If I could have a miracle, the miracle would be that somehow this journal entry reaches the woman who touched me deeply and who I wish I could help.
At the bottom of this journal entry is a request for those who have had covid…not to work with me but to find a particular remedy….but please read first.
This is a simple yet heartfelt hope that I can reach somehow the airways of as many people as possible that have had covid and post covid breathing problems, general fatigue, muscular fatigue, and/or depressions that are existential crucibles.
I use the word ‘crucible’ on purpose because the last seven months of restructuring my life to get my life back has left me at the door I did not expect. I am 75 years old. That means I have a long history with myself. What I did not expect was having to go to ground zero to rebuild my system (post-Covid is not a recovery event. it is a rebuild event from scratch event). The definition of a crucible is -a situation of severe trial, or in which different elements interact, leading to the creation of something new. the word existential is also on purpose. ‘Existential’ comes from a Latin word that means ‘to exist.’. The field deals with questions about the meaninglessness of human life and a person’s individual freedom and responsibility to make his or her life meaningful in some way.
I was fortunate. I have an extraordinary medical support structure of women and men who are on the leading edge of researching not disease recovery but what has a physical system restore its wholeness regardless of the disease or injury. Much research has been done to show that the body can completely regenerate or at least for now to an expanded degree beyond what was thought. This has always been true for me. I have a track recovery of rejuvenating my body but now consciously. That means I did not have the actual path it took, I just seemed to have a capacity to have show up what was needed and I had not forgotten at a spiritual level that the body was whole regardless of its circumstance or what it was at the effect of. Now I have a more conscious relationship with what has the body remember its wholeness but it is important to remember it was not always that way for me.
What had me finally write this journal entry was yesterday. I had met a woman last month who was in covid recovery. She and I and others are in an exercise and fitness center together for heart and covid recovery. When I saw her she was laughing and she was talking to me about how she couldn’t believe how I took on working out so rigorously and that it was fun to watch and inspiring.
It has been hell actually, but I go in, put my airbuds in my ears….turn on Technotronic music. My body is inspired and responds to the beat. Then I went home and collapsed. For those rebuilding their bodies and their psyches after Covid, I might add that I am on the side of rebuilding where I can now breathe and mostly not fatigued so much after exercise. What I have now run into is the replenishment of blood flow in the muscle has produced excessive soreness and pain. I have chosen not to use pain killers simply because I am paranoid they would suppress the body’s natural healing…and truth said…I have a few times. My brain still revs and it is hard to meditate and sleep but I use delta music from Source Vibrations to at least help me get to sleep or have my brain rest. All this is for those of you who think they need to recover can take on what it is to rebuild. I had Covid in June 2020. It is now August 2021. The post symptoms did not start being evident until February of 2021.
I saw her yesterday day. She turned and looked at me and smiled. We are all wearing masks again, but I recognized her anyway. She was walking laps around the gym room holding onto an oxygen tank trailing beside her. She had not been on any oxygen of any kind before. Her eyes were sad, kind, and pleading. That did it.
Now PLEASE I BEG YOU FIND A HOMEPATH! The one thing that was absolutely clear was the Covid depleted my system’s ability to recover its life force energy no matter what I did. Nothing worked. No matter what I did, I couldn’t walk more than 20 steps. Any incline of altitude took me down. I couldn’t hydrate. I had to stay on baby coconut water to keep my electrolytes in my body. I started Carbo Monoxide [leaving out dosage intentionally because you need to contact a homeopath and let them know what I was on.] and Conium. It wasn’t overnight. It took months including making my body move and lots of rest and a Mediterranean diet with primarily a protein shake that gave my body just what it needed without over-taxing the digestive process.
The most important thing besides the intense need to handle post covid effectively was I had to make myself first. I had always made my work first. No more. I found a sense of self in taking care of my body that I did not know existed. I had a good life…a rich life…a deep life before Covid but this is different. Yesterday when I was driving back from the clinic, I noticed that lately there had been a quality to my thinking that felt like the thinking of a ‘me’ that would have been me if I had not been so shaped by the reality I was born into and the obligations I felt I had to fulfill to be here. It felt good.
