Elemental Prayer

Lately I have been acknowledging my connection to the elements in a profound way.  This connection helps me as I move throughout my day.  I find that when I ground myself to the elemental energy first thing in the morning, it sets the tone for the day.  I am lucky that despite the fact that I live in New York I have a garden and this affords me a fantastic opportunity to reach out to the earth.  Sure, my garden isn't big but every last centimeter rings with the glory of creation. When I planted this garden with my husband in July I had the intention that it would serve as a kind of sanctuary for the energy I wish to invite to the earth to help her through this transition.  I imagined in the center of my heart the world that I wish the most to live in, a world where there is no poverty, no hunger, where people are free to love one another, a world without the ravage of unnecessary violence, a world with no discrimination, a world of great creativity, music, laughter and passion.  A wide world where people are safe to be who and what they are.  And moving from the center of my heart I called upon the help of the elemental forces, the faerie kingdom and the Ascended Masters Epona and Green Man to help me build a garden for this energy to flourish in.  This is when I kind of started working with the elementals*. The air elementals are known as Sylphs, the water elements as Undines, the fire elementals are Salamanders and the earth ones are Gnomes.  I am no stranger to elements and I have spoken before on this blog about the Maha Bhutas or the great elements.  What my lineage of yoga from ISHTA has helped me to recognize is that as individuals we are all comprised of the same of the same exact stuff.  And I mean this more than just, "we're all made of the same stuff"... I mean on a subatomic and molecular level we are literally 99% identical to not only one another but every other living thing in the universe (or multiverse, as it so happens).  We are made of the same stuff as stars are made of, sure the recipe was a little different but it is nonetheless astounding.

So coming from this recognition of unity I have been practicing Elemental Prayer.  When I enter the train for my morning commute I connect deeply with my breath.  I ask my guides, the Ascended Masters, the Archangel Covenant and all of the Guardians of the Light to help me clear my energy of any frequency that doesn't resonate with love and unity consciousness.  I give this a few moments and when I begin to feel lighter I begin to connect to the elementals of the train car, after all it is made of the same basic elements that I am made of, that we are all made of.  In connecting with the elementals of the train I create a field of energy utilizing the clean energy that I have just established in my self.  In this field I ask that each molecule be attuned to the frequency of love, stability and safety.  That each molecule become a blessing and that as people pass in and out of the train cars throughout the day, that they become blessed by a subtle sense of love, stability and safety.  Beyond that I ask that as individuals enter or exit the train that by virtue of being alive that they may also recognize their own connection the elementals, even their soul self- it doesn't have to be conscious, and that they become as a blessing to everyone that they come into contact with during the day.  That as they receive this blessing they can also offer love, stability and safety on an energetic level and that this be as a wave or breeze or flame gently moving outward in all directions.

I have noticed, consciously, the energy in the subway car soften as I practice this prayer.  I often wonder, if we all used our powerful ability to direct energy by connecting with it, what wonderful effect we could color the experience of human life with.

Stay beautiful, stay shining,
Nicole

More about elementals:
*http://lotusdivine.wordpress.com/magick-journal/nature-spirits/elementals-sylphs/

Ouch

Good Morning, All!

I want to share this link with you because so many of you are experiencing the aches and pains that accompany ascension.  There are the physical ouches, sure, but there is some other stuff going on as well.  Know you are not alone in this.  I have to run to work but please read this article and let me know what you think.  

Peace, Love & Unicorns,

Nicole

http://religionandlove.wordpress.com/2011/03/06/hello-world/

I dream in Stars

The other night I received quite a wonderful download.  As with most topics on this blog, the nature of my download concerns an expanded acceptance of reality.

This download works across lives and it addresses the time matrix.

