Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Every Day Connection With Special Guest Jacob Israel...

The Scriptures meets Law of Attraction...
I bet you are expecting a grand fight right? WRONG WRONG WRONG...
This is the one show you DO NOT want to miss. We brought on my favourite Bible Guru – sure sure you all know by now how much I try not to use the word but in all honestly this man just rocks with his straight forward message of getting back into self. The best part of what he does and why I adore his work so much is that he uses Scripture to back up his explanations of the interconnectedness of all. WE ARE ALL ONE... that’s right, we keep shouting it and we know you might be getting sick of hearing it but sorry too bad it simply is a message that we feel needs to get out. We imagine that given that much of the work we do of late is centered around the Law of Attraction that you may think that bringing a man on the show who has an in depth understanding of the Bible might stir up a bit of trouble. Far from it, as the discussion flows and begins to expand there is a deeper understanding brought out through our connection to each other and in the end it all comes back to the one truth that we can all agree on. Let’s get back to the heart of the matter which is the heart – ditch the division and the titles and all the stuff that we use to justify our tendency towards separation and simply accept that we are all human, we all have a great capacity within us to love and we all need each other because my darlings we ARE each other...
So Hit the magic green play button and buckle up for another adventure into oneness and unity.




To find out more about Jacob Israel you can visit him at his blog site Jacob's Ladder

I promise you will not be bored; insightful, thought provoking and honest...

As always my love to you all until we meet again...
Jean Victoria Norloch

Monday, June 27, 2011

Coffee With Source and Stacey...

Stacey was our first guest on coffee with source and what great fun was had. As usual we were outspoken and true to us which also as usual we would recommend that you also do. Be true to you, and follow whatever your passion may be; that is the Coffee With Source way. The way we figure it, it does not much matter what you are into as long as you are into it for the fun of doing it and the enjoyment of it, then by all means carry on. We do try not to judge although being human we do tend to get up into the face of others we might view as acting a bit silly. Still if we did not allow ourselves the time to talk about these things openly we would get all bottled up and who knows how long it would take before the top blew off. If you would like to learn more about Stacey and her work you can check her out at the following link...

Radiant Sources

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Coffee With Source ... The Conspiracy Conspiracy

If you are trying to help others, to change things for the better, to wake people up and help them to see the truth and the light – If you are fighting the man in power to help others be free, if you are healing the sick and working hard to stop the suffering of others you might want to consider listening to this one. Our advice – be aware of how you perceive your world and how that perception affects the world in which you live... guaranteed to make you think...
As usual hit the magic green play button and join us in yet another rant about why...

Friday, June 24, 2011

I’ll Be Damned – The Road to Hell Really IS Paved With Good Intentions

I’ll Be Damned – The Road to Hell Really IS Paved With Good Intentions
Albert Einstein once said that the most important decision you ever make is whether or not you live in a hostile universe or a friendly universe...
Which given his reputation for genius might lead one to want to examine the power of their thoughts and the choices they make with regards to how they perceive the world in which they live. An interesting thought arose today and now I am left re-evaluating a much overused and what I believe to now have been an extremely misunderstood old saying.
We are here to discover and explore and to for the most part enjoy the adventures that we have. Part of the journey, it would seem, is to become consciously aware of one’s capacity to create their own reality. It is spoken of often of late, this hidden power that humans have; a power I might add that we for whatever reason decided to hide from ourselves. Perhaps it is for the sake of the joy of rediscovering it and rejoicing in this new thing we have learned. Regardless of our reasons for denying ourselves our own Godliness for so long we are now on the verge of truly stepping into our own as co-creative light beings with a direct line to the Creator within whom all wisdom can be found. Great – this ought to be an overwhelmingly fun game to play yet for all that we are wandering around the planet trying out our new power by altering our own personal lives we have forgotten perhaps one extremely important aspect of all of this... If we can say with certainty that we create our own reality can we also at the same time say ‘I created this, I created that but that over there – I simply can’t have created it so it must be because of that guy...’
Sorry kids, as much I as I would love to play that 'pass the buck game' it just isn’t in me to do it anymore. If you can say to yourself that you have proven that your reality is a direct result of your thoughts and feelings then your WHOLE reality is a result of your thoughts and feelings. Poverty, oppression, tyranny, war... I could go on but I think you get the picture. Harsh though it may seem it is something that ought to be looked at. An idea that needs be considered, that when you say all you wish to do in this life is to help others, you are in fact creating a reality in which there are plenty of others out there who need your help... Sucks doesn’t it.
I try to find the humour these days in these odd insights into our world and the universal laws that we all have agreed to live by and although I realize it might take time to adjust and you may be wondering how on Earth you might solve the problems you foresee as arising from this particular revelation I have to be honest and tell you that I just don’t see it as a problem. Once you get over the shock you might be looking for ways to alter your thinking – great – go to it, but please don’t be coming to me asking how; my friends I am still figuring that part out and I really believe that at this point it is up to all of us to fix our stuff and stop telling others how to fix theirs or even dare I say that theirs ought to be fixed. I will say it helps to be aware of these things so that you can make a conscious choice on what kind of world you live in. That being said I am not writing today with any other intention than to share with you my own personal light bulb moment – what you do with it is entirely up to you because after yesterday when I realized “Holy Shit – they road to hell really IS paved with good intention” I am a little more cautious about what my own intentions are...
Love to you all
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com
www.feenxrising.com

