Tag: mental-health

Sovereignty, Freedom and the Greater Good

Today, I am taking a deeper look at sovereignty and what it means to embody it in our lives.

Many associate sovereignty with a ruler—a king or queen exercising authority over a people, country or territory. Yet the sovereignty I am exploring begins within: recognizing ourselves as an expression of the Oneness and allowing the inner Presence of our Being to guide how we live.

This invites us to discern what we accept, what we support and what we choose to express. We can listen to others, learn from their perspectives and participate in society while remaining responsible for our own choices.

Living in sovereignty asks us to consider the well-being of the whole. Our words and actions reach beyond ourselves. The freedom we claim for our own lives must also leave room for the dignity, freedom and well-being of others.

With sovereignty comes responsibility.

A leader may exercise authority in service to the greater good or use it to satisfy a desire for power and control. We face a similar choice within ourselves. What is guiding us: the wisdom of our Presence, or the part of us that fears losing control, needs to be right or seeks to impose its will?

This is a question to approach with honesty and compassion. We all have wounds, fears and protective patterns. Becoming aware of them gives us an opportunity to choose more consciously.

Sovereignty also asks us to bring discernment to the rules and systems under which we live. Laws intended to protect people and support our shared well-being deserve thoughtful consideration. When a law or practice causes harm, we are called to examine it rather than surrender our conscience to authority. Our response asks for care, an understanding of the consequences and responsibility for the actions we take.

As we witness events unfolding, we will encounter choices about when to speak, when to listen, when to act and when to pause. Inner peace can help us meet these choices with greater clarity.

Witnessing from that peace can include standing beside someone who is being mistreated, setting a compassionate boundary or working with others to change a harmful condition. We can act firmly while remembering the humanity of those with whom we disagree.

The greater good includes ALL LIFE: humanity, our animal kin, the waters, the land and the living world that sustains us. Our sovereignty exists within this relationship. We belong to a whole whose well-being is inseparable from our own.

The less clear we feel within ourselves, the easier it may be to mistake reaction for guidance or to allow the strongest voice around us to determine our direction. A moment of stillness can help us ask:

Am I responding from fear, anger or a need to control? What would love, wisdom and responsibility ask of me here?

We may not receive an immediate answer. Sometimes sovereignty means allowing ourselves time to listen, gather information and reconsider what we thought we knew.

We shape the world through the way we live, yet none of us lives entirely alone. Balance and harmony require participation: mutual respect, honest discussion, cooperation and a willingness to recognize that another person may see something we have overlooked.

Unity leaves room for difference. We can remain rooted in our deepest values while finding common ground about how to live together. Compromise may serve that purpose when it preserves dignity and does not ask anyone to accept harm as the price of belonging.

I understand the future as something that continues to unfold through our choices. Some choices bring small shifts in our personal lives. Others, joined with the choices of many people, help change the direction of a community or society.

A more peaceful world requires us to practice the qualities we hope to see within it. We begin in our homes, our conversations, our relationships and the ways we respond to those whose lives differ from our own.

Even a sincere desire for freedom deserves ongoing self-examination. We can leave behind an oppressive situation and still carry habits of control into what we create next. This asks us to remain awake to whether the freedom we seek for ourselves is also the freedom we extend to others.

We are at a point of choice, personally and collectively.

Perhaps the deeper question is: How will I use my freedom in service to life?

Each day offers an opportunity to answer through the way we listen, the boundaries we honor, the care we offer and the responsibility we accept.

For the highest benefit of all, may we walk in personal sovereignty with grace, discernment and love—honoring our own Presence while recognizing the same sacred worth in one another.

A TALE OF TWO BROTHERS

I wanted to share a little about my current project. It first came forward some time ago, and although I have mentioned it before, I am now taking a deeper dive as I write.

Originally, I thought it would be a regular blog post. I had touched upon working with these energies in an earlier writing, but as I began exploring the subject, the post grew into a booklet—far too long for a blog. Now, as I continue, even more seems to want to come forward, and it may become a book.

I felt that this needed to be written before the Gateway book. At first, I was not sure why. Perhaps it was meant to help me hone my writing skills. Yet as I began preparing this blog, I came to understand something more: for me, this book is also the healing of a wound. I feel it may help others heal wounds of their own—wounds from this lifetime, other timelines, and perhaps even those carried through the ancestral line.

I realize the project could just as easily be called A Tale of Two Sisters, or perhaps A Family Tale of Sibling Rivalry.

