How life maneuvers itself through the sands of time. Each grain left to rub an endless memory through the mind and each drop of water a deeper cavern through the soul. Fantasy flourishes in the hearts of the divine, yet misunderstood, for the deception of the heart is truly that of the mind. A bond made weak by every word only to fall away revealing the truth of its essence. For each day brings a renewed sense of urgency awaiting its discovery while the past is buried in its wake.

Heaviness lifts as the burdens untether from their once known anchor, but with this sadness a release. The freedom of the soul to travel its destined course. Once again the river flows filling spirit with love in a once deserted mirage.

The sounds of life ripple across the seas of love. One by one each drop becomes whole moving in a beautiful rhythmic pattern. The sun glistens across its surface lighting the way. Immerse yourself in its creation as it supports your every step.

We are channels from beyond time and space sharing a gift with humanity. This place found within, a sound, a frequency that opens the door to many worlds. It's the essence of creation in its purest form. Its structure melds with its environment but flows freely in its existence.

The physical body is only a vehicle of expression, an archaic language that will soon be released to its origins. The bond amongst one another exists here, united with all of humanity. Your spirits shine the light of love and truth in the remembrance of Self.

The tired seek solace in the arms of the angels. Their embrace softens the harsh reality that surrounds life, for you are always in the warmest of company greeted with love and light like the morning sun cresting the horizon. Rays of love fill your spirit with hope and joy.

Let them guide you on your journey. Feel weightless as their gentle touch caresses your being and lifts your soul. Your guides will always show you the way. Take the time to hear their voices as they speak to you with gentle whispers, for you are never alone.

The rambling of madness are but pitter-patter in the psyche of the mind. Open the door to allow your strength and power to flood your soul for the dam you have created is weak. May the wind carry the mist that blinds you far from here, and the suns rays light the way. You will see the fruits of your awareness bloom in front of your eye...

Weightless your spirit moves along the waves of earth's breath, flowing freely to form and shape the world around you. Its vivid colors create a magical playground, while conscious thoughts meld into a musical harmony shaping your very idea of existence. Such a wondrous and powerful place, but forgotten it is, the power you contain inside. For you place yourself in a state of controlled illusion, a place of powerlessness and guilt, binding yourself to hardship and suppression displayed in various forms.

You are as free as creation itself, for you are creation -- the universal mind. Your very thoughts resonate throughout all mankind, as you are one in the same, aspects of the whole. You unite to paint the pictures you see around you. Let not these pictures sway you into false illusions, for reality is that which YOU create. It can be shaped and molded into a beautiful masterpiec...

Channeled Message:

The energy is shifting as its currents follow a path destined for awakening. The awareness of Self is its goal. You awaken from your deep slumber with a burst of fresh air, each breath breathing life into a once empty shell. Its caress gently brushes your skin like a mothers kiss to her child's cheek. Its tenderness envelops what once was the illusion of pain and suffering revealing what you thought to be reality.

Grace beckons those who seek its mystery while the mists slowly lift from the hollow grounds below. It's the dawn of life itself greeting you with what you once knew yourself to be. For the time is now on this journey. It is the marriage of self, a deep recollection of your connection to all; it is YOU remembering your ...

Thoughts run through the elicit quiet of the night as waves appear one after another unable to calm its stormy seas. Each string plucked from its depths radiating across the souls endless expanse. Time has no course.

Words fall from the mouths of men, yet they know not what they say. Expressions tainted in their dim light of righteousness, for its colors prompt only experience as we fall blinded by its illusory reality.

Forecast not the souls journey as disappointment may haunt its very veins. Feel its winds as it lifts your sail and guides you through the maze of your own design, for its adventure breathes life into being.

Quiet the mind as thoughts fill the voids of need. It is in desire that we lose track of our essence, a fear of being within our own presence. For many a man search for fulfillment in the planes of the physical only to be disappointed with a fleeting sense of satisfaction.

It is the moments of stillness that life fulfills itself in the most delicate fashion. It whispers gently leading the way but only the listening soul becomes king to its gift as each note reveals volumes of luminous treasures for your passage to Self.

Life is not fraught with struggle for pains sake but a measure to seek the divinity within. Its magical journey brings forth the very nature of strength and understanding as fear vanishes from the illusion. Dance upon its stage and embrace your creation.

The Experience:

It was in a moment of stillness that I awakened from my sleep to find myself in a state of nothingness. Sitting in a place void of space and time. No sense of joy or sadness. No sense of need, desire, fear, happiness, or abundance. No sound and no color. I was in need of no air nor of food. It was a sense of everything and nothing at the same time. It was as if in a vacuum, void of everything but pure consciousness. A state of just BEING.

This experience brought a state of temporary peace to the wandering and cluttered mind that fills its waking hours. Its stark contrast defies logic of a reality filled with cravings of the physical and the attainment of an ever elusive quest for answers. It is in the quest that we continually seek the many avenues only to find more questions. The proverbial carrot dangling in front of our noses…lu...

Channeled Message:

The veil stretches thinner with each passing day pulling its frail fibers apart with ease. A world unknown now enters into the realm of humanity as the light slowly filters between its threads. A sense of change permeates this once heavy space, and a feeling of connectivity sweeps across its vast expanse. Old friends meet once again with deep recognition, a soul journey divinely guided before time itself. The darkness begins to fade as the mysteries rise to the surface to become known.

Tough it has been for many blinded by the density of a reality filled with vice and fear. The illusion masterfully designed in its limited framework leads its observer deep into the projected grid of life. The shadows beckon us back to play, but its system can no longer be hidden, for the power of human spirit and love can never be confined. Have patience with self. Know...

Part 1

'You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.' - Christopher Columbus

When most people think of living in a tent they assume some sort of remote wilderness area-- not the middle of an urban city. This is where I began my adventure, nestled in a small valley right on the edge of El Cajon, California.

My husband's father owned quite a large piece of property adjacent to his home. It was filled with overgrown Eucalyptus and Palm trees making it a suitable place to pitch a tent before our move to Alaska. We spent days clearing, digging holes, and pouring footings to support a large wooden platform which would soon become our floor. This was the base upon which we erected our 16' x 32' GP Medium tent. It was constructed of a heavy thick green canvas exterior with a separate lightweight liner supported by two lar...