Frequency Gates

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Frequency Gates exist in all levels of creation. They are everywhere. They are the infallible separation point of knowledge from one level of reality to the next higher one.

This happens for planets as well as individuals. As a planet or person passes through one of these gates, reality changes based on the level the being (planets are beings also) has moved into.

Frequency Gates stop people from getting info they shouldn’t based on their personal vibration. This type of person instead of using it for the greater good they would only use it for their gain and therefore they are prohibited from gaining this knowledge even though it’s right in front of their face.

Did you ever notice how you read a book and it doesn’t interest you, but you come back months later and it all makes sense to you. Or another time you’ll read it again but learn something new even though you already read it. Many sacred and ancient texts are written like this. Realize the writer had no clue they were simply a conduit of the divine thought. In their case, timely knowledge is passed on to you regardless of the time period you are reading it in.

Songs are like this also. You can listen to a song for years and you just enjoy the melody. But you can come back years later and all of a sudden their is a special meaning and message to it, but you never sensed it before no matter how many times you listened to it. Led Zeppelin songs are like this. Art is like this also.

Q: Ever read a GaiaPortal post and feel clueless or understand it perfectly?

A: If it is crystal clear you are a match to the info and if not, perhaps reading it in a few weeks may help.

Q: Ever read a channeled message and they speak of it being encoded with information?

A: Each person understands what is appropriate to their frequency level.

This is an intriguing topic but not one I need to ramble on about. I just wanted to put this out there for you to contemplate and observe this wonder in action.

They can be as difficult to understand as a Quantum Knowledge Gateway or as simple as considering the analogy of a credit card. One person can look at the credit cards and just see the handful of information printed on it. But for the person with the right equipment (frequency level in this case) they can read all of the transactions that have transpired related to that credit card.

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The truth about long hair

blackThis information about hair has been hidden from the public since the Viet Nam War .

Our culture leads people to believe that hair style is a matter of personal preference, that hair style is a matter of fashion and/or convenience, and that how people wear their hair is simply a cosmetic issue. Back in the Vietnam war however, an entirely different picture emerged, one that has been carefully covered up and hidden from public view.

In the early nineties, Sally [name changed to protect privacy] was married to a licensed psychologist who worked at a VA Medical hospital. He worked with combat veterans with PTSD, post traumatic stress disorder. Most of them had served in Vietnam.

Sally said, “I remember clearly an evening when my husband came back to our apartment on Doctor’s Circle carrying a thick official looking folder in his hands. Inside were hundreds of pages of certain studies commissioned by the government. He was in shock from the contents. What he read in those documents completely changed his life. From that moment on my conservative middle of the road husband grew his hair and beard and never cut them again. What is more, the VA Medical center let him do it, and other very conservative men in the staff followed his example.

As I read the documents, I learned why. It seems that during the Vietnam War special forces in the war department had sent undercover experts to comb American Indian Reservations looking for talented scouts, for tough young men trained to move stealthily through rough terrain. They were especially looking for men with outstanding, almost supernatural, tracking abilities. Before being approached, these carefully selected men were extensively documented as experts in tracking and survival.

With the usual enticements, the well proven smooth phrases used to enroll new recruits, some of these Indian trackers were then enlisted. Once enlisted, an amazing thing happened. Whatever talents and skills they had possessed on the reservation seemed to mysteriously disappear, as recruit after recruit failed to perform as expected in the field.

Serious causalities and failures of performance led the government to contract expensive testing of these recruits, and this is what was found.

When questioned about their failure to perform as expected, the older recruits replied consistently that when they received their required military haircuts, they could no longer ‘sense’ the enemy, they could no longer access a ‘sixth sense’, their ‘intuition’ no longer was reliable, they couldn’t ‘read’ subtle signs as well or access subtle extrasensory information.

So the testing institute recruited more Indian trackers, let them keep their long hair, and tested them in multiple areas. Then they would pair two men together who had received the same scores on all the tests. They would let one man in the pair keep his hair long, and gave the other man a military haircut. Then the two men retook the tests.

Time after time the man with long hair kept making high scores. Time after time, the man with the short hair failed the tests in which he had previously scored high scores.

