Tonight is actually the 31st so I need to backtrack into yesterday’s adventures. And they definitely are very adventurous…
From Iowa I traveled through Nebraska and what a long drive. I had no idea how flat Nebraska is but it makes sense with the tornadoes that frequent those areas. Everything was beautiful with green landscapes and the skies were blue. I noticed something very pertienent though. There have hardly been any birds or animals especially through Nebraska. I have been spoiled in Southernn New Jersey as the birds are my guideposts in each moment. The Hawks are the most important to me as the Ravens and the Crows so it was a moment in seeing that I was guiding myself completely.
As I looked at the landscape around me sending the machete everywhere I could see, I called upon the Native Energies to assist in the process. Most of you know my drill, Mother Earth, Father Sky, Grandmother Moon, Grandfather Sun, along with all the different species. I asked for the Spirit Keepers of the lands to be open to receiving the healing energies of the Golden Flame.
The stillness was deafening. I felt that the energies were not lower but neither higher frequencies. It was a blending of the same frequency and the land masses looked all the same. That was very interesting. I then had a thought in retrospect ~ we just visited the Golden City of Klehma which included Nebraska. It made perfect sense since this Golden City represents Balance and Harmony. It is exactly what I was feeling ~ no highs and no lows ~ Just Being. When you are traveling 300 miles this can be pretty intense. My energies constantly have needed to be readjusted. Coffee is back in my life because that has helped the grounding tremendously and stopping as much as possible at the service plazas. I have to say that the rest stops in these states are amazingly beautiful. They are landscaped in a special manner and each one is different from the other. It is like visiting nature’s home in each of the areas. I have really enjoyed the variations in the way they are designed.
I also did a tourist run to the spot of the first Pony Express. It was in a very desolate town but brought to me a sense of the Pioneer spirit which is so representative of this journey. Feeling lots of different energies from many different time zones joining me on this adventure.
I have to say that Jane, my niece, has really helped me by being a co-pilot from her home. She has helped me to realize how many miles I have traveled and when it may be good to stop for the night. We had decided that Cheyenne, Wyoming would be a good place. It was well beyond 100 miles in the late afternoon but I pushed myself to arrive at that destination. Little did I know that “Frontier Day” a yearly event was planned on this past weekend. Cheyenne did not have a motel room so I traveled to Laramie at 4:30 p.m. which was another 45 miles down the road.
When I arrived in Laramie, there were not any rooms available there also. I stopped at two different hotels and it seems that the whole town was filled except for one unique motel. In the meantime my other niece, Jeanne, was wiring me cash that evening as my money had been received into my account. I had $100 cash left in my pocket so there was this decision. Cash or room??? I opted on the cash first but then could not find the right place for the Western Union transfer. It was quite comical driving through Laramie trying to find the right location as I was told Wal-Mart and when I arrived there, they told me it was SafeWay. Finding SafeWay was a challenge but after stopping several people I finally found the location.
Okay, so now I arrive and it is 6:20 p.m. The Western Union machine is usually turned off at 6 p.m. and after some interaction with the customer service manager, she opted to keep it open. I honestly think she was guided by the Angels as I was about to fold emotionally after driving so long and not sure where I was going to end up during the night. All was saved, and I received my money. Now to find the last motel which I was unsure was in an area I wanted to stay for the night. I received the directions and ventured towards this interesting lodging. And interesting, it was. “Gas Light Motel” was adorned with cowboy statues, a bear in the corner of the swimming pool, and all kinds of artifacts everywhere. The lodging itself was a typical motel setting where you drove up to your door and the building looked like a log cabin type of dwelling. There happened to be two rooms left and I do believe they were the last two in the city.
It was a big strange but I laughed as there was this large picture of a cowboy on the side of my door. I called upon Archangel Michael and so Michael was the cowboy of the night. Utilizing ascension columns and calling upon every Light Being in the Universe helped me to feel safe. It definitely was a very strange evening.
Lesson of this Day: You never know what what can happen when magic comes into your life; when you least expect it, the pathway is going to change and you have to move with it. Believe that all is being guided Divinely even in the 11th hour when you feel that the bottom is about to fall out. You may just surprise yourself.
It was a relief for me to know that at 7 p.m. I did not have to drive another 100 miles to the next town for lodging. I was protected and guided even when I felt a moment of panic. I did not allow the panic to take me over. That is the main element.
In Expressions of Oneness,