Category: Healing

27 June 2018

Always an Angel and Look for the Magic

Tantra Maat Creation, Healing, Heart, Tantra Maat 1

Dedicated to three angels in my life: Georgia, Sarah, and Jackie

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.

🙂

On behalf of all life…

June 27th, 2018

Namaste

7 May 2018

Cellular Restoration-Same Price as Movie & Popcorn

Tantra Maat Activations, Healing, Life 0

I sit here looking out my sliding glass doors. It is dawn and the early sun is just beginning to tap my hummingbird feeder and my daylily. I always smile when I look at her. She started as the single shoot in a small pot. Now she is about three and a half feet across. Her shiny deep green leaves coil out toward the light in the morning and then settles into a more rounded shape as the day awakens.

I know I have to write about activations again. We, human beings, have so little opportunity to touch into the roots of our Being in our matter and in who we are in unity with Creation. There is hardly any relationship to our core energy fields that give us the strength to live vibrationally attuned lives much less support any healing process. I, as a facilitator of wholeness, do activations to support what is rising in the human system. Whether it is the Spirit and Flesh seeking to come back into harmony in the Body; whether is it the Solar Plexus coming online; or our DNA remembering. These are the ones that deal with the core nature of the Body. Then there is the High Heart Activation I got to do with Maggie to increase the strength with of our cellular ability to love. I work with the underpinnings of humanity’s linkage with the greater whole of which we are a part at the cellular level. I work in its mysteries and the incredible natures of human being that so few human beings ever get to now living only on the surface of our planet. The Womb of Creation in both English and Spanish to activate the womb of women as an essential aspect of Creation, followed by the Womb of Man to complete the paradigm of our original design as human beings in unity with Creation. I still smile remembering the young man who shared with me how stunned he was that his anxiety simply disappeared after doing the activation. My job is to increase the activity of wholeness in the human system through the body and the mind and through the incredible nature of human being when in unity with Creation.

Am I ahead of the times. Always. I am a seer who sees the future and prepares people for it. I feel so filled with grace that as a cellular empath I can also engage the cellular memory of wholeness in the human system. We were talking about this the other day. How do you provide something for people standing in their wholeness, not in their brokenness, when they do not yet have registers for what it is to exist as whole. Then I think of the people who come to the activations and I remember that they know. They are at work to remember at a cellular level. What the cellular system cannot remember, you cannot remember nor can you come online without your deep matter and energy restored to their remembering.

Why am I excited about the Crystalline Grid activation Part 1 and now Part 2? Because of field phenomenon in the rising human consciousness. You can feel it in the activations now. The collective consciousness of humankind is rising at the systemic level into the remembrance that exists in the Crystalline Grid of the myofascial connectivity within all matter in the body. People are becoming more empathic. Their systems are activating in unity with a rising future of wholeness. I am still incredibly sad at times that the people’s interpretation of their systems awakening is misinterpreted as something wrong, not something rising. Increased hypersensitivity. Auditory sounds in the head. Difficulty listening to the drone of disconnection that once was accepted as normal. The ability to support our Crystalline Grid is literally turning on a higher frequency bandwidth that connects us to the communication system of unity between the planet and the cosmos. When we are a bigger system, the hypersensitivity calms down. We can hear the sounds of life even in the cacophony of chaos.

I am excited that certain members of the human race are coming out of thinking that they were designed to suffer and reaching like powerful pioneers toward awakening into the wonders of who they are. YES!

You do not need to have done Part 1 to be part of Part 2, but to be responsible for building your field as part of the collective consciousness rising. And given that the activity of yourself as awakened is still emerging, I would recommend listening to Part 1 first.

I apologize for the confusion of our store. I needed a place to ‘store’ everything. 🙂 Over the next few months, I will be opening up the opportunity for you to purchase the different activations for yourself because the possibility of sourcing your own awakening is more available than ever.

I did a 36-minute video about you and your direct ability to participate in your own healing. Here it is:

Enjoy!

25 April 2018

This is the reality that has never been

Tantra Maat Creation, Healing, Mind, Unity, Visions 0

This is the reality that has never been, but because they loved it….

I knew when I took this year on, that the dreams and the mystical awareness of the undercurrent of new realities would dominate my life. A few days ago, there was the Buddha in my dream under his tree saying to me, “Tantra, it is not the middle of the road. It is the space between.” Before that significant conversation out of the mainstream mesmerization. And on and on.

I realize I am moving into a deep territory and maybe even territory no one wants to discover. So many people are caught in the rapids of shallow waters.

But, I must continue the flow between humankind and Creation. In that, the webbing of unity between this species and that of which it is a part will harmonize and stabilize as worlds fail and new realities are born.

The concept of “no enemy/ no threat/ no harm” will touch some and others will be immune to its freedom. And yet, this could be the healing that’s up! This could be what we as a world are healing. That is why the dis-ease of ‘the enemy’ is rampant right now. Just like any other dis-ease. While it can threaten the extinction of form. While it can threaten our physical existence. It also has the possibility of completing its cycle and leaving us well, leaving us whole, leaving us vital. When we realize that what we had held as the enemy has a tendency to evolve, our worldview and our concept of reality begin to evolve also. The concept of ‘the enemy’ then evolves out beyond its own borders. As we let go of its importance in our lives, ‘the enemy’ sometimes even disappears from view. Even the concept of its existence can disappear.

That is how powerful the human mind is.

That is why I and other co-authors are meticulously putting together Mind of Creation, the next level of consciousness after the book Language of Creation. To give people the capacity to capture the power of their mind and its ability to shape reality.

This month is my 72^nd year. My birthday is May 28^th.

