Snowshoeing with my dogs recently, I had a deep realization that so much of life is about letting go as situations and circumstances change all the time. Lately I have felt as if I’m wearing a heavy skirt that is weighing me down with energies I have collected throughout my life.
In the midst of change the swirling chaotic energies are bringing to the surface that which can no longer be ignored. Man’s inhumanity to man over the centuries is arising on a global level hand in hand with a virus that has many people gripped in fear.
Violet flames of transformation are flowing from the Earth’s core. Flowing up through channels alive with life giving frequencies for Earth. These channels lead to energy centers and sacred sites that once were groves of trees, pools of spring fed waters...
The word Limbic is on my mind. A feeling of floating in limbo – a transitional, border or marginal state. A border between worlds or realities or dimensions. I’ve been in this void place since September.
This pause you are in is a time of stillness. Many are unable to find stillness and are restless to “get back to normal” again. Humanity cannot go on as it has been. This is a time of choice point and many probable realities are open all around you.
For a few weeks I have felt like a very big wave is coming. In my inner eye I’ve seen a blue/turquoise wave like the giant waves of Hawaii. When asking where I am on that wave, I see myself surfing the barrel.