During these intense time periods, our team is getting vivid dreams and visions in the time between our monthly meditations. So I am including the visions and dreams they feel comfortable sharing, though some prefer not to share their names.

1/29/26 These events feel like the beginning of a snowball rolling down a hill and gathering in speed and size. (Baba)

• If they are releasing these files now what are they trying to divert our attention from?  (A team member)
• Yes, right before I read your vision, I saw falling dominos. (Team Member)
• My husband says he feels it too. (Team Member)
• YES! I was just going to say things are escalating. Hold onto your seats the next few weeks. (Tonya)
• I, too, feel strongly that February will not only be intense and horrific but also a lightning strike that begins the conclusion of this dark blitz of hate to the world. (Tesseract)

1/30/26

• During my yoga meditation today, I saw DJT wearing a drama mask which may refer to drama ahead, drama to preoccupy and deceive the country.  Then I saw the mask fall and T stood there, barefaced for the world to see who he truly is.  I also saw the Olympics become an awakening experience for Americans as we see how we are perceived on the world stage now.  We are seen as the enemy and a country viewed with disdain.  Then I saw T eventually forced to resign from office.   (Bluebelle)
• In the middle of the night when I had awoken and was trying to get back to sleep, I heard, “Rest easy now. It is all being taken care of.” (Team member)
• And then I saw a vision of a book with many names in it in many languages and the pages turning. I don’t know what that meant.(Team member)
• I also heard, “ICE will be dismantled and transformed into something different.” (Team member)
• The first message feels like a clear reassurance from something steady and protective…almost like a reminder that not everything requires your vigilance right now. “Rest easy” feels like permission to soften and trust that there is movement happening beyond what you can see or control. (Another team member)
• The bells or alarm feel less like danger and more like awakening. A call to awareness rather than panic. A signal that something is shifting and consciousness is being stirred. (Another team member)
• What stands out most is that the book was turning its own pages. That suggests process, unfolding, timing beyond individual control again. It feels very much like the Akashic Records–type symbol, not in a literal sense, but as a way the soul represents collective memory and truth. A record of humanity rather than a message meant for one person to decode or act on. The fact that the names were in many languages matters because to me it suggests inclusivity, history, and shared human experience across time and cultures. And the pages turning on their own feels important. That says to me that whatever this represents is already unfolding in its own timing. It is being handled. No intervention required. I keep hearing that. (Tonya)

1/31/26:

I dreamed that Iron “gollums” were destroying the city. I thought it was Washington DC but, in the strangeness of dreams, it was not. Big white buildings being smashed by huge, smoky gray human-like,  but not human, figures. We (some random people and I) are trying to get back home and have to get through the city. Fragments of the scene: We are Not really in danger, but destruction happening all around us. We can get through but have to just watch where we are going. (CC21)

2/1/26

Visions from four members of our team of alarms going off during the night.

• I was awakened at 2 pm with other worldly sounds coming from outside my house but reverberating throughout the house. I thought, is this close encounters? I got up an walked to the window, full moon shining down on frozen landscape. I heard the sound again, eerie wee-oo, wee-oo sound. I figured it was probably just snow-moving equipment working during the night. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that spirits were talking to me. My husband slep through it. (Jeanne)
• Another team member wrote on the same night, but seven thousand miles away: “Two nights ago what sounded like a smoke alarm went off just as I was going to bed. It didn’t last long but we still don’t know where that sound came from. It was very strange. Strange energies in the universe for sure!” (Team member)
• I’ve also heard weird sounds and thought it was coming from the tv but they sounded like they were outside and nothing was out there. Sort of whistling sounds? trying to get my attention but it wasn’t windy. I asked my husband if he heard it too but he said no. Happened last night and night before. I remember the sound was the same both times and really got my attention. (Earthangel)

2/1/26

• I just got a “message” to expect some American Olympians who win medals to protest at the Olympics will disavow the administraiton’s actions in Minneapolis. (Lovendures)
• Also, as upset as the world is with us, I think they are also simpatico with Minneapolis and other protestors. Many are sending light to Minneapolis and others.  That light is being received and helping the resistance move forward.

