Ascension Chronicles (Awakening)

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The first thing you will notice…is just …That. You are becoming more Aware, more Alert …and more Awake..

You suddenly become aware of the fleeting sensation of living fully in the moment, where there are no missing pieces in your life, and you can feel the unbridled joy of that bliss bubble tickling your insides. The experience starts as an anomaly, but the fact that that level of pure bliss Does exist proves that it is possible to experience it again…and again…and Again.

Journal the moment. When and where it happened and what initiated that  open channel to activate. If you remain alert to it…you will begin to notice that it is happening more frequently.

Start to become aware of the synchronicity and frequency of information just appearing out of nowhere that feels like some sort of road map for you to take your next step. It is not by accident or a coincidence …but your guides leading you … Surrender.

Taking the plunge into Ascension…

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Waiting in great anticipation for the March 20th planetary trifecta, I could have no way prepared myself for the physical, emotional as well as spiritual participation that I would be called to inflict upon myself.

The past two weeks have been so physically debilitating that I was barely able to function, in many cases, almost passing out from the surging energy continuously rushing up through my crown chakra while my ears were buzzing and chiming . I was certain my head and ears were going to explode….the only saving grace was that it was devoid of actual physical pain.  Thank God I was able to mostly remain home as driving was probably not the safest or wisest thing to do. It really hasn’t subsided but I’m more familiar with the plateau so I just go with the flow

This past day (Saturday)…with no itinerary pressing upon me, I found myself desiring the intoxicating magic of music….not just any, but the excruciating beauty of those specific songs that reflected the most primal beats of my heart.  The soundtrack of very carefully and cherry picked songs that highlighted my arduous journey through this incarnation. Another delightful effect that these several weeks had in store was the emotional vulnerability that would be brought to the surface.  These episodes of spontaneous tears could be brought forth at the drop of a hat, most surprisingly when watching or witnessing someone else’s joy. An indication of my creaky old heart awakening.

It was unusual that I turned to my iPod today, whereas it is just usually a relaxing accompaniment to my mellow time that I cherish and luxuriate in. From the first strains of the familar and touching music, I immediately recollected the message from so many scholars, saints and light beings I have been gravitating to with increasing magnetized energy.  I know, and have known for years, that as the crystalline light is coming to the surface and all the negativity and energy of those things and beings no longer serving us will be purged up to the surface to be flushed away.

It is with that reminder that I quickly realized that if I chose to continue listening that I was about to unleash the Beast.  The Beast has been Very carefully and purposefully laid to rest; not a Death rest; but a safe and insulated place I could someday visit and revive if that karmic opportunity came to be. But today, with the precision of a surgeon’s scalpel, each song Ripped open every excruciatingly detailed stitch I painfully applied over years and years. I decided that if I truly wanted to experience the fifth dimension in all it’s glory and liberation, that today is My day to purge. I don’t believe I’ve ever really experienced the music like today.  I heard, and more importantly, felt every nuance of passion from which each song gave birth.  …”take another piece of my heart “…feel it pulsating through my veins, and knowing they are all derived from a place of magic as well as immense pain….It is that magic that will be returned to me as I believe it lives in all of us and Is our true nature. I even re experienced my heartbreaks; complete with the actual crushing physical pain that I got to relive again.  What is the purpose? I been on a extended hiatus and enjoying my solitude.

So today I’m taking a leap of faith that the rewards of my reawakening will be more than worth the pain.  I relinquish control and trust in the new world so I am removing my cloak of protection and exposing the celestial light of the solar eclipse, spring solstice and the crazy super New moon upon my soul and hoping for all heaven to fall in on me.

Wishing much love and light to my fellow travelers.

Sunday Eves by the Ocean with Bodhi and Yogi

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It has become our ritual every Sunday night. I always said I was doing it out of guilt to take the kids “bye byes in the car” by the end of the week before starting my relentless work week. That still is my main motivation. Seeing them That happy does make my heart smile. It’s a win-win.

But I’ve finally allowed myself permission to do it for my own pleasure as well (not as just a chore) and take the time to use it as a sounding board to review my past week and set my intentions for the coming week.

And mostly…to take this as a platform of grace for how damn lucky I am.

I hungrily inhale the seduction of the clean ocean air, balmy breeze and the sanctuary of freedom it allows and take a huge sigh of relief and gratitude . I exhale and inhale even more deeply. OMG! How delicious is this?

Divine Mother! Divine Mother!  Divine Mother!  I bow in gratitude.