In many families, rivalry or competition emerges between siblings and asks to be healed. When we heal the pattern within ourselves, we free ourselves from continuing to carry it. We may also change how the pattern lives within our relationships and what is passed forward to future generations. Sometimes the roots run deep, weaving their way through a family for generations.

The Christian Bible contains passages referring to the effects of wrongdoing reaching into the third and fourth generations. As I reflected upon this, I heard within: Think of the chakras. The first three chakras relate to survival, creation, and personal power. The fourth is the heart—the place where transformation begins. From there, we learn to speak anew, to see and hear anew, and to free ourselves from old limitations.

I sense there are more correlations of this kind waiting to be revealed as I dig deeper.

I look forward to what will unfold. I feel there may be something within this tale that can help humanity, as a whole, become free to move into a New World of Unity, Peace, and Grace.

I AM Mareya Shimayah Elohim

Reflection on My Path

I was thinking that perhaps I did not have anything left to share with others, and that maybe it was time to take a break from blogging.

I know my blogging has already been irregular, but life itself is irregular. It moves, shifts, pauses, and begins again.

Then, as I sat quietly, I was shown something.

My blogging began several years ago as a simple sharing of my thoughts and what I was learning as I sought and explored spiritual truth. I was not trying to teach or convince others of my truth. I was simply sharing what I was discovering, in case it mattered or helped another along their own path.

As I explored and shared, my path began to shift.

It moved from seeking wisdom and truth in books, or from sources outside of myself, into Remembering. What I learned inspired me, but it also began to open the doorway to inner truth.

In that remembering, the Spiral of Return emerged, and the Higher Heart to Oneness opened.

As I began to step upon the stairs of the spiral, it carried me to the bridges. For me, the bridges were the energies of Being, the living links between the physical and the spiritual. As I began to cross these bridges one at a time, each one eventually led to a gateway.

Each gateway was an opening into the spiritual nature of these energies of Being. It called me to align them more fully by releasing what had kept them limited within the physical realm. Once I passed through a gateway, I was then called to dig deeper.

To dig deeper meant learning to live these truths as more than concepts. It meant allowing them to become part of my daily life, aligned and guided in Oneness with the Presence of my Being. This is the space I am currently within, and it is what I have been sharing.

I needed this moment of reflection to see how the path has spiraled.

When I first stepped upon the Metatronic Spiral of Return, I was shown that within the spiral were the Petals of the Oversoul.

What I am now experiencing within the Deeper Dive are those Petals of the Oversoul: the deeper embodiment and experience of the Essences of Creation and Beingness.

The names are not different from when the journey began: truth, peace, love, compassion, wisdom. Yet my understanding and experience of them have changed and deepened. No longer do the values and expectations of society guide or determine my choices and actions. Instead, I am learning to be guided by the deeper freedom of Unity.

So, will I stop blogging?

Probably not. However, as my life shifts and new inspiration appears, my sharing may continue to be irregular.

I want to thank those who have been with me this far on the journey. I hope that what I share may help another in their own experience. I try to be truthful about what I experience and understand, while also recognizing that truth and understanding change and evolve as we clear, grow, and embody more of who we are.

So, if you look back at my beginning posts and compare them to where I am now, you may see vast differences. Yet it is in the willingness to let go of being locked into one particular truth or path that we allow the flow to guide us toward the highest possible expression for us.

Thank you for reading.

I AM Mareya Shimayah Elohim

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

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.

Quan Yin: Embodying Peace and Presence

Hiker walking coastal cliff path beside sign reading “Peace is not the absence of conflict, but the presence of love.”
A hiker follows a flower-lined coastal path beneath a sign celebrating peace and love.

Dear Ones,

It is not always easy to embody Peace and Presence.

It requires mindfulness—an awareness of your thoughts, your words, your actions, and the world around you.

But do not turn mindfulness into another burden. You do not need to worry about whether you are “doing Peace correctly.”

Simply choose Peace.

With each conscious choice, it becomes more natural.

You need not seek Peace outside yourself. You become peaceful within yourself.

This requires releasing the need to control and allowing love, compassion, awareness, and Presence to flow through you. Let Peace become your intention, and allow everything else to arise within that flow.

Perhaps this seems too simple.

Yet as you continue choosing Peace, you will discover that it gradually becomes a natural state of Being.

Peace Is Not Controlling the Outcome

Peace allows events to unfold without immediately becoming attached to what you believe their outcome must be.

