Your money or your documents: how hackers can hold your files to ransom

By Chris Hall | Yahoo News – Tue, Nov 19, 2013

Yahoo News - The Cryptolocker software locks users out of their files, and asks for payment in return for the key - which is unlikely to be delivered. (Symantec)
Britain's National Crime Agency (NCA) has issued a warning to businesses over a wave of hacking attacks that have seen hackers take control of computer files and demand a £900 ransom to unlock each one.

The attackers use spam emails to target small and medium-sized businesses, with attachments that look like invoices, voicemails or other business documents.

An example of a Cryptolocker-infected email, with malware attachment, as found by Symantec

The NCA says that 'tens of millions' of people may have been targeted in Britain, and noted that the attacks seemed to be aimed predominantly at companies. It described the attacks as a 'significant risk'.

The attachments contain a piece of malware called Cryptolocker - an automated piece of ransom software that, if activated, will search for documents and encrypt them so that they cannot be opened or read by the user.

Microsoft Office documents were the most commonly affected, but different variations of the malware also searched for other documents, such as .pdf files.

Cryptolocker then prompts the owner of the files to pay two Bitcoins (each worth £449 as of 19/11/13) for the key to unlock the files.

Bitcoins are a private and anonymous digital currency that can be traded against other major world currencies. The exchange rate can fluctuate wildly.
Ransomware has been on the rise since last year. A report from Symantec Internet Security noted that for a much cheaper ransom, of 5,300 computers infected, 'About three percent of victims paid the ransom, which netted the criminals about $30,000.'

The NCA said in its statement that it 'would never endorse the payment of a ransom to criminals and there is no guarantee that they would honour the payments in any event'.

Lee Miles, Deputy Head of the NCCU says "The NCA are actively pursuing organised crime groups committing this type of crime. We are working in cooperation with industry and international partners to identify and bring to justice those responsible and reduce the risk to the public."

The malware should be detected by up to date antivirus software. Users should exercise caution over opening unfamiliar attachments. Some of the attachments are notable for having a double file extension, such as " FORM_101513.pdf.exe."

Decrypting files that Cryptolocker has been able to encrypt is 'not feasible', according to Symantec. But there are ways that affected users can recover their files even if they have been locked out, using free Windows tools.

If you have made backups of your files, Windows Backup will be able to revert the file to its pre-locked state. Similarly, you can right-click on a file before opening it and choose to open a previous version, giving you the chance to retrieve data from the file.

If your computer does become infected, you should disconnect it from your network, and run a full antivirus scan to identify and quarantine the affected files.

A spokesman for Symantec said: 'Symantec does detect and protect against this threat. We continuously work to protect customers against this threat through various technologies, including the Symantec Email Security.cloud solution.'

First major snowfall this winter as Britain braces itself for

big freeze

A fresh covering of snow sparkles in the winter sunshine in the Findhorn Valley, Scotland, after Arctic winds brought a heavy frost and snow showers. The Met Office has issued severe weather warnings for most of Scotland and northern England for wind and ice.

Strong winds with gusts of 70mph will batter northern parts of England, and higher ground in Scotland could be blanketed in up to 5cm (2in) of snow.

Arctic winds brought a heavy frost and light snow showers. Traffic Scotland warned of icy conditions across Grampian, Dumfries and Galloway, Strathclyde, the Highlands and the Western Isles. (Rex Features)

The mercury struggled to get above zero as Scotland experienced the beginning of a cold snap expected to last two weeks. (Rex Features)

Snow sprinkled the trees, and according to weather forecasts there is more to come with the whole of the country bracing itself for freezing conditions. (Rex Features)

Snow covered bracken frond, Findhorn Valley, Scotland as Britain welcomed the first snow of the winter. (Rex Features)

Fallen Autumn leaves covered in morning frost in the city of Stirling. (PA)

As the snow began to melt, in Glasgow and Edinburgh the temperature stood at -1C (30.2F) at 6am and 0C (32F) in Aberdeen. (Rex Features)

Motorists were warned of icy conditions across Scotland and the North East as plummeting temperatures and wintry showers affected roads. (Rex Features)

Fresh snow in birch woodland in autumn, Findhorn Valley, Scotland. (Rex Features)

The sun shone through the trees as gale force winds are expected on the West coast of Scotland. (Rex Features)

Sheep stood in the hills above Glenarm in Co Antrim, as the first snowfall of the season covered parts of the province.

Photographer Mark Hamblin snapped these wintery scenes in Scotland where a fresh covering of snow sparkled in the winter sunshine in the Findhorn Valley, Inverness-shire. (Rex Features)

In Grampian, police reported that light snow and low temperatures had affected roads in Moray, Buchan, Kincardine, Garioch and Aberdeen. Tyndrum in the Highlands was the coldest recorded place in Scotland at -5C (23F).

Fiery 230ft crater nicknamed the 'Door to Hell' baffles scientists after burning endlessly for 40 YEARS

Originally a level surface, the site was identified by Soviet scientists in 1971 as an area that was believed to house a substantial oil field

Yahoo News UK

http://uk.news.yahoo.com/video/door-hell-burns-over-40-231636083.html

With fiery embers glowing deep underground, it looks like a scene from an apocalyptic sci-fi blockbuster.

But this huge crater is amazingly a real-life phenomenon which has been flaming away for more than four decades.

The 230ft-wide crater, known by locals in Turkmenistan as the 'Door to Hell', has baffled scientists since it first appeared more than 40 years ago.

Originally a level surface, the site was identified by Soviet scientists in 1971 as an area that was believed to house a substantial oil field.

However, the ground beneath the drilling rig soon collapsed, creating a wide crater that was believed to be releasing large quantities of methane gas, a potential danger to the nearby villages in Derweze, Turkmenistan.

Scientists decided that the most efficient way to solve the problem would be to burn off the poisonous gases -- by doing so, it was expected that all of the gas in the crater would be burnt off within days.

More than four decades later, though, the crater is still ablaze with endless flames and boiling mud - and hundreds of tourists flock to visit it every year.

The Karakum Desert, where Derweze is located, has one of the largest gas reserves in the world. Turkmenistan hopes to up its exportation rate around 75 million cubic meters of gas in the next 20 years.

The fiery crater first appeared in Turkmenistan more than 40 years ago. (TORMOD SANDTORV / CATERS)

The astonishing crater is 230ft wide. (MARTHA DE JONG-LANTINK / CATERS)

Will Keeping, a retiree from Buchlyvie, near Stirling, visited the crater last month.

Unaware of the Door to Hell's existence before he visited Turkmenistan, Will, 57, was told on his tour that the crater was one of the hundred most bizarre places to visit before you die.

Intrigued, he decided to ride across the bleak desert environment, not knowing what to expect.

Will said: 'During daylight, I was initially not impressed as it looked like a hole in a vast desert. As we got nearer and the glow from inside the carter became evident, though, I started to notice the size of the crater and wondered how could continually glow like that.

Bubbling: The crater has been nicknamed the 'Door to Hell' by locals in Turkmenistan. (MARTHA DE JONG-LANTINK / …

Inside, the crater is filled with endless flames and boiling mud. (WILLIAM KEEPING / CATERS)

'As I approached on foot, it became clear that this was a large crater and that inside was like a huge open furnace. At first, it appeared that it might have been a natural phenomenon, but the sides of the crater contradicted that. I could see the bent and rusted remains of some sort of metal railings or structure, implying some sort of catastrophe having occurred long before.

'I stood there gazing into the crater, the sheer size and intensity of the fire inside became more and more apparent.

'As the sun began to set, the location slowly transformed from a large, isolated furnace in the middle of the desert into the centre of attention that dominated the surrounding area - the glow became more intense and lit up the area including the sky above. It was impossible not to be drawn to the crater, something that was just dominant over the surrounding area.'

Have a Marvellous Thanksgiving for those of you that celebrate it. For everyone else, have a Marvellous weekend anyway. Positive Blessings to All. Melodie

Thanksgiving for Mother Earth

http://youtu.be/1h6Z_MmLKQc

Short video about showing gratitude for Mother Earth, taught by Native American warrior woman Oh Shinnah Fast Wolf. Prepared for www.BettinaGordon.com Happy Thanksgiving to you all!

"Everyday, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts toward others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can."
Gratefully,

Bhuchung K. Tsering

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Comet ISON is not a Comet rather A MotherShip circumventing the Earth Unfolding the Event a Message from Lord Sananda through Elizabeth Trutwin, November 26, 2013

Greetings! This is Lord Sananda through Elizabeth Trutwin. We are in the last nanoseconds before changes on Earth. There have been so many positive changes that nothing can slow down the activations occurring as we speak. The job of the StarShip ISON is to activate the New Earth Energy Grid preparing it for Zero Point as well as amp up our DNA to carry Liquid Light. The name ISON refers to the Light Matter Universe we came from called ON. We now are in the dark matter Universe of Nebadon. It is also a Command from On High “It Is On”! NASA and the media cannot call it a StarShip without causing a lot of problems right before Disclosure. It is a StarShip nonetheless! StarShip ISON is one from Soltec’s Fleet of Ships. Soltec’s Flagship is the Phoenix. Soltec is in charge of all Communications between Ships in the Intergalactic Confederation of Worlds. When Earth Ascends it becomes the 33rd Member of the Intergalactic Confederation of Worlds. Earth will be a voting Member in our Galactic Community. Soltec works hand in hand with Ashtar and the Galactic Federation as well as interfacing with those in other Sectors of Space.

StarShip ISON was released by Soltec from its docking station inside the Sun to bring in the Illumination from Helios and Vesta. Helios and Vesta are the Twin Flames who during the initial creation of this Solar System directed the Light Rays of Absolute Consciousness through the Ethers. They are responsible for directing each Planet to hold its place in orbit and direct all life living upon it. These are the crystalline light grids which hold each Planet in place and direct it in its evolution. Helios and Vesta are the Etheric Sun behind the Sun. Their Cosmic Fire is the Energy we speak of which descends from Source Energy to the Central Sun at Alcyone and through that portal, through Helios and Vesta on the Causal Etheric Realm and down to our Sun Sol and to each Planet in this Solar System. This Illumination of Divine Love from Helios and Vesta united in non dual Consciousness makes it possible for the changes of the Event to come to pass. Only in the Higher Realms can it take place. http://elizabethtrutwin.org/what-exactly-is-the-event-a-message-fro...

Mother Sekhmet and Alcyone created us in the 12th Dimension in Anti Matter or in light matter in the Aurora Sun System, a 23 Sun System where we spent aeons, trillions and trillions of years in linear time, in perfect bliss. We came from the Pleiades and a 12th Dimensional matrix of ourselves. As we co-created and moved through the 7 Super Universes overseen by Lord Lincor, Lord Metatron had to rebuild us a couple of times from the Divine Blueprint which He holds. We had access to all the powers and had to learn how to use them as we fell from the 100th Dimension to the 12th Dimension, to the 5th Dimension and down to the 3rd Dimension. There is nothing lower than the 3rd Dimension where One may have a physical body. Below that is gravel, sand.

We have now returned from the 9th Ring of the Western Milky Way Galaxy to the 3rd ring which is adjacent to Alcyone in the Pleiades Constellation. We have entered fully into the Photon Belt which is has been upshifting our DNA at a rapid and accelerating rate. As our DNA upshifts we are able to comprehend the Universal Law of the One. This changes our dualistic perspective to a Unitary Source-Connection as Divine expressions of All That Is. That shifts our understanding of motive and intention as we come to appreciate that all move forward together through mutual assistance and reverence for the Divine in all. The Astrological Planetary, Solar and Galactic grand cycles came into full alignment with Galactic Center on December 21, 2012. In the last 11 months direct awakening pulses have been stimulating the embedded and precoded DNA Blueprints to bring all through this cleansing of 3D into the 5D Antimatter awakened state. The 13 crystal skulls are linking in Consciousness as they hold the Akasha or Etheric Memories for Earth. This brings our heart-mind crystalline structures to a heightened State of Awareness. Now All are able to Handle the Truth. This prepares All to move forward in Unity Consciousness with Divine Love.

In a few short decades after the Event, Earth will be prepared to move through the three-rings portal of the Central Sun at Alcyone. The Photon Belt is pulling this Solar System across the Milky Way Galaxy to that final flight back to the Anti Matter Universe of On.

One of the Missions of ISON is to align the Planetary Grids. From the Solar Grid of One Unity Consciousness, into the Planetary Unity Grid of Divine Love. This further assists our I Am Avatar Consciousness of Light in the focus of the creation of Heaven on Earth, and our ability to maintain and increase our ability to hold light within our upgraded bodies to affect and create change within our realities. This has always been the Master Plan. The StarShip ISON orbits Earth and returns to the Sun in a very short period of time. The technologies equipped on this Vessel are far advanced to any science we now know. Soltec monitors and guides the Ship’s Path while connecting it to the Etheric Ships in Higher Realms as it carries out its Mission. ISON is scheduled to rendezvous with the Sun on America’s Thanksgiving Day. This coincides with a very early Chanukah. Chanukah celebrates the re-dedication of the Dome of the Rock StarGate in Jerusalem. The Jews believe that the Ezekiel Temple which will be built on the Temple Mount will happen in the future. The future is now. The Book of Ezekiel clearly describes this StarGate and also the StarShips in which Ezekiel made his journeys with the Galactics. The Muslims have been awaiting the return of the Mahdi. The Jews await the return of the Messiah. The Buddhists, Jains, Sikhs and Hindus await the return of the Maitreya. The Mahdi, Kalki Maitreya and Messiah return together now through that StarGate at the Dome of the Rock in the Holy Land in Jerusalem. StarShip ISON facilitates All the Forces of Light returning to Earth during this period where we usher in Peace on Earth and Good Will Toward Men.

November 30th the Planetary Astrological alignments have us entering the constellation Ophiuchus up until just before Christmas. Ophiuchus is attributed to St. Germain. He is the Serpant Holder and the 13th constellation in the Zodiac. At the end of the Yuga, the end of the 26,000 year cycle Ophiuchus represents Christ Consciousness as well as Galactic Consciousness fully awakened in the human body. ISON works on our DNA birthing this realization for all on Earth. A year ago on December Solstice conjuncted Galactic Center on the same day when Galactic Center was Conjunct Cosmic Center. We entered the Golden Age of Light on January 1, 2013 unveiling Humanity’s Cosmic Ascension throughout the Milky Way. The Stars in the Milky Way light our Path back to the Anti Matter or Light Matter Universe of On. We have set a Course through the Sun back to our Home, the Universe of Light. We are constantly moving toward that Ultimate. In the Constellation Ophiuchus One sees he stands right on Scorpio’s tail at 26 degrees Scorpio, at the Scorpi Black Hole. This is Galactic Center. This is Mother Sekhmet’s yoni through which we were born out of when we came from the Universe On. StarShip ISON raises the magnetic energies which are the vibration of love. Venus is the only Planet in our Solar System which spins counterclockwise. That is because it is a magnetic Planet. It represents Love. We are reversing the spiral as we move up in Dimension.

StarShip ISON uses this magnetic liquid light energy, Etheric energy of Helios and Vesta for the triple alignment between the Giza Plateau, the Sedonian plateau on Mars, and the three stars in the Belt of Orion [El – An – Ra ]. The energies of Saturn, Uranus and Venus correlate with the alignments on Giza, Sedona, Mars and the Belt of Orion. StarShip ISON moves Earth and Mars back to their alignments before the Orion War when the Earth wobble was created in the Flood when the Waters of the Surface of Mars were thrust onto Earth. The pyramidal grid areas of the pyramids on Mars are 10x bigger than the pyramidal grid areas at Giza and 5x bigger than the pyramidal grid areas in China's pyramid area. This action will heal the karma between Mars and Earth as well as the Planet Marduk and the Asteroid Belt. This heals the War between the Gods and the Hybrid Children of the daughters of Man and Gods. We finally, ecstatically and orgasmically RETURN TO LOVE AS ONE. The 12 Rays of Cosmic Light and the 12 strands of DNA are returned to Wholeness. This was accomplished by the Kumaras agreeing to incarnate into each one of the 12 Tribes. In this way our DNA has been returned to Oneness. StarShip ISON circling the Sun prepares Earth to come sweetly into Zero Point by the end of 2013. The elements of Earth, Water, Fire and Air merging with Liquid Light - the Ether and finally Higher Consciousness which is the 6th element end all suffering on Earth. We reestablish Heaven on Earth. As above, so below. Rejoice! The Goddess returns. This happened before when First Cause was born in the Hindu story of the Peaceful Deities and the Wrathful Deities churning the Milky Way Galaxy during a passage through Ophiuchus at Galactic Center. These are the Elohi Angels who never fell and the Elohim Fallen Angels. They simply forgot how much they were loved. Wars were waged. We return to Wholeness. Together as One in Unity Consciousness.

Billions wanted to be here and you were chosen. You chose as an Ascended Master to come back and have an Earth experience in Duality and face all the challenges necessary for as long as needed to walk Earth back to Love. This is why Ashtar always said No Dates, No Nukes, No Flukes. No one knew in Earth days how long it would take. Ashtar needed to keep egos in check so the Angel within would have the space needed to come forward and be healed for the sake of Earth. In the way-back-when millions of years ago before we descended into physical bodies we were plasma light Beings. StarShip ISON is facilitating our return to our origin as we become more liquid light plasmic we travel in our body through the love of our open heart into the Multidimensional Realms of existence. We become our Body of Light fully and Physically Immortal. You are connecting back to Galactic Center, the Black Hole which is a Portal back to the Universe of On. You are connecting through the Suns for unifying, healing and activating.

