Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Bravers of the impassable code

So it is a time for the changing of hands, what has been well kept inside the city of fear is now being delivered unto the land of love. WE, the restorers of the code of the human angel, have braved the city of the night. We have come and laid our bodie's our very lives upon the grid of separation and fear, we have air-lifted provisions from the land of love to fortify us in the depth of battle, we have grown our base of love more and more from within this land, and now it is time for the penetration of the night sky itself that liberates us once and for all, and transforms the nature of the substance of the veil of fear itself for all who will come after.

I realize now, that many do not relate to my story, my particular experience, but perhaps some reading this do. Many are playing the role of holding a genetic code that is passable enough, love based enough, that they can live in this amazingly compromised expression of life that we see here on planet earth especially in our western society of fragmented structures, enslaved economy, school systems that farm us off for 6 hours a day, jobs that farm us off while the sun is awake and deliver us at dusk. If the inner state of the DNA is passable, one can be trained and raised to live complacent in this reality, but if the state of the DNA is severely damaged, one cannot live within this compromised system. One must give their whole energy to seed a world that reflects the unity and the love that is alive inside the shattered code. At our core, we, human beings have an exquisitely beautiful GEnetic code aligned with love and sovereignty and co-creatorship with all of existence. Before the massacre of our code, we lived as outbreaths of God in great concert with the music of existence, the music of life. Those of us who have come to brave the impassable code, carry this awakened song memory within us and it fuels us through the darkest of the night. It fuels us to keep persevering until we have penetrated the night sky of fear with our very bodie's.

My trip to Joshua tree retreat to the "Celebrate your Light" retreat was my way of saying that no matter how strong the fear comes, I will persevere in the face of it, and I will live to stand on the other side of it. Now, it is the final separation from my birth mother's karmic placental soup, to extricate myself from all that has gone before in limitation, and to stand as a citizen of the world of love based reality. Deep in the night, under my own loving hands, I work on the mending of the fracture, bringing cellular repair along the line of my solar plexus, the line of the great war.

I am remembering myself as an integral part of the matrix of life, the matrix of the remembered light body of the earth and all the cosmos as it was before the interference. Ahhhh, yes, but no matter how badly shattered and severed the genetic code of the human angel, it is still the genetic code of the human angel: and when enough of it is intact, fear is vaporized by its essence. Nearly 27 years now of the great work to remember the code, and I am having glimpses of just who this human angel is and what it feels like to live as this living light code. Hold onto your suspenders everyone. WE are so much more than we now know ourselves to be. Think the size of the stay puff man in the movie "Ghost Busters" and you are getting closer.
Blessings to all whether immersed in the passable code that will become more and more glorious or the ones immersed in the inpassable code: May you have great strength and perseverence to penetrate your night sky and stand as love once again. I am with you. And guess what? The code is not impassable. The Jail bars have their limit. Thank God, but they do give you quite a run for the money.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

the petrie dish of becoming

I'm realizing right now I feel like a petrie dish of scattered non descript fragments of Genetic material. And my task is just to breathe love into the mass, and continue one foot in front of the other to grow it into a living self sustaining organism. I feel like I myself am this organism and my love in every moment gives me the juice to proceed with the next moment. There is nothing in my external life to hold onto. It's like I have to create the womb for this pre-self organism all on my own, or rather with creator, I get to behold it's becoming and have faith when it all feels so empty. It is quite a challenge to keep going sometimes and to keep believing.

But we do as we keep breathing the sweet breath of life when we stop to let the sweet oxygen in to revive us. The oxygen of the now moment unfettered by the what ifs of lack and fear, just present in the enoughness of the breath of now.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Winds of Change

I don't know if you fellow earth travelers are feeling it, but great change feels to be afoot. It is a kin to a great wind that is ripping out all the anchors of the known constructs of my identity. Here is the log from my cognitive mind

Captains log 3-30-10: 900 hours

The wind of change is upon us. It has ripped the last boat from it's harbor, the anchors are all coming up. The hold fleet is at the affect of this great wind, it comes from the west, terror echos from the crew, terror through the night... there is nothing to be seen in the depth of the darkness, only to feel what is being ripped away as we watch the harbor lights receedng into the distance. Wind is here that will not be denied. We have no power against it. It exerts it's force upon us carrying us into unknown harbors. It is clear that we cannot fight this force that is taking us now. We know we are going, but we know not where, into the night, towards a new light. The boy and the girl are becoming teenagers falling in love, magnificent and glorious innocence of first love in the valley of delight. but the enchanted kingdom and their union is the death of the entire framework of this mental mechanism of defenses and tyranny. As they love a sun rises that is the death of my harbor of separation and control. As their love overtakes more and more of the scene, a great valley of beauty and wonder rises up into being and the ending of my world, makes this rising possible. Ah, perhaps surrender is not so bad after all.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Tell me: which master do you serve, fear or love?

