Article posted to a Newsletter in Damanhur regarding walking Damanhur Spirals
“THE MIMZY PROJECT”
OUR INVITATION TO YOU, NOV 03, 2020 AT NOON IN YOUR TIME ZONE – TO WALK YOUR SPIRAL –
Lanu 1st Degree, Initiated at Damijl, Damanhur, June 2019.
Initiates Meditation group 118, completed 6th life, Rebirth courses and Meditation School.
USA: Tantra Maat (NM), Sarah Jane Harper (CA), Toni McCabe (CA), Maggie Crane (CA), Liz Guyer (CA), Vicki Bass (CA), Sahere Hummel (CO), Elektra Porzel (CO), Kea Bardeen (CO and Glastonbury UK) and Anne Tyrrell (Ireland).
Also Pictured, Ronna Haxby (MS) and Victoria McMahon (OH) of PreMed 118.
Photo taken at Cornucopia with Tantra Maat’s statue of Pan.
Tantra Maat (tantramaat.com) and an international group of people will meet on Mount Shasta, California, to build a sacred spiral on the mountain for the purpose of building a gateway between the cosmos and the earth so that which loves the Earth and her forms can support the endeavour of what this planet was designed to be…Paradise.
In building this temporary Damanhurian spiral we connect The Temples of Humankind, the Inner Worlds and the Galactic Realms with this powerful mountain, on behalf of all Life and that which has us exist as whole.
Many others, from the United States and all around the world, will join together as geopathic pillars, at exactly12 noon in their own time zone, walking spirals or standing upon the land they call home. We will all unite in sending forth our dreams and visions for our planet. As each person walks their own personal spiral during this time period and as we walk the spiral on Mt Shasta, we will become part of new form of existence.
On April 4th 2009 Tantra Maat was driving across Mt Shasta, California when she experienced a powerful, visual and sonic introduction to a large number of beings that were giving her a message. Overwhelmed by the event, she stopped to sleep at a motel. On waking she remembered little and turned on the Television. A movie was playing called “The Last Mimzy”. It is about a scientist in a future time who needs tears of pure love to reboot the divinity in humanity as they are going out of existence. Sound familiar? As the movie played, Tantra’s memory of her experience returned. She was being asked to bring a group of 13 people back to the mountain the following year on April 4th, 2010. A date, that unknown to Tantra, turned out to be Easter Sunday.
Not having any understanding of why, Tantra gathered a group of more approx 30 people who felt called to travel with her to the mountain. She also invited other’s who could not travel, to tether energetically with those going to the mountain, and “The Mimzy Project” was born. For the next few years, people who were called, travelled with Tantra to the mountain. The final piece of this project was scheduled for April 05, 2020.
Then, in May 2014, to celebrate Tantra’s 68th birthday, she chose to visit Damanhur for the first time. A group of us, that again felt called strongly, joined her and thus began our relationship with Damanhur. Over the course of the past 6 years a number of us have studied at The Mystery School, taken our 6 past lives, participated in the Rebirth course, had spirals built on some of our properties in Ireland and America, hosted teachers from Damanhur to teach overseas classes and most recently, 10 of us were initiated at Damanhur in June 2019 and are members of the MeditAction group 118. Others of our immediate group were to be initiated in March 2020, but due to CV19, this was postponed.
As April 05, 2020 approached, it was clear that most of the group committed to travelling to Mt Shasta, including Shama Viola who was to accompany us, could not travel due to Covid and Lockdowns. Despite this, a group of 5 (all Lanu) managed to get to the mountain to keep the date with the “Mimzys” who Tantra now refers to as “The Realm of the Beloveds”.
A small crystal spiral was built with crystals that represented each participant that had been expecting to travel, and (from Tantra’s diary…)”We completed the ceremony of connection at noon. Included with all the Mimzy Participants, people who had built Damanhur Spirals all over the world joined us. It was quite the moment.” And for those of us who participated from all over the world it was indeed a very powerful moment of connection.
Each of these engagements had been invitations to the mountain from the “Mimzys” but then (from Tantra’s diary… )” we knew we had to have another date for us and them to meet…only this time we were generating it. What unfolded as all of us paid attention was the next date begins the 23 of October and goes five days completing the 28th of October. October 10 5+5. 23rd 2+3=5, ending the 28th 2+8 =10 = 5+5….. I knew that our date, October 23rd – October 28th, included connecting Damanhur to the portals and highways of Shasta. Not until recently did I know that we, whoever the we is for it is more than this territory of consciousness, is multiple territories. All I know is a bridge will unfold between those Beings in the galaxy who identify the planet and her forms as Their Beloveds. Now we with them will set in play the threads of love in the universe within which this planet was created will be able to be part of our reality once again and our theirs.” The time frame was then extended to 14 days, to allow some travelling from Europe to be able to honour the 2 week quarantine that was required in the US at the time of planning.
On October 23rd, a dedicated group of approx 25 people travel to Mt Shasta. In preparation Tantra consulted with Orango Riso and Piovra with regard to building a temporary Damanhurian spiral on the mountain. They did calculations based on the number of days that the group would be on the mountain and the date that has landed is Nov 3rd, 2020. Synchronically, this is the same day as the US Presidential election. Those that cannot travel from overseas, due to the continuing travel restrictions, are holding their Geopathic territories, with others around the world. Much is occurring as the preparations intensify. To read more about the origins of the project please follow the links below.
We look forward to having you join us as we work toward strengthening the new timeline for a new future for humankind and all life.
TO SUPPORT FROM YOUR PERSONAL LOCATION:
Many others, from the United States and all around the world, will join together, at exactly12 noon in their time zone, walking spirals or standing upon the land they call home. We will all unite in sending forth our dreams and visions for our planet.
To register your interest, please go to this Facebook page: “The Mimzy Project.” Use the invitation that says “Join us On the Mountain” and add your name and your location. This will become part of an event in Time as each spiral is walked across the globe approx an hour apart, holding the timeframe of the Spiral being built on Mt Shasta.
Mt Shasta, California with typical lenticular cloud formation.
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]
As I began to write this, Fox came to me just as Fox had come to me that day in New Mexico.
This is the way that the Earth…communicates with life. In the Mimzy Project we have found as we are getting information, birds mostly but now fox are confirming our connection. Fun and beautiful. Human being are not alone. We are, yes, right now at the effect of what is occurring here, but as we remember that everything is energy and you can direct chaotic energy into a system, the Earth, large enough to create a higher order. That is the Mimzy Project. That is what these last 10 years are about. AND we haven’t even arrived at the mountain.
