Roarin' through the Lion's Gate, 8-8-2017

Well I’m sure by now some of you are wondering what I’ve got my grundies in a bundle about, all this talk of anchoring frequencies and jumping time-lines.  Wondering what precipitated all that?  Some of you might know or may have guessed.  I’ve told very very few people, only those who can see beyond the matrix, know the power of prayer and calling upon Sananda (Jeshua, Jesus the Christ), and know the power of the Divine Plan.   

I didn’t tell anyone who was only going to see the AI Predator hive mind matrix program scheme I was supposed to swallow, thanks to one of it’s sleep walking minions.



Okay here’s the deal:  For anyone who hasn’t lived out here in the Sierras, this place can be very alive.  The land is very ... conscious?  responsive?  seems to have a will of it’s own?  Alive is really the best way to describe it.  And very wild.  Resists yuppification if you know what I mean.  And can really draw you in or spit you out, I’ve seen both. 

So on my road, in addition to yonder kooks, we also have G.P., who was a guy from the coast having a get away cabin in the neighborhood since the 80‘s.  Those aren’t his real initials by the way.  

ANWAY, when Aunt Judy the previous very distant, non-stewarding "owner" suddenly wanted to sell in 2013 and summarily dismissed any of my efforts to be first in line, G.P. and Aunt Judy made a deal in the shadows regarding the 85 acres on which I’ve lived and been the steward of for 22+ years, and G.P. “bought” “it”.

And well, he supposed I could continue to live here but immediately imposed this choker-chain-like lease on me.   It was like the Nazis had arrived.   And I had to sign or leave.  No longer was my lower garden area with green house ruins and fully functional garden shed and walk in cooler, mine to use.  

No longer were the 100 fruit trees that my 


former husband and I put in respected as an asset that I contributed, considered mine to care for. 

No.  He relegated me to a little postage sized stamp perimeter, literally mapped out to the foot.  No kidding.  With rules I better follow or else.

Then he wanted to tear down the old barn in 


front, and my lower shed.  He was appalled at the power lines we had put in by a qualified electrician, to run our shed that we used for a successful garden business in the day.  Everywhere he would look he'd see something irregular he didn't like or wanted to control.

King size untenable tyrant in my world.... 

He made some noise about tearing my house down too, sizing it up as not worth anything, he sez.  Well he is an all knowing contracter from the coast, after all.  With multiple properties, including one in France.  

Then Grandfather Fire came through in Sept. 2015 and utterly torched most of District 2 in Calaveras County, including the majority of my neighborhood. 

I will NEVER forget driving back in on my 


road, after 9 days out, evacuated, having heard my house was still there but seriously not knowing  what else, my cats, gardens, who else made it.  Lord Have Mercy it was a mess.  Thankfully I had the help of a ninja friend.

We got to the half way point on the road, coming in that day after evacuation was lifted, and I saw living trees by where the kooks live, I saw their buildings, more of their buildings..... and to my utter, jaw dropping, face slapping, arm pinching astonishment, I found out in short order, they stayed.  

Okay people, that is not right.  These folks are not right.   I don’t care what your head tells you, when faced with THAT much elemental force, you are going to run like hell, like it or not, if that were to come at you across my huge manzanita field.

Unless you have some bolt hole to go down.   That is what I and others think, because there is no way my house, surrounding vegetation and woods, and very large old dry manzanita grove --which I LOVE by the way  -- should still be there.  It should have gone up in one big ol' holy inferno taking THEIR place with it. No way should either of our places still be here.

The fire consumed all the dwellings in the hood but me and the kooks. I said “Is this some kind of cosmic joke!??”   G.P.’s cabin, gone.  All other neighbors, full or part time, gone. 

My garden shed, 20 years of garden tools, seeds, supplies, infrastructure, plus the old barn in front of my house, a mere 25 feet away and covered with dry blackberry bushes -- gone.

Krissy Lou’s house -- still there!!!

Well so apart from it being really difficult to recover from all that, it suited me just fine to have the G.P. further away and all his plans of destroying my house disrupted.  Let’s fast forward now to this March, after about a year of crappy interaction and always yucky and nasty when he shows up.  Thankfully not much.  He wasn’t clear at all about what to do or what he wants after the fire. Last fall he made noise about selling.

So this spring, he gets the bright idea to evict me and take over my place, after I’ve done a bunch of recovery and clean up work.  Plus my gardens, what is left of them, recovered brilliantly and were just like an altar to the Creator this spring.  Tended by a devotee I might add....  

Okay there it is.  Do you see why I kept it quiet?  Who would think there would be any other outcome, right?

No, not right.  This of course was shocking


to me but being an earth keeping warrior of many years who certainly doesn’t take orders from any old Boobus Americanus, I took the matter up with the Creator for many weeks, which totally initiated QUITE the process.

So much guidance and direction and confirmation that I am on the right path has come through, and continues to come through.  If you want to see Divine Outcome for me and the land, pray for that.  I am not a victim here.

He is coming up against an earth keeping priestess who knows fully well she is a co-creator with the Divine.  I have years of experience in how to work the energies of times and place.  

Okay so in March he sends me this official eviction letter, giving me a 2 month notice.  I went into my process, etc, and 6 weeks into it when I was clear the thing to do was resist and not leave, the energy of the challenge seemed to peak on the inner plane, and I had the distinct impression it was behind me.  And I was like, HUH???  The challenge of it felt behind me.

Then, towards the end of May, I get another official letter, this time delivered by UPS -- and I was laughing before even getting to the door of the house. 

