A helpful, varied and informative discussion of eclipse energetics, astrology (from 13:05 to 22:02), and how the new energy is impacting our consciousnesses, individually and globally.
A sparkling, easy and deep talk which has, at its heart,, a helpful and inspiring talk regarding the upcoming eclipse energies, and the energetic reality through which we are currently evolving. A full discussion of how I use eclipses begins at 23:45.
A refreshing summing up.
The sense of legitimacy, of validity, I feel these days is such a relief, like a song breathing me, giving me a release from anxieties, worrying having been a regular form of self-flagellation for me, in the old days.
Now, I am r I report on what it’s like to be at peace with knowing myself as bigger, moment to moment, than had ever been thought possible by me, and by many. Yet, here we all are now, waking up, each in their own way, in their own time, each playing their roles, and each having their own experience.
That was a hard one for me, because I saw a lot of people suffering, as a nurse, as a friend, and when I looked in the mirror, most of my life. An anguish that was eased, sometimes for years, but never left me.
Things changed for me, but it became more and more obvious that I had never been unworthy of any of this new spiritual bounty. I have amnesia, and that is all.
Well, it’s a tough nut to crack, but eventually, truths are revealed. This can happen to those who pursue QHHT and other reliable and healing forms of hypnosis which yield results which are soul- deep, not habit-deep. It’s this I am eager to pursue, finally now able to step away from my woes and conflicts and worries, finally seeing things more clearly, more magically, more wholly, but in stepping aside, I can help so many more, one-to-one, and I just can’t wait!
I include mention of a video published by Alba Weinman that I found particularly helpful, and healing. I am so very grateful for those who are doing this work, and of course, to someone very beloved to me, Delores Cannon. She has helped me from the beginning. It isn’t surprising, and it’s very smile-invoking, to know she is actively with us now.
Enjoy this celebration. My story and this session both serve as bridges between linearity and multidimensionality. What we are doing publically, so very many more are doing quietly. We are each changing. Be kind to yourself. You are so vast, and have simply forgotten. It’s just amnesia, and it’s burning off, with every video, with every experience that moves you up and out of fear.
Thanks for being here with me today. Namaste.
Deeply Awake: Meditations On Metamorphosis By Kathy Vik 6-18-18
I am writing to you today with a grin on my face, feeling freer and more on purpose than I am used to, to be honest.
We have construction going on in our building, so video capturing these thoughts isn’t possible, and it is perfection itself. There is a symphony playing within me, rather than a faint air of tinkling notes from a distant, unknowable place. To be able to capture this music with my fingertips this morning, rather than my speech fills me with happiness. This complex, beautiful, uplifting song is what I want to share, what was once a faint few notes, disembodied, and life itself.
That’s how I used to describe it, you know. At the beginning? And these faint stirrings in the summer of 2011 led to revelations and light shows by January of ’12. But at first? It was a hint of faint music, from a distant place. It affected my mood and gave me a knowledge of hope and magic, but it left unpredictably, came upon me spontaneously, and was just enough to make me feel better, to make me sit up straight and smile for once.
That’s how it felt. I would feel this lift, a familiar but faintly supernatural one, and it was only just that, at the beginning. When I use that verbiage, I am referring to an extraordinary time in my life, completely unexpected, but weirdly familiar, like I said.
It was the same magical feel I had when The Teachers were with me, when I was gaining counsel from a channeled group way back when, in the early ’90’s. During their time with me, I was like this, like I am now, mobile in my consciousness, aware of much, and playing with it, though still prone to letting it get me down, sometimes way too much.
I have had to learn how to deal with grievance, and so, in reviewing my last offering, I realized that, although completely valid, necessary and beautiful, the tone of it, the feel of it, was one of grievance, and I wasn’t very fond of that signature. What’s that about? I wondered. What’s going on here?
And so, it came to pass that many miracles have occurred in my life, and I understand now what I did not, then. Oh, how many times have I written that sentence, phrased that sentiment in words never varying far from the core note, “I am changed.”
