New Book Published by One Tribe Spirit ~
~ the garden ~
~ a collection of reflective musings inspired by visits to a small garden
With a zesty passion for love and life, Lori began a short series of writings as she recreated and nurtured a small garden that laid near fallow in the front yard of the house the new man in her life was living in. She had fallen madly in love with this man at first sight. Recognizing that he was the very man she had waited her life-long for, she began to realize how this small garden in certain ways, reflected the man who lived inside. With a little attention, loving and caring, she started to see things beginning to thrive and blossom again, both outside and inside the little house with the small garden in the front. This series of short journal entries wove together to create a vivid collection of inspired thoughts and ideas on the simplicity of life as seen through the seasonal microcosms reflecting macrocosms over the course of a year’s time.
find the book at http://stores.lulu.com/onetribespirit
Friday, May 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
A Double Explanation
A Double Explanation
0
0:1
11:11
22:22:22:22
33:33:33:33:33:33:33:33
44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44
55:55:55:55:55
66:66:66
77:77
8:8
9
0
What does all this mean??? Well, that is a very good question….I had been wondering just that myself, when something sort of “took over” and seemed to be literally driving my hands, my eyes, my body…. my mind, however remained clear and I just sat by and “watched” as I began to go through the information, typing it out as if I knew exactly what I was doing and it all made sense. And for some strange reason…. it did. I understood perfectly. The Angels were taking over again, getting the constant roar of my own mindless jabber out of the way and having me watch the actions of my life like watching a movie…. just sitting empty of thought and just taking it all in… without judgment…. just observing… my own life, my body doing the actions, as I became a puppet of sorts as “they” used my body to communicate to me and thus everyone else…. the information had been pouring in on me for the past 5 years and a constant steady rate of extraordinary evolutionary speed…. and the amazing thing was, that my mind was comprehending it all. It all made sense, perfectly…. too perfectly in its utter simplicity. We had been overlooking it all in our mad, frenzied world of vast wealth and materials as we just try to get by with the “little we have”, when three quarters of the world is starving, but we don’t see it, so it does not exist for most of us. Well no more this will be…. we are being made to see… forced to remember what we have long forgotten… to the destruction of it all.
And so, the “digital” era began, and we made a massive shift, although not really noticing on the grand scale, what was happening cosmically, with our ridiculously narrow “vision”. We have excluded 90% of what is really here right beneath our noses… we walk all over it in our “sleepwalking”. We seemed to throw out our old reliable analog clocks… not wanting to be bothered with them…. any more… as things were shifting into a time of “convenience”. We were shot out of the proverbial “cannon” with our technological race… faster, and faster we go. And what happened to that time of luxurious relaxation? We don’t have time for that anymore…. We have soccer on Monday, baseball on Tuesday, tutoring on Wednesday, piano on Thursday, and always a play date on Friday, all after a full day of school… and so we pack our children's lives chock full of endless activities to keep them busy, preoccupied, being forced to aspire to our aspirations for them as our children, until they are dizzy with it all, and unable to settle down, downshift, and rest and restore their little bodies and minds, that are already rapidly evolving anyway at this time in human evolution. We slap a “label” on them, ADD, ADHD, “beating” them into submission of mind, body and spirit, with heavy duty medications intended to “control” them, all the while stripping them of their own right to be the brilliant shining star Angels that they are, for our comfort, not really theirs. They are literally “busting out all over” and we are controlling the hell out of them. Faster and Faster….. We have “programmed: them to go faster and faster, in the not-so-human race to “get mine” and “screw you” competition to our early deaths. And what part of this is not Armageddon to anyone??? Faster and faster, we are descending in the “hell” of our own making… and finally the Angels are literally here to help us bail ourselves out and we are making it all wrong because we are not seeing ANYTHING!
As we have descended, more and more of our God-given right to free-will and free-choice is now being stripped from us… and we are now going to be forced, by Spirit, God if you will, to stop look and see, listen and really hear. This is a very exciting time upon the planet and we are going to see changes that are unprecedented throughout many “dimensions”. Everything is flying wide open, including the doors of our personal perceptions, and our collective consciousness as a whole planet. It has to, or we will all die.