Here is a Typical Test:

The recruit is sleeping out in the woods. An armed ‘enemy’ approaches the sleeping man. The long haired man is awakened out of his sleep by a strong sense of danger and gets away long before the enemy is close, long before any sounds from the approaching enemy are audible.

In another version of this test the long haired man senses an approach and somehow intuits that the enemy will perform a physical attack. He follows his ‘sixth sense’ and stays still, pretending to be sleeping, but quickly grabs the attacker and ‘kills’ him as the attacker reaches down to strangle him.

This same man, after having passed these and other tests, then received a military haircut and consistently failed these tests, and many other tests that he had previously passed.

So the document recommended that all Indian trackers be exempt from military haircuts. In fact, it required that trackers keep their hair long.”

Comment:

The mammalian body has evolved over millions of years. Survival skills of human and animal at times seem almost supernatural. Science is constantly coming up with more discoveries about the amazing abilities of man and animal to survive. Each part of the body has highly sensitive work to perform for the survival and well being of the body as a whole.The body has a reason for every part of itself.

Hair is an extension of the nervous system, it can be correctly seen as exteriorized nerves, a type of highly evolved ‘feelers’ or ‘antennae’ that transmit vast amounts of important information to the brain stem, the limbic system, and the neocortex.

Not only does hair in people, including facial hair in men, provide an information highway reaching the brain, hair also emits energy, the electromagnetic energy emitted by the brain into the outer environment. This has been seen in Kirlian photography when a person is photographed with long hair and then rephotographed after the hair is cut.

When hair is cut, receiving and sending transmissions to and from the environment are greatly hampered. This results in numbing-out .

Cutting of hair is a contributing factor to unawareness of environmental distress in local ecosystems. It is also a contributing factor to insensitivity in relationships of all kinds. It contributes to sexual frustration.

Conclusion:

In searching for solutions for the distress in our world, it may be time for us to consider that many of our most basic assumptions about reality are in error. It may be that a major part of the solution is looking at us in the face each morning when we see ourselves in the mirror.

The story of Sampson and Delilah in the Bible has a lot of encoded truth to tell us. When Delilah cut Sampson’s hair, the once undefeatable Sampson was defeated.

Reported by C. Young

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How to surf the waves of change

medicine wheel by Michelle Walling, CHLC

Do you feel like you just can’t seem to stay upbeat due to all of the challenges that keep coming up, over and over? Are you just about to the end of your rope on dealing with life’s difficulties? Are you ready to get off of this rollercoaster?

When the day came for you to begin to wake up you made a commitment to buckle your seatbelt and to “do your work” necessary to begin to make different choices in life toward the goal of raising your vibration. Before you incarnated here you had chosen a certain time when you would start to question why you were here and awaken to your role in changing the planet forever.

In order to raise your vibration, you knew that you had to begin to transmute energies that were of a lower vibration in order to make room for the light influx into your physical body. These energies stem from past life and current life experience, and surface in the form of emotion- energy-in-motion. Some of us have a harder time dealing with emotions than others. To make it worse, some of us feel everyone else’s emotions on top of ours.

The saving grace for those of us working through our stuff was that there would be an end date to all of this pain. December 21, 2012 came and went and some were devastated that there was not a grand apparent shift that occurred all at once. Life went on and some of your friends and family smugly said “I told you so” and went deeper into their sleep while you still had the feeling that something was indeed changing.

Synchronicities showed you that you were on the right track. 2013 was a year of clearing and cleansing and expanding. Some people felt like they were taking a break for the first nine months of the year. But not most lightworkers! All of this was just the beginning for what has birthed now.

Challenges and opportunities are coming into our lives one after another faster than we can keep up with them. It is a struggle each day just to be able to keep up with these while playing the game of survival in the third density. It was so much easier being asleep. Maybe things are so out of control that you just do not want to be here anymore. Maybe you wish for a spaceship to beam you up and take you home.

We are in the last stages of a massive clearing of energies and emotions within our bodies. We are on the road to FREEDOM from the forces of the dark by raising our vibration and consciousness to a place where they cannot exist. By transmuting these energies in the now, we not only can change help our ancestral blood lineage but we also can change all past and future lifetimes.

