When nothing is as it seems, the potential is to short circuit at the form of the moment because it may just no longer fit the personal template of "Who I am/was"...Humanity has not been taught to let go very well...clinging, and kicking and screaming, and engaging big time diversionary thoughts and actions is the sport of too many. The universe feeds us etheric variations of higher truth and we pick and choose what fits our investment in who we think we are. Too often we wimp out and select the easy...we have learned to be lazy...or overly aggressive...or stuck in the shark pond because it seems so familiar...
I write from a personal place of significant shake up, and the walls are caving in and, but, I thought I was so clear, and WTF!, I've just realized that much of my life I have actually felt unlovable...and lived that way as a recluse. The mirrors of these days are beautifully brutal...dismantling the illusory company line and amplifying the hidden truths that are blossoming...just in time. And it is a bitch to attempt to navigate this paradox. Thank goodness that I know that this is temporary...just like everything...but my version of temporary sometimes seems way too long. The Cosmos is feeding us the Higher Frequency Truths and there is no room for ignoring and thinking, "I know That", and acting like it doesn't matter. The mirrors do not lie. They reveal and invite. Personally, I am feeling humbled because I fooled myself for a very, very long time...tears just keep falling. My solar plexus and sacral chakras are getting wrung out. I am reaching the point where my favorite wounded stories are being exposed...a point of choice where I continue to claim the wound to get some witnessing or where I say "enough" and stand in the rawness, free of my long standing excuses and New Age explanations...who Am I? rings out all around...I actually don't know...I call on Celestial hands and guidance to special deliver the Greater Truth blossoming out of me...it dances around me and teases me and makes me cry and drives people away and leaves me in the citadel of aloneness that never really took care of me and my heart. I really feel weary...pockets of fearful memories and what-if's scurry through my altar of awareness. I feel distracted. I feel hurt. I feel confused. I feel angry. I feel unloved. I feel blessed. I surrender to this now...then the next one...and then the next one...lonesome...then lonely...then alone...or so I think. Nothing is as it seems.
I/we are being reborn to what we have always been. All is well...really! And then I remember...I signed up for this! I knew I could handle it! Bring it on!
I recently lost a close friend... left me alone to navigate an absolute disappearance. No contact. No interaction. One moment connected...the next, severed and tossed. Blocked...what? Blocked...meaning no phone call, no email, no text...sent to the corn field to think about it. Two plus weeks of feeling an emptiness. No clarification and thus, no clear understanding. I acknowledge the right of all to do what they do. I am not one to fill in blanks so, with no contact or interaction, I am left to observe, pay attention, notice, feel, think...cry...get flustered...confused... angry... tempted to go on a search to find out what is up, damn it! A dance in random cycles...
Guidance says, sit down and simply be present. Notice your body. Notice where you feel. Allow...allow...refrain from making up stories. In an increasing spiral I head south into the ancient wounds...over and over I visit the touchstones of this incarnation and feel them as if for the first time...ugly...pain full...it used to be that a release would be singular and could be maneuvered into a gentle place. These days the Cosmos is quite serious in getting our magnificent hearts opened for the glorious tumble Home. A door opens...an energy is felt...the energy moves...it activates release and heads toward the exit...however, on the way to release it opens a host of other doors and they sequentially begin the delivery what will eventually clean the house. No sooner does one energetic memory reveal and start to release when another gets triggered. Body sensations run amuck. The mind looks for names to cling to to regain some order and a strategy...anxiety, depression, PTSD, dimentia, paranoia...help Mr. Wizard!!! Then, before one subscribes to the "treatment", the tears begin to fall...the sensations move and begin to dissolve. A place of center returns...for now...until the next one sneaks in through the bathroom window.
And with every release and sounding one steps closer to alignment, the place of the peace full balance. This is July 2025...if you allow it. I submit that we all are under the influence. I, personally, am not hesitating to enter the fray. I have walked back through many forms that have left me wimpering and disoriented and huddling under a light bulb...I cry it out. I make the sounds that are initiated by the sensation and the energetic movement, I witness the flashes of event memory. I shudder at the sheer amount of the unexpressed I have held on to and build the trust that allows me to do it again. I have become uber active physically so I can loosen the debris and use the mechanics to usher out the no longer welcome guests. Never ending, the patterned mind screams...but, it always ends...a breathing in and out and a new frequency of awareness, sensation, and feeling. It is beautiful...this journey back to the I Am That I Am Expressing As Me. I invite you...encourage you, direct you, to get along little doggie...there's a great big world of your making calling your eternal celestial name...trust, jump, surrender, fall, reactivate your wings...fly again...soar...
