Becoming Quantum, Kryon

 

For the Shaman
For two years we have opened the door to quantum cellular shift and we started giving you information that is simply unbelievable. In your DNA there is the Akashic record. All of the lifetimes that you have lived on this planet are there. The Higher-Self has been the same soul energy in every lifetime. Therefore, you\’ve got a friend who participated in every one of them! Up to this point, all of this past life information has been stacked like the ice core [the linear pipe-shaped ice core that contains history as measured by scientists at the poles]. You\’ve got to look along the linear marks and see who you were, perhaps what the energies were and what happened. All of you assumed it was untouchable and in the past, just like looking at an old newspaper.

…If you can pull on your past life energy, you will find DNA that is pure and never had the problem you have now. How? Let me ask you this. Do you love anyone on the planet? If the answer is yes, then I ask you… how?

…Do you see what I’m saying? What is it you wish you could do? What are your blocks? What are the things that you think are you that can\’t be changed? In the Akash, there is also you, many of them. Why don’t you go there and replace the current you with the former you? That is mining the Akash. That’s a quantum Human Being, and it goes way beyond what you were told past life energies were for…

You lived all those lives. Think about that. It’s life experience; it’s wisdom, shaman. Now, go mine it. That’s what the quantum Human Being does. It creates mastery. Think about that.


Kryon of Magnetic Service
Sedona, Arizona, June 13, 2009

Mini Meditation: HOLY COW!

location, two day
a Hindu monastery
sacred cows give milk
fall in place singing
Krishna unravel me through
songs of devotion
time between dark & day
fresh milk flows from gentle cows
I cup the utter
when sun rises up
the breakfast bell rings of rice
& warm milk with spice
come afternoon sun
on my knees in the garden
to worship, light, love
sudden ruckus – WHOA!
Zebos in the new beds – no!
tricky mini cows
she eats tomatoes
hooves crush soil, run Brahma cow
monks will not be pleased!

Hog, Wild


Once upon a time,
There were three WWOOFers
On the farm.

They survived on very little (mostly beans & seaweed),
but camp was a warm place.

They attributed this to the gift, of bacon.

It came from the last generation to occupy those lands.

And from that legacy, the tradition sprouted and grew.
(The new WWOOFers gave it life!)
There, together, huddled in the profundity of the deep woods,
They shared their bacon: the holy grail.

Weeks passed.
Somehow, there was always bacon.
And so, then, there was always love & magic (or magic & love too).
Unfortunate universal reminder: this could never last.

One day, the bacon did, in fact, actually, run out.
No travelers came through with offerings of pork & riches,
It looked like the bacon was really finished.

The WWOOFers were sad.
In the dusky evening they climbed the watertower and
Called out their longing & devotion to the heavens!
The cries echoed through the forest and over the land.

What happened next,
They did not expect:
A reply to their impassioned plea!

Along came Phil,
From over the hill,
Missing his two front teeth!

I gotta pig. You
Can lend a hand to.
Come ’n learn, the magic of your food.

The WWOOFers were ecstatic,
They danced like a crazy batik.
Happy, skipping, tree sprites laughing all the while.

And then, my dear, I do believe,
The WWOOFers proceed & take their leave, to
Live Happily Ever After.
THE END

Phil, This one\’s for you. Thanks for the opportunity to experience bacon firsthand, and learn exactly whats where and how to for. You really are an inspiration. Plus, I needed justification for posting this:


Have some love and respect for where your food comes from!
BAM. I AM.

Climate Changes


When I left my home in Maryland to travel cross country,
I had no idea that I was on special assignment
To be a part of the United States delegation of youth
From the parallel universe of Annapolis, California!

[FYI:

Maryland’s capitol city of Annapolis is 38 degrees North 42’,
While California’s tiny town of Annapolis is 38 degrees North 59’!]


In a conference on climate change called Seal the Deal,
Youth from around the world met (via webcast)
To discuss and voice their demands for dealing with the climate,
and it\’s changes.

Despite our very special location of Annapolis,
The group was introduced as \”San Francisco\” for the webcast.
I think this is a funny point, since,
Rather than being from the big city several hours south,
We WWOOFers represented states from all over the country:
Nevada, Michigan, New Jersey,
Louisiana, Florida, California,
Maryland, Texas, & Colorado.
AND, we participated from the wild, coastal backwoods!
From off the grid! From atop our compost thrones!


The community that I came so many miles to be a part of
Models a lifestyle that honors the planet’s natural rhythms.
And so, from my perspective, we had a lot to share at this conference.

We discussed pro-actions for government, citizens and individuals.
The last segment explored personal commitments for climate change.
There was one promise that, I think, profoundly affected us all:
WWOOFer Charlie pledged, “No more snack packs!
I will not purchase individually wrapped candy!
I can cut the king size with a knife!”


I think most of us considered ourselves already committed (in one way or another… “The ocean is my mother!”). I feel like my pledge came naturally, through the experience. I drove my car only a handful of times; for 1 1/2 months I did not purchase gas. I also adopted a handkerchief: soft on my nose & saves paper (It\’S-NOT that big a deal!).


You don’t need to brush your teeth so frequently when you only eat fruits and vegetables. And, (special bonus) you don’t really need to wash your body as frequently then either because you don’t smell bad when your body is fueled with what it naturally runs on. You just smell, like you! And that’s okay in the middle of the woods.


Finally (and probably most important of all), the stuff your body doesn’t use (yeah, that shit) IS A RESOURCE, not waste! Our excrement is a rich source of nutrients that (given a year or two composting) the garden will THRIVE on! (What kind of a dingle berry craps in its water supply, anyway?) Just think of all the times it avoids flushing a toilet.


During my stay I took four showers, one moon bath and a river dip.
Basically, my carbon footprint all but DRIED up!
The biggest thing I’ve become conscious of is that
What heals the earth, heals the heart.

My soul feels good, clean, natural, real!
I must be doing something right!
Love & Light