It feels like the inspirational tap of the Divine has been opened.

I’ve now had two distinct moments where visions have just been pouring through me. And somehow, the core of it is always the same, the vision that first came to me five years ago.

It only keeps refining itself, transforming side by side with my own transformation.

I see this vision as a message from the Divine, the Great Spirit, the Mother of All. No name really does justice to the force I feel called to serve.

Lately I’ve been asked a few times about Jesus and my relationship to him. And I notice a reluctance in myself to conform to certain belief systems or dogma. Some forms feel strangely difficult for me to speak through, while others feel deeply familiar and natural.

But last night I was indeed speaking to Jesus, calling the Christ consciousness into my field. Because I know this thing wanting to be born through me is not something I can force into existence through my own small human will. It can only emerge when I surrender the details into hands greater than mine. I am simply a vessel through which Spirit descends into matter.

The process of letting go of survival patterns has surprised me in many ways. But that is the nature of life, we must remain available to being surprised, amazed, reshaped.

To learn which doors are meant to be walked through, and which only lead back into loops that no longer serve.

This past week has brought a lot of knowing into my system. And this knowing arrives in many forms. Sometimes it becomes clear through contrast. It is difficult to fully recognize an environment where you do not belong until you experience one that genuinely soothes your nervous system. Through that contrast, the choice becomes easier.

I’m still letting go of the need to know too far into the future. What life seems to be asking me now is:

Have you learned to trust?

Can you see the signs?

Can you trust the intelligence of your body?

Can you trust the feedback your system gives you around people, places, and spaces?

Sometimes these things make very little sense to the small human mind.

Why can I not trust certain people?

Could I trust the knowing without needing to explain it?

Does everything need to be solved intellectually for the equation to work in the long run?

Can every challenge become a way of refining and deepening my connection to the Whole, to the Mother?

Yesterday felt like a beautiful mixture of offering my dreams into the field, releasing the need to see too far ahead, asking certain parts of myself to become more available again, and feeling my creative force awaken after a long hibernation.

Creation struggles to exist in survival mode. In many ways they are opposing forces.

There is a very strong sense of a new beginning moving through my life now. A new cycle of action, trust, connection, and embodiment.

And yes, I am welcoming all of it.

May the season beginning now be abundant for everyone in all the ways that truly nourish the whole.