How do I know? Well speaking for me, when I have big cravings for cheese and fruit (grapes in particular), I know changes are going on within my body. Sitting next to me here is a plate topped off with crackers with melted parmesan cheese (personal favorite) and a cluster of grapes. I know as we transition we will be eating a diet composed largely around fruit.
What’s also very telling is that last night around 2am, maybe 3am (can’t seem to get to sleep until then … going on almost 2 weeks now), my mate and I began to buzz. Our cells, shaking, vibrating. In fact he noticed it first and I said “Oh I haven’t had that experience in a few months.” Yeah, I speak and then it happens. Seconds later I heard “go within and feel” so I did and sure enough – the buzzing was going on. I have a little feeling within, a little hunch, that the chance to upgrade is constant now ~ and when I call on it, it happens. I know, sounds nuts, but that is what I am thinking. Give it a try (and let me know what you experience). The unbelievable spiking of the Schumann today definitely helps. (Cannot express the joy I felt inside seeing that this morning~been waiting weeks to see it like this!)
Seeing that UFO frigging LAND over Mt. Adams by James Gilliland’s ranch has me feeling and knowing – it’s beginning. I have put out all of my inner channels to ask for clarification and the go-to as to what I am to do next. Can you IMAGINE what it will feel like to connect with Being’s you once knew eons ago? Can you FEEL that? I already had that wild, amazing encounter 9 loooong years ago where every ounce of homesickness I have carried in this life was completely gone. It will satisfy a longing I have had, consciously, in this body, for almost 10 years. To say hello again. Good to see you. Oh wow, I am so ready for that.
We’re all ready for the party. How many of us actually USE the word “party”? Countless number of people I have met, encountered all have used that word – we are waiting to have THE party of all parties. Not celebration. Not gathering. But party. As though we’re all a bunch of wild, enthusiastic, FREE Beings.
Imagine that!
Will be nice to put to use all of that practice I had during my teens and twenties. [wp-svg-icons icon=”happy” wrap=”i”] Will be nice to have that energy as well. Few could keep up with me back then. Be awesome to hear my daughter say “Mom, slow DOWN!!”
As a child I never understood why today was known as “black friday” here in the states. I would visualize a black dot in my mind and wonder if people went to the stores in search of the dot. I participated in this insane tradition once and vowed “never again.”
I have stuck with that promise.
We know people who almost live for this day as do millions of others do as well.
Why?
Seriously, why? What is so joyful about fighting traffic and crowds just to save a few dollars on something that is most likely not needed?
I would rather make some jewelry or scrubs as gifts and listen to classical music, alone.
But I did neither today. Today wasn’t about spending. It was about making money. We did some work for our neighbor. Raking leaves. Normally I can handle such work, but today was difficult. My body felt heavy and I was absolutely exhausted. To make the situation more challenging, the leaves and grass were very wet. At first I laughed and thought “I wonder if people call in sick these days claiming they are having an Ascension day.”
One part of me was grateful for the work. Gotta keep the money flowing while we still reside in this pay-to-live realm. And another part of me was angry that I have to resort, at times, to physical work to make money. And besides that, I’m too fucking brilliant, I told myself, to be doing work like this to sustain myself and my family.
We ALL are. How many of us have done the grunt work? The cleaning. The playing the “assistant” role. The waitressing. Flipping the burgers. The childcare worker. Meanwhile many of us have awesome gifts, often of the artistic nature, that the system has said “only have room for a few to make it and if you want in, you gotta sell your soul or at least learn to be really quiet about what you see”. And goddess knows many of us have brilliant ideas that would put the system out of business. We know how to create Paradise. No reason we cannot be getting paid and paid well for doing just that, right?
Of course.
About halfway into the project, as I continued to rake, I heard the voices of my mother telling me “you should be doing this for free. After all, look at how much he has done for you!” I argued back. “Do you have any idea how many meals I cook for him? For free? The favors we already do for him?” The conversation went on for a few more minutes in my brain until my Warrior spoke up and said ENOUGH ~ reached up and into my mind, took the image of the voice of my mother, and strangled it until it was nothing more than a deflated balloon, which was then shot into the ether.
I returned to my work, more relaxed and empowered.
Later on I thought about my family and why I continue to feel the way I do ~ like I am not “good enough”. I then thought of my own little girl and wondered if I would ever look at her and think “you’re not good enough”. Absolutely not! What if she turned out like me? Different. Struggled to make money. Struggled with anxiety issues. Would I judge her? Pressure her? Or would I love her even more and do whatever I could to listen to her, really hear her, support her and help her ~ as long as was necessary, as much as I could?
Yeah. #2.
