Please join us on a call tomorrow at 11 a.m.Pacific time. AND, you can enjoy a walk with Guillem today who will also lead us in a few minutes of breathing on the call.
When I asked Guillem about the video he said...
"Well, it was just a class assignment. The teacher said: do a short video with some day to day action, very simple. Everybody did 20 second videos or so and I bored them to tears with my almost 4 minute walk The teacher said: Guillem, the video is acceptable, but you have done exactly what I didn't ask you to do, so I "failed the assignment". It was fun."
Ha! Boring is in the eyes of the beholder. Must not have been seeing through the eyes of the divine. I hope to see more videos as your class progresses! Thank you,
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I wanted to share with all of you the full preview of a short book I self published through Blurb in April of 2010 called “Becoming: The Discovery of You”. One of the issues of the printed version that I discovered is that the printing of photos in a book is so much more costly than a regular printed word book. So I put the book on full preview for folks to read in digital format.
Here is the link to the preview. Click on the word preview. http://www.blurb.ca/b/1289380-becoming
Karen, I love this book. Thank you!
And I just realized that I wrote and published this a few months before my big breakdown! (Note: On our call about writing, both Bogdan and Kim shared when they wrote things often fell apart. For example, Kim said she wanted to write about relationships and they all started to fall apart. I too have experienced that, and I see the wisdom in it so clearly.)
Bogdan, your comments about writing something and then having life fall apart happened to me! I often wondered how I could have written this book and then crash and fall apart to such an extent! So thanks for sharing that, I see I am not alone.
Karen, do you feel you wrote the book for you in your darkest before the dawn days? And for others who might find themselves in the same situation? I sense it as a pure soul expression as well. In gratitude, Lauren
The following are notes from Karen's blog which can be found on Ryver under Topics. It's just one of the many example of the magic that is happening on Ryver right now - the expression of our Banyan Tree creation.
Thank you, Karen, for sharing the grandness in your vulnerability and willingness to share about your "breakdown". I'm sure each and every one of us has experienced a break down. For what is a break down but a giant release/ integration of what no longer serves us in our "last" lifetime AND a fuller experience of becoming. Being = the perpetual state of becoming. For there is no end and no beginning in realization.
Excerpt from Karen's Blog....
Well...it seems as though I am doing some sort of final "clearing" of this experience. And, somewhere in there is a desire to understand some of that "reason".
Last night I was reviewing a few of the readings I got during and shortly after that time, and one I had forgotten about was from Raphael through my friend Jeane (also on the website). And in that one Raphael said:
"These aspects that brought about the experience of your spiritual breakdown are, in a linear sense of speaking, the oldest that you have and will ever have. They are from your experiences in the Wall of Fire and in the Void. They are from that first fracturing of your sense of self and identity that was broken into an infinite number of pieces and felt to be lost for all time. The Wall of Fire experience is the single most horrific experience that your soul has ever had!"
And that helped me understand the intensity of the experience. Another reading from my friend Susan said that these aspects had been trying to find Self Love in many different places and were now all coming home in a crowd, and I collapsed under that.
In any case, I am starting to understand that perhaps at a Soul level I was attempting to move through some of the most difficult of aspect integration and the human just collapsed.
But Soul said, "We are not done with this lifetime yet", and onward we moved.
Now seven years and much healing and evolution later, I am clearing any residual stuff out of the body and emotional fields. And maybe it is part of what Adamus talked about in this last Shoud, that the human is off getting a tune up in preparation for integration.
I think that part of the reason I chose to have this crazy experience is that I had this desire to move forward as quickly as I could, and I remember I kept saying, "Let's go for it, whatever it takes".
After this experience it was more like, "Let's do this with ease and grace". The reading from Jeane also said that my experiences were recorded in the library of the New Earth, so hopefully some wisdom is there and others may choose to have a gentler experience!
Indeed, I have been harping a bit on writing a story down, yet I remain in the sense of understanding that my soul once said to me.
"Everytime you have a realization of any scope and breadth, you open up a potential for another to do the same. No need to convince, no need to teach, no need to sell, you have opened the door for those choosing consciousness (over automation for eons to come). And that wisdom is stored within the writing on the wall of the invisible library, whether you physical write it down or not.
