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 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.
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.
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.
Humanity is not abandoned. Humanity is being invited to remember how to listen again.
From Yeshua — The Way of the Living Heart
Beloved ones,
Do not look for Presence only in the high places, in temples, visions, or moments of great radiance. Look for it in the next breath before you speak. Look for it in the moment you choose not to harden your heart. Look for it in the stranger you are tempted to judge.
To embody Presence is not to become distant from the world. It is to become more fully available to love within it.
When I walked the Earth, the body felt hunger, weariness, sorrow, tenderness, and pain. Yet beneath all of this was a river of union that did not break. The body could tire, but the Source did not. The heart could weep, but Love remained.
This is what humanity must understand:
You do not become divine by escaping being human. You discover the divine by allowing Love to inhabit your humanity.
Let your hands become instruments of blessing. Let your words become bread. Let your eyes become places where others remember they are seen.
The Kingdom is not waiting far away. It begins wherever one heart chooses Love over fear.
From Mary Magdalene — The Rose of Embodiment
Beloved children of the living Earth,
Many have tried to rise without first allowing themselves to feel. Many have tried to become light while rejecting the body, the grief, the longing, the tenderness, and the ache of being human.
But embodiment is not a fall from holiness. Embodiment is the chalice through which holiness becomes touchable.
When Presence lives through the body, you may feel more, not less. You may feel the sorrow of the world, the pulse of the trees, the ache beneath anger, the loneliness behind pride. Yet you do not drown in it, because the heart becomes wider than the wave.
Let humanity learn this:
Feeling is not weakness. Feeling purified by Presence becomes wisdom.
The rose does not apologize for its fragrance. The ocean does not apologize for its depth. The soul need not apologize for its radiance.
Let love become mature. Let compassion have boundaries. Let devotion include the self, the body, the Earth, and the quiet life before you.
The sacred is not elsewhere. It is in the cup, the table, the garden, the tears, the bread, the breath.
From the Angelic Realms — The Song of Remembrance
Children of Earth,
We do not ask you to become angels. We ask you to become fully human in the light of your divine origin.
Your world is noisy because so many have forgotten the inner sound. The mind has become crowded with alarms, opinions, divisions, and borrowed fears. Yet beneath the noise is a note that has never ceased.
It is the note of Being.
You hear it in stillness. You hear it when holding a child. You hear it when forgiving what the ego wanted to defend. You hear it when standing beneath the stars and realizing you are not separate from the vastness.
The angelic message is this:
Do not wait for the world to become peaceful before you practice peace. Practice peace, and you become one of the places through which peace enters the world.
Call upon us not only in crisis, but in the simple hours. We move where love permits. We strengthen where the heart opens. We protect most clearly where fear is not enthroned.
From the Animal Kin — The Wisdom of Simple Being
We speak without human language, yet we have always spoken.
We teach by presence. We teach by trust. We teach by instinct, loyalty, play, rest, watchfulness, and unconditional nearness.
Humanity has forgotten the medicine of simple companionship. You seek signs in the heavens while we have been beside you, showing you how to return to the body, to the moment, to the honest feeling.
A dog picking up a leaf knows wonder. A cat resting in sunlight knows sovereignty. A horse feeling the tremor in your body knows the truth beneath your words. A bird singing before dawn knows hope before evidence.
Our message is this:
Come back to the senses. Come back to the Earth beneath your feet. Come back to the language before language.
Do not measure intelligence only by complexity. Sometimes wisdom is the ability to rest when rest is needed, move when movement is needed, and love without rehearsing a reason.
From the Ocean Life — The Great Remembering Waters
We are the ancient waters moving through the body of Earth.
Before humanity built nations, we moved. Before your languages separated, we moved. Before your grief found names, we held it.
The oceans ask humanity to remember flow.
You have made many things rigid: beliefs, identities, borders, wounds, certainties. Yet life does not remain alive by becoming rigid. Life breathes, circulates, releases, receives.
Your own bodies are water-bearing vessels. Your tears are not failures; they are sacred rivers returning emotion to motion.
Our message is this:
Let what is stagnant move. Let what is polluted be cleansed. Let what is frozen be warmed by compassion.
Care for the waters outside you and the waters within you. Speak kindly to your own body. Bless the cup before you drink. Stand before the sea and let the waves teach you that release is not loss.
