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These New Energies!

At the end of 2012, the quantum field changed. The matrix began to collapse. Nothing changed in our physical world at the end of 2012, but everything changed in the quantum field. The existing matrixes that create our physical reality became a house of cards. While the old energies were on a course to implode, the new energies of compassion were also being anchored. In May of 2016, the new lightworker matrix was beginning to become stable enough that we could begin really creating new systems on earth.

None of this is linear. We are now witnessing the energetic collapse of 2012 hit the physical. Things shift in the quantum field before they shift in the physical. What looks like a horrific picture on planet earth is in fact the beginning of peace on earth. There has never been this kind of global unification for racial integration and the ending of violence on our planet. These new energies are quantum and the way we create with them is different. We are also seeing the awareness of how much we love Mother Earth go quantum.

Individually, we are each adapting to these new energies. We are finding our sea legs, so to speak. These new energies are different.

First is that we are more intuitive and manifestations happen faster than ever. Manifestations occur from synchronicity and synergy. Some of us are having a hard time keeping up with the speed of the new energy.

Second is that we are more sensitive. The old energies, that are now fighting harder than ever to survive, are more agitating to us. We have way less tolerance for anger, hatred and oppression. We are easily highly irritated by negative people and negative news.

Third is that we are confused. Yesterday I spoke with a ptsd wife. She was extremely hurt by recent actions of her husband. In the past she took the hurt, isolated herself and meditated through her pain. She said my hurt is my problem. That is old energy. I asked her what would happen if she actually expressed her hurt? No one had ever given her permission to just express her pain. She said that in expressing her hurt, she felt a vulnerability she had never felt before.

We are being called to be our authentic selves, express our vulnerability and continue with compassion. Compassion does not isolate or retaliate. Compassion just says, I am human and I am hurting. When we express in this vulnerable state, we offer a pathway for others to come into the energy of compassion. This is new. It is scary.  It is also liberating.

My love and blessings to all of you. Mary

Ascension Energy of 2012 & War

Wow!  I just returned from another retreat with war veterans.  I feel honored to be allowed into these private circles and participate in their healing.  They are my favorite people to work with.  They have been through hell and back and watching them come back into life is just a joy.  They have dropped most of the petty bullshit that life stirs up.  They are grateful for everyday to be alive.  They appreciate every meal that is fed to them and notice every sunrise.  Their souls run deep and thrive on real human connection and real compassion.  They know they are honored warriors, but they don't honor war.

Oddly enough as I return back to life with regular people, I notice that it is the regular people who seem to be struggling the most with the ascension energy of 2012.  This is the year of every illusion coming up in our face so that we may decide and choose what is real.  Most of our beliefs are random and arbitrary.  They came from something that someone else told us.  They came from our parents, our schools, our church and our society.  Most of what we believe is made up.  I am watching regular folks struggle with the state of our country, trying to prove that their religious beliefs are accurate, fighting with their spouses over who should clean the house and trying to make their businesses work.

It's not about politics, the economy, our spouse or our business.  It is about ascension which is the raising of our consciousness.  As the vibration of the planet continues to raise - we really only have two choices.  We can surrender and accept the process or we can fight it. 

What does fighting it look like?  It is blame and judgement.  It is asking another to do something differently so that we are O.K.  It is blaming God - the government - or whoever you happen to choose on any given day.  It is a constant struggle with the belief that your life is wrong and it is up to you as a personal human to fix it. 

What does surrender look like?  Surrender is the deep letting go that accepts there is probably more going on than we understand.  For years I have thought the whole war on terror was wrong.  Instead of letting it go - we went to war - and now have another generation of war veterans.  What I saw last week overwhelmed me.  I saw people coming out of the wood work, donating time, money and their very lives to helping these war vets heal.  I saw the vets healing.  This is the first time in the history of the world as I know it - that a war has resulted in a mass movement towards the healing of war.  So as I see it now, this war on terror has really turned into a mass movement towards healing war.

Surrender means being open.  It means being willing.  It means letting the other guy off of the hook and yourself too.  It means seeing the good in the world and believing that all of us are moving towards a planet with a much higher state of consciousness.  We can stop asking why.  If we believe in God - then we must wonder - why does God allow all of this to happen?  Then we end up asking ourselves - who is God - and why am I here?  What is my purpose here?  In this deep questioning of the very purpose of our life, we open.  We love. 

So the question ultimately becomes - who am I in relationship to all of these events?  In that choice - the choice of how we are going to be - we get to see our soul.  I am often asked how I handle working with so much heavy stuff.  This war would be here whether I was here or not.  It is not a burden to me to walk with a vet and listen.  It would be a burden on my soul if I made the choice to turn my back.

So we breathe - meditate - drink lots of water - take all the quiet time we need - and see the perfection of a planet's growing pains.  All is well.  Blessings.