Two lives ago I was involved in strange cult existence that involved ritual sexual rape and genetic experimentation. One life ago I had a rest.  Or at least, I think I had a rest.  The thing is around 12-14 years of age two lives ago I killed myself to escape being tortured and kept in a cage alongside many other young men and women.  There is some literature around this on the internet, if you want to go down that road.  I wouldn't recommend it since when I began researching it after the memories were flooding my mind I fell into a deep despair to know that I wasn't "making this up", that it had actually happened to me, but sadly that it happened to others as well. The memory of that life came back to me in this life as the feeling of shame and as an ongoing struggle with suicidal tendencies. Neither of these are currently things that I struggle with now, but it took acknowledging what the hell happened through shamanic journeying and calling my soul, which had fragmented due to the trauma, to come back to me.  In order to do this, I also had to begin working with my DNA.  As my soul began returning to this embodiment I developed severe food allergies.  I have always kept a balanced diet, but most of what my energetic body was reacting to is the pesticides or genetic modifications found in most common foods.  I can no longer eat wheat, or dairy, corn or most meat.  I had to work with my DNA to make it physically easier on myself to accept more of my soul.  At first it was uncomfortable but as I began to work more diligently with my guides and angels the experience became more pleasurable.  As a side note we are surrounded by presences who will gladly and lovingly help us with all aspects of our ascension journey. All you have to do is ask, and mean it.

Back to past lives, the gruesome rape life was another initiation into what I have shared with you on this blog beginning in the Illuminati Basic Training Post.  The gentleman, if you can call him that, who was training me was actually just returning for me.  He admitted to this, all of it, when I told him that I would no longer work for him, that he had been disingenuous about his intentions.  This was not a part of the plan, and it was very upsetting to him.*  As a young girl I had a nightmare that I was in the front drive washing my mother's car when a car driven by an older man with dark hair pulled up on across from our house on the far side of the road.  There was something distinctly unpleasant about this individual.  He began to open his car door and I let the hose fall from my hands as I began running inside.  As I turned around the far side of the car there was a sponge on the floor that I slipped on, gashing open my leg, I quickly got up as he was now running toward me and ran to the front door.  I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me.  He was RIGHT behind me, I turned to continue running but fell against an armchair that was positioned beneath a mirror in front of the front door. (BAD FENG SHUI) He swung the door opened and looked me square in the eye and promised me that he would return for me.  I wanted to scream but I lost my voice.

I was so desperately shaken by this dream that the following day I proceeded to rearrange all of the furniture in my parent's living room so that there wouldn't be anything blocking the passage of the front door.  I have continued the habit of rearranging furniture on a normal basis since then, something about energy getting blocked or trapped in particular configurations... I digress.  In the way that children are like puppies I let this memory fall out of the front of my mind and I found myself, several weeks later, in exactly the situation I described to you in the dream above.  While I had the good sense to move the arm chair that blocked clear passage, I did not remember to remove the sponge, which I tripped on- I have the scars on my legs to this day.  In this real life experience I did not get caught against an arm chair when the strange many came after me, I ran directly right through the hallway to my parent's room, which was on the far left, to the bed of my mother, shaking.  She was snoozing and I awoke her.  She was startled and so was I, but as I often did with my mother as a child, I tried to remain calm so that she would not know everything that was happening- no idea what this is about, by the way. As I turned to the hallway to run toward my parents room I could hear the man pull the door open behind me, I forgot to lock it, and as I reached my mom and she woke up, we both heard the door slam.  Who's here, she asked, I was terrified, a friend, I responded.

When I stopped working for this man he admitted to all of this. That it was him both interfering in my dreaming and in my waking life.  The most disturbing aspect of all of this, however, is that I apparently gave him permission to do so.  Which make sense, since free will is the only law observed in the universe. Someone told me not too long ago that Scientologists have their initiates sign a 1000 year long contract, why would the do this we should wonder, unless they recognize something about the nature of lives that most of us do not.  The point is, be careful with contracts, but also, we can change our mind whenever we want.  Our creator created grace and that is something to live by.  Grace is not a fixed object or idea it is free, changeable and liberating.

Back to last past life where I think I took a moment of rest, I remember being a ball of light.  Perhaps a star.  I remember being very close to what I can only describe as the Sun, but understanding that sun as God.  I remember a deep stillness and enveloping warmth.  I remember celestial music, vibrating between all of us.  There were so many of us orbiting this sun.  I think this is why I love stars so much. That this memory is why I dream in Stars.

