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Last night, I interviewed Aleya Dao (www.AleyaDao.com) on my show, Queen of Dreams Radio (http://recordings.talkshoe.com/TC-39674/TS-520119.mp3). I had received her amazing CD prior to the show and I had a sense the show would be special somehow, but I had no idea just how special it would be!
For many years I have heard people talk about the end of the Mayan Calendar, the year 2012 and ‘the ascension.’ Quite honestly, none of this has ever ‘spoken’ to me. When I would hear the doom and gloom, I would tune into my own guidance and would get a sense of ‘not true.’ I believe every person has their right to their own perspective, so I would just accept that these viewpoints were from another perspective and simply accept that they were for that person, but not for me.
My own journey has been full of so many wonderful miracles, messengers and wonderful experiences I have been busy enough and, again, quite honestly not pulled to be ‘concerned’ about what this 2012 is all about. I have literally felt no concern about researching it or studying what others think about it. My own sense was that it was ‘good’ – whatever it was.
Yesterday, working with a client, I had the opportunity to share what I have been sensing on planet Earth. I have been seeing for years that many loving, tender hearts who have felt tossed around on the waves of the mass consciousness feeling battered by the storm of the energetic uprisings that are now being reflected in our world on nearly every continent. These sensitive souls have gone underground – many of them, though not all – as the world has gotten more in the ‘mind’ aspect and the dog-eat-dog world has gnashed at itself in survival mode.
And, then, this year I felt a lightning of the heaviness – as early as January. By June, the energies seemed to be swirling in a much more positive way. I began to notice less ferocity in the air (despite the external experience that was born in prior energies) and more of an energy of acceptance. By September, I had noticed more shifting and the energies felt swifter, more uplifting. The mind aspects seemed to be less ‘apparent,’ less of a hindrance to ‘being.’ I have been shifting right along with these energies, and feeling so supported! Around October 23, I noticed what I felt as a ‘quickening’ and Mark and I stepped into a greater creation ourselves…in response to my soul’s work, and my heart felt so HAPPY!
For the first time since my own awakening, I have been able to go ‘out’ in the world and feel completely at ease and good without the energetic side effects of becoming ill. I have felt so like myself again! I enjoy meeting and talking to people. I have been so grateful to be ‘in’ the world again.
All of this, and then Aleya Dao shows up last night, on the eve of a transformational event – 11/11/11 – and shares the ‘back story’ of what is and has been going on for the planet on an energetic level! It has been what I have felt and what I’ve noticed in clients – a returning to the heart – fully and completely.
When she spoke of 11-11-11 and what it means for a new ‘energy’ to rule the world, my heart resonated with her words. I have never felt 2012 was about doom or gloom. I have always maintained this time would be a shift, a gift of great magnitude. That has been what I’ve carried in my heart for years as I’ve met others talking about this subject. I have not, until last night with Aleya, found a ‘match’ to what I know is true.
Right now, one of the most important things for you to know is that if your ‘mind’ is running out of control with what to ‘do’ or what to ‘try’ to do, then just stop. The energy of the ‘mind’ is moving out. Our planet has been ruled by this energy for thousands of years, perhaps even more. Now, is the time for the heart to begin to rule our creations, our innovations, our uplifting of human consciousness. I know that if you are reading this right now, your essence – your very being – is attuned to the heart.
Now is your time! It’s your time to listen, without fear, to what your heart is guiding you to and to KNOW that you are given all you need for its accomplishment. And, then ACT from that place! Of course, I’ve seen for YEARS heart people trying to create from the mind. My own crisis originated in this! There is no need for you to be anything other than what you are … loving, caring, inspired. Heart people – creative power people is what I call you – move from inspiration. When you don’t, you probably don’t get very good results. Think of your path, think of what has happened… see what is true for you. Heart people ride the wave of Spirit…and, as you know, Spirit can guide you to the highest branch of the tallest tree! There’s no need to be like a squirrel on the ground digging for nuts – that’s what the mind does! For creative power people, if you hope to live your lives full of well-being, you must learn – once and for all – that your mind does not hold your answers. You are ‘built’ to move from inspiration!
I invite you to listen to the show last night and to hear Aleya’s inspiring story of what this shift is all about. Why now is the time for you if you have ever wanted to be a lightworker but feared being persecuted, if you have felt in your heart that you must help the world in some way but nothing ever seems to pan out, if you know you are here for a greater purpose but have not had the courage to act.
If there ever was a time to embrace all that you are…according to Aleya, the next three to four months is it!
