My heart hertz. Frequency or frequented

 My heart is learning 

To sacrifice my ego,

I am grateful for humbled hearts.

💌

My heart hertz,

Within the scripture of my harts reality.

There has been a longing to heal 

Throughout this lifetime,I waited,

Longingly awaiting this moment that I can take accountancy.

This day

My heart, enlarged with words, swallowed and accepted and in process for my gentle body to pass through,

The years of grief teach me to let go.

For the bulk in my hearts resolve is bulging, I give gratis for the relevance of time required for this passing,,,,

My heart is n incredible transformer,and I am grateful for my hermit trance.

In the rise and fullness of. Loving heart, brings awareness, 

Too much neglect will tear it apart from the rooted truth.

I choose trust to transmute the unspoken heard,

Belching becomes my new release of energy communication, wordless releases of unwanted resonance, let it go.

Make space in the body's system, for broader horizons and say in full. I found my way when I sacrificed my ego in the rememberence of the unspoken words in worlds unseen, and worlds designed in our flow 💎

When nothing is personal I can finally find the pace to use the space often lost in thought  to put ink to paper, and line the blank pages that will to be rit, from noone and nowhere for nothing is unfit.

Inki

I give thanks for the hidden humour that sustains my play on words.

Yes I believe tis story is begun,

Sacrifice is all knowing the knowing and  the all unknowing knowing nothing is personal once and for all.

Release, let the doors close, let the windows open and observe the flow as I sacrificed my ego and let it all grow, glow, flow, I observe as my thinking becomes my inking and blinking (rem)

As I find my way out. I find my way in,

As I release illusion intrusion delusion exclusion 

I find illustration, conclusion, infusion and inclusion,

We dissolve rejection connection we experience protection, projection 

My heart is my hertz , I my antenna my vibe, my frequency, breathing and alive.

Gratitude for wisdom and wits.

We travel so we can meet ourselves, I quote TIM palnackie 💢⚖️🩶

Kim 🪞

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Adapted prayer from tonglen practice 

*May the root of all suffering dissolve 

May the root of all happiness evolve 

May the root of all fear dissolve 

May the root of all truth evolve

May the root of my ego dissolve 

May the root of my heart evolve 

May the roots of my thoughts dissolve 

May the wisdom of my soul evolve, rooted in love.*

Spiritual connotations (channelled Poem 1992)

 I hear it's a spiritual connotation regardless my dearest friends,

Like saints, we are dressed naked, 

In the land of begotten time,

we purify hearts of the future 

With the bodies rhythm and rhyme.

We are writing the next line.

In your calling we have vision,

Trust behind the eyes,

We're distinctive with production 

We're reaching from the skies.

Earthbound,

Born without a trace,

We are

The cackle in your laughter the mask behind your face

We move with your grace.

Within and without your space.

Yes like the crackle in the fire. You'll hear the witch like tone,

Do not be perturbed ,disturbed,

Just remember you are not here lone

It's. Treasure 

We call leisure 

It's a pleasure 

To be in life.

Kim power chanalled poem January 1992.

Nothing and Noone

 She'd heard the words so often ,she was good for nothing, she was fit for no one , she'd amount to nothing because noone is going to ever love her, mostly from her mother's gossip to her friends. Then one day she grew to understand that the she her mother spoke of was her, yes Her Daughter. 

How much faith her mother gave her to the value of nothing and no one was the Godsend she was given on her Arrival  to the earth. So she sought out nothing and found no one and her union with the simili was her joy.

Anytime she complained to her mother around an ailment or a difficulty her mother's response was often in the words "you are complaining about nothing, get on with what you're supposed to be doing and being quiet., as her complaint was irritating as she was only experiencing growing pains "

Hm

So in her reflection, nothing consisted of growing pains and created difficulty that was merely a distraction as far as she was aware , for nothing is not a thing , nothing was not a reality. Yh

When nothing comes into the body as a growing pain, it seeming comes from nowhere and a gift from noone as an experience to observe , this became an acceptable understanding until one day she heard, God is watching us, asking where God was watching us from, she heard God was an all seeing, all knowing being, that had commands that were paramount to follow. Asking again how can she see God. She often heard God is unseen, and is everywhere and in everything and every one, so she searched for God and found him nowhere, in noone and in nothing, although she did sense the presence of the unseen all knowing God everywhere she went, and told noone about it.

