From Your Hostess of Light
Time is like an old agitator washing machine from the fifties, keeping things stirred up compressed and moving forward in molecular confusion. The sense of being here and there is as real as anything else on planet earth. Stretched forward and backward can make one very dizzy and unbalanced. Missing objects are strewn about between dimensions, seeking a place to land. The plates of time will continue to rub against one another issuing unexpected seasonal and personal changes. The playing rules of one dimension does not hold true in another.
Losing the past and disconnecting from the Now offers opportunities that could not exist otherwise. The new age, the old age, all age becomes unnecessary as humanity makes a U-turn into a place of reconnection. The communication lines between humans are fragile and strained like a butterflies wings in a high emotional wind. Seeing oneself mirrored in others has become very apparent and most avert their eyes not wanting to see what is right in front of them. The oneness seems miniscule as humanity huffs and puffs and blows the illusion down.
Time, stars and climate rewrite themselves in harmony with new laws and outside influences. Each door you open will take you down another highway of self into a multidimensional portal of information. Fractured parts of human evolution now seek to be united trying to fit into oneness. This will keep everyone busy scooping up missing parts of self. Each person is escorted into all faces of their atom. All Original blueprints are laced with future possibilities, outcomes and back doors of escape. To become your true presence you must walk in to the deep abyss of you. Realities are challenged doing hand to hand combat. Time rushes by without a thought, as the whirlwind of dimensional change has us riding our bikes against the wind like the witch of the east.
Time cannot be forced into pigeon holes. Time has grown wings and takes flight into unfamiliar patterns we do not understand. The sextants of humanity demand that time fly in a direction that makes sense. All sensors of Earth - smell, taste, touch, feel - are changing values. Do not take them for granted, and do not trust them fully. As what once was written in stone as truth, has now shifted in agenda. What you know to be truth is challenged non-stop. The body has received so many mixed signals, so many conflicting truths it is in overload and seems to be taking on a life of its own. All of humanity is in overload. All circuitries are encumbered.
Like a Phoenix in this ‘double fire-horse’ year of shift & shaping
As the planet Turns Upside down, inside out, coming unraveled like a runaway skein of wool, the frequency of what is feminine of nature comes once again to a never ending cul-de-sac of choices. For the last several years what is female of nature has been trampled upon deliberately in a calculated timeless fashion; belittled in every aspect of body, mind, spirit and choices yet to come and of the past. Well dear ones this Holy aspect of ‘She’ Rises from someone else's Ashes to fly above all the delusion, like a ‘free bird’ names Lynard in an Alabama sky.
SHE 'DOES NOT NEED YOUR PERMISSION', to be or do or think, for she has gone through hellfire and damnation incarnation after incarnation to become the woman she is now; she is a professional at survival, keeping her children fed and her heart open. She in every incarnation has dedicated her-self, life and her love to the service of others, whether family or friend, or even foe. Always she places others before herself giving them the biggest portion of the pie and her Heart.♥
The empowerment of the female in 2026 is self-made and self-proclaimed. She is no longer a lady in waiting. Like a beautiful white swan she rises from what is dark within herself and the world. We all wear soul-scars from the past, and heart-scars from the present. All of us on Earth are literally wounded, we are all survivors. We may cover our Battle Scars up with lipstick and cute shoes but underneath there are ‘deep timeless cuts’ etched into our souls. Since we already carry this backpack of emotional package (like Marley’s ghost) anything else added to it just becomes heavier, thicker and weighs our life force down to almost null and void. The more we look away from injustices in the world the more they peer at us through the windows of our soul demanding our attention and intentions. Everything affects everything and everyone on earth. It does not matter if you live in a cave or a condo. We are a collective living biology of masters of Light that comes to Earth to learn some very piercing human lessons. It is in this place that we learn to become the true Light masters we were before we got here.
For the last several years what is feminine of nature has been scorned, belittled and mocked beyond recognition in new and virtual ways. In the days of old, the days gone by, the women stood their ground, shoulder to shoulder, Heart to Heart, and shovel to shovel if necessary to protect their families when the men went off to war, to hunt, or to the good old boys club. They were Fearless in that fortification and wove their spell of protection into everything that they did. Whatever they cooked or planted, painted or sewed they prayed over, weaving their spell of love into the very fabric of time itself.; You dear ones are the very incarnation of those powerful women.
We that lived through the 50s and '60s (the time period when spanking your wife was still legal) stood up tall for injustices done to us and the world; we burned our bras and gave away flowers to strangers as we issued declarations of love in all of its flowery forms. The women of the world come to a Summit, a place where thought, emotion, remembrance ( past and future) gather as one thought, one intention and one heart.