IT WAS ME
C. April 7, 1990
Mark S Welch
Oh, I wanted to heal this world
And I wanted to fix you all
And I wanted to use all the skills I had to give us castles in the air
So I cried a million songs
Said sweet words to everyone
And I appeared to be such a model man
But just get close to me and you'd meet the walls
Oh, it was me who needed the words of love
And it was me who needed the strokes and the hugs
It was me who needed the fixing and the healing
and someone to say I'll be OK
It was me who needed the songs I sing
It was me who needed the open heart
It was me who needed to trust and let you in
So I'm ready to stand in mistakes
To feel every pain I gave time after time Again and again
I'm ready to feel the world
I'm ready to heal my world within
The intention was pure it was good
I truly wanted to love you all
But when it came right down to the one on one
I would stumble I would fall
I blindly passed the game along
Behind my New Age words and lines
It's taken one or two who did risk the truth
And tell me to my face to start the cracks in my walls
Oh it's me who needs the words of love
And it's me who needs the strokes and the hugs
It's me who needs the fixing and the healing
and someone to say I'll be OK
It's me who needs the songs I sing
It's me who needs the open heart
It's me who needs to trust and let you in
I'm gonna stand in mistakes
And feel every pain
I'll do it time after time
Again and again
Until I deeply feel this world
Until I really heal my world within
And included from the first message...because it bears repeating!
The train has left the station and is moving fast, gathering speed to deliver the conscious into the expanded life that honors both our true design and the sustaining panorama of the Earth Dimension. Change seems to be delivered in each successive moment. All are being called to respond or react. To respond is to flow. To react is to resist. Resistance precipitates stress and staying in the well learned patterns of thought, belief, and action to cling to the same ol'. You can see it in the increasing separation of humanity as too many are resisting and pushing for a return to the illusion of normal, a place that contains the whole of the past mistakes and the insidious Doctrine of Limitations that we have all learned too well over countless incarnations.
The other option is to flow and trust in the Celestial tenet that nothing is as it seems. In a loving effort to initiate the inner release that will deliver the Whole Truth of You, the Cosmos washes every human with the higher frequency energies to dissolve and transform the residue of the past beliefs and woundings and beliefs into a foundational knowing that you are the oh-so-much-more expression of the Source I Am.
You can see it everywhere. You can feel the new vibrations permeating your inner and outer self, inviting you, pushing you, forcing you, to remember who you truly are...and to claim accountability to live unwaveringly in that frequency. The forms are the evidence of that massive transformation. The things that disempowered and the things that gave individuals the desire and power to control others are simply dismantling...dissolving...collapsing......leaving each human with the learned self and True Self looking at one another. There are new sensations, feelings, thoughts, experiences, that are increasingly making manifest in our lives...that, in themselves, are unfamiliar and challenging and can activate reactions in an instant....Choose, Grasshopper...who shall you be in this next breath? Go within and listen and hear the echoes of your countless Celestial lives bringing you back to You. Choose in this Now moment to deliver the spirit and form of your next moment.
You and I have the actual capacity and power to transform how the "world" shows up. Be aware. Engage the awareness. Communicate within and without. Give permission to release and get clear. Feel and allow your emotions to flow. Feed yourself accurate higher frequency thoughts to replace the worn out limiting beliefs that have held your life in check up until now. Re-unite with your own inner child self to establish the actual Soul Mate connection. Witness the beauty of life over and over. Call forth and be open to receive the guidance and nurturance of your long standing and always available to the call, Celestial Posse. Pay no attention to the "man behind the curtain forms" that have seduced you for so long into acquiescence. Keep your energy field clear with the use of the Tibetan protection sphere mantra, "Hung Vajra Peh". Establish and maintain your energetic boundaries purring at your true frequency by speaking your own birth name seven times before and after entering any field involving others. Consciously sever the energetic cords that follow such interactions with the Egyptian Huna phrase, "Suh Htep Nah". Stay clear, my friend! Open that heart to your eternal greater Truth...now!
