Musings  by Trinity Shea Thomas

It has always seemed so odd to me that I can know something completely profoundly and then years later remember it. Which means in between somehow it is forgotten. Or that I have lapsed into unawareness, or gone to sleep in some way.

The tides of life now are beckoning, enticing, prodding me to stay awake. As if I could learn to live without sleep of any kind to make sure I don’t forget to remember….. everything. Jalaluddin Rumi’s poem, “Awake”, says it so well.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you…
Don’t Go Back to Sleep.

You must ask for what you really want…
Don’t Go Back to Sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill
Where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.

Oracles Rising
October 2007

And there came a time upon the Earth when those souls who had been Oracles in days past remembered, gathered, rose up, and took up their talents once again to shine the light so that darkness would not be. And the Oracle ability began to be born fully alive in the children and to permeate the airs and waters and memories and hopes of the sentience of the planet. The ability to be consciously connected to the web of light, the heartbeat of Earth, memories both past and future, and most importantly each other’s hearts, held in the loving embrace of the One Heart. At long last, the Oracles were Rising.

I am pleased to say that I have always known I remembered. Remembered where I come from, why I am here, and what is true. Jennifer Posada, in her wonderful book, The Oracle Within, speaks eloquently about the loss of our oracular abilities as “The Great Forgetting.” Throughout even the historical records which remain it is clear that the civilizations on our planet have endured cycles of achievement and loss repeatedly. The great libraries of knowledge in Alexandria were burned, and we undoubtedly cannot fathom what was lost, even in that one event. “The Great Forgetting” seems to have come over us like a seasonal flu, stopping us in our tracks from time to time. Some theorize it is due to galactic rotation cycles or photon belts. Some claim it is an Illuminati conspiracy and some insist it is all just a curriculum designed to teach us something. It doesn’t really matter to me now why this has occurred, only that it is over. And that I am here to participate as a catalyst in The Great Remembering.

I have employed crystals, mediumship, infused knowledge, soul advocacy, essential oils, intuition activation, soul retrieval and various types of sound as awakening tools and found they are the most effective in a customized synergy. Each modality is simply a reflection of our own soul’s light, through a particular lens, for our entertainment and resuscitation. The purpose of all of these tools is to lovingly escort us to the place and day when they are no longer needed, because we Re-member Ourselves and Remember.

The Great Remembering is promoted by groups incarnating and being recognized as enhanced, called Indigos and Crystals among other things, who catalyze change and bring new talents. It is sustained by a willingness to embrace intuition and psychic abilities. The Great Remembering contains a distinctly feminine element, not confined to the feminine gender, but rather to the balanced and perfected feminine archetype living in every human.

In this time, this Shift of the Ages, we Oracles rise. Like flowers that have waited a millenium to finally blossom, our LightSeeds activate and push through the darkness to unfurl our light, in the light, as the light. This burst can require a bit of courage, and we are generally known for our passion. Mostly it just requires “Re-membering Ourselves and Remembering.”

 Just Take It As A Pop Quiz
June 2007

Having allowed myself to be aware of energies surrounding me, I became aware of my need for protection from disharmonious or intrusive ones. And on a free will planet of choice, the spectrum of energies is vast indeed.

When I asked to be shown how I am affected by others' energies, I was shown a web of strings coming to me. Then I was shown how I can send out similar energy strings to others. Of course it works both ways, and I am slightly more responsible for what I send out than what I am affected by.

Knowing the only real protection is to be so powerfully connected to the heart of my God that I am focused on my highest outcomes and so completely full of love at all times that nothing else can possibly enter my space, I find I am not 100% able to pull that off. And so I have my regimens, strategies and tools. One of which is to ASK for help from my Angels and God regularly. To ask for protection.

And I have over the years been quite disappointed to discover that when I ask I do receive, but it does not always seem to hold. In fact, the windows are occasionally alarmingly short. I am disgruntled at this state of affairs, and constantly negotiating to get a better deal.