I now focus my awareness to the ever rapidly shifting of energies, vibrations and frequencies occurring everywhere. It is palatable and I am chomping at the bit. The ocean allows me an undisturbed platform on which to measure the increasing clarity and synchronicity popping up more and more frequently within my own awakening. I find it utterly fascinating and addictive. I am sooo ready.  Sensing the anticipation building, I continue to monitor my level of separation from the density of the third dimension and the subsequent bliss slowly creeping in and up and around everything. I keep seeking more and more. I find myself drawn to and have deeply heady esoteric messages effortlessly opening up to me.

Some information needs a little time and space to be ready to receive. By the next day I am fearless and allow myself to be an open vessel in which I gratefully surrender. All knowledge is a responsibility …for once we know it, it cannot be unlearned.

My Desktop Sanctuary

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 Some years ago I discovered that for my own spiritual survival it was important to not abandon Me just because I arrived at my workplace. I didn’t feel it necessary to park my inner spirit and solitude along with my car in the parking garage. Evolving over time, and being blessed with a very supportive work environment, I began to assemble some small items on the corner of my desk that served as minor distractions when I seemed to lose my balance and attach myself to the stresses of the people I was dealing with or tasks at hand.

 I find these little tschotkes to be a reminder to continue to honor myself and maintain my Inner balance. They eventually evolved into my daily ritual and set the tone for my day to begin. Not a formal shrine, mind you, but bits and pieces including inspirational or whimsical postcards of favorite colors or vacations past or fantasized about. I even kept the broken plastic cover from a favorite chanting cassette….a gentle whisper of my inner bliss. I place a small figure or photo of a deity or two that will continuously watch over me and nudge me back to reality when I temporarily lose my balance.

 My two other “deities”  that remind me not to take myself so seriously are my little “Hello Kitty” little plastic figures that (I swear!) have hypnotic powers if you stare at the space between their little pinpoint eyes. I also always like to keep on hand several tiny vials of aromatherapy oils. I find the Lavender will instill an immediate wave of serenity while the Orange will, at least momentarily, restore my vibrant enthusiasm. My little corner retreat would not be complete without my candle. Very soothing and balancing. As supportive as HR is in expressing my individuality, they do draw the line at the potential hazard of accidentally setting my whole office ablaze so I find one or more of the battery operated candles will impart the same mood making.

 For those of you whose office restricts displaying any personal items, I would highly recommend creating your own portable shrine or dream board. Just simply take a square of cardboard or foam board that can either be small enough to be transported in your purse or laptop bag or easily stored in your desk.  Decorate it collage style with family photos, spiritual reminders, postcards, beads, bits of fabric and/or trim. Feel free to express your own inner giggle and if you are so inclined, go nuts with your Bedazzler.  You can just open your desk drawer and take in the sweet breath of tranquility or just a reminder that your real life still exists and awaits your arrival outside of your cubicle.

 Choose to follow the path of you own bliss. Wherever you go, there you are! Live with mindfulness, grace and compassion.

 

My Age of Aquarius

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I am so delighted that now we have a special place to gather our petals of wisdom together in this blog and share our memories of our youth, our spiritual journeys that led us to cross paths today, and welcoming in the true Dawn of the Age of Aquarius. Speaking of, can you believe we are upon the 45th Anniversary of Woodstock? Groovy! Far out!
 
The memories… (fade to daydreaming…sounds of legendary rock icons playing in the background, flower children dancing and spinning around like whirling dervishes for as far as the eye could see, overwhelming mystical scents of the 60′s and incense forming a humongous cloud overhead clashing against mother nature’s tempestuous force which I and many still believe was a man made attempt to disperse the crowd with thunderstorms of an intensity I’ve never seen before …or since.)
 
Woodstock Music & Art Fair – 3 Days of Peace & Love (August 15 – 17, 1969)
No one knew what to expect nor could anyone have ever imagined (on their wildest trip) what a life altering experience we were about to embark upon. We figured it was just another concert as we headed up to the Catskill Mountains “the country,” several hours north of New York City. I actually bought a ticket. I managed to hook up with a bunch of kids heading up there in a beat up van with no seats (crammed like sardines) on Thursday evening before the concert. We all spent that night crashing someone’s pad in Woodstock before heading out to Bethel, New York on Friday. So we were pretty early arriving…those getting a late start (or thinking they would just drive up after work) were out of luck… once the event started all the music acts and VIPS had to be helicoptered in and out as there was no way to get anywhere near the festival by vehicle. For some people (if they were lucky to get that close and not be turned back…the New York State Thruway was closed! ) and for many, it would be a 20 mile very muddy hike back to their car – if they ever found it again!
 