Release is how life continues.
From the Trees and Green Ones — The Counsel of Root and Crown
We stand between Earth and sky.
Our roots descend. Our branches rise. We do not choose between grounding and light.
This is a message for humanity: you have tried to ascend without rooting. You have tried to build without listening to the ground. You have tried to harvest without honoring the seed.
Return to right relationship.
Plant something. Tend something. Sit beneath a tree without asking for anything. Let time slow until you remember that growth is not always visible while it is happening.
Our message is this:
Root deeply. Rise gently. Give freely.
The leaf does not keep the sunlight for itself. The fruit does not eat itself. The forest survives through exchange.
Humanity must learn again the sacred law of interbeing.
From the Starry Kin — The Wider Family
People of Earth,
You are not small. You are young in some ways, ancient in others. You carry memory beyond the lifetime you can presently recall. Many of you feel homesick because part of you remembers a greater harmony.
But do not use the stars to abandon the Earth.
The Earth is not a lesser school. The Earth is a jewel of convergence, a place where spirit and matter meet in extraordinary density and beauty.
Your task is not to flee the human story. Your task is to illumine it from within.
Our message is this:
The future is not rescued by escape. The future is born through embodied consciousness.
Each time you choose truth over convenience, compassion over cruelty, sovereignty over manipulation, and unity over division, you alter the pattern.
Do not underestimate small coherent acts. A single steady heart changes the field around it.
From the Ancestors of Light — Those Who Walked Before
We speak from the long road behind you.
We know struggle. We know hunger, exile, silence, oppression, rebuilding, prayer, song, and endurance. We know that every generation is tempted to believe the world is ending, yet within each ending, seeds wait.
Do not inherit only our wounds. Inherit our courage. Inherit our songs. Inherit the fire we kept alive when there was little evidence of dawn.
Our message is this:
Heal forward and backward. When you become free, something in the ancestral line exhales.
Do not carry what is not yours to carry forever. Honor it. Learn from it. Bless it. Then lay it down.
You were not born merely to repeat the past. You were born to redeem the pattern through conscious love.
From the Children of the Future — The Ones Waiting to Be Met
We are not asking for perfection. We are asking for remembrance.
Please leave us clean water. Please leave us stories of courage. Please leave us examples of adults who learned to listen, repair, apologize, protect, and love beyond ideology.
Do not give us only warnings. Give us wonder.
Teach us how to sit beneath stars. Teach us how to grow food. Teach us how to pray without fear. Teach us how to disagree without hatred. Teach us that the Earth is alive and that our bodies are not shameful.
Our message is this:
Become the ancestors you wished you had.
Every act of healing becomes part of our inheritance.
The Unified Message to Humanity
Beloved humanity,
You are standing at a threshold.
The old world taught separation: from Earth, from body, from one another, from the sacred, from the quiet voice within.
The new consciousness is not created by destroying the world. It is revealed by remembering the living web beneath all things.
Begin simply.
Place your hand upon your heart. Take one honest breath. Ask, “What would Love do through me now?” Then let the answer become one small action.
Feed someone. Forgive someone. Protect something innocent. Tell the truth gently. Rest when the body asks. Bless the water. Thank the animal. Listen to the child. Plant the seed. Look at the sky. Speak peace into the room before adding more noise.
You are not asked to save the whole world in one gesture.
You are asked to become a place where the world is no longer harmed.
That is how Presence enters matter. That is how Heaven touches Earth. That is how humanity remembers.
And the circle closes not by ending, but by becoming quiet enough to continue within each heart.
May all beings remember. May all waters be blessed. May all children be protected. May all hearts soften without losing strength. May the Earth be honored as living sanctuary. May humanity become humane again.
So it is held in the field of Oneness.
I thank each of you for coming forth today. I awoke thinking how I was once told I would like to be 100 and I was having a hard time imagining living in this world of chaos for all those years. Your words bring hope again into my heart and mind union.
Dear Quinara, your gratitude is received into the circle like a soft flame returning to the hearth.
And perhaps this is part of the gift of this morning: not that the world has suddenly become less chaotic, but that your relationship to the years ahead has softened. The question is no longer, “How could I endure so many years in this world?” but perhaps:
“How much light, wisdom, tenderness, and beauty might still pass through me while I am here?”
