Dragon Eye

Care Free Contributionism

I keep having déjà vu experiences about my childhood. Sweeping outdoor steps reminds me of sweeping (with ferns) the camps in my back woods. Bike riding reminds me of biking for miles and seeing snakes basking in sunlight on paved roads. The deep purple lilacs, now in full bloom, remind me of my grandmother and placing May Day baskets at her front door. Childhood was carefree and I keep wanting to go back there. Today, bike riding, I realized that I am still that little girl who was carefree. She didn’t go anywhere. So, I remember by breathing in the scents and sensations of childhood. I breathe in her free spirit and breathe out wisdom (those many lessons learned) that comes with this elder age. We breathe each other inspiring one care free spirit.

This spirit reminds me of UBUNTU Contributionism that advocates for a new way of living on earth and with one another. Imagine giving 3 hours a week in return for free energy. Imagine each person contributing their natural gift. Imagine not being a slave to money and work. Yes, this vision is being imagined and is playing out in real time on Earth. Meet the founder of the UBUNTU Party, Michael Tellinger, in Seattle on Monday, June 12 and learn more about this new reality:

Uncover our hidden origins and create a plan of action to move away from the financial tyranny into a world of abundance.

What Michael will cover…
✦ Ancient Origins
✦ True World History
✦ The Sumerian & Gods
✦ Sound & Frequency
✦ Advanced Quantum Technology
✦ Free Energy, Sustainability
✦ A Money Free Society
✦ How we can Create a world of abundance for ALL

“Ah-Ha” Moments

Don’t you just love “Ah-Ha” moments? Those times when dots—the puzzle pieces of life—connect in your mind and you see a larger picture? I experienced such a moment last week during hypnotherapy training. After a couple of days I noticed that I kept reaching out with my right hand to touch a few classmate’s upper back. I did this with affection and appreciation for them and it was an energy release, a grounding, for me. At one point it dawned on me that my hand was connecting with their Angel Wings—Ah-Ha! This conscious awareness of my subconscious behavior was enlightening. It’s fun to observe how energy or Light moves through my body expressing emotion.

My personal relationship with Light began years ago, at age twenty-five, when Archangel Michael visited me in meditation. His spiritual presence shifted my body and my world. He continues to be present in my life and I keep meeting people who know Angel Michael because he has touched their life in a personal way.

Light moves through matter that I AM enlivening and animating my physical systems. This same Light can be prevented from moving through my body creating a hole or tear in my aura or Matrix Web. After five days of feeling buoyant, upbeat and clear I hit turbulence. What happened? Why the change? Do I look around for someone or something external to blame? My subconscious provided the answer: I had behaved and spoke in ways that were out of balance, unhealthy, and not of my highest self. As a result I experienced instant Karma! This, too, was an “Ah-Ha” moment giving me information and inspiration to stay out of toxic habits.

Holy Socks !!

In morning meditation I was reminded of my recent “sock” encounter:

My socks have been “singing” to me, catching my attention. I notice that the new pairs I purchased are thicker, brighter and feel more luxurious on my feet. I respect my socks and would never let them get holes or thread bare. Why?

In hypnotic regression years ago, I learned that one of my past lives occurred during Ireland’s Potato Famine. It was very emotional for m e to be in trance state of mind and see my gunny sack dress, dirty bare feet, mud floor and empty bowl in my hands. And it was an “Ah-Ha” moment to link the starvation in that lifetime with food binges in this one.

What are these threads that connect now to then and then to now?

It is the “pinging” of a guitar string, the strum of a harp. It is the motion of emotion on the Matrix Web holding past, present and future events. I call this the Language of the Sacred Feminine.

The field of human emotion is full of holes—like old worn socks. Holes where words were withheld. Holes where emotions were cut off. Holes where negative toxins burned through. Holes where colors faded.

How long is it okay to wear old, worn out socks? How long will it be until one invests in a new pair? It is our personal responsibility to connect the threads and heal our emotional field. It is time for new socks!

Matrix Song

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I asked for more connection with Hanuman and this awareness came through morning meditation on April 24:

The Matrix Web “pings” when I express Love strengthening the musical chords.

The Matrix Web “thuds” when ego blocks Love creating holes of separation in the sound chamber.

The Matrix Web holds past, present, future stories of one song.

The Matrix Web breathes/sings us and we breathe/sing the Matrix Web.

Breath of Life

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Beings here on Earth and in other dimensions are connected, like a jigsaw puzzle, inhaling one ocean of energy and exhaling multi waves of identity and expression. This breath work is our collective matrix. What does our matrix look like? Is it intact or does it have holes? What others do affects and moves me; what I do affects and moves others. The greatest gift one can offer oneself and others is self-healing, the purifying of one’s Breath of Life.

The matrix is alive, breathing feminine inspiration filtered through the heart, and breathing masculine information filtered through the mind. In rhythmic harmony (resonance) these two opposites breathe as one. In dissonance they create chaos.

Negative space is speaking to me, teasing me, as if playing hide-and-seek with “come-out-come-out, wherever you are!” I hear it in the reverberating hum of my drum, in between drum beats. I begin to sense it in the work I am doing to change old habits regarding food choices, multi-tasking, and moving too fast. I listen and look more closely, behind the scenes and around the corners. Is this where healing begins, in the spaces in between?


Crystal Clear Orbit


Hidden secrets, outright lies and tiny fibs lay just beneath the surface of our psyches. These underground energies lash out here, there and everywhere with a life of their own. They are far from dormant.

Imagine your own life and the lies that you have told yourself and others. Imagine the life of Mother Earth and the eons of lies she has heard and thus holds in her energy field and circling orbit.

