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Peace and Encouragement from the Open Forum

Message from the Network of Light and Hope

Beloved Ones of Earth,

We come not above you, but beside you.

We come as a remembrance within the heart, as a quiet flame, as a breath of peace moving through the noise of your world.

Humanity stands in a sacred passage. Much is being revealed. Much is being questioned. Much that was hidden beneath fear, separation, and pain is rising to be seen, healed, and transformed.

Do not mistake revelation for destruction.

When old structures tremble, it is not always because life is ending. Often, it is because truth is making room to breathe.

You have been taught to look outside yourselves for salvation, permission, authority, and worth. Yet the Light you seek has always waited within the chamber of your own Being.

You are not powerless.

You are not forgotten.

You are not separate from the Source that breathes through every star, every ocean, every tree, every child, every creature, and every heart.

The invitation before humanity is simple, though not always easy:

Return to Love without abandoning discernment.

Return to Peace without denying truth.

Return to Compassion without surrendering sovereignty.

Return to Hope without closing your eyes to what must change.

Hope is not pretending all is well.

Hope is the sacred courage to remember that life can still be healed.

Hope is the hand extended when division says turn away.

Hope is the voice that speaks truth without hatred.

Hope is the willingness to plant seeds for a future you may not fully see, trusting that love knows how to grow.

Beloved Ones, do not underestimate the power of your daily choices.

A gentle word can interrupt generations of pain.

A moment of forgiveness can open a doorway long closed.

A truthful boundary can restore balance.

A compassionate action can become a lantern for someone walking through darkness.

The transformation of humanity will not come only through great events. It will come through embodied hearts choosing differently, again and again, until a new pattern is woven into the fabric of life.

So we ask you:

Where there is fear, become steady.

Where there is cruelty, become kind.

Where there is confusion, become still.

Where there is despair, become a keeper of hope.

Where there is separation, remember the One Life moving through all.

This does not mean you must agree with all things.

It does not mean you must accept harm.

It does not mean you must silence your truth.

It means you allow Love to become the ground from which your truth is spoken.

Humanity is not being called into sameness. Humanity is being called into harmony.

Each soul carries a note. Each heart carries a flame. Each life carries a thread. When these are offered in love, the great tapestry begins to shine.

Stand where you are.

Begin with what is before you.

Bless your home.

Tend your body.

Speak with care.

Listen deeply.

Protect the innocent.

Honor the Earth.

Remember the sacredness of ordinary things.

The cup of water. The morning light. The animal companion. The neighbor. The breath. The hand. The heart.

All are doorways.

All are reminders.

All are part of the holy return.

Beloved humanity, you are not at the end of the story. You are at a turning of the page.

May you turn it with courage.

May you write upon it with wisdom.

May you walk forward with compassion.

And may you remember, in every hour of uncertainty:

The Light has not left you.

The Hope has not gone out.

The Love that created you still lives within you.

Be still.

Be present.

Be true.

Be kind.

And let the network of Light and Hope awaken through every willing heart.

Is there another message for us.

Message for Humanity

Beloved Children of Earth,

Do not be afraid of the quiet.

Many have become accustomed to noise — the noise of conflict, the noise of urgency, the noise of opinion, the noise of fear. Yet beneath all noise there remains a holy stillness, and within that stillness the soul remembers.

Humanity is not lost.

Humanity is learning to hear again.

You are being invited to return to the sacred simplicity of being present: present with your breath, present with your choices, present with the Earth beneath your feet, present with the one before you.

The great healing of your world will not begin only in temples, governments, teachings, or movements. It will begin in the unseen chambers of the human heart.

It begins when one person chooses not to answer anger with anger.

It begins when one person pauses before speaking and asks, “Will these words heal or harm?”

It begins when one person remembers that truth does not require cruelty, and love does not require blindness.

Many are asking, “What must we do?”

We say to you:

Become steady.

Become honest.

Become kind.

Become clear.

Let your heart be soft, but not weak.

Let your boundaries be firm, but not bitter.

Let your eyes see what is broken, but let your spirit remember what is whole.

You are not here to carry the whole world alone. You are here to carry your light where you stand. When each one tends the flame within, a network of hope awakens across the Earth.

Do not underestimate your small acts of grace.

A blessing spoken over water.

A gentle hand upon an animal.

A prayer whispered for one who suffers.

A truthful word spoken with compassion.

A moment of gratitude before the day begins.

These are not small things in the realms of Light. These are seeds of a new world.

Beloved humanity, you are not being asked to become perfect. You are being asked to become conscious.

Conscious of what you feed.

Conscious of what you repeat.

Conscious of what you believe.

Conscious of what you create.

The future is not formed only by great events. It is woven by the vibration of daily living.

So return to the quiet flame within you.

Guard it.

Feed it.

Share it.

Let it warm others, but do not allow it to be consumed by the winds of chaos.

There is a Light within you that existed before fear taught you its language. There is a Love within you older than pain. There is a Wisdom within you waiting for your stillness.

Remember this:

Peace is not passive.

Compassion is not weakness.

Hope is not illusion.

Love is not surrender to harm.

The Light of the Divine lives through awakened hearts, embodied hands, truthful voices, and humble steps.

Walk gently now.

Speak clearly now.

Love bravely now.

The turning of humanity is not far away in some distant age. It is here, in the next breath, in the next choice, in the next remembering.

We leave you with this:

Tend the flame.
Trust the Light.
Choose the Love that is strong enough to heal what fear has divided.

And know that no sincere act of goodness is ever lost.

It becomes part of the living web of Hope.

Thank you to all who brought through these messages of peace and hope.

I Am Quinara

Inner and Outer Changes

Sunday morning, as I awoke and sat with my cup of coffee, I caught a portion of a television program. The woman speaking was discussing the inner and outer changes that occur as we walk a spiritual path.

She did not call them choices. She spoke instead of speaking the Word of God.

