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December 29, 2020 3 min read 1 Comment

Earth soul shaking—there’s no escaping— releasing baggage we hold


Kindred spirit talking as we’ve all been walking the same road…

Triggering realizations, releasing expectations, freeing webs of tangled souls

Memories from higher places flooding sealed-off spaces to be reknown

New ways of feeling, wanderers healing, hearing the subtle tones

Cycling seclusion, revealing illusions, seems the matrix is going broke


Alchemical breakdowns are structural shakedowns, revealing gold...


All-day mind’s eye seeing everyone met, as whole, as complete

Interactions arriving, mutual desiring, this ‘time’ we share is free

Rooms of eyes becoming realized, seeing the I’s becoming We

As truth is thriving, there is no deciding, as quantums leap

Devotion’s retreating can be misleading, underestimating Devotion’s reach


There’s no forcing, quiet coercing— only sowing stringless seeds


‘Being’ our full expressions through dark and stormy seas

As vessels claiming contempt creating prisons of petty beliefs

Northern eyes through narrow sighting don’t see what’s West or East

Northern lights, inspiring sights, showing how energy speaks

Vessels recognizing the silver lining, giving intuition room to breathe



Heavy day hearts seem drifting, minds sifting, nowhere else to be...


Expectations anchoring growth in place, material envy ‘don’t come free’

Reflecting reveals Faith’s testing— waves washing away inner weeds

Future proving Past, unfolding at last, suggests designing from “future’s” seats

We’d all be Benjamin Button witnessing lives as the Universe dreams,

Our experience of timing doesn’t mean ‘time’ is what we think


Describing courtside views to those used to nosebleed seats…


If misery loves company, what kind of company will you be?

To ‘be’ love without reinforcing limiting lies some call ‘beliefs’

Looking lenses of fear, of struggle— well, afraid and tired is what you’ll be

Centered resonance creating ripples through pretender’s dis-ease

The Kingdom won’t be found while bowing to systems of deceit


Ideas to reflect on as ‘time’ goes on— not all ‘chaos’ is as it seems


Beginning curses becoming blessings with ‘time’ revealing needs

Regrets releasing, each prior teaching, was as meant to be

Masters guiding, never been hiding, only beyond spectrums we see

No reliving yesterday while today is waiting to be seen

No living for tomorrow when today is where you ‘be’



Compassion is intuition expressing, though some may leave…


Translating timeless thought to language the moment may need

Energy arriving from the abyss, providing space is there to be received

Waking with realizations that weren’t there before last night’s sleep

Something like the face in the mirror assumed by its ‘future’ seed

Words settling, resonance is everything, accepting is the key


Our interaction’s, electromagnetic transactions, creating living dreams…


Every social trigger, a universal mirror, showing The Way

A place of paradox,  fitting-in, while feeling out-of-place

Reflecting between sessions shows the blessings of the maze

This life’s migration, translating imagination, from timeless space

Perception of one’s reflection is the reality one will face


Mr. Smith arriving in clever disguising, not always suits and shades…


Making idols of our titles, abandoning high roads for prison cells

Unseen creating, universal flame blazing, in their own inner well

Not because it’s gone—because something said by someone else

The signs are all around, a reality reflecting inner states as outer shells

What if the limited life you know is just a collection from other selves


A transient masking— we’ve all been acting— can’t you tell



Staying in this world used to feel like punishment, but now I see

Mediocrity’s games and convenient ways— shepherds and their sheep

God-inspiring IS NOT requiring ‘immunizations’, explanations, or receipts

Hearing the tales of masters, unfazed by ‘disasters’, those quiet beliefs

Suppressed thoughts surprising, silence describing, tears triggering new relief


Weights lifting— the Faith I’d been resisting— an indolent child becoming free


No need for fearing, inadequacy searing, we’ve always been enough

Hall of mirrors shaking, there is no mistaking what is or isn’t love

House of Cards falling— Destiny is calling— shadows bow to Sun

The fruits exposing deception’s clothing— the snakes and the doves

Beginnings of remembering, some sleeping giants are waking up


Rediscovering true heritage, the divine marriage, the Kingdom has come

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March 27, 2021

Muchas gracias. ?Como puedo iniciar sesion?

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