Last month I wrote in my April blog:

Love is not just an emotion. It is our DNA. Love is not just random experience. It is the very foundation of our health and happiness. It is in truth the only thing that is ours. We, human being, have sought love through connections outside of us and sometimes been bitterly disappointed and sometimes well rewarded. But that is not where love exists. You were always the one who brings love to the table. Love is yours regardless of what called it to surface. That is what there is to honor. Your Love.

This space between love and the enemy. Could it be you? Are you where the power lies? Is it you that gives space…empty space…

The Creature

This is the creature there has never been.
They never knew it, and yet, none the less,
they loved the way it moved, its suppleness,
its neck, its very gaze, mild and serene.

Not there, because they loved it, it behaved
as though it were. They always left some space.
And in that clear unpeopled space, they saved
it lightly reared its head, with scarce a trace

of not being there. They fed it, not with corn,
but only with the possibility
of being. And that was able to confer

such strength, its brow put forth a horn. One horn.
Whitely it stole up to a maid – to be
within the silver mirror and in her.”

Adaptation from Rilke

Can they follow me, I wonder, beyond the disorganized maze of compacted thought? Can they move in the sentient intelligence of this wording? Can they read to be free?

I can feel the wheels of a higher organizing system turning as the deeper nature of things rise into our world and shift the deeper layers of our reality. I can still feel a Great Spirit guiding my mind and my fingers to write what I write and record what I record. A Spirit that lives in each of us is in the fascia of our hidden psyche. It is not trapped by the assessment of reality that we have been swimming in. This deeper webbing is showing itself more and more as I have left the shore of all right and wrongdoing and am in the presence of that which lives without harm.

Then yesterday. I went out to feed the deer. Manuel, a lovely Mexican young man, had with great care, dug a hole for my one-and-a-half-foot Christmas tree. He smoothed the ground around it and made a lip of rocks that left the impression of the little tree being very special. The little tree will now round out a grove of larger pines so that I can have the druidic grotto effect that I have longed for. The druids used rings of trees to communicate with the stars. As I leaned over to pour the dry cobb deer food into their buckets, I felt a strong urge to get water for the little tree that was on my right. Georgia had watered it and packed straw around it the day before, but the urge grew stronger as I tried to dismiss it. I went into my car and got out the large bottle of water I keep for Lily on our road trips. I went to the tree. I thanked it for coming to me and told it I loved it as I soothed the straw with water. A pink light glinted and bounced off of a rock right behind the tree on the slight of a hill. I looked up to see a smooth polished flat stone of striped mauve and lavender the size of my palm. We have no stones like that in the red earth stained rocks that come out of our ground. I was startled. I reached to pick it up and a powerful force pushed at me. I did not recognize the connection, but I could not miss the power. I knew that stone was for the tree, not me. In my forever inapt way of dealing with these connections, I asked if I could carry it with me down the driveway to walk Lily and then bring it back. I needed to gain a register for this new connection. There was a feeling of reluctance as well as intimidation that emanated at me if I did not bring it back. I felt the strength of a new alliance being formed. In those moments, what I do and how I do it means everything.

I took Georgia out to see it after asking her if she had put it there and she had said that she hadn’t. I watched as she and I walked away. She felt the impact of the power as it climbed up her spine.
Somehow everything that has happened in such a rapid succession is part of what is unfolding. It is so hard for a human being to believe the unity between the Earth and its forms is back, but it is. Something is happening. I, for one, am staying tuned and looking forward to participating.

And you?

Several years ago, I was shown that I would move into the deeper fabric of reality after my 72^nd birthday. All things point toward that being true. It is shifting how I relate to the world around me. I am not the only one. Many are beginning to relate to worlds now forming in the substance of their minds that exist in unity with Creation. More and more I will take you on my journey with Creation in its deepest webbing and fabric. If you so choose, you walk with me and benefit from the journey.

All my love,

Tantra Maat

15 April 2018

The Freedom to Be Ourselves

Tantra Maat fear, Healing, Mind 0

I am aware that we can create a new lens so we can see a new world. This will be a gift to our minds, our bodies, and to our worlds. There must be many of us who will take the leap.

11 April 2018

This is not ‘woo woo’. This is very very real!

Tantra Maat Activations, Healing, Life, Tantra Maat 0

I recognize that I am fierce about the Crystalline Grid Activation tonight. I just can’t help myself. There are ways to get through these times. Not only do we need to acknowledge how affected we are during these times, but we need to understand what we can do about it. It is in the body!

Please do not view this as a political blog. Paul Ryan said he would not run again today. I do not care what our politics are even if we have none. The brutality of the political scene is impacting all of us in a highly overcharged way. It is in the air.
I know you may not equate an activation to your response or reaction to the news, but nowadays, our empathic gut is getting a beating and our hardwired brains are trying to embrace the world around us and shift its neuroplasticity to accommodate what is rising.

This is not ‘woo woo’. This is very very real. We need to be able to activate our unused capacities that are for these times. One of these is our myofascial webbing and its crystalline grid. This is where myofascial practitioners work on people who have chronic pain.
Well, my beloveds, our systems are in chronic pain right now whether felt as body pain, soul pain, or emotional pain. Our inner systems need our help to rise to the occasion.
That is all I have to say. I am doing my best, but so many are caught in such archaic mechanical thinking about their bodies, they are creating a problem for themselves because the body is trying desperately to come alive and they cannot relate.

Our innate systems are powerful. AND! We need them.