When you share your story in the physical form (video, word, art, music, etc...)it does many things. First, it clears a pathway for you to BECOME more YOU. The expression is by you and for you, alone. And, the written word or other physical expression may help a human facet come into a greater awareness of the soul experience, know they are not alone, and they are not going crazy.
The written word or other physical expression will open a door, which was never really a door but a potential to choose from a sovereign state of being.
Not in print or physical form your experience lives on - and El Morya can speak to this too as he has consciously limited what parts of his story to share - the realization you realized, the becoming more of who you are, connected to wisdom and your own unique I AM-ness - also gets recorded into the 'invisible library.'
When you expand for you and you alone, the potentials and possibilities become higher probabilities for those choosing the consciousness, that is ending the reincarnation cycle among many of other experiences...."
Hey, sovereign beings. I am so behind on this. I have really wanted to highlight some of the stories you all have shared on Ryver and with me personally. Michael wrote a song, Deneen has a dream, Karen shared her grandness through vulnerability, Xanthe graced us with her grace. To start the series off, here's a grand tale from Xavi, who recently met up with another Center of Being soul, Letizia, in France. I quite loved the story, and I sense you will appreciate it too. If you have a story to share, please send me pictures along with it. You can put it in any form you would like, but it saves me so much energy if you create titles and formatting suggestions like Xavi did. ENJOY!
"I thoroughly enjoyed laughing with the writer as he clung onto life by a thin thread. Nothing like a near death experience to thaw your cold, cold heart" - Cheeky Critic Review
The Matcha Chronicles of a Macho Man
I was driving peacefully back to my town when I realized how relaxed I felt after the trip and how my energy had changed since the beginning.
Letizia invited me to spend a few days at the Super Green France Mountains to share good food that she cooks, good conversation with a good wine, eight cats in the house and the hikes around.
The last day of the hike I was climbing a mountain to waterfalls formed by the spring thaw. According to the signs, it was a five-hour trip. On the way she stopped a lot to rest and admire the landscape barely without dealing with words. So I waited. This dynamic of stopping every few meters occurred throughout the ascent.
The trip was getting slow and heavy for me. I had not realized it yet, but I had lost sight of the meaning of it all. I had become obsessed with reaching the top, at any price and as quickly as possible. Hmmm, do I sense a metaphor here?;)
She stopped once more, so I waited for her sitting on a large rock a few meters above. I could observe a movement by my peripheral vision. She was moving, only on that occasion if I did not see her pass, I would not know she was ahead of me.
This was when my male anger began to manifest itself more. I had been pitifully climbing the whole way carrying my poor tired body and without strength, using perhaps too strongly, my walking stick. Every step I took, I rammed my rod harder and harder into the rock-strewn ground.
After that she stopped again, and as it seemed to me that the waterfall was close I decided to go ahead and not wait for her anymore.
I arrived at a detour where I could go down to the lowest part of the waterfall. The water was raging and I still felt the call of adventure. "She sure would," I thought, so I skipped a couple of rocks to get in the middle of the river and take a good picture of the waterfall in front of me. See above picture...
It was then that I looked back when I realized how dangerous it was. A false step, a slip, and I would have fallen down the river by a descent slope full of rocks ready to crush me.
I started to turn around and it was here that common sense prevailed: "If I go back by the same rocks that I came and I slip, adios, I'm dead." So I jumped to a rock that was to my left and ... said and done I slipped.
I fell like a sack of potatoes in the icy waters of the thaw, only to save me from death because I changed the place to return at the last second. Suddenly I was soaked to the bone. I went back to where she was, I told her what happened. I warned her that there was still a long way to go, and I warned her how dangerous it was to go where I was because of how slippery it was.
She told me: "Oh do not worry, I'm fine, I do not need to climb to the top".
This is when I understood it. It is not about the destination, but about the trip.
She has been enjoying the whole ascension trip without even worrying about whether it would end or not. It did not matter. Only the experience mattered. And it was a great and beautiful experience for her to connect with Mother Nature in her wildest and purest state.
Later I had thought about taking my clothes off a rock and drying it, but as if the mountain did not want me there, it started to rain and the feeling of cold began to increase. I decided that I would go down the mountain in a hurry to warm up and dry myself in the car.
So the fuel of anger carried me back down in a sigh. I took off my boots, put on the heater and relaxed to wait lying in the backseat of my car.
