What is Ascension?

As this blog is a random collection of my A-Z experiences on my path of Ascension, I should probably explain what I mean by 'Ascension' .

Initially we can begin by saying that Ascending is rising, graduating, moving higher. It is referenced 40 days after Easter that Jesus Ascended into heaven. It is both an individual and a collective evolutionary process. It is a state of honing, refining, and advancing. It is more than a Spiritual progression, as it affects dimensions, perception, DNA, and the shared experiences of humankind, and all living, material, and elemental aspects of life in and out of time and space. Life is filled with choice and the choices we make will help to create the course of reality as we experience it. There are no wrong choices though the ease, speed, and enjoyment of our journey may depend on the choices we make.

The first important choice on the path of ascension is to choose to Ascend; to rise beyond the limitations and boundaries of the 3D world most people seem to accept as reality, and follow the path of 'right action'. You can learn a lot on the spiritual path by ignoring your inner guidance, following your ego and making bad choices, or by going along with the crowd without making decisions either way. I have done a lot of descending in my time. Hell is a place I no longer plan to visit. I have explored my dark side. Pain is a great teacher, and you can learn a great deal from mistakes.

The Ascension process really comes into affect once you make a deliberate decision to reach this Higher level of consciousness. It is a Life commitment. It isn't an easy process by any means, as this blog will explore -but it is the drive to return to paradise, our Universal home, to the conditions of Bliss and Oneness, that drive us ever onward in our quest for joy, peace, freedom and liberation. Fortunately, this attainment is within our grasp, right here, right now. And once you get a taste of it, you won't want to look back.

Here are a few articles on Ascension:
http://www.meditationcenter.com/ascend/index.html

http://freespace.virgin.net/ascension2000.web/arts/ascension.htm

http://www.nibiruancouncil.com/html/whatisascensionarticle.html

Ixtab Ghost

I am an Archetypal soul. I have spent many lifetimes all over the globe, but my life among the Mayans was a pivotal point on the tapestry for me. My twin flame, my partnered soul, from the point of creation was with me for the first time in I don't know how many lifetimes. We were born together as twins. I couldn't have been happier. Our birth date however meant we were chosen for sacrifice to the Gods. A blessing. Twin children. I was terrified and traumatised despite knowing that our offering would assure us eternal life and favour amongst the Gods. I didn't want to leave my twin again so soon. As we knelt together atop the temple with our wrists bound behind our backs, I looked over to my sister and before I knew, the jungle had gone. The pile of insect swarmed corpses and bones at the foot of the temple had vanished. I don't know if they threw our bodies in a cenote or into the jungle for the jaguars. All I know is that for the first time in my Life I realised my soul was eternal, though my body was not.

Ixtab, (the goddess of suicides, sacrifices, slain warriors, priests and mothers who died in childbirth), may well have escorted my soul to Paradise. I couldn't say. Many lifetimes spent dying and being reborn with birth-induced amnesia takes it's toll on the memory. I only seem to remember sudden or violent deaths and wee snippets of past lifetimes. Knowing my inconsistent memory over the course of my current lifetime, this is hardly surprising. Everything is stored on the Akashic record and only the ability to retrieve the memories is needed. I am not vexed. I've been around too long to worry about such things. Everything appears as you need it. I have a dedicated team of angels who help me muddle through. All appreciation goes to my unseen support network. You must never forget to thank your angels, sometimes they're all you've got.

The next time I remember seeing my twin flame was between lifetimes. We made ambitious plans to meet up and even marry in our next life. We planned to work together with the source of our divinity in preparation of a new world unfolding. Something like that anyway. It was over 50 years ago. I recall even making career choices at the time. I was going to be a teacher and she was going to be an actress. By now we had learned the importance of using mnemonic triggers to help rouse ourselves from the 'clean slate' state that birth imposes. Numbers are hardwired and sacred geometrical symbols and pictures also etch themselves well onto the long, long term memory. e.g. Birth dates, number sequences, 11:11, 777, 33, etc. as well as niggles from our angels and the initial 'coincidences' which lead to synchronicity. It may be that the origins for cave paintings and hieroglyphs were to leave reminders and clues for our future selves so we could pick up where we left off on our evolutionary paths.

Despite my good intentions, my plans went awry when 6 years into my incarnation I died in a car accident in the highlands. I did my best to be reborn as soon as I could. I ended up being born as a female in North America two years later. My memory had been deeply clouded from the experience and it wasn't until I was 17 that circumstances kick-started my Awakening.. I awoke the dormant Shaman within and set out on a mission to retrieve my soul ...

