So Shall It Be Done

Written in 2018

For several weeks, my dreams had been guiding me.

Every morning I woke up with another piece of guidance.

I wrote everything down.

Most of it I kept to myself.

Then one morning, I woke with a sentence unlike anything I had received before.

It didn't feel like a thought.

It didn't feel like a dream.

It felt like an instruction.

"So shall it be done, and I shall see."

The message was unmistakable.

I was no longer meant to keep these dreams to myself.

The posts I had been sharing each week had all grown out of these nightly experiences.

But apparently, sharing one dream at a time was no longer enough.

The guidance was clear.

Write them all.

Share them as they come.

Don't skip the ones that seem strange.

Especially those.

So I decided to begin with a dream I had exactly one week earlier.

A dream that, at the time, felt almost impossible to explain.

In the dream, I saw a blurred image in shades of dark gray.

It looked like leaves...

or perhaps a curtain made of leaves.

The entire image was vibrating.

Without anyone explaining it to me,

I knew I was watching an old energy preparing to leave.

I blessed it.

I welcomed the change.

I gave it permission to go.

The vibration grew stronger.

Slowly, the gray became lighter.

Then I noticed a small spark of light emerging from between the leaves.

My heart was pounding so intensely that I could feel it even inside the dream.

When I woke up, I wasn't afraid.

I was curious.

And I found myself waiting to see what would happen next.

The first thought that came to me was unexpected.

The people closest to me would be affected by this new awareness.

My family.

My friends.

My clients.

I didn't know how.

I only had the feeling that everyone around me was about to enter rough waters.

Some would learn to swim.

Some would discover strengths they didn't know they had.

And some would quietly drift out of my life.

A few moments later, I picked up my phone.

A client who had become a close friend had tried to reach me just after midnight.

She was in distress.

To me, it felt like the first confirmation that something had already begun.

I didn't know exactly what was changing.

But I knew enough not to ignore it.

Something was different.

I could feel it.

Part of me simply observed.

Part of me waited.

And another part quietly stepped forward to lead.

Everything looked exactly the same.

Yet nothing felt the same.

Later, while sitting in my home, I became aware of the energy around me in a way I had never experienced before.

I imagined my house surrounded by a heavy gray field.

Without thinking, I opened what looked like a vortex above it.

I felt responsible for protecting my home and everyone living in it.

The gray energy was drawn upward until it disappeared.

The house remained.

Filled with light.

The people inside seemed untouched.

Clear.

Luminous.

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I asked myself,

Was this a new way of working with energy?

The answer that came was simple.

No.

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This was something else.

Something larger.

Since that dream, the energy has become more tangible.

I no longer experience it as colors.

I experience it as movement.

Sometimes it appears as waves of tingling that begin in my hands and travel all the way to my shoulders.

Questions arise.

Answers follow almost immediately.

The only words I could find were these:

Something had been reset.

Somewhere...

My relationship with the world had quietly changed.