This post has been ‘in progress’ over the passage of a few days. My walk was on last Thursday. I didn’t post the photos until Sunday and couldn’t write any more as I was suffering from the momentary discomfort of a stomach ache (something I ate didn’t sit well) and a slight headache. Thus I let go the need to finish the post as I felt something was building up within that required being addressed.

During this period of transition, for myself and the world, I find myself questioning my purpose in being here on this planet. During the years since the onset of the Covid narrative, I have found I have greatly changed in my attitude towards humanity. I know I’m a starseed; I have not felt comfortable being here. I don’t ‘fit in’ and that makes some people uncomfortable in my presence. I don’t place a high value (or any value) upon those things they do value. I simply do not deem these things important. Idle or incessant chatter drives me nuts, so I usually remove myself from engaging in this sort of conversation. Now, if you catch me on a topic I do enjoy… I can become quite the chatterbox. It isn’t gossip. It’s not that I hold my views as being superior to those of others; it is just that I don’t resonate with the bonding process that such interactions are supposed to engender. I would rather interact with a feline or dog, with a bird or even a plant. I feel more at ease in solitude, whether outside in Nature or in my own space. During the past eight years since retiring from my last position, I haven’t had the opportunity to live alone. Life in America has become expensive even for those with six-figure incomes; home ownership has been difficult for middle-class individuals. This is not a complaint, just a statement of fact. This painful passage may soon pass when our country transitions to a new financial system, one that is gold-backed (and asset-backed) and based on an unhackable quantum system. I view the last Russian election run on a quantum system to be an example of what will be introduced into American politics. There will be no more opportunities for the opposition to cheat, lie, or deceive the people.

So, what am I doing here other than gathering data and making observations from a slightly detached point of view? What is any starseed envoy person doing here? Lending their light quotient to the collective so there can be a general break-through, escaping the artificial matrix built up by our former off-world controllers and carried on by their remaining human minions. Okay, great… and now what? That remains to be seen.

The upcoming Solar eclipse in Aries will deeply affect me as I have an Aries moon in my natal astrology. The moon represents the feminine energies, emotions. This aspect of my human personality always surprises people who attempt to dominate me. The Aries warrior comes out, but with a more Eastern flare. Like a martial artist, I simply step aside or walk away from potential conflict or relationships that do not feed my internal sense of peace and balance. It seems those individuals would rather I act aggressively or angrily, but I do not give them that satisfaction as it would be self-destructive and not harm them at all, but deeply harm myself.

During this time of transition, I have largely retreated into my own inner world. I come out to take my walks. I spend too much time online, something that will change once I can afford to have my own place, my own garden, some pets… and begin to connect with my chosen community. In this, I must honor my own inner compass and intuition, and so I suppose I bring dismay and discomfort to those who expect me to act like everyone else in their world… a place I am simply not willing to spend much time in except through sheer necessity. This striving for inner balance and constant inner musing just doesn’t resonate with people who have not striven to continue learning about our world, to question accepted norms, to feel and see things in a different light than what has been pushed by the media, government agencies, or unelected bureaucrats and elites. I do not value what they value. I do not accept what they wish to push upon me or anyone else, yet I do not push my values upon others. They must be responsible for their own decisions, as I have been for my own. I am not perfect; I didn’t come here to be perfect. I am here for a reason I can’t quite fully recall, but the reason is based on love and respect for the Terra Hu, Earth humanity, and this magnificent planet which I have had the honor of calling home for several lifetimes over a period of several thousand years.

I am what I am. I do not insist others ‘get me’. My job here is to learn to accept myself first. The rest will come or not. I have died many deaths here due to being misunderstood, but still I have returned. The spirit within burns bright and will complete the task even if the body gives out first.

Spring is nearly here in the northern latitudes. Equinox will be here this week and Easter soon afterwards. Change is in the air. Spring is one of my favorite seasons with the signs of renewal present in nature all around, in the song of birds establishing their territories and attracting mates, to the flowers and fresh leaves on trees. I delight in the mysteries of life as observed in Nature; it never bores me. I love walking in a shady valley or hammock to being scorched by the sun on a sandy, windy beach. I simply dance by a different inner harmonic and do not need to apologize for being ‘different’ than other people. I have known this difference for a long time. I confused my mother due to my lack of social ambition, but still I was the one who took care of her while she was in preparation to pass over.

What will happen this year of 2024? Most of us don’t know; we’re not privy to the plans of the white hats, although the black hats — in hopes of sending us all into an absolute panic — have endeavored to telegraph their agendas at great length. It is important to remain neutral, out of anger, to retain as much mental clarity and inner balance as humanly possible at this juncture. If you are triggered, explore the cause behind the trigger, what is it that you need to release.

Although many would argue with me, the dark players have acted as a catalyst for our individual and collective evolution. Have you ever witnessed such a change in attitudes of common people as has occurred during the past seven years? I haven’t, not in all my 70+ years of life on this planet, this time around. The velocity of change, inner change, is even accelerating, currently coalesced around a small group of leaders, but that will change when people are truly set free by their own realization that they are and have always been sovereign beings. This time they will remember and hold this in their hearts and teach it to their children. The attempted destruction of humanity has been a crisis that has managed to bring out our inner strength, resilience, and creativity. We will arise to the occasion. We will adapt to the rapid changes that will occur on the planet when the 6,000+ suppressed technologies are unleashed and revealed. And never look back upon the dark days of suppression. Yet we will remember and teach our children everything, leaving nothing unexpressed, allowing our children to determine their own future and that of our race, the Terra Hu, the result of a long-term evolutionary experiment by our loving Creator.

Eliza Ayres

https://sunnysjournal.com

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P.S. If you are looking for logic or reasoning in my writings, you had better go elsewhere. My writing is mostly spontaneous and flows forth without outline. I start with an idea and go from there. It’s not channeling and I’m not sure how I would characterize my ‘style’. It simply is… there. If you don’t like it or find issue with my reasoning, know that reasoning has little to do with the process.

Ah, I heard the rumble and crack of a spring thunderstorm. This is how I first encountered Central Florida — in a thunderstorm. We have come full circle, me and Florida. No walkie today. Just a quiet day reading and absorbing the news via the Internet.

In Joy and constant wonder,

Eliza