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.
I love you humanity…forever,
Article posted to a Newsletter in Damanhur regarding walking Damanhur Spirals
“THE MIMZY PROJECT”
OUR INVITATION TO YOU, NOV 05, 2020 AT NOON IN YOUR TIME ZONE – TO WALK YOUR SPIRAL –
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.
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.
This brings us to 2021…and what is beginning to emerge…November 5th, 2021, is when we built the Spiral on Mt. Shasta. October 23rd – October 28th, 2021 is when we went to keep our date with the Mimzys – a date we had generated. This October 23rd, 2021, I am inviting everyone who participated or feels called to move with the linkage now unfolding that in the Field of Tantra Maat has become I, Magi, I, Guardian at the Gate, the Activations joining the realms with human beings again, etc.
May we enter the kingdom of Paradise, whether it be on imagination or our reality, the healing power of the Mother will have found its way back to us.
I am maintaining my promise to keep the door open to the Realm of Dragon. Whether that is the highway of the beloved that human beings can cross over into or not remains to be seen. Who knows what the August Activation will Bring!
The dragon is a symbol of evil, in both the chivalric and Christian traditions. In the Orient, it symbolizes supernatural power, wisdom, strength, and hidden knowledge. In most traditions, it is the embodiment of chaos and untamed nature.
A mythical beast with a combination of reptilian and serpentine traits, the Dragon features in the legends of several cultures the world over.
Although the dragons of the East and the West have quite similar physical characteristics, their symbolic representations are drastically different and, in a way, indicate the cultural differences between these civilizations. The most notable difference between the Asian and European dragons is that while the European folklore has portrayed the dragons as evil, fearsome and malevolent creatures, the Asian cultures regard them as benevolent beings.
And we wonder why the door to that healing power stays closed.
“The little queen all golden
Flew hissing at the sea.
To stop each wave
Her clutch to save
She ventured bravely.
As she attacked the sea in rage
A holderman came nigh
Along the sand
Fishnet in hand
And saw the queen midsky.
He stared at her in wonder
For often he’d been told
That such as she
Could never be
Who hovered there, bright gold.
He saw her plight and quickly
He looked up the cliff he faced
And saw a cave
Above the wave
In which her eggs he placed.
The little queen all golden
Upon his shoulder stood
Her eyes all blue
Glowed of her true
As I was writing this, an undeniable experience occurred. The land in front of me came alive and it was as if the dragon of the land was arching its back in front of me and under me. I even felt dizzy like the board was bending. I called Sarah, who is the keeper of this kingdom downstairs to share this primordial moment with her and she beckoned me to come and see something she had never seen on her land. It was not the sun.
The sun is over here when I am. Here is the picture I took of the angel and turkey. You see the primordial kingdom lives in harmony and unity with all of the non-physical realms. They are able to shift between form and formless as once, could we. Now we only can when we dream and when we die. The Great Sorrow.
I live in realtime. If we do not live something then we should not talk about it as if we know it. All this having an opinion without the actual experience behind the opinion deadens our mind to what is real for each of us. My work on the planet of this time is to restore the registers for each person what, for them, is real. I love you. Tantra Maat
I will be in Ireland with Anne Tyrrell the middle to the end of September. Yesterday I spent 3 hours pouring through the places that Anne said were calling. I could feel them calling also. This time I knew I needed to try to reach past the stated history and go into the voices I had heard and who had awakened me when I walked Ireland those five years so long ago. Those voices and presences became my story in my book, An Irish Tale of a Modern Mystic. Almost to the minute Anne and I and Jackie all felt the call this year. As Anne and I have been sorting out the places and days, the deep murmurings that beckoned me to Ireland in 1998 are becoming a loud hum in my cellular memory of other times. Not just any other times… specific moments of time that are part of a deep earth/high heaven timeline that I knew I would return to Ireland to be a part of…a timeline that was once part of the Irish kings and queens, bards and druids. A timeline that is part of the regal, elemental, cosmic nature of the Irish soul that extends beyond Ireland to all people.
As I walked through the internet, finding images of the places we are going and looking at them on a map, my brain began to open up in ways that had opened before in my union with this planet and…not just in this lifetime. In other lifetimes I was part of life in different ways that are expressed in Unity with Creation. In the present expression of life, human beings are largely caught in the surface reality that they have become way too fond of not realizing that this surface reality has dug into the human mind and is destroying it. This journey with the timeline of another future has been with me my entire life and now in September/October of 2018, I am doing my part of a repatterning that is designed to web some of humanity into a timeline of another future that they are part of and longing to return to during this year and the year ahead.
