Monthly Archives: December 2014

The “Golden Age” Lives Thru You!!

The “Golden Age” Lives Thru You!!

For all of you who have not read this post, I would like to share it with you. There is a channeling that Lisa includes in her post about half way through that one of her clients channeled recently. It is very specific in the instructions…which please remember are intended for the woman who opened herself up to received them. However we can all take from it what resonates with each of us. I personally like the no bullshit tone and the challenge to commit to YOURSELF. Lisa also included a fun meditation at the very end of the post that would be wonderful to play with, especially if you are a meditation beginner. If you need help starting meditation or just have any questions at all about it, my email is posted at the bottom of my Home page. Enjoy!

The Shift of Time and Energy!


Well here we are, the “other side.” well, at least for some anywayz, which really surprised me to see some still maneuvering their way thru the portal, or eye of the needle of whatever we want to call the 11th!!  But, before I get to all that, I want to share something that I had seen in a few readings that I really didn’t understand enough to write about.

Several days before that 11 thing took place, there were two people, one male, one female, both on different days, but down days for me, where I went to do their readings and something really strange happened.

I have mentioned before, when I do readings, I literally put my chest on my lap so that my physical eyes are aligned with my floor, the moment I assume that position, everything in my physical reality turns off for a moment and instantly…

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Bear With Me



I saw in my meditation, as I was getting ready to sleep last night, another element has been added to my foot chakra exploration.  See here for previous post about that.  I saw golden lines going down the inside of my legs and past my feet.  The line on the left leg passed through the left foot (which holds the fire/purifying chakra center) and continued on down down down.  The line on the right foot (which has the water/amplifying chakra center) went through my foot and then also went through a metallic red star that was holding steady about a foot and a half below my foot.  It was similar in shape to the image I found above, only it was more shiny and I could see through where all the black in-fill parts.  I pondered it’s meaning and came up with a lot of hmmmmm.  I asked the star what it represented.  It floated up in front of me and then over my head.  Where upon it sprouted tiny red legs and ran down the invisible wall at my back.  It made a few more quick loops around me before it settled into its former location below me.  This time when I pondered I came up with..movement.  And thought to myself well yes, a star is a sun and a sun is in constant energetic movement.  But I still couldn’t tie it in with the water/amplifier energy of the right foot chakra.  Then I hear that little star say it was the “Sacred Divine”.  Well HOLY crap!  That sounds good and all but rather vague for my liking.  I knocked on my guide Gregory’s shoulder and bugged him about it.  He leaned down, (rather put out I might add…he is a busy guide you know) and grabbed that red star and unbent all the kinks and handed me a long red tube.  I looked through it and saw a distant quasar or something all big and beautiful in my field of vision.  Whoa!  It magnifies the energy coming in!  I get the old finger tapping the nose gesture from Gregory, BINGO.  Well interesting…I have a magnifier below the water/amplifier energy.  Turn up the picture and turn up the sound, it might just be time to get busy.  Or at least to have a party.

My mind veered out of the meditation and into my own thoughts for several minutes.  Suddenly I saw an image of a tiny wooden carving of a bear thrust to the forefront of my thought train.  Luckily, that train didn’t make it too far down the tracks before I brought it to a screeching halt.  After all, that image was way too random.  I went back to it and saw that Gregory was holding a little necklace out to me.  There was a plain black cord and from it dangled a tiny plain wooden bear standing on its hind legs.  I took it in my palm where it changed shape to stand on all four feet.  And then started walking across my palm toward me.  Then, quite quickly, it was running toward me and became increasing bigger until it was a full size polar bear charging me across the snow.  My first instinct is, “HOLY SHIT, RUN!”  But I know that it is counter productive to run from large animals in one’s meditations, similar to real life. 🙂  So I stood my ground and had the joy of watching outside of myself as the bear swallowed me whole.  I saw/felt the me that was within the bear, get up on all fours and grow until I fit the skin of the bear.  Where upon I looked out through the bear eyes and sniffed with that bear nose and then promptly crawled out of the mouth.  I turned and stood nose to maw with that bear and brought my right hand up and with a twist of my wrist in the air that giant white bear became that little carving again.  Which I put in my pocket and turned and walked away.

So I looked up the symbolism of the Polar Bear and found this on

 The Inuit even have a polar bear god. His name is Tornaurssuk and presents himself in human form. Tornaurssuk is an initiate god. Meaning, when a Native is embarking upon a time of tremendous transition, the polar bear god Tornaurssuk is invoked in ceremony. The polar bear god eats the initiate and poops him or her out (sorry folks – I couldn’t think of a better way to say it). At the end of this soulful digestive process (which is quite spiritually arduous, from what I understand), the initiate is transformed – renewed. He or she comes away from the devouring/recycling process strong, and imbued with the qualities of the polar bear. 

