I remember! It was about 7-10 + years ago, each morning I’d get up early and write. Some may remember Mori’s morning rambles, I’d allow spirit to move thru me just typing away what ever came to mind. A reoccurring theme was “THE EARTH IS IN LABOR” I felt her birthing pains deep within me, shuffling moving rumbling. Shifting weather patterns, earth quakes, storms.I knew the labor pains were just beginning and it would take some time before the birth would begin. That time has come, the water is breaking we are about to see the birth of a new earth. The awaken ones, the tribesman, the whale dreamers, the water protectors, native people, the earth keepers, the light workers, shadow workers all are listening and waiting. I can hear this calling deep within me. I am listening. I am remembering. We are in the time of the breaking water, but as with any birth there is more to come. Great pains of labor, the shedding of blood. The time of birth is a beautiful time but it Nevers comes without pain & blood shed. It’s messy & it’s oh so beautiful!! It’s time for the new earth to come into being. Many will have a hard time with this, many are Unprepared, many are full of fear & hate, many are REACTING instead of acting. Ascending is upon us. People need to raise their vibrational level, they need wake up! We must remember we are spirit, we are more then our bodies, we are part of something so much bigger the collective conscious! We must learn to lighten our bodies thru healthy eating, clean out the chemicals which keep us in the dark. It’s time to enter the dream time, take shamanic journeys, seek within & listen learn how to make the ascend. It’s time to prepare for the birth of a new earth. — 🌙 Clear Sky, 36°F @ 1295-1797 Lakeview South
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I was on fb a lot yesterday , also last night was the first night in weeks I had the worse insomnia! I believe they are connected, I felt bitchy when for weeks I’ve felt nothing but calm and loving, I was inspired until late last night when it all hit me a horrible sinking feeling , ladies &,gentleman the ship is sinking we need #truthseekers some don’t want to wake up from the so called “american dream” but what kind of dream has it been in reality ? A nightmare for many humanity is lost not forever but for now it’s pretty much lost , people no longer treat people as they would want to be treated, we’ve been lied to poisoned, dumbed down , things need to crumble but it’s not going to be pretty, keep your friends close and your enemies even closer! The world needs a spiritual shift, and that shift is going to hurt a little I see for a while at least loss of lives , loss of freedoms until we the people learn to be awake again until we remember how to be spiritual beings above all else. I think there are things we can do to make this transmission, transfiguration, transition easier, we can gather in meditation, we need our earth healers to come alive together, to move beyond being so damn selfish and send healing energy to all to the earth … it’s time to raise those vibrations, it’s time to help each other, to put love & kindness and compassion above all else. To believe nothing but your gut instincts, it’s time to step away from the subliminal messages force fed to us thru false media campaigns, that keep us confused, fearful,hateful. Now is not the time to gather in masses, making us an easy target, giving reason for Marshall law, which BTW might be needed as the system crashes Trump was never supposed to win, now before you jump on that hate Trump train hear me out hear my words , take the time to really read this, he’s the wrench in “their spokes” the catalyst of the crash
And people are you really happy with the world around you? That answer should be no, but most are seeing this all wrong even drug addicts have to hit rock bottom for real change to happen. We are spiraling towards that rock bottom!
All things have become corrupted, all agencies need Revamped and that’s going to hurt. No one ever said change was easy no one ever said change wasn’t going to hurt but its up to you to decide how much it hurts. Its up to you to remember your own inner healing energy, to be in control of self again its time to STOP REACTING.
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COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS FIRST !!
A plea to all humans:
To trump supporters
To Hillary supporters
To protesters, to all those “REACTING” during this confusing trying time
There is a huge difference between acting & reacting
It’s time to check yourself!
I have yet to hop on the protest train, not because I don’t believe in some of the very same causes as you but because I’m taking the time to evaluate my personal energy
How many of you are protesting “reacting”, from a place of fear, from a place of hate?
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and my heart keeps going right back to collective consciousness. When you act,react or protest due to the fear of the unknown, the what ifs you are adding fearful,hateful energy (hating trump suppoters & vice versa for example ) to the whole adding negative energy to the energy of the collective consciousness. Negative attracts negative .Negative energy grows even more turmoil and chaos.
It’s time for us as the human race to think bigger than self, to think larger then our life, think larger then the USA. We need to be coming from a place of love, a place of peace. Adding healing, loving, peaceful energy to the collective consciousness. The “wholeness”. Nothing will change. Nothing will get better until this happens. So I ask you ….. are you feeding, fueling the fear? Are you feeding, fueling the hate?
I’m not in any way saying sit down and shut up and just take it, I’m begging you to get your own house and heart in order before you join others and then question everything and everyone.Be very careful with whom you share your energy.Be very careful with whom you join forces with. For example 1000 protesters are flooding the streets many of those people are projecting fearful ,angry hateful energy and you join them aren’t you just fueling fire?
