Category: Daily Notes

Well I don’t need to say this but I am going to:  I think we are ALL feeling the energy at this moment.  It has built up to this level for all to feel.  Earlier today, after I woke up shaking all over – vibrating at a new level of intensity. It was a bit too much.  The feeling was a combination of anticipation and anxiety.  I was feeling too much of this so I went within and Lifted Myself up.  As I did I had the image from Contact enter my mind – the scene where Ellie is holding firm, quietly saying “I am ok to go” – over and over – while on the outside there is intense chaos.  I felt that’s where we are – certainly where I felt I was/am.

Now here comes the synch:  Speaking with one of my Sister’s, she told me she has been having that same scene in her mind and she has also been telling herself “I am ok to go”.  And for another really WOW – fun – synch with this same Soul Sister – we exchanged phone numbers today (in case there is some sort of a ‘net pause).  She responded by saying essentially WTF – then asked me to clarify what the first 3 digits I sent to her.  I told her and she reminded me of the dream she had – a dream she sent me via messenger on social media just a few hours prior.  In the dream, she had to get to this particular room number that was the FIRST 3 DIGITS OF MY PHONE NUMBER I HAD JUST SENT.

Yeah.

W O W!

One last synch I had with her as well ~ earlier in my shower “portal” I began to hear/feel “Trust The Plan.  Trust Yourself.”  She shared with me she was hearing the same.

We are all tuning in to one another.  My feel – tuning in to our particular tribe as we hold cosmic hands on our new upcoming adventure which is an end to THIS and the beginning of New Freedom.  For now – this ride has crested – I can feel that intensity spinning around.  Bubble is about to pop.  I pause and know I have been feeling this off and on for a few years – intermittently – but I also know that the speed – the intensity of this frequency is much faster and higher and much more constant now than when I first began feeling it.

Much to catch up on.  I will share soon – including a new one from Yellow Rose – which I have not been able to watch yet.  It was 70 and sun so most of the day was spent outside.

Love,

Victoria

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I feel I am energetically holding my breath until this holiday and the election are over.  And then there’s that full (blue) moon thing too.

I remember the first October 31st when I went out candy collecting with neighbor kids.  I was about 4.  My mom had made me a bunny costume.  I loved that costume – that is until the evening arrived when it was time for me to put it on in order to go collect candy.  I think I lost the concept of those two going together.  I refused to put it on.  I pitched such a fit my mom finally just let it go and allowed me to go out with the neighbor kids to get that candy – totally content in my winter coat over my regular play clothes.

Tonight I reflected on that and felt old emotion arise – which surprised me. While not consciously being awake as to the history of this holiday and what it is actually focused on, somewhere deep within that Wisdom of Me knew.  I also knew being forced to put on dress up clothes just to get candy was something I was not going to do.

That same will kept me alive back then.  It was that will that pitched major meltdowns when I would visit the doctor.  I knew what those shots (vaccines) were doing to my body and I was not going to go along quietly.  I also knew what that barbiturate I was put on was doing to my mind (I began having seizures – today it’s obvious they were vaccine related and so the nazi doctors prescribed anti-seizure medication.  I was just 2 at the time). One dose went into me and after that, not even the physical strength of both of my parents holding me down worked.  I was fighting for my life to keep that pill from entering my body.  The doctor was surprised two adults could not get that much-needed medication into me and was rather condescending talking with my mother at the time.  Thank god my parents finally just gave up and took a chance I would have no more seizures.  I didn’t.

Tonight I also felt the heavy of the horror shows here.  I recall trying to suck it up and be brave – be cool – in celebrating October 31st at times when I was young. My parents took my brother and I to a haunted house one year.  I was around 9 or 10.  I was so scared, at one point I hit some guy who jumped out at me then whacked the hand of some unknown person as it grabbed at me from behind a blanket.

Seriously – who the bloody hell comes up with ideas like this as entertainment?  Fear = Fun.  Yeah, not in my heart and certainly not in my REAL experiences before all of their stuff got inserted into us and here.

