Beautiful new revelations and realities from visions and from daily life, this video is a beautiful addition to the journey of ascension.
Deeply Awake – “Afterthoughts On Election Day” By Kathy Vik 11-10-17
I need to weigh in, and as I’m readying at the sink, I realize, even though I am off writing after a failed attempt, “Holy moly, it’s not the camera I need today, as Deeply Awake, I need my keyboard.” I felt confident, renewed, and ready. I reviewed what it was I’d wanted to get across on camera, and I smiled. Well, would you look at that. It’s coming back!
I wrote the first chapter of my new novel, and it sat with me a day, a night, and I knew it was off, it would never be included in the book. Amature, but funny. I wrote humor. Successfully. It’s been several days since this failed attempt, and I know now what comes of this, where I am to go with this story I have been given. I may not make the 50K words needed by November 30 to qualify as a Nanowrimo novelist, (National Novel Writing Month, each November, rallies writers world-wide to craft a new novel in 30 day,s 50K words or more) but I am on my way, with an idea I can live with, a story I would actually hang with. Of course it will be a comedy. Nothing else matters in this world as much as a good belly laugh, I have come to find.
All of that biographical stuff aside, I have been moved, urged, to come to the screen for a few days. Something has shifted for us, as a humanity. Can you feel it? Have you gotten your memo yet?
The evening after the election, I heard Lawrence O’Donnell say again and again, the word “wave.” His panelists echoed this word. The off-year elections in America could not have been more clear. The Dalai Lama’s prophetic words are coming to pass: “The world will be saved by the Western Woman.”
Clearly, at this point, we are the only ones who can. And it is just the beginning, the very first wave on a beach untouched. We and our male allies, of course.
The current legislative course is to further impoverish the citizenry, with the added egregious insult of taking away health care from children, the poor, the elderly, and the disabled. That is who is in charge.
I am seeing things much differently than before, emotionally neutral, but clearly. Tell me who benefits with these schemes? Strip away the emotions, peel from the lie all the truths, and what sits at the heart of this agenda is contempt and greed.
Malevolent people with intentions of harm are in positions of authority at the moment, but they no longer have the power they once did. Once the sheen dulls, once the paint dries, once some tricks are played, once the ground settles, it’s funny how simple things become, for many of us.
The Americans voted into congressional, council and other seats of governmental power are, as a group, diverse, predominantly female, and, I’m partial to one commentator’s assessment on the morning after the election: what we witnessed was a coalition of the decent.
No truer words.
The next day, yesterday, an article was published recounting several illegal and harmful sexual acts of predation by Senator-Elect Moore from Alabama. Do you know what is said about elections in Alabama, of grotesque, entitled white men? “Nothing will stop you except a dead girl or an alive boy.”
I heard a pundit comment on this situation, and I want to pass on what was said. A thoughtful, sad and kind man weighed in on the Lawrence O’Donnell show and said (I’m paraphrasing), there are women and men all over the nation who will be watching what happens with this man. These allegations, and these brave women’s stories serve as reminders, or indeed as “triggers” for many women and men (#metoo movement)Their fellow Americans who then keenly watch the actions of their legislators. Politics is changing, because once again, just as in the late ’60’s and early ’70’s, politics is personal again. We’ll be watching what men on the Senate do. I feel strongly that if he is confirmed, given the climate in Washington, that if he were to be brought up by an Ethics Committee, he might get a pass.
It really bothers me, to hear powerful men say the words, “If it’s true,” about sexual assault reported by credible women. It is vile, and speaks of the silencing of sexual non-compliance, also know as sexual assault. This is the Rape Culture, on full display.
If I am making you squeamish, if you are wondering why I talk about this, as a soul person, it is this: The news of the last week makes it clear to me, as an ascensionist, one thing:
It is now happening.
A coalition of the compassionate, I think it should be called.
I see these political movements as social ones, grassroots ones, personal, yet effective ones, and they stand as proof to me that, even sooner than I expected, we are now at the start of the general population “waking up.” The first wave has hit a size, intensity, magnitude, to have changed things, the harmonics are different now. I think that means there is a new agreement field available, more expansive and less aggressive, available to all.
