Whoa! These incoming light energies! These experiences of ascending into unity consciousness!
We have become super/supra-consciousness - beyond mental constructs of what the interconnection of all energies means to our beingness. We have yet to understand how it plays out.
It doesn't matter. In the meantime, as if by magic, we have by-passed the mind - our collective mind - and we have become like light sustenance for one another.
We are a surrender. We are a redemptive and surrendered evolution. We are beyond human. Now.
To a conception of what it now means to be beyond human.
The dream where I was a version of myself who could not perceive myself to be.
I was able to be supraunity-conscious, rather than self-conscious.
I was not, as a self, conscious of who I was. I was part of a larger knowing.
I was lucid as if I was playing a game. My free spirit was free.
I was unlike any other energy that surrounded me. I felt supported in my eccentricities, loved, able to do as I pleased, celebrated for my uniqueness, and my quirky, 'off-beat' ways.
Nobody stared at me or made me feel different in any way. It felt like how it does in my imagination. I was free to create; no such thing as a mistake.
It felt like I was in love.
I remember I was skipping down a hallway, like in high school, lockers lined the walls, and students milled about and went along their way, and I was this pure, unrestrained joy, dancing or flying or weaving in and out of myself as an expression of light energy.
I am a version of myself who can not perceive myself to be.
I am supraunity-conscious, rather than self-conscious.
I am not, as a self, conscious of who I am. I am part of a larger knowing.
I am lucid as if I am playing a game. My free spirit is free.
I am unlike any other energy that surrounds me. I feel supported in my eccentricities, loved, able to do as I please, celebrated for my uniqueness, and my quirky, 'off-beat' ways.
Nobody stares at me or makes me feel different in any way. It feels like how it does in my imagination. I am free to create; no such thing as a mistake.
I am love.
Skipping down a hallway, like in high school, lockers line the walls, and students mill about and go along their way, and I am pure, unrestrained joy, dancing or flying or weaving in and out of myself as an expression of light energy.
When I write something down the original feeling is lost and I often feel like the words I am left with look like the victory of being a human who is lost lonely bereft and forlorn and still I am looking I can't take my eyes away.
When I first heard the word - ascension - I was so happy and comforted. My human-ness could make sense of what I was experiencing. What I was going through had a name, a label. Other people agreed. Other people were experiencing similar experiences.
There is a new vibration of this thing of ascension. The energies are changing. I am changing. There are no agreed upon labels or names. No one can be called or identified. Nothing can repeat like it once did.
It feels somewhat like chaos, maybe. Although, my mind still organizes through intention. The resonance, the understanding, is not a word or a concept, it felt as a sound of light.
I am a sound of light.
I have accepted the truth of oneness. I am one. I am creating oneness with others who are creating oneness. We don’t know each other but we know. Energetic pathways of connection. I am light for our togetherness. I am light for our free will. What happens to another also happens to me. Our eternal gift to each other is inherent recognition. I receive infinite support. I am beyond need. Within love and forgiveness and form. This is all. I am free.