Finding Zen, Protesting, and Closing Gates

Finding Zen.

Right after I finished Friday’s blog, I knew I needed to release energies and emotions that had become too heavy to carry. So, I started my afternoon ritual.

As I was settling in, some negative energies popped up. My higher self paused the negative thoughts. I was reminded to soften – body, mind, heart, soul. I found calm.

When it felt right, I practiced releasing. I released the heavy, dense energies that were ready to be released. I affirmed the intention to move through this phase of my awakening process. Then I received a message.

It was a message that I had received only once before, “Zen”. It had been delivered a few days ago when I was moving through the breakdown energies. It was clearly a message. One that I had no understanding of the meaning. I asked for clarity and then forgot about it.

When I heard it again, I asked for clarity again. The response was a gift that I didn’t ask for. “Look it up. Google it #&*#” My own dense, sweary inner dialogue shocked me into action.

Higher Self gave the inner team a lecture about how that’s not the inner dialogue that we want for our lives. That’s not how we would talk to anyone else and that’s not how we want to be talked to. It was gentle and loving and fiercely feminine. 

I googled “Zen”. Google / Oxford Dictionary: Noun “a Japanese school of Mahayana Buddhism emphasizing the value of meditation and intuition. Adjective “peaceful and calm”.

Okay, that resonates. But that wasn’t the message because I had received no intuitive confirmation. I went inward and asked, “What is this word telling me?”

Suddenly a big twiggle of intuitive confirmation almost pushed me over. My right thumb and forefinger began moving in small circles. The soul realm was visiting. And before I could acknowledge the soul realm, my body arched with huge energies.

The energy subsided, but for the next hour or so I received more downloads. After a while I received another message.

I heard, “healed”. Not perceiving exactly what it meant, I expressed gratitude in various ways. “I am grateful for healing. I am grateful to heal. I am grateful to be healed.” There was no intuitive confirmation. I let go and let it flow.

One more day was spent recovering from the breakdown. It was peaceful and calm. Perhaps that was the “zen” message. I had found my way back to calm through my spiritual practices and all was going to be well.

Protesting.

On Saturday, I went to the Hands Off! protest in Denver. I was ready to get out and use my voice. Ready to yell and chant and be with like-minded people. The blessings of the moment began before I got to the capital.

One of my favorite things about protests is the signs that people create and bring. They speak about people’s priorities and the things they care about most. Lately, I haven’t had the bandwidth to make signs, but I wished to have one.

When I got to the bus stop to go to the protest, most people were going to work or somewhere else. But there were a few people with signs for the protest. I admired their signs and told them so.

And then, like a blessing, one of them gifted me a sign. I arrived at the protest with a sign in hand.

It was a large protest. The largest one since the first women’s march in January 2017. It was full of love and sacred rage. I met people and had interesting conversations. I posted some images on my Facebook page if you’re interested.

Hours later, on the way home, I felt at peace. Spending time with like-minded individuals and sharing our sacred rage, fighting for our country, fighting for our rights, was uplifting. By the time I got home, I felt healed. Healed on a soul level.

I realized later in the evening that the song about magic had stopped. My soul had been carrying our magic for us while I spent time recovering from the recent late stage awakening release.

The song no longer repeating meant that I had healed, and that I was able to carry my own magic. The cycle was complete. I had healed.

Closing Gates.

Saturday night, after the protest, I received a lot of synchronicities. Big changes and big energies were on their way. After a few downloads and a visit from the soul realm, things really got interesting.

While in a channel of energy, I heard gates again. The gates slammed shut with four loud clanking thud sounds. I knew instantly that the gates were closing.

A message confirmed. Four gateways to the past era had permanently closed. The old era was ending. Or had ended.

I learned Sunday morning that Venus and Mercury are going direct after having been retrograded. As I look back at the past couple of weeks, I can see how the retrograde energy moved through my life.

The review of old traumas. The review of my blog and writing work. It all lead to growth and new inspiration. From it came new projects that can now be implemented.

Add the closing gates with Venus and Mercury going direct this week, and it feels like new beginnings are just around the corner. I am grateful and ready to receive the blessings of the new era.

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I’m grateful you’re here. I love you.

Be well, beautiful soul,

Nikki