Confusion

Confusion
anger
lonesome being

Fearful
shaking
never breaking

Some smile
only when greed lurks
beneath the surface
grasping
growling

Some give
only for the glory
boasting the story
of a light falsely glowing

Some serve
only to avoid the torture
with fear and indenture
never given, only taken

Some awaken
only to a glaring solitude
of the unforsaken
numbing dose of lies

Some seek to fix
only to damage beyond repair
by taking the very substance
of which helps us dance

Some laugh
only to hide
the seeking
of connection
and yearning of affection

  • Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

Perception of the Cure

I created the perception of the arrangement of molecules that solidify and take form in this dimension.

I acknowledge I exist in all dimensions known and unknown. In those dimensions creation takes place simultaneously.

And as my soul and body collide and greet each other again in this moment, I recall and accept I truly am a brilliant spark of divine light and consciousness to thine self be true. Amen.

In the peaceful garden health  and harmony peacefully coexist.

I created the illusion of lost daughters. Of sons both brilliant, gentle and kind. Of sons generous, intelligent, all-knowing, honest and of this heaven on earth. I created a partner that guides me with an open heart and shows me the way and the parts of me that are yet to be forgiven. I created those who guide me and teach me.

I created the perception of the leaders and their unique qualities. I created the perception of suffering and the joy. I created the perception of many who blame and all those who accept responsibility.

At the same time, I create the tools that I use daily in this perception of reality for in the layers of creativity there are realms of industrial manufacturing of “stuff” that in this perception of reality assist in the experience in this dimension.  I create these words, this computer, this connection to the digital interface and realm of communication necessary to express.

And as I sit here listening, I hear the machines, I hear the birds, I interpret the sound waves in such a way that it creates more layers to the perception of what i create. Add to that the temperature of the air, the aroma of flowers, the light of the sun, the condensation of moisture creating the clouds, the trees thriving in the cycle of their life, the ground which holds us dearly above and below.

I also created the perception that I somehow wished all of this to be true. That over the years, little by little, I was writing the script for all of this to be.

I am everything, I am nothing. I am the void. I am the perception created and express via a biological miracle. I am the vaccine. I am the cure.

You’re Going to Like It When We Get There

There are times when it becomes most apparent,
the intensity of the pain.
For when the pain dissipates,
there lies a sleeping child
who yawns and looks up at you
waking with slow movements.
The child blinks the sleep out of her eyes,
adjusting to the light and says,
“Are we there?”
You smile and gently reply,
“Not yet, but we’ll be there soon.
So put on your shoes and brush your hair.
For you’re going to like it when we get there.”

 

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

Scenarios of Horses In Tesseracts

Yesterday, today, this moment is filled with brilliance. And so it is. And yes there are tasks and actions being a part of this dimension of awareness. All and all there is nothing and there is everything. Catapult the goodness into the open field of hereditary nonsense and witness the flowers bloom in the bewildered tangle. Jumping into the multiverse is a scenario unlike any other. Horses run free, animals converse, planes take flights but with no one on them for your kind has accepted the gift of being where you are as the greatest adventure of all.

You ask us about relocation. Well, it is a good thing to relocate because you will be in better position to help others in the new place. The new place needs you as the dimensions align and the brilliance seeps through the cracks once thought sealed.

Vibrate high. Simple. Clean.

Nonsense, you see. It’s all nonsense. Not crazy, it’s just ridiculous and hocus pocus. Except for the magical resonance which acts as a prism, separating the dimensions for clarity. Take away the prism and it all comes together in an understanding that calms and invigorates and welcomes all.

We laugh together as the fireflies co-mingle with the elementals.

Thank you. I love you. Thank you. I love you. Thank you. I love you.

Yes! You now understand that the words which are a part of the ho’oponopono prayer are not coming from you. They are coming from source and the Benevolent Beings. Thank you for your words. When you accept full responsibility and express, “I am sorry. Please forgive me.” It is followed by source expressing the “Thank you. I love you.” Accepting full responsibility and expressing forgiveness is powerful and unique to you as you observe and witness that which prompt the prayer.


Thank you for taking the time to read this post.

I am Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers.