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A Spiritual Salute To Spring

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Gazing out my window, a lone fat robin searches, pecking at the ground, listening...

Watching and feeling her frequencies, I relax into the release of the furthest dive into the sub- and unconscious depths of the clearing spiral, feeling and dreaming the final vestiges of the Armageddon-like past and futures. Circular time brings me into the now.

The collective human mind has been so polluted, distorted and "fracked," that the healing cycle is longer and deeper than expected, especially in the dead pockets of the US. What Punxsutawney Phil, some say incorrectly, predicted to be an early Spring, has morphed into a lengthy frozen wet period of fragile flower bulbs reaching for the spring sun, and finding the cold drying wind of Jack Frost. They, like we, are eager for the promised future of paradise, willing to risk some damage, as the reticent environment catches up to our vibrations. Last year the 80-degree weather fouled the spring growth and bloom, and the frigid cold now is the radical swing to the bottom of the temperature gauge. Balance, as we have hit bottom.

Mother Nature is finding her center in the wild swings of man's technical and emotional whims.
Most of humanity is still in the 3D flat-earth stupor of disbelief and resistance to the warmth of the sun, the steady life-supporting foothold on solid ground, and the breath of the Mother Divine. "We" took the in-breath, and are holding it, instead of releasing it freely, afraid of the consequences. The fresh, clean, bold foundations of the fully loving New Earth are still figments of our imaginations and dreams, yet to be grounded in reality.

In Cyprus' media imagery, humanity's hands are raised with the word, "NO" instead of "YES," as they cling to the monetary system that strangles them. Our hands, minds and hearts say, "YES" to nourishing ourselves, "YES" to keeping our homes, "YES" to being free! We say "YES" to ourselves and our power. "We" are frozen in time, unable to breathe and move freely in the flow of the new waters of life. As the ice and snow melt around us, we flail and cry, unable to stand upright and strong. We are still in the fog of chemicals and electro-magnetic pollution of mind, body and spirit, and we succumb to the control of others.

Too much war, too much famine, too much disease, too much desecration of the Mother to "see" anything else. Too much death, lies, and struggle to reach for abundance and prosperity that seems just beyond our grasp. Too many millionaire newscasters flashing fake smiles as they report the latest explosion or school massacre, and too many have too much blind faith in the religions of physical, mental, emotional and spiritual imprisonment and lack.

No true joyfulness and sincere happiness can occur until we give up this mind conditioning. One must fully detach from the media, the "job," the money, the sports, the competition, and the public, in order to find peace. The positive stories are too few, and the UN "International Day of Happiness" went largely unnoticed. Locally, my community celebrated "being" Irish, archetypes of the drunk and starving. They could not see to plan ahead for Earth Day, scant weeks away. We who know the perfect love of god, the gods we are, and our powerful ability to flip the switch from darkness and despair to light, are on patient "hold."

We know that the catapult is built, the "pots of plenty" are ready to be shared, and the "order" is coming in divine perfection: what day shall we spring forth?

However, the collective consciousness is slowly clearing the disaster scenarios in dreams, as it encounters the demons and discomfort of the feared. A few more "nights" until the full "days" can bloom in complete glory.

Change and assistance is evident, and coming from all directions. As the consistently growing numbers of vultures circle and observe, clean and nourish the land and her inhabitants, the dross dissipates.



The vultures of which I speak are real, live birds. Near the end of February, a group of vultures roosted in a tree across the street from my living room window. They spoke to us as earth and grid workers, and said, thank you. They are symbols of Mother Nature assisting us, telling us to rest a little, and allowing us to gear up for the next round of creation.

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