I just gotta say. 🙂 I am sitting here in bed reflecting on my life…mostly my life choices and how they have been good ones. I truly believe that these choices are the sources of this fragile body maintaining itself all these years.
I understand the medical end of things but frankly, it has been the relationships I have had with some [more than less] humans and the profound spiritual connections I have had the honor to experience this lifetime that is the underlying substance of creation that has sustained me. And now this walk that many have taken can for not only myself but many, give us this moment in human history to embody again the original nature of the paradise that we are the templates of here.
The last few months have been particularly challenging because being psychic you can feel threads of futures that are unfolding and some, in this case, have suggested a termination of participation on this beautiful planet is possible. There are not many surprises being psychic, for sure.
In the Creation Exercises, these amazing formulas of creation that restore the original relationship of spirit and flesh, matter and energy, secular and sacred, eternal and temporal, I found that I could restore my body and its ability to survive here more and more independent of structures of reality that have separated the spirit and the flesh [from adrenal fatigue to cancer], matter and energy [visit Los Alamos where they are extricating energy from the earth to make destructive structures to ‘protect’], secular and sacred [religious terrorism], eternal and temporal [no long term respect for life itself only short term gratification].
Tracking the unity [the METApoints] of spirit and flesh, matter and energy, secular and sacred, temporal and eternal has been my unrelenting without waiver focus for over 45 years. It is this focus personally that has led me to this moment and to write the sentence that started this train of thought above.
“I am sitting here in bed reflecting on my life…mostly my life choices and how they have been good ones.”
It took everything I had with post covid effects, the loss of my dog who buffered me for years so I could maintain loving being here, and a heart and lungs who are struggling to maintain normalcy to come to facilitate an Equinox ritual in Boulder, Colorado.
Not knowing the outcome of moving across mountains at 8000 to 100000 altitudes, fatigue that haunts my normal vibrancy, and newly working with some abnormalities in my heart tests, I knew to come and do my part.
Why? It may sound strange to a world that has often pseudo lures of ‘out there’ gratifications, of ‘if only’ something out there would give me what I think I need…all sources of disconnection from Life and Others and Creation.
It is my connection to human beings who persist in loving life no matter what they are under the weight of that is a source of my trust that my body will, not only succeed in carrying me forward but, in my connection to these humans, will continue to build its capacity to thrive. It is my connection to the powers and forces of Creation [what I call the Realms of the Beloveds] that love this planet and her forms and operates on their behalf that I gave over my life and death to a long time ago because of the eternal nature of continuance enthralls me and the ability to be here as part of that continuance thrills me.
Hence where else would I be this past weekend and the weekend coming for another such opportunity? This past week has been an encapsulation of my life’s journey. A group of people maintained their persistency in bringing forward as a collective creation a TV show that is the next recursion of Creation moving forward in a collective vision, the next powerful capacity beyond individual vision. An ‘Anam Cara’ flew in to drive me from Albuquerque to Denver so I could facilitate, not as the burden of woe, but the joy of adventure. I am staying at the home of the extraordinary woman who persisted in building a home for the Creation Templates given to me by a greater intelligence of which the mind of a human is a part – The Language of Consciousness Institute. The people on the WhatsApp threads of healing and community who stood with me in a shared energy of connection. The magic of what it is to be human with other humans is a daily nourishment for me. When she writes, “I am holding your hand and am walking with you.” And another responds, “I have the other hand.” Another calling, sharing the excitement of awakening…stories of connection and the joy of response from the deeper webbing of life here. My housemate and my brother organizing getting beautiful pieces of furniture from our childhood to this magical home in Albuquerque, New Mexico coming alive with points of unity daily. Our collective beloved man taking over a call for me I could not make Sunday morning to sustain and maintain our connection of L.O.V.E. with Creation. Walking with people all over the planet this weekend taking care of where human beings and Creation meet and restore the paradigms of paradise here again.
It is not woo woo. It is Reality. Their strength becomes my strength. Pictures shared that show our communal participation with community builds the will to thrive that holds the capacity to survive. ETC!
I do not know what today or tomorrow will bring. There will be people still looking for answers as if the answers create realities of unity. If I die, today or tomorrow, there will be people saying, “See, she is just imagining this.” Carry on. There is an extraordinary song by a young woman Sineed Lohan. This is my response to those who do not see the magic and beauty of what human beings can be together.
For me, every minute of every day I give to live in a realm of being with others in the Field of Creation where there Eternal and the Temporal, the Secular and the Sacred, the Spirit and the Flesh can flourish because separation is not of value and unity with all life is.
I feel fantastic this morning. I woke up at 4:30 am so excited about the new influx of energy in my cells.
Walking with the Gods yesterday honoring what created pathways of mortal Creation here revived the immortal of me. Having my Beloveds never leave my side or each other, taking care of me so I could take care of Creation flows magically in my blood this morning. Tasks that needed doing being taken over by others until I am capable again strengthens the energy of my heart while its matter is restoring. Watching a lovely wacko Disney movie Monsters versus Aliens with my two sistas celebrated the normalcy of a human life living in the fluid of an eternal river.
My fingers hit the keyboard this morning and could not stop my writing and thanking you….and celebrating, and flowing with the Enfusion of Creation that exists here.. in us…mortal and immortal…I love you.
