The Message: We begin with the energy of this month; the old adage of March coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb is more like February coming in like a lion and going out like an even bigger lion. The intensity and challenges that one is feeling these days are not entirely their own. It is a cesspool of mud, muck, hatred, fear and loathing of many moons, many generations and many “pod-like” substances that are not our own anymore. These pod-like substances makes it feel like someone else’s “ooze” has got a hold on you and you can’t shake it. *I hear the song “Something’s got a hold on me” along with” Something’s happening here-what it is ain’t exactly clear. Stop, Look around, everyone what is going down”*What is this something that has a hold on us, again; I ask is it ours? Is it theirs? Does it even exist? Or is it made-up like the boogey man that haunts us from the closet, or underneath the bed? Is this something that we can shake? And how do we do so?
The Vision I am being shown a storm-where there is a whirlwind of energy-going round, and round, and round, and yet there we are-right in the middle of it, the eye of the storm if you will. Centered.Calm.Confident and Clear. If you look through that storm, that whirlwind-ou can make out the tail of where it begins and where it ends. You take the tail and you grab it holding strong to what you know, holding strong to your beliefs, gaining your footing, gaining your control. You are controlling that storm. It is I –I am the storm and the storm is me. You whip that storm around you like a whip in a cowboy rodeo and you hurl that storm up into the sky to be transmuted, transformed and yet even DE-Formed (as in deconstructed, Dis-membered). For where there is one thing, something else comes about. You walk out of that space where that storm was-you look around you as the world is still, you see clearer, you HEAR clearer; you hear everything as if that storm just produced some special ear drops that cleared the gunk out of them. You smell strongly, deeply, with your whole being. YOU ARE WHOLE ONCE AGAIN. That storm is a million miles away threatening to rain on someone else’s parade. But not yours, and yet there is a part of you that wants to really make sure it does not rain on some one else’s parade. Even if you don’t know that person, you still know the harm, the damage and the destruction that storm can create.
The “We” Wish: So you search your heart, you feel the love, and the wholeness of who you are in that moment and you put a wish, even a prayer out to the universe asking that “We all weather the storm, asking that we all take control of our own personal storms and upheaval.” There you are standing in your truth, standing hand and hand with countless others seen and unseen-knowing that THY WILL BE DONE. For as above so below; we so easily forget about the choir of angels who celebrate when we take control of our storms, when we weather, or sail through them. And then you hear them. This beautiful, melodic sound that calls to you from the heavens to take you home to yourself.
The Call to Action: I am asking that in these up and coming weeks, to be aware of the storms in your life. Where do they arise? And what can you do about them? While these storms are being mentioned here metaphorically, these are happening all around the world physically as well. What we do to ourselves, we do to each other, and what we do to each other, we do to our Earth Mother. This is a cry, a plea of help, not only for ourselves but for our Earth. Our Earth Mother loves us so much and it hurts us all.
Say a prayer at night, tuck your little ones in and your own little one (inside of you) and ask that we your guides, we your teachers, we who love you with every fiber of our being keep a watch over you, will guide you through the storm, will calm the seas when they get rocky, will get you to where you need to go from point A to point B.
Do not underestimate the incredible power of unconditional love my sweets, for you are all experiencing it in one shape or another, through your dreams at night to your interactions with complete strangers during the day. Look for it in the eyes, the gentle gesture of the man waving you to cross the street, the woman at the checkout counter who complements your hair or your jewelry. The very way that you feel when you are spoken to by a child, a child who is closer to heaven than you could even imagine; a child that ultimately is heaven. This and more you will understand as you learn greater things about yourself and the world that you live in.
Yes, we understand there is fear and sadness, grief and depression. That is all part of the shift, all part of the many ways that you are being shown how much you are loved, and how to be receptive to that love. For we have told you once, and we will continue to tell you, that you are never, ever, ever alone, no matter how gray, or dark, or small you may feel. You simply are not any of those things-they are just fragments of a body and mind that truly no longer exists in the 5th dimension. As you continue on this journey, with upgrades, and transmissions, and healing into wholeness-that is what we are talking about here-wholeness my sweets. As you continue into that “remembrance” you will be faced with choices, choices of third dimensional reactionary fear-based actions-or steps moving you up the ladder of ascension. THE LADDER OF ASCENSION is being let down from above to lift you up. What you choose is entirely up to you. The days of allowing others to choose your destiny and fate are over. You are in control; you are the master of your destiny. As you become one with all of who you are, as you become one global, beating, loving, magnificent heart, you will continue to weather the storms together, beautifully, gracefully, and exponentially.
Prepare for the storm my sweets for after the storm comes the rainbow, the rainbow of bliss, the rainbow of love, and the rainbow of divine high. The heaven that you are all creating here without your knowing is nigh, it is within your reach. Weather the storm by yourselves, and know that what will be will be, but weather the storm with help, and truly you will know love like no other. Weather the storm with help, and we will come to you like a flock of seagulls, waiting your request, beckoning your call; choose to weather the storm with us and we will show up like a ship in the night searching for the lighthouse. We are the ship, and we are the lighthouse, the lighthouse that YOU have been waiting for-but mostly praying for. Choose the light house and you choose us, choose us and you choose love. And that my sweets is exactly what this journey is all about. Storms, Ships, Clouds and All. And in the end, we choose (chose) love.
We are your friends on the other side