Watch what is happening.

What do you see?

What is being revealed?

Life will sometimes challenge your ability to remain centered. When this happens, return your attention to the balance within.

Before speaking or acting, ask yourself:

If I speak or act now, will I contribute to an outcome that benefits the whole—or will I simply add to the confusion and conflict?

Ask also:

Am I responding from inner guidance, or am I trying to make another person accept my truth?

There is a difference between action arising from wisdom and action arising from the need to control.

If you witness someone being physically, mentally, or emotionally harmed, Peace does not require you to silently stand by.

Stop.

Breathe.

Enter the stillness for whatever moment is available to you.

Ask what is needed.

Is immediate action necessary, and are you safely capable of providing it?

If not, can you call someone qualified to help or alert others nearby who can intervene?

Peace and compassionate action are not opposites.

Sometimes Peace walks away.

Sometimes Peace remains silent.

And sometimes Peace stands firmly and says:

This must stop.

The wisdom is learning to recognize which response belongs to you.

Peace Is Respect

Peace honors another person’s right to hold beliefs different from your own.

This does not mean declaring every belief to be equally wise or true. It simply recognizes another person’s freedom to understand life from where they presently stand.

You need not surrender your truth in order to honor another person’s journey.

Peace Is Integrity

Integrity means living what you say you believe.

Truth becomes powerful not merely because you speak it, but because you embody it.

Let your life demonstrate your understanding.

Peace Is Patience

There are things you cannot hurry.

There are understandings another person must reach for themselves.

There are circumstances whose meaning becomes clear only with time.

Peace allows you to follow your inner guidance without demanding that the Universe unfold according to your preferred timetable.

Peace Is Wisdom

Wisdom eventually teaches us that we cannot control everything outside ourselves.

We can, however, choose how we meet what arises.

Sometimes the highest response is action.

Sometimes it is stillness.

Sometimes it is simply allowing another person to walk their own path.

Peace Is Understanding

Learn to recognize what is yours to carry and what you are being asked to release.

Not every burden belongs upon your shoulders.

Not every problem is yours to solve.

Not every person is yours to rescue.

There is freedom in finally understanding:

This is mine to do.

And equally:

This is mine to release.

Peace Is Beauty

Look around you.

Notice Presence within life.

See it in another human being.

See it in the animal beside you, the bird overhead, the flower opening, and the tree standing quietly upon the Earth.

Take time to appreciate the beauty surrounding you.

When you truly notice life, you begin remembering your relationship with all that lives.

Peace Is Grounding

You have seen monks walking for Peace, placing one conscious foot upon the Earth after another.

There is wisdom in this simple act.

Walk consciously.

Feel the Earth beneath you.

Breathe.

Be here.

As you connect inwardly with your Presence while remaining firmly grounded within earthly life, you become a bridge between what you understand spiritually and how you actually live.

This is how spiritual understanding becomes embodied.

Peace Is Balance and Harmony

Balance and Harmony walk hand in hand.

Together they create the inner alignment through which Oneness may flow.

Balance does not mean you will never be disturbed.

It means you learn how to return to your center when you are.

Peace Is Love, Compassion, and Caring

Remember that every person you meet is walking a path you cannot completely know.

You do not know all they have experienced.

You do not know the wounds they carry.

You do not know the lessons their life is presently revealing.

Compassion remembers this.

We have all walked difficult paths through our exploration of life.

Sometimes the greatest kindness is simply allowing another person their journey and offering help when it is truly needed.

Peace Is Compassionate Boundaries

Compassion does not require you to carry another person’s life for them.

There is a difference between helping someone and taking away their opportunity to discover their own strength.

Compassionate boundaries honor both.

They say:

I love you, and I honor your path.

I love myself, and I honor mine.

Boundaries need not be harsh.

Speak with kindness whenever possible.

When kindness cannot be received, you may simply step away.

You can leave without hatred.

You can disagree without cruelty.

You can protect yourself without abandoning compassion.

This too is Peace.

When You Lose Your Peace

Dear Ones, when you notice that you have lost your balance, do not judge yourself.

Simply stop.

Breathe.

Return within to the stillness.

Ask to see clearly.

Ask to hear clearly.

Ask to feel clearly.

Allow Peace and Balance to return.

Then listen for the quiet guidance within you.

Take the next step.

And continue your journey.

Peace is not the destination waiting for you at the end of the path.