Last week as I was finishing the beautiful Charis Malloy Brown's 1st book, "Journal of a Starseed", I was particularly interested in a passage where she wrote about stars each having their own unique field of energy and information to share with us.  We often experience this when we come across Light Ships and ask them, do you have anything to share with me, and then we are suddenly flooded with a wealth of information that we didn't have access to only moments before. Charis's postulation is very significant to me. In my download I was working with the Ascended Masters who were speaking to me about the angelic presence of stars, but also about themselves.  Little nebulous right now but let me explain... In esoteric circles it is common knowledge that the Archangels and the Ascended Masters often take embodiments on earth.  While they can appear here on earth they are also still in their full expression elsewhere in the universe and in between time and space.  Woah dude, woah.  This might not make sense, but if you have ever considered how so may people could be praying to the same God and the same time, consider this... that God/Light being/ Archangel/ Master can be manifest through many different forms and many different realities across multiple timelines without threatening or fragmenting the perfected power or presence of their essence.  Their essence cannot be diluted, and does not subscribe to the limited mechanics of physics that we understand as reality.  They are free.

As the Masters, and one in particular- St Germain, was working with me in this dream, I suddenly flashed back to that presence of myself as a star, this was followed by the passage in Charis's book and my mind went winding to my own relationships with stars.  As a girl I often looked at them knowing that they were my home.  Only now does it occur to me that perhaps while being here on earth that a greater, more complete self exists simultaneously somewhere in the universe as a star.  A star that shares its essence with whatever individual is ready to remember itself.  My friend who I saw the giant mothership with during the Reiki Master training had a huge "aha" moment after I told her about the formation we were observing not being an actual constellation.  She mentioned that on her walk home some weeks earlier she looked at a star and experienced an almost blinding connection to new information being distributed to a part of her brain that she doesn't yet have access to. Maybe that star is her calling out to her self.  I certainly wouldn't be surprised.

Who knows, we are all just hurtling through the universe at the speed of light, hopefully enjoying the ride.

Be loved,
Nicole

*Recently my guides have made it very clear to me that my soul path changed, that I changed it. I am not sure yet what this means but I suspect it has to to with my origins and my identification.  We have all had many different incarnations in various locations throughout the galaxies, but for some reason my dragon guide, Mohimbraha, was very deliberate in telling me that I changed.  Perhaps this has something to do with Mr. F's disappointment when I flipped the script, but I suspect that his reaction/ that dynamic is more micro and Mohimbraha is referring to something more macro.

Read more about St Germain, he keeps coming up for me:

http://www.health-forums.com/alt-support-schizophrenia/st-germain-shakespeare-147352.html

Seeing

Our eyes account for something like 80 % of the energy that our brain expends throughout our daily lives.  Everything in our culture sort of demands that things look a certain way in order to be valuable to our ego existence.  We are often so caught up in our attachment to aesthetics that we many not realize that we have exactly what we want most in our lives, in our wildest dreams even, but it was brought to us/ created by us in a completely different package than we could have ever expected.  Imagine how much more energy we could allocate to positive projects were we not so obsessed with "designing" our world.

Having said that seeing is a very important part of human evolution and in a greater sense of returning to our heritage.  Some people call seers psychics, others visionaries and yet others mystics.  One thing is clear, there are certain individuals who seem to possess an enhanced ability to perceive the world around them in a more complete way, they have an intuitive understanding of "how stuff works" without ever having to try so hard.

That's the thing about seeing, it's not something you can force upon yourself.  It's not something you can strive for.  It's truly a gift that you must humble yourself to , surrender any preconceived notion about and completely trust your SELF to be responsible enough and powerful enough to connect with.