I began my conversation openly today with the voices. My intent was to ask them about the Tuatha de Dannan because it was the Tuatha de Dannan that had me write the Irish Tale of a Modern Mystic where I was unwittingly one of the keys to their return. They had something else to say first:
Are you there?
I am so glad.
Who are you?
Here for you.
I know. I feel it. Thank you.
Can I ask you a question?
I keep feeling you. It isn’t just a random feeling. I keep feeling many ‘yous’. Can you explain this?
Yes. Some of us are the devas that have come up through the earth in a co-operative dimension forming between some human beings and ourselves. Others in the same co-operative dimension come from the kingdoms within which the spirit of some human beings existed. Others are new from far away galaxies who are coming to receive the voices of those of you who are calling bringing their expertise, as you would say, to what is occurring. And there are more that fill in the frequency bases that allow this planet to wiggle out of her entanglement in devolutionary forces that have been building here for some time. You could say we are part those of you who are wiggling out also.
Thank you. Can I ask another question?
Not this time, but ask later.
June 23rd, 2018
Taken from a transcript from a Consult in 2013:
You ought to be able to say, “OK, I need to shift my environment.” And within three days, you’ve shifted it. And no strain on you whatsoever. You should be able to communicate in direct alignment with yourself: “I know that’s not mine to do. I’m not going to be doing that.” It is the nature of your higher design. You are in a direct link with Creation. You are part of the greater universe. If you are not aligned with your higher design, you give energy to that which is not in alignment with Creation and it throws you. Your actual Design is your commitment to the universe because you are a unique and essential design of Creation. Your commitment is not to me or to my words. It’s not even to your children. We’re all temporary. But you came with a Huge commitment to an aspect of Creation which is aligning something down here. And we have no time now. You know, the Mayans weren’t kidding. We have no time for anything but that alignment now.”
From an email thread regarding the new book being written Mind of Creation:
On Jun 8, 2018, at 7:27 PM, Lara wrote:
In jive with the vibes of what all of you shared re: the sentient intelligence of the heart as too, the symbiosis of the inner ecosystem and Melissa’s insightful pointing towards the “metapoint of different intelligences”
On my side, what feels like pressing into the system is an awareness of the web of dragon currents or ley lines running through the Earth like a nervous system of Her’s, and the collective mindscape points of light of the field building relationship to and in commune with Her. synchronicity’s bandwidth of symbiosis between the inner and outer ecosystem and the inner earth’s multiverse on my mind.
6.23.18 I wrote;
I haven’t been able to read any emails for a while. I have been rushing through the currents of shifts and changes that occur when you are one with Creation. When I read the words ‘the sentient intelligence of the heart’ and the ‘symbiosis of the inner ecosystem’, I felt self-described. I feel the sentient intelligence of my heart. It is in direct alignment with the pulse of the bears, the deer, the squirrels, the stars, the movement of the wind through the trees – all in the existence of being one with all Creation. It is truly one of the most amazing awakenings I have ever had. Even when I stopped feeding my squirrels so they will not expect food anymore in the squirrel feeder when I no longer am here, there is no separation. There is a recognition of the shift in the conditions here and we are one in that.
‘The metapoint of different intelligences’ is no longer limited to a physical location. I can hear in my heart literally the heartbeat of their intelligence linked into the separation needed from this place that is occurring both for them and for me. They literally do not come here anymore. Then the deer. I came day before yesterday to get towels to go to the river and two deer stood on the road that headed up the drive to the house being with me. Then yesterday, when I came back from taking my brother and his wife to the airport, I had kept a banana peel. A single deer was standing almost in the same spot. I stopped and tossed the banana peel to her. She looked down at it and then up at me. Then she began to eat it. I knew that no human action separated us. That I had escaped the illusion of that. The bond of sentient intelligence between us was rock solid and that the actions I am taking are to make sure that the metapoints of shared sentient intelligence is alive and well in me.
Then you wrote “the dragon currents or ley lines running through the Earth like a nervous system of Her’s”. These currents are the nervous system of Her. I feel this nervous system bonding with our nervous system again which is part of our original design. I am not the only one. I feel it in my body. My human mind is no longer separate from the Mind of Creation in a way that I have never experienced before. I do not think it is my capacity alone. I feel her nervous system in the human system now and the connection to the sentience of many intelligences rising in the human mind. This is ‘the collective mindscape points of light’ in the field, ‘building relationship to and in commune with the with’ the Earth and the Cosmos. We have arrived at Timeless Time where unity with All Creation is restoring now. Human time will be deeply affected by this. Things that are attempting to happen ‘in time’ will slip away. Other things will come into human time from a different dimensional configuration. Many human beings will not, in this illusion of Time, be able to calculate. I will, am, and can. It is exciting to feel the ‘others in the Field’ who are moving with these ‘dragon currents’ of Earth/Cosmos Time also. This is ‘synchronicity’s bandwidth of symbiosis between the inner and outer ecosystem and the inner earth’s multiverse’ we are returning to is inside human time and affecting the human mind now. It will be interesting to see what rises with that.
