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Ascension Intervention


The other day I was relaxing at Starbucks with my dark roast.  Staring out the window, musing about how amazing it is to be here on the planet at this auspicious time and how……

Well, that’s as far as I got, when a group of people rushed in the door and came directly toward my table.  As I looked up I recognized their faces…they were a few friends (the few I had left), a couple of neighbors, and a couple of distant cousins.

The cousin on my father’s side of the family looked me directly in the eye and said, quite sternly, “Maria, we are here because we love you and care about you.  We can’t bear to see you like this.  You are not only hurting your friends and family, but you’re hurting yourself!

This is an Intervention!”

At that moment it felt like I was being ambushed and that I’d better play along, if for no other reason than to see where they intended to go with this whole charade.  I think they were surprised that I didn’t put up a fight.

“O.K.  What’s next?”  I responded.

“We want to take you to Anthoulla’s house, and sit with you and just talk to you.”

So we all piled into Anthoulla’s mini van, and headed to her house, where I was not surprised to find an entire spread of Greek fare.  From pasticio, mousaka, Greek salad, to an array of desserts such as baklava, koulourakia, and galaktoboureko.

I was hoping we could dig right in since I hadn’t had lunch yet.  But they had other plans.  I eyed the long table of mouth watering foods.

“Sit, Maria.  Sit.  We talk, then we eat.”

I felt a flush of anxiety.  Dear god, why didn’t I run while I had the chance?

The next hour was a round robin of all the things they found wrong with me, from my behaviors to my lifestyle.  To highlight the finer points, I had become selfish, uncaring, irresponsible.  I was becoming less and less involved in family activities, and didn’t even attend the funeral of the great-aunt.

I never return phone calls any more.  I don’t attend holiday dinners any more.  It’s as if I have lost total connection to my own family, who, by the way, loves me very, very much and just wants what’s best for me.  At least that last statement is what they said at the end of the all-you-can-eat character assassination buffet.

Even while having lunch, there were more concerns thrown at me, like why wasn’t there a man in my life?  Why do I spend so much time alone?  Am I in a cult?

So, I decided that there was no point in defending myself.  It was obvious that these folks were in the dark, not me.  Maybe the real question is why didn’t I just bolt?  I may be crazy, but not crazy enough to pass up good Greek cuisine!

So after stuffing as many butter cookies as I could fit into my purse, I excused myself  to use the bathroom.  Luckily there was a large enough window in there and I slipped out as quietly as possible.***

***Brought to you by THIS DIDN’T REALLY HAPPEN  productions

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Author: soulsoothinsounds

Our lives are like great paintings or great pieces of music. If we focus on all the technical 'imperfections' we will miss the true beauty of the work. We won't see, or rather, FEEL the essence and spirit of the masterpiece. I no longer identify myself as a writer, artist, or musician. Rather I express my divinity, and my humanity through the media of art, music and writing. I began this blog because I wanted to give voice to my experiences and insights, and I wrote for myself primarily. Almost a decade later, I am still writing for myself, and I am discovering that my experiences are not personal but universal - galactic even. And now I am more sure than ever that I am a new consciousness teacher, as each of you are. The way we teach is by going through the very human experiences, and as we ascend and shed our old selves, with love, and as we embody spirit in this lifetime, which we are all doing, we become the standards for others of the new divine human.

25 thoughts on “Ascension Intervention

  1. 😂 Well you sure had me on a roll!! Too funny!😆
    P.S. The quote: Changing water into wine was easy…..changing it into roses was a bit thorny. Is this a Maria original!? I do like, and your story as well…teehee!! If ( not “if” )I continue on my path this is very likely to really happen for me, minus the Greek Cusine…..hahaha

    • Annette, yes, the header quote is mine….I couldn’t resist. And I’m sure Yeshua’s eyes are tearing with laughter. And yes, the Greek food is probably the second thing that kept me tethered to the family as long as I was. The first Being GUILT.🤗

  2. O.
    Maria!!!! Pleeeeeeease tell me this is a really great illustrative story and that it did not actually happen!!! My brain was completely scrambled reading it–like when you are watching one of those movies where they insert a dream sequence but you dont know its a dream sequence yet….
    Good heavens it sounded like a nightmare and i felt the agony of it, was thinking “run maria run!”, and i also felt extremely protective of you and not only didnt want you to experience that (save the feast lol), but i wanted to defend you and tell them all to leave you be and to mind their own businesses! When people think they have a right to tell me all im doing wrong, i tell them to get back to me when THEIR lives are perfect! I tell them they really should save their energy for their own issues and not to waste it fretting on me and what they perceive to be my stuff cuz i will be fine. Bcuz sweet lady everything they said about you reflects THEIR beefs–those items arent issues for you! They are wins! Issues overcome! Improvements!
    I had a similar thing happen with the lady id had an almost 30yr close friendship with–she listed all the things that were “wrong” with me from her perspective (altho there was no great food or claims of “loving” haha)–and i think hmm these people that see us as all backwards and wrong will likely get their own taste of this process at some point and be looking back on how they treated you when suddenly its happening to them and have little aha moments….perhaps thats a fantasy LOL
    Oh my its so distressing to imagine this actually happening to you! Yuck!!!! Surrounding you with loads of love and utter acceptance and RESPECT!

