Deeply Awake — Galactic Post-Eclipse Blessings By Kathy Vik 1-21-19

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A mystical, galactic and profound discussion of eclipse messages. The talk, as always, has a wonderful mixture of the profoundly esoteric, and the mundane, with me in the middle, explaining it all to you, and to myself.

Much astrology, metaphysics and new age thought here, so enjoy, if you’re into that kind of thing.

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Deeply Awake – Declaration Of The New By Kathy Vik 12-31-18

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Deeply Awake – Declaration Of The New By Kathy Vik 12-31-18

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I’ve always been honest about my perceived or understood spiritual mission, and I think I am lucky in that regard, because I know many wonder, am I doing what is in alignment, am I making the right choice for my highest good? And I admit, I can go there too, teasing out this intention and that shadow, winnowing out self-sabotage and old behaviors in the process, but I think that is a shaman’s work, a lightworker’s work, building up our power of discernment until it can cut through steel like it’s butter.

I knew that I was here to ascend. I knew that in 1992, when the words were finally given to me like that, but I have known of this since I was a girl, and I had a visitation, explaining my life and what I was to become. I accepted because I was offered the guidance, the announcement, from my friend, someone I call brother, and I am sure is an equally beloved, great counselor and friend to you, Jesus.

What does it mean, to ascend? Well, I didn’t come in with that information, and, like I said, I didn’t even have the vocabulary until I was 31 years old. I knew it was a spiritual path, and it involved states of being and knowing that seemed achingly familiar, and impossible to know here, now, given all this.

I have had an unusual 6 years here, and those who have stood witness, thank you. To those who have watched from their kitchens and bus stops and rooftops and libraries, hello. I have always been astonished and humbled by you.

You listen. You are willing to take in and consider what I am saying, and this, dear friend, is the greatest gift another can give. Receptivity, openness, non-judgmental smiles, positive regard, gentle behaviors and tender words, I hope this is what you offer me, when we sit quietly and I allow you to look in on this beauty I know.

This sea of love sustained me, these years, as have my fellow travelers, and my soul guidance. It has been a wholly spiritual life, and when seen through that lens, my life crystallizes into a thing of absolute beauty, raw, exquisite perfection, it breaks into the song of the angels. It is quite a sight. That these are certainly not the lenses most have, well, who can fault them? I find more and more who hear my song, the one that rides with me everywhere I go, that I forget is singing, when I am acting petty, or viscous, when in anger or fear or distortion. That is quite a sight too. It happens less frequently now. I have less fear now.

I have come to understand much, the last few weeks, and so much of it resides in my DNA, in my eye light, in my hands, my heart, my skin, but what is languaged goes into the little notebook I have at the side of my bed, the big aha moments, the dream lessons, the stray thoughts.

I thought it time to mark these final changes with an essay, an end of year, end of project note.

The week of Christmas was intense, and I am hearing from many in the tribe that they had key, pivotal events occur, not just meditations but physical life kicking in and doing the ride a long teaching, and much was gained from these tableaux of forgiveness and maturity.

For me, the progress was monumental, and daily, and fluid, synchronous beyond question. On-time, me ever more relaxed within it, feeling safer every day, my synchronicity a friend, a scout, a helper and encourager.

First you have to believe it exists, and, if so, is it a thing for fools, or a thing for the wise to care about? That fundamental question must be dealt with. Sometimes your guides will do a purely outlandish thing or two, just to PROVE it to you, just to give you something you would look silly disputing.

I like how Terence McKenna described synchronicity, its elusive nature. He told a story of being broke, living in a cave in India, smoking hash and having visions, and just being. One day, he said he had a thought, out smoking at the entrance to his cave. Wouldn’t it be nice to have food? But not just any food. Oysters Rockefeller on ice, caviar, Stilton cheese, on and on he thought of delicacies.

Soon, a figure appeared far off in the distance, and as he approached, he saw it was an acquaintance of his from the city, and he was carrying large bags. He welcomed him in, and his friend explained that he’d just walked out on the first day of job in the city, a busboy at an exclusive and expensive restaurant. He’d hated it so much, he left for good before the lunch break, and he stole all this food.

He lay open the bags, and there was oysters Rockefeller on ice, caviar, Stilton cheese, and on and on the delicacies.

He’d started the story by talking about how there can be drawn parallels between advanced spiritual practice and plant hallucinogenic realities. He finished the story by pointing out how personal synchronicity is.

It was as story about a guy who thieved his abandoned place of work, and shared his booty with a pauper. It was a story of a monk, a shaman, of considerable skill.

Life, being a quantum thing, allows you to interact, and decide for yourself. But, the events, of  experiencing delight from a source of nourishment and care, that is personally hearing and responding to you? That an only be real if you think it is possible. If you imagine it is so.

I mention this to illustrate that we each have the lens with which we view events and others. That lens, through which I, you, view daily life,  deadens and cheapens it, turning magic to dust, and hope to folly, or enlivens, mystifies, humbles, instructs, guides, loves, supports, nourishes, knows and delights.

I think this is at the heart of it, really. Two agreement fields, two realities, one that I see as non-separated, or integrated, and one that has reverse polarities. And with it come two realities, two worlds. Am I describing 5d and 3d? Am I describing heaven and hell? Am I describing the Humanity and the Demiurge? I think that is up to you to decide.

This may seem like duality, but it isn’t. Duality is charged. One makes the other go, kind of thing. The good with bad, right and wrong, night and day. All those things are “real,” and yet, they are not entirely complete without the other.

