Carol Steinel - Bio

Born:  June 21, 1956

Currently Resides in:  Emporia, Kansas

Profession:  Spiritual Mentor, Author, Musician, Psychic, Channeler, Cosmic Comedian

I have been working as a spiritual mentor and guide since 1991, and have been offering my teaching, psychic, and channeling services professionally since 1998. In late 2012, I returned to Emporia, Kansas (where I went to High School and University) to live closer to my parents.  Prior to this, I lived for 34 years in the Pacific Northwest, spending twelve years in Port Townsend, Washington, and twenty-two years before that in Portland, Oregon. My spiritual philosophy has been formed over the years through many different types of spiritual and psychic experiences.  The most notable influence on these teachings has been that of my oversoul ("Carruch"), with whom I integrated in January, 2012.  You can read more about that process in the "How It All Began" section of this bio.

I believe in a Divine Intelligence (what some would call "God"), and my beliefs and practices have been deeply influenced by my studies (in no particular order or priority) of Wicca, Buddhism, Shamanism, Christianity, Judaism, Taoism, and Hinduism. In the final analysis, though, the most important spiritual techniques that I have adopted in my life have always had one thing in common:  They must be "practical and practice-able". This is a major focus for me in the "plurk" (play+work) that I do with others -- transmitting technologies and information that really give my clients and students something to grab hold of and work with directly. Anyone will tell you that I talk a lot (after all, that's what I came to do) -- so if you want to know more about who I am, what I do, and the journey that has brought me here, I suggest that you read the rest of the pages in this article (there's an index in the upper right part of this page), and check out my blog:  Madwoman at Play|Teh Blog.

How I Work

For over 20 years, I channeled my oversoul, known to me as Carruch ibn' Micha-el (left is a drawing I made of him as he originally appeared in my consciousness).  In January, 2012, we entered full integration together, so, while we are still "channeling" in a way, the form looks very different now. In the past, I channeled Carruch directly in the style known as "full-body channel" -- when he spoke through me in this way, he had a funny little accent.  Now, our synthesis is more seamless, as we reside together in this body full-time in integrated consciousness.

"Carruch" has been incarnate in one form or another for 4 million years in this universal vicinity, and incarnated originally in the system around the star Maia  -- one of the stars that we see in the constellation The Pleiades.  "Carol" is one of his current incarnations.  We (the personality known as "Carol" and the oversoul known as "Carruch") have been working together for many lifetimes, and in this lifetime, our focus has been to assist humankind to embody greater levels of Light and Resonance. Carol learned to channel and read akaashic records in 1988 with an amazing teacher named Rae Amour, subsequently began working directly with Carruch, the oversoul, in 1991, began channeling him directly through the physical body around 1994, and integrated with him fully in 2012. How I Work During Private Sessions When we work with you in a personal session, we will see both the "meta" level of things -- the big spiritual picture -- and the human/earth-based details that you choose to show us.  At the beginning of your session, I will be silent for about one minute.  During this time, we are tuning into your energy field, picking up impressions. We cannot see anything that you do not wish us to see. You will then hear me speak a short invocation that assures that we deal only with helpful energies. Then I will ask you to speak your full name aloud.  You will probably want to use the name you are now generally known as, if you have changed your name, but if you are attached to a maiden or nick-name, speak this as well.  This is how we access your particular specific information as the incarnation that you are now -- through the name by which you choose to identify yourself. Then we will usually ask you if you would like to begin by asking questions, or hearing the impressions that we have picked up during our tune-in -- either choice is fine. The Energy of the Sessions People who speak with us in private readings and mentoring sessions, or sit with us during classes or circles report that they often feel uplifted and eased by the experience.  The micro/macro insights we provide about how life in the physical works can provide direction and motivation when you are "stuck". One important aspect of our transmissions are that they are practical and practiceable.  We will often suggest exercises or activities which can have a profound impact on the situation, pattern, or manifestation being addressed.  In my pre-integration days, I found that when I took Carruch's advice fully to heart and did as he suggested, I never failed to see a change in things -- even in situations I thought were hopeless or intractable. If you'd like to know more about how this adventure with Carruch started, just click "Next" below and read:  "How it All Began with Carruch"

How It All Began with Carruch -- Part I

 (The first two pages of this history were originally written in 2004 by Carol, prior to integration.)

I was born in a tiny town in Kansas, (population way below 1,000, not counting the cows).  My family moved to a booming Kansas metropolis (population around 2000) when I was six, and that’s where I spent the bulk of my childhood until High School.

