6.23.26 Journal Entry #4
We are accelerating towards ascension rapidly.
I know this because I’m living it, and I’m guessing you might be too.
Over the last few weeks, something has shifted in the very fabric of our reality. The lessons are coming in faster. The synchronicities and signs are wild! I mean genuinely, impossibly, wild. Someone I know had a fish fall from the sky, literally!
I’ve encountered the same stranger ten miles and thirty minutes apart, at a store that wasn’t on the map, in a town I didn’t know. The Raven, showing up as a trickster, bending the rules of reality just enough to show me: “The illusion has holes in it. And you’re starting to see.”
But beneath all of the signs, cosmic winks, and the “you can’t make this shit up!” moments – there’s something deeper happening. Something that’s not only happening around us, but through us.
It started with a rainbow on May 25th. It wasn’t just because it was a bold, full double rainbow, though that was enough of a wow-factor all on its own!
It was the extra colors underneath. A ripple. More bands of blue, indigo, & violet. It’s like I was looking up through a wrinkle in the fabric of time, at a 3xl dose of the upper chakra frequencies. (That alone should have been enough to clue me in!😉)
Of course science has an explanation: a supernumerary rainbow, which basically is light folding in on – and interfering with- itself.
Because of course it is.
I could have told you that. Just in a different language.
(also… yes please! Our planet could definitely use some interference from the light right about now! And don’t be shy about it either. Thank you very much!)
Four days later, came the light codes in the forest. A photo that was inspired by the lovely sunlit spot we found on our afternoon walk. It was only in looking through the photos later that night, that the light codes came through so powerfully – they took my breath away. It’s in the way the light plays with and dances with itself – within each individual ray, that makes my heart breathe in a language I don’t understand. Intense but beautiful. Please tell me, you can sense it too… ??!
And then, most recently, a leucistic messenger of the bird variety. A sweet, and persistent Dark Eyed Junco got our attention on a walk just last week. She circled around us for about 4-5 minutes flying and hopping from one set of dried-out branches to another patch across the path. She hopped so close and sang so sweetly to us for so long, my husband and I were sure she was going to follow us home. (But she was only asking for help breaking up some smaller size branches for her own home. She had no intention of seeing ours.😞)
But it wasn’t just her sweet and social disposition that won us over. Her appearance was dainty, and delicate, and the most perfect hombre color from brown to peach to cream. A bird that looked like she was literally showing us the transition happening: from shadow to light, from one realm to another, from who we were – to who we are becoming.
Google says she is a Leucistic bird, an animal born with reduced pigmentation.
Spirit says she is a message, in more ways than one, but for the collective: the light is moving through everything, and it’s changing us as it goes.
Spirit says, ‘light is expanding’, and I see images of light expanding from the core of the earth outwards, and also our own inner light – expanding out through our bodies. That’s why it sucks so much right now, shadows are coming to the surface – not just globally, but personally too – we are each being shown our own shadows to deal with at an accelerated pace.
And, physically, well…
Here’s what they don’t tell you about spiritual acceleration:
Sometimes your body figures it out before your brain catches up. (At least that’s the case for me.)
Right now, my body is inflamed. Rampant inflammation. Issues are flaring. It’s harder to walk – my body is struggling to integrate the artificial joint added just last year. And some days, I can barely eat because my system is so sensitive, so activated, that food doesn’t feel right.
But I didn’t realize how much of what I’m feeling in my body is directly connected to what I’m watching play out around me.
I have a background in film. Not recent, but it’s still in my bones. I know how the machinery works. The acting tricks. The cinematography. The narrative manipulation. The ways light and sound are used to make you feel things that serve someone else’s agenda.
I went to the movies with my family on Father’s Day. I wanted to be present, to spend time with them. A Spielberg movie about aliens sounded like something I might enjoy. I didn’t plan to have my system shattered.
But the moment the previews started, something in me broke open.
War. Fighting. Destruction. The programming, so overt now that I can’t believe I was ever blind to it. Fake emotion, fake urgency, fake enemies, and fake story lines. I know exactly how they are constructed, but I could see what they are designed to do. I could see the hands pulling the strings. I could see into the matrix.
