The Shift

The Shift

On Christmas morning I had an incredible and significant dream. This was the kind of dream that looks and feels so different and stays with you unfolding its deep mysteries and messages bit by bit. After months and months of the most harrowing physical and emotional struggles this dream is like a message of hope and rebirth.

I believe in telling our stories. I believe we help one another by speaking our truth no matter how difficult that is. Writing is my way of processing and I have been unable to write during these long months of the deepest, darkest, most frightening physical and emotional trials I have ever lived through and I have been doing this for a very, very, long time. I can handle more than even I can imagine. This however was a whole other level. There were many days and nights I thought I would not make it.

I could say I was fighting for my life but in truth all I wanted was to give up, to get out, to go home. This was a truly hellish experience, like nothing I have ever traversed before. I will leave it at that but I know many of you have been going through your own dark night. I continue to write here because of all the messages I receive telling me how much it helps others going through their own trials and if this can help even one person then I must continue to share my experience.

This morning when contemplating my dream I heard the words “The Shift” and knew I was to go out and photograph the energies of The Shift. I share it with the hope that you can feel that we are coming into a new way of being. I do not know if as individuals we have more to go through at that unbearable level as we continue to transmute not only for ourselves but for the collective but I do feel the light shining through after a very dark time. We are here and we continue on. We are so much more and we are doing so much more than we ever know.

I know the energies in this image, so divinely given, radiate out and aid us in making the Grandest Shift of All.

I wish you LOVE and PEACE and most of all I wish you HOPE.

In the light,

Gail

We Rise Together

Most of the time I feel as though I am not really completely here in this world. There are several reasons for this. One is due to the fact that no matter what I do I am never grounded. Once when a healer was attempting to ground me I felt as though I was being shocked over and over. He later told me he was given the information never to ground me but only to connect me to Venus. That should be a good enough reason to feel as though you don’t belong here and feel as though you are not completely here but there is another reason that intensifies this feeling even more.

I seem to have a foot in several worlds. One is beyond everything here and allows me to have all kinds of otherworldly experiences. The other is an illness that has been ever present for more years than I would like to remember. These are two very intense experiences going on at the same time.

The illness was the catalyst that forced me to leave my entire life behind and propel me into the world of healing. I learned many things in this new world. First I had to learn if I had the courage to make this journey. I was frightened and lost. I had no compass. I found that sometimes I had great courage and sometimes I had none. I continue this journey to this day and pass in and out of some very dark passages and also into places more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.

I have been given divine glimpses into the purpose of the physical illness and have been told the same exact thing by several mystics who I love and admire most in this world. I have been shown and told things that have been very challenging to understand and more challenging to live. I understand that nothing is what it seems.

Over these past months the challenges have been almost too much to bear. I write this today for those who are also feeling this way. The circumstances do not matter. Whatever we are going through in our own physical lives in many cases is being magnified as the world around us squeezes through the eye of the needle. We are being purged and sanctified.

It is a lonely journey. It is not for the faint of heart. Glimpses of heaven are beautiful and miraculous and still we must make it here through each day. Our faith is being tested as we bear witness to one heartbreaking event after the other. Where is it all heading? Some are so sure of the who what where and why. I am not so sure of anything except I must use everything I have to keep on keeping on.

The mysteries I have been shown about physical suffering go way beyond anything I could have ever imagined. When I lose my way I am reminded in ways that are impossible to ignore. I am living the mystery.

Here on earth I am a partner in life to the boy I made a vow to when I was nineteen. He is the embodiment of unconditional love. I am a mother and a grandmother. I am a mystic and a recluse. I suffer greatly in the physical in ways I never could have imagined and soar to the heavens in ways I never could have dreamed. Sometimes it feels like a blessing and a curse. When the mind tries to take me over I come back to what I know to be true. These are the days when the darkness upon this planet is doing all it can to take us down. These are the days we were made for.

Each time I find a way to rise again and again I think of all of you. I think of all we are all going through and remind myself that as lonely as this all feels we are not alone. There are legions of angels and loving beings here with us in every moment. We are going to make it. We rise together.

Healing Our Waters

The meaning of the dream just came to me.

The dream:

I dreamed this right before I woke up this morning.

I come upon a crystal clear body of water and I reach down and pull up a small crystal and I yell out “This water is full of crystals”! I reach down again and this time pull up a huge pyramid shaped crystal which is visibly emanating rays of energy. We are all amazed by this. I wake up.

Morning;

I go to take my photographs and receive a photo of the sun that looks like the energies coming out of the crystal in the dream.

