Held Into Wholeness: Crystalline Rebirth with Cutehands

Kate settles in to participate in her remote healing session with Rebecca. Kate feels an anxious excited vibration in her cells and is then quickly carried under.

Gentle strong hands hold the impatience. The energy wiggles and kicks the hands that hold it. The patient hands open wider to accommodate the movement. Impatience on one side and patience on the other side of the coin. One coin, two sides. There’s no such thing as a one sided coin, and there’s an infinite number of treasured coins. Joy and Pain. Loss and Gain. Heart broken and Heart whole. Love and Hate. Judgement and Acceptance. Wealth and Poverty. Life and Death..... The Yin Yang pairs of opposites equals one single coin after whole coin and the amount is cosmically, universally, truthfully, lawfully, and rightly infinite.

For a time, suffering loosens its grip, as the impatient becomes the hands that are compassionately holding every righteous pair. She cradles the majestic crystalline two sided coins of her personal treasure chest. Coin after coin after coin gets attended to in its most sacred, uniquely perfect way, so that it may begin flickering and eventually bursting into flames revealing its brilliance. Its sacred alchemy. It’s her’s and everyone’s birth right and mission to hand hold ourselves into wholeness.

She is then drawn back into the singular spark of creation. She gathers all of the lessons learned: past, present, and future, and surrenders willingly into her womb of creation.

It’s her Birth Day. Held by her protective and safe guarding divine father, and settled into the womb of her divine mother, she notices the spark, and then a steady strong heart beat begins thumping. A body begins to form around the beating heart, healing the pieces that were intentionally damaged in many former lifetimes. The scars and wounded parts seal themselves into a stronger heartier musculature that will hold the new Goddess meant to radiate and fortified the truth that will heal her and all of existence. Pink is her conscious choice, and she’ll return to the feminine body that housed her former life.

The new timeline life has been prophesied for a millennia and is being birthed now. Gentle kind hands cradle the infant. These hands of creation know what they’re doing and effortlessly and effortfully hold, heal, and strengthen every single DNA strand that will make up this radiant being.

She’s coming together, and the angels rejoice and sing. Angelic music is necessary to infuse these sacred crystalline frequencies into her DNA. She’s changed forever. It's The Birth Day for unconditional presence and we, sneaky style, feel it vibrating all the way through any and everything. It’s a cataclysmic vibrational shift that echoes into every cell of existence.

However, It’s not quite time to celebrate because the birthing is still happening. Push, hold, push again. It’s hard, grueling, and an out of body painful... The hard push is necessary and essential to birth a healthy babe. No step of the process can be skipped. We all chose to endure! The illuminated divinely infused consciousness children are meant to come alive now.

Cutehands has humbly and graciously agreed to be the Doula, birth coach, midwife of this miraculous birth. Oh, blessed be. It is the birth of us all!

Rebecca Cutehands will cradle the children coming into physical form. It feels treacherous and scary to the flickering embryo. Kate’s angel mother, Sarah, holds her in her womb, father, Darren, protects, and Rebecca will support the birth happening. They’ve got this!

The babe is held sacredly. She’s birthed into the embodiment of unconditional presence which is the savior of all of existence and what we’re all (most of us) aligning with at this time.

Happy Birth Day to this new and ancient omnipresent unconditional love consciousness. We’ve waited and prayed, and here it is for us all! Now, It’s time to celebrate!!!

Katherine Leigh has claimed 3/8 as her new day of birth and will also celebrate the “formerly known as” 3/27 birthday. We just can’t celebrate enough...! Praise Spirit!!!

She will allow her last name to evolve. In the past, it has been Smith, and then Jones, and in that last name space, Kate will remain open to the infinite universal potentials.

Kate’s Shamanic guided journey is complete.

Extraordinary Shaman, Rebecca Cutehands, sends her a text alert that signifies the session has ended, and she will call once she’s written her notes.

Then Kate’s, daughter, Grace, gingerly pokes her head into the room. Mom says, “ I have at least another hour left in my session hun. Did you need something?”

Grace bolts into the room and explodes, “I got into IN!!!!”

Mom and daughter jump and scream and jump and holler with pure joy over and over. Mom even hops up to vigorously bounce on the bed with glee! It’s her dream school graduate program. What?! And yes Ma’am!, this

golden girl did it!!!

The celebration settles to a slowed roar when Rebecca calls. Kate introduces her daughter, and she cheers with us and says, “that makes more sense.” Rebecca sensed that there might have been someone else present in Kate’s session. She saw us both walking down a metallic sparkling path of new possibilities. That’s right friends, Cutehands is the bomb dot com! She saw the future!

Grace politely excused herself, and we got back to Rebecca’s reporting of the session. But first, Rebecca offered a prayer of thanks for the amazing news about Grace. Cutehands spoke in her native Shamanic

language, and Kate felt that in her SOUL, and internally and literally bowed in reverence and appreciation.

To Start, Rebecca reported that she sets an alarm, and had set her’s for 10:01. Then she noticed that the session would be 1 hour and 11 minutes. Additionally, she realized the date of 3/8 that adds to another 11. Googling

1111111, here’s what pops up,

The 1111 angel number is said to signal that our guardian angel is particularly close and wants us to focus on positive thoughts. It's believed to be a reminder that we have a soul plan or destiny— that is, a path laid out for us by the universe

...And, Kate had also set her alarm for 10:01 not knowing

Rebecca did the same.

