The Body Hologram Lesson

In the early morning hours this morning, I was shown the body hologram again.  And one of my guides showed me, in detail, a lesson.  This is what transpired.

My guide is standing behind me and talking to me.  He pulls up a hologram of a body, someone's body.  He didn't share who the body belonged to.  I believe it was purely for illustration.  Then he tells me that, for illustration purposes, the person belonging to this body has a worried or fearful thought about something.  In the illustration, the person had a fearful thought about contracting some sort of illness.  I saw immediately, all these little red, hot particles gather in between the spaces of the chest area.  They were easy to see, because they didn't look as if they were a natural part of the person's body.  They had hard edges and looked angry and looked as though they would cause discomfort to the person's body.  I observed this.  My guide told me that this is precisely how THOUGHT CREATES.  Each and every thought that we have has the power to create something.  And we have the power to create thoughts that cure or thoughts that cause illness.  

This was a simple lesson, but a powerful one.  He continued to say that illness does not happen by accident.  WE and our THOUGHTS and BELIEFS are what CREATES ALL ILLNESS AND DISHARMONY.  And ALL WELL-BEING is within our own power.  We only have to practice what we want to Create as our own Creators.  It is all in our power.

So, Be WELL ALL and HAVE GOOD THOUGHTS! 

What Does My Subconscious Look Like?

About an hour ago, I read an email I received from a good friend of mine, Salina.  Salina is the woman who does the beautiful and sacred Channeled Readings.  Anyway, she shared with me how she had done an exercise, of sorts, this morning and the exercise was to ask this question, "If I could see and experience my subconscious, what would that look like."  I believe that she followed this recommendation from Reggie Shelley, a Matrix Energetics practitioner, to give credit to Reggie here.

Anyway, I was going to go meditate for a little while, so I asked this question of myself, too.  And this is what showed up for me during my meditation.

I am in a huge room full of other people.  It is a seminar and I believe it's a Matrix Seminar.  I begin hissing like a wild cat, and spitting like cats do sometimes.  I am rather surprised that I am doing this, but I don't seem to have much control over this.  I am grateful that I am with people who will embrace this behavior and not judge it.  


Then I walk to the front of the room by myself and my hair seems like it is charged with electricity because my hair begins to stand out all over (my hair is very long and very gray/silver in color).  I just stand in the front of the room and allow this to happen.  Then I say very quietly to those on the stage, "I must show you something."  Then I begin to glow all over and I am emanating this golden light all around me.  The light from within me expands and I can see it expand in all directions around me.  Then I begin to rise up off the floor, a little bit at first, and then I am well-above the floor.  This feels really good to me, so I begin to move while in the air.  And I begin to sort of fly around the room.  This is truly exhilarating.

Then I am told something and it is this.  "Dearest Kim.  You may simply know that you are what you are.  You may simply allow all of this.  It is not necessary to compare your experiences with those of others.  You may simply allow whatever it is to show up and know that this is who you are.  It is not necessary to judge.  You do not have to judge yourself any longer.  No matter what shows up for you, you may simply allow it, without comparison or judgment." 


Then I began feeling this sensation on the nape of my neck, like there was a butterfly back there fluttering its wings.  I smelled a musty smell and it reminded me of a cave.  Then came the smell of something more sweet, almost like flowers.  Then an ant bit me on the right side of my neck.  And then a huge flock of Yucatan Blue Jays gathered around my window outside and squawked and squawked for about 5 minutes then stopped abruptly.  Then I heard a Pigmy Owl hooting repeatedly again and again until I opened my eyes.  My senses seemed to be rather heightened.

I also said a prayer for myself, also recommended by Salina, only I changed it a little bit.  To note here for readers not familiar to some of the Matrix Energetics "lingo" the phrase "two point or two pointing" is a phrase that Dr. Richard Bartlett talks about at his seminars and in his books, if you would like to read more about this.  Anyway, my prayer is this:

I two-point automatically, while I am sleeping, meditating and in a waking state.  I easily shift all things that are not congruent with my highest self.  I easily shift into states of being that will be to the highest good of myself, others and the Universe.

This was a really neat meditation.  Thanks to Salina for mentioning and for Reggie Shelley.
Blessings to you All
Kim 

Connect With the Area of Your Tribe

Well, it was one of those strange nights.  Three weeks ago, on our way back to Mexico, we were traveling, of course.  On the two nights we spent on the road, I received two separate messages.  And last night, all night, I was trying to recall the two messages.  I recall the one message.  Actually I never really forgot it.  But it kept coming to me again last night, all night.  So, I think it's important.

"CONNECT WITH THE AREA OF YOUR TRIBE"
 received 5 November 2009....Playa del Carmen

To comment on this message, it really has a two-fold meaning for me based upon other dreams and visions I've had.  And I see and understand, in this moment, that I just learned a lesson.  And it's my pleasure to pass on the lesson to you, if you're interested.  Let me explain.

On or around June 24th, 2009, while at a Matrix Seminar, I received an audio vision and the message was:

"YOU ARE NOW ALIGNED WITH THE ENERGY OF EPHRAIM"

When I received this, I said to myself, "What the hell?  Who or what is Ephraim?"
When I did some research, I was taken to the story of how the  
Twelve Tribes of Israel Became Divided
And they were divided between two brothers, Ephraim and Manassa. 
So this Twelve Tribe of Israel connection rings true for me for some reason 

But, I have also had visions of myself as some sort of medicine woman or Shaman in Utah.
So  "CONNECT WITH THE AREA OF YOUR TRIBE" also has meaning to me when I think about Utah, and living there, and being part of a "TRIBE" if you will.