We have sped ourselves up to the point of very rapid physical evolution… and thus the dramatic unsettling changes we are experiencing again, personally and globally. Things have to come down in order to be rebuilt in a better, more efficient way that will serve everyone in the best interest of all.
As we turned to digital, we began to use codes of zeros and ones (0:1) to process the information. And now is the time for the next step in the code, technologically and evolutionarily throughout the globe. She is in a quick change metamorphosis and we are all going along for the ride and we are just going to have to endure the upheaval in the meantime, and do whatever we can to make the transition as painless as possible. This means sacrifice, on the part of each and every individual being. Unfortunately, this will cause some to lose their lives. But there is great hope on the horizon if we choose to look that way…. it can be a beautiful sunrise, instead of the darkened sunset we keep looking forward to and dreading. Isn’t it time to get up, make a commitment to do whatever we can, and at the least choose to look forward to the sunrise, from the darkness we are in?
And so the doors of perception begin to open as the digital encoding that our DNA is structured around begins to become activated, causing an “awakening” within us as our cells begin to respond to the long hidden, long asleep numbers that are the keys to the doors, inviting us to come in and see what wonders await us in the depths of our own imaginations. It can be whatever you choose it to be, but that is just the point… you have to make a conscious choice to look in one direction and go that way, or the other. You only have to ask yourself, which one looks more appealing and longer lasting? And make your choice, hopefully for the betterment of the greater good for the greater whole, and be a part of those who are choosing conservation and preservation. But now is the time… there is not time to spare. Not anymore and we all know it by now. There is no excuse for the madness anymore.
The number code, particularly the double, triple and quadruple digits that many are beginning to see on the digital clocks, is the other part of the alphanumerical code that our basic DNA structuring was based upon…. set up in an “exponential” way as to keep us continually evolving our beings to higher and higher aspirations of excellence and betterment… an ascending survival of the fittest…. on and on up until we were all filled with enlightenment and beautiful shining examples of the glorious human race we were intended to be by our Illustrious Creator, no matter who that may or may not be. We were supposed to be beautiful, sweet, loving, kind beings as the most evolved stewards of the Great Mother. However we are a product of our environment, garbage in equals garbage out, and we have made one big garbage heap of this Girl, with our false, phony, pretentious, and often arrogant behaviors, and it is only humans who have done this, and they are only a small thread in the great web of life who has unfortunately taken over everything aggressively, to the suffering of many we do not even see. So we are being forced to see… and all is as it should be considering the grand organized disaster we have created… all together now. The deer and the birds, and the fish and the dogs and cats for that matter, are not doing any of this… they are just trying to survive it, with rapidly diminishing resources for their lives. We have forgotten everything important for our survival and are now resorting to guns and violence to insure “we get ours”. We are only warring upon ourselves, and everyone else, human or otherwise. We are being made to see through massive scale crisis that is intended to re-sensitize us and bring us back to our hearts, our homes, our loved ones, and what is really important in this world… and it is not money! We are being made to see, by watching those most precious to us die in our arms, to break open our hearts and re-humanize us again.
The Angels are here, just as it has been said in the Bible, to help us, and they are making their presence known now. The digital codes are part of that and we have become such a visual world, that big red flashing numbers, seem to make the best impression and are the most effective as they “imprint” the retinas of our eyes, with a pathway through the visual optic nerve directly to the brain for immediate processing, best through our unconsciousness so we don’t keep thinking ourselves out of our own evolutionary step into the literal Light. “The eyes are the windows to the soul and this takes on a new meaning when we understand that what we take in with our eyes, be it beauty or destruction, literally imprints our retinas and the information going to the brain via the optic nerve is immediate programming of who we become. Violence begets violence and beauty reflects beauty. It is that simple.
So what do the numbers mean? And what does the fact that they are doubles mean?
There are two parts to this code. The first is the numbers themselves and what they mean in the first simple code that this was created by. Second, there is the aspect of the doubling, tripling and so on. The numbers have an assigned meaning with regard to man and his presence in the universe… a code for his particular resonant vibration within the vast void that is the universe…. like a ripple in a pond with a sonar coded vibration that speaks of your presence within the fabric of the universe.