The infection, politically, is massive, and there is a fight ahead, but, what fun it was, to see “common” Americans elected to seats, whose stories and bravery are beyond uncommon, they’re the ones to consider superheroes. They broke a sound barrier. And this all plays in to the intel I get, the things I see. It’s been awhile and a lot has happened. And hence, a letter, just like before.
It was a breathtaking achievement, in my opinion, the brave ones against mean ones. They deomonstrated integrity, steadiness, incredible poise and grace under fire. They are our political emissaries, just was we have them in metaphysical shops, retail shops, and really, just think about it, we are in every level of society, around the world.
We are all here as specialists. There is a lot to accomplish, and so, how many of this now-politicians know about ascension mechanics? How many of them have visions and conjure things? It isn’t required, is my point. We each have our thing to do, the thing we are built to do. And watching the coverage, it felt so congruent, and filled me with hope, to hear the stories of the newly elected. People are being elected with the underlying theme of “Enough is enough.”
Their bravery will move us all away from this police state and toward peace itself, though they’ll need reinforcements, and rumor has it there will be a whole lot of upcoming vacancies.
I see it so clearly, this new first wave of compassion and integrity in the public sphere, on an off-year, and I know in my heart this is unstoppable. Unstoppable. Want to know why?
Getting in there and saying “No More,” with legislative authority, will bring the nation into the future, usher in new talent, challenge the oligarchy, all the things that were left undone in 1963, basically. Both Ike and JFK warned us. Wouldn’t it be cool, if it were cool, to run for something? As if it were part of discussions across dinner tables? The incorruptible have arrived.
It is a secret I learned long ago in this process, and it alone guides us home more than anything. Human beings respond biologically to high regard and kindness, respect and care. Human beings have a positive biological response to these basic modes of behavior. They feel it, and even if it means changing their ways, they will do so, to get more of this good stuff.
It is at the heart of falling and staying in love, for goodness sake.
It feels good to be liked. It feels shitty to be disliked,(especially by those who refuses to admit the hatred or fear they hold, but who act it out with aggression)
It is simple. And that is why I know this is unstoppable.
Is this new sociological change linked to ascension, to spirituality, to DNA activation?
Yes. A thousand times yes.
What I term ascension is the process I have gone through, and others have gone and are going through, now all of us going through something brand new, together. And I know that what we are doing energetically is, of course, assisting and ushering in the changes we see not only in America, but world wide.
So, to close, I will tell you of the last vision I had. It has helped me a lot. But first, I must tell you about the changes I see.
For me, the most gratifying by-product of these circumstantial and internal changes is that I hold very little fear. I said on video recently how relieved I was to have less anxiety, and how surprised I was now, in this state, to realize just how anxious I had been. But this peace, and some fun new things to play with, these have since amplified, and I am in a state of no fear now. Fear is a habit, like a thought virus, one I can go to and spend time in, but it emits a sound now, almost, like a squeaky wheel or a faint alarm. It is not congruent, and so, it is easily isolated, tended to and loved, reassured, and equilibrium is restored.
I had prayer, as a child. Only one, really. It remained one of two holy prayers I say for this lifetime. I pray for peace. I want peace. Since I was a girl, I wanted the peace which passes all understanding. I would glimpse it, in my bible, in a flower, in an exchange, in poetry and music and ceremony. in silence. I wanted that within me. Jesus had it, so I knew it was possible for me too, since he said that too.
And it is fulfilled. I know that peace. I can flip into now, into wheels within wheels, and song that defies its translation, while in a conversation, in conflict, in fear. It is there. Always. And it is sustained, now.
My dream came true.
I wanted you to know that. Yes, circumstances are sweeter, more tolerable. Yes, I have a physical issue that is serious, and is being attended to appropriately. Yes, I have deep relationships which are troubled, I know and love those who are troubled. That’s the gig. I’ll bet you do too. But even so, I know peace now. And relations are more peaceful now. Everything is. It’s quiet, finally, there is focus and clarity, in a new way, but still. There is peace now.