2020.10.14. I woke this morning spinning in a vortex of the earth. It was all so soothing. I was reflecting on violence, vandalism, and theft that had occurred and had been shared with me. But, in the dream walk, it was all calm. I am always so grateful when my spirit and the primordial mother come into a consciously conscious state together. This morning, my usually 3am moments of connection, it was exquisite.
Mt. Shasta is believed by many and dreamed by me this morning as the root chakra of the Earth. The Native tribes there believed, and may still, that the still active volcano is the center of the universe and the home of the Creator. In my experience, there is a center, for sure, there that has highways out into the universe and back into the earth that bring in many Beings from the vast realms of Creation. I got to meet a few of them. I am also clear that there has never been aberrant activity that anchored there. Aberrations happen, but they can’t hold. That is why if you live in the area, you are in a constant activation of alignment with the nature of a human beings’ original design and its place in the universe.
An aberrant activity would be like Jesus coming to tell the people to love one another and to turn the other cheek and that message aberrate into prejudice and hate that festered wars on the earth of the planet that once held gateways to powerful forces that supported the evolution of life here.
On the Mountain, there is a serenity AND A POWER that has Beings come in and out of there that operate on behalf of unity with All Life, in fact, there is not an energetic that would have it be any other way. That is what I mean by the Mountain is not aberrated. It exists in its pure relationship with the original nature of the original design here. As do other power places on the Earth. They are still in their pure form where life exists as whole and is life giving and life enhancing.
The Mountain certainly was that this morning as I spun in that quiet ecstasy of being part of beauty and harmony that does not even know that weird activities are occurring in the human realm. In the vast root of the Primordial Mother of the Mountain, her root was spinning me and spinning me gathering the violence, the chaos and drawing it in. It was a natural as natural could be like a tornado is natural. No intent but incredible function. I also knew I was being shown the human participation that was going to be part of some kind of constant that when we went to the Mountain, we would enter into that alchemy with The Mother. I was excited. In fact, so excited now I am awake, I am going to send this journal entry to Praline, because I am not at all sure I am spelling words right or making sense.
Tash, a participant with others across the world in the Mimzy Project October 23rd to November 6th, spoke to me this past year about tunnels that moved under Uluru in Australia. The second she spoke to me they became a consciousness in my geopathic nature. That was all there was nothing else, just a register of these tunnels with no other information available…until this morning… It was AWESOME! I was being drawn down through her root anchoring energy through the earth and I knew where I came out was her solar plexus. Uluru! She was drawing the chaos into her, through the root chakras down through the earth into her solar plexus-the earth’s solar plexus chakra Uluru including Kata Tjuta. I recognized the energetics of Uluru but had to look up sacred places in Australia on the web for the name of the rock formations I saw as I spewed out into the ground looked up at these HUGE rock formations. Shook me timbers, I’ll tell you.
When I saw on the web that these places were, by many considered the solar plexus chakra of the earth, I ‘gotta’ tell you my so above/so below sentient comprehension expanded dramatically.
And my solar plexus…wow! I knew immediately I had been given the Activation for October 28th at the end of the first section of the activation we will be part of on the mountain. Even sleeping, I could hardly wait!
To complete the dream walk, this went on a long time. I knew that we were part of something building. We were not going to be the cause of something on the mountain, but we sure were going to be with Damanhur and the Temple of Humankind an essential part of the participation…we were going to be building a spiral and doing several rope spiral walks to gather the human maelstrom of aberrant mindsets driving human beings wild and blend with The Primordial Mother’s body so that the chaotic energy happening everywhere could have a place to go to have the trauma transmuted into life force energy and to have excessive amount of energy creating chaos everywhere directed back into the earth to have it feed the deeper nature of unity that the earth is formed from. I do not have the second part of the awareness worded well yet but I am getting there…with the help of the intelligence of what is happening at Shasta as well as other parts of the earth.
I got the patterns to transmit. I got the movement to move with. I got how to weave the maelstrom into a fabric to restore matrixes that we would be part of a beautiful species that lives as whole. 🙂
Then I woke at 3:30 am cleaning up things I had dropped out, sending the people who scheduled call in and replay information, and other updating other things….just to get my mind calm enough to organize thought to write this.
Some really cool things happened too. I realized that my beloved RV, Dakini, was a maelstrom of her own and that after traveling in the energy of The Mother, I KNEW how to move with her chaotic energy and keep bringing it into the next greater whole. My 21 foot RV with her batteries constantly draining was my Primordial Mother project now.
Finally, I got the Excessive Amount of Energy I was moving with to quiet enough to organize my thoughts to write this. I looked up on Safari if there was even information about Earth having Earth Chakras. Just because it all seemed obvious to me, I wondered if other people thought so. There is was right in front of me some what I wrote about but what I haven’t share yet was the Sacral Chakra of the Earth was Lake Titicaca and the Island of the Sun. This was where CNN had asked me to go with them because in Bolivia the witches of La Paz and the doctor who was going to take them to meet these Kallawayan healers could not introduce them unless CNN had their own witch. That would be me. Try not to get stuck in your perception of a witch. It is nothing like what you think. For the people of the region, a witch carries a direct geopathic link with the earth. That would be me.
I had the pattern in my psyche of Lake Titicaca and Is that is where we went every day to traces the path laid before us. It was the Kallawaya shaman who I met and who approved me in a cave underneath the hotel we were staying in.
I had said as this project unfolded that all of our pasts were coming forward to this moment in time. AND this was mind.
But then as I read, I saw that the heart chakra of the earth was Glastonbury and other areas but Glastonbury is where Kea, one of our participants, has been at work for years to bring the White Spring and the Red Spring back into unity. Suddenly everything that I had been moving in in the dream walk was generating a great enough territory for me to comprehend more of what we were doing going there and, with that, more of the ability to do our part. Remember the tunnels under the earth that connect her in ways we do not comprehend. According to my source whose link will be at the end of this journal entry, Haleakala, the volcano in Maui, Hawaii and Shaftesbury 30 miles from Glastonbury are part of this heart chakra of the earth. Can you begin to feel it or grasp it a bit? One thing I have learned over my half century of work is that how 1 + 1 = 2 in our modern world does not add up in the deeper nature of things. There is such magic if human beings could be past the over simplified story that leaves out humanity’s connection to the cosmos and to the earth. Well, not where I am standing…and hopefully reading this…maybe also no longer where you are standing. That reading this you are a little bit more return to the Earth that is the source of all life, here.
We get so bogged down in having things be definitive, but this is not about that. The point if and if you read the link, she is speculating also. The point and the power is that a communication, a direction, and an intelligence occurred between this human as well as others having these connections happen also.
