For days I have been hearing these loud sounds that I cannot source. They very much seem external. These are unusual sounds like of something being excavated. Then they stopped yesterday afternoon.

Before I went to bed, on a whim, I listened to sound healer par excellence, Tom Kenyon. On his website, he generously offers downloads to different sound experiences from him ( frequently involving his work with the Hathors). I have been an appreciator of Tom's huge contribution to healing and consciousness evolution for decades.

The download I listened to before bed was so moving and  fulfilling on levels I don't know how to describe..It was Tom singing shamanically.

After the music was completed, I just stayed with the very clear inner feeling of something slowly rotatiing in a counter clockwise direction. Then I went to bed.

I don't know when the last time I slept for 11 hours was. I can barely stay asleep for 7 hours, much less 11! But that is what I did last night. I had a prolongued and powerful dream which I will give you the highlights of because I equate this dream to this window of opportunity in front of us Dec.21,22,23.

In the dream, there is this phenomenon in the sky, like a very large, constantly changing configuration of the most magnificent colors. This configuration expands, then contracts, then shoots way up high, then contracts, then goes even higher. A man is speaking. He says this has only happened two other times in human history.

I walk away from him and look at the configuration from another angle. Now I can see a structure about a mile offeshore over the ocean. It reminds me ot the structure in the movie CONTACT with Jodie Foster, only this structure has these metal arm like things that move around. Clearly, this structure is creating these configurations in the sky. In the dream I make the connection that what I have been hearing in my 'waking' life was the sounds of this structure being created.

Next scene, all these people are in boats approaching this structure totally intrigued and drawn to it. The structure then malfunctions and billows out dark smoke which the wind blows away and dissipates. As I see this, I am aware this creation we are witnessing is a works- in- progress.

Next scene, a man comes out in front of a crowd of people and says one person can go on board this structure and asks for a volunteer. I happen to be at the front of the group and along with others run towards the man. He seems to know me from somewhere and says my name letting me know I am chosen. I am thrilled. And I wake up.

I have my own thoughts about this dream but I share it because I think it was a dream about what is going on now on a large scale so is for all of us. The state I was in from Tom Kenyon's beautiful sounds and the fact that I slept so long so I could have this dream lets me know it has relevance for more than just me. Thank you for reading, and I would love to know anyone else's feelings (more than thoughts) about the dream.

Something is in the air. Can you feel it? It is a quality and an essence. I give up trying to describe it and my guess is that everyone senses it in a unique fashion. For me, it is like an awareness of Presence. I think the Presence has always been here, but I have not always been able to sense it to this degree. Some veils have been pulled back. The door has been thrown open. The silence is deafening, except, I swear I can actually here the vibration of silence (which I understand makes no sense).

My own thoughts give me goose bumps. I don't even know where the thoughts are coming from, and in a way, it feels erroneous to call them "my" thoughts. They are thoughts that come to me from elsewhere. It is like angels are omnipresent.

I dreamed last night about the ocean falling deeply into the earth. I was watching and was not scared in the least. I was spellbound. More dreams followed of seeing structures collapsing (one was a huge crane that fell into the sea). Again, I was not afraid but spellbound. Somehow I knew there was nothing to fear. When I awoke, I was hearing a long drawn out series of those "door slams" I have been hearing in the night for two years now. (See on my website "nighttime phenomena".). They were like a drum roll. I felt upon waking as I do now.  . .   .filled with joy. About what, I do not know specifically.

I share this to encourage you to share. We are all antennae and we receive different parts of the information that is communicating with us. It is as if we all wake up with a different crop circle in our backyard. Again, I would love to hear from you. Comment away, for the good of us all.

Poof! Gone! Just like that!

Two days before my kayak Buttercup disappeared (on the recent Fall Equinox), I was sitting in her for the umpteenth time, coming home at sunset after kayaking with dolphins as I do most every evening at this time, and this thing happened. I looked at the dock under which I keep Buttercup, and saw it was empty and felt my heart lurch. I momentarily felt the adrenalin surge of loss until I realized the space was empty because I was sitting in my kayak! I have been joined at the hip with this kayak for 10 years and that being  spooked  by my own brain malfunction has never happened before.

Two days later, I go to kayak at sunset, and there is no kayak. She is gone gone gone. I have kept her in the same space for all this time. There is virtually no crime on this island. I have not the least doubt that I had a premonition two days prior about this imminent absence. (In picture she is on top of dock that she used to live under).

Here's my thought. I heard inside myself "This is not what it looks like. Relax." Well, I did relax. Really relaxed. I missed my companion because of the amazing experiences I had had in her over a ten year period but it occurred to me that love doesn't end, and I love her with all my heart still and time is an illusion and she is somewhere having an adventure and . . . I was told that this is not what it looks like so I can afford to just wait for the bigger story to present itself to me, whenever that happens.
 
I do have another kayak just like her but something told me not to pull it out yet. One of the results of my losing Buttercup is that I have started meeting up with dolphins in the water in whole new ways by swimming rather than  kayaking. It is harder because with a kayak I can cover a lot of ground, but, the dolphins seem to be wanting to hang out with 'the human' more than ever before. I just kind of go mindless and swim under water a lot and when I do these things, and don't go lusting after them, the dolphins come to me and include me while they are just going about their business. I just love being in their general area, leaving them alone, but feeling the results of their presence intensely. They look me in the eye as if to say, "yeah, you're ok with us" and then, they just keep on doing what they do. Feeling their sonar (and hearing it underwater) and spending so many hours in the water causes whole new levels of awareness to come into my sphere. I will be sharing much more about that in other blogs. Lifechanging stuff.

If Buttercup had not disappeared, I would not have discovered this new swimming connection. I was too content with my old routine. That's life, isn't it?

One last noticing . . .right next to where I would keep Buttercup, there has been an explosion of bright yellow butterflies. They are everywhere. They are like pieces of Buttercup that have taken flight. And for all I know, that is exactly what they are!