I LOVE my work...calling...gifts...talents...friends...family....awakening...humanity...all a dream come true!
Facebook post from February 27, 2011
My repost commentary, on February 27, 2026
Interesting to see this today! I guess I was really in my strength and fullness back in 2011!
Today I jotted down my relatively ordinary dreams, and some of my waking impressions and reflections.
I dug around and flashed my flashlight 🔦 on the toxic shame I am feeling, having taken on more than I could prioritize, in many of these areas, and how hard 2020 to 2026 has been on me, living where I live, shifting my views, and holding responsibility of home ownership, attempting to open a storefront, that I never really succeeded with, feeling unable to maintain my home, a side job, and my Trailblazing Transformation and QHHT practice, and more… or less! Letting the more important priority of the spiritual and starseed evolution QHHT practice go, because I don’t have it all to offer, so freely, anymore, in a time and passage where I need more myself. Where I can’t hold it all up, and maybe I never fully could.
Facing my grief and pain at now being shunned, ostracized, and hated by the same people I love and trust.
I feel very traumatized and sad, and alone. I can’t support friends who are hateful, sadistic, or in full blown misery or addiction, anymore.
I can’t give myself away, like a bargain, any more.
I can’t pretend to share values with people who are aligned with hate, or who fear I support Hitler, when I simply saw through the lies and Satanic leanings of the Democratic Party, across the last 6 years.
I am journaling 📓 like Anne Frank, across the current world wars of our times! I am journaling a lot more, out at the edge between soulful stability, and the collapse of the empire I once felt supported in and responsible for envisioning, creating, and sharing.
I need to dust off my left brain, and write to-do lists, and check off banal shit, while I still can.
It’s a powerful emergence to expand who I am, through. And it’s been a lonely and terrible initiation, living amidst traitors and haters alike, outside and in.
Yet we qualified for the job, and we leaped at the assignment. As I like to say, “here we are.” “We are here!”
I have a lot of work to do to move my self, home, and life to a gentler new smaller, more affordable community.
I feel like such a failure here, with my priorities strung out between the values of two semi opposing paradigms.
Jay Lynch always teased me, and said, “oh those are just a pair o dimes.”
Often times I wish I was better rooted in this human world. Maybe someday I will be. Maybe I am better rooted today. Maybe I’m not!
No one really knew we were different enough to teach us how to prioritize differently, we who relate more as souls, we early indigos, we galactic volunteers. It isn’t all sparkles, unicorns, and rainbows.
The rules and the rulers have changed. I’m not a bleeding heart liberal anymore. I resist more than I wish to admit. Just grateful I never blacked out my profile picture. Grateful I don’t identify as an AI cartoon. Grateful I know better than to tell the Universe I’m here to RESIST life and
leadership!
I am sad, if I’m honest with myself. I’m tired of hiding it. I’m not a downer, a fake, nor full of misery.
I just took on a really heavy, complex role, eager to trailblaze ahead with the humans, across our evolution.
I may be a conservative now, who is proud of our roles as Americans, as Light Warriors, as patriots, and human sisters and brothers, and friends.
Yet mostly I identify as as artist, as one open enough to let my raw feelings and insights froth up and flow over who I am, as I put the fight for our honor before my own life fight sometimes!
My growing tower of to-do requirements, daunts me into a long drawn out paralysis, of shame, and blame towards myself!
Today I allowed it to all come up, like I was passing a blood clot of psychic pain, out from hiding in the shadows of who I am, into the light of my awareness, and my journal! 📓
My angels, guides, spirit animals, my ancestors, my Creator, my intuition, and my infinite Self, are all always here, supporting me. I used to have real friends who were here with and for me.
Most of my real friends now, are rising up out of their own personal losses and traumas too. They are dusting themselves off, after their version of the same kinds of traumas I’ve felt and lived.
People of all levels of awareness and living, have been challenged, shaken and stripped of a lot of who we were, across this hijacked evolutionary leap.
I have more questions than answers.
I aspire to a love filled life a new, as best I can!
I have more to accomplish, more to heal, more to face, love, hold, nurture, and dance with! That’s my barometer reading within my self and shared today.
I miss who I was. I never had the human game down, all fitting perfectly together. Just kind of winging it, all the way through! It’s not a good thing. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just more of who I am, spiraling through!