In regard to Paul Ryan:
I wish him well. I think in these divisive times where neither party is able to speak the truth about their values or their commitment to the American people much less operate in a unity fashion to bring the best of both parties forward, many are getting caught in the crossfire. I wish we could stop hating and blaming.
Maybe we as people are to look only for the bad, but I just don’t think so. I only want to work with people who are maturing their goodness, their love of life, their empathy toward others. This rising underbelly of our society is gut-wrenching, to say the least. The hypersensitivity that people are going through is crazy. I feel strongly about the activation tonight. I am so grateful I got a download about where to go to have our hypersensitivity not be so intense during these extreme empathic responses and fear reactive times. I am going to include all the good men and women who are doing their best in such a highly charged environment.
I think what we do tonight together will help. I just wish I had a way to show people how valuable we are especially in our internal systems and that we can work internally with our incredible response mechanisms to lower the stress of these times.

Even if you can’t attend, at least purchase it for when you need for this activation rises.

26 March 2018

What We Did For Love

Tantra Maat Healing, Heart, Life, Tantra Maat, Uncategorised, Unity, Visions 0

Love is not just an emotion. It is our DNA. Love is not just random experience. It is the very foundation of our health and happiness. It is in truth the only thing that is ours. We human being have sought love through connections outside of us and sometimes been bitterly disappointed and sometimes well rewarded. But that is not where love exists. You were always the ones who brought love to the table. Love is yours regardless of what called it to the surface. That is what there is to honor. Your Love.

I did a recording for several people who are challenged by incredible losses around love. I recorded because what I care about is that their love does not die and what they brought to the relationship whether it was a partnership relationship or a guru relationship, how the brightness of life was increased because of their love. Love heals all. Love reweaves our reality into a reality of unity. Love is what binds us together as a human family. We have talked about forgiveness, repenting, judgment, protecting…but none of that matters if we just work hard in any way we can to keep ‘our’ love alive.

The written edited and added to the version of the recording.

If you would like to listen to the audio click here.

When I was a little girl, I had the opportunity to exist until I was around three years old in a reality of unity. It was right here on this Earth. It was in my connection to my dolls, to my dog, to my kitty. It was right here on Earth. It was when I was eight months old. Then I remember pulling myself up cause there was light outside that I now know were my windows. It was right there. I wasn’t separate from it. And it wasn’t separate from me. The only thing in that reality I found confusing was the taller people -didn’t know they were people at the time – who came to take care of me. They seemed disconnected.

And then one day, I got into my mother’s mind. And although I was only three years old, I knew that something was terribly wrong. In that brief moment of seeing through her eyes, I saw the world from a whole different place. Painful, frightened, but the worst part was my world slipped away. Everything but its memory.

This year, I’ll be seventy-two years old. Sixty-nine years later, and I’m grateful for those years because that memory was of a reality. It wasn’t a memory of a people. It was about a reality. So, my entire life I have been fighting my way back to that memory. I knew it could live here, and that it did: in Nature, in the Elements, sometimes inside us.

As I got older and became wizened in my otherworldly ways, I realized that someday, humanity would have to realize that people are not the problem. There seem to be two realities that have woven their ways into this place. One reality operates consistently with the planet Herself: all life operates on behalf of all life. There were smaller units of life and larger units of life, all in unity with each other, and they all make up this extraordinary texture, sound, visual environment of Creation.

It actually seemed that the only place that had become damaged was a human being.

Oh yeah, I know the story…

“We fell from Grace. We’re working out karma”

I just disagree.

Because there is not one human being that doesn’t walk out the door of their home, and at some moment pause to look at the sunset, or stand under the stars, or turn to kiss the forehead of their child, regardless of what they’re about to do during their day.

Has something corrupted the integral Design of this species?

I think so.

But I don’t want to get into that today…

2018 is a year, like no other year, maybe in all of human history.

It’s all about L.O.V.E.

We’ve learned through vibrational awareness that L.O.V.E can be experienced as tragedy, as trauma, as addictive need, as co-dependency, or as unconditional and eternal depending on the level of frequency you vibrate in.

But what is our Design?

Isn’t our Design to L.O.V.E. without measure?

To have our L.O.V.E. not conditioned in any manner, even if we don’t know how to express it unconditionally. It doesn’t matter. We know inside. We know inside who we are. We know that our greatest desire is to experience L.O.V.E.

I know that this conversation isn’t for everybody. There could be plenty of people that are not interested in love anymore. But I am and I believe others are.

This Is For You… Hold On, Hold On To L.OV.E. Nobody Can Take That Away From You. No Evil, No Human, Nothing Can Take Your L.O.V.E Away from You.

This unity-lateral, inseparable dominion of connection I once swam in I later realized was what we call L.O.V.E. Do you know that in a reality of unity, L.O.V.E. never dies. It is Life Opening up into the Vibration of the Eternal. And the eternal never dies.

I also learned that there is a boundary-marker. It’s actually a psychic boundary-marker. “Psychic” comes from the word “Psyche” – which means “the Mind of the Soul.” A blockage in our mind between the mind of our soul and our human mind. “There be demons there!” an old evangelist preacher once told me.

I went through this many years ago, through this boundary-marker. It has very clear parameters. You can think of it in an electrical sense. The shock of it is so severe, it could collapse you forever. There are unsavory natures at that boundary-marker. They have three names: One is Betrayal; the other one is Rejection; the other one is Abandonment.

When I hit that shock-field… Yes, there were circumstances that precluded that moment…I knew I had a choice. I could fall victim to the betrayal of another human being, someone I loved. I could fall victim to the rejection of all my ideals that lived in the love of that human being. I could fall victim to the threat that love would abandon me.

I wouldn’t have it.

But it wasn’t easy.

It took me about two years of rigor, but I was not going to give up my L.O.V.E. Not the objective, the object of my love. The objective, the object of my love was gone. I was not going to give up L.O.V.E. itself.

My L.O.V.E.

