I was reflecting on all that is being seen earlier.  There is a video going around that I am seeing pop up on twitter that is alleged to show how far down the rabbit hole the evil is and had planned here.  I saw some asking “do I need to watch this?”  There was fear in those words.  We don’t *need* to do anything.

I remember the first time I felt evil at a physical level.  Cold.  Calculating. Once was enough.

I have gone down many rabbits holes over the last 30 years.  Each one simply leads to another.  While I appreciate what that journey did – helped me in my awakening – I wonder if I needed to explore as much as I did.  I’ve always known within – Sensed – evil runs the game here.  I have always felt off about the experience here.  And I have carried within the memory of the war.  Do I know everything in detail?  No.

Do I want to know or even need to know the details?  No.  At least not now.  I have enough trauma in these cells.

I know what is ok and what is not ok for me and I don’t need to read someone’s words or experience to know that now.  In the past, due to my fear and doubt programs, yes – I absolutely did need that validation from another.  But now?  No.  That “need” (or false need) is fading.

And for me it is simple:  I want evil’s influence gone completely from my experience – regardless of that location.  Here.  At Home.  I just want my Freedom and Full Abilities returned/restored so I can get on with my Experience as ME.

I’m the type when watching a movie that is intense, whenever something evil, deceptive, violent is going to occur, I usually cover my eyes.  Not because I am afraid (when I was younger, yes – it was due mostly to fear) – but rather because I know it isn’t something I want to experience.  I’ve had enough violence.  Why put more visuals in my mind when I don’t HAVE to.

And at this point – as “evil” continues to reveal itself – I don’t want nor need to give it my attention – especially of the fear/shock kind of reaction. Evil thrives on being seen.  It’s like a disease.

So I remain an observer of what’s playing out – focused on those things I choose to experience and remembering ME pre-hijack and becoming that amazing Being once again.  But I am now sensing the difference between what I really want to focus on and what “evil” wants me to see.  I hope that makes sense.

Energetically, I do feel something switched yesterday.  I just got the image of a stuck wagon getting a strong push forward out of the muck.  I felt this yesterday as a sense of relief – lightness – even when doing mundane tasks (and yesterday was full of such things).  The Light at the End of the Tunnel – that’s the best way to describe the experience.  I feel it is there for all to see and feel – however that looks.  And the beautiful Lisa Harrison left a comment here saying she felt something huge yesterday and is very excited. I’m curious like a persistent child with stuff like that – so I hope she leaves more detail.  If not, I’m sure we will hear about it on her livestream next Tuesday (assuming she will do one).

That’s all for now.  Going to share a few things I have found intriguing next.

Love,

Victoria

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Last night I had what could be called the strangest/longest night I can recall having.

First I went to bed early – crashed hard too.  But then woke up an hour later and I was wide awake.  W I D E   A W A K E.  I don’t like that.  lol

I also realized I was shaking all over.  I had already taken CBD oil.  Why was I shaking?  I didn’t feel afraid or particularly anxious – but there I was – shaking like a fall leaf on a tree.  So I climb out of bed, go into the kitchen, notice the clock says 1:11.  “Very funny,” I grumbled.  I took some magnesium/trace mineral concentrate, put it in water, drank it and returned to bed.

I waited for sleep to come.  While I did, I felt an inner nudge – Big Me (my best feel/guess) ask “what is your best trait?  What about you do you like best?”  I remained quiet within – felt – reflected – and felt this was another ongoing experience where I was tuning in and Remember Who I Really Am – and sifting out those parts I’m not.

My humor.  I suddenly just knew – my humor is my favorite quality of myself.  I then began going through other traits in my mind but within felt no need to do that.  Just needed the “more favorite” piece.

I noticed the shaking had subsided, so at last I was able to drift off to sleep.

Then came the dreams.

First I feel I tapped into someone who just allegedly committed suicide.  There was a middle aged man in my dream named Steve (Steven) and there was a young girl there who was fighting with him in some way.  The names got confusing as did the rest of the experience but I walked away from it – thinking “not my monkey” – just knowing I didn’t need to take on this experience.  When I shared this with my mate, he told me about Steve (Bing) and his suicide and how his children esp. his daughter are fighting over his estate.  

I am not venturing further down that rabbit hole so I will just leave the link for anyone interesting in learning more.

Then I was in an old childhood home – searching for my own space – which I finally found.  I was able to turn on the lights I wanted and the music I wanted.  The song?  Boston – Gonna Hitch a Ride.  Check out the lyrics.  The chorus is particular interesting for what I have already been experiencing…feeling….wanting:

Day is night in New York City
Smoke, like water, runs inside
Steel idle trees to pity
Every living things that’s died

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time
Oh yeah

Life is like the coldest winter
People freeze the tears I cry
Words of hail their minds are into
I’ve got to crack this ice and fly

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time.

Yeah…..  Love it.  Thank you.

Then a bit ago, as I am prepping dinner, I wanted to hear some music so I turn on that little transistor and hear – AGAIN – Tears for Fears singing “nothing ever lasts forever” and “so glad we’ve almost made it”…..

And when I woke up the songs on the music channel soundscape were messages from Home and Almost Home.

And THEN (talking like my daughter – lol)…..last night when I arrived home and was sharing my songs-in-the-car experience with my mate, and how I recalled once Brother Rick passing along a message from Clair saying my freedom would come with my music.  For some reason last night that popped into my mind.  In a totally Divine Synch, moments later, Brother Rick texts me telling me Clair had just popped in to say the wheel was about to switch (or something like that) – as in all that has been going one way is about to switch to the New.

So I wrote back saying WOWSER – and told him what had just popped into my mind and the music experience and he texts back later and says how funny that was as when Clair came through he heard music playing and that never happens.

So…..Oh yes one last thing….Last night while I lay wide awake shaking and tuning in, I also heard/felt the desire to Remember how we communicate.  Original communications.  Do you think we really spoke in words the way we do now?  I don’t know, I thought – laughing to myself.  But I do – in some small way I do know communication is different.  We use the term telepathic and that holds truth.  It also involves the heart and energy and sensing and feeling.  Eye contact is used too.  Touch.

So perhaps there is verbal in the new – I feel that – but also most is non-verbal and this time we all REMEMBER and Know how to utilize the non-verbal unlike today which as we know with any relationship leads to frustration when we don’t pick up on the non-verbal stuff – which is the majority of our communications.

Just as we are ALWAYS creating – we are ALWAYS communicating.

Off to enjoy my version of a traditional spaghetti factory dinner – homemade and with some quiet as our little chatter box is enjoying dinner with her bff at their house.

Let me know what experiences you are having now.

Love to you all,

Victoria

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