That old fisherman just headed down to the lake again, pole and bucket in hand.  It’s so quiet here.  I can hear the hollow sound from his bucket when he first sets it down on the ground.  I like that.  There’s a comfort in the ordinary. I grew up far from this tiny lake, surrounded by water.  Fish and clams and minnows and fisherman were my everyday.  This familiar scene runs very deep and soothes me somehow.

Little else does right now.  I feel as if I am at a masquerade ball.  We are dressing up in costume for business as usual, while beneath these masks it is anything but.  We are unrecognizable.  Nothing is at it seems.

A hawk circling high overhead, just swooped down low,  a few feet in front of my eyes – as if on command.  An omen.  We are entering powerful times. Every cell of my body feels it.  I couldn’t sleep last night.  My “Mom” mask may be buying school supplies, but my light worker self can barely contain her excitement.  It’s pretty wild to be contemplating the price of notebooks while simultaneously saving the world.

We are super heroes in disguise – We look like regular people, yet beneath these calm exteriors lie powerful forces.  Don’t you feel like that?

It’s like every fantasy rolled into one.  There’s good guys fighting corruption, space ships, natural disasters, help from the heavens and everlasting love.  It’s all here and yet, while it goes on, we pay our bills, mow our lawns and talk about the weather.

We have families to raise, money to earn and a planet to save.  Not just anyone could do this you know.  It takes one powerful being to pull off such a stunt.  Our masks are so well constructed the vast majority of the population will never even know they exist.  We are that good.

There is something that is true about weight loss, acting and fifth dimensional, eternally youthful light beings.  It is that an actual, believable transformation must begin on the inside. 

All of us are prone to “magical thinking”.  We believe that if we put on the cape we can fly, if we lose 20 pounds we will be happier, younger and surrounded by lovers, if we look the part we become the part, and if we somehow end up in another “dimension” that all of our current challenges will vanish.

Real magic happens when you believe you can fly.  No one has to tell you the truth of who you are.  You know this.  It is the power of this illusion that invokes recurring forgetfulness.

One of my children, at about 9 years of age, wrote a comic strip.  In the first panel was a boy in a cape, announcing his super flying powers.  In the next panel he climbs the roof and jumps off.  In the third panel he shouts “See!  I’m flying!”  It is the next panel where doubt crosses his face and he says, while flying, “I’m flying!  I can’t believe it!”  In the final panel, he slowly crashes to earth.

This is how we live our lives.  Over and over we wish for change and even as it occurs, we doubt it.  Actual change occurs gradually and starts within.  I am sort of a Queen of Magic.  My friends say I have rose colored glasses.  I see the best possible scenario most every time.  This may be because I’ve had so many chances; this lifetime has been a remedial class for self improvement.  I’m getting better at it.  It’s always going to be great in my heart.

We are in a sea of waiting, floating along on rafts of hope.  We need to jump in and swim in the direction of whatever beach works for us.  This drifting is not getting us anywhere.

We have come from so very far to arrive at this place of peace.  This is what I am internally experiencing just now – a sense of peace.  Our world is running a muck according to established mainstream news sources.  Some of that is seeping into the everyday, as our own bank may be implicated in scandal as well as our government.

Yet through all this there remains a sense of calm.  It is a beautiful day.  A nest full of baby birds cheep to be fed while their parents swoop in again and again to nourish them.  The sun shines, the breeze blows, gently pushing the newly planted flowers back and forth.  Life is abundant.  I am internally happy, with no discernible reason in practical, 3D terms.

This is the next dimension.  As you walk into your powers of intentional creation, you experience untold joy and personal fulfillment.  There is no one necessary to rank your progress or determine your success.  All of your life is self determined.  You are who you intend to be, have what you intend to enjoy and do what you plan to do. There are surprises, as your world is full of a wonderful mix of “others” – souls who have a part to play in this show will engage you and have an impact.  All of this by your own design.

Make no mistake; this Ascension process is yours alone - in concert with mine and everyone else’s. The unity that we are coming to understand and experience means we are made of the same stuff – like fingers on a hand – yet each with a unique perspective and part to play.

It feels sort of like taking your child to the doctor.  You are saying a bunch of calm words, painting lots of pretty pictures about the ice cream cone that’s coming after the office visit, yet you know there is a part that’s painful.  You hate that part.

My children wised up to the idea and ask before we get there, “Am I gonna get a poke?”  That’s what I want to know now.

“Are we gonna get a poke?”  We’ve been living in a controlled, tightly limiting world and are told every day of the wonders that await us.  Yet, beneath it all is buried a nagging sense that there is something we need to shore up for.  My kids put their game faces on.  They know it’s quick, necessary and there is a treat at the end.  Although they didn’t like it, they have lived through it and emerged more powerful and sure of themselves.

We will too.  Ascension, this Shift and the Golden Age is waiting for us.  As eternal beings of immense power and unlimited love, we would create nothing less.  The controls are completely in our hands. We know how to use them now.

It is my very human part that wants to know, “Am I gonna get a poke?”  Some days I don’t care, and they happen with more frequency.  What’s on the other side of the poke, if it comes, is more than amazing.  I know this.  I have seen some of it already.

We can do anything we set our hearts on.  This is truth.  We are an unstoppable force; the force of One.  I have seen miracles.  The greatest one is reading these words right now.

We are the ones we are waiting for.

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There is a preoccupation with the physical right now, a focus on the body – the body human.  Listening to “Drake” reports and planning for a possible disruption of supply brings up questions – “Do we have enough?” “Have we thought of everything?”

“Yes” and “Yes” would be the answers here, yet I wonder even at the questions.  I’ve come to this conclusion – I’m human.  I’m not “just” human, or “only” human or “human, too”.  I am human now.  I am a being of light of incredible power experiencing this human life.  It’s all true.  The experience of being human at this level of density is not less than any other.  It is to be savored.

I have spent some time in the “humans are less cool than other life forms” camp, as well as the place where “earthlings rule”.  Polarization.

What’s true is that we are all equally “cool” and everything counts.  We’ve spent so many years believing we were flawed that to compensate we’ve inflated our importance and see others only as competition. 

So where does that leave us now?  Where does this human in 3D fit in this imminent new world?  We fit exactly where we place ourselves.  Although much of what we’ve believed to be true isn’t, we have created incredible beauty and steadfast love.  We will not be leaving this behind.  We aren’t replacing our current life, we are improving it. 

One of my favorite places is the dining room, surrounded by family.  I like knowing I’ve prepared this meal my loved ones are now enjoying and laughing over, even when it’s burnt.  I don’t believe it would have the same “juice” if I had pressed a button to produce it; the main ingredient here is love in ample amounts.