Last time I mentioned I’ve been having many New Earth experiences, and each time they seem to appear out of the blue, and suddenly I am carried on the new energy. It feels like a wave, and it amplifies everything, especially heart connection, unity and Love. It’s palpable, others can see it and feel it as well. It’s what’s happening now as we head full-steam ahead into the New Earth.
Early fall is mushroom season on the coast where I live, and every fall I collect a few boletes. I freeze some and share the rest. A few days ago, I found the first one of the season: a beautiful baby bolete that had just emerged from its rich underground world. I decided to give it to a friend whose daughter lives in Portland, so I dropped it off. She was headed there soon.
The next afternoon, after lunch, I was riding my bike when I saw 3 boletes under the low branches of a pine. As I stopped to look at them, in my mind I saw a man’s face. What I saw was like a photo. He was wearing a blue shirt and smiling. I didn’t know this man, but somehow I knew who he was. It was the partner of the daughter of my friend I’d given the bolete to. I heard these boletes were for him, so I left them.
About an hour later, the friend called to see if I would walk with her. She said she’d meet me on the road. As I headed out, a man drove slowly by. His energy was friendly, and I waved. When I saw my friend at the top of the slight hill, she was talking to that man. He had parked his car and gotten out. Then I realized who it was. Before he could say anything, I said, “I found 3 mushrooms for you.” He was the man in my mental photograph.
As it turns out, he’s a botanist who teaches at a university in Portland. He heard I had found a bolete the day before and had headed down unannounced to look for some. I showed him the ones I had found, and then he found several more nearby. He was thrilled. In the New Earth energy, we are connected at a soul level and I could feel that connection. He asked me how I found boletes, and I said, they love the edge of the vegetation, under a tree, with a little sun. He told me they are hard to find, and I am finding them because they are showing themselves to me. “You have the magic,” he said.
Years ago, I read something very similar in Mutant Message, a book about an American woman who goes on a walkabout in Australia with some aboriginal people. The aboriginal people asked for animals to show themselves. It was the animal’s choice. It was surprising to hear a scientist mention this same thing, calling it magic.
This man said, “There are so many questions I want to ask you.” I in turn felt I had questions for him. He said he wanted to understand the world underground, where the mushroom is in contact with the trees, the mycelial network. It’s a perfect representation of what we’re experiencing now with New Earth, the unified field, where I was shown a picture of him because he was on his way to where I was, where I was communicating with the mushrooms, with him, with my own higher aspects, with the whole shebang, that he was plugged into, that you are plugged into, that all of everything is plugged into.
It’s what John Muir, the naturalist, was talking about when he said, and this is a paraphrase, the words I was told by a scientist who first shared the quote with me. If you pull a weed, you jiggle a star. It’s our big unified field.
That’s what we’re experiencing now, that level of connection. And we’re aware of it. And it’s just the beginning of the magic we are headed into in this grand adventure that we are creating by shifting our consciousness.
Later that day I was on another bike ride. Our weather has been perfect for riding, in the low 60s. As I rode I was thinking about what a magical day it had been, and how blessed I was to have these experiences, and I rode past a bluebird perched on a sign. It was evening, and I usually don’t see them that late. But as I rode by, it flitted and flew around my head, in a dance. Then a second one joined it. Dancing, flying bluebirds! Immediately the song “Zip-a-dee-Do-Dah” popped into my mind, a song I loved as a kid. You can watch a video of it online and you’ll see the bluebirds flitting around the singer’s head. It was just like that. I remember as a kid wanting to have that happen, and it finally did. While it was taking place, it was incredible how it felt. It was euphoria, a feeling of love and happiness. The New Earth.
When this energy encompasses us, it changes everything. We are a part of it, we are animated by it, we are enlivened by the joy of it. We’re uplifted. We’re in this new timeline now, the Christed timeline, and because of all the work we’ve done to create it, this new energy is now beginning to carry us, into the magic, into the unified experiences of New Earth.
Lately, I’m getting a message that with our open hearts, we are bringing thru the full experience of Love for everyone. It’s beginning to happen, a flood of Love, and it will impact everyone. Each will have their own experience. The new time is here, the new calendar of the new age has begun. Let me know what you’re experiencing in the comments.
Amen!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am experiencing the Flood of love,
in my prayer work and occasionally through out the day.
Blessings
I’ve been feeling more tuned into life’s rhythms, or maybe it’s my own natural rhythms. Maybe they are one and the same! This morning, my husband and I were walking a wooded path, listening to the birds and watching the turtles. We were talking about our recent move and how in retrospect everything has turned out better than we ever imagined. It has been a perfect fit for us in so many ways and the Universe keeps affirming this to us in little surprises. It’s seems miraculous on the one hand, and maybe part of what you are describing as the new earth energy. Maybe it’s time to recognize the miracle in our midst.
“Maybe it’s time to recognize the miracle in our midst.” That’s exactly it, when we recognize and accept that we have created something that is so beautiful and so special and so surprising. We begin to see that we created something, and we can continue to create, even more than we dreamed was possible. Good work. I think many of us are going to be having such experiences.
My dad gave me a glass bluebird he called “the bluebird of happiness.”