Hi Andrew!
I love what you wrote. I have been feeling this way too about bright lights but the strength of your words and the visual of the swirl is interesting. Not a blending to make the mixture one color or substance. but the dropping of a drop of colored dye into white frosting and stirring it maybe once or twice. Instant colored swirl expanding outward from the drop of color making a dramatic impact.
We CAN be the bright light when the grid goes down. I believe the acts of love and light have greater impact as well.
I agree with Jeanne, let's keep this discussion going.
Andrew, so glad you decided to post.
Anyone who can quote "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings" , should sit by me. Probably my favorite book ever.
I was once told by Spirit, that everything, including evil, would, in the end, be used for the ultimate good. (Whether it likes it or not)
Thank you, all you beautiful people. Thank you for the love and light you bring and share. Thank you for easing my anxiety. I know the world we are imagining, and seeing, filled with pure light is the best thing. Like cool rain washing away the dirt. It’s hard to wait patiently. When I feel the walls closing in I read the posts here and I feel peace. Like I’ve come home, to my place. In a small way I am part of the peace received and then given back to the universe. I imagine our world bathed in healing white light. I pray for all of us to be strong and not get weary. Thank you all my light bearing friends. I draw strength from your words. ☮️?
And I draw strength from every single one of you!
I believe as all who have wrote here have said. It is going to be a true warrior's challenge and many of us might not be here by the time the great turning is revealed but those of us who believe and can keep going on even the hardest personal days can still say, be, and do good to increase our own individual consciousness and our own goal for each and every day.
The days are dark now but a new day and a new dawn will someday rise again.
Start with today, let the words out of our mouths, the keystrokes from our fingers, the emotions out of our hearts, be caring, compassionate, understanding one's that we would want to hear, to feel, to be lifted up to by others.
@febbby23 & @ Michele
I am with you, every time I start to feel anxious or scared I come to this website for peace of mind. I do not have any friends who think as we all do, so I come here and read your posts. I am ever so thankful I found this website. I love you all.
Love what you wrote, @Lenor, @Michele, @FEBbby23, @lovendures and @The Happy Medium and @allyn --
Love this -- Start with today, let the words out of our mouths, the keystrokes from our fingers, the emotions out of our hearts, be caring, compassionate, understanding one's that we would want to hear, to feel, to be lifted up to by others. -- Michele
Good is winning right here in this thread.
P.S. Febbby, I like your alias. It feels cuddly like a Teddy.
I posted this in poetry so if you already read it then no need. But it fits our thread. It's who we are and how good is winning:
"I've been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs to let you by. Or how strangers still say "bless you" when someone sneezes, a leftover from the Bubonic plague. "Don't die," we are saying. And sometimes, when you spill lemon from your grocery bag, someone else will help you pick them up.
Mostly don't want to harm each other. We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot, and say thank you to the person handing it. To smile at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder, and for the driver in the red pick up truck to let us pass.
We have so little of each other, now. So far from the tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange. What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these fleeting temples, we make together when we say, "Here, have my seat." "Go ahead -- you first." "I like your hat."
---- Danusha Lameris
I have a few things I want to say on this topic.
At the November read the future night, I got quite a few very positive visions for the entire year of 2020. At first, I wasn't sure whether they were just referring to me, or whether they applied to the collective. I eventually settled on the latter interpretation. When chaos broke out in the Middle East in late December, I started doubting the veracity of my visions, at least in how they related to the collective. After General Suleimani was assassinated, Spirit let me know that I had to stop paying attention to the news; I was at a critical juncture where I needed to focus solely on what my own intuition was picking up.
After a few days of a self-imposed news blackout, I had a bit of an epiphany. The question of whether my positive visions applied to just myself or broader society was irrelevant. I had it in my power to turn personal positive developments into a collective experience. By simply being in the present and absorbing the good experiences coming to me, I was then radiating out my joy and pleasure to the people around me.
Everyone can do this, but we as light workers are especially gifted when it comes to spreading joy and hope, and here's how I know. A week and-a-half ago, I wanted to send gratitude and healing energy to this entire community. When I meditated on this site's collective, first I saw an image of a small, solitary flame, wavering in the dark. Then the flame grew into a raging blaze, as if it were a campfire. The vision zoomed out, and I saw that the fire was in a grassy clearing at night; I could make out the silhouettes of trees on the periphery of the clearing. But in the sky above the fire was an enormous full moon, much bigger than anything you'd see from Earth in our reality. Next, the blazing fire was superimposed on top of the moon, and I understood that the 2 were actually 1. I saw the fire atop the moon for about 10 seconds, and then a supernova-like blast of white light scattered the image back into darkness.
Spirit was telling me that lightworkers like us possess both the ancient wisdom of Grandmother Moon and the fire energy of Father Sun, and, by virtue of our incarnation as physical beings on Earth, we are allowed a special agency to transform that alchemy into healing energy for this world in crisis. How each of us goes about doing this will vary. Since Christmas, for example, I’ve gone outside every morning for 5, 10, or 15 minutes just to stand in the daylight and soak up as much solar energy as I can. Then I let all of that absorbed radiation come through in my interactions with other people, and the result is magical. I’m smiling so much more, and, especially when clear skies are in the forecast, I go to bed looking forward to waking up each morning.
Yes, 2020 will be a head-spinning year, but think of it as the last incline at the end of a long hike. We’ve already made it this far, we can push through one final exertion. Maybe you’re reading this and thinking “What? I’ve suffered so much in these past few years as a highly sensitive person, and now I’m responsible for healing the human collective?” Fair enough, but remember: spreading our light does not mean shouldering all of humanity’s burdens. It’s more about being cognizant of our blessings amidst so much darkness.
My spirit guides have been sending me a particular song BIG TIME for the past 2 weeks, no doubt to get my blood pumping for the work I have ahead of me. Maybe it will speak to you too:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbsaHCR1nXI
I consider this to be good winning : https://www.theguardian.com/film/2020/feb/24/harvey-weinstein-guilty-trial-charges-verdict
Did he get all he deserved? No!TBS? The fact that he got convicted on what he was convicted on is a start.... that the all powerful rich white men can not buy their way out anymore. I see this as being a sign that they are going to be held accountable... it gives me hope.