Blessings and welcome to Akashic Answers. This month, we are channeling answers to questions about the powerful lion’s gate cosmic portal of 888 on August 8, 2024. My birthday is on August 8, and as this is an 8 year, I was wondering what 888 might mean for me. — Chloe from Portland, Oregon
August 1: Chajala, healing. Jade, spiritual awareness is the key to happiness. See, what is planned for us helps us. A surprising truth has been given to all of us. What a wondrous experience we find in answering the ancestral call.
While many of us are busy working with others to aid them on their paths, we often neglect to do our own clearing or protection. Have you ever felt tired and wondered why?
Let’s jazz things up a bit. Austin Winds–endorsed trumpet and flugelhorn artist, Keith Fiala, is one of the most exciting, innovative, versatile horn players and educators/ clinicians on the music scene today.
How often do we live in the past or fast-forward to the future? We assess our circumstances according to our histories, and then we stifle our prospects based on unrealistic or antiquated expectations.
Sheila: Our elderly dog Yoda went missing about a week ago. He is our lovable fifteen-year-old senior citizen. He is such a sweet, loving, gentle soul and has brought such joy to our family. It’s not like him to wander off the property and not come back.
Cynthia writes: I sell artisan jewelry on Etsy. One day, I couldn’t find a pendant a new customer had ordered. I searched high and low, tearing my studio apart in pursuit of the missing piece. This went on for two days, and I was ready to issue the customer a refund and an apology.
July 1: Shíí shi okaahí. My prayer, alfalfa, is ablution. Behold the sun wolf. We are aware of the energy. It is always available, always holding us in love. As we evolve, grow, and learn, we express that love
Are we showing up day after day without purpose? Do we find ourselves ambling about aimlessly with no reason for whatever we do? How do we even get to where we want to be? We do this one step at a time.
My dream last night involved a benefit concert for Tom Petty who seemed to have some kind of traumatic brain injury. They made him get on stage and sing. They cracked open a walnut, took off the top half, and the walnut was smooth.