Alongside this paradoxical energy is the flow of nature, singing its songs of symbiosis, cooperation, pleasure, beauty, unlanguaged, unknowable mystery and power. There is a coherence in Gaia surpassing the linear thinking and unskilled behavior of the lower agreement field, that of tit for tat, survivalism, brutality, the old service-to self barbarism we are finally able to see for what it is.

I’ll tell you of some meditations.

I understood that we are now working on the third wave entities. Until I looked in, I thought we were behind, but we are making amazing progress. I was stunned!

I saw groups of golden lighted souls, archangels, so many many souls, gathering around those who are hurting and having difficulty. They are being surrounded by us, and it is happening world-wide. ** Note, the wounded, hurt, slow, dark, hurt pieces of you are also being surrounded like this. That is the point. This energy is being focused on the densest energies, planet-wide, and up-close & personal, all at once. The love we are receiving is so pure, and is delivered with such intensity and softness, brilliance and divine love, it’s really astounding. So, don’t lose faith in your self or in others, this light finds all of it and surrounds it happily, now**

The ones who are suffering the most, from the changes going on energetically, those who aren’t coping well, they are being surrounded by legions. I saw this around the globe, and the little nodes of suffering were not as many as I had thought there would be, and each of them were actively being helped.

In 1994, when I was shown The Earth in a vision given to me by my Teachers, I felt and heard the planet before I cold see it, and there were cries throughout, there was so much need, then, and now, this need is more concentrated, and being surrounded, deluged, assisted by advanced harmonics, helping to bridge the energies and soothe the body/mind/lifestream, but only as allowed, requested by the entity or situation.

In my recent vision, with just these nodes of hurt, being surrounded by bright golden white light, I was told, this is the third wave, being worked on. The first wave has been active for some time, and the second wave is now spreading so exponentially, it is possible now for the energy to be used in this more concentrated way. And this is just what is being done on earth by us.

Each of us are being attended by our people, our ancestors, both galactic and akashic. This planet is being witnessed by many, at this time. We are truly doing something extraordinary, and all eyes are on us, all hearts with us.

What we are doing is pivotal, just as it was with every ascension process. This one has such mind -bending significance, of course, but those of us who feel these energies know, we have done this before, there is nothing to worry about, all is well, all is in divine order, there is NOTHING to worry about.

Do you get that broadcast in your mind, sometimes, like a break in the stream of consciousness? I like it. I don’t mind it one bit.

And, to be easy about all this, while buying groceries or having a hard conversation with someone in crisis, well, that’s the idea, and it takes getting used to. Patience. Support, if possible, and self-love, whether there’s support or not.

There have been a number of really paradigm altering meditations I have had, visions, I suppose they could be called, but really surprising meditations in which I did things with light I never thought to do, it was revolutionary to me but made such utter sense.

The meditations I want to focus on began with a technique Alba Weinman does on a client to clean her timelines of all influence of toxicity. I thought on that technique, and I applied it, using my adopted natal chart, going back to birth, and adopting that geometry, allowing two time lines to occur. I’m living the May 25 timeline now, and have been since my conversion, with breakthroughs from the old lifetime, as I have been calling it, not understanding until just this moment what I did. Oh my! Oh my. Isn’t that something. Huh. That explains a whole lot, actually.

Writer, stunned.

Give me a minute.

Actually, you know what? I think that had been my intention the whole time I was doing that way-way back meditation.

Let me explain.

Holy shit. I’m some kind of time lord. Dayum.

Ok. I preface this by asking you a question. When we die, what happens? I know you have your thoughts, I will tell you mine, since this is how this kind of thing works. I think we go back to source, we’re always there, but we can become that essence, and then, with councils, with teachers, with guides, we sculpt a new life.

We re-write ourselves, a new character, we, the actor, and then, we come back into flesh, giving ourselves a star map of our soul’s intentions, desires, proclivities, challenges, and we take a breath, and begin forgetting we had anything at all to do with any of this bullshit. And God is shady. And love is dead. Some stay mad and confused and estranged from their maker, their creator, their source, the pic (partner in crime) all through their lives, and convince themselves that there isn’t magic afoot.

It’s a hard thing to believe, and a harder thing to accept, when your circumstances are unpleasant, dangerous or disheartening, right? The typical scene of, what would you ask God, and the answer is, why is there suffering?

See above. We forget. We get terrified, and we must figure out what it means. Sometimes, we turn mean, and things get ugly. We turn numb, and things go bleak. We don’t face our Selves, and go seeking for it in things or people. We are, many of us, deeply afraid, deeply hurt, and deeply confused.

Some have found unconditional love within themselves, and thus, shelter, refuge, and within those walls, I see how strong and shining they become. Some know how to banish fear. Some will not acknowledge it, and some laugh at it and tell it to be gone. Fear is the warp, the lie, the Tweaker God’s paradox, as we live in the culture of the ones who thrive in reverse polarity.

This is how it’s all shaken out for me. This sensation, this feeling I get, I know it as reverse polarity now. I have heard others refer to their body sensations from unseen energy or frequencies in similarly symbolic terms.

What I know as reverse polarity is a suck feeling, not a good one, and it has a warping effect. I have known this sensation since girlhood, and had been visited by entities holding that frequency very intensely, from the ages of 12 or 13, until adulthood. I finally banished it in 2012, using meditation and ceremony, and with them finally, once again, visiting me in the flesh. They don’t come around me anymore, nor does that specific energy, which is a relief to me, since it made me sick, and scared, when it was around, and would linger, reverberate, like a magnetic pulse, for weeks, and once, for a year.

