Thursday, July 16, 2026

DIssolving Resistances and Rigidity*

Imagine a template or a grid over your pelvis, abdomen, chest, and neck

The template may be a structure of metal, wood, glass, or any type of 

Membrane that covers up your body, placed on top of you

As you entered this world

Holding you together, closely.

Now, see how this network has protected you 

All of these years and

Thank it for its service.


A solid fortress around our hearts

A strong mesh grid surrounding our organs

Heart, liver, stomach, womb, throat

A container that holds every part of us

Our skin, our bones, muscles, each and every cell

All of it designed to keep us safe.


However the lattice, the netting has become 

Rigid, creating static or even a cushion

Between us and our world

Between us and Love.

Shielding us has been the main point after all

While it also separates us

From people, from connection, and from danger

Again, thank you for your service.


Our higher selves, or our souls
Powerful spiritual beings or energetic forces

Assist us all, always throughout time.

Can we ask these beings, these forces

These higher selves to lift off these webbings

Melting or dissolving this first line of defense

These now relentless sets of stubborn armor 

That have guarded us all of our lives and 

Maybe past lives as well?


Do we want to remove or lessen the 

Seemingly immovable and determined resistances

The brick walls so constructed for assistance?
Won’t we be frightened if totally vulnerable

Naked, open wounds and nerve endings sprouting

Out of us like antennae screaming for help?


What if, as the casing is lifted off 

A new set of membranes flows inside us

Coming up from within us or is infused inside us 

From the core of Mother Earth herself, or 

From the Cosmos or from wherever?

This fresh architecture feels more porous than 

Before so that we are more able to share

Energy between us and others

Between us and Mother Earth

Between us and all of the various and 

Many energies around us.


This new structure may be managed not so much  

By an off/on switch, only offering

Black or white

Dark or bright

But, rather more like a remote control or

Like a set of curtains or coverings

Cloud cover or smoke

That we can open up or disperse upon our request

Or we can shutter completely if we so choose.

We learn to let in some of the dark and 

Some of the bright with various cloaks

Opening up as many as we want and 

Then finally drawing the black out shades

If we want full security and safety.


In that way, we have choices

Not just being driven to be a certain way

This or that way but rather

This way and that, and some other or another way

Off and on, dimming, brightening and shading 

One day, while exposing our most intimate parts

On another day, always able to change the

Choices we make whenever we want to.


Surely we can grow or receive these new types of 

Protective clothing or veils that work 

Autonomously or automatically at times and

Can also be guided to open and close by us

If we become conscious of our abilities

Trusting ourselves and Sweet Love Intelligence

To help maneuver our hands all along the way.


Surely we are ready for this

New way of living

Aren’t we?


*inspired by Dr. David Clements: https://infinitesourcecreations.com/

Friday, July 10, 2026

Pythia, the Oracle of Delphi


Imagine the sight of a tiny old woman 

Sitting in a meager chair
Legs spread out widely

Her gray head bowed toward Mother Earth

What is she doing?

Why are her eyes closed?

What are those sounds coming out of her mouth?

Oh, my, now she is talking with me!

Imagine traveling back in time

To late BC and early AD centuries

Pythia, the Oracle of Delphi offering 

Ecstatic speech, gibberish, and prophesying

In the Temple of Apollo, Ancient Greece.


She sits on a tripod while

Vapors rise from an open rock

She inhales, then exhales, communicating

What she hears and what she sees

Enigmatic utterances and frenzied sounds

Sharing them with priests and people.


The Oracle is not specific to one person

Just a role, played by a woman

Selected for her skills and 

Divine connection to all that is.


We return back to present time

Sitting with our little elder of a woman.

Some call her a crone who

Practices sacred shamanism

Maybe even divination, magical rituals

Miraculous practices by breathing in

The divine, while staying human

Exhaling her channeled understandings and 

Wisdom to the world.


As she bows her head downward, she

Breathes deeply, she speaks softly and

Then loudly as her voice becomes powerful

Filling the room with her embodied soul speak

While those around her listen to her words

Observe her movements and animation.

These people have been starving for truth and 

Knowledge, revelations, epiphanies, and hope.


But, she is no human guru or cult leader.

Some people may view her as a witch

Frightened by her supposèd skills

Worried that she portends only evil

The darkness and blackness of creation.

They may want to destroy her

Whereas she is the most positive and 

Gleeful, loving presence I know.