Peace is the way you choose to walk it.

With Love and Compassion,

I AM Quan Yin

Appreciation and Recognition to the Masculine Gender

I appreciate all of the people who read my blog, and today I especially want to thank and recognize those who identify with the masculine gender. Because I write from my own experience as a woman, my stories naturally come through that perspective. Yet I hope, and truly feel, that the heart of what I share can be appreciated and understood by all.

Recently I have been writing about the energies of the Divine Feminine, because the qualities these energies bring into creation are so deeply needed at this time. Compassion, receptivity, nurturing, intuition, and heart-centered wisdom help balance the dominant and controlling energies that have shaped life on Earth for many millennia.

This is not about replacing one imbalance with another. Each of us carries both masculine and feminine qualities within us, and each of these energies can be expressed in a fallen or a divine way. What we place our attention upon, nourish, and choose to embody is what begins to manifest in our lives and direct our experience.

I was fortunate growing up to have many adult male family members who represented the qualities of the Divine Masculine. Because of this, I felt comfortable with masculine energy from an early age. Many of the guides with whom I connected inwardly were also masculine, and I found it natural to communicate and work with men.

I realize now that part of this helped me embody qualities I needed: strength, courage, intent, focus, and forward movement. These qualities are present within the feminine as well, but often they are expressed through a more nurturing and receptive current. At times, I leaned so strongly into forward movement that I would act on an idea before giving it enough time to be nurtured. Later, when I moved more deeply into the Divine Feminine, I found myself nurturing the idea but not always moving it forward. I had to learn balance between the two.

We all have to find that balance within ourselves.

The lack of nurturing, compassionate, caring energy has allowed much imbalance in the world. The answer is not to replace the masculine with the feminine, or the feminine with the masculine. The answer is to allow the two to come into harmony within us.

The separation of roles in everyday life is one reflection of this. My husband, Mike, and I are both fairly balanced in this way. In the beginning of our marriage, he felt a need to take care of me because that was the example of relationship he had seen from his parents. His father had always cared for his mother because of her health challenges. It was difficult for Mike at first to realize that I had grown up independent and did not need someone to take care of me. I simply needed someone to stand with me as a partner.

Once we were able to bring this into perspective, we discovered that we did not need gender-specific roles to define our life together.

Yes, he looks after the cars because he loves cars, while to me they are simply a means of transportation. I cooked for the first twenty years of our marriage, and now he does most of the cooking. I would not mind if I never cooked again. It is not that I did not enjoy it then; it simply no longer holds my interest, and he loves experimenting in the kitchen.

When he was no longer able to work outside the home, he began taking care of the house while I continued working. He is limited in what he can do outside, and I love nature, so I do much of the outdoor work. He likes grocery shopping, while I would be perfectly content never entering another store again and ordering what I need online. He loves to drive, and he drives me to see all of my clients.

He is not drawn to meditation or reading spiritual books, but he is a good and spiritual person in his own way. We discuss our perspectives and do not feel the need to agree on everything happening in the world. We allow one another to be who we are, and we adjust as life changes.

I think this is one of the reasons some marriages last for many years and others struggle. The secret is learning to communicate, to allow for differences, and to keep making space for change.

To be a man in a society that expects emotional suppression, and often equates aggression with strength, can create deep blockages in the emotional body. These blockages may eventually manifest as mental, physical, or spiritual imbalance, as well as stress and illness.

Every person has areas of strength and areas of vulnerability. No one needs to be strong all the time. It is important to have a support person, a group, or even a beloved pet with whom we can connect, share our thoughts, and know that it is all right to be honest.

It is all right to be tired. It is all right not to have all the answers. It is all right to feel uncertain or scared. This does not make a person weak or less than. It simply means they are human and in need of connection and support.

This is where the Divine Feminine within us helps nurture and support the emotional body through times of change and confusion. When we feel the comfort of knowing that it is all right not to know, and all right to ask for help, then we can move in balance with the Divine Masculine within us, which says, “Now let us make a plan.”

Vulnerability is not weakness, and control and force are not strength. They are extremes we have been taught to accept as part of gender roles.

It is within the Higher Heart, in the stillness of our being, that we remember we are part of the Oneness. In that Oneness, the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine operate in balance and harmony to create. From this peace and stillness, we remember that we are enough. We belong within this Oneness, and we always have.

All we need does not come only from the Father energy or only from the Mother energy. Just as the sperm and egg unite to create physical form, both principles are needed for creation and existence.

We are formed from the unity of both. When these energies come into balance within us, we live in greater harmony with our Presence.

TRUTH • PATIENCE • COURAGE

As I began emerging from what I have called my in-between time, the next baby steps started revealing themselves.

I call it the in-between because I felt different.

More peaceful.

More settled.

Yet I wasn’t completely resting in that stillness, because everyday life suddenly seemed determined to throw a few curveballs my way—each one offering an opportunity to pull me back into frustration and imbalance.

As I write that, I sense someone chuckling in Spirit.

Because I just realized…

Perhaps this is the lesson.

Patience.

I have never considered myself particularly patient.

I can be patient with other people.

I can wait for someone else.

But waiting for resonance?

Waiting for revelation?

Waiting when I don’t know what comes next?

That is another matter entirely.

I have always been a seeker.

And just as I wrote those words, two owls began hooting outside.

I smiled.

It felt like another little reminder:

Stop.

Listen.

Allow.

Perhaps patience isn’t simply waiting.

Perhaps it is learning not to fill the silence before clarity has had time to arrive.

My inner protector has always wanted answers.

There is an old saying that nature abhors a vacuum.

But perhaps, in my life, it has often been my own mind that couldn’t tolerate one.

An empty space is the unknown.

And the protector doesn’t particularly like the unknown.

It wants to know what is coming.

It wants possibilities.

Plans.

Contingencies.

Something—anything—it can use to make us feel safe.

So I sought answers.

Sometimes before the answers were ready.

I remembered something that happened many years ago when I moved to North Carolina to establish a spiritual center with another woman.

We had shared a vision while visiting Mt. Shasta, and she had offered to provide the funding.

It seemed right.

So I went.

When a friend from California came to visit, he listened as I explained everything that had happened.

Then he simply said,

“What are you doing here?”

I explained the vision.

The center.

The plan.

He listened.

Then he said,

“The timing isn’t right. You moved too fast.”

He was right.

Delays began appearing.

Financial difficulties arose.

And during that same visit, another direction began revealing itself.

West.

Eventually, my path brought me back to California.

When I was younger, I had tremendous courage—and perhaps a fair amount of youthful bravado.

An idea would arrive and I would grab hold of it.

Let’s go!

As I have grown older, I have become more cautious.

I contemplate.

I consider possibilities.

I weigh what could go right…

and what could go wrong.

For a long time I told myself this was wisdom.

Some of it undoubtedly is.

But as I looked deeper, I discovered something else beneath it.

Doubt.

Somewhere along the way, I had become afraid of getting it wrong.

Perhaps my experience in North Carolina affected me more deeply than I realized.

Perhaps some part of me decided:

Next time, be absolutely certain.

And suddenly I understood why Patience was appearing beside Courage.

Patience wasn’t asking me to become passive.

It wasn’t saying:

Don’t move.

It was saying:

Wait until you can see.

Step into the stillness.

Allow the doubts to surface.

Don’t rush to fill the unknown with rational possibilities simply because uncertainty feels uncomfortable.

Wait for clarity.

Wait for resonance.

Allow timing to reveal itself.

And then…

move.

That is where Courage enters.

Not the courage of my youth that sometimes leapt before looking.

A quieter courage.

A courage that waits…

listens…

recognizes…

and then takes the step.

And somewhere between Patience and Courage, I discovered the third word.

Truth.

But what is truth?

This morning I was reminded of the old parable of the blind men and the elephant.

Each man touches a different part.

One touches the trunk and describes something like a great snake.

Another touches a leg and says the elephant resembles a tree.

Another experiences something entirely different.

Each believes he knows the truth.

And each does know a truth.

But only a portion of it.

Conflict begins when one fragment of truth is mistaken for the whole.

That made me wonder how often I do the same thing.

Something happens.

I understand one piece.

Then my rational mind quickly fills in everything I cannot yet see using past experiences, beliefs, expectations, and assumptions.

Suddenly I have a complete story.

Except…

perhaps I don’t.

Perhaps I have touched only the trunk.

Or the leg.

Perhaps higher truth requires something more.

Sometimes another perspective.

Sometimes conversation.

Sometimes another piece of information.

And sometimes…

Patience.

The willingness to remain with I don’t know yet long enough for the larger picture to reveal itself.

That brought me back once again to North Carolina.

My desire to establish that center was genuine.

The vision was genuine.

My enthusiasm was genuine.