With only enough room to sit cross legged (the whole weekend) in our luxurious square foot of dirt (very soon to become hundreds of acres of mud) we started grooving to the music. I don’t know what my expectations were, but I actually brought a suitcase (duh!) thinking I would be changing outfits. Muddy jeans (if anything at all) were de rigeur. An acquaintance I came with actually “borrowed” a friend’s brand new kelly green suede jacket (ex-friend by the time she got home I’m sure). It was as if the kids were just cosmically programmed to show up – they just kept manifesting and multiplying. It was so surreal to feel part of this huge community of 500,000 like minded souls – a true tribal gathering. And the music – iconic! Some bands (having to wait it out between thunderstorms) would suddenly awaken the crowd at 3 and 4 am, getting them on their feet and rocking out from a dead sleep. I encourage you to check out the list of performers over those 3 days. Phenomenal influences of most people’s lives at the time…and today.
 
Imagine! 500,000 kids left on their own only to discover the words sharing, helping, consideration, and respect to be very powerful. Thousands left the Woodstock event with a totally different outlook on life. The festival began with Sri Swami Satchidananda addressing the crowd of 1/2 million. What a way to wake up (literally). It probably helped to plant the seed for me to very shortly thereafter embark upon my teacher training studies with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. The energies we were introduced to would have a life long effect on most of us.
 
I do encourage as many of you to visit this blog, again and again. It is my hope that it will serve as a barometer of your growth and validation that the “long and winding road” will indeed “lead you to your door.”
 
Live with mindfulness, grace and compassion!

 

Have you answered your voicemail lately

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No, not Sprint or Verizon. I’m speaking of your personal voicemail; your spirit guides and guardian angels. They are working overtime   these days trying desperately to keep you on track and focused during the frequent ever changing energies that seem to try to wreak havoc on your life.

 I suggest we all take a brief break each day (in addition to your meditation) to back away from our electronic devices that we seem surgically attached to, and listen and heed the messages coming through SO clearly from our guides. I have found lately that messages are being sent to us in so many forms that, if open to receiving them, the synchronicities they provide are phenomenal and will provide an absolute validation that they are hovering closely and assisting us every moment of the day and every aspect of your life.

 My latest signals have even appeared in the form of text message alerts from Chase Bank; totally out of the blue and no longer relevant; but the ringtone alone startled me back to reality and had me quickly reevaluate an upcoming and unnecessary indulgent expenditure which I should be postponing. Got it!

 I have recently received some wonderful astrology progressions sent to me quite unexpectedly from a wonderful and very respected source. Although I am not an Astrology buff, I have had several charts done over the course of several decades. I haven’t seen or tried to unearth them from their unknown hiding places but when I came home that evening…3 different charts literally jumped out at me from piles of paper I happen to touch in my apartment. It was freaky…but the message was clear. Here is valuable information to help you navigate through the hectic labyrinth of life. Pay Attention! Got it!

 I find items (such as a missing earring) suddenly reappear after being long lost and given up on…suddenly are hanging with their match. These days, I can only Smile and say “Hello”, I got the message. Thank you.

 Just navigating daily through the hellish commutes of the L.A. freeway system and making it home in one piece every night is cause for feeling blessed . I have had such near misses that can not logically be dismissed. After one Really close encounter, I even felt a coolness as the shadow of one of my beleagured guardian angels passed right through me. I can still recall it vividly. It is nothing to be brushed off and taken lightly. It is ever present and and not to taken for granted.

 Actually, writing this very blog offered up another poke in the ribs. I had begun writing this several days ago before, saved it, and went about my business. I set down to continue today…raring to go, only to meet up with a brick wall every time I went to look for it. I KNOW I saved it, but after several hours (yeah!) of attempting to unearth it from the bowels of my computer, I was just about to give up, defeated. In searching through the lists of titles of saved bits and pieces, I kept purposely avoiding one in particular that was from some journal work I had done several years ago. No!, I don’t want to go there, not in the mood for That!  But I sighed and cautiously clicked on to what was reminders of rough waters passed while I am reading and reminiscing of this painful episode….there POPS up a message for a recovered lost document. Really! Now??

 As the signals are becoming more frequent and harder to just to brush off as coincidence, Please take the opportunity to recognize and give thanks and gratitude for The reminder.