Summer Solstice in this year of Ascension 2012 ... where will you be?

How are you liking 2012 so far?  The mid-point fast approaches ... I know some folks whose lives are imploding, some whose lives are exploding, some who just seem to plod along ... and others are diving headfirst into the richness, the juicy depths of the human experience, that is being magnified and multiplied times a Godzillion this year, and working it, running with it, expanding into it with relish, and glee.

I woke up this morning and did a meditation with my Ascension 2012 Essence blend, and it was fantastic.  Well, the essence is amazing anyway, if I do say so myself.  Using it with its affirmation, is really powerful.  And, it creates a perfect link to enable you to tune into this superwave of energy coming from the heart of our Milky Way Galaxy, the very phenomena the 2012 prophecy is based on...   Dr. Paul LaViolette calls it the Galactic Superwave in his youtube video  (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADjnRaBa410&feature=related).

As a result of this meditation, I realized I really want to offer an Ascension 2012 workshop next Tuesday--twice, in fact!  First, Tuesday morning, 9-12, and in the evening, 6-9.

The reason for doing it Tuesday is that the Summer Solstice is Wednesday.  According to Peter Dawkins (zoence.com), we need to show up this solstice season.  Here's a quote from his paper, Midsummer 2012 Baptism of Light, which I recommend.  You can find it as a pdf linked on his home page.  (Bold is mine.)

Of these three Royal Arch gateways into the new Great Age, the Inner Gateway is by far the 
most important. Whatever we do, we're not to miss the midsummer solstice time. It is the most 
important time of all. It is a time for us to both receive and evolve accordingly, and also to serve 
and help others to rise up into the greater light that will be gifted to the world during that time. 
It is a gift, a moment in time, and has to be grasped. If grasped, it can be held onto forevermore 
and will lift the one who holds onto it up to higher levels of consciousness and evolution. If, 
however, that moment in time is missed, it will be gone and the opportunity will be lost. It is up 
to us to be in the right place at the right time, in the right consciousness and serving in the right 
way, helping as many others as possible in the world to receive and be lifted up by this Great 
Light that is coming to the world.

I for one am going to enjoy this opportunity and do ceremony every day, somewhere, on those days; June 20, 21, 22, 23, 24.

Today, at my healing space in the Rainbow Institute, I did another marvelous meditation, with Cyndi, the director here.  Wow.  We first gathered some friends in the center of our space--see the photo above. We then invited our non-physical friends to come in, and we did indeed have quite a group.  They joined us making some beautiful, brilliant magic.  At the end, Kuan Yin reminded us that she too, is experiencing the marvelous process that is the 2012 Ascension, as are all the Ascended Masters, and gods/goddesses from all the traditions.  She said we have to expand our awareness to allow all of them to blow out of their old molds and traditions and shift into the new golden age coming in, along with us.  They're being held back by the binds and thoughtforms of our precepts, locking them into their original forms and accompanying traits.  So, that was very cool.  Everyone wants in on this new time of expansion, enlightenment, and awakening.  What's not to like?

Vitamin R -- Now's the time

Mother's Day morning.
Been awake for a while, enjoying the peace and quiet. Enjoying thinking about being a mom; thinking about my own mother, radiant angel she is now.

And glad to take the time to write this morning.

There's been a lot going on! And I'm thankfully creating opportunities for magic. That just feels more and more important than ever. We're having fun with it, too. That said, I just heard a friend say yesterday that the "Little Grandmother" Keisha Crowther has said recently that everyone needs to carry a quartz crystal now, she stressed that it was urgent.

I carry at least one, usually a few crystals on me at all times, have for years. It's nice to hear others promoting my favorite healthy habit. Speaking of crystals, Wednesday evenings I lead a Cosmic Playdate/Crystal Healing Meditation, and we've recently been working with the theme of the new influx of radiation being injected into our world from the Fukushima plant in Japan. On the face of it, there's not much we, the masses, can do about something like that ... There is one way, though, we can help, and that's with our intent, fueled by our own energy. So a couple of weeks ago, that's what we did. We prayed Dr. Emoto's prayer for the waters of the Fukushima plant, and for the waters of Japan.

We held crystal balls as proxies for Earth, and sprayed essences of Clearing on them, Joy, Love and Peace, visualizing each time that beautiful frequency bathing Earth in its radiance, for the benefit of Earth and everything that calls her Home.

It was a beautiful, energizing and peaceful exercise, and we all felt marvelous afterwards. Being filled up with these high frequencies makes it easy and fun to then energize our own life, our loved ones, our home and family. Every act, every word and deed becomes a sweet and sacred prayer, when performed in this state of Grace.

Come play with us some Wednesday evening if you're local, and want to share my path of crystal light; we gain so much, and give even more. What could be better than that?

At the last Cosmic Playdate, we continued with the radiation theme. With crystals to amplify the focus and transmission of the energy, we again did a brief healing of Earth, and then we focused on another aspect of the issue. I figured that with all of the Deva spirits in our world, there are obviously ruling Devas of this particular frequency or type of radiation that is leaking out in Japan. So we addressed that entity in our meditation, asking it to modify the nature of the radiation so as to render it harmless to human and all other life on Earth. We made our own energy offerings, through essences, of Love and Peace and Joy, then made our prayers for balance of our world and environment with this radiation leak. We felt big forces at play here, we felt we'd been heard.