The numbers are “primitive” symbols and yet very effective. “1” stands for the individual (man), “2” means the second individual to partner with the first and the symbol itself has meaning just as a mark. “3” means the trinity just as we believe, but with the union of the cosmic “father” and “mother” coming together into a center being (man) to create a third “holy spirit”. “4” marks the four corners of the world, the four directions, the first four elements of earth, air, fire and water, all necessary to create life…but not until it is united with “5”, the symbol for the center, spirit. “6” becomes the symbol of the whole man on earth staying connected with the universal space and cosmic vibrations. “7” becomes the symbol for an individual who is connected to the universal informational collective consciousness and through this connection and continual openness to reception and influx of the universal vibration, we begin the pick up any information we need as it is imprinted upon the cosmic fabric of vibrating energy that we weave together with all other individuals who put out an energetic vibration, weaving it all together. Once this is established, there becomes a continual open universal understanding and exchange that becomes infinitely symbiotic, in theory. Humans have messed this all up, including the coding and the meanings henceforth.
When these number symbols begin to be strung together, like pearls on a string as we walk along the pathway of knowledge learned through the daily experiences of our live, they by the very nature of their being and thus their energetic vibration, begin to reflect a beautiful life, or conversely a less “polished” life. The amount of beauty reflected, is only reflecting back the environment and so on. Again, we become a product of the environmental vibration we are immersed in. The dominate sound vibration, drowns out the higher vibrations and drags them down. Within the human body, this vibration is measured in megahertz (MHz), roughly from 68 to 75 MHz for average health and well-being. Disease can begin to set in at an environment of 55. This is why the higher our environmental vibration the more healthy we remain. This stands to reason. And we wonder why whole pods of whales beach themselves in the frantic desperate attempt to get out of range of the sonar vibrations through the oceans. These are dominant vibrations that are harming the more delicate vibrational communication of the whale so critical to their survival. This too, is not difficult to understand. Vibration is very important, and we are destroying the overall vibration of the planet with all the toxins, aggression, warring, chemicals, violence, hate, fear and arrogance around it. We speed our own destruction.
Hence, Spirit in its infinite wisdom is turning our technology back upon us with the digital code opening of perceptual doors, in an effort to get people to evolve enough to wake up and really see the implications of our continued exponential destruction. When strung together in pairs or sets of pairs, we begin to take the next evolutionary steps up the ladder of excellence as humans, as the double digits as “key codes” begin to open up perceptual “doors” by forcing the use of more parts of our physical brains. They become more and more finely tuned “instruments” from which we can shine out our brilliant talents through its use and practice. A mind is not only a terrible thing to waste, it’s essential evolution is survival of the fittest to which we all hope to aspire when we really get down to what it is all about. We are morally and mortally obligated and responsible for the use of the finely tuned instrument we all have in our brain. It can be used dangerously, or we can be morally responsible not only to ourselves and our loved ones, but to all the Earth’s children. Now, we are going to be forced to become responsible as the light literally begins to dawn and awaken us to our human hearts once again.
0
0:1
11:11
22:22:22:22
33:33:33:33:33:33:33:33
44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44:44
55:55:55:55:55
66:66:66
77:77
8:8
9
0
What does all this mean??? Well, that is a very good question….I had been wondering just that myself, when something sort of “took over” and seemed to be literally driving my hands, my eyes, my body…. my mind, however remained clear and I just sat by and “watched” as I began to go through the information, typing it out as if I knew exactly what I was doing and it all made sense. And for some strange reason…. it did. I understood perfectly. The Angels were taking over again, getting the constant roar of my own mindless jabber out of the way and having me watch the actions of my life like watching a movie…. just sitting empty of thought and just taking it all in… without judgment…. just observing… my own life, my body doing the actions, as I became a puppet of sorts as “they” used my body to communicate to me and thus everyone else…. the information had been pouring in on me for the past 5 years and a constant steady rate of extraordinary evolutionary speed…. and the amazing thing was, that my mind was comprehending it all. It all made sense, perfectly…. too perfectly in its utter simplicity. We had been overlooking it all in our mad, frenzied world of vast wealth and materials as we just try to get by with the “little we have”, when three quarters of the world is starving, but we don’t see it, so it does not exist for most of us. Well no more this will be…. we are being made to see… forced to remember what we have long forgotten… to the destruction of it all.