Hands Across the Water :

Today is the gathering of people along the shores of the Gulf of Mexico to protest the horrific actions of selfishness and greed that have killed our waters and all sea life.  Hundreds of people line up hand in hand wearing masks because of the horrific toxic smell. They come with open hearts filled with love for our once beautiful waters and all of life.

Water Blessing:

I have been blessing the waters with my own prayers and ceremonies. We all can do this from wherever we are.

Suddenly it came to me. The dream was showing the healing power of the crystals helping to create and balance crystal clear waters. I am shown we should put our love and healing thoughts into our crystals and place them in the Gulf of Mexico.

May our beautiful water heal and return to her natural state and may all living beings live free and thrive in their natural home.

The Resurrection of Hearts

 

When you have the strength, courage and determination

to resurrect yourself each day

this creates Resurrection Energy

and this Resurrection Energy is powering the Resurrection of Hearts.

The Power of Love

 

When one wound heals through the power of love Heaven rejoices.

Healing energies rise up to Heaven

and love and grace and forgiveness reign down upon the land.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saying Goodbye to Peter Cottontail

Lila and her best friend Petey

So we said goodbye to our beautiful boy, our beloved companion on this journey, our sweet dog Petey and wept buckets of tears and woke up the next day to the shock and reality of a new world without him. That day was very hard. Anyone who has lost a beloved friend knows how this goes. There is no escaping the grief. You just have to go through it. Any experience of grief seems to bring back all the losses and all the grieving you have ever done in this life and so many others. It is almost unbearable and yet we survive.

The saving grace is our belief in the knowing that there is something more than this physical life and so I share this little story that will have no end because the love and the connection and the messages will continue on.

As we sat around our bed with our boy for the last time, tears flowing, I wiped my tears with a tissue and happened to look at it. Perhaps someone else would not notice such a thing but when you believe and are open the doors to Heaven open wide and loving messages are received.

The angels were all around Petey waiting to guide him to Heaven.

Yesterday was the first day waking without him and although we tried to keep busy the heartbreak was just overwhelming. Then this message arrived from our daughter Kate. She and my grandson Elijah had been at the bedside the day before saying their goodbyes to Petey. Elijah is only six years old and had a deep bond with Petey seeing him almost every day. He was so brave saying his goodbyes. I showed him the angel tissue and we all marveled at how unmistakable and incredible it was and it helped us to have this sign.

So that next sorrowful day Kate had an experience she couldn’t wait to tell me about. She was crossing over her front yard and almost tripped over a bunny. The bunny did not move so she thought he must be injured. She spoke to him and he took a little hop and seemed to be ok. She has never seen a bunny in her yard and lives on a busy street so it was highly unusual. Kate said he allowed her to come so close she could have touched him. She ran inside to get my grandchildren Elijah and Lila and thought the bunny would probably be gone by the time she got back. The bunny was still there.

They all stood very close to him and spoke to him as he sat there so unusually peaceful with no thought of running away. Kate kept taking pictures of him. It was daytime and there was no flash but somehow the eyes kept coming out as if there were a flash. After a time it suddenly hit her that this is Peter Cottontail! She remembered how I always sang “Here comes Peter Cottontail” when my Petey would come walking into the room. Kate was sure this was our Petey come to say he was at peace.

When she sent me the photo I said “What is going on with this bunny’s eyes?” Kate told me she kept saying the same thing when the photos kept coming out with the eyes looking so strange. Well Petey was blind and his eyes did not look quite right so this seemed to be yet another sign that this Peter Cottontail was giving us a message from our Peter Cottontail. This bunny sat and waited there for my grandchildren who loved Petey so much and allowed them to talk with him and be so close to him. We feel that the peaceful nature of this bunny was letting us know that Petey is at peace and is with us always.

photo by Kate Dawson

I believe.

First thing I saw on Facebook this morning was a picture of a bunny.

I know my boy is in Heaven and can see once again running with his best friend Wiley, Elijah’s dog who left us not too long ago.

They were the best dogs in the whole wide world.

We will all be together again one day.

Thank you.

We love you forever and ever and ever.

To be continued…..