As we continue to watch the Path of ISON into December we will see the StarShip just before the break of dawn in the north each day until the Full Moon which occurs on the last day we travel through Ophiuchus and 72 hours before the December Solstice. This Solstice marks the shortest day that year and each day after becomes brighter and brighter leading right into Spring. Between December 21 and New Year’s Eve ISON will be visible all night long. Between January 1st and the 10th of January ISON will pull away from the Earth and the Sun and become too dim for us to see. The Event will be ripe for the timing. With Full Galactic Disclosure Peace on Earth brings Landings and New Earth. At the same time, the BIG arrests will finally take place. Before that happens and during December these energetic changes may hold some challenges for you. At times you may feel like you are going crazy. Emotions can be very low one minute and very high the next. One may experience those close to us having the same swing of emotions on opposite days. Know that this is a great time of flux. Allow the others in your life the space they need as the OLD is cast out of their very cells. The light from StarShip ISON emanating Helios and Vesta into the cellular memory in the DNA lifts body, mind and heart onto New Earth.

Watch to see chaos rein before all is complete with changeover. The dark cabal cut their DNA strands and now that this healing is taking place they are finding those connections are impossible to repair. When they cut their 11th Strand of DNA it is connected with Emotions. The 12th Strand of DNA is connected to LOVE. Some within the dragon families will find that they cannot access these healings and they will become rebellious as the end nears. You will continue to see acting out. This may be in the form of false flags, shootings, weather manipulation or worse. Blaze the Violet Flame as we enter this challenging time through middle December. It is very important at this time to become absolutely detached from all things in your life. If you resist, pain and suffering will follow. Decidedly. Know that the flux period is in Divine Order and this is the only way to carry out the changes for Billions of Souls. Be Peace Within. Forgive yourself swiftly if you make a mistake. Forget it. Keep walking. Lean into the wind. StarShip ISON is working together with the wormhole created by the Archangels between Jupiter and Earth creating unprecedented swift changes in the Cosmos. We are almost there! Call on Me for Guidance. I am always beside you. You are never alone. Namaste! This is Lord Sananda through Elizabeth Trutwin, November 26, 2013. ©

New-Free Distant Healing

Saturday November 30, 2013 6-7pm Pacific Time (Los Angeles)

Dear Sohini,

Important for Gmail users. Gmail has made some changes. If you don't make these changes then you may not receive these newsletters and notices in the future. 1. Open your Gmail online account. 2. Click the "Promotions" tab. 3. Look for any emails from me. If you see one, drag it to the "Primary" folder 4. A question will pop up asking if you want this done automatically in the future. Click YES. -That should take care of it.

There will be another fr'ee- distant energy healing for everyone who wants to join and all their friends, families and anyone else who reads this. The main healing session is

on SATURDAY NOVEMBER 30, 2013 from 6-7pm Pacific Standard Time or same as Los Angeles, ( MST 7-8pm), ( CST 8-9pm), (9-10pm EST-same as New York).

You can join this no-cost distant energy healing session by using your intention to be included. To join, just close your eyes for a minute when you read this and mentally say that you intend to join the session and want to be included. That is all you have to do to connect with the energy and you don't have to do anything else. Healing energy can begin to flow to you once you do this as many people who have done this before have reported.

There will be unscheduled daily energy adjustments leading up to the main session. You can receive a lot of healing energy before the main session on NOVEMBER 30.

For those who want to know more about this work you can read the website http://www.QigongEnergyHealing.com

Michael Mohoric was the past Secretary of the International Tibetan Qigong Assn. and found he had a gift for distant energy healing after recovering from a spinal cord injury.

This is not a telephone or Internet session. All you do is just relax and sit or lie down during the session and notice what is happening in your body. Even if you are busy you can still get good results. Because there are many people in the session, please do not email to join. There would be too much email to handle unless it is done this way.

You join simply by using your intention after reading this email. Also because this is a big group I won't be able to answer questions before the session and you'll get the details you need in this email. Please feel free to email your experiences afterwards.

Besides the main healing session there will be daily unscheduled energy adjustments leading up to SAT. NOV. 30 for those who intend to join before the main session. You can begin to notice effects of the energy adjustments soon after intending to join. Sensitive people can feel the effects of this adjustment period strongly before the main session. Here are comments from people who felt the energy working soon after intending to join.

M, "This is my first experience with this type of healing and I was skeptical. I am sensitive & from the time I joined I have felt this flow of energy and coolness. It's quite interesting."

Hi, "just the minute i intended to take part, while reading the e-mail, i could feel the energy! i felt waves and waves of energy. thanks so much for sharing this blessing with us!" anna

"I just joined for the session and soon I started to feel tingling sensations in my upper arms and legs. And when I set back in the chair, it encompassed my entire body." Linda

Michael, "Shortly after I signed up, I started to feel some tingling sensation around my feet. The vibration got stronger and started to work its way up into my ankles, calves and thighs. And now 24 hours later, I'm still feeling the effects of it. If this is what you call unscheduled intermittent adjustments WOW. I can't wait for the main session to start. Thank you very much" Verna

The energy works on many levels, physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual. Even though it's a group healing, the energy works with everyone individually. The energy is intelligent and knows best how to work with your energy system. The energy infuses light and energy into your energy field and can help clear and balance the acupuncture meridians, chakras and other energy channels. The energy won't weaken with a large group and can even get stronger with more people. Distance isn't a problem and you can receive this energy anywhere in the world.

This is not a telephone or Internet session. To receive the energy you just sit or lie down and relax on SAT. NOV. 30 from 6-7 PM Pacific Time-same as Los Angeles (PST) or 9-10pm New York Time (EST) and receive the energy. Even if you have to be active during the session you can still receive great results. People in other countries can use: http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html . Use Los Angeles as the city of origin. You can also use -8GMT to convert the time.

I ask for your help and please forward this to anyone you think may be interested. Anyone can join even if they haven't done this work before. You can post this wherever you think it would be helpful, message boards, blogs, Facebook and other social websites, chat rooms, Twitter, etc..

If you forward this email, please remove/delete the "Safeunsubscribe" link at the bottom of the email because others can unsubscribe you from this newsletter if they don't want it. You can also just give them this url. http://qigongenergyhealing.blogspot.com

To get notices on Twitter: http://twitter.com/QiEnergyHealer

You can help many people by forwarding this email. Because we are in a time of major transformation predicted by many different ancient cultures, it is easier than ever to transform negative beliefs and energy patterns.

Many spiritual traditions teach that we are all connected and now some Quantum Physicists are saying the same thing. These ancient teachings often mention the most important thing we can do is help others. When we help others we are also helping ourselves because we are all connected.

In Chaos Theory there is a term used called the butterfly effect. It proposes that small actions or variations in a system can affect giant and complex systems. It suggests that possibly a butterfly flapping it's wings in one part of the world over time could create a tornado in another part of the world or change its direction. If you send this email to others we don't know how it will affect the bigger picture. You could send it to your friends and they could send it to their friends and it could affect hundreds of people or many people could read it on a blog, message board, other social media site etc..

Once someone has received energy from the free-session I will be able to send energy to them if they are in a disaster area to help them get through difficult times. I am only a conduit for the energy and not the source and give all credit to the Divine, Universe, Spirit or whatever term one wants to use. The energy helps people to adjust their energy field so they can heal themselves. I am very grateful for this gift and happy to share it.

I liken this to the transmitting antenna of a radio station. When you use your intention to join the session it is like a radio tuning into a radio station. When you post and email this to your friends then you are transmitting the healing energy to them. We will all be broadcasting healing energy to many thousands of people all around the planet. Letting others know can help enhance your session.

"Hi there my brother sent me the email about (the free) distant healing an as i closed my eyes i felt energy come into my head ....and then each time i sent the email to someone else the energy intensified and continued for sometime...thank you...absolutely amazing!" kind regards, Marie

A few other people wrote these comments after sessions.

Maureen Moss is the Executive Producer and host of World Puja Network, which is one of the oldest and largest holistic global Internet programs. She is the author of several books and wrote this about Michael's work; "The power of his work has continuously astounded me and shifted me! Michael Mohoric is one of the best energy healers I have ever had the pleasure of working with in my life... Michael is a Master Conductor of Energy!"

Sandy Johnson is the author of "Mystics & Healers, Travels Into The World of Mystics, Shamans, & Miracle Makers", a book about healers with unusual abilities including John of God. She wrote about this energy work after the book was published; "Even with all my exposure to healers of all types, this work leaves me amazed."

Ingrid Bacci has authored best-selling books, CD's and DVD's on self-healing and is a respected healer. She is a former professor and graduate of Harvard and Columbia Universities. Ingrid wrote the following about this work.

Hello Michael: "I want to thank you from my heart for the session Wednesday, the first I have experienced with you. As a 'healer', or facilitator of energy flow from the Universe, I recognized immediately the purity and effectiveness of your work. Before the session started, on Wednesday morning, I could feel some old emotional toxins come up and then clear. During the session itself, I felt first some 'kriya' spasms, then very strong images of gushing blue water, and then felt the energy working to open up my entire cranium and rebalance me at a deeper level in that area.

I am well aware that the more 'open' our system, the more energy we can both receive and transmit, and your work felt truly profound. I also found the work very 'instructive' in the sense of guiding me to where I need to work within myself to receive at deeper levels, and a higher energy for helping others heal. Feel free to share these comments if you like. I look forward to working together more with you. Blessings, light, and many thanks," Ingrid

You can include other people in the session by following the instructions in this letter. You can print this out and mail it to friends who don't have email to join the session. You can also read this to people over the phone if they don't have email and they'll get the energy when they use their intention to join.

For those in foreign countries you can translate this into your native language and send it to your friends to include them. Just try and stay as close and true as you can to the meaning of this email. This could be a great service to your countrymen. You can leave out the testimonials in your translation and just copy and paste the first sentence of this newsletter to the bottom of your translation.

How to Include Others

If you want to include other family members living at home in the session then just write their names on a piece of paper and put "Energy Healing" at the top of the page. Leave the paper out in the open on a counter or desk. Please don't send me their names in an additional email. You should get other adult's permission to be included (don't tell me). You don't need to get your children's permission. Anyone else outside your home will have to join by reading this email and using their intention to join. You can also include your pets by putting their names on the paper. Animals love the energy and respond very positively.

This is not a phone session. You can be anywhere and receive the energy. Your intent to join is the connection. You could be in your car or on a plane and still receive the energy. It's best to try and be quiet during the session on SAT. NOV. 30 and just notice what is happening in your body. You can sit or lie down. You can still be active and get good results during the session but best results are obtained by being quiet during the session.

It is ok to sleep during the session. It's helpful to not bathe right after the session, wait until the next morning. Try to avoid cold drinks the night of the main session & the next day. It is also good to take it easy the next day after the session and if you exercise do it very moderately. It is best to use the energy for healing and not for a lot of activity. The energy can continue to work in your body several days or more after the session and some people can continue to see changes weeks after the session.

I like to hear from people afterwards. Please feel free to email your experience.

If you are not on the email list and would like to receive notices about other free sessions and the monthly newsletter then you can sign up through the website. http://www.QigongEnergyHealing.com

If after the session you would like to do more intensive healing work then you can sign up through the website. You get a full month of energy healing for only $99. This program is a powerful way to speed up the healing process and heal chronic issues and patterns. The monthly program includes daily unscheduled adjustments during the month. You also get an Energetic Feng Shui of your home. This unique method helps to clear, balance and harmonize the energy in your home and can greatly enhance healing.

There is no set time for the unscheduled adjustments before the main session on NOVEMBER 30 and you can receive this energy at any time. The unscheduled adjustments before the session can be a very powerful time. You may notice many things before, during and after the session. Some people may feel peaceful, energized, centered, balanced and sleep better. Others may be more emotional, restless and lethargic as they detoxify, which is very good. There can be a lot of purification happening on many levels during this time, emotional, mental and physical.

Before and during the session people can feel different energy sensations working in their body. Some of these feelings can be tingling, electrical, vibrating, heat, coolness, cold, pressure, lightness, pulsing and other things. If you feel very cold then this is a sign that old negative energy is leaving your system. Try to stay warm if you feel very cold. Even if you don't feel the subtle energy, it is still working.

It is ok if you have to be active during the session. Many people have to work or take care of their families during this time. It can still be very beneficial if you aren't able to be quiet. It reduces the effects some but it can still be very effective. You can also sleep during the session. Sleeping is good way to receive the energy because you are very relaxed.

Try not to work on anything during the session, just be receptive and let the energy do it's work. The energy knows where to work where it is most needed in your system. Thousands of people have done this and many report they are surprised when the energy often finds their blockages even though they haven't told me their symptoms.

Usually a great majority of people have very positive results. Some people are more sensitive and can feel a lot of energy moving in their body. Others may not feel the energy but will notice good effects. After the sessions people can feel calm, centered, energized and balanced. They can also feel their pain greatly reduced or eliminated. Like any modality this won't work for everyone but most people see significant results.

Don't worry if you feel odd pains come and go leading up to the main session. This is good. As the energy clears the blockage in an area it can result in temporary pain. Also people can feel extra emotional during this time, which is also very good.

From a Qigong and Traditional Chinese Medical perspective much dis-ease is caused by emotional repression. The energy from these repressed emotions get stored in the organs and tissues of the body. The energy from the sessions can help to release these stored emotions. When we release repressed emotions then we can bring about deep healing. It takes a lot of energy to hold down the emotions and when they are released we can have much more energy available to us.

Dreams can be very active and vivid during this time. Sometimes people can have very beautiful and peaceful dreams during the sessions. Others can have some strange dreams. This is also beneficial. The sessions can help people to release old negative energy. The energy works like a virus detection program on a computer and can neutralize negative energy patterns, beliefs and programming.

Some people will notice some of their old negative ways of thinking will simply be gone and sometimes addictions fall away. Don't worry if you have scary dreams during the sessions. As one releases old repressed fear out of their energy field then the mind can give it a symbol. The symbols and fear are coming from your own mind. The energy work isn't causing anything, only helping to release old energy and emotions.

The energy helps to purify, cleanse and detoxify the body and mind. As the energy works through the energy blockages it can cause toxins to be released that are stored in the area. Some people may feel achy or tired at times leading up to the session. This is good and very, very helpful in the healing process. Feeling unusually tired is a sign that the body is using a lot of energy for healing.

Many modalities recognize the positive effects from detoxification. You may also find that you have to go to the bathroom more as you release toxins. During the purification process your organs of elimination will be energetically supported to help them release the toxins. I have done this process with thousands of people and the energy always works for people's highest good. If you don't feel good some of the time, try and hold the thought that you are healing.

The time leading up to and a little while after the main energy session can be a little bit like a roller coaster ride. You can feel very energized one day and then tired the next day as you release more toxins. Just realize that every time you don't feel good that it is a powerful time for healing and that you are raising the vibration of your energy system. It is good to stay hydrated and drink extra water (warm not cold) during this time.

I am very grateful for this opportunity to work with everyone.

Michael

Year Two of the New Earth 
2014: An Opportune Year of Change 
Archangel Metatron via James Tyberonn 