The universe needs peace warriors and loving healing protectors.
The collective consciousness is calling you. Do you have the strength to answer, to stand up even if that means standing alone?
It is better to stand alone, to stand filled with nothing but peace and love than to be part of the problem,even if you think you are protesting the right issues. But has it occurred to you that you could be part of the universal problem.?
The collective consciousness is calling you!!
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Shame on you clue pursuit, 94.9 KCMO X1051KC 1025jackfm & 101 the Fox – Kansas City’s Classic Rock Station – for supporting a festival that continues contribute to the cruelty of animals, there is NO reason to have elephant rides! Or petting zoos. Did you know most elephants are ripped/stolen from it’s family unit as a baby in the wild & then chained, caged and beaten into submission, even if they were born into this cruel world of captivity, they to are severely mistreated before you ride them. And if that wasn’t enough most live a lonely life, elephants are social beings they travel around in crates/trucks with very little room to move and then chained again in small areas awaiting the cruel day of ride after ride ! If you purchase tickets to the kansas city Renn fest you to are supporting this cruel act. please ask them to stop!! We our the elephants only hope, their only voice
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After 50+years of life I’ve finally figured out I lost my child like wonder, and I want it back!
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I have to wonder why… Why am I still here? For what purpose or do I even need a purpose? My bucket list is full of things I’ve done, so I guess you’d say it’s pretty short now, empty. Emptiness, explains a lot. I’ve lived a awesome but hard life, to the fullest & beyond way over the edge and back up hills and down smiled and laugh loved lost and loved some more but the real question is why am I still here? I when the pain sets in and I struggle to hold on and I came seem to find an answer of why, why I even try why I hold on, why I push thru, why the fuck am I still here
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You are always right there holding my hand, I know I’m never truly alone, you love me like no other that’s never the problem, the problem is I don’t know where I am. Hiding lost some where among the shadows I dance. There’s this darkness that never goes away, perhaps I was born there with this darkness inside. It’s where I shine, I hide I reside. Where I cry and where I die. I’ve stitched up the hole, painted on the smile but just beyond the sparkle, that twinkle in my eyes is a darkness like no other it’s hard to explain when you live so buried in your head, and carry such a heavy heart. I’m going to try harder to just go on like nothing is wrong, it feels like I want to hide better and maybe I’ll wake up one day to realize I’m not even hiding at all.
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Tonight I get to see KISS I was feeling bad because my hubby didn’t have a ticket, but his friend won tickets as well so we all get to go then next week it’s road trip to see ghost, been a good summer, now if my new Dr tomorrow turns out to be a blessing it’ll be an amazing summer I’m so tired of living in pain, I want my life back I want out of the watcher mode and back into living stuck in a rut counting pills, waiting on pain meds to kick in, then realizing that’s really not going to happen then start all over again it’s exhausting! Just stick a patch on me and let me go, or at least tell me why I feel like shit all the time just do something other then sign the same old script and expect something different to happen. I want to remember, what it was like to sleep at night, to get up in wonderment about the coming day, to greet the sun, to enjoy retirement! I want to live again to move again to love again…. I feel like I’ve been wanting every since my son died. Even tho I fully except his death, his not coming back, I’ve stopped crying all the time but the joy of life has really never returned, maybe I’ve had my full happiness, maybe I just need to stop wanting……
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Sleep without sleep , rest without rest a body so tired, reaching for reasons to go on. Day after day the pain grows knowing it won’t kill me, just make my life a living hell at times. Ha you thought I was going to say make me stronger, fuck that shit. My body seems to be getting weaker and weaker. I long for that spark of creativity that lives deep within me. Reaching for a reason to finish projects reaching for a reason to follow thru. I want to paint, I want to create I just can’t find the energy.
Spring`s first breath arrives early this year,drifts through open windows of desire. Warm air fuels our dreams of winter`s death. Song birds sing outside my window songs of spring birthing on the horizon. Tiny buds pushing through slowly thawing ground, like tiny rays of hope slipping through the cracks of a broken heart. Each new year takes me farther away from the day you left this realm, like the melting ice slowly disappears from the river`s edge Learning to bloom again each spring as the shadows of winter`s pain fade into the dusk. And still I miss you. struggling to grasp the memories of when you felt so close even after your death. The floods of tears slowly turn to drought, wondering if I will ever fully be alive again.
Simple pleasures in life can be found just outside my window, so many different kinds of woodpeckers, chickadees, cardinals and blue jays gather in turn to partake of the last of the winters feed. Soon the dance of love will begin, the building of the birthing nest, looking for the perfect blade of grass or maybe a random string to impress their mate. So much like them we are; searching for the perfect spring dress, or shade of eye shadow or scent of perfume just to impress our mate.
The labor pains have begun and the birth of spring is just around the corner.