I read a quote today by Keanu Reeves. “The truth is you aren’t depressed. You struggle to live with the reality we live in.” Psychologists and therapists (which over the years I broke down into psycho-ologists and the-rapists) do nothing beneficial to help. My brother-in-law’s girlfriend had an emotional breakdown earlier this year and was hospitalized. The reason for her breakdown? Chronic financial stress. Was she loved? Supported? Was she given the money she needs to alleviate the stress? Of course not. First of all the two weeks “off” made for a more stressful financial situation. She was pumped full of pharmaceutical crap that is messing with her beautiful mind. Oh and they can’t yet get the right formula to make her “normal”. Or silent, as I like to say. Years ago, as I sat in front of one of these psycho-ologists, I spoke of how messed up the systems of this realm are. I could tell I was frustrating her. Finally she said “Yes. Ok. I get it. I agree with you. It really is all fucked up.” (And yes, she used the “f” word which also surprised me.) Wow. I had one of these folks agreeing with me. So I then said “so then it is your job to help me be ok with who I am so that I can go back out there into that insanity and be ok. Am I correct?”
She hesitated and thought for a few moments before replying “Yes, that is correct.” To which I leaned forward and said “That’s not going to happen.” (meaning myself being ok with how it all is out there)
If the shoe fits, it fits. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t. You learn to live with the discomfort by walking your passion(s), often receiving criticism or apathy, but self-love and the deep abiding belief that you KNOW you share visions of Paradise enable you to share your ideas passionately, no matter how many or how little support you so that “out there” does begin to conform with what’s IN HERE.
And for me, it cannot happen soon enough.
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Last night was a myriad of dream experiences in different spaces, places and with different people with the same theme: I was making portal’s. Using my hands as the guiding tools I was making portal’s wherever I wished. I even tossed a tennis ball into one. I have no waking idea where it went. If I find a tennis ball in my yard I will definitely post that here first. lol
It felt natural and I was so calm doing this. No emotion to it. No surprise. No “WOW HOLY COW”. Just calm. Absolute. In the last one, David Wilcock made an appearance and was showing approval with words I did not understand. I just felt the energy of what he was sharing.
Those multi-dimensional experiences and our abilities are coming online.
All taken last Sunday (11/19). Pretty beautiful and cool at the same time. And if you zoom in on the 3rd one down, it appears to be one of those “cloudships” – a craft cloaked as a “cloud”. (an unintentional capture, btw) See them often these days. Sometimes I don’t notice them until I upload the pictures.
My family and I made the decision last year that instead of celebrating the typical Thanksgiving, Christmas, even Kwanzaa and Jewish holidays, we would celebrate Light Holiday.
Light Holiday, we came to feel, is a galactic, cosmic, universal term with the energy that is in resonance with Love and Light. Liberation and Freedom.
For all.
In gratitude.
I wish you all Love, Light, Liberation and Freedom.
And I want to give you my deepest, purest, heartfelt “thanks” for the support you have shown me this year. If it weren’t for ya’ll, I would not still be at it. Truly, it has been and continues to be a deep feeling of honor that I do this work and know I have a beautiful little team of beautiful Souls who read and support with words and otherwise. Ya’ll rock in my world! [wp-svg-icons icon=”heart” wrap=”i”]
Love,
Victoria
p.s. if you are like me you have already gotten into some pie. i have a very strong will ~ unless it involves chocolate, cheese and/or pie. or yum all three together!!
Staying up until around 2am and sleeping until noon??!! This has become a natural pattern for all of us in this house ~ and we just kinda slipped into it 10 days ago. My mate and I have long been night owls – but staying up until 2am – without feeling crazy tired – was not the norm. Not sure I want to continue this pattern but it seems to be the one our bodies are calling us to be in…
I don’t know if I am uniting more fully, incorporating my multi-dimensional Selves or I am simply allowing them to become One with all of who I am, human and otherwise. I am having these experiences where I am seeing and sensing what I have been calling and continue to call the matrix energies. The false programming.
I am strongly feeling the “wait until” program is one of these false programs.
I am equally feeling the “we must be x y z” and DO “x y z” before we are liberated from it.
Everything is energy, right? Frequencies. All life forms, even the ones we call/label as “fake”. So perhaps there is authentic and fake energies? I don’t know. Will have to sit with that one for now.
I had the feeling experience and quiet little thought this morning – could there be an Ascension matrix program?
This energy field, program, likely knows it will be ending. And like ALL life, whether it is AI or “real” as in human with Soul, etc. it wants to survive. And it senses its demise. And even though it “knows” the end result, it is trying to keep as many of us here for just a little while longer.
I have long felt and believed, contrary to many who have disagreed with me and attempted at times to instill fear in me by telling me I’m delusional or trapped in the ego, that we “fell” (or pushed as one friend recently said) quite quickly and thus can rise as quickly.
We are multi-dimensional Beings, right? This means we can reside in different dimensions with different frequencies? And I KNOW to Who I Am one of our inherent abilities is the ability to travel between these dimensions.
Is it possible that all of these complex rules we have been told signify we are going through Ascension, these should’s and should not’s, are just another matrix program?
Source is LOVE.
Source wants to be FREE.
Source doesn’t communicate with me “you HAVE to do this before you are One With Me”. Source shares with me to just BE. Allow. Trust.
Since ALL is already existing, we have the ability to “GO” – to transform – to this particular realm we each desire, right?