Women have stuffed too much for too enough. They have emotionally eaten what they don't want to look at within their memories, hearts, and choices. Thru all the planetary political and personal upheavals of the last several years the feminine aspect of Earth has taken the helm and pointed the Earth to the best of her ability onto a new pathway of clarification, healing and Hope. As the innate goddess she is, She will not attack your white or black house, she will not use her words as toxins that can harm her own health, she will no longer stand back or cower in fear, she will stand tall in her Heart, in her intention, and in her choices.
Mama Earth is not happy and neither is Mama Earth-woman, they have both had enough of the games for to many years, action is now required on one or both their parts. In 2026 what is divinely feminine of nature will take her power back; one breath, one action and one thought at a time; she is no longer willing to be the brunt of the joke or the whipping post.
All that is feminine of Earth demands, in the softest of Light and intent, equal rights in every aspect of her Earth life; It is the female that is the source of life and creation on earth, it is the male that is the source of upheaval. It's time for women to take their power back, not through aggression or whacking someone upside the head with a frying pan, but through the vibration of a higher inspired Love; not husband wife love, not mother child love, not family love, but a love that began in the moment of Earth's conception.
Women have stood by too long and waited for the universe to correct a blunder that has been snowballing for decades. Well obviously it doesn't think it's a mistake, so here in lives the learning. We have submissively prayed and asked for all that is Holy to awaken those on Earth whose eyes are caked with virtual-sleep. We have bent our heads our hearts our knees in prayer, we wake up and the planetary tears spring from our eyes. We have cried for everything and everyone that we probably will never meet in this lifetime, but they continue to live in our hearts and prayers.
We as the She of this planet now stand securely, powerfully and boldly in the Light of Knowing Truth. We can no longer sit on the sidelines of this crazy upside down circus-Matrix and allow it to turn everything in our heart, our family, our hopes and dreams to dust. So Mote it be!
‘Echoing Promise and Prophecy’ on Purpose
You as a species are being sorted by what you align with; the frequency the flavor of you is going thru a signal sorting. Splitting your every thought across overlays of time; it is asking you to choose with full awareness in all entrances of your life. You are being led and pulled into different timelines via what you seek to align with, what you pause upon and what your thoughts produce electrically that can be felt and monitored.
At this time on planet Earth many are echoing promise and prophecy on purpose they want people to be paper-trained, to be good dogs, to believe in the darkness while it takes the place of Hope. Collectively we are already down-loaded with all the codes of Prophecy and Doomsday living very comfortably within our collective DNA; all the fear triggers from time immortal still live within the bloodline, DNA and remembrance of all earth people.
This concealed aspect of humankind can be influenced by many modalities/ virtual and natural/ creating cracks and rifts within the human psyche where all hell can break lose, within one’s body and brain. These techniques are used to amplify fear and prophecy layer upon layer, pushing people into panic and polarity from the inside out. Many different branches of humanity are feeding the timeline on a moment to moment basis with fear and panic; Herding Consciousness with symbols of man-made prophecy, using it as a psychological and spiritual weapon via technology.
Within many of the structures of our world there are apocalyptic symbols which echo false prophecy on purpose. The reason is to create a false timeline with never-ending effective possibilities. The flooding of the emotional gates allows the masses to become easier to handle. Flocks are always easier to handle. Most people of Earth are sleep-deprived, over stimulated, with high cortisol levels (fight or flight) and distracted emotionally and virtually.
Remember you were never just human! You as many are waking up inside the so-called-program where you are the developer, you are the code, and you are the coder; you are the Observer and you are the Awareness behind it all, for we come from the light and can be nothing else. We know the vibration of the angel’s voice, the seraphim’s song, and we innately know the voice of the creator and what is truth. Many will speak a hallowed language via tongues in an ancient dialectal setting their truths free, but what are the real intentions behind those sacred words. There will be proof in the sky, in the pudding, and miracles a foot via technology. But the powerful energies displayed feel as dead as most of our hopes and dreams.
The Consecrated language is spoken without heart or Light; it is but a lifeless energy with engaging verses hidden within a virtual platform that has taken on a life and agenda of its own. Under all proof of prophecy events is a cold contrived and hollow simulation; it is counterfeit, bogus and man-made. A counter-apocalypse is being created using Genetic Memory Triggers and sacred symbols hidden in plain sight in every aspect of your life, especially within your personal algorithms and virtual life. They are sharp and clear as they trigger your Akashic memory, they register as ‘truth in the soul’, yet they are ‘bioelectrical engineered pulses’ that affect the biology of humanity.