My vision came to me after I saw a “heads up, crew” post about a second burst of solar activity which was to last three days, and has just since passed. So, we had a 6 day run of intense solar activity, and during that time, I knew only one thing: Nothing was sticking. It was a corridor. It was a time to put one foot in front of the other and trust. Nothing was sticking. And then, we exited those days and I felt different. I had ease with things I had not been comfortable with, and I felt more confident and steady than every before. I guess you could say that my mind cleared.
The second burst happened soon after the first. I read an article by Sandra Walter discussing intense gates and grid work during these three days, and then when I saw the wave-forms of the activity on the usual graphs, the waves were bent in a way I had never seen. And that is when I got information.
I felt that old soul fatigue as I realized that each of these were activations of some kind. I sank into myself and traveled. This is what I found.
I realized, these waves of solar activity, days of it at a time, are going to continue. But, here’s the punchline: This is the gift we were promised.
I saw a beautiful golden light. Liquid golden love. I knew this to be what we are made of. I was given that vision Christmas Eve of 2012. We are made of and from this indescribable liquid golden love, benevolence. In the vision, this light was then covered by a clear crystalline geodesic dome. But the structure was organic, alive, dynamic. This was laid down during the first storm, I understood.
And then, I saw another geodesic dome, constructed like the first, but with different geometries. It hovered over the first, and there was such joy and homecoming.
The structures themselves sang, in celebration, in work, in joy. I saw this from above, and was stunned by the colors emitted from this structure. It was boggling to me, at that point, to imagine ten more. What beauty! What depth! What song! The music, the colors, the joy, the information, it was intense and beautiful beyond words.
The initial fatigue of, oh no, we’re gonna have to go through this again??&#!? Was replaced with steady certainty. This is what is at hand.
I understood that these waves, this beauty and structure and grand honor is what is contained in that ribbon of light we have heard Kryon and others talk about for so long. It’s what we have worked for, anticipated and readied for. This something that’s coming toward us, right on time, something brand new, an energy, an awakening.
One does not need to know ascension mechanics, or even what great thinkers said long ago. The truth of our nature is written into our DNA, and it is our DNA which is being awakening, quite literally.
As these waves hit, it will become harder and harder to remain unchanged, I’ve heard many say. I said it, either in channel or not, the ease with which one gets through this is proportional to their commitment to their birth, or old, personality structure, old explanations, old expectations. Those who are firmly committed to remaining unchanged will, I can see now, simply shield themselves, opting out for a time. The acting out, and the discomfort will, of course, intensify within some, and I think some of the terror things are just that. Spasms.
What I see instead, is that structures remain the same, just as in a sandstorm, but I can’t help but notice that the sandstorm is happening within the structure, not without. I see institutions, relationships, work situations, all these things, being changed, from the inside out. Two years from now, we may not be able to believe what we have done as a country. I see this infection as deep and completely incompatible with the new wave of public servants.
I’m with Frum. This next part won’t be easy. The Republicans know they cannot win in a fair fight, but they have no intention of losing. Winning and losing is a real big deal in those circles.
And it is not an easy flip, I can assure you. Those kinds of people like to go down fighting. But in the end, honesty, decency, mercy, social good, the arts, all these things are what younger ones want. The only way to win now, is with integrity, true to beliefs which radiate right thinking, compassion, and respect.
So, these DNA activations may translate into political change, relationship changes, work and living circumstances. This is a time, for some years to come, of migration, of listening and obeying that voice you know you must trust, which tells you to move right, when perhaps every one around you is screaming for you to go left. In these times, it is important to listen to your guidance.
That means, I am reminding myself, that I must trust my guidance, and drop any guilt, any shame, any fear. I can’t do that without being ok with what I’m doing and not doing, how I behave, what I’m spending time thinking on and creating, as well as reconciling the past, and the future, keeping instead, more aware of this moment, now. I jumped around a lot, and realize how far away I was, at times.
But through it all, trusting myself is how I honor myself. If it is incompatible with my peers, with my associates, with my intimates, well then, so be it. It wouldn’t be the first time.