Though I was much more of an advanced seer as a young human person (as is the case with most of us)  , I have reclaimed my ability to see within the last year of my life.  I see many things.  I see spaceships, I see magic, I see ETs,  I see people's auras, I see the energy and energetic blockages they might have, I see what some people call "ghosts" and I also see beings of light, I sometimes see through people's skin into the form of their former incarnations, I see what most people will call angels (not very clearly on this last one, at least not while I am awake), I see the future and the past and I see the dreams of others, mostly as a guide to them as they struggle to reconcile aspects of their shadows*.  Anyhow, much of my own vision has been directly related to trusting myself to be powerful enough to see the world around me without abusing the power or without fearing what I see. This takes practice and I find myself constantly reaching out to my guides and angels and higher self to help me experience my vision with pure love and divine understanding, I ask them to help humble me to the blessings of my soul SELF that I sought to receive on the outset of their journey so many months ago.

The other thing about feeling all of the various movements occurring through the increasingly thinned veils of reality is that I often wonder if someone were to be standing right beside me would they see what I see?  And are those "veils" increasingly "thinned", or is it more my attachment to a fixed idea of what vision and experience I accept into my realm of consciousness simply broadening.  After all, the world does not revolve around me despite the fact that my experience in it does.  Back to my previous inquiry there have been times where I have very clearly seen space crafts of all shapes and sizes and the people I am with seem to be completely oblivious to them, or better yet they say things like, " I don't know what I am looking at," OR, "that's a Japanese Lantern," that last one is probably my favorite to file under the: "You have to see it to believe it" section.  All of this flows back into the vast ocean of our understanding and responsibility for creating our experiences.  My friend, and soul sister, takes all of this a step further in suggesting that often times what is actually a portal interdimensionally will appear to be the nest of a burrowing owl, for example.  That there are various rational explanations on our plane of existence for a phenomenon that is truly more interdimensionally related.

The seeing I do, sure, it comes from a place of intuition but the intuition itself comes from fully living in my own heart and getting my head out of the way for a moment.  After the fact, if I also intuit that a vision requires further examination I bring it into my rational mind and as if it were a small object I hold it in the palm of my hand, I hold it up to the light and turn it in every which direction truly asking myself if I saw what I saw, or what I was actually meant see.  Often time the mental/intuitive/emotional/ energetic impressions that spring forth during this process will be as vital to my ultimate understanding of what just happened as the experience itself.

May you let yourself see the many prisms of life before you.

Travel in Light and in the glory of your opened Heart,


Nicole

*As a side note, some of those shadows do not even belong to them but are a part of the shadow of the collective human consciousness, a shadow that is quickly being infused with light.

What's your number?

Numbers have always played a significant part in my life.  Now especially, but particularly in my young years.  I found that I had an unexplainable affinity to the number 17, and also to 11, 11:11, 11:17, 7, and 71.  I somehow observed these number as one would observe a holy place.  Sure, they were my "lucky" number, but beyond that there was an energy, an opportunity to be transported even.


About 9 months ago the number 33 began appearing to me, I lived at 33 Canal St, I would look at the clock and it would be 3:33, The first two numbers of my birth certificate are 33.  Gazing outside of the window, I see the number 133.  At some point I began to notice that these numbers were presenting themselves to me constantly, I would never look up and see a 64, a 25, or a 6.  Now 11 is surfacing in my life with a vengeance.  A sweet vengeance, but it's making itself known nonetheless. It also happens to be my life path number.  For about a month and a half I would awaken each hour at night and gaze at the clock, 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, 5:55.  Sufficed to say that I came out of the other end of sleep feeling unrested, but I could also sense that something larger than me was happening, a presence that wanted itself to be known and more than that, accepted.

Doreen Virtue speaks about numbers quite a lot.  She suggests that numbers that appear to us repeatedly are somehow related to a specific angel trying to communicate with us.  Whether it is an angel that would like us to know that it's there or whether the angel holds a message that it is using the resonance of the number to communicate with us is probably something that only the individual can be certain of.

What numbers come up for you?