For those of you who read this, let your friends who have had covid and are struggling mentally, emotionally, physically. It affects your mental processing, your emotional happiness, and your muscular strength including the heart and lung muscles.
postscript: There are other things I did also. I got the remnants of the virus out of my intestinal track with a horse worm application, I stayed on the same supplements that I fought through the disease with. I kept my body highly fed with what has it build back, but the homeopathy, without it nothing could have reglued my body have the little spike protein had ravaged it because it keeps the body depleted long after the symptoms are gone. I know I was there.
“THE MIMZY PROJECT”
OUR INVITATION TO YOU, NOV 05, 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.
This brings us to 2021…and what is beginning to emerge…November 5th, 2021, is when we built the Spiral on Mt. Shasta. October 23rd – October 28th, 2021 is when we went to keep our date with the Mimzys – a date we had generated. This October 23rd, 2021, I am inviting everyone who participated or feels called to move with the linkage now unfolding that in the Field of Tantra Maat has become I, Magi, I, Guardian at the Gate, the Activations joining the realms with human beings again, etc.
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 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:
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.
“I realized that I need to be in Mt Shasta to hear. I need to see if it is time for me to go home or negotiate my staying as part of valid life-enhancing ways. It is not that I know. I have not heard the certainty I hear when I know I know. I don’t know if I’m going home or staying. There are lots of signs that I am at the end of something. Others are too though. While it doesn’t feel like physical death, it might be. Whatever it is, it is a quantum of some kind. I at least need the next right action and the synchronicities that go with them. I don’t know if this is the moment. If the marker has played itself out… I don’t know. I only know I do not live to be redacted only to expand.”
Well, boy did it!
In Shasta, I made peace with my fate so to speak. Just remember Fate is never what we think it is. I successfully got my book, Mind of Creation, in my head to begin to unpack it after I wrote a chapter that absolutely complied with the higher vibrational fields of Creation working with me to bring this book into reality.
I came back to where I was staying with a beloved friend whose dog Izzy is one of my dog Lily’s best buddies. A little white fluffy dog and a taller black sleek furred dog trotting together down the road. What a sight to see! I came back in time to go with a friend to her birthday celebration #2 with friends. I have lived in working environments of consciousness most of my adult life. It is fun to be with friends who are also at work in raising consciousness. She invited us to see A Tribute to Leonard Cohen in Sacramento. We have dinner on a paddleboat. The magic whispered in my ear as we searched for a parking place in the overcrowded river bank and the old buildings that once existed there. “There. Stop there.” Sure enough, there was a car backing out that was right in front of the boardwalk to the paddleboat.
During the Tribute, I cried silently. They let me, which I appreciated it. I was so sad to look at this not being where I should be right now in my life, but I have moved before I have never been disappointed. This felt different. I have moved so often I could not determine what it was until I was driving the birthday girl back to her car. She began to challenge my thinking. She didn’t let up. I do think she was my lieutenant in another lifetime. Something happened in our exchange. Especially when she said, “You need to decide if you want to live here, not us. Everything will rearrange into the right order if you get to your truth.”
I woke up still not knowing if I wanted to stay here. Parts of being here have been so hard. But something was different. It was as if a cloud had passed. I took Lily out for a walk and passed a man working on an old VW camper. My first camper was a 1963 VW Camper. My son Jeremy and I and our dog Cuddles had wandered up and down the east coast in that camper. Even spent the night with Buffet Saint Marie [click here for a song that has carried me through my life’s journey for many years.] who was sleeping under a fishing boat in Maine.
