In a recent meditation, I received a message that true happiness is found in freedom — not just the kind that lets you move about the world, but soul-deep freedom. The kind that invites you to dance, to play, to dream, to remember who you truly are. As I held my ocean jasper and relaxed, this message unfolded with such clarity:
“True happiness comes from Freedom. That’s why dancing and ice skating are such joyful activities. Freedom allows you to connect with your inner child. It gives you permission to be who you want to be, to have whatever you want, and to do whatever you want. As long as you choose from your heart, freedom is always the best choice.”
Then the vision came…
A massive column of bright white light stretched from the ground into a vivid blue sky. At the top, it flared out like a mushroom, sparkling and radiating light down like a celestial fountain. Flowing through the light column were huge iridescent bubbles — glowing with soft rose and pink hues.
Inside the bubbles rising upward were people from every age, race, and time — floating effortlessly into the light. The bubbles descending were empty, waiting to be filled. It felt like a system of evolutionary invitation — a sacred offering to rise.
I was reminded again: this is what’s happening now. The light is available. The invitation has been sent.
At one point I had a flash about a family member who is going through something difficult. I questioned whether I had said the right thing, and I immediately received this message:
“If it came from love, it was right.”
Then came the message that felt like a hug from the Divine:
“You have the right to freedom, Debbie. You get to choose. Instead of seeing her as sad or upset, see her happy and vibrant. That is how you create the reality you want. See the life you want.”
Suddenly, I was at my dream home on the lake — the one I’ve seen in other visions. I was on an enclosed patio, watching the water, and I turned to my husband and said, “Aren’t we lucky? We get to be these people now.” I laughed out loud. It was real. Not a maybe. Not a wish. Real.
Then I had the thought: Did I win the lottery?
And instantly I knew — That was never the important part.
The dream was always going to be real.
That was my job — to dream it fully, and believe it.
The vision ended with another joyful glimpse of the bubbles rising, and I knew: it’s all happening.
Reflection from Debbie
My visions are getting deeper. I know how it might sound — surreal, symbolic, maybe too “far out” for some. But I also know there are others having these kinds of experiences… or hoping they will. If that’s you, know this: you’re not alone. We are all remembering in our own time.
There’s no need to rush. As Merlin keeps telling me, “It’ll happen in Divine timing.”
Merlin’s Closing
There is no step backward in awakening. Each vision, no matter how strange or layered, is a door. When you choose to walk through — even just in reflection — you invite a new reality to meet you. You’re not imagining things. You’re remembering.
Hold your joy sacred. Let your dreams be real. And most of all — trust the light in your own field.