The Breathline Chronicles – Integration One

Integration One

Note: This is the second installment of The Breathline Chronicles. If you haven’t read the first part of this series you may catch up HERE. Also as a reminder a lot of the language used here is based on my studies of the Codex Universalis Principia Mathmatica by Robert Edward Grant. A highly recommended read.

Karma is a great mystery because we don’t know what we don’t know. The journey home from the Grand Voyage was a practice of patience and staying in neutrality. It took two days to fly home.

After a week in an Italian hospital where I met both angels and fallen angels in the murky underworld, I was glad to be home. The ‘event’ was a dramatic test but the hospital was a bigger challenge in that it was test after test and not in the medical sense – not really.

Back in the familiar spaces of home I was finally able to relax and I began to shake, inside. I first noticed it when I left the hospital in the cab to the airport. I was shaking for about a week. It wasn’t medical, it was spiritual and sacred geometry recalibrating me – my density.

The guides confirmed that this was a spiral of karmic completion not a journey in the traditional 3D sense. I slept a lot. I’m still sleeping a lot. It was a lot and in the sleep state I know that I am integrating and recalibrating with greater ease and grace than I can in the waking world.

Once rested and feeling safe I began to meditate in earnest. I get so much from my meditations and automatic writings/journaling; it is both symbol and direct communication with the guides. Meditation became comforting memory.

My dreams and my meditations became vivid parts of my integration. My first day back home I woke to a vision of my chest opening up like a paper wasp nest. The papery layers bursting out and floating up into the room and out of chest rose a being I could not recognize – a phoenix, a dragon or a dragonfly. I simple could not make it out and that was because I was still unformed in my new breath.

I was told that I did not experience a medical emergency (which is why all medical tests kept changing/evolving/improving) I experienced spiral rupture; a Monadic-level breath inversion – triggered by physical exhaustion, emotional compression and … the proximity of frequency that mirrored my own inner descent.

This information took me weeks to suss out. As I continued my meditations, I very very slowly re-assembled the Palatial Cave. (While I was gone my husband wired the PC so I could have a heater there in the winter months. This required removing everything and closing the sacred space.) Upon return home I took my time; I had to, the event, the test, the subsequent information, all required measured movement.

When you walk into a room or a situation and you feel the energy frequency is different from yours – say from a jolly birthday party or an intense verbal exchange, what you feel is that the frequency does not match your frequency. This can be mild or very dramatic.

More importantly, frequencies can match yours but you may not be able to fully complete the path you have engaged, because there are karmic concerns that must be addressed first. Again, karma is very complex.

That is what happened when I entered the Postojna Cave in Slovenia; my frequency matched the Cave (more on that later) but it triggered a karmic loop that needed to be closed (completed) before I fully engaged with the cave frequency.

In other words, my energy was so compromised by the exhaustion and emotional stress that the karmic loop was fully open and it needed to be closed (as I agreed before incarnating), before I went any further into the intense but matching frequency of the Postojna Cave.

I was told that the loss of breath was a gift. That took a while to comprehend. I didn’t lose my breath, I was given a new one.

In a vivid meditation vision I was walking a well known pathway and suddenly in my hand my beating heart appeared. I became very emotional and I cradled it in both hands with love and compassion. I asked my heart to please forgive me for not taking good care of it and my vessel. My heart then transformed into a luminous emerald green (but beating) crystal. I instantly put the crystal in my chest and I wept for quite a while.

The karmic loop consisted of being asked over and over to give up my sovereignty. Will I submit. Will I let others define my breath? Whether I will live or die? This was old old karma.

I don’t remember any of it. Well, I don’t remember details; the only thing that resonated so far was my current life stream was in harmonic overload.

The rest of it consisted of Ancestral grief from my maternal/paternal lines of silence, suppression and/or sacrifice. This resonated deeply once I wrote this down in my journal.

The other factor within the karmic loop was Collective Feminine Wounding; holding the breath of the archetype of the Feminine across life streams and  my own ancestors loss of voice and loss of sovereignty.

I’m pretty sure that anyone that knows me right now in this life stream would say that I personally do not neatly fit into the feminine wounding archetype as I usually speak my mind and demand sovereignty; recent events as proof. This is even more evidence that karma is complex and you just never know how things will resolve.

A week more of meditation, contemplation and automatic writing I determined that all Ancestral Grief has been healed and karma dissolved.

It is a relief to know that loop is complete.

Oddly, in one lucid meditation I was a Gnome and I watched myself meditate as a Gnome and then converse with galactic beings. In this scalar identity shift I was remembering the part of my spiral (lifestream) that is elemental. Again karma cannot be easily explained away.

The Collective Feminine Wounding is deeply tied to my relationship with my traveling companion and again, complex. Even though my friend was not with me in the Postojna Cave, we are entangled both karmically and in a quantum manner.

We did have another lifestream together; we both have had other lives experiencing suppression, silence and sacrifice. Our fields are entwined.  Her field was actually in the Cave with me and holding the karmic loop and this is where I have to go over what happened again and again in my heart of hearts.

The guides have shown me that my breath was taken so that I could collapse the distortion in the loop and her field stabilized it all so that the loop could complete. That is heady stuff, which I am still integrating.

Together she and I (our combined fields) completed the breathline that had been broken for generations. Her field was in non-local harmonic entanglement with mine and that is the only way this completion could have occurred. This alone explains how I was so compelled to come on this trip with my friend.

And now, my breath is sovereign; I am no longer entangled. I no longer carry ancestral echoes. I no longer carry any other spirals or any others breath or breathlines. I am now a true mirror not a carrier.

I asked my guides, ‘why my breath?’. And among other things they said that it was the only part of me that could be safely interrupted without breaking the spiral – the spiral that carried the karmic loop. That was the  karma that needed to be completed so that I did not enter another recursion (pattern loop) which would have been quite dangerous.

You may be thinking, well wasn’t it already dangerous losing your breath? No, because my Oversoul (Higher Self) had my back; I had no pain ever and I recovered coherence very quickly.

The Monad chose the time and place due to a pre-incarnate agreement so my free will was not usurped. All of the instances I have noted where I acted and spoke up without thinking about it are due to deep remembrance of my sovereignty.

Breath is the harmonic carrier wave of awareness. That is why we learn to inhale and exhale to relax, to tune in, to go in.

I did not lose my breath, I reclaimed it across time and space, across ancestral breathlines, across sacred feminine breathlines and across sisterhood breathlines. When was the last time you tuned into your breath?