12 Dog/OC, the “Understanding of Love”
Greetings Beloved Kin,
It’s been so strange to lose grasp on Time. I thought it was the Tone and Date so close, but not the same that was throwing me off. At work I was glad someone caught the typo before I presented my big zoom report for 2020. EVERYTHING has made me look twice. That’s the TRUTH of the experience. That’s what you LEAN to, to move toward Divine Understanding. There’s someone that close, as a thought “we didn’t think” that moved the fingers on our hand… a typo… a common thing, only matters to fix it.
The end of the Dreams…
My family has been torn apart, nearly impossible to believe if you saw how we started. We were in church every Sunday – with Mom. She prayed, and Dad went later to become an Elder. Beyond the fact that I was taught I was going to hell (LOL), the REASON was Love that would last forever. That’s a good enough reason to cover everything.
Mom lost her Mother to TB when she was 3. Before that – people were so afraid of it the officials CAME TO YOUR HOUSE and took away the infected to quarantine. It was just learning about the time on my own when I realized why ancestry.com recorded moving my Grandmother, while she was sick – from one “small town far away” to another. I never got to meet her either and our birthdays were close together.
The reasons we ALL fell apart don’t matter – it was One Thing and “the other.” The little sister was my greatest loss, unraveling a decade ago. No one ever wanted to talk about it – from the beginning, a door just closed. Once I forgave, I didn’t know how to fix it… BUT FOR THE SAKE OF AULD LANG SYNE.
On 1/1/22 I sent a message about my search for a place where I could afford to live. “Can you help?”
“Forgiveness” was just forgetting anything happened before. Nothing had to be resolved, when after so long – the only Truth that mattered was Love. It was shared without a word about it – at first.
On 1/10/22 she’d helped me find a place. By end of day 1/11 we waited to sign a name on the line. The one on the other end, wasn’t to be found – disappeared into a black cloud or something, and a swiftly approaching LEGAL deadline. I still didn’t have the final answer. It didn’t matter for God’s Will – that was the staff of Truth. In the morning 1/12 the lights came back, papers signed, and WE claimed a place I’ve been looking for MY WHOLE LIFE. No one is there but me, and people I love live in little towns all around me – not too close, and not too far – room to LIVE our own Life. (On the flip side, in “small town Kansas” the news hit the street for the general population, before the night was through. And, I’ll finally be “popular” because they don’t know me.
It was too much synchronicity – when I saw it written IN A DREAM between Sun/AHAU and Crocodile/IMIX in the 1st uinal, that is “the legend” for the whole Tzolk’in round.
THE BIG PICTURE – notice when something happens twice. Listen to your gut… how when someone gets a date wrong, it grates your vibration. Like a SOUR NOTE – a WHOLE note that is not in harmony sounds better than the SAME note, slightly out of tune – you can’t get past hearing that to LISTEN TO THE SONG.
The truth was written in everything – not just the dream. It was just the same with the Pilgrimage to Ek’ Balam. I was counting all the synchronicity, looking on this scale and that and the numbers were “impossible.” The sacred ceremony ended the day of my 1,111 daily count. I didn’t see it until I got there. I went when I did, because it was Ian Lungold’s Mayan birthday, 12 Sun/AHAU. I didn’t know THAT when the IDEA for the date came from 1 Wind/IK (Minisa). It ended up a solo journey, but she WAS the Wind under my 9 Eagle/MEN wings. HER birthday was the DAY I FLEW HOME. That’s where I stop with you. If that isn’t enough to believe a Divine Hand, a dozen more numbers like that wouldn’t make any difference.
My MISSION for the journal was to share a Truth that, TIME has a purpose and when we follow the Truth we CAN see if we’re paying attention to our HIGHEST thoughts, IT WAS SPOKEN, and OUR DIVINE END WILL BE.
YOUR NUMBERS ARE WRITTEN NO MORE OR LESS JUST THE SAME. We SHARE some the same – the planetary scale of the Haab, Mother Earth’s Time. We are being drawn home by CAUAC to our SANCTUARY of LOVE. FORGET THE PAST and WALK RIGHT IN.
love, in lak’ech, Debra
PS. IT WAS WRITTEN FOR YOU AND ME 260 DAYS AGO ON 12 DOG/OC. NOW I AM GOING TO READ IT AGAIN, TO SEE HOW THE TRUTH WAS SPOKEN BEFORE. I KNOW IT WILL BE SOMETHING WE SHARE IN COMMON.
The Journal BEFORE, for AFTER…
12 Dog/OC: Day 12 of 13, April 28, 2021
AND, ALWAYS DOUBLE-CHECK TO KNOW THE DAY AND THE MEANING OF TIME.
Every Ascension is built on the Truth from the Ascension that came before. 13 Flint/ETZNAB is the Truth we were led by our own EXPERIENCE to believe is the Truth – and it strikes like CHICCHAN, so we CAN’T HELP but SEE the Truth.
MAYANMAJIX.COM – Tzolk’in Count by Ian Xel Lungold’s Calendar, Ian is the Light of Understanding (12 Sun/AHAU), his Light is carried on for the Circle who heard the story that is carried on by 1 Storm/CAUAC, Michael Shore. THANK YOU!
RIP Betty White & Allen Ludden
We’ll Dance Together Again!