I see it all around… already for those sensitive souls that have been meandering in their minds. The heart is here to guide you and the energies now will ensure that you, truly, will know and, more importantly, feel your heart’s guidance – greater than ever before.
Aleya is a sound healer and shares her energy in the form of sound. I know this is how the Angelic Realm has been assisting… by voice…or rather through the voice frequency of those who speak (I’m swimming in professional speakers right now who are shifting!) 
If this message resonates with your heart, consider sampling Aleya’s Cups of Consciousness to experience how these vibrational cups can enhance your own vibration.
She creates a ‘cup’ each day for you to have with your cup of joe or tea – you can listen to this in the background as you check email. And, the sound will simply help you attune to the ‘energy’ of the day. It’s like attuning your energy field to what’s up on planet Earth so you can go with the flow instead of feeling battered by the energies out there! You are an energetic being… all there is is energy!
Aleya offers a one-week completely free subscription to her cups. I had to laugh… when I read her site, she says: “No obligation, no hooks, no catch, no credit card. (Some things in life are actually free!)” That suspiciousness and fed-up-ness is the ‘old’ energy we are saying good-bye to now in this shift (YAY!!!) So, I would invite you to grab a cup and open to today’s bathing of a new era of energies to live, dance and love in!
http://www.aleyadao.com/landing/
Life is good. If life isn’t good for you… then maybe it’s time to start listening to your heart and following it. There, you have every answer you need or desire!
All my love…
Tina
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For more than a couple of months now, I’ve had this sparkly, surreal feeling while being in my house. I notice it most when I walk down the stairs. I feel as if I am extremely lucky to be living my life. I get the feeling of being inside of a dream…that I live in my dream home. I find that I look over to my office as I leave the stairs and I like what I see. I see the berry pink walls and the glitter, paints and my guitar on the wall. Then, I walk through to the downstairs living room and feel as if I am so lucky to be here.
A month or so ago, I walked down the stairs (feeling this way) and I walked through the living room to the kitchen. I could see the christmas lights twinkling through the living room window. The holly bushes that surround the back side of our pool are covered with small, white Christmas lights. Last year, after years of desiring that sparkle, I placed each strand on the tall bushes. Yet, on this evening, the lights meant that Chance and Mark were in the pool. I walked to the kitchen, feeling my feet against the tile floor and noticed that everything just seemed brighter, somehow richer. I felt drawn to the back door, so I pushed it open and walked out to the pool to watch them. Chance was screaming and carrying on…something I usually hear from inside. I felt happy inside – extremely happy. He and Mark were playing and I could see their pale bodies illuminated next to the pool light. Again, I noticed how everything seemed brighter somehow. The lights were brighter. The pool light was aglow.
I walked inside and started to go back upstairs. I had the distinct feeling of knowing I had created this experience. In that moment, the memory of how this house came to be came to mind. We were looking for a new house. We had an idea of how much we were willing to spend. This house was nearly $30,000 more than that. We had passed on it after the homeowner said he would not budge on the price. We kept looking. House after house made this one seem that much more appealing. I had felt when the homeowner initially said no it was because he had a date in mind when he would lower the price. We knew it was overpriced for the neighborhood. As we continued to look at other houses, I kept feeling that Mark really liked this house. I wanted him to have what he wanted. The last house was my idea.
Finally, one day, all of this built to a climax. While we were looking at another house, a messenger said to me, “If you want that other house, you must go now. There’s another couple coming and they are willing to pay full price.” I turned to our realtor and told her we wanted to go look at this house once more. As we stood in the kitchen that afternoon, I knew what number had to be on the paper for the owner (the husband) to say yes. We worked the numbers so that they worked for us and also showed him the number he must have said he ‘had’ to have before he could say yes. I asked Mark once again, “You are sure this is the house you like?” I had felt that this could be Mark’s turn to choose. I liked the house, I just didn’t care for the living room/kitchen area downstairs…it was galley style. A lifetime of living in apartments had left me not liking galley style areas. But, like Mark, I loved the yard and I loved the upstairs. Mark agreed. We turned in the paperwork, and the offer was accepted. Three days later, just as the messenger warned, another couple from out of state arrived and fell in love with the house (we were still in the option period). They were willing to pay full price – above market value.
This feeling of being ‘lucky’ – a word I prefer to fortunate, for some reason. It has a magical quality, this feeling and the word, a feeling of safety and security. I feel as if I navigate in this energy and it is here to remind me that creation is always available…just like it was when we created this house – our home.
