The new energies are pouring in. How do I know this? My mind is very quiet, gliding like an ultra light over Sedona. Looking at red rocks.

On the creeks, little burbles of water enchant the ear while sky is for the eye.

Eagle says to me, “Sister, your arrival is heralded by my presence. I am in my aerie and you are welcome to soar from here to here by my side.

I say to Eagle, “I dreamt of two eagles soaring over a canyon river many years ago. They flew straight through to the other side. A female Indian guide said, “Shhh….don’t tell anyone.” But now I can share this vision.

Your husband flew through first and now you are nearing the end of the illusion. Take heart as you take flight.

I feel honored to fly with Eagle for he knows my name and why I am here.

His feathers enfold me.

We need you on this earth; however, we don’t need your persona. Your soul’s work is set before you each morning. Your hands distribute our work to whoever is open to it. Just let the flow of your fingers carry the message into waiting hearts.

You will be receiving more and more energy as you allow us to use your words to shape the emotions of those who read into a more healing energy. That is your gift. Although you have walked through the fire twice and stayed there for many years, you are as fresh as a daisy now. But we would tell you this. Do not betray yourself.

Do not give an inch to ones who would bring you down or overanalyze what you write. Not many are as willing as you to sit at the keyboard and let what unfolds be conveyed to the reader. This takes a degree of trust.

The limelight is not for you. Book sales don’t matter. Personal appearances don’t matter. What matters is that you allow yourself to be a conduit for healing. Not as you might think, but as you actually are.

Relax often and do your simple chores with happiness for you are happiest when you feel safe and secure. It came to you that you were a geologist in another life. If this rings a bell with you, be grateful for this bit of knowledge. You know the earth, not in a scientific way but in a sense that you are of it. Wisdom you impart is very earthy and yet not sensual. It is as if you were a great boulder by a rushing river. You could have been the river but you prefer the stability of the rock.

The Rock of Ages offers shelter. Think about that.

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Beloved, write your soul upon electronic paper. Never mind the critics and the naysayers, the unbelievers and the hypocrites. Your soul is silk. Your road is winding and ethereal. You wing up towards the sun and die into the moonlight.

You write for your brothers and sisters in chains and freedom. Never mind your audience. It is only a mirrored passage into more and more freedom.

Keep up the good work of truth telling. We need you on this earth.