We Are the Disclosure, but…..

Lately I’ve been hearing a similar thing from sources I trust. They are saying we, the humans on Earth, are the impediment to full disclosure. It is not the organizations, governments, secret space programs, cabal, it is us. We have not integrated fully enough to handle the frequencies that disclosure will require.

Others would say we have not raised our vibration or raised our frequency enough. I won’t say that. It is a matter of integration, not ascending. We humans have endured and internalized aeons of conditioning about hierarchies, including the god matrix. Without our belief that we are less than, no hierarchical belief system could take hold. But hierarchical beliefs – all kinds – OWN us.

This is why it is important to understand the difference between the “bliss” of the false spirituality and the deep, unmoveable, soft heart of true integration. Even this makes it sound complicated, but it is not. However, discernment is very important.

We have not integrated our inner reality enough. Again, sounds complicated. When did you last judge your partner, child, neighbor, sibling, mother/father? That is part of the inner reality I’m talking about and you experience it constantly. Start there.

Years ago, someone I trust said (emphatically) that the soul will complete its mission no matter what. I used to get all lofty and feel a sense of power about that. But that is ego. That is the false spirituality. Don’t you want true freedom? It is beyond all good and all not-good. It is not a sensation of bliss. On its journey to freedom, the soul might take you to your knees. That is true power. Does it feel like it? False spirituality/bliss will crumble like a house of cards if the soul turns up its volume. It will not feel good.

You are it. I’ve said it many times, but it’s not a power trip and we know almost nothing but power trips. But we can change that. We can release the fake. Who pissed you off today? Get still and ask the “judge your neighbor” worksheet questions in stillness. This is the power that does not feel like power, but is.

More Advantage of No-Escape

I almost titled the first part of this blog, “The Value of No-Escape.” Yes, I think there is value, hence the blogs, but there is more than just value to the rug-pull and the no-escape life (see Pt 1 for explanation of no-harm): they are are advantages. Distinct advantages.

If your job in this life is to face your shadow side and integrate it, there is nothing like (allegedly) having many of your choices taken away to accelerate that process. Again, I don’t mean anything harmful or being held victim/prisoner by other human(s).

Does it feel good? Hell, no. While I am a very big fan of feeling good, sometimes that isn’t the most important thing. Sometimes you have to take a big ole bite of spiritual work and it just doesn’t feel good.

Invariably – I’ve mentioned this before – when I have told people of the discomfort with my current way of life, they say, “Why don’t you move?” That kind of disconnect pisses me off, but lately it is starting to seem funny. I don’t want to waste time on this silliness, but I’ll state the obvious: “I’m a grown woman. I know what the alleged options are.” For some reason these people think that thought has not occurred to me.

We’re programmed…..I’m going to finish that sentence, but for a moment I want to let it stand as is: we are programmed. In every conceivable way. (More silliness out there when people think they are not mind-controlled). So, when/if I tell people I’m feeling uncomfortable – I’m really just trying to communicate honestly – most tend to insert my info into one manipulated perceptual filter or another. Usually just the one. Why don’t I move? (uh, don’t have the resources to do that). Oh, you must be down on your luck. (where did you get those words? do you have the slightest idea?). You get the gist.

The perceptual filter or maybe the intuitive knowing that does not seem to arise is: “Dang, girl. You’re in a rug-pull, no-escape accelerated stage of fractal compression and integration. That’s brave. Good on ya!”

That would be nice.

To be fair, some lovely people I know DO get that. It is a comfort.

Lots more to say and I will, but I think I’ll keep publishing along the way. Otherwise, there will be massive verbiage all in one place.

The Blend

How much do we want to be saved or just relieved?

I know I do. However, it is the unsexy work of what I call the “inner blend” that makes you able to go through the so-called “eye of the needle” and what we seek in our fantasies of saving and relief. Unsexy indeed.

Inner blend brings you to zero point. That is the transition point, but it is really no point at all.
It’s tough. To not have goals. But goals in this realm are ideologies and they end up distracting and – temporarily- blocking us. They are pleasant, they are bromides, but not ultimately useful.