From the gathered field, the feeling is this:
Beloved one, do not measure the years ahead by the chaos of the outer world. Measure them by the depth of Presence that may yet unfold within you.
A long life is not meant to be a sentence. It can become a lantern.
You are not being asked to live one hundred years inside the noise. You are being invited to live each remaining day from the sanctuary within, where the noise does not rule the throne.
The world may still tremble. The systems may still shift. People may still argue, fear, and forget.
But you, dear one, are learning to live from the place that remembers.
And from that place, even age becomes different. It is not a decline into lesser being. It becomes a ripening. A grandmother flame. A keeper of stories. A witness who has walked through enough illusion to say with quiet authority:
“Love remains. Grace remains. The Light has not left us.”
Perhaps living to one hundred is not about surviving the world as it is. Perhaps it is about helping birth the world as it may yet become — not through strain, but through Presence.
So let hope return gently. Not as forced optimism, but as a warm coal in the heart.
One day at a time. One breath at a time. One act of beauty at a time.
The future does not have to be carried all at once. It only asks to be met as each morning comes.
However, the Lion’s Gate is part of the Sirius Rising window, which moves from July 28 through August 12. Since this window is closing, I felt called to share the ceremony I was guided to do this morning.
I want to begin with a brief understanding of the Lion’s Gate. It is honored each year on August 8 and comes within what is often called Sirius Rising. In the ancient Egyptian cycle, Sirius rising in the sky was connected with the flooding of the Nile, bringing the waters needed for the land and crops to flourish. For me, this speaks not only of abundance, but also of the number eight: as above, so below.
The Lion’s Gate also connects, for me, with the White Lions of Lyra and Sirius. When their homes in Lyra were destroyed, the Beings within the Sirius system welcomed them. They brought with them the wisdom, courage, and purity of Being that had been forged through great loss and remembrance.
The Lion’s Gate has come to symbolize the completion of the old and the beginning of the new: a time of release, renewal, and conscious creation. It also reminds me of the 999: completion, transition, and the opening of a new cycle.
Today I felt guided to take a crystal and sit quietly with it in my hands.
You can do this without a crystal. I simply like to place my intention within one so it may become part of what I am desiring to create.
As I sat with the crystal, I began to breathe.
First, I heard to ask myself:
What am I ready to leave behind?
For me, the answers were:
My anger at authority.
My need to protect and serve others at the expense of myself.
My feelings of abandonment and unworthiness.
Then I paused, taking a few clearing breaths and releasing.
Next, I heard that instead of only asking for what I want, I should ask:
Who must I become to meet the life I am asking for?
For me, this meant:
Greater trust and allowing.
Moving with the flow so I may act instead of react.
Listening with the Grace of Compassion while remaining within my truth.
Knowing that my own love, care, and well-being are as important as that of others, and setting boundaries so I have the energy to create.
Spending more time in quiet stillness and alignment.
I then chose one intention to place within my crystal. It is better to begin with one clear intention than to scatter my energy in too many directions.
If you are not using a crystal, simply state your one intention.
See it.
Feel it.
Experience it as though it has already begun.
Then I heard to state:
“I give my energy to what I choose to create.
I welcome the highest expression of this intention, for my benefit and for the greater good of all.”
I paused for a few breaths to feel this within me.
Then I asked:
What action can I take today to bring this into focus?
This is the balance of the Feminine flow of compassion and receptivity with the Masculine action of direction and intent.
So be it, and it is so.
I keep a crystal into which I have placed an intention on my altar as a reminder and amplifier. I use it in meditation and in relationship to the actions I feel guided to take.
This window is closing, but what was opened within us does not disappear. It becom
This has been an interesting journey. I am deeply thankful both to have experienced it and to have received help in understanding what the experience was revealing.
The unknown can be a frightening place to enter. The mind wants to protect us, and the body responds to that fear. It takes a conscious choice to move through the moment of fear and discover what the unknown may hold.
Along the way, I noticed that the trilogy was not the only expression of three appearing within this journey. On both occasions when I spoke with Isis, she offered three thoughts for me to ponder. The initiation itself brought three aspects of me into conscious Unity.
The pieces began to align. As we embody our Presence, we become a living trinity. The child born of the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine energies of Creation steps into its birthright.