I find the human language hard. I cannot relay appreciation, gratitude, love, respect, caring at the level I experience it. Those words carry a vitality of expression that I am transmitting to you now. I love you. I adore you. I am completely gobsmacked by you. What has happened in the last 7 years is beyond my wildest expectation.
I am frustrated that you may not see the smiles on the angels’ faces, the gophers and deer chatting about you with great enthusiasms, the mountains, the valleys, the rivers resting in your loving care, the Being of the Realms of the Beloved where Love is all there is recognizing you and grateful for you. I deeply profoundly want to thank all of you for the last years. I am linking my end of the year mailout here for it says it all for me.
I will be out of communication now. The wild is calling me. The realms are enticing me. The depth of creation that is opening up now is beyond measure and I wish to be there to tend to it in ways yet unknown to many. Many times I have come here to tend to the fabric of Creation with Others. This time, though the ways ahead will be hard, the territory of the multidimensional realms is restored and restoring. Maybe next time, I can come only to visit and play. That would be lovely.
I know there are many words I say that you do not recognize. A way of existing that, painfully sometimes, is misinterpreted as my being unmanageable or unruly – 🙂 probably all of which is true but not in the way thought. Each of us needs to be faithful to our design. I must be faithful to mine. I have tears streaming down my face because I KNOW this precious species will be all right now. I see it in your eyes. I do not need to go anywhere now. I am home not only in the geopathic area of the planet I am in but also in the realms of reality now rising again that so nourish this planet and has her and her forms flourish.
The prophetics are over the 16th of January. That is as far as my present timeline goes.
Between now and then, I intend to curl up in the beauty of my time with you, tend to the fabric of Creation that I am designed for but had no access to until now – because of you and others who are remembering.
Now the realms are open, they are beckoning me.
This is my greatest appreciation. You who have journeyed on behalf of all life have restored the pathways and access points into the realms of the beloved who existed here in paradise.
May you now find your way to your paths and your access points. They are available now.
“I see myself walking into the thin line between the illusion of life here and the greater systems always operating here. The air is fresh and sweet as I enter.”
I am in New Mexico now. Most people don’t know I started as a trance channel-yep! a medium. My commitment to people becoming their own sovereign nature not under the thumb of other Intelligences drew me away from that method of contribution into more what you know now. I never lost those connections, however.
Moving here, I knew my direct communication with Higher Intelligences would quicken into a totality of communion with the greater realities of which this planet is a part. There is that which that truly loves and is devoted to eternally to humankind and I am a part of that. It has been my concern that my connection to the eternal sovereignties operating on behalf of life here would increase to a point that, being with human beings, trying to bridge between the two, would become overly cumbersome. It is hard to believe that for millenniums there were civilizations that were in direct harmony with the greater systems of Creation and that the beings that populated those civilizations knew they were part of those greater systems. This is the threshold that humanity has returned to and those human beings that can restore that remembrance will have much to do with reweaving the so above/so below that once existed here.
Part of a mission of restoring specific matrixes that are designed to exist in the ethers of this planet is complete. That part of the mission required the beingness of human beings. The second part of the mission participates with the Sovereign Natures of the Universe some of whom embodied into humanity. I would love to work in the remembrance of the Sovereign Nature, but that remembrance only can occur in the human’s craving for that remembrance. The Sovereign Nature is mission-based regardless of the condition It finds Itself in here. Some human beings are only a small part of those natures.
I know it is hard to understand in the present human consciousness that our human life is not our only existence. There is a parallel Sovereign Nature that is Eternal and has much influence in restoring the web of life here.
I sit here looking up at a beautiful mountain with a beautiful sun having a memory that will last me a lifetime…humanity together creating a day in time that can be registered in the incredible womb of Creation. My life has been dedicated to humanity’s ability to restore their direct link with Creation and who they are together. Not on the surface world. Human folly could last for a long time. The slow unyielding drudgery of linear time might sputter into the future a bit longer, but as many of us know, we are no longer contained by the aberration of reality that separates us from ourselves, each other, and who we are as part of the wonder of Creation.
I work for Creation and retain the remembrance of what a human being is as a unique and essential aspect of Creation. That is what brought me into existence here. I knew there would be a chaotic point when an anchor point could be established where a collective point of the human being in many diverse ways would choose their path of humanity. As BlueWolf, our companion in building a Damanhur Spiral on sacred land says, “Dawn doesn’t suddenly open up into a bright sky…the darkness trickles away as the light takes over.
My point is, “Stay true to the dawning.”
Thank all of you around the world who joined together for 24 hours yesterday, walking your Damanhur Spirals, building your own type of spiral in your love of your land, and your people, who logged in the longitude and latitude of where they were across the planet and at noon concentrated on a spiral being built on Mt. Shasta next to a medicine wheel with our beloved companions who joined us to build a very specific Spiral in unity with a native-born medicine. Thank you Mimzies whoever and whatever you are that guided the direction of Time to this point and the people who for years and some for a shorter periods of time carried on with this connection that lies beyond our common intelligence but clearly thinks we are the beloved. Thank you Damanhur for you unending loyalty and skill in building back what allows us to live in paradise here as part of a Panteon of Creation that loves this creation and the beauty that lies in the substance of its existence. Thank you, BlueWolf. BlueWolf who worked with us to secure the land the spiral would be built on is the medicine of the ‘one tribe’, the balance of the dark and the light-with no suppression of either – the beauty of both and what they are as companions when they come together. No better guide could we have had.
