Reflections

Distractions…

Ever get the feeling, the sense, that you’re trying to distract yourself from something you do not want to know?  I believe that’s where I’m at today…

Feeling very low energy, very low key; body tired with a restless mind.  I cannot concentrate on anything for very long.  I cannot rouse enough motivation to face what “threatens” me.  But it is not a threat of danger, but rather a threat of knowing…

It’s my day off, the first such day off for myself alone that I’ve had in a couple weeks.  And there was much I hoped to accomplish today.  But while it has not been a wasted day, I have yet to address that which directly weighs down on me…

I am reading countless things, many of which do not even interest me.  I am watching videos I do not wish to see.  I seek companionship (distraction) from others, without truly wanting to engage.  I follow otherwise intriguing paths, knowing they are not the ones truly calling me.  I engage in everyday mundane activities (laundry, paying bills, completing delayed projects, etc.), all “essential” to keeping up my chosen role here, but none truly compelling to my well-being in the moment…

And then I review, acknowledge all of this, and make a commitment to face the “truth.”  I meditate.  I sleep to dream, then push the memory of the dreams aside before they can be retained.  I reach out to the Others calling me, acknowledging the growing sense of urgency in their demeanors, only to pull back roughly and immediately when I realize they are pulling me all the way into their lives, rather than to the Center where we can simply converse, as others…

I am clearly avoiding something…

And I can make a thousand reasonable excuses for what I’m feeling and doing.  I can tell myself that whatever it is is just eluding me, not quite ready to fully expose or express itself.  But even that feels like I’m just lying to myself…

To myself.

Not to you, or anyone else.  Nor can I blame anyone else for the distractions leading me astray.  For I am distracting my self…

And it slowly dawns on me that perhaps I should stop looking at the things I’m willing to do to find this “truth,” and focus instead on what I’m not willing to do.  And do that instead…

Hmm…

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Heads Up, Everyone…

Consider this a timely warning, that may sound crazier than anything I’ve ever written….

Time is compressing, contracting, and the consequences of this will be felt…

I can’t truly describe what I’m experiencing, but I feel compelled to share anyway.  Imagine that the timelines we are all familiar with, that step by step progression from one event to another, was suddenly picked up and smushed together like a ball of yarn.  And then squeezing it tighter and tighter…

That’s what I’m sensing/experiencing.  And it is intense.

The timelines are intersecting in weird ways.  The past is touching the present, for good or ill.  The “futures” lay alongside the current moment.  There is chaos around us…

Expect to be late, even if you have plenty of time.  Expect to arrive way too early, even though you left on time.  Expect the past to sneak up on you, whether in the form of people, dreams, or memories.  The possible/most likely futures are speaking to us.  You may experience deja vu more frequently than usual.  You may get glimpses of something not yet happening.  You may find yourself reliving moments, moments that may or may not feel significant to you, moments that are only just occurring…

You are not imagining this!  It is happening…

I caution you against the usual practice of “grounding” at this time; it will only tie you down and leave you dizzy and confused, more so than is necessary.  Better to pull yourself in to the center of your being, and imagine you are a marble, free to roll at will.  Seek balance, not stability…  Remain flexible.

Or not.  After all, who am I to say these things, and why should you believe me?  Trust yourself; only you can navigate through this experience…

Heads up, everyone.  Hope you enjoy the ride…  😀

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Conversations, Reflections

“Shhh…”

There is a woman in the distance, who sometimes appears to me.  And though I do not know her, she seems remarkably familiar.  Always standing far away, passing my periphery, I have never yet succeeded in getting her to speak to me…

These last few days, she reappeared, standing to the side.  Watching, but not speaking, interested but not engaged in what is happening to me.  I’ve reached out, repeatedly, seeking counsel from this source, suspecting she is from a timeline I haven’t yet explored.  Everything about her manner suggests her time is not mine yet, and that is precisely why she avoids direct contact…

But with this sense of something looming, and the messages of gathering memories not yet lived, her presence reinforces the convergence of something big.  Time collapsing in upon itself, veils being lifted, glimpses of both past and future residing side by side…

Am I obsessed?  Of course I am!  Driven to understand.  Looking for a reasonable means to end this pointless charade.  Time may own the arena, but time-less are the actors who create the staged production.  And using time to cast the changes is only as productive as the goal that frames and guides the changers…

So…

Today, in that Other Space, pulled there without conscious intent, the maiden made a point of brushing by.  Close enough to touch my arm gently, as she pushed me carefully aside, she whispered softly as she did so, planting this message in my mind:

The urge to speak is strong now, the need felt urgently.  But Silence is our ally, so please just wait and see…