The surreal feeling continues and the incidences keep coming to match this feeling. Wonderful synchronicities, amazing connections and I do feel as if I have entered a surreal existence – one where anything is effortlessly possible. I am so grateful! This is a whole new level of possibility for me… I’ve always felt anything is possible. This is an effortless feeling – beyond anything I’ve felt before.
And, perhaps, the joy this brings is why I so want others to experience it, too. I can’t wait to share my latest book with you.
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My mom is moving to the hill country just outside of Austin. She has had this dream in her heart for a VERY long time.
I’m excited for my mom. She has never had a dream house since I was in 6th grade, and even when she had that one, she was working all the time to try to pay for it so it doesn’t even really count.
This new house is so ‘her.’ She has always wanted to live in the Hill Country, which for those of you who don’t know, is down near Austin, Texas. She is totally going to LOVE being down there with all of those artists (she’s an artist – an amazing one who really has a divine connection where she just downloads tons of ideas).
What I love most, though, is that a couple of years ago, we talked about her dream of a new house. One never knows why someone has a dream. And, the truth is, you don’t need to defend your dream – your desire for it is enough. At that time, she was willing to write down her ‘wish’ and to put down on paper what she desired. However, like many people, she didn’t step into it. Instead, the dream simmered on the back burner.
When I went to her house this past February, that simmer had worked into a rolling boil. She was frustrated (a good sign that it’s time to make a decision) and she wanted more. She was tired of fixing things on her old house. She wanted her studio to have various comforts. As we harnessed the energy of creation, I asked her again, “What do you want?” She said she wanted a house that was conducive to having family over and having more get togethers. She wanted to get together and celebrate more often. For years, she has been so embarrassed about her house (she lives in a single-wide mobile home out in the country that has essentially been completely rebuilt inside – my stepdad is a master carpenter – and there’s absolutely NOTHING wrong with a single-wide, it’s just that that house is not my mother’s dream house). Yes, it’s small, but we could all fit. Yes, it needs some repair, but the food is good and the company is even better. Like many people, she often would let her frustration about what she wanted to create overshadow the reality.
November 2010 must have been the beginning of my mom starting to let go. She decided that she WOULD have everyone over for Thanksgiving – despite the cramped quarters. She had been putting it off for years! We invited some friends, a couple who we knew would be non-judgmental and loving, who didn’t have plans for Thanksgiving. When I told my mom our friends would be coming, too, I could feel her grimace, and then right behind it, I could feel her letting go. I guess she figured if I had invited them, then it would be okay. If anyone knew what her house looked like, it was me!
At Thanksgiving, we arrived, and I could feel my mom was overwhelmed. I helped get everything organized and the dinner went off without a hitch. My mom has a heart of gold. She is super creative and always has all kinds of creative ideas of what she would like to do. I just wish she could relax and see that we all love her and that she is a hoot and so much fun! I believe it was after that Thanksgiving that she realized life is too short to be worried about dust and whatnot. Fourteen of us were cram-jammed into that little space, laughing and talking, and it was just fine. It was actually BETTER than fine. It was the FIRST Thanksgiving my mother has ever had for all of us and I am 43, my brother is 40, and my step-brothers are 40 and 39!!! They have lived in the same little single-wide mobile home for 23 years.
I truly believe that her letting go of what she didn’t want to see opened spaced for what she could receive in. In February, I asked her, “Are you WILLING to decide that you will have what you desire, understanding that you don’t have to figure out how it will happen?” She looked at me suspiciously, and then gave in (yes, I can be VERY persuasive!) and said, “Yes, I’m willing.”
After 23 years, they have purchased my mother’s dream home – a house in the Texas hill country, complete with hardwoods (she has always wanted hardwoods) and a three-tier deck in the back for plenty of bar-b-que cookouts and family gatherings.
This move, even with its added responsibility (my step dad’s mother has moved in with them), is a miracle. Plus, my stepbrother and his wife, who is a nurse and who works with the elderly like my step dad’s mother (who will also be going with them), is 10 minutes away and can step in to help my mom. Everything lined up like a magical story that only happens in Hallmark movies. I am SO happy for my mom! 
When my mom was over last week, she told me that she had written down a list of things she wanted in a new house two years ago when I told her to start dreaming and that if she didn’t believe in her dream, who would? She said this house has everything she had on her list. But, it wasn’t until she really allowed herself to ‘decide’ she could have it that everything aligned for this to happen. The full story is quite amazing… and such a testimony to creative spirit!
My mother would have NEVER dreamed that she would be having the experience she is having. She couldn’t… she literally couldn’t see how anything was possible since she always thought she had to do everything herself!