Greetings Masters ! I am Metatron, Lord of Light ! 
As 2013 enters its final weeks, we ask each of you to take pause and consider the powerful progression of events you have experienced individually and cumulatively over the past year. Whether or not you fully recognize that the Planetary Ascension has occurred is truly a moot point, for time moves faster now than ever before. 
Masters 2014 is a year of extreme change, and these changes logically occur in primary nodes you term as astrological events. Yet these are far more than you currently comprehend.Within each node are codes that affect your auric field through induction. These codes serve myriad purpose. 
A coded astrological event is like an animated energy fountain, an organic cascade that affects you on a very deep level. It is an infused conscious and purposeful coordination of sacred frequency. 
Within its own arrangement of particalized light, it is just as alive as you are, the difference being that it has no individual agenda and its evolution depends upon its environment as well as the environments of all other star gates. 
If astrological powernodes, specifically solstices, equinoxes and eclipses were to be truly understood as the devices of induction they truly are, you would then define them more aptly as an aperture in the space time contingency, an insert succinctly purposed & governed by the organic geometric nature and framework of resonance of their entry into your plane and their expansive essence. 
Nothing stands still, and regardless of how time and dimensionality are measured, change continues to reveal and express itself astrologically....and logically so. 
And so as we begin this discussion of 2014, we encircle each and every one of you with a nurturing energy and with the field of self empowerment, for each of you are truly Masters on your path of individual Ascension. 
It is our purpose to offer you inspiration and clarity, but indeed it is once and always requisite that YOU, as a sacred and sovereign BEING, practice discernment with this and any such 'channeled' message. 
Dear Ones, in these radically transitional times, always remember that Spirit speaks of LOVE. Spirit does not attack. 
Every current religion on your Earth has its truths and distortions. Discernment is the key. It is requisite of you to decide what is true and what is not, based on heart and NOT FEAR. No true sacred expression limits its truth, its beauty, to one grouping. 
The current time offers each of you an opportunity to choose to live free, to choose to release worry and fear, and create your own well-being. Respect and Nurture one another, and embrace LOVE. 
It is the science and frequency of God. It is the way that the Nation of Humanity will UNITE, it is the way humanity will Ascend, and 2014 is a key phase for allowing you to coherently create the Earth you desire. 
Year Two of the New Earth, 2014, energetically initiates the true phase into what is termed the 'Age of Aquarius', the true beginning of the Aquarian Shift. 
A Key Time 
Accordingly Masters, you are in the folds of a key sojourn. Indeed there are specific lifetimes that are more highlighted within your vast sojourns, certain vectors in space-time that offer succinct quantum leaps. 
Within these are crucial crossroads of decision that define you. This is one of those lifetimes. Energy and time are moving fast, much is happening on your Earth as you continue to adjust and calibrate to the Crystalline transitions of the New Earth in 2014. 
It will not be easy, nothing truly worthwhile occurs without focal effort ... but it will be a joyous accomplishment and credential. For you are among the souls that are collating to create the planet of harmony. 
Accordingly 2014 is an incredibly important year, in many ways more so than 2013. For in 2013 you were in the early phases of adjustment to the New Earth. You were exercising the utility of new chakras that extend into higher dimensions. 
In 2014 you will begin stretching new wings and trying out flight into new spectra. You will be working in theta coherency to visually create a world of harmony ! It will take time but potent tools are now in place. 
What happened in 2013 was a new beginning. That new beginning is the New Template of the New Earth. The Ascension of the Earth has allowed for the dimensional revision and expansion of the planet. 
The Earth is expanded to a Crystalline Field, expanded from the 5th to the 12th dimensions. In 2013 you began learning the ropes, and in 2014 you will progress further in this exploration. It will take concerted effort. 
2014 will be a year in which you continue to experience many subtle shifts on your levels of awareness. 
Your expanded chakric system is still adjusting to operating in new manners and indeed in new dimensions. 
The layers of your CEF (Crystalline Auric Field) are still somewhat in flux, still stabilizing for most of you. The expansions can and do effect to varying degrees your sensory systems & emotional field. 
Mental Focus 
In Year Two of the New Earth, you are required to make a greater effort in your mental focus. It may at times feel to you that you are struggling to maintain balance, to keep focus. 
This is a combination of the new energy influxes and the requirement to not only adjust & calibrate but to crystallize your purpose and intent. 
The Aquarian shift with its change in ionic ratios (from the past 2 decades of Solar Radiation) now surrounds the planet and is compelling each of you to put your spiritual life in order. 
The ionic ratio change is up-shifting the 'code-wiring' between the mental fields of the conscious and subconscious, between physical actuality and divine pattern. 
Because of the coronal mass ejections jet streams of anionic plasma circulate the earth and pocket around specific 'sacred sites' . These allow for easier access into theta coherent consciousness, and it is within theta coherency that you are able to more effectively create the New Earth. 
There are certain timings in 2014 in which you will feel and focus on those areas of your life stream that need to be addressed. 
You will be required to confront the self and prioritize what actions are needed. Redefine your inner contracts and determine how you wish to utilize your remaining time on the planet. You will be compelled to seize the moment , and make a bucket list ! 
You can no longer sit complacently on the fence. 2014 is a time to determine the missing pieces of your puzzle. It is time to make your mark, to contribute your part, to consider the legacy your life will be. And yes it involved putting the pieces together ... assembly is required! 
The Crystal Frequency is becoming even more powerful in 2014. This is a resonance that increasingly will influence each of you into more ' impeccability '. 
This is simply an aspect of understanding who you are and becoming true to the highest standards. It requires you each to take your power and walk in integrity, to truly become impeccable. 
Each of you has an opportunity to be impeccable every day. The scenario in which you recognize your own failings, your own conflict with integrity, is the day you more fully encompass Mastery, and indeed it is a journey. 
Likewise the day you stand in your truth with willingness to recognize another person's truth, you achieve the compassionate aspect of integrity. This truth then applies to individuals and nations as well, it applies in macro and micro. 
In 2014, the aspects of inner conflict will move into the crucible phase for purification. Any dishonesties, any flaws that were hidden, any shadows will come into light in order to be faced. 
Align your actions to highest goals. Prioritize ! Examine your path..and plan your journey consciously. 
Understand then that it is the energy of the Earth in the Ascension in parity with the 144-Crystalline Grid that enabled and continues to drive the crystalline energy expansion of the Earth into greater and more lucid dimensional reach. 
And take note Masters, the energy from 5d to 12d that is accessible to you now is only the beginning. 
For the aspect you term zero field is the aspect of crystalline dimension. It expands into energy dimensions that indeed exist within you, but have been dormant, inaccessible to the masses of humanity, yet these crystalline dimensions are your true impeccable origin, and you exist in higher form within them. 
An Essential Understanding 
We will first tell you once again that the Ascension of the Planet did indeed occur. It is essential you understand this and not lose faith. 
There are ever the naysayers and will continue to be those that question, even among those on the path, that any real changes took place after December 21, 2012. 
The Ascension did occur, those of you of light made it so. But we want to clarify it is the graduation of the Planet Earth, an expansion into 12 Dimensions that has taken place. 
And it is the ascension of the planet that has made the coming ascension of humanity possible. 
So we will tell you that the Ascension is a new beginning. And in 2013, the Earth entered into the new format that will allow for humanities ability to rise lucidly, further ascend consciously into higher dimensions. 
The New Earth now carriers a matrix through the Crystalline Grid that is absolutely enabling humanity to be more aware of their true nature within multi-dimensionality. 
We assure you that in 2013 a new sun dawned, and it is indeed the sun of change. It brings the light of the magnificent New Earth. 
And Dear Ones, we do mean magnificent. In this new era, it is incumbent upon the seekers to project joy, to project light, for in the expansion to Crystalline Harmonics, every photon of mental light you project is exponentially amplified. 
And this occurs more rapidly in the New Energy of 2014. So your roles take on a new importance, a greater benevolence, as your creation powers increase in that termed the Aquarian Shift. So we speak in specifics of 2014 ! 
2014 Power Dates & Activation Phases 
The energies of 2014 will be less intense than the obstacle course of increasing frequencies experienced by humanity in 2011 and 2012, but perhaps more intense than 2013 in specific periods. 
But the intensity phases of 2014 can be managed with awareness of the influences occurring. for these are taking place purposely. 
However that does not mean that the periods of high intensity do not have specific purpose, for indeed the frequencial 'bar' is still being raised and specific energetic codes will be aligned to download during astrological openings 
The 2014 quadric of equinoxes, solstices, and quadrangle of eclipses are extremely powerful, each presenting unique coded octahedronal portal openings of the New Earth. During the equinoxes, solstices, and especially the 4 eclipses of 2014, a surge of 'new' coded energies will flood the planet. 
Key Focal Dates: 
•April 15 - Full Moon Total Lunar Eclipse 
•October 8 - Full Moon Total Lunar Eclipse 
•April 29 - Annual Solar Eclipse 
•October 23 - Solar Eclipse (Partial) 
•March 20, 2014 - Equinox 
•June 21, 2014- Solstice 
•September 22, 2014- Equinox 
•December 21, 2014 - Solstice 
It is absolutely a natural synergy that these astronomical dates provide downloads of coded influx. For these events (solstices, equinoxes and eclipses) truly open gateways, apertures that have always been unique events for such transfers. 
That is why they have been revered as days of introspection, prayer and meditation in ancient cultures and in many current spiritual sects. 
Now the 2014 eclipses take on an even more unique quality, in terms of offering catalystic energy triggers of change both individually and for the planet. In 2014 the 2 lunar eclipses are 'Total' the eclipses occur on the full moon apex both in April and October. . 
It will be the perfect time to change course in your life by meditating toward self direction and calibration. In 2013 many of you discovered a renewed purpose, experienced a renaissance, and are on newly creative paths that will continue and gain momentum in 2014. 
Others have chosen to remain on the same path but with a renewed vigor, new perspective or new group association. 
Many of you will yet discover a new purpose in 2014 and bring to the surface a prolific talent that was previously dormant or unrealized. 
In Year One,2013, the Green Flame reactivated bringing you greater ability to commune with the elements and kingdoms of the Earth. 
Year one also brought in the Portal of the Renaissance that aligned your current time hologram to the three prior Golden Ages. This was coded in the navals of Delphi and Rapa Nui. 
2014 provides the energy to complete the 'rebirthing, and alignments by recharging your willfully to the uncompleted points of your 'soul contract' that had not yet been achieved or acted upon. 
In 2014 they are even more multifaceted than the potent ones that have taken place since 2009. Each of the above listed dates in 2014 offer the following: 
•Time for deep introspection toward self discovery in the New Earth and alignment of goals 
•Time for self purification and establishment of impeccability - 'walking ones talk' 
•Opportunity for healing relationships, individually & globally ' planting the seeds of Peace & Harmony" 
•Enhanced energies within power nodes, enhanced visioning and lucid dreaming. 
•A window for recharging & balancing energies, renewal of determination & courage. 
•Reception of codes that allow for greater utilization of the full 33 chakras in Crystalline Mer-Ka-Na. 
The Grand Trines of 2013 are also still in energy influence through the mid-term of 2014. Three coded 'Portal-Influx' phases will occur and reach an apex in March-April, May-June and again in September & October of 2014.. 
2014 Key Portals of Coded Influx : 
The three Coded Portal Phases of 2014 are as follows: 
•Portal of Harmony : March 20 - May 8 
•Star-Gate Portal / Violet Ray of Truth :May 14- June 21 - ( Peaking May 22-26) 
•The Platinum Ray Portal : September 21 - October 23 : 
The first coded phase occurs from the March Equinox to the Total Lunar Eclipse, Solar Eclipse, Grand Cross and into the Eta Auarids Meteors of May. 
April has a solar eclipse, lunar eclipse and a Grand Cross sandwiched between the eclipses involving Mars, Uranus, Pluto and Jupiter. It is a hallowed & opportune time to seek harmony, to project harmony collectively. 
There are codes that allow for a spiritual rebirth on a Global scale and a redesigning, redefining of relationships. It offers an opportunity for the seeds of World Peace to be planted in areas of conflict, especially in what is termed the Middle East. 
On an individual level, it is a time to bring greater troubled relationships. To reconcile what has been severed. It is an influx of compassion. In a very true sense it is a download of what may be termed 'Unconditional love' the Kristos Energy'. 
The second is between May- June with its initial trigger flowing forward from the Harmony Portal of April. This phase also includes the energies of the Grand Water Trine which began in 2013 and remains in force through June of 2014. 
It is a time of completions. In a very true sense the Star-Gate Portal of May 2014 is the beginning to the Age of Aquarius. It is a time in which the Sirian-Pleiadean Alliance will move into a greater influence, and greater presence. 
This is absolutely an embellished phase for Global prayer a time to gather to meditate in unison for it marks another phase of the 'Return to the Dharma, the Great Nobler Truths. 
The third phase occurs between September 20 and October 23, 2014. It is perhaps the most inward reaching. It is a phase containing the codes of the embellished Platinum Ray, the Energy of the Earth Goddess. 
It harmonizes all 12 physio chakras. In this phase an opportunity of self calibration, and the release of all obstacles that do not serve you as an individual, and as a collective of Humanity on the New Planet Earth. It is a time to shed old remnants, release hidden obstacles. 
The Platinum Ray represents a time for individuals to manifest the new self, the new purpose, the new partnership, association or direction. It is a time of intense re-energizing, re-vitalizing of life force. 
It is a time to install the new codes and take action toward a better self and a better collective force. The Platinum Ray is a nurturing energy; it may be termed Feminine in nature, for it allows for a sense of support, as each soul seeks greater light. 
The 13-14 Couplet 
2014 is in one aspect, coupled with 2013. In the neoteric sequencing of the newborn expansive earth, annual pairing will become the norm. Astro-codes that initiated in 2013, complete in 2014, the true contemporary span then is a 24 month phase. 
This base 12 doubling will be evident in your experiences in many arenas, especially your calibrations and reformations of relationships. We have told you that 2013 & 2014 are times of change. 
Consider this advice as a gentle tap on the hand - a 'wake up call' from we who love you deeply. Look first in the mirror, and trace the reflection of your life's interactions. Reflect upon the footsteps of every year of your life that have led you to this moment of 'Now'. 
Explore deeply the compassion expressed within & without your heart and see what has been gained, and what has been forfeited. Have you traveled so so far only to find yourself in the same place? 
Dear Hearts, if your present situation does not suit you, then make the concerted effort, take the action of change . 
As we have stated, the energies of 2014, offer you enhanced opportunities for such action. Relationships will need to be defined and re-determined. An effective exploration of such employs a requisite of total honesty in all forms of companionship from ' A to Z' ...in allies, acquaintances, lovers, brothers, sisters and even what you may consider 'enemies', antagonists, and adversaries. 
The 3 core code phases of 2014 afford energies that peculate trapped feelings, hidden emotions to the surface. These are actual frequencies that can create crucible effects for those choosing impeccability. 
And it is always a choice, whether to achieve clarity or remain in conflicted projection. Greater cleaning, greater consciousness of "Integrity" is absolutely achievable for the serious seeker in the harmonic phases of 2014. 
Uranus-Pluto Triggers 
Dears Ones when you are not fully in integrity, you are in conflict with self. In truth this crucible purging began last year and will indeed will surface again in 2014. Particularly during the span of the two Uranus-Pluto squares: 
** > Uranus Squares Pluto April 21, 2014 at 13? 34' Aries/Capricorn (Uranus direct, Pluto retrograde) 
** > Uranus Squares Pluto December 15, 2014 at 12? 35' Aries/Capricorn (Uranus retrograde, Pluto direct) 
You may use these energies wisely by completing uncompleted feelings, exploring unexplored emotions and expressing unexpressed opinions. In doing so you can indeed lift a burden that has dimmed your inner sense of self rectitude. 
Complete honesty can lead you toward not only fidelity, but a greater light-quotient of consciousness. And this year is triggered for such virtue. 
And we tell you that those of you in what may be termed 'senior' phases of your physical sojourn, may indeed feel very driven, compelled within the energies of 2014 to 'make things right', and Dearhearts, there is no better time for this, no better energy for this, than the 'Harmonic' phases of 2014. 
Take advantage of this opportunity, and keep in mind that you are in a temporal setting. Change is the nature of physical reality, and things can change in an instant. 
People come and go, and often when you least expect it, someone is here and then gone. Find forgiveness ! Look deeply within and without as these words find a foothold in your heart, and lead to action. 
Closing 
We tell you that 2014 is a time to flow, a time to flower. It will be for many of you a year of great change. There is a new energy on the planet. 
You have created it. There is much yet to do. 
Use this time to find your roles. 
Those of you who have been sitting on the fence, considering taking more committed roles of leadership, writing your book, expressing your inner artistry.. now is your time of actions, finalizing the seeds planted in 2013. 2014 is your year of fruition. 
The energy will support your highest good. 
In 2014 you take your second wind and polish your ability to operate in the New Earth. You take on new missions. 
It is time to gather together and meditate in coherent union for creating the Earth that you want, a Planet of Peace and Spiritual well being. 
It is time to utilize the enhanced creative abilities offered in the Aquarian Shift. 
I am Metatron, and I share with you these Truths. You are Beloved. 
...And so it is...and it is so. 

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FIELD NOTES – PERMISSION TO SPEAK BY KATHY VIK 11-25-13

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As some of you know, but many might not, unless you're a hard core fan, I have a thing for the number 25, and 223. Big events have seemed to happen, for me, on the 25^th. I can't remember much, my memory never too obedient to linear organization, so when dates stick out, they really stick out.

I have always been enchanted by numbers. I learned the alphabet system as a girl, and played with how things added up, and what it might mean, for a very long time. My friend Diane helped me along, and I had many teachers along the way, but never a hard core numerologist. That seemed too fussy, and something I could easily go insane with if I took it too far. Numbers have that sort of effect on me. Intoxicating.

My graduation from nursing school, our wedding, Sam's birth, the date of my presumed death, all of it on the 25^th. The month and year numbers, they're fascinating, as are the relation between the dates. Fascinating. But, the 25^th, it's a theme.

The night of the 24^th, yesternight, I was writing , going at it hard, determined to make my NaNo novel my bitch, 50K in 21 days.

The thing is, as I pushed to just over 45K, I sat at my computer and just got sick as a dog. That lightheadedness, the feeling that I'm going away, fading out, but, on top of that was this jangly feeling, a physical sort of jolty, sharp feeling. I could sort of feel it coming form my open net book. I considered that this was entirely possible, energetically, but seemed like a bit of a dramatic overreaction to a stupid computer. So I sat in front of it, head on the table, actually, feeling like I was going to die, yet again, and finally decided that maybe I should just move from the computer, see how that feels.

I moved to the granny chair, and noticed, while walking there, an immediate cessation of the symptoms. Still thinking I was overreacting, I went back over, sat down in front of Patrick, and got sick again.

I didn't feel like doing or seeing anything, just decided to bag it.

As I drifted off, I realized that tomorrow is the 25^th. It's fitting, I said to myself, to publish on the 25^th. That's why I got sick.

I slept in small chunks of time, through the night, and thankfully drifted off into silence until 8:30.

It was my day to do as I saw fit. I had told my ex I would be using the day to get a job. I didn't want to come home without a new job. But this morning, I knew that the job at hand was to complete this task I'd set in front of me. Today was the day.

I interject that there is a great truth hidden, not yet languaged here, and it needs to be placed here, at the outset.

Through the night, when I would get woken up, and all through the morning, I had a brand new sensation, a brand new awareness. This awareness was crystal clear, sustained, and brilliant.

I realized that I have, for years now, lived in a state of expecting doom, financially. I chant, in my head, “I won't have enough for that bill,” over and over and over, until, guess what? I can't afford to pay that bill. Circumstances come up, or, have you have this happen? When you just get caught up, just have a little bit of ease, and then bam, it's another big expense. The car or a license renewal or dental work.

But, I realized today, this has been putting things in the wrong light. The panic I was always gripped with, it had to do with trying to believe a lie. The truth of the matter is, I always have enough. I never go without. I am financially embarrassed, certainly, and my financial situation could be seen as precarious to some, but I've lived like this all my life.

I have held it as a known fact that I would be wealthy. I had nothing to worry about. I would be taken care of. Under my own steam, I might add, not due to inheritance, although that has always been in the mix, too.