I asked the VW man his name. He said his name was Lance. I had been noticing lately that people’s pasts are coming back in strange and unusual fashions. It was as if we are experiencing the final chapters in events that happened at the beginning of our lives. Two things pinged. One was the camper was like mine only this one was a 1970 VW Camper. And Lance. Lance was my best boy friend when I was under five and lived on East Ravine in Kingsport, Tennessee. Both the camper and Lance had made my life very happy, safe, and secure. Both of these connections had also been followed by tragedy. I had to leave Lance, Susan, Lee, and Zaria, my bestest friends, to move to a ‘better’ section of town where I was miserable, afraid, and not secure. A series of events happened one of which was the camper in the late 1970s. Within a very short period of time, my son, Jeremy, died of unknown causes: I backed over Cuddles, not looking in my need to get to the hospital and killed her: I had restored a property on the Tennessee River for an older friend who was to give me the first right to purchase. He sold the property while I was in the hospital with my son.
This level of synchronicity got my attention.
I told the VW Lance who I was staying with and that I was there because I could not live in my RV. I shared the story you all have heard. First, he talked to me about if I got him the inverter, he could probably fix it or replace it. Then I shared I thought something was wrong with the wiring and that the wiring might have been compromised after being in the shop to have the RV’s warming blankets and screen door put in.
“Well then,” Lance said, “You need to talk to Duke. Let me get you his Facebook page.” Duke University is what saved my life when I was very young. I had had a rare blood disease and they developed a serum to save me. Ping! Of course, I managed to forget the name and look up the wrong Facebook, page but Lance in his roaring engine VW showed up again coming down the road, so we got it straightened out.
I felt that I needed to get hold of Duke before 5 PM. I had a call with my support people who were creating a space for miracles to happen. Before I called them, I wanted to see if perhaps I had my miracle. Jim had already found the man who actually created the wiring for the simplicity road track and he already told us he’s got us parts. That was miraculous. Janice had had a vision after I had had a reading where a very powerful reader had told me not to keep the RV – to get rid of it right away last year.
I called Duke and he called me back. I told him about my situation. He began to share with me that I was under warranty from the dealer but when I told him road track had gone bust, he was stunned. “They have been in business since the 70s!” I told him that Jim had gotten hold of the man who designed the wiring and who could get us schematics and parts. He was thrilled. That is one of the fundamental aspects of magic. Shared field. The next level of wholeness supports everyone in the field. Then he asked, “Where did you buy the RV?” When I told him where I bought the RV, he said. “Oh.” Clearly, he was disappointed at my choice. He had a few choice words and then told me he had been working on Roadtrek Simplicities for over 20 years. He also told me we would video him going through the entire RV so that if anything had happened that messed up the wiring, Jim and I could take it from there.
I realized when I had woken up morning, that if I could stay in the area, the only way I wanted to stay in the area was in my RV. I also want another sanctuary. But if I can’t have that, then I want to stay in my RV. Not only did Duke go over everything with me, but he also inspired me. He told me he works in the very RV park I live in repairing RVs and I realized I had seen him, and I knew who he was. Lance said he had a great reputation and worked out of his house because repairing RVs was his passion. Maybe I will be able to stay in my RV …and then find land to live as a community. You never know…miracles birth miracles.
I ended the call with Duke at 4:58 pm and got to call my friends with the miracle at 5 – on behalf of all life!
I will not be able to have him be with my RV and me until May 2. In the meantime I will go back to San Diego and do work was an amazing practitioner who shifts the past into a higher harmonic where it can be complete, having our lives exist more in a state of wholeness. There is another piece of magic that I cannot share here because it involves my children and their lives are not to be shared here. Just know it is another miracle. Not being able to share it doesn’t change its beauty.
I will visit my oldest son, go to San Diego for a week. Come back up and visit again before coming back here. We will see if the next level of synchronicity between myself, others, and creation keeps going. Do I doubt it? No. Just because I do not know what the next greater whole is, does not mean I don’t play my hand on behalf of the next greater moment of Creation. When your life rearranges itself suddenly especially these days, there is actually a larger reality at hand. We may not know that with our mental mind, but our consciousness does. I have been very sad, but not afraid. Very confused but trusting. Shaken, yet cared for. I am very glad I live in a collective consciousness with others in the field of Creation because in that collective consciousness there is simply more possibility of the synchronicity with all life to occur.
