The energies are getting chaotic. There is a lot of pain and fear energy in the atmosphere.
Drink a lot of water. Breathe. Do your best to transmute the energies as they enter the system. Take a salt bath if you need to. Put your feet in the dirt. Get into the wilderness, sit by a tree.
The energy isn’t yours. You are picking up on it. Be careful you don’t allow it to fuel chaotic reactions in your decisions regarding life.
Reject from your circle all who speak dark spells over your life with their words … spells of brokenness, worthlessness, whatever doesn’t lift you sinks you. Lighten your load.
Tell me, how far, exactly, did that Covid test swab enter the nasal passage? Did it break the barrier between sinus and brain? What was on the end of that swab?
Some will go ahead and present to the world that they’ve got it all figured out and can provide all the answers. There are many who desire to be led in such a way.
Others present themselves authentically, transparently, ridiculously sometimes. It’s obvious they don’t have all the answers, they’re searching.
Some wish to be led, they need someone to shepherd them.
Others wish to gather evidence, live by their senses and intuition, and learn with others along the way. Laughing at the absurdity of some of the mistakes and misperceptions that arise.
One like a school.
The other as a life lesson.
Folks will gravitate to the method they feel serves them best.
Not everyone can handle looking a fool, and the critics that come out with their judgements, (teachers and gurus).
Of course they want you to follow them rather than discover on your own.
Often, others feel they know best what we need in order to expand, to grow, to learn. School systems “teach” the same to all students. Students conform to a script.
Expansion only really occurs if someone is living their personal life plan, flowing along their own path.
Now that I’m older and have reformatted my life according to my ideals, I learn according to my likes. I move into that which attracts me, with knowledge of the darker aspects of experience … already did that. I know what to avoid.
Wisdom. To share.
In order to grow into our inherent, natural born gifts, we must be brave and gently push into the recesses of our mind, bringing forth that which is beneficial, and sharing into the collective for expansion of the whole.
Even if folks aren’t aware or participating, all benefit in the collective from this share.
Do we thrash around, physically and mentally and spew vile words into the collective, blaming another for our pain? Hurting others? Rejecting others? Shutting down and not letting anyone too close?
Or do we use this experience as a catalyst to propel us beyond that agitation, that disappointment, that betrayal, using the experience to help others?
Do we choose to close off, or remain open hearted, despite knowing there’s a very real possibility someone, or someone(s), will crush us again?
That’s the challenge, isn’t it?
Forgiveness, they say is for self, not the other. It is about “releasing” the burden which weighs on our heart and mind.
Be grateful for those experiences which propel you forward.
The more traumatic the experience, the greater the opportunity for spiritual advancement.
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Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere Angel Come get up, my baby Look at that sky, life’s begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up, my baby
There’s my baby, lost that’s all Once I’m begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up, my baby
Last night they loved you Opening doors and pulling some strings Angel Come get up, my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up, my baby
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years Gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up, my baby
Some of these days, and it won’t be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don’t cry, my sweet, don’t break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe, oh Lord I believe all the way Come get up, my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years
There’s my baby, lost that’s all Once I’m begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up, my baby
Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere Angel Come get up, my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years Gold
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There are people trying to sell you Trump as Christ in flesh.
If you don’t know your chakra systems makes you, humans, Christ in flesh, then you’ll continue worshipping someone outside yourselves.
Sorry, a body jumping fallen Angel is NOT Christ, he only wears the suit once he kicks out it’s owner. They’re called walk-ins.
Thieves and vultures aren’t gods.
It’s sad.
There are plenty of “people” w/o it, this chakra energy system, connection to the Higher Realms. (Clones). The majority of “human-like” bodies on planet now are NOT actual Divine Human.
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