The New-Moon Shove

It was a few days before the New Moon. Normally I don’t pay much attention to the flurry of predictions around these cosmic events every month. After a while they all start to sound alike to me. I’m sure they’re not, but in the blur of my fast-paced life, these social-feed moments get fuzzed out – just like everything in my life that has been triaged away from my precious attention. The persistent TMI’s go back to the waiting room, or just disappear like all the other noisy billboard ads that didn’t make the cut to exist in my reality. Trust me, if there’s something important that we need to know, one way or the other, we will get the message. It’s just that I discovered something through trial and error, you might say. These need-to-know messages can be received and acted upon far more benevolently. It happens when we consciously dial into our inner-cosmic “news” feeds.

So on this morning, I woke up with the familiar voice that informs me from time to time,

“These now-energies may be a bit rough for some – for those who have intentions to shift while in form. Humans who aren’t yet seeing, feeling or acting upon their true nature are going to be lovingly shoved or knocked off of their old stories. Some have already made a new choice, but for those still resisting, it may become increasingly uncomfortable.”

There was an emphasis on the feeling in my body. I literally felt the surprise of suddenly being shoved off of a well-worn pathway that I’d always traversed. It turns out I was feeling it empathically for the collective.

I am not immune to the New Moon (sounds like the start of a poem), it’s just that in this case, I’ve had a lifetime of being knocked off of any worldly path that I became overly identified with. I never had the luxury of fitting in here, or even a solid sense of anchoring into a foundation of person, place or thing. I always felt like a visitor – not to Earth, but to this strange matrix of a world… always trapped inside a looping question, “Is this the day that I discover my purpose for waking up here every morning?” Strangely enough, this influx of new energies is helping me tap into and nurture a growing sense of flow and belonging here. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still getting used to the strangeness of adapting to these major individual and collective changes, just like everyone else. But I do trust, and am very grateful, for this beacon of inner Guidance. I’ve never been steered wrong.

So if you are one who is being jostled off of your well-worn path, consider taking a few deep breaths to generate Presence. Seriously ask your Soul to inform you about these abrupt new directions… or for some, it may be confusion or lack of direction. Until we reorient to ourSelves – our true north within – our worldly compasses will continue to go haywire, and offer nothing meaningful to the Soul. So because this is the timing to consciously bridge, Source sends out a rep, your Soul, who will continue to knock on your door until you open it and welcome it home. Or, you may choose to initiate the dialog directly with your Source. Either way, you’ll want to give This your precious attention now. Attune to what is real. It’s how you access what you need to know, when you need to know it. It’s your cosmic “news” feed. Turn it on. This could be the morning where you wake up and discover your purpose… not in the world, but on Earth, as it is in the Heavens.

Eileen is an author, musical poet, oracle, Kundalini-experiencer. She prefers the Mayan word for the experience – Koyopa. It’s all the same Source – and when the Goddess rises within you, you will be changed forevermore. Eileen believes this is the evolutionary step that is occurring for all – ready or not. Through her visions in OBEs, Koyopa, and contact with angelic beings, she has been shown that we are evolving, expanding, and reorienting to the Universal context now, and we have the power to choose how this will go. Eileen encourages us to meet this Greater Love within – consciously and benevolently. And they’ve given her a few tips and roadmaps for the journey.   KoyopaRising.com