I’ve always lived within this world of frequency, vibration, sound, light. I always have. I just didn’t have the will to explain it so clearly, all at once, like this, now.

So, this stuff is real, at least for me. SO much of this training, these last six years, have been to get used to simply having more access to information, while having pursuits that are good for me, though brand freaking new, and ultimately enjoyable, and trying to figure out how to further assist, in a way that is fun and meaningful to me.

OK, to what I did in meditation, using that scrubbing technique. I think I’m limbered up enough. This is a BIG ONE.

I liked what Alba did, taking this person to, and from, back , and forth, from the now moment to birth, and cleaning up all the hurt feelings, all the pain, the suffering she experienced, coating it all in this golden light which nothing can penetrate, and so, her days will be protected, she will be happy regardless of another’s behavior, she is safe and protected and guided in love forevermore.

Holy crap. That’s big.

So, I considered what I have done, the conversion I had on May 25, 2012, and how I have adopted this date and time (12:12pm) as my new expression, my new signature, something, someone, I really like and want to experience and embody. I have played with this for a few years, at eclipses, giving permission for DNA dispersal and rewriting, and so on.

So, I did it, in meditation. I have recently realized that Uriel and Raphael are always with me, their stars are part of my natal charts, figuring prominently in the narrative, and, they have helped me, (I see now, Raphael opening up my vision with green light, in January). Michael has always been with me, because I call on him a lot, so I called on all of them, and then Jesus, my Sananda, and together we did it.

The final wash, having gone from present through the past, and back again, three times, we were silent, reverent, standing around my crib.

We’ve done many times before, so there was this nice feeling of familiarity, and with Jesus on one side of the energy, and me on the other, I thought the crib would explode into light I brought to and through me. Instead, I went down and found myself face to face with this beautiful baby, stroking her/my hair, loving her, being there at that moment, and forevermore, never more than a breath away, all this light, all this love, all this mastery, all this skill, all this divine knowing, only a breath away, always. WE are all one.

And with that, I sent the geometries of the natal chart created by the May 25 event through a white stream, my life stream, and realized I would then actually be creating new probabilities, new realities, all that, so it might take a little getting used to, but to allow new responses to be ok by me, but further, this can be applied to the events after May of 2012.

Since then, it’s been different. I have been living that proof, and Sam has witnessed it. It’s been weird and confusing up close, I am sure, but my oh my, this lens makes a lot of things clear, don;t you think? Being ok with being new, allowing this to be real, allowing it to set as real, that was the message.

It is only now that I see how the synch up was on May 25, and why that light event happened that day. I don’t know why that particular day, but to have a date and time and place to be, when both timelines converge. Wow. Holy crow.

I wonder if this is how a new earth is created, not the one being talked about as The Event, just a better Earth while we transcend. It is entirely possible to go off planet with your light body, and that has been, I think, one of the points of the exercise. But, in the meantime, there is much to do to ease the suffering of many, and to stop the ones perpetuating this suffering.

For me, knowing masters surround all, now, but are most concentrating and loving those who are needing it, this fills me with relaxation and relief. It helps me trust, even when things are looking wonky.

What moved me to mark this day, is, this is the first day of my recent life that I haven’t woken up to the sudden and constant stream of problem solving going on, just a constant working on problems. It was ever present, and, today, this morning, it’s gone. Like a clean amputation.

I have had this experience before, with similar afflictions, but this was the Big Kahuna.

In my experience, the best way to handle such a thing, such an obvious absence of something you suddenly realize didn’t even really know was that big a presence, when it is gone, it’s good to agree with it. Like it.

When the weather inside your bio-suit clears up one hallowed day, the only rational thing to do is to enjoying the relief so much you let it be real for you.

Many times, it’s just, one day I knew it this way, now it’s not that way, and it’s for the better, something I have been puzzling on forever, usually. I’m a koan cracker, a code-breaker. Because I see myself that way, once I have an answer, I know not to go on puzzling. I know when it’s over, because problem solving is an imposition.

Well, I guess, as always, it’s best to take all this with a grain of salt. After all, I have no advanced degree, I am a single mom and a little goofy, when looked at from a certain lens. It’s only when you look at me with this one, held just this way, and then, oh momma, do the gifts come pouring out.

For those I didn’t lose from incredulity or skepticism, superstition or righteous indignation, I salute you. For those who read it with a “this is cool if you think of it as a sci fi thing” approach, thank you. For those of you who will now need to gather their socks because they shot across the room during the reading, hey, where y’all been?

Deeply Awake — Energy Report And Thoughts On Seeding A New Planet By Kathy Vik 6-9-18

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deeply Awake: “God Indwells Me And Is Well Pleased” By Kathy Vik

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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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deeply Awake — Released By Kathy Vik 5-21-18

 

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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.

 

 

 

 

 

Deeply Awake — “Enemy Mine” In Print By Kathy Vik 5-19-18

 

Deeply Awake: Enemy Mine By Kathy Vik 5-19-18

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What I am going to present to you is the culmination of a lifetime, actually, and I’m going to entitle it Enemy Mine. This is the bookend to the first essay I wrote as Deeply Awake, on March 23, 2012, 9 years after a very significant event, Judas Energy.

I have wondered sometimes why it is that I have such a blunt edge, with my reportage? Why do I couch things in metaphor? Why do I see things as paradox, and then express them as essays? Why?