I have so many stories like this… amazing, miracle stories of creation and faith. I often say that it costs nothing to ‘make a true decision’… you can literally make a decision for nothing and get so much more than you can imagine. God is more generous in the giving than we often are in the asking or the receiving…allow that magic to flow!
About a year and three months ago, Mark and I went out to visit Dusty Rose (a.k.a. Mom). I had plans to take pictures and to help her set up her blog. This would be a surprise for her – my idea since I had signed up for a blog challenge and she had ‘wished’ she could, but she didn’t have a blog.
Like I had planned, I ran around and took photos. We went through a few thousand (or so it felt) WordPress themes, and finally found one she liked. With the blog set up, we started to write her ‘about’ page or her ‘bio.’ I traveled back in my mind to figure out the timeline… she moved out there when I had just graduated high school. My brother and step-brothers graduated from high school there. I estimated that she had been living her dream for about 24 years. I began writing her bio… “For more than two decades Dusty Rose has been living her country-fied dream of being an artist.” I finished the bio and gave it to my mother to read and edit.
She looked at it, and said (very matter of fact way), “I haven’t been doing my art that long.” I just looked at her like, “Mmmm, well, yes you have.” She said, “No, I haven’t.” And, I was like, “Remember, you lived out her and you worked for the state, and then after about five years of driving 120+ miles per day, you quit and started doing your art full-time?” It was odd to be arguing a timeline with the person who was supposed to have lived that timeline. She looked at my suspiciously, but then I started matching my own timeline to hers… I was married and then I was divorced (after nearly 8 years), single for four, and I’ve been married to Mark for 10, so… well, that’s more than 20 years!
She couldn’t believe it. She literally, in her mind, thought it had been about 10 years. Where does the time go?
And, that’s how our lives go. We dream. We create the dream. We live in the dream. Sometimes we forget to dream more – even when our world doesn’t really feel like a dream anymore.
I began to talk about how I remembered that her dream at the time was to quit her job and do her art full-time. She had, in fact, been living the dream for TWO decades! I began to say to her, “Mom, you are living the dream that you so desired many years ago. You are living the dream that MANY artists DREAM of… living out in the country, free to create as you wish, a full studio full of all kinds of art supplies, a big resource stash of reclaimed wood and metal at your disposal and a partner (my step dad) who can help you create anything!”
She nodded, but I could tell that she didn’t feel like this life was a dream.
I added, “Mom, if you don’t feel lucky to be living the life you are currently living, that just means you have an invitation to upgrade the dream. It’s time to dream a new dream.”
She listened, but I could tell she wasn’t sure that was really possible – perhaps, or even true.
All of this happened mid June 2010.
In late January of this year, I awoke to the idea to give my mom my treasured computer armoire. I called her and let her know I was ready to give it to her. The thing about my connection with my mother is that I’m extremely sensitive to her desires. If she needs help, I wake up feeling inspired to go help her. If she wants a new computer armoire, I wake up wanting to give her mine. This time, with the armoire, I could feel that she was ready for her own space. She had desires to have her OWN computer, her OWN desk and a yearning to have her OWN personal space. I see how easily my mom creates what she wants. I’ve always seen it – beyond the feelings of limitations, beyond the beliefs – and mostly because I’m usually part of the magnetic pull of her desires! A couple of months earlier she had said she would ‘pay’ me for my armoire if I was ready to get rid of it. I didn’t want her to pay me…at the same time, I wasn’t ready to let it go. About the same time she asked about the armoire, my step dad pulled Mark and me aside because he wanted to buy her a laptop and surprise her. Yes, her desires for personal space (she had been sharing a computer and desk with my step dad) were brewing.
Note… SHE did not go buy her computer, SHE did not go buy an armoire, SHE did not get someone to get her computer ready with all of the programs she needed. SHE did nothing but decide she wanted these things. The rest of us scurried around in the magnetic pull of her desire.
I believe that our conversation from June had been percolating… if you aren’t living your dream life, then what are you living?
When we arrived to deliver the armoire in February, we arrived to see my mom worked up. Not in a big way, but more in a way that was boiling under the surface. I walked right into the energy. I certainly wasn’t paying attention. All of a sudden, I took it all on. The anger. The frustration. The irritation. I began acting it out. Now, here’s the rub. I had been feeling similarly. Mark and I had had a long conversation on the way out to drop off the armoire. I was an energetic match.
