Clear seeing is not without its cost. I have so much to say and so I know not to speak. Everything that used to poke me, agitate me…it is immediately met with this unwavering compassion that certainly doesn’t feel of my own doing. It’s an interruptor of sorts, it’s stopped and it loses charge and I’m left neutralized somehow. Although not before this rapid seeing of self through absolutely everything. It’s painful, in a freeing way…although it feels too much sometimes yet only for a moment then that is neutralized.

There is no doing this, it’s happening through me, as me.

I find myself unable to connect much, this feels sacred and tender and I feel alien to the world, much like I’m remembering feeling now as a young girl.

I can’t go to write or speak, because there is a purity necessary in both the speaking and the being received. I find myself once easily flowing with words unable to proceed because all I can see is the lack of pure love that is missing in almost everything. I am finding a way to translate all of this, whatever this is, because it is not through speaking it’s a bit closer in presence and yet, it feels like the world is catching up and so I’m here catching up to myself and receiving in an entirely new way that calls on all of me in ways I’m discovering.

I could go to speak about how we can build cages around ourselves identifying as highly sensitive and the blind spots for example, but that would be coming from an inspiration ultimately rooted in hurt from another and I simply can’t. It’s not a pure thru line and it dissolves.

I don’t want to be inspired by hurt unless I am with you to walk with you through it. Or my own as I let it shape shift.

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I saw my mom’s text, “Can you talk?” and given that we have been planning her end of life my mind bounced from another health update on the metastatic cancer journey then quickly to oh good she’s ready to meet with a realtor and get to California soon.

I immediately called her and her tone of voice made my stomach drop but slowly I registered what she was saying.

The scans, they show no active metastasis, nothing lit up.

A miracle, one that left the oncologists and us in shock, it defied all logic. As Divine miracles tend to do.

Three months prior it was the same metastatic shards of glass, and the fact that she would have to immediately quit the last targeted cell therapy option because it was killing her. She was off any medication, and we began discussing more thoroughly all matters of her time left however long it may be. My part of that was ensuring she would not suffer and getting her closer to me. I also crossed my previous boundaries and began working on her, no agenda just clearing the path for her to live her fullest expression before death.

I have known for five years as she’s navigated different cancers and health issues that she had two paths, one was a shorter life and one was her wild on a mustang riding free as she did in Nicaragua as a teenager. I also knew there was nothing I could do about which path she chose and had come to accept that my role was to love her and trust that her path could never be wrong or right because it was Her’s. Something much easier for me to hold for clients, but for her it challenged everything in me.

As fate would have it, I was also in a severe health crisis at the exact same time. Both of us trying to get blood back in the body and both of us not sure of our future.

I could hardly leave bed, and went into deep inner guided healing and depths. When these more intense periods happen for me I know Magdalene and Divine are asking for my presence in a specific way. This time I was scared though, I hadn’t fulfilled my purpose here yet, but there was nothing to do but remain within the faith and let everything unfold. I was moved through alot, some I don’t really remember because I don’t need to but there was the clear focus on healing the Bloodlines and Waterlines.

This frequency works on a cellular level, and I have found that for that to happen there must first be a deep surrender to all that is known. It is in many ways a dying to life and the restraints of the human body, part of the magic of this is that my ability to remember that and know what is happening in the deepest moments is wiped away. This is how the alchemy enters.

I am accepting her death and accepting my situation which included a close call of death.

I am working on us both.

The Bloodlines

&

The Waterlines

For three months intensively and yet without much effort as I had no energy this was being done through me. It’s not that I think everything in life that happens is spiritual and yet, despite me saying that I suppose my evidence personally has been that it is absolutely an all inclusive ride.

I watched myself making internal shifts and agreements necessary for my own fullest health and expression while still waiting to walk again.

Most importantly, I very subtly watched my mom changing over these months. Granted my brain was not getting enough oxygen so it might have slipped past me how monumental the moments were.

