As the memory of what was, seems to drift like a piece of lost wood in an ocean of confusion, we continue to move quickly down the corridor of time. We are being ushered into time doors that swing both ways.
Some of you have received inner messages about various roles you wish to or are playing. Of course, you are the CEO of your totality – a very comprehensive role indeed. But how do you wish to direct your totality? That is your CEO quandary.
The winds of change have shifted this month, allowing more forward movement and a reprieve from October’s erratic energies. If you’re not yet feeling like it’s smooth sailing, one reason is the time distortion we’re experiencing.
Each minute that passes is as a celestial gift certificate to be spent at all places of choice on the street of desire. Quantities and denominations of this gift certificate are structured and defined to fit earth and her life credits.
There seems to be one thing that everyone agrees on right now - everything is changing and very fast. The way that we used to perceive ourselves and our place in the world is changing very rapidly. Post the 2012 stargate, we have become a very different species.
There is more than enough time dear ones, to do all that is important to your soul. There is more than enough energy, money, and resources for each and every one of you to live a happy and beautifully expressed life.
In this essay, Gerrit explores the consequences of a non-linear notion of time for the field of regression therapy. He argues that getting in touch with other lives is not so much about remembering something that is over and done with.
As we move into the final two months of 2013 I am struck again by how fast the years of our lives go by. I am, to be honest, utterly amazed that within a week or two we’ll all be having to begin making preparations for the year-end holidays. I can’t imagine where this past year went...
Father Time makes Himself known again rerouting the very best of intentions, sidestepping the 24 hr day and running us around in circles. Time as we know it cannot be forced into pigeon holes nor trained to do our bidding.