Final note: I knew one day the Mind of Creation would rise from a shared mind of sentience in all living things. While I am aware that the mind of some human beings will stay locked in the narrow spectrum of ‘human only centric thinking’, I, with ‘others’, are in the rising symbiosis of this shared sentient intelligence of Creation.
Will write in another diary entry regarding what is awakening in our shared Mind of Creation regarding the body. Will post as Diary Entry 2 of 2.
July 14th, 2017
Why do I have dragons in my backyard? There is a twelve foot tall metal dragon who looks down on us from the hill up the hill from our fence that is humorously designed to keep bears out. She is a mother dragon. She strongly suggested, in her gracious yet daunting way, that she not be kept inside the fence. She needed to be outside the fence where she could protect us, as well as, make sure that the creatures knew that we were safe people. Her children live inside the fence. Yolanda is her four foot daughter who looks out on the world-within the fence. Owen, positioned own his own dais overlooking my deck, is her four foot son who watches over me and mine.
I bought glistening stone flat slabs to make a terrace for my rabbit bench. My three walking stick trees that create a scraggily mix of green and twisted branches shade the feisty bench.
Behind the green twisted walking sticks is a three hundred and fifty pound obsidian ball with selenite sticks around it. Obsidian and I have always had a power connection. I merge with obsidian to go into oblivion where only what serves life comes back. Recently, I married my beloved Jackie and her beloved Neal in the power of the ball recently. Connecting them into the ball, they are protected from the powerful separation that the reality we were born into forces upon us. After all, that is what I am…a protector.
The mother pine tree who minds after the other trees in my part of the yard is adored with the kitchen for the birds and squirrels. A small hollow log, given to me by fellow compatriots of caring, stays filled with food for the squirrel kingdom. The log cuddles in the crease of the branch and trunk for my two small bushy short-tailed Chicory squirrels, one black, one gray, as well as the numerous big long tailed gray ones. In the morning, if I have not yet fed them, the black Chicory, who I have named Chicory, comes and raps on my glass door until I come out and feed them. On a low limb, are the bird feeders. One bird feeder is for the smaller birds with a top that keeps the big birds out and another is long and large so the big birds are not left out.
The other areas that hold the field of unity where I live is my porch. My porch is where I sit to do my quickbooks on my MacAir and write. It is the kitchen for my large population of hummingbirds. The feeder is completely flooded by hummingbirds of every color: the red throated, the iridescent green, the drab brown, the blue, the yellow create a kaleidoscope of colorful movement as well as loud theta hum buzzing that relaxes the tension in my brain. Another is my deck that juts out in the center of my yard where I once slept joyfully under the stars. But the intrusion of a gigantic skunk one night, a bear another night, and a family of raucous raccoons over several night drove me inside. It didn’t help that Lily growled at the dark all night. Now I rest out there and go into before the nighttime visitations. I use my deck in the morning to write my templates and to enjoy my birds, squirrels, and deer as they come to feed. I love unusual birdhouses. A red wooden house sits on my outdoor table and chairs and my metal flowered house hangs from the limb of my tree. This living field keeps me in the spunk of life.
But that is not all.
I have a working relationship with my flowers and my bushes. We are in constant unity and communication through touch, sight, and smell. My birds, squirrels, and hummers communicate through movement, sound, and sight. We live in an active symmetry of life. My elemental allies and the powers and forces of Creation come to work with me on behalf of all life here.
Some day Pan will come to bring a deeper unity with earth to this garden, but for now he resides outside my beloved Shama Viola’s nuclei in Damanhur, Italy.
My room is worked through with colors. A six foot long red and blue dragon stretches across my back wall. My three foot well oiled Ganesha sits atop the wood stove that isn’t used now. A Buddha wall hanging holds the space of peace and harmony. My altar has a cheerful chubby Buddha and a large quartz crystalized stone embedded in granite. Small statues of Maat, the winged protector of life; Bast, the wisdom of the cat and an ally with the immortals; and a black dog that protects us in death, Anubis, that Lily, my dog looks like when she sits in her stretched out position sit on a round mirror to mirror their ancient energy of connection into the room. My brother gave me two candles holders of hands and fingers shaped in the mantra of Maat. Am I a worshipper of Ganesha, the Egyptian deities? Am I a Buddhist? No, I am connected to what gives me life and has me exist as whole. Are you? Or, are you governed by what people will think and are conditioned to avoid what would serve you?