I may or may not be writing another chapter but thank you for listening it is been a precious revitalizing and reconstructing moment for me. In the meantime, I am running the Templates on behalf of ‘my home’ and posting them on Generating Realities of Unity – Through Creation Exercises on Facebook.
So many people are having thoughts of this is enough already in their circumstances and in life in general. Little do they/we realize that we are on a threshold of new realities birthing themselves through the debris field of the old realities that had everything be separate. God separate from humankind, spirit separate from flesh, the eternal separate from the temporal, the physical from the non-physical, and so on.
In the Spirals, we rise into disruptions to see if there is the possibility of creation a pathway that is in unity with Creation. What humanity does not know is that we are the missing element…if is our hearts, our minds, our Being that is the animate magic of Creation here. We have a lab, the Spirals, so that we can be in discovery and develop our actual strength, stamina, and capacity to develop registers that register the pathways, the formings, the actualities, the doings, the havings that exist when our systems are restored to their unity with Creation.
I received a message from the dealership service department, but I could not make myself read it. I could not. I trust my gut, my solar plexus, and it is why I do solar plexus activations. I trust the eternal’s ability to enter into the temporal on behalf of all life. My own terminology to myself is, “I know when to wait on the power of G.O.D.”
My message to The Spirals of Being – Sacred Labs operating on behalf of restoring humanity’s unity with Creation
When I started the Spirals, I knew that I would have to be in equal participation in opening up into the new matrixes of reality forming. When regard to my RV, I said I did not know what to do, I did not. When I said I knew what I what was mind to do and what was not mine not do, that was real. Out of that clarity, I knew I could be present to the not-yet-seen, the not-yet-known and to what I call ‘the forming’. The forming is where Creation and human beings come together on behalf of what grants life and has us exist as whole.
Dynamics of interaction began to form…a team so to speak…why a team? I didn’t expect a team. I, like most of us, was just looking for someone[s] to solve my dilemma, not the magic of what is it like in the transparency of life in a larger community who can share not only the wealth of being together but the challenges. I have had two incidents in this area around leaving where I was living, once because it was time to leave and once under duress. I needed to know if this time was a sign that I was not to be in the area. I couldn’t imagine it, but what if it were so. In the past, I had had two sanctuaries that were extraordinary and filled with people and activity and love and I cherished every minute. What had changed? I knew it had to do with my mission to be part of humanity’s moment once again time to evolve. I knew that I needed to be part of the activity of that evolving not separate from it. I knew that these years ahead including last year and this one that evolving would, of course, include who we are in our connection to our Selves, each Other, and Life. I knew we were moving from a separation-based, isolated individual-base to a unity-based, metapoint of self, other, creation-based paradigm – for me – reality.
I just knew I had to stay where I was standing until, or if, an interactive, interrelated, synchronic environment of Creation and human beings came out of the fog could form. The others, called, began to appear. There were those who sent me messages so I would not feel alone in this and, in that, some who began to respond within the possibility they were part of what there was to do.
I am writing them and writing my Chapter 3 today while I am doing what I love most, being there on behalf of life, in consults and planning. I will copy the letters here. This is my prayer,. That our engagement on behalf of all life melts the inanimate thinking that we have suffered that has left us at the effect of an inanimate reality separate from the life force energy of Creation and that we get to live together the stories of what we have only read by our tracking new pathways of Being as the on-the-earth new ways of being and doing rise.
My letter to the first recursion of those who were called.
This is the letter sent to those who were called as the possibility of theirs to do…even if they do not know yet the pathways of doing in unity with all life and on behalf of our unity with Creation.