It Was My L.O.V.E. That I Was Not Going to Abandon.

It Was My L.O.V.E That I Was Not Going to Reject.

And It Was My L.O.V.E. That I Was Not Going to Betray.

We say so flippantly, we don’t know why we love a person, and then we spend… What is it? CENTURIES!… trying to figure out if it was a good love or a bad love. But that’s not L.O.V.E.

That Idea of Love is all gathered inside a reality of separation where we’re constantly fear being abandoned; fear being betrayed, fear being rejected. That fear underlies everything where we have been separated from unity with Creation.

When I was twenty-seven years old, my five-year-old boy, Jeremy, went into a coma for five days. He was on life-support. A Christian Science practitioner was there with me. We took a walk outdoors one day. Boy, did I hate God at that moment. I hated life. My love for my child was tearing me apart. I wanted it over, the pain, the anguish, what looked like years of unrelenting sorrow. I spit all this out at her.

I said, “This life is nothing more than that ugly, ugly sky.”

Storm clouds were rolling in everywhere.

She looked at me and smiled. And she said, “Then look higher”

I did.

And there were blue skies through the dark black turmoil.

I never forgot that.

Combining that experience and others. Years of exploration of the what restores unity in a human system. It was always L.O.V.E. I have seen as people repair their systems, their capacity for L.O.V.E. increases. Some people now understand that different realities exist at difference oscillating frequencies of energy and that L.O.V.E. is sustained and maintained in those higher frequencies. Some of us have discovered that in those higher vibrations that haven’t become personified, objectified, L.O.V.E. cannot be destroyed and is the very fabric of Creation.

I took two years claiming my own love. Not only claiming my own love, but my right to give my love wherever love might find me…regardless of circumstance…regardless of what looks like betrayal, abandonment, or rejection.

I made it through the boundary marker between the reality of separation I was born into to the other side where realities of unity still flourish.

And in that unity with all life, Nothing Takes Away My L.O.V.E. NOTHING.

I talked to someone who I L.O.V.E. very much last night. Their heart is broken. They have clearly in human terms, been betrayed. They have clearly in human terms been rejected. And in one of the most horrible ways I’ve ever heard, they’ve also been abandoned.

They said to me,

“I can’t stop loving them.”

And I said:

“Nor should you.”

And I shared that my whole life I had transformed and transformed… until Betrayal, Abandonment and Rejection Had No Home in Me.

2018: We are in a paradox right now. It would seem there is a reality that we were born into, and that, yes, we adapted to. A reality would have us trash love. If some of you made it so far in this reading or recording, you may be one of those who trashed love and maybe now reconsidering.

But what I have seen in the last few weeks is chilling.

In relationships that never had a problem, suddenly one of the partners abandons, betrays, and rejects the other partner in violent ways, emotionally, mentally, spiritually. It got my attention. It really got my attention. Then I started seeing it in small spiritual communities. It may even see it around me. Who knows. I started seeing the people who had stood for L.O.V.E; people who had been fighting for the Rights of others to love; the Way Showers; some who had dedicated their entire lives to the hope that humanity could remember. I saw it start to happen to them: this kick, this hit. This attempt to destroy L.O.V.E.

Realities are active fields they fight for their existence, just like a human being does. And what infested this world, has been fighting for sovereignty here. And it has one mission and one mission only: To Destroy L.O.V.E.

You can stay barbaric and ignorant and stuck in the black tar of ‘it’s all about people”, but it isn’t.

When YOU start to reclaim the rights to your love and to love again, L.O.V.E. can live again, and the realities of unity will thrive here once more. Some of you were trained by the best. It is my considered opinion that where people worked hard to get to a place of L.O.V.E., a wave of destruction is trying to take those places of L.O.V.E. down whether individually or collectively. I know. It has been happening for a long time. It has simply reached a peak now because L.O.V.E.is restoring and, within it, realities of unity. We are needed more than ever right now to cherish our L.O.V.E. regardless of the backlash around it.

It’s the other thing I’ve gotten to see on my journey…

I’ve watched a human being even gain divine status, begin to experience themselves as one with all of Creation and hold that field for others.

Wouldn’t you think they’re a prime target?

Don’t you think there would be an advantage to destroy them and in that destroy the L.O.V.E those that had learned from them had been given?

It is why I why I have always stood on behalf of Masters. And I have never abandoned them. And I’ve never betrayed them. And I’ve never rejected them because I too have felt the ‘hit’ when I go be there for others. I too have seen people’s love for me be destroyed. It is a revealing moment.

I got: Not my business. What others do with their L.O.V.E. is their business, not mine.

My business is To Restore a Reality of Unity That Exists Here, And in Every Human Being.

And We Are At That Epicenter Of What We Have Been All Been Working For Who Have Lived In The Name Of L.O.V.E. We Are Now The Ones Who Must Claim L.O.V.E. Our Own L.O.V.E. And Our Right to It.

What I did for L.O.V.E.: Sometimes it was valuable. Sometimes it was even very good. Sometimes it was foolish. A lot of times my L.O.V.E. fell short. I stay a constant new learner because of L.O.V.E.Below is a transcription of a conversation I recorded for those who are in the activity of love and the challenge of love before us. If you would rather listen to the audio click here. Is The Very Substance That This Species Was Designed To Exist As the Embodiment Of. It Is Not Outside Of Us Anywhere. It Is Our DNA.

2018 is a rough year for those of us who have lived in the Name of L.O.V.E., and for those of you who have lived in the Name of L.O.V.E without even realizing it.

All Those Aspects of Us Where L.O.V.E. Felt Abandoned. It’s Ours to Reclaim Now.