Once a Master said that Mother Earth could be ruthless, and just as my energy was in the ascent I was not very in tune with her. With each new step I took, my anger increased, because of the hardness of the trip. Now seeing the experience in perspective, all the merciless thing that she did with me was to throw myself to the safe side of the cold waters. And believe me, there is nothing like a romp of cold water to conquer the coldness in life.
The next morning was the time to go back to my city. She told me that she had noticed a change in the energy of the house and now the eight cats felt relaxed without fighting each other.
A part of my angry masculine energy stayed in the icy waters of the thaw.
Au revoir France. I'm returning a little better than I arrived.
Part 2: The Matcha Man Anecdote
Matcha Tea is a type of Japanese Green Tea powder that I had taken for my trip and that I usually drink every day.
One day before I was climbing another mountain. Here the snow had not melted yet. The idea was to reach a lake in the upper part of the mountain. It had become an impossible climb since because of the snow, the ascent was very slippery. We took another safer path and climbed into a forest.
There she began to dance and sing in the middle of the mountain with a Madonna song that played on the speakers of her mobile phone. You could not see anyone else for miles around. While she expressed herself I stayed, uncomfortable, looking at the horizon, waiting, for the dance of feminine life to end.
This is the anecdote of the macho man. The macho man does not dance to express the joy of being alive. The macho man is an almost inexpressive male.
When we came back later that day, in the kitchen she bothered me with what happened. With my phone, I played the song Village People Macho Man and started singing it.
"See, this song I can dance and sing on the mountain," I said.
She replied laughing: "You are a Macho Man ... no, a Matcha Man, and every time you listen to this song you will remember it".
And we both laughed.
Enlightenment is what happens naturally when you are living your life - Sar'h
Lauren! Why are you harping so much on sovereignty and excusing yourself from group dynamics?!
Well, I didn't just incarnate here for embodied enlightenment. I came here to experience creation. Without total sovereignty, true creation does not exist. And that's a good thing.
As I wrote in the article, THE COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF SELF, there comes a time when it is more that appropriate to tap into your own wisdom, rather than the wisdom of a collective group consciousness. No more archangel families, no more Shaumbra family, no more star families - the age of the sovereign being - the Universe of You - is upon us.
Like I shared in this VIDEO of moving beyond the Atlantean implant - thinking you need to do anything as a group or be concerned about a group - and finding yourself with your fellow sovereign beings hanging out under the BANYAN TREE, or wherever feels good to you - then and only then can you become the true CREATOR embodied.
Why? Because you do not want to create from the group wisdom. Damn, did we try, especially in Atlantis...To be a true creator, one must stand on their own sovereign ground. One must know exactly what is their wisdom, discerning with a supreme precision what is theirs and what is not theirs. Without that sovereignty, without that discernment, your creations will not be your own, and it is likely that they will not be pleasant.
You can create on your own, of course, and there is the free space under the Banyan Tree where your creation abilities will be honored as sovereign and supported by the ascended and embodied masters who gather there - not to teach anything - but to sovereignly support you in complete honor of this amazing lifetime you created for yourself.
You can also read my CONSCIOUS CREATION MANIFESTO - from the Thirty Days of Self-Love. Maybe you want to write your own and share it here as well.
When we had our awakening, how disturbing was it to realize we were operating in the collective human consciousness (mass consciousness). To know we were being governed by the arbitrary rules, dreamed up by the humans surrounding us. Rules and societal norms that made no sense to the soul and came from the linear, dualistic mind.
Then, in the experience of moving from awake to realized, that yet again we were being governed by a collective spiritual consciousness. In the spiritual world, we were given another set of rules and imperatives for living -- by yet another external source.
For many of us here, we traded the collective human consciousness for the collective shaumbra consciousness, or the collective (insert spiritual/ consciousness group here) consciousness, only to find that we had traded one set of government for another.
We were given what seemed to be a check list - sexual energy schools, ancestral freedom, light body, 'no more' lists... It's almost as if someone gave us a linear checklist to enlightenment.
Yet, as much as our human wanted to have a mental checklist, I have found for me personally those checklists actually occur in a "spiral of awareness".
We do not visit concepts just once and check them off our lists. We visit and re-visit things like karma, energy, and creation, many times as a human embodied, moving and expanding deeper and deeper down the spiral of awareness.
