Dream Time

29 August 2023

2023.08.29. Are things what they seem…

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…a dream and a journey

The Dream?

One of the characters in the dream was Hugh Grant. I know he was the character in the dream because he was a bad magician in Dungeons and Dragons, a movie I watched a couple of times.

The Dream: I was going to a magic school and I could tell that I could help with a formula for Hugh Grant who thought he could carry the magic all himself and use it for himself. Somehow, I got myself tangled up in trying to fix it and he came after me with dark magic. Then the dream shifted and I was terrified.

Please note, that I am no longer terrified. In fact, like I said when I took Russ to the plane this morning, I was actually quite centered and calm. That doesn’t change my solar -plexus is like a 5-alarm fire feeling danger all around me except here at my home and my torso is shaking. I know it is shaking with remembrance attached to this event with Dakini, but for now, I am just giving it a place where I can watch it but work to not let it dwell in me – buying myself some time.

I also slept after Russ left at 5 a.m. this morning. I couldn’t sleep last night and finally fell asleep at 2 am and up at 4 am but I could feel my care for myself no longer so terribly thrown by what I felt coming at me enough to go back to sleep at 5:30 am and sleep until 10 am.

I have Keven with me who feels like a magic dog this morning protecting me from bad joo joo [spelling incorrectly on purpose to not draw attention to what I am aware of]. Having him feels good – real or not real – it feels good. I say all this because I can feel my stature again, not necessarily strength, but stature. I must have really hit a fissure in the realms of magic that carries a time similar to a memory my body remembers when I was flayed open and the potion made from the power of my solar plexus was used to destroy my people. It is along that line only more active and felt more real.

I think I can let the cellular memory and what is working through me right now stay in my observer more than my craver thanks to Melissa all the people who wrote craving exercises for the craver to move through ‘harm’ into the river of Life where what is life-enhancing and life-generating dwells – increasing in me the power of what is life-enhancing and life-generating as well.

Also tethering felt like a lifeline for me but I didn’t say that…still don’t understand why I would say that. But whatever people did yesterday, what my heart family did, including the strange-looking young man straight out of a Mexican magic hat who towed the RV, and what happened tethering has left me able in two ways.

One is, while still highly at the effect of my body’s memory that is still reactive, I am simply letting anything around the RV go because somehow it hit a fissure of powerlessness that I can ill afford. Second, I said to Maeve this morning on a voicemail on WhatsApp. the magic I am rebuilding to the best of my ability to put into words is between human beings who can once again be cared for and care for others in thought, word, and deed [the realms of the beloveds] and not be turned against each other.

Whatever destroyed the ability of human beings and their ability to care for each other over money, possessions, houses, social status, and even their partners who harm others, etc. – all entrapments, I keep bringing myself there. Whatever happened to me so long ago was really really bad. I know that and now it is up for transmuting the trauma of it into life force energy.

Keven just came over and laid down beside me.

I know I am in a transmutation because the actuality of transmuting showed up in the second part of the dream as really real. I can’t type this without shaking at the horror at the tender tendrils of memory. It is why I have kept my distance from human beings this lifetime. And now, the break with human beings’ ability to belong once again to each other as beloveds of the cosmos and the planet is before me and thanks to the support of this Field of Tantra Maat, and others with capacities, I have a chance.

The second half of the dream[?]

[In reality] I knew I was in my bed. I had turned to face the wall of my bed with my head at the base of the bed so the sun could flow over me like in a sarcophagus [another memory of how to protect myself using the power of the sun to do that- I was drawing what protected me and helped in a transmutation from everywhere]. I knew I would be safe there in the sun in the face of malevolence coming at me with everything it had out of Dakini right outside my window. I also called on the Goddesses – the Dakinis because I knew that naming her wasn’t a mistake – I now know that that it was an act of protection for what was to come.

Dakinis are energetic beings in female form, evocative of the movement of energy in space. In this context, the sky or space indicates ??nyat?, the insubstantiality of all phenomena, which is, at the same time, the pure potentiality for all possible manifestations.

I had finally ‘with the help of my beloveds’, broken through the entrapment of my personal identity that had been caught in feeling betrayed, unsupported, and left to be destroyed with no one there to help me, the terror that has been eating at me far beyond this lifetime.

Vile black thick threadlike fingers of darkness were enraged. I was slipping out of the unconsciousness that I had been at the effect of. The tendrils came at me again and again. I would wait as long as I could with them all around me, but not in me, and capture as much of ‘them’ as I could into a Merkabah and pull myself and the Merkabah and the horror of the evil into the earth beneath me. I watched what happened there. I don’t know what this area of the planet is but it is pulsing with Light for sure. The light from the fissures of the molten core of the Earth Herself came up and devoured the black evil tendrils connected to a malevolent consciousness and a consciousness it was. I saw it in memories of actions others had taken with themselves, others, and Life – all innocent. I held to my own innocence and the innocence of this beloved species I so adored for so many milieus until the break with belonging to what they truly were designed to be -creatures of paradise – began.

“Mer” means Light. “Ka” means Spirit. “Ba” means Body. Mer-Ka-Ba means the spirit/body surrounded by counter-rotating fields of light, (wheels within wheels), spirals of energy as in DNA, which transports the spirit/body from one dimension to another.

I couldn’t move because I had to be so attentive and intentive and precise but I kept imagining taking my pulse in the trinity of the pulse of my own heart [that had been having serious pain last night], the pulse of the planet, and the pulse of the cosmos. I let the terror I felt in my body also go into the Merkabah.