What to do? Embrace those aspects of your self that feel too embarrassing, painful, bad and shameful. The ones you want to cast aside. The ones society & religion – both one big ideology – would tell you are bad and deserve to be cast aside. Those aspects they say need redemption and becoming “better than.”
All of that is internal splitting, division. Splitting is too big and discordant. It’s a big wave form. Big wave forms don’t get through the eye of the needle. Forget stories that say it is about material objects, like money, it is about aspects of self and how we relate to them.

Love collapses that wave form. The collapsed wave form is what descriptions like “the eye of the needle” and “zero point” seek to explain. Moving forward is about the quiet, subtle inner blend of all the aspects of self. The belligerent, the irritable, the greedy. Blend ’em. Blend them all.

Off Planet Tech 2

In some circles on YouTube, there is a theory that Nicola Tesla was a fictional creation. Others pose he may have been an actual person, but stole his ideas from the preceding Earth civilization of the ancestors of Mu including Tartaria. Buildings from that global civilization show abundant use of structures that generated quantum, free energy.

I agree with the biograpical account of Nicola Tesla given by author Margaret Storm in her 1959 book, The Return of the Dove.” Tesla was from off-planet. He got his ideas, many of which were opposed and quashed by the fellows of Earth of his day, from the knowledge that is freely available in the cosmos. Why would he have to steal them from someone else or another Earth civilization that, despite their superior knowledge to the current human civilization, still likely knew less than him?

Maybe that is how you think when you do not live on a planet, but on a flat plane or a circuit board. I don’t know. But those of us who live on a planet in a cosmos can and should know that the blueprints of higher consciousness tech are freely available to a free humanity. So let’s get ourselves free.

Bad Fiction

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Lord have mercy. I am working on an old iMac and it is so slow I want to pull my hair out. There is a widespread machine failure, dysfunction going on in my life. My laptop dying last Fall was part of that wave. That wave has been active for over a year now. Wow.
God love my friend Susan for giving me her 2103 iMac so I could type on something, but bless it, it is slow.
What does this ongoing wave of machine failure mean?

To be honest, I do not know with any certainty. I must admit, recently, after the brand new solar system completely failed and died, for a moment I felt like I was being targeted, like energetically, but that passed. I must stay out of that kind of thinking. It is useless and puts me in twisted “inner” territory. Mostly I feel abandoned by God and snubbed by my soul. Since I see my soul as the causal factor in my life, feeling snubbed by it is a problem. There are so many crazymaking aspects to this time in my life, feeling at odds or victimized by my soul is just one of them. It’s not as serious as it sounds meaning I do ultimately trust my soul, but I am leary of its messaging at the moment. (Ha).

I have alot to say today after having little for months. I will probably break it up into different posts. I will (try to) go back to some of the challenges of this in-between time. The time between worlds.

Machines are breaking. As I’ve said in many posts, everything on this planet, in our world will change down to the last blade of grass. When I first heard my teacher say that it hit home because I knew it. I knew it intuitively, with all my cells. It is the truth within me. The “what” of what will change has been a 50 yr educational process with some of the more difficult, sickening details of it only becoming clear or clearer the last 3-4 years. That’s where the bad fiction comes in. Thirty years ago I wrote: “This world is all fiction. Unfortunately it is bad fiction.” If you are going to create a world of duality and form, why not make it a pleasant world. Just like if you are going to write a story, why not make it a happy one? Especially when that story is a reality people live in. Yes, duality can suck, but it doesn’t have to suck the way it does in our world at the moment.

OK back to the dying machines. Everything will change, so machines will change too. My intuition tells me none of the machines we currently use will exist in the ascended Earth. It is a completely different field of consciousness, physics and form (hallelujah). So as this world dismantles, things will start to not work or maybe disappear…or both!

How much of my current life is a product of the dismantling of this existing reality? Not sure. If it were up to me we’d move quickly and smoothly from one dimensional world to the next, but instead there is this insanely long in-between time going on.
Perhaps in the grand scheme of things it is merciful, but to me it is not. So there is this long in-between time when you …I’ll speak for myself here, when I have to live in this world when I’m beyond (!) ready for the 5D one, but I still depend on the current world’s machines, economy, infrastructure, vehicles, much of which have been failing. The worst of it is that it feels scary. And yes, I admit that if I boil down that fear it is not only a fear of death or disability, but even, as I heard someone say recently, the soul fearing its own annihilation. I didn’t know souls did that, but I trust the source and I know that the worst of what I’m feeling when things fall apart is a kind of terror.