© Copyright 10-02-2008 By Dana Shino, The Purple Phoenix, LLC www.thepurplephoenix.com I Lost My Purse On Monday afternoon of this week, I finally did it. I lost all shred of logical connection to the old energy world, the old matrix. I lost my purse. And then I lost a good bit of my sanity. Somewhere between City Market (the south one) and Basin CO-OP, the little bag housing ‘everything’ in my life disappeared. I had driven into town to do a few simple, short errands and it turned into a complex message from Spirit walloping a powerful punch. But losing the purse was the end result of a series of events and messages beginning about a week ago. It just took me that long to pay attention to what Spirit was energetically telling me. On my September 22, 2008 drive to Pagosa Springs, Colorado to interview Debra (“Spirals of Light”) I nearly had a head-on collision at 60 mph with another vehicle in the on-coming passing lane. Spirit told me they had me covered as we passed by but I was still hyperventilating. I felt like the other vehicle hadn’t seen me and the other vehicle felt like it appeared to me out of nowhere. It had the eerie feeling of an energy window. Several days later I locked myself completely OUT of my truck in town (also at City Market – the north one). My purse, keys, jacket and everything else was safely inside my truck and I was outside of it. It was a lovely day and I set about taking care of fixing the problem. I crawled under my truck among the dried ketchup, wrappers and oil on the pavement to look for my hide-a-key. Wouldn’t ya know? It wasn’t there. I went back inside the store and since it was still good weather, no one was hanging up coats, so there were no wire clothes hangers, thus no way to unlock my truck door. But, on the suggestion of one of the clerks, I trotted across the street to the lock smith in hopes of help and discovered he was closed. It seemed all that was left was to call Bob, so I did and he gladly came to my rescue. But I had to do one thing . . . wait. I had to stop and wait. Initially I wasn’t too happy about this because, of course, I had my Virgo agenda to attend to. This, as everyone knows is SO important for Virgos. From a Virgo perspective, Virgo agenda is more important than life (or so it seemed for awhile). But then, my Virgo agenda began to dissipate and I felt myself passing through a threshold of vulnerability and a bit of fear. I felt stripped of everything. It knocked me out of the agenda framework I’d been functioning within. Finally, after I calmed down, sat down on a bench outside of the store in the shade, I began to enjoy watching the people come and go. Anymore, people are like energy books to me: energy bundles of their lives, stories, past lives, current events. As much as I try not to tap in, sometimes I can’t help picking up on what people wave energetically right in front of my face. Some of it’s lovely, some of it’s not. But sitting on the bench I came to an energy place again of feeling how beautiful every soul is. How powerful this transition that we’re experiencing is. How we are all connected to God energy whether we know it or not. And then Spirit posed a question to me. They said, “Dana, if you had to survive right now could you?” The feeling of what they meant came through as this: “If you were anonymously dropped somewhere, alone, with only what you have right now (the clothes on your back) would you be able to survive?” This question had been posed in several classes to me in high school and it always gave me the willies. I couldn’t even consider the question then. But last Wednesday, after I passed the initial fear, I thought, yes. Yes, I could. Look what I have, I thought. I have self value now when I had so little growing up. I wouldn’t cave in. I have a clear connection with the Spirit world to help me out and guide me. I trust better than I used too. I have both tactile and spiritual tools I didn’t used to possess. I’m beginning to sense this concept of manifesting more strongly. I decided, ‘Yes, I could survive.’ When I made the decision, I felt the vulnerable feeling dissipate and a more powerful feeling began to flow through me. It was a feeling of knowing I could take care of myself, choose, have power and allow myself to be taken care of by the universe. It was a feeling of knowing that I’m not alone. I began to feel a bit more liberated now separated from my personal possessions and life. It was freeing. Shortly, I got up from the bench and walked back to my truck to just sit in the sun and enjoy the morning. After a time, a gentleman approached me and asked if everything was okay. Usually these kinds of approaches I don’t trust. But this person removed his sunglasses so I could see his eyes. I energetically felt and read that he had no other agenda than concern and helping a fellow human being. It felt refreshing to have someone offer me their help without strings attached. It was as if the universe was saying to me, “We’re here. We’re helping you,” confirming what I had experienced sitting on the bench. So, I chatted with the person for a few minutes and told him Bob was on the way. But we both acknowledged that we are now living in times that we will absolutely need to help one another as fellow strangers, fellow community members – because the cavalry will not be sent out to rescue us. Bob showed up, unlocked my truck and what had seemed so important to do that day suddenly vanished. But we all know Virgo dies hard. It didn’t take long for my agenda driven blood to kick back into gear. The next day I was taking care of errands again and part way through my trip, a solid magnetic bolt went through my heart and I heard a loud male voice (Spirit Guide) say resoundingly “GO HOME NOW.” I instinctively looked up as if God had spoken (‘cause he kinda did) and I meekly squeaked out a verbal ‘okay’ to myself, went and found Bob, who was also in town, and proceeded home. But not before I was nearly broadsided by a giganto truck trying to merge into my lane. He didn’t see me. Again, I felt that strange sensation of an energy window. So, Bob and I went home we stayed home the rest of Thursday, through Sunday – the core energy days I’d noted in my last energy update. For those of you who were out there functioning in the world, I don’t know how you did it. From Thursday through Monday we experienced some of the most challenging energies to date. It’s no wonder the $700 billion bailout fell through, the nation is coming up angry, politics are at their nuttiest, the president is scheming and things are weirder than a $3 bill. The resonances are pushing up like nobody’s business. We are in this thing now (the thing being the parting of two worlds – old and new – and the shift through into five dimensional energy. Yes, we’ve left three dimensions. That ship has pretty much sailed). But, on Monday, I just couldn’t help myself. I needed to run a few simple errands and I went back to town and that’s when I lost my purse. In my mad scramble between Basin CO-OP and City Market to retrace my steps and reclaim my purse, a watershed of thoughts and messages ran through me. I view less and less of my personal world as accident and more and more of my personal world as ‘what do I need to learn here?’ and ‘what am I being told?’ and ‘how did I create or attract this?’ and ‘what am I manifesting?’ Initially, my Spirit Guides said to me, “Your purse will come back to you in time. Not right now.” So, I knew I had to let it go and eventually go home and sit with this one. And boy did I Buddha-plant-my-butt-on-the-sofa and sit with this one. I realized all of the things in my purse were old energy items that will leave with the old energy and I lost my purse in the matrix of the old energy city grid. I realized that losing my purse had more of a feeling of Spirit taking it from me through an energy window (confirmed by the fact that where I was ‘certain’ I lost it and where it ‘reappeared’ were two different locations). I realized it truly was time to completely stop and let go of the old world that I had continued to try to function within. It was okay and time to give myself permission for releasing my agendas within it and more consciously plant the world of my own creation of the new energy in the place I live and trust flowing in it. I realized the phrase I kept hearing “I lost everything . . . I lost everything . . . I lost everything” was rooted in my root chakra, connected to old fears, old helplessness, old wounding concerning survival. And I sat there and cried it all up out of me. When the storm had passed (much to Bob’s relief – although he’s really great about weathering these), and things had calmed down, I could feel I had let go of something that had clamped down on me in these volatile, changing times. As I have experienced the psychic sight and feelings of what is globally here and coming (both the dark and the light), it has also shaken loose my deepest fears. Fears of losing the people in my life I love so much that I know probably will not choose to come with the change (even though I know I will see them on the other side). Fears of physical harm from the environment as Mother Earth shifts and changes. Fears of political and military manipulation of the populace resulting in potential imprisonment and detention for many of us. Fears of lack of food, water, supplies and such. Fears of people not waking up in time. Fears about how the new world will work in the face of the loss of the old one. How do we create this transformation? This transition? The human Virgo in me, the remaining deeply wounded self in me, desperately wants to know the HOW in this picture. But that is not how it works, is it? In it all, I sensed I was being asked to let go and trust at some of the deepest levels that I’ve never been able to in this lifetime . . . to let go of the agenda and control and fear and trust. To know that no matter where any of us are at any given time physically, spiritually, mentally, emotionally, that each of us truly are watched over, taken care of and unconditionally loved. When we are in the space of being open, letting go, trusting, we are able to receive that which we need the most at the very moments we need it. I must have absorbed and released what I needed too because the next morning, Basin CO-OP called to let me know they had my purse. Bob and I picked up my purse a little later that morning and everything, literally everything was intact and untouched within my little bag. I felt relieved, much lighter, and felt I had ‘gotten’ the message Spirit had been trying to give me for awhile. Bob and I celebrated by going out for breakfast and reveling in the sense that we had found one another in our lives, in these crazy times, and we are together.  So, I know that in past energy updates I’ve outlined warnings and details about the bumpy and dark ride ahead to the light. This comes out of my deep concern about everyone and everything and my Virgo self trying to take care and control. But I know now that investing ample energy into it doesn’t serve me, you or the new energies we are transforming through and to. Spirit keeps hinting that the new time, the new energies are at hand and a lot closer than we know—just like our extra terrestrial brothers and sisters. Our star family is here working and walking with us – flying over us. And although I will probably continue to outline a certain awareness of the old world falling away (because keeping a tab on it I believe is prudent), BUT (and that’s a big BUT), I feel strongly now that its more important to invest, plant and anchor the new energy whenever and wherever we are. Truly, what is your dream for the world? What makes your heart passionately sing? Do these things regardless of money. Money will gradually disappear. It’s going away because we won’t need it. We are transitioning into a world of manifesting and manifestation (not earning through money). Choosing your heart and passion and ethics and truth to yourself over the old values is what works and matters. The two worlds truly are parting now—new energy from the old energy. Experience the new energy and its simply as though the old matrix, old energies are far away and cease to exist. I know old Georgie Bush is going to try and pull a few stunts (or the nasty old energies within him). I know the economy is going to seize up like an engine without any oil. I know the old energy world we have lived in for so long is going to dematerialize before our eyes. But if we live in the fear of this, we buy into and practice the very fear that kept us in the old energy for so long anyway. By the end of November our world will look completely different to us. It’s time to begin living the very tools, lessons, energies and knowledge so many of us are awakening too and have waited for for so long. It’s here now. Your contributions help support The Purple Phoenix Press.
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