Inviting all to check in and update on your progress with reawakening...looks like we have a whole crew of people who live alone. If you are like me, there are lots of diversions and reasons to put my focus on whatever. I want to remind us of a collective energy we are building through our personal commitment to our own remembering. Been almost two weeks since any of us have left a word here. Once a week was what we are intending. Momentum and commitment grows by action...and yes, I am talking to me too. Been a curious time with all the storms and changes and this and that. WHo Am I is turning out to be quite a question...not the easiest one to answer. Here's to continuing to show up for you!...blessings and gratitude for you
mark

Asking for Help

So I was reading the section in Contact and Guidance and it suggested I ask for help more often. Yes, I know that is something I need to do. So, I am asking for help about the implants. I get that they are what I chose pre-birth and they are good things, so no scariness here. What I need help with is what kind of things are the implants. Are they things I am to do in this lifetime? Are they some things that I have already experienced? Are they feelings I need to experience in this lifetime? Are they certain people or kinds of people I planned to meet with? Are some of them the 12 Powers that Unity talks about? Everyone has these, maybe just not aware of not using them.
So anyone who can help me with this, I'd appreciate your response. 
Enjoy your day, Linda

Who I Am. What I Am. How I Serve

I read aloud the statements from Paul Selig's book before my meditation each morning. Afterwards, I tune in to one of the implants. And that's where things get interesting. 

Vibration. Body twitches. I'm now used to them. It took a while to get okay with the involuntary movements this go-round. My thoughts returned to previous physical episodes of seizure-like shakes that oftentimes had resulted in paralysis (a type of migraine I was eventually told). In the early days of these episodes, years ago, I would panic. I was trapped in my body, unable to move or communicate except for the weak squeezing of my hands or wiggling of my toes. And those actions took great effort. Some thought I'd had a stroke, others said it was the onset of MS. They were wrong, but planted the seeds that something dire was wrong with me. It wasn't. But I've healed that (thanks to my work with Mark), made peace with that, released the underlying cause of that. So what were these present jolts through my body?

The past several weeks have been a concentrated uploading. Imagine the thickest gloppiest frozen Trader Joe's orange juice kind of concentrated. 

When I tune into the Energetic Implants, what I'm perceiving as bursts of light crack open. It's like those cool plasma globes--electricity emanating out of a single point in my body. (I feel as if I should be sitting on a stainless steel shelf in a scientist's lab.) At first I simply felt the energy and had a jolt of twitching or jerking in that part of my body. I can now "see" the electricity, its color, hear sounds, tones, chords, that it creates. And in the last few days I'm realizing that it's not static within my body, but in fact simply the connection between myself and "others." The others are past and future versions of myself, other beings, other dimensions, other planes. There's emotion there. There's communication there. But not through words or even thoughts. Just a knowing. And a great sense of Love. Concentrated Love. 

It's difficult to put into words what I'm experiencing. My human brain wants to look to my past for clarification. Just as those initial seizure-like shakes 15 years ago brought up fear that I was having some sort of stroke, and the current ones initially led me to believe the migraines had returned, I so wanted to categorize this experience. But I cannot. It's beyond a sensoral, emotional, mental experience. It's connection. Connection to Source AS Source. All concentrated in these short electrical blasts. 

As a result, I'm stronger than I once was. Even a bit feistier. (Feisty is not a word that has ever been used to describe me!) I'm not afraid to ask for what I want because I'm being supported in every request. Every request. 

The result? New home to live in, new fun job with opportunity to make the money to support the healing work I'm doing, new positive people and situations entering my life. Endless opportunities. And endless gratitude. 

I believe the physical sensations are a reprogramming and lifting of my physical body. I believe my tuning in to the other aspects of self, previously hidden, concentrated centers that connect with Source, waiting to plug in for the uploads, have resulted in my body, at a cellular level, vibrating at a higher frequency. The very structure of my physical vehicle has shifted from the inside out. It's resonating on a new level. Some days I feel as if I glow in the dark. 

I trust this process. This statement continues to resonate with me:

"In my knowing, I align to my truth, and I lift my hands to be taken so that I may be lifted to the higher octave that is present now by my agreement. And as I allow myself to be lifted, I give my consent to support my world as it undergoes change. And as I accept this, I have faith in my being that the truth of who and what I am will keep me steady and knowing of my worth as a Divine Being in spite of all appearances, all claims, all fears that may be lifted to be witnessed as they are transformed. In my agreement, I say my name, ‘I know who I am in truth, I know what I am in truth, I know how I serve in truth, I am here, I am here, I am here.’ And as I say this, the song of my being claims me as the one who has said ‘yes’ to the journey she says ‘yes’ to in truth.”

So now I trust the twitching. I understand that for me this is how it's showing up, and I'm ok with it. And I live Who I Am, What I Am, and I Serve. 

Trust in the Process

So many things going well in my life, however, I am experiencing some difficulties as well. I have had some very negative reactions from people that I know well, for example at work.  I am also experiencing  some negative feelings myself, as a result of this indepth work, for examples with the chakra.  I am able to deal and handle the emotions, even though at times this is hard.  I am wondering if anyone else is experiencing these changes in emotions, feelings or shifts that arise?  I have ways that I am dealing with these issues, such as meditation, music, journaling, however, I also am wondering if others are having these experiences and if so,  how do you deal with them.? Many thanks, Peace and Love, Patty

Losses and the gratitude of love

This morning my former brother-in-law, Giuseppe (Joe), passed away. He had been married to my sister for many years. They eventually divorced, but Ike and I and our kids stayed in touch with Joe and still considered him part of the family. A proud Italian man, Joe had many old-world views and for my sister he was not always the easiest person to deal with. Yet there was in him a deep sense of integrity and loyalty. He always said he was "blown away" that we continued to regard him as a family member. He always returned a favour, and part of his Italian "old-world" approach was his impeccable manners.

