If you have you noticed the closeness of the peripheral lately, and like time has seemed to have quickened.
We are actually witnessing an ascension.
And in this ascension, the peripheral keeping in harmony, the veil of distance seems ever so nearer, seemingly to say ~
the viel has been lifting, bringing it's ghost like world ever into view.
It's like being in a vaccumm, where space has narrowed to compensate for the rise.
We are more sensitive to the world's around us.
And some might say we are expanding ~
and yet this would be a result of broadening one's perception. 
In becoming cognizant of the lifting viel, one can notice the vast landscape of our being, as  the mechanism within  the universe that draws the effect.
The valleys and mountains of this landscape hold paradigms of enormous potential.
And relative to ascension and the shifting paradigm, our cause should be Peace.
Think about it,.. I mean how important are we? 
tofer



 


 

As the water level lower's, so too, the viel is thinning.
Where we see a new waterscape exposed, so too shall we see the revelation of Spirit.
As these ancient stones awaken to the day, so too shall we arouse to the light.
And should they speak, their voice will enter the air.
And should we hear, we shall feel it within our being.
Then we will know.
tofer

Wrap one bandanna around my head.
Don my ears with muffs.
Pull over one head sock ~ cover with a ski hat.
Top it off with a hoodie covered with a vinal raincoat.
And so... I will stay warm and dry.
I will lay upon the Earth and look out into my inner being ~
The Meditation of Meditations ~ Self discovery.
The stillness of a body, absorbed within the element of oneness,
can not help but distinguish itself within, as being universal force. 
The Plan is purposeful ~ Self indulging with the elements as they are on this cold December night.
The chill...  that only lasts to the point of the querrants discovery of it as a key to the transition.
By allowing it, the body is empowered by it.
It is a natural transition ~ A by product of the oneness.
And in this union, the weight of a body suspends, and is weightless.
Perception opens the door within the Mind.
Spirit unfolds the quantum characteristics of both (outer Being) and (inner Being) ~ being related.
And so the addition of the cool night remains as a leverage to the senses as they become conscious of the oneness.
And in Peace the whole self shall be.
Peace on 12/12/12 at 12:00am The beginning.
tofer

 

This day would come...
It has been prohesized.
Changes even in the levels of our water can reveal our prescence.
Though for our Mother Earth,
it has been our siege of her.
A siege never ends well.
We might better open our hearts to each other, ourselves and Mother Earth. 
Time does not await.
Embrace who we are, make the necessary changes to do so.
Spirit has long waited since the day we started.
tofer

It all started on the New Moon in early Summer
Well actually, now that I think of it...
it started in the spring.
I didn't know then, other than being a Steward of the Earth  ~
that anything more was occurring than being entrusted in the burial.
I would do my thing ~ that Mojo that Kris does.
Then four days after it all "started on the New Moon" in early Summer, I knew. 
I went to the water, as instructed by the Elder.
I had prepared a bouquet of flowers from my garden as a gift of Reverence and Peace.
I harvested fresh Spinach and Wild Strawberries as an offering.
I was prepared to ask the Water Spirit for a favor ~ a request.
I followed the instruction...
I inquired assistance in my matter.
I asserted my role in in being the Steward. 
I laid to rest a great Messenger of the Sky.
After doing so, being approached in a Sacred manner ~
I was requested to honor an Elder.
And now the Great Messenger was back in the womb.
The Moon was new.
I stood with my back to the Water.
I beseeched the Creator.
I turned to face the Water Spirit.
I acknowledged my relation.
I queried the Water ~ and set afloat the gifts.
Four days after...
The Great Messenger returns.
My request was answered.
I fulfilled my request.
I honored the Elder.
I lay the second Great Messenger to rest.
Some months later...
I return to the site ~ the first Great Messenger...
the Earth removes easily.
The skeleton remains clean and intact ~ with one exception ~ a huge wound to the head  ~  the skull riven.
Death was imminent for the Great Messenger.
Fast forward to today...
A Coopers Hawk fly's into my house and hangs out in my rafter.
Four days ago I gave the second and final rest to the first Great Messenger. 
Back to our Mother Earth ~ all but one bone.
I asked to be shown a sign... that to keep a bone was ok...
that to have solved a mystery as to why, in the spring, such a strong and beautiful Great Messenger of the sky had fallen.
Peace to the Messenger ~ Thank you for the Message.
tofer