I have a broader spectrum of awareness not that gives myself and others the ability to be part of a something that is generating a operation to work with these chaotic deconstructing collapsing time to transmute the energy being expelled…to capture it and to bring it into the earth so that there is fuel for unity to construct, and expand us beyond the border of what is now occurring.
For many many years since the internet came, I have posted in a public journal. I am aware of the electromagnetic field of the Earth as a living communication system that affects the consciousness of the human species and, often the life like bees, of other creatures. The part the is always missed by the human species is that the human species is not the superior species and that this planet will prevail as a living being whether she is flush with life as we know it now or loving herself as a desert devoid of diversity, atmosphere gone, feeling the winds of the universe. It is the human species and they interest in being part of this exquisite creation and who they are as a part of it that should be a human being’s interest. I post in my electromagnetic journal because it is the way Creation hears me…just like music or the crunch of dried leaves underfoot or water trickling down a wooded embankment away from the roar of a human presence.
For 3 nights before I at the lucid dream walk on the 13th of October, I had had a dream about being with a guru. The first night was Sai Maa. The second night I did not know who it was. Seemed somewhat like Mooji .but not quite. The next morning a picture of a man in a simple dark blue short sleeved t-shirt caught my eye in a picture on the top shelf of a bookshelf at Sarah and Larry’s house. When we were driving to get my Achilles heel worked on at the next level that day, I asked her if it was her son. He was stocky, I said. She replied, “No that is Papaji He was a younger version of the picture on the web but it was him and Mooji was his discipline. Both nights they were getting my limited mind set out of the way, for what I know now, is for a larger mindset that can open up into the larger picture of what is happening at Shasta. Then the heart, solar plexus lucid dream and then the 14th….so clear…so compelling. Will simply list the imagery and associative awareness connect with each image.
The tornado like vortex pulling the debris fields of fragmented consciousness into the earth like poop in a toilet to be used for new growth continued.
Then from the earth another vortex covered the ground and was being drawn up into the cosmos this was an intelligence from the planet sending information into a specific place in the cosmos that Shasta – the Mimzy Project – could/would draw from.
Then a band almost like a woman’s girdle began to pull the center in. The message was ‘gathering time’. Now I comprehend this. This is what you do when you are related to time as a container not a ribbon reaching out from past to future. You contain it. We will be containing time to be used on behalf of all life during our time at Shasta.
These lucid dreams walks last a long time. My system is being reset to accommodate larger interactive interrelated intelligences than the present limited human mind. The benefit to any human being becoming for a while part of the larger relationship with Creation that operated on behalf of all life and have us exist as whole is we get more able to navigate the smaller reality of which we are a part without being captured and at the effect of it.
Then the most beauteous thing happened. Pink spheres began to emerge from the double vortex and covered it. When I was in Damanhur in the Hall of Spheres, I would always try to be the first one into the Hall of Spheres because I would sit for hours blending my mind -emptying into them. My favorite was a clear sphere is a pink lava looking softness in it. One night in the early morning, the little lava shape began to move and what looked like a soft finger began to come out of the sphere toward me. I tried to stay very still and breath deeply and gently shaken by the reality of it. Then it receded after coming within a foot of my third eye. I turned around to see if the protector of the space from Damanhur had seen anything. He was looking straight over my head but oh! was he grinning.
I was so excited watching these spheres. Damanhur has colors. I do not know what pink is but pink is definitely my color intelligence connected to Damanhur. I was very clear that the pink spheres were signifying a Damanhurian intelligence.
I love how the greater intelligence and intelligences push us past our mindscape the is so boxed and boring into colors, movement, shapes that rearrange our mind’s ability for greater intelligence. I was and am aware that much is going on and that the direction and actions that are ours are forming.
I fell asleep and dreamed of the doctor who worked on my achilles…my beautiful magical doctor…letting me know his wife had asked me to come to dinner. She is a guru.
Later that day in a meeting we spoke of gradients, resonance, topography, slopes, vector, etc…working our minds to be able to stay related to the multidimensional geopathic topography that is clearly becoming more and more of the communication system between the realms we are moving with in Shasta and ourselves.
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
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
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.
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,
This dream of course was so exciting for me because I was clearly being instructed for the call I will be doing today with participants. I was living in a community that was isolated from the rest of the world. We were preparing to walk up Mt Shasta. It was a different way- not the way that usually occurred. It was clear there was a blizzard on the mountain. In my interactions with the people who I didn’t know and to them I was a stranger, I began to have a feeling that there was another reality going on behind the reality everyone was occurring in. Definitely not people-centric. Definitely, field-centric that required another type of Time to not only become part of something else but to get up the mountain.
It reminded me of the last 24 hours when I went into this space with Creation. Because of the dream, I could see more what happened. I had shared it with Sarah and Maggie, which I normally don’t do because it felt normal to me even if I knew the threads of my conversation would not thread in their threads of reality the way it threaded in mine. That perception was part of the dream but not as fulfilled perceptively as writing it now. In hindsight, I can see the threads are finding their way into this now occurring physical reality I can see now that is why I could share it.
Also in the writing of the Dream Walk, I can see that the reduction in ‘I’ centricity is so profound now in the Spirals that there is the MetaSelf available for me and the Field of Tantra Maat to interact with. Cool… I also recognize this spatial stillness of observing I have been in especially because of the recent activity with the winds yesterday.
In the Dream Walk, it was so clear, if I was still in a very specific manner, I could pick up on threads and follow them into a state of existence where the possibility of the winds not coming could occur. Not like I did anything, just following the threads of the reality wherein there are no winds and bring that reality of no winds back with me like adding a mosaic to already existing mosaic pattern that might shift everything. I can also see this is not object-oriented. I wasn’t paying attention to the wind. I was simply following threads through the mental stillness into a reality that either was formed by the observing or there as one of the unlimited possibilities of reality that is present in every moment.
In the Dream Walk, at the beginning like hooking a thread in fine crocheting when you use the little hook to pick up the threads through following the thread you are working with, I would pick up on a kind of overlay in Time. The person would be having a normal conversation, but there would be a fuzz and a kind of shaking of their form in the air. In listening, the patterns of perception formed by their words, underneath I would reveal another patten of perception sort of quivering within their more regular perception.
Then the Dream Voice said, “All patterns are threads of Time.” It was perfectly obvious in the dream, and obviously still so now. I took this on in the dream because I needed to impact how we climbed the mountain because the way the path up that was being thought would be disastrous but as a visitor, I had no say. I began interacting with those with the quiver and fuzz because I could see where the quiver and fuzz were occurring, I could interact beginning with bringing up Time and patterns of thoughts live in different timelines [lines, threads, patterns – duh] that carry different realities. The interesting with the objective to open up the people who seemed to not be caught up in the existing reality, the very substance of the reality we were in began to change.
