Imagine a world (and then imagine every world) where the first thing We ask a stranger is: “What do You like to play best?”

This IS what We ARE doing

This IS what We ARE doing
THIS IS WHAT WE ARE DOING (Picture found on Facebook, artist unknown)

Belief

"Whatever You believe (truly believe) will work for You ...................... is working for You."
Myrddin

"If You ever Oneder what it is that You truly believe, look at what You have in Your life"
Myrddin
(I have been saying this about Our beliefs for years AND it is becoming more real to Me every day.)

"THE UNKNOWN IS NOT IMPOSSIBLE"
Myrddin

"A belief is just a habit of thought."
Abraham-Hicks

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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Today "Remembering and feeling" 2/13/12

02/13/12

Remembering and feeling

Wizard's Log Star-date: 08:00:21 AM

Good morning. Just before I got up I dreamt and experienced being a gate keeper again to remember and re-enforce this role in My mind. I live right beside a portal and looking One way I see 3D and can watch it changing and evolving. Looking the other way I see 5D, waiting and ever expanding. When anyOne approaches this portal I Am One of the guides/escorts who accompanies “them” into whichever dimension “they” wish to explore. If someOne is experienced at traversing the portal, and remembers this “they” may not need a guide but might still desire a companion. For these being it is “their” choice whether One of Us joins “them”. The unfamiliar (whether by lack of experience or by forgetfulness) get an escort. It is mandatory but not forced. It is simply accepted.

Now I'm off to type up night school, very exciting.

I got night school typed up, like I said very exciting and a lot of fun to relive as I typed and remembered more. I'm going to let it sit a bit before I post it.

During the night I real-eyesed that I need to re-title suggestion #2 and redo the beginning. It reeks of old thinking and teaching. I continue to see how much of the great teaching that is coming out, preparing Us and aiding Us as We evolve still clings to bits and pieces of the old. We cling to the old and familiar like the drowning cling to the anchor.

I just remembered how I have long felt that there is a portal nearby and/or on My property. (I know that is being possessive but it is the easiest way I can think to describe it) I have also felt that I Am a portal either as part of or in addition to this portal on the property near My living villa. This goes back to before I ever dreamed of being a gate keeper.

I Am getting the sense/feeling/vision of how My life is evolving. A sense of becoming free of need. A feeling of living as love, as an immortal as a multidimensional bean. Being a gatekeeper, living in this living villa beside a portal between realities and dimensions is part of it. My writing ties to that also. My writing is One way that I take people across/through the boundary. It is One way I walk by “their” side. Dream-walking is another way. I experienced this a lot last night also. Dreaming is timeless.

What is changing? My experience of Me.

I did a little writing, a lot of reading and listened to a couple of web-casts. I had to lay down but didn't really go to sleep. I can't quite describe what it was like. It was like My mind was racing only it wasn't My mind. I was getting input at an incredible rate and intensity.

I got up and did a little more writing and tried to catch another web-cast but couldn't keep the connection. So, I read more. Did some processing and looking within.

I think I Am doing the empathic thing and feeling the energy and angst of others right now. It is not anything bad, just stuff coming to the surface as life tends to bring but I know it is not All Mine except in that everything is Mine.

Sometimes even I fall back into the old ways of thinking and doing. Trying to conform to what I never wanted to conform to. It seems to be a human trait. Then We get angry and rebel and sometimes even accuse Our others of making Us conform. Funny beans We are.

Off to dream early today.

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