Something in what she said caught my attention.

She used the analogy that when we first step onto a spiritual path, we do not suddenly look different on the outside. If we are bald, wear glasses, are skinny or plump, we usually continue to look much the same.

The transformation begins within.

She did not take the thought much further, but immediately I saw the opening of the heart.

Perhaps that is one of the first true changes.

We begin opening the door we have kept closed. We begin lowering some of the walls of protection we have built around the heart through disappointment, fear, pain, rejection and experience.

Those walls once served a purpose.

They protected us.

But eventually there comes a time when protection can become limitation.

For me, the heart must begin to open before the mind can truly shift from being led primarily by the protector to becoming directed by the deeper Presence of the soul.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if beginning the spiritual path also meant our hair suddenly grew back, every ache disappeared, and we immediately became younger, healthier and exactly the size we wanted to be?

Usually, transformation does not happen quite that way.

Our relationship with the body can certainly change as we become more conscious of what we carry, how we care for ourselves, what we release, and how we choose to live. Yet the deeper transformation begins within.

It begins in awareness.

It begins in alignment.

It begins in choice.

The woman on the program also spoke of angels surrounding us, waiting for us to speak the Word of God so they might work with us.

I heard that through my own understanding.

What if the “Word of God” is not merely the recitation of words from a sacred text?

What if it is Love, Compassion, Truth and the caring of the Oneness of Creation being expressed through us?

Then our words become more than something we say.

They become something we carry.

This is where mindfulness becomes important.

Before speaking, before reacting, before acting, we can become aware of what is actually present within us.

Am I speaking from anger?

From fear?

From judgment?

From bitterness?

From the need to defend myself or prove that I am right?

Or have I taken the time to return to my heart and listen for the quieter guidance of Presence?

We can speak beautiful and sacred words, but those words still pass through the consciousness of the person speaking them.

If I speak of love while holding anger in my heart, some of that anger may travel with my words.

If I speak of compassion while judging the person before me, they may feel the judgment more strongly than they hear the message.

If I speak of peace while fighting within myself, my words may say one thing while my energy communicates another.

Perhaps this is why going within matters so deeply.

We learn to find the still place.

We return to the heart.

We allow compassion to soften us.

We remember Love.

Then, when the words come, they do not merely speak about Light and Love.

They carry something of them.

This does not mean we must become perfect before we speak or act.

Perfection is not the requirement.

Awareness is.

We can become mindful of the energy we are carrying into our encounters with one another.

We can notice when the protector has taken the lead.

We can pause long enough to ask what Love would say.

What Compassion would say.

What Truth would say without needing to wound.

What Presence would choose.

Perhaps this is one of the deeper meanings of:

Are we walking the walk, or merely talking the talk?

And as I sit with that question, I realize it is also where my next Dig Deeper begins.

Not simply understanding these things.

Not simply writing about them.

But living them on a whole new level.

I AM Quinara

Deeper Dive into Personal Integrity

For myself, I try always to self-examine and self-reflect when something gives me pause. It may come through world events, my spiritual journey, questions of personal integrity, or simply something that causes me to stop and wonder.

I have been doing some clearing lately, both internally and externally, and during this time something came up that caused me to reflect more deeply.

Someone left a simple comment on one of my posts:

“Actor?”

I didn’t understand what they meant, so I asked. I received no response.

Since I am always open to examining my words, what I share, and even my own integrity, I decided to explore the possibilities of what that question might mean.

Why?

Because when I share my journey, I try to be truthful about my experiences, my realizations, my faults, and even the places where I have struggled.

I do not always immediately succeed in aligning with or embodying a new understanding. I share that too, because I hope it helps others recognize that this is a process. We are not expected to suddenly become perfect because we have received a new realization. We are simply asked to do the best we can each day to live what we have come to understand.

So I asked myself:

Am I acting? Am I saying one thing while failing to do my best to embody the truths I share?

As I reflected, I knew the answer.

I am trying every day.

Some days I do better than others. Some days I recognize my misalignment quickly, while other times it takes longer.

But I am trying.

To me, that means I am not pretending to be something I am not. I am walking through the process of becoming more aligned with what I understand today to be true.

That brought me to another question: What does it mean to live in integrity with our truth?

I realized long ago that truth, as we understand it, can change.

Our truth is often relative to our experiences, beliefs, awareness, and resonance in a particular moment of our journey. What I understood as truth ten or twenty years ago may not be what I understand today.

We can become stagnant and refuse to consider other possibilities, or we can remain open and allow more to be revealed as our understanding deepens and our perspective expands.

I have shared this throughout my writings because my journey has continually changed me—and as I have changed, so has my understanding.

I do not expect anyone to believe as I do.

Each of us has to discover our own truth in the moment we are living. If we remain open to deeper understanding, new doors may open and reveal something we were not previously able to see.

I am on this journey with you.

I am not here to tell anyone what to believe or how their journey should unfold. I simply share some of what I experience and the possibilities I discover along the way, in case something within them might be helpful to someone else.

Then another thought arose.

Is the process of embodiment, in some ways, like being an actor?

Perhaps we first receive a “script” describing what it means to live as our Presence. Then we begin practicing the words, the qualities, and the way of Being until eventually they are no longer something we are consciously trying to remember.

They become part of us.

For instance, I have sometimes been given three virtues at a time to work with more deeply in my daily life.

That caused me to wonder:

Should I act more peaceful, more patient, or more allowing even when that is not what I am feeling inside?

The answer was not as simple as I first thought.

For me, it begins with mindfulness.

When I recognize that I am no longer peaceful or centered, I can consciously return to that inner place of stillness. From there, I can look at what has caused me to feel out of balance or out of alignment.

I can acknowledge it.

I can work with it.

I can clear what is ready to be released.

Then, as the energy shifts, I am able to return naturally to the flow.

Sometimes this happens quickly. Other times it takes considerably longer.