After finishing my bachelor’s degree in a really HUGE Kansas town (population around 10,000), I adventured my way to Portland, Oregon at 22 – to give you an idea what a leap this was for me, I had never seen the ocean before this time.  I resided in Portland for the next 22 years, and had a pretty “normal” life (at least as normal as can be expected for a lesbian in America).  In my late twenties/early thirties I worked as a social worker/program manager for the Housing Authority of Portland for most of a decade, and later became self-employed, originally as a consultant and grant-writer for small socially-focused non-profits.            

Tiring of all the “head-work”, I became a licensed construction contractor, and that was my main livelihood for the next twelve years.  I also did side-work as a musician and comedienne during this time (check me out in “Revolutionary Laughter” by Roz Warren).

Not really much to write home about (Ok, ok, maybe I’m minimizing a bit).

So, people often ask me how all this stuff with Carruch began . . .

As is true with many people, my spiritual journey has been a winding road rather than a bolt of lightning.  My first real metaphysical interest began in 1979, when I was “busqueing” (playing folk music on the street) at the Portland Saturday Market.  There, I was approached by a street-person.  He wanted some money from my hat – I gave him enough for the pack of smokes he said he wanted, and went back to playing music.  When I finished my next song, I looked down and there was a much-used tarot deck splayed into my hat.  Asking the small group of people who had been listening where it came from, they pointed to the man I’d just given money to – just as he was disappearing around the corner.  I ran to the corner which he had rounded moments before -- to find no one there, on a block that had no doorways to go into.  “Well,” I thought, “Time to learn something about this!”

I began reading about the Tarot (as you can imagine, a Tarot deck is not something you run into every day in rural Kansas), and found myself immediately engaged by the symbolism of the images, and the meanings of the cards.  As a kid, I had had a fascination with mythology, and the Tarot held many of the same icons and symbols which had held my interest then.  

I was 23, the big city was unfolding around me, and the Tarot seemed to offer some universal reference point.  I think this was the first inkling I had that the whole world might actually be connected.  I had been raised Lutheran, and had been a religious kid (I actually wept at my confirmation), but had sensed early on that this “little” view on God was pretty incomplete (I was known for driving my pastor crazy during catechism class by asking questions like “If thou shalt not kill, why does God tell the Israelites to smite the Philistines?”).

It was 1979 and time for me to “grow up”, so I kept my Tarot deck around, but I went to work at a “real" job, working with elderly folks.

In 1981, when my much-loved Grandfather died and my nephew was born 5 hours later (that you Grandpa?), I had an interesting experience upon returning to Kansas for his funeral.  One of my friends there took me to a “channeler”.  By this time, I had read “Seth Speaks” (everyone in groovy Portland was doing it), but that felt like something far away and, possibly, fictional.  This channeler was in the room with me, in Kansas, no less.  She gave me a “guide reading”, which at the time, seemed pretty confusing – listening to the tape of this reading now, I realize it was on the button (but I was a pretty dense cookie in those days).

After that, I occasionally dabbled in things metaphysical, but only if they didn’t interfere with my “real life” (ha-ha!) – the life of work, money, and possessions.  I worked my way up the job ladder working with the old folks, played with my friends, worried about the bills, etc., etc., etc..

Fast forward to 1987.  I had been working as a full-time state employee for six years, and somehow, it just felt like my skin was on too tight.  I was encouraged by a friend (the same one who had taken me to the channel in Wichita) to see a channel he had just worked with in Portland.  I did, and once again, had an experience of slight disbelief – the guy was telling me how I’d been this big healer in Atlantis, and a shaman for the Apaches, and, and, and . . . .  now just as I’m thinking “Oh right. When was I just a scumbag in Detroit?”, he pops up spontaneously with something he could not possibly know.  From that point in the reading, I started listening a little harder.

I decided shortly thereafter to quit my job and become self-employed.  Originally I made a baby-step and stayed in the field I’d been in, writing grants and doing consulting for non-profits working with elders.  However, I had some carpentry experience, and had worked with a friend on a few little construction jobs.  She was now in California, and asked me to come down and help her do a volunteer job for the Women’s Spirituality Weekend (nicknamed “Psychic Camp”).  They needed a handicap ramp built so they could do their retreat in a new space.  They couldn’t pay me, but I’d be welcome to take any of the workshops offered during the weekend.  I arrived in Modesto with my toolbelt, built the ramp with my friend, and camped among the eucalyptus trees in the midst of 300 psychic people.