The trouble I've been having with this is that, I've been thinking that I had to choose one over the other.  In my limited thinking, I thought that I had to completely eliminate one.  I thought I had to choose the EPHRAIM connection OR the UTAH connection.  Well, how limiting is that?  So, that's the lesson, and perhaps that's why this message just wouldn't let go of me until I worked this out.  

SO, I CHOOSE BOTH

 

Repetus Quedas

Repetus Quedas?  I woke up this morning with this phrase repeating and repeating and repeating over and over and over again.  It sounded a little like Spanish, but then Latin came to me.  WHAT?  LATIN?  So, I looked it up.  It translated as this:

Repetition of a certain person

I am not sure how to take this.  But something does actually come to mind.  I just wrote to another friend about this very thing just a few minutes ago. 

I, too, watch my Veronica's Whisper videos.  And when I watch them, I say to myself, "Wow, I really Love this woman."  And sometimes when I talk to David, I refer to the woman on the videos as "her."  He thinks this is interesting.....not weird.  He got over weird a long time ago.  But, he thinks it's interesting that I refer to myself as her.  So, maybe there's two of me.  I have repeated myself in some way.  That's how it feels, I can tell you.  So would that be that I am two in one, or one in two?  Math.....never my strong point.  LOL.

God, I am so thankful we have have fun with this stuff.

Any ideas, anyone?

"Honey, I'm Invisible and .........."

This is a cute dream.

My husband, David and I, are working together in this enormous, auditorium-like setting.  David has a desk situated at an angle toward the middle of the auditorium, and I have a desk situated about 20 feet or so away from his.  We each have a phone, file cabinets, desk accessories, appointment books, etc. 

Two clients come into the auditorium and walk up to my desk.  After talking for a short while, I decide that my husband, David, is far better at handling their questions and helping them in general than I am.  So, I walk these folks over to my husband's desk.  I know David is there, I just can't see him.  And I know what's happening......again.  It seems that I have dipped into another dimension.  Everything is exactly the same in the other dimension, except for one single thing.  And this time, the one thing that's different is that I cannot see my husband.  I can hear him, I just can't see him.

So, I say to this filmy, wavy, surreal background behind my husband's desk, "Honey, are you there?"  He says, "Yes, I'm here."  I say, "Well honey, I seem to be in another dimension and you've become invisible to me, but I have these really nice people here who I think you would do better at helping than I."  Then David said, "Okay honey, I see them."  There's a lot of hidden humor in this situation.  Really.

This is really pretty funny to both of us because both of us have had the experience of being invisible to others.  And both of us have experienced observing this very wavy, surreal world when this happened.  So this dream is well within our world.  And we wouldn't be surprised if this began happening more and more. 

The Good Doctor

Early this morning, as I was waking, an old friend from Wimberley, Texas came to me.  He came to say hello, appearing as he did 20 plus years ago, and with that fun loving demeanor he always had.

We laughed with each other, recalling all the activities we were involved with together;  singing tenor together in the Wimberley Community Chorus and how he forced me to always sit on the side of his "good ear" so he could stay on pitch.  Little did he know I was counting on him for the same reason.  We recalled together his adorable role in one of the plays we did at the theatre.  He was a big hit in that one, a real ham.  And we recalled all the ways he was good a being my doctor.  And he asked me if he had made a difference.  And I told him, "You touched many, many lives.  You not only healed with your training as a doctor, you healed with your humor and your big heart." 

We continued to laugh and enjoy each others company, then he left.  I was suddenly on top of a very tall building with a flat roof.  There was a pretty little girl of about 10 years old on the roof, too.  She had long, wavy blonde hair.  Suddenly, she raised her arms outstretched in front of her, and in her hands she held a handgun.  She was pointing the gun at me for a split second, then whirled around and took aim at something else altogether; an enormous clock on top of a clock tower building next to the building we were standing on.  The old clock immediately shattered.  And I heard the words, "Time's Up."  And we left together, she and I, down the stairs from the rooftop and the dream faded.

My personal take on this dream is that my doctor friend, who I haven't seen in so long, passed over and came to visit me, to reminisce.  And the little girl using the gun to shoot out the clock seems to be an archetypal sign for me, indicating that someone's time is up.  I've been getting more and more of these archetypal signs of late, or perhaps it's just now that I am recognizing them as such.  I emailed a friend this morning to find out more about the doctor.  So I will follow up with a report on this.

Dreams of a Mystic

I've journaled my dreams and visions for years and years.

Beginning on Friday, November 20th around 2:45 AM, I started running a fever.  It was around 102 degrees for three nights and three days.  And for three consecutive nights, I had this dream that I was posting my dreams in a blog.  Even when I would awaken, in my feverish state, I would bookmark the dream in my mind until I was functioning better, so that I could access the dream blog. 

Even this morning, feeling better, with no fever, I began looking for my dream blog.  The dream was so vivid that I was certain that I had been posting my dreams in a dream blog. 

So, with the discovery that no dream blog existed, except in my dream, I endeavor to create one here, finally, for all to see. 

Be Well and Dream Well All,
Blessings,
Kim