These are those times. It is a dawning of a new age, led by those, in the political sphere who may not articulate great spiritual truths, but who behave in ways that one knows to be better. It is simply obvious. And funny, it is preferred.
When I woke up in 2012, I was saddened and surprised when I learned how suspicious and closed most people are to simple, innocent, pure love. Appreciation, that is a better word. I realized that all around me were starving, wilted plants, and many of them were sitting in puddles. I would water the wilted, I would smile, be friendly, be open, and I got the weirdest responses to this, though. Suspicion. Guardedness. And often times, rejection. So, expect some of that, is what I’m saying. It can get, or feel, aggressive. Persevere.
I didn’t understand.
And then, I went through that final phase, a cleansing that I still don’t understand, and through that, I do believe I cast away the last of what would make me wobble in this new energy. It is the end of categorizing people, and it is the end of fearing those who require to be in authority, as well as those who require an authority figure.
I think, in its essence, this is what is happening. The bringing in of authority, each of us. We needed to give ultimate, and at times, brutal authority to exterior forces, to understand our own power, our innate sovereignty.
Only the most trusted, skilled and divine creatures would be given free will. And with it, we chose to experiment with its abdication. That we are simply returning to ourselves that which we chose to give away, it really turns out to be a beautiful and empowering thing. As a species, as nations, as individuals, it’s true for all of us. You can put a crystal mandala around it, or translate it into foreign policy but there it is.
I am glad to have you today. I hear a new voice, and that really comes as no surprise. I’ll tell you a little nugget before I leave. My friend Melissa was talking to someone without a loud internal guidance system. She was asked what it was like. Melissa explained, “It’s like going on a road trip with a really a good friend. When they say something, you don’t wonder if you said it. You know they said it.”
Through this process, perhaps the last month or so, I feel like I have become the driver, the car and the passenger. We are just all here together, and depending on focus, I can go very far now. I attend to much, but it’s all very comfortable. I feel safe. Hopeful, despite all the misogyny and upcoming events, and I know that there is nothing stopping the light now. We have already won.
An amazing video which reveals the punch line of this work, of the lifetime, of the 5 years of writing.
There is so much more to this, but a video which captures truth telling to soul is a great way to summarize a whole heck of a lot.
Enjoy and peace to you.
12 Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
A potent and beautiful long talk on the energies surrounding this time, what the 23rd of September means to me as an ascensionist, and where this goes, all paths leading to home, the Winter Solstice, 2017.
It is deep, redeeming, uplifting and healing. Enjoy listening, if you are into that kind of thing. ❤
Just for fun, here is the entire chapter being talked about currently:
12 And there appeared a great wonder in heaven; a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars:
2 And she being with child cried, travailing in birth, and pained to be delivered.
3 And there appeared another wonder in heaven; and behold a great red dragon, having seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns upon his heads.
4 And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth: and the dragon stood before the woman which was ready to be delivered, for to devour her child as soon as it was born.
5 And she brought forth a man child, who was to rule all nations with a rod of iron: and her child was caught up unto God, and to his throne.
6 And the woman fled into the wilderness, where she hath a place prepared of God, that they should feed her there a thousand two hundred and threescore days.
7 And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels,
8 And prevailed not; neither was their place found any more in heaven.
9 And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.
10 And I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before our God day and night.
11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.
12 Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
13 And when the dragon saw that he was cast unto the earth, he persecuted the woman which brought forth the man child.
14 And to the woman were given two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness, into her place, where she is nourished for a time, and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent.
15 And the serpent cast out of his mouth water as a flood after the woman, that he might cause her to be carried away of the flood.
16 And the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened her mouth, and swallowed up the flood which the dragon cast out of his mouth.
17 And the dragon was wroth with the woman, and went to make war with the remnant of her seed, which keep the commandments of God, and have the testimony of Jesus Christ.
This piece is dedicated to all the people in my life who have pushed against me, leaned on me, held me, or cheered me on. I love you. Thank you.
In this video, I capture an event which occurred last night, witnessed by my son, which was so profound, and has led to so much change, that I come to you really excited and happy about sharing.
