Friday, January 27, 2017

My Ant-like Mind: The Cheerful Cherub

Another from The Cheerful Cherub, a book of uncanny wisdom by Rebecca McCann, 1932.



Friday, January 6, 2017

Penney Peirce's 2017 Oracle Letter Is Available!


I breathed a sigh of relief as 2016 finally finished up! Did you? For most people I spoke with, it was an intense, unrelenting time of energy wave after energy wave, calling us to adapt, adapt, adapt to higher frequencies. We’d be pushed, then frustrated, pushed, then frustrated. Act and wait. I often could not sleep at all at night and was drawn to nap for several hours in the middle of the day, in a sort of dead, coma-like sleep—as though my left brain just HAD to shut down—right now! Perhaps this was to quiet me and take away the interference so my internal systems could adapt to the new energy levels. 


All year, the energy seemed choppy and disruptive. Events would come and go suddenly, and my consciousness would shift without warning from left to right brain and back again. I was trying to write a new book all year and needed to access certain higher states of consciousness to bring through the insights I wanted, but I was routinely interrupted by the physical world demanding attention. I felt like a yo-yo.

And yet, the situations I dealt with were plainly for the purpose of helping clear old habits and mental and emotional clutter. I spent the first three months dealing with my mother’s estate; she had died at the previous Thanksgiving. So many ties to my past surfaced, precious items were sorted and given to others, and physical ties to identity released. After that was finished, I promptly got sick and lost twenty pounds. More lightening up and changing ingrained patterns.

As I finally began the new book (due out this fall), my refrigerator broke, the contents melted down, and I spent the next 2 months dealing with repairmen who “sort of” fixed it, but left it making a high-pitched squealing noise, which drove me insane! Was this a higher frequency I was supposed to match, or eclipse, so I wouldn’t be bothered by it? By November, the refrigerator had melted down four times! I finally bought a new one. If it were a dream symbol, I’d interpret all the melting down as me allowing all my frozen fear ideas and emotions to soften and release. But four times?!!

Then my disposal broke. Now the symbolism pointed to the idea of my ability to truly wash that waste down the drain. Was I actually letting it go? Soon thereafter, the gearshift on my car came loose and almost detached from the transmission. Was I telling myself that I needed to get into gear, engage with life, and move forward?

And then Hurricane Matthew hit the east coast of Florida! It blew through with 80-100 mph winds, first from the southwest, then from the northeast, and pulled trees out of the ground, lifted roofs from houses, and washed out the entire underpinning of the coast road north of us. It was incredibly exciting! There was no resisting it. Such fresh energy, and so great to be without power, lights, computer, TV, and phone—reading ever so quietly by flashlight.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, the presidential election proved that, yes—Pandora’s Box really IS opening and we here in the United States are going to now deal with the rise of the fear-based subconscious mind and the pride-filled collective ego as it gleefully seeks retribution, destruction of ecological and heart-based developments, and works to isolate us from the rest of the world.


So this is our segue into 2017!
(continued on the pdf/Download Here/4pp)
photo by Madison Grunor