At the Beginning of My End
Ever since I can remember,
I've had this inner drive
To publicize my crazy life.
It ended many “normie” friendships
Before they could even begin.
But like panning for gold,
With time and patience,
You emerged.
Making every,
Single,
Bit,
Of this,
Well worth the trip.
~ EM
In many ways, this atypical life has been, and always will be, poetic. Soon it became musical. And then, in later years, I discovered that most of what I wrote, sang, and channeled was barely relatable to others. I could not compete with pop culture. Nor did I want to. It was a lonely life. And surprisingly, this was a life with many friends. Certainly, there would be a few folks who would appear, filled with teary-eyed gratitude for my saying or singing these things out loud. They felt validated. Ah, yes, that sweet but rare validation.
Today, this is my greatest reward: to give to others the validation I so desperately needed and did not know how or where to find. I do not exaggerate when I say to the few who approached me after a concert or commented on a blog: Thank you. You were the ones who kept me going. And even when I tried to end my life in ‘98, the “Visitors” guided me, through a bioenergetic event, to the astonishing beauty of the MotherLight within. I knew instantly why I should keep living, and why you should too.
Sometimes I would go for years without meaningful feedback or resonant encounters with other humans. You see, it was my Visitors that pushed me way beyond this consensus reality, continuing to make me a very strange bird indeed. With each new otherworldly contact, I felt myself growing further away from the normie scripts. I was a stranger in a strange land. I no longer knew the language or the customs. Not even to fake it. Can anyone hear me? I would cry out.
I’m pretty sure that’s how they had been feeling, too—my Visitors. Nobody could see or hear them either. Only distorted perceptions of them. I believe this is why they started visiting some of us… to see if they could perhaps reorient us to their language, which is our ancestral language, and help us clear the cobwebs of conditioning. At the beginning of my end, what I once perceived as a curse is now a blessing beyond words. They arrive in these cyclical intersectional times to help us see what we have been trapped within, to restore our true nature, remind us of our worth, and rise.
Been There Done That. Now What?
Over the years, I have blanketed the internet in a variety of ways: YouTube, blogs, websites, Twitter (I prefer this name), and more. And let’s face it, it was not popular or interesting to people. I didn’t speak “cool” or know the related buzzwords. Still, I continued to translate and pass on what I was learning from this Intelligence. Alas, the given honesty tools and practices required the will to engage, to dig and expose the suppressed aspects of who we are, mostly of an emotional nature. I understood from them that we can’t take the buried stuff with us. And yet, this high-frequency light is surely lifting those who are ready to fly.
Roughly ten years ago, I removed my social media presence on the bigger platforms. All of this has been guided. By whom? You know, The MotherLight—by way of my Visitors.
“Be bold. Make these connections in person,” it reverberated inside.
In the digital realm, this will be my last container in which to pour it all. There is already plenty of history out there on my blogs, my book, and even my music. The emphasis here will now be on how to navigate beyond what we’re told. For years, they have informed me with their feeling-knowing language, and then I become the guinea pig, testing out their tools and guidance to see if it actually worked. And it did.
As I sit on the threshold of now, the focus of my work is primarily here, working in tandem with both human and nonhuman beings, and locally, in person. I can envision that future hybrid digital and in-person meetings are possible. We will know as the co-creation of this unfolds.
Sharing my Community with You. Why? Because they say there are many more of us here. Maybe it’s you.
I would say that the most exciting part of my life was when I started meeting others like me. And guess what? My “blanketing” project paid off. In pushing past the deflated feelings of being unpopular, irrelevant, and why do I even bother? I found the few, the blessed few who have also experienced and actively integrated radical, transformative events throughout their lives. For years, we have been maintaining a small community. Happy to be the nerds of our time, invisible under the barrage of slick narratives whose presentations appeared far more riveting than what we had to offer. It was tough to keep pace with that, so we fell back. Until now, that is. The few of us only had these crazy stories that nonhuman intelligence was pure love; visiting and downloading into us, reminders about humanity’s Universal Truth, roots, and a cosmic design that, when revived, had the power to break the spell – a deep, dark grip of a spell that tried to tell us we were far less than what we actually are.
No Set Schedule or Strategy for this Platform
I am off-script. Navigating beyond these systems requires the reading of energy instead of falling into programmed patterns again. To start, everything here will be open and free to the subscriber. I share my cosmic currency freely. However, if you are blessed with an abundance of worldly currency, I will graciously accept your support at the level that is comfortable for you. In the future, should you choose to have more personal access to me and others in my close circle, I will certainly develop a way to do this. And if I require more worldly currency at a future point, I will restructure things. In addition, if these streaming messages develop into more sensitive or exclusive data for the dedicated travelers who may gather here, this will likely require a paywall. Think, secret mystery schools. There are very good reasons to be discerning with the dissemination of this data. Many souls like to talk story about a future time of magical ascension. And then there are the few who have been present, in service of Love, and are ready to spread their wings and fly.
I happen to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that every one of us is loved and treasured by this Field of Original Source Light – First Father, First Mother, and all of the dedicated messengers. They are always here, pinging us in the Present. And in this beginning of the end, know that it leads to a New Sun, far greater than we can even imagine. But in this end, it is you and I who must choose to fly… once again.
Thank you Eileen!!!! 💜🌎💜🌍💜🌏💜
Greetings, EM...thank you for sharing my post. It's a great pleasure meeting you and learning more of your story! Looking forward to knowing you better!