All Those Relationships That Hurt Because We Felt the Electrical Shock Of The Reality Of Separation razor Into Us like Barbwire. It’s Time To Not Have It Matter. It’s Time to Just Make It Past The Boundary. To Take the Shock, To Take hit of the Barbwire and Keep Walking… Until L.O.V.E Lives In Us Again, L.O.V.E and Its Rights, L.O.V.E. Wherever We Find It.

So Today is March 25th, 2018.

Even as a mystic, as a seer and as an otherworldly human, there is still a very real little old lady living on top of a hill who has walked this walk for many years. I chose human love. Even the gods know its power.

I Wish us luck… L.O.V.E. It is all coming to a head now. It’s up to us. We’re the ones who live here. We’re the ones that L.O.V.E. lives in.

~ NAMASTE ~

8 March 2018

The last twenty-four hours:

Tantra Maat Creation, Healing, Mind 0

I woke at 4 am from a dream in this early morning. The dream was significant and had a result that I would’ve never expected. Between 3 am yesterday and 3 am today a higher octave event took place. At 3 am yesterday, I went out into my sacred circle held by 3 dragons, a 350-pound obsidian ball, and selenite. I was present to the first reading I would have in the morning. I was expanded beyond a certain tolerance point and I needed to become coherent. I was present to many more webbings present in the reading that went beyond the normal parameters within which a reading occurs. Sitting beside my young girl dragon, two dynamics were greatly present. One was I could feel, as I have been feeling in others, the greater nature of their design active in this 3D reality. Not out there somewhere. Here in real time, in the everyday. I knew that was what there would be to honor when the reading began.

Up until recently, the greater nature of a human being has not been able to be experienced. Our 3D playing field has been broken, in consciousness, from the greater dimensions of which we are a part. We have been in a broken system. But over the years, our longing to re-member our greater systems have been repairing the break as the greater systems have been doing what greater systems do to restore the original design of Creation where needed.

There was a compelling confusion that drove me out under moon lite sky to sort out what I was experiencing. Who was this person to Creation?

The second dynamic was even stronger. The sense was that I was in a highway of threads where my own life was intersecting with their life as well as with other connections we both had. I released my mental mind from its need to understand and surrendered myself into my sentient intelligence. I could not perceive because, without the person, I could not get the whole picture. But I knew what to do. I primed myself under the night sky into the higher octaves so that I could perceive as fully as possible when the consult began.

I shared what I was present to at the beginning of the consult. The threads of various connection points of my life and theirs unfolded. The greater activity of consciousness revealed itself in front of both of us. Puzzle pieces fell together. Our shared mind broke open beyond the limitation of what our everyday mind could perceive. We shared – startled and enlivened by the greater systems of unity revealing themselves right here right now in physical reality. No longer out there somewhere in our imaginations, but right here in our worldly activities. It was wonder full.

There seems to be more and more evidence that the greater systemic nature of higher vibrational realities is quickening. While this is for sure so, the mindset we were born into cannot perceive this.

Now that it is unfolding, the vibrational registers are missing that would have us perceive what is occurring. So Far. What is occurring feels nothing like we would’ve perceived and what is occurring lays beyond what we would’ve thought.

The closest word, in language, I can get to, to give us/me a way to track sentiently is in the word threads. Threads of energy that weave worlds into form. We call this reality.

These threads sometimes get broken and what gets woven is incomplete. It is only a matter of time, however, before the threads sort out the dilemma and begin to complete their part of the webbing of the greater systems.

When the threads get broken, the system begins to harm itself because it simply cannot yet be itself. That is where the higher activity of Creation is happening now. There is a re-membering –what we could call new threads. You can see the threads of harm are rising into our experience everywhere right now. Yet these threads, as they rise, also release the energetic suppression that has had the incompleteness of this creation stay hidden from view. The need to be all we came to be is a driving force of our existence right now. The craving of many human beings to return to what they remember has activated. In unity with the greater whole of which we are a part, a vibrational necessity is now taking the old threads of harm and re-weaving them into new complete systems of creation.

We haven’t been here before so I’m not quite sure how it’s all unfolding, but I am watching. It seems systemically as these threads of harm are released back into the energy of creation, the systemic nature of our consciousness is freed from these threads of harm. Released these threads can return to a complete system.

At this point in my tracking, it would seem there are levels within which this metamorphic resonance back into wholeness or whole system response is occurring. Since we are in its unfolding, this is as well as I can tell right now.

Either the threads of harm are released, are woven back into the person’s consciousness as reinforcement for a structure of identification that needs to constantly remember Harm. Or. These threads of harm release the energy from these memories or experience for new threads to be woven into new life patterns that are more complete.

What is it to be like to be where life is complete. To be complete life would be experienced where there is nothing missing, nothing left out. Wild thought, isn’t it?

Last night I had a dream of an insane asylum of all women. You could call the dream a nightmare because for sure the dream itself was. It was women raped by the orderlies that were supposed to be there to take care of them. They raped them on purpose. The women got pregnant and the children born of these rapes were sold on the black market. The dream dug down into my memories of rape. When we address the Me Too! movement, we sometimes miss that some of us came from cultures where overpowering a woman to have your way with her was considered a right. I came from one of those cultures. The dream pushed to the surface my own life where I was raped more than once, and I was not the only one. I was both gang-raped and date raped. The dream drove to the surface my own memories as I experienced the women in the dream. I felt my own broken threads and at the same time, I knew I was experiencing the collective broken threads of harm.

The dream was horrendous and did not complete until every possible horrendous scenario was experienced. Yet through it all, while I empathically felt the physical feelings of shame, helplessness, anguish, and terror, I was also the observer. I felt as if I was tracking something into completion so that that threads of harm would never have to exist here in this physical world again.

