The Great Cleansing 2020

Moving Over 1000 Miles in the Days of Covid-19

I haven’t posted in a good while, since late April in fact, and really haven’t had the Time to devote to this Blog and Website at all. This year has been a Roller Coaster Ride indeed. Whether considered from a Spiritual stance, a Practical one, or just in view of the downright Chaotic background (and sometimes foreground) we’ve lived Life to in 2020.

I began the year on an optimistic note, already knowing that it would be the one in which we would finally go Home. No, nothing as Dramatic as returning to the Stars from which we hail, but going back to the place on Earth where my Heart tells me I belong in this, my final and most important sojourn into manifest incarnation. Having returned to this magical place, a tiny town on the edge of a high desert in West Texas, I feel that I, at least, have come full circle. We (myself, my partner of many years and two children, now adults) came here in 1997 to do a Job.

We were —are —Forerunners. This was what he and I were told by our respective guides and teachers upon Awakening to Ascension Process in the 1980s. During the intense and extremely busy and trying decade of the 1990s, we were simultaneously pushed through a number of initiatory experiences, educated and required to learn a great deal about all sorts of energy work, and very quickly. By the time we were sent to West Texas in the latter half of the decade, we were old hands at energetic work of many different kinds. The early Lightworkers seldom specialized as many do these days. We were spread too thin, and the demands of the Path caused no small number to fall by the wayside. This is not a condemnation of those by any means. The work was brutally difficult, and there was always more to be done, than there were bodies to do it through.

We arrived in this desert fastness then with high hopes, and that unquenchable optimism that was often all that carried us through. We were Pattern Makers, creating templates and preparing the way for the mass Awakenings that would come during the next two decades. Building on our mistakes, changing tack when a challenge proved too difficult or, at times, impossible, to surmount, we undertook whatever tasks the Great Goddess set us. Books could be written on the work we did, but here I will only say that while we did create many of the patterns for Ascension that are the models being used now, we were not as successful in creating a Home for our own group of Lightworkers as might have been wished by the Goddess and the Masters. Often we operated on marginal probabilities and nothing more than slim hope. And always, we were forced to engage with those Beings who would oppose Ascension and the work we were doing.

In the present tense, I see that this Opposition has been labeled Evil, has been made into the Enemy to be done battle with, rather than as a Life out of Balance, in need of Healing.. I don’t suppose there was any way this could be avoided. However, we were and are here to Heal, not accuse, fight or revile. Our Battles are fought with the Sword of Truth and tempered with the Love of the Goddess and the Mercy of God. We are here to help repair the damage done by a War in Heaven that split a Universe, not to be part of maintaining it. We are here to Assist Earth/Gaia and those who would call Her Home to Rise.

Full Circle

And so after years of struggle, and a decade during which All-That-Is, the Great Source that we serve sent us to Sleep, to recover from the many energetic wounds we sustained in our service, we ReAwakened last fall. Though we continued to serve during those lost years as Healers and Guardians, it was without access to our full Awareness or Consciousness. The Totality of what we had lived without during those years was overwhelming, and the vast changes in the Spiritual Community and the progression of Ascension Process hard to fathom.

We hit the ground running though, and have spent the past nine months completing the Patterns we put into place over two decades ago, building new energetic gestalts, and shifting the underpinnings of the Planetary Energy Body into the proper configuration for the current Situation.. Along the way, I was told it was Time to come Home, to return to the physical location of our most ambitious Etheric construct, and bring it into Manifestation. I have my own Hobbit’s Tale now. There and Back again. What a splendid adventure!

However, only the cooperation of Spirit/Source and the assistance of many Masters got us through the process of accomplishing this relocation during one of the most tumultuous periods in recent History. The four of us, along with two cats and all of the remaining (after selling off much of it along with our house in Florida) Earthly goods we required to set up house, and soon, hopefully, a business on this end of the journey. Accomplishing anything in the Days of Covid-19 seems to be frought with complication, and our actual relocation took place during the riots that erupted after the death of George Floyd.

Most of this I only knew because we turned on the News in our hotel room on the first night of our journey. I had inklings, garnered from Facebook and Social Media, but in the crushing lack of routine and last minute preparations immediately before the move, I had paid little attention. I quit watching or reading what passes as News these days quite some time back. If something catches my attention, or is brought to it by Guidance, I do research, but mostly just recognize that we live in times of extreme turbulence and chaos. To give any of this undue attention would only interfere with my Work.

