Today’s report is brought to you by “Mama’s outta bubble gum. So she’s here to kick some @ss!” Bubble Gum and “Let’s bust outta this fooking matrix” Chocolate.
Tryin’ to create my own fun atm – got the music on. Dancing. Jackson 5, “Can You Feel It”. MJ “Don’t stop ’til you get enough”. Being told to “turn it down”. Having negative headlines read to me. “DON’T RAIN ON MY PARTY!!” I finally commanded. Similar nonsense happened yesterday – in a really good energy healing release space – when drama ensued in the house. Was I PISSED at that. I have nowhere to call my own – and so – lol – when it’s suggested that I do x y z or focus on this or that – I’mma at the space where I say “get your arse into my house and see how that process goes for YOU”.
After the session, I made new rules. (anyone in Oregon with wood/lumber and carpentry skills? we got the tools – i’ll pay you to build me an outside art like studio. well, pay you what i can afford that is.)
Yeah, I’m struggling – but I am FINDING ME in the process. My VOICE. My boundaries. If I bother others in that process, so be it.
So I got some things in the portal again today. Every. single. day. now – overall – in those energies “out there” – I FEEEEEEEEL “them” constantly slowing down that time program. CONSTANTLY now. I FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL it in my body. Every. morning. I wake up and my mind struggles to adjust to the fact that it still isn’t 2023. Weird, I know, but I’m going with it and trusting what I keep feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeling. Yes, 2023 is a calendar year inside this place – but something about that transition this end of year cycle “they” do NOT want to be forced into. I can’t explain it – it won’t leave me – it’s “out there”. So every day I think my gawd can we PLEASE PUSH THIS YEAR INTO THE PIT?! Can we MOVE FORWARD already?! There’s an energy to it – I’m just trying to put it all into human language.
And then yesterday – while I was busy doing one of my myriad of boring, mindless tasks, I suddenly felt in my body that some part of me is already in “2023”. I actually said “wait a minute, we already HAD the new year.” Call it the Transition. More appropriate term. Then I had to shake my brain so to speak – and remind myself the calendar is still December 28, 2022.
SERIOUSLY??!!! I thought – again feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeling that unbelievably slow passage of “time”. It isn’t a slugs pace. It isn’t at a molasses pace. It’s at a frozen slug in frozen molasses JUST starting to dethaw pace.
And with that I see – again – that rubber band – quantum displacement – and once that thing unravels it is KABOOM and we BLAST Back Into The Future.
Can’t you feel it? CAN you feel it?
MY WINGS WERE RELEASED yesterday. I saw it and felt it. Whatever “clamp” was holding them in place – it left me (or unlocked itself). And yeah no f’ing coincidence that AT THAT VERY MOMENT when I was working w/my healer that the drama appeared in my house. (just as i type this up – my girl enters the living room – looks up – gasps – points at the large spider suddenly crawling up there. mama lion used to be mama-earth- like-and-love-it-all type who could capture whatever it is and gently place it outside blessing it. today? i ascertain the situation – quietly bring over a chair – pick up one of my boots – climb onto the chair – assess the situation – then squash the f’er. i welcome lady bugs only. house rule.)
So…………..Did I say I was PISSED when my healing session was abruptly interrupted?? O M G……….lol
Whatevers. Girl is dancing today like she’s 22.
Last night’s dream was long and painful and frustrating. Whatever it included left me with the deep pain of how I MISS HUGGING PEOPLE.
O M G do I miss hugging others and face to face live conversing. I’ve always been a touchy person. I hug, I touch – whether I’m laughing or crying or talking with someone. As ya’ll know I have had to restrict that since mid 2021 due to the shedding I am sensitive to. Obviously not every one of those jabs were the same formulas – so not all exhibit this strangeness – but I haven’t wanted to take a chance. I didn’t share what happened a few days ago. A package arrived from a fully jabbed/boosted family members. Took just 2 days to get here. My intuition told me slow down – put it aside – don’t open it for awhile. But my girl was excited so we opened the boxes. I’m the one who touched every item. My girl commented on feeling dizzy – I dismissed that as I didn’t want to admit I was feeling choking and dizziness myself.
About an hour later or so I decided to shower. When I looked in the mirror (before I got into the shower) I gasped: I had a burn-like rash all over my belly – and I mean all over. I touched it – it was very warm. I took a quick, cool shower, then I applied lotion to it (herbal to help w/burns) and other potions of mine. I showed my mate – boy was he upset and concerned. I kept telling him that I was ok. It was gone in about an hour.
So others will have to just excuse my lack of patience and empathy and love for those who took it. I’m not focused on getting even or anything like that – just tired of the concern for all of those who are having health issues or dying as a result. Mate is in the same space. ‘Tis why I continue to seek and connect w/others in the same or similar experience – with the same mindset. Like MJ says “Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough”.
I won’t.
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V.