Earthquakes in Tennessee 2026
A recent swarm of earthquakes, in unexpected regions like Tennessee (also Kentucky the week before as well as Area 51-Nevada) is often interpreted through a spiritual lens as a "holy shaking"—a divine wake-up call to re-evaluate one's foundation and prepare for significant, transformative changes.
Many interpret earthquakes as "birth pangs" symbolizing that a new time is approaching, and it is a call to be vigilant and spiritually prepared. Spiritually, when the ground beneath you shakes, it represents a call to move away from temporary, material priorities and strengthen your relationship with the divine in all ways. Such unexpected events are seen as a divine pause, asking people to turn away from wrongdoings, re-examine their lives, and focus on faith rather than fear.
Earthquakes are not just about us, they are also seen as the earth herself reacting & reflecting deeply as to what is come if all continues on a path of total destruction. these tremors are not just cataclysms, but an invitations to "listen" to the world, align with her own higher frequencies. We are all spiritual warriors on this planet Mother Earth is ours to protect, she is ours to love, and she is ours to honor. Just like the vibration of the divine feminine has been violated for many years taking away all that women had fought for thru time. Mother Earth speaks loud in a silent pulsating voice that's says it's time to listen to me children I have nothing but your future your welfare and my love to keep you safe from your own destruction and dark pathways that do not lead to a human heart in the future.
Spiritually, earthquakes are viewed as a physical manifestation of a shift in consciousness or a "shaking loose" of old energy. The ground (your sense of safety) is being tested. Earthquakes disrupt routines to force a change in perception. Fear often stops people in their tracks, forcing a moment of prayer or reflection. The energy of Shaking reveals what is hidden or unstable in our lives. A quake is seen as Earth "venting" and releasing built-up human pressure and negativity. It is often a natural recalibration to bring the physical and spiritual worlds back into harmony.
The Effect of Fuel upon earth-life
The vibration of fuel is all about movement, as is the year of the fire horse. Fuel as in movement seems to have been grounded and restricted and in some classes sent to its room. This is a domino effect restriction that trickles down all the way through time into the very core of mother earth, it’s fueled by fear so has no need for gas to get it going.
The dally bi-polar fuel prices are not just about control of movement or travel but they literally tell you what to do and how to do it, instead of you personally setting the boundaries of travel and fuel expenditures. Like a movie in slow-mo gears are slowing externally on planet earth while something shifts internally creating fractures thru time and space and human heart and this compression, this squeeze ripples thru all of earth and her stuff.
This is a transition window that will stay open for some time as the rearranging of particles and events will continue. The lessons learned are of self-dependency, abridged dependency on others such as outside sources government etc. This in deed is an energy crisis as this energy feeds on panic, on fear, on overreaction; it feeds into our body psychically whether you watch the news or not, your body knows!
The very loud silent fear that lives within you is laced within every thought, every word, and every future, even if you do not speak your words out loud. All the forces in the universe are reorganizing themselves as everything literally detonates and resets itself causing previous structures in thought to bend thru these imaginary time sequences and events. This is a cosmic shift, a measured shift, there will be a tightening and a release over years as the Earth Mother herself lets us know who and what is really in charge.
Stay centered stay self-directed you are being reconfigured under pressure as the new Earth is being birthed. Reliance upon self and soul is imperative, not upon everything and everyone outside of one. Existing systems are being stretched until they reorganize or break, one way or another, this is recalibration under pressure.
Aloka Crystals ♥ The Heart of Peace ♥
Aloka is a Sanskrit word meaning Light, Brilliance, Vision, Magnificence, and Illumination. It symbolizes knowledge, clarity, and a powerful spiritual awakening; it represents ancient holy wisdom, within the power of observation and the ‘removal of ignorance.’ The very word Aloka is used to describe the "diffusion of light’, it is the Heart-Gate of humanity.
The Story
I purchased these beautiful crystals back in January 2026 during snowmageddon while I was in Tucson Arizona for the crystal shows. They were in the Sun and shone so beautiful (since they are mostly quartz) they were brilliant of energy and I knew they had a big purpose but was clueless at that time. My husband and I were both were mesmerized by them (and trust me it takes a lot to mesmerize a man nowadays) and of course brought them home. I had no idea how my life would actually be part of their sacred journey and debut. It literally has taken since February 13th, 2026 to even write about this. It seems like the frequencies of fear / doom and gloom/ have increased their volume dramatically enough to drown out the heart messages we all need to receive. (but remember whenever the dark raises its head it means the light quotient of the planet has increased)
I am going to tell you a beautiful story that is as true as the Sun and the Stars; The story of how Paths of Light are destined to criss-cross, of how hearts of light still shine bright for each other, and how all of it is written in a timeless fashion. This beautiful story has filled my heart and soul from the moment I experienced it starting on February 12th of this year which happens to be Lincoln's birthday. It came to my attention from a good friend that the Holy Monks on their sacred walk for peace were making their final stop in a little town about 10 miles from me in East Tennessee; a very modest town full of really nice people. I never in a million years thought that I would ever get the gift of crossing paths with the Monks. To me it was a living miracle and a sign that things were finally turning towards love and peace.