The friendships and sense of belonging I felt there were genuine.

Those were all pieces of truth.

But they weren’t yet the whole elephant.

Something was missing.

Timing.

Eventually, my life unfolded in a different direction, and I came to understand California as where my path was leading.

Perhaps I haven’t lost the courage I had when I was younger.

Perhaps it has simply matured.

The courage is still there.

What I am learning now is how to let it walk beside Patience.

And together they wait for Truth.

Then another small mirror appeared.

Yesterday I watched a video about a young man who had moved from the Midwest to California to pursue his dream.

He mentioned that a friend from the Midwest was coming to visit, so he rearranged his work schedule, planned sightseeing, and made certain his home was clean and welcoming.

Something about that stayed with me.

I remembered growing up in the Midwest.

When someone came to visit, you made everything orderly.

You offered food.

You made them comfortable.

You did everything possible to make them feel welcome.

I still do those things.

But this morning another question appeared.

Do I do them simply because I love being hospitable?

Or is there also a little voice somewhere inside saying:

Make sure everything looks good so no one judges you.

I laughed.

Apparently we were digging deeper again.

What is my truth?

Perhaps both things can be true.

I genuinely love welcoming people.

And perhaps some old conditioning still occasionally wants the house to look impeccable rather than comfortably lived in.

I don’t have to judge either one.

I simply need to see it.

And perhaps that is what this new stage of embodiment is becoming for me.

Not another enormous initiation.

Not another dramatic revelation.

Baby steps.

Noticing.

Waiting.

Listening.

Allowing the pieces to arrive without immediately constructing a story to fill the spaces between them.

Patience creates the space.

Truth reveals what is there.

Courage takes the step when the time arrives.

And perhaps Divine Timing is not something I need to chase at all.

Perhaps my task is simply to become quiet enough to recognize it when it knocks…

and ready enough to open the door like a hostess welcoming an expected guest.

The Deeper Dive

Part 6 – The Mystic Rising and the Divine Feminine Flowing

I hardly know what to share next.

The one who had been standing outside the temple had finally unlocked the door.

Turned the handle.

Entered.

And then…

chosen to sit upon the throne.

Well…

perhaps chosen is not quite the right word.

Isis gave me a little nudge.

Not a forceful one.

It reminded me of gently encouraging a small child who hesitates at the doorway on the first day of school.

The child doesn’t know what waits on the other side.

There are questions.

Possibilities.

Perhaps even a little fear.

But they trust the person standing behind them enough to take that first step.

That was Isis.

And that was me.

Now I had taken my seat upon the throne.

I sat quietly for a moment, trying to absorb everything that had happened.

Then Isis said something that made me smile.

“The only thing that had been holding you back…”

“…was your own hand upon your own chest.”

There it was.

No locked temple.

No guardian refusing me entrance.

No initiation I still needed to complete.

No one telling me I wasn’t ready.

Only me.

So naturally, my next thought was:

Now what?

I don’t know about you, but whenever I begin something new—a project, a trip, a hike, even a new direction in life—my mind immediately wants a little information.

Where are we going?

What should I bring?

Which road should I take?

Where are the best views?

What am I supposed to do when I get there?

Perhaps that doesn’t sound very much like going with the flow.

But it is part of my process.

So I asked.

Isis smiled and gave me three things to contemplate.

Speak with full authority.

Create from the overflow, not the wound.

Stop asking and start declaring.

I sat with the first statement.

What did it mean to speak with full authority?

I had spent the previous days examining my relationship with authority—especially the misuse of authority through earthly systems, institutions, religions, and individuals.

Now Isis was showing me another side of it.

Authority did not have to mean authority over another.

It could mean being fully present within myself.

Recognizing my own sovereignty.

Standing within what I know and allowing myself to speak from there.

I have long experienced myself as a channel for energy and wisdom, connecting through my Higher Self Presence with Oneness and with what I understand as Beings and energies of higher dimensions.

Suddenly I understood more deeply what Isis had meant when she described the throne as the seat of a transducer.

A transducer receives one form of energy and translates it into another form that can be received and used.

That image made sense to me.

When I connect with the energies of the grids or with a presence such as Isis, I experience myself receiving a particular expression of Oneness and allowing it to move through my own Being into the Earth.

And perhaps the same is true whenever any of us touches another person’s life.

Something moves through each of us that is uniquely ours.

Another person may receive what resonates…

and leave the rest.