Crossing the Parallel Lines

On my various trips back and forth between Texas and North Carolina, or Texas and Florida, I have observed that there is an invisible line that runs through the state, at least the parts of it I have visited or driven through thus far. On one side, it is the Mundane, that rushed, chaotic, overcrowded, driven and hurried World most live in these days. At some point on the very long trip across Texas, you suddenly find yourself in what feels like another world, and finally able to breathe more deeply. The traffic falls off, towns become scattered and back from the highway, the landscape grows wilder and more magnificent, and the air becomes more arid and simultaneously Magical.

I had not really thought of it in the terms used by Carlos Castaneda in his books describing the teachings of the Yaqui Seer Don Juan Matus, but the feeling or Mood of the trip through Texas certainly applies. You cross a line, west of San Antonio on one route, Austin another, and Fort Worth in the North. There are very distinctly two Texas’ in my mind, or Texas and Tejas— one part of the ordinary world, contemporary and very rushed while the other is timeless and extra-ordinary in every way And this trip across Texas, seeing the experience through the eyes of my two adult children who were still very young on previous trips, only enhanced this idea. My Son was entranced by the contrast, and told me he felt as though he were coming Home, even through the hasn’t been to West Texas in more than twenty years.

Arriving back in this small town was very much the completion of a Circle, or Cycle. In fact,we came very close to buying a house right next door to the one we occupied two decades earlier. Like our first time arriving here, our house was not yet ready for occupancy, so we spent two weeks in temporary lodgings, getting reacquainted and reoriented within the area. Covid-19 regulations were in a lull. Most places were open and only a few people wore masks. (That came to an abrupt end just a few weeks into our residency. We are now wearing masks in all public places, and many recreational facilities and some businesses remain closed,) My partner and I managed to open new Bank accounts here before the lobby closed. However, the younger members of our household had to do their bank accounts over the phone and using the Drive-Through windows.

On the whole, as is true with nearly everything these days, getting settled into a new locale has been made very much more complicated by Covid-19. As I write this, the experience continues to present challenges. Apparently, the disruption accompanying the movement of goods and obtaining services in a timely manner will continue as the summer progresses. A lot of time is spent trying to get things done that in less stressful times would have been relatively easy. We have furniture and goods on order for the house, and wait every week for the updates on what actually has arrived. We are just past July 4th weekend as I write this, and like many places, much of the usual celebration was cancelled here. Life feels constrained somehow, though here at the edges of the desert most of it seems more distant, less immediate, but still very evident. Despite the circumstances of our return, or perhaps more so because of them, we are glad to be Home.

desert poppies
Desert Poppies

What the World Needs Now

We all know what the world needs always, and that is more Love. It is a four letter word that doesn’t hurt the ears or connote negativity just by its utterance. Unfortunately, the way many people use it, it does. Love though, brought as Light into the Darkness is the Healing Salve for this weary wounded planet we—human, starseed, daevic, elemental and angelic alike—inhabit at present. And it is needed desperately in these troubled and tumultuous times.

As the year 2020’s surprises continue to unfold, many may wonder just what this all signifies. For many others, it is all too evident. Lightworkers are finding themselves pushed, and pulled, past their limits in these trying days. Like us, many are finding themselves uprooted, moved by their guidance or inner knowing to different places on the Physical Earth. Many are called to service who previously were uncertain of the roles they would play. And Play they will, for all the World truly is a stage right now, and we are all the Players.

Again, I would say this is only the beginning. There is much more to come. Though some cry to the rooftops that some fortunate We are ready to move into New Earth, to live in a paradise where none must toil or do without, the fact is the New Earth/Gaia is not ready for them. They are not wanted there until they can show that they have learned to be Stewards rather than Despoilers, until there is no doubt that these ones are those who would continue to work and sacrifice, leaving No One Behind unless at last resort, at All-That-Is’ bidding. Take a hard look around. This is not the World you live in. The guidance calls this Cleansing. I call it the Tribulation at the end of All Things. Heaven is not something given. It is Earned.