Our Alaska Trip - Post 1 - Juneau

Hole in the Wall Glacier

As some of you recall, my friends house burned down a few months back.  She spent a couple of days in my kitchen telling me about all the things that burned up.  Her perspective was that she would never get to enjoy these lost things.  She was especially sad about her books.  After she left, I wondered what I had in my life that I was not enjoying today.  My top dream was to take all of my children on an Alaskan Cruise.  I coordinated schedules, booked the trip and my family boarded "The Oosterdam" for Alaska on August 12th. 

My daughter was worried about getting sea sick.  Our first day at sea was rough.  This is a coastal cruise so it is usually mild.  She got sick.  My son got sick.  I talked to an old time cruiser and he said this was the first time he had ever seen puke bags next to the elevators on a cruise.  Another teenager actually threw up right on the dining room table in the middle of dinner.  Our dining steward brought us sea sick pills and told my kids to take them, sleep and we would be in calm waters by morning.  Even some of the ships staff were sea sick.  Visiting around the ship, I soon found out that many of the younger people were very sea sick.  The next morning we were in calm water.  All around the Lido deck were young people eating huge plates of food.  They were pigging out on waffles, omelettes and eggs benedict.  Everyone's relief to be in calm waters created a festive spirit all around the ship.


Last summer Pete and I were on an Alaskan cruise. Our first port stop was Juneau.  Pete was so enthralled with the float planes that he stayed on the ship and watched them for hours. Several cruise ships dock in this port at the same time and there is sometimes a cruise ship anchored in the bay with tender boats running back and forth to the dock. The float planes just buzz in and out, one right after another. Pete kept saying, "this is unreal - watch these planes flying between these ships." Mesmorized, he turned his head to me and said, "someday I want to do that - be in one of those planes." Here is the link to the company that flies these planes. My husband took the seat in the cockpit next to the pilot and we flew up to Taku Lodge. It was a last minute decision to do the float plane thing and after we got back on the ship, I remembered that he wanted to know what it would be like to be in one of those planes.  We did see a few bears at the lodge.  Pete said, "I have never seen a bear before," as he secretly mocked all of the tourists who had never really seen a bear before.  Oh my!

Wings Airways - Juneau, Alaska


Back on the ship, I watched my children together who had been apart for almost a year.  Our times together now are temporary reunions as they move into adult lives and follow their dreams.  Ali's hair is black because she misses Ecuador.  There were only two kids on the ship with dreads - one of them being Lacey.  By the last day of the cruise, we were all moping about it being the end of the trip.  I laughed.  The first time I went on a cruise, I loved it so much that I decided before I got off the ship that I would do it again.  This time I decided I will do it again and again and again and again.  This trip shifted my thoughts so much because I had a dream that I was putting off and I stopped putting it off after my friend talked about the fire.  Sorry - can't help not have one spiritual message.  So what's after you do your most cherished dream, then what?  You keep dreaming and you keep adding things to your bucket list.  More posts coming on Alaska - but for now - on my bucket list - teach workshops on cruises.  - Space of Miracles - Energetic Healing - The Matrix Teachings - The Unseen Bridge Between Worlds - Retreats for PTSD families - hmmmmm.

Thank you Brenda for inspiring me to follow my dreams.  My love and Blessings to All! 

Wounded Warrior Retreat

Pete and I attended a wounded warrior retreat in July and have another coming up in September.  I was recently visiting with VA Support Coordinator who works with families of PTSD veterans.  We were the first people she had met in Montana who have actually participated in this program.  

I have been aware of the Wounded Warrior Project for a couple of years.  They asked us to attend a University of Montana Grizzly Football game 2 years ago and my husband was one of those honored on the field before the game started.  I did not get the point of it all, but it was fun to attend a football game.

This time around, when our program director spoke the vision of the Wounded Warrior Project, I got it.


Vision of the Wounded Warrior Project:
To foster the most successful, well-adjusted generation of wounded service members in our nation's history.


At the end of the retreat, we sat together.  The program director started to reflect on how well the week had gone.  He started to cry, turned his head, tried to maintain his composure and hold back his tears.  I started crying.  When the last veteran spoke, there wasn't a veteran in the room who was not teared up.  The last veteran said, "I feel human again." I don't know all of his injuries, but he is visibly missing a leg.  

I know this is a short and simple post.  I have a very simple and short message.  If you have the opportunity to get involved with this project, do it.  It is awesome.  My love and blessings to all.

Wounded Warrior Project

Glacier Park 2012

Mountain Goats in Glacier Park

Several weeks ago, Pete and I drove through Glacier Park in our mustang with the top down.  He had been wanting to drive the Going The Sun Highway in our mustang for a few years. We finally made the trip and were hoping for some fantastic photo opportunities.   I wasn't expecting to get so close to this family of mountain goats.  They sure do seem like the closet thing on earth to unicorns.  The scenery conjures up, in my imagination, the road described in a book called "The Phantom Tollbooth."

We ate wonderful food and I visited all of my old favorite sacred spots in the Flathead Valley.  The amethyst geode that I have been wanting for years came home with us.  Got my radio on - my top pulled down - - - - - Blessings from The Space of Miracles