Found In Space

There used to be this programme called Lost In Space; Sci-fi I think. But this idea of the opposite- Being Found In Space, works for me as I realise that being lost in time, in the world, has a high price to be paid in out-of-sync ill-health.

I can struggle with Simply Being Present, even when the Space To Be & do so is present. I have to consciously say to myself, “you have space; take it; occupy it, its yours.”

There is also something in The World that discourages us from doing so- from even having “head space” to think for ourselves and make up our own minds about things.

There is also the trauma from my childhood where I fell into the cptsd coping habit of almost making myself invisible: taking up little and/or no space, not wanting to be seen as a nuisance. Feeling I did not deserve to be here, not being made welcomed and taken care of enough to feel and/or be otherwise.

In Real Time, when I come out of this worldly trance and survivor mode, and give myself permission To Be, To Take, I Find myself surprisingly At Home In Space.

I find my One True Self In Space. I find My Right To Be Here In Space. I can Breathe Here In Space; Be Me Here In Space. Though it’s a challenge, it is one I am happy, someplace, To Rise to, as there Is Rest In Space, Peace In Space, Unconditional Love In Space.

Damn! Nothing Really Matters In Space!! Making Space The Place To Be, especially routinely, daily. Especially when recuperating from some major physical, mental, emotional, environmental (e.g covid-19) something.

Love, please help us all to more naturally- and with greater ease, Gift ourselves The Space To Be & Breathe; to Give ourselves Permission To Land and to be truly Found In timeless, Warmly welcoming, Space.

Off to do just that for a bit.

Peace & Love,

Light 💛

…Whilst The Iron’s Hot…

A quote I got from Facebook recently said,

“Kinda feeling like the Earth just sent us all to our rooms to think about what we’ve done.”

I kinda agree…

On that score there is no one exempt at this pandemic corona virus time; the privileged cannot buy their way out; the racist can’t use the poisonous ‘we are superior” card. At this time it has been made crystal clear- the world over- that we are One People, One Earth, One Human Race; all indoors at this time, being asked to re-think our time and place on this earth and to set our priorities straight: to come again if we are to continue well-enough on this Earth Plane, on loan to us whilst we are here. It belongs to no one!

Hopefully we will listen this time, as I know that many are called, but historically thus far, few choose to listen.

Another quote says,

“It is not a question of when mankind will learn; but when mankind will act on what it already knows.”

It is time to listen; it is time act on what in our hearts, souls and minds, we know.

Before corona we had/have been living in a world increasing going backward in time, slipping into hatred, believing it is alright to spread and act out that be-devilling spirit. And additionally, for us in the UK, sooo much time was spent/wasted (a good 2 years?) fixing a problem (Brexit) that was not a problem to begin with and therefore did not need fixing. And towards the end of Brexit’s nonsense conclusion and a Christmas tarnished by a stupid general election, coronavirus had been brewing..

And here we all are, locked down in our homes, with Social Responsibility- aka Collective Responsibility & the Spirit of Co-operation- becoming the new buzz word. All of a sudden we are all expected to know how to behave more just & fair: to live all together as one. This is how life should have been to begin with; minorities been knowing, and shouting for this, for the longest!

People, it’s time to awake; its time for that new paradigm to take its place. The old world order no longer works: look where it has got us…a dis-eased earth, a broken evironment and world; to this coronavirus time with fear and terror running rampantly amok….

with sooo many corona virus related deaths; sooo many dying alone; loved ones not able to be with family and friends when they sadly draw their last breaths. Friends and loved ones not able to go say goodbye at funerals; the vulnerable, once again, being the ones most impacted. People, WE NEED TO GET THIS!!

It’s time to try something new and move away from the ill-advised materialistic view, and listen more to the kind of people Melissa Kennedy speaks of in the following quote,

“We need to encourage the quiet rebels, the ones with a cause burning deep inside. For once they find a way to let the truth out of their bones, they just may bring the whole earth to bloom.”

So, whilst a lot of things in our lives at this time have been cancelled, let’s more firmly reinstate, and Lift On High, Love & Understanding. These two remedies the planet desperately needs- way before corona virus, and will continue to be the case for us as a species going forward.

And to those of you already woke- more power to you; keep spreading The Light of Peace, Joy, Truth & love, as we’ve been called to…

To those of you currently woken-enough not to fall back- more power to you also.

And to those of you still preferring an ignorance that is no longer bliss, rude awakenings to you! and hopefully to you alone, as oftentimes the bad apple in a cart spoils it for us all..