I recognize that for a perfectly rational human person that likes to classify and qualify everything within their "scientific" way of understanding, the idea of looking at numbers and actually thinking that they may somehow seem significant may seem laughable.  Odd would be the very suggestion that on the other end of the number there is a presence, angelic at that, that is looking to communicate with you.  A few weeks ago I wrote about reading a message from the center of your heart, that by tuning in to your breath and the feeling that comes in to your heartspace it becomes possible to distinguish what the truth is for you.  Some things will resonate for some people and not for others.  How gorgeous that we live in a dimension of such vibrant diversity.

Some other folks from the school of practical thought might also suggest that when one spends their time looking for significance in every detail of the world they interact with, they are likely to find what they're looking for.  Some people might call it God, myself included.  I find God in all things these days.  The point is that we create our experience and have the option to navigate toward meaning or structure, or hopefully a compromise of the two.

So yeah, it's 2:17 and I am signing off.


Love,
Nicole




Learn more about numbers, start with 11: http://numerology-thenumbersandtheirmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/number-11.html

Quiet Time

Hi Everyone.  I hope this post finds you in good health and in peace.  This past week has been very busy for me.  On the surface I am still adjusting to my new job and trying to maintain my yoga, meditation, rieki and tarot practice, but beneath that so much of what I was referring to last week, my vasanas, kind of came to the surface and asked me for attention.  So this last week has been somewhat of a stroll though different dimensions of love, the loves in my life and the way that I interact with them, but also the relationship I have to the vibration of love.  Not sure that I can speak on what has come to me just yet, but maybe by next week when there's more clarity.

Last Sunday was our Healing Circle at the 9/11 Memorial.  We opened the circle to all healers, not just Reiki specific.  I think that being an empath and Starseed helps me to see that religion and spirituality can easily become a world of division and hierarchy and since I am not interested in reifying the structures of the old world in my current and future manifestations, it was an easy evolution to include prayer and meditation in the fold.

The clearing itself was rather powerful.  So much energy moved though our group, our hands and feet, chakras and minds, some of it was more aggressive and some of it bit more relieved. A lot came up for the group members but I sense it is because a lot came up, and out.  There was a sense that the spirit energy approached the group immediately after we began our healing, but as the minutes progressed the degree of activity certainly shifted and people energy started coming through.  It came in waves of anger, sadness, confusion and somnambulism.  It feel like heat and sheets of wind, the kind that uproot 1000 year old trees.  In my minds eye I could see that on either side of us (we had formed a pyramid form) there were hundreds of angels and beings of light, and perhaps even spirits of those who have perished because of September 11, standing behind us in support welcoming the energy of passage from the earth's consciousness and from human consciousness into the atmosphere of the galactic core.  The place where absolutely everything becomes purified by love.  It is all we are.

The thing that struck me about the 9/11 Memorial itself is the completely unmasked air of oppression that has been cultivated there.  The whole place is completely sterile.  Our group decided that to remain grounded and to access the earth energy beneath our feet we would remove our shoes.  For a Reiki Master, sending Reiki through the soles of your feet, to the Earth, to heal her but also connect with the infinity that she is, is wonderfully moving and powerful.  Toward the end of our healing we were approached by a security guard who asked us (very bashfully and politely, I might add) that we put our shoes back on.  We weren't allowed to sit on the grass afterward, or lie down, or a couple of other absurd things.  Then there was the matter of the gentleman whose job was specifically to pick up the acorns that fall from trees.  How odd, I thought,, my friend made a comment on how there wouldn't be any acorns if they had squirrels.  But of course, they don't have squirrels. The monument itself as beautiful and well engineered as it is, is something of a dark energetic pathway into the lower dimensions.  Amplified and empowered by the rushing waters (subconscious), representative of all of our tears, into a dark abyss that one cannot see the bottom of. This doesn't seem like a monument fitting to the hope and resiliency of a humanity that has survived the atrocity surrounding that event...  In fact, it is remnant of the book of the dead, the passage between death to new life... an abusive use of occult symbology that is cast out upon the masses who visit the monument, pulling them further into a trans-like state of confusion and I daresay despair.  We will overcome. Every day we live and find joy and arctic gratitude we succeed in spreading peace and helping the earth radiate an abundant environment for all of us to participate in. This entire dance between light and darkness speaks to the very core of our beingness in this dimension.  It is vital that we acknowledge the shadow, the evil, the manipulation.  And just as quickly as it's been acknowledged we act with lucidity and the highest integrity in maintaining our light, the light of all things, the heart of the universe.  As Ram Dass says, "We are all just walking each other home."  The walk is nicer when we can be kind to others.