I don’t know if I can describe the effect of people beginning to follow new threads in their already existing patterns, but it was profound. The contour and essence of the field within which they existed began to change. There was still ‘the leader’ and his determination to take people up to the mountain – a sort of conquer the mountain by climbing it mentality – interestingly. I knew that path would never have them see the mountain nor be able to actually climb it. I knew they would be lost in the blizzard they were planning to head into. I could feel pressure on me to stay focused on the people who were emanating this fuzz quiver etheric state. I knew as the dream began to move more into the Dream Guardians making sure I got the instructions about patterns are threads of Time, that I would lead another group of people around the mountain and come up the other side where we could see the mountain as we approached it. That is what the mountain threaded to me. Not everyone would get to the mountain, but the mountain and its connection to them would occur simply in their being able to see it. Interesting that the gathering home looks right at the mountain. The last part of the dream was clear instruction… I love these dreams. The consciousness that was revealed to me was powerfully working with me. I experienced elation, joy, excitement because I knew I could transmit the dynamics in the dream in our Timeless Time work today. I also could see the link to the Realms of the Beloveds coming through supporting our preparation to be with us at the Mountain.
It felt so good to be with the Realms of the Beloveds – to be ‘with’ the consciousness that was once so naturally part of the human psyche.
I woke up at 4:35 am to write this dream. I can go back to sleep now.
There is no way the greater realms of Creation take their time to make sure we understand. If you read my book, Language of Creation, the very way our mental mind works [Jeez! Trying to understand] doesn’t give us a direct link to what we are part of and the greater Creation that participates with us as partners in Creation. Now a new way of connection has been opening and I am joy-liciously happy I am part of it. We had our first shared contact this morning through two members of the Spirals, I, being one of them, was contacted with a message and an engagement. I am posting here the bits and pieces of the activity. I will be copying this to the Mimzy Project on Facebook also and notifying participants who will represent all of us in our excursion in a shared dimensional address with some of the Beings from the Greater Realms of Creation.
Just read this through. It touches a part of your brain that is not separated from the Greater Kingdoms of Creation. Do it for fun for heaven’s sake! [Literally actually!] Don’t be like an idiot walking around in a boxed-in room with no windows thinking you know what is happening. Jump through this window! See what happens. Experiences. Dreams. In the work we are doing in The Work of Tantra Maat, we are working to open up the extraordinary registers that register beyond this broken reality. In Joy! Why!? Because they are appearing again in your subtle body and your etheric field for you to awaken into.
My kind of fun!
So this is a mish-mash of experience that all happened between midnight and 7 am pacific time 10.16.2019. If anyone realizes they were in a correlate experience post it on the Mimzy Page. The more we become aware – the more we can find a common resonance with these Being from what I call the Realms of the Beloved. Why do I call them that? Because they are so happy we exist. They do not know we think of ourselves the way we do. It is like Leonard Cohen says “There ain’t no cure for love.” In the higher realms, there is only the excitement of connection and the expressions of reality that exist there. Remember all the spiritual teaching about the intimacy, ecstasy, passion, and peace not as the opposite of harm, hate, and war but as REALITY!!!!
I AM SO TIRED of dealing with the conversations that this reality of circumstances is the only thing going on Good luck. YOu are in a dream that will eventually die and where will you be then. In a new dream? Up to you.
Here goes. Be a poet, a singer, a bard, a curious child for a moment and move into the part of your mind that is not corrupted by pain, fear, and anger. It is right there! I see it.
Here was the dream I had this morning that I posted on Alliances/Dream Walking. [this link will only work for those who are associates or members of the Spirals of Being in Tapatalk in case you all want to post there. The rest is right here for the rest of you.
“2019.10.16 between 4 and 7 am pst.
C1: Craving what my body as embraced is for me is a future worth living creates what my body as embraced is for me is a new template of experience. Creating what my body as embraced is for me is a new template of experience sustains and maintains what my body as embraced is for me is including another. Sustaining and maintaining what my body as embraced is for me is including another embodies what my body as embraced is for me is healing.
O1: Observing being in a NEW TEMPLATE OF EXPERIENCE with my dream that i know went all the way in has me be present to being aware that this template is now my body. Being present to being aware that this template is now my body has opened me up into being with an angel. was real Opened up into being with an angel was real has me be clear whatever happened with my body completed.
C2: Craving what my body as embraced is for me is new body beingness creates what my body as embraced is for me is open for change. Creating what my body as embraced is for me is open for change sustains and maintains what my body as embraced is for me is molecularly slimming. Sustaining and maintaining what my body as embraced is for me is molecularly slimming embodies what my body as embraced is for me is molecular transformation.
O2: Observing being aware that the actually is in my subtle body has me be present to being aware of my subtle body as my body is something I never knew and in my mental mind never will – it is simply what is really real. Being present to being aware of my subtle body as my body is something I never knew and in my mental mind never will – it is simply what is really real has opened me up into being grateful without even know what I am grateful for – being grateful is simply the state that follows being with an angel. Opened up into being grateful without even knowing what I am grateful for – being grateful is simply the state that follows being with an angel has me be – be has an entirely new contour and state of existence as my body now.
C3: Craving what my body as embraced is for me is a systemic transformation creates what my body as embraced is for me is supported by my own internal nature of being. Creating what my body as embraced is for me is supported by my own internal nature of being sustains and maintains what my body as embraced is for me is an everyday shift into health and well-being. Sustaining and maintaining what my body as embraced is for me is an everyday shift into health and well-being embodies what my body as embraced is for me is finally working.
O3: Observing being as body SO CALM has me be present to being as body so different. Being present to being as body so different has opened me up into being not about anything i would have ever thought-some kind of metastate in a new reality has occurred. Opened up into being not about anything I would have ever thought – some kind of metastate in a new reality has occurred has me be hopeful I will see physical results but also not necessary at the spirit body level.
CC: Craving what my body as embraced is for me is healing creates what my body as embraced is for me is molecular transformation. Creating what my body as embraced is for me is molecular transformation sustains and maintains what my body as embraced is for me is finally working. Sustaining and maintaining what my body as embraced is for me is finally working embodies what my body as embraced is for me is G.O.D. intervention in a healthy, happy, and even more financially supported way.