I woke, with the first dream still dreaming itself out in the background of the second dream[?] event. Realizing in that scenario with Hugh Grant that I was repairing the trinity of magic – myself, others, and Life and, while it was not yet completely real, the magicians who work only for their own power were and would be subdued. I remembered remembering in the activity of the second part of the dream that I remember Jesu as an alchemist and knew I would wake up and print out the Lord’s Prayer in Aramaic and be part of restoring that reconnection with the Beloved.

I woke to notice I was no longer quite at the effect of those memories of those times in this new Here, this new Now.

I knew even if I died or the LaMesa Service Department never fixed the RV, or the bank came after my home, I was once again in the right relationship with what I once was a long time ago ‘with O/others in the Field of Paradise’ – formidable. If I had to live through the weakness that most human beings face who are broken from the Realms of the Beloveds, not by their actions but by actions from malevolent forces. Then so be it. I know how to take territory and taking territory I might be able to now once again.

8 June 2023

2023.06.08. Entering the Realms of the Beloveds after The World of Unity Telecall

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A Story from the Realms of the Beloveds

“Everything lived is a story. Here is mine.” Tantra Maat

It is chilly in my beloved New Mexico desert, but I am outside listening to Carlos Nakai playing Morning Vision. I have just walked my daughter’s dog Keven with C and Alfie, C’s dog, and am now settling in to write my Dream Walk after the Call last night.

What is a spiritual warrior? I am not sure I have ever asked that question or been asked that question, yet it is up…this morning particularly for me. A spiritual warrior does not operate for or against the outside world. A spiritual warrior operates with their direct link with Creation. Mine? To move with what grants life and has us exist as whole. To restore the Realms of the Beloveds that had this planet be a paradise. To restore the relational field of connection with ourselves, with each other, and with that which loves us. And yes, I am fierce.

“The art of being a warrior is to balance the wonder and the terror of being alive.” Carlos Castaneda

This is what showed up not in the people on the Call but what was present in the electromagnetic field of the Call. These aren’t things human beings want to know. Being enculturated to be helpless, the deep spirit is often watered down or drowned out – not anymore. Two years ago, I watched the deep spirit rising in human beings…quite a shock to the survival-based personalities of our modern world. This that showed up yesterday shows up when you begin to operate beyond the barriers of separation, isolation, and fear. It’s like a GIGANTIC BOO!!!! meant to turn you around and keep you tamed. I am not tamed.

We don’t choose to be spiritual warriors. We just find ourselves being one as circumstances arise that require one. Me, I prefer walking the mountain or walking by the Rio Grande, being in my backyard with my kin…the trees, the earth, the dragons, the birds, the dogs, the sky…

and you?

In 1985, I went to Ireland for the first time. This land of the gods and goddesses, of the primordial forces, of otherworldly natures that have not gone dormant changed me…brought me home to the deeper natures of Creation that are always moving with human beings regardless of their awareness.

I am ‘moving with’ in a respectful and aligned way with a Star of the Heart Activation that will take me to Ireland again. It is the activity of a lifetime. This skilled, technically capable, quantum bioengineering body of work is part of the restoration of paradise on this planet. If you change the energetic field that human beings dwell within, you change what is real. Real is only a manifestation of energy condensed into thought and form.

I have been chipping away at the pushback of the barriers that block human beings from being part of the greater kingdoms of love that they belong to.

It is for me essential to reach a certain frequency quality that human beings are able for that has that which goes against life here lose its hold. Part of what, when needed, The Field of Tantra Maat is designed for also. The World of Unity Telecall last night was part of that – chipping away at the barriers to the power human beings have to move with Creation and with what has life exist as whole. It was a tough call.

I actually had great resistance to coming on the call because I could feel the aspect of human beings that is not human that has people hate, reject, shut down, close off…etc. It is part of the mesmerization of the mental mind that shuts people down or overstimulates them – where they react or feel frozen. This is why the Creation Templates are so important. They heal the solar plexus so it is responding to the power of Creation not to fight or flight, f___ it or kill it.

The mental mind has a wall that human beings have trouble going beyond…it happened to the human species a long time ago. It is like a spell or a shock that turns human beings back into the mesmerization of illusion.

I knew that was what I was confronting last night – the barrier. I happened to look down at my phone 45 minutes before the call and a woman who was raised indigenous was calling me. In the conversation, there was a message for me. That is the way of spiritual warriors. They are aided by strange and unusual means that fortify their spirit so that they can carry on. Lightning is angels. Thunder is gods. This is not for an explanation – it was a message from the quantum nature of things that fortified my spirit and, in an energetic manner – girded my loins – my solar plexus was once more the drum of Creation.

When you are spiritually fortified, there is a Daniel in the lion’s den quality to your feeling of presence. While you are indeed engaging with human beings, you are also watching the barrier and seeing if it is weakening, collapsing even. There is a freedom that happens for human beings when the barriers to what they are part of that reveal who they actually are dissolves. That is what a spiritual warrior watches for – human beings being freed to be their unique and essential aspects of Creation.

I could feel the barrier. It was strong. When my co-facilitator Jim asked people to raise their hands if they wanted to share, neither he nor I saw any raised hands on our computer screens. I closed the call.

Within a minute, I got messages from seven people who told me their hands had been raised. We have a virtual system in place for communication so I immediately let the people know what had happened and asked them to share what they would have shared if we had seen their hands raised and would have called on them.

Other things happened in the next hour, that I paid attention to as the Field of Tantra Maat is a relational field of connection, building matrixes within which realities of unity can rise…where the operational design of a unified field where everything is moving with everything else, everything is in relationship with everything else, everything operates on behalf of everything else are all expressions of wholeness.

I know, “Yes, but?”

As long the lens of human beings is clouded by separation those yeah buts will continue just not much longer.

