As We Pray

In the darkness of Thursday morning, a monster slammed into the gulf coast of the United States. Terror filled the news as the beast made landfall and threatened the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of people. 

We prayed. We prayed for mercy and grace to hold them all dearly. I pray that compassion will bind all the hearts involved. 

This year is hard. I will not deny it’s brutality but I can say that it has come with an unprecedented beautiful side. Through the horrors and trial, through the pain of truth; we as people have found a way. We have discovered the depths of our hearts. Everything is amplified. That includes love, that includes compassion, that includes every stunning aspect of the human heart and spirit. While we pray, while we meditate and heal the duality, the judgements upon others and ourselves; we begin to forgive. As every structure that we have set our faiths into seems to disappear what is left is the simplicity of our very nature. The true soul of the human experience. 

A birth is happening. Labor is painful. It’s bloody, messy and dangerous for both child and mother. There is inherent risk in simply being alive; in actively co creating. There is a choice being presented to every incarnation of the human race. We can set what holds us down aside, mourn it and leave it. Or it can be ripped from our bloody hands as we all come to the understanding that with the baggage we will not have the strength to survive the storm. We can leave behind the illusions that have always been a part of societal teachings and see the beauty in true freedom. The illusions that we are not enough and not deserving of the utopia that we all feel is just under the surface, waiting for us to work hard enough for it, win it in the lottery as if what we know is inherently safe. 

True freedom is a heavy responsibility that every soul on this planet has denied itself. It requires discernment over judgemnt. It requires faith in the human race. No one is immune from life, it’s trials and pains but everyone has the capacity to love with a whole heart. The enormity of our reality on this beautiful and raging planet is that nothing is truly safe. It is the delicate dance of light and dark within us all. It is in the undoing of this balance that has tipped the scales. Without love and compassion in an economy we suffer under exploitation. Without the drive of ambition and leadership we wallow in our feelings. There is a need for an acceptance of both with the understanding that the ends never justify the means. What derives from a heart left squandered and barren is fruitless. As we pray, let us also be.

Soul Song

I’ve had the same song stuck in my head for three days. I look to the universe, ask my questions… and the music plays on. The frequencies in my ears rise and fall like eternal and ever-embracing waves. I smile knowingly, yet I do not know what I know… oh, but I know. The way this beautiful place is designed is strange. The Divinity of the All has come to me in the oddest places, and I find it utterly laughable that I am still happily surprised. I constantly feel as though I am a part of the joke. 

Last week brought my physical reality of work to a halt. The ascension symptoms simply became overwhelming, and I knew that hibernation was coming. I awoke Wednesday morning and went about my day. I’ve been trying to accomplish a new type of reading—one that speaks of the soul’s journey and looks at why we are here. Deep questions, with simple answers…. ‘To ascend, my dear’. 

I’m calling them the Soul Song readings. The first four will be out this weekend. The next four, the following weekend (hopefully), and so on.  I’ve acquired a new oracle deck that has had a profound and thunderous impact on me. I combined them with a strange, beautiful deck called the 72 Angels and a simple tarot spread. The readings are deep and challenging to interpret, to put it simply. I have accomplished four of them. 

My days begin simply in meditation with my beautiful moss agate pendulum. I use it to check in on my chakras, balance, restore, and align. It’s a practice that I’ve been doing for about a month. I found that regularly, I was doing Sacral chakra work. I will explain this process to those who wish to give it a swing at the end of the blog. Wednesday morning was the same process. I accomplished the four readings I’d set as my task for the day and felt very drained. Almost as soon as they were done, I put on my headphones and took a two-hour-long nap. Once I awoke, I got the necessities accomplished and went back to bed. Thursday, I woke exhausted; the energy running up and down my body, primarily in my feet and hands, had made a full night’s sleep arduous. Violet flames filled my vision when I closed my eyes, and I knew I was receiving the healing required to move forward. 

Thursday, I awoke exhausted. It was a rare day when I had several hours alone. I drank my water and attempted my coffee. Ultimately, I just couldn’t. I accepted that I would only put out those four readings this weekend and sat down to meditate. I went through the usual ritual. As I focused on my Sacral chakra, the pendulum seemed to take on a new life. Its swing was determined and strong. I could feel every tingle and vibration that had beset me in the last twelve hours working through my entire soma. I let my focus soften and mumbled my hushed gratitude for the blessing and healing I received as the pendulum’s swing slowed to a standstill. Its tip fell into the palm of my hand, and I burst into tears. What felt like years of torrents poured from my eyes. So many things rushed through my head, flashes of this moment, and that instantly flooded through my nervous system, and I let go. 

The storm rose and then quieted enough for me to shower. Once I had showered, I laid down and let the rest of my healing set in with theta entrainment.  One word came from all of it, “Truth”. I had embraced the spirit of Aletheia. It was so pure and profound. It requires nothing but acceptance and surrender. Download complete, please commence with assimilation. 

So ponder this, what is Divine Truth?

Chakra Work with a Pendulum

Sit comfortably, back straight, holding your pendulum in your right hand over your left palm. Give it a good swing to clear the energy, and then ask it to show you yes. Followed by showing you no. After several breaths and finding your ‘zen space,’ ask the pendulum if your Root chakra is aligned, balanced, and open. Repeat the question until you have an answer. Focus only on the question. I always thank my pendulum after the answer before I move on to the next chakra. Follow the same protocol for the Sacral, Solar Plexus, Heart, Throat, Third Eye, and Crown. Note your answers. Once you’ve reviewed your questions, return to your no’s. Focusing on the area, envisioning the color accompanying the chakra, ask your pendulum to open, heal, and align the chakra. Let the pendulum swing of its own accord (remaining in the right hand over the left). Once the pendulum falls still, move on to the next chakra. 

Please keep in mind that healing requires water, rest, and grounding. Be gentle with yourself in the days that follow. Journal, cry… whatever is required. Let healing be your truth, and let it guide you. Much love to you and blessings on your journey.