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.