This morning, as all morning, I received lovely gifts of thought, ways in which to house memory and intention, solutions to problems I have never considered, and answers to questions I had only begun to language.
So it goes, for me, these days.
Today I was shown the chromosomes, and was given puzzles about male and female. It was explained that the variant is male, the element added is the Y chromosome, the prototype is the X. They explained, in pictures and thoughts, how specialized and necessary and vital the roles are, the happily taken on tasks of spirit incarnate. It was a lovely exploration into realms I simply had not considered before and the exercise softened me toward everyone and everything, as the exercises are, I suspect, designed to do, while instructing my open and complex heart-mind.
What it all led to, though, was the butterfly, the caterpillar, the cocoon phase, and just how badass that creature is.
I think it’s daft to see a butterfly as anything but a hard-core spiritual warrior, a talisman for many, a totem, a symbol of Self. Oh! If human beings were that willing and able to obey the instruction set their bodies course with, to be so at peace with mystery, with disintegration, with surrender!
I have lately been aware that I am now quite different than I was, even a year ago. Something has shifted these last few weeks. I have, most assuredly, done the most profound and deep inner, meditative work of my life, during this time. I have changed my magnetics, my trajectory, and my history. This morning, with movies of caterpillars, cocoons and butterflies playing in my brain, making coffee, scratching, yawning, I considered them as welcome guest and resident counselor, and learned from them. To understand it, I personalized it.
You do get that Deeply Awake is just that, right? It’s the personalization, the unique interpretation of source energy through these fingertips, these pupils, these feet, this heart. It’s always been about translating this cosmic force into daily life, living it, being it, knowing it as self, and self as source. What other goal can there be, after all? But it’s exactly why it’s been risky, and weird, and fun, and at times kind of scary for me. Just putting out there my thoughts on all this, not as a leader or an authority, but just as an organic part of life in America in 2018, a woman equipped with a story, a mission (so to speak), and the interwebs.
I thought on my 2 million words, my volumes upon volumes of raw work, beautiful, transformative, transportive, educational, often hilarious, sometimes scary, always surprising. What a treasure! But what I was aware of during those butterfly moments is that the work is already done. I already did it.
I am done with one thing, and I am something else now, because of what I did.
I saw then that this past time, this time of constricted affect, fear-based and shame-based responses and expectations, of living up to expectations, when the game is rigged, and I am perpetually on the losing end? Yeah, those days are done.
I got it, in one day, how it is no longer acceptable or desired for me to pathologize my affect or behavior. What was once mild autism has given way to self-acceptance so fulminant that what I am discovering is that people actually understand me to be wiser than they, more deep and true a person than they have encountered, and a long-lost friend, often times.
I could understand, then, what I had been shown the day before, how I seemed to go through an opening up, a shedding of shame and fear, of sexual pain and torture, within these recent years.
Part of this most recent training involved healing from women and with men working shamanically. Through our practices, I came to understand about the Other, and my Self, and I was finally somehow able to be aware of what I had been able to contain, for so very long. In groups, in company, in love, I then lovingly and powerfully released these realities with a burst of love and joy and abandon and spiritual bliss. I came to understand God, myself, other people, sexuality, spirituality and shamanism in ways that put me back together.
Oh yes, it was deep and profoundly spiritual work, and we did it consciously knowing we were indeed offering release for all fellow enslaved and imprisoned sisters and brothers. What you do for self, you do for the collective, either for ill, or for good.
It’s been wholly alchemical work.
But I had yet to define just WHO was doing this work. I was led from task to task, from situation and person to situation and person, often stunned to find myself in so unusual, colorful, and comfortable a place, be it an orgy or an art exhibit, a burlesque show or a class on trach care in infants, but always in this state of indefinition, of exploration, of not-quite-there-yet-but-getting-ever-closer-don’t-give-up.
51 years of difficulty, by design, by agreement and request, let’s never forget that!
6 years of breaking through, breaking open, shutting down, of terminations, new beginnings, calculated risks and knowing smiles.
And now, here I am.
