I’ve been too busy to post — teaching, doing sessions, gardening and re-creating, and hoo-boy, I’m feeling and witnessing the shifts! On both individual and collective levels timelines are splitting on the basis of resonance and choice. It’s truly bizarre watching some of the choices not to shift, as some of them have become hilariously obvious.
You really can’t make this stuff up. Or at least, if you made it up in a work of fiction, people would accuse you of padding the plot, using stock characters, or making themes too cliched and overly symbolic. Yet here we are. The Gemini in me dearly wishes I could share details, because they’re so funny, absurd and just downright weird … and in so many areas … but these are not my own details to share. Even the ones that are mine are linked into too many others whose lives don’t permit public blogging.
But wow. Some cool things are afoot. In my own life, I spent last week in a series of deep, involved dreams — the kind you know were not “just dreams.” In one such dream, I found myself sitting on a couch next to someone who had emotionally abused me for much of my life. Just as that person began the old bait and switch style “generosity,” I suddenly began dry heaving. Not only could I not swallow the bait and switch, but it was triggering an interdimensional vomit session.
This person yelled at me to get off “his” couch (which it wasn’t), so I ran to the bathroom and started vomiting concrete and gravelly sludge into the sink. The “vomit” came not from my stomach, but from my lungs, and it more than filled the sink. I awoke from the dream because I was literally dry heaving so loudly in bed that it pulled me out of sleep. The moment I awoke, though, I felt completely different. Free, light, and on a different timeline.
Sure enough, some “facts” and relationships were very different than they had been when I went to bed the night before. Also, in one of those cosmic winks I see so often in timeline jumps, in which some things no longer match up, the doorknob of the blue house now turns in the opposite direction as before. It used to require an extremely hard left turn to enter that house. As of that morning, the door started giving me all sorts of trouble, until a couple days later, I realized, “Ha! It’s the opposite now. A hard turn right gets you in with no effort. The timeline’s winking at me.” Sure enough, it works no problem to enter with a hard right turn, but in a further upgrade, it so happens our landlord is getting us entirely new doorknobs and keys for both front and back doors. This old front doorknob will move to replace the old garage entrance.
Doors are highly symbolic of timeline shifts. It’s one reason I paint portal doors to preferred realities. Since that shift, my mom’s old house is now under contract. It took a huge amount of work and two Reiki Healing Attunements, but that house sold in under three weeks amidst massive synchronicities. Those synchronicities are hallmarks of Reiki Healing Attunements and intensive prayer, both of which covered this entire process. I cannot share the details, because I don’t want to jeopardize the sale in any way, nor reveal private details … but holy, moly, are they ever over the top sync winks! Again, you can’t make this stuff up.
I’ve witnessed similarly decisive breaks with the old — some sad, but nonetheless feeling right — and some shocking, but also feeling right. This is not a good time to try to keep dirty little secrets under wraps. It’s also not a good time to demand more energy than you reciprocate or to try to use outmoded control mechanisms.People are waking up. It’s also important to remember that just because someone is no longer on your timeline, that doesn’t mean the person is necessarily wrong, bad or evil. It’s just no longer a match. Perhaps that person will jump to a more thriving option, or maybe they feel comfortable where they are with their current companions. The world continues to sort itself, and I find it fascinating how this Rubik’s cube will look in a few more months. So far 2016, has seen more twists and turns than your average year.
Election fraud keeps getting exposed not only on the national level, but also local, co-ops, and even in churches. Again, the local, co-op, and church details are not mine to report, but check out Ann K’s compilation on Hillary Clinton’s latest lawsuit on voter fraud to see what I mean on the national level. From the astrology to Wikileaks, to full on legal watchdogs, lightning’s striking. Similar voter fraud has happened on both sides for years, especially in 2012; however, masses of people have begun to declare, “Enough is enough.”
It rarely feels good to implement tough love and erect firm boundaries, but effective timeline jumping sometimes requires such things. It definitely demands conscious choices for a better world: which patterns, people, institutions and stories stay? Which ones go? When those windows of opportunity present themselves, which ones will you recognize as the portals they are? Which ones will you choose to go through?
As the Hopi say, “We are the ones we have been waiting for.” “This could be a good time.” I, for one, intend to make it so!