The Real Star Trek

Stardate 7/1/2013

Shirl’s Log:  How are things in the 5th Dimension?

Holy cow!  And Holy Crap!  That’s pretty much it.

Should we have allowed ones such as I am, so other worldly naïve and yet so other worldly knowing to come into this earth experience at this time?  I mean. . . Holy gumballs batman!!!
So, YES, filled with supreme overconfidence, and the foolishness of certainty that goes with that, I remember very clearly the “Before Time” when the council of elders and co-creators were asking for volunteers and the jumping up and down (of spirit) and the absolute excitement and fierce determination that I and the rest of you  angelic-wonkers had.  There was no question we were going to go and play in physical bodies in Three D .

Well, yes there were a few of you I had to convince that it would be one wondrous and grand adventure.  And so there you were raising your virtual hands and catching the excitement of this very long and very confusing game we were agreeing to play.  I know you want to deny it, but you did agree. . .and I don’t mind that some of you want to blame me for the fact that you have been here through all the muck and chaos and moments of shinning clarity that have transpired over this nebulous thing called time.
Yet here we are.  Here we are.  HERE WE ARE!!!!!!  Attempting to comprehend and encompass the absolute dissolution of the third Dimension and the uncertain roiling in of the Fifth Dimensional energies.  Just as we planned it!  Just as we are moment by experiential moment planning it in this NOW moment.

As it seems suddenly that nothing much makes sense anymore and certainly not much seems to function or work as it once did (a moment ago). . .here I am stumbling and gliding and tripping and flying through what often seems like utter confusion.

NO.  We can’t figure it out.  If we can summon the patience some sort of understanding seems to slide into our awareness in its own sweet time.

NEWS FLASH**********3D is gone.
Yes I know many or most of us still feel that we need to function somehow in that OLD energy construct.  After all there are bank accounts and bills.  There are for some of us still JOBS that we feel we must attend to.  There are 3D things that appear to still need tending to.

WHAT THE *&%$#$&****#$  (frickin frack) are we supposed to do about all that (this) STUFF?

LET ME BE ONE OF THE FIRST TO WELCOME YOU TO 5D!  Please fasten your seatbelts and be sure that all carryon items (really they are not allowed) are securely stored overhead.

So much looks the same as it did a moment ago when we thought we were still in the 3D realms.  Nothing is the same here.  Things that look familiar are what we created for our own comfort in transition.  Things are NOT the same here.

If you have the interest or desire, stay tuned and I will share with you the past 6 months of my journey and will be very interested in hearing about yours.

Stranger than Fiction will follow:

STARDATE 7/3/2013

Shirl's Log:  I really should think things through. . . .

So, sometime in early December 2012. . . .I began feeling the influx of the new energies in a very BIG and constant way.  As the "magic" of 12/21/12 approached I gave some (obviously not enough) thought to what I wanted to receive and achieve from this amazing new LEAP forward.  Being somewhat lazy as I have become in my leisurely retirement years, I had a "bright idea". . . .I know. . . I will completely and totally align myself with the new 5D energies that are coming in.

Ha!  Now that was a brilliant move.

In comes the BIG energy and on 12/20 I was really feeling it!  And then BOOM!!!  I am totally immersed in this wonderful and somewhat strange 5D.  Holy Cow!  For 3 days I barely knew who I was or where I was or what I should be doing.  As If I were totally off planet.  It was very confusing, almost like being in the void.  Although energetically it felt most wonderful it was ultimately confusing.

At this point my significant other thought I had either totally lost my mind, or had a stroke or was having a very bad reaction to some medication I had been taking.  There I was unable to explain to her what I was experiencing.  Heck, I was unable to explain it to anyone, even those who were more familiar with my off planet forays and other antics.

It was a very slow process emerging from that space.  I began to understand that there were 3D things I needed to attend to and I began to integrate them a little at a time.  At about this point SPIRIT took me by the shoulders and shook me (figuratively) and said over and over repeatedly, "You must be who you are."
That was not something I could ignore.  I MUST BE WHO I AM!

I tried many times to have a discussion with my partner about these things and she most adamantly said she did not want to talk about it.  Her free will choice.  There was no way that I could not honor that.  Frustrated?  Absolutely.  Things continued to develop and it became clear to me that I had to leave the living situation I had been in for the past nearly 5 years.  I MUST BE WHO I AM!