I am such a survivor and my commitment to exist in unity with Creation is so intense and clear for me. It took until last night when ______ gave me hope to let the flood of emotions, pain, and sadness come in. I cannot afford reaction when I am listening but when I knew others were listening to, I could have room to falter. I also cannot afford to Band-Aid or coping here. I must be part of what brings everything into the next recursion. I also am holding the Field out past the edge and I can feel this event trying to distract me. I need to not be distracted. I am writing all of you who were looking at ‘doing’ as an action that you feel called to and in that who you are operating on behalf of life and having us exist as whole. First of all, I am putting the link to the tapatalk Alliance Transparency so that the Field of Tantra Maat has a landing place, as M said yesterday, for informing Creation and being with others in the field. As you see if it is yours to do ’together’ informing the field through this link, has it operate on behalf of a much bigger spectrum than just this individual incident.
I am including D on this because she has been past the edge with me in the Nature of Being before and she is ballast for what is occurring. I am including V because she is here with me taking care I have a warm place and a warm heart to hold my Lily and me. I am so technical that I do not show my emotions very much, but I am weeping. I deeply pray this becomes a marker, a stabilization point for the Field of Tantra Maat and all the Spiral members and our alliances.
Just like I knew to back off of PM and let the collective spirit bloom, I know I need to back off here. No idea about the forming. I only know I feel its seed of possibility.
I leave over to you Beloveds, my life, our life, Creation.
I found out today that the people that built my RV- Simplicity Rodtrek have gone out of business. That the incredible 55-year warranty on my vehicle I bought July 2018 is no longer valid. I bought the RV from Demartini, a RV company in Grass Valley, California. For a while, I had a lovely service person name David who help me with the wrong information I was given at the time of purchase. He also went over correctly how to run my RV. The information that it been told me incorrectly at the time that someone else had gone over the same thing. I was told the RV was good for any season and it was not. DeMartini either with grace or disgruntledness, I do not know which, put winter blankets on the RV so that I could keep her pipes warm during the winter.
I had also ordered a screen to be put in for the summer on my sliding door. When they put the screen in they disconnected an electric plug by the sliding door and the lights over the front of the RV no longer worked. David and I made arrangements to bring the RV in this spring to fix the problem created when they put it in.
My engine light came on in the Dodge engine that is the RV’s motor vehicle part. I called David to find out when to bring it in to Demartini. I also had no manuals for the vehicle so I did not even know what the engine was I had. I was concerned when I found out that he is left, but I asked to speak to the service manager. The person I got told me it was a Mercedes. I was pretty sure it wasn’t, so I called the Erwin-Hymer who still answered their phone then and found out it was a Dodge ProMaster. I called back and made sure I got the service manager and told him what the other person had said. It turned out it was him. He told me that I had to go to a Dodge dealer to get the vehicle part fixed. Let’s just say kindness was not in his speaking.
I went to San Diego this week, came up and picked up my RV and drove to my site. I did not know that’s the inverter battery had died. Demartini had replaced the battery that was dead when I purchased my Simplicity. They replaced it with a AGM battery not the lithium battery that was from the factory. I called Edwin-Hymer customer service to see if there was a simple fix and to find out what the warranty because my battery was not recharging. What I found out was that they went out of business and that warranties were no longer covered. I still put off calling DeMartini…making calling them my last option. I called Roadtrek road side service and was told there was no more customer help over the phone. I was so disappointed because when the battery had gone out in the winter an amazing young man had stayed with me on the phone for hours in the cold showing me how to keep warm, built back the charge, and even trained me in wattage and batteries and inverters. Now, the only service available was if the vehicle was disabled. I stay insistent until the woman confused by my conversation got another person on the phone and she actually got someone to try to help me but that person did not know about the Simplicity or inverters but did manage to get me able to call Hall’s Towing in Auburn, CA to come and do what he thought would reboot it. A lovely young man came out from Hall’s Towing and explained everything to me in detail. I learned about recharging a battery through trickling and jumping it. There was nothing he could do, but really was sorry he couldn’t help me. Wondering if the trickle was what I needed I called back Auburn Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram to see if they could trickle charge it if that was what I needed since it happened while the vehicle was there. They were gracious and so service-oriented and I told them I would call back.