And so, the “digital” era began, and we made a massive shift, although not really noticing on the grand scale, what was happening cosmically, with our ridiculously narrow “vision”. We have excluded 90% of what is really here right beneath our noses… we walk all over it in our “sleepwalking”. We seemed to throw out our old reliable analog clocks… not wanting to be bothered with them…. any more… as things were shifting into a time of “convenience”. We were shot out of the proverbial “cannon” with our technological race… faster, and faster we go. And what happened to that time of luxurious relaxation? We don’t have time for that anymore…. We have soccer on Monday, baseball on Tuesday, tutoring on Wednesday, piano on Thursday, and always a play date on Friday, all after a full day of school… and so we pack our children's lives chock full of endless activities to keep them busy, preoccupied, being forced to aspire to our aspirations for them as our children, until they are dizzy with it all, and unable to settle down, downshift, and rest and restore their little bodies and minds, that are already rapidly evolving anyway at this time in human evolution. We slap a “label” on them, ADD, ADHD, “beating” them into submission of mind, body and spirit, with heavy duty medications intended to “control” them, all the while stripping them of their own right to be the brilliant shining star Angels that they are, for our comfort, not really theirs. They are literally “busting out all over” and we are controlling the hell out of them. Faster and Faster….. We have “programmed: them to go faster and faster, in the not-so-human race to “get mine” and “screw you” competition to our early deaths. And what part of this is not Armageddon to anyone??? Faster and faster, we are descending in the “hell” of our own making… and finally the Angels are literally here to help us bail ourselves out and we are making it all wrong because we are not seeing ANYTHING!
As we have descended, more and more of our God-given right to free-will and free-choice is now being stripped from us… and we are now going to be forced, by Spirit, God if you will, to stop look and see, listen and really hear. This is a very exciting time upon the planet and we are going to see changes that are unprecedented throughout many “dimensions”. Everything is flying wide open, including the doors of our personal perceptions, and our collective consciousness as a whole planet. It has to, or we will all die.
We have sped ourselves up to the point of very rapid physical evolution… and thus the dramatic unsettling changes we are experiencing again, personally and globally. Things have to come down in order to be rebuilt in a better, more efficient way that will serve everyone in the best interest of all.
As we turned to digital, we began to use codes of zeros and ones (0:1) to process the information. And now is the time for the next step in the code, technologically and evolutionarily throughout the globe. She is in a quick change metamorphosis and we are all going along for the ride and we are just going to have to endure the upheaval in the meantime, and do whatever we can to make the transition as painless as possible. This means sacrifice, on the part of each and every individual being. Unfortunately, this will cause some to lose their lives. But there is great hope on the horizon if we choose to look that way…. it can be a beautiful sunrise, instead of the darkened sunset we keep looking forward to and dreading. Isn’t it time to get up, make a commitment to do whatever we can, and at the least choose to look forward to the sunrise, from the darkness we are in?
And so the doors of perception begin to open as the digital encoding that our DNA is structured around begins to become activated, causing an “awakening” within us as our cells begin to respond to the long hidden, long asleep numbers that are the keys to the doors, inviting us to come in and see what wonders await us in the depths of our own imaginations. It can be whatever you choose it to be, but that is just the point… you have to make a conscious choice to look in one direction and go that way, or the other. You only have to ask yourself, which one looks more appealing and longer lasting? And make your choice, hopefully for the betterment of the greater good for the greater whole, and be a part of those who are choosing conservation and preservation. But now is the time… there is not time to spare. Not anymore and we all know it by now. There is no excuse for the madness anymore.