🙂

I went to sleep. I dream walked. Dream walking is very specific. You are in a different territory of existence that exists but just doesn’t register in the waking world. I don’t know how many pages I have written. I sat down to simply record the territory I experienced and, as you can see, a lot more came out.

I was in this amazing house that would have fit well in a Walt Disney movie. I was given a piece of paper as something or someone wisped by me like a semi-visible wind and put it in my hand. It all happened so fast. I thought I could see them but I couldn’t retain what I saw as they folded my fingers over the paper. I unfolded the paper. It read, “A most unusual fellow”. It was clearly a letter of introduction because the most unusual fellow who had the look of a Picasso Pixie Boy was staring at me smiling as I looked up from reading the words.

I knew I was in Diane’s world. I could remember her going out to her mother’s garden. I could feel her way of being completely. Her simplicity. Her world of her fairies and her animals both stuffed and alive, and her dolls was the world I was walking in before I became seasoned for the world I had been born into. Then she appeared. It was good to see her. I like her and was sorry she had to hide in order to survive…in me…

She smiled up at me with her golden-brown ringlets and her simple plain cotton day dress. She had a small goat with her. She had been walking around this oddly shaped house with oddly shaped furniture that morphed without explanation into who knows what. Definitely an attention grabber. She handed me the rope to the goat beaming that we were together again and I could participate in her world with her…finally…

She motioned for me to let the goat go out to play. She turned away from me after giving me her big teeth smile. I remember watching black and white TV with my elbows on the floor pushing my two front teeth in so they didn’t stick out so far and Mother could not tease me about them anymore. Without realizing it, I opened the wrong door. I felt her turn to yell to stop me but it was too late, off the goat went. He or she got past the bushes. I was mortified. I felt the goat feel me. He or she stopped and turned. Jumped straight up in the air which only those kinds of goats can do and pranced back toward me so proud to be returning. I heard Diane laugh and clap her hands gleefully behind me. I was relieved. I didn’t realize I had been holding my breath. As I went to close the door, seeing the goat doing slow-motion antics around the morphing room out of the corner of my eye, something slammed again it. I was thrown to the floor. A gigantic, out of proportion with the rest of the environment, wolf towered over me.

My heart stopped but I instantly noticed there was no fear. There was actually in that world no possibility for fear or terror. Mortified, embarrassed…yes but not fear…not terror…

Keven, my daughter’s dog, is 65 pounds and when he sits on you, you can’t get up. He is all muscle. This wolf was probably 100 pounds heavier. He nosed me and I was rolled over. He licked me and I was dripping wet. He pushed me as if he were a wolf chiropractor, my body going into all sorts of different contortions. I could have sworn he was laughing and enjoying himself even though I could not hear a thing.

I started laughing and crying. I was so relieved. The world I had been in a few hours before just couldn’t exist here in this place I found myself. The wolf had dropped himself over my body and I lay looking up at gently swinging chandeliers – an excessive amount of them.

Diane’s face came over mine. She was so beautiful. She kissed my forehead and I woke.

27 December 2022

2022.12.27. Angel Visitation

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In the same way, the bard passes the hat for the people to support him or her in his or her journey, I am taking on that tradition here. If you would like to support this story being told you are welcome to donate here.

h12.27.2022. Journal Entry 1

[since Chaco Canyon has been opened up for us to participate in as multidimensional beings…a story I am part of and have been embodying has opened me up into finally sharing…not something I do willingly as my own personal process I to do not see important unless relevant which it very much may be now}

It begins…

Interesting that this would be the day I would know I needed to get this in writing. It started a long time ago when a group of people gathered around me so I could exist here. I didn’t realize until my visitation this morning that my “getting in here” what we now might refer to as embodiment set up a body of work that I loosely term “restoring paradise”. *a footnote in the paragraph. Paradise is what once existed here. Maybe not everywhere but mostly because paradise here carried the original nature of the original design here where…

…. where everything is part of everything else {regardless of whatever mindsets have separated human beings from that awareness, that vitality, that beauty.

…where everything operates on behalf of everything else

…where everything is in relationship with everything else

…and everything together in different stages of awakening is always moving into the next greater whole.

[be clear all these words came later…but they came from where I came from and what I remember and what now is embodying again here on this planet at this time (my editor kept asking me, “Where is here?” So I leave where is here up to you.)

In the first recursion of embodiment, I was sheltered in a community that saw things that would be unbelievable and definitely misunderstood as they kept maintaining me in a human life until I could embrace a human life without risk to the BDW consciousness that existed as my awareness and my sense of reality. The care and tenderness and humanness that they took to make sure what I carried did not go away and yet making sure that I got to experience the everyday life of a human being was remarkable and worked.

Bit ago, I do not remember the exact time, but it was this year. It was a day when the RV was being towed to the repair shop, and my system [that means my emotional, mental, physical spiritual system] went through a shattering (“thank you my beloved Michelle from your book Pivot”}. A shattering is when your system begins to include more than just your locally recognized existence. For me, I shattered into “I am the tear of Maat” for several days. A gateway was opened, not to close again it would see. This can come with real physical actualities like an outrageous spike in blood pressure.*Another footnote in the paragraph…this is why the Field of Tantra Maat is a field that is held in the principles of Tantra and Maat. The Field was formed so that these shatterings when they would begin to occur did not break the person in the shattering. As a coherent community, the coherency could hold each other as we each together and individually moved [shattered sometimes] into the next greater whole. Michelle has/had people there for her. I have people who have with me created a coherent field {see in bold above – this capacity ‘restored’ creates a coherency, a unity that can take the impact of the expansion and not collapse to an extent that the person or the people cannot get to the other side into the next greater whole [the next greater whole carries more dimensional capacity]. The Field of Tantra Maat is a coherent field. There are others who have formed coherencies also. I am always busy finding them. *another footnote: The 3^rd dimension is shattering its separation from the dimensionality of the totality of our whole system’s existence.