My own guidance, the connection to Higher Self that keeps me on my Path, calls these times the Great Cleansing. This particular appellation was chosen because of the continuing polarities, the divisiveness and separation that mark this Now with more dissension and disagreement perhaps than at any time in History. It is Ethnic and Racial, and it is Religious and Spiritual, and it is Sexual, and it is Political, and it is Scientific and Technological. A great tangle, a gigantic web of lies, untruths, half-truths and unrealized probabilities looms just before you. This is part and parcel of the Hopi’s Purification, of the Christian Armageddon, the Jewish Apocalypse, the Islamic Hour, the StarSeed’s Great Awakening… All Roads lead to the same Place in Tme, in Space, in Destiny and Fate. It is the Motherload of All Nexus’, an intersection of probability lines involving billions of Lifestreams (Beings, People, Animals, Birds, Insects and what have you) and it is Occuring Now. Covid-19 is just a Waystation along the Road, a place you have stopped briefly while some critical balance and preparation is done. You are only at the beginnings of this critical juncture in what remains of Time. It will seem as these dramas unfold that they are targeting certain groups, whether species or ethnicities, and this is true. This has happened with fires last year in the Arctic Circle, in the Amazon, and more recently in Australia. Additionally drought, storms, volcanoes and earthquakes have impacted much of the restless Earth. This year has brought pestilence and plague. A virus sweeps around the planet while record heat and fires begin another cycle. Many of our animal friends have already either Ascended with the Mother Earth or returned Home if not native to this Planet, and so have left what appeared as physical incarnations among us. Many more will soon follow. A great number of the Starseed Collective have completed their work over the last six months or so and also taken their leave of Earth. However, in most cases, they leave a bewildered Human behind in the midst of Ascension process.

Back to Work/What Lies Ahead

Having settled back into our Home in West Texas, we are already deep into the crucial energy work that is being required here, and in thousands of other seemingly out of the way places around the planet. Homes are being prepared for those who survive this maelstrom brewing in the worlds, and who are True to their own Hearts and Divine Purposes. There is no Time to spare.

The Signs are everywhere these days, though there are still many who refuse to see. However, with so many Signs, it grows increasingly difficult to See the Sights along the Road. And these must not be missed, for they include dis-ease, dis-quiet and despair, hunger and poverty, death and destruction. They also include Hope and Truth and Love and Light. Each Human, from the certainty of his/her own treasured Free Will, Sees what they choose to include in their own version of Reality.

All we can do is present them with Alternatives. For those stalwart enough, with Heart enough, the Road leads Straight to Bensalem, and from there, either Home to the Stars or on into The New Earth. For others, it is to Perdition they must go. That, we fear, is the World being prepared for them by that Other Side, that which I called the Opposition, but that others are labeling Enemy and Evil. It is only the other side though, as long as it Chooses to and is allowed to Be. And that World being readied for those ones who choose hate and fear over love and light is just a new Classroom. Another venue for clearing and ascension by those who should be weary of these endless rounds of earthbound existence, but instead, insist on running the hamster wheel for another Age.

Since I am no longer allowed to intercede directly for or on the behalf of the many who are caught in this Cleansing, I wonder sometimes what is the purpose of Seeing so many of these lies and untruths that continue to fuel the separation and discord that marks so much of human interaction in these latter days— and not doing anything about it. Well, that is the rub, is it not? There is not much to be done when any statements I make on Social Media or elsewhere are almost certain to incite more of the very dissonance I would ideally see reconciled. In a world with an unprecedented number of open Hearts, it is unfortunately true also that we are hard pressed to find many open Minds. The advice I receive is invariably to continue to let them disagree, to bicker, argue and fight amongst themselves. They are providing triggers for one another, pushing the envelope where clearing and reconciling the probable pasts is concerned.

So, I keep most of the things I know and think to myself, and write another one of these Blog posts when it is required of me. I am told that when it is time to step in, where a point can be made that will assist at least some of them, I will Know and do what is required. Most of what I do tell others falls on deaf ears outside a very tight circle. I am passing beyond the possibility of making gratuitous gestures, so perhaps it is true as I have been told that when I do comment or make an observation, it hits its mark. Whether I See results or not is immaterial. If I make a single person think, if something I say results in some revelation or another, this is good. And this is why, despite my conflicting feelings about Facebook and some other platforms, I continue to Watch, to take the pulse of an alien world by what they choose to publish.

All that I can really say about this Nexus the Worlds are hung in, this Great Cleansing, is This is Big! While I have been somewhat overwhelmed by many of the assignments I’ve taken on in the probable pasts on this planet, it turns out that those were only the overture for the Main Show. I, and those I work closest with, have left those Old Earth venues behind, and need only observe activities in the 3rd and 4th dimensional constructs for the most part because now there are bigger Fish to Fry. This is what we were sent here for, what has gotten us through all of the rest, spanning dozens of lifetimes and countless possibilities and probabilities. Like sifting through a haystack, we have been rewarded finally by not only finding the Needle, but also learning to spin straw into Gold.