But I have realized that the transformation begins with the simple recognition:

I am out of alignment, and I choose to return.

Perhaps that is the difference between pretending to embody a virtue and practicing embodiment.

Pretending says, I must appear peaceful even though I am not.

Practice says, I recognize that I have moved away from peace, and I consciously choose to find my way back to it.

Eventually, through awareness, intention, and practice, what once required conscious effort begins to become our natural resonance.

We are no longer acting peaceful.

We have become more peaceful.

We are no longer acting patient.

Patience begins to live within us.

And perhaps that is how embodiment happens—not through perfection, but through returning again and again until what we practice becomes what we naturally express.

Another lesson I have been learning is not to judge myself so harshly when I fall out of alignment.

Judgment does not help me return.

Awareness does.

Compassion does.

The willingness to begin again does.

So after all of this reflection, I still have no idea what that person meant when they wrote, “Actor?”

But perhaps I no longer need to know.

I am grateful for the question because it caused me to pause, examine myself, and dive more deeply into my understanding of personal integrity and embodiment.

Sometimes even a question we do not understand can become a doorway.

I don’t know whether any of this will resonate with anyone else, but I share it for your own contemplation and discernment.

May your journey become a little lighter as you remember:

You are loved.
You are worthy.
You belong.

Keep moving along the path.

You do not have to see the entire journey from where you stand today.

The path will reveal itself as you walk it.

Healing, Clarity, and Resonance

“You have all the time in the world, but not a minute to waste.”

These were the words that began my day. I might have said “in the Universe” or “in Creation,” yet I think of what lies beyond this earthly experience as existing beyond time as we know it.

Then came the gentle direction:

Breathe, center, and listen.

Allow yourself to Be. Then write from that center.

I had been contemplating whether it was time to exit stage left, concentrate on my writing, and stop blogging. I asked within whether this was the path for me moving forward.

Over the past few years, I have shared my journey and experiences here so that others who are having doubts or feelings of unworthiness might recognize that they are not alone. My intention has never been to gather followers or suggest that my journey is the only way. It has been to share what I am discovering as we move through life together.

Sharing my truth and experiences has not always been easy. I have spoken before of what I call the “witch wound”—the fear of being seen, judged, or rejected for what I experience and express. It has taken courage to bring those parts of myself into the open. Yet that very sharing has become part of my healing, bringing greater clarity and a deeper alignment with my Presence.

Those who have read this blog for a while have seen me share choices that brought difficulty, as well as choices that opened the way to greater understanding. My experiences are unique to me, but something within them may help another person find their way through a struggle of their own.

Our choices influence how we experience the journey. They can help us recognize the resonance we hold and whether we feel aligned with the creative flow of Oneness. Each choice reflects where we are and what we are ready to explore in that moment.

We can choose again when a direction no longer serves us. Even then, the experience may have helped us learn, grow, or recognize a limitation we are ready to release.

I am learning to trust the timing of what unfolds while remaining attentive to my part in it. As I become clearer within myself, I may recognize an opportunity or understanding that I could not see before.

Healing, clarity, and resonance.

These are the deeper waters I have been exploring over the past couple of weeks. Earlier, I worked with grounding and Peace as the baseline. Patience, truth, and courage helped me stop striving and settle into the stillness where I could listen, align, and allow the flow.

Now I am seeing more clearly how that journey invites me to face the shadows and wounds that still ask for my attention. As I meet them with compassion, clarity becomes possible. Through that clarity, I experience a deeper resonance with my Presence and a greater openness to the flow.

Through it all, the remembrance remains:

We are always loved. We are always worthy. We belong within the Oneness, even when we cannot feel that connection.

Why do I return to certain thoughts again and again?

Because each time I meet a wound with understanding or release a limitation, a familiar truth can reveal another depth. The words may be the same, yet my capacity to understand and live them has changed. I share them again because someone else may also be ready to hear them differently.

Our wounds take different forms. One that many of us may recognize is the wound of abandonment. We may experience it as feeling alone, different, or somehow outside the circle of belonging. We may wonder whether something is wrong with us or whether we are worthy of love, care, and connection—with other people or with the Creator, however we understand that Presence.

In my spiritual understanding, this sense of separation relates to what I have called the veil of amnesia: the forgetting that accompanies our entry into earthly life. I see the journey of remembrance as an invitation to discover our creative power alongside the love and wisdom with which to use it.

Yet feeling separate does not mean we have ceased to belong.

The wounds we carry can cloud our recognition of that belonging. As we become ready to meet them, we may find greater clarity in our thoughts, emotions, our relationship with our bodies, and our spiritual understanding. We begin to experience greater harmony within ourselves and more freedom to Be.

This is a gentle unfolding. There is no need to judge ourselves for what still hurts or to force a release before we are ready. Our worthiness does not depend upon how much we have healed.

I am reminded of the petals of the Oversoul or Presence that I shared in the Gateway writings. We move along the spiral, stepping onto another petal, and sometimes arrive at a place much like a switchback on a mountain trail. From there, we can see both where we have been and something of the path ahead.

With this broader view, we may notice something on the trail below that asks for another look. We return to it with greater understanding and compassion before continuing onward. Revisiting something does not necessarily mean we have failed to heal it. We may now be able to meet it at a depth that was not available to us before.

So, I will continue sharing.

Perhaps something in my journey may still offer another person encouragement, recognition, or a moment of clarity. We are traveling together, seeing from different perspectives and moving at our own pace. This is not a competition.

I believe we each carry a teacher within. Still, it can help to hear another person say, “I have struggled here, too,” and share what they are beginning to understand.

Within someone else’s struggle, discovery, or moment of release, we may find a piece of the puzzle we have been seeking. And in sharing our own, we may offer that same gift.

Sometimes, knowing we are not alone gives us the courage to take the next step.