When I woke up the impact of the horrendous nature of what occurred was not present. What was present was a clean empty space. An entire webbing of harm had left my system so something more complete could take its place.

There is no way for me to convince the mental mind of this. So many human beings are ensnared by identities that are woven from the threads of harm. Many human beings reinforce the threads of harm without meaning to because they are the only thing they have ever had to identify with. It seems hard to believe in the face of the violent rapes that I experienced when I was young or the horror of Syria and the wanton destruction of people, that something could be happening that is picking up these threads as they are released and is weaving them back into the nature of creation. It is hard to believe that the webbing of the original design here is itself being restored back into the living web of life.

I am observing. I am watching. I am constantly startled by evidence of this higher recursion of wholeness being released into the essence of life that lies hidden in every trauma.

There is definitely an Event Horizon happening at this time. An Event Horizon is a moment when nothing can escape. It is a point in time where it is as if we are going through a black hole and we do not know what will be created on the other side of it. It is usually a cosmic event so that new systems of creation can rise.

What I do know is that broken threads are being re-woven on behalf of a higher octave. I can hear it. I feel it in my body and see it energetically through my Mind.

All trauma is suppressed life force energy. That is why human beings work so hard to heal. They want the life of their life force energy back.

I know I had this dream this morning and why I woke up this morning to write you was because of the Unity of Care Community Call last night. It was an unusual call. I could hear the facilitators. They were out past the edge. Why? Who knows. They have been changing and recalibrating in terms not yet invented in the human system of understanding.

I could feel a phenomenon on the call. Somehow, inadequately said, a higher vibrational organizing reality was present and picking up threads beyond their perception and beyond the perception of those on the call. I could feel a webbing of unity between human beings and the greater systems now coming online active in the call. I understand what it is to have the greater systems of higher consciousness take over. It happens every time I am in front of a room or on a call. It would happen in the space I held at the front of the conference room for the Shakti so that when beloved Sai Maa, a precious guru, could walk into the room. I had the room already be at a high enough octave for Her to activate realities that exist beyond human perception. Often referred to as the Divine.

I have become related to the release of my identity into the realities. I am familiar with the disorientation and the sense of no location that comes with shifting from identity to being part of a living field. You hear yourself talking but you are aware you are not in charge. That something else is occurring.

The minute I was on the call and Janice began speaking I felt them shifted into a higher playing field. It was not their identities or their points of view that were present. What was happening was the phenomenon of a higher octave. Simply said the energetic field they were in was happening in a higher vibrational norm. Some oceanic matrix of unity was present that held the field so that the higher frequencies of creation could prevail.

I was amazed that anyone could even speak. The words were disjointed. I could feel them struggling for their footing in the face of the shift of the frequency base they were in. I pulled myself off the call, so I was not the one responding to holding the field. They were able. 🙂 I could feel them, however. With my physical pressure was no longer present, I stayed present in another manner.

I felt a metastate of connection occur as they just kept responding to what they could get to until a metapoint, a point of unity, occurred between the participants on the call and the Mind of Creation. The doors opened into a higher recursion of reality. And in that. People began to share. I am aware that most of humanity cannot perceive of the greater realities of which they are a part. In the Spirals of Being, the participants are just now gaining awareness beyond the threads of harm that create incomplete systems. They are beginning to be ‘informed by the Field’. This is what had the creation of the Unity of Care Community call occur. A place for people to share held in a Field of Creation.

I know that I am speaking to what your conceptual mind is not yet capable of, but some part of you is in your higher intelligence and is responding to the greater truths of reality now unfolding. You are in the new threads of unfolding realities during these times that are not yet perceivable through your mental mind. Does that make it less real? Nope.

We are in an amazing time. Many people are experiencing things they cannot explain, having feelings that do not have words that are sufficient. Sometimes in this ‘between mind’ moment of no way to explain or understand, these new threads of consciousness are perceived as a void or as boredom.

It is so much more.

It is a vibrational pulse of threads of life being released from the tangled mess of trauma to be threaded back into the unified field of creation that gives us life.

Completion.

The link to the March 7th, 2018 Unity of Care Community Telecall

https://instantteleseminar.com/events/105790449

25 November 2017

The Preciousness of Connection

Tantra Maat Healing, Heart, Language of Creation, Life 2

In Unity,

Dearest Human,

I could also say: Dearest Being

Either and both would be true. I have the good fortune to have grown myself up through a living language of creation these last years, probably close to 25 years by now. I was thinking about this as my precious daughter and her partner drove around town with me doing the lift and haul things that I, as a 70ish woman, cannot do. They unloaded my storage unity filled with 12 boxes of 18-inch-high, 10-inch-wide speakers as well as a gigantic woofer, and large containers of papers and stuff for me to go through in the sanctity of my own home. After they had deposited it in my driveway until we could go through it today, we headed to the Yuba River to take a hike. I cannot ever take this particular hike because it starts with steps that are too steep for my rather compromised hips. Polio as a child only shows when I have to step up without support from anything around me like a railing, a rock, or a tree. The steps, two sets of them, are also right on the edge of a 500-foot drop into the rolling boisterous roaring boulder-strewn Yuba river. It makes one such as me pause.