All that has led to this journal entry today. This is part of a story that was never told. Never given to a bard to sing a new song…until now…when there are many bards to sing it… as well as others now rising to remember and be sung.

We begin here for now…. 2022.11.11. Tobias’ response to Tantra’s question:

“Am I in the right direction of my life’s next engagement/work?”

Tobias speaking to the rest of Tantra’s Soul Family: “I’d like to speak to you. Soon, she won’t belong to you. She won’t even belong to herself. It’s very interesting you asked this question because perhaps none of you will belong to yourself that you’ve known anymore. Hers is just more urgent. I have been inside her mind the statement she said. “I seem to be in the wrong perception in getting thru the right door.” That’s what she can count on. This is a little bit true in some other of you but you see when she goes to configure something in the way she would have once configured it, it makes her brain buck and the place thought had been coming from starts coming from another place…dimensionally.

It came to me earlier when I might have been talking to Russ or Cynthia Marie, about this paper you all have with the 13 dimensions… will you make sure that I ask her to share it at least with all of you, but, definitely to some extent, it is clear far more than some others. The neural wiring of a brain is going beyond 3 D. This is a good conversation. You see there is accuracy in that the 4^th Dimension became a nightmare…where the dream state, like the Aborigines who know that the dream state is reality and that the waking state is a dream. So, where things got deeply aberrated, in other words, human beings began to think the waking state was reality and the dream state was—your ability to dream was not.

Then we go to the 5^th and 6^th Dimensions and use that document that Being could counterbalance each dimension in a very effective way. Someone, Indigo Light is his name, but when what has happened, you all have up until now pursued expanding out beyond the 1,2, and 3 dimensions into the 4^th because it was the problem.

I think she once said…” I think my hourglass has been turned upside down and now it’s right side up”. She was accurate because how it works here is how the 9 or 10 dimensions would be accurate on that sheet is repairing, you could say, in the terminology, it is repairing the whole dimensional system response.

Imagine, you can’t even comprehend that the 9^th and 10^th dimensions are infiltrating all the dimensions, and everything is resetting to the 9^th, 10^th, or 11^th dimension. When that begins to occur for the human neural patterns, it is very hard for them to complete their day because up in the 9^th, 10^th, and 11^th, reality doesn’t come from doing, reality comes from dreaming so your friend is dreaming but, she doesn’t know she is dreaming.

She thinks that she’s in reality. She thinks she’s awake, but she isn’t. She’s dreaming. It’s why I can take longer because she’s asleep, sound asleep right now. I could probably talk all night. [I was in a trance state at the time so Tobias could speak freely]

Her question if I would answer it for her is that she’s dreaming and for her in her aberration, as you all are experiencing, she thinks that it’s not ok to just dream. It’s somehow, she must be awake, and this will make her weird for a while. It is her psyche, it is her being, it is her soul to return to the dream from which all life manifests through many, many types of dimensional consciousnesses. You know, she wonders why she can’t go work out at the gym. It’s just not part of dreaming right now. Just not part of dreaming. I think this is sufficient for a response to the question.

Is it acceptable? I would like to go now. …. Must always share our stories.”

(I/we, I don’t think understood his last statement. Now at least for me, I know I understand because I am being driven to share a story that could not be told until now.)

Two days ago, on Christmas day, I went hiking with Danielle, an amazing being, and Keven an amazing funny wonderful somewhat unruly reservation dog. I have been experiencing the template of paradise here again and others have also. Then, we aren’t, the system is back in the illusion again. But there is a confidence now in those of us who are experiencing these state shifts that Tobias addressed above. This is not ego or personality driven. We are all finding ourselves observing our systems like being on a ship that we can trust even though we don’t understand the storms and the lulls of it all.

Then yesterday, I got sick. I am using the words carefully because I do have a fever and I do have thick white mucous when I cough or sneeze, but mostly I am sickly with no reserve for doing much of anything and sleeping a lot.

Then this morning, I woke and dragged myself out of bed to go to the bathroom. Keven immediately came into the bathroom and backup up between my legs as I was sitting on the toilet and stayed there looking up at me, rubbing his big, long-jawed head on my leg. I rubbed him and caressed him and kissed him and he responded by licking my face Our time together was so gentle and long with no hint of just trying to get me to get him breakfast. C had made sure if I needed anything she was completely available, and it felt so good. I asked her if she would take Keven with her when she walked her dog, Alfie.

I made Keven’s food and went back to bed. As I lay there, I could feel C with Alfie and Keven rounding the corner in front of my bedroom. I thought/felt/existed in, “I am in the beauty of the human family.” This unexplainable feeling of paradise that has been bubbling up and being present like a new ‘real’ filled in its absence and I was held in its state of existence again. I tried not to cry. First, because I might get sicker, but mostly to see if my body could stay held in the sweetness with no reaction to it.

Then, laying in bed, beside me my bed indented as a beautiful white angel glistening in a gown of snowflake-like lace material sat beside me and laid her hand on my arm. I tried not to cry still working with having no reaction so that my state of experience could embody a new norm in me—more fitting to being one with paradise.

I could feel she was tagging off of what Tobias said, which I can only remember a little bit of – about being in a dream. *hence I went back and got the script that Diane had transcribed and I added it above.

