I've been enjoying this blog so much, thank you Open and community!

As I was reading this by Remy, “We're given to

surrender to what is, including those probably inadvertently propagating

fear. We're given to discern whether to go this way or that…”

And this by Vimal, “So the question I’m asking myself is how can be the cosmic self even in the

midst of mass human unconsciousness. I know it's possible. I think the way is

to live it myself and then people will see the genuine reflection.”

And this by Miha, “For me personally, there is almost no need to directly share my

perspective about Truth of what's going on, the writing on the wall has

become obvious, for everyone willing to see.”

My own deliberations resonated strongly. For me these deliberations continue to play out in very practical ways, like my experiences over the last few days when I had been feeling to paint the outside of my house which was a tired and unattractive patchy brown (all houses in the surrounding streets the same). The energy of the moment built to the inevitable buying of the paint, accompanied by a gulp of, “Will I be able to finish it?” As I began, I did a few strokes, then realised I should have taken a photo of the “before”, so I quickly got down off the ladder, took a photo and as an affirmation of my commitment, sent it to a group of reconnected ex-schoolfriends. I was aghast to fairly promptly receive back the story of one of their handyman who died falling off a ladder at their Mum’s house!! I was dumbfounded at the, “Because A happened, B will follow” mentality, not to mention their disregard for the power of suggestion (not really a great time to send me such a message!), but I also recognised their genuine fear for my safety and let it pass. Having got a little further into the job, a second story of someone else’s friend who died falling off a ladder was posted in the group. I had no idea where to go with this and was wondering what they were trying to achieve, presumably they were soliciting me to stop? By now I was so pleased with the obvious transformation in progress, there was no way I was going to stop and had arranged my plumber to drop off a bigger ladder so I could get up to the roofline. But what to reply? I felt the transient doubt the messages had induced and the initial irritation that arose, then as I explored further I started laughing, I had no other response left but to feel the ridiculousness of the situation: Me, work-in-progress up a ladder, getting stories of impending death every time I took a tea break. I decided not to get embroiled in counter arguments but simply to say, “Well I’m not stopping ‘cos I’m enjoying it and I’m gonna feel fantastic when it’s finished. Big smiley face ” Next day as I sent an update photo, the replies got more varied, “Wowowow!”, “Absolutely marvellous, great colour”, “You’ve done a brilliant job” “It looks so beautiful”.

Maybe they have had chance to process their fears? At least I didn’t let their projections squash my creative will and maybe in a very tangible way demonstrated how to believe in yourself and not get undermined by doubt; how to be willing to go against the grain and take risks that are both challenging and rewarding. The change in energy on the thread has gone from dark and scared to bright and open. It remains their choice if they get liberated or carry on with their old way of being.

What I didn’t yet share, but may do later, was that on the way to get the paint, I was swimming in an outdoor lake and saw a ladder in the clouds. While marvelling at how such a geometric shape could appear so clearly, I thought, “Funny ladder though, it’s much narrower at the top than the bottom and got a funny bit on the end”. Little did I know that when my plumber said he’d lend me a triple ladder it would turn out to be old equipment from the telecom company; which was made for going up telegraph poles. So indeed it does narrow from bottom to top (unlike a normal ladder which stays parallel all the way up, although each section decreases size), and indeed it’s got “a funny bit on the top” for sitting against a telegraph pole!

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that I too am constantly interfacing the 5D with the 3D and navigating all the humps and bumps as they show up.

Then yesterday I observed a sage bush in my garden had died so I was pruning it and feeling that the leaves were giving themselves to be burnt at the end of my house painting session as a final clearing of the old stuck and decaying energies. I realised that as I chose the paint which was from a pallet of seemingly hundreds of rainbow colours I hadn’t really noticed the name as they mixed the tint from the “code”. The vibrant blue/green of “Frosted Sage” which now swathes my house acts like a burning smudge stick for my whole area, as well as unleashing energies of unfettered expression, new growth and light.

What I love most is none of this was intentioned, it all arose from following my feelings over 5 years:

• I could make a small stone circle…
• I could build an arch…..
• I feel to clear a small circle on the ground and draw some lovely patterns in chalk, like a welcome to benevolent energies…..
• I could add some lights to my arch….
• Suddenly recognising (during Avalon Rising Summit) that I had bought lights that resembled star beings and realising I had without any intention created a Stargate in my garden!
• Then feeling the drab house colour needs brightening, what’s the cheapest and most do-able option? - Paint!

Now my modest house becomes simultaneously a place of clearing the density; a portal for the light entering and a grounding place for that light.

Living alchemically, and loving it!

Tilly