I knew this to my core, a knowing that no one else could ever get on board with, until recently. No one else in my reality saw this as anything short of irresponsible madness. And who could blame them? Not everyone can do this.

I am a magical sort, and I know that my life is blessed somehow. I've always known that too. Special, in a jesus way, in a sacred way, but very mysterious and obscure and hidden. Elusive. And for far too many years, wholly a memory, theoretical, a distant longing for something that no longer seemed to fit with what I;d created to experience.

So, I've never believed in coincidence, always that “it” meant something more. This led to doomed relationships, trusting gut instinct without training, without maturity, without knowing what was mine and what wasn't when mixing with another's energy fields.

This need to remember the web that connects all of us, this led to my love of numbers, that and a constant need for symmetry, brain symmetry, when everything rings true and level, for just that one shining moment. I used to find that in poetry a lot. That's where I'd go if I needed to feel whole, balanced, symmetry.

But then I discovered crop circles, and the more I studied them and really, really fell in love with some of them, it's as if that burning need for symmetry just sort of left me. I don't hunger for it as I once did. When Sam complains about his OCD kicking up, I ask him to google crop circles, and gave him a big stack of ones I'd printed out one night at work.

I realized as the morning went on, and the words kept coming, that it's not going to be that I finished this novel that is making me feel so good about myself. I realized that it needed to be stated somewhere, so I'd remember that point. It is so important. It is this sense of completion within me that I woke up with that sort of allowed me to finish the book. I woke up and realized I had fashioned it wrong, the conclusion. I had been going too far down the wrong direction. It came to me how things needed to go instead, and I deleted several pages this morning, before getting to the picking-out-words-imaging-the-scene work. First time I'd deleted anything of any length.

I had been grateful, upon awakening, that I;d slept on it. I knew I had a better idea. It came in waves, and when fully formed, I got up and got on the computer, ripping things away, and then beginning again.

When it was complete, and the word count was over 50K, I did the necessary word check, and then cut and paste a few things. I posted on the blogs, and then, I got to the nano site.

I put in my word count. Then I did the word validator thing, and then, in front of my eyes, quite slowly, came a banner, black and red, with the word “Winner” spelled out in what looked like blood. Maybe that's not what it looks like at all. It's how I remember it though.

I downloaded a PDF certificate, NaNoWriMo Winner, and I did all of it giggling.

You know, the incremental way life works has always just driven me mental. To the point of just giving up, totally not interested in doing the steps, and royally pissed off that I have to. It seems somehow degrading, to have to do things incrementally. Even housework I usually avoid, simply because it's a first-you-do-this-and-then-you-do-this sort of activity that it just makes me so angry. I hate housework, resent having to be a student, and hate things that happening time. I hated the idea of having to start small. It infuriates me. I can see the end product, why all the steps?

I don;t know if this is a atypical form of madness, or just a lovable personality foible. I don;t act out around it all that much, but I am very well aware that the sense of futility I infused everything with sort of tainted things, making incremental things seem not only demeaning, but utterly pointless.

Such a barrel of laughs, I used to be!

But this morning, as I was getting dressed, ready to begin, I realized that I had things wrong, purposefully wrong, and that part of it is over.

I told myself on the can, out loud, “I know now that I am that I am. I know this. I own this. I know it. And I might have another day of dissonance, where I can't believe any of it, like the day before yesterday, but I just can't see it being able to be prolonged anymore. I think I'll see it for what it is and let it pass. I know this is real. It's real.”

This is before starting to write, you see. Completely sober. Just really clear.

So, I began the work, and was done by the noon hour.

I called the book up on the deeply awake site, got some coffee, and settled in to read the thing, beginning to end.

I cried, I laughed, I was surprised, I re-read certain passages, I aid, “Oh that’s just so beautiful.” I fell in love with it, at my kitchen table, loving each of the characters, noting where my brain got caught, in grammar or semantics or spelling, but I tried m y best to silence that inner editor, and just read through it sort of gliding, allowing it to shake and wobble at certain spots. So what. It's a first draft.

I fell in love with it, and this is all wrapped up with having fallen in deeper and deeper, well, love I guess is the word we're suing for this, with myself, through the morning. This is what pushed the project home.

Tonight I have more money than I had at the start of the day. A generous benefactor wired me a gift, and my ex slipped me a little cash. I have enough, I am rich now, compared to twelve hours ago, and I know what I have done is good.

I spent my Deeply Awake time arguing with myself, with my disbelief. I hit summits of consciousness, and wrote form there, chronicled dreams and meditations, fears and disappointments, losses and change It's part of the tapestry of life. I can tell you, the weave has changed in mine, but this does not negate the transformative power of the suffering each of us has known, if we have been paying attention, if we have been willing to see.

It had been hard here, and each of us should be in deep honor for having survived as light workers even when the place had gone pitch black.

Kryon said something in one of his lectures that spooked me. I knew it was true. I had been having odd revelations about merkahbahs and angels and meteors. And then, in a tape from I think February of 2012, he talked about “a visitor”, a piece of space debris, a comet, or something, that had “visited” our planet, found a “sweet spot” which didn't interfere with any satellite equipment. Kryon said that he wanted to have us think about something for a minute.

He said, there had been prophecies, the energy we had all been born under, long held writings by sages who had predicted the end of the world. And there was an ancient one which said that by the time the visitor entered our skies in 2012, there would be no human life of the planet.

He said, this is what you have changed.

You can call it messianic, or nihilistic, but, how do you argue with something you know is true, because you can feel, from within to without, that it is true? I have long obeyed this language, known there was something else being said all the time, a web connecting it all together, a web of magic and connection and synchronicity, and symmetry.

And I knew it, could see it, when he talked about that close pass, could feel the stillness of the planet saw how its colors had changed, felt the end of a grand opportunity.

I think there are some of us coded to this, who went through other bottlenecks, other times when we knew we had to throw in the towel, had gone too far afield, had misunderstood, or needed to mix it up.

And here we are. We said yes, we are ready, and it began. And now, nearly at the end of this first year of new energy, here we are.

And now ISON, our prophesied blue star, and the weirdly shaped presumed asteroid hanging out in the heavens, and something about the 28^th. I keep getting that the 28^th will be a day for the books. I never know how that sort of message is gong to play out, but I can already feeling myself just internally aware of it, anticipating it, holding a sense of excitement and giddy happiness. I do remember the sensations I got, when I saw the photos of how ISON had turned blue.

These visitors, now, they are special. They are expected. When I saw that image for the first time, I remembered what The Teachers had taught me. That there would be a sign. A star. Around Christmas time. And it would be understood, just known, that something extraordinary was occurring. We would all know it. I felt those words, that personal prophecy, gazing at that photo. Our friend. My friend. Finally here. We did it.

Rather than any of the bleak things that could have happened, this is what we have done. It is real. We are awakened, and more so every day. It is an internally validating thing. It builds on itself, and the end product is rock solid, unshakable knowing of one's worth. An amazing process, really. And we did it! We all did it!

I look back at the tremendous shifts and the healing I have known this year. It is phenomenal. Completion of karma. Laying down of old energy. Hard resets. Unplugging from old patterns, seeing old habits fall away, habits of thought, and feeling, and expectation.

But to come here, to this date, and find that now, I have no more questions, no more fight left, and feel no need to argue against this light anymore.

Today, late, as the sun was setting, it dawned on me I was having a very roomy moment. Gone were the worries I carried so fervently just yesterday, chanting again and again, “I won't have enough,” tussling with the panic. I knew, heard, yesterday, that I was exiting a portal, and this was a final test, of sorts. It would be the last time ti would be so severe, I understood. And the panic did recede, once I imagined the things I have had success imagining, but mainly, it was just knowing that this was at its end, that helped.

Writing about this passage has helped, because I can see there were disparate elements at work. This includes a call, today, from the Hay House Self Publishing rep I have been talking to. It told her I hoped she was ok with my seeing such significance to her calls, the timing of them, the connection we seemed to share. She told me I had sort of inspired her, after our last talk, and she;d gotten her guitar back out, and had written ten songs. She said me telling her about my devotion to this act of creativity had her reach, and she was putting together a band now.

I told her that I think everything would be happening by the 12^th, once she oriented me to the fact it was November. I sat there, at the kitchen table, and I felt stunned. December is just days away? You mean, the solstice is almost here???

Amazing. Snapping back to linear time. I thought about how far we have all come, how different things are now than just a year ago, and asked my friend to call in a couple weeks. I told her that I felt things were about to bust open, but, you know, things change, so, two weeks.

I can feel it. I can feel things lining up. It is incremental. It is. I saw my word count go up, day after day, because I did it in increments.

That old anger has gone from me, and I feel no futility. I feel capable, and this is because I examined everything, remained dissuaded, unwilling to own it, live it, claim it and be it. Why? I have theories, but these are things which only the most tenderhearted will ever know. There are some things I share with only a few.

What's done is done, and all of it seems just a bit flat, at this point. I think now about the thing that used to just psyche me out, a job interview, and now I hold no fear. The things that happen in the workplace, all the indignities and invasions and presumptions that employers make about employees, the scare tactics and power plays and exercises in terrible judgment, I’ll let it ride, and take it al with a grain of salt. I'll find a job, a good one, solid and stable, now, and do so without fear in my heart, no worries about getting found out, and believing whatever anyone thinks is the truth about me.

It's a coalescence of many things, many aspects of a life that was lived earnestly, seeking god, always seeking answers, never really convinced it was anything but a chemical imbalance, something that would keep me alone and poor and friendless. But somehow, I hung on, and today, I'll end with this. Today, my friend Diane, who has been weirdly resistant to all of this, she sent me an email, a link to a youtube video, from the Pleiadian High Council, about what is happening energetically, soulically.

And then, I watched an 11 minute video of my hero, Russell Brand. It was beautifully edited. Russell talked about a shining moment in meditation he had, and it sounded like what I experienced on Christmas Eve. An experience that is beyond dispute, that it is a ll divine, benevolent and loving, what holds it all together, the glue between the molecules, It's love. And we are made of it, you and me. Loved by it. Approved by it.

It makes squawking about writing a book seem like a frill, a detail, and a nice, if over dramatic pursuit. It takes the drama out of everything, set everything right, and allows a lighter heart, as I go through the steps which will make, in the end, more beauty.

Just as each meditation and essay last year helped to build Deeply Awake, fifty thousand words had to be written, character by character, to make Patrick come alive.

Although I remember the frustration with this process, and I honor the wisdom informing it, it is a warped interpretation of the data, running the truth through slippery belief structures that no longer hold up.

I did mirror work today, something I enjoy now, but used to feel uncomfortable doing. I've always seen blazing intelligence, impatience, wickedly sharp humor, and a kind countenance in the mirror, today I aw someone who is unconcerned if these qualities are ever seen in me by another.

And as I owned this, that I am enough for me, and I am whole, divine and beautiful, right now, right here, looking like this, as imperfect as I may appear, I felt a shimmery solidification. I saw my body as glowing, involuntarily so, and I understood that it is true, it is true, we are made of light.

I've gone very far today, without leaving my apartment. I did pick up my son tonight, and he agreed to my reading him Patrick as he lay in bed. We got to Chapter Ten, and he said he was ready to sleep. I asked him what the thought, and he said,

“Mom, you’re going to be a millionaire.”

“Oh, I don't know about hat,” I said.

“I think you already are a millionaire, but the money hasn't come to you yet.”

Then he said that James Patterson is a 99, and I'm about a 96, but I should use more metaphors and similes.

He fell asleep soon after these words, and I use them to close. A little boy of 13, son to a woman who is not like other moms, and he has such high praise. I felt like a little kid getting hugged and congratulated by a parent, and I felt like a mom being unconditionally loved by her son, and I felt like a writer who'd just discovered a fan.

I didn't think I could write a novel, because being so close to characters would drive me into madness, I'd never return, like a non-drug induced trip from which you never return.

Writing instead became a process of integration, of seeing actual slivers of myself come alive, make decisions, act congruently, for them. I saw how big I’d been thinking, how small my life had been, and held such deep compassion for the boredom and humility I'd known as a nurse, wondering as I thought about the subplots and character voice, how it was that I'd managed to sane not writing fiction.

It hadn't been time, now it is.

I am so grateful I finally have permission to speak.

I had my first Reiki session about 2 months ago, and had my Reiki I class a month after that. So I am just beginning my journey in the energy work arena, but I am looking forward to constantly growing.

SHIFTING INTO IMMORTAL MORPHIC RESONANCE

With its relentless solar flares and a magnetic field that is set to flip, our sun continues to be a major catalyst of an aggressive, planetary wide repolarization.

People everywhere are feeling the transforming effects of a super amplified energy field that is now entering. From physical body changes to non-stop 'downloads' and developing new abilities, the intensity of upgrade is undeniable.

Could it be that the cosmic rays rippling through our sun are recoding our atomic structures to quicken our vibratory spin? Certainly with less density, we can translate greater spectrums of light frequency. We may even transition out of our carbon skinsuits and into that of multidimensional silicon crystal!   

LOCKING IN THE NEW ENERGY

The ability to translate and benefit from these high energy particles is proportionate to the rate at which we are vibrating and the quantity of light that we can absorb. Moreover, this new energy requires a substantial circuitry upgrade in our bodily system.


Energy System Upgrades ~

Everyone requires expanded physiological circuitry in order to receive and convert the higher energy voltage. If you do not have the new wiring, you are not properly translating the new encodement. Most of the younger generation and new children today are born with it.     

Morphogenetic Field Influence ~

We gradually receive the upgraded circuitry when we are vibrating at a level of integrated purity and stabilized heart-mind coherence. This is directly related to the field of morphic resonance from which we are abiding and receiving data transference.

DEFINITION OF MORPHIC FIELD  

To review, morphogenetic fields contain the developmental  blueprints for species types. Simply put, they program our future. All conscious creation, from micro to macro, is manifested through these imprinting field templates.         

The theories of morphogenetic fields have been greatly influenced by Rupert Sheldrake, biochemist and author of more than 80 scientific papers and several books. He says that genes and gene products are not enough to explain how we develop and that there is a telepathy-type connection that transfers biological information.   

Sheldrake coined the term, 'morphic resonance' which is described as the invisible, energetic pathway through which all thoughts and ideas are filtered. This resonance involves the influence of like upon like. This is the influence of patterns of activity on subsequent similar patterns of activity, an influence that passes through space and time from past to present, regardless of physical distance.   

His research findings reveal that there is a built-in memory within nature, which is part of its evolution and biological development. The theory suggests that similar things in the past affect similar things in the now and this is what holds systems together. 

1. The Morphic Resonance of Mass Humanity

Time, Fear, Division, Degeneration and Death

To review, the morphic field of collective consciousness can be described as a time-coded field of cumulative memory that sustains a corrupted, degenerative script.

The mass of the race is operating from a morphic resonance that has been largely created by highly repetitive and habitual motions of belief, cultural traditions, and extremely polarized emotional and mental constructs.

Up until this new planetary cycle, these repeating patterns have become the encoded blueprint, locking humanity's evolution onto a robotic wheel of suffering and limitation. This collective consciousness is responsible for what the entire planet manifests as a reflection of where the 'whole' is vibrating.

The challenge for us all is to lift ourselves completely from the influence of this hypnotic field of influence and its tenacious pull upon our sense faculties.

Timelesnesss, Love, Unity, Regeneration, Immortality

A new morphogenetic field is anchoring. With support from the incoming solar transmissions, we are quickly transitioning from one template of evolutionary instruction into another.

This new matrix holds the encodement for a type of 'superhuman' blueprint for each individual and the whole of the race. This blueprint is also cohered to solar, galactic and universal holographic templates of higher evolution.

'Experiential immorality' is to have the ability to traverse a wide spectrum of dimensional frequencies, at will. To live as an 'immortal' is to be completely transcended from the pull of matter-bound consciousness and its driving impulses that bind the limited perception.

PATRICK HEARS VOICES IS COMPLETE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PATRICK HEARS VOICES, THE LIGHT HOUSE By Kathy Vik

***Facebook, Temple Illuminatus, Saviors of Earth and City of Shamballa don't allow such long posts. Please, please, go to the wordpress or the lightworkers.org site to read the novel, ok???***

Here it is, my lighthouses! This is a novel about unusual people, people like me, like you, those who are harmless, kind and awake.

This is a book written for NaNoWriMo, an annual event with international participants, a bunch of dreamers who decide to use November as the month to write a novel, 50,000 words in 30 days.

Please keep in mind, this is a sfd, as Anne Lamott would call it. It's the first draft, and it's rough, but it sings, it really really sings, and the changes I'll need to make will be minimal.

Please enjoy this work, share it, but PLEASE, include the copyright, include my websites, and include your thoughts on it.

Writing is less a solitary act than I'd been led to believe. I feel more populated, more in-company now than at any other time in my life. But, hearing form you, knowing how you feel about what I've done, this matters to me. It matters.

Please be generous with your thoughts, and if you are in a position to do so, please consider donating to me. My shift work dried up this month, allowing me to write this, but, guys, I'm in a world of hurt at present.

I know that this is what comes next, and I am unworried about how things will proceed. I feel confident about Patrick, Ellie, Bill, Bernie, Daniel, Indra and Kevin. I know where they're going, and as I write this, they are all laughing and saying,”That's what you think.”

Tell me what you think, and if you want to tell me with your credit card, I won't turn your generosity away. I'll celebrate over it, and probably cry, and pee, a little bit.

I love you, my dear reader, and hope that you find joy and love in the story in front of you. It is given to you from my heart of hearts, and I send it out, now, with profound reverence for what I have been blessed to give to you, my dear dear friend, someone I want only to comfort, encourage, embolden and soothe.