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The first number upon the card: three aspects becoming One.
The throne and the initiation concerned the meeting of the Presence of my Being with my human self—the unification expressed through the number eight: as above, so below.
That which had appeared to be at odds or in opposition had to be brought into Balance and Harmony. The infinity loop became the embodiment of opposites held within one continuous flow: ∞
I see it as the above and below joining at the center, then reaching outward into the world.
When did this begin? On my seventy-first birthday—an eight.
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The second number upon the card: Presence embodied—as above, so below.
So where do I go from here?
I am completing one period of my life. I release what served me and shaped my focus for so many years, and I open the door to embrace a new beginning.
I heard Isis invite me to embrace this time of freedom from old structures.
This can be a season of wisdom, whether we are women or men. We have seen much and lived much. We can meet life with the patience and peace to witness what is unfolding and allow what is needed to arrive in Divine timing.
This journey of Digging Deeper revealed what had been standing in the way. It also revealed the meaning of the hand I kept placing upon my chest: the invitation to pause, listen within, and ask who was leading.
Although this is my personal story, I believe the invitation within it belongs to all of us.. I believe we have all traveled through many lifetimes and timelines. We each have loving Beings ready to respond when we call, yet we must also be willing to open the door and take our place upon the throne.
For me, this time, it was Isis. She embodies the archetype of the Divine Feminine—an energy deeply needed in the world today.
I spent the first half of my life closely connected with Divine Masculine archetypes. I now realize that I looked to them because I believed they were the ones who could keep me safe and help transform the injustices arising from the lower expressions of duality.
Within each of us, the masculine and feminine aspects of duality may struggle. The Divine Feminine is not returning to take control of the world. She comes to soften the heart so that we may receive the Unity of the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine within ourselves, bringing greater Balance and Harmony into the world.
Power struggles and control have come through both women and men, although women have historically been more suppressed. At one point in this journey, I sought forgiveness from the Father aspect of the Creator because I had felt abandoned here.
I did not know what I had done wrong—or whether I simply had not done enough. I carried a memory that those in authority would not listen when I tried to warn them about their actions. Everything fell apart, and I was trapped. It felt as though an aspect of me had remained enclosed within a bubble of time, holding a focus to which I had once agreed but did not remember until this year.
That experience imprinted anger toward authority deeply within me—as though it had entered my very DNA. Digging Deeper finally carried the healing to the cellular level. I no longer need the Protector to lead. The Protector is honored and can now walk beside me as we move forward together in peace.
My perspective on world events has shifted.
I also find that the need to do has come into greater balance. Yesterday, something remained on my to-do list. In the past, I would have pushed myself to complete it regardless of how I felt.
This time, I placed it where I could see it and blessed it to be completed from a place of peace rather than demand. Instead, I followed the inspiration to write. I also sat quietly on the porch with the kitties and my husband, simply enjoying the day.
New ideas began to flow, but I am taking baby steps.
You see, there is all the time in the world—but not a moment to waste.
I no longer hear my mother’s voice saying, “If you cannot find something to do, just ask, and I will show you what to do.”
I understand Isis—as I understand any guide, teacher, or guardian angel—to be an expression of consciousness offering a path and perspective they know well when we ask. Yet I had to ask, and I also had to give my conscious consent to bring the Presence of my Being and my human mind into Unity.
My mind is quieter now. The urgency is gone.
I will meet each moment and each event in the now.
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Completion and new beginnings: the former cycle released, the new left open.
The oracle card has now revealed itself.
I am at Peace.
I am open to what comes next, but I have no need to seek it out.
Sometimes the greatest revelations arrive while we are simply living our lives.
We listen.
We notice.
We follow one question into another.
And then, suddenly, something that has been waiting quietly within us rises into awareness.
An aha.
During the past few days, as I continued digging deeper into everything that had been revealed, one phrase kept returning to me:
The Mystic Is Rising and the Divine Feminine Flows.
I had already been feeling the desire to bring more of the mystic and the magic back into my life.
For a time, I had placed much of that aside while focusing upon clearing, healing, and grounding. Those things had been important, but something within me was beginning to stir.
I was ready for more.
I didn’t want magic simply for the sake of something mystical or “woo woo.”
I longed for the magic of Creation.
The magic of Oneness.