In the days following the event I received a great deal of love from people in this physical world that we know as 3-D Earth, but also from my teachers, star family, my angels and guardians, and my guides.  I would like to shine that love and gratitude out to all of you who joined in physicality, spirit and/or attention.  You make my life worth living, you color my universe.  It is the color of freedom and rebirth.  Thank you.

Hari Om, Om Tat Sat,
Nicole

John

Two nights ago while doing dreamwork, I met 3 different beings that came down from a giant Starship.  In my mind's eye I always envisioned that I am sort of like the "ground crew"  holding down the fort but I also acknowledge that I would love to be physically present for the landings.  Which will be happening very soon. 

This is a very vivid experience for me, as the beings came down they were first holograms.  I tried to welcome them with an embrace in celebration, but it took a few moments for their physicality to materialize completely.  They were all humanoid.  If you have read this blog, you probably know that I have some "issues" with physical beings that are not human... I am working on this, but you know mostly I have done all of the work I can do and now is action time.  Anyhow, this experience mirrors the whole "Christmas Carol" vibe (sound familiar to any of you?) where the three presences take me on a journey.  The first, a somewhat fringy young woman with red hair took me to New Orleans.  I have never physically been to New Orleans, but I definitely have some business there. She explained to me that the New Orleans community would benefit from having access to Yoga.  That within the collective consciousness of New Orleans there is still a great deal of pain about the Hurricane.  She said that movement will help to dislodge the pain from the cells and tissues of these people.  Okay.  Someone should do something about that...  

The second was also young but male. He took me to a cave, something like an opening to the earth where there was an incredible sound reverberating on the cave walls.  The sound was earth's voice.  It sounded like Ohm.  I had a deeply peaceful sense that I had been there before and that I was receiving a blessing for the work we are doing tomorrow at the 9/11 Memorial.  Thank you, Mama.  

The last being was an older fellow, very lovely, dressed in clothes from the 18th century.  He was once a performer but had fallen upon hard times.  This experience was particularly interesting because I received two messages from it.  The first had to do with the fact that I couldn't hear him at all, everything he said was muffled.  The second was that because he had fallen upon hard times, he was no longer cared for or looked after among the same peers that once revered him so dearly.  In this sense, the importance of what he had to say seemed to be lost not only to those around him, but to himself as well.  His name was John.  I must go back and help this man.  

Swords

There is major movement in the Cosmos right now.  I am sure that you empaths are feeling this, yes?  My lovely friend spoke to me about drawing the IX of Swords when I had, unbeknownst to him, been drawn the II of Swords.  To me, Swords are related to air, Vata, anxiety, they are symbolic of new possibilities and exciting changes.  But there is also a weight to a sword, it is steel and can pierce you if you allow it to do so.  This is where the perception of sword as anxiety meets the perception of sword as excitement.  The outcome of this reunion weighs indelibly on how swift you are willing to act upon the opportunity before you. In Ayurveda, the Bhuta associated with the element Air, Vata, represents a similar conundrum.  When out of balance, Vata will become anxious, frightful, obsessive, insomnia ensues... in balance Vata exudes a levity, creativity and flexibility.  It is inspired.

The thing about my friend's IX of sword card is the synchronistic meaning of that particular illustrator to my life.  This deals with the former boss I spoke of earlier in the week, who was a Klimt fanatic and collector.  It's funny how when you open the door to the memory of someone, their beingness finds other ways of entering your perception. Know what I mean?  We are all living in Synch Town these days, so it's likely that you do.  That's not the only way that my former boss reached out to me this week, but that's another story and post all together.  Swords.  The thing about the IX of swords is that it is also a card of death.  Death of the old self, birth of the new self.  Some people will observe this with a great sense of tragedy and sadness while others will embrace the changes that are bound to come.