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Like everything else in life, the spiritual path has a trick to it that they never tell you about. They tell you how you should think and feel: “Accept all things evenly, as coming from God”; “Desire nothing, cling to nothing”; “Let the world be as ashes in your mouth.” 

What they don’t tell you is that this state is impossible to achieve in a real, meaningful way by one’s self. 

We need a guru or an embodied spiritual agent acting upon us to truly transform ourselves. Not even Jesus or Gautama Buddha did it by themselves: they were receiving lots of guidance and support from the spirit side; the Buddha even used a tree spirit to get enlightened, the technique that will be described presently. 

The reason for this is that we, by ourselves, can banish thought forms, but we can’t keep them from returning unless we have considerable will 
power to begin with. Since most of us are pretty flabby, we need to borrow strength to be able to control our impulses. It takes self-confidence to have self-confidence; it takes discipline to have discipline; it takes faith to have faith, and hope to have hope. 

If we’re starting out from zero, as most of us are, especially once we’ve removed the thought forms which offered us protection in the form of phony self-confidence, phony discipline, phony faith, and phony hope, then we have to have someone or something giving us energy to prop up the confidence, discipline, faith, and hope which we lack. 

If we have a human guru, then this is his or her main function as far as we are concerned. A guru doesn’t really teach us anything so much as point a direction, and then support us like a crutch until we are able to walk in that direction by ourselves. 

This is done through a “bending” of light fibers: the guru’s light fibers 
act directly upon the disciple’s fibers and bend them in the same direction as the guru’s fibers. They force the disciple’s fibers to conform to, or match, the guru’s fibers. There’s nothing out of the ordinary in this – this is precisely how parents bend their children’s fibers as well. It’s a magical process, which can’t be described in words, although it can be seen. 

The overt process connected to it – the parent fastening his or her own thought form to the child’s light fiber (better said: the parent teaching the child a thought form congruent to the parent’s to attach to the newly bent light fiber) – is what we call learning by imitation. But this is just the mind level of what’s happening: the most superficial manifestation of a very complex process, much of it taking place when both parties are asleep. 

For those of us who don’t have gurus, it is necessary to go to nature spirits to borrow the energy we 
need to keep ourselves straight. The light fibers of nature spirits gently engage our own, and by their brilliance they dissolve the importance coverings left by banished thought forms. They align our fibers with theirs, and shake off the extraneous casings that imprison our fibers. The only difference between a human guru and a nature spirit is that the latter operates much more slowly and gently than the former; it can take months or years of going to the same nature spirit daily to obtain the same effect that a human guru can give with one swift blow. 

In particular, the earth is a highly salubrious spirit, with great power not only to heal but also to absorb and dissipate negative energy and every sort of spiritual and emotional heaviness, as well as chronic illness. The usual procedure is to dig a trench perhaps two feet deep and somewhat longer than your body. Line the trench with sawdust or leaves so you will have a soft bed and pillow to 
lie on. Disrobe and wrap yourself in a sheet with only your face exposed. The sheet serves as a protection against e.g. ants. You can do without the sheet if you’re the intrepid type. Then lie down in the trench and have someone cover you with a layer of earth up to your neck, with your head sticking out. Insect repellant can be used to keep bugs away. 

If you are very sick or are in desperate need of lightening up, you should remain buried for 12 hours (dawn to dusk) the first time you bury yourself, and for at least 6 – 8 hours on subsequent burials. Average people need only a 4-hour burial to tune themselves (there’s not much point in doing it for less than 4 hours at a stretch). 

Although this may strike you as an odd thing to do, you might just find that being buried is one of the most enjoyable experiences you’ve ever had. The earth herself is your hostess, and she will do her best to comfort, nourish, and entertain 
you. 

The sun is also a powerful spirit who can help you open your heart. Stand facing him (early morning is best) with your chest bare and your palms open to the sunlight. Feel his rays on your left breast warming up your heart. You should do this exercise for a few minutes every day. Semi-cloudy conditions also permit doing the exercise so long as there is some shadow. 

Other useful nature spirits include water and rock spirits, which can cleanse and solidify us, respectively; and anyone who is only mildly psychic can find such spirits easily enough. They are often found in public parks, since these spirits often direct humans – who may quite unaware of what’s going on at a conscious level – to create parks around them. But since tree spirits are readily available to almost everyone, we’ll limit our further discussion to them. 

People are using tree spirits all the time. Any time you have sat under a tree to read, or write, 
or relax, you have followed your true feelings to find a proper tree spirit, and then you’ve plugged your feelings into it. Your mind, your concepts, may be saying, “Oh, how lovely! Pretty day, blue sky – let’s go sit under a tree.” And you just sit there and don’t know what is happening; but your body knows it. Your body goes there because it needs it; and it knows exactly where to go, what to do there, and when to leave. 

Tree spirits are noble and generous beings, with a particular affinity for humans, which is all the more remarkable considering the wholesale genocide we have practiced on them. It’s not that trees mind being taken for wood; they understand the necessities of humans. 

But logging could be done with a trifle more respect for the lives being taken than is now being done. We should be respectful to our trees; and if we have to cut one down, we should tell it we’re sorry and explain why we have to do it. This 
is what the Mayan Indians of Guatemala have always done (but they have recently abandoned this practice under the influence of Christianity) 

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Society has trained us to feel that we must make other people accept our feelings and point of view in order for them to be valid. And this leads to difficulties, since we can’t get validation from another person until we feel valid within ourselves; and we can’t do that until we feel worthy of love; and we can’t do that until we can validate and love others. 

This is why trees are so important in the practice. The light fibers of trees spread out and envelope us without any thought form rationality of “I’m valid”, “You’re valid”, etc. The tree just embraces us lovingly, with no judgments, and that makes our own fibers shine. It makes us know and believe in our true feelings from a light fiber (rather than a mind) point of view; little-by-little it puts us in a proper mood – 
makes us feel light and strong. 

Trees strengthen our essential being so we know what our desires are; not the desires of our parents, teachers, or society, but our own true desires, our intent, the reason we were born. Only trees can truly validate us because they don’t deal on a mental level. Trees help to anchor us in our own true feelings – they give us steadiness and sobriety, so we are not so easily swayed by banished thought forms trying to reassert themselves. 

In actual practice, it is most effective to resort to the same tree spirit or spirits every day – or better yet, every night, after you’ve already had a few hours sleep – for weeks or months at a time, rather than to go to different trees all the time (unless you have some specific need, such as a healing). This is because the effect of a tree spirit is incremental, and almost imperceptible at first. 

Only after you’ve resorted to the same tree daily for a 
long time will you begin to consciously feel what that tree is doing to you; although here and there you run into a tree who really socks it to you. 

However, you can talk to a tree at any time, from your first visit, if you like; though there are trees that don’t have much to say, and which frankly eschew small talk. However, no tree prefers this form of communication, and no tree will talk to you if you’re acting stupidly. 

You “talk” with trees in your mind, like a two-way conversation going on in your thoughts. Perhaps the easiest way to begin a dialogue with a tree spirit is via automatic writing, the same way you communicate with your thought forms and spirit guides. But after a little practice it’s easy enough to dispense with the necessity of writing. 

When you first go to a tree that you’ve never met before, touch it very lightly. Say hello, introduce yourself, stroke the tree, and show it respect and affection. 
Ask what it can teach you or do for you, because every tree has its own special knowledge to share. Then thank the tree, kiss it goodbye, and leave. Stay at a tree until you feel it’s time to go. Your first visits to a tree will probably be longer than subsequent visits, since once the tree knows you it doesn’t take it long to tune your fibers. 

It’s best to sleep at a tree; next best is to doze, or just turn off your mind and listen to sounds, or meditate. But even sitting there thinking or reading has its beneficial effect; it’s just that the tree can perform its work more easily if you have your mind turned off. You can bring a groundcloth, pillow, mosquito net, or whatever else you may need to make yourself comfortable. The tree is not going to be impressed that you are sitting in e.g. a lotus position, if that is not truly a comfortable position for you. The important thing is to just relax. 

Observe that you must not kill bugs, 
because trees regard that as a violation of their hospitality – one of their guests killing another – so if bugs bother you, shoo them away gently, or use insect repellant or netting. 

You have to touch trees very lightly, in all senses. You have to be respectful. If the tree directs you to climb it, you do so agilely and nimbly, not heavily and clumsily. You don’t blather and wipe your self-importance over trees like you do with the people you meet; you keep your thought forms (excuses, doubts, etc.) to yourself, because trees don’t relate to them. 

It’s a good idea to bring tree spirits little gifts now and then, such as flowers, pretty stones, or special foods you have prepared lovingly yourself (a token portion will suffice). You don’t have to do this every time you visit a tree – you’re not trying to bribe it, but just give it a little joyous gift now and then as you would to a dear friend. 

One wouldn’t suppose 
that spirits would care about such things, but in fact they are delighted with little presents and the thoughtfulness behind them. They themselves will sometimes ask you to bring them a little something on your next visit. 

Occasionally a tree spirit will give you a little gift in return: a piece of bark that breaks off in your hand by itself, or leaves or needles that fall on you as you sit or lie under the tree, or which stick to your clothes when you get up. 

Ask the tree, “Is this a little gift for me?” and if the tree answers in the affirmative, thank it and regard its present as a true gift of power. 

Such power gifts should be placed in a small cloth bag and worn around the neck, or placed under your pillow at night, to keep the power of the tree spirit with you even when you are not physically with it. Whatever you do, don’t break off a piece of bark on your own account: trees don’t care for crassitude. 

One 
thing you should ask the tree spirit is what its specialty is, since all tree spirits have particular virtues. There are tree spirits who grant wishes, make you loving, and build your self-confidence. There are trees who can help you lighten your spirit, and others who can put you in touch with repressed grief. There are trees who facilitate gazing, lucid dreaming, and seeing the future. There are trees who can help you put your life into perspective, inspire you artistically, and heal your body and spirit. 

You might ask what would happen if you go to the wrong tree. The answer is that this can never happen; there is no wrong tree, and whatever tree you find yourself at is the right tree, no matter how you got there. Ideas like right / wrong – “Am I doing this right?” – such ideas only apply to the world of concepts. In the world of feelings, there is no right or wrong, only here and now. 

How do you feel? No one can answer that 
question but you, so take responsibility for what you’re doing. The only way to learn how to trust your feelings is by trusting them. 

Although trees don’t operate on a concept level, they are capable of talking to you. But this is not the main way they communicate, and to turn your time with them into a dialogue would be to tangle yourself up in concepts again, and take time away from their true healing function. So once you’ve learned to talk to them, best let them initiate any conversations, unless you have some pressing question to ask. 

Somewhere in your vicinity, in a nearby park or woods perhaps, there is one particular tree, which is your own special tree, no matter who you are, or whatever virtues are proper to that particular tree. There has to be such a tree near you, because you couldn’t live in an area that was too far from a special tree of your own without soon going crazy. 

It’s worthwhile to search around a 
bit to locate your own special tree – and if you go looking for it, I guarantee you will find it, whether you can talk with trees or not. In all likelihood you know it already. Your special tree can tune all your fibers at once. 

Sleeping, dozing, or just sitting under your special tree relaxes you completely, removes all your cares, and soothes your inmost soul. You feel that you are at home, exactly where you belong. The warmth, joy, and complete acceptance that you feel at your special tree are enough to recharge your batteries for days.Like us, trees have their own individual qualities which set them apart from each other. Inevitably, we are not ‘in touch’ with this concept as our ancestors were, and for thousands of years they would have depended for their survival on an intimate knowledge of the different trees, which furnished them with food, medicine, fuel, building materials etc. 
In the British Isles, this knowledge evolved into a particular form, the Celtic Ogham system. This was first recorded in medieval manuscripts such as the Book of Ballymote (1391). Here we find that each character in the Ogham Alphabet is related to a particular tree, and its associated power and energy. Ogham is in fact a means of communicating via encoded symbolism and poetic metaphor, its complexity mirroring the diversity of the forest that formed the constant backdrop to life in early Britain and Ireland. 

Turning to more recent times, during the 1920’s and 30’s Dr Edward Bach was discovering and developing his system of healing using Flower Remedies. Many of these use trees: oaks, chestnut, aspen, willow etc. and are all powerful yet gentle psychic healers. 
More modern writers are now covering the subject from different angles, and personally I have found ‘Tree Wisdom’ by Jacqueline M. Paterson (Thorsons Publishers) very interesting. 

What follows is my own attempt at synthesising the information from these sources, and I sincerely hope you will find it useful. 

EARTH (Prosperity and success) 

Yew: Able to live for thousands of years, the yew spirit is a witness to the passage of our immortal souls through many lifetimes. It offers a glimpse of eternity, a reminder of our direct contact with past, present and future. 

Elder: A tree of regeneration and rebirth, sacred to the Earth Mother, with every part of the tree blessed with healing powers. If we respect its powerful, primeval presence, the elder spirit will honour us with protection, healing and guidance. 

Oak: Strength, endurance, courage, inner nourishment. A doorway to other dimensions, to higher realms of truth, to the wisdom of elemental power. The oak is high king, guardian of the fertility of the land and its people. 

Elm: A tree of mystery, home to the elven folk. Restores our life force by cleansing any feelings which inhibit its flow – i.e. despair, despondency, self-doubt, unworthiness. It encourages renewed faith in the value of our life’s work. 

AIR (Knowledge and inspiration) 
Beech: "There is nothing new under the sun – only truth and beauty" – so counsels the beech. Her gentle magic can inspire us to let go of old patterns and fixed attitudes, and to see more of the good that is in the world. 

Aspen: Shields us from fear and anxiety, and helps us to feel more trustful of the unknown, unseen and unfamiliar. Aspen helps us to connect with and manifest the source of our inner strength. 

Pine: Purifies, cleanses, transforms our negative moods and self-judgement. Pine heightens our awareness and our perspective, revealing new insights and refreshing our spirit. 

Birch: New beginnings, birth, inception. The vital force, powerful in its shining innocence, symbolising the positive aspects of the process of constant change, driving out old, stale energy to make way for a fresh start. 

Hazel: Knowledge , wisdom, intuition, creative leaps beyond the bounds of normal perception. Connection with the wellsprings of consciousness, fostering communication, self-discovery and creativity 

Gorse: A hardy tenacious shrub, gorse has an aura of contentment, fulfilment, optimism. Even in winter its flowers glow with the sunshine of renewed hope and inner strength 
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FIRE (Energy and change) 
Holly: Balance, centredness, integrity. Holly shows its vivid, shining presence even in the depths of winter. Helps us to avoid fiery over-reactions towards others, arising from our oversensitivity and impatience. 

Rowan: Its scarlet berries have the brilliance of a beacon on a mountain top. Used in divination, healing, and whenever protection is needed against unwelcome spirits and unwanted influences. 

Heather: A tonic for a jaded spirit, reviving and soothing. It also restores our trust in the perfection of the universe, and the unfolding of our life process within it. 

Hawthorn: A healer of the heart, a tree of joyous festivities, the marriage of love and life in action – perhaps after a period of inaction, restraint, self-denial, reflection. Guardian of sacred springs and wells. 

Blackthorn: A guide through the darkness, back to the light. Helps us face our deepest fears and buried emotions, our dark side. This is a process of cleansing and renewal, leading to a sudden, spontaneous flowing of the spirit. 

WATER (Healing and Love) 
Alder: Alder finds its strength in water, but it also has fiery qualities. If we are feeling emotionally drained or diverted , it can help us find the determination to stay true to our purposes when circumstances threaten to overwhelm us. It is also an oracle of vision and foresight, helping us to prepare wisely for the future. 

Willow: Its miraculous fertile life force helps us to be more sensitive to the ebb and flow of our deepest feelings, dreams, visions, intuitions. It teaches us how the growth of understanding is rooted in total acceptance of our life situation, as it is, now. 

Ash: The world tree of the ancients, spanning the universe, connecting everything. It links the inner and outer worlds, helping us to assimilate knowledge gained on a psychic level, and to manifest it in practical ways. It also strengthens our will-power and resolve. 

Apple: A symbol of beauty, love, inner and outer harmony. It symbolises living life to the full, focusing mind and heart together positively. Whilst life’s fruitfulness is there to be enjoyed, we must also make choices and learn not to dissipate our energy in the pursuit of too many goals. 

Ivy: A tenacious climber, ivy represents the inner search for the higher self, the spiral dance through the maze of life’s challenges. In this process of self-transformation, originality and uniqueness are the keys to unlock habitual patterns of behaviour. 

Spend time with trees and you begin to tune into their individual growth patterns, the particular way each tree expresses its life force. Be patient, trust the evidence of your senses, be open to whatever you are feeling. Your very openness is also your gift to the tree, the gift of your own true nature. In return, your senses will be heightened as you experience some aspect of the energy emanating from the tree, even if it is only the timeless peace within its shade, or the way its branches dance to the song of the wind…….. 
There are many ways to bring tree spirits into your life. Select a small twig or leaf to carry as a token; cut a wand, rod or staff to actively focus on particular energies; burn the bark or sawdust as an incense; weave garlands and decorations; carve a simple charm or amulet; include a seed or leaf in a medicine pouch; and so on. In my work I use wood from all these trees to carve attractive pendants, brooches, bracelets, necklaces and other items. 


Blessings 
Valerie 

http://www.spiritoftheforest.co.uk/spirit.htm 
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10 Signs that Says You Are a Mystic

KUNDALINI REIKI is THE Powerhouse of Reiki!!!!

What can Kundalini Reiki do for you?

Kundalini Reiki activates the Kundalini which is based at the base of the spine which brings greater experience of peace and balance of the female/male energies thus experiencing total union within. Kundalini Reiki is extremely safe, and to experience it is truly a shift and acceleration on your spiritual path.