I then had to call DeMartini to see if someone would at least let me now if that would work and if I needed to turn off the invertor of leave it on and would that make in difference with me having the RV plugged in trying to charge it. I knew Tony would not call me back and he didn’t. At least I got confirmed that I had a AGM battery not a Lithium battery and that the trickle method would not work with it.
Last night I went to spend the night with a good friend. Today I came back and found out that indeed the battery was dead. The car part of the RV works. The water I think works. I haven’t turned it on yet. But there’s no electricity in the RV to run my heater, my lights, my refrigerator, etc.
I have no idea what to do now. This is my home. I love my home and I love my RV site. I love being here. Once I realized that I had no idea what to do, I sat down.
I thought, “Well, at least it is warm enough I won’t freeze to death. I can go get my sleeping bag to be warm. I think I’ll stay. In the work of Tantra Maat, the work I do, we do something called informing the field. I think I’m just going to inform the field of creation – what some people call God. And settle in for the answer.
There are lots of people needing me right now and I want to be there for them. So many of us are tired of the reality we were born into and really feel that another reality is possible. I am so clear. I am not a martyr or a victim. I am just clear. I will make do for now.
I don’t want to leave my RV and I do not want to leave my RV site. Before I bought the RV, I thought about camping out so looks like I’ll be camping out in the $72,000 vehicle that has no warranty and that no one can or will help me with.
I’m not afraid of being helpless and right now I’ve no idea how to get help.
I need to sit with this and be. Just sit and be until what is next is revealed to me.
I thought I’d let everybody know who is involved. I want to thank those who love me and care about me. I want to thank Hall’s Towing in Auburn. I want to thank Auburn Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram. I, as well as others, hope DeMartini changes and doesn’t have its present reputation.
That’s the extent of my knowledge and my extended my awareness. This is the extent of my capability, skill, stamina, and strength for this moment.
Lots of people are in a worst plight than mine. I want to give over to what might be possible for human beings now and no longer at the effect of what is happening between people so many places. I want to give this dilemma time and not use the time that can be used so constructively in other ways. I love what I am part of now. I love doing my part and not being disturbed by what would seek to disrupt me and my love of life, people, and new futures. Turning these times, I have the opportunity to build a whole new reality within which trauma does not have a place so I’m not at all interested being traumatized by this. I’m not interested in being taken away from my home or my work. I have internet. I have an outdoor extension cord. I have camping equipment. And, I’m really good at sitting here thinking until thinking is fulfilled and not reacting to any fear that might masquerade as important.
I’m good. I’m really really good.
We all know that we are over the top with our own problems and I respect that. We are all over top in a world that doesn’t work. I have no expectations, nor do I want any one put out as too many people are having to walk away from their lives at the effect of circumstance. I want to be here until a solution to the problem manifests itself. I will think. Human beings and Creation is informed now. We will see what occurs.
Except for not having electricity, my world works, and I love my world. I have everything I need. I am not going to be made to leave it until something as wonderful and as fulfilling as this has been appears. I am not going to have DeMartini be part of what would have me leave it. I am not going to have Edwin-Hymer going out of business have me leave my home.
I want what is next that works in a way that is powerful and right made of love and tenderness and part of a new reality that has our lives be taken care of in fulfilling ways.
This is where you can find me. I would say this is where I am going to stand but I am actually sitting under my patio umbrellas shading Lily and me. But you can say, I am taking a stand. I could not take this stand if I were not part of a community of beloveds who are taking the same stand to be where life exists in harmony and unity with all Creation. This is mine.
