CA, our correspondent from Africa, and an active participant in building Nova Earth, wraps up 2014, from ‘letting go’, to finding her ‘New You’, to the Mother’s Tsunami of Love.
Another year has passed and a new one enfolds………wow……what a year!
A year ago last Christmas, I was in bed with a six week gastric flu. I remember it well. I rolled my frail little body out of bed on Christmas morning and put on my happy face just long enough so that my kids could open up their presents.
I then politely asked, “Now that all the prezzies are done, please could you take me to trauma centre as I think I’m about to die!!!” And off we went.
Now I look back at it, something inside of me was dying. I didn’t know it at the time but I was starting the process of letting go, allowing the landslide to happen.
This was very much a subconscious thing.
All I was aware of, was trying not vomit all over my loved ones as they excitedly opened their gifts!
As I lay in my bed, weak, tearful, tired and tattered, I prayed to God to take it all away. It’s amazing how child-like you become when faced with such illness.
I cried so hard and so much, that the tears had worn away my cheeks. You couldn’t see my duvet through a mass of snot drenched tissues – I know, right? What a visual, but I think you can envision the scene.
So what does one do when faced with such a dire desperate situation…….. well you grab your ipad and see what the Golden Age of Gaia has to say about it all.
Maybe just maybe, there is a cosmic ‘something’ that I don’t know about affecting my usually very stable equilibrium.
Wading through the mountain of tissues on my bed, I frantically searched for my buried ipad. I quickly opened the Gaia website, shuffled back into my pillows only to find that I had lost my page, and on my screen was a picture of a book called The New You, by Linda Dillon. (1)
The rest, as we say, is all old paradigm, lol!
This was the beginning of the end………… I read the first paragraph wailing, yep, I was still crying but this time, for a very different reason.
The information that was flooding into my very being was like I had been riding the spaghetti junction with a broken GPS! ‘Chasing my butt’, as we say over here.
Now there was direction, purpose and reason. The busted light bulb has finally been fixed! Harrah! We have light!
Well that was it, my eyes did not leave the pages.
True to my usual intensity, upon discovering something new, I signed up for the New You Webinar course immediately.
I was like a new vessel being launched into the open seas of expansion. Hang on, wait a moment, I think I’m better, I feel better, this is great!!
Through complete distraction of this new direction, I was healed.
I felt like I had been drowning, fearfully thrashing around trying to keep my head above water, and then that loving, strong, comforting hand comes up underneath you and lifts you to a place of safety and Love, the hand of a parent.
And it was, it was the hand of my Father……. our Father.
Then the Mother comes in and wraps the towel around you and she takes it from there. She embraces you, comforts you and loves you more. It was the embrace of my Mother…….. our Mother.
Since working with the Council of Love, I have laughed, cried and been downright sick!! So much so that The Holy Mother had to sign me off work!
Yep that’s right, my holiday form was signed and I was told to rest, only to jump back on to the roller coaster, ride through the portals of the chakras and surf on the waves of the Tsunami of Love once again.
Basically this journey is like being at the biggest Water World fun park EVER!!!
We have been given our Stranger, The Tsunami of Love, the tools to remove all false grids, St Germaine’s Violet Flame, the list goes on. So many gifts and gadgets to assist us on our journey back to the Heart of One.
The biggest life changing experience for me was working with the Tsunami of Love.
I remember the first experience of the ‘Wave.’ The aftermath.
Lying face down on the beach, hair styled back to front, mascara down my cheeks and a look of bewilderment and awe. Like that fair ground ride that scares the bejesus out of you, yet you can’t stop going on, again and again and again!! Wow what a ride man! The gift that just keeps on giving, you have no idea.
I have now since ‘tamed’ my experience. Accustomed to riding the waves with such skill that I could win any world champ surfing competition any day of the week!! I’m rather good at it!
I no longer tumble in the waves like an odd sock in a washing machine, I think that’s progression, don’t you? Lol!
My first encounter with my beach and waves was a very quiet one; just my sweet self, tootling along my shore, enjoying the sand flicking between my little toes, to now, the whole world and his wife on my beach, in the waves, on the back of the dolphins, riding them like a roller coaster, hands in the air, laughing at the top of their voices.
Even the more apprehensive souls who are nervous on the beach, not quite sure if they want to dive in, paddle or just dip their toe in. I find myself and a fellow ‘Novean’ gently grabbing a hand each.
Standing either side of them, simultaneously lifting them up and over as the waves come crashing in. Just like your mum and dad used to when you were a tiny tot.
The look on the face of the toddler, initial fear as that wave hits, then knowing and trusting that you are held from either side.
The ‘fear’ face then turns to ‘fun’ face in a millisecond! Fabulous!!
We have gone from a solitary experience to a collective experience. This indicates what happens, when one of us moves, we ALL move. Never leave your wing man, no man is to be left behind.
What a wonderful, inspiring, jaw dropping, heart opening year we have all had. And long will it continue.
Every day I thank the Company of Heaven for all of you on this journey with me, all of the beautiful people I have connected with along the way and all of the people I will connect with in the future.
Open your eyes and open your heart to realize that you are no longer alone. You are part of the biggest family and the biggest party here on Gaia.
Excited for the next year ahead, I hold out my hand and invite you to jump the waves with me……….. and ask yourself……. who’s hand are YOU holding?
Footnotes
(1) The New You, by Linda Dillon, 2013 available here
African Diary of Love, January 13, 2015
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