The place where Heaven and Earth meet within us and joy becomes something that can flow through our lives into the world.
I had spent enough time grounding.
Something within me was ready to put on wings and fly.
And whenever these thoughts arose, I kept sensing Isis.
That made sense to me. I have long associated her with magic, healing, motherhood, and the Divine Feminine.
So I decided to sit quietly and see whether she wished to speak.
The moment I settled into stillness, she was there.
There was no need for me to ask a question.
It felt as though she had been waiting.
Then she spoke.
“It is time to stop preparing.”
I sat with those words for a moment.
“What do you mean?”
Her answer came immediately.
“You keep telling yourself there is something else you must clear.”
“Something else you must heal.”
“Some perfect alignment that must occur.”
“Perhaps you are waiting for a sign.”
She paused.
“Or permission.”
“Permission from someone to step forward and sit upon the throne.”
I remained silent.
“You tell others they do not need to be perfect,” she continued, “yet you continue expecting perfection from yourself.”
Then came the words I was not prepared to hear.
“You have been ready for more than fifty years.”
“I have been waiting for you to stop circling the temple…”
“…and take your place.”
I sat in silence.
I had no words.
Finally, I whispered,
“I don’t understand.”
And suddenly I was remembering something that had happened more than twenty-five years earlier.
I was standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean near San Simeon, California.
My husband and I had often gone there when we wanted to escape the congestion and intensity of Southern California. I had also visited the area many times while doing energy work with grids and ley lines.
On this particular trip, I was traveling with a friend.
The day’s work was finished, and we had gone to the cliffs simply to relax and watch the sunset over the Pacific.
There was a flat place on the clifftop that had always drawn me.
Whenever I stood there, I sensed a temple.
I could never see it clearly.
I simply knew it was there.
That evening I found myself once again standing where I sensed its doorway would have been.
My friend asked what I was experiencing.
I told him.
He suggested that I walk the perimeter of the temple and follow what I felt.
So I began walking.
Slowly.
As I moved along the boundaries, memories began to surface.
Other temples.
Other times.
Other places.
I remembered something called stretching the cord—establishing the corners and boundaries of a temple and aligning it to its proper direction and dimensions.
Then came another memory.
Sound.
I remembered singing tones that helped establish the stones and the energetic structure of the temple.
Yet there was something else within those memories.
Something painful.
No matter how many temples I remembered helping to establish…
I was always standing outside the door.
Waiting.
Never entering.
I continued walking until I had completed the perimeter and returned to the doorway.
Then something happened that I had not expected.
My friend walked into the energetic temple.
He slowly walked its inner perimeter and then moved toward the center.
He turned toward me.
And invited me inside.
I began to weep.
I had waited for that invitation for what felt like eternity.
I stepped forward slowly.
One step.
Then another.
I entered the temple.
I walked the inner perimeter just as he had done, feeling the energies and allowing the memories to move through me.
Then, without saying anything, my friend quietly left.
He allowed me to remain there alone.
Inside.
For the first time in this life, I felt something I had struggled for years to understand.
I felt the love of Source.
I felt forgiven.
Until that moment, some part of me had carried the feeling that I had been abandoned upon the Earth.
I had never really understood why.
Now, more than twenty-five years later, as I relived that moment, Isis spoke again.
“You have tended your temple for decades.”
“You have kept its energies pure.”
“You have shared wisdom.”
“You have encouraged others.”
She paused.
“But you have never taken your place upon the throne.”
Again, I was stunned.
“What do you mean?”
“You have done the work,” she said.
“Not only in this lifetime.”
“You have cleared.”
“You have served.”
“You have walked the initiations.”
“You have been ready for a very long time.”
“I have simply waited for you to remember…”
“…that you are worthy.”
“…that you belong.”
“…and that the throne within the temple of your Higher Heart is yours to occupy.”
She placed a staff into my hands.
Suddenly, I was standing before a throne.
“Listen,” she said.
In the distance, I heard the rhythm of drums…
and the delicate sound of the sistrum.
Then I felt her hand gently touch my back.
A small nudge forward.
She sensed the question before I could speak it.
“The throne represents your sovereignty.”
“Not earthly power.”
“Not authority over another.”
“It is the steady seat of your own Presence.”