The visions I had were full-on physical, like nothing I have ever experienced before. I wish I had a way to adequately explain what it was like, in the moment.
But I know, in my practice, that although visions are helpful to me, and they are a comfort as well as a guide, it is what I do with them, what I cull and learn from them , that matters most.
And so this is a talk about the changes already on had, a description of how things feel now, within, and I talk about what I and many of my friends are experiencing, an odd certainty that we are preparing for a big one
This is an intense and incredibly beautiful offering, and I am proud to offer the work I have done to you, for your enjoyment. If it helps you feel better about what’s going on, so much the better.
An honest talk which captures so much. It is a discussion that moves the energy forward, toward the 23rd of September. I realize we are at the end of a corridor, and there are things ahead that are brand new.
It is an important talk, because it is honest, and it describes how someone who is totally human, and broken, in a way, can move into a peaceful place.
It is raw, and beautiful, and intense. enjoy, if you’re into that kind of thing.
I think this song is appropriate. I hope you enjoy it.
Although a part of me feels like it may appear somewhat self-indulgent to do a Masters Among Us on my process, but, because the effects have been so complete, obvious, hauntingly familiar yet better than anticipated, because of all of that, and how it came to pass, and how that whole thing was captured… well, it is for those reasons I give this to you titled as it is.
You can agree or disagree, but, I recognize these times of internal energetic shift. This time has been so prolonged, so integrated within physical phenomena, and so benevolent, I figured it was time to talk, to once again report, to just sort of stand gawking at it, and out of habit, and a love of my own voice, I’m describing as it goes.
There is an audio for this as well, and I will include this in the comments section of my YouTube offering. The video is an attempt to set-up, describe, and then report consequences of this period of time, during the solar flaring… it lined up perfectly, and it was all a beautifully orchestrated, delivered and understood activation.
The audio captures the event in the moment, immediately after having been this much larger “thing. All in the cab of my car, on the side of a busy road. It is incredibly activating, in that it contains very pure energy. I say that knowing that those who need it, will listen, and those who don’t won’t. No worries, with this information, ever.
You never know who that random judgmental or critical or just lazy “hey, you’re not following the rules” thought you have might be sent to someone having such a moment, parked on the side of the road. Now is the time to think kind thoughts about each other, encouraging, brave, kind thoughts. It matters. We are all entertaining angels unawares.
The SoundCloud audio. Please note that my voice is super loud in this one, so turning down the volume before you start might make you less annoyed. Just wanted to say.
quency Of Consciousness:
It’s pretty rare that I am consciously aware of the import, the power and the healing potential of a video, or a writing, as it is going out. I had that experience most profoundly when publishing the essay entitled, “Home.”
What ensued where overpowering physical sensation, all my senses engaged, I knew I was moving things with that one, and it was serving as what they hollered to me, over the deep siren blare, was a “clarion call.”
That motif has figured into my work again and again.
This is like that, but this time, I am deeply chilled, goose pimples everywhere, just that chill in my bones I have agreed to feel when I want to know something big is around, basically.
This video is deeply moving. It explains the resolution I have come to, both in identity, which, it turns out is not a choice at all, but in relationship. It tells of the restoration of an easing into that which is mine, but it also, forever and for all time, explains my life as a FORMER healer.
An old school one. A healer who lived the pain in order to heal the pain. Never again. I don’t have to. I finally understand what I’d been doing this lifetime, how I was keyed. It is this I reveal, and by so doing, hope to give to others an assist in their own koan-cracking, in this realm of shifting communication, relationship and meaning.
So, watch if you are brave and ready and it is calling out to you. I can comfortably say it is the finest thing I have yet produced. It is always gratifying when I come upon those who concur. Perhaps you will be one of them.
For your consideration. Keep in mind Harvey hit August 25.
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Begin the video at 2:22 unless you’re a hard core secureteam 10 fan.
I urge you to watch this clip prior to watching my video It is LOADED with triggers, it is more accurate than not, though a poetic dramatization of what is being experienced by some, and what some have already come through, and what we all will have access to more easily post-eclipse.