So, pretty damn cool and I apparently lucked out by crawling out of the mouth.  And so much to ponder…am I now the initiate or the initiator or both (most likely).  And what have I transitioned to or embarked upon?  This I won’t be told, no doubt.  Spirt is very hush hush about such things.  There is so much symbolism about the polar bear but I would love to share a very interesting fact before I close.  A fact I learned from reading my kid’s National Geographic.  The hair on a polar bear is not white, but is clear.  The hair reflects light so that they appear white.

The Spirit of the Polar Bear by Teresa Zieba

The Spirit of the Polar Bear by Teresa Zieba


Turn up your inner radio!


Hello All Listeners,

Oh, did you catch that? We are going to talk about listening today.  In particular, the use of Song as a form of communication by our Guidance.  Today for example, I realized that I was humming “She Will Be Coming Around the Mountain”.  It took me a while to realize that it was one specific verse that was in my head.

We will all come out to greet her when she comes.

Yes, we will all come out to greet her when she comes.

We will all come out to greet her, yes we’ll all come out to greet her, we’ll all come out to greet her when she comes.

After I paid attention enough to hear the verse (and the clapping and yells at the end of it), the song faded away.  But only after I had gotten the message of welcome.  (To what I do not know.  But apparently I got around the mountain.)  I remember when I was first starting my journey of expansion that I heard “Ring of Fire” a lot.  LOL!  Earlier this year I had “Black Hole Sun” playing in my head a lot while I also was experiencing lots of Black Holes in my meditations.  But what I have noticed lately is that Spirit has been changing up the words on me. Case in point, ever heard of a song called, “Dark Side of the Sun.”?  NO!  It’s dark side of the MOON!  I shout like a pouty teenager. I hear back,

Everything has a dark side

And they didn’t mean bad, evil, corrupt.  As in, here is a little glimpse of something coming your way.  Cookie crumbs from the other side.  Oh well, I’ll figure it out, or I won’t.  I do prefer when they blatantly change a song.  Last week I was having fun interacting with time.  I kept hearing this:

Time, time everywhere it’s time

Blocking up the scenery, breaking my mind

Do this. Don’t do that.

Can’t you read the time?

That is not how it goes.  The words are SIGNS, SIGNS everywhere its SIGNS. You have the words wrong!

So listen to the signs.

And then they started singing Cher. Cher!  “If I Could Turn Back Time” of course!  Only they took the song and made it into a round.  And it became a song about mutual regret and forgiveness instead of one person’s heartbreak.

If I could turn back time,

If I could find a way,

I’d take back those words that I hurt you.  And you’d say?

(second singer responding) If I could turn back time…

We had been talking about time and that the way that we view time is not real.  I had quite a long conversation while doing laundry about it. But here is what it boiled down to.

Step out of time and all is stillness.  There is no longer any Time there is only to BE.  Take the BE attributes back into time with you.  That is what to BE in Time is all about.

And when we bring both the BE with living in a TIME based world together we become the eye of a hurricane. Cue “Riders on the Storm”.  The shit storm that kicks up around us affects us not at all or at least a whole lot less than it ever use to.  I know you know the feeling.  You walk away from the trauma drama and you happen to hear the Beatle’s singing,

Let it be.

Let it be.

Whisper words of wisdom.

Let it be.

or you take a step and go with your intuition and they sing a little Melissa Etheridge for you.

Yes I Am

I am you passion, your promise, your flame

Yes I Am

And so maybe they change a word again to get their point across.  But hey, they can only work with the back catalog that is in your brain.  So they got to do what they got to do.  And then there are those songs that you hear and you can feel the party on the other side of the veil.  Songs that for some reason open your heart up.  For example, say your watching Austin City Limits, and an artist ends their set with “Spirit in the Sky”.  That song, no matter what makes my heart soar.  I don’t care how badly its sung…that just makes me sing louder to drown them out.  And I know that my guides are funneling all their joy right in to me because I can feel them dancing around like a drunken choir ensemble.  Or how about that Leonard Cohen song, “Hallelujah”?  Leonard has said that “Hallelujah” was the hardest song that he ever wrote.  He worked on it for years.  It had countless verses.  He had notebooks full of crossed out attempts and rewrites.  He had the album that song is on rejected by his label, because of that song.  And now look, it is everywhere.  It was in the Shrek movie for God’s sake!  And every time I hear it, I stop what I am doing and listen.  The words are beautiful and violent and blatantly sexual.  But they are singing it at memorials for shooting victims and during church services.  And oddly enough, Leonard address the odd dichotomy in his song with these lines from the song itself.

There’s a blaze of light in every word

It doesn’t matter which you heard

The holy or the broken Hallelujah

There is something about that song that opens us up and fills us with that blaze of light.  It is no wonder that Spirit and our guides communicate with song; we have been singing to them for eons.  So next time you hear “Love is in the Air” by Milk and Sugar, or “Just Breath” by Willie Nelson or “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” by Jerry Lee Lewis, PAY ATTENTION and sing right back if you want.  The veil is thin folks!  Communication comes in many forms.