Well, there’ are so many things I’ve called myself, over the years, but there are a few epithets that are true, and they’re just titles, really. I’m a poet. I’m a philosopher. I’m a writer. I’m a reporter. I’m a spiritual journalist, I guess, but I write in ways that are more like prose poems than discussion of facts and breaking down of probabilities. I did more of that after 2016, but I have a flavor that is poetic.

Ok. Alright. Well, it makes sense. The very very first Akashic thing I did was to get real quiet, and state to everything in my fields, every… all of it, all creation. I was going to do a novel, and I didn’t know how to write a novel. I wanted to create something, and I didn’t know how. But the need and the will was so strong, I sat down and said:

I know that you walk with me. I just do. And I need for those who are willing, and of the highest, the pinnacle of their skill, of their insight, those who really, truly not only understand, but can express in ways that make the heart flutter, and the mind reel, and the soul come into focus. Please step forward and join me. Please come and be with me, in my mind. In my heart. In my awareness. Express through me. I’ll know. I’ll know. And I’ll let you teach me.

I have done my energetic management. I understand it’s quite possible to be labeled in this new age environment as being tricked, or listening to trickery, and thinking it’s true. Well, I think that’s what we are all talking about, as channelers and writers. One of my missions was to talk about discernment, spiritual discernment. How do you become someone who has Spiritual Discernment? Kryon also talks about Spiritual Discernment.

And I haven’t met, or heard, anyone in this community who hasn’t able to describe that they just know when it’s pure. It just makes sense, and there’s some stuff that just doesn’t feel good. And that’s just a perfectly fine way of expressing it. But, if you are sensitive, and you can feel your energy, you can feel it bend, and twist, and you can feel Resistance, what you come to find is there’s not a whole lot of literature that even acknowledges that. Some of it does, and fairy tales do, of course. That’s why I love literature and art, because it simply acknowledges that there’s something going on here, that has to do with the human heart. That has to do with the finest qualities, that we know heal, and create rather than destroy.

And of course, whales are poets, they are philosophers, they are singers, they are Guardians, and I really resonate with those dudes, so I think it’s ok. But there comes a time when you just have to lay the facts out, Mine was a journey of discovery, of discernment, and of a reverse autobiography. You get hit with light, with a new way of being, a new way of understanding. Something happens, and you are bigger than you were. And then you’ve got to explain your self to your self, and you’ve got to explain reality to yourself, all over again.

It doesn’t just happen once. Once it starts, it doesn’t stop. It gets bigger. And it gets better.

But it gets bigger.

I’ve talked about this phenomenon as walking a mountain. There are some things I can say at the base of the mountain, and then when I get midway up the mountain and say those words, and they mean something completely different, and I get up to the top, and I say those words, in full awareness and memory, and I realize I was just babbling down there.

But as I walk down the mountain again, and get in midway and say it, that middle meaning makes sense again, and by the end of the mountain, I can inhabit all three. Sure. All three make sense. Which one do I prefer? Which one is the most clear? Which one serves me best? It’s the one at the top of the mountain, where I can say “so be it,” and create a reality, whereas, at the base of the mountain, if I say “so be it,” I may actually be swearing. See how that works?

It’s pretty bizarre, when you get to the real big stuff, and your whole being sort of pops, like a soap bubble and then you look around and go, “Oh! Wait a minute. I’m just in a bigger soap bubble now.” It’s kind of disorienting.

My function has been that of discovering and fostering peace and love. This is primarily because I didn’t see it very much in my reality, but I knew it was there. There’s something underlying all this nonsense, I just know it. And I have known such pure, pure avatars of love in my life, who healed me, because they loved me and accepted me, as I was. There is no finer medicine. And it’s where I have been unable or unwilling to reciprocate or generate it, where I feel I have fallen down, and need to address it somehow, I need to make it right.

Karma for one, please.

How do you break karma?

You love everything any way. You find a way.

And it doesn’t matter if it’s reciprocated. It doesn’t matter if it’s understood. It doesn’t matter if it’s resented. It doesn’t matter if it’s battered, and burned, and its ashes are buried.

That’s just the structure.

The reality remains. Indelibly. A ripple, through all time and all space. Anchor enough of that, on this Earth, in humility and in gratitude, and in strength, and in sovereignty, and see how this place changes.

That’s how it’s done.

There has been, as I have mentioned, an “Armageddon.” I’ve talked about it recently, but I was driving down the road, minding my own business, listening to the radio, and I popped through and WOW. The energy was so intense, so intense, and I returned and said boy oh boy, I’m glad I’m here. This is perfectly fine, I’ll take this. Man oh man, it was really super intense, the last couple of weeks.

And here I was, in daily life, on the steepest learning curve of my life. And then a thought group comes…

Kathy, I ask myself, remember when you went to see Enrique Bouron? And on the last day, you sort of had a thing with him. Do you remember?

I do, and so I’ll tell you about it, because it’s kind of cute.

The last day of a week of instruction in Biological Decoding from Mr. Bouron, I woke up in a very peculiar state. A very peculiar state indeed.

I had just been disassembled, in this truly and utterly bizarre and beautiful and soft and unbelievably healing week of transformation. I was just… I woke up, and I contacted every single person who I loved. Every single one of them. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until it was done. And then I looked at the clock and realised I didn’t have, really, any time, but I stink, so I have to get into the shower.