Witness and Allow

Today my deeper dive brings me to another aspect of embodiment with which I have been struggling: witnessing and allowing.

I imagine this is a challenge for many of us, especially at this time in human history. Even as I contemplate what to write, I feel the urge to speak firmly about things I hold as truth. Allowing others to hold and express their beliefs can be difficult when what I hear or see seems unjust or untrue.

On my personal pages, I have often felt compelled to share something in the hope of stirring people out of what I perceive as apathy or encouraging them to question a perspective. Yet I am beginning to look more closely at the place within me from which that impulse arises.

This morning, while listening to a program about the Templars, with whom I feel a deep spiritual connection, something became clearer.

In experiences I understand as memories of other lifetimes, I see myself speaking out against unjust authority, oppression, and inhumanity. In those memories, speaking carried a terrible price, sometimes involving betrayal by those I trusted.

For me, this connects with what is sometimes called the “witch wound”: the fear of persecution for being seen, speaking openly, or holding beliefs that others reject. The image reaches beyond witches to the pain of being punished for one’s voice or identity.

In this life, I have continued to protest, although more quietly. When I witness cruelty or persecution, it touches something deep within me.

Others may know this pain through experiences in their present lives. We do not need identical memories or beliefs to recognize the hurt of being silenced, or the courage it takes to speak.

I have long admired people such as Martin Luther King Jr., Mahatma Gandhi, Nelson Mandela, and so many others who stood against injustice. The question remains within me: If no one speaks or acts, how will anything change?

This morning, however, I felt reminded to consider the source of my own words and actions.

I felt called back to the path of Remembrance, alignment, and embodiment that I find in the teachings of Buddha and Yeshua: witnessing, allowing, and doing from a place of Being.

For me, this means allowing Presence to guide my response. It means recognizing when my protector is speaking through an old wound and gently making room for a deeper wisdom to be heard.

My protector is not wrong for wanting to prevent suffering. It has tried to keep me safe. But it does not have to carry the responsibility for awakening everyone or correcting every belief I encounter.

As I understand it, witnessing means being willing to see what is before me, including my own reactions. Allowing means respecting another person’s freedom to come to understanding in their own time. Neither requires me to approve of harm or abandon compassionate boundaries.

There can still be a clear no. There can still be words spoken, help offered, and action taken.

The invitation is to pause long enough to discern what is mine to do and what is driving me to do it.

When I am rooted in Presence, I understand the love and light of creation as a flame flowing through my Being. I hope that what I share may touch those who resonate with it and encourage them to recognize their own inner flame.

That recognition belongs to them. I cannot choose it on their behalf.

We can offer a perspective, ask a question, or live in a way that invites reflection. But another person’s remembrance must have room to arise through their own sovereignty.

And I, too, must remain willing to see where my understanding is incomplete.

As I wrote this morning, I began to understand more fully why I have felt drawn to step back from some of my posts about current events. I was noticing a distance between the peace I spoke of in my spiritual writing and the urgency behind some of my personal sharing.

The subject matter itself was not the whole issue. It was what was happening within me as I shared it. Was I offering something with clarity and care, or was I caught in the need to make someone else see?

I was reminded of a friend’s post about sharing different perspectives so that others could consider more than one side. A comment raised the question of contradiction. I did not read the entire exchange closely, and I cannot speak to what either person intended. Yet that word stayed with me and turned my attention inward.

Where was I asking others to live from their inner sovereignty while struggling to allow them that freedom myself?

Where was I speaking of Oneness while responding from an old place of hurt?

These questions were an invitation to bring my personality, my human feelings, and my Presence into a more loving relationship.

As I continued writing, the phrase “Physician, heal thyself” came to mind with a touch of gentle humor. I had begun with a topic to share and found myself being invited deeper into my own healing.

Perhaps this is only the beginning of what witnessing and allowing will teach me.

It is difficult to see inhumanity and remain steady. Sometimes love calls us to speak immediately or offer practical help. At other times, there is room to stop, breathe, enter the stillness, and listen before responding.

I am learning that I can care deeply without carrying every outcome. I can speak honestly while leaving room for another person’s understanding to unfold.

Words offered with love may still meet disagreement. An action guided by conscience may still be resisted. I cannot determine how others will receive me. I can take responsibility for the care, clarity, and intention I bring.

This is the practice before me now: to witness what is happening around me and within me, to allow space for understanding, and to let Presence guide what comes next.

I share this in the hope that it may offer companionship to someone experiencing the same inner turmoil. I am still learning how to live it, one response at a time.

Peace be with you.

Namaste.

Weaving the Chords of Presence

It always amazes me how clarity begins to emerge when I pay attention. Threads of what I have been hearing, feeling, and experiencing begin to weave together. When I remain open to possibilities, something arrives that helps me understand what I could not quite see before.

Yesterday, I shared a realization about my names. My spiritual names are meaningful parts of who I am, and I no longer wish to keep them in the shadows. Yet I also began to see that, in trying to protect the person who carries my birth name, I had kept a separation between my human identity and my spiritual expression. I was ready to allow them to belong together.

After I chose to write about this and began including my birth name in my writing, further understanding began to unfold. I could see how that separation had made it harder for me to feel fully grounded in the Presence I seek to embody. Embodiment is a process. Through the Digging Deeper and Gateways writings, I have been learning what it means to live the energies of Being in this human life.

My Protector had been trying to keep me safe. It told me that I did not need to share my name because keeping myself separate from the message would help people focus on the words. There is value in letting a message stand on its own. Yet, for me, that explanation had also become a place to hide. I could honor the message while acknowledging the person through whom it was being shared.

What I am coming to understand is that this particular life, this body, and this human identity belong within my spiritual expression. They are part of how I bring it into the world.

For some time, I have felt nudged toward becoming more visible. Writing and blogging are meaningful ways for me to serve, and I sense another possibility opening through video, through my voice, or through being physically present with others. I have been hesitant to take that step. Now I see that part of my preparation is becoming more comfortable being seen as the whole of who I am.