Coffee With Source... Where's the Beef

If absolutely feel you must hate on me for this one please feel free to do so – but I do ask that you please listen to the whole thing... Rick and I made a promise to each other when we decided to do this podcast; to be true to ourselves and honour all our own personal fears, some are from the past some are from the present and you never know when listening to these shows which one will come up. I make no apologies for the emotions I have felt in the past, for emotions I may feel in the future and certainly not for the emotions I feel in the now. That being said I do feel that many of our own struggles to understand these fears and insecurities may help to bring them to the surface for others so they may be examined and dealt with as needed – it is my view that we are all in this together and hiding ourselves from each other does not help to further our bond as a unified body of light beings. So whether you hate me for this or not I will not hide from you who I have been, where I have been, or what I have felt because that would be the complete opposite of me standing on MY TRUTH – and that is something I refuse to compromise for you or anybody else. I love you all – many of you have been my light and my life for almost three years and regardless of how this particular recording makes you feel about me my love and appreciation for you will never fade...
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.com
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com

hit the green play button and hate away :)

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

EVERYDAY CONNECTION

Wow ... What a wonderful exciting show about the importance of standing on your truth and following your passion. Taking the mystery right out of it and bringing back that everyday valuable connection with Source. We had a surprise guest and rejoiced in her sharing as she exploded into her own right in front of our eyes ... SO MUCH FUN!!!! If you missed the show you can hit that magic green play button and celebrate with us the joy of discovering that you don’t have to stop doing what you do to be who you be – you just gots to be....



See you next Tuesday – much love
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com
www.feenxrising.com

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Coffee With Source Fathers Day Special

We'll let it speak for itself ...


A Voice In The Dead Woods

Jacob Israel - my favorite ranter and dispeller of myths surrounding religion did a fantastic Blog Talk show today called FATHERS DAY FREE FOR ALL...

He has been for me an inspiration due to his total lack of regard for the flack he may or may not get as a result of his extremely passionate message; his courage has been an example and has helped me at times to find the courage I have needed to further my own work. He is also one of the authors who we featured in our first blooking project - THE BLOOK and was kind enough to invite me on todays show to talk about the project. If you are interested in checking out the show hit that magic play button and buckle yourself up for an entertaining ride because time spent with Jacob is time worth spending and you are guaranteed to not be bored...

Listen to internet radio with Voice In Dead Woods on Blog Talk Radio

Father's Day Tribute...

Father’s Day?
A whole year it has been since I wrote on this topic and my first question has to be why... Why has it taken me an entire year to rejoice in the value and worth of those men in my life who have been a loving, supportive influence? Why has it taken me a year to get back around to saying thank you to them by way of my pen to those precious male peoples who have helped to keep me on my feet over the last year of life challenges?
Could it be that I have forgotten about all that they have done for me? Is it that they are not always in my thoughts? Not likely, since not only are they in my thoughts but most of them are also still a very active presence in my life; sharing my joys and offering the shoulder I need during times of sorrow. Perhaps much of it has to do with this idea that there has been a special day set aside to celebrate their gift of life to me; perhaps it is that I am so used to not worrying about it until Father’s Day roles around that I forget to say thank-you the rest of the year. Naw, that’s not it either because my life as it is now entails a great deal of gratitude and passing onto others my appreciation for the love they have shown me. Maybe it is that I just figure nobody is going to read a tribute to Dad’s at any other time of the year? Except all men appreciate any appreciation given at any time and I think the ladies out there who have been blessed enough to share their time and space with truly good men would agree that there really is no inappropriate time to say thank you to these men.
So why?
All these reason combined might make a very good explanation of it, or something else perhaps that one might wish to take into consideration. I have written about them many times over the last year, in fact they (these incredible men in my life who lift me up and inspire me to be a better person) make up an equal 50% of those incredible people I write about all the time – the only difference is I do not refer to those writings as a tribute to Dad’s. Yet they are, very much so, in that many of the men in my life who have always been there to assist and to guide are fathers, not just to me in the respect that they are protective loving energies on which I can rely, but in the respect that they too have their own children to whom they also share their love and guidance with.
Yet today is the day when we are to jump on board the society train and take the time to reflect on and show appreciation for these actions that are done out of love throughout the year. Ok – I guess I will play along for the moment, yet I have to point out that I would much prefer to encourage people to offer up random acts of thank-you all year long. In fact I would bet that for the most part people do, they just do not recognize it as such and there for it is not celebrated as much as the gift giving that will take place today. Silly? Maybe a little, still I think it is a good thing to have a day to be grateful for something, to have a day to rejoice and celebrate something as precious as our fathers as long as we do not use this day as an excuse to neglect them the rest of the year as surely they have not neglected us.
There was a time when perhaps one could view this much celebrated day as merely a commercial holiday set up by our genius business minded peeps in order to make a whole lot of cash. Old world thinking that, and if we want to complain and gripe about the power that media has to convince us of things then we could in fact write a while ‘nother blog. Today however is not the day to go there, today is the day to make a choice as to whether or not we will allow our perceptions of this particular holiday to shift. Our world as it is, with its ever shifting need to get back to the simple basics of life allows us to explore our own inner desire to also shift how we show appreciation into a much more simple display of love. People just don’t buy the things they used to buy on this day, they have changed that need to spend money into a day where they have chosen to stop their own life for a moment outside of the family and simply spend time with the man who spent so much time raising them.
You know, when I really think about it, it is not that we ‘need’ this day anymore to be grateful for what our Dad’s have done for us, it is that we have chosen to continue to celebrate this day in our own unique way with a more clear understanding of what it represents. So on that note – I say Happy Father’s Day gentlemen... goodness knows if we chose to continue to celebrate this day then it is because you chose to be the incredible men we are offering up this celebration for.

Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com
www.feenxrising.com

Coffee With Source ...

We would like to invite you to join us in our new adventure into Truth... We must give prior warning however - this is an in-your-face, blunt represntation of thoughts and feelings of two people who are working on that whole trying to understand how it all works thing. No holds barred - we will not always be nice and we are so not going to say sorry... We do love you all and you may listen or not - appreciate or not - we are going to continue playing with or without your approval...

Introducing Coffee With Source
Ever wonder why? we ask ourselves that very question all the time... welcome to coffee with source - a candid conversation about the wisdom of source as seen through the eyes of physical - our plan - keep making fun of and laughing about the old stale vibration until it simply vibrates off the planet...

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Random Encounters of The Artistic Kind...

Random Encounters of The Artistic Kind...
Nothing soothes the soul quite like a walk down the beach and a quiet moment of contemplation listening to the melodic rhythms of the water caressing the shore. And I imagine that someday that may be how a day at the beach will be for me but for now, living where I live, it is doubtful that a mid-afternoon hike down to a busy, rocky shoreline will have many soothing, quiet or peaceful moments. Rather it offers up an opportunity to explore what the rest of the world is up to, a glimpse into the lives of those who have also found their way down to the water.
Flowing long hair, bright blue eyes and a gentle nature he walks around the sand barefoot in search of perfect balance. A true artist, with a unique talent that challenges the viewers understanding of gravity, with what appears to be an in-depth knowledge of shape and form you might find yourself literally sitting on the ‘edge’ of your seat while watching him perform his amazing feats. Until, that is, you take the time to talk to him and he tells you that skill simply comes from years of practice, trial and error and an extreme amount of patience. He adds of course that it helps to swear as little as possible and that rather than force the stone to do what he wishes, he spends much of his time pleading with them to stay where he puts them. His name is Sean and he balances rocks; you can find him down by the Toronto beach boardwalk scooting around the sand on his butt, with a large stone in hand, head cocked to the side looking for the perfect place to set it down. Fun to watch, even more pleasant to talk to, he has a very passive approach to what he does in his spare time. He says some people call it art but he never really looked at it that way, it is just something he enjoys doing and it is pleasing to others; they come down and see what he has created and they smile. Reason enough I guess for him to keep placing stone upon stone yet I wonder how it is he does not see the magic quality in such a simple answer; perhaps he does, I imagine I will ask him next time I see him.
His companion, a mild mannered, lovable canine lies quietly watching, not too close so as to interfere but close enough to keep an eye on her best friend. I remarked to him that she was very well behaved and he said “no, she is just a good dog because I love her”. Again a simple answer, but it is an answer that holds within it much wisdom.
When I first stumbled upon him I watched from a distance while my daughter shot photos but it was much too difficult to resist going to talk to him to find out why...
So we talked, about what I do, about what he does, about how he got started and about why he has not yet stopped and I learned something more about the inner workings of the human heart. While we sat there talking a young girl joined us, people walked by asking permission to take pictures, and another young woman approached asking if her son may give him a rock the boy had found... We spoke to the young girl, smiled at the young boys’ generosity and in the end I left with much appreciation for the fact that a short walk on the beach had brought to me a new friend, a kindred spirit who like me follows his passion and creates as his heart tells him to create. The young girl mentioned that the rocks eventually fall down and he explained gently that it was ok, it was not in him to need them to stay there for once they had been placed the moment was over and beauty once created and remembered would last forever even if the object itself did not. A deep understanding of the ‘now’ moment of creation, perfectly demonstrated by the simple act of piling stone. A lesson perhaps the young girl might not understand today, but it is a lesson that will no doubt follow her through life, tucked in the back of her mind, waiting for the right moment for her to remember just how important the now moment is.
Though he might not view it this way (I intend to ask him that as well) I think a simple act like following his heart and going down to hang out at the beach might be enough to bring a bunch of strangers together who without his presence may never meet much less interact and it is with that thought in mind that I leave you with this...
For as much as we may not view the random strange callings of our heart to create things that others might not understand, it is in the act of creation itself that we offer up to the world a very precious gift, an opportunity for them share with us our now moment. For in this world that is constantly rushing by how magical and precious is the opportunity to, just for this moment, appreciate the simplicity of being still and being present in our now.

Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.com
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com

(please note all the pictures were taken by Madison Leach)






Friday, June 10, 2011

Close Encounter? Hardly – their origins are nowhere near to ‘close’...

Close Encounter? Hardly – their origins are nowhere near to ‘close’...
From the ongoing saga of FEENX and her strange encounters of a surreal kind I offer up a story that will never make it into the books... (Or will it?) – If you have not read the books then you may have some catching up to do 