Just about the only discussion we had about all of this was WHEN would I leave.  I mean for goodness sake, here it is now rolling into January, mid-winter and I need to pack up and get the heck out of there.  I said sometime in February as I kept a close eye on the national weather reports and guesses about what the winter weather would be like for the next few weeks.  It was not promising for a long distance drive to the mid-West.  I contacted a dear spiritual friend in Kansas and asked if she would like a room-mate for a while.  She eagerly said yes, come on down and when will you be coming?

With a destination in mind and a fully packed little car I chose to leave on the 19th of February with a scant 2 day weather window that was available with a quite large and disruptive storm coming in right behind it.

Off I went with mapquest printouts and a full tank of  fuel. Driving South the full length of the state of Wyoming (from almost the Montana border) and then East across Upper Colorado and Nebraska then on to cover most of the state of Kansas.  That was the plan.

I left about 7 in the morning and drove straight through with only fuel and restroom stops along the way.
I was planning on stopping in Fraser, Colorado to spend the night with another dear spiritual friend.  Fraser is just a few miles to the West of Denver.  It is in the mountains.  The map was directing me to take the back, country mountainous roads.  Not such a good idea among the high Rocky Mountains of Colorado in winter. By the time I was withing 30 or 40 miles of Fraser, it was dark and I was tired.  Not so much a fan of driving unfamiliar back-country roads in the dark and the snow.  Finally I stopped, turned around and went to a motel on the Southern boarder of Colorado and spent the night.

The next morning I just thought it was not wise to make the mountain trek to Fraser and headed off to Denver on the relatively clear and dry Freeway roads.  I left my friend a message that I was not going to make it to her place this time and we would get together some other time.  I was on the road by 7 that morning and having relatively good weather and good roads as I headed to Wichita, Kansas.

For some unknown reason, Colorado, unlike most states, has very sparse signage along their freeways and roads.  I would drive more than 50 miles between clues as to where I might be and what towns or cities might be coming up in the next 50 or 60 miles.  It was very frustrating.  Being such a devoted spiritual person as I am, I was having non-stop dialogue with the Angels, archangel Michael in particular.  I was doing all the talking. . . well, change that to yelling and some of it was pretty much cussing.  'SHOW ME A SIGN!!!  I NEED A ROAD SIGN TO KNOW WHERE I AM ALONG THE JOURNEY!  SHOW ME A FRICKIN' SIGN."    A few more miles and there would be a sign of little importance that would mention places and towns I have never heard of and NO FRICKEN' MENTION OF HOW FAR FROM DENVER I WAS.  My yelling and cussing at the angels was non-stop all the way across Colorado.  I continued on for hours into and through Kansas.  When finally as it was nearing 6:30 in the evening, I saw a sign that directed me to Silinas Kansas.  From there it was 75 miles to Wichita.  Thank you Angels!

Really I was too tired and frustrated to go those last 75 miles, but I just felt I had to.  I made it to Wichita and my friend got me untangled from the wrong turns I had made to get to her place.  She talked me through my errors and got me to her place.  I was exhausted.  I made it safely there just ahead of one of the biggest, nastiest storms that part of the Mid-West had that winter.  I stayed with dear friend for 10 days.  Then it became imperative that I move on from there.

She was in the third year of a very difficult divorce from her husband of 32 years.  She was having a really difficult energy reaction and literally could not deal with the addition of my energies in that close proximity to her.  She was devastated and extremely emotional about telling me that she just couldn't handle it right then.
So I cast about for a new solution and destination.   What was financially feasable for me at the time was a room at a lodge in Branson, Missouri, about 260 miles East of Wichita.

New plan.  Phone calls to the Lodge in Missouri and their promise to save a nice room for me at the agreed upon price.  I had about 8 boxes I had shipped through the mail to Wichita and no place to put them in my car or money to ship them further on.  So friend gets in touch with her brother in Missouri who lives 30 miles North of Branson.  She packs my boxes up in her roomy SUV and the two of us hit the road about 7 in the morning and head off to Missouri.  Her brother meets her and drives in her car with her as we take the last 30 miles of the trip to Branson (she can't drive well at night).

We arrive at Branson.  The lodge is nice enough.  The room is adequate.  I sign up for a month, all my stuff is unloaded and put in the room.  I thank my friend and her brother and they are off back to Wichita.

Hello Branson!

Much more to come.