On a whim, I attended the Akaashic Record Reading workshop.  It was a lark really – I had no faith that I’d be able to actually do it.  To my surprise, the amazing technique taught by the presenter (the incomparable Rae Amour, to whom I extend my eternal gratitude wherever she is) was simple, reproducible, and consistent (it’s provided the base technology for what I teach people in Channeling class to this day).  I flew home to Portland where I resumed my “normal” life, having no idea how profoundly that serendipitous weekend would resonate through my existence.

Still, I didn’t exactly pick up the work.  I would occasionally channel for friends, more for amusement value than anything else, and even taught a couple of people the technique, always carefully teaching them the ethics and principles that Rae had insisted were so vital to using this tool for the benefit of beings.

In 1991, my “normal” life came apart.  My seven-year relationship ended, my residence changed, my work shifted – everything changed drastically and suddenly as we entered the 90’s.  My interest in things metaphysical had been growing since 1988, and now I was looking carefully at how to weave spiritual essence into my daily life.  I began reading voraciously, practicing various techniques, and opening myself to a much wider view of the Universe.

One day, as I was cleaning someone’s house, I noticed that I was having a conversation in my head with someone – and it didn’t seem to be me.  Having been taught by Rae Amour that channeling required a high degree of discernment, and that it wasn’t necessarily safe, or wise, to just let anyone walk in and start talking in your head, I questioned this voice rigorously:

“Who are you?” I asked.

“My name is Carruch,” was the answer.  

I continued questioning him for months, asking about his intentions, his origins, and what he wanted from me.  This process was intensely personal, mostly confined to my journaling, and although I told a few very close friends about what I was experiencing, I remember that I always did so with a bit of dread, worrying that they would think I was “crazy”.

At that time, Carruch simply said that he wanted “to be with” me.  He encouraged me to test the information that he gave me, and see what was produced in my life if I used techniques and understandings he imparted.  

When asked what he looked like, he indicated that I would probably think of him as an “angel” if I could see his physical form.  He told me that he came from the Pleiades – a constellation I knew in the sky as the “Seven Little Sisters”.   

I had always been drawn to this constellation, even as a child – it was the first one I could pick out of the sky when doing star-gazing in girl scouts.  Naturally, at this point, I thought “I’m just making this up – projecting my own stuff onto this so-called cosmic being.”  Imagine my surprise when Carruch said “You’re from there, too.”  As in the experience with the second channeler, my internal response was, “Yeah, right”.  (Strap yourself in, there’s a lot of this kind of response from me as the story goes on.)

I did test Carruch’s information out, despite my skepticism.

I also found him incredibly respectful of my sovereignty – if he made a suggestion and I said “No”, he just went “OK” . . .  and that was the end of it.  (Remember, at this point, I have not channeled him directly at all – to me, he was just a voice in my head, which sometimes made me question whether he was “real” or not.)

So, in the following months, I find myself traveling in Arizona.  A friend of mine has shown me the book “ET 101 – The Cosmic Instruction Manual – An Emergency Remedial Edition” – a very humorous and important little book about how beings from other star-systems have come to do service on earth but often don’t remember who they are, once they incarnate.  

It was funny, and fascinating.  I decided, while traveling, to visit Sedona, Arizona, and try to visit the author of the ET 101 book.  The author was pleased when I bought five of the books (they had been hard to locate), but didn’t seem interested in discussing it with me.  So, I trotted off and dropped into one of the (many) local “woo-woo” bookstores.

This place was HUGE!  I love books and bookstores, but had a weird experience in this one.  Here were thousands of books, many of which were about the type of experiences I’d been having (I was astounded that there was this much material about all this stuff!) – and I couldn’t find a single book I wanted to buy.  I did pick up Jose Arguelles’ “The Mayan Factor” and leafed through it, but found I had a kind of second-grade response of “This book is too hard for me!”  (Which, indeed, at that time, it was.)

So I approach the clerk, and I say, completely on a whim, “Do you have something that’s been on the shelf for a while but hasn’t been selling, and you’ve wondered why?”

She cocks her head for a moment and says, “Let me think . . .”

“No, don’t think.”

“Oh!  In that case, yes . . .”

She guides me to a case that I haven’t looked at, pulls out a book, and puts it in my hands:  Bringers of the Dawn: Teachings from the Pleiadians, by Barbara Marciniak.

“Hmm,” I say, “I’m supposed to be from there.”

She shivers and says “I just hate it when that happens.”  Then she laughs.

