As Light Entered, Life Knocked Back
- Karen Di Gloria
- Nov 2
- 4 min read
Cosmic activation, earthly invitation, and the sudden bridge between mystic and neighbor
Journal Entry: Days Around October 29th, 2025 — 3I/ATLAS & Embodied Awakening
There are periods where inner life becomes louder than outer life — where subtle shifts feel more real than anything happening in daylight. The days leading up to October 29th, 2025 felt like that. Not dramatic, not explosive — but deeply aware. Quiet truth. Listening truth. Receiving truth.
I’m recording this sequence as a field note for my future self — to remember how it felt in my body, what moved through my awareness, and what this moment in time whispered to my spirit.
This is not conclusion — this is documentation of becoming.
Meditation Prior to 3I/ATLAS’ Closest Approach
Before 3I/ATLAS reached its closest point to the Sun, I guided myself into meditation and found myself in a vision:
I was on a boat on a vast dark ocean. My soul stood at the wheel. My ego rested calmly in the back — present, but not steering. We ventured into the unknown, and the water was still. There was no threat. No monsters. Only quiet depth.
To my right, a lighthouse appeared. Its beam illuminated fog — revealing mountains ahead in the distance. Not ominous, not obstructive — simply there. Waiting. A horizon of initiation. A future landscape, already formed.
It felt like steering into destiny without force — being guided, not pushing.
Another Vision: The Earth + The Future Home
On a separate day, during quiet stillness, imagery came again:
A patch of grass appeared close-up — so close it filled the inner screen, like my consciousness was lying in it. The angle felt like looking up an incline or hill. There was a sense of rising.
Then the perspective shifted to the right, where I saw a large white colonial-style home in a meadow beneath a spring sky. Peaceful, elegant, timeless. A house filled with memory. A structure of spirit, not just wood and walls.
It didn’t feel like a past-life home.
It felt like a future spiritual residence — a vibration I am growing toward, not one I’ve left behind.
Sunset Meditation — October 29
On October 29th — the comet’s closest approach — I sat at my usual place to watch the sunset. Not the ocean, just a quiet Florida view I’ve adopted as my daily ritual.
I opened to receive. I felt the return of an older energetic image: light entering my crown through what once appeared as a funnel. My fascia — that subtle divine web inside the body — illuminated in my mind as if charged. I asked about DNA codes. I saw my silver cord receiving golden light. A transmission.
Then my body tilted as though floating on my back — drifting not in the sky, but in the cosmos. Effortless. Supported. Carried by space itself. A moment of suspension between worlds.
When the vision faded, I stood up — and a man sitting nearby said he waited to speak so he wouldn’t disturb my peace. He recognized me from my walks. Mentioned the block party. Said he’ll invite me next time. We talked about community and connection. I joked, “As long as it doesn’t interfere with my solitude.”
It felt like the universe whispered, You can re-enter the world now — without disappearing into it.
Halloween Eve
Later, on the night before Halloween, a drunk driver overturned his car and slid into the base of my building—directly below my bedroom window, hitting the palm tree.
I called 911. He survived.
The damage from the crash drew neighbors outside later in the light of day. Conversations sparked about safety, community dynamics, even quiet corruption and image-protection in this polished coastal town.
It felt symbolic — like old timelines crashing at the foundation of where I rest, pushing connection, grounding, presence, voice.
Not threat — activation.
Meditation the Night After the Crash
The night after the crash, frequency music playing, I rested again. This time I didn’t “try.” I simply opened.
Two young blonde women appeared — playful, laughing, running through what looked like a celebration or festival. Long white gowns, glowing innocence, ancient and future at once. They came from the right again.
Then darkness. Then peace. Then nothing. Integration mode.
What This Sequence Feels Like
This isn’t ascent or descent — it’s arrival into a new relational phase with life.
Soul at the helm
Ego resting, not erased
Receiving light instead of digging shadows
Future self imagery coming in through the right
New human connection emerging gently, without force
Community forming from neutrality, not survival
Shadow event catalyzing presence, not fear
Re-entering life without abandoning self
The codes coming in are no longer about breaking what was.
They are about building what will be.
To My Future Self
You opened. You received.
You listened instead of striving.
You allowed instead of forcing.
You let solitude soften into sovereignty, not isolation.
And life came to meet you — on your terms, but with new warmth.
May you continue to walk forward with stillness in your bones and light in your spine.
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Until next time,
Karen Di Gloria 💫
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