Have you ever had a conversation with a Light Being? I mean a full out – I have a million questions to ask and expect to get some answers kind of conversation... Let me tell you, straight up, the answers you get are sometimes not the kind of answers you want to hear.
For our friend Feenx, it had been an ongoing slew of questions that spanned a time line of about two years when ‘they’ finally decided to pop up unexpectedly and offer up some not so easy answers...
Of course as usual their timing sucked as she was in the process of a very long – very hot drive back to her home town. It was a beautiful day, tonnes of sun, great music on the radio and she no desire whatsoever to be interrupted from her inner reflections; unfortunately when ‘they’ have something to say it does not do to argue.
It began with them asking a simple question... “Are you ready now to find out where you come from?”
Exasperation would have to be the word to describe her response, “Really guys, I have been asking you for years and you decide now is a good time? Little busy here, as you can see I am driving, I would prefer to concentrate on the road at the moment. Can we do this later?”
“No,” came the soft reply, “we are here now, we will do this now; you should know better, you don’t need to concentrate to drive, just let your body and mind do what they do and let your spirit talk to us.”
“Fine”, she sighed, “It’s not like you are going to go away is it? Ok, I’ll play... What is it you want me to know?”
“You’ve been asking where you are from, “they prompted, “so we thought to answer that first, then we imagine the answer will lead to many more questions. We have come to answer what we can, with the understanding that we will only tell you as much as we feel at the moment you are ready to accept”
“Ok, so we start with where I’m from,” she played along, “where was I born?”
“Earth,” they giggled, you have to do better than that...be specific.”
“Ok,” she sighed again, knowing them to be often times playful in their responses and in the habit of dragging things out. “Where am I from originally?”
“The same place as we are from...” they giggled again finding their dance around the issue somewhat entertaining”
“Really?” she replied patiently, “Then where are you from?”
“Alpha Centauri...”
The answer was quick, direct and hardly left her a moment to think...
“Seems a tad far to travel, what are you doing here?”
“We’re not there,” they replied, “you are there, we are here; we merely open a channel so we can communicate with you. We however, have no need to actually ‘come’ there...”
“Ok, so what am I doing here? I mean if I am from there and you stayed there how is it that I ended up here?” This ought to be interesting she thought...
“You chose to go there; rather we would tell you that when ‘we’ chose to go there the first time you and many of your kind opted to stay...”
“Well now, wait a minute,” she queried, “what do you mean my kind? Are you also not my kind, if I am from there?”
“Well yes...” they paused, “and no, you and some of what you would call kindred spirits are explorers. It is in your nature to wander and question... Others however opted to go home, either from lack of interest, or due to a shift in interest into another star system or dimension they simply decided to go somewhere else. You however chose to stay...”
“Ok, I can understand that, I am rather partial to the planet and the process of the evolution of life here yet then I am left wondering...,” hmmm, she thought, where to begin...
“Begin with the first question...” they interrupted...
“Ok, why did ‘we’ decide to come here the first time?” she was curious even though she felt she already knew...
“You know that already... but for the sake of the body and mind you share we will go there if you wish... We came for several reasons, we wished first to explore the world here, and it is very similar to our own planet so we felt rather at home here in our early days of venturing far from home... It was more comfortable, less likely for us to get homesick... This was long before the days when we could just telepathically place our energies in any place we wished, we were still relying on technology during those times and it was a long journey even with our space jumping capabilities. We were still dealing with the issues of equating space travelled with time lost. Something thankfully we have gotten over... You know the time and place as well so don’t ask...”
“Lemuria... she nodded to herself, “Yes of course, I remember...I was born there...” Hmmm, she thought didn’t they just say... “you said I was from where you are from...”
“Yes, you are... but your first physical birth was actually on planet Earth although you are of our race of beings, you were born into physical being on the same planet on which you now live. It was choice you made, you were a spirit who lived among us in our world, you were able to shift from physical to energetic state but had never experienced an actual physical birth. You chose to be born here. Do you also remember what it was like there?” they inquired...
“Yes, peaceful... quiet... music... I recall there being a lot of music and food... Why am I thinking of food?”
“We loved food, the flavour and colour of it actually, we experimented much with the natural foods on Earth, it was game to us, a creative way to pass the time”, they explained, “and yes of course, there was always music, not however like the music you know today...”
“No,” she mused “it was much more melodious, natural to the ear, almost a part of the environment... and it was every where... even outside, when there was nobody around to play it... odd that...”
“Well of course, because it was natural and nobody was playing, it was vibration... we had tapped into to the ebb and flow of the energies of the planet, we existed in sync with them... And the rest...”
“Lydia, I was called Lydia, it stood for... “
“It does not matter what it stood for then,” they interjected”, what it matters is what the name represents now...”
“Love Your Desire, It’s Allowed... Live Your Desire, It’s Allowed”... she laughed, “Really guys that seems so...”
“Earth, 21st centuryish... Yes we know...” They laughed with her, “that is the point, the time and place you have chosen to manifest in matters....”
“Ah yes, back to ‘the in this moment’ lesson... Ok, I know, I am here now, I get that, I have been living it... still I have many questions...” she trailed off...
“As we said, we know, that’s why we came...” they paused again as if in thought or listening to something, she got the strangest vision of them cocking their ears towards a sound straining to hear it..., then they finished with...”and because you still do not believe your own inner voice, it would seem for the moment that you would rather listen to ours; so we come to confirm for you what you already know...but then, you know that as well...”
“Yes” she admittedly sheepishly, “there are often times when I feel I ‘know’ the answer yet, the knowing, it scares me...”
“And you would wish to understand where the fear comes from yes?” they prompted her...
“Yes”, she agreed, “if it is that I ought to know these things, why is it so difficult for me to believe, it’s like I remember some of this knowledge from long ago yet...”
“Your memories seem blurry, not vivid or sharp; not real like the world in which you live, a world you can see and touch.” They paused again, “Have you considered why that is; have you thought much of late about your perceptions of reality and what it means to your current life.”
“Yes of course, I already have enough trouble fitting in; so many people think my perceptions to be strange, even dangerous...”
“Really, so many?” they interrupted yet again, “think on what you just said, and reflect on who you have chosen to surround yourself with and the discussions you have daily with your new chosen family; are you really that alone?”
“Alone, with you guys around; not likely” She laughed, “but you are right, I have been blessed recently to be plunged into a world of others like me who see the world in all its multi faceted techni-colour glory, I guess it’s just that I seem to be hung up on the connection of who I was and who I am and the journey that seems to have been laid before my feet long before I could walk”
