Multicultural Spirituality, Next Level

When you google multicultural spirituality, it seems to go hand-in-hand with religion yet, this post isn’t about religion.  More so about love, sharing and seeing the next level.  So interesting the thoughts one comes back two… lol, too.  I remember some time ago writing on why are so many of the Ascended Master’s portrayed as white/olive tone and seeing a niche for more African-American/other ethnicities in the spiritual artwork realm.  While I may have been born…

Sound, Light & Hz (Homework)

Often enough something I don’t completely understand comes into my energy.  I’ve been gifted a healthy (verses strong) mind and wish to remember and relay.  At times though as I start to research in the here and now, the science part gets too… much.  One does have to balance the left side/info with the right side/Spirit/simple. 

Ascend Back Into Human Form

Okay, here we go, lol.  The past few months, well maybe for over a year there’s often been this… trying to understand and relate this stage of the journey as it’s happening.  Is it ascending, descending, becoming a light body and higher consciousness/perception… oh there are so many ways to describe it.  So I started to write this post a few weeks ago as these cycles and transformations seem to be happening much faster now.  I noted and seemed to claim…

New Earth

I wrote a post a few weeks ago yet didn’t publish it.  I titled it, Ascend Back into Human Form.  Yes, the word choice/twist is correct and it’s a process so I may review and post in the future since it was brought to my attention as I pondered on… New Earth.  Like, what is it?  How does one describe it…?  Well…

What do you choose?

I went on a beach walk yesterday.  The beach/ocean/water… well, Mother Nature in general is often my teacher.  I picked up this simple shell.  Many ignore gray/black shells but it just means they have history; been under for longer.  I could see and feel where the shell could have ended – where it might have just been a small shell.  Yet somehow it continued to grow.  It might have also been from another shell laying on it and the pressure in the depths of the ocean.  All symbolic.  We are uniquely formed by our experiences.