Friday, March 24, 2017

Gillian MacBeth-Louthan: 3 Excerpts from THE QUANTUM AWAKENING



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THE QUANTUM AWAKENING   
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ISSUE #219
March 2017
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***From Your Hostess of Light
*** Loop In the Wheel of Fortune (boy could we all use a vowel about now!)
***Leylines and time markers wobble like buoys in the ocean


From Your Hostess of Light, Gillian
Hey Ya’ll I do not know about you but my cosmic butt has been kicked so much it can wear skinny jeans! I thought that after holding and working for the light for over half a century it would get a little easier. There is no easy street in deep space for sure. Every dang molecule is battling with itself and its right to be alive in whatever form. All livingness responds to the call for regeneration. The pollywog is no longer happy being a tadpole. The caterpillar demands to become a butterfly and life demands everything else in between.
We pray, we take out the cosmic trash, we mediate, we chop wood and carry water. We hold a heart space for the world and some days it feels as if we need to wear chain-mail undergarments just to go to the grocery. So many have shut themselves away because that is the easier choice, ask any old incarnated hermit or monk. To me it is like the’ knights templar hiding behind the Magdalene’s skirt.’
Even the stealthy fox has to change its colors to align with the global adjustments. There are no personalities involved in these upcoming shifts, only the need for propulsion out of this dimensional warp.
As great emotional gases come to the surface, like old faithful erupting out -of -sync and line-dancing with a new time partner. What lies beneath bubbles to the surface, allowing what is noxious to escape, both people and planet. When the inner earth gases meet the outer earth gases a new tempo is created.  Like the temples of old in Delphi many an oracle can attest to ‘a deep earth knowing’ supplied by inner earth fumes escaping. As the world huffs and puffs and shows her true colors everyone all will know what Mother Earth has to say.

Loop In the Wheel of Fortune
(boy could we all use a vowel about now!)
We are all in the middle of a restructuring, and there is no easy way to get thru this loop in the wheel of fortune. As time jumps forward past the winter gods and goddesses we all take a moment to take off the teachings of winter. We are weary confused and alert, like a cat next to a rocking chair. we can feel the future racing thru our veins, Are we prepared for these shifts to come? Every cell in our bodies screams no! The weather has more moods than a teenage girl without a date. How do we prepare for energies that do not respond to our prayers and will not acknowledge us or our dire earthly straits?
What will the goddess of spring ask of us this year? Growth is natural and beautiful but sometimes painful.  like a spring bud just waiting to break free we all have to put on our big girl and boy  panties and get thru this next phase of light and life.  Disclosure is the word for the spring as every little thing that was dormant in winter now spurts out all its hidden secrets.
As the Goddess of Spring stretches herself underground, she takes all of us to a hidden entrance of life. Like a magic fairy door hidden in a tree trunk or a portal between worlds in the middle of a sticker patch, the worlds between the worlds open to be seen. Each corridor reflecting a place where time bends.  The dimensions dance together like auroras changing form and colors at a glance. We become dizzy and disoriented as living magic is seen when least expected. We rub our eyes to make sure we see what we see! The human eyes cone changes as it sees thru time. Time once disrupted comes back around like a dancer that seductively moves toward you. All matter shifts in accordance with divine instructions. This spring equinox portals open and close, try not to get caught in-between.
A seed can only be sown when it is given free will. Allowing it to search for hallowed ground and start the process of releasing the divine blueprint of life into the earth. Everything we do or do not do seeds the future. All seeds are about believing in the invisible harvest. Like a cosmic farmer holding the image of bounty in his heart until it is finally seen on Earth.
When that harvest is birthed from your seed of belief it is then necessary to share that bounty with others. To take part of your field of manifestation and cut off the corners of it and give it freely so another can start the seed of belief process as well. Sharing their bounty with others and so on and on…. Listen to the voice of the universe inside of you as it asks more and more of you. As it asks you to give and give and give, like a wellspring without end. The universe has its watermark upon your soul and cells. You can never out give the Creator.

Leylines and time markers
wobble like buoys at sea
As the memory of what was, seems to drift like a piece of lost wood in an ocean of confusion, we continue to move quickly down the corridor of time. We are being ushered into time doors that swing both ways. Down hallways that never end into a place that is not fully created yet.  Time brushes past us like a blast of air, not asking our permission for anything.  Life corrals us into a corner of pre-empted choices.  Time has shifted. It has quickened its pace, and all outcomes have shifted as well.
Longitudes and latitudes dance to an unseen beat. Leylines and time markers wobble like buoys in the ocean, sacred crystal geometries are reset. An actual cog in time has been felt as the worlds walk into a new traffic pattern. We still biologically walk to the beat of the old drum when the band plays on in a different octave of time and light.  Our perceptions are enhanced and we see in and out of time but are still not sure where to place each thought. Seeing between the worlds is not a place for those weak of purpose. One must hold tightly to the tight wire as time doors are opened and possibilities present themselves in a new array of colors. The unexpected is to be expected on a daily basis. People do there best to hide what ails them but actions are louder than any words.  
Seeing into the future is not a place for those weak of knee. As one walks thru the time doors many trap doors make themselves know. Dimensional black holes to other places of parallel time loops can create a dizzying effect in most unexpected places.. Time doors open and close faster than the bat of an eye. Truth and time are adjustable in nature.
That which has appeared emptied now becomes full, freeing itself from  previous definition.  A shift of light realm awakens from a long sleep to escort you into the cornerstone where time and space meet. All limitations are transformed in this expanded view.  Do you have the courage to take an open-eyed leap of faith into this fluid point of possibility? Your vessel of perpetual self is being purified for the expanded energies and truths of the upcoming shifts. You are an instrument of light that is being fine-tuned to play a new song. Relax into the Shifts; look at them eye to I, seeing with the wisdom of a thousand years!  See beyond what you deem humanly possible. Each situation has a million outcomes. It is up to the individual to pick the reaction  which then opens the door to a matching experience.  

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Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
PO Box 217
Dandridge, Tennessee

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