It’s from G.P.  Seems he messed up with the eviction process, if he needs to get the county involved.  He didn’t do it right for their purposes so now he needs to start the whole process over again, blah dee blah dee blah....

Warriors Laugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   Go God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah.  And at that point, I had just dared to go out and buy tomato and pepper transplants the day before, because what kind of statement would it be to the Universe if I declined to do that?  

That I was going to swallow the yucky pathway he wants me to create and not put a garden in?  No way.

Well when I heard about his setback, it was like a boost forward for me!  Wow, okay 2 more months of eviction notice starting in July, then at LEAST 2 months for it to get through the court system if it comes to that... Okay put the ganja in too!!!! 

Yippee!!!  I will get my lil crop.  For 


personal use and for seed breeding.  I sure didn’t want to lose a year’s worth of seed work knowledge because a sleepwalker in service to himself and the Matrix has bumbled across my path.

So I’ve got a splendid summer garden going on, and continue to work with the situation as energy.  I’ve done some gridwork the last few days, at the start of Lion’s Gate, then on 8-7 and 8-8, placing crystals and working with intention. And quite frankly, I’ve been marveling at how little it seems to be an issue.

Key to this process is staying very positive, working with Divine Will, white light and the violet flame, and being self /Self referencing.   It’s not about me against the G.P.     It’s between me and the Universe, the challenge is to not get caught in the victim/ victimizer web.   

I AM A DIVINE CO-CREATOR!!!  And I DO NOT CONSENT to being so rudely taken over.  Plus I’m attuning with all the others who are co-creating with this eclipse energy “cosmic trigger”  time-line jump event.  Group energy in Divine Co-Creation at its finest.

Nobody with the kind of control freak attunement like he has expects to be dealing with that...

What time-line are we jumping?  For me personally, jumping what I consider to be the very low, fear based, victim oriented

pathway of G.P. evicting me.  My intention each day is to being on the ascending arc of the Divine Plan, being co-created in each Now Moment.  

Now do you get it?  And why I kept it under my witch’s hat until I had processed the critical mass of my own fear, to get to this unshakeable place where being a victim in this situation is simply not a possibility?

The frequency of me, the land, the situation, is being handled by me in line with the Divine Plan, and by the Divine where my efficacy leaves off and heavy lifting needs to be done.   If God is for me, who can stand against me?  

And along the way there are many signs and incidents, here’s one:  

Driving to Sunday church in Angels Camp where my music friends and I play every few weeks, and just happen to pass a  truck with a big ol’ ostentatious camper on it that looked just like G.P.’s.  I took note, thinking it couldn’t possibly be.

The next day I get an email from him, telling me he needs to come onto my place with a lawyer from the fire law suit to look around, and they might need to come in the yard.   Okay fine I may or may not be home I answered, but thought to myself, isn’t that interesting, that WAS him.

I noticed he’s not staying at his old cabin site.  No, he hasn’t done the work, inside himself or out on the land, with the trees.  Yes it’s had official clean up.  But he hasn’t done the work on his emotional body, nor does he see that the big oaks right around his old cabin site are FINE.  

He hasn’t made peace with the fire or healing process.  He’s a contractor for cryin’ out loud, he can rebuild to his own tastes on his old site, why does he need to disrupt my life when there is no housing in my area after the  fire.  

I’m sorry, but just because he can, and that he’s too darn lazy to do the inner work, or he thinks he doesn't have to when he can disrupt me, is not cutting it for me.

So the day after the email and before the dreaded visit with the lawyer, I’m sitting out front early in the morning, after invoking the Great Central Sun, sipping on 


tea and getting my Divine Tune-Up for the day, and I hear this weed eater in the vicinity. 

It’s kind of far away, but as I tune into it and realize, no, its G.P., it’s definitely coming from his hill -- suddenly the sound shifted very noticeably and became loud.  Not just loud, but it took on the qualities of a mechanical  baby wailing, demanding to be picked up and have it’s diapers changed... “WHAAAAAHHH!!!!   WHAAAAA!!!!!  Hellllp me!!!! Fixxx Me!!!”   

My perception was that on some level he was demanding that I help fix his land, since I obviously know how, mine looks great.  And I said “Nope”.  I  energetically held my ground, I held up both hands and vibed him “YOU MUST DO YOUR OWN WORK”.  I did that maybe 3 times.  Can’t remember if I spoke the words or not, but I felt like he got the message because the sound abruptly stopped and I didn’t hear a peep more.

That was maybe 10 days ago.  We are now through the peak of the Lion’s Gate, and I continue to enjoy becoming empowered from within.     It’s ludicrous to think that I am going to swallow utter chaos and disruption at his command, just because he wishes it and he can.  When there is hardly any available housing around Mountain Ranch for the people who actually live here?  And I’m the Village Herbalist?  I think not....

No, I  stand in resistance.  The land and the Great Central Sun have advised me.  He did not appoint  me here.

So today we had what I consider THE critical mass inflection point, where the veil drops and truth is revealed.  I got an email from the G.P.: 

 Can I tell him if I’d be out by the end of this month so he can make plans for my house blah dee blah dee blah...  Gosh, I’d forgotten about that.  Oh yeah he’s trying to evict me.

And my reply was very direct and simple:  “G.P:  Yes I can.  No I will not.”  

We’ll see how all that goes over......Warrior’s giggle...

I was a good girl.  There was absolutely no 

reminding him of my predilections, ‘oh and by the way, don’t make me drop a house on you’ or anything like that.  I don’t have to!!  The land is handling things like that!!  

More stories to come!!

Roarin’ through the Lion’s Gate, Sirian Blessings!!!!

Lady Lion Paw