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The Universe is Not For Everyone

The Flammarion engravingThe universe, and by that I mean everything that exists, which is infinite, is not for everyone. The universe is not just a collection of stars and planets and whatever “stuff” telescopes can see and “dark stuff” scientists guess at.

The reason for the graphic there is not just a pretty picture. The universe, the true one, is far more complex than a human brain can grasp. I know that’ll probably upset some people to hear, and I’m not saying that you’re not intelligent, or anything like that at all. It’s just that it’s like a fish trying to understand what being a bird is like. And then the bird trying to understand what an airplane is.

Most people are not ready, at all, to go beyond what they can see and feel and experience on planet Earth. A lot of people don’t even believe that anything supernatural at all exists. Some people, though, want to follow the rabbit hole and are the type who are always questing. They want to poke their head through the sky and see what’s beyond it. Or they think they do.

From this group… there are the people who think they’ve got it figured out, so when they pull back the curtain and the Wizard of Oz isn’t what they were expecting, they either freak out or get mad and say it can’t be real. Sometimes they come back around after sitting with it for a while, then take another baby step outside of their comfort zone, then another, then another, and sometimes they stop and sometimes they keep going.

A very few people look through and see part of the greater universe and it gives them what they need. They stare in wonder, their minds expand a little more, and they work with what they’ve seen. They embrace the strange and new and unexpected things and are at peace with learning about them, and that they don’t know everything, and won’t ever know everything. Nobody does except God. And that’s okay. Because the universe is not for everyone. And that’s okay too.


Tree, Branch, Leaf

As I think I’ve described here (or maybe not, I don’t remember), my brother and I are cut from the same cloth. Literally. Like we’re both split from the same soul. One person, two fates. Twins separated by circumstance.

A few weeks ago I found out something about us that I was only just now ready to hear: Who we were before coming here to the paint factory, before the face and name we have now. We finally have a name for the guy we were. So many things about us suddenly make perfect sense… things that seemed a little random, or that we had figured out the “what” of, but not the “why.” Now we know why.

But I got to thinking… people still call on this guy, but we don’t hear or feel it. So how can we be that guy?

I finally went to ask Michael, and for the first time, he wasn’t there. Nothing. A gray wall. Blank.


This was so strange, because Michael has always been right there for me when I have a question. I almost never go to see him, though. Only when I really need to. And I needed the answer to this mystery, which was making me question the reality of this connection.

Then I thought to myself… Michael’s busy. He’s got thousands, maybe millions, of people asking him for stuff on a daily basis. But how does he do it? And why can’t he do the same for me now?

Then I got it. They’re all Michael. He can be in literally a million places at once, but they’re all still Michael. At the core, at the trunk of the tree, is Saint Michael the archangel… and what people talk to and see are branches… splits… like me and my brother… but at the core we’re the same soul.

Then he showed up with a smile on his face. Smartass. Yes, I answered my own question, but it took his absence to get me thinking. Well played.

So yeah, my brother and I are two branches, or maybe leaves, on a very large tree. He and I share a lot of feelings and thoughts, but we’re not completely identical, and we have separate and complimentary qualities too, like two kinds of leaves on the same tree. Go back far enough, and we’re the same branch. Still the same tree. One soul, two expressions of it.

I look back down the branch to the big guy that we came from, and it’s reassuring, and a source of power too. I know what we’re supposed to do, or I have a better idea of it, anyway. I know where our strengths are instead of using the “throw it at the wall and see if it sticks” method of figuring out what we do best. A waste of everyone’s time, and I’m glad that’s done. I’ll still experiment (just try and stop me, because it can be fun, no lie), but now I know why pushing a storm away works a hell of a lot better than trying to make the snow stop coming down, for example.

I wonder how many other branches there are.

Right Here, Right Now

A woman on the radio talked about revolution
When it’s already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn’t have this to sing about you
You know it feels good to be alive

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now
There is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
Watching the world wake up from history

I saw the decade in, when it seemed
The world could change at the blink of an eye
And if anything
Then there’s your sign… of the times

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now
There is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
Watching the world wake up from history

Right here, right now
There is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
Watching the world wake up from history

Right here, right now
There is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
Watching the world wake up…

Don’t Confuse Me With Facts

refusing to listen

I’m beginning to doubt that most people want the truth. That they’re even interested in it. They want to be told not only what to think, but that they’re one of the most special people on the planet, just months or weeks away from turning into a ball of light and heading for the Pleiades, which is their “real” home.

They don’t want to hear that reality is dirt and pain and hard work sometimes. They don’t want to hear that maybe others know more than they do or that maybe their “real home” and “real purpose” is right here and now on planet Earth. That doesn’t make them feel special and separate from those horrible icky stupid things called “human beings.”