As I got older, I became more brave (controlled/wanting to fit in) and began to not only enjoy October 31st, but to label it my favorite holiday.  I figured life would be easier if I just went along and celebrated these days the way everyone else around me did.  My dad used to like to scare – for fun as the saying goes.  One year he sat in back of our gliding chair on the front porch – making it move slowly while he groaned.  I handed out the candy and would let him know when someone was coming so he could get into position.  I remember feeling a mix of emotions:  fun at seeing kids (even a couple of parents) frightened but also guilt.  I knew it wasn’t really ok to scare kids like that.  Looking back now – was that fun authentic?  Or was it the matrix version of fun?

Yeah, I know the answer to that.

This year – we won’t be handing out candy.  A first. It isn’t due to the covid (my god people are actually sterilizing the wrappers here) – it’s because I don’t have the emotional ability to support it now.  I am taking my girl on a couple of benign adventures – only because I want her to have a good time. This year has sucked enough for her.  I am thankful she has never wanted one of those blood and gore type costumes.  I don’t think I could handle that.  I see enough of that around our neighborhood.  It is unreal to me the level of pure evil I see in my own neighborhood.  The decorations show images of killings, dead babies, zombies hanging from trees in a noose, horror scenes with caution tape – all very life-like.  I have been startled more than once on my walks this past month.  I now know which homes not to walk in front of – or if I do – I know not to look.  These aren’t college kids doing these decorations:  these are middle aged and older adults. Programmed democrat speak:  Trump sign on your front lawn I melt down. But hacked up body on the front lawn – that’s ok.  Add in the plethora of biden/harris signs and you have a true Satan’s paradise here.

Then there’s the full moon and aye aye aye

I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO done with all of their crap.  Every.  Bit.  Of.  It.

As my friend Sister Jules said:  We better be partying it up next week (in one of those good, pure ways because we will have REAL REASON to engage in an authentic celebration).

And so it is.

Love,

Victoria

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Energies are intense.  As KP said he feels something is about to pop.  I am feeling the same.  Something is about ready to give.  Obviously all eyes are on the upcoming U.S. election – just 4 days away – but I feel this is about something else.  Energetically a profound “statement” is about to be made and solidified.  The split?  Yes – perhaps that is it.

My child and mate both had strange experiences in the past 24 hours.  Both of them heard something huge fly over last night.  It didn’t sound like a plane to either of them.  I was well on my way to sleep – my mate was still awake (in bed next to me) and our girl was also awake at the time in her room.  I recall him saying “Did you hear that?!”  Nope – although I did “feeeeel” something strange the moment he said it.  We didn’t find out until today our girl had the same experience.

Then this afternoon, while my girl and I were out, my mate said he heard two distinct knocks within a minute or so – one on the door and one on the window.

We all had annoying/challenging dreams last night.  Mine was one long dayem experience of being on different stages – in which I kept walking off. Interesting theme.  I felt like “something” was trying to put me into these scenes and I would find the stairs next to the stage and walk off only to repeat the experience.

No thank you.  Groundhog day is coming to an end at any moment now.

That’s all for now.

Love,

Victoria

I had another one.  Again, it wasn’t asked for and was, as have been the others, surprising and unexpected.  In this experience, he popped into the space I was in and sat down, hands clasped together as we often see him do when sitting:  (which btw, that “upside down” pyramid is how it’s SUPPOSED to be – John Kennedy and Princess Diana also used to put their hands in the same position – it is indeed comms – and it’s interesting as naturally i have noticed at times i will put my hands in the same position when i speak)

He had on a long midnight blue trench coat that billowed around him – almost as though there was a slight breeze.  He was so calm and had no one with him.  I was surprised to see him.  He began to talk but I interjected and said “you know I need to hold your hand first before I talk with you”.  In all of the Trump dreams I can remember, that is what I do – touch his hand.  So he held out his hand and I could not only feel but see the energy exchange take place.  His hand felt as it always has – large and very soft – very comforting too.  I made a comment about the softness – again as I usually do.