“Yes”, they agreed, “a journey begun long ago; a journey that must now be completed. Hush now, we know you wish to know so listen to us; it is a story which needs be told, a story you must learn to accept as truth. We first came here millions of years ago, when we were still in the beginning stages of our development. We came as a race of beings, very similar to humans genetically, yet further developed with regards to connection to spirit and oneness with one another. We had learned much through trial and error and our own home planet had long ago done away with war. We were here on a whim, a planet much like our own yet new held much interest to us and so we came and lived here for thousands of years continuing our own development as a race here on Earth. Yet as we grew we also began to recognize the growth of the planet herself and the evolution that was to come; we foresaw the development of humans as it is only natural for nature overtime to choose a part of it to allow to evolve into sentient beings. This has ever been the process of creation, that a world created be allowed to evolve naturally on its own and its spirit to explore independently the power of physical manifestation. Our time here was coming to an end, and our journey home was inevitable yet we were not concerned by this time with how and when we would arrive as we had managed ourselves to expand our knowledge beyond the physical limits of time and space. Some of you opted to stay and live out your physical years here knowing that upon your return to your natural energetic state the choice would be yours whether to remain or to further your exploration of life elsewhere. You Lydia remained, it was, you told us at the time, your chosen path and so it was that you and others of our kind were allowed to stay behind. There were however rules that you had set for yourselves ahead of time, stipulations that must be abided by if you were to live among humans. From that life forward it was expected that you would return as a human, and that upon your return to earth, for each new life lived here you would not remember who you were. You must learn to function as a fully physical being, in its infancy and unaware of its ever present connection, unaware if you would of your ‘God hood’. This would allow you all to collect knowledge first hand of the process of evolution, a process we ourselves had gone through yet had long lost the understanding of. Your world was now Earth and although when you were as Lydia your next life would be vastly different from life as you now knew it, it was a challenging task that you undertook, though we expected nothing less than total success, we realized that it would be ages before we were able to assist you in any way. Only when you came back to us in between lifetimes were we able to share your experiences with you, and there were long stretches of time where to you it seemed you were without family. We watched of course, always close by but unable to interfere even to guide; we could do nothing for you but have faith that your people would survive and in time come to know us as we have always known you.”
They paused and she was unable to take this opportunity to speak, it was it seemed too much yet Feenx remembered the messages she had already received and struggled to understand; it would seem that these beings she had always considered to be older brothers and sister were in fact her long lost family yet if that were true then... “I am not really human...”
“You are, spirit manifested into a human body, which is as all humans are, yet you are among those who have manifested physically as another race prior to your experiences here so no your origins are not human yet you, as you are now, are more purely human than you have ever been. You see there is much magic in being human, though they would not recognize it, their ability to be seemingly disconnected for so long and still manage to survive, evolve and even dare we say flourish denotes an inner strength and purpose that we had not previously understood; humans as they are and have always been are the ultimate survival race, against all odds they managed to evolve from a space of total connection with source to a place of complete disconnection to return to path that will lead them back to complete connection. Yet in them is something unique, as it is that they are it would appear going to becoming completely and utterly connected and integrated with source while maintaining a physically manifested form. This is something that is as far as we know that has never been done. For as much as we are able to travel through space and time, there are still realms into which we cannot go, dare not go, as our vibrational wavelength is no match for those places and it would either destroy the world into which we wished to enter or destroy us upon entry. So you see, even we as evolved as we are have our limits. We can project our thoughts, our ideas and our being into these places, but to manifest there physically would spell disaster. Humans on the other hands seem to developing into a physical being that may be able to go anywhere, at any time. Still there are many challenges ahead for humans as a race and only time as you know it now will tell, yet we foresee an interesting outcome...”
“Ok, “she spoke slowly,” so the 24million year’s old thing....”
“Was accurate, that is approximately your age, although we stopped celebrating your birthday long ago... you will forgive us we hope for not keeping track, after the first couple millennia it seems a mute point...” She got the impression that they were teasing her and could only sit there for a moment agreeing silently that yes she would imagine that after a couple million years a simple thing like a birthday might seem inconsequential...
“Projecting our thoughts is how we communicate, but this you already know, the histories however you do not. Not as you are now... We did have concerns, that a sentient race in its infancy might stumble upon our civilization and would therefore be inadvertently affected, and their natural evolution altered. You see we knew that evidence of our race must be destroyed long before humans ever evolved to the stage where they could be affected by any technologies left behind so upon our departure we got rid of any trace of our time spent here, then laid false trails for humans in the later stages of their development to find. We allowed them to discover the possibility of ancient beings, and through their own understanding they developed the many legends and myths that surrounded our first visit here to Earth. Lemuria and Atlantis, though having existed, did not exist as many believe them to have and the stories of their fall into darkness and the devastating consequences that went along with the fall were based on human understanding. The truth of who we were is yet to have been either discovered or revealed...”
“But why?” she demanded, “Why would our people, as advanced as they were, allow these lies to perpetuate? What good has it done for the truth not to be told?”
“It was our understanding that humans were simply not ready, for them to develop on their own meant that they must not have prior knowledge of what it meant to be a creator, of what it meant to have infinite knowledge and power. As for the stories, they become legends then myths only through the telling of ancient tales passed on to each new generation. It made sense to the humans for many generations that an advanced culture might destroy itself as the result of greed and ambition; a story designed as a warning to others... It assisted in their development and understanding of the inner workings of their own s societies and prevented them from developing too quickly. We accept that this may not make sense to you now, yet think for a minute on the implications of a newly born race of beings knowing that they had no limits to their potential and that their actions would never be judged. They would be completely responsible for their own salvation or damnation long before they had any true insight into the burdens of that responsibility. Without the idea that they were being watched, without rules to guide them, without fear of destruction what would have been the outcome??”
“So you did interfere”, she accused them, “You set them on a path and allowed them to walk it, hell, you even pointed the way...”