The angel’s words to me: “All these years you have used the phrase building and restoring matrices. In your imagery, your thought patterns were focused on building out into the cosmos, breaking the boundaries between the earth and the greater universe of which she and her forms are a part. While that was true, it was not that you were building out into the cosmos only to go out into the cosmos. [*footnote: which I think is an ascension confusion]

You and the people were also opening up the highways (my words for that which loves life here and is committed to it existing once again as a whole -paradise) so we can be with you [not just meaning me] again. Now you could say you [in our geopathic work] are establishing landing pads so we [of the realms of the beloveds – that which operates in the same coherency as the earth does] can share life with you here again [ as part of the expression of the multidimensional nature of our human design]. “

She said, “Don’t you remember Shasta? You know, they were able to come into the 3^rd dimension because of what you all created. I’m able to come in today because of what you all have created [as a field phenomenon location].”

She stayed a long time until I felt strong enough to go into the kitchen to make my drink.

There persisted a feeling that a kind of weird paradise-possibility phenomenon also. I kept pondering this sickness I am in. I had a hint of thought,“ I just have to let the beauty come in and let it absorb itself in my cells.” I had the uncanny feeling that, that there was this molecular confusion going on and that maybe the rebuild is rebuilding of our molecular structure into – has to do with the only phrase I heard from a woman who died that was one of my clients, The Beauty Way, a modern tradition based on the template of existence the Navajo Indians pray as a traditional prayer.

The Beauty Way

By Sallie Bingham

The Navajo/Diné traditional prayer is called “The Beauty Way.” Here it is in Diné—the Navajo name for their nation—and translated into English.

In beauty, I walk
With beauty before me I walk
With beauty behind me I walk
With beauty above me I walk
With beauty around me I walk
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again

Hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shitsijí’ hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shikéédéé hózhóogo naasháa doo
Shideigi hózhóogo naasháa doo
T’áá altso shinaagóó hózhóogo naasháa doo
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’
Hózhó náhásdlíí’

You are invited to one of two or both World of Unity Zoom Gatherings.

One is an Americas & Australian Time Zone zoom World of Unity on January 4th, 2023

One is a European Time Zone zoom World of Unity on January 6th, 2023, if you feel called to this kind of story you may or may not be suspicious of the story like this you are beginning to live.

12 May 2022

2022.05.11. Day 4: Embodiment: A Waking Dream

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For those of you moving with Us on Behalf of Life toward the Activation on the 25th, Thank you.

What is it to be living the future rising in the present? Imagine that you have stepped into a theater. You can’t get into the main theater but you can hear through the walls….What would you think? What would you feel?

an excerpt from You as the Mind of Creation

Intimacy — what does that word elicit for you?

Closeness? Friendship? Sex?

Now, include more in this definition. Imagine a BDW landscape, a whole field of life-enhancing sensations and responses. More BDW than the largest landscape that you can imagine. Now imagine all of our physical worlds as part of this landscape. Now take a life-enhancing emotion that you have experienced and BDW it. The more the BDW, the more you experience this landscape of existence. This ‘depth of field’ in the MetaMind of Creation, for human beings, is Intimacy.

What might be the states of ‘being intimate’ with another, with oneself, and with Creation?

Could Intimacy be a Source Space where Creation and human beings uniquely meet from which we can draw our capacity to emote?

Could Intimacy be part of the MetaMind of Creation that gives human beings the capacity to swim in the energies of Creation through their physical form?

You cannot swim in the ocean if you do not have an ocean to swim in. If you do not comprehend there is an ocean to swim in and what the sensations and body responses are to swimming, you might be terrified to even consider it.

…a day in a life of a cohesive collective…Listen

A Prayer from Blue Wolf & Diane Bennett to the Tribe on One People

and The Field of Tantra Maat that tends it.

In the attic of my life full of cloudy dreams unreal

full of taste no tongue can know…and lights no eyes can see…

when there was no ear to hear…

You Sang to Me

I have spent my life seeking all that’s still unsung

Bent my ear to hear the tune and closed my eyes to see

when there were no strings to play…

You Played to me

In the Book of Love’s own Dream

where all the print is blood

where all the pages are my days…

and all my lights grow old

when I had no wings to fly…

You Flew to Me

In the secret space of dreams

where I dreaming lay amazed…

when the secrets all are told

and the petals all unfold…

when there was no dream of mine…

You Dreamed of me…

And the Field of Creation Replied…

I just received masculine and feminine gifts from two of my beloveds that take care of the deepest and most profound aspects of life.

I sobbbbbbeeeeeddddd….a loneliness rose up in me that was all of us who love this planet and her forms…

….an agony beyond measure that has to stay stilled to still care and navigate all waters that have led to tortured seas.

A love that careens my heart and tears that tear open my skin….

This is what happened in your words…

It was good to feel these feelings

….and the need for their truth no more…

Tantra Maat

We are in Craving Template 6 and Craving Template 7, Embodiment, and their accompanying Observing Templates. Here is the offer from the Language of Consciousness Institute for you to take advantage of at this time. You may not understand what embodiment is but your body does and it needs its Self, not your present identification. Promise. The Creation Templates are, in a way, a quick fix. Calming the mind we discover the mind is in our body and that when our body is reunited with Creation we move in synchronicity with what is unfolding not fighting our mind but being our Mind of Creation.

23 October 2020

2020.11.05. The Full Story of the Mimzy Project at Mt. Shasta

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Article posted to a Newsletter in Damanhur regarding walking Damanhur Spirals

During…

“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.

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 read more details about this project please follow the links to Mimzy Project Link and Further reading

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.

13 October 2020

10.13-14.2020 Part 3 The Mimzy Project & G.O.D.s

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The Story as it unfolded from 2009 to now.

Then now…

The Power of the Earth & Her Beloveds

[for those of you who have read the first entry. The next day entry is at the bottom]

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10.13.2020

As I began to write this, Fox came to me just as Fox had come to me that day in New Mexico.

