My legs are stretched out long toward the candle which is perched on the sturdy rock as the nine of us begin. 
 
As I engage the friction breath I think of breathing in and out of my trachea as if it a breath portal.  In my mind’s eye I see a deep blue color over my head as soon as we are directed there.  I am taken back to grade school when we used to have a parachute in the middle of the gym and we'd throw things on it and watch them extend high in the air.  Then I remember a large trampoline outside and how we used to stand around it as a group as one child would climb on.  I envision myself back there jumping and observing others doing the same. 
 
Lots of flashes go through my mind that of cloudy and then the clearest of water.  I dig in the sand and find treasures, ruby’s and other gems and jewels. I see a chest and I open the lid and there is a note.  It says "write" and then I see a book that I will write before the end of my life. 

Once again I am looking into a casket at myself this time with my granddaughter by my side.  My emotions are reflective and pensive.  A thinking back to all that there was. Together, she and I add different things to the casket and place them on top of my former self.  My wedding ring, flowers and other things in reflection of a life that was full.
 
Right afterwards, I am taken to a building and I am tight walking on the ledge.  Christian (in my dreamtime state) tells me to be careful but I reassure him that I am safe.  At the end there is a cathedra of light-workers and we are all talking at once but then get quiet as we look at a lighted candle which I had seen before in a cave just minutes before.  The same people from the cave are now illuminated by the light overhead. Before opening my eyes I see the most lovely black onyx and then teeter off the ledge but instead of falling I am flying and then with a snap of my fingers I am back in the room blinking my eyes and trying to get the life back into my legs that have stiffened. 
 
A powerful protection stone, Black Onyx absorbs and transforms negative energy, and helps to prevent the drain of personal energy. Black Onyx aids the development of emotional and physical strength and stamina, especially when support is needed during times of stress, confusion or grief.

​Nine of us poured in one by one and without too much ceremony, the candle lit and we began.  At first it was like that meditation where you start by thinking is it over yet?  But soon I settled in and went to the third eye after a brief focus on the friction breath.  I saw a grasshopper and then an alien that looked ike a Cyclops. 
 
Then a body washed up on shore and it was I.  Facedown,  lying there with a moccasin on my foot.  I pondered for a moment if this had to do with a past life that I had had.  I tried not to get into the thinking mind and soon the scene shifted and I saw a dismembered leg.
 
I regressed to childhood.  I could see my home.  I saw our front yard and fence and the flowers that hugged the sidewalk.  The lamppost out front.  The warmth of the driveway and the bushes that lined the back.  Memories flowed by of friends and events and chores that I did.
 
The almost tragic time when my brother nearly drowned came through too.  I could feel my heart pounding as I went back and ‘saw’ and felt the events of that day.  Me pulling his heavy body out of the water after he had falling in and my father and the neighbor running over to help save him.  How when he was rescuitated it was like he went from lifeless to full of life in an instance.  I remembered how my mom came home from shopping and got him back in the water that day.  How my father was angry at the 12 year old who was supposed to babysit us and how unrealistic this expectation was not to mention the expectation of me saving him. 
 
Most of what I remembered though were happy memories of the mundane and seemingly unimportant of life.  Events that traveled with me through the time of my marriage.  Spans of time and a yearning to step back and be there for more than a passing moment. I experienced the smells, feeling of warmth of pavement, tickle of grass on my barefeet, the blue station wagon we had and even the sounds of the hustle and bustle of summer.  Time could only be watched and experienced from afar and I now wonder if this is how death is when we look down and see.
 
Right before Christian brought us back I saw my dead body in a casket at the end of my life.  The way I looked shifted a few times but I knew myself to be old.  I peered down (at me) with my soul-self looking on.  I knew as I returned from the third eye meditation today that in each moment we live and die and what I experienced is just life reflected back to me with a magnitude that allowed for me to see this cycle of time that is occurring continuously. 

I am the last to arrive and I take the only spot open to the right of Christian. Immediately after sitting with my legs extended he starts by lighting the candle that sits on the large flat rock in front of us and we begin.  I go to the third eye but forget the breath.  I glance into the dark space and am comforted by no-thing.  I sit in this space of silence and relish in its beauty.  