OO: Being clear whatever happened with my body completed has me be ‘be’- being an entirely new contour and state of existence as my body now. Being be’- being an entirely new contour and state of existence as my body now has me be hopeful I will see physical results but also not necessary at the spirit body level. Being hopeful I will see physical results but also not necessary at the spirit body level has me be in a prayer that my physical state can become my subtle body visibly.Then I get a text from Megan, one of the Spirals of Being Sentinels: Just dreamed that we were in a different reality….you pulled cards for me outside in a forest. They were like regular playing cards (kind of) not tarot cards. I pulled 7 I think. All of them were the number 1 facing upwards. You had a tall long haired man that assisted you. He had me pull a glass rainbow candle. The color on top was the color that had some sort of meaning. I picked a sort of red/purple color. I brought it over to you and you smiled.
Seemed significant. There were “other” beings there as well.
What do you think?
I misunderstood when she said 7 instead of 71 but well there you go. Messages come in mysterious ways. We have been singing and playing the 72 names of G.O.D. for Ronna. My take was we were where heaven and earth meet. We were with the angel of a G.O.D.
In the All Spirals Webinar, Tash from Australia mentioned how the kangaroos and other animals were coming in closer to where she lived because, without the rain, they could not find food. We in northeastern California had not had rain either, but I knew when the hurricane had gathered so much rain in its wake as it moved over the Bahamas, that we would have rain. I do not know anymore if it is just so innate to my unity with the primal forces of Creation that I psychically know these things or if it is part of a pact I have with the Great Mother to tend to the nature of things with her. The rain showed up in our forecast at the same time that several Spiral members were planning on sleeping outside and then going to Oregon Creek on the Yuba River. I had gotten a text asking if I would as the Mother to back off so they could not be disturbed. It is only the way it started. It took a minute for all of us to recognize there was so kind of synchronicity going on regarding the Great Mother, us, and the rain. I had not answered simply because when I got the text, it got my attention. It is so natural now that I can hardly write it out. I just look to see ‘why the rain?’ not from logic but in being in the Mind of Creation, finding out what is mine to do in the greater scheme of things. I got the text on Saturday. The All Spirals Telecall was Sunday and the rain was coming on Money. So in listening to Tash share about Australia and the river beside where she was living so dry, I asked her if she wanted to do an experiment. She, of course, said yes.
I shared with everyone on the call, that once upon a time, it was human beings who let the Great Mother know where rain was needed [hence the rain dances] and the Great Mother directed the rain there. I also shared that sometimes it was fine to ask the Great Mother to back off, but it was important to see if something greater was going on that you did not want to disturb. I shared with her I had gotten a text about wanting the rain to back off, but after pondering it, it felt like something more important was afoot. While on the call, one of the people spending the night outside and going to the river sent a text, “I think we should go to the river whether it rains or not.” This is part of the fundamental activity of being in the Mind of Creation. Letting the Great Mother know that is was important to go to the river whether it was raining or not. This is what it is like to be in the Mind of Creation. As shared caring for life. This is natural before human beings hid from nature fearing it rather than being part of it. I did not know until Monday night that they had slept outside and the rain had not started until they had made the beds and put the tarps on them. And. that the rain had stopped when they got to the river and started up again when they left.
In the meantime, on Sunday, I set up the experiment with Tash. I told her I would send her a message when the rains started here in California. I would, in a way that I still cannot explain, show the Great Mother where rain was needed and tap the abundance of rain we were having to send some Tash’s way. The rain started in the morning on Monday. I sent Tash a message. I felt into the alchemy of unity with the Great Mother’s water and threaded the rain to Tash.
Here is what Tash sent me:
I woke up to soft sweet magnificent rain this morning!!! There is so much joy here and so much sparkle!!!
I sat out in her and thanked every being for this. When I thanked you a tiny fluffy white being flew in and kissed my nose and flew out very fast!
I was sitting out with my feet on a spongey wet patch of grass and dreaming of Anne and Bally Mac and feeling her words and her share in the damp sponge under my feet. And then there is a message from Anne for me here and the water weaving is alive in play and it feels so magical to be part of this.
Yesterday a very intense energy came upon me and I was resting most of the day. I re-listened to our 2 calls and seemed to have pushed my body out past the edge into a scaling. I could feel an electrical river pressing upon my crown and the resistance of my body to open up and let it in. I slept a lot and gave the resistance a place. I feel like a shell is around me and there is pressure upon it from in and out.
The rain is such a sweet and precious gift. Thank you for playing and including me, the river and this land of Soulwood. I am open for this water loving and being loved by water way. Anne is open for this too.
Feeling loved and held and rained upon.
Thank Dorian deeply and let her know that she is welcome to send any excess water here. I have been reaching out to her with this message too. It feels like there is a strain and that it is refreshing for her to have places that want the water she is moving with.
In the call, while you were speaking with me, I remembered a dream I had a few weeks ago (before my consult). I visited your river and was at the place you spoke of where you were and then you were given a card of the exact spot. The river was flowing and I wanted to come and see you and knew you were very close but I felt shy and did not go. In another dream space, you visited me in Australia and we were travelling around on the back of an open truck. Our legs were dangling over the edge, the view was expansive and we were laughing a lot.
Now I am puddling into being with this miracle.
Monday night we all gathered for Mexican dinner and shared. I noticed how hard it was for human beings to let in the joy and wonder and really the excitement of sharing space with the Great Mother and being in the self-expression of her Creation — where human beings and the etheric and elemental natures of life were one. It is a register that has simply eroded over the thousands of years of separation between human beings and Creation.
I was saddened. However, Melissa Malin, one of our beloved Architects had asked me to keep giving room for miracles. Her conscious relationship with her own death was one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever had. I will make a journal entry about her last days and how beautifully she participated. In the meantime, I settled into smiling and loving life and taking time to celebrate the miracle.
The Spirals of Being in The Field of Tantra Maat is no small matter. It just isn’t what most people are interested in – being one with Creation, participating with Creation on behalf of all life, being their Sovereign Natures that get to experience who they ‘be’ in the greater scheme of things. Last year, Anne Tyrrell from Ireland and I traveled to meet with the Gods and Goddesses and Elementals in Ireland. It is not strange. It is real. It is really how it is. Anne had sent pictures of Grianan of Aileach the week before this particular All Spirals Telecall. I had remembered what had happened there which you are welcome to read by clicking on this link Grianan of Aileach.
When you begin to realize you are part of an eternal timeline, you listen for the thread of Time linking together. It is like a map of a territory that is being built by ourselves and Creation. It is part of the wonder at this time of the so above so below that is occurring between ourselves and Creation while that which is not that is going out of existence.
I came home and settled down into sleep and had a dream
2019.09.17 A Beautiful Message from Niall
I dream of Niall a lot. It is really one of the most beautiful etheric activities of my time here. Sometimes I wake up and still see him beside me, hanging out, chatting with me until I am completely awake and he fades. My room was only a bedroom and I wanted to get another apartment that had a full apartment but he and I could not find one for me.