Tesseract’s Vision (October 8, 2025)

I am reposting this remarkable vision because it is more relevant now, given that this year may be a turning point. It is also profound in its message. Tesseract’s vision presents two possible futures for America, symbolized as overlapping roads, in which America’s present political crisis represents the breakdown of a flawed, exclusionary system and the slow emergence of a more just future. (Jeanne)

From Tesseract:

• I found myself once again on my favorite beach in the Pacific Northwest, sitting on a large log, watching the tide move in. George Washington was sitting next to me. To his left, at the end of the log, was a horse with a bandaged leg.

• Washington held his right hand out in front of us, palm up. I raised my left hand to meet his right. As the sides of our hands touched, the lines on our palms became roads and stretched out before us. I could see two distinct paths, two roadways, one on top of the other. The road beneath came from Washington’s hand and was more visible. The road emerging from my hand was above the first road but translucent rather than solid.

• The President said to me: “As you know, futures are flexible until completely manifested. The road that is clearer from this point where we sit is what the election, and the malfeasance that gave it enough power to manifest, has wrought. That the manifestation was manipulated by darkness is not the question. The question is how to supersede that dark influence and its momentary power.” He sighed. “Momentary with regard to time, of which there is none in the etheric, but there is, structurally and emotionally, time on the earth plane.”

• He continued, “What the dark so often neglects is that the sun always rises on earth, and Light always diminishes dark. On earth, time makes the dark seem deeper and more impenetrable than it is. Yet even so, the darkness will be lit by the Dawn. This is not metaphor, nor does it require belief. It IS. The dark, for a time, may block the Dawn, yet the Dawn will ultimately break the hold of darkness and rise with Light across all horizons.”

• As I looked at both roads stretched out before us, I could see that the fully manifested road emerging from the President’s hand began to crack and break up the further it was from us. At the horizon, where the road met the sky, there was a barrier so high and wide there was no way over or around it. Here the broken and distorted road ended.

• The road from my palm was above the President’s road. It was translucent. I could see through it to the road beneath it. As I watched, the road from my hand became more substantial the further into the distance it went. At the barrier, the road from my palm, far from being blocked, traveled over or through the barrier, where it then disappeared from my view. At that moment the barrier ceased to block and became Light. Bright. Sustained. Warm. Vibrant. There was no beginning or end to the Light.

• I looked over at President Washington but could not find the words to ask questions. He covered my hand with both of his, and with that clasp, I once again was able to see the water a few yards away. The images of the roads were gone.

• Washington set my hand down on the log, between us, and settled his own hands in front of him, saying, “Had the election not been tampered with, there would still have been difficulties ahead. Before a more balanced reality could be firmly manifested, humanity in general and America specifically had much to release, deliberately dismantle, and intentionally clear away. Had the election maleficence been stopped, the road would still have been rocky, for violence and evil had already been given permission to act.

• In America, beloved country of my soul’s heart, the word “freedom” was and is used for only a portion of humanity. America has always been the home of the brave, but it was never the land of the free. That error is the responsibility of my generation and of those who came even before we began a revolution.

• We were not ready; thus, the structure of true democracy was made with materials that were faulty. Just as a building created without earthquake or flood protections in your time will fall in times of catastrophe, so too was the governmental structure we created made from false materials and riddled with beliefs that were not valid.

• Had the woman of Light running for president won, it would have been a positive beginning, but make no mistake, deconstruction and reassessment would still have been necessary. Her road, the one her soul agreed to walk, would still have been filled with ugliness and strife, evil pushing up through the darkness to hinder the emergence of a true democracy. She would have succeeded in many endeavors, as she was determined and strong. Her path would have been less tragic than the current state of the nation, yet the same issues would have emerged, albeit in less terrifying examples.

