Looking back over the past couple of weeks, it’s obvious that I have been “spilling my guts” in what would be, for most people, very inappropriate ways. I mean, you’d think I’d be embarrassed!

But it does seem that one of my purposes here on planet Earth at this seemingly? climactic time in our all-too-human history, is to document how the swirling chaotic energies are affecting/unravelling me as a person.

Here are two posts that may help give perspective on what’s going on, as I continue to document my own tumultuous personal journey as one tiny fractal of the Larger (rapidly unravelling) (Dis)Order. . .

First, a very relevant post from friend Laura Bruno:

(I actually took some melatonin last night. Didn’t help.)

Insomnia

 

Second, if you’re like me, and have been somewhat puzzled by what “4D” on the way to 5D actually looks and feels like, its ontological and epistemological “status,” this next MatrixMasters33 twitter/X post helped me immensely make sense of my own travails as exemplary of one who’s apparently moving in and out of 4D, that weird ultra strange . . . what? What?  How to pin the squirreling weasel down? Reminds me of strange LSD transmogrifications, which I still reverberate to, after nearly 60 years. 

Great question, eh?

Meanwhile, on a walk with Scampi through the nearby mall this morning, encountering, in a loving, smiling, heart-lifting manner, one after another after another authentically smiling and utterly present human beings, I couldn’t help but feel utterly in communion with the whole.

Hmmm . . . are we all — already! — becoming capable of entering a loving, utterly present, bubble that includes everyone we meet? Already ascended to 5D? Already leaving 4D chaos behind?

Nirvana lasted until I got home and had to deal with another pesky, stupid, self-created situation that I thought I had already left behind. NOPE.

But, you know? It didn’t bother me nearly as much as it would have, a few weeks ago.