There is no way in a linear rational simply human mind that what got created yesterday was possible. The synchronic intelligence that exists between human beings and Creation was afoot and it was a magnificent moment. That moment, though I did not know its texture, its imagery, what would compose it, has been building in my walk with Creation for almost a half-century. It is completion for me of a project that began before this time we are sharing together here began. Gathering up those who have not forgotten, establishing a moment in time in a precise place in a precise manner – an anchor point in a webbing of a collectivity of humanity. Imagine it as a shelter for humanity in a storm that will pass….and so much more.
The more is not necessary to know…only that that which connects us to Life and has us exist as a whole is now strong and resilient because we built a point in time to shelter that in ourselves and in our connection to the planet that carries our paradise…we have only to keep giving paradise a place to exist and it will restore here.
I live in algorithms and compilations that were once the so above/so below of existence here. How it translates into action and understanding would simply be a waste of your brainpower. Use your own brainpower to establish your own vertical alignment with what you hold to be real in the greater realms of reality that operate on behalf of all life here. Create your moments of gathered time to establish your so above/so below lineage. Ignore the collapse of the system you were born into and build on behalf of new systems rising.
Beings like myself and others will take care of restoring the greater webbings. It is simply ours to do…not gurus..not a leader who needs followers…only human beings who have capacity….even in their foibles to create the capacity to have the structures of paradise restore here. That is also you…find your own capacity, your own skill, and strengthen the capacity of your heart your soul to be part of Spirit of Life, the Love of Life, the Capacity of Life to thrive through your own uniqueness.
Article posted to a Newsletter in Damanhur regarding walking Damanhur Spirals
During…
“THE MIMZY PROJECT”
OUR INVITATION TO YOU, NOV 03, 2020 AT NOON IN YOUR TIME ZONE – TO WALK YOUR SPIRAL –
Lanu 1st Degree, Initiated at Damijl, Damanhur, June 2019.
Initiates Meditation group 118, completed 6th life, Rebirth courses and Meditation School.
USA: Tantra Maat (NM), Sarah Jane Harper (CA), Toni McCabe (CA), Maggie Crane (CA), Liz Guyer (CA), Vicki Bass (CA), Sahere Hummel (CO), Elektra Porzel (CO), Kea Bardeen (CO and Glastonbury UK) and Anne Tyrrell (Ireland).
Also Pictured, Ronna Haxby (MS) and Victoria McMahon (OH) of PreMed 118.
Photo taken at Cornucopia with Tantra Maat’s statue of Pan.
Tantra Maat (tantramaat.com) and an international group of people will meet on Mount Shasta, California, to build a sacred spiral on the mountain for the purpose of building a gateway between the cosmos and the earth so that which loves the Earth and her forms can support the endeavour of what this planet was designed to be…Paradise.
In building this temporary Damanhurian spiral we connect The Temples of Humankind, the Inner Worlds and the Galactic Realms with this powerful mountain, on behalf of all Life and that which has us exist as whole.
Many others, from the United States and all around the world, will join together as geopathic pillars, at exactly12 noon in their own time zone, walking spirals or standing upon the land they call home. We will all unite in sending forth our dreams and visions for our planet. As each person walks their own personal spiral during this time period and as we walk the spiral on Mt Shasta, we will become part of new form of existence.
The background:
On April 4th 2009 Tantra Maat was driving across Mt Shasta, California when she experienced a powerful, visual and sonic introduction to a large number of beings that were giving her a message. Overwhelmed by the event, she stopped to sleep at a motel. On waking she remembered little and turned on the Television. A movie was playing called “The Last Mimzy”. It is about a scientist in a future time who needs tears of pure love to reboot the divinity in humanity as they are going out of existence. Sound familiar? As the movie played, Tantra’s memory of her experience returned. She was being asked to bring a group of 13 people back to the mountain the following year on April 4th, 2010. A date, that unknown to Tantra, turned out to be Easter Sunday.
Not having any understanding of why, Tantra gathered a group of more approx 30 people who felt called to travel with her to the mountain. She also invited other’s who could not travel, to tether energetically with those going to the mountain, and “The Mimzy Project” was born. For the next few years, people who were called, travelled with Tantra to the mountain. The final piece of this project was scheduled for April 05, 2020.
Then, in May 2014, to celebrate Tantra’s 68th birthday, she chose to visit Damanhur for the first time. A group of us, that again felt called strongly, joined her and thus began our relationship with Damanhur. Over the course of the past 6 years a number of us have studied at The Mystery School, taken our 6 past lives, participated in the Rebirth course, had spirals built on some of our properties in Ireland and America, hosted teachers from Damanhur to teach overseas classes and most recently, 10 of us were initiated at Damanhur in June 2019 and are members of the MeditAction group 118. Others of our immediate group were to be initiated in March 2020, but due to CV19, this was postponed.
As April 05, 2020 approached, it was clear that most of the group committed to travelling to Mt Shasta, including Shama Viola who was to accompany us, could not travel due to Covid and Lockdowns. Despite this, a group of 5 (all Lanu) managed to get to the mountain to keep the date with the “Mimzys” who Tantra now refers to as “The Realm of the Beloveds”.