• These original errors must be rectified before transformation unfolds. The road with a woman as president was intended not as a solution but as a bridge. Evolution from one comprehension to a higher one is rarely clear-cut or easy.

• His sigh was long and sad, then he continued, “We, the founders, believed leaving a monarchy was all that was needed, when it was merely a beginning.

• What is still needed is the strength and clarity to understand, and even more to believe, that all life is created equal regardless of form. By regularizing limitations, first to humanity and then to absurd facets within humanity, we created the opposite of freedom. Forgive us for that, please.” “The translucent road,” he continued, “is a possible future that will consciously attempt to correct these errors. It is becoming. It is created on the emotions, thoughts, actions, and truths, building from the hearts of the peoples of America, those souls, the many, who refuse to capitulate to the few.

• It is a clear road, but not an easy one. It is being built with greater awareness of what must be healed not only between humans but between humans and other living beings, regardless of form.” “Like a garden,” he added, “know that once the ground has been plowed and nourishment given, it is best not to dig up the plants to see how much they have grown. Stop looking back at what “could have been.” Face forward. Endure time.

• Know that though it may seem the great experiment is shredding, it is, in fact, finally, truly, being born. “If it feels as if you are hanging in space and vulnerable, look down and see that you are but an inch from Mother Earth’s surface, and the horizon is brightening with the Dawn.” The horse at the end of the log moved restlessly. “His name is Constitution,” said Washington, smiling a little. “The leg is not broken, just bruised. He will be well, but not overnight. Healing takes time. When compassion and knowledge are the healers, the foundation can be dug fresh and then poured with love, truth, and understanding. The new structure will be built with inclusion rather than exclusion.” — Tesseract

Comment on Tesseract’s vision (JM)

Tesseract’s vision presents two possible futures for America, symbolized as overlapping roads formed from her joining hands with George Washington who appeared by her side in her vision as she was sitting on a beach gazing at the Pacific Ocean.  The vision implies that America’s present political crisis represents the breakdown of a flawed, exclusionary system and the slow emergence of a more just future—one that can only be built through conscious collective effort, truth-telling, and moral repair rather than through elections alone. It is worth reading carefully and, in its entirety, to absorb the symbolism and get it’s full meaning for our country. – Jeanne Mayell

One road—solid, visible, and already manifested—represents the current political reality shaped by corruption and misuse of power. Though it appears strong nearby where we are now, it deteriorates as it extends forward, eventually collapsing into an impassable barrier. This future is shown as finite and structurally unsound, sustained only temporarily by darkness, which is ultimately weakened by time and the inevitable return of light.

The second road—translucent at first and less obvious—represents a future still forming through human choice, awareness, and moral effort. Unlike the first, it strengthens as it moves forward and ultimately passes through or transforms the barrier into Light itself. This path reflects a collective reckoning with America’s foundational flaws: a democracy built on ideals of freedom that were never applied equally. Even alternate outcomes, such as the election of a woman president, are framed not as solutions but as transitional bridges; true transformation requires dismantling inherited injustices and confronting long-suppressed truths.

The wounded horse named “Constitution” symbolizes the governing framework itself: damaged by misuse and historical blind spots but not beyond repair. Horses symbolize movement forward which this one cannot do until it’s leg is healed. Healing requires time, compassion, and re-foundation rather than cosmetic fixes. Overall, the vision is not predicting a specific outcome; it is illustrating a choice point — between clinging to a failing structure or participating in the slow, uncertain work of rebuilding something more truthful.

The message is hope, albeit sober hope.  America is depicted as wounded but not broken—like the horse named “Constitution,” bruised yet capable of healing over time. Progress is not instant and not without pain, but it is possible if guided by compassion, inclusion, and truth. The instruction is to stop fixating on lost possibilities, face forward, and trust that what feels like collapse is actually a difficult birth. Though the moment feels precarious, the Light is already rising, and a more inclusive foundation can be rebuilt if humanity chooses to do the work. — JM