And just like that, she was gone again, as though she never existed at all.  And I was here, where I belong, waiting impatiently…

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“The Covenant” (Revisited)

As I explain below, this is one of those pieces that occasionally calls out to me for reinterpretation.  Now residing in my “Pages” folder, I found it calling to me yet again in my morning meditation – replaying over and over again, and so blocking any other info from entering.  With such demanding force expressed, I cannot ignore it.  Perhaps it is in response to my recent interactions with Sha’Tara and rawgod, or perhaps it is relevant again for some other reason entirely.  In any event, it is the first compelling “lead” I’ve received in days, so I offer it to you once again…

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Originally published as a regular post, I have chosen to move it here [Pages folder] for more permanent, easily accessible status.  This poem (?) originally came to me as a “flow of consciousness” piece that bordered on an unplanned case of automatic writing.  It came with such force that it drove everything else out of my mind until it was captured in writing.  Unedited, except for spelling and formatting issues, it has become one of those “go-to” works that repeatedly becomes relevant in different situations and times in my life.  Almost prophetic, it has not only explained and corrected my path from time to time, but I have been driven to share it with others occasionally to similar results.  I share it here, now, because I find references (both obvious and subtle) appearing in many other works of mine, even new ones, forcing me to acknowledge its ongoing influence in my life today…

“The Covenant”

Come…

Sit…

Listen…

and you, T.O.O. shall know

what I have come to learn.

It begins with This,

for this is what I know:

The time is Now…

time now to learn what each Other knows.

Why we are…

Who we are…

Now…

as before…

let us Be…

One.

As it was in the Beginning.

For in the beginning,

there was One.

And One spoke in the Silence:

“I Am…

Alone am I…

I would be Other…

So I am.”

And as each Word was,

so it Was,

and so it was,

that One became Other –

Twelve Others.

But with Otherhood

came Different-ness.

And from different-ness

came War.

So it was through war

that each Other came to know:

Sorrow…

Suffering…

Shame…

And Regret.

And with regret,

came a Desire

for One.

So it was that a Council of Twelve

gathered in the presence of One

seeking Peace,

instead of War.

And a Great Covenant was sealed:

“Beyond Time and Space,

there is Truth.

Within each Heart,

there is Power.

Through each Life,

there is Hope.

Between the Lessons of History,

and the Promise of Tomorrow,

Lie the Meaning and Purpose of Today:

Peace resides where Love reigns.”

And from this Great Covenant

sprang Three Sacred States,

each a world of Four,

with Four each to guide and protect the Three.

All…

in the Name of One…

in the Spirit of Other…

in search of Peace.

So…

Here we are – three

in a world of four.

Our world of four

but one of three.

And the message of the Pyramids

is on the Surface

for all to clearly see:

Four Sacred Children

gather as One

to learn of What Was.

Three times they come,

and through them, we come

to know of what Will Be.

The Promise of All…

The Lesson of One.

And one is asked,

“Who are you?”

And the Answer comes:

“I am Nobody…

But because I am nobody,

I am the same as Everybody.

And being everybody,

I am the voice of All.

As All…

I am…

One.

So who I am

is irrelevant.

All That Matters

Is

that I AM.”

And the Truth is this:

There is no Other!

 

© Lisa R. Palmer, 1995

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Reflections

The Chill…

I have a chill inside my body I simply cannot shake.  No matter how many layers I don, or blankets I snuggle into, the chill remains…

It reminds me of the coldness of space, the emptiness of all that lies between the atoms of matter, and the consciousness of being.  And I cannot shake it free…

I reach for something warm, familiar, to hold close to my heart, hoping, as always, to feel once more as though I am a part.  Of something grander and more meaningful than just myself.

But still the chill remains…

Outsmarting all my efforts to push it or turn it away…

Is this just my way of telling me that I prefer to stay enslaved?

Now that’s a chilling thought!

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Light Workers Creed

This was so beautiful I needed to share it with all of you…

Maria Wind Talker

 
We wake at dawn to greet the sun to thank Creator for another day begun.
 
We pray to the directions, words of peace of love and global healing. Amping up our light, our energy, our Chi.
 
We spend time in nature, maybe even hug a tree, but always in reverence on bended knee, do we take from our Mother for our herbal teas.
 
We light a candle, burn incense and white sage, as we cleanse ourself, our pets, the room and our spirit guides too.
 
We check on friends on the worldwide web and count out our blessings, as we rub the crystal around our necks.
 
We heal the sick and teach and craft, we are here to serve, uplifting is our task.
 
We gather in groups where the energies are stronger, we laugh, we sing, we heal and dance and… ponder.
 

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