Note the title of this clip, that she begins the experience by looking at the sun, that she is suspended above the earth as this transition occurs, and then, please note, the story most definitely goes on from there. Let not the fear of death overtake.
She lives out a story, and of course it is a violent and aggressive tale for the movie goers, but the idea behind it is that of CONTINUITY. This is a highly keyed movie, and a highly triggering one for those in the first wave.
If ever there were a period of my life when applying the fine art of The Suspension Of Disbelief were required, it is NOW.
What follows is beyond my belief. I don’t know how else to put it. Let me explain.
There have been a number of significant and ponderously “real” situations which have emerged, many revelations given, much connected, and much understood, accepted and adopted, the last 24 hours.
Being in the sun helped immensely, and I want to stress to everyone the healing, restorative and necessary influence of the sun, how important it is to remove glass from skin, open car windows, take walks, whatever needs to happen, to get that light on the skin. It is fundamental now. It is CORE.
This video is a time capsule, I know this, because the information within is freaking explosive, and is not for this consciousness, not yet, anyway.
Am I building my hopes up too high for this eclipse?
Watch this and then decide. Invest the time, and then, tell me what you think, if this eclipse event contains within it potency and relief we simply are too fatigued to be able to imagine.
Get a snack, curl up, unplug, suspend your ever arguing companions of belief and disbelief… tell it to go lie down for an hour. Drink it in, absorb it, think on it, and then reject it as bullshit, or let it start working on you.
One way or the other, this video will change you in ways you currently cannot suspect.The channel begins at 16:45. The whole video contains light anomoly.
Watch in good health, peace, and unity, through the grandest connector of all: LOVE.
As referenced, below is the link, and the text, of my first formal essay, months from adopting the moniker “Deeply Awake,” and thus formalizing the expression. The opening shot across the bow, prior to my moment of growth, discussed within this work, (a month and 2 days to follow) it stands as the true core of my life conundrum, and the thing that nearly drove me mad, reconciling this energy.
Yesterday as I drove, I came to terms with quite a lot, in regards to this turn of events. I felt the anguis, the disappointment, the resignation, the contempt, the forgiveness, all simultaneously, and I felt a release from within it, outward.
Consider it one of the crosses I “bore,” which turned into a living, breathing tree of life during this transformation some have stood witness for, and many others will acquaint themselves to, later.
I wrote it after having experienced my first true “hit of light,” and describe a little bit about its after effects. The message of that first healing was about the validity of love, and that enemies are intimates of a much higher degree than simple love bonds contain.
I hope you enjoy this. It’s fun looking back, as we step over this threshold, as long, I think, as I do it with love, gratitude, indulgence, understanding, compassion and pride.
March 23, 2012
These are preliminary thoughts only.
As a youth, I was enthralled with the story of Jesus’ life and teachings, his death and his resurrection.
I studied traditional and non-traditional information about Jesus and his times. And then I saw a brand new movie,… our church youth group went to opening night at the Cooper Theatre in Denver, a cheekily titled movie called “Jesus Christ Superstar”.
That night I finally felt whole, curious that until then, I hadn’t realized something more was possible.
I recaptured the sense of having heard the word of God captured by Rice and Allen by listening to that soundtrack so often, I finally had to ask for a replacement… I’d worn out the first record.
I spent hours, hours and hours, listening to that soundtrack as I roller skated in the circle I skated in our garage. I came to know there was more to Jesus’ story than I could ever grasp, but contentedly rolled through those circles in deep joy and meditation, lucky to be bathing in this reality, feeling privileged to be given instruction in a less biased, more balanced way.
But I knew there was far more to the story than was readily available. His words, his life, and all the stories written since, resonated at such a high frequency. I craved it. i obeyed it. I longed for more, but was content in having more than before.
