Free Falling in Unconditional Love

Trust Fall with Spirit

I remember, as a small child, moments when I would simply pop out of my body and travel. Looking back, it feels very much like what we might now call a trust fall with Spirit.

There was a distinct feeling that would come first. I would consciously feel my spirit leaning backward, my feet lifting as though I were beginning a gentle backflip. Then there was an upward movement—an effortless ascent into my light body. Suddenly I was soaring above our home.

I don't remember traveling very far as a child. Perhaps only over the neighborhood. But what I remember most wasn't where I went—it was how I felt.

Light.

Free.

Limitless.

The feeling was pure ecstasy, joy, and wonder. I felt like a great translucent bubble, shimmering in the light, weightless and alive.

Eventually I would return to the world of form. Someone would call my name. A bird would sing. A sound from the neighborhood would gently pull my awareness back into my body.

Even then, I had a sacred place for these journeys.

It was nothing extraordinary to anyone else—a narrow strip of land between our house and the neighbor's. Yet to me, it was a doorway between worlds. I could spend hours there, completely content in my own company.

Although, if I'm honest, I was never truly alone.

I was surrounded by a love that words have never quite captured.

Looking back now, I wonder if humanity is being invited into something very similar.

Perhaps this time on Earth is another Trust Fall with Spirit.

We are being asked to lean back once again.

To let go of certainty.

To release our grip on old stories and identities.

To trust the unseen currents that are carrying us toward something new.

Maybe New Earth isn't simply another place waiting somewhere in the future.

Maybe it is a new way of seeing.

A return to witnessing life through unconditional love, with the childlike wonder and awe we once knew so naturally.

I feel this shift bringing a remarkable lightness of being. A sense that life is becoming more transparent, more magical, more alive. We begin noticing synchronicities, beauty in ordinary moments, and a quiet presence that has always been with us.

Of course, we will still be called back into the experience of the third dimension. We'll answer the phone. Pay the bills. Hear someone calling our name. We will move in and out of this human experience, just as I did as a child.

But something has changed.

We begin living in the in-between.

Participating fully in the world while no longer believing that the world is all there is.

We become both witness and participant.

We play in this beautiful human experience while remembering our true nature is far greater than anything we can see.

And perhaps that is the greatest trust fall of all.

To remember that we have never been separate.

We have never been abandoned.

We have never fallen.

We have always been held by Spirit.

And maybe, just maybe...

We are remembering how to fly once again.

Love,

Teri