By Steve Beckow, January 25, 2022
(Golden Age of Gaia)
I’m still amazed at various aspects of the experience of peace I’ve just had. And am still in to a certain extent.
You recall that I was standing at my desk and noticed that I was standing funny.
And when I looked I saw that I was standing absolutely flat-footed, almost glued to the ground.
And when I looked at what might be the cause, I noticed that my mind was still. The two seemed related.
But what was more amazing was that I was, for the third time, launched into a higher-level (I don’t know whether it was Fifth Dimensional or simply a higher Fourth) experience of peace.
It felt absolutely wonderful and I found myself saying, “I want this.” At that moment, I saw the value of peace and *** changed my vote *** from a “yes” to being pretty aggressive to a “yes” to being a person of peace.
I was in the shower this morning, a week later, and I’m still standing firmly, with not a tremor or flinch. At the same time, I have no issues going on with me, no worries, nothing to cause constant movement in the mind.
I do have concerns about what other people may think about this or that. But no issues arising from me.
I feel like a Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court. I don’t know if I should be doing something with this space, luxuriating in it, or what.
For as long as this experience lasts, I’m not driven by the clock, not rushing to please.
I feel it expanding now. It’s like peace is settling over everything.
***
What a relief to be without worry, for however long it lasts.
It seems to be precisely in line with the Divine Mother’s intentions:
“That is how I have shifted the energy and the purpose of this Covid-19 pandemic, so that all of you would stop and remember that you are Angels-in-form, experiencing and expressing love.” (1)
I breathe in and know full well that my chest is confined within leftover bands of muscular tension. Before I’d have considered it to be “me,” but now I see them as artifacts of my attitudes and behavior.
I’m now using my breathing to push against my holding patterns from the inside out, to cause more release.
I don’t need to be a man of steel any longer. I don’t need to be Superman. I don’t need to be anything.
But I do need to be at peace.
Footnotes
(1) “The Mother’s Clarion Call to All of Humanity!” April 21, 2020, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/?p=309417.