Divine Design

It's easy in these troubled days to become disillusioned and see the world from a 'glass is half empty' point of view, especially if you feel misrepresented, misunderstood, unheard, and alone. The world can seem harsh, cruel, unjust, and out of line with the angelic innocence we are born into the world with.

What we learn from birth is to obey, to conform to a world designed by others long before we were ever conceived. Roles must be adhered to based on birth location, gender, finances, family values, religious beliefs, cultural inheritances, etc. Basically we are born with more baggage than we could ever possibly need to survive. You arrive in the world fresh, naked, wingless, naive, in the trust of angels and at the mercy of the externals. You are swaddled in expectations and subject to criticism and judgments based on your appearance, abilities, behaviour, and personality.

It all seems so unfair...

Some people will dislike you before you speak. Others will dislike you after you speak. Some people will like you, but never tell you. Some people will love you- then hate you. Others will start out hating you, but grow to love you. Some people will always love you, even if you don't know about it. Unless you are invisible, you will be judged, without fair trial or representation, and people will hold feelings and opinions about you. It's unavoidable. What IS avoidable is how we respond to this treatment. You can waste lots of your time trying to 'make friends and influence people', or you can get a life, be true to yourself, and get on with it.

Things are how they are. There is a reason even if we can't see it. When you have nothing to lose, everything is possible.

Good and bad, black and white, right and wrong, we all have our differences. In our attempts to define ourselves and forge an identity, we divide ourselves into 'those that are like ourselves' and 'those who are not'. Fundamentally however, we are One, connected at the Source of All being. It is an illusion that we are separate, and superior or inferior to one another.

E=MC2. We are full of energy, even when we say we're drained of it. We are matter, and we DO matter. We are charged and we affect each other, positively or negatively like protons and neutrons. We cause a reaction whether we act or we fail to act. We are both alone and interdependant. We are the ones who make it fair for ourselves and each other. We are each like a piece of a huge jigsaw puzzle. Whatever size, shape, colour or interlocking edges we have, we are all essential to complete the big picture.

With this in mind, we must make our piece. We are all powerful in this process. Every time I pick myself up off the floor I am stronger for knowing how I got there.

There is a sacred balance which is hard to see from the bottom of the glass. I don't see the glass as half empty. As a matter of fact I don't look at the glass at all anymore. I drink straight from the fountain, the elixir of life. I am my own creator and belong in the picture no matter what background I find myself against. As Ram Dass once said, “It is important to expect nothing, to take every experience, including the negative ones, as merely steps on the path, and to proceed.”

So on we go...

Evolution Revolution

Every once in a blue moon I like to reflect over my life history to date and chart the milestones so I can give myself either a well deserved pat on the back, or some well meaning advice or lifestyle coaching.

It seems like a whole new world has emerged since I started my journey on this earth forty years or so ago. Back then life seemed slower. Not just because I had the impatience of a child, but because day to day living seemed simpler. There weren't so many high tech gadgets distracting us for a start. A permanent job could last for decades. No one used the word 'stressed' as a mood. Families didn't move around so often. People didn't jet off around the world so regularly. You kept in touch with people by the home telephone, a chunky dialler that took 5 minutes to dial a number, or you used the call box on the corner, or you posted a letter and waited weeks for a reply. There were no mobile phones, internet, blue tooth, wap, web cams, email, sms, mms, video phones, video anything! We might just as well send smoke signals up over the mountain tops by waving an old blanket over an open log fire when we wanted to send a message. We thought walkie talkies were amazing when we were kids, though you couldn't really hear each other over the static and you had to be within 10ft of each other to pick up a signal. Tin cans on strings were only slightly better. The transister radio was magical. Followed by Atari tennis, blip, blip, a real revolution. I was a teenager by the time they came out with the Commadore 64.. but we knew then that the world was speeding up. We were advancing toward a whole new world of possibilities. We were pioneers of the modern world. Revolutionising the way people would communicate, work, play games and interact with each other in future generations to come.

Do I pat myself on the back just for being old enough to see the changes that technology has brought us? No, I don't think so. Perhaps I can pat myself on the back instead for keeping up with the changes and managing to remain a misfit on the cutting edge of haute couture, completely kittted out with the latest techno gadgets and funky gizmos. Yes, I am a modern woman with her finger on the pulse. What more could anyone ask for? A fair, caring, world filled with love and compassion, forgiveness, acceptance and equality? Yes, maybe I could also ask for that...