A small crystal spiral was built with crystals that represented each participant that had been expecting to travel, and (from Tantra’s diary…)”We completed the ceremony of connection at noon. Included with all the Mimzy Participants, people who had built Damanhur Spirals all over the world joined us. It was quite the moment.” And for those of us who participated from all over the world it was indeed a very powerful moment of connection.
Each of these engagements had been invitations to the mountain from the “Mimzys” but then (from Tantra’s diary… )” we knew we had to have another date for us and them to meet…only this time we were generating it. What unfolded as all of us paid attention was the next date begins the 23 of October and goes five days completing the 28th of October. October 10 5+5. 23rd 2+3=5, ending the 28th 2+8 =10 = 5+5….. I knew that our date, October 23rd – October 28th, included connecting Damanhur to the portals and highways of Shasta. Not until recently did I know that we, whoever the we is for it is more than this territory of consciousness, is multiple territories. All I know is a bridge will unfold between those Beings in the galaxy who identify the planet and her forms as Their Beloveds. Now we with them will set in play the threads of love in the universe within which this planet was created will be able to be part of our reality once again and our theirs.” The time frame was then extended to 14 days, to allow some travelling from Europe to be able to honour the 2 week quarantine that was required in the US at the time of planning.
On October 23rd, a dedicated group of approx 25 people travel to Mt Shasta. In preparation Tantra consulted with Orango Riso and Piovra with regard to building a temporary Damanhurian spiral on the mountain. They did calculations based on the number of days that the group would be on the mountain and the date that has landed is Nov 3rd, 2020. Synchronically, this is the same day as the US Presidential election. Those that cannot travel from overseas, due to the continuing travel restrictions, are holding their Geopathic territories, with others around the world. Much is occurring as the preparations intensify. To read more about the origins of the project please follow the links below.
We look forward to having you join us as we work toward strengthening the new timeline for a new future for humankind and all life.
TO SUPPORT FROM YOUR PERSONAL LOCATION:
Many others, from the United States and all around the world, will join together, at exactly12 noon in their time zone, walking spirals or standing upon the land they call home. We will all unite in sending forth our dreams and visions for our planet.
To register your interest, please go to this Facebook page: “The Mimzy Project.” Use the invitation that says “Join us On the Mountain” and add your name and your location. This will become part of an event in Time as each spiral is walked across the globe approx an hour apart, holding the timeframe of the Spiral being built on Mt Shasta.
This is the way that the Earth…communicates with life. In the Mimzy Project we have found as we are getting information, birds mostly but now fox are confirming our connection. Fun and beautiful. Human being are not alone. We are, yes, right now at the effect of what is occurring here, but as we remember that everything is energy and you can direct chaotic energy into a system, the Earth, large enough to create a higher order. That is the Mimzy Project. That is what these last 10 years are about. AND we haven’t even arrived at the mountain.
2020.10.14. I woke this morning spinning in a vortex of the earth. It was all so soothing. I was reflecting on violence, vandalism, and theft that had occurred and had been shared with me. But, in the dream walk, it was all calm. I am always so grateful when my spirit and the primordial mother come into a consciously conscious state together. This morning, my usually 3am moments of connection, it was exquisite.
Mt. Shasta is believed by many and dreamed by me this morning as the root chakra of the Earth. The Native tribes there believed, and may still, that the still active volcano is the center of the universe and the home of the Creator. In my experience, there is a center, for sure, there that has highways out into the universe and back into the earth that bring in many Beings from the vast realms of Creation. I got to meet a few of them. I am also clear that there has never been aberrant activity that anchored there. Aberrations happen, but they can’t hold. That is why if you live in the area, you are in a constant activation of alignment with the nature of a human beings’ original design and its place in the universe.
An aberrant activity would be like Jesus coming to tell the people to love one another and to turn the other cheek and that message aberrate into prejudice and hate that festered wars on the earth of the planet that once held gateways to powerful forces that supported the evolution of life here.
On the Mountain, there is a serenity AND A POWER that has Beings come in and out of there that operate on behalf of unity with All Life, in fact, there is not an energetic that would have it be any other way. That is what I mean by the Mountain is not aberrated. It exists in its pure relationship with the original nature of the original design here. As do other power places on the Earth. They are still in their pure form where life exists as whole and is life giving and life enhancing.
The Mountain certainly was that this morning as I spun in that quiet ecstasy of being part of beauty and harmony that does not even know that weird activities are occurring in the human realm. In the vast root of the Primordial Mother of the Mountain, her root was spinning me and spinning me gathering the violence, the chaos and drawing it in. It was a natural as natural could be like a tornado is natural. No intent but incredible function. I also knew I was being shown the human participation that was going to be part of some kind of constant that when we went to the Mountain, we would enter into that alchemy with The Mother. I was excited. In fact, so excited now I am awake, I am going to send this journal entry to Praline, because I am not at all sure I am spelling words right or making sense.
Tash, a participant with others across the world in the Mimzy Project October 23rd to November 6th, spoke to me this past year about tunnels that moved under Uluru in Australia. The second she spoke to me they became a consciousness in my geopathic nature. That was all there was nothing else, just a register of these tunnels with no other information available…until this morning… It was AWESOME! I was being drawn down through her root anchoring energy through the earth and I knew where I came out was her solar plexus. Uluru! She was drawing the chaos into her, through the root chakras down through the earth into her solar plexus-the earth’s solar plexus chakra Uluru including Kata Tjuta. I recognized the energetics of Uluru but had to look up sacred places in Australia on the web for the name of the rock formations I saw as I spewed out into the ground looked up at these HUGE rock formations. Shook me timbers, I’ll tell you.
