ELECTRIC GOLD & KARMIC CHAINS

Letting people go and balancing timelines ⚡️⚡️⚡️

Quotation of the day:

“You may proceed. The steps upwards are very close. And from now on the climb should be easier. Oh, human race you were born to fly. Why do you fall down to earth at the first breath of wind?” Angel of Humility - Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri circa 1321 CE.

A man in his late forties with great presence sits at a table overlooking the cacophony of hustle-bustle nonsense that always accompanies Venice Beach. He is tall. His hands gently dance over the muted lacquer table with slight nerves as we sit under a red and white awning. He stares at me with a sincere depth I will never forget. Olivish skin. Wild green eyes. I know them well; just like I know the eyes and souls of the many of you reading these words, right now. He is worn, rugged and has more wrinkles now. I am older too, a woman who became the wizard; the galactic minstrel who once scared the living hell out of him with the truth of my words. Neither of us understood back then. And yet, we both did…

In this lifetime, we initially met on 12/12/2012 by chance on a film set. My eyes zoned in on him from afar like a film camera going into tunnel vision. This happens when a key player enters my life. It was the end of the world, of course. So we did a little fake/real ceremony at 12:12 pm that day during a break from filming. That was the beginning.

His dark hair is cropped shorter now. His arms -covered in lifetimes of tattoos. They mark his many histories like the warriors of old. He wears his stones and silvers- pirate jewelry, and a black knit poncho with the image of the Virgin Guadalupe on his chest. He has a chain link wrapped around his wrist as an adornment. The links are large. I wore noir black Dita eyewear and an electric gold silk bomber jacket that I’ve had for many years. Matte lipstick. I always wear lipstick. It was a gloomy, blustery day in Los Angeles. He is ancient and authentic. He matches me. It had been a long, long time since we had seen one another.

I stare at the large, silver chains links wrapped around his wrist, contemplating and connecting the metaphorical dots, silently. 

“So…” I ask.

His eyes dart a bit and he looks back at me, ready to say it.

“I, I… think I got through all my karmics,” he says straight to my face. No concept really of my work, what I do or how I do it. Or perhaps, his soul always knew deep down. Just that one simple statement echoing into my ears from his lips: he got through his karmics. It is now April of 2023. I take this in, wondering what is happening and why we are meeting again after so much time has passed. And yet, the knowing of the heart and soul seems to override my sharp mental queries trying to make sense of this meeting.

There’s much more to this personal story. However, that one line is all you need to understand at this time. I think I got through all my karmics.

That means freedom. Over the past several years, an embarrassment of riches in terms of karmic, narrative gold have dramatically and perfectly unfolded, shaking my core, waking me up, cause me to die and be reborn -ultimately collapsing the false self in the wake of realization, healing and balance. I didn’t know if I was going to make it.

I am here to learn and honor my life’s essence. I am here to become love and truth and handle the consequences of whatever that means in the material world. It is about freedom and love; an authentic expression of God gifts through my heart and out into the world as the life inside me and the God essence around me, sees fit. That is my focus and it requires flow and a relinquishment of control. It requires balance. That’s what counts to me, at least.

My story with him continues on. My personal life story flows with much more freedom, now.

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KARMA.

When conscious choices are made to correct error at the right time, in the right place, with the right players, our karmas are null and void. Chains that bind us to people, places and conditions, keeping us in lower octaves— simply dissolve. Take an honest inventory of the consequences produced by past actions requiring balance. Freedom lies on the other side of: lessons fucking learned. We don’t have to ride this karmic wheel like a merry go round. Freedom is available, but sometimes one must do the dirty work first.  Hey, some folks are having rest lives and that’s beautiful. Others are closing the wheel.  And for those people, the only way out is through. My soul carries me into that which I must understand and learn. And I am willing. I am guided by my soul’s knowing. Though, it may appear strange, and most surely, it may appear difficult and like total bullshit; a betrayal from life at times— unto my personality. Sometimes my personality has to catch up to what my soul is doing. And those moments are really hard. I understand, friends. It’s not always a breeze, eh?

