From Your hostess of Light:

Whew….What a couple of weeks it has been, I feel like I have spent 14 days in the belly of the beast. The energies here in the Smokey Mts have been totally liquid and demanding. An imposing liquid downloading for days, dressing the summer leaves in their autumn colors. At this time of year All the colors of change, Blur together like a Salvador Dali painting. A collage of shift is created as we and the autumn leaves hang on for dear life, praying they we the strength and courage to get thru this whirlwind of energies before the 11:11 gateway is activated (fortunately they cannot cancel that).

Drama is spelled with a capital ‘D’ as everyone goes thru the wind-tunnel of love alone, surfing the seas of self and trying to ride their karma.  Didn’t we already do this karmic wash? We can blame it on blue moons, Halloween, eclipses, retrograde and every thing that pushes our buttons, but ultimately we signed up for this part of the journey. We did this knowing full well that we would be asked to go that extra 100 miles and do more than we thought possible

The secret to this place and time is to stand tall against what tries to steal your peace. The distractions come to steal your power away from what truly needs addressed. Stand your ground, stick to what you are currently involved in per life. All  seem to demand our complete attention like a newborn baby. We jump up obediently, every text, every tweet, being swayed word by word, seduced away from what is important to us. With every text and email we are manipulated by another’s mood, needs, wands, demands. This very pliable side-tracked amnesia creeps into our lives every day we continually get escorted out of the building of self-exploration into the building of restriction.

Stay sharp as the summit of your spiritual awareness hones itself like deer on a tree. Do not jump from a craggy cliff like an anxious lighthouse always trying to save those drowning at sea. Stand tall in your Light. Many have lost their trust in the universe; they have lost their way in the mirage of confusion. Some have lost the landscapes of their future. Yes your wings have been clipped but they are now growing back bigger and stronger. The ‘great hope’ that you hold for earth demands flight which demands movement forward, remember birds cannot fly backwards!