When I saw on the web that these places were, by many considered the solar plexus chakra of the earth, I ‘gotta’ tell you my so above/so below sentient comprehension expanded dramatically.
And my solar plexus…wow! I knew immediately I had been given the Activation for October 28th at the end of the first section of the activation we will be part of on the mountain. Even sleeping, I could hardly wait!
To complete the dream walk, this went on a long time. I knew that we were part of something building. We were not going to be the cause of something on the mountain, but we sure were going to be with Damanhur and the Temple of Humankind an essential part of the participation…we were going to be building a spiral and doing several rope spiral walks to gather the human maelstrom of aberrant mindsets driving human beings wild and blend with The Primordial Mother’s body so that the chaotic energy happening everywhere could have a place to go to have the trauma transmuted into life force energy and to have excessive amount of energy creating chaos everywhere directed back into the earth to have it feed the deeper nature of unity that the earth is formed from. I do not have the second part of the awareness worded well yet but I am getting there…with the help of the intelligence of what is happening at Shasta as well as other parts of the earth.
I got the patterns to transmit. I got the movement to move with. I got how to weave the maelstrom into a fabric to restore matrixes that we would be part of a beautiful species that lives as whole. 🙂
Then I woke at 3:30 am cleaning up things I had dropped out, sending the people who scheduled call in and replay information, and other updating other things….just to get my mind calm enough to organize thought to write this.
Some really cool things happened too. I realized that my beloved RV, Dakini, was a maelstrom of her own and that after traveling in the energy of The Mother, I KNEW how to move with her chaotic energy and keep bringing it into the next greater whole. My 21 foot RV with her batteries constantly draining was my Primordial Mother project now.
Finally, I got the Excessive Amount of Energy I was moving with to quiet enough to organize my thoughts to write this. I looked up on Safari if there was even information about Earth having Earth Chakras. Just because it all seemed obvious to me, I wondered if other people thought so. There is was right in front of me some what I wrote about but what I haven’t share yet was the Sacral Chakra of the Earth was Lake Titicaca and the Island of the Sun. This was where CNN had asked me to go with them because in Bolivia the witches of La Paz and the doctor who was going to take them to meet these Kallawayan healers could not introduce them unless CNN had their own witch. That would be me. Try not to get stuck in your perception of a witch. It is nothing like what you think. For the people of the region, a witch carries a direct geopathic link with the earth. That would be me.
I had the pattern in my psyche of Lake Titicaca and Is that is where we went every day to traces the path laid before us. It was the Kallawaya shaman who I met and who approved me in a cave underneath the hotel we were staying in.
I had said as this project unfolded that all of our pasts were coming forward to this moment in time. AND this was mind.
But then as I read, I saw that the heart chakra of the earth was Glastonbury and other areas but Glastonbury is where Kea, one of our participants, has been at work for years to bring the White Spring and the Red Spring back into unity. Suddenly everything that I had been moving in in the dream walk was generating a great enough territory for me to comprehend more of what we were doing going there and, with that, more of the ability to do our part. Remember the tunnels under the earth that connect her in ways we do not comprehend. According to my source whose link will be at the end of this journal entry, Haleakala, the volcano in Maui, Hawaii and Shaftesbury 30 miles from Glastonbury are part of this heart chakra of the earth. Can you begin to feel it or grasp it a bit? One thing I have learned over my half century of work is that how 1 + 1 = 2 in our modern world does not add up in the deeper nature of things. There is such magic if human beings could be past the over simplified story that leaves out humanity’s connection to the cosmos and to the earth. Well, not where I am standing…and hopefully reading this…maybe also no longer where you are standing. That reading this you are a little bit more return to the Earth that is the source of all life, here.
We get so bogged down in having things be definitive, but this is not about that. The point if and if you read the link, she is speculating also. The point and the power is that a communication, a direction, and an intelligence occurred between this human as well as others having these connections happen also.
I have a broader spectrum of awareness not that gives myself and others the ability to be part of a something that is generating a operation to work with these chaotic deconstructing collapsing time to transmute the energy being expelled…to capture it and to bring it into the earth so that there is fuel for unity to construct, and expand us beyond the border of what is now occurring.
For many many years since the internet came, I have posted in a public journal. I am aware of the electromagnetic field of the Earth as a living communication system that affects the consciousness of the human species and, often the life like bees, of other creatures. The part the is always missed by the human species is that the human species is not the superior species and that this planet will prevail as a living being whether she is flush with life as we know it now or loving herself as a desert devoid of diversity, atmosphere gone, feeling the winds of the universe. It is the human species and they interest in being part of this exquisite creation and who they are as a part of it that should be a human being’s interest. I post in my electromagnetic journal because it is the way Creation hears me…just like music or the crunch of dried leaves underfoot or water trickling down a wooded embankment away from the roar of a human presence.
