Jean Tinder

There’s something I’d like to share, something that’s made up of many facets. Perhaps they are ready to be woven into a story.

What a month it’s been. Full of more practice than I ever wanted of standing behind the short wall, choosing compassion, and letting go … letting go … letting go.

Like most of the world, I woke up the morning after the U.S. elections aghast at the news.

Some time ago, when riffling through one of the etheric libraries, I ran across an interesting story. It had lots of details and actually filled an entire book, but I’d like to share the highlights with you here, for it seems relevant and timely.

From the moment this lifetime began, it was about connecting and attaching ourselves to other people, things, beliefs and situations. It’s been a long journey of discovering ourselves through “other.”

We imagine the fall of ‘the powers that be,’ anticipating a glorious day when unseen forces no longer impose their insanity on the world. Will that finally mean freedom? We watch power-hungry politicians and cluck in distaste as they maneuver and spin their ever-changing positions.

July… what a month it was. In the Crimson Circle world, we had the final Shoud of the Walk On Series (already?!), the ProGnost Update (quantum evolution anyone?), Embodied Consciousness (simply beyond words), the launch of Keahak VI and the near completion of the Masters Club, to mention just a few little things.

Sometimes, finding the words to share what I want to say feels nearly impossible. How do you describe what’s beyond description? How do you define the indefinable?

So much change is going on… families moving house, children moving across country, partners getting (or quitting) jobs, dear ones suddenly leaving Earth, creative dreams with a new foothold in this realm, not to mention all the world chaos that makes it to the news.

“The universe conspires to fulfill your desires.”This declaration was made by Adamus exactly 10 years ago (May 6, 2006). And now, looking back, what a difference a decade of consciousness makes!

We humans like our linear reality. We enjoy timelines that show a sequence of events, To Do lists where we can check off our accomplishments, clocks to let us know how much of the day remains.

We humans like our linear reality. We enjoy timelines that show a sequence of events, To Do lists where we can check off our accomplishments, clocks to let us know how much of the day remains.

Aspects. Facets. Potentials. Choices. Actions. Reactions. How do we know what’s what? How can we apply these great concepts “in the heat of the moment?” It can all be a bit confusing, especially when the mind starts overthinking it, but I had an experience a couple weeks ago that led to a very helpful understanding.

Dear Self,
In this season of turning inward, reassessment and rejuvenation, it’s time to clarify a few things. So let’s take a deep breath, settle in, and share a moment.

It’s holiday time! And with Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, the solstice, New Year’s and whatever else, it’s the season for much celebration. However, I have a hunch that a lot of Shaumbra play along with these holidays more out of habit than true commemoration, because most of what they are based on has lost its meaning for us. Therefore, I’ve decided it’s time to come up with some new holidays.

I was recently involved in a conversation about making choices. How exactly do you choose to love yourself? How do you choose abundance? Heck, how do you just choose?

How amazing it feels to be smack in the middle of this energy cyclone! It can be quite a balancing act to keep some level of funtionality while also experiencing and integrating a non-stop deluge of things like the Sexual Energies and Aspectology Schools, Ancestral Freedom, Keahak, ProGnost, Addiction Unplugged, monthly Shouds and much more.

The last several months have been jam-packed with Crimson Circle events here in Colorado, and it has been my privilege to be a part of them. What amazing information and energies we are all bringing forth! I’m sure this planet will never be the same. As a matter of fact, I will never be the same.