Kundalini has its own sense of direction. Its natural flow is up the spine and out the top of the head; along that path it brings new awareness, new abilities, and transcendental states. As the plant reaches toward light, the Kundalini pushes us to reach for enlightenment; it removes any energy blocks in its way..

You may wish to further enhance your Reiki power by receiving Kundalini Reiki Attunements and opening up your self to those energy fields known as Kundalini. Much like Usui Reiki it is given in three attunements. There is no formal pre-requisite to receiving Kundalini Reiki, although I believe it is best to be attuned to Reiki 1-3  to understand the full force of Kundalini.

Kundalini is opening yourself to the earths energies. Just like Usui Reiki, Kundalini Reiki means certain Chakras and healing channels are opened up in you. Kundalini is also known as "Kundalini Fire" because after ones attunement through Kundalini the energy runs all the way up through the body through the "main energy channel" and out the crown Chakra.

You do not need to be attuned to any other sort of Reiki to receive this attunement. All who are interested in this form of Reiki must begin with Kundalini Reiki 1 and work your way up through 2 and then Masters. I will explain exactly how in the manual I provide after your attunement.


Kundalini I

The first attunement clears healing pathways to allow the unobstructed flow of  energy. Simultaneously, you are prepared for the Kundalini stimulation in Kundalini Reiki 2. This step  further stimulates the Crown, Third eye, Throat and hand chakras. You are taught to perform a complete healing treatment and to heal remotely from a distance.

Kundalini II

Kundalini Reiki 2 - Microcosmic channels are enhanced. Gradual kundalini awakening occurs with  the front and rear meridians coaxing the Kundalini “fire.” Kundalini flow reaches the Hara, the Solar plexus chakra. It paves the way for the final Kundalini 3.
 

Kundalini Master III

Kundalini Reiki 3 (Kundalini Reiki Master) - The previous channels are widened one last time. Energy conduits to Sex and Base chakras are blasted open.

The Kundalini “fire” is strengthened and trickles up and beyond Crown chakra. Your aura is reinforced against stressors, psychic attack and phsyical ills. It is with Kundalini Level III that you can finally attune other people to the same level (or lower) than yourself.

Please be aware, Kundalini Reiki Level III by no means causes a full Kundalini Rising. Kundalini rising takes a year or so of meditation on each chakra. Kundalini Reiki is one such method that can cut down this lengthy training time.

Should you desire full kundalini awakening, take up courses in Indian chakra meditation, pranayama and Japanese Ki healing. Take it further and study the various resonance frequencies of the chakras. It's been theorized that playing certain frequencies stimulate chakra awakenings and lead to Kundalini rising.

Here is my BONUS for you:

Once you reach Kundalini Level III resonance, I will attune you also until level 6 if you feel the need for a more penetrating energy flow. The following options are available and are included in this package for you: 

Kundalini Reiki Booster 1-2-3
(Kundalini Reiki 4-5-6)

These attunements fortifies the previously received attunements, Kundalini Reiki 1-2-3. After each booster, the chakras, the main energy channel and the meridians to the hands are widened and strengthened. After Kundalini Booster 3, your resonance to summon Reiki will have been increased approx. 100 percent! You will also be able to pass on the Kundalini Reiki Booster 1-2-3 Attunements.


You will also be attuned to these extra power with Kundalini II

Note: Inbetween each Attunement, you have to wait a minimum of 2 days to integrate the energies into your aura.

In SUMMARY:

Kundalini Reiki is possibly the simplest and most effective form of healing and Self-development system that exists!

By opening and strengthening the energy channels of the body, it is possible to channel healing Reiki energy to yourself and others, just by intention.

Kundalini Reiki was brought to this Earthly plane by my friend Ole Gabrielsen, who is a Master of Meditation and has inspired many people throughout the world.  Kundalini Reiki is a direct result of Ole's  many hours of Holy Communion with Master Kuthumi.

Master Kuthumi is the Chohan of the second Ray and is also known as Koot Hoomi and is connected to the Crown Chakra and The Temple of Love, Wisdom and Understanding.

I will work with Master Kuthumi as well during the giving of the attunements.

FIELD NOTES – IN A STATE SUCH AS THIS BY KATHY VIK 11-22-13

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When writing Deeply Awake, oftentimes I thought of myself as a bit of a spiritual reporter, someone who liked going down rabbit holes, and sending notes, in pails, up the the surface now and then.

I feel that way again, now, but this is something new, something different, I feel freer, now. I am now, thankfully, without my faithful companion, doubt.

I puzzled over all of this so much, because it mattered to me. I did not speak of it freely, not at all, during most of my time here, just because, I needed to make sure I had it right. I would balk at seers and bloggers who speak with crashing authority, but still in highly linear terms, still bending low to gods, still looking at self and coming up short, and being mad about it.

I would read some folks, and just be floored at their arrogance. It used to crush me, that I didn't have their marketing skills, but, there it is, the idea of selling this stuff, holing it hostage for a few rectangular, quite ugly, pieces of paper, or zeroes in a bank account. So, I did the poor me thing, but, riding along with it, always, was this sense that they didn't have things quite as sussed as they should, before opening for business.

That is a gloomy way to live, and I stopped thinking that way. Although I think the way UFO stuff has been interpreted is pretty dark, how full it remains of creepy duality, intrigue, mystery. Men have warped truth into monsters that eat human flesh and do science experiments on us like lab rats. It's pretty dark, a lot of it.

But to me, that's just an interpretation, an understandable one, but laughable. Are there lesser, darker beings here along with us? Maybe. But I have seen people who have given themselves over to darkness, and they can get pretty nightmarish, without scales or putrid smells. I am done with thinking anything but that I will probably be surprised with how huge, and clever, and amazing it is, once the galactic piece is clearer. But it's just the god-the-father overlay to think that galactics are among us, unless you want to consider those of us who know we aren't from around here.

You see, I just had an amazing experience, and it is this that I need to cement, make real, and hold a light on, for all time.

I drove home this morning after dropping Sam off at school, and as I drove home, I could not access one bad thought. Not one worry, no anxiety. It was all real solid, a good, grounded happiness, not thin and cute, but strong and sturdy, this happiness. A great fondness for myself, I think, is what was its strongest generator. I thought good thoughts, not trying to, they just came.

I remember driving by a house, and there was a “For Sale” sign on the front lawn. I imagined moving in there, and realized it would feel too fussy for me. I need funky. And with that, I was off, imagining where we are going to live, and, you know, now, it feels very immediate. I have felt that the last two days. Immediate change. I can't imagine how that could happen, so it seems odd and sort of erroneous, but it also feels really, really good.

So, I hung with those thoughts, and it was all sweetness and light, all the way home. I came home and continued some correspondence, checked out the web. I found a Kryon post on www.lightworkers.org, and that is highly irregular, so I read it. I was The Recalibration of Self Part I, and it spoke to me about light and dark, and about ascension, I think, but there were two or three themes that I had needed to hear, but hearing them (reading them, I mean), I started to get a brain itch, a need, a restlessness.

I needed to go to the Kryon site. I needed to check this year. I scrolled, but knew that's not where I needed to go. I scrolled back up, and felt I needed to listen to The Ascended Doors of the DNA. I listened to the pre-party, liked it, started to feel good, kept playing my restaurant game on my phone.

Then the big event came, and, within a few minutes, the phone was down, the glasses were off, and I was with him, them, away, getting helped.

Four doors, they explained, four doors which we can't open yet, because it's not time, spoken in February of 2013.

I understood, from the first few sentences, I was needed in front of my computer this morning. It was necessary for me to have heard that today. I needed, wanted confirmation, and now, thanks to Lee Carroll, Kryon , and me, I have it.

The information is still too abstracted within me to stretch out and discuss, point by point. As I listened, I thought, I don't need to, don't want to, no need to share what I think I have done. Those who read me know, I kept realizing. Those who read me will know, some of them. They will understand. And they will know, only because they are also aware of what I am aware of.

What I know comes through this writing, has informed it and enlivened it. What I know now was just a doubt, for many, many years. The pain this doubt created was excruciating. The waiting was really hard. Let's just be honest about this.

I understand that what I know is new to the age, but it is so old, so revered, and so comprehensive. I feel a bone connection to places I no longer long for, know are within my breath, inside my heart, waiting on my tongue, for the words, said in peace and reverence, for a remembering of what is real.

How magnificent, that the wonderful feeling I felt while looking out of my window at the mountains, while Kryon was talking, it is still here. Still feeling like it's now something I am wearing, but inside my skin, something I can feel from the inside, coming from everything.

We know that had we talked like this only five years ago, well, it just wasn't time for it, was it? It has only been the last several weeks that I have been feeling very different, very expanded, easily remembering things, bigger things, upon awakening, not having to dig myself out of a huge pile of pain to get to the truth of it, to start feeling good again.

It's as if the things that used to just break my heart, just fill me with a poignant feeling of imperfection, that is gone. It's just gone. The sad feeling I used to carry with me, that there is no point, that's gone too. There is no futility. There is no futility. There is no futility.

Do you have any idea how revolutionary this is, coming form me? Do you have any idea how depressed and full of despair I was, most of my life? Filtering through to me, on the happiest of occasions, was a weird sort of doom feeling, that things aren't right, and may never be right. That's sort of how I felt, most of the time.

How odd to find out that this is actually not so far from how things could have gone. My teachers, when they explained about ascension, it was rarely about the mechanics of personality structure. They talked about how things really are. That ascension is how planets evolve. That it is normal and beautiful, it is sacred and it is complex, and it is possible to understand. It is real, and it's ok to feel these things so deeply. It's ok to remember.

Although I am happy to think of my larger self as Pleadian, I will tell you, I think that is pretty limiting. I was told I came from Antares, one night, in the parking lot of a hospital, on my smoke break. A red flash. I kept hearing “Quasar,” and I googled it and learned about space stuff right after that, but I have no idea if Antares turned into a quasar, or I am from somewhere else. Does it matter? They're details. They are riding along with me, and I don't access that stuff by pondering what color my skin is on other worlds, I get there by knowing that I have lives going on, right now, on far away galaxies, and we are connected with my consciousness and heart. I can join in as much as I want. They'd like that. But it's all up to me, and this DNA of mine.

What we are capable of imagining is a result of how our DNA is functioning. This is a time of massive DNA acceleration, for those who have spoken their intent for it. Mine was spoken long ago. This is why I am here. Everything else is details. My sister knows of this madness, and we rarely speak of it, but one day, on the way home from Central City, she asked me what I thought my purpose was. Without hesitation, with a clarity that frankly surprised me, I said, “Ascension.”

it's all that has mattered, and although I got as hung up as the next person on who likes me and who doesn’t, all that old stuff just feels like fussy filigree. It's just fading into a blur, and it really just doesn't matter.

I have always felt that if I am not putting people at their ease, I am bad. And I think that is only a dysfunctional stance when I surrounded myself with people who could not, would not, simply refused to do anything but criticism, hate, fear, name call, minimize, resent me, their circumstances, their government, themselves.

It's only really stupid to love when those around you prefer punishing such behavior.

I learned early to hide my light, and to expect brutality from people who said they loved me. That goes for employers, lovers, friends, family. The whole lot of it.

But those were different times, you see? There have been upgrades, changes, beautifications, all along the way, but just like the 100^th strawberry, sometimes it just takes a perfect moment for things to turn. In this case, they have turned sweeter, more gentle, more recognizable.

I know that these ascended doors open slowly. I saw, while listening, how my summer and fall were the opening of the never alone door. I am not alone. I am comfortable with my multiplicity. I am beginning to sense my imprint.

I want to dwell within the light that was given to me on Christmas Eve, all golden and liquid intelligence, true recognition of how much everyone loves each other, understanding how I am physically constructed out of love, benevolence, creativity, source. It was something I want to know all the time, and like that, a moving golden take-your-breath-away reality. Where I could see into other galaxies, or at my son's hair, flittering in the air the heater spat out. I'd like to be able to materialize things in my hands, heal infirmities, channel 24/7. I'd like all of that. I was told at a young age that this sort of love, loving everything, seeing everything as creator, this would be what I would have. I thought it seemed like a good goal.

Growing up was hard, being an adult, in this timeline, not easy either, but here's the thing. I look back on the challenges, and I can't feel the pain anymore. It's not there. I see the sense, the timing, the way x moved me to z, but I grieve nothing. And neither, in this state, do I fear anything in the future. It is an impossibility, here. Not a faux pas, an impossibility.

AS I have said from the beginning, I do not know how long I will be able to sustain this, and so , I am writing about it, to capture what this is like, so I can remember. I try to be clear, use anchors I can remember, and I worry this has been yet another cryptic essay, rather than being a song of celebration. However it comes off, it's ok by me. I know I will be helped if I read it again, and, like all of these essays, I don't doubt there are other messages, coded within, ready to bump into me and wake me up, if I do re-read.

I know this isn't for everyone, and that's more than fine. Not everybody wants to think or live the way I do. No biggie.

But with the change comes the hope for the future. Those who cannot act and think and be in their love, those who must fear, and must drink its koolaid to feel “normal,” those days are done. It's over. It's just so over. And when the young ones come in, they're the ones who passed away clinging to old ways, the old energy still their only yardstick. But everything changes, in this new energy, within the DNA there are changes, now, and these changes will ease the burdens of the ones so set to carry them for eternity. The burdens of fear and anxiety and worry, of separation and suspicion and derision, they are ended. These are weak constructs, and they will fall, and from here on out, those who come back in have a new set of rules to start off with.

And you know how this came about? People like you and me. People who found no satisfaction with dogma, but were drawn to spiritual things. And many who pursued none of them this lifetime, just holding that high energy, on vacation. But, I think I want to pat you on the back today, actually.

High consciousness, to me, is loving consciousness. Inclusive, merciful, imaginative, funny, often times, but at its base, it is generous kindness. Benevolence. This is the mark of a master, for me, and also, mental health. I grew up around mental illness, and have practiced as a psych nurse. I only have one definition of mental illness. Those who are intentionally mean, they are the craziest. Who dip into the crazy well over and over, and deliver insult after insult to one's being, those are the crazy ones. Mental health is seeing things whole, seeing people as more than they present, being willing to guide and teach, and even to admonish, as necessary, but only with great great love, and this sort of person is patient. More patient than they should be. I've had many people in my life like that, and I am blessed for having known each of them.

What has steadied me, from time to time, when things have been bad, is knowing that there is always going to be a way to change whatever is in front of me. Nothing stays the same. What was science fiction is not fact, what was once uncomfortable can be mended, and no one turns down love unless they are having problems understanding their own magnificence.

I am no one's critic, no one's enemy, and everyone's friend. I mean no harm, and know that I am unable to do harm. It's not in me anymore. If I feel I am off the mark with someone, I make it right immediately. Folks didn't know what to do with me, because I would call or revisit them and tell them I was sorry, for something they failed to notice. Some snag in the conversation, where I thought I'd missed an opportunity to be clear, or kind, or more gentle or thoughtful.

I felt, after Deeply Awake was finally done, that I would need expository writing less, or that it would morph. It has changed, in cadence and complexity, and, I hope, in tone. I revisited sad things, yes, that's true, but it was a final foray into that land. I think it Is well past time to stop resurrecting the things that were hard, and to cherish that I understand, now, why they were hard, and I love it all now, so it's really ok, whatever transpired.

I heard the admonition, to be quiet about this, from Kryon, and maybe that's a poor translation of what was being communicated, run through a filter of mine I had lying about, or maybe he did say to be in silence. To show your mastery by giving silence. If you know all things, he said, then it becomes unnecessary to tell anyone anything.

And that's where I want to be. I really do, but, you see, I have this need to speak. I know I must, and that this feels best, not channeling, and not fiction, but exposition, yet again, today.

Because where I have been, what I have seen, today, it is a joyful and completely unspeakable place. The word god is a misnomer, a shiny marble, a pretty bauble. Source, Creator, That which I know but cannot name, that golden light and benevolent person, this is my god, unnameable, unending, and I am part of it. Imagine such a thing. It is here, tapping on this keyboard, eating a twinkie, smoking. Imagine such a thing!

It is fitting to write to you about such awarenesses. In such a state. In a state such as this.

Thank you for reading along, my dear friend.

Hi everybody,

I already posted a message earlier about an interview with Jamye Price about Light Language. There are two parts of this interview and I have just listened to the second part. I was amazed by the empowering contents of this interview. I really recommend watching this!

Part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVaDlsc5Nq4

Part 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7839QuNazsU

Love and Light

Louise

Hello Everybody,

I am a big fan of Jamye Price, an American lady from Sedona, who works with Light Language. I want to share a video with you where she talks about her own journey with Light Language and also what it is and what it does.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVaDlsc5Nq4

Love and Light

Louise

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CHAPTER THRITY SIX

Indra drove down the wide highway cutting through the foothills west of Denver. By El Rancho, she could think a little more clearly, but she was still feeling a little blown open, strangely lost.

Valerie had been waiting for her, when Indra had returned from her day at the office. Val had looked stern, angry, as she often did these days. She made me sit, just like a kid, Indra thought. I should have known what was up. She hit the steering wheel, opened the window, and let the wind ruffle her dreads.

Indra was going to the Light House tonight for the solstice. That Indra had not followed through with doing the solstice festival at the DC had actually led to the break up, it turns out. Ironic, Indra thought. She values none of it, but still, she had to put her two cents into it all.

