Time for a Higher Ku.

Event after event serves in high definition the trajectory of a culture straight lining towards one of the most amazing transformations to date or joining the ranks of “19 of the last 22 civilizations that have collapsed.” (Arnold Toynbee)

Internally activated or externally imposed with the combination being the most likely realized, we ask, what is the replacement system, how does it manifest, what does the economic landscape look and feel like to account for the extreme economic imbalance that currently exists?

One of the carrots is a clear vision of what our successful present future looks like and how it effects you and yours. How does getting up to a new day feel like, look like, smell like, taste like and sound like. Seeing ones embodiment in this new reality is tantamount to co-creating the event to be. Having a synchronous vision with others adds gusto to the reeling in of the newer world.

Literally, a new dimension of reality awaits us as a potential life raft to our current planetary scape. It is and has always been an inward vs outward process. An awakening to the spirit that you are above and beyond the socialized ego definition of self. Perhaps, a half step forward with intention elicits the co-joined support of spirit to assist and equilibrate ones atonement to the new dimension of reality. Perhaps, our faith and trust in the divine unfoldment carries us forth into the light mist of as yet to be realized, a culture of love, economic balance and caring for all global participants.

Perhaps a magic cosmic wand does exist, one that can be waved and the consciousness inherent to all souls can be calibrated to co-exist harmonically with all mineral, plant, animal, human and extra terrestrial Queendoms.

The Perhapsing time is upon us, the global pressures are amping up the friction to ignite our souls to our earthly purpose and lovingly direct us to our inner play of self realization, so that we may share our blooms with the emergent bouquet of a new positive planetary culture.

Game time, with Love

Robert Davis