She became aware at the age of 7 of the sacraments of the religion she was baptised into, and she was about to enter the second and third sacraments, confession and communion.

The priest her  allocated confesser, 7 years of age and confessing what, she had to create ill deeds in her mind so she could say something to be given a penance for,,,, she would rack her conscious and found no guilty sins so she created sins for the sake of her confesser requirements.

No sins just the silence within to enable her these , self created illusions to fit the narrative,, this religion was intrusive and created imaginings that fed unwanted attachments of actions she wasn't fond of.

Being good for nothing she is raised as a child that was here to be good for GOD.

In later years she learnt in this world nothing and nowhere and noone and God are one of the same.

In order to be good for nothing she'd learnt to spell effectively, 

She repeated, I am good for nothing, therefore I am good for knowing things.

I am going nowhere, became, I am going, i know where.

Noone is ever going to want her,  became, know one is with her.

This empowered her heart and gave her a confidence in her knowing, for she is good she knows a thing or two and she knows where to find her way through life, and in the company of her knowledge of her ability to know one, she was complete within and had a mission to accomplish with noone nowhere for nothing and there was only her understanding of this to behold.  

And furthermore to thank her mother for her belief and wisdom that she kept as she confused her daughter to preserve her insights whilst she was under her living protection.

You got to be cruel to be kind, her mother would announce, her daughter would reply, yes mum, but surely in the right measures ⚖️

She had a very deep understanding of her mother and this was reciprocating, they shared deep love, the daughter born with a much deeper compassion which got them through the years together, her mother loved her, and she felt the love, that's what matters and what matters still.

Love you mum.

Her mother requested a poem for her resting stone, it reads,

"Take life by the roots

And sap every drop therein,"

'Jean x'

Her request was granted by her daughters that remained as she departed from her skin and bones, her ashes in the wind she's now gone home.

And her requested words are the rit on her stone.🪨💎🗿

IF

you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream-and not make dreams your master; If you can think-and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And-which is more-you'll be a Man, my son!

~ Rudyard Kipling

 He opened his eyes as he slept , for he was carrying a deep and Powerful secret., to appear awake would diminish his purpose for being, 

For what is Knot , privy to know,  he was  thought as the boy who had nothing to say nothing to bring and nothing to add to the world, for he was the boy who slept with his eyes wide open, knowing this brought comfort to the boy for he would never be asked to speak his truth, for he knew the truth he kept was the truth meant to be concealed for reasons he had yet to encounter. Fear based existence.... What is there to fear? Beyond the wrath of God, 

his job here was of a wise monkey to speak know to see know to hear Know and through the wisdom of language to be as silent as the k _in _know.

💤👁️👁️

At 61 brainwashed and unfixed flow (frequency low) what is the image the expectancy pre sown (silence owns) 

When we shift our perceptions from What was pre grown .... When we die through our sleep and wake with our insights,do we wake to take or waste the embrace our finds?

Are we the master of our own minds? 😇 

To witness empty vessels waiting for their fill

To witness full vessels aching for their emptying 

To witness to do lists, scheduled times and commitments 

To witness the tick sheet the pat on the back as tasks are accomplished 

To witness to witness to witness 🙏 

I wake I

As my wits rule my response to the wake

Decided overnight my choice is to appreciate 

The presence that awakes within the free.

Free (frequency ree)? r)(EE) manipulation of energy efficiency R? Radio_active

Frequency differential aligning on a deeper level.

Navigation between the dimensions of consciousnes

Chaos is transforming 

As I transform all transforms around me

Course corrections are timed by design 

Preparation for embracing higher realms of reality 

Being more by being less

Knowing more by knowing less

Hearing more by listening less

Saying more by saying less 

Doing more by doing less

Trusting more by fearing les.s

I am guided when I am aware I am more than I have allowed myself to be

There are no limitations there are only choices and an opportunity to change the status quo.

