Hello Friends! Hello Sparkling Circle! Blessings on your Junio. Junio Bloom and Rabbit Rabbit!

How are you? 

Ready to skip straight to dancing? I am, too. You’ve taken the Dancing Hands of Source if you’ve opened this email, so let’s go! When the world is as wily as logs bouncing through the rapids and you want to cross to the sunnier side, maybe our best steps are ones that trek upstream to a steadier bridge with trusty friends. 

What do you do to keep our path steady and true? What nurtures your heart to a best and highest good focus for your soul’s evolution? And for the good of one and all, individually and collectively? Individual work is essential. But how do you grow, in a complex world like ours, within a community? 

A healthy humanity fosters a collective that nurtures understanding and amplifies the bountiful support from the many seen and unseen forces working behind the scenes. Quanta energy, the building blocks of creation, have been teaching me since before I was born. And whether you utilize it or not, these gifts are yours, too.

This Martes, we continue our Expanded Quanta Circle for a three-night arc of joyous learning options:

·       Still your swirly mind

·       Listen to the frequency and tune for your harmony 

·       Discern and trust your Higher Self to re-member the weave of your why 

·       As you shuttle finer intentions, breathe into co-creating more sacred solutions 

·       Tune your seeing in any dimension, or keep your inner eyes and ears tuned for love

·       Play more and dance with All-That-Is (Hint: Courage, heart. You have friends here.)

This week’s Quanta Circle invites you to fine-focus your best intentions once again, not simply for your own health and peace (although that is always a worthwhile gift!), but for a peaceful universe to invite compassion, creativity, and joy. 

Like a beautiful origami swan that you can unfold, smooth out, reverse engineer, or re-fold to something “more you,” this circle is a treasure trove of tried and true, a kind power of the infinite, ever flowing grace to unleash a million more joys for the blessings of your life and others. 

Make your prayers active if you are unhappy with what you are seeing unspooling in the world. 

It’s time. It’s time to awaken the best tools and see new ways to move forward.

Someone recently suggested my newsletters seemed like journal entries. I was unsure if she was looking for me to apologize, rewrite to her liking, or explain myself, so if you were the anonymous author of that note, sorry for not understanding your intention, as perhaps you don’t understand mine. 

I asked Source why I needed to write to “the list” one and four times a month for nearly ten years, and this is what I heard, “While one may fuss about ‘so many words,’ you are showing context in the x-y-z fabric of time and space–context is a map, allowing you and others to learn this dance from the retracing of the steps. Understanding the slant of the sun through the standing stones to illuminate a message, the ancients have shown you how we can all dance in the light with greater health and ease.”

So, for these times and others…

Ever since we were children, crossing the threshold into Junio meant the freedom of summer was nearly here—a time of unencumbered play and unstructured exploration. The way that Septiembre makes me want to sharpen my pencils and learn, Junio begs me to be barefoot, dive into wild places, and see the beauty of what’s all around me, and immerse myself or rest within it. I’ve been talking with old friends about the magic of our childhood lagoon water. It always asked a little courage to step, swim, or row into its dark ripples, to maybe push off its sea wall and sink into the silty edges and explore the tides with mud hens and Mallard ducks.

When we lived in Topanga, on the magical mesa of our breathtaking canyon in the Santa Monica Mountains, to escape the heat of summer, we’d descend less than six winding miles to the beach, where, if it were Junio, it would often be foggy. An inversion layer occurs when the heat from the land kisses the cool air coming off the Pacific Ocean, creating tiny water droplets that blanket the coast with a cool fog. Angelinos call this Junio gloom. I call it home. Many who flock to the beach are disappointed that sunny LA could be cold as summer approaches, but for a girl from a little island in the San Francisco Bay, Junio gloom is a happily familiar and cozy fog, no matter how chilly it can be. Like the lagoon, it was a place to tuck into the unexplored and see what would appear.

We all agree that the world is full of mystery. Now, more than ever. For those who have been beside me, we are now in the tenth year of these Dancing Hands, and as always, I’ve been listening to see what Source would unfold next. 

It’s a cozy mystery on the edge of the universe, but as we explore together, strengthening our spiritual athleticism, even while many rattle the bars for us to hush or step backwards out of our power, what I see even here is a Junio bloom of trust we are building within in. No matter how many tiny droplets of fog float before us, I know with every particle of my dancing quanta, eventually, the light of love breaks through, and there is the sweetest peace of balance. 

I hope the same for you.

Oh, and more: Create joy. Share joy. Repeat.