But the best idea I had was the new reality we chose via my Subconscious Reset technique. I'll leave you with it to ponder. I came up with it when I realized that other than with our intent, our energy, we can't do anything about a nuclear meltdown. EXCEPT, evolve. Evolve! So here's the ultimate human challenge. Can we evolve our bodies, right now? David Wilcock told us in his presentations that we are evolving quite quickly these days, historically speaking. Specifically, he said we humans are now as different, in terms of our DNA, from the ancient Egyptians as they were from the Neanderthals. That blew my mind when he said that. We haven't stopped changing, and it feels to me, in fact, that change is accelerating. These are the ascension times, are they not?

So here's the reality we got into alignment with that night:
"I choose now to be a conscious participant with all of my cells of all of my bodies and my DNA, in my rapid evolution to accommodate our changing universe, and all its influences."

Like it? If so, use it. Pass it on. Let's just choose, right now, to evolve enough to use this kind of radiation as a vitamin. Vitamin R. You with us? Mass conscious evolution ... now's the time.

A Cosmic Healing Horse Tale – Part II

It happened instantaneously. I could have explored that lifetime for hours, but I focused in on that event. I saw myself, a man, get on the horse and ride away. I was, at the same time, watching myself, and being the man on the back of the horse. I saw the horse stop suddenly, being tossed like sack of potatoes, and felt the snap in my neck. It was quite strange, sent a spasm through me. I focused on love, holding a space of love in my heart for the horse, breathing slowly and deeply to integrate the feelings with the awareness of what had happened. I breathed love to my suddenly-freed spirit, adjusting to my new form.


From a perspective much further back, I saw the tribe’s grief, saw it coagulate into something heavy and sticky … I breathed Love to it, to them, I beamed my essence and my presence to them, and with the beautiful, powerful energy from the crystal sphere I was holding, transmuted it all into clear light. I drifted for a bit in that light, it was beautiful, clear, I felt weightless, floating in this bliss. I came back to present time and space, used the sphere to anchor the energy in my heart chakra, and opened my eyes.


The sun was still shining down on me, the pasture in front of me was starting to fade from green to brown. The barn on my left beckoned me, but I wasn’t quite ready. You see, my then-husband and I were renting an old farmhouse which came with 2 horses, and were responsible for their care. I was unable to even go in the barn, so my carpenter husband had to do it all. I felt badly, but was unable to help. Now, in my new state, I felt different, something had surely shifted, and a new reality had been created. I gave it a couple hours to settle in, to take hold. Then I walked out to the barn.


Inside it was quiet and dark, the horses were in their stalls. The smell of hay pleased me, the warmth of the animals palpable. I took a deep breath, and felt fine. I took a few more, standing there, introducing my energy into the space quietly, unobtrusively, I hoped. I watched for the tell-tale first sign of allergic response—the tickling in my nasal passages as my sinuses get ready to explode. Nothing there! Bronchials seemed fine, no tightening or swelling. I slowly moved closer to the first stall. Boxer was a big bay. He was beautiful. He watched me, took in my energy, made a couple of quiet ppffffhhhh noises as I approached. I stood right in front of him, hands open in front of me. He nosed me with that, to me, enormous head. I scratched his forehead, ran my hand down his sleek neck, he continued to nuzzle my other hand. He knew what I needed. I breathed in his smell, felt the hair under my fingers, took it all in as completely as I could. I wanted to embrace this experience once and for all.


After a few minutes he pulled away with a chuff, and I moved down to the white horse, Bullet. Bullet was a completely different horse, I could tell. Bullet looked at me, allowed me to pet his forehead briefly, but he was all business. He knew I was just figuring him out, and really didn’t much care as long as he got what he wanted—the carrot in my hand. I broke it in half and gave it to him; he snorted his thanks. I gave the other half to Boxer who lingered over my palm a moment, lipping me gently. I stood back, looking at them both. I beamed my thanks to them, I knew they could sense my exhilaration and delight; I told them I’d be back, and that I was so grateful to them for help. From then on, I could do the barn chores. Husband still helped occasionally, but I relished the time spent with Boxer & Bullet.


OK, I can hear your question—if I cured myself of my horse allergy in 1983, what’s the problem now? Well, we only lived there a short time, and after we moved out, I had no opportunity to be near a horse for years afterwards. Daily life just didn’t include that. Probably about 7 years and a childbirth later, I took my 6-year-old son to the Lippizan Horse show in North Hero. I loved it immensely; during the break we walked around and, downwind of the animals I started to feel that tickle in my sinuses again. However, it stopped there, there was no further reaction, no wheezing. We were able to watch the rest of the show. In the ensuing years, though, I have experienced more severe reactions.


The first time Laura came to my house she was wearing her “barn” clothes, and within five minutes I was reacting badly—she had to leave her coat and pants outside on my deck, and strip off her sweater to leave by the door. It was intense. Cyndi worked on those thoughtforms yesterday, at the very end of our session. When we sat at their kitchen table for lunch, Carl came right over and hopped up in my lap. He sat down, ignored me, just as if I was his custom chair. I had to laugh. Cyndi picked him up and moved him, but a minute later he was right back there. I took it as a sign. This isn’t over. I’m ready to bring animals into my life, and into my home… now I just have to make sure my physical body agrees with me. Stay tuned!