Then I see an owl, turkey and pelican all at once and the feathers of these birds become a headdress that is now sitting on Christian's head.  He appears briefly as a Native American.  The name Thomas comes up and I wonder if this Christian's middle name.

Then nothingness sweeps through as I am reminded to go to the friction breath.  We are invited to connect with the group and I go to each one.  As an empath, I can feel the porousness of their essence and the emotions that lie on top of them today.  I feel for a moment the collective of what each one of us is carrying.  An intermingling of the light and darkness that resides within ourselves.  

I go to this space of 'heaven' beyond the physical realm and am invited in by my (my husband and my) friend Ken.  He passed in August 2016.  He says "come in there's room".  We smile at his humor.  He tells me that he misses his wife and children.  I had thought of Cindy, his wife this morning and how even though she has been forced to move on, she still misses him terribly.  It is time for me to leave this realm and we are now at the throat chakra and once again it is vivid.  I see this black space there and think of the angel card that I had drawn at random this morning.  Metatron and how I need a chakra clearing.  I invite him, Metatron in to clear my throat.  The darkness fades to light and then briefly back again. This space is fluid. There is some constriction when I get to the back of my heart pillow and a coldness there, and at my belly I want to scream as I feel trapped in this space. There's a limb that I am bandaging up and think of how the Mayan do bone setting with a stick that they rub on the broken bone to make it straight.  I intuit the pain that one must feel when this is done as  I move on.  

As we move from the charge area to the crown I see a healing of my chakras taking place and a crystal of a different color comes through at each marking.  I then decide to share a different one with my maternal ancestors both past and present.  My mother is the last and as she gets a red ruby, she thanks me in the dignified way that she has by saying my given name, Kristin.  (Afterwards I remember how garnet the poor version of the ruby is her actual birthstone and how she doesn't like this stone.)

At the crown chakra I see all the crystal stones that of clear, yellow, blue and red as part of a headband that I am now wearing.  The headdress of Christian that resided at the beginning has now become this head band that I am bequeath to wear. 

We later speak of our experiences and Bethany tells us that she saw a little zen master. that simply said that his name is Thomas.  I interrupt by saying.  "Wow the name Thomas came to me too (and I point at Christian) and I was told that it is your middle name."  

He doesn't seem at all surprised as he tells us that indeed this is his middle name and I find this both strange and comforting as I collect my belongings and leave.  

​I am the last to arrive and the 10 of us start as soon as I sit down.  I don’t have a pillow under me to support my hips and wonder how well I will fare for upwards of 50 minutes without it, but decide to remain still and give it a try.  I tune into the group and look around with my ‘mind’s eye’ at who is here today trying to connect energetically with each one.  Then my focus goes to the third eye.

I start to see a mirror and stare into it and then it breaks and all the pieces seem reflections of different aspects of me.  I spin inward and imagined a train bringing me back in time.  To a place that was cold and snowy and then to a field where wheat is blowing in the wind and then I see high-wire telephone poles in the background.  I travel to lakes and the ocean as both clear and cloudy waters flow by me.  I see an old fashioned car and try to date its use. I then am transported back to my grandmother’s house and look at a fireplace and wonderif this was present when she lived there. I think that it may have been as I flow up her staircase to things more familiar. In the upstairs alcove, I see her small library and think back to how I always found this to be a curious unusual room to have. I then am in the bedroom that I stayed in and run my hands over the vividly, green wallpaper and then see the pink room and wondered if there had been three or four bedrooms in this home where my mother grew up and my grandmother lived in when I knew her.

I remember from childhood how I loved her taste and the vivid colors she chose to decorate with.  I meander downstairs to the back room with the porch swing that would glide back and forth and then to her yard where she had a sand box.  I sit on the nearby soil that too is sandy and brushed off some ants that are on my back leg as I can feel them tickling me.  I acknowledge my grandmother and she me, appreciating the traits that we both share.  Then I see a bat and think of its Native American meaning that of rebirth and wondered what has to die to allow something new to be reborn?

The next thing I know Christian prompts us to focus at the throat chakra and it seems less red than in previous weeks and clearer there but then I noticed an ulcer and asked how to heal it? The answer that comes is time.  Then at the heart I examine it from every angle and its openness is pleasing.  At the belly is Ganesh the overcomer of obstacles. As we travel up from the charge to the throat I see gold as the healing element and my mind goes to radioactive gold and I tell myself no, just Gold here as I try not to think of the other.