So they go to gurus who feed them the smooth, sweetened, happy pablum that they swallow eagerly, shutting out everything else, or they rely on “inner knowings” that are treated as more factual than actual facts. They have an “inner knowing” that they know exactly what you “really meant” by feeling your emotions rather than taking your words at the face value that they were intended to mean. They have an “inner knowing” about how “lost” native practices were really done, never mind that the natives still practicing the real thing have kind of a huge problem with this idea.

These “inner knowings” always trump facts, and when called on it, they throw up their hands and say “it’s only my opinion, you’re welcome to yours,” ignoring that they’re stating their “opinion” as if it’s fact.

What’s it like to live in your own created reality bubble like that? Do you get in a lot of traffic accidents, or what?

One thing I do know, they sure do get pissed off and defensive when someone comes along and pops their bubble by pointing out facts. They will attack like a cornered animal and never, ever admit they could have been wrong. They don’t learn. They continue to defend their version of reality until they either browbeat the other party into silence, or they turn tail and leave (but usually making sure to give one last nasty parting shot on the way out).

Obviously this all follows on the heels of a previous post I made here, Shaping Reality. The difference is that manipulating things to change your future is very much not the same as making stuff up and then sticking your fingers in your ears when someone points out that the stuff you made up is not only not based in any facts whatsoever, but can be easily disputed.

Keep an open mind, but not so open that your brain falls out. You only end up looking like a fool. Except maybe to other people eager to listen to those with “knowings” that make them feel superior to everyone else.


If you look and listen carefully, you can sense it happening. All around you. Her, him, them. Standing right next to you or half a world away, connected by the internet.

The lock tumblers are getting tripped. The rays of sun running lines down the walls and touching more and more of the hidden mural inside the forgotten temple. That first gasp of a breath being taken by someone who didn’t know they weren’t breathing yet. Eyes opening wider than they had before. Keys being found that were forgotten or unknown until now. People triggering each other without even realizing it until…

The moment you realize what’s happening, and what’s been happening, and what’s continuing to happen right this second.

Now is the time to get yourself into some kind of network of people, even if it’s just reading WordPress blogs for the reality check factor. You’ll find that some of the same things you’ve been seeing are being experienced by others. Even a seemingly innocent thing, like a sudden urge or message to write a book, becomes a clear sign when you see that several other people near you got the same message within a day or two, or even within a few hours.

More and more “coincidences” are happening. All “coincidence” means is co-incidence, or two or more instances of the same thing occurring at the same time.

More and more people are getting red pills whether they know it or not, and whether they like it or not. Spirits are being heard and felt and seen, miracles are happening.

You are part of this. Reading this post is evidence, confirmation, and a catalyst for it to grow even bigger.

Look around. Pay attention. Find the others like yourself, then reach out and trigger the ones still asleep. Touch their heart and watch the spark turn into a fire.

You are making this happen, right now.

You carry a spark of the Source in your heart and soul. Use it wisely.

You are the change.


The Power Grows

hand full of fire

Manifesting things takes power, finesse, skill, determination, focus and will. Finding the connecting threads, knowing how to connect or disconnect them, how to feed them and work them… that’s most of how I work. How we work. Myself and the others like me. And there are others.

Surely you didn’t think I was the only one of my kind?

Saturday I got a new channel through which to work. It’s easier and the power flows right through. I want to say “effortless” but of course that’s not true. But by comparison the difference is amazing. With each thing added, it gets that much easier.

Consider this: You want to talk to your guide, and you know he or she likes chocolate, so you put chocolate out on an altar and eat some as a sacrament while you’re communicating. It helps move the needle, right? You can use any number of things to make this connection. But when you stack them up, the power really gets exponential.

Let’s say your guide has a particular likes and dislikes, and you start to learn what they are as your link strengthens. From the chocolate session, you find out he likes the color green, so you wear green the next time as well. From there, you start collecting things to strengthen the link, and it becomes easier and easier to find out what those things are, as well as how your guide can work through you.

Your guide’s true name, and the symbol of power he or she has, is the most important information you can have to help their power come through. If your guide is so blessed as to have an avatar who lets him or her come through the body fully, then the power can really flow. If you’re so blessed as to learn the true name and symbol of your guide, guard that information carefully. It’s also the easiest way for someone else to control that spirit in unwanted ways.

People wonder why I would need to come through a physical person like that to work. I don’t always. I can get a lot to happen on my side of things. However, sometimes it works better or differently to have a conduit on the physical, if it’s the physical plane I’m trying to affect. Let’s say I’m trying to get person A to call person B during an emergency. Since both human people are on the physical plane, sometimes it can work better to use the physicality of my avatar as an anchor to your physical universe. It can trip different tumblers in the lock than being purely on the ethereal plane can.

