Babylon Is Surrounded

      Long and dramatic Sabbath this week. Ended with "Babylon" surrounded. The ones chosen for survival singled out, wondering "Why me?" and responding hesitantly. Thinking maybe they had been singled out due some unknown about "Hunger Games" lottery or shipping off to concentration camps or something. But it was whispered to them, that no, they had been singled out for salvation and were needing to be ushered out without explanation so they didn't alert others to what was going to happen to them. Everyone else left behind would be destroyed with "that great city".
    This manifests within me as me being made alert to being directed to where I began in my awakening process: the opening of my chakras. When I did that, the neighborhood electricity went out for a minute and from then on when I drove past streetlights, they went out, one right after another, lol. But it also had come with me finally learning to meditate, access my imagination again. The imagination is the place in our minds where feelings meet thought to give them form. It is the source of creation within. "Whatever we can imagine can happen".
   Of course mine as been deceptive, I realize as I had cleared out my mind. After cleaning out the left brain, I could hear my children and everyone else far more clearly. Even people driving past us as we walked on the side of the road. But it has helped me with my youngest already born daughter in amazing ways. "Are you the one who brought Anais to me?" I asked her. She nodded and glowed excitedly. It was the gift she had for me this morning. She had found her with my family and knew she wanted to born with my last name. That was the sweetness I had experienced, oneness with Anais, her spirit coming into me. It revealed to me that a whole new generation of innocents was going to be born through mine and my children's generations. They would never know abuse, having within them such sweetness as to melt and soften all the hearts around them.
  I could imagine great things, but they would never happen. Everything anyone ever did to create good things in their environment, but it never would work for me. It is what made me believe in a God above all things rather than a god within, "you are god also", "the law of attraction" or any such things as absolute. I knew there was some truth to them, but I knew it was not complete. And I was given to realize some answers to some questions I had long had. "What was that black worm/tadpole thing that came and curled up in my chest, all wide-eyed and innocent looking four years ago just before I awakened?" "Who was the woman on the great black beast, a black leopard or panther that landed on and clawed at my chest while she exclaimed 'Now I will teach you something?" Why go into the belly of the beast, when you can carry it within? "Keep your friends close, keep your enemies even closer", I guess. But, my imaginings were nothing but promises that would be broken. And this caused me to begin receiving guidance through my body, allowing it to talk to me of it's inspiration. And this was richly rewarded. I was never to know ahead of time where, how or when. I had to be willing to change direction in any given moment. Promises were fulfilled precisely when I remained alert to "inner knowing", guidance and prophesy.
   Now I understand a lot about what the one called Jesus said, why he had a sort of schizophrenic personality, why his disciples were misled, why things didn't happen exactly as he had said, why certain scriptures were chosen, why the one called Jesus did not prophesy all things always clearly. We who go through this are not given to know things ahead of time. Our thoughts are always broadcast and so as soon as God reveals anything to us, it is accessible to anyone listening.
    So, what will happen to me? I do not know. I just get a mumbo jumbo about "today I am reborn", "tonight I die to myself" and those types of things. Fear, regret, mourning, which is not mine precisely as part of me is rejoicing slightly. Wouldn't you love to be that woman within whom dwelt the secret joy of a pregnant woman? The secret joy that keeps her daydreaming and humming for, to anyone else, are unknown reasons. Her softness, her strength, her ability to reason and plan, to arrange things perfectly suited by her 'nesting instinct', her perception and wisdom.........A wonderful and mysterious creature to everyone around her. A perpetual mother.
    There are other secrets I have been made aware of which can be saved for independent questions. I also was moved to put up on the Detroit Village Neighborly blog links about teen emancipation:
http://detroitvillagegrandmashouse.blogspot.com/2013/05/emancipation-of-teens-in-maine.html

   Most of all, I just appreciate how much this day has brought me and my children closer together.

Oh, and the whole anti-gay thing was in support of someone who was contending with it in their environment.

Forgot to add, yellow chakra is the one I have been having trouble with. It was given to me today to notice it is the "sun" chakra, not just by color, but because it is also the central one in the color spectrum of my little universe of energy. I also noticed it coincided with the area in which inspiration would come in as "inner guidance", read by my body and given to me by it's interpretation of it, never having to have gone up into my head to search for the words of the languages I speak for expression nor pictures in my imagination for interpretation.