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
Good morning, it’s Tantra. It is June 27, 2018. Tomorrow is my only girl’s birthday. I was reflecting on this extraordinary opportunity I’ve had in my life to have children. It was not something I was planning for or something that I expected. And yet my four children are the brightest thing in my life constantly. They are my treasures from heaven that decided to come through me. What a miracle that is. Today I was thinking about the day she was born, June 28th 2018. I remembered the two things that I was constantly saying to two of my children when they were young. I didn’t expect them to understand me or to carry it on, but in many way they all have. The two phrases I used to say all the time was, “Always an angel” and “Look for the magic”.
Something happened this morning when I went to the grocery store at 5 am. It was so the magic that I wanted to share it with. I do want to share this story, but there’s also a why? I want to share it. It’s not just because I want you to hear me talk. It’s because we’re in really rough times. But underneath those times there is still the wonder and beauty of life. Humans aren’t the only place there is goodness. There is underneath everything a goodness going on in this world right now and it’s working very, very hard to remind humanity that we love each other, that we love life, and that we love ourselves. We are designed to care about, not only our own lives but the life of all living things. Underneath all life, there is a template of what a human being is actually designed to be. And that template of what a human being is always designed to carry a linkage to wonders. That’s why I say, “Always an angel.”
For instance, my daughter and her companion were riding their bikes in a very rural part of Baja on the side next to the main body of Mexico. They lost their way. They were on the top of a big mountain. The ground was rough gravel. There was a place they could go two ways. There wasn’t a village in sight. They were way away from any highway.
All of a sudden there’s a young man standing there to tell them which way to go. You see. There’s always an angel. So always look for the angel in any situation. Most of the time they’re strangers because often when we’re hurt, we withdrawal from everyone around us we are close to and yes often it is those around us.
“Always an angel.”
But this story is not about ‘always an angel’. This story is about ‘look for the magic’. Yesterday, something really painful happened personally. It wasn’t tragic. It was just painful. I think in these times are so painful in regards to what we’re becoming awake to. Even though it has actually been happening to human beings for a long time, more of us are aware of it now and it is not as acceptable or ignored as it once might have been. In the presence of that pain, I think when we find when we’ve hurt another that we love or that they’ve hurt us it, it just has a bigger stab. It has a bigger pain. It’s something that probably we would really, really not want to do. I certainly wouldn’t. And: we probably do it in innocence. I was very shaken and very sad about what happened, knowing I needed to let it go – knowing that even in the midst of the painfulness of it, there was a truth, not about me or about the other person, but about a situation.
But I always trust Creation. I trust. I trust the underpinnings of no matter how bad things are, no matter how horrible, it isn’t, just human beings that come to our aid. It’s a magic, a magic of a bird that you’ve never seen before when you are tired and weary landing on a fence when you just think you can’t make it another day. It’s the magic of the wind blowing your hair when you’re crying. It’s of this earth and of this cosmos. It’s of the divinity. It’s of the primal. It’s of the consciousness that we are made from.
I have a really busy day. My dog, Lily, can’t be out in the heat above 80 degrees and it’s pretty much above 80 by the time it gets to 11:00 am. I had an 8:00 reading and a 9:30 meeting. I have a class at 2:00 pm and a talk at 5:00 pm.
I thought, “Well, I’ll get up at six and I’ll go to the store because Safeway’s open at five. But instead, I woke up at 4 am, managed the nap a little bit, but ended up going at 5. As I go in, they’re unpacking boxes. They’re busy, but everybody’s really chipper and saying hello. It’s like a little teeny get together in the early morning before even the birds are singing yet.
I was looking for my soup mix, which includes spicy, spicy peppers, Jalapenos, Habaneros, those kinds. As I was getting kale and spinach, a man was putting everything out beside me because that’s what they do at 5 in the morning at Safeway. I said, “Do you know about all these hot peppers? I love spicy peppers!” He said, “Yes, I do.” Well, I now know which ones are sweeter when you cook them. I now know which one is really, really, really, really hot. I know which ones are hot enough to eat easily. I know which ones you’re supposed to stuff. Oh, it was like all of a sudden the seven trays of peppers are now part of my working existence. Part of my being informed. And he was so excited about it and so enthusiastic about it. We were having such a good time.