And I couldn’t unsee it.
So I’m sitting there – in a full theater – and just through the trailers alone – my nervous system was being pulled like a delicate violin string, stretched and stretched and stretched. My body was screaming, and simultaneously suffocating – because I could see the manipulation in real time and I was still seething with rage.
Then the movie itself begins and it’s not bad. I actually stayed up until the last 10 minutes or so – much longer than I anticipated. I stayed because Spirit used the opportunity to stretch my senses, and poured in profound insight in a most unusual and uncomfortable way!!
There was even a line – (of course there would be!) – about empathy being a superpower or something – as I was literally living that line in real time. Because empathy is my superpower, and right then it was being weaponized against me! I could feel everything. The falseness of the performances. The manipulation in the narrative. And the permeability of the people around me, eagerly downing their buckets of buttered popcorn.
I barely made it through.
Well to be honest, I didn’t. I walked out at the end – IYKYK – And then I freaked out at my poor family when they made it to the car. Of course all of that built up intensity needed to be expressed, and it was done so in true Leo fashion.
But what I realized, sitting in that theater, is this: the matrix is crumbling so rapidly that I can no longer fit into it. I can see through it too clearly. The illusion doesn’t work on me anymore. I don’t go here.
It’s even in small things now.
I really felt I deserved some ice cream after the traumatic events of the weekend. Only I could taste the chemicals in the candy toppings. It was in the way it coated my mouth. And I realized: I can even taste what’s real and what’s fake now! 😭
Even my eyes are rejecting what’s artificial. For weeks now, an hour after I put on mascara, my eyes start burning. They tear up, streaming, literally washing the makeup away. My body is saying: I won’t carry the fake anymore. Not in food, not on my face, not anywhere. (Really Spirit!? Make up too?😭)
It’s strange but the more my third eye awakens to see through the illusion, the more my physical vision struggles. Like my eyes are being re-calibrated. (There’s a price to seeing clearly, just ask Odin.)
My vision, my senses, my entire being is becoming a detector and it’s orienting towards truth.
And the truth is: we’re living in a collapsing illusion. But it’s so much more than that! It’s way beyond what is collapsing – It’s the really good stuff that I can see just behind it – and more and more of us are waking up to it.🤞🏼
Every single day lately, there’s been a deep, life changing realization, lesson, or a profound insight. Something that cracks me open and reorganizes how I understand myself, the world, or the work I’m here to do.
And it’s exhausting.
Because integration is difficult when the wisdom comes so quickly!!
Because being a seer in a time like this – when you can see through the machine – when you can feel not just your own stuff but the collective awakening, the earth’s re-calibration, and the crumbling of old lies is … intense. To put it mildly.
A lot of it is personal, but some of it is collective too. It’s about seeing through the illusion that’s been holding us all.It’s about watching the matrix crack in real time and praying to the Divine – that enough of us will finally wake up quick enough – to what’s been true all along.
So if you’re experiencing this right now, this acceleration, this intensification, this clarity where you can see through what’s been hidden, you’re not alone, and you’re not crazy.
Your body hurts because it’s processing more light than it’s used to. Your nervous system is overwhelmed because it’s detecting signals of truth and falseness simultaneously.
This is real.
The signs are real. The lessons are real. The pain, the sensitivity, the grief of knowing what can’t be unknown, that’s real too.
The crumbling you’re witnessing? Again, real.
And what’s happening behind it all is real: light is moving through us, and it’s bringing everything that was in shadow up to the surface – to the physical – to be seen, felt, and released. The illusion itself is becoming visible.
You’re not too sensitive. You’re not losing it.
You’re waking up. You’re becoming a more honest instrument. You’re developing the ability to taste the difference between truth and programming.
You’re part of a collective awakening. And you’re not doing it alone.
The matrix is crumbling. And seers like you and I are here to witness it, and to hold space for others when they begin to see through it too.
Go ahead and grab the popcorn!🍿Shit’s about to get good!
💗Big Love & Many Blessings🌸
~ Amanda ©06/26