One of our main purposes of this lifetime is to transmute all lower energies and emotions of other lifetimes because we cannot take these energies with us onto the higher dimensions. When these pieces and parts of us are healed, we can then integrate them into our consciousness into this lifetime and begin to operate with more of our wholeness of being. Our ancestors will also be healed because of our blood lineage and will be able to ascend from the astral plane.

There are several things in alignment right now that give us the extra tools necessary to transmute these energies. We are in perfect alignment with the center of the cosmos, and through our “Great Central Sun” we are being bombarded with high vibrational energy that will transform our bodies and bring capabilities that we cannot imagine with our current consciousness. We have help from our higher selves and from our spirit guides who whisper sweet nothings into our ears. Our space brothers and sisters have their spaceships parked on ley lines and energy vortexes to keep the energy of the earth balanced as she births her new form, and the labor pains are coming at an accelerated rate. We are passing through the debris field from the “demise” of Comet ISON through February. These particles are made up of unadulterated vibration from another part of our galaxy that can transmute our very cells within our body just by being within the field.

If you are experiencing one challenge after another, it truly is a blessing in disguise because these have to be faced no matter how difficult it is for you. In the past we had a little break in between to catch our breath, but lately it seems that we have no breath at all.

Centering and grounding – planting yourself into the planet seems to be the best way to gather the strength needed to wake up each day to face your daily work. Mother Earth will help you if you ask her to, and your guides and angels are always there, waiting to help. You are never alone and there are many support groups on Facebook and other places on the internet and in your community that are emerging like wildfire.

More and more people are waking up at lightning speed and the process cannot be stopped. It is important to stay focused on the goal of integrating and expanding yourself and to pay attention to patterns. If the same situation seems to occur over and over again, then it is a sign to look at the root cause a little closer and feel your way through it this time. Those that choose not to face their emotions will be having an extraordinarily difficult time in 2014.

Congratulations for being a part of one of the most challenging and unique transitions in the history of our Universe. What you accomplish here will affect the whole Universe because Earth is at the base level. Raise the base and all is uplifted. Focus on that thought each time you think you just cannot do it anymore. Think of how disappointed you would be when you crossed over and did your life review- you would say you were so close! Everyone on the planet chose to be a part of this experience, and successful graduation will catapult you to the place we all long for- HOME.

Taking time to focus on yourself is imperative at this time. Don’t forget- this is your play and everyone is an actor in your play. Take the balcony seat as the observer but bring your focus down to you when the work is needed and try to lighten up a bit. One day you will look back at this and laugh and will see what a great job you did! Once the observer learns to ride the Big Kahuna as light as a feather the rest will be smooth sailing.

Via in5d

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The Carbon to Crystalline Conversion

crazywolf777:

Thank you Alia, i hope you don’t mind if i reblog this. I am Feeling as you do too, right now. I Love you, Crazywolf

Originally posted on New Earth Paradigm:

Homo LuminousFor the first time in a year of visioning and blogging I did not post last Monday nor did I give any explanation of why I did not. As you might imagine, I was not not sitting idly on a couch eating bon-bons. No, I was rather busy raising my own personal “white flag of surrender” to my process of humanity’s conversion from carbon-based beings to crystalline ones. My “caterpillar” is nearing completion of becoming “nutrient soup” and soon the emergence of my butterfly will occur.

I knew this was coming — I’ve intellectually understood this for 20 years — but when it actually was staring me in the face, I failed to recognize it. Until last Thursday in the wee hours of the morning.

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Walking in the Sacred

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Black Elk  1863-1950

The great Sioux shaman Black Elk speaks of “walking in a sacred manner.” To walk in a sacred manner is to make an art of life, to attend to each moment as though it were the last, to take each step as though it were the first.

To breathe love and awareness into this fragile body, entering the greater body we all are a part of.  Knowing  that each step must be taken lightly, not with force, not creating more SELF, more ego, not becoming more of a “doer,” more of a separate identity, that draws suffering upon itself. To walk in a sacred manner is to let go of our suffering and allow the scintillating “divinity” of each moment to nurture and direct the next step.