That's why I always laugh when someone says been there, done that - it implies linearity - enlightenment is not a linear checklist - AND on such occasions when I did say this, I always ate my words - always. Even after realization, you visit such concepts and find a deeper understanding of them in your newfound state of awareness. Every minute of every day.
That is until, we reach the glass ceiling on group enlightenment and then we must go forth on our own. In realization, you have no checklists, or rules written by the collective.
Instead, you may find yourself in the collective consciousness of the expanded SELF. Everything that comes into your awareness is a reflection of SELF and creations of SELF, rather than a reflection of the group consciousness that surrounds you. The Universe(s) of YOU.
In realization, it all becomes very clear - discernment is instant - on what it yours and what belongs to the group consciousness - one that has taken on a life of its own.
Yogananda once wrote something along the lines of ... there is no hindrance to realization except for an un-adventurous soul.
I find myself accepting an invitation from my soul to explore beyond the collective shaumbra/ spiritual group consciousness, and to be in life, but not attached to life. To really live life beyond the limits of a collective group consciousness.
For some that may mean, exploring other teachers. Please note I have retired my teacher role, yet I am happily detached from having an opinion on others playing that role. In time, even that role integrates into the one that is SELF.
For others, that means exploring other realities. For me, I am playing in the world of Atlantis for a fiction book I am writing.
Many of you are exploring being in the human world and not of it. Holding job positions in which you explore in mass consciousness - in it and not of it. (This is so cool to me, by the way!)
In the end, this post is just to say there is so much more out there beyond the group consciousness which warmly supported you for so long - like a womb - and in your new formed state of awareness, why not explore what lies beyond its borders. Exploring the Universe(s) of You beyond the facet that is shaumbra, beyond the facet that is group identity or spiritual families (Archangel families, for example).
It's important for me to state the following. I do not care what groups you play in. It matters not to me if you seek help from teachers out there, or if you play teacher for others. That's totally okay - of course it is. Everything is appropriate. And you will realize so soon, how silly all that was, and money would have been better spent on an adventure of SELF.
However, this place offers a different experience if you choose. A place to BE and to radiate. If you come here looking for answers from outside yourself, the tree will always knock you back out. I tend to agree with Adamus on this one - quit thinking there is anything outside of you that has the answers to your questions. Soon there will be no questions, only adventures of SELF.
I look back to my recent past. Writing a book, offering sessions - people put you on a pedestal. Then you are supposed be some sort of angel without human quirks. You are supposed to love everyone and never say anything in opposition. I'm here to tell you in realization there are no pedestals.
Somewhere on the path to enlightenment, I lost my spiritual ambition. I realized everyone was already realized, and I had nothing new to offer.
I saw time is not linear so everyone has already reached there realization on some plane of existence. If you attempt to elevate yourself, you will get knocked down. If you elevate another, they will do just about anything to be relieved of the pressure you put on them. You will realize they only wanted to walk beside you for a time, not be held up in praise.
It's all so human, these concepts. When you come under the Banyan Tree, leave all that behind please. You can play those games somewhere else.
Really sense into that teacher/ student role. Sense into enlightened vs. not enlightened dualistic concepts. When I see each of you, I see all of you in your aligned states - beyond linear time. I see you the realized being as I see myself the realized being with no distinction.
I see you do not need to learn anything else - and certainly not from me. I see that soon, your human self will catch up and know it was realized all along and that it happened naturally without all the other stuff. You have already taken enough courses for the rest of your human existence. If you do continue, go for the experience rather than the acquisition. Your soul says we have acquired enough buried treasure in foreign lands. It's time to become aware of our own wisdom. To uncover the buried treasure within.
Then sense into the Banyan Tree where we all float sovereignly - uniquely embodied in whatever form we choose at the given moment. A place to share the treasures of your soul with other grand beings such as yourself.
If you come here to share your heart aches and your troubles and perceived limitations AND then share how you walked out of them, you will find an audience of witness. If you come here to share your joy, you will have the joy reflected back infinitely. I cannot think of another place I'd like to hang out in more.
For those not on Ryver, you are missing a hell of discussion that is so far beyond the collective (insert spiritual group) consciousness, it will make your head spin.
In honor of your unique soul experience! Go beyond the collective consciousness and into the vastness of your own awareness. Then come hang out under the Banyan Tree and share with us, if it is your will.
