Thursday, 26 February 2015

Synchronistic Sunday

This post definitely deals with spirit, manifestation and other things that make a starseed like me squeal with joy. Those without antenna to ethereal realms may not find this story quite as delightful.

This past Sunday was 02-22 ... in my numbers world this is a signal to the heavens (or maybe from the heavens) that anything is infinitely possible today.

The speed of the cycles of late is fascinating and at times overwhelming. But one shouldn't be surprised as its inherent knowledge that the Universe is expanding faster and faster. I use technology as a reference as it's sooo in the forefront. Apply that expansion formula to um, everything, and it's a wonder any of us even know who we are anymore!

If you're still asleep - unaware, unconscious - to your surroundings you probably just think time is going by really fast and may be oblivious to the subtle nuances occurring and available. Wanna change your life? Wanna change your perspective on um, anything? These speeding cycles are giving endless opportunities to grab hold and go a different direction.

To equate that formula into my life over the past couple of weeks, here's the lowdown ... or should I say the download, of what I was experiencing at times.

        - absolute feelings of despair
        - stuck in the same thought patterns I thought I'd cleared
        - unrest linking to childhood

What the hell? And it felt like hell too. My comfort level was no longer tolerable. Time to do something. So I did what any spiritual being would do and had a Card Reading. Go to the Source literally and find out from my guides what was going on and what to do about it. Enough.

I got my mind blown. 

Confirmation of my origins, abilities and some tall divine guy hanging around on my left.
I was taking photos of the Angel Card from the reading and had to take a couple shots changing up the angle as a shadow kept appearing when I clicked the shutter. I got home and looked at the photos from my camera. There was NO shadow... Validation of his existence? I'd say yes.
For a day or so afterwards I felt like I was wading through a thick emotional soup. It was the processing of so many realizations emanating through me.

A few days later my current fave YouTube teacher, Matt Kahn, uploaded a new video  A Message to All Lightworkers   Brilliant. All about how those of us in the First Wave of Ascension were no longer required to clear energy for the Collective Consciousness.
Well no wonder it had been hell, I was clearing crap on a global level! Oh the challenges of being a Lightworker... 
All we had to do was decide when we wanted to stop and we were free to move on. I love the simplicity of the Universe.

Synchronistically the next day while browsing my current fave FB teacher, Danielle LaPorte, she commented it's time to stop telling our 'story' and start to frame up our future. Which isn't a new concept - certainly one I'd long ago heard in counselling... Seriously, how long do you want to talk about your problems? Whatever you choose to give attention to grows, favourable or nah...

Time to stop pondering and healing wounds and get excited about what could be!  I spent the next few days ramping up my vortex with delicious dreams. What I have come to learn is to churn it up, Imagine It, Feel It, then sit back and let the Universe unfold. My spirit guides enlightened me with the knowledge that I like to control the outcome (okay I knew that) and I also believe I have to conjure all this up. Absolutely Not. Let go and allow stuff beyond your wildest dreams take place.

Which brings us to Sunday 02/22 

While having my morning cuppa and cruising Facebook, an Event catches my eye. My sister in law had shown interest in this. I messaged her. Wanna go? She's in. I register us. I start reading the details.

Holy mother of all things Source ... one of the facilitators is the very person whose name I'd thrown into the vortex barely a week ago requesting the opportunity to cross his path.
You can't request anyone to like you. It's that whole Free Will thing. Admittedly I've been slightly annoyed about it at times. The fact that other people have free will, that is... 
A few years back I'd manifested crossing the path of my first love. That took me a good 8 months to happen and when it did, it was in the grocery store after I'd been on a 2 hour hike, no make-up, hair pulled up in a straggly bun exposing my gray roots. Oh ya that Universe has a sense of humour. Guess I should've been more specific...

Ultimately what will be, will be, and I'm enjoying letting go and allowing the Universe to amuse me.

What is truly amazing is the speed of the request materializing. Cycles going faster and faster.
My son decides on an image for a tattoo. The next day he sees 2 guys with similar. Maybe not, he tells me - he doesn't want to be mainstream. Look at it the other way I said. The Universe just provided you with 2 visual samples to assist in your decision prior to getting inked. Cool, he says.

About an hour later I head out - a beautiful sunny February morning. As I'm driving I'm thanking the Universe and my dad's spirit (of course he's angling for me on the other side of the veil) for this amazing show of manifestation. Miracle really. I park oceanside enjoying my coffee and the magnificence of my city. I notice a seagull in the distance flying towards me. Closer and closer until it's barely 20 ft from my windshield. Holy crap, for a moment I think it's going to land on my hood! The bird veers and lands on the cluster lamp standard a dozen feet to my left.

It's my dad! My heart swells. This is his Victoria. This is what he so fervently loved. A cluster lamp standard graces the cover of his record Follow the Birds. Energy flows through me and like watching an old movie, I have flashes of so many wonderful family experiences. I grin from ear to ear and bubble and squeak inside. Over 20 minutes pass. I don't want to leave dad, you go first. Moments after the thought leaves my mind the gull flies off only to land 50 ft away in the water. My turn to go. I start the truck and wave goodbye.

See ya real soon Pops!

The Universe has overflowed my Cuppa Joy and it's barely 10 a.m.

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