My future self is my significant other 

My current self is receiving information from my inner awareness 

I am already here ii am already there

He is always with me and I am always by his side

I allow him to walk with me. My soul is at home in his heart.

I am grateful for the body I walk in . I am attracted by the body he walks in.

 My smile is undeniable when he appears in my heart.

We resonate through shared purpose 

Observer effect 

Expectancy in a magnetic field 

Move in your being as self talk is your tool for transforming all things 

Without doubt or condition unfolding identity consciousness 

Intelligence that organises galaxies 

Internal trust

Sense on point

Infinite intelligence 

Multi dimensions intelligence emerges when I am aligned with my highest possible evolution.

Quantum certainty 

Clarity that bypass t.hought .

Yes

Now

This path

Undeniable change, growth is becoming through response

Validation security rightness trust 

Truth unspoken 

Miracles

Infinite possibilities 

Lead the orchestra keeping your back to an audience 

There is no separation 

Reorganization 

Higher dimensional consciousness 

A calling

Role

Embody the frequency of new possibilities 

Increasing authentic frequency resonates creating a morphic field for global shift of global 

This "I am, is 

 ready to receive all that is already mine"

Coherence 

Focused intention 

Thank you for my healthy nervous system.

Desire from essence.

Internal coherence is my reality 

What do I want ?

A global community of understanding with compassion and deep care.

She was known for her endless streams of verbal conscious diarrhoea, mapping by joining the dots, one entity , seeing things differently from the orchestra, hitting notes off key. Often told to keep quiet, to think before she opened her mouth, yet thought wasn't a commodity she was aware of. She wasn't a person of thought she was a reader of silence, why she. Questions did humans have vocal chords if they were disallowed exercise?

Why would words form to be spoken if there are no ears in attendance, the quantity of time she was told to pipe down, be quiet, shut up, let others speak, and when she found the silence impossible her words came,,,, yes like a constant flow of verbal diarrhoea,,, unstoppable uncontainable undeniable, she is wisdoms keeper of secrets that need a voice, yet what use is a voice when there are no ears to hear, no bodies willing to listen, and no company to honour her play on words. Live by the s_ word die by the s_ word,

In this instance a sword becomes a silent word 

Words spoken into the silence of unconscious mass by the conscious form to transform prophet into profits and omit the o to prophecy, woman of know ego has no ego.

Only questions. As she wItnesses, the echo appears and the answer in the mirror 🪞 resonates a new truth into her heart,

Yes quantum leap 

empathetic souls have always been telepathic and as you read this you also remember 

We sleep with our eyes wide open,,,,,,, 

Sending because I feel safe and blessed to share here. 

 at will, in the well of truth.

Kim a woman beyond illusion and with no intention of intrusion just accepting the exclusion that primitive primates empower themselves with for their own sense of inclusion

I consider you my friend.

As I educate my labelled self a condition accepted by sociities limitations that I was ignorant enough to have inflicted upon me.

I'm ready to articulate a breakthrough of my labels and Re identify as a harmonic human being , operating from the depths of love , as my perfect self ignites a magnetic truth like a quay already aligned with the wisdom to enlighten an ignorance unfounded, unfolds.

Possibilities are generally probabilities 

How do we connect to the truth when we are misguided and diagnosed unwell , unfit, through institutions that are covered by sociities limitations. 

Accepting labelling and surviving in a medicated  system of financial management determined by WHO

World health authority 

Unwell 

Or of the 

United Nations well.

reel in the 

Reality. Hm

As long as we are following dictated protocols for the order of social orders and smile a seeming acceptance, then indifference remains, 

Yet when our resonance irritates the social structures, we are then deemed as wired differently, and we need to be medicated to Keep us in check. 

Our resonance of indifference is a good indication that we are in checkmate with the mirror of  the false realities we have been brainwashed to abide by. 

Hear the words 

"walk the middle way"

, hm I ponder, 

The middle way, seemingly to put up and shut up and breath as a translucent being with zero point on your agenda.

Yes God I can do that. 🪞🖤🤍🩶🕳️💨💢🙈🙉🙊💤💌