At the end I once again connect with the group energetically.  I see Guides sweeping and healing me and then bequeathing me with a robe and it feels fitting in some odd sort of way.  As if there has been some completion of sorts.

When we process as a group a few minutes later, the lady next to me talks about how she had throat cancer years ago and she intimates that it has healed with time. She talks about embracing her belly and I think of Ganesh residing there in mine.  Another speaks of her maternal grandmother and I start to see that each of their stories is a reflection of my own today.  Lastly a third one talks about death and rebirth and I see all this as incredibly ironic. Maybe in connecting with them energetically at the beginning our stories and sights became conjoined together(?)

I stare at the candle and the beautiful lilacs before Christian blows it out and we end so to allow to start anew.

I don't know what I expected when I started the ClairVision meditation. The way that Christian described it sounded ethereal and that is how it has turned out to be.  The CV work helps us open up the chakras through third eye travel and connection with the energetic body in a way that is more conscious and purposeful than dreaming.  It helps us, through the meditative process to systematically address the imbalances and blockages in each of the vortexes in a way that allows connection with Spirit.  It reminds us that we are all interconnected and that nothing is without cause and incidence.  That even the most minutiae details of our existence has significance that reverberates in both subtle and not so subtle ways.  That we can make connections through this third eye travel that synergistically allows for greater healing for not just us but also for the collective.  That the energetic body is just as powerful as the physical realm if not more--and in its role as the driver of consciousness,it's significance in affecting health and  dis-ease should not be discounted or belittled.  That all the bodies(mental, physical and spiritual) for optimal health need to be in sync and this process helps with that alignment. 
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There are nine of us today and it's a beautiful day. Shanti opens the window and lets a welcomed breeze in.   As we start I find that my body feels uncomfortable.  The left side of my neck hurts as does my right hip.  I try not to move during the meditation and my discomfort becomes part of a mindful practice today. 

There are two new women and I notice that they move more than the rest of us--one breathes loudly and this too becomes a mindful focus as do the sounds of the birds.  I weave in and out of the third eye into more of a mindful practice when my awareness is called outward.  I don't go as deep but a few significant things come through.

The first image that comes up is of a boy who has a vacant stare.  I think he is Syrian and I may have seen his picture on the news. 

Then, I am transported back to 2004 and I see the scene that has played out in my mind a few times over the years.  It was just a snapshot but it was one of the most significant moments in my life.  I was walking out of a souvenir store at Bethany Beach where my whole family was vacationing and saw an American Flag trinket. When I stared at it and the happy people coming out of the store it was like I was in the future and looking back on them and got the most nostalgic and yearning feeling of remember when..  it was as if I was seeing this picture of what we had back then that no longer existed.  It was the strangest feeling as I knew that life today (2004) would someday be forever altered beyond how we know it. 

As I was thinking back to this memory I got the most anxious feeling.  Like I didn't want to go further into the eye.  What I had seen today was enough (this flashback which really was a flash foward) and it was as far as my psyche would allow me to go.  

Other images that came up were that of an African American man in a field who was trying to communicate with me but it wasn't safe to do so with words.  Then he had a handcuff on one wrist and then I was cuffed to him.  I can't remember anything else about it except that there was a barn that was in disrepair especially the roof.  I thought of burning the wood and taking the barn down but instead decided to fix it board by board and then paint it.  It started to come together as the image shifted out. 

The animals that came through today were that of a snake, a black rabbit and maybe a dragon at the charge area.  At the back of my heart was a box and I explored it by knocking on it and curiously bringing my attention to it. 
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​That was about it for today...

Black Rabbit When you dream that you sight or that you catch a black rabbit it means that you have finally found the answer to a question that has been eluding you for some time. You have finally figured out something that you needed to know for a while and you have finally got a grasp on things yourself. This could be the type of thing that took you a long time to figure out or it could be the type of thing that you found the answer to relatively shortly. But either way, I was a question that had been vexing you and you finally found the answer. 
More: http://www.gotohoroscope.com/txt/dream-dictionary-black-rabbit.html

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​We formed our circle efficiently and went inward.  My heart was pounding when we started; I had been running around all morning.  I settled in though after about 5-10 minutes and started to focus on my friction breath and the woman’s next to me.  I noticed how fatigued I felt and almost nodded off a few times.  The head jerks woke me up. It was the lightest I have even been in this meditation.  I did see images of people I know mainly family member’s like my daughter, son and son in law.  When I see people in this space I acknowledge them and they me almost like we are seeing each other from another dimension and I guess we are.  I saw a beautiful white house with a porch and wondered whose house it is.
 
