Blossom’s Federation of Light sources gave a fascinating message the other day, which I’d like to look at briefly.
At one point, they said:
“The only responsibility that any One Soul has … be they residing on Earth or otherwise … is to BECOME WHO THEY ARE … IN TRUTH. By BEING so … ALL that one is hoping for … expecting … desiring … needing … simply melts away. For when BEING in the fullness of their True Reality … none of these things matter … not one.” (1)
That so fits with my experience. When I’m in the transformed space, in touch with my natural being instead of my scripted self, what we think of as our “personalities,” nothing else matters. Expecting, desiring, needing do indeed melt away.
But my saying that probably shows up like a mere factual statement for which there is, so long as we’re in our constructed selves, no evidence, no proof. In the dense vibrations of our ordinary consciousness, there’s no experience of the truth of the FoL’s words.
“We CHOOSE to speak of LOVE over and over for this is OUR PURPOSE … to assist souls in Awakening from the dream. …
“We find it interesting that ratings soar when the factors come in to play regarding the Pillars, the Ships, the Wonders, the Event … and yet, on a more regular basis when we speak over and over of LOVE … the general consensus is for the rating to drop … if we may put it that way?”
I’ve noticed that too. When I operate self-servingly, I overlook the fact that I, before my heart opening and like the people the FoL are talking about, also put down messages that talked about love. I wanted the hard news, not the soft news.
Why is that love does not sell, so to speak? When we hear news of the ships, or of abundance, or even accountability, we perk up because we feel that “now my life will get better.” But what we overlook is that the end of all our suffering is to be found in our burgeoning experience of love. That in fact is the goal of all the external events we’re following, although we don’t know it is as long as our consciousness is embedded in density.
The whole of the show that the galactics and celestials are mounting for us – Disclosure, Abundance, new technology, new healing modalities, etc. – is simply to release us from density enough that we can experience real love and then to provide the circumstances for us in which that experience of transformative love can continue and grow.
Women are said to be much more open to love than men are and, if so, it’d make sense that women should disproportionately lead in the chapter of our history that’s opening up. This is going to bruise some male egos but perhaps less so as the vibrations rise. In any case, if men don’t like it, it’s clear what they’d need to do. (And some men are.)
Several times, when I go for my coffee at my local Starbucks (the one on the block nearest me, rather than on every other block), I watch men – usually from European settings – carry on in ways which the women seem to tolerate, often with amusement, sometimes with boredom or chagrin. I have to fight myself not to go over to their table and tell the man to be quiet.
One man I watched, at the beginning of the conversation, carried on bombastically, jabbing the air with his finger, speaking in a loud voice as if he were prancing up and down in front of the two women, reached a crescendo of whatever it was he was saying (they spoke in a foreign language) and then fell silent.
The women then began to have a normal conversation, probably about the real meat of the meeting, and the man, while silent, could be seen talking to himself, probably reviewing the conversation in his mind, thinking of things he could have said, rehearsing, approving of himself, and so on.
Why do men do that? Why do two men in a conversation in which a woman is the third participant utterly ignore the woman? Why do men feel the need to establish that they’re the top dog on the block? It’s so unbecoming, so unflattering, so demeaning and unproductive.
It’s also so far from an appreciation of what’s important in life, which is just what the FoL said to Blossom. All the galactics do is to open us up to the centrality of love to the enjoyment of existence.
I grow impatient with my surroundings, even though it’s fruitless and counterproductive to do so. And yet to stop asking for a speeding-up or amplification of external events and to get that what’s important is the degree to which I surrender to love is counter to all my conditioning. I am unconditioning myself these days. I am coming out from under the impact of our so-misguided, so-mistaken conventions and norm, mostly male-dictated.
In the beginning it could be a lonely affair if it were not that love buoys me up. And when it buoys me up, as the galactics say, nothing else matters.
Suzi is away so there’s only me answering email. I think I have 50 emails waiting for me from you, many of which will require a little bit of research to answer. I won’t be able to answer folks promptly, I’m afraid. Later, all will change.
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