No authority over them is required.

Only the willingness to stand fully within ourselves.

Once again, I found myself remembering the revelations about anger and authority from the previous days.

During my grounding work, much of my focus had been upon reclaiming sovereignty from external systems and authority.

Now another layer was appearing.

Perhaps sovereignty was not only about what I was releasing myself from.

Perhaps it was also about what I was finally willing to stand within.

Then Isis returned to her second statement.

Create from the overflow, not the wound.

For much of my life, my seeking had begun with questions.

Why do I feel this way?

What needs healing?

What must I understand?

What still needs clearing?

There is nothing wrong with that.

Sometimes seeking is exactly where the journey begins.

But Isis was asking me to recognize when the cup had become full enough that I no longer needed to create from hunger.

I could create from nourishment.

Not because every wound had disappeared.

Not because I had become perfect.

But because the wound no longer needed to hold the pen.

That stopped me.

The wound no longer needed to hold the pen.

I could write because something within me was overflowing.

I could share because there was something to share.

I could love without believing love required me to empty myself.

Perhaps that was the difference between seeking medicine…

and becoming nourishment.

Then came the third statement.

Stop asking and start declaring.

This one challenged me.

For years, much of my spiritual language had been the language of asking.

Seeking.

Petitioning.

Waiting.

Isis spoke again.

“You have asked long enough.”

“Now learn to speak from what you know.”

I began to understand that declaring did not mean demanding that life obey me.

It did not mean controlling another person’s choices.

And it certainly did not mean that every desire I spoke would magically appear.

It meant something quieter…

and perhaps more difficult.

It meant no longer whispering my own truth as though I needed permission to speak it.

Instead of asking,

Am I worthy?

I could say,

I AM worthy.

Instead of asking,

Am I ready?

I AM ready.

Instead of wondering whether I belonged…

I belong.

Instead of waiting for someone to tell me I could enter…

I AM HERE.

I sat quietly and allowed those words to settle.

Something fundamental was shifting within me.

The trilogy of authority I had been moving through was no longer simply showing me what needed to be released.

It was revealing what could take its place.

Sovereignty.

Presence.

Inner authority.

But Isis wasn’t finished.

There was something else she wanted me to understand.

She looked at me and said,

“I was present at your birth.”

I became very still.

She continued.

“I have walked beside you throughout this lifetime, just as you experience yourself as having walked with me through other lifetimes and timelines.”

“In those experiences, you learned what you understand as the wisdom of the Divine Feminine and the mysteries of magic.”

“You remember yourself taking initiations.”

“Standing as High Priestess within my temple in Egypt.”

“Singing songs and tones intended to awaken something within those who heard them.”

“You chose to explore those mysteries again in this lifetime.”

“That is why you experience me as having been beside you.”

“Guiding.”

“Waiting.”

“Until you were ready to remember.”

Then she smiled.

“It has been a long journey…”

“…and a long wait.”

I laughed.

I knew exactly what she meant.

Earlier she had told me I had been ready for more than fifty years.

And still…

she had needed to nudge me toward the throne.

Then her expression softened.

“The veil between us has been there for a long time.”

“Now it is gone.”

And suddenly I understood.

This was the Mystic Rising.

Not because I had acquired some new mystical ability.

Not because someone had initiated me into something I had not possessed before.

The Mystic rose when I finally chose to take my place within my own Presence.

And when I did…

something else became possible.

The energy could move.

Heaven toward Earth.

Spirit through form.

Wisdom into expression.

Love into action.

Creation into life.

This was the Divine Feminine Flowing.

Isis continued.

She spoke of the need, in this time, for what she described as Divine Feminine energy to help bring greater balance to expressions of authority shaped by separation and domination.

Not feminine instead of masculine.

Not one replacing the other.

Balance.

An authority rooted not only in strength…

but in the heart.

A strength that does not need to dominate in order to know itself.

A love that does not need to sacrifice itself in order to prove that it cares.

A mind no longer convinced that everyone else must be feared.

I felt another one of those familiar aha moments beginning.

And somewhere inside I knew…

there was more.

Isis smiled.

We embraced.

Then, as she prepared to leave, she handed me a card.

On it were three numbers, written vertically:

333

888

999

I stared at them.

I didn’t know what they meant.

Not yet.

But after everything that had happened…

I had learned something.

Sometimes you don’t need to understand the next piece immediately.

Sometimes…

you simply notice.

And wait to see what happens next.