At one point I was gazing into a room (separate from the white house) and my daughter was with me and we were looking in at a bunch of heroin needles and strung out people.  Neither of us have ever done heroin or had a problem with drugs so I am curious why this was.  My granddaughter was behind my daughter’s holding her hand protectively of her.  (My granddaughter is very nurturing towards her mom in this lifetime so it makes sense that she was like this during this vision state.)  
 
Again I saw a salamander, a snake (poisonous one) and got the message that amphibians were coming through to me.  I saw a white eagle and thought for a moment what is it’s significance here and then remembered Jaleena of the White Eagle (her purpose to provide guidance on this path). I later read up on her in the CV text that she show us how the larynx of energy can be used for profound transformation in the subtle bodies.  She also teaches us that as we give to others in life we need to be receivers from higher beings to provide sustenance.  She extols the importance of lighting a candle and putting it by your side as you meditate as the flame represents Divine presence. At the throat chakra it looked and felt red and sore but less so from previous weeks.  I did see a rope but it was separate from my throat which felt quite open.  I traveled inward through my larynx and looked at it from within. 
 
Other than this there wasn’t much more that happened for me today.  Just a feeling of deep connection and \contentment to the group as we shared and as I listened to other’s stories of their individual experience which was reflective of the collective one that we all seem to be having together.
 
Later, before bed I picked a Native American card and got one that says, this marks a time of new freedoms that come from wiping the mud from your eyes and seeing with the eye of the Eagle. (Jamie Sams Sacred Path Cards)
 
Salamanders came to be associated with magical qualities, and elevated beyond the mere physical into the realm of mythology and legend. They have been important symbols in alchemy, the occult and art for centuries, 

To dream of salamanders can be a profound symbol of transformation, You may dream of salamanders at importantly creative junctures of your life.  Mystics have reported this kind of experience as a direct communion with the Creator, and are forever changed by the process.  If you dream of salamanders you may be entering a new phase of spiritual development, often after a period of great suffering.  

​(and on Wikipedia The salamander is also mentioned in the Talmud (Hagiga 27a) as a creature that is a product of fire, and it relates that anyone who is smeared with its blood will be immune to harm from fire.)
 
 
https://thedreamwell.com/2015/03/21/the-meaning-of-a-salamander-in-a-dream/
 

We gather in our circle, Shanti, Santosha, Christian, Judy and a new woman (Evelyn) and start almost before we seem ready to.  We are speaking and then abruptly silenced by Christian as he intonates the usual prompts to get us into our third eye. 
 
I move inward and feel relaxed that I can just sit for an hour receive this experience w/o reaching.  I am asked by Spirit if I would like to have my chakras cleared and reply yes, and then feel different parts of my being be-ing cleansed and spots of tension being subtly released.
 
I find that I am moving through water.  Water that is mostly clean and salty.  I can taste the salt on my lips.  Although later, the water does look like sewage and there is a filtration system that is trying to clean it.  I see fragments of myself and a mirror of me staring back and then I am in a basement and it is filthy and cluttered with unseemly characters.  I tell them that they need to leave and that we are cleaning out and they reluctantly go and a woman is left behind and she is benign but I kick her out too.  They all shuffle out and I re-do the basement and it looks lovely with new flooring and furniture but even though it looks to be a sunny spot, housing my daughter and granddaughter, I find that even they need to go.  ‘as how can anyone really thrive in a basement?’ I find that the basement itself needs to be eliminated.  I choose Sodalite, (a gem that is in my backyard at home) to fill in this space and no longer is there a basement just this gem. This still doesn’t feel right but at least it’s better.
 
Then I see a friend and think of the animal salamander.  Other animals a rabbit and turkey come through.  The turkey is at my throat chakra and I am surprised that my throat looks so red. I am climbing lots of steps again as I ascend upward.  These steps are ancient and I am reaching upward as I move to different dimensions, of self?
 