I came from all of that. Yep, that was me. I have the photos and the t-shirts to prove it. I have the essays and videos explaining it all, from my cocoon, from my altered state.
And now, there are three small days until the solstice. I am a Terran. A Gaian. An Earthling. I find the way my soul marks time is with celestial events, so I pay attention to the ones that I am made aware of. This solstice marks much, for me.
Summer solstice of 2014, my god, I had never been so happy, in my whole life. Those were golden days, that spring, those years.
Four years have passed. I have seen my consciousness twist and turn. I have finally encountered the blackness within me. I had my Armageddon. I had my crucifixions. I’ve had my zero-point moments. And here I am, shiny and comfortable and enthusiastic. I am still very much alive. What conclusions can be drawn? That our terminology is out-dated, and the labels unnecessary and costly.
If you want to put a fine point on it, I think spiritual bad-ass will do nicely.
I had many intense years, and from them I come away in peace, singing a newly found, ancient song, finally a lilt in my step that I have previously found so elusive that before, when this feeling came upon me, I set out to describe it in words, in explanations, what it is like, what I am thinking, feeling, expecting, knowing, because it is WAY different, and WAY better than normal. I never completed that task. I let this jeweled reality be a potential one, one I slip into overnight and never stop wearing, one fine day.
And, here I am, in one of those times again. Things are finally sweetening, lightening up, easing. The last week or so. Finally.
And this time, I know it can be and will be and is sustained. It is not lightning in a bottle as much as the general weather. It is not so much miracle as matrix of reality, now, this sweetening, this lightening up.
I had some big stuff to get through, just for me, always only for me, and I did much of it without explanation or roadmap for others. What I am doing is archetypal, revolutionary, and wholly personal. This is the inner work, the tomb of tombs work, the high alchemy we each come to do, to master, to walk away from.
And that’s the point.
To walk on.
I like how my world is so big now, and how much I am happy and comfortable with. I find that the things I hold in contempt make me look small and bent and hurt. I know that. But I also know that in a social matrix, it was important to break some barriers, to state some things, to clear for a consciousness things that have been all jammed up in their throat chakras, unable to be released. The will was there. Oh yes. But not the ability. It takes time and effort to master new tools, new equipment.
I am reminded of when I was led through the opening of the chakra systems. It was highly unpleasant and physically so. It was a physicalized soul pain, that’s the best way to describe it. It is only now that it has come into focus what I did. I’ll explain a bit, and then I want to conclude with what I understood from the butterfly thing.
The night they led me to this, I had been channeling, working, doing mirror gazing, writing, it was full-on. This night, they led me back to what they had explained when I had been trained, in the ’90’s. They expanded it and it finally all made more sense. I’ll explain it to you now, briefly.
For this discussion, PLEASE know assignation of gender is ENERGETIC, not biologic! I know women who are far more male, and males far more female, and many who are both!
They told me that each age is set with magnetic “locks” or set-ups in consciousness. It was done with the 7 chakra wheel system, which is itself a false one, a closed one, so not entirely useful for more than compulsory exploration.
Each age have males in one magnetic position, females in another. This is how “experiments in consciousness” are done. They’d explained, way back when, that the agreement this go around is that men would have their crowns and pineal turned down, with their root and sacral areas taking the excess energy, and in females, their throats were turned down, thus inflaming the solar plexus, and growing the heart. Mute.
This was the set up.
That night in April of 2016, on camera (Since destroyed… it was too raw and hard for me to watch, so I got rid of it) in channel, they explained it first, and then they led me, as a male, chakra by chakra, in the last experiment’s magnetics. It was so uncomfortable. The whole exercise was.
Then they led me through each chakra as male, at 100%. It felt so much better!
Then they did that with me, as female. Constricted, it was so uncomfortable, so much pain, oh my. And then, with each of my seven, they opened all to 100%
They then proclaimed that this is how it now is, for all, as they wish. Then they explained to me that I would use the local sauna with its crystal-encrusted walls and endless showers as a temple of sorts, to anchor this and spread the word, if the crystal kingdom chose to give consent.