When people say “Source is in charge of the flash” I say “WE ARE SOURCE”.
Don’t we have control over this? Why is this desire to actually be in charge of our life experience always attributed to the ego? Is this another matrix program?
I remember, more fully than ever, being in COMPLETE control of my experience as Source in Body. I was in “control” of how I looked. When I say “control” this equates to the truth that I created FULLY without interference ~ perhaps that is more appropriate than using the term “control” which so many have an issue with ~ another “something” to look at. I fully created, without interference, how “long” I stayed in my body. What I did. Absolute freedom. That is what Source is. Source doesn’t say “hey come on and take away my ability to create. Limit me. Control me. Let me fall. Let me go through an experience of lessons and rules you have to master before you have your liberation.” That is a VERY uncomfortable experience. WHO WOULD CHOOSE SUCH AN EXPERIENCE CONSCIOUSLY? Only a being who would wish to violate the freedom’s in another.
If this game (illusion) of separation is ending then why would anyone say “Source is in charge of this.” That in and of itself implies separation.
I have been having experiences lately, as has my mate, where we are in a new realm. He is in a center being restored and healed. My girl and I visit. I am already undergoing any necessary physical healing but do not need to be in a healing center full-time. His health problems are more complex and “serious” so this makes “sense”. As I shared in a previous piece on “my first few days of being in the new earth realm”, there was only myself and my girl in the house. We both see it. We feel it. We can therefore manifest it as we need and want.
I choose to transform. I choose to transform out of this low density realm. Yesterday. lol I truly wish to be free from this low thick icky density. I want to be returned to my Rightful State of Wholeness.
I truly wish to have REAL connections with others. Oh god I want to be liberated from the land of the zombies!!! There, I said it! But that is what it feels like to me. I don’t want to judge. It is a deep observation I hold. lol If I have another experience where I attempt to have a heart-ful and heart-centered conversation with someone and get the glazed over “there is nobody home” look, I may just scream. Or perhaps I will gently place my hands on their shoulder’s and smile and say “remember who you are. You are waiting to return home.”
Oh wow. That could be beautiful. I imagine the possibilities of that one…
I can feel it.
Perhaps I need to put less energy into “escaping” the matrix, describing my symptoms and stuff like that, engaging in bitch and moan moments, and focus more energy/attention into BEING all that I wish to see and all I want and desire.
Oh I know, that wouldn’t give me much to talk about here ~ at least it would change up the experience ~ perhaps a useful idea. Imagine if all of the Ascension-type bloggers suddenly stopped using so many words. Stopped talking about the gateways opening and all that, the physical symptoms. Stopped talking about waiting and lessons and patience and “WHEN” is this “event” going to happen?
Source says the game is over. Now.
We are Now liberated. All who wish to join may join in.
For Source says ALL have the freedom to make his/her own choice(s) to LIVE BE FEEL EXPERIENCE DO.
Without interference… of any kind.
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Victoria
Thank you for your awesome support of these words I type up, of the stories I share, of my heart that I put “out there”, in the only way I know how.
…rather than resist it, it’s best to just accept it for what it is. The feeling. The words that accompany it.
Earlier today my girl and I went to a local thrift store. We had recently donated some of her toys and books (that she selected) and she decided she wanted one of her treasures back. As long as she paid for it, I was ok with her decision.
Shortly after arriving, a young woman entered who was obviously on something, meth most likely. She looked sketched out. Marks on her face. She held an item in her hand and became fascinated with it. The most disturbing though was her attire. She had on stockings that were cut off at the thigh, very short shorts that were too big and let’s just say she was obviously not wearing underwear.
I was horrified. My girl was horrified. I pulled her close to me and we left the store.
“Where I come from we don’t have to deal with this,” I heard and felt.
Again.
I have the same experience when I see people who are hungry.
Abused.
Without a home.
I feel it when I am given the choice of paying a bill to keep my family warm or following my heart which says “paying to live is barbaric and absolutely not in the energetic realm of Freedom”.
I even feel it and experience it when I have conversations with people that do not go past the weather or what the news says is “true”.
I feel it when I hear we must wait for this or that to occur.
I feel it when I hear we chose this experience of hell. To learn.
No.
No, no and no.
I know Who I Am.
I know where I come from.
I know my Origin.
My origin as Source in a physical body is Freedom.
Period.
I never agreed to any experience that stated otherwise, that took away my Freedom to Be.
I have, however, agreed to return ~ again and again ~ to keep the Flame of Freedom alive, knowing at some “time” (time as being in these bodies in this density), Freedom would be taken back again.
I have moments where the feeling of Home is so faint, I wonder if I will ever have it again.
So when I feel “I don’t belong here” or “where I come from we don’t do this”, I remind myself of Who I Am. And to Be Her.
Once the financial stuff takes place and healing tech is released, anyone else interested in meeting up in Mt. Shasta? Or move there and begin to create our own little world? Unless the opening to New Earth(s) happens prior. I am letting go of this little part of my world I have lived in for so long and the desire to GO THERE NOW TO NEW is very very palpable.