Ah so I awoke early this morning with the windstorm of thoughts blowing around in a gust, but I believe there are some valuable gems in the mix to share.

The first thing to get is the brain, the physical structure of the brain is a receiver.
It is not a creator of thoughts, but a receiver of frequencies that impulse it's machine. The great task standing before us is that this receiver of the brain is currently held ransom much of the time by unconscious, impulsive programs put in place to avoid presence and therefore, to avoid pain.

The best metaphor for the blast of mind activity that results to avoid pain is that of a great wind that constantly attempts and many times succeeds in ripping our attention out of the present moment. These impulse comes from the survival based fear fueled solar plexus chakra. The higher mind has no gateway into the solar plexus. We are only reachable by the higher mind when we can begin dwelling in our hearts.

So how do we begin to slow and eventually calm the wind and arrive more and more into our hearts? To do this we must begin to face the pain we are avoiding. All of us have a vat of unconscious pain that our mind is slave to to some degree. So the key is to begin a practice of vigilance to identify which behaviors feel to be driven by an unpeaceful energy, interrupt these behaviors and feel the pain or the fear and unrest that is present just under the surface.

Simultaneously, it is tantamount that we actively and deliberately take the steps that will bring joy into our lives from moment to moment. This also keeps us open to be impulsed by our higher mind and heart.
There is a joy that is our authentic nature, and our footsteps long to walk this path for it resonates with who we are. Like a child simply putting one foot in front of the other, creating her stairway to heaven step by step, we must follow our joy.
This is not a quest for joy that is born out of the wind of unfelt pain, but this is a joy that emanates from it's own seed of self within. It has an organic impulse like a seed that wants to blossom and a star that longs for the revelation of it's light.

So, it may seem paradoxical in nature, but these are 2 different mechanisms: And the reaction to each is very different indeed. For the 1st, the pathological joy questing of the mind must be dismantled for it is driven by dis-ease and desperation. While in direct contrast, the authentic joy arising from the core of self, must be nurtured, nourished and put at the helm of the ship as the actual compass by which we steer the life. Very different indeed, but on the surface seeming to be after the same thing. The mind is not in reality. It does believe that it is going the right direction, and sometimes it can be quite tricky to unmask it's self deluding behavior, but if it's impulse cannot be sustained without your conscious attention moving it, then you've got pathological joy questing. while cultivating and following the authentic joy steps of the seed self is self sustaining. The impulse of that basic joy will keep arising again and again. Maybe in a different form, but that doesnt' matter and it can arise independent of anything the attention is focused on. One good way to tell which is which is that the former will be accompanied by a "needing to get" feeling, like your running on a tread mill with a hungry monster biting at your ankle's just behind you. The latter is more just an organic arising of "yes, this is what I'm supposed to do, like when the flower receives the impulse to grow another step toward it's eventual blossoming and puts out a fresh green leaf.

At this time in our history, not waking up is no longer an option. The tension that is increasing in the lower mind field is becoming a mine field. So it is tantamount that all of humanity begin actively participating in the upgrade of consciousness to become impulsed more and more by the higher mind and heart and remove ourselves from that which holds the bondage to the lower mind.

The number one way we free ourselves from the mine field of the lower mind is to dismantle addictive behaviors and feel the pain that is underneath. Breathe, Be present. Find connection to what is alive in you in every moment, and if there is unrest, meet it with love and release the pain. Breathing in joy and light and connection to god source energy in it's place. This is how we make the upgrade we are being asked to make by Novmeber of 2011, we must be out of the mine field or there she blows!!!!

Another metaphor I love is that the pool we have been swimming in is about to become more and more a pool of pirannas. For quite some time they have been babies with only little nubs for teeth, but beware because now they are maturing, and with maturation comes the truth of the teeth. So we must simply begin moving to a higher pool to do our swimming, one that is filled with the waters of the higher mind and heart beyond identification with the emotionally driven identiy. Emptying the vat of unconscious pain we become more and more able to arrive in these clear waters of love and balance and sovereignty over the bondage to the emotional body and lower mind impulse.
I wish us all well, as we engage consciously in this process of extricating ourselves from the mine field of unconsciousness and become ever more sovereign over our lives.
love and blessings to all.

Sarah

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Changing Times

Hello dear family,

How is everyone feeling during these major shifting times when the mother earth is quaking and shaking and shifting to accomodate more light coming into the planet. Last night I got to speak to a lovely group of people about conscious evolution and love and evolving from the 3rd chakra of fear based, survival driven separation consciousness up to the 4th, heart chakra of love and unity. What an elevator ride. We talked about the dismantling of all beliefs anchored in separation and the enema of fear and grief as we uncover the here-to-fore repressed pains and traumas of the emotions emerging into consciousness.

