Tag: spiritual growth
The Solar Flare of 11/11/25
We could freak out now.
We could fry ourselves as ancient DNA resurface
or we can choose to sink and root into the cool core
of Earth Mother while the molten landscape on the surface
reshapes and cools into new forms.
Our Sun is a reflection of each of us turning inside out,
re-claiming our Power and pulsing it outwards creating Life.
The Solar Flare of 11/11/25 is emerging from our Soular Plexus.
Timelines are converging into the NOW MOMENT.
Fear becomes obsolete because there is no future to fear.
We stand at the entryway to Source’s Grand Surprise Party
where nothing can be assumed, foreseen or predicted.
Be prepared only to be delightfully surprised.
Bring Us Out of Darkness
Our Song is on the lips of the Universe
We Upload Light into the World
We are the Light.
Letting it in would be redundant.
The Light above and around you,
in the suns and the stars,
is it but erupting reflections of our Light?
Do we ignite the suns and the stars
from the Light simmering within us?
We are the generators.
Our genes are the true stars that generate Light.
And God is the subatomic Source Heart within,
shining light upon the shadowy path we walk with courage.
We infuse Source Heart into Creation with our Light.
The newborn’s soft spot closes for a reason.
There is no Light outside of ourselves to download.
We upload Light into the world.
We upload Wisdom into the world.
We upload Spirit into the World.
We upload Love into the World.
No Soul…Really?
First of all, what is a Soul? Well, for me I see this pulsing Spark of the Divine that animates a human body. Even rocks have this pulsing spark, but it is different than an Individual Soul. It is more like non-individualized “Spirit” or a Group Soul animating and exuding through matter. We have all experienced amnesia as part of this “Coming to Earth” Contract. Combine that with the trauma injections that 3D so graciously provides, one can easily become an Orphaned Aspect of Love.
As a teenager I was so angry at my parent’s unrelenting abuse that while on a family vacation that I was unwillingly coaxed into, I sat for a sidewalk portrait and scowled through it as the artist sat in Zen detachment as my eyes threw darts through him. A few years later I was down in the basement of my parent’s house and found the picture glowering in a corner turned in to face the wall. I turned it around and looked at my face. If I was to be honest I was looking at a depiction of Satan itself. But I knew how much I loved every person and thing, how easily I could forgive everyone but myself. I knew I was dragging my feet as an unworthy orphan. And now I realize that the orphan is the Prodigal Son. There is a special place in Source Heart for those that forget then remember their divine nature. This very dance of returning to Love realizes it. We color Heaven by living!
The more we seek connection to our Soul Families in Spirit through humanitarian acts of service, simply being kind is more than enough, the more we go within with meditation, dance, create works of art and science that uplift the world, the more we create we raise our vibration and can neutralize the malignant ego virus the American Indigenous Tribes call Wetiko.
A Soul’s Superpower is FEELING. (Super Souls like many of the autistic and all of the Down, excuse me, UP Syndrome individuals don’t always appear like they have feelings but they do and they run deep.) The human “Earth Angel” alchemizes experience in the 3D/4D into the finer stuff: the creation of the New Earth (5D Unity Consciousness). Orphaned Aspects of Love have a hard time alchemizing experience into higher frequencies but they still carry the SPS (Source Positioning System) within them which throws them a lifeline to climb back out of the amnesia from traumatizing experience. And once they do, their connection to Source is super-sized!
My medium friend, Hollister Rand points out that there are Spirits who don’t make it into the Heavenly Realms when they pass. The Afterlife has many levels of evolvement much like the many mansions the Bible speaks of. I would venture to say that she is referring to the Orphaned Aspects of Love as they grow closer to or more distant from Source with every incarnation. I believe that we all eventually are hugged back Home by Source.
In June of 2025 I began to start experimenting with a pendulum. Every so often I would be interrupted by less than Christ-like beings and energies. Some were just rascals and others were just a big overshadowing of the malignant ego virus (called Wetiko by Native Americans), infecting the human psyche. My intuition would usually pick up on pendulum answers that were manipulative so I would go back and re-ask questions to test the spirits and perhaps my own psyche and I’d get a different answer which was a red flag. For those honoring their heart connection to Source there is a wall of interference from lesser evolved beings as well as our own unhealed traumas. They can pretend to be the highest levels of Light. They can infuse humans with the need to predict and prophecize the future. Timelines are fluid especially now as Humanity awakens. Walk carefully through these minefields and allow truth in the present moment to unfold your path.
When I am in my Heart, wisdom bubbles up effortlessly. It is beyond the level of the mind’s logic. It is a frequency that breaks up fearful and anxious loopings. Stay within the ultimate knowing and protection of Source Heart.
There is a fake, drug-like bliss/terror within the shadows but no deep heart-felt feeling. Souls that are awakening use their super power of feeling to guide them. All Life is ensouled. But much of it is dreaming nightmarish scenarios especially now. Stay within the Heart and
“Observe, don’t absorb” -Venia Hill
All of Creation returns to Source Heart.
Radically forgiving Self and Others opens up a clear connection and passage rights between you and Source Heart.
And the more orphans that begin to fill with light, the more we will see signs of a blossoming, a blossoming of the New Earth.
So, I leave you with that.
Love and Hugs to my dear readers,
Sydney Lynn
A Meditation for the World
Liesel Fricke from https://yoursoulsplan.com and channeler for the Beings of Light leads this profound meditation much needed at this time.