Being that Vata Season is around the corner, it is a time for us to be steadfast and committed to staying grounded.  It is a time to observe the movement in air from the stillness of our hearts (consequently, the chakra associated with Air).  Life has a genius and mastery that I am ever astonished by.

Much Love,
Nic

Big Mama is the Best Mama

The earth has really been speaking to me lately.  I look at her and I think, we have the most beautiful mother.  Because I spend so much time in space (ha), it has been very stabilizing for me try and connect with Big Mama whenever and however I can.  This was definitely on my mind this morning when I was feeling a little stretched from my lack of sleep.  I get up, I go to the garden, I let my eyes be blessed by the perfection of nature, I ask to be a blessing for those who I cross paths with.  This grounds me.  I had been experimenting with grounding cords for about a month last December, where you imagine a cord running from the place behind your navel to the center of the earth, but I found myself traveling farther and farther out and finding it more difficult to want to journey back in.  The in and out of that last sentence are interchangeable.

Lately I have been experiencing a fervent desire to be close to Gaia, and to anything and anyone that feels natural or pure.  The closeness feels like the love that I remember missing so badly when I was a child.  Knowing that there had to be something else out there that was complete and intuiting that this love on earth, as we have known it, just didn't add up to what was in my heart.  Kind of makes it tough to take another breath in a half life, but everyone has issues surfacing for them right now and this one is mine.  This desire is manifesting in several ways, the foods I eat have changed significantly.  There are some people who have seemed to evaporate from my life and others that seemed to apparate into it kind of out of nowhere but who I am inextricably connected to.  Music's changed, mind has changed, heart has changed.  All I want is more of what feels like love to me, more earth, gratitude and honesty.  And consequently that is what I share with others, with the world, with you all- it flows through me and belongs to everyone.  I am rambling, the point is that something has definitely shifted in my relationship to the earth.  I hear her.

I heard her for the first time as a spirit, I was giving Reiki to my friend's feet when I encountered a strong and yet delicate presence within me.  I asked her who she was and she responded that she was the earth.  I can't really speak on the rest of the message since that is a private message intended for my gorgeous friend who was receiving Reiki, but it was quite something to have that magic inside me.

Today I heard the earth for the second time.  This morning I read a blogpost on the 2012 Scenario by Suzanne Lie.  I didn't have my wits about me to connect with it at the time until it connected to me later in the day.  Here is the link to that post: http://the2012scenario.com/2012/09/suzanne-lie-a-message-from-gaia/.  The part that stuck with me, and that I have been working with is accepting the gifts that the earth has given me simply by agreeing to let me be here at this time, one phrase in particular "How can a planet transmute my form?" was potent to my subconscious mind.  It wasn't until later in the day, when my awesome boss randomly asked me to watch a video with her, that I received an answer.  Here is the video:  http://vimeo.com/48128037.  At 2 minutes and 15 seconds I heard her again, and this time she said, "This is how I love you, nothing is accidental.".  And there was my heart, broken apart and made all at once.  Thank you, Mama.  

It took me until now to decide this, when I grow up I want to be a Tree and when I die I want to be a Star.

Sat Nam,
Nicole

Rainbow Bath

Not sure about anyone else, but I am WIDE AWAKE tonight.  Reiki, Meditation, reading, nada...  Downloading big time this evening, though none of it is evident to me at the moment.  Anyhow since I wasn't sleeping I decided to do a meditation.  I started with Nadi Shodana, followed by Sat Yam and then finished with something I can only describe as golden egg, pink cloud, rainbow bath.  Holy shit I feel amazing.

Nitty gritty.