Mark went to the store to get something. My step dad went to play Farmville. Mom and I headed out to her shop. I began to pay attention to what was bubbling up. I noticed a pattern in her that I also felt in me. It smacked of “I can’t because he wants something different from what I want.” I felt it with Mark. She felt it with her husband. I suggested four or five things, and every time she said, “I’ve been waiting on him to do it.” Soon, I could feel and notice the patterns. I was running the same patterns with my husband! Ack!
I harnessed the anger, the frustration, the irritation and declared, “Mom, if we aren’t living the lives of our dreams, then there’s only one reason… because we have not decided to! Let’s do it NOW – time to DECIDE!” I realized I had been holding myself back and making Mark my scapegoat. I saw the same in my mom. I had seen my step dad as someone who has always done what he could to give my mother what she desires. Same with Mark. He would do anything for me. What both she and I were bumping up against were our strong husbands who believe THEY know the best way for us to have what we desire. It wasn’t that they were trying to keep us from having what we want, it’s just that their way, their approach doesn’t necessarily feel good to us. We are both so sensitive, we tend to let things go instead of speaking up. We tend to dismiss, let go of things instead of making a big deal about it. However, in the process, we were mistaking this for ‘we can’t.’
Wow – what a HUGE a-ha! I knew it was time to shift this ancestral heritage. I knew I didn’t want to live this way anymore!
There we were sitting across from each other in my mother’s art studio. I started asking her, “Mom, what do you really, really want? No limits… what do you want?” As she spoke, I began to listen energetically…asking new questions as they came to me. Soon, she had her manifestation set. She was complete.
I’ll share tomorrow what has happened since then. It’s a GREAT story… I LOVE creation!
Today, as I sat outside reading a book that is three days overdue, I enjoyed the sounds all around me. Mr. Squirrel who is busy choosing acorns for his stash. The sounds of the waterfall from the pool. The birds chirping from the bush nearby. A steady hum of cars driving by at rush hour.
The stillness felt so good. The early fall temps equally as wonderful.
As I read my book, I reflected on the sidelines of my mind how my story has been so similar to the author’s. Experiences of talking to my inner child. Falling into my heart one night upon closing my eyes. A deep recognition of my inner wise woman, my moon maiden and mother. So many experiences I wonder how I would share all of this…and then right behind that wondering, the wondering of … is it even necessary to share?
The one that most speaks to me to share is entering the heart. As, this is where your desires, your connection to all is readily available.
One night, as I began to close my eyes, I suddenly found myself in a room (more like a large-ish closet) full of books. The books were not arranged on shelves like you might find in an organized and proper library, rather, they were in a heap in the middle of the floor!
I wondered, Where am I?
I heard, “Your heart.”
Oooooh, I need to do some MAJOR housekeeping! I became more concerned about the state of affairs in my heart than I was in the actual contents.
Many months later, I returned with more courage to actually look around and see what was available for me there. When I arrived this time, I saw an old-fashioned writing desk sitting in front of a bay window (kind of like the picture below, except the desk was much wider – taking up nearly the entire width of the small room). The light streaming through the bay window gave the room a glow of healthy creativity. I looked around and saw books on bookshelves, which flanked the room.
Well, at least they are more organized now! I wonder who did that? As the thought flowed through my mind, the memory of journaling one morning came to me. I had outlined 12 books that would be in nine different categories. Ah, I had organized my thoughts and my creations that morning – without even realizing it!
With the extra courage I brought for this journey, I had not a hope to be able to summon the boldness to read the books on the shelves…their spines glimmering from the gold letters etched in the leather. Deficient of this, I walked to the writing table where I saw many writing instruments. A ballpoint pen. A sharpened feather with ink well. A calligrapher’s set. A leather writing pad covered nearly the entire surface. I looked out the window, perhaps to escape the invitation, and saw wooded acreage stretched as far as I could see.
Where am I? I wondered.
Again, the answer, “In your heart.”
Why has my heart brought me here?
“To write.”
That seemed obvious, but had I made the conscious choice to do so? It didn’t seem like it. I certainly wasn’t acting like it. I had not even cracked my journal for weeks prior to this. And, though, I liked the idea of writing, I didn’t want to sit and actually do the writing. And, while I was curious which books lined the shelves, I certainly did not have the fortitude to go and read the creative works that my heart held.
Instead, I took a gift. The knowing that whatever we hold in our heart is ours to create – ours to choose to create. When, again our choice.
I drifted off to sleep without writing nor sneaking a peek of what was to come.
So many months later, I am back in my heart. This time to write… and ready to create it. 
What’s in your heart? Do you dare to sneak a peek?
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