My daughter takes young people, quite young sometimes, out in the wilderness to learn the ways of the wilderness and the ways of getting along with each other. Her partner, Sancho, is a tree trimmer and will be going out today to ‘boulder cliff’ climb. Sancho seems to be more at home in a tree or in rocks than on the ground. Together they, without intrusion on my hearty spirit, guided my body up the steps. And then, when we got to the river, they helped me climb over boulders, me using what I knew I could do while they filled in the gaps. The river was filled with whitewashed boulders carved by the fierce waters. Some looked like faces. Others looked like fingers had shaped fascinating patterns of expression in the marbleized rock. Some had become waterways, their rock face deepened for a place for the frothy water to flow. By the time we got there, my psoas muscle was having a fit. I was stiff, in pain, and happy. I stripped off my grey jeans and inserted my body into a water hole beside the rapids and breathed. All the years I have gone through with my hips and leg not as prow as others, I have learned one thing. Never stop moving and never stop working on being with the beauty of life.

This brings me to the theme of my letter to you.

In the introduction to the gift packages for December, I spoke about how this isn’t a business ploy, but a genuine gift that both Jackie and I are thrilled by. Doing this has been such a mystical moment for me. I can feel the patterns of separation that have pierced the human soul. I went away on a sabbatical because I didn’t know if I wanted to be in the presence of that separation that thinks it is gaining a footprint in humanity.

But on my trip, the beauty of life won out. I remembered how much I loved human beings, myself being one of them and that was all there was to do. That is the ultimate connection for humans…being ‘in love’. Love is a field of reality not a thing to do or hope for, but a field of reality that is born and flourishes through connection.

This set me on my path. Sooo… excited I can tell you. Really excited. Hoping through my letters to relay that excitement to you.

As Jackie and I sculpted December, it wasn’t that I couldn’t feel the acid tongue of separation taunting me that this was just a way to get money. It wasn’t that I couldn’t feel the loss of realities of connection tugging my heartstrings. I just didn’t care. I was free to care in ways that I love to care. What excited the most is when I broke free of the compromised state of separation that humanity is struggling to free itself from right now, I knew what many human beings are about to experience this freedom also. Knowing ahead of time is part of the psychic path.

If no one ever works with me again. If people no longer want what I came here to provide, I am really fine. You see, nothing can ever take away my ability to find ways to connect with the beauty of life and in that the beauty of human beings. Nothing can take away your ability to find ways to connect with the beauty of life and in that the beauty of human beings either.

Here, take my hand. Let’s take a journey together.

I will be writing you letters. Letters that help us all meander our way up steps that we are sometimes too physically, emotionally, mentally, or spiritually ready to climb. Just as the girls helped my weak and challenged body up a path and over boulders, it is my prayer that my letters to you give you courage and strength to continue on the most profound journey a human being can have in a single lifetime. Connection.

I want to unfold what resides in the packages Jackie set up for you from what I shared with her I wanted to do. I intend to release the power within the packages as you read the living field of connection embedded in each word and woven into in every statement.

First, these gifts are the hands of love reaching out and giving us a way to connect to the beauty of our connection to each other as human beings. Just remember sometimes in the beginning, not just one beginning, but many beginnings, it isn’t always easy or comfortable to break the bondage that has left us separated from ourselves and others. Then connection breaks through and we find ourselves freely in a reality of unity where love roars, rolls, and ripples as we carve out even the hardest of rock. We find ourselves once again moving with beauty wherever we travel.

All this can be done in the privacy of our own consciousness. Consciousness is often made such a difficult word to explain. For me, it is simple. Consciousness is the ability to be aware. To be consciously conscious is the ability to be aware and to be able to move with that awareness through paying attention as we take the path that takes us where we want to go. When we get where we want to go, it is so precious and thrilling. Worth the unfolding.

I find it amazing that so few realize the significance of the loss of connection and, in that, realize that we each must repair and restore our ability to connect to one another at whatever level needed. It is unfortunate that publically we only see connection when a tragedy occurs and we see the power of human love. Not that it doesn’t exist. Nowadays, it is the need for connection that has everything be so exciting again. Hoping through my letters to relay that excitement to you.

In the offering of these gift packages, I am stimulating your cellular memory of connection. I am showing you the beauty of the packages, but I am not asking you to do anything. I am just passing through this earth plane and wanted to take time to help us over some boulders.

As a cellular empath, I do that by using a living language that lays behind the words I type and the phrases I structures. This language lives in my direct link with Creation. I am passing it on to you. If I had to wait for word language to have someone understand, I would not have been able to work at the level I have been able to work the last half-century. But living language, the language that awakens the cells so they can restore our physical, emotional, spiritual, mental ability to connect, that is precious to me.

This is why I wrote up this morning with my hip relaxed, no pain, a bit tired, and couldn’t wait to write to you. Just see what happens after reading this letter. I don’t have time to read everyone, to awaken in them their language of connection. I do have time to write a letter though and awaken in my connection to you and to awaken you in that connection. That is the gift of the human heart. The power of the human spirit.

Jackie and I are excited. Finding ways for us all to connect back into our pricelessness of each other and ourselves. Having a life is all ways having a life worth having. That life starts with deepening the wonder of you and then in that a strength rising to be in the wonder of another. This is what we packaged.

Thank you for walking with me today up the steep deep steps. Then leaning into a rock as we walk a narrow strip beside a steep gorge. Finally climbing over boulders inch by inch until we have arrived at where the water of life flows. Connection.

On Behalf of All Life

Tantra Maat

11.25.17

14 November 2017

God Given: Follow Him Home

Tantra Maat Creation, Healing, Uncategorised 0

I never ever say it publicly, but today I will. I really love the gift I carry. This morning is one of those mornings in which this is particularly true.

My friend, Niall Walsh died a few months ago.

He is Adam in my book An Irish Tale of a Modern Mystic. In my opinion, my two books are really good books to read right now to feed the soul and open the mind.

The Language of Creation is the other one.

This is the second night since his death I have gotten to spend Dreamtime with him. This time, we got to talk because I needed to know if he needed my help and if he was caught here. In his Gaelic fashion, his twinkling eyes touched mine with a depth of sadness for the how shallow human lives are forced to be. He didn’t answer. Instead, he curled up on a sofa in a worn home on the edge of a big lake and held me.

