these proton and electron spikes are something i seem to be feeling in my body.  the visual i am getting now is that each “spike” – rather “pokes” my body to pull up and out any false belief i carry about myself and remember my Original concept of Self.

more than once today i have had to say “BACK.  OFF.”  verbally and energetically.  boundaries, boundaries, boundaries.  SO vital now to feel and create them.

i see these energies as really pushing people to be who they really are – as in there is no fighting with oneself now.  absolute acceptance.  i also see where the neglect – the resulting neglect of this realm with its lack of love in all system’s we have all had to conform to and under – is showing itself too – in ways that are horrifying and in ways that are heartbreaking.

i am seeing this play out in my community.  while we have shelters for those who are without homes, we don’t have enough of them.  and of an even bigger issue is the percentage who struggle with mental illness and thus addiction.  from what i am reading of those who engage with these people, most of them don’t want a city/state sponsored shelter.  too many rules – the big one being no drugs or alcohol.  and that is their salve for their pain.

and this problem – this huge challenge – is being seen by all now and is of no surprise to me that it has increased visibly in correspondence with these increasing energies – the magnetics, protons, electrons, plasma or whatever “they” really are.  it is allowing ALL TO BE SEEN.  and FELT.

i pause to reflect on what to add next to this.  as i do so i glance down at my bare feet in my flip flops.  glitter sparkles on the tops of my feet.  a previous project today of my child’s.  her definition of a “small amount of glitter” differs from mine so there was some sparkle on the table, floor and apparently, on me.

but i’ll take it.  i will take it and let myself remember that what i am is Light. Love.  and that is what this realm needs now – more than ever.

i leave you with some interesting energy captures from today.

love,

victoria

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i feel – sad.  late last night i took a cookie out of the refrigerator, poured myself some fresh ginger-root tea and sat on the couch – the only light coming from the light strands hung around the room.  i hugged a pillow and sat on that couch and wept and wept.  i took in a lot with this JE stuff coming out and had to release my response.

this is just who i am….a highly sensitive being who has never understood – innerstood – NEVER been able to “be ok with” or “accept” the horrors here.  all of this horror being brought up and revealed that has been done to the children here – i don’t want to “get it”.  i don’t want to “accept it”.  and i certainly don’t want to nor need to watch it play out and play this role of observer.

how can one watch this play out by simply observing?  this is as heavy as it gets – traumatizing if allowed to seep into the heart and feeling/emotional body.  i don’t compartmentalize like that.

today i am heavy with the feeling of weariness i experience in being here – not fitting in.  never have.  never will.  my attempts to “suck it up” and just do are temporary.  always have been.

if i chose to come here – well i made a mistake in that choice.  and why do we even do that to one another?  “you chose to come here” (spoken in holier-than-all of you voice).  such pretentiousness.  don’t get that either.

it is true as we have read in the Q drops –  not all coming out will be for ALL to see.  some things are just far too UGH.  just like some can eat onions and peppers and spicy foods without a challenge – some of us have more sensitive systems and cannot process.  i am one of the sensitive ones.

i am already putting my hand in front of my eyes when i see another JE piece show up.  to that i add just one comment – let his victims decide his fate.

for now – i let myself process whatever needs processing and continue on doing the best i can – with self care being priority #1.

on lighter words, i had a carolyn/john dream last night.  it was – weird. parts of it felt “real” while most felt compromised.  someone else’s version. apparently the power-over continues until the end.

that is all for now.

love,

victoria