What songs have you been hearing?





A Changing of the View


Dear Readers,

I did a quick meditation this evening that I would like to share.  Do remember, my friends, that Spirit speaks through the language of symbols. The first thing I saw was a wall in front of me made out of large rod-shaped yellow crystals.  Similar to the image below only the crystals were a lighter yellow, very clear and quite large.


I put my hand on one and ran it across the surface.  Nothing happened.  I stepped back and checked out the wall, I was in a space the size of a bathroom and surrounded by a lovely crystal wall.  Hmmmm… I know nothing about crystals and decided to call in the calvary, and ask for some interpretive help from my guides.  I saw myself then with my right hand out and the palm up.  In my palm were 3 or 4 round blue energy wisps.  They grew bigger, maybe 12-18 inches and reminded me of the holograms in the Star Wars movies.  Alas, I saw no clear images and heard no words.  (Help me Obi Wan Kenobi, you are my only hope!)  I called my higher Self in next.  I saw myself then with my left hand out as well.  My palm was facing up and upon it a purple wisp of energy was hanging out.  My left hand was higher up in the air than my right and the energy in my left hand was larger than the blue in my right.  Hmmm… As I wondered, I “knew” that I was supposed to place the energies in both hands into the center of my chest. When I did, my physical reaction was “wheeze, cough, cough, wheeze”.  Ok breath, if I can!  After I calmed down, I found myself wondering about the chamber again.  I was surrounded by these big crystals. Or was I?  I turned around and the wall behind me had a small simple arch opening.  There was a long black tunnel with a white light at the other end. (very NDE!)  However, I knew that I was not dying so I stepped right on in that tunnel.  But man oh man, I do not have the words to describe what I felt in there.  The dark was very….comforting.  There were also “spirits” (that’s the word that comes to me) moving about on both sides of me.  They were not interacting with me in any way.  As a matter of fact they were not on my path at all.  Instead I felt them moving around, going about their business.  They were not scary.  I walked toward the light…very blinding white light.

I am almost there when who should appear on my left but good old Gandolf.  Again?  He says, “You wanted someone to speak to. Didn’t you?”  (Well, I guess I did.)  “We are almost to the light.  You had better write down what you have got so far.” He says.  Well, ok then.  I stop the meditation and make my notes.  I center and pop back in.  Gandolf, dressed in blue I might add, is striding swiftly toward the light.  I am right beside him.  I walk out and can’t see a damn thing.  I think to myself, “Wait a minute, wait a minute.  You’ll get used to it, your just sun blind.”  Say what? Sun blind?  Yep, I can see the haze of the sun off to one side through the glare.  Gandolf starts herding me along.  “Over here.  Follow me.  Come on now.”  I can’t see damn it!  All of a sudden I can see ONE thing.  I am standing in front of a black opening.  It is slightly taller than me, roundish and LIVING.  I am a bit unnerved by the living part and want to investigate further but Gandalf, that crazy wizard, is tugging me inside.  Where, I discover, that I am inside a nose.  Yes, you read that right.  I am in a nostril.  The left one.  I say, “Gandolf, really?”  He says, “Come on then.  Up here you will be able to see.”  We march up a set of stairs and look out, you guessed it, an eye.  He asks me what I can see.  I look out and it takes awhile for the sun glare to go away, but eventually I see rocky hills, leafless trees, red dirt and then off in the distance a blue ocean.

“This is how you have been seeing.” He tells me.  Um ok.  “And now…” he takes me up a flight of stairs.  We exit out the top of the head and climb INTO an eagle.  The eagle takes off and flies out over the land.

Oh, symbolism, how I love you! (When I understand that is!)  The human viewpoint is naturally narrow.  It is hard for us to understand things that we have no frame of reference for.  Perfectly understandable.  But I/We are entering a time of a change of our point of view.  Just as the land looks totally different from the eyes of an eagle, so will much be revealed to us that we could not have understood from where we stood just a short time ago.  We are going to see much more, a bigger picture if you will, of the mysteries of the universe.

“Did I get that right, Gandolf?” I asked.  “Yes, although you need to add that now you can soar where before you were on foot.  Think of how much more ground you can cover?” He says, with a lift of one white brow.  He turns and says, “Well, I’m off.” and disappears into the sunlight.

I make the rest of my notes and head into the kitchen to wash the dinner dishes.  As I wash, I ponder to myself, “What exactly do you represent, Gandolf.”  I immediately have this pop into my brain.

I am the sun and the moon.

I am the alchemy and the desire.

I am the rough and the ready.

I say, after hearing the last line, “The beginning and the end.”

I am everywhere you will go and have been.