Sensitivity

I awake to a dream, finding the council sitting around me in the light. Ancient HolyOnes, I think. They make no motion to me, or acknowledgment of my presence. Except for one. That one stares with fixed gaze into the soul of my heart. I am seen in a way that makes me conscious of my disclosure.

My being pulsates liquid waves when I move, but light is the only refracting element. First, I feel loss of equalibrium. Somehow, the lack of gravity in being composed of light can cause veyr physical earth discomfort.

I look around the horizon. To the west is Mauna Kea, clear, visible, snow capped. I decide we are on th Big Island of Hawai'i. Maybe this has to do with the time I recently spent there in Lemurian discussions with Aunty and Papa - na kahuna Kalei'iliahi and Reynolds Kamakawiwoole.

Under the watchful eye of Aunty, Papa, Uncle Kilipaka, Aunty Pahia, this Apache has begun a unique cross traditional training. My heart pounds, but I know to trust and breath. A simple matter when one feels grounded, but harder to remember when enveloped in a dream. I don't think I remember to breath until I jerk into body, the 11 o'clock news on, and Toho'ma sleeping peacefully.

To my amusement, a number of faces followed me into waking state. Or rather, they hang out along my side vision. They move in and out easily, a comfortable game of "see me if you can!" Wait... weren't the roles reversed a moment ago? Perhaps it would be better for us to meet in the crack between dimensions. I touch an energy ripple that shimmers from nowhere. My heart pounds. It doesn't last long. The council members fade when I push the limits of my eyes, but if I focus on the items in our home, they rapidly clear in focus. Even the One. And, aiee, the one still triggers something within me. I decide there will be communication, something dictates this will be.

The revelations received a few weeks ago while we were in Hawai'i have guided me to begin these journalings. To the east in the distance, I can feel the call of the tall pinyon pine, the nurturing force of my ancestral home along the Mogollon Rim of Arizona. In between Hawai'i and Apacheria I can see a bridging, used by ancients. There were legends in our mythology. Is this the information the council has, are they waiting for our next move? I wonder what comes next.

My searching dreams swing to the north, and there I make out a dozen or more seals. Well, we had received a channel through Aunty - after our vision was discussed - where seal, shark, turtle and hawk were gatekeepers for what would unfold. I hadn't been home but a few days before these experiences and dreams began. Surely the three sacred tablet paintings done within five days are linked to all of this. I look to the seals, are they protecting the truth until we can collect it?

Aunty Lena had talked about sharks being trained as guardians for the pearl beds. I have participated in the great snake rituals of my people, so it seemed funny that I was surprised that the otherside of the family woudl attempt something few would dream possible. It's begun. Everywhere I look, the energy of similiarity... and the bridge.

I am being watched over by a council, a different experience than when I meet with my guides and ancestors... yet the same. There is a sense of anxiousness as they wait.

They watch, I am fascinated, as they help me prepare. Images of ceremony - initiations - have played out in my vision eye.

I have been considered an expert ceremonialist, and now I have been gifted another generation. I select the first, to be presented to the relatives, and reasoned how to lay it all out without it being overwhelming. As I begin to outline the Initiation of the Stars, the energy rises and starts as a low hum at the base of my brain. The vibration increases and soon the outline of three days of offering, sharing and caring is complete. Aiee, this is certainly going to be exhilarating! And the council, I note, have chosen to place the assistance and conformation needed in my path when it seems most appropriate. How easy co-creation becomes.

Fascinated, I write and paint as things come. At exactly the proper moment, another piece falls into place. A clear trust, a strong heart, in and out of the dream into vital areas of time... it's happening.

I'm slowing, more deliberate, and focused, charting time. I am pleased. The council can now relay what will be useful during earth and life transition. Never has there been a moment ike this in evolution. The union of interdimensional consciousness creates a superb partnership for creating the future, and it causes us to experience sensitivity.

I, meanwhile, feel that I want to withdraw to dream. My heart is pounding again from the surge of power. I look for ways to self nurture and maintain my physical healthy during these fast changing times. I set aside the judgment of what society sees as a normal life. I've found normal for me was never fitting in a box called by a label.

I am just piecing together the facets of the mysterious puzzle. There are animated conversations in the community, and much wondering and questioning of what I believe to be happening. Humanity is beginning to feel their connection.

Then, the crack will widen, at first vibrating and an uncomfortable place to be, be then in the instant, an ecstatic moment of truth. Gradually, we become more confident, joyfully connecting as we receive what we need to know and access dormant abilities. Some of these abilities, I have known through traditional earth ways of the indigenous. By Grandfather's vision, I muse, I'm fulfilling prophecy. We show them the way to remember the future!

Byt the time the nine initiations have been completed, the earth will have changed and we will be balanced. The council fades from view, out of sight, smiling as they go. I begin to think about retiring. Going to sleep. I usually send out a couple of scout energies before I drift. Sometimes, in the dreamstate, I can help one or two individuals a night. I am tired tonight. I will sleep, and refill sufficiently to start an intensive weekend of community building. I do take care of myself. I remember to walk my talk. Of course, the principles apply to everyone. I follow them for life, and that's an eternal commitment.

I step into all that I can be, and encourage others to join me. Moving easily through each stage is my ever presnt destiny. I realize that I have always been carried forward in this. And Esonknhsendehi reminds my beating heart.
10/11/07