I have a very close friend who grew up in rural Colorado. I grew up in the Bronx. He is a killer of flying insects and their homes. I am an insect saver and home relocator. The other day he pointed out to me that I had a very small wasp nest growing on an eave quite close to the front door. What he didn't know is that I also had one growing on the frame of the skylight in my bedroom as well.
He said: "I suppose you don't kill these things." Of course I don't! "Well," he said, "it is wise to have the nest removed one way or another." Of course, I know that too. He thinks I'm nuts, and I think he's an insect killer. My home and property is strictly a "No Kill" zone. To a country boy this seems nothing short of madness. To a city girl, whose contact with Nature was limited at best, I treasure every living thing and will go to some pretty extreme extents to make sure I don't kill any living thing, especially the blessed insects, each of whom has a respected place in the natural unfolding of LIFE.
My mother was an insect killer. When we would go to the Catskills in the summers there were many wasps, as I recall. She would slap them in between her hands and kill them that way. Talk about insane. One time she slapped one and got the stinger penetrating well into her palm. Served her right.
Usually I talk directly to the spirit of the insect and ask for healthy co-existence. That doesn't always work, especially with stubborn types like wasps. I have been stung by a wasp and it was anything but fun. My thigh blew up into a hard, painful, itchy mass. I'm not crazy enough to mess with wasps, but I also will not kill one.
So I get up before dawn when it is coolest and they are sleeping. I put my rubber washing-the-dishes gloves on. I grab a spatula and a Tupperware container. I climb up and swiftly slide the nest and its sleeping beings into the Tupperware, cover it (also quickly) and take the Tupperware way to the farthest end of my yard and deposit the now awake, but still groggy, wasps into a wooded area far from the house.
So besides doing this pre-dawn relocation service the other critical part of the maneuver is to move that nest when is small like this:
and not wait until the nest gets BIG like this:
Clearly you can appreciate the benefits of relocation when the nest is tiny and just a few perfect cells large than when it has grown to mammoth proportions.
OK, so where is she going with this? I hear you cry.
What could this have to do with the Ascension process?
This has EVERYTHING to do with the Ascension process.
This same friend and I have frequent conversations about what my friend calls the Devil and I call sabotaging thoughts and behaviors, stemming directly from lack of Self-LOVE and lack of TRUST. Often our conversations will veer towards the various methods of "casting out" negative thoughts and compulsive self-sabotaging behaviors. You know what these are and what they can sound like. They are all themes and variation on unworthiness and lack of self-love. Nothing new there.
What IS new is that as we are moving through these amazing times of dimensional shifts and perception changes, it is MANDATORY that you no longer allow negative thoughts and belittling, self-sabotaging behaviors to run amok with you. And here's where the wasps come in. Those thoughts and behaviors are just like wasps. You wouldn't hesitate to get rid of those wasps, in any way you can. But you blatantly allow wasp-like thoughts to live in you, stinging and infecting you with painful toxins day after day after day.
SO here's what you have to do: REMOVE those thoughts when they are nascent, small and moveable (like the very small wasp nest in Photo exhibit #1). If you wait until they are BIG (see photo #2) you will have a hell of time casting them out.
DAILY checking on the wasp nests of your own thoughts is crucial in these magnificent times in which YOUR precious soul has chosen to incarnate. Get rid of those wasp nests asap. Look for them. Scout around for them (they like to hide under things!) and then send them off to the farthest reaches of the Universe, never to return again. If they do return, which they undoubtedly will - until you are so insistent that they never darken your door again- just keep sending them off. And once you send them off, do NOT give them another second of your time or attention. Focus ONLY on what fills you with PEACE, JOY, and LOVE.
Such is the Priestess Pest Management method of controlling wasps.
Guaranteed to work or your crazy, nasty, self-loathing thoughts will be returned to you, postage paid by the Devil, your own personal Devil - the one who tells you that you are anything other than the LOVE that you truly are, always have been, and always will be.