Rebecca was guided to burn sweet smelling Grandmother sage, and Kate had also done that before the session. “Seriously, what?! You can’t make this shit

up. Well, I guess you can, but I’m not!,” she mused, “Game all the way ON....”

Rebecca was called to begin at Kate’s feet where she began resetting blood flow and tried to do a kidney 3 reset on the inside of her ankles, where she was informed that Kate had to be the conductor. She’d give her an exercise to do the reset herself.

Rebecca reset main vessels in the middle of the body: spleen, liver, and a few others Kate can’t remember, and Rebecca said she’s not to concern herself with that because they already reset. It’s done.

After resetting the physical, Rebecca began sharing the visuals she got. The first one was that she saw Kate with a small backpack, like she was going on a one day short trip. Rebecca wasn’t sure why she saw that.

Next, Rebecca and Kate were in a room that was dark at first and then two tables came into focus. Kate stood between the two tables and one had a bunch of white pieces of paper. Rebecca said the paper felt clean but stale, and on the other table was vibrant colorful pieces of paper. There were people in the room, and she kept choosing to go to the white paper and hand it to the people. She continued glancing and the colored paper, and her spirit wanted her to pick up the colored paper, but she kept choosing safe clean stale white pieces again and again.

Katie thought, “that’s so true. I want to be bold, vibrant, colorful and alive, and I’m scared to hurt myself or others with that seemingly risky choice. Better to play it safe, or maybe not?”

Next, Rebecca saw an illuminated path through an old town of brick buildings and a brick road to match. Except the brick path was golden and silvery.

Then Rebecca talked about that it reminded her of the Lotus garden. When entering the garden, it appears stale but then turns metallic gold, and if you venture deeper into the garden, you’ll find yourself standing before 7 foot lotus flowers. You are invited to choose your lotus flower and step inside. As it closes you into its essence, you accept its color and gifts. Kate thought that, “Then I believe it unfolds, and you get to share the gifts you’ve received. I think that’s what Rebecca said?”

The thing was that the lotus garden didn’t actually show itself to Rebecca, and that made sense to Kate, and she told Rebecca that she understood because, “I have to CHOOSE the garden and the gift.”

Now Rebecca and Kate were standing together and Kate saw a tree and said, “I’m going!,” and was gone. Rebecca got to the tree and couldn’t see her and asked, “where are you?” Kate answered, “down here.” Rebecca looked down to see illuminated iridescent pinkish purple roots of the tree and could see that Katie had gotten really small and was flipping, dancing, and playing in the roots.

Rebecca sat against the trunk watching her thoroughly enjoying herself and reminded her, “You are dancing in the roots of your sacred past. Remember this bliss that you are feeling now. Embrace your sacred past because it allows you to be solidly rooted into your future. Katie responded with a “Ya, ya, ya, I’m cool,” and kept dancing.

Kate thought as Rebecca told her about the vision, “She’s right! It’s my deep strong roots of my former experiences that are holding me solidly in this rebirthed version of myself. The crystalline coins paid for this privilege.”

As Kate danced in the roots of her past, Rebecca continued to lean against the tree holding what felt like, an infant heart in her hands. Kate would later tell Rebecca that she was certain that she was holding her actual infant heart that had just been birthed.

Rebecca then sent Kate a purple heart to commemorate the higher selfless deeds that had been done to get here. Rebecca reported having goosebumps with the offering, and Kate felt them simultaneously.

Now Rebecca saw Kate holding hands with someone. She said she turned toward him but looked past him. She wasn’t unhappy with the man’s hand she held. It was like she was looking for something more or better. Kate was looking for his rebirthed version which her spirit had TOTAL faith in. She believed that if she looked hard enough and long enough, she could Doula his birth day. Then he’d dance in his unique glimmering blue and purple roots of his past. From his rootedness he would quickly grow into that tree, and then reach to grasp the hand/branch of Kate’s new Self.

Rebecca was unaware of the intimate partnership logistics of Kate’s current life. Kate knew exactly what she was seeing. John was rebirthing himself too, and they’d continue holding hands through it all.

From there, Rebecca was guided to work on Kate’s heart. She worked both sides and the Pulmonary sack that apparently works with balancing emotion, and she lightly and gently held her heart in her hands to settle the Yin Yang energy into balance.

As she held the infant heart, another vision emerged. There was a ceilingless room adorned with a clear crystal quartz chandelier. The crystals were 10 feet long pencil spikes.

Then from the nonexistent ceiling, Kate flew in, “like a bat out of hell,” Rebecca reported, and began shattering every crystal rod, except now Rebecca knew that they were actually glass, and she was shattering her own glass ceiling. Kate destroyed every single one!

Rebecca shared the medicine of “Battle to blessing,” and Kate understood. It is in the seed of unconditionally loving ALL that is, in that moment, we finally come home. By accepting, loving, adoring ALL of everything, we liberate ourselves, and can finally be Freed. Kate had battled to reclaim her whole Self, the wounded parts and whole parts, in order to shatter the glass ceiling of her unworthiness.

So it is with great reverence and appreciation, that we ALL have the choice to accept “this” Birth Day of liberation and our ultimate home coming. BLESSED BE EACH AND EVERYONE OF US!,,, AND SO IT IS!!!

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