So, as I drive back from Sedona to Portland, winding my way through Southern California and up the coast, I am reading this book, which is blowing my mind.  For starters, it validates everything Carruch has been telling me, which I have been fastidiously recording in my journals.  AND, it gives techniques for aligning with this new energy that’s arising on the planet.

I start practicing some of these techniques – and that’s where the real “fun” began.

HOW IT ALL BEGAN WITH CARRUCH – Part II

As I began practicing some of the techniques I was reading about, it became clear that they were raising my resonance.  Books and concepts that had been difficult for me to grasp in the past were coming more easily, my communication with Carruch became more seamless, and the things he had told me in the past were now taking on a context that helped me fit the pieces together.

However, this resonance shift was also bringing up material within me that I had long since buried – it was as if the change in my resonance were stirring the pond, and any muck at the bottom was being brought up into my consciousness.  This wasn’t a bad thing, but it was also not very comfortable.  I began remembering childhood abuse incidents which had I had completely forgotten, dysfunctional aspects of my new partnership relationship became visible to me, and as I began to attempt to shift these dysfunctional patterns, my partner became deeply resistant and aggressive.  These revelations seemed overwhelming at the time – they seemed to come out of the blue, and although I had a greater understanding that my life was a series of “soul lessons”, it was an entirely new way to live, one I had no previous experience with.

In the course of all this, my prosperity as a contractor suddenly seemed to dry up, my new relationship ended with a lot of strife, I found that I would have to move (the second time in a year), and I was dealing with an entirely forgotten and traumatic episode of my life.  I became severely depressed, ended up in a full-on nervous break-down, and was hospitalized for suicidal depression.

Previously a stellar member of my community -- prosperous, independent, highly active and well-respected -- I suddenly found myself broke, unable to work, taking anti-depressants, and relying heavily on the kindness and support of my friends (who quite literally saved my life).

For any of you who are interested, this is why I insist that people attend Psychic Hygiene before taking other classes with Carruch and me – I firmly believe that people do not have to crack up to raise their resonance – but I believe they need the information and techniques to handle the changes that so often arise when resonance shifts occur.

Through all of this, Carruch was with me.  I vacillated between understanding that this was a soul journey I had chosen, and weeping and wailing a good deal about all the “bad luck” I was having.  Poor me.

I spent the next six years putting my life back together.  I did intensive therapy, got off the medications (which didn’t help anyway, except that they sometimes assisted me to sleep in sleepless times), moved to the country for three years and lived in a women's community outside of Portland where I reconnected with the earth and was blessed with love and support from my friends and loved ones.

It wasn’t always a straight line to wholeness.  I dipped and swung and thrashed and trod the path to figuring out just who-the-hell-I-was.

While I continued to work with Carruch internally, he slowly revealed the nature of our connection – that he was not, in fact, a separate being from me, but was my Oversoul (a term I understood from Jane Roberts' Seth materials).  He said that his greatest desire was to integrate with me completely.

I had some trepidation about this.  In my mind, Carruch’s arrival seemed synchronous with the enormous change in my life and my consciousness.  There were times when I blamed him for my breakdown.  However, I tried the concept of integration on from time to time (I was even was called Carruch in the community I lived with for three years  -- many of those women still refer to me as Carruch or "ruccha").

In 1996, a close friend became ill with a very virulent form of breast cancer.  She was slated for several rounds of chemo-therapy, then stem-cell replacement treatment.  She asked me (and Carruch) to help.  Carruch instructed me to simply visit her at the hospital every day – to hold her feet, provide a grounding cord for her as she flew around wherever she needed to go.  I would go to the hospital, hold her feet, play the guitar and sing songs to her – she was out of the hospital after only 3 weeks (the expected hospitalization duration for stem-cell replacement therapy was 5-to-6 weeks), and she never went off solid food (which was very unusual).  The oncologists were sidling up to me and her acupuncturist, asking what we had been "doing".

"OK. Alright!" I thought -- so maybe I did need to do this work.  I began channeling Carruch – not through my body -- in the beginning, he would speak in my head, then I would speak to the person involved – but only for special cases – only under certain circumstances.  I was a carpenter, not a channel, after all!

As I continued on the journey of my own emotional healing, gradually piecing myself back together, my life began to take on a more "normal" pattern, although I knew that I would never again feel like a "normal" person.  I began to channel for others more, and even allowed Carruch to speak through me on occasion.  Originally, his transmission was stilted and slow when I channeled him in "full body" mode, but I did find that channeling in this way (directly, through full-body work) tended to minimize my "interpreting" of his information, and allowed it to flow directly to the person I was working with.