“No, it was their own perceptions that lead them to their current state, it was their own development of their understanding of their world; this was all their doing. Had we come and told them the truth, had we offered a glimpse into their possible future too soon, then that would have been interference. We did not, we allowed things to play out over time often amused at their various stages of development and the somewhat confusing way that they interacted with each other and their world; we learnt perhaps as much watching them grow as they did in the process of growing”
“To what end?” she demanded again, “For you to allow so much death and destruction so that you might further your own understanding of evolution?”
“No, no....” they spoke gently, “They would have done regardless of whether or not we were watching, and their path was already laid before them long ago by a force much greater than us. They come from the spirit of the very earth herself, also a physical manifestation of the co-creator sprit of the one who fathered us all... She is the other half so to speak, His mate and without the two of them together none of us would exist... but that is not important. What is important is that you understand their path was laid before them long ago, as we would remind you, was yours...”
“What path? You speak of universal creation yet you speak in terms of a human journey...” she sighed, “it is confusing...”
“For you sister they are intertwined as they have always been. Each physical being is an extension of source, some going so far back as to be hardly traceable in terms of human understanding. Long before you came here as one of us, and millions of years before you opted to take on this human journey you were something more...”
“Sure like 24 million year old alien is not enough? Are you kidding me...? Really? What the hell could possibly be more than? Oh no no no... Hold up...” She barked a sharp laugh almost to the point of hysteria, “you can’t seriously expect me to believe...”
“Believe or not”, they sounded overly patient, a tone reserved for speaking to a stubborn child throwing a tantrum, “We are not here to convince you of anything, that is not our job. “
“Well then” she shouted, “what is your job!!!” “You come here and dump all of this on me, and then you imply that I’m... no screw that I am not going there... What ... what do you want?”
“Only that you understand that for now none of that matters... We came to answer the questions you have been asking; no more, no less. Who you were then, is not a question you are ready to ask therefore we will not venture forth with an answer. Who you are now however is an entirely different matter”
She wondered how she could be freaking out so badly while they remained so calm, she noticed their voices had never risen; softened at times perhaps but never become sharp or impatient.
“We do not become impatient,” they explained, “we have no need as we are not limited by time there is nothing really for us to be impatient about...”
She put her head back a little and rested it on the seat only briefly tuning her mind back to the fact that she was still driving, yet as fast as the realization came it was gone again and the physical experience for the moment seemed a distant concern. “Ok”, she took a deep breath, “you speak of a journey, a path... you are referring I can only assume to a human destiny... yet you make reference to something much greater than humanity. Please tell me, where are you headed with this?”
“Your people,” they began, “have come to a crossroads, and the time has passed for them to make a choice. Thanks to you and others of your kind they have set themselves on a path to self discovery and the danger for destruction will not come again yet they are still very much in the early stages of this their later development. Many of those who have come before have left clues for them, you yourself have left them with several legends birthed from your previous manifestations here that they may feel the need to fall back on and explore a deeper meaning of. They are changing; as a result of their desire to evolve the very core of who they are is shifting to higher state of consciousness. It only stands to reason that their physically manifested beings also shift. You have heard of the changing DNA structure of humanity and you understand the need for a more crystalline make up in order to allow for an increase in energetic flow. You have also discovered the creation of hybrids, a mixed race of human and alien DNA brought to Earth to enhance this evolution...”
“And so you admit, yet again. You interfered”... she shook her head... “You know for all powerful light beings you certainly are good at telling untruths”
“No... Again we did not interfere”, they paused as if considering their words, “It is part of the natural evolution of their race that they become what they are becoming, and we discovered it when testing their DNA...”
“Oh, so kidnapping humans and doing tests is not considered inference?”
“Not when they have no memory and their physical and emotional being is not damaged or altered; now hush, there is much more to this and you at least are still affected by time... almost every time you have chosen to manifest in physical form you have chosen a body that is naturally created out of the union of a human man and woman...”
“Hold on...” she interrupted again, “What do you mean almost...”
“Oh, well there have been times when it was necessity to the survival of your race to introduce an advanced human into the world, but that is of no consequence for what we need to share with you now...”
“Oh really?”, she forced the issue, “You don’t interfere but you mix DNA, you experiment on humans and you are now telling me that you create advanced life forms and introduce them into the population? And this is of no consequence?” Are you crazy?”
“We do what is needed at the time, now enough of this please...” Their tone still remained the same yet she sensed that if she did not quiet down they may stop speaking. “Yes exactly that”, they agreed, “We will simply leave and come back when you are better prepared to hear this.”
“Well” she concluded, “I am never going to be ‘ready’ to hear this so you might as well continue”
“Thank-you... Now as we were saying... There have been a select few manifestations of source energy that were directly born into a prepared body that was embedded as an embryo into a living human woman; of course there have also been those who have just kinda shown up but we are not here to discuss them either. For the most part however you have all managed quite well with being born into regular human bodies, with no special powers or skills other than what the human body can already do. For centuries this has worked wonderfully as your strength of spirit has always overcome any physical challenges that you may encounter. Yet in recent years it has become ever more acceptable for humans to poison their own bodies with chemicals introduced into their foods, their water and in fact into the very air that they breathe. The planet we know will recover, the human body however may not do so well unless it finds a way to adapt. So far you have all done nicely yet we had some concern that these habits you have of putting things into your body that actually stop your natural regenerative process rather than enhance it may interfere with your next stage of development. Therefore we introduced a couple thousand years ago a few different families of hybrids, for which the bloodline and the gene pool has been passed down generation to generation so that during this great shift in consciousness there would be those of you who had within you a more natural ability to connect to and conduct universal energies. The parents of these blood lines were again manifested spirits dating back millions of years who came into being as genetically engineered and implanted embryos. You of course are a child of that bloodline which is why it is so easy for you to communicate with us...”
“And so...,” she could not believe it had taken this long... “We come back to that...”
“Yes, of course, the bloodline that you yourself stumbled upon through your studies, the bloodline that is still argued over today as to whether or not it exists and the bloodline that until recently has been grossly misunderstood by those who would seek it out and destroy it, very same bloodline that some have been sworn to protect at all costs... Yes of course it would come back to that, but then you knew that as well; what you did not understand perhaps is what it meant and why you chose to manifest into the body of one of your own descendents.”