The number code, particularly the double, triple and quadruple digits that many are beginning to see on the digital clocks, is the other part of the alphanumerical code that our basic DNA structuring was based upon…. set up in an “exponential” way as to keep us continually evolving our beings to higher and higher aspirations of excellence and betterment… an ascending survival of the fittest…. on and on up until we were all filled with enlightenment and beautiful shining examples of the glorious human race we were intended to be by our Illustrious Creator, no matter who that may or may not be. We were supposed to be beautiful, sweet, loving, kind beings as the most evolved stewards of the Great Mother. However we are a product of our environment, garbage in equals garbage out, and we have made one big garbage heap of this Girl, with our false, phony, pretentious, and often arrogant behaviors, and it is only humans who have done this, and they are only a small thread in the great web of life who has unfortunately taken over everything aggressively, to the suffering of many we do not even see. So we are being forced to see… and all is as it should be considering the grand organized disaster we have created… all together now. The deer and the birds, and the fish and the dogs and cats for that matter, are not doing any of this… they are just trying to survive it, with rapidly diminishing resources for their lives. We have forgotten everything important for our survival and are now resorting to guns and violence to insure “we get ours”. We are only warring upon ourselves, and everyone else, human or otherwise. We are being made to see through massive scale crisis that is intended to re-sensitize us and bring us back to our hearts, our homes, our loved ones, and what is really important in this world… and it is not money! We are being made to see, by watching those most precious to us die in our arms, to break open our hearts and re-humanize us again.
The Angels are here, just as it has been said in the Bible, to help us, and they are making their presence known now. The digital codes are part of that and we have become such a visual world, that big red flashing numbers, seem to make the best impression and are the most effective as they “imprint” the retinas of our eyes, with a pathway through the visual optic nerve directly to the brain for immediate processing, best through our unconsciousness so we don’t keep thinking ourselves out of our own evolutionary step into the literal Light. “The eyes are the windows to the soul and this takes on a new meaning when we understand that what we take in with our eyes, be it beauty or destruction, literally imprints our retinas and the information going to the brain via the optic nerve is immediate programming of who we become. Violence begets violence and beauty reflects beauty. It is that simple.
So what do the numbers mean? And what does the fact that they are doubles mean?
There are two parts to this code. The first is the numbers themselves and what they mean in the first simple code that this was created by. Second, there is the aspect of the doubling, tripling and so on. The numbers have an assigned meaning with regard to man and his presence in the universe… a code for his particular resonant vibration within the vast void that is the universe…. like a ripple in a pond with a sonar coded vibration that speaks of your presence within the fabric of the universe.
The numbers are “primitive” symbols and yet very effective. “1” stands for the individual (man), “2” means the second individual to partner with the first and the symbol itself has meaning just as a mark. “3” means the trinity just as we believe, but with the union of the cosmic “father” and “mother” coming together into a center being (man) to create a third “holy spirit”. “4” marks the four corners of the world, the four directions, the first four elements of earth, air, fire and water, all necessary to create life…but not until it is united with “5”, the symbol for the center, spirit. “6” becomes the symbol of the whole man on earth staying connected with the universal space and cosmic vibrations. “7” becomes the symbol for an individual who is connected to the universal informational collective consciousness and through this connection and continual openness to reception and influx of the universal vibration, we begin the pick up any information we need as it is imprinted upon the cosmic fabric of vibrating energy that we weave together with all other individuals who put out an energetic vibration, weaving it all together. Once this is established, there becomes a continual open universal understanding and exchange that becomes infinitely symbiotic, in theory. Humans have messed this all up, including the coding and the meanings henceforth.
When these number symbols begin to be strung together, like pearls on a string as we walk along the pathway of knowledge learned through the daily experiences of our live, they by the very nature of their being and thus their energetic vibration, begin to reflect a beautiful life, or conversely a less “polished” life. The amount of beauty reflected, is only reflecting back the environment and so on. Again, we become a product of the environmental vibration we are immersed in. The dominate sound vibration, drowns out the higher vibrations and drags them down. Within the human body, this vibration is measured in megahertz (MHz), roughly from 68 to 75 MHz for average health and well-being. Disease can begin to set in at an environment of 55. This is why the higher our environmental vibration the more healthy we remain. This stands to reason. And we wonder why whole pods of whales beach themselves in the frantic desperate attempt to get out of range of the sonar vibrations through the oceans. These are dominant vibrations that are harming the more delicate vibrational communication of the whale so critical to their survival. This too, is not difficult to understand. Vibration is very important, and we are destroying the overall vibration of the planet with all the toxins, aggression, warring, chemicals, violence, hate, fear and arrogance around it. We speed our own destruction.