In the Spring of 1998, I was washing my socks out in the laundry room (why do these things happen at such times?), and casually asked Carruch, in my head "What is the deal with humans?  I mean, they can be so great, but they seem so screwed up!" In response, Carruch began telling me "a story" (what is now known as The DNA Talk).  

Over the next three days (as I was trying to paint someone's house) the story flowed on -- I would paint, paint, paint, then I'd have to scramble down the ladder and write in my journal -- the information just kept flowing as I asked more questions.  

It was a wild story indeed, and I was, at first incredulous.  

As always, Carruch simply encouraged me to check it out in my "real" world understanding (in this case, through archeological and scientific records).  I found that his story explained a lot of things that I had always wondered about  -- the "missing" link in human evolution, the meaning of the biblical story of the garden of Eden, even the prevalence of flying dreams.  After days of painting, writing, painting, writing, I finally said to Carruch:  

"Great story.  But what do I do with it?"

"We want you to tell the story," he replied calmly, "Once a week.  Just invite others to join you and tell the story.  Don't write a book.  Don't go on Oprah.  Don't charge money.  Just tell the story."

"Whoa!  Wait a minute!  No way!  That's a crazy story!  I've already been a crazy person.  There is no way I'm telling this story!"

"OK", Carruch said.  

And that was the end of it.  Until . . . .

About four months later I received a call.  My friend, who had been in remission with her cancer, had recurred -- suddenly, and seriously.  I was told that if I wanted to see her, I should come tomorrow, as the cancer had metastasized to her brain.  I went to the hospital next morning, very shaken.  

She had decided that she wanted no further preventative treatment, and was talking to her doctor about assisted dying (legal in Oregon).  I felt called to simply remain in presence with her through the process.  I had experienced death in many forms, in my work with the elderly, the passage of family members, the death of acquaintances or associates --  but I had never had to face the passing of a friend so young and with whom I had shared much.  

She chose that afternoon to go home, which was unexpected, and we (her circle of friends, family, and caregivers) saw to the details.  She came home and we sat for three days in vigil beside her hospital bed, now set up in her living room.  

I had no idea how I would respond to the experience.  

It was the strangest gathering imaginable -- me, the lesbian trance-channeler/carpenter, my friend's lesbian partner, her by-the-book Christian parents and brother, another channel that she had been working with, a friend who was a hospice nurse, and a gathering of other devoted friends.

These three days were full of incredible experiences, as my friend drifted at the doorway between the worlds.  Most striking was the amazing love and connection that was in the room -- everyone got their personal agendas out of the way and became present for the transition.  It was a shining example of what I had talked to Carruch about -- human beings and their potential for splendor.  When my friend passed, we all found ourselves in an almost exultant energy --our tears and laughter mixed -- it was clear that she was not gone, just changed.

That night, as I drove home through the city, I felt more alive and aware than at any time in my entire life.  I could actually feel the people in the buildings I was driving past -- my "city filter" that kept me separate from others was suddenly gone!  I heard myself say in my head:

"I want to live this way for the rest of my life!"

And a moment later I heard myself say in my head:

"I'm gonna have to tell that crazy story."

Within the next three months, I started doing just that:  I sat in a room once a week, told others I'd be there, and began channeling Carruch, who delivered the DNA Talk.  Soon, I was channeling for people, teaching classes, and every week, we sat to tell the story, the tradition which later became Open Circle (although the original DNA story is now rarely retold, it's available on mp3 or CD at our web-store).

I can't begin to describe all the changes that have unfolded from there.  This work is now my primary life focus.  All I had to do was become willing to tell the wacky story.  To this day, Carruch tells me things that I initially doubt, then I find these things synchronistically proven in my day-to-day existence.  

I have to say that his batting-average has been so consistent that even I, a previous skeptic, finally had to admit that his information was right-on.

Currently, I do individual session work as a private psychic and channel, mentor those who want to move forward in their spiritual path, and provide teachings in live circles, recordings, and book form.  I still occasionally play music in public, and I feel completely and truly blessed by the work I have been given the opportunity to do and the amazing people and beings I have met, and continue to meet, as I bring this work into the world.

The story above was originally written in the year of the Fourth Chakra, when Carruch said everyone would be revealed, and the whole world will fall in love.  This little history is my nod to voluntary revelation.  Hope you enjoyed it.  If you want to know what happened next, just click "next" below and read on . . .