“Well that twist things just a bit doesn’t it, my own descendents...” she looked up to the heavens mumbling to herself...”I thought we were not going there...”
“We are not; again it does not matter...”
“If it did not matter then why all the clues? Why the trail of information, the random encounters, the messages and the warnings? Why the symbolism, the crest, the pendent? Why, if the histories do not matter and do not have any impact on this time why would I bother to lay all that out before coming?” As much as she was trying to remain calm, this was just simply too much, with all she had been shown and all she had found, she could not deny what they were telling her - yet to accept...
“Yes, to accept... that is why... All of what you have set out before you in this life, all of the clues that you laid before your own feet before coming here were so that when the time came you would come to accept; as it is, unless you accept you will not have the inner strength and the power to do what is it you came here to do. The power is your birth right but you must take it, accept it and become one with it; if you continue to choose to deny who you are then you will remain as you are now and live a long happy life among the humans you have so come to love yet the inner light that you are will never get the opportunity to truly shine and in time you will feel trapped by this life. You know already what happens when you try to play by their rules, to live as they live, to be as they are... You know what will happen to you if you deny this... The choice however remains yours... Again we tell you we are not here to force this on you, we are only here to answer the questions you have asked and to reassure that you are not alone...”
“Oh for goodness sake” she moaned, “I am well aware I am not alone...”
“Yet you still find this topic”, they paused again, “uncomfortable”
“Hell yes, of course I do, my inner me is screaming at me to accept all that you have said yet your occasional implication is that I am here on some kind of mission... you are equating my many lives in the past with some pretty serious life altering events, and there is the smallest hint to some kind of superior being buried deep down inside me that simply does not compute with my knowledge of the human being and their own potential for greatness...” she growled,” so no, I am sorry if I am being difficult but I simply do not accept the ‘saviour’ scenario you seem to be laying at my feet for me to pick up...”
“Throughout the history of humans there have always been heroes have there not?”...
“Yes, of course there have, but” she added, “not this time, this time they were meant to save themselves....”
“Ahhhh...perfect... You see, you do remember....Yes, they are and they will or rather they have. The choice has been made, the human race as it is will survive and evolve into a race far beyond any we have previously encountered and in as much as there is a long wait ahead to see where this all will lead we have also come to the understanding that evolution is expediential and therefore the more they advance the more quickly they will advance. Still, there are a few things that need be done and you and others like you have come to make sure they are – tasks if you will, that once completed will restore the balance and allow for a smooth transition into the next level of understanding.”
“Wait... what tasks?” she queried confused... “I do not know of any tasks...”
“You will know when it is time for you to know... Until then just simply be and continue to follow the path you have laid before you. We do not expect any grand gestures or miraculous events at this time, that is not and never has been what you have come here to do. We do however expect the story be told and that humans as they are to come to appreciate their value and their worth not just here on earth but on a universal level”
“Their value and worth universally?”, now there’s a stretch she thought, “How is it you expect them to accept the impact they as a race will have on the universe when they can barely understand the impact they have on each other? You ask too much...”
“And this from one who loves them more than she ever loved her own race....”
“Now that is not true...”, she said defensively, then the realization hit her, as much as she had often longed for home she had memory of the choice being given many times and each and every time she had chosen to remain...”
“So, you see, why it has been allowed for you to stay... your love for them overshadows your love even for the place from which you come, for your own kind... You and others like you have nothing but care and compassion for this place; you are connected to it and as such will have the most powerful impact on the lives you touch. Your passion for life as a human is your power here in human form, it is what defines you and makes you different from all the other non-humans who reside here...”
“Other non-humans?” They just had to keep throwing crap like that at her, “What other non-humans?”
“The one you live with for example... Oh come now, you think we do not know who he is? An Earth elemental yes? A protector of the Mother... His kind. They are not so fond or your precious humans, they see too much destruction to trust that the process of evolution will overcome the human’s natural tendency to war with themselves and the planet. You and your kind however see past the now, you are creators; you work in terms of potentials and probabilities... You do not see limits therefore you fully expect humans to ‘get it’ and change their ways. You and your kind have overcome fear and doubt though many of you are also deeply connected to the planet as some of you are direct descendents spiritually of her, some even manifestations of the Mother spirit itself. You and your kind were able to rise above what was seen and venture into the unseen by way of feel; gently you have guided them out of a time of darkness and into a time of light, you have won... You should be very proud of what you have accomplished, what your humans have accomplished. “
“Please stop calling them ‘my humans’”, she groaned, “It just sounds wrong...”
“As you wish, but they are you know, in as much as you have been with them from the beginning... No matter, we sense it makes you uncomfortable and again it does not pertain to the matter at hand...”
“Good, Great...” She sniffed, “now do you think we can actually get to the matter at hand? Why am I here”...
“Because you chose to be here...”
“Good, Great...”she sniffed again, “What is it exactly I am meant to do here?”
“Live...”
“That’s a pretty broad statement you know”...
“Our answer remains the same; you are here to live...”
“I know I may regret this but the only logical question I can come up with after that is why?”
There was a stillness and complete and utter silence... Then...
“It is only in the living of a life in total acceptance of connection to source, in the living of a life knowing your past, your present and your future, in the living a life in balance with who you were and are, it is only in living a life in completeness as an integrated blended being that the example may be set for others to do the same...”
With that they were gone and she came crashing back into herself, slamming as it were into her current reality. She was still driving down the same road, tunes still cranked on a gloriously sunny day. Nothing had changed, except perhaps a few minutes had passed since she had last looked at the clock. She wondered if she would ever get used to their strange way of coming and going; she wondered if she would ever get used to living in a duality, knowing what she did and living among those who for the most part did not. As she came back to herself she realized that life as it was would not be any different even with so many answers offered and so many more questions now in her head. She could not alter the future; all she could do was deal with the now and at the moment that meant getting home and going about the task of being a mom. Though she realized that somehow she had miraculously not gone off the road she wondered if she would get over this feeling of being hit by a semi before she had to pick up her daughter and get on with her day.