Somewhere along the line, she had taken the path of the Mustang Mystic, as I’ve come to call her new life, and continued to. She had unknowingly to both of us taken the outstretched Hand finally and the miracle had the space to enter.

I watched her soften, be more quirky as her authentic self, use her voice, forgive herself and she had stopped hating my father. A tall order that nobody in their right mind would try to take from her as the mother and wife. Yet my focus remained on the nuance of a soul, the grace I’ve had for him is a miracle in itself but I never forced it, it’s just the only way my heart knows. We all think we are incapable of awful things and yet nothing is guaranteed, we are a series of choices and a plan far bigger than we could comprehend in my opinion. I also can see where in order to forgive herself, part of that was deeply entwined with at least accepting the nuance of him.

So here we both are, I am stronger by the day and my mom has scans three months apart that prove miracles are real, you would not know she is considered metastatic by looking at the scans. Zero activity.

I believe more than ever that the divine mystery is the Way, I believe as I always have that living as though we are dying is a healthy daily reminder.

I don’t think healing anything should be a destination or the entire point of existence, rather that we should ask what healing means to us as a fluid state grounded in presence within.

In the mystery, the path unfolds and within that I believe miracles are meant to be a part of our lives more and more simply because we breathe.

The night she told me as I was sitting to eat dinner my father gently entered and stood next to me, he keeps his distance I think for respect and because he was in his own process on the other side. He was always a man of few words and so I understood immediately why he was there, I cried and closed my eyes letting him know he could stay and I felt his hug with my left cheek always on his right upper chest. “I was not going to let that happen, not on my watch, BJ.” Then my mom’s parents came in and I knew these three angels were reunited and causing the best mischief possible. A few days later while on the phone with my mom processing it all, we started laughing as I said, “well, we did nickname him the Rainmaker…” she laughed, a love filled laugh and my father was immediately to my right side with his Blaine chuckle. He knew he was welcome and us three sat in a miracle reunion for a long while.

Milagros.

Only ever Milagros from the Heart

We will gather on Zoom together for a deep integration transmission. Paid Ribcage Cathedral Subscribers will receive the zoom link, to join as a $25 drop in please email me.

We will be moving through the cellular level and the mental level, everyone will receive individually as well as together in a group. Please be set up in a comfortable space where you can drift to sleep or remain in the Field after I end the zoom. These transmissions are usually in sacred silence in order to receive at the deepest capacity.

Inward we go

Be very sure, that you are not sure.

Truth, like water, must remain fluid

Now more than ever

Love is making its way through, She moves fast to see thru.

Truths and Untruths are moving

Slow down to balance and See.

How slow can you move your eyes without stopping?

How slow can you track your breath?

For to speed up is to slow down

Embody the paradox

Let it show you

Separate the human from the illusion, moving at the speed of Truth.

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After a year of keeping dialogue only for the book, we will gather here Live and I will open the Field for questions and discussion. This came from a question texted to me, “Do you know why Magdalene is a Truth energy? Have you ever received why this is at any point?”

My honest reaction was a wincing and hesitation to answer as I would answer it, and a clear desire from Magdalene for more space with you all to be met in dialogue. I forget that I live with an internal dialogue and merged state, and I also hesitate because I will not ever let this work be a space of authority when the channeling is spoken. However, I have never known this Field/frequency to do anything other than possibly refine the questions back and you then live the answer or walk gently with never imposing a hierarchy over or an ultimate source of. How I know Magdalene and the Field is not how you will, your experience in this frequency is only yours as it should be. I channel aspects, I do not pose myself as THE authority for Magdalene and certainly not for you. Last year, something deeply fractured my faith and I shut everything down, I would only channel the book. I needed to let everything I had been “taught” or told burn completely so that I could let rise fully the embodiment of who I am as a human and especially as someone holding these spaces that are sacred and yet so frequently abused. This will be vulnerable for me but if you have received this work, you know when it is literally burning to merge and get going on whatever is needed, and so we will gather.