Hence, Spirit in its infinite wisdom is turning our technology back upon us with the digital code opening of perceptual doors, in an effort to get people to evolve enough to wake up and really see the implications of our continued exponential destruction. When strung together in pairs or sets of pairs, we begin to take the next evolutionary steps up the ladder of excellence as humans, as the double digits as “key codes” begin to open up perceptual “doors” by forcing the use of more parts of our physical brains. They become more and more finely tuned “instruments” from which we can shine out our brilliant talents through its use and practice. A mind is not only a terrible thing to waste, it’s essential evolution is survival of the fittest to which we all hope to aspire when we really get down to what it is all about. We are morally and mortally obligated and responsible for the use of the finely tuned instrument we all have in our brain. It can be used dangerously, or we can be morally responsible not only to ourselves and our loved ones, but to all the Earth’s children. Now, we are going to be forced to become responsible as the light literally begins to dawn and awaken us to our human hearts once again.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
He'e'Na en Yahweh ~ The Golden Indian
He’e’ Na en Yahweh
~ The Golden Indian ~
He’e’ Na away….
All tribes go to Spirit
He’e’ Na en Gaia way….
All tribes are Spirit of Earth way
He’e’ Na en Yahweh….
All tribes are Spirit of God
I had a phone conversation with my cousin, Kim, going back many months. She likewise has the sight that I have. I was experiencing a great awakening and wanted to turn my awareness up. The way in which spirits were becoming apparent to me was just fine and I had no fear of any of them, after a while, daemon or not.
During my phone conversation with Kim, the Native America Indian Spirit that had appeared to and frightened her all her life showed up, and then seemed to use her for a channel. At that point she broke into a chant song for several minutes. I wrote down what she said..... “He’e’ na aw ay, He’e’ na aw ay”. Later I researched this as best I could via the internet, but found nothing. I knew I needed to find a Native American who could translate the phrase. I threw the piece of paper into a basket of other tidbits and there it stayed for quite awhile.
I met Raven at Greg’s company’s holiday party the previous January of the year before, 2004. The next time I went through the basket I found the piece of paper and knew that I needed to call Raven. I phoned her but only got the message machine. I left a message but never heard back from her. Somehow I got a feeling that she had indeed gotten the message but wasn’t about to translate the phrase for me because she knew what the implications were. She thought it better that I did not know what it meant. But that was of no consequence because I already intuitively knew in general, just not the precise meaning. Back into the basket it went. It apparently was not the right timing.
A few months went by and my cousin was having some trouble with the spirits in her life. She agreed to come down and let me do a healing session with her. During the session, the Indian spirit appeared to me and I acknowledged him, and decided I would deal with him later on. Later, I forgot all about him; however, he had not forgotten about me!
In early March I was out in the back parking lot at Greg’s. I took note of all the many cracks in the asphalt; this was a sign of a good deal of underground movement. I was wandering around and there was a crack in the pavement that was shaped like the fish symbol for Jesus. I walked over to it, closed my eyes and stood there a few minutes. Suddenly there was a flash in my mind’s ‘eye’ and I could see a full scene of an Indian encampment. I just knew that this spot, despite how many times I had pondered it, was the exact spot I was to work from.
My attention was averted to the edge of the lot beneath the three birch trees that I thought of as guardians of the realm. That is when I saw the apparition of the “Golden Indian with the twelve Golden Feathers”. He said “He’e’ Na away” as he waved his right hand over the ground and then up to the sky. I looked at him and repeated “He’e’ Na away He’e’Na away”. I turned and ran into the house to write it down and as I ran through the house repeating “he’e’na away, he’e’na away” as to not forget it, I somehow felt that I had heard these words before, but I could not remember where at the time. I’m certain Greg looked at me strangely as I ran by the bed he was lying on. But then by now he was getting used to some of the strange things I was doing lately.... so no matter.