He kept trying to get me to stop being so obsessed with finding another place. There is a tenderness and intimacy between us that did not go away when he lived or after he died. That is the best part of the dreams for me…is not having to be without how precious he is with me and loving. I will post the poem he wrote to give an idea of what it was like to be with him.
He distracted me by imagining us out going to play, then to a restaurant, then walking the streets of New York, but I kept coming back to the bedroom apartment. We were challenging each other through our thinking because we could think ourselves one place or another. Finally, we were standing by the bed and he looked down at me and said, “I love you.” Everything changed when he said that. The texture and sound and frequency of his words are moving my neural cortex even now. He never said he loved me when we were together…he just acted like he did.
The words began to change to formation of the dream and the apartment complex and I went into another state of being. I could hear him while in the dream up until then, it was more normal like a meeting place that shaped itself like a world I could relate to.
He was unembodied. I was being held and curl up around and floating in his spirit. It was awesome. He as a spirit was airlike threads of sparkling pale blue and white illuminated and moving through and around me. He was enticing my spirit to come out and be the main embodiment, not the flesh. Slowly, though I was amazed how attached I was to my flesh, my body, my form, whisps of smokey beauty floated out of my body as an extension of it and my real expression of true existence.
What I was met with was the profound gratitude, beyond anything I have ever experienced as an everyday human. I was shown the gratitude of yesterday when ‘it rained’. Mostly I was shown through my spirit how grateful Niall was that the Field of Tantra Maat was building realms of unity within which’ love can never be separated from itself again’. That was an exact etheric quote. I saw Melissa Malin smiling and waving and then flying off and fading into the white. I saw what I am not sure I can put into words but if I used an imaginative way to say it, I saw Gaia smiling because we shared the territory of rain with her. There was not getting over anything or saving the earth or fighting the enemy. There was just overwhelming the undeniable joy of The Territory of the Spirals of Being and the ability for the Etheric Beings and Beingness to have a place to play with human beings again. It was more than “Thank you for your service” although that was there. It was “thank you for your L.O.V.E.!” It fed me, nourished me, filled me. I laid back in my etheric form with Naill’s etheric form and as we arched our woven of light backs our hearts burst open and all of the spirits of the Spiral members where were represented there…literally.
Then I was in a fog. I knew I was waking because I know that fog. It is like a chamber between etheric territories and I am very comfortable there. What I loved was that I had embodied the dream and am still in the resonant field of the occurrence. Although I could not see him, I knew Niall was still there. I whispered with tears streaming down my cheeks as they are now. “I love you.” He said, “I know. This [meaning the reality of which we were a part] is what love brings.”
Then he gave the Spirals of Being a message. There are no proper words. It was an unboundable appreciation and love for so many etheric natures and forms that are part of the heart and soul of Gaia finding a place with us here. His words were, “Please don’t forget.”
I thought of yesterday where no tears came to anyone’s eyes when it rained in Australia. The majesty and wonder and unity of it all hardly registered at all, flicked by the human mind and emotions that are so weak in registering the beauty of what is occurring when the etheric territories, our loved ones who have passed over, the powers and forces of Creation and ourselves are one. He came to me to show me it was happening anyway. I could see that the beginning of the dream was him trying to get me to stop working in the dimension of the physical territory and to devote my consciousness to being present to what there was to be present to in being in unity with more and more of the spirit of the matter not the matter of the matter. Niall loves me and wants me to be free to be where I am the happiest….where there is the magic of unity with all life expressing itself in physical as well as non-physical expressions. He asked me to post this poem.
Passion and Love must penetrate Society’s flimsy membrane
If They are to Delight Us
Rather than Devour Us
This is the poem he asked me to post for the Spirals.
This is the one that speaks to how I feel when I am with him and the one that had him come to me after it rained in Australia
Oh, droplets of rain, what fill Thee?
Tears of the Great One!
Do Life’s sweet Mysteries abide in your moisture?
Are the Ocean’s birthing their love to all?
Tell me what hides in your soul.
Tears of the Lost Ones
Who have found their way home?
Also the year, the G.O.D. came to me.I realized that this etheric address had been introduced 11.3.2018. I went back and read it. I could feel the ark of Time. I could feel the result of unity between the Earth and the Cosmos, human beings and the powers and forces of Creation…beginning to recognize and remember the original nature of the original design here. We are made to walk arm in arm with what creates life here and we are remembering our part.
This story is 11 pages long and 36oo words. If you would like to download it, you can do that here.
I am writing two books right now. One is the Mind of Creation with the Language of Creation advocates and this one that will be the stories that I have been a part of that a shaping emerging connections with Creation during these times.
The Celestial Sphere and Niall
I don’t know where to start. I fell asleep in the middle of watching Rachel Maddow on Hulu. Shortly after a presence of Creation compelled me to inform the Field of Tantra Maat regarding what had occurred in the collection of locas* visited and secured in our spontaneous call last night. I would like to also share this information with you.
I did not know that last night the fullness of what was happening. I just know in the work that I am doing now that I need to gently support all of us by rocking us out of the reality we were born into because new realities in the etheric fields are finally forming.
For me, this reality we are inundated with daily is pell-melling toward a polarization that could keep that which goes against life ripping through this reality for centuries. The miracle is that the etheric foundations of other realities are forming that are freeing us from the incarceration has kept this beautiful species in its grip for centuries. Ken Carey said in his book Starseed Transmissions that there would be floating cities of Light that would begin to operate in unity with the planet, other conscious forms, and the cosmos. It is now.
The participants in the Spirals of Being, a sacred collective work in the Field of Tantra Maat, recently have begun to exemplify the activity of an aspect of the species whose systems are beginning to strain and stretch out of this reality of separation we were born into. Over the last years, the higher organizing matrixes of Creation that this planet birthed herself as a Conscious Being within have been restoring.
How do I know? It is why I came and why I have always come.
The analogies are simple. If you have ever been in a heavy boat too heavy for the river you are chugging down, when you get caught on a sandbar you can be stuck forever. If you have enough people on the boat, they can get out and start rocking the boat back and forth. Slowly but surely the boat will begin to move out of the sand. If you equate this first analogy to your systems beginning to be free of the reality of separation you were born into, then it is important to include a second analogy. At the same time, your systems who have adapted for you to survive are beginning to flow again in the great river of Creation, your personality that has been shaped by these adaptations of survival that include a limited mind and a limitation of experience begins to react. It is a dicey moment. The personality is a contrived matrix of adaptation for survival. It does not give in easily to recognizing broader spectrums, to expanding out beyond its limited consciousness, and to embracing the greater realities of which you are a part. All this is gone over the book Language of Creation.