    • Elila read the at the bottom of this….bless your heart!

    • Elila, I apologize, maybe I should have been more clear that the story was completely made up. After publishing it, I went back and added at the end, “brought to you by THIS DIDNT REALLY HAPPEN productions.

      But it’s nice to hear you would come to my defense. And I have had more diluted versions of this happening to me. But these days no one really calls me anymore from the family. I think they just gave up on me, thank god.

      Again, I’m sorry you had to feel the distress. My intent was to interject a little humor into an often tiring and frustrating and boring ascension path.😇😍

      • Oh no! Im so sorry if i came across as freaked out–i was preeeeeeety sure you were joking and making a story–and it IS humorous!!–i just thought id better make sure before i say something insensitive!!! Like i didnt want to be all hahaha you crack me up if it actually happened–but if it HAD, thats how i would feel about it!!! I didnt mean to confuse!

        • Elila…it’s easy to be confused what with the pretty detailed, descriptive story line. It’s pretty convincing. Especially considering it’s not far fetched. In fact I’m sure my family has thought about it many times. I know they are not happy that I’m not deep into the family as much as I used to be. But anyway, maybe it is all good because it stirs up energies, serves as a good distraction. 👀💕

  3. Exactly! But i thought hmm i dont think those relatives live near you, or would be able to gather your friends and neighbors (they may not even know or be aware of them?), but yes its still somewhat conceivable, especially since intervention seems to be a fad now lol.
    And oh yes im SURE your family misses you being deep in the thick of it–misses being able to feed on your energy and have you tending to them and giving attention….and lets not forget misery loves company and how its just so annoying when one of the pack gets out of the pit…
    But for sure the food would be tough to leave behind 😉…..LOL LOL

  4. I wouldn’t have escaped–the stuffed grape leaves would’ve been my downfall. 😋😘

  5. Oh my gosh….. Completely taken in…..

    Even my kids call me gullible. 😀😀😀😀😀😀😜😜😜😜😜😜

    I laughed and laughed when I got to the bottom.

    Love it!

  6. 😂😂😂 amazing! Thanks for this Maria ❤️

  7. I was honestly back and forth with this and that is something that is getting less and less for me! I keep wondering if someone who doesn’t get it will all of a sudden be able to “prove” (our minds love that definite word) that I was wrong all a long and should have stuck to my original sleepy story. When I read this I was initially like uh oh, one of my biggest inspirations is getting called out, do I need to question my ability to read the world around me?? Then I was like… she so has this covered and Im pretty sure I do too! Then I realized I could laugh and that was the perfect ending!! Love!

    • Stephanie….. it’s funny because my original inspiration for this little story was the phrase ascension intervention. I like the way it rhymed. And then I created a story around it. While it is true that I have pretty much disconnected from most of my family and friends, not in the way of being angry but in the way of just not feeling a part of that family anymore. I slowly stopped going to family functions and even stopped going to funerals. I think it’s safe to say at this point that the little family and friends I have left are not trying to convince me to come back. I think they may have just given up on me. LOL

      But the post was really intended to be funny and a little break from the usual seriousness of this transformational process we are going through.

      I wonder if I should have made it more clear in the beginning of the post that it was just fabricated. But if I had, it would not have had as much of an impact I think.

      In that way I think it’s a healthy way of moving energies.💕👀

  8. Hey, Maria, I request that the next time family and friends throw an ‘ascension intervention party’ that I be invited, or perhaps they could be persuaded to visit the west coast of Canada just to have a special one for me… ; ) …I absolutely adore Greek food and haven’t been intervened with in a long time. I’m so glad you re-posted this to the TOP of your blog. Oh, my, humor is becoming de rigor! Love, B.

    • LOL Barbara…well, I could give you the phone numbers of a few family members….actually , scratch that, took me too much time and effort to extricate myself…haha. I love Greek cuisine, too. We have a few Greek restaurants around here, and we even have a town, Tarpon Springs, which is a little authentic Greek fishing town. My Greek cousin Andy and I would perform Greek music there years ago, and eat at the local restaurants. Sip Greek coffee at Hellas Bakery. Some good times.

      • There once was a woman from Greece
        Who said I will speak my peace
        And if you be one
        We can have some fun
        If not, then be a man or a meece.


        • On a roll here:

          There once was a woman from coast
          Whose humor was not a boast
          When she was just being ‘me’
          She felt very free
          Which is more than can be said of most.

          Okay, I’ll go for a walk now, need to ground some of this.

          Love, B.

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