Being the conscious channel of light that I am I asked the universe what I needed to do to prepare the place in Morristown Tennessee (Morristown Landing) for their upcoming gift of a very holy presence on a holy path, that was gracing us with its Holy (but very tired) energy. Even though the people of Morristown Tennessee are wonderful I don't think they see too many Buddhists walking through town so I thought it was necessary to kind of fluff up the energy in the building they were to have lunch/ rest/ etc. Before the monks went there I had never heard of Morristown Landing but I found it to be a beautiful light filled (sunlight) building of many uses, the land around it was full of healing energy. As I went in the building and asked everybody about the Monks coming the next day and what room they would be received in, nobody seemed to know diddly or squat about the whole thing, as it had just been booked that morning a couple of hours before.
The monks for whatever reason had booked a stop in this little Tennessee town and towards the end of it all I totally understood why. In the building and on the surrounding land I left crystals; around all the bushes out front (probably a lot of people found them). I left Pearls of Wisdom (actual pearls) in the room the monks would be having lunch and to rest in their weary body and feet. I sat in full prayer and brought a column of the most Holy Light into the property, asked that the monks would feel the warm Tennessee Love that awaited them; to feel the peace that they had given so many coming back to them in waves of love and gratitude. (Of course little did I know at that moment of time that their last stop in Tennessee on the journey home to Texas would be at Buckee's in Crossville!! I would have given anything to see those monks in Buc-ee's😘)
I just knew I was excited like a little kid on Christmas and I could feel something so big and so beautiful was about to unfold and somehow I was going to be part of that. The crowd in Morristown was small and very animated; most of the people actually had been following the Monks for up to 18 stops, it was really remarkable to see all those people following the path of light, so many beautiful souls.
Of course the Monks were late. They did not come in the bus, somewhere along the line they ended up being in what looked like FBI Black SUVs and they literally pulled up to where we (my friend and I) were standing. Of course the very first energy to come out was Aloka, leading the way. Not as a dog but as a Point of Light. All of the Monks looked exhausted, it looked like every part of their body hurt and I sent as many healing prayers as I could to help them soften that soreness. They were so so tired and had given everything, even more than they ever thought possible in their journey and path of peace for our planet Earth and for so many lost souls. I was so glad that I had prepared a soft Landing place of Light for them in this little Tennessee town.
Aloka looks a lot like a Shiba Inu (aspect of Akita) my husband and I used to raise them and breed them and they are very animated and vocal animals and very tuned in psychically. As Aloka led the way for all the very tired monks he walked right over to where we were standing. Up until that point of Light and that point of time I knew that Aloka was a holy animal, I knew he was an incarnation of a monk, I knew he represented a powerful point of light and heart. I knew that he had a divine doggy destiny and it was through the heart of that special dog that the heart of humanity began to open! I literally watched this happen in the crowd, as light and dark gathered, for all shades of light and dark observed this holy brigade.
The crowd was thick with energy, promise, possibility and expectations; every single person holding a thought in their heart that the Monks and Aloka would bring them peace, a miracle, a healing, or the Hope they did not have. I was one of the very lucky few who was able to pet Aloka on his heart which he wore on his head as a crown of light and love. He was a very tolerant dog as the group swarmed him and knowing shibas I stepped back, he let them know with a warning growl that someone's energy was not up to par and they needed to back off.
This was not just a dog with a mission this was a holy being with a mission in a dog’s body. As I stood back from petting Aloka feeling a tingling in my hand I watched the group around me; the monks were still unloading, walking pretty slow on those sore feet. All of a sudden half of the group wasn't there anymore like there were empty spots everywhere in the crowd as it literally thinned out in microseconds. People had fallen to their knees as a very powerful Light Presence approached this group from the west, not from the direction of the Monks or Aloka, which I thought was very weird.
I looked and I looked and I saw this mighty living presence was coming from the west towards the group, it gathered like a misty cloud and came as a soft sweet breeze, a shift in the inner ear confirmed its energy, as the Heart opened, expanded and quickened. As I stood and watched in total awe one person after another around me fell to the ground in what I can only call a rapture, an ecstasy, not like doomsday and the end of times but an applause of the heart opening its doors to a place of living peace; I had never seen or felt anything like this before and I have been on this earth a long time.