I recently did a series of Transmission/Activations when I got back from overseas because I knew my trip overseas was to embody new consciousness and relay back to others the larger spectrums that are re-establishing themselves back in unity with the Earth and her forms.
Every Transmission/Activation pointed to the systems of the human beings, both physically and non-physically, trying to release into the broader realities of a human existence that are life-enhancing and life-generating once referred to as heaven on earth. I know it sounds wild given our present human climate, but if you look at it as a student who studies the principles of this planet, it is not so wild. This is a planet of duality and inclusion. This earth designed everything to operate on behalf of life here. Everything is part of everything else here. Everything is part of a greater whole. Everything is both separate and inclusive. If things become too separate, deeper systems of connection will kick into play. More importantly, if human beings, enough of them, begin to remember they are part of so much more, that remembrance will force that which has become too limited for human beings to survive to the surface. If the balance of this planet with the cosmos goes to out of balance, the extraordinary natural systems that we are part of on the planet and who we are in the cosmos will drive up the imbalance like a fever that will need to burn itself out.
In the meantime, there are those who are gathering collectively as Ken Carey said and rocking their boat to get out of the sandbar and getting back in the river and beings like myself and others are cradle rocking the personalities so that they can loosen their grip of adaptation and set their humans’ free.
That is what we were doing last night – the second part of the journey we had started about ten days before. The first part of the journey, the participants in the Spirals journeyed out into the universe and imaginatively 🙂 picked 3 locas out in the universe beyond the first loca which of course is Earth. Here on Earth, they wrote down how they perceived themselves emotionally and mentally. Then how they perceived themselves as a body and a spirit and then how they perceived their life. The perception playing field is the what shapes the personality and pretty much the personality, a survival mechanism, is not that user-friendly often eliciting thoughts and feeling that are life defeating and energy debilitating. **That complete, they journeyed to the first loca out in the universe and looked at how they were perceived from a loca that was in unity with All Creation. The contrast was shocking.
Last night, a small group of us met in person and on the phone to journey to the second loca.
Why do this journey?
The minute you journey out beyond the address you were born into on this planet, perception changes. You have seen this is dreams and in meditation. What is less comprehended is not only are you not alone, but you are part of an extraordinary pantheon of Creation both individually and as a species. The pantheon of existence that the Field of Tantra Maat was formed from I refer to as the Realm of the Beloved. This is not literal, therefore, mentally not easy to comprehend. The Realm of the Beloved is simply to capture in words a pantheon of existence that operates within the same Creation principles as this planet…everything operates on behalf of everything else, everything operates on behalf of what connects us to life and has us exist as whole, everything is always moving to the next greater whole.
In last night’s journey, as in the Transmission/Activations, I could feel the pantheon of a shared field of existence embrace us and support us cradling us back and forth until we as a collective consciousness began to be freed from the sandbar. While you really can’t settle down until you are free of the sandbar, you will never have a chance to settle into the beauty of the river until you are freed.
After completing the second loca in the universe, we hung out awhile. I now live in the next town down the mountain which is a distance away, but it felt good to hang out with the people who had come together in person for a minute before Lily and I took off to our new earth loca…a well put together RV park in Auburn, California. Once back to our new home, I fell asleep while watching a recording of the Rachel Maddow show.
Then my own journey began.
“You [meaning the Spirals] have entered into a Celestial Sphere now.”
Not only was the voice of a very large Nature of Being really clear, so was the presence of a gigantic system of consciousness that expanded across the universe. The audient and visceral intensity were so compellingly real, I wondered if I was dreaming or awake or somewhere in between.
Do I have any idea what a Celestial Sphere is? None at all. What I did know was that I was in a different loca than the one being discussed on the Rachael Maddow Show.
I could not miss that a series of occurrences had happened since the Prophetics in January was making something unseen and unknown before indubitably real now.
The last evidence of something was undeniable happening was in August. In August, a very different activity of Creation showed up in what started as my monthly public offering of a Cellular Activation. A Cellular Activation is an activation that opens up individually and collectively the original nature of the original design of what a human being is designed to actually be. As the Cellular Activation began, it quickly shifted to a Dimensional Activation, but not like any activation that I had been privy to before. The Cellular Activation was on peace, but instead of being here in the Earth Sphere within our cellular structure, we traveled beyond the earth to a space-time location that simply carried the template of peace without the dichotomy of war. Like grass is grass and there is no opposite of grass. Where the grass is, the grass is. Peace was peace and needed no opposite. It was foundational to the space-time location we as a collective journeyed dimensionally into.
I shifted the next two months from Cellular Activations to Dimensional ones because we were clearly dimensionally traveling. First, the strange living experiences that happened when I was doing the Prophetics to this. Something was clearly shifting.
In times when I have experienced states of enlightenment that left me with more of the ‘me’ I am actually designed to be, I became very aware of the reality of the statement, ‘in the world, but not of it.’ That is the closest description to the dimensional occurrence that has been happened in the Activation that night. And it continued on into September on love and in October on joy. There were clear dimensional landscapes that carried the foundational matrixes of love without hate or fear and joy without sorrow. In these dimensional activations, we journeyed out into different and sometimes multiple locations that appeared to be accessible now and where there were other natures of being there waiting for us. It was awesome and extremely exciting for me who is part of a group of travelers who come here to support the repair and rebuilding of the matrixes that this planet and her forms were once part of.
The Nature of Being that felt like the voice of a large section of the universe kept repeating the statement, “You are part of the Celestial Sphere now.”
I swear if everything was not opening up so differently with such obviousness, I would have tossed it off as a dream, but too much has been happening. People in the Spirals are railing against their incarceration. The consults and activations are different with stronger and more impactful results as if the chains are being broken and people can breathe, be shaken, and massage their wrists before they face freedom.
That is why I have the Spirals of Being. Nothing is more progressive in consciousness than operating in higher frequencies collectively. The purpose of the Spirals is to build the strength, stamina, and capacity for each person to restore the original nature of their original design. In that, the collective consciousness of humanity begins to awaken and re-establish itself here. Believe me, what you live in the world is not what human beings have been made to believe they are. Human beings are extraordinary when they remember. In the Spirals consciousness labs, we work at a systemic level awakening unity points or metapoints where spirit and flesh, mind and mental, eternal and temporal, secular and sacred, physical and non-physical, matter and energy, etc. meet. This is where the original nature of the original design of this planet exists.
Earth is a metareality of both/and form and formless, cosmos and planetary. How awesome is that?
I looked up the Celestial Sphere. I leave it to you to make meaning. Somehow in still radiating with the activity of the night, it all makes perfect sense to me, but I would be at a loss of words to tell you how.