When I got in that shower, I was immediately in an ancient and quiet place, some sort of automatic place, my hands doing positions, my body being led, and me weeping, crying through the water turning my hair to ropes, beyond relieved that I remember how to do this. I said that at first, through tears of joy. I’m so happy I remember how to do this.

And then I began bringing up everyone. I went through every single person. Every single person. I brought every single person up, and I had a talk with them, because I knew I was completing something.

I was in reverence, and thanks, and release mode. And then I got to the last one, and I burst into flame in the shower. It was the most bizarre thing.

I don’t know how to explain it.

I knew before going in the shower that I was cutting it close and was going to be late, but I was told through the morning “Don’t worry about a thing, you’ll be there before he starts talking.”

So there’s me in the shower, and I’m so late, and then I’m flame, and then I’m dressing and rushing over there and there was no time. I got up there, finally, and he hadn’t taken the stage yet. I was considerably late, and he always started on time.

I took my seat. I felt I had been disrespectful to come in late, and I felt bad about that, but I didn’t fully understand what was going on.

I had the thought, sitting there, before he began, I can’t do any more slides. It’s too hard, it’s too intense, and I need for my grandfather to read me stories from the old country. I need for all of this to come together in some quantum biologic soup that I can understand and can take with me. I was almost crying, thinking, I’m so glad I have my grandfather to sit there and tell me stories from the old country. Please read from the book, please read from the book.

And he began his lecture, and the projector didn’t work. I was told, it was sort of a general announcement, just don’t worry about it, it’ll work just fine after this presentation, just tell stories. And that’s what he did.

And he began to tell stories, pulling everything together. I was gone within about five minutes. I have no conscious memory of what he said. I would pop back in and pop back out, but I was gone, and then he was there in front of me.

He had an Italian accent, and he didn’t look like he looks now, and he was so thrilled. I don’t know exactly where we went, or what we did, but at the end of it, he as the lecturer is still talking, and a part of me is absorbing and staying with the information in the ballroom, but I’m in my meditative space, he’s this ecstatic, jolly Italian man. He crackles back on in my awareness and says, “OK, it’s all done,” and he’s dancing and all happy, acting like the cat that ate the canary, so to speak.

I said, “What’s done? I wanna know how that’s gonna happen, because I understand from Biological Decoding that the whole deal is you gotta have this in your conscious awareness. It’s getting it  that heals you. How am I supposed to be healed, if I haven’t gotten  anything.

And he said, “Well, look!” and he was all excited and dancing, and his arm went p in a flourish to reveal a straight line that went on and on, all the way down, all the way down, forever, a path below and then there were these huge, huge boxes, they’re gift boxes, just dangling there, just dangling there.

He said, “Look, they’re all there. You just have to walk down the road and you’ll have your answers. You’ll have your a-ha’s. You’ll have your healings. It’s all done.” So I said, oh, ok, alright, and then I was in my body again, listening to the lecture.

I had so many bizarre, just truly and utterly other-worldly experiences during that time, it was magic. Truly, truly magic. It was so much fun! It was just amazing.

And, Dr. Todd was there. And now I finally understand what he was in resistance to. I understand why. There was something I hadn’t dealt with yet. There was something walking with me that I didn’t know about.

I spent a lifetime arguing, and throwing etheric punches, and getting punched. This thing that was beside me liked to take on forms and mess with me, play with me, and the whole idea was take away, and hobbling. It was all purposeful. It was to create this work, Deeply Awake. It was an agreement.

And here we are.

Once you can see the agreement, you can release it, right? Isn’t that the idea? That’s kind of the idea.

Enemy mine.

I didn’t talk about it a whole lot, not at all really, very very rarely. Everything in my environment told me it was taboo. It was not to even be acknowledged. It was taboo with my friends with the light, and it was taboo to win, at the dark.

Enemy mine.

It all started when I started to watch documentaries on megalithic structures, in between daily life stuff, and exercise, and all that stuff, recuperating. That research led me to Egypt. I am not a big fan of Egypt. It’s like a wart. I don’t like it. Never have.

But there is beauty there, there is beauty there. But the energy is warped and it’s ugly, and it’s mean, and it’s cold, and it’s not right. It’s just not right. Maybe you feel the same way. Maybe there are other places where you think about it and react with ,”Whoa, I would never, you couldn’t pay me go there,” and everybody else is flocking to it maybe. Ok. Acknowledge it. It’s real. There’s a reason.

There’s a reason. And it’s buried in your memory, which is in a state of disrepair, at one state or another.

I did the megalith thing, and I felt so hugged, and warm, and happy, and then I did the Egypt thing, and I felt all gross and violated, and then the speakers came. Then the truth was revealed. And an Armageddon happened up there. And maybe that was just for me, and that’s fine, but I know I’m a big one, so I think it’s important to talk about resolution.

I always thought about Armageddon as the battle, you know? The life and death struggle. And the apocalypse as the Big Reveal. Here’s the reason you guys were fighting. Here’s the outcome. Here’s the truth.

The revealing of the truth, the burning away of the veil. The big reveal. The Big Show.

It’s pretty stunning, for me, to have this knowledge, and to have it all come together. I am including an interview from Project Camelot of George Kavassilas, because his story is similar to mine in many respects. It was really good to hear who has survived the dropping away of everybody that mattered to them, and the reordering of your reality.

He is someone who has experienced that every time you have a big huge experience, you’ve got to somehow, somehow come back and try to fit in and function with people who are NOT having that experience, and who need, NEED, to shut you down, and shut you up about it, because THAT makes them uncomfortable. One way to handle that discomfort is ridicule, and there are other ways, to handle that, depending on how heavy-handed someone in discomfort decides to be.

