I don't know about you, but the few days leading up to the solstice, I thought I might spontaneously combust. There was so much energy running through my body that I was positive I would blow a circuit... and if there was a self-destruct button on me, I definitely would have pushed it. From the 19th-21st I was so played-out and genuinely miserable that I found myself day-dreaming about what it would be like to be dead.
WARNING: This post is rated PG (Personal Guidance) by the Light-Worker Association of America. Some content may not be deemed suitable for many woo-woos, cloud-jumpers & self-proclaimed love-n-lighters. Personal Guidance is strongly Suggested. Contains: cutting sarcasm, brutal honesty & brief scenes of non-sugar-coated content.
Greetings benevolent one(s)! We are the Arcturians. We come forth this day, bearing your wings so you may once again fly. We warrant no expression of grandeur, only the ties that bind us together during this most magnificent time on planet earth.
The matrix of time and space as you know it is compressing, merging into One-time, and collapsing in on itself which is making for some unusual perspective shifts and altered states of reality. We would like to make it clear that those of you who are participating on and with the new time-line are now well equipped to operate at the frequency of oneness, or scalar wave frequency.
It’s been three weeks since the 11:11 when, yet again, our inner-world turned inside out and our outer-world turned upside down. It always takes a good chunk of time after a major portal to get our wigs on straight, but there is so much going on in the cosmos during this very concentrated and sacred passage into a new year/era/world, that its difficult to impossible to wrap our brains around it or to figure out which end is up just yet.