The woman that stood next to me who was so mean to a handicapped woman while we were waiting on the Monks to arrive, she fell to her knees literally writhing on the ground, another person to my right burst into instantaneous tears, all around me what I can only call the ‘Holy Spirit’ without any religion or beliefs attached, showed its true self. It was not because of the Monks it was not even because of Aloka it was literally the Spirit of Love and God letting us all know that it was in the house and escorting this holy brigade! Like all the others I was touched by I will call the Holy Spirit for that very word sums it up. As it moved thru my body and spirit I lost myself as it became all I needed for those heavenly seconds, everything else seemed to disappear in that moment. It was magical, it was Holy, it was profound and I have not been the same since that day.
As you all know I am a conscious Channel of Light and have been that way since the early 80s. I have been touched by every level of light and every type of spirit of light. But never in my time on Earth after traveling the world over have I ever seen such a powerful unassuming event change everything. I AM Honored from the top and the bottom of my heart to be part of that experience.
The Monks were respected in such a beautiful way by the locals of Morristown, with flowers and gifts and offerings (even dogfood). I am thrilled to have been part of that and to receive what I'm going to call the “Blessing of the Holy Light, the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Hope” whatever you want to call it. But I will tell you this, it did not come from the direction of the Monks, or Aloka, it escorted them, it carried them; it came after them, it came before them, it came from a timeless place that heard our Heart calls and Blessed us in ways we may never understand. We did not stay while the Monks ate lunch. We felt that we had all received more than we ever thought possible. Of course Aloka was in and out peeing on every bush like a regular earth dog in the midst of all of this holiness and sacredness. (you gotta love it)
The elder Monk knew in his heart of hearts that his vision, this path of peace, of heart, of sacredness would / could be the last Great Hope for Mother Earth. And those beautiful Monks from Texas picked up the ball and ran with it and I thank them from the bottom and top of my heart because I saw how tired they were, how their souls had been stretched to the limit, they had given everything, I mean everything to this walk this path of peace for all of us.
Aloka holds the very Heart of Mankind embedded on his forehead, on his third eye-his crown chakra. He is a beautiful four-legged furry prayer of peace that may or may not incarnate as a human in the future; that is yet to be the seen and decided by the universe, but I guarantee you if he does that heart will be somewhere upon his very holy body as a mark of peace. He is an Indian Parish dog who began following monks during a similar walk in India and was eventually adopted by them. Many followers view him as a "living Buddha" or a symbol of compassion because of his calm nature and a natural heart-shaped marking on his forehead.
These beautiful crystalline hearts come as a reminder of the path of peace the Monks and Aloka walked, of their dedication to what is truth and their dedication to save Mother Earth and her peoples. I am honored to sell these beautiful Aloka crystals and I will gift of portion of the sales to the Monks in Texas. I don't think Aloka needs anything because I can tell you there was more dog food, dog cookies and dog clothes then there were offerings to the Monks so I'm sure that he has a warehouse full of dog-goodies that he donates to other dogs in need♥ To see pix and prices of these crystals go to www.thequantumawakening.com
Information about the future Dali Lama
As of May 2026, the 14th Dalai Lama has officially reaffirmed that the institution will continue after his death, ending years of speculation that he might be the last of his lineage. There is a high risk that China will appoint its own successor within Tibet, while Tibetan exiles find another. This could lead to a situation with two rival Dalai Lamas (dueling Dali lamas). While tradition usually favors young boys, the Dalai Lama himself has previously suggested his successor could be a woman or even an adult (or dog?).
High lamas look for unusual phenomena at the time of birth, such as rainbows, unseasonal blossoms, or specific directions of smoke during the previous Dalai Lama's cremation. Often to prove a child could be a future Dali lama they are presented with pairs of objects (glasses, prayer beads, drums). One item in each pair belonged to the previous Dalai Lama, and the other is a copy. The true reincarnation is expected to choose the original personal items.
For decades, the Dalai Lama suggested he might be the last one; He feared that if he died while Tibet was still under Chinese control, Beijing would install a "puppet" successor to control the Tibetan people. It is prophesied that the next Dalai Lama will likely be a child born in the "free world" (outside of Chinese control) shortly after the current one's passing.
While the Dalai Lama once jokingly (??) said he might reincarnate as a "mischievous blonde woman," his most recent official statements emphasize that the successor must be someone who can continue his work for the Tibetan people from a place of freedom (but blondes can do that right?)♥