As we humans heal ourselves through Truth telling we heal our Mother. The parts and the whole become crystal clear and Her orbital path around the Sun sparkles a new song and dance.

Cosmic Lens

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It happened last night as I shut my eyes for sleep. It has happened before: A shift at my Third Eye opens to dark cosmic space filled with white lights. I/we fly through leaving a wake in space. This lasts for a split second. The sensation is one of a lens opening at my Third Eye. It is a vibrational shift and I wonder: Can I learn to open this lens at will? Not having any training in this sort of thing I will leave the instructions to my inner guides — as usual. I have a host of cosmic/extraterrestrial friends who show up unexpectedly. Maybe they can assist in this new awakening. I welcome their support.

Third Eye

Why do I constantly tell my stories? To honor the Sacred Feminine that was a missing link in my life for the first twenty-five years. Her absence caused depression, compulsive patterns of behavior with men and food, and feeling like a zombie in this world—a lost soul. Her presence brings inspiration through dreams, visions, out-of-body experiences/astral traveling, holographic images, etc. Her language in my life is an enchanting adventure on an evolving spiral.

I am currently focused on getting to the root of my addiction to sugar. I have hit a layer of “gravity” that does not want me to change and my resistance is at a peak. Yesterday after writing about this I lied down to rest and an image came in. This image continues to hang out in thin air and as a result I am considering it to be holographic. Would that mean that the Third Eye is a holographic receptor and transmitter? What does that mean?
The image was/is a human body peeling a layer from the neck and shoulder downward. It was/is more like skin than a piece of clothing. What is this layer that is causing me to be so resistant to change? How do I continue to peel away this layer that includes an old identity, chemical imbalance, and an addictive habit?

I continue to “stay tuned.”

Staying “tuned” had instantaneous results. I was closing my computer and my eye went directly to a document called My Rapture Book. I opened it and saw a file named Addiction. Here is what I blogged in March of 2006. I include this in my book S/He Dragon ~ How I Found My Wings, Oversoul Chapter.

Who Does She Think She Is?
Who does she think she is, anyway? This Oversoul character…coming into our space and taking charge! We have been handling things quite well for many years now. Hah! She who wants to change things all around. Non-sense! Why just this morning she had us held hostage for two hours…two hours!…determining what we would all have for breakfast. She has this notion that we are a gyroscopic household and that our eating habits need to change to promote balance. I was ready to dive into cookie dough but she put the brakes on that one. Not even one bite! She suggested this “yummy” sprout salad that she would make for us. We nudged her another direction…a compromise you might say: a nutritious soup with toast and butter. She is making us corned beef and cabbage later. And that took two hours? What’s with all her stillness, introspection and contemplation…did she come from some monastary? What I want to know is, “What’s for dessert?” Does she really expect me to give up territory that I’ve held for ages? Does she really expect me to change my nature? My name, afterall, is Resistance…and I expect to live up to it! She does, however, have a way of sweet talking and getting our attention. She told me I could have treats but not in the same way as before. Hummmph! I still wanna know: Who does she think she is, anyway?

Busted !
That Oversoul ruined my day! Just when I was getting my way with the favorite gingerbread recipe and bottle of molasses she turned to me and said: “Busted!” She picked up on the sexual currents and asked the rest of her household why the prospect of eating gingerbread was creating a sensual/sexual response. They remembered that Aware Eating stuff they were learning and the body work they did with coach Robin. I got absolutely no respect…they cut me off! No gingerbread today…she said the household can have gingerbread when the compulsive behavior stops and there is a better sense of balance. Oversoul is really getting on my nerves! I put those feelings of pleasure there long, long ago to protect her household and distract them from an inner emptiness…a longing for connection. It worked and now everything is being turned upside down, inside out and outside in. Why change that pattern now? Oversoul seems to think the household should have a different sensuality and sexuality that doesn’t focus on sweet treats. Now, what on earth would that look like?

What do I learn from all this? My Sacred Masculine assists with logic putting the pieces (Her images, visions, dreams, etc.) of a puzzle together. His feedback is that a new cycle of “focus” is in play that includes the Third Eye and the physical body. My body must raise its frequency to be more aligned and sharply focused. So, am I shifting a lens and is this that “layer of gravity?”

My question is, my quest is: How do I let more Light in so that it can penetrate the deepest layers of my unconsciousness?

How do I fly higher and dive lower without hitting a wall? And…why the resistance? This dragon is learning to fly!


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I was doing a drum meditation the other morning that was very animated, alive. The thought crossed my mind that it was time to stop but my arm would not stop so I kept drumming. I thought again that it was time to stop but again my arm kept moving as if the drumming had a life of its own. In the intensity a face appeared. I had seen this face on Ancient Aliens a few nights before and had asked, “Who are you?” Now he appeared!

It looks like my question was answered. Will I be more intentional about questions from now on? It is not my right brain nature to think of, let alone ask, questions. I prefer to flow and float letting “whatever” come to me–not at all practical in this dimension. I continue to work on grounding, logical thinking and being in my body. Maybe this male deity can help me balance. I will ask him!

Hanuman is an ardent devotee of Rama. He is one of the central figures in the Hindu epic Ramayana and its various versions. As one of the Chiranjivi, he is also mentioned in several other texts, including the Mahabharata, the various Puranas and some Jain texts. Hanuman participated in Rama’s war against the demon king Ravana. Several texts also present him as an incarnation of Shiva. He is the son of Anjana and Kesari and is also described as the son of the wind-god Pawan, who according to several stories, played a role in his birth.
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