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Did any of you sleep last night?  I was very tired/sleepy when I went to bed – but once there, I was wired.  I was perplexed.  How did I go from 0 to 10 on the sleepy scale?  Eventually I crawled out of bed and went to get something to drink.  I noticed a light coming inside through the blinds so I peeked outside.  Noooooo.  Not THAT again, I thought.  Their moon at it – high in the sky – almost full – saying lookit me lookit me – sending out obnoxious frequencies of some sort.

No thank you.  I am so sensitive to that dayem thing now.  So is my girl (her sleep was just as challenged).  So are a lot of us now.  Why can’t you just shut off or at least be full during the day, I asked.  There’s also some eclipse coming up too same day as the full moon.  How convenient.  I will ignore it as best as I can.

Not. My. Creation.  I would never create something that disrupts sleep.  Or pokes.  Or attacks.  You know – cause I’m a decent sort of human in that regard.

eye roll….

After I returned to bed, I slept in fits.  Too hot – or too cool.  Dreams were – strange.  Not mine.

What here now IS ours, truly?  Where here really does now fully resonate as being authentic (other than us and our connections)?  So distraction continues as I don’t know what else to do.  As I saw two other beautiful goddess Souls say today:  Barely hanging on.  Ditto that!

I am tuning in to see how we can better support one another and am thinking of an idea – private group somewhere – likely telegram – where we support one another in whatever it is we need.  What do you all think about that?  I’m feeling the need to make that more of a focus now instead of what’s happening “out there” as what’s happening “out there” feels like it’s pretty much out of my hands/control.

One of the ways I am creating some positive while engaged in distraction is baking – bread baking.  I want to get good at it.  I want to master knowing how to make that perfect loaf of artisan bread – crunchy dark crust with moist center (that is done – which I am seeing is likely a temperature thing).  I’m close.  Today I learned how to make it rise better on a cookie sheet.  And next time I know the temp I will be using.

That’s about all I have today.  Body temp is still strange – well feeling those moments of WHEW MY CELLS ARE HOT.  Mate too.  Then it disappears and I’m back to neutral.  Will share finds later.

Love to you all.

Victoria

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Today I’m back to “NOPE”.

The space I continue to return TO – after I’ve allowed my logic to bypass my heart.  My emotions.  My feelings.  (those three get a lot of verbal beating up today if you show too much of them – sad – as they are the language of the Soul)….  Logic on its own is for AI and robots.

NOPE in my support of what’s going on – how it’s playing out.

Headline today – a young boy had to watch his father die in a city that imposed the poke mandates and thus due to staffing shortage, this boy is traumatized and heart-broken.

Can we stop calling this “collateral damage”?  That is absolutely heartless.  These are people – CHILDREN.  And now, it is the CHILDREN with whom I am most upset about and concerned for.  And if you’re not as well, you get a NOPE from me too.  The plan people have said repeatedly this is about the children.  Prove it at this point.  YOU CAN’T.

Reflecting on Lisa and Michelle’s video last night – this “movie” can be stopped at any time.  And it is absolutely disdainful to me that the only way to escape/get out is to see the horror show – rubbed in our faces – daily – until.  Love doesn’t do that.  Love tends to have a more useful, beneficial impact on humans.  Trauma just disconnects you – scatters you.  So this plan, again, gets a giant NOPE from me.  How people can just sit back and watch and not FEEEEEEEL the same – not feel deep pain seeing children suffer at this stage OF the plan – well I question your humanity now.

So – NOPE.

NOPE.  NOPE.  NOPE.

Not this heart-centered, empathic human.

With love and truth ~ ALWAYS ~

V.

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I woke up today to a dead phone.  Grrr – I had been holding onto this phone – not wanting to do the 5G switch.  Nope.  I had continued to feel “it’s ok it will last” so was a bit pissed when I saw this phone sitting lifeless in my hand.  So this prompted calls and other 3d doing’s (mate has a basic phone).  Still – I wasn’t feeling overly called to get another phone.

After all that, I held my phone literally over my head – said “OK HOME OK HEAVEN IF YOU ARE REAL BRING THIS PHONE BACK TO LIFE!  I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!  THANK YOU!”  I giggled – let it go – thinking how “ridiculous” this all looked – what I had just done.  Calling on some help and magic.

An hour or so later, my mate is out at the bank – sitting in line.  At the time, I was in the kitchen, zoning out, when I had a memory return.  About 3 years ago – it was summer or early fall – I was at the park – upset – having a texting convo with Brother Rick.  I was fed up/done with waiting blah blah – growing more upset – when my phone fritzed out on me – causing me more grief.  I began to hear “Victoria calm down.  Breathe.”  At the time I knew it was Claire.  Well my feisty self pays no attention to words like that when I’m fired up.  At that moment, that dang phone literally flew out of my hand and smashed open.  The battery fell out.  “Oh sheot,” I thought.  “I broke it!”

I put it back together (while thinking “oh cool at least now I know where the battery is – might come in handy some day”).  It turned back on – I calmed down and resumed my texting convo.

So all of this returns to me today, ok?  And I think “take out the battery and put it back in – see if that works”.  Hmm.  So I did – and wala – the phone turns back on although I had to charge it back up again.  I went online – found a replacement battery and ordered it.  The phone has been cutting out on me – losing charge pretty quickly – for some time now.  Don’t ask why I never considered to order a new battery.  It’s probably a bit of a miracle it’s lasted this long (never replaced it before).

My mate returns home – I tell him of my experience.  He starts to laugh – runs over and hugs me – and tells me of the experience he had at the same time.  In line at the bank, a song comes on the radio – VOICES by Russ Ballard.  He got chills – felt it was a message from Home – telling him to keep focused – look ahead not behind or around – FOCUS ON HOME.  Lyrics:

If you could see my mind, if you really look deep, then maybe you’ll find
That somewhere there will be a place, hidden behind my comedian face
You will find somewhere there’s a house, and inside that house there’s a room
Locked in the room in the corner you see

A voice is waiting for me, to set it free, I got the key, I got the key
Voices, I hear voices

In my head the voice is waiting, waiting for me to set it free
I locked it inside my imagination, but I’m the one who’s got the combination
Some people didn’t like what the voice did say

So I took the voice and I locked it away, I got the key, I got the key
Voices, I hear voices, voices, I hear voices

Chorus:
Don’t look back, look straight ahead, don’t turn away, then the voice it said
Don’t look back, yesterday’s gone, don’t turn away, you can take it on

For now, I took care of things with my carrier and if I need to order a new phone, I can do it quickly/easily.  I am back standing firm again – knowing at times of need, miracles can happen – and not just talking about the phone fix – but about the response and messages in response to request/prayer.  As I have mentioned, whatever this chaos process is – is back and forth – and we get to the brink then get release.  How much longer this continues – no clue – but it has to be so soon as the intensity has increased dramatically in recent weeks.  This morning as my mate and I were still in bed, we talked about this – prayer – how it feels like prayer/response is “hit or miss” here – about Home – and mostly the dream – our VISION – we have had for so many years.  It has NEVER left and has only amplified in recent months in strength and duration.  He has been hearing “Shadows of the Night” (Benatar) in recent weeks – and as for myself I’ve been hearing “Don’t Dream it’s Over” (Crowded House) also the last few weeks – on the radio and mostly in my mind.  This morning these songs were each there for us – guiding us to HOLD ON TO THOSE DREAMS NEVER LET GO.  FOCUS ON THEM.  DO NOT GET LOST IN THE CHAOS.  It’s a challenge – for sure – but we can do it.

And we are doing it.  Because WE ARE GOD.  THE REAL GOD.

Love,

Victoria

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