Occasionally, there are thought flows in the mind, a receptive glimpse into the collective energies of the world. It is sad. The mind says, “Can’t trust anyone, cannot be certain of this protection. Rejection has been the truth of cycles long gone, over and over, we do our work to be shut down, forgotten”.

The mind, the heart, the wounding of Collective Soul is so deep, so potent it nearly swallows the heart and the love energy, it begins to shift the thinking, the perception … and the senses begin to reject the safety, because the senses of the past remind us that eventually, the protection will disappear and once more we’ll be the only one left to guard our soul … and it is sad, even more so, that the cruelty of the soul shattering, spirit rending, flesh tearing trauma has been done by the hands of a man (for the most part) lifetime after lifetime … those men, made in the image of God, those hands meant to protect, have done their very best to destroy.

My heart, my soul, screams sometimes to “step back” !!!!!!! Do not get too comfortable !!!!! and I can feel myself pushing against that which is trying to love me. And it is hard …. perhaps you can relate?

I am grateful that if I sit with it for a while, if I allow myself to feel the shock and the hurt of it, to pray about it, ask for ease and grace, assistance with transmuting it … for Self, for the Collective Soul of Humanity … that after some time of focus and intent, the sensation fades, the upset of the mind trying to reject ~ eases ~ and I am able to smile once more and relax into the love of the connection.

I wonder sometimes what God thinks when He looks into my mind and sees me wrestling with my own past trauma, and the actual expansion into the Collective Human Soul, feeling even more of ‘centuries old traumas’ stored, sitting with it, while it is alchemized …

Thank you family, for I know you, too, are sitting with the Collective Human Soul shattering, bringing light love and healing to it, as you do for your own, personal healing. Thank you.

Aho. Wado. Amen