December 27, 2025
To be or not to be, that is the question. ~ William Shakespeare, Hamlet
I’ve been ambling along in a kind of fuzzy complacency, assuming that I’ll Ascend. And why not? I’m aware that humanity is destined to Ascend, along with Gaia. Many sources tell us that not just Earth, but unfathomable sectors of All That Is, is upleveling, and that upleveling depends on Earth dancing through Ascension at the prescribed time.
Ascension is slated to happen along about now, according to ancient prophecies from around the globe too numerous to ascribe to coincidence. Why wouldn’t I Ascend? Surely awareness is sufficient.
But what if it isn’t?
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That’s an unpleasant notion. I’m not sure why it occurred to me. Possibly from thinking about goodly but “unaware” people, who may Ascend despite their ignorance of what’s happening, simply because they’re fundamentally kindly, right-doing souls here on Earth. Awareness of the prophecies, and signs that Ascension is happening now-ish, is not necessary in order for such deserving ones to reap the benefits of the Ascension timeline.
So wouldn’t it be a corollary that those who ARE aware of Ascension, actually might NOT Ascend? That possibility sends chills worthy of those engendered by the scariest horror flick through every cell of my Self.
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I’m not sure that there’s anything to do with this awareness. For now, it’s enough to notice the thought. Perhaps the point is to wonder what prompted it, rather than stew about its level of likelihood.
Maybe I’m just tired of what I expect from myself. I experience a persistent onus because I’ve chosen to believe in Ascension. I’ve been served a Writ of Responsibility, and like anyone opening the door to a process server, it’s not exactly welcome.
That thought/feeling is not new. Heeding the onus has decreased of late, though. I suspect I’ve reached a plateau where it’s more comfortable, or perhaps more organic, to let go of any perceived obligation to chivvy Ascension along. Not that I ever put massive effort into meditating, raising my frequency, or paying strict attention to what I’m vibrating in coherence with.
Maybe my subconscious, my Higher Self, is doling out a well-deserved reprieve from an erroneous belief.
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To Ascend or not to Ascend, that is the question. Curiously, I’m feeling a heretofore unimaginable sangfroid about the answer. Intuitively, I’m certain that when 3I/Atlas boogied past Earth and zipped on to its next destination, it pulled some dross and dregs of mine along with it.
I’m beginning to feel released from a self-imposed and unnecessary obligation. Perhaps this is what sovereignty feels like. To act from the strengthening voice of the real me and ignore the dreary shoulds of outer imposition. To be happy when I’m happy, or explore melancholy when it drifts my way like dank ocean fog. To stay up late or doze after dinner, dictated by my level of weariness rather than the clock.
Most of all, to “contribute” to the certainty/rapidity of Ascension by doing what arises from within, not what channels or commentators urge us to do as sovereign beings. I hear, but don’t necessarily heed, their well-meant, paradoxical advice.
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It feels necessary, a solid next step, to let go of trying to “assist” Ascension through active effort. If anything, that obligation, if it’s troublesome, likely neutralizes the very actions I might take (meditating, etc.).
I’m going to take a page from my new book of Relaxing Into Ascension, and pretend that intuition is everything, and less is more. Do only what feels appropriate – forget the impossible tasks of deliberately raising the vibration, developing frequency coherence with the Angels, or meditating. If any of that happens along the way, terrific.
Who knows, it might even happen when I elect to nap instead of do the dishes, or dance a spontaneous jig while singing at the top of my voice. That would be a bonus, but not a goal. It might not be commentator- or channeler-approved, but it’s got my stamp of approval, including a conspiratorial wink from my Higher Self, who’s urging me to buy some tap dancing shoes.