Please note, I do not use my psychic abilities when I work or channel so go deeper with any questions and know predictions are not usually given and please don’t expect clean answers necessarily. Often, you will leave with living questions that take you on a path that is all yours and just the beginning…we are merging with the eternal after all.

This is for paid subscribers given the nature of intimacy and will be recorded for the book, no names or personal information is ever used unless explicit consent has been obtained.

With Love,

B

Riding the waves of this portal, I am opening these spaces only to those of you here. Silence is the path through this portal offering and as you sleep these will move differently through your energetic and physical bodies, as when we rest we naturally enter into the liminal and we are carried by the eclipse energies. We will not connect prior, this work is done in the liminal spaces and honors silence all you need to do is rest and receive. I typically only offer these to clients in Sanctum or Group Immersions but was clear to open a few spaces to paid subscribers as you have chosen to be here in this Field already.

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Please listen to the audio first and the song is linked via Spotify below to be used in the practice, have a journal in case you wish to write and please know using this as much as you wish especially as we lead up to the solar eclipse will be very helpful and a new layer of seeing will come for you each time.

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Please first listen to the drop in on harm and hurt and the invitations we are handed, then use the River transmission as much as you feel called. These waters contain medicine.

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This is the date my father died

It’s also the date I was set free.

As I was chatting with the after hours Esalen crew, the inevitable question of what I do came.

I know my usual nose crinkle came as I wished yet again I had another set of words.

Words that don’t box me in or lump me with anything that has come before me, as about 90 percent of the time it’s just ego and bullshit performance. We would all agree on this, as anyone who has been around this arena would as well.

I smiled and said, “I was born dead and I’m living backwards embodied with frequencies. The title would be full body channel…but how do you capture a life of hard lived embodiment with frequencies and what all pours through…I don’t know yet, but I’m not like the others”

Ro nodded and grinned and said he could already feel and tell that, then he asked what I channeled.

I laughed and said, “okay, ready for more cliche? Magdalene and what I know as the Field, but not the deities or people from history. I know them as I know a dear friend, and I’ve been meeting them through my life. I don’t know them as others seem to and I just live my life as this, and it’s too beautiful for labels in a world I don’t resonate with, a world I’m still not sure how to navigate.”

Nods, smiles and giggles after Ro simply said, “well I can tell you’re not full of shit like most and I can feel it, so fuck the labels, I’ve noticed you have no poker face to pull off trying anyways.”

December 16th, is when I was set free after my father’s last breath.

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Ribcage Cathedral was born from the place where bone meets breath, where the human experience and the divine intelligence intersect in the body. It is not a polished teaching space, nor a place for spiritual performance. It is a living threshold.

This space exists for what moves through in real time: embodied truth, lived process, and the moments in between transmission and integration.

Paid subscribers, 5 dollars monthly, are invited into deeper access: raw written shares, vocal transmissions, guided experiences, and occasional offerings that arise organically from the Field. There is also room for honest, grounded dialogue heart to heart

If you are here, trust that you arrived through resonance rather than explanation.

The work unfolds from there.

My end of year traditions shifted dramatically once my father passed in 2020. By the second year, I was about to remember the abuse. My body would go through churning beginning in November as if it was leading me through the abyss that culminated on December 16th.

As I was telling my dear friend last night, if I was to describe the full body part of the full body channel, it would be the life moments in between me working. He has an aversion to suffering channels and whether it’s necessary. I fully agree. I also didn’t choose this, some of you know my story long before I had anything to do with my vocation title. My body has been the conduit for truth in a visceral way since I was two. In the framework of my life, I don’t consider myself suffering for the work, I’ve lived through enough actual suffering and have a vastly different perspective.

My body, the best way I have come to know it thus far, is the alchemist. From moving me through deeper layers of healing to picking up clients pains and traumas to loved ones leaving and coming to visit.

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