Valerie had told her she needed to move out. She said she couldn't take how Indra was “spinning her wheels with this garbage,” and had “put up” with Indra's spiritual pursuits, what Valerie disdainfully called “your hobby,” because she saw a potential for Indra a make some very significant money. She'd urged Indra to branch out, market, sell, sell sell, and at first, Indra enjoyed it. Her beauty opened doors for her that her ideas did not. She'd charmed a lot of people into the Temple, but that's not what made them come back. Indra knew that. Valerie was, sadly, blind to it.

And then Kevin told her he wasn't sure he was ready for what he sheepishly called, “a bigger audience.” She'd felt wrong about expanding so suddenly. She'd gotten used to the small group at the Temple, and wanted to be selective with who joined. Something, it seemed, Valerie took as something like a deal breaker. Indra thought it might blow over, if Valerie could ever find anything that made her happy. But it never did.

And now it was over.

She had an overnight bag in the back of the bug. As she turned onto 6^th Avenue, running straight and true into the heart of Denver, she smiled, turned on the radio, and began to think that maybe things were actually pretty ok. This wasn't the end of the world, she thought. Just the world as she'd known it so far.

She loved hotels, and idly wondered if it might be good to just stay at the Brown Palace for a couple of nights. It was Thursday. It would be fun to walk to the office from her hotel, she thought. Just for the weekend. She smiled, then, and felt an unfamiliar calm. She knew enough to lean back, lean into it, and let it carry her into the city. Valerie really doesn't know what she's missing, thought Indra. Just then, a song came on KBCO. Indra drove through the evening traffic singing, “If you're sinking like a stone, or you're sinkin' like a stone, Carry o – o – o – on,” breathing better, feeling better, ready for whatever came next.

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

There was a gold Ford Focus in her driveway, when Bernie returned from her gambling excursion. She wondered what sort of shape Daniel was going to be in. “Jet lagged,” Bernie said to herself, resolving to stay on the first floor of her house and let him sleep until they had to leave for Ellie and Bill's.

She had told Daniel of her compulsion to gamble, before he'd left for his last book tour. It had been three months of Skype sex, but they'd gotten through. She only craved the slot machines when he was gone, and it had been such a strong, sudden compulsion, it really hadn't been too hard to figure out.

Daniel had been especially tender to her, after she'd told him, hesitantly, about how she felt drawn up there when he was gone. She felt an odd ache run through her, as she got out of her car. She wanted nothing more than to go up to her room and crawl into bed with Daniel, just spoon him and stay quiet, breathe with him, get into his rhythm, or he into hers, as was usually the case. Her body longed for him, as she turned the key, hearing her dog stir and begin to try to bark, behind the door. A rescue dog that sounded like a squeaky toy, that was her dog, Ed.

She greeted him, thankful that he was a relatively noiseless creature, feeling the house as quiet, holding stillness.

Ed followed her into the kitchen. She wanted the last piece of cheesecake, praying Daniel hadn't gotten into the fridge before passing out.

She turned on the light, and found Daniel sitting at the table.

“Lordy, you surprised me, Daniel,” Bernie said. “Tell me why you are sitting here, my love. Are you ok?” She walked to him and enfolded him in her arms. “I missed you so much,” she said. Then, she straightened up and asked him questions, how was the flight, when did he get home, how was the rental.

He took her hand and gestured for her to sit across from him at the table. He was smiling, which decreased the freak out factor, but this was, Bernie thought, very weird.

Daniel looked fresher than she'd expected. After a European tour, he was usually out of commission for at least a few days, in bed, “my travel bug,” he called it.

Once she was settled, he said, “I've missed you too, dear Bernie. My dear old friend.” He ran his finger down one of hers, an intimate act, and both of them could feel that old familiar fire start to kindle again.

“Bernie, I called Ellie this afternoon, and was sitting here, you then see, quite purposefully,” Daniel said, like the college professor he once was. “I wanted to be the first thing you saw when you got home. I needed to talk to you first thing.”

Daniel retracted his right hand from their embrace, and explored an inner coat pocket. Perpetually dressed for a lecture, Bernie thought. She particularly liked this coat. Boldly blue, more blue than a navy coat should be, it was just as vibrant as his intellect. Soft. He told her it had set him back two grand, tailored in a little village in Italy he'd visited once.

He brought a small ring box out, and placed it on the table.

He said, “You'll forgive me, I hope, for not having asked you the obvious earlier. Bernie, please consider being my wife, I your husband, dear Bernie. I think it is now time to be equals in the same city, my love. I knew it when I saw this ring, but I knew it, was certain of it first, when you told me about this gambling thing, before I left.”

He studied her, smiled, and asked, “How much did you come home with today?”

“Just shy of a grand,” Bernie said. “Ellie and I cleaned up. It was a clean grand, but I got snacks at the gas station in the canyon. I went a little crazy.”

She picked up the ring box, and found inside what she could only describe as the one that she'd hoped she would one day wear. Not a girly-girl, Daniel seemed to know that there was, still, a delicately female being within Bernie. This ring was all antique lace, pave diamonds, intricacy and understated brilliance. It was amazing, and its center stone was breathtaking. “Daniel,” She said, “This is, oh...” She broke off, putting it on, “Oh, Daniel, you outdid yourself. In every way, my friend. Yes,” she murmured. She repeated, this time a declaration, an intent, a knowing, “Yes, Daniel. Yes.”

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Kevin stood in front of his bathroom mirror, and had to admit, he would be glad to be done with this living situation.

As he shaved, he felt a sour sort of disappointment in himself, something that had been haunting him the last few weeks. “I'm forty two,” he announced to his mirror. The number floated there, unpunctured by outside noises.

Then there was a big bang, and within moments, deep bass notes started rumbling through his tiny bathroom. The tenant above him was into reggae, and liked it loud. Kevin hadn't made a dent, fielding complaints with polite admonitions. He shaved being serenaded with Bob Marley wailing “No Woman, No Cry.” Kevin would have preferred something more mellow.

His kitchen was little more than a ship's galley, and he'd had to use the adjacent room to store cereal boxes, cans, and even his plates. “This is no way for a grown man to live,” he said, as he went through a pile of clothes, all worn, most only once. He found his least stained pants, and a shirt that wasn't too covered in cat hair, and then put on his shoes.

He'd been told by the building's owners, an elderly couple still trying to manage an ambitious rental empire, that they'd just sold their homes to a corporation. Ira told him Kevin could expect he would be interviewed by the new management next week, but Ira had taken Kevin aside and told him to “not hold your breath.” Ira had done some digging, and found out that none of this company's buildings had live-in management, Ira told Kevin. “The writing is on the wall,” Ira had said. Ira'd called Kevin Yiddish names, mensch, especially, and kept saying “these new ones, tsuris, I told Doris, but does she listen?” He'd used that word tsuris like a swear word. Kevin had no idea what it meant, but got the feeling Ira had done him a big favor, speaking to him in private as he had. Doris was a sour, fussy woman, and the two barely tolerated each other, it always seemed to Kevin.

Kevin made his way through his cramped basement apartment, petted his cat Jinx, and hesitated at the front door. He looked back, into his dark apartment, some of its general disrepair due to his lack of love for the place, he knew, and he thought, I need to channel tonight. It's time to get some answers.

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

Bill was sanding a huge block of wood when his cell phone rang. The vibration woke him out of the hypnosis sanding induced, and he noticed it was a call from an unfamiliar area code.

“Hello?” he said.

“Dad?” Melinda asked, a little panicky, she thought. “Dad, can you talk?”

Even though all the kids knew that their parents always talked with one another about everything, still the kids asked each of them to hold secrets. Bill told her yes, and asked her to tell him what was wrong.

She'd been calling him more frequently. The first time she'd called in crisis had been, Bill remembered, the first time Patrick had stayed any length of time at the house, documentary day, Ellie called it.

She'd called him drunk, more than once, and then, then next day, apologetic and, usually, quite shaken.

Bill had told Ellie about the trouble, knowing she'd be able to relate. She'd overcome a fondness for wine, and it hadn't come easy to her. But she'd chosen to drink, and heal, privately, the kids never party to her problem. Ellie and Bill agreed that whoever any of the kids calls is fine. Best they call at all, if they are in need.

Melinda was a beautiful girl, off to New York at 17, modeling, mainly for European fashion magazines, ever since. Three years was, she told her dad, a long time for anyone to model. She started talking like this during her months in Barcelona. She'd begun to call at all times of the day, altered, and increasingly anxious, suspicious, at times.

Bill began to wonder if his baby was perhaps slipping away from reality, here just lately. And now, here she was on the phone, sounding scared.

“Melinda, where are you,” Bill asked.

Ellie came into the studio then, took a chair in the sun. Smiling, she'd gestured for Bill to continue as if she weren't there.

“I'm in Chicago, Daddy,” Melinda said. “I'm coming home. I know it's sudden, but, daddy,” she said, “I can't do it anymore. I can't do any of it anymore. Daddy,” her voice broke then. He waited as she gained her composure, telling her then that he'd meet her at the airport, to check her ticket, “Just tell me the airline, Melinda. Can you see a Flight Number on the ticket, dear?”

He could sense her gaining control, focusing. Her breathing slowed, and she didn't sound so panicky. She read off numbers, and Bill wrote them on his hand with a Sharpie, the only pen that had been handy. She was calmer now, complained that her head was hurting, and didn't have long before her flight took off.

Her hand was shaking as she hung up the phone. She'd be in her own bed by bedtime. “Home,” Melinda said. She felt awful, but looked forward to a nap on this flight. She wanted to be left alone. She;d be seeing her mom and dad in just a few hours. She was already sleepy.

Bill hung up and looked at Ellie. He'd been keeping Ellie up to date with Melinda. Ellie wondered if any of this had to do with Melinda's boyfriend, talked about a boyfriend, Yakob, he'd been told, an Israeli here on a Visa, rich, devoted to Melinda, she said. They'd been dating for six months. Melinda never willingly admitted she was having problems. She'd always had been this way. It had been endearing in girlhood, but became harder to watch, as she stretched into her version of adulthood. Of all their kids, Melinda was the simplest, in many ways. She trusted readily, and seemed to have trouble sensing when people didn't have her best interests at heart. Naive, Bill thought, and a knock out. It had been a tricky combination, for her, and for her parents.

They'd let her fly free, absent as she'd become to her studies in high school. She'd always wanted to be a star, and preened constantly, something the other kids teased her mercilessly for.

Ellie was glad to hear her baby was coming home. She'd been worried for Melinda. Bill asked if her room needed anything before she came home. “Just check the lamps, would you?” Ellie asked. “One of those rooms has two burned out bulbs, but I can't remember which one.”

Bill ruffled Ellie's hair, hugged her, and thought of how keen Ellie was, so able to see into people, their inner workings, and yet she rarely knew what day of the week it was. “God love her,” Bill said to himself, walking hand in hand with his beloved wife, into the house, another day's work put to rest.

CHAPTER FORTY

Since moving into the Light House, Patrick had become a very good cook. Ellie and Bill called him great, but Patrick knew there were things he dared not yet do with cooking. He found it stress reducing, and soothing, doing the things he could do in the kitchen, and he liked that he got to eat his creations.

Ellie had been surprised with Patrick's versatility as a cook. Bill let him cook more and more often. Bill had stuck around to answer questions Patrick had about some of the finer points of cooking, but it was a very natural thing, for Patrick, as natural as football, or math, or understanding the things he learned from Ellie. In the weeks he'd lived with them, Patrick had he taken notice of the dishes that went over well, and those that didn't.

Ellie was overwhelmed, as she was led by Patrick to the different cooking projects he'd done for this meal. Each and every dish had been the resounding successes, the stuff Bill and Ellie had told each other they wanted to start requesting Patrick make, the meals had been so good. All their favorites were there.

Bill rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and volunteered to help Patrick with the finishing touches. Patrick asked Ellie if she'd set the table.

Ellie went into the dining room and found it had been prepared expertly, tastefully. It looked more stunning the tables Judy used to lay, when she lived with them.

There was an envelope on one of the place settings, one word on scrawled in a childish hand on the envelope, “Ellie.”

Ellie took the envelope into the cabin, shut the french doors, turned on the space heater, and opened a window.

“Dear Ellie,” the letter began.

“I'm not good with words, and am just now seeing that being open, like you guys are, might be a better way for me to live. I have been lonely for a long time, Ellie. I told you once I didn't have a right to feel that way. But, since living with you guys, I think I did have a reason to feel that bad.

I can't ask you this in person. I'm not sure what will happen, asking, but I kind of feel like it is ok to do. If I'm wrong, please be nice to me anyway.

My dad's left me alone, and that's not a surprise to you, I know, but me being ok with it is. I don't feel like his kid. I sort of feel like an investment he made.

I don't feel that way with you and Bill. I feel like one of your kids.

So, on this solstice, instead of burning my hopes or blocks or whatever, I'm going to tell you my secret. I think you are some sort of mom of mine. I feel that way about Bill, like he's a dad.

My solstice wish is to be able to call you mom and dad. Just around the house, maybe, I don't know, but, I figured out, this is a wish that couldn't come true unless I say words. I wanted to ask you this way. I hope that's ok.

Patrick Augustus Sweet”

Ellie pulled the letter to her chest, and she breathed in the summer air, and this newest love. She smiled, and could feel that overwhelming heat surge through her. Looking out at the traffic, she imagined herself once again like a surging, bright white pillar of light. She could hear her light crackle. She imagined what it must have been like, just then, to have been burned at the stake. “This is the fire the legends speak of,” she felt, heard, in some non-auditory way, words coming to her whole, full blocks of information, sometimes, but now, for now, just words, “Invoking the fire which cannot consume, the friend of the witch, the pagan, the wise woman,” she heard the knowledge like a physical throb. “You are charged with creating, not destroying, community this lifetime. Gone are the days of a community devoured by ignorance.”

She closed her eyes, and saw the Light House, her Light House, but it was somehow bigger, now, and there was a parking lot. There were flags. It was night,and there were so many floors, some little squares of windows lit, groups of people meeting, teaching each other, laughing, she saw, inside.

“Honey?” Bill was at the door.

She turned and looked at Bill.

“I'm here. What's up?”

“Judy's here,” Bill answered.

Old shaman that she was, that she had been, she knew that Judy had come for another fix, another balancing, another healing.

“Where is she?” Ellie asked. “Is she ok?”

Judy poked her head in, just as she had the day she'd told Ellie of her decision to leave.

“How've you been?” Judy asked happily.

Ellie was up, then, smiling and approaching Judy as she always had, grateful to see her face, feeling Judy's innocence and her troubles as her own, seeing Judy as a friend, struggles and all.

CHAPTER FORTY ONE

“I'm not sure how it's going to go tonight,” Kevin was telling Indra, in the pantry off the mud room. They'd been tasked with fetching chips, paper products and a six pack of Coke, the last for Patrick.

“What do you mean?” Indra asked. “I've never channeled, you know? Can you tell if it's not strong, or something? My mom never talked to me about it. Kind of shroud it in mysteries, you know?” Indra asked. She was suddenly aware how nervous she was around Kevin.

“Well, it's sort of like that,” Kevin said. “It's more like getting out of my own way,” he explained. “It's easier to do that around strangers, I think.” Kevin found the chips and pointed Indra to the paper plates. “I just need to disengage, and I’m wondering how easy it'll be with this audience.”

“You use that word a lot,” Indra said, “about when you channel,” Indra said. They emerged from the pantry and returned to the kitchen. They drifted, together, to the foyer, and then went onto the porch.

Kevin lit a Lucky Strike, offered one to Indra, shook her head and then pulled a black pack of clove cigarettes from her front pocket.

Indra leaned against one of the lions flanking the porch and said, “What I see happen, week after week, Kevin,” Indra said through sweet smoke, “Is that what you do for people is individual. Everyone has a different experience. When I think of what you do, the word 'audience' doesn't seem correct. Do you follow me?”

Kevin smiled, pulled a piece of tobacco off the tip of his tongue, and said, “You're right, Indra.”

They smoked in silence. Off in the distance, Kevin watched Daniel and Bernie come up the block. Indra was looking the opposite way, facing north.

Kevin returned to Indra's face. He wondered how set she was, being with women. He thought to himself that it was just his luck, that this woman would be gay.

He wanted to tell her, ask her, reach out to her and shake her, just then. But her eyes were distant, her heart sad, he could tell. He wished it felt right to tell her how he felt. He wondered, watching Bernie scale the treacherous stairs leading up to the house, if he'd ever feel free to talk with anyone. He felt alone, just then.

He greeted Bernie and Daniel, turned to let Indra greet them. He opened the door and let them go through, following Indra, walking in the wake of her perfume. Kevin would follow her anywhere.

CHAPTER FORTY TWO

Bill, Kevin and Daniel found themselves in Bill's studio before dinner. Daniel had sought Bill out, told him the news about he and Bernie, and to celebrate, Daniel asked if Bill wanted to get high. Daniel had an encyclopedic knowledge of marijuana strains, was a connoisseur of the local growers. His last book had been on psychedelics and their role in ancient shamanistic cultures. He'd done his own field work for it, Daniel always said.

Bill suggested Kevin join them. Daniel brought out a small plastic tube and flashed its contents at Bill. At least a dozen joints, tucked in a canister that let out a pungent, skunky odor. “Ask anyone you like,” Daniel said. “I always have enough when I'm here in Colorado. You know this, Bill.” He heard the edge in his voice. He pulled out a brown cone fattened with oily herb, and left for the studio.

Bill got Kevin's attention from across the huge kitchen. Kevin excused himself, and in a few minutes, walked into the studio's thick haze of dank.

“Daniel, how've you been?” Kevin asked, before pulling on the butt-end of a joint. Kevin noticed that Daniel was looking sharp tonight, real dapper, Kevin thought.

“I'm glad to tell you I'll soon be your brother in law, Kevin,” Daniel said, smiling.

