A View from the Other Side

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A Voice Told Him to Walk

lan Dornan actually hates to walk — with scoliosis and severe spinal stenosis it is difficult to do, and many times it is very painful.

Yet for the past 134 days and counting, no matter what the weather, the 78-year-old Dornan grabs his homemade sign that reads “I walk for Dreamers and All Immigrants” and does a 2.2-mile walk along Goff Street in his hometown of Wethersfield.

He asked himself what could one man do. Then, Dornan said, on Jan. 25 “something happened.”

“A voice deep within spoke to me and said, ‘You need to walk before it’s too late. Hurry!’” he said.

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We Are Everywhere

Secret identity

Where are the heroes? Song lyrics and comic books and TV shows and movies ask this question all the time.

Oh, we’re here. We just know better than to announce it to the universe. That never ends well.

We walk among you. That guy at the bus stop. That woman walking her dog in the park. Those people having coffee off to one side. Watching. Waiting. There when we’re needed most. You hear about us in the news sometimes. “Miracles” at the scene of a disaster.

Some of us do a lot of work outside the physical that doesn’t make it into the news, because nobody sees it. Nudging fate, waking people up, flipping the switch to the on position behind the scenes. You see the results, but rarely the actions that got things there. But those actions are happening all day, every day, and more and more people are waking up to the fact that they can do this too. They can be heroes. They can change the future through their actions. They can run energy from the Source in ways they never knew about, ways they never could before. Things are changing fast.

Maybe you’re one of them. One of us. Working behind the scenes. Waiting for the next opportunity to be a hero. Maybe that’s where you’re headed next. Are you ready?

Click.

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.

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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?

Act

How many of you are going to read this and think to yourself, “that is so right,” then do nothing different? If you’re not one of them, comment on this post. ~Peter

Cast Light

“Do you want to know who you are? Don’t ask. Act! Action will delineate and define you.” – Thomas Jefferson

We hold back, waiting for others to make the first move. Bobbing and weaving, avoiding the “punch” of what others may think. Reacting instead of acting.

In a “it’s not my job” world, act. Make it your job. We are not here to get by with the least possible effort, to let others reactions, actions or inactions define us. Our life unfolds through our actions, not others.

Stop idling, waiting, reacting. Regardless of what others think, move and proactively live the life you were made for. Risk giving your very best, not keeping score. Counting only the blessings you have and how you can give them away. Act.

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