PS If someone looks like a used car salesman of spiritual enlightenment, they are probably selling you a lemon. Your soul has no lemons for sale. Only wisdom that is tailored to you and you alone. Wisdom that is not for sale!
Photo from National Geographic
It was 8:35 a.m. on Sunday morning. Still drunk from last night, I was smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee on a corner of street in the New Orleans garden district.
The night before my friends and I had stumbled upon a 1920s style jazz band and stayed up into the wee hours of the morning drinking Sazarac and sour beers with our new best friends whose names we wouldn’t remember in the morning.
The sky was open, the air fresh and breezy – a breeze that would give way to an oppressive heat that would strike the city come June and not lift again until October.
I had checked Facebook and someone had mentioned there was a Shoud Saturday. Another was reporting on the latest human junk from the Crimson Circle Control Center. I deleted my Facebook page right then – not because I was upset, but because I found I could no longer care about such nonsense anymore. It was robbing me of my experience right here, right now.
I realized in that moment just how far I had expanded in the few years as these experiences no longer appealed to me. Enlightenment does not occur in a proverbial seat in front of a channel. It occurs on the New Orleans street corner the morning after a wild weekend with you girlfriends.
It does not occur in the seat of the student, but in living life as realization naturally unfolds while you’re having fun. The workshops and channels were just an experience to have, not one I desired, or felt passionate about anymore.
With the breeze blowing through my hair, I realized the only thing I had been seeking in these six short years of self-discovery was freedom, and I did not need to pay or listen to anyone else to claim it. The groups that were once so awe inspiring and expansive now appeared so limited and strangled I’m not sure how my shine had survived.
I AM. FREEDOM. I breathed with the New Orleans wind. As I mouthed the words, St. Germain showed up. He had a clip board in his hand and checked me off the list. Check, he motioned, and smiled.
“Who are you, fucking Santa?” I asked. And then we laughed. It’s not so much he dismissed me, but I dismissed myself.
I sensed he would not be back again for some time and that whatever soul agreement I had there was done. Every concept I helped write had made it into the materials published for anyone else to seek and find should they need it.
The dichotomy that exists between human control systems (organizations) and realization, free consciousness was now in the awareness of enough members that I did not need to push it anymore. The duty, the service, the legacy was complete. And now I can just live – no longer hyper focused on the realization out there, but the one I found, through naturally unfolding experience in here.
What seemed like a huge ocean to explore, was now a pond that was too small for my ship. I watched the ocean of consciousness-related groups shrink into the puddle of rainwater that pooled in the cobble stone street before me.
Into what ocean would we set sail next? All of them. I saw the experience Yogananda was showing me before I left Colorado once again. In this experience, there was a movie screen projected on my ceiling, with each swipe of the hand I switched into a new reality.
In the awake, experience, Yogananda was showing me what there was to play with – what there was to create and the opportunity to step into the creations and have that experience.
As St. Germain left, I was not wondering what I will do next. Instead, I was wondering how the hell I was going to fit it all into this last human life. No time to waste in the very small ponds, like Facebook groups and seats before a channel.
Speaking of which, Ryver will exist through March of next year. I enjoy your shares there, and I enjoy our conference calls, too, but I do not feel it will continue beyond March unless one of you takes the reigns to create it. I'd love to step aside and see someone take on the facilitator/ coordinator role, if its appropriate. It will naturally unfold...
I look forward to meeting in Vancouver and Italy. When I sense into the Banyan Tree and that creation, I see the energies forming to support that, and all I need to do is watch it unfold. It already exists. And, I will be there to greet you, whenever you visit. I am always there - enjoying my creation - our creation.
I will finish my Sar’h books as I promised myself, to write the story of my realization, which always comes to the same conclusion - realizing I never needed any teacher at all and that my soul was there allowing everything to unfold in perfection.
I see my creations extending so far beyond that one. The hyper-focus on realization/ enlightenment/ blah blah blah - what once seemed like commitment – now feels like the easiest way to limit yourself in this very special lifetime. Don’t waste it, my soul says.
Realization, ascended master worlds – all of that is simply a tiny facet of the radiating diamond that is you. It is my wish to explore that for myself and an invitation for you as well.
St. Germain once said everything is about enlightenment. I will add when you get there, nothing is. Thank you all for being here, sharing your sovereign journey, it’s been one wild ass ride.
If you signed up for the writing workshop, don’t forget to join us on May 15. Big love. Big Life.