My question to my self and the universe is really: How can my life's experience truly be of service to humanity. Where does my knowledge and experience inter-face and truly serve those who are listening. I love sharing and teaching and feeling that I am making a difference and helping to prepare people for the effect of the big shifts as the guard changes on this planet from fear to love. Not sure how to do it. Not sure what parts of my knowledge to leave out.

The difference , as I understand it, really the only difference between star seeds and awakening humans is that starseeds receive activation from within and awakening humans will be undergoing the same awakening and dismantling and emotional purging but there shifts will be triggered by the light coming into the planet from the outside. So really now we are all in the same boat because the symptomology is truly the same at this point.

My mind is just so active. I need to feel my attachment to be a teacher, feel the anxt and pain of invisibility underneath this major attachment.
Anybody can relate out there. My teacher, Lisa Rene at wwww.energeticsynthesis.com says that we must get underneath all attachments and feel the distressing emotions that they are masking. OH boy, still got major work to do.
Well, I guess I'll sign off now. am loving Christine Day's new book. Check it out at frecuenciesofbrilliance.com, Pleiadian energies to assist us in birthing our muti-dimensional natures. Also check out solfeggio frecuencies on youtube. Wow, 528 HZ Divine love and transformation, miracles. Also family of Jacob on youtube. Melchizadek144. So beautiful. So much glory being shared visual and auditory.
Well, I guess that's all.
Love to all,

Sarah

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Rolling with the punches

Hello all,

The las few days there has been a feeling of major resistance, many opportunities to clear fear and shame. I do believe a powerful wave of high frequency energy is coming in just now and it is calling us into a greater level of participation and incarnation as unity consciousness awake alive and engaged. The powerful activation of March 20th is approaching. See www.earth-keeper.com . This is a time of increasing demand for light integration which we know means calling up greater levels of unresolved shadow. I am writing a short installation here because I am on a library computer. Interfacing with the world of the fear-based fragmented reality is feeling very unsatisying today and all days really. The only thing that is real is the incredible love I feel connecting me to all living things. Now, if only the capacity to feel and appreciate this love could give me a niche, a job in this dimension. The world of money and marketing is so not what engages me, and yet it feels like I must play at least while it still is in play.
Love to all. My time is up.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

The lost song of creation, grasping to remember


I have been listening to Pink Floyd's song "Comfortably Numb" and it is really bringing me to an intense place of longing and anxt. I'm playing my cello with it, climbing up these emotion notes, over and over again, pouring out of me, soaring up the neck to the higher octave and I am fueled by such anguish. So I decide, ya know I think I just need to feel the pain that is in this song for me.

And then I go in to feel it, and i see it all, me in the womb, the song of my preferred light body organization creation is coming through loud and clear, and then, all of a sudden I lose the song, I can't hear it. I'm struggling so hard not to lose it as it's being wripped from my reality like mist fading into oblivion. And in the absence of the song the living light code of beauty falls into the default creation of the current level of separation consciousness being infiltrated into me by the surrounding womb. And I scream "Mom, why did you stop playing the song, go back press the play button, and she says, " I don't even know that song. I didn't even know i was playing a song. Somehow the button on the tape recorder just went off andt he piped in guiding message of my passage into joy and rememberment in form is gone. And the anxt and anguish at having the song, and being held within it's destiny and then dropped like an orphan into the confusing darkness of jumbled dna, un recoverable as light, unrecoverable as joy, unrecoverable as sovereign, but rather, a cog in the machine of the fear based reality, a default android asleep in the matrix, without the song, this is my only choice.

But now, living the fullness of the loss, I can go back and chose again.
This time I chose to know that i never lost the song, that I have always been held in the field of the light and that the song is in my blood and in my bones, and I need only believe that it is there and was never lost to instruct the DNA back into original innocence position. So I guess I am working on this. And Crystal beings all around me are activating the unity field, but then when I leave them I feel dependent on them as the source of the acess to the field, the key is to tell myself I am the unity field. I am resting in oneness with source. The fall never happened. I am found in the exquisite homecoming within self.

And the drama of lack and struggle and anxt in me screams loud saying. Are you crazy, It's empty, it's not full, it's broken, it's not whole, it's fallen it's not in tact. And i say, that is a nightmare for the field was never broken, and who I am was never at the effect of any of this. Who i am has always been resting in total wholeness of foundness and unitedness, and beginning to train my brain to dwell beyond the drama and cease manufacturing thoughts of wanting and desire in this place of total fulfillment, how can there be want. Ah, so, this interesting dance continues at the edge of duality, the fat lady of the emotional body is enjoying her final swan songs, but soon their will be no attention focused there to hold identification in the drama.
Well, I guess that is all to say for now.

So much love and so many blessings to all.