Venia’s Spiritual Lounge 9/20/25 – Its not what they think….; Our true…
Grow, unfold and blossom with Venia!🤗
Embodied Wisdom
From current Contemplative Christian Mystics: Deep knowing and presence do not happen with our thinking minds. To truly know something, our whole being must be open, awake, and present.—Richard Rohr When Christianity is in any way anti-body, it is not authentic Christianity. The incarnation tells us that body and spirit must fully operate and […]
Embodied Wisdom
Unknowable?
My Aunt passed over in early June of 2025 at the advanced age of 91. She had attended Wellesley College as she had been accepted because of an exceptionally high I.Q. She was enthralled with Math and the Sciences. She was also raised in a staunchly Presbyterian household in Arkansas during the 1930’s from which the South was still firmly entrenched in racial turmoil. Add to that a beloved father who was also a physician who died early from a massive heart attack when she was ten years old and as he was convulsing in his bed she laid in hers frantically and fervently praying to God that his life might be spared and when it wasn’t…
the doubt crept in regarding her faith and stayed.
And yet most of her life she attended her Presbyterian Church and tried to mend the tear in her psyche between Science and Spirit. Her Church began to let her down as her acutely attuned mind asked question after question. As a math teacher and also a woman in the highly misogynistic South her questions as sharp and precise as mathematic equations would break through the swamp of the South’s religious rhetoric. She started to stretch…stretch like gum on a hot, humid pavement on a scorching summer’s day. An avid reader, she started to read more than just the Bible. Fifteen years ago she visited me in Colorado which she called God’s Country. She stared in awe at the Spanish Peaks (also known as Wahatoya, Huahatolla.) She introduced me to Richard Rohr, the Christian Mystic and began exploring other religions. A year before she passed over into Spirit, she started to read about the Baha’i Faith, a relatively new religion emphasizing the unity of humanity and all religions. Her quest to unite Spirit and Science evolved into uniting all of us into the Oneness of All That Is.
The Baha’i Faith states that “God” is the “unknowable essence”.
So, I will now take over where she left off in her video to her family made a year before she passed over where her eyes widened into huge saucers as she spoke the words, God is the “unknowable essence”.
God is knowable.
The mind of God is limited. Mind is 3rd/4th dimensional. It expands into a higher mind that clarifies the sciences but is still limited. The Heart unifies Science and Spirit. The Heart of God is unlimited. This Heart is accessed through feeling, an often times denigrated spiritual sense on this Earth Plane. It is the sense the Soul develops and values above all others while incarnated in the physical universe and it is this sense that grows God through experience. Feeling is the sense that grows the Heart of God of which we all are a part.
“If God is the Heart, then WE are the Heartbeat.” ~Yendys, my Oversoul~
This Heart is felt knowledge and is knowable. Feeling is the moving, dancing part of the Heart. This is God. This is Us. And WE are truly knowable.
Through FEELING. Feeling through things. Sinking into the fabric and threads of physical reality, riding the electron as it streaks back to join the nucleus of Creation. And as you join with Creation you are with the Creator.
Love is not a thought. It is a pulse. And a pulse can only be felt.
Through feeling we can know. Feeling is a spiritual instrument so refined that all it really ever needs to be nourished is for you to question everything.
Your intuitive feeling can lead you to a compassionate form of telepathy where words will always fall far short. With this form I call Heartipathy we can connect to The Heart which is the Source of Everything.
In the last five or so years of her life, my dear Aunt Liz found a progressive Presbyterian Church which embraced the Heart of Love, supportive and affirming of all peoples and life in the city of San Leandro, CA. She still had questions. And the tendrils of her Soul reached out to question and examine even as she took her last breath.
As a child I looked up at God shining through her face and asked, “What is God?” And she smiled oh so softly which I felt so keenly as it felt like rose petals dropping down on the clean slate of my face, she said:
God is Love
and I felt it.
Hold the Field
By Zachary Fisher
It feels like humanity is crowning.
And if you’ve ever witnessed a real birth… not the sanitized version, but the raw, primal miracle of it…
you know exactly what that means.
The pressure. The stretching. The screaming. The silence between contractions that almost feels like death before life erupts through.
That’s where we are. As a collective. Right now. This isn’t the beginning of labor… we’ve been in it for years. The contractions came through the lockdowns, the awakenings, the broken systems, the revelations. But now… the baby’s head is at the threshold.
The veil is thin. And everything feels like it’s about to split wide open. Because it is. Crowning is the point of no return. It’s where you feel like you can’t go any further…
but the force of what’s coming through won’t let you go back. And it’s painful… not because something’s wrong… but because something bigger than the world we’ve known is pushing through the human form.
That’s what this moment is. All the division, the chaos, the rising tensions… it’s the collective body contracting. Every system we thought was solid is dilating. Every illusion we’ve lived under is stretching to its limit. The old world can’t contain what’s arriving. And it shouldn’t. We’re not watching the end. We’re witnessing the most sacred beginning.
So if you’re feeling overwhelmed… breathless… on fire with grief one moment and full of hope the next… you’re not broken. You’re in the birth canal of the New Earth. And the ones who came to hold space for this… the gridkeepers, the midwives, the way-showers… are being asked to breathe through this final push with open hearts and steady hands.
This is the ring of fire. And what’s on the other side… is everything we came here for.
Hold the field.
It’s happening. ZF 🔥
WE GROW GOD 