Grandmother’s Message for the Galactic Hawk Moon

Sometimes, just being fully in a human body can be terrifying.  As though the quality of consciousness beyond the body cannot fit in that vehicle or vessel. As though there is a great spiritual crying out to RETURN HOME!


These are times of much post traumatic shock emergences, awakenings to what we in two legged forms have chosen!  And many are projecting the nightmares of horror during these awakenings upon others as though others are to blame.  The complaints go all the way to SOURCE, the Universal Core, to what we call GOD!  Why me, GOD?


Does this sound familiar?


Tremors arise, sweating emanates, fear frozen during long generations of female suppression and seduction, of women suffering under the guise of safety in marriages or within religious encampments, or infants crucified through harsh hospital births with mothers anesthetized…. Please add to this list so that you can begin to realize what blocks your life force, what keeps you stuck rather than in the flow of life!


Each symptom or signal is a pathway that is opportunity to resolve the original decision in our timelines, when WE decided to view self others and life itself in a certain way.  These CORE beliefs are frozen within the core of being, in the central channel.  Accessible through transformational breathwork, through kundalini yoga, through profoundly grounded and sacred ceremonies, they can thaw and release the images that keep our spirits caught in pasts !


Each encounter with what is now arising and alive is opportunity for miracles and each moment can be perceived as miracle.  Since they are the natural order of the day, humanity is at the threshold of claiming its destiny.  At making the quantum leap into another state of consciousness or quality of being and viewing life through a unique lens: that of self mastery learning lessons by studying one’s own path, offering teachings from these insights as a correct view of life’s purpose.


GMA is now sitting overlooking the Sechelt inlet, where fresh waters blend with salt waters.  The levels of salt and fresh differ depending on where one sits and sips.  The levels of our awareness shifts depending upon where within the body, we sit and communicate from.  Everything shifts according to deep tides and movements within the emotional bodies or water realms.  All is changeable.


Dr Maseru Emoto and his priceless HADO Project proved with electronic microscopes the impact on waters created by a group of intentionally dedicated humans.  Murky toxic waters became clarified and signatured by a collective projection called LOVE.  Would you be willing to research these signatured water molecules; Messages from Water, and accept that you are a living loving experiment here on earth?  See for yourself what happens when you intend the waters you drink be blessed with pure love, abundance, prosperity, truth, faith, wellness, health or more.  Feel what unfolds within your organic dimension 80% liquid when you touch yourself with emerald healing hands intentionally offering love as the antidote to what else has occurred within the form.


As the Course In Miracles offers us, we are still as God created us; and our names and God’s are ONE!  May we steep our teas in waters blessed with universal truths.
What is unforgivable, truly unforgivable?  We must answer that from the deepest part of our souls and experience the mirroring of our answer in our relationships.  What is keeping us from with holding our love?  Again, only we can decide what that core fear, frozen, or fighting, or fleeing, does to our initiatives, to our relationships, to our health, to our wealth.  Our names are ONE with all of these cocreative experiences as we center as ONE within the core of our Medicine Wheel.


Long ago, once in an upon away time, I was being hosted by a REIKI 2 student in Playa del Carmen.  It was a private small ceramically tiled suite with a shower!  Blessed waters.  Our Waldorf inspired community school was hosting a Geshe from Mongod Monastery in Southern India.  This was his first time away from the Himalayas and from his refuge in India.  Translator and entourage of monks, Geshela presented a fierce demeanor with a heart of great compassion as he offered empowerments and teachings.


The night before that first empowerment, laying naked beneath a pale yellow sheet, ceiling fan moving hot Yucatan air, the sphere in which I usually dwell parted and merged with another sphere.  My consciousness awareness entered into the body of a Tibetan nun.  My spirit sister was imprisoned, lying still on a hard board, cell cement floored, no ceiling fan.


