New Earth Wisdom

If you do not catch them, they become fleeting- Visions, impulses, lucid dreams, imagination and the like. They are like a soft mist that becomes clear as it wraps around you and envelops your every sense of being and then softly disappears without a whisper.

I wrote about one such vision that was relentless as it took hold of me. It even wrapped into my life, for a moment stunting my idea of time so much so that I felt both here and there. For now, it lives in memory and feeling but I know that one day there will be so much more.

During this time about a year ago as I surveyed the planets and studied the meteor showers and clouds, as though I could read the sky. One day it would suggest I move my pelvis a little further back or my tailbone a little bit to the left and then.. “ahh” I would feel perfect alignment. The clouds foretold days that would be full of surprises, both good and bad. It also left a blank canvas on days that unfolded with a sense of knowing.

The animals and trees also spoke to me in hidden knowing, revealing their connection and intelligence, as well as their involvement with humans when humans look closely. The birds would foretell larger events, such as the owl who hooted when a spiritual awakening or lucid dream was taking place.

I live no differently than anyone else and am no different, really. I am just very into nature, our nature, our connection, and trusting the unknown.

I have been branded “the fairy” by the local children. One gorgeous, inviting day, I met a beautiful young girl and her mother. Thinking we were done with the conversation as they looked elsewhere or got distracted, I leapt into the forest following my natural path that was worn but perhaps invisible to the eyes that do not go deep into the woods. I heard the little girl call, “she went into the woods, mom! I swear she did!”, And heard the mother respond that that was silly. I would have loved to have burst out but I was already deep into the thick woods and the energy had shifted, causing me to bow slightly to acknowledge the beauty in front of me. Perhaps I also wanted to leave a bit of a mystery there, like a true mischievous fairy.

I had been studying Quantum Physics and the Convergence Point: The place where you are so aligned with truth that all timelines merge. As I thought about this, a bird hopped from branch to branch in a pattern. I took linear time out of the equation and could suddenly see the bird in all places but also in the same place, like the kind of vision you get that makes your eyes cross.

As though a doorway had opened, I was suddenly on a beach and my inner child was running toward the ocean. I called her first by her given name, and she responded not but ran further.

“Nayah!” I called out deliberately.

Suddenly the distance between us was minimal and as she turned around to look into my eyes I felt the feeling of looking into my own eyes. Our foreheads touched and we merged for a moment.

Then, Nayah said, “blow it up”.

Before I knew what she was talking about, I was back in the house where all of the violence was in my childhood. It was dark and empty, but looked like an apocalypse had taken over or I was standing before Hell itself.

Nayah knowingly screamed louder than I have ever heard a scream. Her scream created light that blew strongly through every corner of that house across every time line.

We then went to other places where things had been so traumatic and Nayah screamed each time. Each time, I felt the memories shift to such a far back chapter in my life that it created a yawn. The light balanced the past into perspective so wide that it became apparent and then mostly irrelevant before it was blown into dust.

Once we were done, Nayah held my hand and walked with me for a time.

As we rounded a corner, a Hindu purple half-elephant Goddess decked out in beautiful jewelry appeared.

Nayah hid behind me. I told her it was okay. I recognized my shadow.

“What’s your name?” I asked in a language that sounded like “I want something to say when I see you that brings me back to your wholeness. it is not who you are and it may change but it will aid my connection to you”.

“Gemma-yah” came the reply as Gemmayah lit up and smoke glistened around her octopus-like body.

Nayah continued to hide behind me. Gemmayah appeared in front of her and then disappeared, suddenly appearing behind her and giggling. At first I wasn’t sure if this was scary but then I realized: it was hide and seek. Nayah began to giggle.

We all sat down and held hands. Suddenly, I felt empty and curious.

“If Nayah is the sound and the light and Gemmayah is how we clear, what am I?”

In Gemmayah’s language, she said, “you are the light” (meaning, it all comes down and back and through to you)

I glanced down at my palms and they were radiating light.

We all walked hand in hand, peacefully and feeling light and together. A voice from beyond said, “this is the Universe” in a silly voice that sounded like Boyshar, and we all giggled.

A few moments later, Nayah and Gemmayah disappeared slowly into mist but I felt Nayah as usual also present in my lower belly.

I passed the same tree with the same bird doing the same dance and wondered if I had gone anywhere at all. I looked around, expecting the see the beach, where Nayah loves to play, but there were just yards and houses across the street.

I walked home with a peace in my heart I had never known, and one that has never left me since.