After all, I know her energies intimately

Not from TikTok or Instagram

Not from Facebook or X, some

Through training by guides of all sorts.

She comes to me when I am alone and 

Wanders through me when I am still

Quiet, and breathing gently.

I ask her to reveal whatever 

She has to tell me

Whatever she finds pertinent

Even though I also ask questions.


And, she comes.

Not like a fairy tale godmother

But, quite mystically and amazingly

She comes.


My Pythia Oracle’s name is Rose and

She offers me insight and consolation

Creativity, truth, connection and so much more.

Almost as if she is an angel

Or an ancient deity among all the many 

Gods and Goddesses, spiritual guides

Mentors and Teachers

Priests and Priestesses whom

I have heard about or known.


What is important, quite selfishly, is 

That she comes to me

Not always at the exact moment  

I call upon her, but I know

She will come if I call.

She also comes when I haven’t asked

Her to come, offering her wisdom and clarity

For free whenever she wants to.


Perhaps she is a middle management sort of 

Energy being, a portal who seems highly inclined

More closely aligned to the spiritual and sacred

Non-physical world than I am.

We talk together and
I try to listen carefully which is easy

Because she communicates in a style

Perfect just for me.

I can hear, feel, and see her communications.


No, I am not psychotic and she is not an hallucination

But she seems to be my very own private and personal gift

A vibrant energy of divine bright light 

That I am getting to know

A divine mystery to behold!


Some will say she is part of my mind

And that is fine.

If we are all connected

We are all One, then yes

We are each and all as well.


You, too, can connect with an Oracle of

Your own wherever you are, and

Ask for guidance, support and

Answers to your many questions

If you will get still, be quiet and breathe gently

In a private space, asking for your own

Oracle to reveal itself to you

In whatever form or sense that you can

Best experience it.


Just wait and stay tuned into the
Vapors rising from Mother Earth and those

Showering you from galactic space, from the cosmos.

These oracles are all around us, some

Throughout our spaces and places that

We know about, and some that we haven’t

Visited yet, in some other dimensions

Perhaps in other times and frequencies.


How will you know when yours talks to you?

You’ll just know.

Savor and enjoy it and 

Know that it can happen for you

Whenever you ask.

Monday, June 22, 2026

Lady Mystifica

She moves with purpose, grace, and truth

Lady Mystifica, a name assigned to her 

With no confusion or mystery

She was born into the magnificence of energy

Swirling around her and within her 

Linking the Cosmos and the Earth

By way of the bridges between

Humans and all living beings
Connected to all matter, the biosphere

Creation and existence

All realities and Nature


Lady Mystifica is becoming

Full of remembering

Displaying enormous Grace

Throughout her entire expansiveness

Her repertoire of actions

Her true essence being not only

Generous and kind but

Wholly directed by Spirit


She dances in air, in fire, and

In waters deep and shallow

Murky and clear

She skims through the skies

Stormy or sunny, snowy or rainy

She navigates the cosmos and earth

Within the currents available to her

And to us all

She leads us to her and to her wisdom

If we are open to listening, pondering

Allowing ourselves to be mystified

For awhile


Lady Mystifica unveils the rituals

She recommends the routes

She offers herself and her skills

To all who wonder about her energies

And what she portends

She delights in our wonderings

Our wanderings, our adventures

Our risks and mistakes

Knowing and sharing herself with

A total lack of judgment or shame

She knows those not


Can you imagine?


No fear

No need to control nor to

Appear to be like a god or guru

A goddess or famous leader?


She asks only that when we breathe

Her in, inhaling her presence

We imagine her healing powers

Our own healing powers

Permitting the infusion of her

Incredibly courageous instructions 

Which are oh so very simple


Lady Mystifica only asks

That we turn inward

Be still

Release thinking 

Breathe in emptiness

The void and the black hole

For just a moment or two

Exhaling all tensions, stresses

Constrictions and contractions


While we breathe in her

Scent of ecstasy, of bliss, of

Knowing and Forgiving others

Liberating life itself and

Freeing and absolving ourselves

Both the easiest and hardest

Activity of our lives


To wrap ourselves in joy, in

Hope, compassion and love

As we agree to

Enter the Forgiving Field

Dazzling, eternal Oneness

Divine, transcendant Unity

Absolute, holy harmony

Profound and perpetual Peace