For 3 nights before I at the lucid dream walk on the 13th of October, I had had a dream about being with a guru. The first night was Sai Maa. The second night I did not know who it was. Seemed somewhat like Mooji .but not quite. The next morning a picture of a man in a simple dark blue short sleeved t-shirt caught my eye in a picture on the top shelf of a bookshelf at Sarah and Larry’s house. When we were driving to get my Achilles heel worked on at the next level that day, I asked her if it was her son. He was stocky, I said. She replied, “No that is Papaji He was a younger version of the picture on the web but it was him and Mooji was his discipline. Both nights they were getting my limited mind set out of the way, for what I know now, is for a larger mindset that can open up into the larger picture of what is happening at Shasta. Then the heart, solar plexus lucid dream and then the 14th….so clear…so compelling. Will simply list the imagery and associative awareness connect with each image.
The tornado like vortex pulling the debris fields of fragmented consciousness into the earth like poop in a toilet to be used for new growth continued.
Then from the earth another vortex covered the ground and was being drawn up into the cosmos this was an intelligence from the planet sending information into a specific place in the cosmos that Shasta – the Mimzy Project – could/would draw from.
Then a band almost like a woman’s girdle began to pull the center in. The message was ‘gathering time’. Now I comprehend this. This is what you do when you are related to time as a container not a ribbon reaching out from past to future. You contain it. We will be containing time to be used on behalf of all life during our time at Shasta.
These lucid dreams walks last a long time. My system is being reset to accommodate larger interactive interrelated intelligences than the present limited human mind. The benefit to any human being becoming for a while part of the larger relationship with Creation that operated on behalf of all life and have us exist as whole is we get more able to navigate the smaller reality of which we are a part without being captured and at the effect of it.
Then the most beauteous thing happened. Pink spheres began to emerge from the double vortex and covered it. When I was in Damanhur in the Hall of Spheres, I would always try to be the first one into the Hall of Spheres because I would sit for hours blending my mind -emptying into them. My favorite was a clear sphere is a pink lava looking softness in it. One night in the early morning, the little lava shape began to move and what looked like a soft finger began to come out of the sphere toward me. I tried to stay very still and breath deeply and gently shaken by the reality of it. Then it receded after coming within a foot of my third eye. I turned around to see if the protector of the space from Damanhur had seen anything. He was looking straight over my head but oh! was he grinning.
I was so excited watching these spheres. Damanhur has colors. I do not know what pink is but pink is definitely my color intelligence connected to Damanhur. I was very clear that the pink spheres were signifying a Damanhurian intelligence.
I love how the greater intelligence and intelligences push us past our mindscape the is so boxed and boring into colors, movement, shapes that rearrange our mind’s ability for greater intelligence. I was and am aware that much is going on and that the direction and actions that are ours are forming.
I fell asleep and dreamed of the doctor who worked on my achilles…my beautiful magical doctor…letting me know his wife had asked me to come to dinner. She is a guru.
Later that day in a meeting we spoke of gradients, resonance, topography, slopes, vector, etc…working our minds to be able to stay related to the multidimensional geopathic topography that is clearly becoming more and more of the communication system between the realms we are moving with in Shasta and ourselves.
The Search for Intelligent Life in the Universe
written by Jane Wagner & Lily Tomlin
Trudy the Bag Lady: (near the play’s beginning) Dial-switch me outta this! I got enough worries of my own. These trances are entertaining but distracting, especially since someone else has the remote control, and if the pause button should somehow get punched, I could have a neurotransmitter mental meltdown. Causes “lapses of the synapses.” I forget things. Never underestimate the power of the human mind to forget. The other day, I forgot where I put my house keys — looked everywhere, then I remembered…
I don’t have a house. I forget more important things, too. Like the meaning of life. I forget that. It’ll come to me, though. Let’s just hope when it does, I’ll be in…
My space chums say they’re learning so much about us since they’ve begun to time-share my trances. They said to me, “Trudy, the human mind is so-o-o strange.” I told ’em, “That’s nothin’ compared to the human genitals.”
Next to my trances they love goin’ through my shopping bags. Once they found this old box of Cream of Wheat. I told ’em, “A box of cereal.” But they saw it as a picture of infinity. You know how on the front is a picture of that guy holding up a box of Cream of Wheat and on that box is a picture of that guy holding up a box of Cream of Wheat and on that box is a picture of that guy holding up a box of Cream of Wheat and on that box is a picture of that guy holding up a box of Cream of Wheat…
We think so different. They find it hard to grasp some things that come easy to us, because they simply don’t have our frame of reference. I show ’em this can of Campbell’s tomato soup. I say, “This is soup.” Then I show ’em a picture of Andy Warhol’s painting of a can of Campbell’s tomato soup. I say, “This is art.” “This is soup.” “And this is art.” Then I shuffle the two behind my back. Now what is this?
No, this is soup and this is art! (near the play’s ending)
Hey, what’s this? “Dear Trudy, thanks for making our stay here so jam-packed and fun-filled. Sorry to abort our mission — it is not over, just temporarily scrapped. We have ordered to go to a higher bio-vibrational plane. Just wanted you to know, the neurochemical imprints of our cardiocortical experiences here on earth will remain with us always, but what we take with us into space that we cherish the most is ‘goose bump’ experience.”
Did I tell you what happened at the play? We were at the back of the theater, standing there in the dark, all of a sudden I feel one of ’em tug my sleeve, whispers, “Trudy, look.” I said, “Yeah, goose bumps. You definitely got goose bumps. You really like the play that much?” They said it wasn’t gave ’em goose bumps, it was the audience.
I forgot to tell ’em to watch the play; they’d been watching the audience! Yeah, to see a group of strangers sitting together in the dark, laughing and crying about the same things…that just knocked ’em out. They said, “Trudy, the play was soup…the audience…art.”