As a child and then on into adulthood, I knew I had an affinity for Pontius Pilate. He was someone I could understand. I thought his energy was “cleaner” than Judas’, that his choices, missteps and misunderstanding of the situation were so understandable in context, even benevolent. Misguided benevolence. Oh how much trouble we have created for ourselves through the use of misguided benevolence. I knew his presence gave the story its structure, it’s historical framework. He was a function of the political/consciousness agreement field of their day. Nothing more. A device. By “clean”, I mean I see him as a necessary framework giving the story the structure it needed for the unfolding of the tale.
Pontius was the syntax. The apostles were the words. Jesus was the scribe. God was the author.
What then was Judas?
After many of these recent abundant clearings and recalibirations, my guides treated me with something last night. I was finally given access to the soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar. And as I listened to it last night, I was able to sail on Angel’s wings and touch the face of God, amazed at all the glittering facets of this incredible gift given to us by God through His Identity Sananda.
And I wept the most, was the most touched, by Judas.
It was then I understood that Pontius Pilate’s role was one of logistics, a gate only, a neutral function of the temporal reality.
And now, finally, it was Judas who I came to recognize as me.
I have always known I was present during those years. I have always had every confidence that I had been involved.
Maybe I wasn’t Judas. Who cares? At this point I really don’t. Judas was a ROLE only. In this dense fog of duality, he played his part expertly.
But to have betrayed our Beloved? With a kiss?
How does the incarnaion of Judas reconcile these acts, and their consequences, without judgement or shame, but instead with the all-encompassing Love Which Is God? How do I manage bringing the ugliest parts of my Selves back into alliance, allegiance, and unity?
To forgive is to be touched from above and within all at once. When done well, this tone, this essence, transmutes, fundamentally ALTERS the past, present and future (as we have always perceived it).
The act of sincere and deep forgiveness is to be in-spired by God. YOU become the Violet Flame when you actively and selflessly forgive. The person you are setting free is your Self.
It’s easier, more accessible, to forgive others their wrongs towards me. I enjoy it, as it brings a release I cannot explain but know transforms.
Ah! But to have known those rare moments where I have been literally knocked to my knees with forgiveness for my Self?
That is bliss. That pierces the veil. In those holy moment, I could do nothing more than stagger, caught up in a rapture in which I yearn to spend the remainder of my days. To forgive MY SELF is the most Divine Act I have done as a human 3D entity. Through that doorway came the Eye of God, looking deeply within me, and telling me, murmuring to me, declaring as already DONE: God Indwells Me And Is Well Pleased.
I stood up after falling in divine grace before this Eye of God and I went to my mirror. I saw this Eye of God. And that Eye of God was in MY EYE.
I have never been the same. Everything has changed because of that moment of grace. That grace washed me clean. Now it’s just clean up and preparation. It is finished, just as Jesus said. I knelt before God, I was forgiven, and realized there is absolutely no higher truth than forgiveness of Self. To have been touched by this divine love…
There really are no words.
But there are so many translations.
So if I played that role in Judea, high-five. I did it well. It is done. It was a chronicle preparing us for this moment, the first day of the new moon of March, 2012.
And this bliss, this state of suspended and never ending grace is in everyone. EVERYONE. EVERYONE. The potential to touch this reality in is EVERYONE, and we are only just awakening to it. It was always there. It sustained us through the pain and suffering, the acting out and misbehaving, the emanations and consequences of disordered thought, disordered being.
God puts everything right.
God sees everything as right.
God is the most high, and this word we use to express this essence is just a slip of paper compared the the mighty tree of its reality.
And in that moment of transfixation, of transfiguration, I understood in my heart of hearts that THIS love is IN ME. It IS me, and I a vibration, a manifestation, a color of It.
And, so it followed, if this God is actually me, then it is in everyone on this planet.
It is in your neighbor playing his music too late at night. It is within the bad news you receive and the good news you receive. The flotsam and jetsam of earthly life is washed clean by forgiveness.
I wish to live in a steady state of gentleness to self and others, a state of grace led by the highest love I have ever encountered, staring right into me as I clutched my carpet and folded into the ever cycling love of God, always fresh, always new, always adoring, always benevolent, always wise, always present.
All Hail the New Earth, where we will and are walking in humble respect of ourselves and our co-creators.
Blessings from Magartha.