Messages & Channelings

Snowshoeing with my dogs recently, I had a deep realization that so much of life is about letting go as situations and circumstances change all the time. Lately I have felt as if I’m wearing a heavy skirt that is weighing me down with energies I have collected throughout my life.

I have been trying to write a message of peace for days now but have been feeling overwhelmed with dense energy as if I’m alone in a turbulent sea, trying to keep my head above the water.

Calling all in the Vastness of Being. Who wants to talk to me about the monoliths that are showing up – Utah … Romania … California … Isle of Wight? 

Violet flames of transformation are flowing from the Earth’s core. Flowing up through channels alive with life giving frequencies for Earth. These channels lead to energy centers and sacred sites that once were groves of trees, pools of spring fed waters...

The word Limbic is on my mind. A feeling of floating in limbo – a transitional, border or marginal state. A border between worlds or realities or dimensions. I’ve been in this void place since September.

There are teachers of spiritual wisdom who are no longer in the physical dimension with us who are coming forth to assist in the deepening of our awareness and our spiritual awakening at this time.

On Saturday, August 8, the day the energies culminate into the Lion’s Gate, I was contemplating creating a standing wave of love going out into the Earth’s energy field and I had a vision of millions of us standing shoulder to shoulder all around the Earth generating this frequency of love...

For a few weeks I have felt like a very big wave is coming. In my inner eye I’ve seen a blue/turquoise wave like the giant waves of Hawaii. When asking where I am on that wave, I see myself surfing the barrel.

In the midst of change the swirling chaotic energies are bringing to the surface that which can no longer be ignored. Man’s inhumanity to man over the centuries is arising on a global level hand in hand with a virus that has many people gripped in fear.

Just about every morning when I first awaken, I feel despair tugging at my gut. I push it away, refusing it entry, saying “No, not today.” Then I get out of bed and begin my day.