So they’re taking goose bumps home with ’em. Goose bumps! Quite a souvenir. I like to think of them out there in the dark, watching us. Sometimes we’ll do something and they’ll laugh. Sometimes we’ll do something and they’ll cry. And maybe one day we’ll do something so magnifcent, everyone in the universe will get goose bumps.
Trudy: Now, since I put reality on the backburner, my days are jam-packed and fun filled. Like some days, I go hang out around seventh avenue; I love to do this old joke: I wait for some music-loving tourist form one of the hotels on central park to go up and ask someone “How do I get to Carnegie Hall?” Then I run up and yell, “PRACTICE!”. The expression on peoples’ faces is priceless. I never could have done that stuff whe I was in my right mind. I’d be worried people would think I was crazy. When I think of all the fun I missed, I try not to be bitter.
See, the human mind is like a.. pinata. When it breaks open, theres a lot of surprises inside. once you get in the pinata perspective, you see that losing your mind can be a peak experience.
I was not always a bag lady, you know. I used to be the creative consultant. For big companies! Who do you think thought up the color sheme for Howard Johnson’s? At the time, no one was using orange and aqua in the same room together. With fried clams.
The only idea I’m proud of – my umbrella hat. Protects me against sunstroke, rain and muggers. For some reason, muggers steer clear of people wearing umbrella hats.
Ever since my shock treatments I started having these time-space continum shifts, I guess you’d call it. Suddenly, it was like my central nervous system had a patio addition out back. not only do I have a linkup to extraterrestrial channels, I also got a hookup with humanity as a whole. Animals and plants too. I used to talk to plants all the time. Then one day, they started talking back. They said, “Trudy, shut up!”
Trudy: Here we are standing on the corner of “Walk, Don’t Walk.” You look away form me, trying not to catch my eye, but you didn’t turn fast enough, did you?
I know what you’re thinkin’; You’re thinkin’ I’m crazy. You think I give a hoot? You people look at my shopping bags, call me crazy ’cause I collect this junk. What should we call the ones who buy it?
It’s my belief we all, one time or another secretly ask ourselves the question, “Am I crazy?” In my case the answer came back: A resounding YES!
The symptoms are subtle but unmistakable to the trained eye. For instance, here I am standing at the corner of “walk, don’t walk” waiting for these aliens from outer space to show up. I call that crazy don’t you? if I were sane, I should be waiting for the light like everyone else.
They’re late, as usual.
You’d think, as much as they know about time travel, they could be on time once in a while.
I could kick myself. I told them I’d meet ’em on the corner of “walk, Dont walk” ’round lunchtime. Do they even know what lunch means? I doubt it.
When they get here they’ll probably dying to know what “lunchtime” means and when they find out it means going to Howard Johnson’s for fried clams, I wonder, will they be a bit let down?
I dread having to explain tartar sauce.
I have not written in my journal for a long time. I think this past year has been without my realizing it a wilderness retreat with my beloved Lily. I am pretty sure in hindsight the greater reality of which I AM and I am a part was busy with my local self wandering around looking like my activity of life was normal. Not realizing it was in no way normal. AND, in hindsight, very beautiful and important.
In remembrance, about the first of the year all my attention was on Lily. Not worried excepted worried about her dying which is a human norm. More…without my realizing it creating a new relationship with her that, not only does not require physical form, operates beyond it. I would take time with both of us being with each other as if our sovereign immortal natures were gazing at each other through our mortal eyes. I would intentionally generate tactile memory stroking her fur and consciously checking my hands and my face and my legs and when she curled against my solar plexus to see if they were recording the physical memory. This is very important. The only reason we are physical is for the sensations, the sensory delight, the joy of experiencing our immortality in various short term forms. I would watch her special moves that opened up my heart and my spirit and basically record them over and over and over again. Mostly I did it because I knew when she passed I was not to suffer and to not be traumatized. At a lesser consciousness level, I did not want to suffer. At a higher consciousness level, I have already experienced my son Jeremy when he left his mortal coil, he did not leave our connection and was the source of my moving from a constricted terrifying limitation of perception mostly asleep frantically looking for what I was as part of a greater whole and unable to find it.
When he died at 5 years old, I transcended these limitations for sure but I also gained a hundred pounds as the flesh and the spirit were not in harmony. That is when I realized why people spent years in caves or ashrams because the decrepancy between the mortal and immortal natures was to off balance in the world we were born into. In 1979 when Jeremy died, my consciousness blew open and pretty much what you have seen over the past 51 years is my establishing this awakened consciousness into the norm of what human beings has held reality to be.
Now after two months of experiencing such an extraordinary elevation of consciousness, I am beginning to be suspicious that something beyond breaking through the border and beyond into these realms that are only connection, only unity, only oneness…not other than that.
Now I am beginning to notice is that I am actually at the border and that there is an activity I am in that is giving me a smile and possibly an ah ha. I posted to someone below.
I don’t know how to language what I am experiencing which is incredibly real in ways I never thought possible. I have been with you and your body I think we could say at the threshold. i.e. Damanhur. It wasn’t intentional. Nothing is anymore I just find I am places being there on behalf of I think immortality. It is really strange, but it feels like what I really am. I did not know about your body but I have been in, as best I can state, a dialogue at the border I.e. threshold where I was actively reviewing crossed lines, tangled webbing, probably egigenetics, etc. it is a place I am now that literally is where everything operates on behalf of all life-immortality and sort of by being there corrects ambiguity. Best I can language but so exquisite there. I was so glad to find you (whatever a you is) there a few days or weeks ago. That is all I know.