*Note for those who have not read my novels – Feenx is a wandering spirit who has jumped into life with both feet, confused at first by the things she was learning through her various interactions with the random strangers she encounters as well as her new found relationship with Source (the Creator – God – whatever you wish to call it) she continued on her chosen path of self discovery. Not always willing to admit, much less to pass on what she had learned, it became more and more of a challenge to balance her normal everyday life with her life as a spiritually integrated being. Both novels are a glimpse into the journey that one takes into self and both novels, though written as fiction, contain a great deal of truth within them... *
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com
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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Everyday Connection...

Yes - that's what it's all about - that feeling of joy and gratitude that bubbles up within you when you realize that your spirit - the core of who you are is with you always... At everyday connection we plan to take the illusions and the mystery out of who you are deep at the core of the being and explore old, tired tested and true as well as new and adventurous ways to bring the light that you know you are into your everyday life...

Come join Rick O'Shields and I as we meander verbally through life experiences... Life is meant to be fun...so come play with us a while and perhaps we can all teach each other some new games...

See you there xoxo Jean V. N. (just click the little green play button) :)

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Tears of Appreciation...

Tears of Appreciation...
Often in this crazy world in which we live, along the path we have chosen to walk, we face self imposed challenges. At times it feels as if we are overwhelmed and overrun with emotion, yet through our understanding we reach a place of peace; knowing that all is as it should be and all happenings happen as they are meant to happen, we cannot help but balance ourselves out in the end and regain our sense of calm.
We often talk of the value of contrast, the value of opposition to light, the need to appreciate what it means to stand in a place of perfection by comparing that perfection to what might be perceived as an imperfect experience. We often speak of the fact that all things are in fact perfect and it is only our perception of it and our ability to accept the adventure that goes along with the journey that we are able to learn from and grow from those moments where we lose sight temporarily of that perfection. We even talk of the value of the emotion that goes along with that loss of sight, the need at times to release our pain and sorrow in a manner that flushes out the blockages that we, at times, put into our lives. Yet it is not often that another form of flushing is spoken of and it is that rush of intense emotions I wish to touch on to today as it has so recently touched me.
It builds, like a rising tide of feeling...
From deep within, a bubbling up of energetic forces that seem to take over the senses making you feel as if you may burst if they are not released.
It rushes over you, a powerful wave, crushing any resistance and disabling your ability to think; it demands that your body respond to it, forcing a reaction and in the end there is an inevitable explosion...
For some it comes in the form of maniacal laughter, for others a scream, but for those who would allow the most powerful of emotions to invade their hearts, there is simply no denying that a cleansing stream of purifying water is a sure fire way to flush any kind of resistance completely out of your system...
When life has offered you an endless supply of ways for you to further explore who you truly are deep inside, when all paths you happen to stumble upon lead to greatness and all manner of goodness comes into your life...
When every single person you share your space with brings you light and joy and the very air you breathe seems to be filled with electricity, sending shock waves of pleasure through you and into the very core of your being...
When all that you have hoped and pray for seems to be materializing right before your very eyes, with hardly a moment to blink between miracles...
You may find as I have that it simply feels right to take a moment, bow your head and allow the tears of appreciation to flow...
I AM GREATFUL!!!
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.blogspot.com