Fox’s song to us.

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 23^rd to November 6^th, 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 28^th 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.

Partial resource material for Earth Chakras

10.14.2020

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.

6 August 2020

2020.08.05. Shock and awe

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My dog Lily crossed over into the non-physical realms July 31st, 2020 for those of you who do not know. Since she is a being who does not know separation, I entered a journey with others in the Field of Tantra Maat of transcendency. It is my hope to gather together the last few days as an experiential journal for those who are entering into the new futures rising. Below is a journal entry. It is not mine to do to have you understand. I am simply sharing my journal with you.

I wanted to share in the aftermath of the Exploring G.O.D. Matrixes telecall.

I woke up this morning and the gripping agony in my chest had elevated to a mild tachycardia. I recognized that when I said there was something to be achieved in the call. I did not realize until it occurred that what was to be achieved was a new higher frequency foundational base – a sustainable and maintainable place for what was occurring to occur with as little shock as possible.

Surrendering into those who have never left me; with Lily transitioning from physical to nonphysical; and the quantum energy that is available now as the multidimensions restore themselves here, we achieved a coherence that stabilized me/us/others in the higher realm[s] where realities of unity exist. [A dog that looks like lily is walking by right now.]

We in the 7 month Creation Project are working in the consciousness that is stabilized in the physical playing field through Template 3. The collective work is achieving a remarkable magic. Remember Template 3 is you generating an operational matrix to bring the quantum realms of what you hold/know/re-member reality to be into the physical realm. There was a result in the call that I want to note here.

When Jim spoke of unity in the beginning, the quantum nature of unity activated. I could feel it. It was as if he had dialed the code or set the field or activated an algorithm. Then when I said there was something to be achieved in the call another code connection between Creation and ourselves activated…there were others that spoke and activations occurred as I could see the lights come on in the quantum field of so above/so below re-establishing not only remembrance but actualizing it. We were the Templates of Creation speaking the language of creation. That level has never occurred collectively until last night at least where I have been present.

Then having Myra and Hisbiscus speaking in the last part of the call who operate consistently in the quantum fields was no accident. Nothing more or less only the synchronic timing of timeless time as everyone on the call was being their direct link with Creation and in their speaking operating on behalf of all life. This is not a mental thinking thing. It is what occurs in the shared unity of a one soul species each having theirs to do, be, have in a synchronic weaving with Creation.

When Myra said the word ‘borderland’, the realm that Jim had called in ‘unity’ and the landscape that was revealed during the call by those sharing, a territory came into being – formed…a borderland….including the border but surrounding it and going beyond it. A coherent, cohesive, congruent unified inclusionary territory of participation was established. Do not concern yourself with understanding or worry that you may not yet have the registers yet…you will.

For the first time I got sleepy at midnight instead of collapsing from exhaustion. I could dream walk again instead of being caught in the debris field between so above and so below since last Friday.

Two days ago, in my work with the reharmonization of my so above/so below system I am doing with Deepak Chari, Jeremy and Lily showed me their light bodies that could regulate into various forms…Lily clearly loved the form she shared with me and that is our meeting place…that etheric form here. They really worked with me to see if this form I recognize myself as could dissolve into the light formlessness which carries so much more dimensionality and capacity but in that session I could not. Experiencing the stuckness of the calcification of energy in my body was brutal the next few days until after the call last night. In my dream walk in the borderland that was evoked as a Timeless Time territory last night, I was shown me a summit in the borderland. If there had been words, the words spoken would have been something like, “You [meaning those passed over, those passing over, and ourselves] will exist together at The Summit.” There were not words and the structure of language in writing this does not lay it out right, but it is as close as I can put in the written word. I will do a Creation Exercise 3 on it to unpack it and give it a place.

I am clear the Creation Project that has showed up in the Restoring the G.O.D. Matrix work. It is upon us with great respect and dignity for our endeavor if the higher realms had those concepts. The G.O.D. Matrix that we are part of restoring is unity – duh!

However, the landscapes we have entered into is where the non-physical realm, the spirit, the eternal is, as it was originally designed to be, transcendent over the physical, flesh, temporal. This means that the loss of Lily and Jeremy and others including ourselves is no more; that our primary is our etheric [non-physical] relationship with all life, our spirit relationship with all life, our eternal relationship with all life – in our multidimensional, multi-intelligent, multi-sensory form here but we go beyond and can include what we are much further than here with the temporality of here no longer being a problem

I am not saying we are embodied there. I am saying everything everyone is saying is showing where we are engaging with the quantum fields and within that much more is occurring in multiple territories you all are engaged in individually and monadically. We are taking territory. We are opened up and sharing the landscapes of multiple territory but those territories carry realities of unity. For me it is no longer being held prisoner in an experience of separation from what and whom I love. That my body, my mind, and my emotions register and are part of a system re-established that carries no capacity for separation.

Be clear. It is not up to us the result. We are informing Creation and the G.O.D.s [the generating organizing design] of creation and we are, in response, being informed. We are using the consciousness of our intelligence to bring back territory as we remember and a Generating Organizing Design of Creation begins to occur where we are standing both collectively and individually.

This is Template 3. Template 3 is not a human exercise. This template carries our consciousness of restoration with a specific algorithum that we are now experiencing. Yes!

I woke up this morning as stated at the beginning of this journal entry. I went upstairs to see Diane, then came downstairs to set up outside here on the porch to write this. When I came out there was a green jellybean. A single green jelly bean on the deck by my chair. When Jeremy was in physical form, his CB radio title was Jelly Bean and mine was River Queen. His favorite color was green. Mine cinnamon. We are all bringing the greater coherence of the unified field into play in this physical territory. I was thinking this morning that the mantra that works well here is:

first hope [craving]
then imagine
then be in the shock and awe of it is real

30 July 2020

2020.08.01. Keeping the Door Open to Paradise

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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
Undying gratitude.”
Anne McCaffrey, Dragonsinger

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

19 July 2020

2020.07.19. #248

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Haven’t been here for a while.