Pictures of Shasta protect my outer door and pictures of my children who are off leading their own lives warm the walls of my inner sanctum. Someone asked me once why I didn’t have Jesus or Mother Mary anywhere. I can’t. I walked with them and they are part of my history and my making. It would feel odd to have representations of them that do not look like how I remember them to be. Nor do I need images of angels since so many invisible powers and forces still move and engage with me.
It is important I do not leave out Georgia’s garden and her care of the house where I live in my own apartment on the bottom floor. I moved here because Georgia already had created a sanctuary through her designed adornment of her home. Her beautiful manicured spectacular garden is next door to my, not so manicured, more ancient Celtic garden.
Georgia had already laid the groundwork for me when I came. When I came, she and I began to work in tandem to build a matrix of resonance that vibrates with the Earth’s core and her original design.
I say this with no make believe. I have felt what they now call the Schmann resonance since I was born. It did not have a name at the time. I have been tuning my life to that unity with Creation, the unity between Earth and the cosmos since I was born – often almost dying without that unity.
When I was five years old, Frank, our gardener in Tennessee, secretly dug me a shallow grave hidden back behind the thick oak trees in our yard so I could sneak out into the yard at night to sleep there. I would wrap myself up in an Indian blanket my dad bought me at the Cherokee reservation so I could escape and recover from the verbal and physical abuse of my mother. I somehow even without the words knew I must not lose my connection to my sense of life. Maybe it why I saw fairies and made clothes for them out of the big leaves of one of mother’s flowering plants when I was ten years old. In the resonance of the earth, I found the connections I know now without doubt that come to me, demand of me, and create with me.
Georgia and I put together a gateway at the bottom of the driveway that keeps the matrix we keep building strong, and, yes, protected. The right side is a hollowed tree that lost part of its trunk. We put a large white stone from the land there. On the left side is a stump of a large tree where a large face of Buddha, the carrier of peace rests against a large log and a rock holds a crystal to communicate with the earth.
This is not idle play. This is to build a unified field with the earth and the cosmos that vibrates with the harmony point, the structural harmonic, between the Earth and the rest of Creation. In this bubble, we are not affected by the chaotic overstimulated nervous system of humanity around us. We have even gotten it to a point, that a constant barrage of news resets into the harmonic field. There is so much more I could tell you, but I need to get to the Teacher’s meeting of the In Unity with Creation Institute where we are structuring another resonant field.
The earth and the cosmos and I have had a long well-established relationship. Like many I lost the power of that connection as I grew up but it came back explosively when I went to Ireland in the 1990s. You can read about my re-introduction to my connection to all this even more deeply in my book, An Irish Tale of a Modern Mystic, All this happened for me without the ability to find this resonance in human beings.
But not for long. Resonance seeks resonance in all creation.
Someone came to me many years ago and shared what happened to them in their consult in a technical way. The access to resonance I came with, he described through what he knew of physics. Out of that time, I found a way to bring a syntax of language forward for people to use to get access to this resonance the same way all of life is designed to carry a Language of Creation – so are human beings. I wrote a book to capture for human beings their design in resonance with Creation. Then a young man, Elan, who worked with Ambionic sound shared with me that the Creation Templates I created, so people could connect with this unity I have felt my whole life, and that my mind was no longer separated from, carried the harmonics of the Golden Spiral. The Golden Spiral translates resonance into form whether it be physical structure like cathedrals or plants or the non-physical like language or the movement of dance. A world for me was born in the human kingdom. A world where people could be their embodiment of their heritage…a unity point, a metapoint, of the earth and the cosmos through their resonant mind…their mind of creation, that had not been destroyed in me, thank the heavens.
What started this post? This morning, I was sent an article on the Schmann Resonance from a man I deeply admire, Joe Dispenza from someone who I am building yet another resonant field with. The article gave the beautiful startled ah ha! for why we writing Creation Exercises that draw in our Language of Creation for 90 days. I posted the article for a deeper connection into the 90 Day Creation Project we are doing. A deeper understanding of why some of us are posting on our Facebook site and others are keeping a private diary – all on behalf of Generating Realities through the Creation Exercises – our language of resonance – our language of creation. It is amazing to feel people’s delight when they realize they are bringing resonance to the nervous system of our human kingdom so we can live in the harmonic of life-giving design of this planet and the universe.
I was compelled to write this post. Build resonance in your mind. Build resonance in your life. It will not only protect you. Resonance will open you up into what you cannot hear, cannot see, cannot smell, cannot taste, cannot touch, cannot know without it. When so much understanding and access is available, do not fall victim to the dark ages upon us only as a movement into the next greater whole.
Off to the Teachers’ meeting!
I’ve just come in from outside, we have oiled the three dragons. They are shining in the sun and clearly preening from their oily beauty.