I tune into the group and Shanti comes through.  I introduce her to the Sisters.  She is a part of our Sisterhood and they are glad to see her and she them.  Our group at the very end has put their hands together stacked one on top of the other.  And finally, Evelyn steps into the middle of the circle and we are all touching her sending her good energy to welcome her in and to heal her. As we bring our awareness upward over our crown chakra, I see a deep purple color that has merged all higher beings and I get the sense of unity, no separation. Just a oneness as we snap our fingers to come back into the room.  Christian later talks about releasing parts of our self or something to this effect as he stares over at me and I find this ironic given my experience today.
 
Sodalite This is a strong third eye and throat chakra stone that brings an excellent energy into your life
http://www.healing-crystals-for-you.com/sodalite.html
 
Salamander symbolism teaches us to perceive impending changes and make adjustments to the best of our abilities.
When the salamander symbol comes slinking into your life, it is inclining you to ask yourself if you are using your time wisely.  As always, this involves a proper balance between all aspects of our existence. http://www.sunsigns.org/salamander-animal-totem-symbolism-meanings/
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​It is just Bethany, Christian and me today. Shanti and Santosha are still sick and we haven’t heard from the rest.   Christian poses the question of commitment to the group and if it should be a closed or open group. We discuss this at length; how to construct the group so that we can follow the KT tracks with efficiency but also to allow the people who need to flow in and out to be able to do so.
 
After chatting at length we begin and I am feeling somewhat elevated by the discussion and notice how much energy is bouncing off of me as I start to take my energy inward.  I channel this kinetic flow into the third eye and start to spiral.  Christian has us go above our heads and at one point or another I see a Beaver and enter the beaver after touching its fur.  I travel through him to his behind and then leave this anal portal as I flow out into the ocean.  I become a mermaid at one point as I hold a starfish and then I am on land for a brief time before entering the outer atmosphere cosmos.  I see so many stars and realize that they are fragments of me.  I enter the heavenly realm and enlightened beings like Archangel Michael come through and I see members of my family.  I acknowledge each one as I see them one after the other and then I drop into the underworld, the dark under belly.  An enlightened being tells me not to be scared and then I am off again.  I see dark water and I enter it.  it is so dark it is black and then I enter crystal clear water and I marvel at how clean it is. 
 
Back on earth as I enter a snake pit and there are so many venomous snakes.  I see a man battling the snakes but I am just an observer.  I am protected but look down at this venomous pit.  It is both fascinating and repealing to see him caught up with the snakes. This man is splintered and many facets of him are there and then he is gone. I see a lemon at my throat chakra and at my heart, it feels open but nothing more.  At the belly I see a baby pig sitting there within me.  At the charge area I feel something like a surge upward as we start the ascent toward the crown chakra and then my hands are bleeding and I think of Christ nailed to the cross and the yogic saying that when you are in that place within you and I am in that place within me, we are one.  Namaste.  I see a key again and remember to map this somehow.  Why the key? Symbols of Bats and rebirth and a Rabbit and fertility come through as messages. 
 
Above the crown chakra, at first I see blackness and my mind judges this isn't good but then I realize that this is just darkness and soon it dissipates and I see threads of light and fragments of my own self.  The good witch and then the demonized witch are there but neither of them do I see as good or bad.  Just polars of one another.  The dark witch becomes a puddle and I stare down into it. The color yellow and the yellow brick road has led me to them and I intuit that I am finding my way on this journey to the true Self. At the end I crash back into my body.  I see this as integration and listen carefully as Christian tells us to flip our upturned hands down.  I do this right before opening my eyes and coming back into the room
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 I looked up Star Fish and found this cute story:
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The Star Fish Story
'It made a difference for that one'
Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.
One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.
As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.
He came closer still and called out 'Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?'
The young man paused, looked up, and replied 'Throwing starfish into the ocean.'
'I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?' asked the somewhat startled wise man.
To this, the young man replied, 'The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die.'
Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, 'But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference!'
At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, 'It made a difference for that one.'
 
http://www.agiftofinspiration.com.au/stories/attitude/starfish.shtml

 ​Bethany, Christian and I make a small circle and after ‘talking shop’ about our respective fields we switch gears with Christian saying something about the three phases of the third eye meditation. He elaborates on what the phases are, vibration, light and inner work after noticing my blank stare.  I notice that I deliberately tune out learning the content of anything that requires memorization even though I generally am able to get the gist of things or at least I think I do.  Does this make me more of a kinesthetic learner, burned out from school, lazy or just learning-impaired, I don’t know, maybe a combo of all four.
 