So after I felt it was safe for me to trust and felt this was him/the real deal, I said “what are you doing here?  you have a lot of work to be doing.  it’s crazy right now!”  It’s hard to write this in words as the communication was telepathic – very rapid – and was mostly feelings with just a few words.  It’s hard to describe in this limited way.  Anyway, so once I communicated that with him I felt him share back:  “Oh, that’s over on the outside.  The end. It’s a wrap.  We are just seeing it finish playing out here.”  It was as though he was saying his Real Self on the outside and all of that was done.  The work – the job was done.

The experience then ended.

What’s interesting with this experience is how it aligns with something I experienced yesterday (and forgot to mention last night).  I was sitting in the sun – alone – just Being.  Above and slightly off to my left I could hear/sense:  “I am done watching the movie you are participating in.  It’s time for a new scene.”  Victoria here now agrees – so much so that last night I knew I was ready and willing to just walk away into the new and didn’t need to take any of my physical belongings with me.  Now more than ever I feel detached from every single thing here. When I make the attempt to reattach (as in looking for something new in this current matrix), I feel pulled out of it again.

A bit frustrating as I ask:

Where is the new? Here?  Outside of here?  I really don’t know for certain – just what I desire.

N E W.  Now.

I am ready.

Love,

Victoria

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I am sharing this without permission – but it is in the comment section.  I love it so much – I had to pass it along.  SPOT.  ON.  Every.  Word.

(I told my girl tonight that the programs are dying and what happens when something that doesn’t give a hoot about anything other than its own survival do when it is being eliminated?  It fights back.  IGNORE it.  It ain’t us.  It is not OF us.  It tried to “get at me” today – and I felt my inner fight fade – overwhelm kicked in – so I got in the car and took off for a much needed purge and recenter – which I achieved.  I was guided to turn on the radio – when I did the two songs below played – back to back.  The last one was my theme song in my senior year.  That inner Light/Spark/Rebel is still there.  I just had to clear their lies and illusions about me to find her again. ATM it feels like I have to do this throughout the day now – but I know that is only an indication of the finish line – their end and OUR New (REAL) Beginning – without their influence.)  Love,  Victoria

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So, I had another aha moment hit me over the Gollum thing and it gave me chills, so I thought I’d pass this on to y’all, for whatever it’s worth. It was how Gollum calls Smeagol “my love,” “precious,” and claims he “looks after and takes care of him.” And is quick to remind Smeagol that he was abandoned and nobody wants him, except Gollum.

OMG. That’s it. That’s how it works. Just like a narcissist goes after an empath, except it’s in your HEAD. So you think it’s “you.” 🤯 That’s what the inner Gollum (reptilian brain?) is doing.

* Step 1: Make you feel isolated, ostracized, totally alone. (Look how the Rona and division is making this worse even than it was – living alone in a dark “cave,” hid away from everyone, barely making ends meet, when you do encounter somebody they often reject you.) Then once you’re down…

* Step 2: Love-bomb like a narcissist during the honeymoon phase. Have you noticed all those channelings tend to start with “beloved” and “dear ones,” “we’re here to take care of you,” “just be patient, my loves” (straight up what Gollum’s script is in Two Towers and Return of the King! I just rewatched) – and of course we’re so lonely and starved for word from actual Home, and actual LOVE, it almost feels comforting to hear. Even with their endless delays and then guilt trips or misdirection when people wise up and ask tough questions. But it’s not REAL! So of course, when something REAL does show up we can get behind (like all our FEELS about going Home and the split and multiple confirmations/Frodo)…

*Step 3: Attack mode. The Gollum gaslights you, makes you doubt yourself and your real FEEL-ings, and hits you with the wound that got them in the door to start with: “You’re alone. Nobody wants you. Nobody cares about you. Nobody is coming to help you. Just give up.” To lower your vibration. To make you hopeless.

So, how do we win against Gollum? When Smeagol overcame Gollum for a while, is when he trusted Frodo. That someone did care and was there to help. He saw that he wasn’t alone, and started to see and choose the good in himself. So maybe that’s it? Trust in what we feel is REAL, and self-love? 🤷 And of course, telling Gollum to shut up and get lost. 😆