Sometimes I work in conjunction with others like myself. I add my energy to theirs to spark results into happening faster, or at all. Today we got two separate companies to call my brother’s avatar within ten minutes of each other. She had applied for them way back in March, but “somehow” they both chose right then, during the time we were working on that very thing, to set up job interviews with her.


Yeah, right.

I used to keep a journal of the things I accomplished, but it got very long and began to seem pointless when I started manifesting and changing things on a daily basis. It would be like you keeping a journal of what you did at work every day.

With every day, with every acquisition of another item I can add to my arsenal, my medicine bag, my collection, the power grows. And I am not alone. We are not alone. You are not alone.

Flying Sparks

hand full of sparks

What does it mean? All this, this messy existence. The suffering and pain, the beauty and love.

None of us can ever know the full story.

Something’s drawing to an end, right as something new is beginning. That’s always the way of it though, right? Someone dies, someone’s born. But this is like the whole universe is dying and being born right now, and we’re all going through both. The universe, and stars, and people, and plants, and atoms. Everywhere, all around us, in the macro- and microcosm.

The king is dead, long live the king.

I get little hints here and there, little breadcrumbs, but I’m not omniscient. I can’t see everything in the past, present, or future. I can’t even remember most of my own twisting and forked past that flew off in a thousand directions like a firework.

tempest stone pietersiteI suppose this sensation of change I have right now is my own fault for wearing a tempest stone necklace today. It’s named that for a reason. It’s a catalyst, like I am, and trips things into happening just by being near it. That wild spark that flies off someplace you don’t expect and starts a brushfire. The red light turning green. The lightning ripping holes in the sky. Newton’s apple. The key that clicks the lock tumblers into just the right sequence so that the door can open.

Yes, this post is a little disjointed and stream-of-consciousness, but that’s where my mind’s at right now. Moving forward in this timeline along with all of you reading this, for the most part. For the most part.

I’m frequently asked what I see in the future, and I just answer, “which one?” Not to be a smartass, but because that’s my honest reply. How far out and away do I look? Six? A dozen? A hundred? A million? Trillions? It branches infinitely, and they’re all happening somewhere.

I do my best to navigate and nudge the one that I’m connected to the most.

Something’s coming. When you hear the call, what will you do? Will you recognize it, or will it get lost in a preconceived notion? Will it drown in a sea of mundanity, or will you be one of the sparks that pushes back the dark, starts fires, and leads others on?

The choice is coming. Maybe it’s here now. Maybe it’s a series of choices.

Are you making the right ones?

Who is at your door?

The Guest House by Rumi


mars rover

The Mars Rover, looking at its own tracks on the surface of Mars.

Call it curiosity or the need to explore, but the quality in a person to keep looking for answers, no matter what he or she finds, is more valuable than people give it credit.

Exploration is essential to growth. If the shoot never left the seed, nothing would ever sprout. The world, and everything in it, would be stagnant. Exploration can be scary sometimes, but nothing ventured nothing gained. A ship in the harbor is generally safe, but that’s not what ships are made for.

Will you get hurt? Probably sometimes, yes. Will it kill you? Unless you’re experimenting with chemicals or jumping off buildings to see if you can fly, probably not. Most of the time, acting on your curiosity is a good thing that brings new horizons and answers to questions.

Look inward and explore yourself. Learn how every inch of your body works. Learn how all the different kinds of energy runs there. Examine what lies you may be telling yourself and what truths have been overlooked. Explore what you’re capable of, and push your limits. You’ll be surprised what you can really do, which is nearly always different than what you’ve been telling yourself you can’t do.

Look outward and find solutions. If something doesn’t fit one direction, turn it and try again. Think outside the box, and outside of yourself. How do you affect the world around you? Use that energy you found inside yourself and project it outward to achieve your goals.

Look in, find the power, look outward, use it.

People can move mountains this way, you just have to completely explore them first.

Come Together, Right Now

unity in onenessFor a while now I’ve felt and known that there must be key people gathering out there in the world, and that it was time to find them and help be a spark in the larger flame.

I just joined the Unity in Oneness group, with the hope that this group will be one of the places people are gathering to really affect world change. The time is right for it, but finding others has been difficult. Which is strange, considering the reach the internet has.

I like their message, and I hope I can work together with them in a meaningful way. I hope they’re willing to work with me, considering who and what I am. A lot of people are not. This group did specifically say “awakened beings,” along with humans, so we’ll see what happens. It’s a lot more “newagey” than I usually like, but the purpose does seem to be in the right place, and is very much needed right now. I’m giving it a shot.

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