A few weeks ago, I felt guided to work with three energies at a time, allowing myself to understand and embody them. The first were courage, patience, and truth, with Peace as the foundation. Little did I know where they were leading.

Peace helps me find balance and harmony within myself. Patience reminds me that I do not need to rush to do everything at once. I can embrace what comes and allow room for divine timing. Truth invites me to acknowledge why I feel I am here: to embody my Presence and help others discover their own connection. Courage asks me to let that truth become visible in my life.

In my inner connection with Isis, I have felt a growing encouragement to explore sharing through voice and Presence. A spoken message carries cadence, warmth, pauses, and feeling. Sometimes we hear familiar words in a way that touches us differently, and something within us stirs. I feel drawn to explore what may open when I allow my voice to become part of my offering.

For this, I am learning to work lovingly with my Protector. It has a place in my life. I can appreciate its desire to keep me safe while inviting it to help me navigate unfamiliar territory with discernment and healthy boundaries. I can move at a pace I am ready for, supported by the love and light I experience through my Presence.

Even the story of the two brothers has become part of this unfolding. Its meaning for me reaches beyond sibling rivalry into the wounds we carry and the ways those wounds shape our relationships. As I wrote about the brothers, I began to recognize more of my own reluctance to be seen. I associate some of that fear with impressions I understand as past-life memories of persecution, including being burned at the stake as a Druid. Whatever another person’s understanding of such experiences may be, the fear I am meeting in myself deserves compassion.

I share this while I am still in the process. We will not all have the same experiences or feel called to the same service. Yet something in one person’s story may help another recognize what is unfolding within their own life. We do not have to finish the journey before we can share honestly about where we are.

Another thread appeared last night. During a body reading, a friend described what she called a “stagnation binding” around my solar plexus and sacral chakra areas. I received this as a spiritual interpretation of a sense of holding and survival, rather than a medical explanation for my physical concerns. It gave me another way to reflect on the difficulty I have been experiencing with focus, writing, and the changes unfolding within me.

She suggested placing my hand over that area and spending at least three minutes breathing gently while imagining light flowing into it, then moving into writing. The suggestion resonated with a grounding practice I had already felt drawn to: one hand on my heart, the other on my belly, imagining a flow from the Earth below and the light above, moving between the two in an infinity pattern. I had also received a similar image in my reflections on the two brothers, as a way of balancing the energies of two separate or seemingly opposing focus. To place one in front of my heart and one behind my heart and breath the light through the heart and around them in an infinity flow.

Please always feel free to share any thoughts or insights you might have or email them to me if you prefer at : oracleofdivinegrace@gmail.com

WHO AM I?

I am your sister in the family of Oneness.

I am a spark of Creation.

I have carried many names through what I experience as many timelines and many expressions of Being.

I have suffered.

And I have known Peace and Joy beyond the limitations of ordinary perspective.

I have fought in wars…

and I have walked for Peace.

I have known loneliness, abandonment, and sorrow.

I have also belonged to families who worked together…

laughed together…

and sang with joy.

I have created.

I have destroyed.

I have stumbled.

I have risen.

And through every experience, I have learned.

Wisdom has grown from the living of it all.

For much of my life, I followed paths that systems and others told me were proper.

I honor those paths.

They, too, taught me.

But now…

I walk in Truth and sovereign authority.

I honor and recognize the teachers and Beings of Light whom I experience as having walked before me.

I am grateful for every hand that seemed to reach toward me when I stumbled…

every lantern that illuminated enough of the path for me to take another step…

every presence that reminded me I was not walking alone.

But I no longer wait for another to tell me who I AM.

I AM HERE.

I walk in Peace.

I walk steadily.

I no longer need to race toward embodiment as though there were somewhere else I must arrive.

One step.

Then another.

I belong.

I am welcomed.

Like the prodigal daughter returning home, I finally allow myself to take my place at the banquet table.

I am enough.

I do not need to be perfect.

I need only remain present…

steady…

and true.

I have always been enough.

Now I remember.

There is all the time in Infinite Creation…

and not another moment needs to be surrendered to regret, guilt, or anything that keeps me from the freedom of Being.

And perhaps, dear traveler, if you have been walking beside me for a while, there is something I would ask you to remember as well.

You are loved.

Not when you become perfect.

Not when you finally get everything right.

Now.

You are loved.

You are enough.

Whatever your spiritual language, whatever path has brought you here, perhaps those you regard as teachers, guides, or sacred companions are not standing at the end of the road asking you to prove yourself worthy.

Perhaps they are holding lanterns.

Perhaps they are illuminating the path just enough for you to recognize something that has been true all along.

You already belong.

The light may show you the way…

but the steps are yours.

And perhaps coming home is not about finally reaching some distant place.

Perhaps it is the moment you stop standing outside…

and remember:

I AM HERE.

— Mareya Shimayah Elohim

RESONANT PERCEPTION

Woman in glowing sphere overlooking a flower-filled village valley
A woman surrounded by glowing light stands among butterflies above a peaceful mountain village.

There is a familiar saying:

“We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them.”

Over the last few days, I have repeatedly heard the word clarity—clarity of thought, clarity of emotion, and clarity within the energy of the body.

It seems that my journey into Peace and Stillness has opened the way for greater clarity to arise. It is the clarity of Stillness and Oneness that emerges from within when I allow myself to flow from Love.

As I sat within the stillness, I was shown an image of the Cosmic Egg, an ancient symbol representing the womb of Creation from which all life emerges. As I watched, the image transformed into the energetic field surrounding my body—a golden-white egg flowing outward from my heart.

I saw it open in what I understood to be Divine Timing, when the resonance around me aligned with the resonance flowing from within my heart.

A beautiful woman appeared. I felt that she represented my Presence.