In exasperation, I complained loudly this week about the assurances of protection followed by an incursion of one kind or another. It made it seem to me that the assurance was false. I felt betrayed. So, being me, I demanded an explanation.

I was so oh so kindly informed that "being protected does not necessarily mean you will be unaffected. You will not be harmed. You may be challenged."

I was so sorry to hear that! And yet it rang so true. I am grateful for my protection. And on notice that I am engaged in a curriculum on Earth School which, by definition, is a constant series of challenges, which I plan to graduate from, unscathed.

Of course, the further notes indicate that I am in charge of the definition of injury versus information. And remembering I was "told" decades ago that "pain is only more and different movement than your ego/body/mind has expected". I apparently must remember that I am unconquerable and unstoppable.

The occasional challenges are Pop Quizes.

Scared or Sacred
December 2006

Very recently this particular set of words came to my attention. Because I mispelled "scared."　 So obviously "scared" is about fear which is not deemed particularly holy. And "sacred" is deemed particularly holy and more aligned with love.

Scientists tell us that the human nervous system can only house either fear or love, never both at the same time. The Course in Miracles teaches that there are only two choices, to fear or to love. So when we are afraid, or scared, if we choose to feed ourselves with and fill ourselves with love, we lift our energy toward the sacred.

Apparently we are at choice, as a species, as heirs to heaven, about whether we are going to feed and house love or fear. Which will determine whether we ultimately are scared or sacred. So very interesting that the patterns of the letters are so similar, and the meaning so opposite. We must be on a polarity planet.

Re-membering Ourselves and Remembering
June 2006

And so on June 11, 2006, I found myself activating, on World Activation Day, yet another of the rampant coincidences that form the breadcrumbs on my path.

World Invocation Day is a world day of prayer when men and women of every spiritual path join in a universal appeal to divinity and use the Great Invocation . Together they focus the invocative demand of humanity for the light, the love and the spiritual direction needed to build a world of justice, unity and peace.

And so as I joined my consciousness to this world movement I felt myself lifted, just enough, to reach for a new level of courage. I could feel my light amp up, and my body relax. I re-membered that I am a powerful particle in a huge wave divinely guided. Remembered in the cells of my body, the prions of my spirit. The adamantine particles of my will.

Then my precious husband and I were taken to dinner by my angel sister, and we spoke of nothing ordinary as we dined on food brilliantly prepared with love in our sacred valley in the mountains above Santa Barbara. We re-membered ourselves as we laughed together at our Earth stories and origin memories. The weave of love between us unzipped as we celebrated being in school together on Earth. Our conversation danced so delightfully that we continued at home until late in the evening, telling new levels of truth about who we are, why we came here, what we've learned and why it matters. And forged a deeper alliance laced with planned action. I felt and feel so alive, so on course, so hopeful. I graduated from something into something new that day. I am grateful. I feel safe. I remember...

When I feel grateful, I know I have learned (or remembered) something new. I pass through the resistance, avoidance, denial, anger and fear into acceptance and great fullness. I receive my new module of truth and integrate it into action. I am grateful to be an Angel with Attitude, with true soul companions I can show myself completely to. In reconnecting to our soul family, our internal reconnections activate. It is the love that catalyzes soul memory. It is the soul memory that funds divinely inspired action.

I find my soul family in the most unexpected places. In co-workers in a corporation, wait staff at local restaurants, handymen repairing my plumbing, companion animals, birth family and in-laws, news anchors I will likely never meet in the flesh, as well as my peers, the teachers, healers, musicians, and authors of the so called New Age movement. I am on a cosmic scavenger hunt; I am alert for clues.

Today the clue was to allow joy to fuel a new module of beingness, re-member myself, re-connect with my soul family, and remember...

We are experienced explorers recruited for a grand adventure in an exclusive school. We each carry a portion of the tools and rations to ensure triumph. As we find one another we activate our links and begin re-assembling the system we brought and the wave we are. We tune to the love we embody, allowing it to purify our enschooled bodies, emotions, minds and spirits. The courage we are ignites. We alchemize our curriculum from the inside.

I am my Loving Power and I trust God in Me.