You are a divine being with ultimate potentials before you and the freedom to choose, St. Germain encourages us not to put us in the prescribed box of what a “spiritual” person does, acts or looks like.
Please enjoy our first channeling of the year with St. Germain. 2018 was a year of challenge for many and ended with a crescendo of intense collective energy. Many beings are walking into 2019 cautiously, however St. Germain challenges us to make this the year of grace. What are the intentions behind your goals this year?
Remember, you are the Master.
Please enjoy a recording of our latest channeling evening with St. Germain. St. Germain reminds us that it is okay to take a step back and to just be, that one’s worthiness is not tied to doing or not doing, or whether or not you feel your have a purpose.
Please enjoy our August recording of our channeling evening with St. Germain.
St. Germain discusses the intense energies we are experiencing on the planet right now. To be free, is to surrender. To be free is to know the stillness of neutrality. Allow yourself the peace of ascension and understand that it will not happen through denying that which your mind would say are “bad” thoughts or experiences. Peace comes from allowing the entirety of your being.
Come back to your heart space, you will not think your way to consciousness.
Please enjoy a recording of our latest channeling evening with Ascended Master St. Germain. Here he discusses the fundamental issue with the self help movement – the belief that you need fixing, that you as a being are not enough.
The question asked by a person present at the channeling pertains to physical ailments and whether we apply St. Germain’s teaching to physical burdens we seek to fix.
As we have become divorced from what it is to be directly in touch with our food production, or indeed the production of any of our resources, Lughnasadh can be a tricky holiday to fully relate to. Many will look to the aspect of the waning of the God or male aspect of the year, an honour and reverence for the changing of the seasons. For me in the climate I live in, an excitement settles in. The long relentless humid and hot days will begin to wane and with it comes the anticipation for the relief of cooler days.
However the idea of the harvest weighs heavily on me this year.
The last year has been one of both pulling weeds and sewing seeds (metaphorically) and as I look out over my field, I see that there is still another long year ahead of preparing the soil, weeding and planting. However, a great sense of accomplishment remains when I look at just how far I have come. And just how much I have learned in the space of a year. You could say in many ways, the last few years have been dedicated to my real education – not the one I learned in school or university. And this last year in particular has involved the application of my real education.
My real education has been one of unlearning. Unlearning behaviours that have been taught to us by society to be both acceptable and respectable, things that society was brainwashed by big corporations to aspire to. I have been unlearning consumerism and unraveling all the things that keep us chained to it.
Now what has this to do with the harvest? A lot actually. There was a point 2 years ago where I sat in my living room taking in everything in it. For the first time in my life I could say that truly, I had enough. My 20s had been a whirlwind of study and collecting things for my home and although my furniture is shabby in comparison to the photos in glossy magazines and on television, I had everything I needed. A fully stocked and functional kitchen, all the comforts and furnishings you’d expect in a living/dining area (minus a TV or “entertainment” unit). A wardrobe stuffed to the brim with clothing, a study complete with desk and shelves overflowing with books.
I remember sitting there feeling quite empty. Is this it? I was raised, like many of us are to go to school, get good grades, go on to do further study, find a job, make money and furnish a house (perhaps get married and have children too). You don’t really think too much on it when you are in the midst of excitement of gaining independence as an adult and studying for your future career.
Then you spend a few years on the treadmill, going to your job, making money, paying bills etc. I knew, as I looked around my living area that this was the point where I was meant to upgrade my student furniture. “So this is what life is? Working to upgrade my possessions until I retire?”. It wasn’t adding up.
Something was nagging at me. And it took a little while for it to settle in. A complete disconnection from creation. Who made my furniture? Where does my food come from (besides a vague “made in Australia”)? Who sewed my clothes? And while we are on that path, how is fabric even made? And the biggest question, why do I have none of these skills? Skills that would have been taken for granted only a century ago.
Then it drops in completely. I have been trained to consume, not create. I am completely and utterly reliant on a network of corporations and businesses. What happened to community? How can we actually appreciate the true abundance of the harvest when we have no idea where the harvest came from or what went into creating it?
