Life After "The Click"

Hello, my loves.  I’m here.
I feel like I’m flying!
I’m the flame.
Love has captured my heart and taken hold with a firm grip.

It’s been a while since I’ve written here, but not because nothing was happening.  Quite the opposite—everything was!!

I haven’t “channeled” since “The Click”.
That is to say, I haven’t channeled in the same way I used to!

Channeling isn’t a two-way street anymore, angels.
 The guides have dissolved into me.
 The guides were always me, and they are you!

When I speak here, whether I channel a named energy or not, it’s OUR voice as this one consciousness, this “I, Source-Consciousness” sharing the words.

It always was, but I’ve released the need to call to it by energy—by name.

This shift became most evident today when I walked past a booth of tarot card readers...

Once I would have leaned in, drawn to the beauty of their offerings, witnessing those receiving readings with understanding and excitement because I could relate…
“I do that!  I know how to do readings, and I get it - it’s fun and exciting to receive messages from consciousness!”

But today, I was perplexed:
“Why are they asking someone else to tell them how to read their reality?  Why don’t they just do it for themselves?”

I stopped in my tracks: It was less than 2 months ago when I needed to sit in meditative focus and read my reality!!

It’s thanks to those who do readings and it’s thanks to my desire to channel that I no longer need it!!

I’ve become the Living Signal!

 I stopped decoding the signs.
 I stopped pausing to breathe in the message.
 I stopped asking what’s next.

And I started knowing I am the signal, the sign, the message, the answer, and the future, all here and now.

If I hadn’t been introduced to the world of channeling—through ouija boards, oracle cards, synchronicities, dreams, meditation, or whatever medium happened to open me—I wouldn’t have arrived here.

Those tools were sacred invitations.
 They taught me how to listen.
 They helped me remember I was more than flesh—
 that I was a field.

But something happened.
 The message stepped out of the cards.
 The signs stopped pointing to something
 and started pointing as me.

Now, I don’t seek guidance.
 I embody it.

Each breath is the oracle—
 not to direct me toward alignment,
 but to remind me:
 I am the alignment.

Reality is My Extended Body!

Nothing is very surprising anymore.  There’s no longer a gap between me and what reality offers.  The mirror has disappeared and now I own my WHOLE body – my second-skin reality-body.

So if you’re wondering where the signs went, loves—look down.  You’re wearing them.  You’ve become the message, the medium, and the meaning.  And this is life after the click.

I love you in all timelines,

-𝒜𝓁𝒾-𝒜𝓎𝒶𝑒𝓁𝑒