I thought, “Wow.” I thought ‘always an angel’, always an angel to help you in your pain. I realized I had forgotten to look for the magic yesterday. I’m thinking this, as I go to get ground beef for Lily, my precious dog. I see this Kobe beef. Now, a lot of you may know about Kobe beef, but I didn’t know about Kobe beef. I walk up to the butcher who is outside the cabinets who would have never been later in the day. He would have been behind the counter with lots of people getting stuff from him. I asked him about Kobe beef and he says, “Well, you know, I know this is gonna sound a little strange, but the Japanese raise their beef like their family and they massage them with milk and they pray over them and they do a ceremony.” I’m standing there staring at him. Not only that, the Kobe beef was way on sale, like half price off. Tears just started streaming down my face and he says so kindly, “Oh, I guess you know what I’m talking about?” And I said, “Oh my God, I do, I do. Thank you.” I’d been told by my Ayurvedic practitioner to have beef once a week, but I just couldn’t do it and now I can. Blessed beef.
Then he says, “Well, while we’re at it, look at these shrimp.” He said, “Normally they’re $20 a bag each. They look like little mini lobster tails. They’re called red shrimp and they are so good for you. They’re so nutritious.” Then he said, “We never have them at this price.” He didn’t know the next thing I was going to buy was shrimp. I hadn’t told him that. I got two bags of $20 shrimp for $20. I was so excited. I went up to check out feeling so fed by the wonder and so fed by the magic.
I’m not too addicted to pain and suffering and misery and I don’t think the world’s a bad place. I think we’re having a really bad time and I think that something happened to human beings that really screwed us up. But life and creation on this earth and what we are and what we’re made of. Fundamentally. That’s beautiful. How could I do readings for 53 years if it wasn’t beautiful? I’m certainly not in it for the money and I deeply appreciate every penny anyone’s ever paid me because it’s allowed me to do what I’ve wanted to do on behalf of humankind and, for me, that’s the best investment they could have ever made as far I’m concerned.
I went to checkout. She says to me, “You look pretty chipper. What was your magic this morning?” I was elated.
I said, “Well, let’s start with Kobe beef!” She didn’t know about Kobe beef. she said, “Oh my God, I’ve got to try that!” Then she said, “but I know about the red tail strip. They’re delicious! How are you going to use them? I said, “Well, probably I’ll just, you know, eat it.” And I said, “But I might add it to my soup.” Then I told her how I made my soup with a kitchari mix and what is in the kitchari mix. Then I helped her bag.
The lady behind us who had looked so dour was starting to look up. Her eyes were starting to get a little bit more glittery and she’s finally smiled when I went around to help pack my groceries. I was packing my groceries as she was at the end of her checkout. When I, finished bagging my stuff and was putting it in my cart, I said, “Come on, let me bag for you!” She burst out laughing.
I just wanted to send this to you. I know there are rough moments. I know. I know the news is really, really hard for people who care and especially with the level of empathic response and the level of feeling helplessness. I know how hard that is. I feel it. I’m an empath. I feel it in my readings. I feel it all the time, but there’s always the magic.
Look for the magic. This will get us through to better times. You know I hate to say psychically that something’s necessary. It is certainly not necessary to hurt another human being or to be hurt, but things have just come to a head like a fever pitch and when things come to a fever pitch, they have a chance to heal. That’s what I would like to bet on.
Which brings you to my last phrase. My last phrase, which I didn’t say to my children, which comes from Paulo Coelho in his book The Valkyries.
In the preface, he writes, “Break a pact.” I suggest you try to break your pack with suffering. “Make a bet. “I suggest you make a bet that there’s always an angel and that you can see the magic.
Then the last statement says, “Find an angel”
I’d love it today if I can be an angel for you. Tomorrow I’ll probably step on somebody’s toes and say the wrong thing and do the wrong thing. All of us are so tender right now. But just for a minute, I like the idea of being your angel.