Many images come through today and epiphanies on relationships. That they are less about the other person who we are ‘in love with’ and more about their meaningfulness in our lives and how the relationship has the potential (or not) to enhance our wellbeing and purpose in this lifetime. It sounds esoteric now as I write this but it made perfect sense as it came to me through the third eye meditation. (Bethany’s light is shining today and she seems so at ease. I likened this in part to a new relationship she is experiencing.)
 
I also see a leg that is by itself and think about how fragmented parts of me (especially legs) have come through in multiple weeks of this meditation.  I wonder if they represent parts of myself not integrated.  'Something to map', Christian would say. The familiar snake comes in but this time its staring at me with his or her tongue jutting in and out of its mouth.  I also witness myself today climbing down different staircases and as I descend each set, I see different people who are in my life: My parents, husband, friends.  I acknowledge each of them and they me before I descent further to greet more people. 
 
I see a lamb that I pet and then it becomes lamb chops and then wool for someone else to use, then a gutted animal that I put my hands in as I observed the blood from it.  I think of the psalms from church, “Lamb of God you take away the sins of the world have mercy on us…” And fittingly, at one point I am in a church which has a door in the back and one in the front open with a cross breeze.  The church is empty of people until a friend appears who tells me that it is time to move on.  I wonder, move on from what?  
 
I see myself being held by my highest self, staring face to face into my own eyes.  I am given reassurance that everything is ok just as it is.  At the crown chakra, mine is wide open as I peer down into my brains and then witness what looks like a chakra clearing of debris and darkness. 

Week 14 This morning text after text comes in before I am even awake from fellow meditators saying that they won't be able to attend today  Each giving various reasons why not. I wonder as I get dressed if anyone will be at the Bahai Center when I arrive.  (We rent out our space from the Bahai's and meditate in their upstairs worship room.)

The sun is beaming in as I enter and find Judy and Christian waiting to start both arranging chairs so that we can sit on the floor around the rock and candle that Christian has placed in the middle.  Christian, in passing mentions that he has had an aversion lately to dairy and meat.  We all discuss our dietary particularities before we start.  

Without much pretense the room gets quiet and we go inward.  I am very much aware of my 'monkey mind' and can hear the grumble of my stomach, children playing outside and even the squawking of birds.  I try to be still and not disturb the other two and find that I am even more self conscious today of any movements in our intimate group.  Christian gives us permission to move our posture but I don't as I don't want to have to start over again.

I try to avoid going to my imagination as images come through.  Looking at an ant through a magnifying glass and seeing it as significant and large. A donkey that I pet at its mane, a lemon that I see and smell in vivid detail and color.  These images drop away as I go back to the friction breath.  I sit in the darkness of the third eye.  I see hues of color that I cannot identify.  Then I see a leather hard element and try to think what animal it is and then realize it's the earth.  I pet it as it becomes a turtle shell.  My mind goes to worry about protecting the earth from attacks.  The potential for a nuclear one comes through and I think once again of Iodine.  (For some reason getting prepared and having Iodine in my home is something that I have been thinking of of recent and I am not sure why(?))  Numbers float by, 26 seems significant years or months I don't know but then three years comes through and the numbers don't calculate out.  Standing in togetherness as a nation is so important my heart is screaming.  All one. United we Stand...Let us not be vulnerable to an outside attack by a crumbling of our inner stability.  

Christian directs us to our throat and I am already there seeing a chain around my neck.  As we go to the heart space, mine feels wide open like my heart is exposed and rhythmically beating.  At the charge area I see money--dollars that I am sitting on and then he has us go upward and I see a purple vertical line off to the right as I follow it up over my crown chakra.  I see gold rays of light and higher beings. I call in Archangel Gabriel to help me communicate.  Help me to moderate when to speak and when to be silent.  I get a confirmation of sorts as we come back into the room.  

"Choose Love is the main message" I don't figure the significance of this meaning until now as I write this.  Yesterday was Valentine's Day.  Go Figure...