When we walk in a sacred manner, nothing throws us off balance for nothing is identified with  self.   As the walker in the Sacred, all is experienced as the sacred, as process unfolding, as the divine moment provided for our healing. In open body, in open mind, in open heart, the possibilities are endless. Healing is to be found everywhere. Each step so precious. Each step a new possibility.”

Crazywolf

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Excelsior

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Excelsior Geyser basin on the Firehole River -West Yellowstone.

In the early 80s i was driving along the road south of Madison, Wyoming approaching the Midway Geyser basin in a magical spot called Excelsior.

As i looked to my right i saw the outline of two gray hills. The feeling of deja vu washed over me as i took in this awesome scenery where the river actually runs hot for maybe a quarter of a mile.  I felt deep in my soul that these 2 hills, which set the backdrop for what was to become a powerful soul memory, sparked the deja vu, a knowing that i had been here before in another life.

Fifteen years passed. I was active in a Toltec spiritual group called the “Circle of Fire”.  Don Miguel Ruiz was the leader of the group in the late 90s.  Miguel told me i needed to do a vision quest because i was carrying much sadness and that i might consider going somewhere and let the earth take my sadness.

My first thought was that i would go to Yellowstone even though it was 900 miles away.  I planned my trip weeks in advance but i had forgotten about Excelsior in particular, the river and the two gray hills.  I just knew this  area was where i needed to go to let the earth take my sadness.

When i arrived at Yellowstone, America’s first National Park i went straight to the Old Faithful Geyser and sat on one of the benches awaiting the next scheduled eruption which happens hourly, pretty much like clockwork, sending a plume of steaming water nearly 100 ft. skyward.

Yellowstone Park encompasses about 3500 sq. miles and is bigger than Delaware and Rhode Island combined.  So it takes awhile to drive around the loop road inside the park.  Not having a clear memory of what the area i was looking for would be like, i decided i would have to go on my subtle feelings.

Before leaving home i had written two intentions on the back of a friends business card and stuck it in the ash tray compartment of my pick-up truck. The words went something like “find a spot to let the earth take my sadness” and “find an eagle feather”( after years of traisping around the rocky mountains i had never found an eagle feather and i just wanted to find one and at the same time test my intent, as if i might be so bold as to add this test to the short list.

From Old faithful it was a toss up as to wether to go east on the loop or head west.  I instinctively chose west and soon came to the Excelsior basin.  I had closed down the internal dialogue and just was cruising thru the forest on a kind of auto pilot. When i came to Excelsior i was flooded by deep feelings that i can only describe as memories coursing through my veins. It was powerful and palpable and at the same time invigorating and other worldly.  I had never felt so connected to the earth and to Spirit.  I decided to keep driving to see what would happen. At that point i was using my body as a divining rod or if you will, a homing device.

A few miles later the feelings that had been so intense started to diminish.  When i reached Madison Junction only 15 miles to the North the feelings completely vanished.  I decided to turn around and head back to Excelsior.  The feelings flooded back into my body as i again got closer to this familiar spot.  That confirmed to me i had found my place and the earth was calling in it’s power to help me with my intent.

I parked my truck and walked out into a meadow a ways away from the crowds that were coming and going at the boardwalk up near the geyser pools.  I had this meadow all to myself.  So i walked around till i found a perfect spot to do my ceremony away from where i would be noticed by others.

I sat on the ground and put my hands flat on the earth beside me. I sat there for what must have been two hours when i started to hear the sound of ponies running across the meadow, then i heard children laughing and playing down by the river, visions of a tipi village floated in and out of my awareness.  All of a sudden i felt as if someone was pouring a hot viscous liquid into the top of my head. This fluid like substance moved slowly down my skull, neck, into my chest, trunk and flowed  out my my hands and feet and was somehow absorbed by the earth.

I have no concept of how long this went on but later i deduced i must have sat there for about two hours.  When i finally got up i realized i had been sitting on a fairly large mound of obsidian shards.  Obsidian is thought to sharpen the inner and outer vision by Native peoples.