The last four years of soul work are balanced and make sense now. This life’s work makes sense. The abuses, relationships, choices and paths, ups and downs, beauty and grace — it all makes sense. Timelines and lifetimes—understandings about who I was and have been, on and off this planet have been revealed. I wasn’t to know, when I was younger. I was to help others. I knew that. And I didn’t want to know. The puzzles of life fit together so much so that stories are no longer needed, because completion is felt. And I may rest in the kingdom of my heart. 

But damn, this karmic material is hot! My personal art pen is on fire.

Ever been totally fucked? Some of you may wonder how or why you’ve gotten into relationships or professional settings with dark and toxic people. There is a reason and a karmic antecedent. These difficult experiences provide the catalyst for you to make different choices and to learn. We get to experience the empowerment, confidence, self love, and God love that comes from choosing the path of heart and freedom. It’s quite personal to each individual. I am so sorry, for all the pain you’ve been through. And I honor it as I honor myself, soul mates and clients. I honor the pain of the world. At the same token, I do see how to make light from the dark, and use that light for goodness. 

Long ago, I once worked with a woman and got totally screwed. It affected my daughter and my finances. It was selfish behavior on her part. It was a lack of boundaries and self worth on mine. A perfect karmic match. Brava! At a moment in our relationship - she looked at me in a certain way, all strife hidden behind facade. I saw a battle scene in Sparta flash before my eyes. We were men. It was war. I saw her clock me in the face. I took the blow. It was a surprise betrayal. Likely a death. The scene-flash ended, and I said, ahh. Oh, I see. In this life we balanced some issues. At least, I did my part on my end. Another opportunity to heal and forgive all involved. This is just one small example. Life is full of opportunities to heal and forgive. It’s so beautiful.

Another time, I got into a very dark relationship with someone I thought was Mr. Nice guy. I thought, this must be safe… However, it was a false and toxic situation required for my growth. The abuse was hidden behind lies and bullshit. I ignored the red flags in my naivety and assumed I was wrong, not understanding what was happening until it was too late. A woman’s heart can be her achilles heel. I will never again go against my knowing for it can cost your life. I am grateful for this lesson and this teaching. It set the foundation for me to learn a great deal academically, emotionally, spiritually and metaphysically. The toxic dynamic opened me to ALL my past, hidden traumas and karmas. I lost my health, and took it back. I lost my faith, and re-found hope and truth and self. He poked and prodded my pain until it opened like a mess before me and revealing that which I must step into. I was thereafter, prepared to handle the clients and very serious abuse cases that came my way for healing and alchemy. And man, did I require this education to help others and myself at that time in my life. Thank you, mutha fucka ⚡️. 

Stepping into my power and rising up again, was what had to happen. We were reliving a past of false light versus God light. I had to discern carefully, and choose God. I do not fuck with the energies this person fucks with, that many fuck with— whether they do so consciously or unconsciously. It’s a firm boundary. This is a necessary lesson for me: to speak up and stand up when false light seduces and there are ears willing to hear. If you are in a room where no one hears, take your peace with you and get out. If you can help, then by all means do so. Again, discernment and self love.

I tend to play the renegade rebel, king, warrior, spiritual leader, priest, poet on Earth. But now, I am a woman learning to receive gently. However, in a distance place and time far away from here, as a responsible party in power, I once allowed these forces to affect a great many through my silence, and lack of confidence in my own Queen voice. I had a feeling, spoke up some —but ultimately was kept quiet and was overrun, as the general tone amongst others in power moved in a direction outside if my soul’s truth. It affected many. It affected me. A galactic error. A soul lesson. I was in part responsible. We are held accountable. We must observe our actions, thoughts, feelings and ask ourselves what is true? What is the soul lesson and how does it apply here and now to bring more light and goodness to myself and the world around me? How can I vibrate love more powerfully? And in my lifetimes on Earth, I tend to hold strong with true holy light, mitigating against the hellish consequences of these energies. This is why I can be so intensely fierce and my system instantly rebels, like a chemical reaction, against this sort of energetic nonsense. I have been learning through all sorts of dynamics on Earth school, since.

Watching these lifetimes unfold as I evolved was better than any tv or film I’ve seen. Damn, mama — get the popcorn for this fucking drama! Look at this scene, that scene, I did what? You did what? Holy moly! Races of humans and beings on this planet. The rise and the falls. The new beginnings. How we keep learning and growing, all of us.  