And so as it goes, one must begin questioning. What have I been taught to “need” and what do I actually need? What can I create or learn to create? How can I support my local community? My future goals include learning permaculture, so then perhaps a Lughnasadh in the future, I can celebrate my own physical harvest. Mother Earth gifts us many things, perhaps this is a good time of year to put aside the incessant wants programmed into us and appreciate what we have.
Today dear ones, I wish to speak to you about consciousness and the spiritual journey. There are so many distractions and pitfalls in regards to what is put under the umbrella of “spirituality” and one of those distractions has to do with the idea of having psychic abilities.
There are many beings out there who link psychic abilities to levels of consciousness and may I say, that it is time to separate them. There are many beings in this world with psychic abilities who are completely unconscious, who are no where near self realisation. And there are beings in this world who having no psychic abilities are enlightened. Self realisation has nothing to do with being able to see spirits or auras or what have you, it is the understanding that you are the All. And when you understand that you are God or the All, then you find that these abilities that you may have once strived for in themselves do not matter.
Now I am not degrading having these abilities nor saying that one should not develop their intuition, that is an inborn right lost in the tides of your modern world. However do not despair or feel that you are spiritually unevolved if you do not have these gifts.
I felt that this weight must be lifted from many beings shoulders and to also use this knowledge as a caution. Just because someone may be psychic or clairvoyant or whatever else it is they claim to be, does not mean they are conscious. You are your own guiding force and only you can bring yourselves to your enlightenment.
I AM St. Germain
Your modern world has become increasingly more busy, an abundance of stimulation like humans have never seen before. Choices at every corner, from anything from food to entertainment. You do truly live in an era of abundance.
Then why dear ones, does it also seem that humanity is on a quest for more. What is driving the consumption which is plaguing the Earth at present? Why are humans burning themselves out in order to gain, be that “success” in career or material possessions?
Let us turn this around. In a world that is constantly telling you, you need more. It is now time to go within. A society that understands their true nature does not act in the way in which it does now. I am not saying abundance is a bad thing. Quite the opposite, but what truly is abundance?
There comes a time when lines are crossed and instead of the pleasures the Earth can provide being enjoyed, they become meaningless. Nothing fills the hole, nothing quenches the thirst. So many beings on the planet are in this cycle now. Trying to fill a hole that they cannot fill through external means.
And that is where the stillness comes in. The silence. Take a breath in the present moment. What you seek is already inside of you. In the busy modern era you find yourselves, now more than ever, is it so important to seek out quiet and solitude, shun the excessive stimulation of entertainment, social media and whatever else you use to keep yourself distracted. You will not find yourself out there and no amount of money or possessions or inflated self images will quench your thirst.
Take a breath. You need nothing that is not already you.
I AM Cuchulain
I struggled with whether I would post this, as it made me question the scope of my blog. However to me spirituality isn’t something you set time aside for every day or once a week, you live and breathe it in every moment. Minimalism went hand in hand with the realisation that everything is within me and I need not seek out of myself to gain anything. That realisation made me realise I was trying to fill the void I felt, in part with material possessions.
Now I am not saying that material possessions are bad, by all means enjoy your luxuries, enjoy the physical and material things the world has to offer, but do it consciously.
Minimalism is a topic I have been exploring and living for quite some time. I wasn’t aware it had a title until a friend suggested I watch the documentary – The Minimalists, a documentary about the important things. In fact, that is how I welcomed in 2017. While everyone was out partying on new years eve, I watched the documentary – twice. These people were speaking my language, they were articulating everything I had been feeling for the past year. I was surrounded by people who didn’t get it, but these people got it.
I felt it necessary to write this, as the idea that minimalism is something that is only for well to do, upper middle class people seems to crop up quite often. Indeed, I have read many articles written by wealthy people who decided to step off the consumerism band wagon. I applaud them too, but what about those who have no claim to wealth or 6 figure incomes?
What if you got yourself through a university degree partly working in cafes with stints of unemployment, only to graduate and decide to make coffee full time for a year because you were burnt out? And then decide the following years to make 3 overseas trips on very little money.
Was I a minimalist when I was a poor student? The answer is a definite no, not even a forced minimalist at that. Rent took up half of my meagre weekly income, but it didn’t stop me from accumulating things. I became the master thrift shopper and I stuffed my little unit to the brim with useless items – kitchenware, clothes, trinkets, cushions, books. I didn’t need three quarters of it and although it cost very little, I certainly could have kept that $2 here and $5 there for experiences I often missed out on as a result of having no money.