I went to a campground an set up my tent. Alone that evening in my tent, i felt a strange emptiness inside me as i lay sleepless, the moon shining brightly overhead.  I realized that the earth had taken my sadness from a lifetime i had spent on that meadow.  I knew i could only fill that void that the ceremony had vacated by calling in all the love i could feel for our mother.  That is what i spent my night doing.

The next morning i got up and left Yellowstone. On the way back to my home in New Mexico i passed over a high plateau outside of Victor, Colorado, a road i had travelled hundreds of times before.  Just as i passed an old artisian spring by the side of the road, that i had gone to regularily for drinking water, i saw an eagle feather sticking up out of the grass on the road embankment.

By the way, The latin word Excelsior means “ever upward” That IS what this journey and this life is all about,…..

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Detachment-losing the human form

rainbowToday i find myself in a place of detachment after what would once have been a distressing situation, but after awhile now having to deal with other people in their not so enlightened states, i find myself in a strange and foriegn state of mind.  Carlos Castaneda describes this place on the assemblage point position so well , that i quote him here from “Losing the human form” :   I woke up in the early morning hours with an unbearable pressure in my head. It was not a headache. It was rather a very intense weight in my ears. I felt it also on my eyelids and the roof of my mouth. I knew I was feverish, but the heat was only in my head. I made a feeble attempt to sit up. The thought crossed my mind that I was having a stroke. My first reaction was to call for help, but somehow I calmed down and tried to let go of my fear.

After a while, the pressure in my head began to diminish, but it also began to shift to my throat. I gasped for air- gagging and coughing for some time. The pressure moved slowly to my chest, then to my stomach, to my groin, to my legs, and to my feet before it finally left my body.

Whatever had happened to me had taken about two hours to unfold. During the course of those two grueling hours, it was as if something inside my body was actually moving downward; moving out of me. I fancied it to be rolling up like a carpet. Another image that occurred to me was of a blob moving inside the cavity of my body.

I discarded that image in favor of the first because the feeling was of something being coiled within itself. Just like a carpet being rolled up, it became heavier and thus more painful as it went down. The two areas where the pain became excruciating were my knees and my feet, especially my right foot which remained hot for thirty-five minutes after all the pain and pressure had vanished.

La Gorda, upon hearing my report, said that this time for certain I had lost my human form; that I had dropped all my shields, or most of them. She was right. Without knowing how or even realizing what had happened, I found myself in a most unfamiliar state. I felt detached; unbiased.

It did not matter what la Gorda had done to me. It was not that I had forgiven her for her reproachable behavior with me. It was as if there had never been any betrayal. There was no overt or covert rancor left in me for la Gorda, or for anyone else.

What I felt was not a willed indifference, nor negligence to act. Neither was it alienation, nor even the desire to be alone. Rather, it was an alien feeling of aloofness; a capability of immersing myself in the moment, and of having no thoughts whatever about anything else.

People’s actions no longer affected me because I had no more expectations of any kind. A strange peace became the ruling force in my life. I felt I had somehow adopted one of the concepts of a warrior’s life- detachment.

La Gorda said that I had done more than adopt it. I had actually embodied it.

Don Juan and I had had long discussions on the possibility that someday I would do just that. He had said that detachment did not automatically mean wisdom, but that it was, nonetheless, an advantage because it allowed the warrior to pause momentarily to reassess situations; to reconsider positions. In order to use that extra moment consistently and correctly, however, he said that a warrior had to struggle unyieldingly for a lifetime.

I had despaired that I would never experience that feeling. As far as I could determine, there was no way to improvise it. It had been useless for me to think about its benefits, or to reason out the possibilities of its advent.

During the years I had known don Juan, I certainly experienced a steady lessening of personal ties with the world; but that had taken place on an intellectual plane. In my everyday life, I was unchanged until the moment I lost my human form.

I speculated with la Gorda that the concept of losing the human form refers to a bodily condition that besets the apprentice upon his reaching a certain threshold in the course of training.

Be that as it may, the end result of losing the human form for la Gorda and myself, oddly enough, was not only the sought-after and coveted sense of detachment, but also the fulfillment of our elusive task of remembering.

And again in this case, the intellect played a minimal part.

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