It all started this morning really and worked backwards. Sometimes it is like that. There is such a fog between what is not real and what is real. What is real takes a bit to get through. So what is real finally reached my mind this morning though happenings of the synchronic quest of unfolding occurred yesterday. The question might be, “When does something happen? Is it when what is real is unfolding or when it suddenly unfolds and there you are. AND, as I said as a child, Then “That’s that about that!”

I was emptying my trash cans this morning right after completing the Realms of the Beloveds’ call. I was in its hue. As I shook out the new white plastic bag to put in my trash can that was I had put on the yellow chair with its orange chair pillow, I was imagining. I was imagining that I could put my trash bag full of trash out at the front of my sidewalk and someone else would walk it to the trash. In that instant, my neighbor walked out to that point holding his trash bag. I laughed and told him what I was imagining. He said, “Well then, let’s have your imagination come true.” And took my trash bag to the trash.

The Realms of the Beloveds is arriving here in our present reality. Of that I am sure, but that is the background of my story not the foreground.

Yesterday, after the webinar, Lily and I got in the car to drive to the park. My oldest living son Ricky had told me to get Chevron gas once a month to clean the engine. The Chevron gas station was across the street from where I was going so I crossed the street and pulled in. When I went in to pay, in the refrigerator right beside the pay counter was my favorite Kevita drink Lemon Cayenne. This may not seem exciting but, you see, Kevita has done me a great disservice. Its Kevita Lemon Cayenne only had 3 grams of sugar. When I was at Safeway, I checked the sugar content in my favorite drink and it had been increased. Now seeing five bottles of it, I checked the sugar content at the gas station I go to once a month and they had the original bottles with the 3-gram sugar count. You could tell the refrigerator was not used much because there were only seven bottles of Kevita in it and five bottles were my Lemon Cayenne.

You see when these things happen, a bell goes off in my head, “Am I being invited to a quest?” This means that the veils have parted and that there is magic afoot.

Intrigued, I got in the car and prepared to drive out. I realized I was going to have to get to the park another way because the way I usually go I couldn’t get to. I thought I had it all figured out but when I got the stoplight that I thought would let me turn left, it didn’t. I had to turn right instead. After being thwarted several times, I realized the only way I could go was to an entrance to the park I do not usually go to. Off we went.

Once there, I was irritated because it was loaded with people all without masks. I decided to take a back path that, while not scenic, I could let Lily off leash and there were no people there. Not to say the least, there was a place I wanted to try to get to on the creek and I needed to see if it was accessible. I couldn’t see around a tree to tell but across from the creek, I could see if it was worth it to navigate around the tree.

As we got to the vista of revelation, I realized there were modular homes overlooking the creek and there was a gate that led from them down to the park.

All of a sudden multiple bells and whistles went off. The thoughts painted an amazingly satisfying complexity. I would have thought I would be caught dead living in a modular home in a modular home park but I had seen some of the homes when I was looking for land on the web. They were shockingly inexpensive and some quite lovely inside. Ping 1. Then the thought of I, at this age, was not as financially well off as friends of mine who could live well without having to work. I was not one of those people. Ping 2. I started laughing because we had just finished doing the Restructuring Money Matrixes that morning. I love how I get to be a student of the work. I realized that both thoughts would have not occurred with such simplicity as they did in that moment. I would have had an attachment to not appearing to be poor by living in a modular home. I already had people thinking I lived in an $82,000 RV because I was poor. Before the class that morning, there would have been a stigma I had to get over, but not in the new thinking. The new thinking was exciting… an inexpensive home, a place to park my RV and still sleep in it like I love to. I would have a complete view of the park and Lily and I would be right there to walk it every day. I could travel and not have overhead. If we found another place, then I could rent out this place. I could rent out my RV to my friends. It felt so fun.

I found two homes. The first one, I liked best. Only $89,000. The second one was $124,000. I needed to drive to Vicki’s to get Lily’s rice s on the way I called Kea. I asked her just to listen. She is a lawyer and deals in real estate and we had done the magic together on the RV a couple of years before. When I got done, she, who was an hour away, said, “Let’s go see them!” It was mine to get hold of the real estate agent. So while Vicki made the rice I had bought for Lily, I got hold to the real estate agent for 4:30pm that day. All three of us now and signed a CoVID document you have to have now.

Long story short, we met. I loved the less expensive one. The other one, I cringed because I could tell whoever had lived there was either still there or had had a very unpleasant life. I knew someone had died there. I absolutely knew that. The real estate agent confirmed that. But the less expensive house, when I went back to it, embraced me. It was cozy and warm and whoever had lived there had loved it. Kea and I had some considerations that we expressed to the real estate agent before I made a decision. The house was sold contingent on the people selling their house. I knew that I could magic that. When I worked out the math. I would be spending the same amount of money but I would own a home and have more space for visitors and guests as well as a larger office. It felt like a good deal. The concern was I did not want to leave living in my RV. I deeply love it here.

Got back home, after all the fun, and slept.

At 3:30 am I woke after a visitation from, how to describe it, the house, the park, the beings that draw me to the creek – the elemental spirits that must have loved whoever had lived in that house and animated the house with its love. It was so magical. It is good I waited until this evening to write this out because when you have been visited you need to give it time so that the nuances have fallen into place. This morning I would have thought that they were warning from buying the house. Now I know they are telling me that with the RV parked at the house I will be out of sync with the other residents. That I will need to leave my RV to move there. That I have to come into this possibility normal.

