While we know the age of great light is coming, we do not understand the details in which you will paint. As, truly…you’re making it up as you go along. It’s times like these that all the stories our scribe likes to read, seem more plausible then she’s ever thought, and yet… she knows deep within herself… there’s so much more to come. She wonders…”Can I do this?” And, we answer this: “You already did… Now relax and enjoy yourself.” We advise you the same. Before you know it, this adventure will lead you back home, and you’ll be clamouring and in some cases complaining, that you miss all the fun of being human. (smile) So…enjoy it!

If you’ve answered the call of lightworker, you’ve seen up close, souls that are so severely lost, so confused, so fill with self-hatred, that your heart aches when dealing with them. But, what do you do? Why are you there? Why are you being shown this? For a few reasons:

So, finally I realized…”I’m just not going to sleep tonight… I’m just going to lay here, like I’m sedated, and allow this energetic surgery to take place. Yes, I’m utterly miserable, but, I understand, this is part of transformation.” Mind you, I’m aware that I’m being observed by my normal crew of lightbeings and angels that surround my bed every night. And, yes, they did what they could to help, but, there’s only so much the light can do, when an I AM is in a state of transformation. In that way, we are alone as the choice to continue is an individual one.

Yesterday was a blessing indeed, for too long the feminine has been expressed in secret, not just in cultures, or societies, but, within ourselves. And, it’s time she come front and center, standing next to her counterpart, make us all whole.

I always find it interesting how people confuse spirituality, with passive aggressiveness. Hey, just because I offer you an olive branch, doesn’t mean I won’t kick your ass if necessary… Today, I listened to someone talk about how as they ascend on their personal spiritual journey, they are finding that people seem to be coming out of the woodwork to harass, or sometimes even attack them. And, for some reason people find it surprising that this is normal.

Some kids were born to get-along in life… Some were really good at following directions, taking orders, doing what their told, and never questioning. I’d like to commend myself on NEVER being that kid. I have never, nor, will I ever follow rules that make my stomach churn. I will never listen to words that are candy-coated lies to get me to betray myself. I will never lay down in front of anyone with a tattoo of the word “Welcome” on my back…