“No way,” Kevin said, shaking his head. “Bernie said yes?”

“And why would she not?” Daniel asked, just lightly enough to be taken very seriously, indeed.

“I didn't think she'd ever do it again, is all,” Kevin said.

Daniel nodded his head, “She and I have certainly had some misadventures, yes.” He sounded detached, amused. “I'd also vowed to stay far from such archaic commitments,” Daniel confirmed. “But I have been feeling my age more, lately. I sicken of my vagabond life,” he said, with his usual verbal flair. I deserve a rest, I think, now that I am established, such as I am.”

Daniel was proud of his work, but was ever aware that his theories were seen as “fringe” by many of his former colleagues.

“You guys seem to fit together,” Kevin observed.

“How big of a deal is it going to be, your wedding, do you think?” Bill suddenly asked. “There are some very unique spaces here in Denver, you can go as big or small as you want, really. It depends on how much funk you think Bernie is going to want.”

Kevin laughed, “Are you thinking about doing the wedding planning, Bill?” Kevin turned to Daniel and said, “What you probably don't know about Bill is, he's a sucker for chick flicks. What's the one with JLo and Matthew McConaghy?” Kevin asked Bill. “Wedding Planner? Wedding Something. One of his favorite movies.” Kevin took another hit, “But he'd never tell you that.”

“No, no,” Daniel laughed, “No, this is good. I have no idea what Bernie is going to be wanting,” he said, in his peculiar lilt, “But it's good to have some ideas. I don't want to do that old saw, with the woman taking over the plans. I must have input. There are some things I feel it is overdue to include in these rituals we persist in perpetuating”

“Oh, you mean like, ancient rituals and things,” Kevin asked, feeling stimulated and calm, simultaneously.

“It's a different approach, really,” Daniel said. “More maternalistic, more pagan, if you will, but, um,” he paused, coughed, “But, um, fully clothed, quite tasteful, actually. Old pagan, not Alistair Crowley pagan.”

“If I get any higher, it'll be too obvious. Who has Visine, Bill?” Kevin asked.

“”Visine?” Daniel asked. “Whatever for?”

“I'd rather not have Patrick know we're high,” Kevin said.

Bill laughed, “Oh, Kevin,” he said, “That horse has left the barn. We live together, and Ellie and I are not all that secretive anymore. We've relaxed a lot.” Bill nodded over to the furthest part of his studio. Bathed in the sunlight this studio sparkled in, Kevin noticed six huge pot plants. “It's legal, dude.”

“What about Patrick?” Kevin asked.

“”He told us, he doesn't care what we do, but he doesn't want to do any of it. He doesn't drink, either, never has.”

“Never experimented, then?” Daniel asked.

“No,” Bill said. “Patrick told us he's never used any kind of mind altering substance. Says he doesn't see the need to.”

Uncanny,” Daniel said.

“Megan was like that. So sure of herself, so solid, you know? Couldn't argue her out of that sort of thing either.” Bill took another hit and asked, “How did that happen?”

They left the studio, returned to the bustling kitchen, and within a few minutes, their plates were laden, the music was playing softly from the big stereo, and the group settled into their meal.

Kevin was hearing the voice of The All so loudly, at times, over dinner, that he had to just go silent. This was the other reason he stopped talking, at times. Sometimes it was all so intense inside, he had to tend to it, regardless of how it looked from the outside. Silence helped him.

Kevin looked around the table, once they were settled in. He saw that the group no longer wanting to fracture and regroup, change and morph. Tonight, it was a group of people, instead, who were choosing to be cohesive. Who seemed to know that the night was a significant one.

Ellie raised her glass then, got everyone's attention, and called a toast.

What followed, what this toast created, they're still talking about today.

CHAPTER FORTY THREE

FIELD NOTES – UNWORRIED BY KATHY VIK 11-20-13

www.deeplyawake.tumblr.com

I have every intention to crank out a bunch of Patrick later on tonight. Canceled once again. Haven't worked for 9 days. Seems I am going to pass through the eye of the needle again, get real real focused, count every damn penny, once again. This happened last year around this time. Tricky. Very tricky.

But at least it's familiar... the first time I went through this I was panicked a lot of the time. I', not panicked, not now. That's a totally valid experience, but completely optional, and really taxing to the old biology. Unnecessary, now. I am here, at my dining room table tapping away, on purpose. It's all been purposeful, voluntary.

Something happened to me this morning that I want to tell you about, although I want to end with the story ideas that called to me, kept me in this awakening game, and then I want to laud and magnify the creators of Wilfred. There. We have an outline.

This morning, I was doing the facebook thing, and there was a video post with a title like heart-warming, something like that. I rarely do videos, because my phone is so slow, it makes videos all skippy. Anyhow, I had to stop the thing five or six times to let it load, but I watched a twelve minute video that had me crying from the first scenario.

It was all set in athletic competitions, people who went out of their way to love someone competing. Many were about opponents being honored by the victor, but what got me spinning was a scene which began with a big man carrying a body onto a gym mat. The body was twisted, spastic, and the child was dressed as a wrestler, helmet and shoe wear and unitard.

The child lay there writhing. And a boy approaches, and gets down on the ground, and begins to writhe, and for just a second, I was unclear what was happening. I feared the healthy boy was going to pin the infirm one. But, then the little boy flips on this back, and starts nudging into the spoon the sick boy's body was making, and it became clear this little, healthy normal boy was then going to wind up sort of wearing this sick boy, pinned down, beaten.

The ump did the count, and someone came over and took the crooked hand of t he sick boy, and raised his ill formed arm into a sign of victory.

I had to stop. I had to hold all that love. Oh my god, I cry now thinking about it. It was so tender, so kind, so loving, so beautiful. So selfless, but more, such a statement of truth.

It was a truth, there wrestling on the ground.

The inform, the ill, oh I love them so much. I'm full on crying. I love the sick. I love them. I love the misshapen ones, the ones who think in ways that just make their lives hell, the ones who broke themselves, the ones who need to be sick, wanting the drugs and the tenderness and the unconditionalness of it all. I love them all, but I love the frail, the irreparably broken ones the most.

I will tell you now of an experience I had my first job out as an RN.

I worked nights with some really cool people. The nurses were always stick in the muds, but the aides were amazing. I had a crush on a boy with dark, long hair, who was an actor or playwright,I forget. I went to one of his works. I couldn’t tell you if it was any good. I was so in love with that guy, I just sat there and ate him up for two hours. Unrequited love, awkward girl that I was, and remain.

Anyhow, there were other cool ones, mainly doing the family thing, and then there was a boy who I will name Brett. I don't remember names, as a rule.

Brett had no face. He had eye, and I guess lids, although I can't really remember. He had blow holes for a nose, and a really little, scarred mouth. He was bald. And it was never clear to me if his face had just melted off in a fire, of if he was born that way. It seemed rude to ask. It's off, being among folks who are just undeniably in a tough spot, like the blind or deaf or retarded or misshapen, crikey, they are different, they are blessed, you see. They are closer to God than we are. They just are. All people who suffer are very close to god, but these, they are different. The suffering is exquisite, the sacrifice enormous, and the payoffs intense, sometimes.

Anyhow, I liked that kid, and he was always really nice to me, very encouraging. Some, who have been reading along, know that I set it up this way, being able to receive very little love, and being surrounded by people who just really didn't like me very much. So, here is this fellow who is kind to me, amazing with patients. All I could think about sometimes, though, was how Aunt Edna would feel about getting care, in the middle of the night, by a dude who has no face. I wondered if he flipped the old ones into hallucinations. I would laugh, guiltily, about that sometimes.

Then one night, I had a dream about him.

He came to me with a face, a very handsome one. But that isn't what was so amazing. In the dream, we were married. We were one with one another, complete, satisfied, whole, together, committed and true. It was such a strong and true love, it was healing, feeling it.

And then, upon awakening, when I followed the feeling state tot he images, I was amazed. Just amazed. Io wondered if that meant I should pursue him sexually, but I discarded that thought. I could feel this person's resistance, sitting on my bed. It was plain that was not the point.

I thought about him, while watching the remainder of that video. More and more and more scenes of compassion, communicating in a way that made my muscles ache with love, I watched these acts of love and knew that something was again shifting within me.

I thought about my career as a healer, a volunteer at the hospital at 13, an aide through college, dropping out for a year to do it full time, a nursing aide at a nursing home up in the hills, living with my folks that year.

I saw it all, felt how I felt so many many times at the bedside. Freed. Alive. Whole. Happy. It's the only place I whistle, work. I love being around the sick, I love them so much. I love it all.

I thought about it there, in my granny chair, in my jammies. Why? Well, I figured that out a while ago. It's because most people don't let themselves be loved until they are in a desperate situation. They usually are closed in some way, unhappy and troubled and sad, the ones not born with a disability. They are unhappy within. Sometimes it is an old injury, lifetimes old, an imprint that is biological, an infirmity we have married our biology to, something we live out life after life, and has nothing to do with processing or character issues. It is deep and mysterious, why people get sick. It is not to be judged, not to be assigned value. It is all valuable, meaningful.

I remember when I needed to get some IV fluids. I went to an outpatient clinic. I wanted to go back the second day, even though I didn't need it, I wanted to go, because they were nice to me. They didn't think bad thoughts about me. I could just tell. It felt good, being around people who were nice because they wanted and could be.

So I get it, sometimes being sick is about getting something that nothing in one's life provides. There's lots of reasons. I have a limp and my hip hurts a lot anymore. I don't think bad thoughts about my person hood, but I am deeply curious, certain that no doctor can or should fix this infirmity. It's me having a profound conversation with me, and I don;t need anybody mucking that up for me. No need. No one knows how to heal me better than me. But I get it, not everyone believes so much in their bodies, and all the other reasons people show up sick. I heard of one guy, who'd survived all sorts of extreme medical and surgical stuff, just a freaking train wreck physically, he went into hypnosis and learned it was because he wanted, had signed up for, all the experience. He wanted to really, really, know illness. HE was examining it, like a science experiment, and I think many of us have lives that speak to testing simple but profound hypotheses.

So the ill, I thought, there in my chair, they are just more willing to take my love, and I love them so much, so much, so much. I love them. It is not a personal love, and that's what I love most about it. It is sort of a category instead.

So, I thought about it, there on my chair. I have seen, often, writing as the highest form of selfishness, narcissism, especially this writing. Who am I to expose my consciousness like this? Who am I to reveal myself in such a way? No one else has. Why me? Am I really that sick, that borderline or narcissistic? I have abandoned, in my heart, my love of the sick. And it was my best part, I sat there crying, that's my best part.

I sat with a great love for who I was, who I have always been. I saw, in a glowing moment that just kept shining, kept going on, gentle but intense, I saw that I have always been good, always been kind, always been loving. Sure, I did things that were bad, from time to time, but it was by agreement. I saw the circumstances of my life all turn benevolent, and I couldn't really identify a mistake. Everything was symmetry. Everything was beautiful.

But, I had a thought, after that. I realized that I have been able to channel the most pure love, allowed myself this great fun, through nursing. Turning from this, oh, my, I am not so sure that's a good idea. I'm not convinced. I don;t think I can love that purely, do as much good, writing. It's not as sturdy, not as immediate, as nursing.

And tonight, I had another letter from a dear reader, who said she spent the day reading Patrick hears Voices, and loved how she could see herself among my friends, these slivers of myself I am populating through my imagination and willingness, and She had just asked me if there was someplace she could go, to learn of my awakening.

I told her about Deeply Awake, and then, I decided, once fully clothed, up from my, it turns out, totally unnecessary nap, to re-read a few of the old essays.

Here's the weird part. I randomly chose two essays, one recent, talking about my experience at the Riviera, when I was told to love it all, all the time, that is the point, to love it when you win or you love, just love it all. And then, randomly, I happened upon the essay I wrote when the experience was fresh. Funny how that works, when I re-read the work. I am convinced it is a gospel. There. I said it.

And I realized, as a read, that what I have done is just as valuable as nursing, just as aligned with my core truth, that I want to ease people's burden, lift up the suffocating blanket folks are sheltered under, tell them that the way out is here, that the suffering is over, all is well. That has been my purpose.

The shame I felt after finishing the video has faded, this faint tribal chant, “You are selfish, you should just stay quiet. Keep small... When you are big, you are scary” this is a chant that is fading now.

And so, I will finish up, spending good words on this essay rather than on Patrick, but some things must be said. They just must.

When I worked with The Teachers, after they left, what consumed me was a story for a novel. There was a woman whose life sort of implodes, and part of it has to do with her missing brother, someone who, she discovers, she never knew, because he had been working spiritually, and had prepared for ascension. When he was “taken away” she went on a quest, to find out what happened to him, and thus, in the end, winds up running a commune up in Leadville, and her brother returns, to assist, and bring the galactics.

Good story, right? But every time I tried to write it, it came out trite and unbelievable and dumb sounding. Like a teenager was writing about feelings they had yet to encounter. It was embarrassing, really.

Then I woke up, and thought, well, this is sort of like that story. I think I'll write about this thing that is happening to me. Deeply Awake.

I could see, once things were underway, that that story idea was more a metaphor, a story my future self was telling me about my path.

When I woke up in January of 2012, I was brought to attention with a brand new novel idea. A woman has a fascinoma and is slow to come out of a coma, or she has some sort of mysterious brain bug, so something. Anyhow, she comes to, and there is her physical body, but there is also someone else in the room, Ernie, who has been one of my guides since the '90's. He is crude, a bit of an imp, sort of socially retarded, but purposefully so, abstracted, wise, in complete control, but with a light hand and tons of really really good humor. That's Ernie. He's also a comedy writer. The first time I channeled, there was Ernie, and he wrote a drop dead funny script idea. That's my angel. SO he was going to lead this woman into her future, into the probabilities she'd set up, not that her life was on “pause,” and it was by manipulating, exploring and healing in the future that when she awoke, she found she had a completely different back story, and a present she'd only dreamed to have.

Yeah. Another metaphor, I know, but a good one. I've long played with time's plasticity, talking with my future self, telling her I need some really clear guidance. Been doing that since the '80's. And yet, to split these realizations off and personify the,, give them flesh and blood and lines on a page, this was a leap I was afraid to make. I was unconvinced I could contain it without losing touch completely with what everyone insists is reality.

And so, I knew, in the back of my mind, part of Deeply Awake was to shake out all the doubt, try on all the ideas and wear them around, see what holds up, reminded, as I was, more and more, of old ways, old selves, but all of it brought into sharp focus, in this now, whole, together, integrated.

I can't think of a nicer thing to say about a person. The highest honor I can lay on them is that they are integrated. Integrated. Whole. Complete. Fearless. Unashamed. Joyfully whole. Integrated.

I am not there quite yet, I'm just not. I have these money and relationships to deal with, this reawakening, now, into the physical, in a brand new way, with new skin, a new set of values, and my expectations, they have also changed.

I wanted to tell you how much I love Wilfred. That is, in essence, my talk with Ernie. I love how these writers split the selves, and then examined a word, and from that word tell us amazing truths.

I found listening to the commentary for Michael Clayton, that I felt a rising sense of alarm and disappointment, when the writer spoke of his work, and said nothing of spiritual or energetic principles. That movie is so obviously a story of a human Archangel. It is so obviously a tale of truth, the power of inner truth.

The line from the movie I love the most, besides, “Do I look like I'm negotiating?” is “I am Shiva, God of Death.”

But the writer didn't give away any clue that he'd channeled a great spiritual tale. It was all details and details and more details.

I want to sit down with the creators of Wilfred, to find out if they are aware of what they're doing, or not. I have no doubt, really, that they are aware of what they're doing. It is such an amazing tale, complete in twenty minutes, satisfying, but ongoing, the tale is. It is lyrical and beautiful and intense. Surprisingly, Sam loves it. He'll hang in through Season Two and get the pay off, and feel better for it.

I know this is all in divine order, and that I am as good on paper as I am in uniform. I understand now that it never was true, that I was worthless. It never was true, that I was wrong for being who I am. Those were things that were said that made me question my own worth, made me examine and come to peace with what was inside of me that often made things hard. I felt so much, thought so much, knew so much, it was hard, in some ways, to function normally.

I like that now, things are sweeter, clearer, it feels, and much more happy. Receptive. Lighter. Things feel very light, and I have few worries now. The ones that come, I deal with, and return to a state that holds no fear, holds gratitude and thanksgiving and excitement instead. Me, here with just change for the milk and stuff I need before Friday. Laid low by cash flow, idle. Stalled.

Purposefully so, but I need for the nightmarish part of it to end. I have learned that I often got rid of money as soon as it came to me, because I was deathly afraid it was going to be taken. I had that happen to, with my bank account, these invisible hands that would automatically deduce things form my account. It shouldn't but it would throw me into a panic. People taking. And this was the way of it,how I interpreted it, anyway. Always feeling like people take, and have no idea how to give. Just no clue. And it got old, real old.

But I can let it go. Those were different times. The lessons were different, and the messages have been received, loved into wholeness, released to go on, but to move from me, resolved, loved, just a bass note in my song now, not the lyrics.

And this is where I end it. I feel this is very long, too complex, perhaps, but this is just a function of the change. This is not Deeply Awake's voice. I feel there were three or four complete transmissions in this essay. Feel Complete now. Am heating up as I wrote, and I know I can go places on the first re-read. If I want to go away and have some fun, I'll be able to. These essays send me away sometimes, on re-read. I am open to that tonight.

And then comes Patrick, and if I am lucky enough to have such a reality come to pass, metaphorically or literally, as my reality, my own, then so be it. It is a good place to be. It is kind and open, curious and soft there, and people are nice there. I like it there. And the more you're there, the more you're there, you know?