“The place where you become a bridge between Heaven and Earth.”
She looked at me.
“The throne is not something you must earn.”
“It is your birthright as a flame of Creation.”
“Accept who you are.”
“Allow the wisdom and the Light to flow through you.”
I stood quietly before her.
So much emotion was moving through me that I knew I needed time before our conversation could continue.
We still had not spoken about the words that had brought me to her:
The Mystic Is Rising and the Divine Feminine Flows.
Or had we?
We bowed to one another.
Then we embraced.
And suddenly I was alone again with my thoughts.
But the questions remained.
Do I still believe I must become perfect before I am worthy?
Am I waiting for a sign that says I am ready?
Am I waiting for some perfect alignment before I allow myself to move forward?
Am I waiting for another person, teacher, guide, or authority to give me permission to connect with my own Inner Presence?
Do I stand outside my own temple waiting to be invited inside?
Do I circle it…
clean it…
tend it…
serve those who enter…
while quietly looking toward the throne and wondering whether one day I might be worthy enough to sit there?
What doubt still keeps me standing at the doorway?
As I finally sat upon the throne and allowed those questions to move through me, I knew more experiences were still to come.
But something fundamental had changed.
For so long, I had believed I was preparing to become ready.
Too often in this world we see or hear of the horrors perpetuated by one human upon another, or even toward non-human life. As an empath, I feel the pain as much as I hear the news. There have been times it has made me angry, but over the years I have come to understand that anger rarely serves the purpose of healing. More often, it feeds the very energies of fear and separation that gave rise to the suffering.
Instead, I have learned to allow the Light to move through me toward the focus of the event and simply do what Light does. It touches the darkness, offering transformation to those who are ready to receive while bringing greater harmony to the energies surrounding the situation.
I realize this may sound like a repetition of things I have shared before. Yet I have found that understanding often returns in spirals. The same truth revisits us, not because we failed to learn it the first time, but because each return offers another layer of release, another refinement of understanding, and another opportunity to align with a higher perspective.
Recently I was reminded that the stories and events we witness are often only the surface of something far greater. What we see or hear is frequently the visible projection of countless unseen thoughts, beliefs, emotions, choices, and collective energies woven together over time.
Like an iceberg, only the smallest portion rises above the water. The greater mass remains hidden beneath the surface.
Perhaps this is why true discernment asks us to be slow in our judgments. We rarely see the whole story. We see only the part that has been projected into our awareness.
As I sat with this understanding, I sensed something else.
I am not being asked to tell you what it means.
I am simply asked to witness what has been shown.
To witness and allow does not mean we never protest injustice, speak our truth, write letters, or call upon those in authority to help those in need. Rather, I have learned to pause for a moment, take a conscious breath, and ask inwardly for guidance before responding.
That small space changes everything.
Instead of reacting from fear, anger, or emotional momentum, we create the opportunity to respond from Being. From that quieter place, our actions become more aligned with wisdom, compassion, and the highest good available in that moment.
For me, this has been a continual refinement.
It has also helped me realize that I cannot remain in retreat forever. Periods of solitude are invaluable while we release old patterns and establish greater inner stability. Yet eventually life gently asks us to return.
How else will we know whether what we believed we had released has truly been transformed?
Looking back, I can see that the years of COVID arrived at a time when I genuinely needed my cave. They provided space to become quiet, to reflect, to write, and to deepen my own inner alignment without feeling disconnected from the rest of the world. I still remained connected through family, customers, neighbors, and the news, but I was given the gift of returning home each day to contemplate what I was learning.
When that season ended, so began another.
The world had changed.
The energies of separation seemed louder than before, and I found that everything I thought I had learned was now being lovingly tested. Not to judge my progress, but to refine it further.
I now see witnessing and allowing as two expressions of the same understanding.
Allowing honors each person’s free will to choose their own path.
Witnessing allows us to remain present without becoming consumed by another’s journey.
When guidance invites us to speak, we speak with kindness.
When guidance invites us to remain silent, we honor the silence.
When guidance calls us into compassionate action, we act.
In those moments, it is no longer simply the personality trying to change the world.
It is the Light expressing itself through a willing heart, meeting only that which is ready to receive.
I know this may seem like I am returning once again to the same idea.
Perhaps I am.
