Following the Yellow Brick Road to the Edge of the Earth

It’s been 5 months since I clearly got the inner direction to step out!  The call came in loud and clear: “The inside is now the outside.”  No more would be the hibernation of what has been almost 3 years of inner journeying largely alone.  No more would be the time to consider the past, present and future of life unraveling, dissolving, dis-assimilating from the grid of collective human creation.  NO, the inside is now the outside.  The inner temple of light is enough to fulfill the decree to be the light, anchor the light, and create the light.

In the incubator of heart resonance, with 100 brave, pioneering souls, I landed.  CA, Chrysalis retreat with Barbara Marx Hubbard, the vision became clear.  What this vision entails is the future, alive now.  I am now solidly walking the timeline of the future.  This doesn’t sound as impossible as you might think.  Many people “come” from the future.  They hold the dream of tomorrow.  It is so real for them because they are that future reality that all of humanity will springboard into eventually.  Their role is to create a reflection, a mirror, to the rest of the world of our evolving humanity.  In their mirror, we can see our future.

We have a multitude of timelines at work currently.  The status quo that keeps most of humanity enslaved, exploited and disempowered is one timeline (with many trajectories supporting this reality).  The “future” timeline that I am seeing is true freedom for all people.  Where does this timeline take us?  Following the yellow brick road to the edge of the Earth.

Humanity is waking up.  The tipping point potentially manifesting.  Tunisia and Egypt began this out-pouring of truth telling.  Several months before these uprisings I had a dream.  I’m in a Middle Eastern country.  I’m walking home and see police beating people.  I know that they cannot see me because I’m not really here–I’m an infiltrating frequency to witness and in my observing I am allowing reality to “be”.  It is in the “beingness” that this reality of oppression can be transcended.  I make it home to discover that Dr. Martin Luther King is my father.  He lets me in.  He’s noticeably aged, calm and also “being.”  He shows me how the government has covered the house with a new facade and made a front “prayer room” to spy on the people.  We both softly observe it and feel nothing of its power.  The government, the police, the spying tactics have no power.

Months later I’m glued to the TV watching the uprising in Egypt.  I realize the dream as prophecy.  I realize consciousness as power.  I realize that the Everyday Humanitarians are waking up.  The Middle East is the key.  A land that has been fought over and dominated by controllers  has the power to catalyze global transformation.  And now, we are witnessing Occupy Wall Street gatherings all around the world – they are inspired by the Arab Spring.  Many are on the yellow brick road walking towards the Emerald City.

When I was 5 I was Dorothy for Halloween.  Little did I know that the archetype of Dorothy and the symbology of Oz and the Emerald City would become a story of awakening to my power.  Today, this story is all around me.  This summer I announce to a small group of seekers, “I feel like I have woken up, and I’m in the Emerald City.  It is the miracle time.”  A friend from The Bee Hive Collective tells me of her recent journey into the spiritual dimension, “We were in Oz and you were Dorothy.”  Another friend shares her story of heart break and dreams deferred.  Salvation coming when the doors to the Emerald City open and reveal the goodness of love undivided.

I’ve been seeking the Emerald City my whole life.  That enchanting place where one’s heart desires are fulfilled.  The home within where love, goodness and security are never ending.  What may get us on the yellow brick road may be the Wizard, the hope that he will save us and fulfill our needs.  But when one gets to the end of the yellow brick road, the Wizard is discovered to be false and a weak substitute for fulfillment.

A few weeks back I’m pulled into a journey.  It’s riveting and racing.  I’m headed somewhere, and it is a necessary adventure I sense as I see myself running intently down a path through the woods.  I end up on a bridge where I portal into the stars.  I travel through the cosmos for awhile and then I land.  I am in Oz.

The yellow brick road stretches out in multiple directions.  The Emerald City behind me.  Rather than walk towards the City, I am drawn to an off-shoot of the road that ends at the foot of the woods.  And I see myself, adorned in white, pink and golden light swirling about me, a Queen sitting on her cushion of power, the white lotus.  I bow at my feet and cry.  This is what I have come to Oz for.

The racing thoughts of need disappear.  There is no need, only beautiful, desirous existence.  I am this woman of no need.  I am this woman of quiet possibility.  I am this woman of perfect love.

I absorb my ascended presence–feeling the ease of existence loving every part of me.  I sit as me on the Queen’s cushion.  I understand that “need” in this presence is nonsensical.  How could one have need when you are all that is?

To go home, to have a heart, to find courage, or to have wisdom — these were never not with you.  It was only a trick of the false Wizard that made us believe we were without.

I open my eyes from this journey to Oz still feeling the energetic tendrils of my ascended self sitting upon the lotus.  It is this feeling that makes me realize that she is not a fantasy or an unattainable state only to be found in the spiritual realm of Oz.  I decide to try to pull her into my physical experience, which is easy to do as I’m still connected.  And in she comes, not as a blissful thought or a memory but as an alive life breathing presence.  With my eyes wide open I am her; fully embodied by her as if a warm, delicious coat has been wrapped around my body.

The presence lasts for 20 maybe 30 minutes.  I allow it to disperse as my mind wants to consider the impact of this unfolding into my reality.  A few short days later, it comes back.  I am no longer holding space for this presence, it is receiving me with wing tipped arms.

Up to this point of human evolution the yellow brick road has ended with the Wizard and even the good witch who can transport us home.  The tipping point of manifesting our true freedom will come when we know that it is not the Wizard, the good witch, the government, the corporations, the politicians, our parents or our families, our lovers, husbands, wives, boyfriends or girlfriends, friends, teachers, children, elders, countries, universities,  religions, scientists, bankers, etc., etc., etc. that will answer our prayers, hopes and dreams.  It is and always has been YOU.

When you discover that the Wizard is false, the question becomes where will the yellow brick road take you now?  What you may discover is that it takes you to the edge of Earth.  When you get there it appears that there is nothing there.  It’s blank, seemingly empty.  But one by one, more people arrive.  They too have discovered the road to the edge of the Earth.  You hold hands and collectively decide to jump.  You jump into the unknown, yet, you know you are falling safely into your own arms.

At the edge of the Earth, the false Wizard dissolves and the New Earth rises out of the seemingly empty edge.  Oz becomes a far away dream.  All the “future” timelines of freedom and peace presented by those from the future like Dr. Martin Luther King are now.

Dr. Martin Luther King once took me to his mountain top.  He said to me, “My love is the same as the one that is in you.”  From this vista on the mountain top I could see his dream and the dream of the many that came before him–freedom for all of human kind to live without tyranny and to freely choose ones’ destiny.  Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness…not because it is given to us but because we are sovereign and we are free.

Global transformation will come when we awaken to the freedom we always had.