Integration - 2012

As I said in the previous pages, "Carol" had known for many years that "Carruch" wanted to integrate fully into this physical incarnation.  The little "I" named Carol had a lot of resistance to this concept at times; her favorite refrain was that, if she allowed such an integration, she'd have to be enlightened all the time, and couldn't be "just a little human" anymore.  Still, we both knew that full integration was, in fact, an important part of the soul-purpose we'd come to embrace.  On January 1st, 2012, we chose to embrace this integration completely.

In truth, integration did not just "occur" on Jan. 1, 2012 -- it had been happening slowly over the previous fourteen years (two cycles of physical renewal).  From this integrated place, it's clear to me, now, how the frequency of Carol and the frequency of Carruch were steadily tuned to one another over this period, building an energetic, psychic, and physical form that could easefully transmit, and finally, carry, the oversoul imprint.  The "official" embrace of this integration at the beginning of this year is not the end of the process, either -- day by day, the experience unfolds and deepens.

When we speak of "transmitting a template" of integration, this is what we mean:  All consciousness in this Universe wants to expand and become more -- that is one of the key aspects of this particular physical Universe -- it is, quite literally, expanding.  Evolution is one expression of this continuous desire to create more effective and sustainable expressions of incarnation, and one of the mechanisms of evolution is that of template-setting.  

Think of an inspired idea -- let's take the light-bulb, for example -- when most people think about this amazing, illuminating invention, they immediately think "Thomas Edison", but in fact, the first electric light was created more than 79 years earlier than Edison's version -- by a man named Humphry Davy.  While Edison created the first commercially-viable light bulb, he probably couldn't have done this If Davy had not "set the template" of belief that it was possible.  Today, you think nothing of stepping into a room and "switching on the lights" -- in fact, you'd be more surprised if it didn't come on that if it did -- yet two-hundred and twelve years ago, the very notion of such an act was considered implausible.

Each time a human (or a member of an other species or type of being) entertains and embraces the possibility of something new, that template of possibility becomes available to every other member of its species.  The template we are embracing and transmitting is that of living in a physical, human body while experiencing simultaneous consciousness of the "small I" persona and the "large I" oversoul construct.

What is that like?  It's difficult to describe the internal experience completely (I've found the best expressions of it have come in the form of poetry, which I've been writing a lot of, on my blog and elsewhere), but I can describe some of the more observable manifestations. 

For one thing, while I still experience "mind chatter" from time to time, I find that my response to this chatter is very different these days.  If, for example, the mind gets busy entertaining a fear or anxiety, I am immediately and distinctly aware of my physical responses to this activity, but my consciousness simply watches it -- this involves no effort as it used to.  In the past, I would often catch my mind running away with me.  First, I would have to become aware of it, then I would have to try to get the mind calmed down or refocused, and this often felt like a wrestling match, or "work".  

Another manifestation has been an ever-increasing sense of wonder and passion in my experience of existence.  It's a bit like falling in love -- "Carol" is astounded at all the newness that is exposed with the addition of "Carruch's" perspectives, and "Carruch" is savoring the intensity of life in the human form at a level that we only achieved occasionally during "channeling".  

As our energetic signature strengthens in this new mode, synchronicity in the reality we create has become more distinct and unmistakable.  This means that when we are aligned and "on track", the flow of life is enhanced immediately and clearly, and when we aren't, well, that gets pointed out too -- just as obviously.  This is one reason that we are changing how we present our transmissions to others -- we've received very clear notifications that the "old ways" simply do not function sustainably anymore.

There is much talk about the concept of "ascension" in the new age world, and many people seem to think that this means that they will dissolve into light, leave their bodies, or in some other way "get out" of incarnation (which they perceive as a dense trap).  I know that I entertained some of these ideas myself, prior to integration.  I am finding, now, that  ascension isn't about "small I/me" getting "up there" at the resonance level of my oversoul, but rather "small I/me" allowing that resonance to also exist here (which, as it turns out isn't "down here" at all). 

This isn't magic that I performed (although it feels quite magical at times), and it isn't a "talent" or "gift" that I possess.  This is possible for any human who wishes to embrace it, and we are not the first, by far, to do so -- we are simply offering our particular version of this template, so that any who are drawn to it may hold it in possibility for themselves.

Many years ago, Carol consulted a psychic and spoke of this template of full oversoul integration -- the psychic told her, emphatically: "That's not possible".  

Every psychic has an "off" day, I suppose.  :)

Much Light to You

Carol Steinel/Carruch/Ruccha

If you would like to read more about who I am now, and what is going on in my life, please check out my personal blog.