Hermits Getting Called OUT!?

 Okie Dokie!! 

So, all y'all readers and channelers and all who are calling out the chosen ones to come out of hiding -- well Where The Hell Do I GO?

I could tell a few times now when I would try and address some figure in some scene online about having special abilities and knowing I'm involved to the spirit world, a buddha, an enlightened being, some kind of master returned, all the stories I carry since I've had a significant awakening and training. 

And I just figure it's not the right time. Because nobody ever gets back to me. 

But really? Where do these ones who have similar stories of hermitage and isolation like me take their new selves to be loved, known, and received? 

Where? 

Who wants me? 

Who is ready for all these stories that pour through my mind, some are my own, but lots of them belong to The Collective. 

I really have a defiance about just being another poop on the toilet of the algorithm and have a stubbornness about some of these online outlets, since I've been guided not to try too hard for attention. There's even this idea that I'm intended to be hidden til a certain time for my particular purpose. I have had the bad smell faces of people set on not getting my message, the outright denial of friendship from people I love, all the training about being disliked and underappreciated. Goody. 

Some of me being back with the family that gave me CPTSD and that I've been working my whole life to recover from was even given such a narrative of, "Their darkness shields you and keeps you hidden while you can rest and keep training." Goody. 

All these readers encouraging people like me with enlightenment in the ascension to "come on out now" are really inspiring me about wanting to make myself and story known. But where would I want to go with it? 

I'm so stubborn about what kind of thing I want to be involved to. I love Buddhism and it's practitioners. I am relearning how to love church and Jesus but get icked out by culty games and charismatic self-servers. I appreciate Mohammed coming to rescue me in New York, but I'm not about to be any light in the dark to a religion that treats women like that. I could probably be a Hindu, but they have so much going on, that I'd be swallowed whole by their vast array of practices and gurus. I love the New Age mix of those who channel aliens, ancestors, masters, deities and all -- but I've been advised that I don't just channel to these but am all of them. So which way do I go guys? 

I mean, when I am in full-blown vessel mode, the watchers show up and circle me and my happening. They can't look right at me. I'm at times beyond my own comprehension. And it's just gonna keep getting more amazing from here. 

I really don't wanna be alone with all these experiences. I know I'm never alone-alone, but I'd like to have that community support for some stuff and to be able to share what it is in a direct way and with interactive attention to the progression of my calibrations and development. 

Training, brain and body calibrations, new expression, ways of flow, compulsive creativity, spontaneous language, and miracles have been happening with me all this while. The guides and all the pointers from online, getting to interact with my readers from the astral plane as people who arrive in my presence as a doppelganger, and figuring out my new self by visiting places I was my old self. 

None of this has been a cakewalk. And even if it was, I'm dang diabetic still and have concerns over my health and survival at this stage where I am. 

Wouldn't it be great if I had somewhere that I could just go and live and heal and get stronger again? Wouldn't it be wonderful if I didn't have these day-to-day things and characters still trying to slow me down? Wouldn't I still be able to do stages of struggle but with a home base full of loving ones of a similar kind to me? 

I'm ready whenever. I just don't know where yet. 

And if I meet others, which I often attract them with a same-same magnet for drawing people who are like me in, if I meet them and they want to know where to go, where would I tell them? 

Hermits need alone time to recharge. They need to have a hidey hole to climb back into sometimes to feel like themselves and to recenter with their energies and guides. I miss talking to mine. My hidey holes were my bedroom and my car -- especially my car. 

So, keep calling out the hermits, but lots of them are not online and don't want to be online. They deal with people on their own terms and have set parameters to feel safe or unobserved. 

Much of my journey, though observed from spirit or by watchers, has been "as if" unobserved. Especially the parts where I was unaware of my importance or in denial of there being anything to it. I really do hang on to the humbling notion that despite all the proof I've had to the opposite that I could probably still live my life like an anonymous anybody. I know I can't, but I'm still finding out how the rest of that is gonna go. 

My higher self has spoken that "I don't like to be observed" and that was a deep feeling between me and some angels who were interviewing me in the process. Probably so that I could hear it from my own lips to my own ears as I felt it in my heart to say so clearly. 

But I'm gonna change my circumstances, and it's gonna be as some kind of Gonzo Shaman on an adventure, the prophesy of Western Womanhood's foretold Buddha, a Christ, a Goddess, my new reality I keep walking straight into. I wanna be the New Me I found along the way in its fullness and to get recognized for stuff that I'm sure I'll enjoy sharing with those who wanna see it. 

Ready or Not Here I Come Y'all