I remember going to sleep that night worried that the crystal kingdom might say no. They explained to me about just how royal and impeccable those beings are, and I already have a natural deferential respect for them, so, it was a worry of mine. In the morning, I asked questions, and found out that part of this process had been to come to peace with what I was doing, to give it some thought, and be at peace with what it really means.
Honestly, some of this stuff is of an importance and magnitude that, if thought real, is pretty impressive, and really sweet to have done. What a nice gift, you know?
But that’s the thing, isn’t it? Just how real is any of it, right?
Well, I was presented to the crystal kingdom, I paid my respects and honor to them, and they accepted the message and it was done. This is what They have done with me whenever there has been a big enough change in consciousness, or a big enough release, that it is appropriate to then make it available to all in a more amplified way.
I was led to think on Kryon’s opening of nulls and nodes.
There is some work that is done so intuitively, and is actually part of the Earth’s design, that we just do as we know we can and must, because we are being asked to, and we know how to do it. So it goes with gatekeepers, gridworkers, and all spiritual or energetic warriors.
I use that word to denote our skill, not our desire to war. That is not something we have as standard equipment. Devoid as we are of a desire for it, it is very much standard equipment, this innate skill in battle we each possess, whether we want it or not.
With a lot of this more revolutionary stuff, what I have deduced is that, as a human being, it is my right and responsibility to answer the stirrings of my soul, wherever it takes me. In 2012, that meant writing about it. In 2016, it meant coming to the camera.
Can you imagine the flood of relief, the gratitude for company as this informational tsunami hit me in 2012, this flood of familiar-new energy I saw populating the internet, generating a discussion I’d longed to be part of?
For a lifetime, it had been my walk to live as I had finally deduced would be wise and safe: in girlhood I knew, and in my thirties I doubled-down on living my spiritual life privately. It was pondered silently, written about rarely, and almost never talked about.
It was a black-out kind of thing, and for two decades, I held The Teachers’ information close to the vest. It was a part of me, the knowledge, but cordoned off, irrelevant to goings-on. When I did risk sharing, through those years, it always led to a feeling of profound aloneness and disconnection. It/I made people feel uncomfortable, when I did risk it all and brought it out.
And then, in 2012, everything sort of came on-line. More was possible. I felt better more often, though it was still mighty bleak at times.
Getting back, to the chakra systems… (I am sooo enjoying writing to you today! I’m finding it hard to stop!)
I have reviewed what the expectations They had for how behavior in the genders would begin to change, and how puzzling it would all seem, at first, until people are more hooked up with their individual hearts and souls.
They said the result of being at 100%, all chakras, would be that Man would begin thinking “Woman, I hate you, and yet, I cannot help but feel stirrings of true tenderness for you. What is this? What is this?” And, poor confused Man would be confronted with the dragon it created, while under.
Because Woman would begin to air grievances, their throats now cleared of impediment.
They said it could get quite hard and heated and heart-breaking, because it would be an on-onslaught of pent-up grievances, heard by counterparts who can now actually feel the impact of it all in a far more vibrant, and responsible way. But they won’t be cut a lot of slack, even when it would be in everyone’s best interest to ease up a little. It would take time to balance it.
That was April of 2016. Pre-Weinstein. Pre #metoo. Crazy-weird, huh?
There is a lightening going on, an easing up and off, and maybe that means it really is the time of moving past grievance. I have a lot of friends who do not trifle with things such as the dark. They are too busy doing the stuff I want to do, know how to do, now, and am able to do, finally.
I realized that this was, in essence, the lesson, and maybe it really can be seen in so simple of terms that there was a time when I had a consciousness that was like a TV, broadcasting for decades in black and white.
The set itself had to change into one that could not only see in color, but which could handle not 5 stations, but an infinite amount of data, or programming, for want of a better subtexted word.
I think that for me, maybe my black and white days ended during those ramping-up days in the spring and summer of 2011, culminating in the first of a seemingly never-ending series of light events. That first one was so eye-popping, so life-altering, so freeing. It was supernatural, and life-changing, that weird, cold, clear day back in January of 2012.
