WHAT I’M CURRENTLY INTEGRATING
🌑 🎭 Finding my truest self beneath the shadowplay
Reality is a fragile thing—a holographic projection of light and consciousness that creates the illusion of 3D space.
Time congeals, and our awareness is anchored to only linear movements—from past to present to future.
Events seemingly occur one right after another. We see our life as proof of causality, and then we become chained to it.
Consensus reality decides for us what is real and what is not, but this is just one of many modes of perception.
The intention of my newsletter is to share other modes of perceiving and visions of the many-worlds.
I don’t seek them out; I don’t make them up—they just flood me like memories.
The psychic realms do not have to be unknown or ineffable.
The supernatural is not separate from nature; it is the miraculous aspects of nature.
The universe exists in layers, dimensions, frequencies, and vibrations. Every empty space is occupied, whether we can see it or not.
Three years ago, on my 37th birthday, I saw the universes unfold in the vast desert sky—dimensions within dimensions unfolding. There is work being done everywhere, they say.
I wondered what this means for the space that I occupy here on Earth.
Sometimes I feel like negative space.
In a recent dream, I watched a red thread dance in the light with its shadow. I became fixated on the other string—the one that is absent. It’s just as real as the one in my hand, but I will never be able to touch it. My heart breaks.
There are parts of us that are forever unseen and untouchable, and they ache to come out and dance in the light.
A friend asked me today, “Which of the many worlds you inhabit is most present these days?”
This type of question stirred my soul awake, and it burst forth to respond in a poem:
I’ve been slipping into shadows, and light refracting off the walls becomes worlds within worlds. The open sky pulls me in, and everything around me becomes inverted and upside down. The weight behind symbols and objects is felt deeply in my heart, and I feel as if I am nothing and all of it at once. I feel loud in my body, sometimes too colorful for the earth. I dim myself, but that’s not how souls want to be loved or even known. My soul wants the volume turned up full blast—to shake the trees so that the whole earth trembles with my desires, ideas, and laughter.
What I’m feeling is not really shadows, emptiness, and negative space. It is the fullness that is always present, and that I sense, but cannot comprehend. It’s like trying to describe infinity when language and perception are rooted in 3D. Words will never cut it.
Dreams and symbols point to it. Metaphors get close. Poetry can touch it. These are the worlds I’m always inhabiting.
FUNGI KINGDOM
🍄 📚 The mushroom children teach us how to read realities
What would normally be taught in a psilocybin journey is experienced in a dream.
The mushroom children arrive like emissaries from the fungal realm, helping us understand and navigate alternative realities. They offer us a glimpse into a totally different way of seeing and interacting with the world.
I’m forever grateful to the little fungi children, because if it hadn’t been for my first psilocybin therapy session, I would have never realized that I had been journeying every night in my sleep.
After twenty sessions of psilocybin therapy, I decided to no longer call mushrooms a “medicine.” The fungi kingdom does not want to be boxed in or labeled. The mushrooms, like all of Mother Earth’s children, deserve much more reverence than that.
Along with the rest of consciousness, they too want to transcend their limitations and will inevitably revolt against being used as a tool with one purpose.
Reverence is awe with a healthy dose of fear, which is exactly what portal-opening, time-traveling, space-transcending entities deserve.
Anyway, you don’t need drugs to escape the matrix. Our physical systems are built with a gateway-opening technology called dreaming.
Dreams and psychedelic journeys are made up of the same consciousness qualities. Both act as portals across time and space.
MOTHER EARTH SPIRIT
🦖 💭 What happened to the dinosaur consciousness?
Having this definition and visual of Spirit helps me find my place within the cosmos.
Your concept of Spirit may look different from mine, and that's perfectly OK.
Mother Earth loves and welcomes diversity.
Every quest begins with a question, and most of my questions for the higher-ups are about consciousness, spirit, souls, and gods.
Six months before this vision, I went on an astral journey to a psychic library of primordial history.
Knowledge and information aren't limited to physical books but exist in non-physical realms accessible to those with the desire to visit.
To embark on a spiritual quest, you need a question. I held the question of what happened to the dinosaur consciousness for more than a year before the dreams and visions gave me an answer I was satisfied with.
Sometimes, gnosis hits you like a wave, and other times it trickles down through your intuition.
The higher-ups respond to clear hearts, pure intentions, and sincerity. The answers come slowly, so be thankful for that.
The ascension path is paved with cosmic breadcrumbs. If you don't pick them up or follow them, you'll just continue to loop around in the 3D forever.
The soul yearns to expand and soar beyond what is known.
MENTAL BODY
🧠 😵💫 Brain Training: Lessons in Nonsense
There are ways of thinking that cannot be taught. Some modes of perception can only be understood through nonsense. The trick lies in finding coherence within the chaos.
You can change your reality by creating more gaps for the unknown.
Room 110 doesn't actually exist physically but can be reached through awareness. Limitations only exist in our minds; if we can break free from linear logic and embrace paradoxes, we might unlock realities beyond our current comprehension.
📢 ANNOUNCEMENT
Last week, I woke up to find that the rising sun was made of shadows.
Our collective fears had become the light by which we navigate.
I felt unloved and unseen.
I asked my angels, “What good is many-worlds vision when the majority of my awareness is stuck in a dark timeline?”
The answer I got was that the version of myself who exists here is the best one for the “job.”
Incarnating requires courage and bravery. We all chose to be here, so we all have it.
I wish I could show you how a tree can be an interdimensional ladder, how your angels speak in rainbows, and how our hearts are the keys to unlock everything unknown.
But these rooms of awareness cannot be measured or defined. Believe me, I tried.
All these doors that you are afraid to open, I will open for you.
In the meantime, I created a playlist for when your spirits are too low to soar. You can add songs if you want.
I’ve also added two upcoming Drop-in Dream Spaces, because my soul aches to talk about soul stuff. We don’t even have to talk about dreams, just bring an open heart and mind and your divine kindness.
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