Below is a blog I wrote in February 2018….I was recently called to go back and read it and whilst doing so was struck by its prophetic essence…even the word Lock down is mentioned in it twice…

Here is hoping this piece open more eyes, re-news more minds, soften more hearts, and awaken & authentically nourish more souls…


Posted on February 28, 2018

Human-doings, that is what we have become. Twenty-four hours we are given in a day and we action it to the hilt. Mankind is truly making progress in becoming actual machine. The glorification of busy is at full speed. We treat ourselves and drag around our body like some dead weight, as if the body won’t exact certain cause and effect revenge. We do the same to the earth.

We are the only specifies in the world that works so hard at being anything other than itself. Apples ain’t trying to be oranges; elephants, giraffes; pigs, foxes…We have allowed our minds to run amok and get stuffed with what the world says is good for us; so terribly misguided we are.

So sad for example to see beautiful young women almost doing away with their beautiful selves by drawing all over their face; plastering on masks instead: massive eye lashes, drawn on over the top eye brows, spray tans, foundation that goes on for days. Why? Because it is now fashion; because everyone else does. We are fashioning ourselves out of existence. This is not a personal attack on any body; I just think it is such a great big pity that young/women don’t know they are already uniquely pretty in and of themselves.

How does the woman with all this added effects feels about her true self when she nightly takes the mask off? My feeling is not very comfortable; not very good. I think that is a great shame, because it is the real that is the true, not the version the world puts out and demands, “This is you!” As a Course in Miracles said, “Nothing real can be threatened, nothing unreal exist…” Think on this for a minute, or two…

Maybe I find this easy to talk on and recognise because since I was a child I never wanted to follow anything or anybody. I wanted to be myself- well, once I gave up on wishing I was a long-haired blue- eyed white little girl. I wanted to set my own standard, like watch the latest film , get this or that particular gadget and/or outfit when I got round to it- not when everyone is on the hype tip.

I seem to have been born with an inbuilt aversion to following popular opinion. And if I am going to be a part of any crowd, it is the crowd of the underdog, the fringe-dwellers. Those who stand just enough on the outside of things, looking in, so as not to get lost in ‘other,’ a lack of presence and perspective that obscure the much bigger and more important picture.

I’m never with the ‘popular’ because I have done already experienced and paid a high traumatic price for not fitting in, based on looks. I have already had front seat to the ‘normal;’ to the ‘popular;’ to the ‘that’s the way of things, why change it.’ Change it because that way stinks; because that way is unfair and cannot wholesomely prosper being inhumane and unjust by its very nature. Soon the cause and effect chicken must come home to roost, and I don’t want to be in the vicinity when all hell breaks loose.

So the morale of this blog is people, just because most people do this and/or that, does not make this and that the thing to do, it just means that those people lack the required amount of individuality, consciousness and courage to go against the tide and increase real and true life. It just means most people find it hard to think for themselves and use well that warm blooded mammal brain we have been given- and some have argued supposedly makes us superior to the animals…questionable…🤔

I do not buy into that at all. At least animals are being true to who they are and living their lives as their lives has been designed to be lived. They have that on lock down; we have our true self on lock down because we are afraid to be singled out. That is why I love love love people who goes out on limbs, even if they don’t have what is considered talent; they tried; so brave! Whilst the secretly frightened, who cannot dare to find it in him or herself to truly show themselves, sit back in their “tiny-hearted safety in numbers” armchair, criticising and pointing pointless fingers at those who dares. When in the eyes of Life, those that dares, wins.

Through my own daring and going out on limbs, I have come to feel very comfortable holding my corner. I have come to feel quite at home standing alone, especially when I dare to take a stand and say what is in my heart and soul, going against the status quo. And when I am coming to the end of my time, whenever that may be, at least I would die knowing I was me, and I fulfilled who I was called here to be. That I didn’t die with that beautiful music locked inside of me; that I learned to dance to my own humane tune.

That is the Peace Of Mind I fall asleep with every night, and what with sleep, I believe, being a dress rehearsal for the coming end of transient time, I have my prioritises right and I am daily rehearsing very well- if I say so myself!

So to my mind, when nature calls, having to endure the “this too shall pass” discomforting fear of being my “uncomfortable truth” self, is a very small price to pay. And this Sweet Surrendered Peace of Mind, no amount of money, masks and fitting in will ever be able to buy- though it does try, and the powers that don’t know how To Be, daily, endeavours to milk us dry.

This way of Being is my daily bread, as mankind in his/her right mind, cannot live happily and well by material alone. And the top prize? I get to keep this Peace and have it live, rest and abide in me, even when I am challenged by the various existential life-givens that comes with the human condition.

Yes, this is the Life I every day choose to be living, remembering that I am not my life’s contents, but Life its very self!

Peace & Love,