Retraining the brain

    Turns out "glitchy"days are not persecution, oppression or trials. As we develop, they become "we are showing you how bomb-proof you really are". I hear something fall in a cabinet. The door slowly begins to open. Uh, oh....stacked the cans too high and the upstairs neighbor's child just jumped on the floor really hard. It seemed to be in slow motion I watched. Hands were filled by a hot pan and two plates so it was drop everything and dash or watch it unfold. Cans dropped, glass flew off the counter into sink, no other harm was done. Had too many glasses anyways. Landing and breaking in the sink was perfect, didn't have to worry about children or myself stepping broken pieces. Not a single flinch. Reminded me of the time when I was standing knee deep on the shores of a lake. I sensed a surealness of the moment and looked down to see one of my daughters face down in the water right at my knees. I reached down with one hand and lifted her onto her feet. Time resumed and everyone acted as if absolutely nothing had happened. No fear or worry was felt by me. Twilight zone for certain. The only scary thought might be "OMG, there must be something wrong with me to NOT feel anything about it!" Nope, it's normal. Everything is ALWAYS in order.
  The process continues to prepare me for full-on embodiment. Recognition of a terrible "MINE!" complex. "I don't want YOUR shit, I want MY shit!". It is a perfect energetic match to "What's mine is mine and what's yours is mine in romantic and other intimate relationships. Uh, oh, we bad. I would also imagine up a product and get depressed because I wouldn't have the means to manufacture it. A year later it is on the shelves at a local store. "Hey! That's my idea!". Or I would be dedicatedly working on my "vibration" and perspective, expecting and feeling myself drawing really good things ot me only to see them side-tracked to neighbors and friends or significant others. "That's not fair!" or "Thief!". Little miss: everything comes out of the group pool of creation (vortex) and everything imagined goes back into it. What we create (is created as a result of our perspective) or what is given to us to imagine is ultimately the creation of Source. Everything receiving the means to bring about the manifestation of something stored in the vortex is an aspect of Source and so everything the manufacturer manufactures belongs to anyone able to receive it. Cool, I'll get first dibs on what is coming out of the vortex if I am quick about this embodiment, lol. Guess what? You're already the last in line. Aw, damn. lol But really, I am truly excited to be able to share good things. Gets old only being able to share the divine blessings of duality. Which if we were still dualistic, we might perceive as shit, *snicker*.
  We can take into account that "Ultimate Goodness" does not care if a body thinks experiencing deprivation is exciting or if deprivation is a beneficial lesson, It only cares that we are appreciating the experience. So if deprivation creates the understanding that excites us to receive, "Ultimate Goodness" is going to deprive you with much as you can take. If you're not excited about understandings obtained by deprivation, you get the world on a silver platter. Everyone gets what they want at the highest levels. So, when we look around, ultimately everyone is happy about what they are doing until they aren't and then everything changes for them.
   I have noticed, due to my body's level of exhaustion, it must have carried alot of resistance into this embodiment process (exhaustion is good, it means the letting go of resistance. If it was still full of resistance it would be hyped up on adrenaline and still fighting it). I cannot really blame it. When I first awakened to the fullness of my then present highest potential it went "POP! Perfection" to: "cat fight!" Oh, yes, the feminines not too happy to see one another. "I have to clean up her mess?!" "This is the bitch who got me into this mess?!". Not pretty. Downright petty. Pretty damn glorious. So back into dimness we went to learn to get along with one another as well as with respect to the brain and divine masculine. Men, couple's smack down. Body got the brunt of it with the deprivation, abuse, neglect, confusion about what was happening. The past ten years have been.....shall we say "intense"? A good laugh about it now. Some pretty impressive lessons. Plenty of demonstrations of bomb-proof. Now we are proving we can even be bomb-proof in a relaxed state, not just when we're so overwhelmed we don't want to muster the energy to resist or judge anything. "I'm over it" is the mantra of one who is thrown down. "It's all good", is the mantra of the one getting a sense of the well-being we live in. "mmmmmm, it IS good" is the response of the embodied, I would imagine. The Ultimate Goodness is a trickster, BTW. It sees all, lets you see a lower perspective then winks and says "they already know that", knowing you believe it is saying the human component knows when it means the highest aspect already knows. sheesh. "Just playing". Ultimate Goodness loves to play as long as it is a way one wants to be played with (that is if the one is the higher aspect of self....human component may not think it is so funny). c-crazy in a funky way.....like groovy.
    As a side note: touch screen technology is kinda like preparation for telekinesis. Hand waving is not necessary, but we do so enjoy the flair of it. And games like Mine Craft are alot like doing what a god does. Our younger generation is definitely being prepped or at least being given an experience of limitlessness within limitation. The Trickster isn't saying at the moment. Which doesn't mean I am being tricked, the human mind is simply being trained to let go and get used to receiving before the request is even made. The Divine knows what we are wanting long before we do. It knows our charector and it's traits. It created it! It desired it and experienced the feeling of it before it ever became form. So passionate!
  So, like, I'm gonna move onto other things now....unless the Divine has other plans.....

Which it usually does. Realize I have to renew my appreciation for "organic" smells. "Organic" reminds me of an unpleasant experience....which I could now develop an appreciation for (more realization in light of previous, they just keep building upon one another)...so that the smell of clean hay even had me repulsed. So, the fur babies (guinea pigs) are contributing to my re-training in preparation of embodiment. Feast of Trumpets 1015 should be a real hum-dinger!
    picture for "cat fight" reminds me of a vision I had just before the "POP!"..a woman riding a black panther sporting whip declared "Now, I'M going to teach you!" I guess she did! lol Though I'm sure I taught her a thing or two as well....she didn't scare me, it was one of those lay back and say "O.K." moments when I had stopped being afraid of "dream things".