The Threshing Crucible
I honestly cannot call Solstice Week, this past week, or the one coming up, any kind of “floor” because all Foundations have changed. We are all spun in, down, and through, into multidimensionality. This resembles a planetary ‘dark night,’ but is so much more. Gaia is up-leveling as the Great Mother of all planetary and cellular reconfiguration. This affects our physical bodies and our circumstances in amazing ways, if we will open to and allow what is happening.
For a fortnight or so, around each June Solstice, my birthday, and the integrative aftermath, I am taken deeply inward. This year the experience has been amplified. The act of putting words to page from this place is both profound and hilarious. And, I am told it has another ‘week’ to go. What happened was this: First, my entire ‘left side’ spun to center and spiraled swiftly down and through, into an infinite sea. As the dwarf planet Sedna resides in the first house of my astrological chart, my mind was able to be calm about this. I have certainly flowed along with the essential nature of her story in this life.
The current spin felt like the simultaneous integration of inner and outer wormhole currents. I noticed that the right side of my body was drawn along for the ride, so to speak, needing to integrate on a different scale and timeline. I mention this inner event because I tend to experience such shifts as or before they happen in the collective and on the planet. I am the ‘poster being’ for galactic presence. Funny, that. Truly hilarious, from a certain point of view.
Though we are all thoroughly immersed in fresh cosmic tides, I can report new directions, timelines, tracks, and trajectories are emerging, appearing as tracings of light within the waves. So beautiful! And, as yet, unformed, these tracings are exquisite in their delicate dance.
As part of the information I am being led to, a book emerged that could be immensely helpful, especially for healers. Some of you may be familiar with Louis Hay’s book, You Can Heal Your Life. Evette Rose’s book, Metaphysical Anatomy: Your Body is Talking, Are You Listening? goes far beyond that information. And, of course, I was made aware of its existence at exactly the right moment.
Though I have received what I need to hear, psychically, there is a part of me wishing I had had this book back in 2010 when some of the ‘symptoms’ I was researching began presenting. Seeing the information in print made me laugh. Would I have been receptive to its implications 14 years ago? Probably, and perhaps it would have made my path a bit smoother. Then again, it took the removal {by dragons} of a massive filtering system, designed to keep me on a particular mission, for all of this to release. That this is happening now, brings me much laughter and great joy. I am grokking, at a cosmic level, what is possible for us all at this time.
What filters are dropping away for you? What lenses of perception have dissolved or been obliterated? Allow Source to soothe and comfort any bits of self that want to cling to the old or the dissolved, or want to remain confused, and let yourself be remade. What is real will survive this sieving and sorting. What was never real doesn’t matter anymore.
As of the last new moon on 6th June, I was told, “A new life begins.” As we know, beginnings are a delicate time and always involve completions. What Lifetime Agreements and/or Agendas are now complete for you? The mind, and everything it believes you have learned and now know, needs to let go.
What if what you are truly here to be, is what you have now become? What if this being lives beyond the realms of fear? What if?
The crucible has not yet completed its task. This particular wave of intensity flows through the first days of July, until her new moon. In truth, we are in for another 18 months or so of threshing. And yet, as we have surrendered into the Solstice window, and this transition from one state of being to another, {and it will keep morphing} we are ahead of both the old game and the new. Ahead of any game, it is easier to see.
Let yourself stream, beloved illuminated ones! Observe what bubbles stream along with you and wish good fortune to what drops away. The light streams are elegant, lovely, and truly magnificent as they form and re-form our new foundations.
Rest in your flow. Recline in your own Divine. Receive the gift that lies beyond all imagining. You are the clear light of reality. What prismatic beauty rests within your shining? What is yet to be? What will we be privileged to see?
Infinite love~