In our Etheric-becoming-Astral Construct, Bensalem, we have brought all the Stories, the myths, legends and tales that form the archetypal patterns of human life and experience on this planet together in a vast Educational Matrix that not only encourages but requires Ascension. In New Earth, we will bring all the quests, all journeys and challenges to Magical and Mystical Climax. Think about this and maybe submit an application. We require teachers, healers, energy and grid workers, and light-bearers of all sorts to keep Bensalem running as it continues to expand, becoming accessible in Awareness to millions of Ascending Lifestreams around the Earth.

As is often the case, this post has meandered, going where it wanted to rather than where I thought it might. That is fine. All is Perfection. As I get settled, hopefully I will find more time to devote to this Website. If it is what is required, I most certainly will.

Stay tuned…

   Rise in 2020

Greeting A New Year—

A New Decade

Rise in 2020

Twenty-Twenty! Rolls off of the tongue more easily than twenty-eighteen or twenty-nineteen, but what is significant about it really? Since I can only speak from my own experience and observation, I do not know how You are perceiving the linear chronology we refer to as Time these days. All I can say is that the most recent cycle of It, from my perspective, began crumbling in early October. Master Merlin would say that we are “Rolling up the Rugs we walked in on.”

At this juncture, I am learning to navigate in a New fashion, using the Earth’s innate cycles as signposts for this unfoldment which is life. Day and night, light and dark, the moon’s phases and the rolling out of this season of sleep and death—winter—are becoming my landmarks. True, there are clocks everywhere; on my phone and computer, the wall and the bedside table. But Time does strange things. Sometimes it stretches and curves, and at others disappears in my rear-view mirror as if it never were. I can’t depend on it any longer, and that’s Okay. I strove for a long Time to discover the Eternal Now. Perhaps I have even found it once or twice along the way. I am still very much in the process of recovering those lost memories I spoke of in a recent(?) post.

Of course, though I feel myself to have largely left behind the phenomenal world, we are a culture that lives by the calendar as well. Since this is the case, I have to remain mindful of the outer world’s schedule even while I live within a different and not very complimentary framework. And the part of me that takes note wonders how another decade can be ending and a new one beginning. By the reckoning of these calendars, I began this journey, this Spiritual/Transcendent Path in 1987. So, I have to believe that in the Objective Sphere thirty-three years have elapsed, while subjectively I can’t even say if any of those years were yesterday or fragments of a Dream. This state speaks to the success of my clearing/recapitulation. There is little left to cling to any longer, and I am in the process of ruthlessly rooting out all that is left and requalifying it to return to the Goddess.

It is New Year’s Eve as I type this post. I picked up one of my awesome Granddaughters a little while ago to spend the day with us. She asked me if I was making a New Year’s Resolution, and I allowed as to how I don’t usually, other than as an Intention to live the next year Better—as a better version of myself, as a kinder, more aware and conscious being. Nothing much really. However, I think I just may be shooting a little higher this year, making a Resolution that I am asking all other Lightworkers and our Mother Planet, Gaia, to join in. I want for all of us in 2020 to Rise.


This, apparently and I think aptly, will be my Word for 2020. Since I began to Wake (back) Up a few months ago, I resumed an old custom of attuning to Spirit/Source that I call My Notes From God and Goddess. My first experience with channeling many years ago was through automatic writing, and it has always been my favorite means of attunement to these energies.

Yesterday morning, when I did my Notes, they shared the following with me—


It is a fine word, a wonderful simile for the Ascension Process which is the Reason for all of our Seasons.

Rise, like the Sun/Son is doing even Now.

Rise to meet Yourselves on the Road to Damascus and in the Halls of the King.

Rise to the Occasion.

Rise to Show the Light of Your Love to All-That-Is.

December 30, 2019

My Heart did and does thrill to these words. How apt for New Year/New Decade. Each and every Being in this World is being called upon to Ascend, whether they have admitted it Consciously yet or not. And what is Ascension but To Rise— to rise above limitation, separation and fear—to become the Awareness of God in Creation.


As the year turns, I promise to at least attempt to take up where I left off on developing this website earlier in the year (2019). I can’t promise any particular regularity, because I can’t Foresee the calls and needs of Spirit in this Probable Future, but I will expand it, just as I am expanding just Now. And I will continue the Story thread I began at Spirit’s behest.

Additionally, I have already begun and will soon publish a Glossary of the Words and Terms I use in attempting to describe the ineffable journey to Ascension. I realize that some of the words I use are not readily familiar to everyone. I hope you will join me on the Path.


Rise in 2020