Nadi Shodana is a pranayama technique used to bring both sides of the brain into balance.  The effect of this is a daydream-like state that facilitates the rising of your consciousness in order to arrive at a state of meditation.  There are certainly more scientific reasons for how and why this happens, but I am on an hour of sleep and I have some issues to attend to tonight.  Sat Yam Kriya is a very powerful cleansing technique and it can be used in specific ways.  Yesterday was an interesting day for me because I had quite an upwelling of unexpected emotions wash over me in intense waves.  This wasn't completely unexpected as with every Reiki Attunement the force of the energy will ultimately deliver you closer to your own truth, struggling with it or not.  Anyhow, a mind full later, I used a Sat Yam Kriya that is deeply penetrating and purifying.  It's a tremendously powerful technique.  Afterward I was sitting in my meditation when I began to notice (in my mind's eye) that the space around me was turning a beautiful golden color.  Within moments the space around me became me and gold move through my pores into my blood stream and my heart and bones, I was delighted by the feeling but without paying too much attention.  After sitting in my golden egg as a golden yoke I saw that a stream of puffy pink cloud was pouring over top of my coating my egg and the space around my heart.  I stayed with this presence for some time until the rainbows came, the rainbows where tiny and there seemed to be millions of them.  They moved the way that blood moves under a microscope, in complete chaos but very deliberately.  I have never felt rainbows like this before.  They shot through my entire body and I was literally shaking in my meditation.  The vibrations would move through different parts of my body until finally they stopped leaving me in a very clear, clean state of being but completely energized.  Which is why I didn't sleep.

I highly recommend the golden egg, pink cloud, rainbow bath meditation if you are feeling like you want to kick some ass and take some names, or if you just need a little pick me up :).

Just saying.

Namaste,
Nicole

Illuminati Basic Training

A little over 11 years ago I began working for a very peculiar man.  It was certainly destined that I should end up living in the same town as him and working at the restaurant he frequented and serving his table.  The night I met him (again) I dreamt that he was standing in a fire but not being burned. Many years later I came to realize that a joke he made in passing was intended to awaken a part of my subconscious to the fact that we had met before years earlier when I was still a young girl.  The time I spent with this man, let's call him Mr. F, remains to be the most important educational experience of my life.  Quite honestly I spent most of my time with him avoiding my college classes, I was being pulled into a very old lineage of information that was available to a select few and it was handed to me in a  destabilizing way (on purpose, of course).  In hindsight it is clear to me that I was being brainwashed. But that's the thing, I was never broken.  Meeting him again was a part of my karmic contract, despite that in terms of my spiritual well being I felt that I was in the "lion's mouth" so to speak, every effort he made to pull me back into being a monarch* was met with an about face. I learned about the structures of power that have existed on earth since Egypt, and before then actually.  I learned that a group of families who have guarded information about our heritage and abilities were using these resources to the detriment of most of mankind.  I learned how politics work, how the banking system was formed, I learned about the United Nations and Novus Ordo Seclorum, about microwaves and why the food system was being poisoned by big business for big business. I learned that humanity was under attack and most importantly, I learned that I do not fear death.  I garnered many other practical and applicable business skills that are altogether unquantifiable, my former boss being one of the foremost Las Vegas casino owners, and all.  But really what became evident to me was my own calling and necessity to align myself with a higher purpose, one that could apply my inherent abilities toward creating movements of peace and safety for disenfranchised individuals and groups, one that could anchor an energy of peace and remembrance onto this beautiful and perfect planet.  I would have to start with myself, of course.  And so I did, and I have, and now I am working with others.  With you.

Over the next few months I will be sharing some of my stories of working for Mr. F., I invite you to ask questions or share your experiences.  I have been made aware that many of us incarnate into situations that expose us to beings like this and it is time to disempower those memories of indoctrination and damage from our cells and replace them with love.  It's time for us to reclaim what is ours.

Travel lightly,
Nicole

* Monarch Project:  Heavy stuff, kids... proceed with caution: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cathy_O'Brien

there is a lot more research about this project, if you feel the need to delve further it's out there and available.

God

Why do I love you?
I seek God
and as I draw closer to you
I recognize in you the divinity that I Am.
God is everywhere
in you, your eyelashes.
Stay a while, forever.