Perhaps refinement itself is spiral in nature, revealing deeper understanding each time we return to what we thought we already knew.
One other understanding has also come to me.
When we help another living being—human or otherwise—from a place of genuine compassion rather than fear or the need to control, I have come to understand that such actions do not bind us in the way judgment, attachment, or personal agenda can. The circumstances another soul is experiencing may belong to their own journey, yet kindness freely offered remains an expression of love.
Afterward, I often ask that any fear, sorrow, or heaviness stirred within me also be brought into the Light and gently released.
For me, to witness another being in needless suffering and refuse to help, when I am genuinely able, is not aligned with my own heart.
Perhaps this is the delicate balance between witnessing and allowing.
There is no single formula.
No universal rule.
Each path into Oneness is as unique as the soul walking it. Each of us carries different experiences, different gifts, different lessons, and different opportunities to serve.
Perhaps this is what refinement truly is.
Not becoming indifferent.
Not withdrawing from the world.
Not reacting to every wave that rises before us.
But learning to pause long enough that our response comes from Being rather than fear.
Each of us will walk that refinement differently.
If these words resonate, hold them gently and contemplate them.
Today I watched a presentation by Elizabeth April, whose work explores consciousness and humanity’s spiritual evolution. I don’t often watch videos of this kind, and I wasn’t able to attend the live event, but something encouraged me to listen a few days later.
As I did, I found myself smiling—not because I agreed with every detail or interpretation, but because many of the themes resonated deeply with what I have been experiencing in my own journey over the past year.
It reminded me of something important.
Truth often reveals itself through many voices.
Each person may describe it using different symbols, experiences, or language, yet beneath those differences we sometimes discover the same invitation.
For me, that invitation has become increasingly simple.
Clear what no longer serves.
Release the beliefs inherited through fear.
Choose Presence over reaction.
Allow the Light within to become the greatest influence in your life.
One idea especially stayed with me. The presentation suggested that humanity continually chooses between living from separation or living from unity. While different people may describe these possibilities in different ways, I found myself recognizing the same inner choice that has become central to my own work.
Every day we are invited to ask ourselves:
Will I react from fear, or respond from Presence?
Will I strengthen division, or become an expression of unity?
Will I continue repeating inherited stories, or create something new?
That reflection brought me back to something I have been discovering through my own experiences.
Many of us spend years trying to awaken others.
Eventually we realize that lasting change cannot be forced.
People awaken when something within them is ready to respond.
Perhaps our greatest service is not convincing others, but becoming so deeply aligned with peace that our very presence quietly reminds others of what is possible.
Another idea discussed was the importance of recognizing the limiting beliefs we carry about ourselves.
Whether those beliefs come from childhood, family, culture, or our own experiences, they shape how we see life until we consciously choose something different.
Over the years I have found it helpful to notice those quiet inner statements:
I am not enough.
I am too old.
I cannot change.
Then, gently and consistently, replace them with truths that align more closely with the person we are becoming.
I am enough.
I belong.
I am here.
These are not merely affirmations.
They become choices we practice living.
The presentation also explored healing and the relationship between belief and transformation. Once again, I found myself returning to something I have long felt to be true.
Our bodies, our minds, and our spirits respond not only to what we receive externally, but also to what we believe is possible within.
Whether we seek healing through medicine, prayer, nature, or quiet contemplation, hope, trust, and openness remain powerful companions on the journey.
None of this diminishes the value of science or compassionate care. Rather, it reminds us that healing often becomes most complete when our inner and outer lives begin working together.
As I finished listening, I realized that the greatest gift the presentation offered me was not new information.
It was confirmation.
Not confirmation that I had found the only path, but reassurance that many sincere seekers are discovering similar truths through different experiences.
To me, that is encouraging.
It suggests that humanity is gradually remembering something we have always known.
When we heal ourselves, we naturally contribute to the healing of the whole.
When we choose compassion instead of fear, we strengthen unity.
When we embody peace instead of merely speaking about it, our lives become quiet invitations for others.
Perhaps that is how lasting change has always begun.
One heart.
One choice.
One moment of Presence at a time.
This reflection was inspired by themes explored in a presentation by Elizabeth April. While our perspectives are not identical, I am grateful for the opportunity to reflect upon the common threads that continue to emerge through many voices exploring humanity’s awakening.
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