flowers are better...

this morning, i saw a vision of a soldier
he was on the battle field dressed in uniform
then, i heard,

when are you coming home child?
when are you coming home from this battle?
so many are wounded
so many have died
when are you coming home from this battle?

one could see the vision of him there
there were images of dead bodies
and bloodshed
above this vision of the battle field
was a goddess energy in pure white robes
then, i could still see this soldier there
and beside him was another vision
of a soldier that had come home
he was embracing his mother,
she was weeping
so happy that he had returned home
and in full health...
then this was heard,

i sent your mother to you
she is weeping
her tears cover the earth
she is crying for you
she is empty for you
(an image of a mother on her knees
wearing a black robe could be seen
she was pounding the earth and sobbing)
when are you coming home child?
when are you coming home from this battle?

then what was seen was a black machine gun
and the battle field
then a flower could be seen falling from the sky
a white flower that looked like a daisy
then many flowers began to fall from the sky
falling on the dark machine guns
falling on the batteflield
falling on the bloodshed and tears
what was heard then was,

that man who said to his child
"they may have guns, but we have flowers"
he was right to say that
he was right to say that to his child
he said that to his child
he was right to say that
flowers are better
this was heard as these flowers were raining
from the sky
many, many white flowers falling,
falling...
then this was heard,

flowers are better
flowers cover the earth
they cover the earth in springtime
they bring life to the earth
they bring color, beauty and glory
to the earth
they are like a new beginning
they are like springtime
they cover the earth

may this blessing go out to humanity
then a spotlight was seen
a huge ray of light coming from it
that went round and around
as if to send this message of love
out to all

the next vision was one of a black
machine gun again
it had a white flower sitting on top
of it
then blood began to spill on this white
flower
staining it in red
big drops of blood, thick and red
falling on it
then this was heard

this is not the way oh, world
flowers are better
then, these words from a song
were heard,
please people, no more violence,
wars or tears
send this message out to humanity
then the spotlight was seen again
going round and around

the last image was one of an
army truck
loaded with men
waving to their families
heading off into army life
this truck was traveling forward on
the road
behind them,
walking in the opposite direction
the form of a man was seen
he was walking away from this
he was looking within himself
he was looking
at the war inside himself
then, on his form appeared
the orange robes of a sannyasi
then, his dress  changed to
that of an ordinary man
this man was then seen inside his
house with his family
as if to say, this searching within
can happen anywhere
right where you are now
it can happen...

after this image, the goddess arose
her image of white purity was there
above the world
waiting with open arms
then this was heard

i sent your mother to you
she is crying
she is waiting for you
she is waiting for you
to come home...

who is the next voyager?

since the shaman woman said yesterday, "nice to meet you Siddhananda", i have not felt their energy around except for a large indian woman sitting in a lotus position in my mind (this has entered in a few times)....
i did feel however, the grandmother spirit energy here over the course of the day yesterday and while writing i can see her beautiful face, her eyes have stars in them, they twinkle like the beautiful cosmos.. her hair, a silver white ....

when some ego play (or deceptive energy), sorcerer energy, magic illusive energy would attempt to enter in (i could see that shadow there) ... i would see the back of grandmother spirit (a thick grey braid trailing down her back)..
she would be pushing this energy away and beating it off with a club.. she did this a few times in the day and it was very effective in aiding the mind to still...
she is a fierce protector of her spirit children and a force to be reckoned with for sure...
then she would be near and i would feel a lovely thick black braid trailing down my back...
she placed little stars in a line going down the braid and brushed her hand down my head in a loving, affectionate manner...

a few times, i could see the moon drum and feel it's vibration go through my entire being...

also, i was given a white horse that i could see this form getting on.. i was on the horse and one could
see my back.. i was wearing the same clothes as i had on...
a peach colored shirt with a white skirt that had an orange and pink edging around the bottom
and then that horse took off and when it did, one could ride like the wind through the cosmos...
there was no solid ground to worry about...
i could see the back of my clothing blowing and fluttering with the wind with my hair blowing freely..
this happened a few times...
then as i was watching this form, galloping, literally flying through the cosmos on the horse..
another white horse came into view and this one had no rider...
it was almost as if to say, who is the next voyager in the land of spirit? there is a feeling of a welcoming energy or an energy asking, who is next? come now, here is the empty seat waiting..

this morning, there were the least visions since when this portal opened...
it was fine... this particular group were very powerful in their presence (which does not mean any other blessed spirit was less so) ... it could just be coming more forward into clearing...

as far as the visions and phenomena go, for here, it has been a constant flow from very young and once kundalini opened in full, it has been non-stop for years and years .. there has been no off button...  there has been no time to say, now i can take a rest and breather...
visions, illustrations of spirit messages have been occurring for many years and this has been ongoing with no breaks really...
the visions i have described on this blog have been such a small, small percentage in comparison...

also, once one is taken into the world of spirit communion and seeing, it is like you have entered another dimension in which you never leave... this is the reality...
one is Always *in* the spirit world -- every cell and all the senses are *in* it ...  the body feels as if made of air ..
visions float through in a stream all day off and on and if they are not happening, then patterns or a kaleidoscope of colors appear, seeing auras on people and objects, hearing voices (and i really mean voices which i have heard for many, many years), movement of body (kriyas), increased perceptions, highly acute sensory perception -- hearing, tasting, seeing, smell gets extremely sensitive and acute (this has not changed).... extremely vivid dreams nightly...
also disturbing visions and disturbing voices that come with great intensity... as well as great pain in the form...
this is the situation when being in this world/and/or within full kundalini opening... one can be with someone talking and this is taking place within or driving or cooking .. it doesn't matter, this flow continues...

i just need to be honest in the description of this playing out as it comes through the form and consciousness that it really engulfs one in this world of phenomena/spirit.... because though, often the imagery can be lovely and the messages so heartfelt (and it is entertaining)
there is this reality of the whole thing too... it is the journey of awakening .. it is a very long and difficult road....

and when *seeing* this way ends, i have no doubt that at least this form/energy/consciousness will not be leaving this place of spirit, not ever ... though it will come differently...
and there is no doubt too, the blessing that is felt within all of it ... this is so richly felt and i would not trade the experience in, not ever ...
and what flowers from here is unknown.. we will see...

for now however, that horse with no rider is waiting ...
and spirit is asking, who will be next voyager in the land of spirit?

will it be you?..

om shanti

beautiful spirit woman

while walking up the stairs i felt my hair was braided, someone braided it and brushed their hand
lovingly and sweetly on the top of my head and their hand went down the braid, it was such a loving,
gentle motherly touch, so deeply sweet and affectionate.. i felt some stars sparkling with this touch of
the cosmos...
then some sweet blue, red and white beads were placed at the bottom of the braid..

then i saw a wonderful face of an old native american woman with lovely wrinkles.. her skin was dark olive and beautiful, her eyes sparkled, her hands were held together in prayer....she was looking up at the blue sky with white fluffy clouds as if she was so happy to have me as a child of spirit..
she was looking up at the heavens as if saying bless this child of spirit ...
she was so beautiful and it felt touched by grace, angels, wisdom, earth, stone, eagle, tree, and rich, rich compassion with great love that overflowed in her being ... what a presence!..

she is still here with white beautiful hair, she touches my head and puts her hand to my chin and lifts my face to look at hers ... beautiful spirit woman she is, so beautiful are her eyes and soul...
she would take any in as her child, she says come, yes.. she is growing bigger at the idea of it ...
come she says, to me, my children of the heart...