Curating Your Reality

Things are heating up, even in wintry New England where Old Man Winter came and is acting like he owns the place. Below image felt appropriate. Even without seeing the expression on his face, you know he’s pissed. And where the hell is his other shoe, if that is even a shoe…?

Searching the stores for more Ice Melt or rock salt is now the unofficial pastime - and if you’re wise, avoid mentioning how quickly oil tanks need to be refilled - unless you want to start a bitch-fest.

Accessing the trails to enjoy the wonderland bit of winter is no easy feat but still, worth it.

By now - if you’re paying a little bit of attention (unlike my neighbors) you know there is no single battlefield in this omni war.

It’s camouflage everything and infiltrate everywhere, but nicely, some of the mechanics behind the control; the levers used to perpetuate hidden agendas and the slush-funds of ill-gotten gains, are being exposed. There’s a palpable sense of relief in that.

It’s good news. It feels like a ‘win’. And don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for it.

At the same time I do wonder - along with many others - are we being set-up? Is a bait-and-switch in the mix and why does Shiva’s swarm video keep popping into my mind?

In other words it’s really hard to know what’s what, and who to trust.

As the Truman Show level fakery goes wide, we can probably expect - at least - more uncertainty and more instability. We can also expect those still clinging to normieland, will eventually catch up. Not because they are eager to leave but because the pretend ground it rests on is rapidly dissolving.

We’re all playing catch-up really. Even as we may enjoy watching those who participated in the fraud, waste and criminality freak out, we know this is just tip o’ the old iceberg stuff.

We can expect more bad behavior: new psyops to counter older psyops used to divert us from deeper, reality-orienting psyops (exhausting) complete with false flags in the guise of catastrophes and financial train wrecks, actual train wrecks, floods and fires and weird fog, crazed leprechauns - 🤷‍♀️- or whatever is necessary to divert our attention from whatever ‘they’ are up to.

As our collective story expands to encompasses more and more previous impossibilities, pushing us past our comfort zones, it’s near impossible to predict much of anything.

Though I think I can safely predict 🤷 will be the most used emoji in 2025.

So while I’m in the stands cheering the disrobing of USAID, the death of wokeism, the partial redress of fired military, the nearing end to the Ukraine nightmare, and many other promising signs, there is still reason to curb our enthusiasm.

As Catherine plainly states in this recent interview with Greg Hunter:

Elon Musk, who seems to be very popular right now, wants to put a mesh network in the back of your head and hook you up to a satellite. … why would anyone in American be willing to listen to somebody who wants to do that?

It’s a good question. Though depending on who you listen to, this Elon is not the same as the previous Elon. According to some, there’s a white hat version and a black hat version and maybe even - 🤷‍♀️- a purple hat version? (Okay I made that up.) It’s not that far fetched when you consider under President Bush Sr, using masks as disguises and to create doubles were already quite sophisticated. One can only imagine how far the fakery has come.

We haven’t been able to trust the ‘see it to believe it’ axiom in a long time.

Meanwhile trees and rivers are still exactly what they seem.

You’ve probably realized by now, I’m not writing to clear up any of the confusion.

Instead I want to point out interesting things that happen when the world has topsy-turvied into a confusion-confetti party.

When ‘out-there’ no longer provides our reality-markers, new reality markers appear.

First we’ll seek those things that can be relied on, don’t come with agenda, are what they appear to be and astonishingly - in the case of Nature - naturally reorient us back to the real, without saying a word.

Lovely.

Want your body to relax and your mind to slow down? Hang out here.

There’s really nothing like it.

And in that precious silence, immersed in the beauty of Nature, slowly we begin to hear our own inner voice. Not the chattering mind, but that still small voice underneath all that chatter.

And I want to lean on this - because those moments can feel tiny and are quickly forgotten or eclipsed as we return to the extraordinary doings and undoings of our world. In this turning to Nature we are also turning inwards, turning towards ourselves.

Nature’s got a conspiracy of its own and that is to bring us home. So don’t be surprised if as you’re listening to that - initially faint - voice you hear something along the lines of:

“Oh hello. Where the hell have you been?”

So while aliens may be on deck - far more significantly - we are on deck. We’re showing up in our fullness, remembering and reconnecting to the larger Universe and the Source of everything. Of course we are connected, of course we have access. It was just layered over with a bunch of crud and guck.

When the world no longer makes any sense out there - we are pushed back to the starting point in here - and discover again this Presence that exists in each of us.

Noticed, sought, this Presence grows in us.

The other thing that happens is we realize we have a lot to say about how we surf these choppy waters. Once we move past the shock and outrage phase, we take stock and realize we are still in charge of a lot.

Much like a museum curator, who highlights this piece, closets that one, reframes and repositions those - we are curating our reality with our choices.

The more that realization comes back to us, the better we get at it. Shall I start my day diving in to the matrix or sitting in silence waiting for the sun to appear and see what the lighting will do? Will it be birdsong or a talking head that grabs my attention first?

If I chose to sit in the quiet I’ll soon discover that gratitude is waiting to well up and reorient my perspective, my day. (Not to mention unleash healthy hormones into my body.) So much of our daily life comes down to these choices.

We want a beautiful and free world because we didn’t come here to be victims or prisoners. We know we are innately free. The choices we make either support that or they don’t.

The spirit that informs those choices - and these bodies - is real. If the hidden in the world is being revealed - and it is - than the hidden in us is being revealed too.

They are not winning. They just know how to make it look like they are -and their tactics are now breaking out even among the sleepers.

I don’t know about you but I watched very little of the senate confirmation hearings. Mostly snippets posted on various substacks. I honestly don’t have that level of patience.

And besides, there are so many bare, naked lovelies to look at!

When I did listen to those confirmation snippets it felt… dead. Like I was witnessing the remains of hollowed out world that’s over but the ones who think they’re in charge, don’t know yet. Poor dears. Let’s hope the penny drops for them soon.

In the meantime we can enjoy all the hidden things busting out - outwardly and inwardly.

This is OUR time. It’s the time of the living. The time of the free.

If enough of us say so.

Make your choices, accordingly.

Thanks for reading. Your support is much appreciated. 💖

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