Drifting away from the Voice and the dimensional landscape, he was suddenly there, not letting me drift away. My Niall. Not that he is only mine. But he and I had such a bond when he was alive that was so otherworldly that I knew when he died that we might be able to enjoy each other in a far more exact manner of expression than we could when he was alive. He traveled with me all the time etherically when I was recently in Ireland. Ireland was where he lived out his life after being born in Rwanda where the native nurses told his mother he was not of this earth. He was from the sun. He used to stay under a sunlamp forever longing to return to the sun. He always wanted to escape his beautiful Adonis body and become formless again. Now he was.
I may have been semi-awake. It is hard to tell. But I was not going to write what I am writing now, I assure you. The incredible experience I experienced feeling that the Spirals are part of something larger and are becoming interactive, interrelated, symbiotic with the greater universe was enough for me. Over the days ahead, I would have seen how to translate what I have been informed of into what increased the capacity for the people in the Spirals and the people who came into my public work. I would translate it energetically to increase their strength, stamina, and capacity to remember and become what they were originally designed to be.
I try not to share the reality I exist within. People get the benefit of it, but most human beings are too tied to a single lifetime to move in the eternal the way I do.
But, as I was drifting away, my mentor, my friend, my ally, my lover from beyond the grave, whispered in my ear, “Write this down. Don’t forget.” I could feel his breath quiver the small hairs in my ear.
“Where are you?” I whispered.
“I am right here.”
Suddenly I was in the infinite space of the Celestial Sphere. How did I know? Watch the movie, Contact. I just knew.
I was no longer in my bed. I watched Niall as I found myself standing in the darkness of space with the twinkling stars and the nebulas crowding space around me. I watched as Niall took the threads from the highways of stars crisscrossing across the sky. From the threads, a landscape of Niall’s imagination stretched out before me. I was so excited. He had threaded a landscape much like the southern hills of Ohio that he and I had on Earth traveled to.
What can I say? We adore each other. Always have. That is the gift of the eternal. That is why I define love as Life Opening up into the Victory of the Eternal. Or as Maggie Divine Spark says, “Life Opening up into the Vibration of the Eternal.” 🙂 Either will do!
He kept the image of my Earth memory of him which was beautiful enough, but I could see that if I could lose my need to only see what was familiar that I was looking a radiating golden sun glow all around him. I was pretty sure that was his real form, but as he wove us a place in the dimensional kingdoms to spend time together the glow disappeared into the landscape of a farmhouse with the perfect kitchen table and the bedroom with the perfect country bed complete with country quilt on it and a small window with simple curtains partially opened with a gentle country breeze coming through.
The next part of the dimensional playing field is very significant, but maybe not to you the reader, but I promised him I would write it all out so I am. It is significant to the Spirals and to other allies of Creation.
I was at the kitchen table. Niall was out and about in the farm getting vegetables from the land and fruit from the trees. I was smiling. This was a dimensional place where peace was peace, joy was joy, and love was love. My thinking wasn’t so deep as it may sound now. I was simply indivisibly happy.
While he was gone, a small woman I know who looks like a fairy came in the door. She was weary. I knew she needed to sleep in the bedroom, so she would be okay. I took her into the bedroom and tucked her into the bed and returned to the kitchen. Niall was in the door with vegetables and fruit falling out of his arms. He was so overloaded, but in this place, nothing fell, it just gathered and cuddled against him until he could spread it all out on the perfect counter in the perfect farm kitchen.
He turned around and looked at me. He was startled someone else was with us. He was not pleased she was in our bed. When I looked into his face, the deeper wisdom of me surfaced. I realized that he had formed this reality for us and I had let someone into it. I walked across to the sink where he had turned to wash the food and put my hand on his.
I emanated, “She needs this. She will not be there when our needs need to be met. I promise.” I smiled up at him. He was not convinced.
But I knew. I knew she and I were in unity with Creation. Tha
t there was no way her needs would ever go out of balance so mine would not be met. Nor would my needs ever go out of balance in such a way her needs would not be met. I could see unencumbered that we might still carry the memories of separation. We might still be in recovery from the effect of separation on our Self, Others, and Life, but our remembrance of the original nature of the original design of what a human being is designed to be as holding and becoming real.
In a dimensional way that only in a dimensional shared field of unity way you can, I transmitted to Niall what the Spirals and the people participating in the Spirals were beginning to dimensionalize back into…shared field, operating on behalf of all life, everything part of everything else.
My consciousness faded. We were standing in the bedroom. We had left the kitchen. She was gone. I looked up at him and saw a bright glistening gold tear slipping elatedly down his cheek. She had gone, but she had left behind the radiance of love, play, shelter, wonder.
You could see the elements of these essences of life in the quilt. You felt them in the bed as Niall turned back sheets and my lovely country dress dissolved. Once curled up in his arms, I watched his body fade and the sun being, he always knew he was, emerge.
I can barely write these words as I cry with such joy. The radiance of his being freed still permeates my heart. I am so grateful that he got to be what he had all ways remembered.
As we faded into the sheets and became threads of stars and universes, my consciousness recognized that we were part of the Celestial
Sphere – the astrological addresses of the zodiac where star beings dwell. As my body and his body ceased to exist in form and we merged into the imagination that had given us this country setting, I knew I had been imprinted more deeply then I had ever thought possible into an emerging consciousness of unity that is rising in human beings. This remembrance is not fantasying to help us deal with the disparity of reality here. Not in the least. It is the remembrance of the original nature of the original design here…the Earth in unity with the Cosmos…together as one in the Celestial Sphere. Actively rising!
I felt saturated. I realized I could now sleep and began to drift again. This time I startled awake as my small 21- foot RV burst into sunlight. I thought that I had left the curtain up on the window by my bed. Boy, was the morning sun bright!!!
He laughed. For a fraction of a second, the golden glow of his beautiful face stared right into my eyes, his golden body undefined filling the RV.
“Don’t forget! Write it down! Remember!”
Then in a flash, the RV was pitch black.
Shaken and elated, I laughed. I cried. I shook. I sat up stunned and wonderfully shattered out of the senselessness that masquerades as reality.
And then – as practically all such magnificent moments often end, I suddenly really needed to go to the bathroom.
Then I began to write.
It is several hours later. The sun is not up yet. I am listening to Tom Kenyon’s celestial sounds. I think I will turn over and finally sleep.
“Have a good day!”
*Locas, including Earth, are locations in time and space with space-time and galactic addresses that human beings once were a part of both individually and collectively.
** realities of separation and the thoughts that accompany those realities are explored in the book The Language of Creation by Tantra Maat