I am so excited. I am in a living reality where the immortal and the mortal are gaining strength, stamina, and capacity for their oneness again … where the spirit and the flesh are gaining strength, stamina, and capacity for their unity body again… where the temporal and the eternal are in connection again.
Exploring Generating Organizing Designs of Creation
“In our group work on Saturday, exploring the 5th level of consciousness in ourselves as and as part of, generating organizing designs of Creation, a phenomenon of mind occurred. It was breathtaking, as human beings usually cannot sustain and maintain expanded faculties of thinking with others. As the dawn of a collective sharing at the border of a higher facility of consciousness occurred, there was no time to let go as a collective and explore it as we were in a teaching model that required explanation and direction and used up the time we would need to fall into a shared consciousness with each other.
‘How beautiful!’ I thought. This is what the human community call the first Wednesday of every month is about: Exploring the Generating Organizing Designs of Creation. Let’s have that call which is about the exploration we found ourselves in Saturday continue then.”
There is something beautiful happening to the human mind. When human beings think of mental, there is a discrepancy. When the mental mind is devoid of sentience that you find in senses, sensation, and imagination and empathic response which is the shared connection we have with all existence, it is a dry dusty place to be for sure. But when the metamind of a human being awakens, amazing.
I invited the body of participants to move our conversation into the Wednesday Telecall. Jim and Janice will be facilitating. We will see what happens. It will be fun. I call it a consciousness bath of our metamind’s capacity to explore beyond the border of present indoctrinated understanding and… become present to what there is to become present to; open up into what there is to open up into; have what here is to have.
I will be there with Elektra Porzel, the main facilitator of the LOC-Institute, and with others who began conversations we put off until Wednesday.
Strangely enough I find it amazing how many human beings are not drawn to the exquisiteness of consciousness and how it empowers and has a completeness so vast beyond the crumpled circumstances a linear life.
Your/Existence’s G.O.D.s are that. I look forward to those of you who join us.
Spent the day in union with Creation yesterday at Yellowstone.
There is an amazing metareality opening up for human beings now. Yesterday I already had on my calendar to go to Yellowstone…I felt called. Then the fires started in Colorado and California…I know one must get beyond cause and effect and embrace synchronicity. The synchronicity is the timing of unity with Creation. Yesterday was that. With the Mother, on behalf of all life…
I woke up this morning…spent. I let the Transmutative Wholeness WhatsApp Group know
. Then I collapsed back to sleep after having collapsed into the bed at the hotel last night at 7am and had woken up for a moment at 6am just to post my need. Then, I rolled over at 7am and found myself looking up Nevada City Fire. I saw the erratic wind had stopped and the metastate of the metareality I had been in yesterday at Yellowstone with the wind, the vents, and the sulfur lakes came back to me.
I wrote to Transmutative Wholeness again:
“I could be spent from the work I did yesterday. I don’t understand me anymore. I going to metastates like yesterday like I’m part of the Mother wind and mother fire, etc and I don’t quite know what is happening but it feels powerful and real – not me – more part of something we all are now and ‘she’ [from my human perspective] is listening. Me? I am just pretty good at getting her attention more than ever because where I am, some large territory of human being is operating on behalf of life and having life exist as a whole. That’s as close as I can get.
I feel spent like one of those movies where all the life force energy is used on behalf of Life. I just feel like something is happening that has another kind of intelligence for human beings and that the primordial mother and the cosmology of creation are becoming one again.
I did a Facebook live on A Sacred Space for Rest and Courage – a short one – yesterday because I could see registers coming back online.
So it’s not ‘me’ – ‘I’ – centric. Nor is it ‘we’ centric. It is Creation Centric when the powers and forces of creation are alive in unity with human beings who operate on the half of all life.
It was very raw for me at the river yesterday. You can feel the resonance of it better in the Facebook Live I did than here as I am exhausted…spent…weary.
I heard from two people this morning who I have not heard from. This is the way of it…being one with Creation.
…Sending you love. I am still with you. I have been carrying you with me these weeks, sometimes you are inside, sometimes moving through. But nonetheless always with me. I am honored to have you aboard. ?????????????????
…letting you know we are thinking of you….
The right words, the right actions come that get you up again…this is what I have spoken about all these years without human beings being in the evidence of it, but now we are. Oh yes…I know our identities and egos are dysfunctional, but our gut experience isn’t. Those funny feelings that we are more is not lost to us and that we are part of Creation…we have just lost the registers…but we have always been participating. Now it would seem that humanity could be getting their registers back. The very fact I heard from two people who matter to me who I have not heard from and they said what they said we boosted me – as we are all busy as a collective field restoring not only our own but humanity’s relationship with all creation. It is when others pick up on it and register it even though they don’t realize it and reach out that we know something is active.
All my life, I have registered what humanity is awakening into…that original nature of the original design of human beings restoring…little did I realize that when people responded to the Restoring the G.O.D.* matrixes that what would activate is the registers where we ARE part of the G.O.D. matrixes of Creation.
Spent the day in union with Creation yesterday at Yellowstone.