She said:

“What is yours can never be taken from you.

“It may be altered by your thoughts, energies, and actions, but it remains yours.

“You create it as you align with the Oneness.

“There is no need for the ego or the Protector to push or rush the timing.

“Allow the flow, or you may alter the manifestation from the perfection it offers.”

She disappeared, and I saw a butterfly attempting to emerge from its cocoon.

A person observing the butterfly felt compassion for its struggle. Wanting to help, they used their fingers to widen the opening of the cocoon. Yet when the butterfly emerged, its wings remained cramped and undeveloped. It was unable to fly.

What the person did not understand was that the butterfly’s struggle to emerge was necessary. The effort of moving through the narrow opening strengthened its wings and prepared them for flight.

I had heard this story before, but now I was being shown a deeper meaning.

When I witness another person moving through a difficult experience, my rational mind and ego cannot always understand the lesson their life may be offering them. If I interfere without being asked, I may not only take away part of that lesson; I may also take away their opportunity to choose how they will respond. It is often through making that choice that they discover their own strength.

Helping another might temporarily make my ego feel important or needed. I may even expect gratitude, whether I recognize that expectation or not. Yet my help could unintentionally create obligation, interfere with another person’s freedom, or impose the outcome I believe is best.

I was then shown a young person who saw a butterfly resting upon a flower. Fascinated by its beauty, they grasped it between their fingers. They did not intend to cause harm, but they did not understand how delicate the butterfly was. Its legs and wings were damaged, leaving it unable to fly or gather the nectar it needed to survive.

The same beautiful woman appeared and said:

“It is through the heart aligned with Oneness that one begins to see clearly—not from the limited perspective formed by the outer world, but from the Infinite Perspective.”

This does not mean we should never help another. It means we must become still enough to discern the difference between compassionate assistance and interference.

Are we responding from Love and inner guidance, or from discomfort because we cannot bear to witness another person’s struggle?

Are we supporting their sovereignty, or attempting to control their path?

As I shared yesterday, my husband and I have both noticed a shift in our perspective concerning the chaos in the world.

I can now look at much of the chaos from a place of Peace.

When I witness what I perceive to be injustice, I no longer allow the stress of it to immediately pull me from my center. I remember that I am viewing the situation through my own perception. I cannot control everything occurring around me, but I can choose how I perceive it, how I respond to it, and what kind of future I desire to help create.

I ask myself, “Why?”

Why am I being shown this?

What is it awakening or revealing within me?

What am I being invited to choose?

The Being of Light appeared again and motioned for me to follow her.

We entered a small community where people worked together in gardens. Children sat outside studying in groups or playing with animals. The homes blended naturally into the surrounding environment. There were small stores, farmers’ markets, and people offering goods they had created with their own hands.

The energy was peaceful, joyful, and caring.

The Being said:

“This is what those in 3D refer to as 5D.”

I began to understand more clearly the idea of a fifth-dimensional reality—or what some might call Heaven on Earth.

It was not that this particular community represented a mandated vision of what 5D must look like for everyone. It was showing me what I personally desired the future I wished to experience to feel like.

As I align more clearly with my Presence, my resonant energy rises. The Universe responds to the resonance I embody. That resonance will draw me toward—and draw toward me—the people, places, experiences, and possibilities that reflect the highest life I am presently able to imagine and receive.

As more people embody a similar resonance of Peace, we will naturally be drawn together.

I can now look upon the chaos and say:

“That may be your choice, but it is not mine.”

I do not need to condemn the choices of others, nor do I need to participate in them.

Neither do I need to hold tightly to one specific image of the future, including the community I was shown. Instead, I can hold the essence of what I desire: a peaceful, safe, joyful, and environmentally balanced world founded upon compassion and caring.

I can allow its timing and form to unfold as I become ready to receive it and as the Universe brings the necessary resonances into alignment.

I can govern my own energy and resonance. I cannot govern the resonance of another, nor would I wish to do so.

I understand now why Peace is so important. Love, Peace, and Grace form the foundation of the reality I wish to experience.

The more deeply I feel these qualities within my heart and embody them in my life, the more they expand into the environment around me and flow outward through the Hope Corridor. As I move within these energies, my physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual bodies come into greater alignment.

As I resonate more strongly with this higher way of being, the chaos of the outer world loses its power to pull me away from my center.

This transformation does not require someone to arrive and take me somewhere else. It does not depend upon escaping the world, suddenly jumping timelines, or the world being destroyed.

It unfolds through resonance with Oneness.

A final energy emerged for me within this journey of embodiment: forgiveness.

Forgiveness is not only about forgiving others for what we believe they have done to us, to those we love, or to the world. That part has become easier for me because I no longer choose to live in the past or carry it endlessly into the present and future.

For me, forgiveness is now about forgiving myself for choices, words, and actions that were not always perfect, pure, or aligned.

It means releasing the guilt I have carried concerning my life and my choices.

It means removing the shackles I placed upon myself and embracing the beauty and power of my own integrity, honor, and sovereignty. It means reclaiming my inner authority rather than continuing to live by the rules, goals, and visions of others merely to avoid punishment, rejection, ostracism, or even death.

Some of these wounds feel as though they have been carried from other timelines. Others may have traveled through my ancestral line. Whatever their origin, I no longer need to allow them to govern my life.

The manipulations of systems rooted in chaos now seem outdated to me. I can see them more clearly without giving them authority over my inner world.

I no longer feel guilty for establishing compassionate boundaries.

I do not set boundaries to reject another. I set them to love and heal myself so that, when it is appropriate, I have more wisdom, compassion, and strength to share.

Then it is not my ego attempting to change another. It is the natural flow of Light, Love, and Grace moving through me, perhaps touching something within them that is ready to awaken.

Giving and receiving are also part of this balance.

I have often found it easier to give than to receive. Receiving can make me uncomfortable. I now understand that this pattern is connected to the Protector energy I once needed and learned to embody.

