Most of the fall leaves of magic colors have fallen from their branches leaving them bare or with just a few stray brown or yellow ones clinging ’til the end. The change of seasons is upon us and the change of humanity as well. The clock is ticking quietly and the tensions rise in the air like hairs standing on ones arms. Yes, we can feel it approaching, the smell of freedom lies thick in the foggy mist. I feel no fear in this change that is creeping forward. So many out there are speaking such fear thoughts about what the dark ones have planned for us, but I do not feel that at all. I have a certain calm that rests within that says we have already won the battle. We may not know it yet, but the level of awareness has reached its pinnacle and we have tipped over into the shift in consciousness that was required for this journey to succeed. I can feel the lightness in the air and upon my shoulders. The weight has been steadily lifting and now it leaves one feeling as if they are floating at times.
The change coming and more and more people awakening in this new wave is astonishing to see. Also remarkable is the observation that a group of people still seem to create new or reinforce their barriers. They have trouble giving in to the feminine site and the vulnerable site of an unconditional loving being.