You could say we were celebrating. I had found his poems. I was distraught after he died because I knew he wanted me to get his poems to his family. He didn’t want to be remembered for the man who fought addiction since the age of 10 and failed.

We would talk into the wee hours of the morning. We were Anam Cara to each other. Beloved Friends. I will write more about him later, but I have a busy day ahead and need to be about it. For now, I will want to publish his poems and honor his depth. He was a deep as his dark eyes that pierced the veil of this world and that for a moment let in an extraordinary angel.

Passion and Love must penetrate Society’s flimsy membrane

If they are to Delight Us not Devour Us.

Niall Walsh

May 1994

Raindrops

Oh droplets of rain, what fill thee?

Water Pure or Tears of the Great One!

Do Life’s Sweet Mysteries abide in your moisture?

Are the oceans birthing their love to all?

Please, Tell me what hides in your soul.

Maybe, Tears of the Lost Ones Who have found their way home.

The Lull

In between, Here lies the Lull

Neither here, nor there…unaware

Flames soft yet smoldering

Winds calm yet soothing

Yes, tis here lies that Lull

Oceans soothing yet sighing

Earth easing yet yearning.

Tis here lies that Lull.

Creatures withdrawing in sabbatical curl.

Emotions peacing pondering their pearl.

In Tween here lies the Lull.

Lull Speaks,

Dusk Listens,

Dawn answers,

Sunlight Glistens,

Twas here lay that Lull.

In the time of the Temple of Apollo in Delphi, the society cultivated the inner and outer beauty of its people. The athlete, the poet, and the philosopher were one. Here is one such human being. Perhaps our society has lost something only having our attention on the body and not what lies within.

Niall and I put these poems together in May 1994. I compiled them in honor of my friend who is one of those people who is as beautiful within as without – an athlete, a poet, a philosopher, a lover.

I, who am not as physically beautiful as he and at the time of this writing was 100 pounds heavier, learned about my own physical beauty through him.

I told him once that it would be easier to be with him if he wasn’t so beautiful. I said, “I know myself as beautiful within, but not beautiful without.”

He said to me, “Don’t you think if God wanted you to know you were as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside that one of the first things he would do is send you your reflection.”

This moment in time is offered to honor all the beautiful people we have exploited and out of that exploitation lost a wonderful gift they came here to offer…their reflection.

Next time you go to the movies and watch the beautiful people performing on the screen listen to your body and how it hums with the feelings of what you see before you. This would not be possible if you were not beautiful too

At the time, many people here in the USA were asking for his picture. I sent them these poems with the pictures and a note, “I cannot send you his picture without also sharing his inner beauty, and the beauty of all of us through his words.”

I will sign off now on my Anam Cara, my beloved friend. I will use the name he was blessed with at birth.

Ula Sama Bandala [translation: God given: Follow him home]

8 November 2017

Wishing you could hear me

Tantra Maat Healing, Unity 2

Look, I have been doing activations for many years because the people who come onto the activations get something handled that they can’t perceive but I can.

Am I bullying you? Probably. Am I apologizing? No.

Right now you and I don’t have time for me to enroll you, explain what an activation does, or tell you how you will feel. Why? Because with what is happening in your life and in the world, you cells need help to reset to the aftermath of these times which is a new order of unity. In other words, it is possible now for you to register new patterns of unity that are rising while the reality of separation is collapsing whether that reality is in you or the world around you.

I am bullying you because I work with your cellular structure and it needs me. When your cellular system is no longer compromised, you awaken into who you are. You can remember right. You have a freedom to be yourself not what the world is pressuring you to be. You have freedom of response.

Do you think that comes from your head?

I have learned something in the 52 years I have worked.

What you are taught to perceive…what you are taught to pay attention to is very limited.

To do deep work in the cells, you heal from the inside out. How often have you had the experience of your mitochondria fighting germs? Do you experience your cells opening up into the light and absorbing it with grace and ease? Can you experience the trauma leaving your cells? I can.

And now!?!

Nowadays, you need the deepest systems in your body to respond to life, the light, the joy, the freedom of being alive or do you think it is just your personality?

A great mistake to think you independent of your cellular system and that all you should worry about is if you feel good or can make through the day. When There Is So Much More!!!!!!!!

Do you know one of the dynamics people who work with me in the Spirals Beings are having? They are beginning to experience themselves alive in a way that is independent of the world around them and yet at the same time they are finding themselves ‘self-expressed’ and in ‘self-discovery’, and excited about who they are discovering themselves to be.

Isn’t that the best thing we can do when the world around us could affect us in so many ways? Why don’t you make your priority not being affected so much because you are busy discovering and embodying the Unbelievable You.

Ask anyone in the Spirals?

They remember thinking what I said they would experience was Unbelievable. It is the cellular freedom when your systems are in unity with life that let the incredible spectrum of existence you are to come through. I can’t help it if the modern culture has lost contact with the systems of spirit and flesh, matter and energy, your Being and your personhood. BUT, I can do something about getting that contact and connection back.

I cannot tell you my frustration right now, not at you but the dumbed-down-ness that humanity has been through that has threatened this species very existence. All my life, I have done what there is to do in an arena of consciousness that is what connects you to life and has you exist as whole through your original memory in your cells who cannot be compromised only challenged and damaged.

Now there is a new consciousness rising.

OF COURSE

People need to support their systems to rise in wholeness and awaken.

What is possible now is beyond what we have been able for before. The systems are rising and we need to help them. The dross is falling away. This is our time. I hope you will join me.