 

 

 

That Most Sorrowful Day

The women were there every step of the way
we agonized, we cried out, we fell to our knees
the men were gone
fear had overtaken them

I can only speak for myself when I say
I had no fear
not for me
the unbearable witnessing
of such things done to him
you could only be with him
of him

each step was mine
each time he stumbled

the weight of the cross
the taunts
it was a mob scene

I saw nothing but him
I felt I would not live through it
such was the overwhelming feeling
of being one with him

and even in this
I know it was a comfort to him
for he could feel my agony
and he could feel my infinite love

so I walked this way of the cross
and I tell you in complete truth
I hung with him on that cross
and on that day I was aware
of somehow relieving him
in ever the smallest way

for I absorbed his sorrow and I felt his pain
and with all my heart and soul sent him
the radiant burning love
that was transforming within my heart

and this he felt
and this he understood

it is impossible to make known the bitter gall
of that most sorrowful day

for there are no words to describe
the depth of his physical suffering

and the agony and beauty of being witness
to his magnificent forgiving heart

only the glory of his Resurrection
could ever ease the pain
for it would take something so miraculous and divine
to fill your heart with light and love once again

it was an honor and a blessing
to stand with the women
the ones who saw nothing
but the truth of heaven before their eyes

and we lifted him with our prayers
and we sustained him with our love
and it was our faces he did see
in these most brutal and terrible moments

and the power of unspeakable acts
and the glorious message of forgiveness
burned in our hearts all the days of our lives

may this message come alive in your hearts
and may his life be testimony
of heaven and of earth

from The Heart of Love: Mary Magdalene Speaks
Gail Swanson

 

The Other Side of the Flu

 

photo by Gail Swanson

I am now two weeks into it and slowly recovering. I have never been so sick. Several times my husband wanted to take me to the hospital. I felt I belonged there but intuitively knew not to go. I felt I was fighting for my life.

Each time I would lie down to take a nap or go to sleep at night a spontaneous life review would start. This was not at all pleasant and caused me great anxiety. There was no rest to be had.

Every single night I dreamed of my mother who passed years ago. One night for the entire night I dreamed of 911. The firefighters came forward and were with me all night.

A dear friend from our teenage years passed suddenly and unexpectedly. He was the same age as my husband. As we reminisced about all the wonderful times we spent with him we were of course made acutely aware of the fragility of life and how any day could be your last.

The next day was the school shooting in Florida.

As I felt I was fighting for my own life I feel these things that went on signify how close I have been to the other side during all this.

Perhaps because of my abilities to see beyond the veil I could see what was really taking place. I certainly did not see the reasons for it all but I do know that my mother and the 911 firefighters were helping me through this.

In fighting for my own life was I helping others who were fighting for theirs? Perhaps I was working with my mother and the firefighters to help those who were making their transition during this time.

I do know that what we do is never just for ourselves.

I feel for sure I passed through a Gateway. I feel for sure this was an exit point for me but I did not take it. I have never prayed so much for myself and for others.

I believe in the power of prayer.

I had powerful people praying for me. I asked for the prayers at the beginning. I knew I needed them.

I am in deep gratitude for those who pray for those in need.

I am grateful for my life.

May our prayers aid in some small way the suffering of those enduring such unspeakable tragedy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What If

 

What if you absolutely knew that your suffering was a divine transmutation process?

What if you knew that your overcoming saved someone’s life?

What if you are the most powerful being transmuting the most important and significant energies for the planet and beyond?

What if nothing is what it seems and the angels are constantly rejoicing at your courage, fortitude and faith?

What if just the knowing and believing magnified the power to change anything?

What if the less you thought and the more you felt brought you more into alignment with your true spiritual nature?

What if you absolutely knew that this is the time and what you do from this moment on has a greater effect than ever before?

What if only some of us remembering will tip the scales in favor of Heaven?

And what if love really does conquer all?

Calling Mary Magdalene

Once upon a time I had a vision. I saw and heard of my soul connection with Mary Magdalene. My life has never been the same. From that moment on it was as if I stepped into another world and it turned out that world has been more real to me than this one.

That incredible vision opened the door to a great remembrance and that has continued on to this day. The experiences I have had have helped me to navigate this world in ways I never could have imagined. Glimpses beyond the veil are like a sacred healing balm that lift you and enrich you and aid you in your own inner knowing.

These things I continue to experience to this day cannot be explained for they dip into worlds and dimensions that take you far beyond what the mind can comprehend.

This is because it is a journey of the heart.

Today I called out to Mary Magdalene while taking my photographs. This heart is her answer. When I saw this beautiful heart I was taken back to the beginning when it all started, when she spoke to me every day and asked me to put her words into a book. As I was trying to “think” of a title for the book I distinctly heard “The Heart of Love”.

Today this Magdalene Heart of Love reminds me once again how she has been and continues to be a guiding force in all our lives whether we are aware of it or not.

She is ever present.

She is the Heart of Love made manifest.

And so are we.