And in all this research, I could come to no other conclusion: the enemy is mine, and I am the enemy.

I really had to struggle with this. When I was doing this research, I finally began listening to contactees.

I listened to Alex Collier, and then I listened to Simon Parkes, in a video entitled “33% Reptilian, 33% Insectoid and 33% Human.”

It blew my mind.

I am a blend.

My physical DNA has the genetic imprint of all of those races. That’s sort of the point. That’s what makes humans so incredibly beautiful, and brilliant, resilient, creative, strong, important. And indeed, royalty. It is an honor to hold this DNA. It is an honor.

Think about that, and then take a look out at Trumpland. Come right back. Do you notice a difference? How are you asked to think of yourself, in that closed system of government, medicine, justice, education? It’s a closed, finite system. It is an irrelevant system.

Closed systems die.

Listening to that man speak about his experiences, the choice that he made to see all of it benevolently, the story behind these races, and that’s something I couldn’t do before.

They had hurt me I had been hurt by them, here, and I didn’t know how to defend myself. They’d come visit, or something from them would happen, and I’d be sick. I called it magnetic, and it was an illness, and I’d be sick for a long time. I wasn’t visited by spaceships, I was visited by human beings holding that frequency, that intention, that signature. It smells horrible, and is the emotional equivalent and psychic equivalent of abject, raw terror.

They could induce me, and then feed off of it for weeks, sometimes longer. And they did that, until 2012.

It bothered me when I was visited again by them in 2012. I wasn’t visited by the entity in the flesh. I was visited by his mother, who had come for help. I don’t know if I was as compassionate as I could have been, but I was in misunderstanding of what was going on.

One question was whether she should advise him to go ahead and take the monoatomic gold he wants to eat. I was emphatic. NO. No. No. No. No. Especially for him, no, no, that would make him miserable No.

Soon after, I had a talk with my Self and with my God. I felt so threatened, in the middle of this, so threatened, yet again. Because there are lesser versions of this in all of my reality through all of my experiences. It has been everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.

That is what I have come to break.

That is what I have come to heal.

That is what I have come to love.

And release.

I call it the demiurge, that’s what I call it. And it has been individuated as has the Angelic forces. And so you can see it in the draconians, and you can see it in the Archons, and you can see it in the Thetans, and you can see it in Jinn. It’s the same energy.

And that energy runs through the justice system – let’s call it the legal system – and it burps into your wallet as green cash.

It invites you to believe that “You must earn everything, including a sense of self-worth, Including love. Including acceptance.

It must be earned.”

Well, that’s just a construct.

No, it doesn’t, you dork.

Well-being is my birthright. Joy is my birthright. Fun, play, excitement, creativity, expression, those are my birthrights. Look at what my body can do. I can create human life. And you dare tell me that I’m not free?

You’re dumb. And you’re small, and you’re petty. You’re not very bright, you know.”

Enemy mine.

I have that inside of me. I would see it, when I would watch a dark film, or when someone is doing something dark to another person on film, there would be this BOOM, this reverberation in my body, and sometimes I could feel it intensely. Sometimes it surprised me with its intensity.

And it’s funny, I think I have been able to notice these things because, for me, there hasn’t been a time speed-up. I’ve been really happy lately, because everything has slowed the fuck down.

I can understand things finally. Because there was always this buzzing, information zooming, but the last year or so, everything has slowed down so very much. And in the moment, I can see what’s going on, and respond in a way that’s in accord with what I really know to be true. Not in fear, but in humor. That took things slowing down, not speeding up.

I like it, because I can really think things through.

I took all this super, super personally. It was right in my face all the time. Maybe it’s being a woman, maybe it’s just being dialed the way I’m dialed, so maybe it would be helpful to just tell you my philosophy of life.

I’m gonna do what I’m gonna do, what I need to do, and there are certain things that you can argue about until you’re blue in the face, but I’m still going to do them. You can be upset about it, I don’t care. That’s fine Be upset. Enjoy that. But I still need to do this. And you having a problem with me completing my mission tells me more about you than me. So, I don’t care, have a problem with it.

That’s a pretty easy place to be. I don’t know how compassionate it is, but that’s sort of been my way, and it means that everybody else has the same freedom, and that’s really, really hard to give. But, that’s my philosophy.

You hang out with people, and you let them show you what they believe and who they think they are. Within that construct, there are certain things that they’re not going to be able to do, and certain things that they’re going to want to do, and it’s up to them. Not me. And if I want to join in that, I can. And a lot of it’s really fun. But, you know, everybody has the right to choose their own way.

In relationship, it means I watch. I just observe. I let people be. I wasn’t like that with my son, a whole lot, at first. It was the programming. I’ve stopped the clamp-down, but that’s how I am with everybody, just, whatever. And I guess it might appear uncaring, but there’s a reason for it.

I know of having soul urges, and experiences that can never be explained, because they would never be understood, so why bother? I know that everyone walks around in prisons, because they don’t talk about their experiences, and they don’t even have words for their emotions.

I was so shut down in 1985, when I started psych nursing, that I had to use an affect chart with faces to realize that there were a lot of expressions of emotionality.

I had just been pooped out of a pretty rigid structured system, and I had a certain amount of affective range, but I didn’t have words for any of it, and I hadn’t had mirrors, or I hadn’t been paying attention. So, the repetitive sort of inculcation began to break in nursing school, and once I got out of nursing school I realized I really needed to define – not define myself, that was way premature, but I just needed to figure myself out. I just needed to listen to myself.