I experienced trepidation that was familiar, a sense of calm abode and yet sensing , something was about to happen that was a shock to the systems. A Chinese uniformed soldier entered the cellular space, removing his belt and revealing a readiness to take something away from the HER that was ONE with my being.  SHE stopped breathing for a moment, for moments and I heard within my SKULL of ONENESS, Do not give him pleasure. We see you. Om mane padme hung . 

The mantra repeated itself hundreds of times and echoed within the organic vessel called body bathing cells glands systems with waters transformed by the intention of this profound mantra.


SHE and I as ONE remained in the body.  Underclothes removed, penetration begun, the oneminded focus was on OM MANE PADME HUNG.  No pleasure was given .  No pleasure was received.  The man’s fierceness brutally penetrated her calm abiding.  YET she was held. I was held. OM MANE PADME HUNG.


Angered that his intention was not met, he removed himself, clothing his parts, belt back on and done up, and left HER I as ONE in the consciousness of OM  MANE PADME HUNG.  I felt her in some way, die.  And my consciousness returned to my body, naked beneath a pale yellow sheet, ceiling fan as my only witness.  Shocked, my body tremored upon return from such hunger and taking away from my being as ONE SHE.  It took me hours to rest and to release the tensions in my heart mind body soul.
In the dawning of another hot Yucatan day, I rose, preparing for the Geshela’s empowerment, wondering: Was this a test?  Did I pass?  What was this initiation truly about?  And would I arrive at the school’s second floor space on time?


Trotting down stairs, out the wooden gate, moving swiftly and realizing I needed to breathe, I crossed the meridian of the 4 lane road, entering into the neighbourhood of the school.  I was being carried by the vibrations of OM MANE PADME HUNG.  Entering the wooden gate, climbing brick stairs, I entered into a vast sacred space, 40 folks plus children to my right, the ancient wisdom of the Geshela straight ahead, his translator to his right standing and seeing my appearance.  The altar table and reliquary upon the white table cloth to my left, I stood on the edge of the floor suddenly knowing something but not quite what.


Geshela offered in Tibetan to the translator: Tell her she is the teacher and to sit in front of the altar.


I obeyed humbly, egoically slightly shocked and yet intrinsically knowing truth, sitting, the empowerment began.


Minutes passed with the rumbling of Geshela’s teachings, the entourages repetition of mantras, the rising and falling away of our community members to receive the blessings of katas.  Lastly, I arose, carrying a San Salvadorian silk scarf which I blessed with my kisses, and placed around Geshela’s neck.  A rainbow scarf from women to men. 

Calmed, stilled, no more astonishment, my inner dimensions were organically blessed my sight was clear and my awareness of who received what empowerment amongst our spirit family was sharpened by the presence of the lamas.


My beloveds, it could be perceived that this initiation was cruel and harsh and one could choose to berate the Chinese.  Yet my experience was that through this Rite of Passage, once over this threshold, the GODDESS of compassion of Tibet merged with the GODDESS of compassion of China and became ONE VAST field of compassion into which all of us entered together as ONE.


In my lifetime, I have received many Rites of Passages, may initiations, many tests all yielding a harvest of more and more awareness of love compassion truthfulness honesty joy calm abiding peace for all of our relations.


Yes, prostitution and sex trade women are abused. Yes, we have forgotten to bless our mothers’ sacrifices.  Yes, we have enthroned men rather than acknowledging ourselves as source of men.  Yes, we have succumbed to temptations and YES we have given pleasure to keep ourselves safe and taken care of: economic and sexual exchanges.


AND have we forgiven, just for today.  Have we loved ourselves through our generational lineages of decisions?  Just for today, have we finally said: this too has passed and this too is over?


For this Galactic Hawk Moon , let us agree collectively to offer mantra affirmations powerful words to the waters of our own mind-bodies, to the waters quenching our thirst, to the waters surrounding us on earth.  Let us remember the integrity of our intention and its influence on that which is an aspect of our souls and our destiny is to accept radically that this is OUR TIME TO BLEND with LOVE in the ONENESS!

For all of our relations May this find you at peace Ometeotyl