Do not ask what to do, how to do it, or what the next step is. We are living the new. We have always learned by living. Now that bill comes due. Bilocation is a daily traversal of what is emerging and what we won’t let go.

Do we have to burst into flames for this type of soaring? False identities do. This is one post-butterfly and post-eclipse effect occurring in our fields. Old identities are shed or burned off and disappear completely.

The Fool’s Journey and the Hero’s Journey are well documented. With each trajectory, what begins anew when one cycle is complete? Why do our minds hold onto what has gone before?

As Gaia moves through the Equinox and Eclipse windows, bandwidths of light and frequency pass through her body and she through their prismatic lenses. An image that can assist the mind is that of passing through a veil of fog into not one, but infinite options of other reality.

The Equinox window is waning ~ straight into the full moon in a few days, accompanied by an initiatory lunar eclipse, whose window is rounded out on the 8th of April with a solar eclipse. These eclipsing events always come in pairs. That this happens each year, twice a year, in fact, makes this transition no less spectacular an event.

…I find that most of us are traversing these turbulent waters within ourselves just now. The cracks in our defenses, our emotional bodies, and anywhere our structures cling to old ways of being are currently exposed by the currents of fresh frequency flooding the planet.

When you wake up in the morning what fills your head? Thoughts? Images? What feelings are you experiencing? Do you immediately entertain data provided by the mind, or do you take the few minutes needed to find yourself and your light in the equation? Just wondering. I can report that taking a few early minutes to let light lead makes a difference.

What have we, consciously or unconsciously, built a world around? What is leaving will be a bit of both. Our lifestyle bubbles, cocoons, chrysalides, luminous eggs, orbs of light, or whatever image we might prefer, have been altered.

What if no directional orientation existed? What if ‘forward’ no longer applied to any timeline, track, or trajectory? No matter how much we may have invested in an identity of any kind, no matter how precious we have held that sense of self to be, it purifies into absorption. This happens, over and over, as we awaken, as it must.

Being One-Self is not necessarily about being a singularity in particular. It is about letting the layers of survival programming and conditioned responsiveness fall away. What remains and continues is circuitry directly connected and one with our Essence

What happens when a case of nerves meets a conflagration of family colors? Servers can become confused, it seems.

It is a morning of no shadows. In the US, today is Groundhog Day. In this Pennsylvania-Dutch tradition, if a woodchuck emerges from its winter burrow and sees its shadow, it beats a hasty retreat underground. This is said to be a portent of another six weeks of winter. If, however, the woodchuck does not see a shadow, it may begin to forage a bit, heralding an early Spring. It is also said, by some, that on such a day one’s life can change dramatically. Mythology for a cold grey morning.