Detach from the stories but integrate the soul lessons. 

My entire system is built to dismantle these energies whether or not I feel like it. It is part of who I am. Not ALL of who I am, a part. Having clean energy prepares you as a pure vessel in order to express your gifts purely. If the energy in a room is fucked- I will usually excuse myself, without judgement, so I don’t have to work in my off time. Sometimes, if I am having fun, I’ll just clear in the morning 😎. Ha! Experiences in darkness have gifted me transcendence because I used experiences well, and am innately an alchemist. Realization is part of the path, bringing me ever closer to my heart’s home. Sometimes, toxic situations can help us remember what is real, and what is false. 

In the next chapter of recovery, the rest of my karmics made themselves known. It was like I magnetized them all at once. Ha! Off to the races…

Some are friends, some are foes. Some are protectors. Some wanted use of my light by simply being around me. You hang with me, you often get cleared, it happens as a default. So I must choose wisely what I am willing to take on in my personal life. Some soul mates are here for a reason, a season, and some are here for my life time. I pray at night for those true souls who are meant to walk by my side to stand with me. I encourage you to do so as well. We need our soul mates.

These karmic connections brought their own teachings, past lives and intensities for me to heal and recover. I integratrated more of myself, previously stuck in time, back into the present whole. I have a process combining past life integration, parts therapy, soul retrieval, and timeline healing for the purpose of karmic balance. I was reliving and ameliorating karmas stacked on top of karmas. I am an efficient person. I guess I like to handle a multitude of karmic birds, with one golden stone.

KNOW THYSELF. As the ancient adage goes. And that saying is absolutely true. Remember. Remember. Remember. It will be shown, if you ask for the truth. And it will be shown in ways that your specific system can download data and understand. There is no right or wrong way to come to an understanding. The essence of truth is what matters.

Another time I was in a session with one who was to become a great soul friend:

“I am enslaved. My people are with me…. UH OH…..”

She was in a brainspot process and I was conducting energy work at the same time. I waited. 

“There are masses of people. Another time. Ancient. Sand. The desert. This is bad. I think we are here trapped, and… it’s my fault,” she continued.

“Mhmm,” I mumbled, entirely preoccupied with holding space energetically. My head tilts. I am consciously attuned to her and also traveling through dimensions. Egypt. Babylon. I didn’t care where we were. When I am in it, fuck the details and hold down the energy my client can get through this timeline. Details later… It’s like playing a football game and someone asking me to count the fabric on the opposing team’s jersey.

“You are here. Watching in the distance. I can see you. Shapeshifting,” she’s getting excited now.

“You wear an earthy green cloak to travel, it is fine like a gossamer gauze and you are with me, in this time. You are with us. Strands of gold emanate from your neck. It’s unbreakable,” said my oracle client.

I was unused to people actually being able to see what I do behind the 3D curtain. But it was the pandemic, we were over zoom. My face is right there. Under normal circumstances my client’s eyes are closed on the crystal light table so I could go about my energetic business without having to explain what seems like sci-fi. But, she was an oracle and the information she was offering was invaluable.

“You can do it! The guides are telling me they want you to pierce this veil and make it right!”

Tall fucking order, I thought. Ameliorate the energetic landscape of war by dismantling predatory energies associated with wreckage of this particular event? Uh…. ok….Well, I am already shapeshifting, time traveling and here holding space, I guess. Why the fuck not try?

“You want me to do this, right there in front of you?” I did not want her to see me. It felt very vulnerable.

“Yes. You can do it. Pierce through! Most people have 7 levels, but you have 12. 12 nations. Whatever that means… You are in everything.”

Fuck. Wow. Baller. My client is now my teacher. Her words still resonate as mystery and beauty. My friend is now the wise sage showing me how to step up my game, while I help her. But isn’t that how it works, eh? We all help eachother grow. She challenged me. And I rose, so I could help her in the way she needed. That’s a good friend.

The work commences. Angels and light and legions of good alchemize with us. A symphony of righteous vibes. Aaaaaaaaand…. scene.

Afterwards —

“We are free,” she was breathing hard, “We are safe. We did it. Thank you.”

