How many times have you asked yourself, “Why am I here, NOW?” Usually accompanied by some form of “wailing and gnashing of teeth',’ as the Biblical quote reads. Part of the answer resides in the question, as is inevitably the case. Questions and answers occupy the same vibrational space. When we ask and we feel we have not been answered, it is always and in all ways, because we are using cognitive bias to look for the answer our ego wants, rather than listening for Source’s truth. In the case of this question, the answer is implicit. Nurturing the Oneness Within. N.O.W. An acronym not to be forgotten.

What are false constructs? We all navigate the world within them. Some are more fake than others. Some, whose adventure has ended, are coming apart at the seams.

This looks peaceful enough, doesn’t it? Even the fog presents a vista of stillness. This outward stillness can be illusory at the moment, and is not necessarily to be depended upon. Think about hiking or driving in thick fog. Slow and careful is mandatory, in order to avoid harm. Navigation is different, but not impossible.

I was chatting with a friend, yesterday. We were speaking of the individual orbs into which we see everyone retreating. It looks as though everyone is pulling their chosen perceptions of reality in tighter, closing them in upon themselves, battening down for dear life. I say “looks as though,” even though that is, by and large, what is happening.

Whenever I hear that phrase, my memory goes off into “Bridge” by Simon and Garfunkel. And, for this time, that martyrdom concept, though laced with love, is inappropriate in most circumstances and cosmically incorrect. That’s a mouthful isn’t it? And, sad, from a certain point of view. We can’t really ‘be there’ for anyone else. To our obligatorily conditioned minds and emotions that may sound cold and uncaring. It is simply truth. some of you are experiencing this for yourselves. That’s brilliant!
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The month of June has contained a grand pivot point, one we will not find in any particular astrological or other symbology, but within each and all of us. It affects, most directly, how we choose to align with Source, as Source.

Source’s metaphors are nothing if not upfront, obvious, and, quite often, hilarious. This week, being Solstice -> Birthday week, I ‘signed off’ inwardly and have been a bit offworld, from a certain point of view. I can report that the waters are wondrous!

…Is being amplified through this Solstice window. This alignment is not the same as any other identity you may have known yourself to be. It is based on the purity and integrity of what resonates absolutely within you.

There are so many portals, so many passages as we move through our lives. The portal that configures as an opening to allow us entry brings us through an open stargate and into a particular pixel of space-time. It is this configuration we call, in astrological terms, a natal chart. It determines nothing. It is an entryway, carrying with it the support of celestial bodies whose alignments form the parameters within which we chart a lifetime. It is a massive collaboration of divine intent. What a privilege to have been welcomed so.

This month is a re-set or pivot point. The energies are set up for it. So, let’s begin. First of many baby steps: what wants completion?

What parts of the feeding frenzy do you still support?
I’m noticing, more and more, and participating less and less, in the vagaries of broadcast fear. So many live in ‘fear world.’ Even capitalizing the title gives it too much credence. The vibe on most posts having to do with world conditions is laced with nasty, no matter how well intended the proffered information might be. When I can taste the fear, I don’t imbibe. At the moment that can seem to mean fewer and fewer options. Or, does it?

I’m having a wonder, so I beg your pardon if my words wander. Today is a ‘say what you need to say’ kind of day.
And, truth be told, Source has expressed through me what wanted expressing, for years now. Long years, in human terms, a nano-blip in cosmic reality. So much of it has been what others seemed to need to hear. In the immortal words of Willow, “bored now.” Facetious, of course. Yet, there is so much more that seeks expression. That flow will find its way. She always does so.