Saille's Blog (5)

We are evolving souls in a devolving world. AKA "Gaia's shrug in synch"

I heard this the other day. One of those things one "hears" and is repeated to us until we start to pay attention, to begin to think about what it means. My initial reaction was "no, I don't believe Gaia will shrug so hard that the world will end." "Go deeper," I was quietly urged. And so I did, going about my night, my next day. "We are evolving souls in a devolving world." The evolving soul part I understand. It's why I've taken this path of discomfort and pain, or remembering why I felt so… Continue

Added by Saille on May 1, 2009 at 7:28pm — No Comments

We are evolving souls in a devolving world

Added by Saille on April 28, 2009 at 4:42pm — No Comments

A call to send healing to the world

By now, everyone knows about the new flu. Like many people, I've been tracking avian flu for nearly 10 years now, and want to just give a few facts, as they stand right now. Remember, influenza is designed and very efficient at adapting and surviving, and things change very quickly. This post is NOT to create panic, but to ask everyone to send healing energy, to give information everyone can access quickly, and to do what I do--research, then disseminate info people who need it. One of the reas… Continue

Added by Saille on April 26, 2009 at 6:09pm — No Comments

A message to all empaths, please read

Merry meet, all, I belong to several very active groups. All have suddenly been discussing what I call the Change (have any of you read S.M. Stirling's "Dies the Fire"?). It's like a huge flock of birds suddenly changing the direction as one, in air). I've been struggling to keep up, explaining what's going on in post after post, person after person, group after group. Suddenly, In one group with a large gathering of empaths all zooming out wonderful and intense emails, one post showed up toda… Continue

Added by Saille on April 17, 2009 at 9:08pm — 3 Comments

Ah, the spiral dance of relationships

Opening to another human being is such a tricky affair. It's a wild dance. The twosome forms, tentative, eyes lock and slide away. Memories converge in the same crowded, wounded place in the heart that makes room for possibilities. One's dance card fills quickly after a few years of fits and starts. A few awkward glances across the room, unfulfilled when one doesn't recognize what's in the other's eyes. The woundedness grows over time. The need to hide, the need to run like hell. The deer-caug… Continue

Added by Saille on April 14, 2009 at 6:30am — No Comments