Al-one

The Pollucite stone beings inspired this sharing.  They came individually and in circles joined by blood red rubies and soft green peridot to sing a song of shattering patterns.  What a beautiful time of year for this song to be heard as it is the beginning of a new year.  Not just any year … 2012 is considered by many to be a very important year.

Pollucite’s song was mirrored in a personal inner journey that I am guided to share with you here.  I don’t usually offer so much of my personal story, but I am trusting that there is purpose in this offering.

I journeyed inwards to a “sacred space” that I created in my inner world.  It was quiet and felt empty.  It felt deserted.  Usually there is at least one of my guides waiting there for me; or their presence is felt somehow.  Even when I am there by myself, I feel a warmth and comfort in being in this place.  This time was different.  I felt alone.  Really alone.  It was uncomfortable.  I was overcome by sadness.  Then from out of the emptiness, my guides began to turn up.  One after another.  I was overjoyed to see them.  This was quite an awakening for me, because that momentary quiet held a deep message.  That I was not alone.  I was never alone and those times when I felt the most alone, are actually the moments where I receive the most support.  That support might not come in human form – but it is there and it is powerful.  What a gift that was and if I’d left my inner world right then and not ventured further, it would have been enough.  However, even though I might have been happy to end there, there was to be more to this journey.  That was just the beginning.

I received an image …  It was an image of a blue glass vase shattering.  I saw all sorts of shattered glass all over the floor of a room (representing my throat chakra).  It was sort of like getting a psychic flash – you know a glimpse of what was to come before it happened.  A premonition within a meditation of an upcoming event within that meditation.  I didn’t know why I was given that image and I still don’t.

Next, a small glass house appeared floating in mid air.  It was quite beautiful – it was Victorian in it’s structure – but it was completely transparent and very open inside.  Victorian architecture is actually quite deep and rich and contains many separate and closed off areas – so this open glass house was quite the contrast to that.  I shrunk down in size so that I could go into the house and Hummingbird came to give me a ride in.  There was no doorway.  She took me to the underside of the house, which was completely open.  There was a ladder extending up into the house for me to climb up and gain entrance.

After I climbed in, the first thing that showed up was a woman – very prim and proper and like a school teacher.  Now that I think of it – she was very Victorian – which goes to show that everything – each detail – holds many connections.  She said to me …

“What were you thinking!”

She repeated it over and over …

“What were you thinking!”

It was a reprimand about something I’d said.  This sparked what I believe was a buried memory.  I think that somewhere in my life, or one of my lives, I made a pact with myself in a moment similar to the one that was being replayed for me, to THINK before I speak.  To analyze and censor and edit EVERYTHING that came into my thoughts before I let them rise out through MY THROAT.  It seems that right then, at that moment, I cut my throat off from my heart … I’d isolated it.  NO WONDER I FELT ALONE!!!!

I continued on.  I saw another figure … He was an englishman I believe and he had a giant smile.  Kind of reminded me of the cheshire cat.  I don’t know much about the Cheshire cat and it wasn’t until I was writing all this down that I remembered that he is a character from Alice in Wonderland.  That’s the second Alice connection … as before I went into the glass house – “MY WONDERLAND”, I needed to shrink down in size.  I’ve come to see that Spirit reveals what needs to be revealed and and all I need to do is trust what comes through.

There was no stairway inside the house.  The ladder that I climbed to get into the house extended right up through the house.  I climbed this ladder to the 5th floor.  I’d already seen the room so it wasn’t a surprise to me.  I’d already seen the shattered glass.  The glass fragments sparked a recollection of the Pollucite Crystal and the stone circles that sang a song of “shattering patterns”.  So when I saw the shattered glass, I felt that message reflected in the broken pieces. 

I received a message through my exploration of this glass house …
 to open up the throat, the rest of the house
must be “open” … CLEAR … transparent. 

That is the only way that I would be able to speak clearly and purely from my heart.  That’s not to say that I have to tell everyone everything all the time.  It means that I do not close off the things that I want to say for fear of saying the wrong thing.  And when there is an open connection between the heart and the throat, what I say will be much clearer and will be more likely to be perceived in the way that I intended.

I see now that the feeling of being completely alone at the start of this journey was showing me something even deeper than I first realized.  Something connected to the shattering glass and the broken patterns.  I don’t know if I can do justice to the description but I will try.  This isolated feeling was quite intense.  It was a sense of … well … as if there was NOTHING there.  I mean NOTHING.  No other being.  Not there or anywhere.   It was a feeling of NOTHINGness.  So when my friends began to emerge … it was like a … SHATTERING.  A shattering of the silence.  A shattering of the emptiness.  A shattering of the illusion that I was alone.  A broken pattern.

This experience came a couple of weeks ago.  I’d been holding onto it, as I had the sense that it was not quite time to release it.  Then the other day I was alone – more alone than I been in a very long time.  I got a beautiful message about how the word “alone” breaks down into AL –  ONE …. all is one!!!!  I’ve never seen that before.  I didn’t see it until I was truly ALONE.  I also see why I was to wait until I got this message before I posted this journey!  It was the PERIOD at the end of the sentence – the completion of the threads that stranded together to create this whole experience and the light that shone through to reveal the hidden folds.

I invite you all to share your own inner journeys with the the stone beings, if you feel guided to do so.  I invite you to open up your heart and allow what you feel to flow out through your words.  If you want a safe place to do so, I created a closed space on google groups.  If you would like to come on by and share or just listen in and feel the support, send me your email address and I will send you an invitation to join the group.  You can contact me through the song of stones website.

I want you all to know that, even though I don’t hear from all of you directly, I do feel your magnificent presence there in support of Song of Stones and I am ever grateful for that.  I feel it all the more so after having this experience that was sparked by the Pollucite crystals and the circles they formed.