Maybe then I had to go through a change in my receiver, an opening it up, a deepening and broadening of my receiving band, so that I could receive whatever my heart desired.
And now, I can manage great rivers of consciousness, I can be in many places at once, I can throw my consciousness, I can feel into things with more heart, but, far more, I am at peace. I am finally at peace and happy.
I used to be really fat, and I consumed a lot, and I had my eyes down, and I really couldn’t, I just couldn’t really give two craps about anything lofty or exalted, not really, not after The Teachers left, in 1994.
And then, just like a bad ass caterpillar, something happens, a gong goes off inside, and I suddenly have something I gotta do.
For me, that was 2012, and that was writing. That was Deeply Awake. I HAD TO capture what I was suddenly aware of, and having adeptness, stunned familiarity and skill, with.
I produced roughly 2 million words. I gave it everything I had, each and every time I came to you. I declared this a safe place to say anything that had to be said, because it was pretty, because it was interesting, because it made sense to me, even though the rest of creation turned away from this sudden blaze of love, light, laughter, I suddenly became in 2012.
I have had time to mellow that. To understand that just because I love like that doesn’t mean anybody else does, and I have come to some sort of peace with being human, and being among those who are as afraid as I once was, and still sometimes feel. Sometimes still, I am once again suddenly thinking and feeling things that feel constricted and tight and bendy and hard to justify. I snap out of it easily now, what used to take months or weeks to be delivered from.
You have seen a very loving person trying to figure out how to love everyone, wisely and openly and with great mirth and a sense of inner safety that is unshakable. I don’t think that’s anything more than just growing up as a spiritual being, really. I think we dress this stuff up and call it fancy things like ascension and all that other stuff just because we feel it is so unattainable, peace and some sort of flow.
I didn’t catch a ton of breaks, made worse by my beloved habit of erring on the side of my lack of self-worth. I had a whole a boatload of problems or life-situations to work through and explain to myself, mostly revolving around power and love, will and love.
It was interesting, lots of tensions and contrasts, and then, a six year period of dissolving, of reforming, of discovery, and full stops. Waves of people, waves of events, me riding whatever wave wanted to come by.
It’s now that I realize I am the sea, and I have the ability to be calm, and to keep it so. I like that.
And so, as stories end, as the conclusions are braided into the ever-continuing saga of spiritual, divine, cosmic life, I leave you with a picture, with a moment, that you may reflect upon at leisure. Knowing myself as ocean, as sea, as cosmic mother, as one source of The Source, I leave you with a story. I leave you gently, sweetly, and in deep devotion to the beautiful light you are.
It is sunrise.
Just above an infinite expanse of a glossy living mirror, an ocean, along flutters a colorful floating creature, bobbing up and down in the silent, still, reverent air.
We let it be, knowing of a miracle. We two now know of this tableau bursting with violet and crimson and white and canary yellow and iridescent pink.
Below is an endless expanse of teeming life within the water, the water itself a being, a host, a cosmic dancer.
And above it all, popping, floating, beating its wings, obedient to its innate knowledge of lands beyond its imagination, here, for our delight, flies a vividly blue butterfly.
This being is regal, purposeful, perfect, delightful.
This quiet moment is now yours, and yet, here the beauty will remain. It is here it will unfurl into awareness for its brave and tender visitors, forever floating there, and glittering here, on the web.
My gift to you, The Beloved.
And, just for fun…
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow.
Hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land.
To fight the hordes and sing, and cry.
Valhalla, I am coming.
Always sweep with, with threshing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow.
How soft your fields so green. Can whisper tales of gore.
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.
Always sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you’d better stop and rebuild all your ruins.
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.
Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh
A fun and highly esoteric talk that is as accessible as it is ground-breaking, this talk is mainly about energetic management.
I didn’t mention an important part about the field management I witnessed while on a park bench, and was then given more information and further demonstrations of. It is a foundation, so it’s best to have it in writing.