How confronting is that?

But I got ahead of myself. I so want to share the visitation that woke me out of bed this morning at 3:30am. Got me outside under the stars with Lily at my feet…thinking. Awake to the beautiful part of my existence, where emissaries of paradise find their way to me and engage me in our love affair with Creation. How to tell you what happened that woke me in the middle of the night when the veils are thin?

Imagine we are watching a Disney movie. In the movie, this letter is being written to me by an invisible pen. The letter is listing all the things ‘they’ who hugged me in the little house were concerned about. I thought they were warning me off but they were negotiating the possibility in their love for me. How cool is that?!

Here I am. My foot is asleep because Lily is laying on it. I have just finished writing this… and a great mystery of money and its use in getting me a home lays before me.

Namaste

4 January 2020

2020.01.04 To Emer

creation Dream Time, Heart, Life, Reality, Tantra Maat 0

A eulogy is a deep tribute for someone whether living or dead. It is high praise in honor of the person’s life. This is my praise and tribute to you – My Beloved Emer

There is no accident my beloved sister that I dreamed what I dreamed this morning.

There is no accident that you are part of not only my existence but in our shared existence of the deepest of the deep, the highest of the high, the most profound of the profound, my beloved.

This morning I had the first Saturday of the month that I would address this gem of Creation given to me prior to April 2019 to express into this world from the realms of so above so below that I and you, my beloved, are part of. Building the G.O.D. Matrix.

These highways, these openings that are happening now more often than not that exist where our mortal life and our immortal natures come together. What a joy it is for me to ganglily attempt to express there. To bring language to language that has been lost to us of paradise. What I hear in your singing in your work with Chloe and your poetry in work with Kim. I love these two women. I love us all who work to bring the expression of the beautiful a full living creation back into the human heart and hopefully piercing the doldrums of the human mind.

That said my love, I now put together a tribute as only your wild wacky dragon guardian can do.

First the dream: More a walkabout, a journey to the realms between physical life and after physical life. It was Chloe and me. There were other people we knew who walked through the dream Chloe and I were busy in, but I mostly sent them on their way as there was a task at hand. Mine to get all the trimmings of the boring dull rituals of celebration and completion out of the room including the dull boring people faithfully waiting to do dull boring token rituals what literally were a ‘waste of time’. I was my sometimes frustrated, ‘jeez Louise’, “Get out of Here!!!” Self working on behalf of getting the space ready for Chloe so she could sing your over from the physical world into another paradise if needed.

It was not a prediction of your death. You know me – I cover all the bases and this was one of the bases I definitely know how to cover.

It was not fun for me moving through all the minutia of unconscious people and ritualistic areas like a dinner setting after a funeral for people to socialize as well as closing the door and locking it on the priest who was politely getting read to show me the Church your service would be in. That was not part of Chloe and my mission. Chloe was to sing you over past all that so you didn’t get stuck in these setting and you could fly as only you can into these absolutely awesome light highways opening up beyond the building – so exquisite I was even pissy about that because if it was your time, you got to go and not me. Let’s just say my role in the dream was cleanup and my always irritation when I have to clean up the mundane to make room for the sacred.

Finally, it was done and I was exhausted and knew I had a call to do and had to wake up. I cleaned up. I thought you would appreciate that and went outside where it was snowing only it wasn’t snow, it was so soft and precious so the purity of your heart raining -reigning- down on us.

I took your hand with a glint in my eye of complete excitement and said, “It’s all good. Emer. No problem, no problem at all.” I was so glad I had been able to clean up the place so that there was nothing in the way when and if Chloe sang you home to your ethereal realms where we, Chloe and I at least – probably more, could be with you forever.

Then I came out of the dream, as Lily, in her perfect timing asked to go outside to pee which we did right before it started raining. Then we came in and I saw an email from Anne Byrne sharing a dream with Deepak Chopra.

Here is her dream:

Last night I had a dream – I am in a room with others completing silent meditation – I get up and beside me is Deepak Chopra. He nods his head speaks with someone near him then after a few minutes comes back over – places his hand on my arm and as if his eyes become portal to the timeless love we drink in the realms – I don’t have words for this as it went way beyond words and, I knew he was present to the same through my eyes – It was very deep bridging in pure consciousness – pure love and pure silence … went on as long as needed; then ever so gently return his eyes soft he says you remind me of someone – Tantra – I say, Tantra Maat. “Yes’ he says – I can feel his listening for – so say there are around 60 in the field of Tantra Maat – Tantra the wisdom of holding the point of unity at the center with love – as above so below – as within so without heaven -earth – masculine-feminine… Maat – the grace to embody the qualities of the Goddess on behalf of…. again depth of silence and seeing both each other and beyond – then he says – Give her my love – I wake…..

This had me share my dream with her and then she responded. But before I send her response, I want to send you the link to the G.O.D. Matrix 45 minutes expressive narrative as it is all part of the realms of Creation we are participating in. An imaginative creative expressive narrative. What else would happen in our love of you?

Let’s just say I was being my real self here, not the one I dress up for in order to go into the illusion. Building the G.O.D. Matrix

When I got off the call, Anne had sent me this:

For Emer – a sovereign being -shaman who knows the thresholds and the realms… For you too – Chloe singing heart sutra – will take time to’ be with’ several times today,

Then she said,

What comes to heart In Lord of the rings – the white tree returns to life at the return of the King – = Sovereign nature restored. and I am adding and all of what stands for the magic of Paradise can finally come back together.

I love you. I love I get to live in the magical worlds with you. I love I get to participate at the level of consciousness we exist in.

To my beloved,

Tantra Maat

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