PERIDOT

 

FEBRUARY 20, 2022


T: Hello again, Peridot. I am ready now to listen.

IMPRESSION: [Persistent, since original contact yesterday] Scene from the tv series called Locke & Key: White light shoots out of the darkness, like a star, like a nugget of light that comes zipping out of the darkness like a bullet. Whatever that word is that is able to describe or contain that bright light moving at such a high rate of speed, that word, that vision, that presence is what Peridot is attempting to communicate.

IMPRESSION: Speaking with someone who is leaning against a large tree set in a very green forest, lush.

S: I am a forest creature.

SENSATION: Strong + nearly instant pulsation throughout my entire torso + hand, which is holding the stone to my heart.

S: Yummy energies only. Yumminess expands.

S: You are like a magnet, and you radiate as well.

IMPRESSION: The man or person or elf that I am speaking to turns to touch, and then hug the tree.

S: Give off energy like this tree. You can feel it.

S: Energy is fresh + vital, life-giving.

S: Giving is a function of receiving.

S: Life is breath + movement. Continual exchange.

S: Organize yourself in such a way that you can live life deeply.

S: Big, deep gulps. Long, slow, generous exhalations.

S: Open yourself deeper, deeper, deeper into life.

S: The deeper you can go, the more you can give off. The more you can exchange.

S: Become like the biggest, oldest tree. You are (already) like that tree.

T: Would you like to tell me anything about Arizona?

S: Arizona is unimportant, aside from the fact that you love it.

S: The story I am here to share is much more green. Nothing dry (or arid) about it.

S: I am here to show you how each moment drips with life + love + beauty.

S: There is only ever cause for celebration.

S: I am the White Tiger: pure + innocent, determined.

S: Ferocious in my pursuit of what is beautiful + natural + right.

S: Hummingbird + Tiger go together. They are one.

S: Like a Willow.

S: Hummingbird moves so lightly in the breeze, like flexible boughs. Swinging this way + that. Happy to be moving + alive.

S: White Tiger is the trunk + roots. The history + gravity + earth.

S: I am made of Earth + Heart + Sky.

S: Feel my lightness lift you like a bubble.

S: Wear me to feel lighter, brighter, better.

S: I do not give you some “happy medicine;” I remind you of what’s true in you.

S: You contain both levity + gravity. Lightness + the deepest, darkest roots.

S: Darkness is not “bad.” Darkness is the realm of possibility.

S: You contain that possibility in you.

S: Black stripes on White Tiger.

S: Everything is glowing.

S: I glow, you glow, we glow.

IMPRESSION: Figure by the tree extends his hand for a handshake. Looks me in the eye + nods.

S: You are the forest + this tree. I am here to help you to relax.

S: Open. Open some more. Open forever.

S: Open + receive. And then give off the soft green light that is your nature.

S: You radiant, inevitable sun.

IMPRESSION: Behind my eyelids, there is a sun - to the left of my perspective. Light is spraying out in concentric circles. A bit like solar flares, but total circles, not just flares. Almost like a pebble dropped in water where the ripples ripple outward; this is that same thing, but pulsing light.

S: [nodding] That’s exactly it. That sun is you.

S: Carry me to amplify the light.

S: Thank you for returning to discover more.

T: May I ask about the name you offered yesterday? Is that correct?

S: “Henry” is a close approximation, but not it. Sound is somewhat similar, but the name itself is elven. Will reveal in time. You’ll hear it when the time is right.

IMPRESSION: Figure is speaking the name. I am attempting to read his lips. It does appear to start with “He…”

S: Press pause. No need to try too hard. Just come back + spend more time with me.

S: Until that time… go play. Let’s go play together.

 
 

 
Timothy Brainard