The energy which surrounds those in my fields is NOT entirely mine.
My agreement was that THEY are now, and have always been, in charge of the delivery of juice. I am a conduit, like an energetic windmill.
What is now gone are my misunderstandings around this. It never was MY energy being given — or “taken by” — others. Since these demonstrations and explanations, I see that I have relinquished my belief I am running the show, in a way. I am able, now, to simply defer to the larger energies around/within/through me.
It is this that directly interfaces with others, now more freely than ever, and at no more personal expense. In fact, I am benefitted by the encounter, whatever that might be, as it is this larger energy that we are both accessing. The little me benefits, and is able to defer or surrender in a way I simply couldn’t before
I see this as unplugging from the agreement to run energy through each other’s fields, something Jesus demonstrated to me very early on, that ours is to begin to trust things enough to simply stand up straight, and run our energy up and down, through the earth and the cosmos, rather than through our brothers and sisters.
I have recently been managing more data than ever before,, and this video describes how all of this can and does translate into a peaceful, serene, fun and deeply awake life.
I hope it finds you curious, and leaves you satisfied, excited and more certain of your own vitality and strength than ever before.
My newest video discusses my most beautiful visitations, visions, thoughts and understandings, realized during a heightened time of integration and inner peace.
My intention, and my hope, is that this is able to walk alongside you for a little while, speaking such happy thoughts, each thought-group ringing with that tone of truth, my truth, which rings with freedom and joy.
A companion piece to my last video, “New Information On THE NEW EARTH AND ASCENSION,” I reveal some more punchlines, explain more about our ancient history, and laugh a lot, talking in a light, easy manner. No tears on this one! Hope you find it illuminating.
Here is the Spirit Science documentary I reference in my talk, where I reveal what I know about some very tucked away ancient alien history.
And here is the super beautiful and gentle Boriska, interviewed by Kerry at Project Camelot. This little boy gave me a ping, a soul return, and he humbled me very much. I would consider myself so blessed if I ever do meet this fine young man.
** If you prefer to get right to it, what I have seen and understand about THE EVENT and ASCENSION, you can go to minute marker 45:56 and begin. I urge you to listen to the video in its entirety, simply because what I explain sets up the reveal for a consciousness that might not be ready to hear some of these concepts. As always, take what you like, and leave the rest 😉 )**
A groundbreaking and mind-bending video which is an explanation of what I am aware of today, which includes more information of what is to come, what I’ve become, and a glimpse into the bigger plan.
This information NEUTRALIZES “the dark”, clarifies the concept of agreements fields, expressed through our individual and group realities, and, I hope you come to recognize it as simply more living proof of your, our, and their divinity.
This is a HIGHLY ACTIVATING video. I am streaming light through all of it, and reach many levels of consciousness fluidly and without the device of channel, translating what I see and know effortlessly, and clearly.
What a difference a day makes!
Many visions, understandings, descriptions of downloads, and new explanations are presented here, a culmination of a lifetime’s work, for your enjoyment.
I explain my understandings, and, from that, you are asked to retire in thought, considering that the words are said from a big, beautiful, and a surprisingly coherent mountain of physical evidence, chronicled in this curious work entitled “Deeply Awake.” It would be a bonus if you came to think that, though new and perhaps outrageous, upon reflection, it actually makes some kind of sense.
I offer this to you in peace and reverence for each of us, for those who love and support us, and for the heart of love creating it all.
Here is the most recent video from TransformOtion. I urge you to investigate QHHT if you are tickled by any of this. It is a helpful complement to the work many of us are now being called, urged, and needled to do.
and here is the website:
An easy, bright and healing talk about being released from my previous life’s work, and what it is like for me now to be here.
My dyslexia kicks in, so I need to clarify the dates and numbers, for those paying attention to that portion of the message:
5-20-2018 reduced to a 7-11 day, 5-21-2018 is the standstill day (for me) and 5-22-2018 is then a 9-11 day. No further information, but a rock-solid knowledge that all is well, and that it’s rational to feel and know peace.