Joe taught me some of his best Italian recipes (he was an accomplished chef), most notably his unique lasagna, which is always a big hit whenever I serve it for dinner. He also coached me in Italian pronunciation during the days I sang classical music, albeit with a northern Italian accent since he hailed from Milan. He and I also shared a passion for Frank Sinatra's performances. At one of Joe's birthdays I gave him a multi-album set of "Frankie" which he played incessantly and drove my sister to distraction. Joe taught both my children to ski and amusingly to swear in Italian. My son Adam got in trouble in grade seven for calling his teacher a "chooch" and to "va fungool", not realizing that the teacher, Mr. Pizzuti, was Italian and knew the slang.

What does this have to do with the "Living As If" course? Well, for me, learning today of Joe's passing reminded me that it's so important to tell those whom we love how we feel before it's too late, and to do so is a high vibrational act because words convey energy. I did tell Joe on several occasions that I loved him like a brother, but I don't think I said it often enough, especially toward the end of his life. I knew he was ailing...battling pulmonary fibrosis--but somehow I felt he would always be around. Last Christmas when we talked at our regular Christmas call, we joked on the phone and talked about current events. I could hear that his breathing was laboured, yet his spirits were good, so I just thought he would be around for another Christmas.

I also know that Joe is not gone, but has simply gone to a different vibration, and I believe he can hear me as I "talk" to him. Joe's son, my nephew Antony, has flown to BC to arrange the cremation and then will bring the ashes back to Ontario where Joe's ashes will be buried beside his older son, Rick, who pre-deceased him, and next to his mother and father in Toronto. Antony has asked Ike to do the memorial service sometime in September, and so I take comfort in being able to be part of laying my precious brother by marriage in his final resting place. I think this is Spirit's way of reminding us that no one we love is ever truly lost.

This all relates to an aspect of the course I'm working on now--that of speaking empowering words. And so I say to Joe: Arrivederci, Giuseppe, e tuo core di grazia. Sempre te amo."

Blessings,
Sharon

Sandy feet, a Siamese, and Oneness

Back to the beach and grateful for so many things, so many moments, so many simple joys. and  the chance to blog:

Yesterday I talked with four friends about their individual eclipse experience. Each had a very personal and unique encounter with the minutes of midday near-darkness. My  own experience was underwhelming at best in comparison to each of my friends. Some felt the temperature drop drastically, some the quieting of wildlife, others felt an energetic shift, and had an emotional reaction. Some had pets that acted strangely. I had none of these. Well, only my friend's Siamese who uncharacteristically wanted to be let outside with me, only to immediately climb a set of stairs and demand to be let in to the house again through a slider on the upper level. I complied. According to her mom, strange behavior indeed for this indoor only scaredy cat. 

There was no one nearby to talk with about what was or was not occurring. The live streaming NASA feed I watched on my iPhone allowed me to feel some sort of connection with the rest of the world, but other than that, I very well may have been the only human on the planet. And I went with that thought, as I imagined what the ancients experienced during eclipses thousands of years ago. I dove into my friend's pool and observed the dimmed dappled light on the water, and felt myself connected with another self of me, an ancient one in a swimming hole surrounded by tropical plants. It was a bit otherworldly for a moment. But just a moment. Nothing to write much about. Truth be told, when I returned to my present self, I felt a bit lonely and isolated, and the accompanying emotions have spilled over to today. 

For those of you who don't know me, I've recently stepped completely out of my old comfort zone and am in a constant state of change and release.  While I've always looked to nature for guidance, especially animals, and heed their messages, that practice is even more prevalent now since I'm on my own. Sometimes this can feel isolating. Yet sometimes at the same moment it is all-connecting. And that is where my a-ha arises. 

I did not need to experience a groundbreaking extravaganza during yesterday's eclipse. There was no major energetic shift I felt because my life is in a state of energetic shift moment to moment. This is part of the process of Ascension. And I'm ok with that. Because while yesterday  marked a monumental shift of a new energy, the birth of the Divine feminine, the opportunity to look at our shadow self and see the light that cannot be blocked emanating out as petals on an enormous black-eyed-Susan flower, those of us who have been the light bearers, the keepers of the ascension flame, we're already well on our way. And we welcome the rest of the world, who although they thought they were observing a scientific astronomical event, will now nevertheless be affected by this Light. 

So, this evening my sandy feet and I sit on a boulder listening to salty waves crash. In complete gratitude, I'm feeling a bit more connected to a few million more observers of the Light. Whether they know it or not. 

Blessings. 

Tonight it poured and poured.  I love the rain, so refreshingly to the senses.   So much clearing off of the old as I listen to the constant drumming of the rain on the balcony, the mist of water that is blowing into the living room and I am invigorated and made new. I feel and imagine the water of this rain outside,  I lift my face to this imaginary rain flow and hear the music of the rain drops, the smell that these many tiny drops falling as one in this multitude that makes the storm and I am cleansed  and again as I continue to lift my face up to accept this marvellous gift from the sky, I am cleansed in body, soul and mind, I feel the water as it flows over my face, down, down, down into Mother Earth many floor below. I am at Peace surrounded by Love.  I am Clean, I am Love, I am Whole. I love the rain.  Peace and Love Patty