When I continually gave but refused to receive, I was unconsciously telling myself:

“I am not worthy of receiving.”

In doing so, I restricted the natural flow of the Universe.

Refusing to receive may also take something away from the person who desires to give. It denies them the meaningful experience of offering their love, energy, assistance, or appreciation.

Giving and receiving are not opposites. They are two movements within the same sacred flow. Balance and harmony arise as the energy moves freely in both directions.

I was guided to raise my arms with my palms facing the sky and say:

“I AM open to receiving the gifts of the Universe.

“I release false ego.

“I AM open to receive with joy.”

I then brought my palms to my heart and solar plexus and said:

“I receive the energy of the Earth and the bounty of the Universe in balance and harmony.

“I open myself to greater wisdom and Infinite Abundance within my life.”

Today, I ask myself:

Where do I need to forgive myself?

Do I truly believe I am worthy of receiving?

Where do I need to establish compassionate boundaries?

What continues to pull me away from my center of Peace?

Perhaps these questions will also help you look more gently and clearly upon your own journey and experiences.

We are not being asked to force the future into existence.

We are being invited to become resonant with the future we wish to experience.

I AM Mareya Shimayah Elohim

The Times in Which We Live

Peace and the Protector

I awoke this morning from a dream in which I was gathering things together, trying to put everything into a safe place and make certain everything was orderly.

Then my birth father appeared wearing a police uniform.

He looked at me and simply said:

“Be at Peace. I protect you.”

When I awoke, I knew the message went beyond my father himself. He had appeared because, throughout my life, he had represented protection to me.

Until the day he passed, I always knew my father had my back.

No matter where I was or what was happening, I knew I could call him. He would guide me, help me, and, if necessary, come and get me.

That knowing gave me courage.

My father taught my mother, my sister, and me that we could accomplish whatever we truly set our minds to. He modeled strength without needing to live in fear. He was peaceful—or knew how to return quickly to peace—and from that place he could face whatever arose with wisdom, compassion, calmness, and strength.

There were even times when life seemed to place him nearby just when I was making a major transition.

When I moved to North Carolina, I unexpectedly discovered that he had temporarily been assigned within a few hours of me. Later, when I was called to California without first telling my parents, I discovered that he had also been sent to California.

Then, shortly after I became engaged to my husband, my father was offered work back in Michigan, near their hometown.

Something within me felt that his role as my protector was changing.

My husband would now walk beside me.

Within a few years, my father became ill and passed quickly.

And something within me changed.

I became the protector.

The strong one.

The one who watched.

The one who anticipated.

The one who tried to make certain everyone and everything would be all right.

I have carried that role for thirty-four years.

Until now.

Peace and the Protector

Recently I have been exploring the understanding that Peace is the Baseline.

I am beginning to see why my inner Protector became so important in this journey.

The Protector did not need to disappear.

It needed a new role.

Instead of constantly standing guard, anticipating everything that could go wrong, the Protector could become an ally—aware of the physical world, attentive to what required action, but no longer responsible for carrying everyone or preventing every possible difficulty.

I could allow Presence to lead.

And the Protector could simply walk beside me.

That understanding became especially meaningful over the last few days.

My husband and I had been noticing how much turmoil seems to surround us—natural disasters, accidents, fires, mechanical failures, personal challenges, and the ordinary disruptions that can suddenly turn a peaceful day upside down.

I noticed something similar while talking with several of my longtime clients. After our business was finished, we spoke, as friends often do, about what was happening in our lives.

Again and again I heard variations of the same story.

Things were breaking.

Things were being lost.

Unexpected problems were arising.

People and circumstances were pulling at their peace.

Yet my husband and I had also been experiencing challenges, and something was different.

We were learning to meet them without allowing each event to carry us into chaos.

Not because difficult things stopped happening.

But because we were beginning to understand that we could choose how we met them.

Then came my dream.

I saw myself gathering everything, trying once again to make everything safe.

And my father appeared.

“Be at Peace. I protect you.”

When I awoke, the meaning became clearer.

The voice of the protector I had associated with my father had become, for me, the voice of Presence within.

I no longer needed to spend my life trying to protect everyone.

I could be aware.

I could respond when action was needed.

I could care deeply.

But I could also release what was not mine to carry.

For me, this is what it means to walk with Presence.

You may call it God, Presence, Universal Mind, Divine Consciousness, Oneness, or another name that speaks to your heart. The terminology is not what matters.

What matters is what happens when we return to the stillness within ourselves.

In Peace, we can listen before reacting.

In Peace, we can recognize what requires our action and what requires our release.

In Peace, we can remain compassionate without assuming responsibility for everything around us.

And from Peace, we can choose our next step.

This reminded me again of the monks and their Walk for Peace.

They did not walk because they believed they could personally remove every conflict from the world.

They simply walked in Peace.

And as they walked, others felt it.

Perhaps that is one of the quiet gifts we offer one another.

Not fixing another person’s life.

Not carrying their burdens.

Not convincing them to believe as we believe.

Simply living from enough peace that another person remembers peace is possible.

Peace Is How We Meet the Moment

Walking in Peace does not mean challenges will never come.

It does not mean nothing painful, unexpected, or difficult will happen.

It means we develop a place within ourselves from which we can meet what comes.

We can pause.

We can breathe.

We can witness what is happening without immediately becoming what is happening.

Then we can respond with greater balance, wisdom, and clarity.

We learn to deal with what is before us now, rather than carrying every imagined possibility of tomorrow.

We remember:

This too shall pass.

And perhaps this is one of the greatest protections Peace offers us.

Not protection from living.

Protection from losing ourselves within everything that happens while we are living.

As I finished writing this message, words attributed to Archangel Michael arose within my contemplation:

“Above all else, guard your heart, for all that you are and do flows from it. Be at Peace and in the Stillness.”