I could finally sit down and listen, and I had some freedom, so that’s what I did. I started very multi-dimensional, parallel reality-friendly therapist, who resonated with Lazaris, and that was six years of putting myself together, and then I met The Teachers, who were an insert. I didn’t meet them on their spaceship, though they once took me there in session. I didn’t have contacts and visitations. I had to pay money.

But that’s consistent with my role.

It’s been to walk hand in hand with monsters, and what people thought were monsters, often times, as a psych nurse. I worked with people who went on to murder, and burn things down, and rape, and create mayhem.

I was always right smack dab in the mayhem, as a nurse. I liked the mayhem. I liked the seedy parts of town, and the parts that were thought to be rough, and run-down. I liked that the best. I was so uncomfortable visiting in expensive mansions, and being around that kind of folk. That’s just not me. “Everybody’s pretending here. Let’s get down to what’s real.”

It’s just one example of this weird blend I had going the whole time, and it was so hard to reconcile What is a being of love and light, who can totally hear god through a cloverleaf doing in a seedy bar? What the what?

Enemy mine.

Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

Love your enemy.

Enemy mine.

With every reveal, through these videotapes I’ve been watching, through my studies, through my research, research I wouldn’t be able to do any other way, so I am so grateful for YouTube. What a miracle. What a wonderful thing! This is the way to cement it. This information is available in our Merkahbic fields now, we can access all of this now, but it’s so satisfying to hear a stranger talk about something that sets things in motion, like a key finally turned in an engine.

A’Shayana Deane, I listened to her, and it took about five and a half hours to put Humpty Dumpty back together again, for the veil to completely burn off, and for me to see, finally see, just what I’ve been up against.

What strikes me the most is the manipulation of the solar system. And I looked at that, and I saw all the movements, and the processions, and the complexity, and the compulsivity, the compulsivity. And the arrogance.

Taking something that is obviously divine, and good for you, and saying, “I can do better. And, I don’t care who I hurt. In fact, it’s kind of fun. I like it.”

That is the mind of a tweaker, and a sociopath. That is what we are up against. Raw stupidity and arrogance.

Enemy mine.

It’s diabolical. And it’s super-mechanical. And it’s dead.

These tweakers don’t know how to design open systems because they don’t have the DNA to consider it possible. They’re not smart enough, simply put. But, oh my god, they’re tweakers!

And I have seen that in my life, and in my work, and I’ve described. There’s even an essay that talks about it, “Obsessive-Compulsive.” I resonate with Antares, and one of the fundamentals of this energy is to learn balance, and abstain from obsession. It’s been on my radar for a while, and once again, another stream comes in to confirm that which is coming into clearer and clearer focus.

This is one of my theses, that there is a mindset that creates a field of experience that’s closed, that’s karmic, and the energy is tarry and sticky and infective.

I’ve been describing it.

I’ve been living it.

I’ve been writing and speaking, and thinking the words, but it’s only today that I feel power, and peace, and safety.

There’s a lot about the plan, and what’s occurring that I am in agreement and in accord with, and it’s counter what we have been led to believe or that we understand, but it is coherent and consistent with everything else I have learned in my lifetime of research. I really had to struggle with that, especially overnight, I asked for some help.

The truth is, had I had this information any sooner, I would have left. I would have exited. I wouldn’t have been able to maintain enthusiasm. I barely did, with a complete cloak around my head, I barely survived. Had I known what I know now, that would have been that.

So, what The Teachers told me, way back when, is really true. I wanted to know where I was from, in order to understand what it was all about, and they said they wouldn’t reveal, and that’s my policy, too, with my clients. That’s the most profound discussion you’ll ever have with your soul, and it’s not for me to tell you. You’ve got to ask a few questions. And you might be put on a scavenger hunt or two. It may be a weird experience, or it might be handed to you on a note, who knows, but I’m not the one to hand you that note.

They told me, if I knew, I wouldn’t stay. And now I understand why.

That was the God’s honest truth, it turns out. And to hold this awareness has led to such profound peace. It’s indelible.

All that’s I’ve been saying, that there’s nothing to worry about, and that everybody loves you, and everything’s cool, all the messages from the rapture of spiritual awakening and all that? That’s singing from my bones, and my blood, and my nervous system today.

So, where is this enemy of mine?

Still here.

Still here. Within me.

It took A’Shayana saying a joke, to break the fear, for me. The way that she talks about the dracs, and the reptilians, and all that stuff, all the greys, she’s had her tussles, ok? She’s been hurt, just like we all have. But you know how she responds? “Yeah, well, it takes a village.”

You gotta get to the place where you love. And the only thing that energy requires of you is hate. Hate and fear. It’s the only thing that makes sense, when you’re looking right at it. Hate and fear.

That’s all it knows.

Well, that and tweaking. Unbelievable.

So, I’m sitting on my bed this morning and thinking, no wonder I’ve had problems with this reflectivity, I am that which I hate. I contain that which I abhor. I am genetically, biologically part of my enemy.

But, you know what?

Somehow, somehow, I can see bigger, than my enemy. I can do things my enemy can’t. I can love them. And, they don’t seem capable of it, but, I don’t care. I love them.

Enemy mine.