We rewrote the past energetically and neuro-physically. I believe the possibilities of what humans can do, are barely tapped.

I was quite fatigued. It was a great, Earthly integration through one person’s willingness to heal. Aww inspiring. Sometimes we can address the whole through the part. She taught me how to do this and I continued to heal this way for some people, as key players involved in major past events are closing the wheel and began seeing me for healing. Heal the whole through the part.

As all is one.

I asked, “Do you know who your soul group is on this planet? Do you know who your people are?”

“I think so, yes,” she continued.

I guided her to quietly lead them through her example. She is a healer in her own right. T’was indeed time to break up with false light in all forms and trust her knowing and full power. And she knew exactly what I meant. Bullshit is everywhere but so is true beauty! As they say, we cannot serve two masters at the same time. So where do you stand? What are your values? You get to decide. In regards to wack energy and freak fuck-face entities— we have to duck and roll that shit, carrying the GOLD FREQUENCY FILLED WITH IRIDESCENT RAINBOW LIGHT. Be electric gold. Nourish it in the heart. Focus upon it with your mind. Let it shine. One must be more pro-light than anti-dark, to remain in balance. One must also acknowledge the pitfalls of multidimensional reality if you’re going to travel and guide folks herein. Never trust a multidimensional Pollyanna. 

Stand in light. Claim your power. And when these past errors or karmic links are shattered, sourced, and healed, we open to true freedom.

LETTING GO.

Sometimes we must let people go. We get close to people often without knowing why, as the soul has its own reasons for being attracted to certain folks in friendship, love and our professional lives. We are drawn to those that can help us heal: whether they have killed us, have a tendency to control us or keep us enslaved through lifetimes; or conversely they are our best soul friends, always there to lend a hand and tell us the truth, shoot a text, make sure you’re okay. They demonstrate familiarity and comfort. Sometimes we don’t realize the heaviness or lessons until after person X has left. Sometimes we don’t realize who is really there for us until the shadows pass and light elevates the heart. Time and discernment will convey the myriad reasons for our soulmates presence, and whether or not it is appropriate for them to remain in our lives once the karmic lessons are learned. I sincerely thank my many patient friends who have waited for me to come out of hermitude. KALISA, ARE YOU BACK ON EARTH YET? S, asked me recently. I said yes. I am. I also know I am held in gratitude for helping people get out of hell.

Thank you. Thank you. A great prayer in itself.

It takes great courage and trust, to let people go without judgement, knowing that your paths are no longer tied. If a karmic tie is broken and healed through soul understanding, and there is no quantum pull to be near them—- this person is a karmic lesson. Not necessarily a lifer. You are not obligated to anyone.

Some soul mates ebb and flow through our lives, holding space for us in the silence at a distance, at times. And in other life chapters, they are right there at the dinner table laughing and jesting. Sometimes, I’ve had to drop into depths where my soul mates cannot vibrationally accompany me. Or the converse. I must fly high while my soul mates drop down.  This is okay. Those that are meant to be there with you, and for you— will be. Do not judge the waves. Or the people in your life.

All that is real, is love. All is growth and lesson until we learn what true love means. True love on a personal level is a gateway to ultimate, divine love.

It guides us. Trust your own path with an open heart. Everyone is learning and growing through life’s lessons — even our personal villains. All serves a great purpose. The thing is, down here on Earth school, there is free will. We get to choose what to do with our purpose. We choose how deeply, or quickly we learn lessons. We can avoid them as long as we like or indulge the drudgery as long we like.

I do hope I have learned to move through lessons under grace and in divine timing appropriate to my soul’s ability to handle the truth.

There are things I know. And a great many things I do not know. I’ve come to a place where I care less about knowing and more about remaining in a state of love and understanding. Out of the mind. Into the heart. That’s why some people appear to go mad, feel me? They lose their fuckin’ minds but find their hearts. And that, is quite fantastic! 

You are a being of light. You are a child of light. We are walking alongside one another, skipping about, as we go home.

You are made of gold. Pure, electric gold, baby. 

Speaking of Electric Gold, here is your song of the moment from a buddy named Cameron. He’s rad.

Love this song: FACE OF GOD, by Electric Gold. Enjoy.

Peace,

Kalisa