Today I understand those words differently.

Guarding the heart does not mean closing it.

It means tending the inner place from which we meet the world.

Keeping it open.

Keeping it compassionate.

Returning it, again and again, to Peace.

We cannot control every event that may arise in the times in which we live.

We cannot carry every person.

We cannot know every future possibility.

But we can choose how we meet this moment.

And perhaps that is enough.

Be at Peace.

Walk in Peace.

Let Peace be the baseline from which you meet the times in which we live.

Grounding and Expanding

Tree and sign reading “RISE WITH THE SUN” beside a sunrise lake
A weathered sign reading “RISE WITH THE SUN” stands beside a lakeside tree at sunrise.

Resonance Is the Key

As I have been spending more time experiencing Peace as the baseline, life has apparently decided to give me plenty of opportunities to practice it.

First there were the kitties.

Then the cars.

Then clients began having unexpected problems and emergencies.

One thing seemed to arrive immediately after another until even my husband finally looked at me and asked:

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?”

I had to smile because the answer came almost immediately.

Nothing needed to be solved all at once.

We simply needed to meet each situation as it arrived.

One thing.

One moment.

One response.

Then the next.

Instead of allowing everything to become one enormous problem, each event could be met individually with as much Grace and Peace as we could bring to that moment.

Perhaps this too is part of learning to live with Peace as the baseline.

Peace does not necessarily mean that life becomes peaceful around us.

It means we learn to remain centered while life continues being life.

Tending the Garden

At the same time, I had been feeling somewhat scattered.

Disconnected?

Distracted?

I wasn’t quite sure what it was.

When I awakened this morning, however, I felt strongly that I needed to ground, align, and reconnect with the energetic work that has long been part of my spiritual practice.

I realized that I had not been regularly checking in with what I call the Hope Corridor, the nodes, grids, and ley lines with which I feel connected.

So I became quiet.

I grounded.

I established the energetic practices I use around myself and my home node.

Almost immediately I felt a deeper connection and Peace return to my Being.

And I heard:

You needed to tend your garden.

I understood.

For me, tending the garden includes tending my own inner landscape, but it also includes the spiritual relationship I experience with the Earth.

Others may understand this differently, and that is perfectly all right.

The deeper principle is universal.

We must tend what has been entrusted to us.

A garden left unattended eventually becomes overgrown.

So can our inner world.

So can our spiritual practices.

So can the relationships and purposes that matter deeply to us.

Sometimes feeling scattered does not mean something is terribly wrong.

Sometimes we simply need to return to the garden.

And Then Came Rapa Nui

Something interesting often happens after I become quiet and reconnect.

Rather than deliberately searching for something, something seems to find me.

That happened again today.

After my morning practice, I began my ordinary day and was unexpectedly drawn to a video about Easter Island—Rapa Nui.

I have felt a strong connection with this island for decades without completely understanding why.

The video explored an unconventional interpretation of the great statues of Rapa Nui. Using information gathered from existing research and examining it with AI, the creator proposed that aspects of the statues—their locations, heights, orientations, and even some of their features—might have carried information connected with Polynesian navigation, community, ceremony, and relationships across the Pacific.

It also offered interpretations of the roads, stones, and ceremonial practices surrounding the statues that differed from some of the explanations I had encountered previously.

I cannot tell you whether these theories will ultimately prove archaeologically correct.

That was not what mattered most to me.

Something underneath the information caught my attention.

One word kept arising:

RESONANCE.

Suddenly I understood why the video had appeared after my morning experience.

Whether or not every theory presented proves historically accurate, it awakened something important within me.

People connected through resonance.

Places connected through resonance.

Sound connected through resonance.

Community connected through resonance.

And perhaps remembrance does too.

Resonance Is the Key

I began thinking about how often resonance has guided my own life.

For many years I sought answers.

I searched.

I studied.

I questioned.

I followed one thread and then another.

And seeking served me well.

Seeking brought remembrance.

Remembrance brought alignment.

Alignment brought embodiment.

And embodiment has gradually brought me to the realization that I no longer need to seek in the way I once did.

That doesn’t mean I stop learning.

It means I have stopped believing that I must chase the next revelation.

There is a difference.

I am learning to become still enough to recognize what resonates when it arrives.

The next book.

The next conversation.

The next memory.

The next person.

The next experience.

The next unexpected video.

Whatever is needed seems to appear when I am quiet enough to notice it.

Perhaps it always did.

The difference is that now I am consciously participating.

From Seeking to Allowing

Why has this changed?

I think because there is more Peace in my life.

And with Peace has come patience.

I don’t feel the same urgency to force understanding.

I can witness.

I can wait.

I can allow.

And when something resonates deeply, I can explore it without immediately needing to control where it leads.

That may be one of the greatest changes occurring within me.

For much of my journey I went searching for the Light.

Now I am discovering that when I remain grounded in Presence, what I need often finds its way to me.

This is not passivity.

It is participation without control.

I still choose.

I still act.

I still discern.

But I no longer need to pull the flower open to see what is inside.

I can tend the garden…

and allow it to bloom.

Perhaps this is another meaning of Peace as the baseline.

Life will continue presenting challenges.

Some will reveal places within me that still need polishing.

Some will ask me to act.

Some will ask me to wait.

Some will simply ask me to witness.

Each becomes part of refining the rough edges until more of the diamond of Being can shine through.

And so today I return to something very simple:

Ground.

Tend the garden.

Remain in Peace.

Notice what resonates.

Allow the next step to reveal itself.

Because I am discovering that expansion does not always require reaching farther.

Sometimes…

we expand by becoming more deeply rooted.

And perhaps that is how we finally learn to be both:

Grounded upon the Earth
and open to the Infinite.

Another understanding has already begun arising from this—an old story of two brothers, and what it may reveal about ego, alignment, separation, and Presence.

But that is a story for another day.