That’s what shadow work is, you know. You get beat up by the shadow, or you beat up somebody else, and you feel the shadow overtake you, if you do your shadow work right, it blossoms into radiant, brilliant diamond light, and love. That’s the idea. Always. That’s the purpose.

So the question becomes, how much conflict do you need to get to that love? Do you really need conflict, to feel forgiveness and release? How important is it to you, how necessary a device?

Yeah, make-up sex is kind of fun, but I’ve never had it. I think it’s kind of dumb. It’s disordered thinking. Coming together after misunderstandings, that’s different, but I’ve witnessed couples, myself included, get into cycles where their anger and pain become their passion, because they’ve lost their love. And then they don’t understand why they’re in this cyclone of despair all the time, but it like, “well, you’re addicted to something that’s not very healthy.”  I think that’s what a lot of us do. We get hooked on the conflict because we’re still trying to figure out what love is. Because we are trying to get it, get it, from someone else. And it’s just disordered thinking, that’s all. It’s ok, it’s really ok.

When the lights come on, then you have to make a decision. You can get your juice from anger and slight, and pain and disappointment, or you can lift anchor. And, you find, the wind takes you, and the sea supports you, and you’re no longer alone.

It’s very odd.

So, I’m a poet, and a philosopher, and not necessarily one of those who had experiences in crafts and in other physicalized realities. My way seems to blended earth life and cosmic life, and got my understandings in perhaps unconventional ways, more shamanic or visionary, or lalalalala.

But I did it all in amnesia, and finally, the big reveal came. Boop. We’re up against tweakers? Oh Fuck. They’re impaired. They’re impaired, they’re dangerous but they’re not healthy individuals, and it’s not a healthy consciousness. It’s going to do unhealthy things.

OK.

Well, it isn’t a conundrum. It isn’t a puzzle, it isn’t a problem. It’s the task at hand. Figuring out exactly what, who, or if, there is an enemy.

It really took realizing that by virtue of being human, I am, I have internalized, through my genetic code, this whole set up. And because this darkness has individuated and tapped me on the shoulder and messed with me, it became a priority, for me, to figure out exactly what it was.

So, to end, I’ll tell you of my big Aha!, because it’s been really hard for me to know, am I good, or am I bad? I freaking resonate with the dark. I understand the dark. I don’t mind it. I’m kind of immune. It doesn’t seem to stain me, but instead invigorates me, and it makes me appear dark, and corrupted, to some.

Enemy mine.

I am that which I fear.

I am my own destroyer.

I am paradox.

I am a singularity.

And I am the creative essence.

I know, and am, with, that thing, that if you’ve been touched by it, if you’ve run after it and touched it, you know what I’m talking about. The Isness. The All. God. Creator. Source. The Unified Field. Call it what you will. It doesn’t mind.

I resonate with the dark, because I created the dark, because I like a good story. And because, with free will the way it is, well there was a part of me that wanted to run free, and defy. And say:

You. Can’t. Make. Me.

Interesting.

Will is a quantum force. Love is a quantum force.

My enemy likes to play with will, and ignore the solvent that is love.

And I am my enemy.

And I am at peace, with what was, what is, and what is to come.

I love my enemy.

I love my Self.

And I love you.

I declare this the day when all misunderstandings fall, all misdeeds are seen as our own, seen for the silliness they are, and dismissed, with a chortle.

I know my enemy, and I know why I can go dark. I know why it’s bothered me when I have gone dark.

But there is no enemy. It’s just a game. And the light always wins. Always. Without exception. That’s the only rule. This has been a wonderful, wonderful game. Big to little, little to big.

Love your enemy.

Enemy mine.

SEYLAH.

 

 

Deeply Awake — Enemy Mine By Kathy Vik 5-19-18

 

I feel as shaky and apprehensive and awed in publishing this work as I have on a few other occasions, during my creative sojourn. I felt this way with Judas Energy (link below), with Home, and a few others. After posting, sometimes, I look back, look in, and wonder how it is I didn’t break the internet somehow, with my posting, because I just broke reality. That’s how I feel about what I offer you today. It is a culmination of a lifetime of work, to understand and come to peace with my enemy. It is my finest work yet. Here is its bookend, its counterpart, called Judas Energy:

https://kathyvik.com/2017/12/30/deeply-awake-judas-energy-3-23-12/

As I say on video, I have been quiet about the root cause of the darker aspects of my character, and have allowed myself safe exploration into many physical realities with which few are comfortable. I find I am finally at ease, in those environments, often times. I’ve never minded “the dark,” in other words. I just didn’t know why it was incessantly buzzing me.

I address “the plan,” the “service to self” groups, and this battle we seem to be having internally, and in our dealings, that seems fulminant within our leaders, and in our greater realities. This work is my interpretation of why I am here, and my response to finally understanding the answers I have received to the eternal questions.

I hope you enjoy and feel release from this offering of mine. It stands as my description of a journey, through space, time, meaning and significance, to learn answers to questions few around me felt were ok to ask, and fewer still who took seriously what I was coming to know. Such is the way of it for some of us. But, that’s ok. Our time has finally come.

 

 

 

I am including a wonderful interview with George Kavassilas and Project Camelot. He is yet another gifted and seemingly destined teacher of this knowledge. We each take our place in good time, in divine accord, it seems. He has been tested, and he has come through, and has enlightening things to say about it all. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

 

 

 

 

I hope you enjoyed this work of mine. Here is its postscript. I like chuckling. Laughing, and this sketch, are favorites, especially her voice. Ahh! Some Humor is just Co(s)mic Perfection!.