LOVE

Self And Other Self, Getting The Right Balance

SANANDA'S SPECIFIC STRATEGIES:
Ascension Time is NOW, Keys to Ascending,
Mastering the Ego, Allowing,  Joining with Others
to Achieve the Higher Realms

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We lovingly invite YOU to join our Sananda's Eagle family team and to work with us on our global ***Project: Eagle Triad***  We are looking forward to you emailing: janisel(at)sanandaseagles.com

Learn More about details and History of ***Project Eagle Triad***
here: http://ashtarstrinity.sanandaseagles.com/
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GROUP SPIRIT + MULTIPLYING LIGHT + CREATING BEACONS = LOVE, the TRUE CAUSE OF ASCENDING ONENESS

‘COMMUNITY’ AND ‘GROUP SPIRIT’

(channeling below)

Project: Eagle Triad of Sananda's Eagles lovingly invites
YOU to join our Eagle Family! Start Your Mission today to Ascend with the Planet! Please write to janisel@sanandaseagles.com to begin YOUR Ground Crew mission today.
http://ashtarstrinity.sanandaseagles.com/

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Like the rain here this morning, readership is steadily increasing and very welcome.  It’s interesting that as more people read this blog, I struggle with why I do it.  I love to write.  I also write to love.  I can do both more effectively if I get out of my own way.

I am my ego, and sometimes she is roaring.  It feels great to have recognition, yet that is not the point.  The point is love.  I started writing in earnest six years ago, as a method of transformation.  I discovered I had access to a deeper and wiser part of myself there.  She is a part of me that I don’t want to lose touch with.

Yet there are times when she sits in the background while I strut around, basking in self-importance.  She doesn’t say anything, but waits and watches.  Her expression is contemplative.  She knows self destruction is coming. She can wait.  This ego roar cannot sustain itself long.

When my ego roars, it’s so loud I can’t hear myself.  If you’ve ever heard the roar of a lion, you know the volume and range it commands.  For that moment it is the only sound.  You never forget it.  This ego noise is similar, yet it leaves a sort of hollow ring.  You may remember hearing it, but its meaning escapes you.

I am not here to roar, I’m here to love.  There is a ripple effect.  Eventually, everyone is breathing the same air and feeling the same love. That’s how it works.  To focus on numbers is to become enmeshed in the illusion.  We are not these bodies; they exist as a vehicle for our light.

Cornstalks border my east and west, standing guard to this row of houses.  Harvested a month ago, they are silent golden protectors, speaking only when the wind blows through.  The coyotes keep their distance, but at night you can hear them howling; they are hunting.  I am grateful for these cornstalk sentinels.

The world looks different further south, and in so many ways it is.  We spent the morning working in the front yard and left to get some lunch.  When we drove back in, I noticed we’d left the garage door open and the lawn was strewn with power tools.  You couldn’t do that in the suburbs.  Well you could, but more than likely they’d be gone when you returned.  We are in the heartland.  Down here you grow things, hunt things and help people.

The cows make strange noises at night; there is an occasional eerie wail.  With the mass of stars overhead and this combination of animal calls, it’s as if we’ve entered another dimension.

Yet I see no evidence of “Ascension Awareness” here.  Life is straightforward.  It includes work, raising kids and crops, and play; all good things.  I feel so deeply human here.  This is my race.

I can’t deny feeling a bit out of place though.  I have no internet access in this rural yard where I sit.  For two days I’ve been unable to check in on what has become an important part of my daily life; my family of light workers.  It’s been interesting.  I feel, not quite like a fish out of water, but like the Ugly Duckling; accepted completely yet just a little bit different.  We all pretend not to notice and I will move on soon enough.

World Healing Meditation + Project Eagle Triad + Ascension Lessons = NOW IS THE TIME TO ASCEND THIS PLANET!



                 
Sananda's Eagles ***lovingly*** invite you to join our Eagle family, and to start your ***Mission*** today to Ascend this planet -- as part of the beloved Ground Crew -- by participating in Project Eagle Triad. Write to janisel (at) sanandaseagles.com to begin your ASCENSION MISSION now.

                                             (World Healing Meditation Below)

YOUR MISSION:
http://ashtarstrinity.sanandaseagles.com/

YOUR ASCENSION LESSONS:
http://ashtarstrinity.sanandaseagles.com/lessons/lesson_index.html

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Trying something new with an audio version of the blog.

You can read it here:

www.sophialove.org

Or listen to it here:

http://soundcloud.com/sophialove/blog-8-9-2012-running-out-of

Or.... read it here!

I tried running once.  It didn’t go well.  The man I was with at the time thought it would be a good idea if we ran together – fitness and togetherness all rolled into one miserable moment.  He of course, was an athlete.  As I gasped and jogged, he ran circles around me, smiling loving words of encouragement.  It didn’t last a week.

As I watch the runners each morning on this quiet little lake, I wonder if each step they take is amplified this summer.  Time is speeding up.  It seems I wake up and all of a sudden it’s noon.  Is everything working this way?  Will I lose weight, increase my stamina and reach my health goals quicker now? How does it work?

Linear time is part of this illusion.  I read something yesterday saying that in other dimensions it’s more of a marker.  I have trouble wrapping my head around that concept.  So I wonder where this is going, as I feel an increased sense of urgency to “get ‘er done”.  We are literally running out of time.

One of my favorite lines from my favorite movie is when George Bailey, in “It’s a Wonderful Life”, says, “You say they should wait, and save their money.  Wait?  Wait for what?  Until their children grow old and leave them?”