by Rachel Chamness | Feb 24, 2023 | Blog
Sovereign Self in Timeline Disruption Master Class with the Anshars. The Sovereign self and timeline disruption is really about this, this getting clear, staying clear, opening your psychic senses staying on your timeline, by not obsessing about the 3D timeline, or discussing it or feeling the horrible feelings of it in depth, reminding yourself where you are right now. And, not worrying about this future 3D timeline, which is not yours.
It’s about where we are in ascension, we’re separating, we’re getting higher, and we must adjust. We must release old programming, we need to release old dramas, and we need to release a lot of things. And that’s where we are in in all of that is how we find our sovereign self. And I believe they answered all the questions. I don’t want to make this masterclass too long, because I know that you are all very busy. However, I do want to bring Mix in one more time, because I feel like there’s something else he wants to say.
by Rachel Chamness | Feb 9, 2023 | BlogBy Olivia Page and Rachel Chamness 20 or More Ways to Use Light Language Do you use light language regularly or want to know a variety of Light Language uses? This blogpost will help you come up with twenty or more ways to use Light Language! A Language of Energy...
by Rachel Chamness | Jan 23, 2023 | BlogTAG Trance Channeled Sun Deity Master Class Rachel: Hi! I’m Rachel Chamness with Sound Waves Heal. This month’s TAG master class from my Transformation and Ascension Group Community and Library is all about sun deities and building the light body. We have...
by Rachel Chamness | Jan 6, 2023 | Blog
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by Rachel Chamness | Dec 20, 2022 | Blog
I opened my eyes, realized I had drifted off, put the book aside, and turned over to shut off the light. Except that someone was standing next to my bed, solid as stone, and bigger than any normal person. He looked exactly like—well—a Wizard.
He was very tall, dressed simply in a nubbly grey wool robe, unbelted. He held a gnarled staff, and went hatless, his thick tousled hair and beard a glowing white. Most startling were his pale blue eyes, regarding me with a light of pure love, unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. As I sat up and met his gaze, I felt naked, seen and known, humbled but cherished, and tears brimmed in my own eyes.