Rock To Sleep — In A Lullaby Of Being

Trust that you are the creator of your being and its multidimensional realities.

Uluru at dawn, August 17, 2022. Taken from Kata Tjuta. They combine as the Earth’s Solar Plexus Chakra. In this photo moment I was captivated by the dimensions of Sun, Moon and Uluru.

Rock to sleep — In a lullaby of being

For the third Tuesday running, I have woken in the wee hours with a drop-in, a one-liner, from John. It’s akin to when one wakes in a lucid state — I knew I was with him.

Heeding the call of my bladder, I slung back the cover and in a rocking motion went from horizontal to vertical in one movement. Rock to sleep, dropped in before my feet padded onto the floorboards. What?, I said, as if he needs to hear the thought — In a lullaby of being, he finished. I could feel him laughing, scoring my degree of difficulty for the exit and landing. I sleep on his side now. If I tried that exit from the other side of the bed, the window would probably have rewarded me with a couple of black eyes at best.

He always loved a quirky and often cryptic one-liner. This week’s qualifier — trust.

Unlike the previous two weeks, no poem flowed that evening. I got a clarifying reiteration of trust and nudged to look at my notes. I have a compact notebook where I write approximately 100 words each morning. I limit it to one page, jotting the musings of what drop-ins linger in the morning’s waking moments. Listening to the pre-dawn helps keep the sleep-time portals open before the brain starts its day-time filtering regime.

The morning transition from one dream-state-reality to another.

These daily notes have been routine since October 2023. I also keep a diary where I note expressions of love and gratitude for the synchronicity of signs I receive from John. These began in 2019, in the months after he died. The only other habitual form of writing during this time was our poetry — until my soiree into Substack 7 months ago.

So, I went to where I was led — to note-book one — the beginning of recording my daily snapshots. Wednesday was spent skimming and scanning the last 3 months of 2023. The pickings I took from those notes imagined themselves and took root into what emerged structurally as a poem —  before I realised I was writing one.

Somewhat surprised as to what snippets of guidance can spill onto the daily note-book pages, I was as equally bemused with some of the mundane shit hijacking them. I can see the clear delineation; when my soul speaks from its place in the Divine, to where extraneous thought has already infiltrated my ego with the what-if smears of doubt. And it was in this notice that bore the poem and the context for this post.

This is not imparted as thoughts in so much as a sensing of words and phrases. Guidance received in presence requires an absence of expectation. Presence is an indication that the collective  — all of you — is speaking. I listen through feeling their energetic-signatures; their presence of being. In our human form our bodies are first responders to presence — our intuition.

Trust that you are the creator of your being and its multidimensional realities. We can be simultaneously present in all of the dream-state realities we imagine to create.

John was nudging me —  trust the messages to free all your states of be-ing. In a previous post, A Gentle Prick With A Sword Wrought With Love, there was suggestion that our filtered human memory is by design:

Each soul has its unique energetic-signature which creates simultaneous experiences, in many dimensions and realms. We are not privy to the immensity of this in our human aspect ...

And I am certainly not privy to much more than accepting, with a feeling-knowing, that this is the case. Through meditative states, my soul has disclosed random glimpses of other realities. These include past-lives, lucid-dreaming, angelic visitations, ancestral reunions and astral travel. I trust and accept that whatever guidance I remember is for the benefit of my human-being.

Recurrent are the drop-in messages and confirming physical phenomena received from John and whom I affectionately, tongue-in-cheek-ingly refer to as, Team Simone! These present in dream-state meditation, dream-state sleep and in living the dream-state day to day. And how grateful I am for these gifts.

We do not necessarily need to see it all to know it, we intuit it. We can be shown what a phenomena is without needing to be in it. When you feel a knowing you understand it surpasses explanation.

The glimpses our soul and their team offer contribute to the continuing momentum of humanity’s evolution through offering us the opportunity for our own awakening — utterances of love guiding our human point of need.

Remember, we are awoken from within. It is our soul’s beckoning, soothing its aspect of human-self. A call to faith; to trust in universal wisdom.

Each of our multidimensional realities are valid dream-like-states of awareness of being. Our souls seek these experiences for our individual contribution to the collective expansion of One; our awakening to the truth of what we are — an aspect of an eternally expanding Source energy — a soul whose constant state of flow is the universal frequency and vibration of unconditional love.

Hence, we are self-seeding multiple aspects of self. Of our soul’s choosing, we are willingly strewn across the timeless expanding spaciousness of the Universe — in being.

Therefore, one reality is not more or less illusionary than the other. In our human reality, ego serves to assist us as an emotional reminder to choose differently and shift perspective from fear to love. This is the goal of the earth bound comparison and contrast paradox; the free-will to choose unification for all of the Earth’s sentient beings.

Understanding this — is free of conceptualisation; it is a knowing acceptance.

However, there are no mistakes in Universal design; the complication is that managing our emotions through conceptualisation is necessary for humanity’s evolution. Mainstream has conditioned us to mistrust our intuitive knowing in such phenomena; to explain away that which cannot be tangibly located in human thought. This is dangerous territory for the ego. A resistance to truth sparks the primal fears associated with physical survival. On an emotional-thought level, distrust breeds contempt.

The consequential human delusion of separation — otherness — is further fuelled by the doctrine that this one life on Earth is all that exists. Ensuing chaos and violence is indicative that we  — the collective — remain stooped in choosing to adhere to the complacency of familiarity — and external control.

These are the necessary catalysts for our individual and collective awakening. To quote Rumi:

If everything around you seems dark, look again, you may be the light.

The overriding confirmation from the team is to know that we are both Divine and Human. To trust in our greater purpose as a collaboration of souls aspiring to unify humanity. That faith in and of itself is a blessing which bequests gratitude. We harness Divine wisdom and influence when we walk with grace in our human form. This is remembrance to choose love; with our own ego and with others.

Once you willingly let-go of resistance and expectation of — trust — the Universe will respond in turn and offer vibrational access to portals. A trusting energy emits a vibration of readiness to receive and this is how synchronicities manifest. The Universe speaks to us in the language of vibrational frequencies.

This is how we experience abundance; surrender to Divine purpose — in trusting your soul — your expansive self. Ultimately, this is trusting Universal Consciousness.

With love and gratitude, my learning continues.

John and team, thank you for the guidance. I love you.

And so it is.

The Wonder of Wyrd And Whimsical Wisdom

Rock to sleep

your lullaby of

being.

Surrender to the

whimsical

creative realms

of your imagination.

Be awake to

the wokeness

in slumber.

Think not to let

the limitation of

your story

sever opportunity.

A habit of mind

over body

will attest to a struggle

with love

through an externalised

projection of an inward

sense of lack.

An illusion of walking the

day to day reality denies

the freedom to choose

the gift of

the Universe.

Let us just fly away

and release the folly

to think that what is real

is all we can see.

Float with me

in the vibrational currency

of the stars

and vantablack galaxies

of multiverses.

Accept your lover’s hand

that reaches to caress you

in the night

as you would the

unseen flutter of a breeze.

Become a pleasure seeker

for your soul so that she

may release you and

serve others.

There are no rules

only guidance in the

freedom to play.