I went through a weird phase of discontent after my third overseas trip. I feel in part that it was because I had been exposed in Europe, to a kind of wealth I did not realise existed. Backpacking on a budget, I was on the outer looking in and it stirred a sense of lack. At the same time I was exposed to a level of poverty I had never experienced either – tent cities and an overwhelming amount of people begging for money in the streets.
I came home torn. Angry at the massive gap between rich and poor, mixed with a sense of material lack in my own life. All of a sudden my second hand furniture I had accumulated as a student and was still using looked shabby to me. “I’m almost 30 and I am still living in a house filled with furniture from my university days?? I deserve nice things”. My mind whirled. It’s a weird thing, this age marker we put on things. I am this age, therefore I should own these things and have this much in the bank…who made that rule?
I decided to go out furniture shopping and it was an eye opening experience. Cheap and flimsy furniture for ridiculous amounts of money. I saw first hand the throw away culture we now live in. There is no way what I saw would have lasted beyond 5 years, but it was trendy, so it had a price tag to match. Which is apparently okay, because people will update in 5 years anyway. I had my mums words of wisdom in the back of my head – words from a woman who grew up in a poor family. “Always buy quality, even if it takes longer to save up for and you can only afford one. It will save you money in the long run”. I went home.
This sparked a period of deep reflection. There was a discontent that I couldn’t quite place. I wanted nice things. For the first time in my life, I actually felt like a lesser being because I didn’t have “all the nice things”. This was conflicting with the fact that I was (and still am) also a passionate advocate for the environment and the negative effects of over consumption. Then there was a deeper level, the fact that when I am true to myself, I have always been somewhat of a natures child, who requires very little and is content with earth under her feet over fancy shoes. So why was this coming up at all?
Perhaps it was the comments of a wealthy visitor that came to my house. Upon arrival she walked in the front door and took in my combined living and kitchen area. “Oh.” She said. “I guess this is all you need”. It’s funny now when I look back, because she was right. This is all I need – if anything it was more than I needed and I have gotten rid of a lot of my possessions since. The tone of her voice though, was almost as if I were living in some kind of hovel or tent.
Or perhaps it was the accumulation of being treated as inferior in my work environment by wealthy people.
Whatever the reason, this saw 2016 as the year of my reading rampage. I read books such as “Not Buying It” by Judith Levine, “The Moneyless Man” by Mark Boyle and “Walden” by Thoreau. Anything that questioned the status quo, consumerism and what makes a “successful” life.
I observed that when I was a poor student, there was a sense of security in collecting things, be that clothes to kitchenware. It made me feel safe. I’m not entirely sure why, but it was almost like storing up for the winter. When the global financial crisis hit and the cafe I was doing weekend work in shut down, the winter had come.
However, did my little unit busting at the seams with excess clothes, books, trinkets and kitchenware help me weather that? No.
Christmas time 2016 rolled around, a year of deep contemplation, reflection and reading and we were heading into one of the most consumeristic times of the year. I saw all of it with new eyes. By that time, I had come to the realisation that it was all within me. I needed nothing outside of myself. This realisation had me overwhelmed by the abundance in my life and the abundance I was surrounded by. I would tear up with gratitude quite often (and still do).
The desperation, the scrambling to fill up trolleys with useless stuff, the anger and erratic behaviour of the general public on the roads and in shopping centres. Listening to friends dismay at not being able to afford Christmas or relying on credit cards. It actually made me feel physically ill. And then New Years Eve with The Minimalists, I wasn’t crazy.
So no. Minimalism isn’t a luxury of the wealthy. Consumerism is so ingrained in our modern culture that we don’t realise we are doing it. Even as a person who has lived without a TV for 7 years, it seeped in. We are sent a steady stream of messages from advertisers and as an extension, from the people who allow themselves to be brainwashed, that we need to keep buying – even if that meant on my student income it was in thrift stores.
I am still living in a house full of second hand furniture from my university days. It’s old yes, but it is good quality solid timber, the kind that you can sand back and touch up as needed until you’re in a nursing home.
I AM all I need. As are you.
~ Fox Robin