I wrote down the words phonetically and went back outside. The Indian was still there and I needed to find out what he wanted. I intuited that “he’e’ na away” meant that I was to clear the land of unrest and souls who had not gone up to the light for whatever reason. I had been doing enough clearing over the past few months within the house to know that this is what was needed. This land had been an encampment for the Miwok Indians. Spanish Conquistadors had come through and slaughtered the Indians. A few conquistadors died as well. In my vision I could see them as partially clothed and partially skeletons and the positions they were laying in, were all a tangle. There were many strong and angry emotions still with them as well. I saw it all as a thin veil of an energetic imprint laying over the present physical reality and there was no mistaking it.
I asked the ‘Indian’, “he’e’ na away?” and waved my hand over the ground and then up to the light, meaning just this piece of land. “He’e’ Na away” he said. “All of the Miwok?” I asked. “He’e’ Na away” he repeated shaking his head “No”. “All the tribes in California”, I asked. Shaking his head again, he repeated “He’e’ Na away”, his arm waving over the ground and up to the light again. “All of the tribes in North America?” I asked again. “He’e’ Na away” again he said waving his arm. “All the tribes in the Northern Hemisphere?” again I asked. “He’e’ Na away” he said again, seeming to know that I was getting the picture. “he’e’ na away” I said and asked if it he was referring to the whole of the Earth? He nodded his head “Yes” and said “He’e’ Na away” waving his hand in a large circle and raising it up to the sky, into the light, smiling that I understood the job I needed to do.
It was becoming more apparent that the job the Angel on my couch wanted me to do was being imposed upon me. Oh, I could have turned, shaking my head “no” and walked away from it all. But I believe that they, all the Ancestral Guardian spirits, were all banking on me, my heart and my spirit, fate and destiny that I would do what needed to be done. They knew I was strong, and committed to doing whatever I could to help the Great Mother. This I had proven on the Camino. They knew my strong love for Greg and that it would see me through, just as they would stay close by to protect me. And I wasn’t going to get out of this anyway, so what was the use of fighting it… it was easier to just follow along… well into what appeared to be my own destruction.
My life had been guided to a place where I had nothing else to do so I might as well jump in with both feet. So I ushered in what they would later tell me was the first part of the “Rapture”! This was the accounting for what had been going on in Greg’s house. There had literally been a flowing river of lost, restless and all manner of souls flowing right into the center of the living room and into the vortex. This was a first in the history of the world and I was “flying by the seat of my pants”…. I had no idea what to do with so many, nor did I know how to keep them from impacting the two of us and our relationship, and it was all going to ruin really fast.
One sunny day, in order to prove that they existed, Spirit seemed to be guiding me to notice the shaft of sunlight that was coming in the front door of Greg’s apartment. I had some incense burning and Greg was smoking and as the smoke filtered through the sunbeam, we could see the faces of the spirits “morphing” in the smoke. Greg said casually that he could see them too, and it was then that I remembered a comment his buddy, Geoff had made about Greg being able to “see faces” in everything…. the trees, the rocks, the whole of nature. I thought that comment odd, and not connected to anything we had been talking about at the time. But it stuck in my mind and came back to me at just the right time.
However, there are those who claim they cannot see the faces. So apparently, it becomes a matter of how open a person’s mind is to seeing something like this. The majority of people will claim they cannot see them at all. My son Niko said he could not see the faces, Jesse, on the other hand, said he could. I thought that was very interesting.
This was enough proof for me. It was quite remarkable and simply amazing to see. I had made it so that spirits could be seen in any place by using a beam of light and floating smoke through it. This also was one of my sneaky ways to see if Greg was seeing what I was seeing and he was! After all, this was going on in his apartment… all of this was swirling around us in his place. This was a very intelligent man I had here, and over and over, I found it nearly impossible to believe that he had no knowledge of any of this. That, I found to be completely impossible! If the energies and entities were impacting me, then certainly, they were impacting him too. It apparently was impossible to escape and I watched, heartbreakingly as much went awry with Greg and I and our home together.
It wasn’t much more time before the “Grays” showed up, I believe to help me because this influx and rapture was destroying everything between Greg and me, through my behavior and efforts to make this scene better. I was failing and the enormous amount of spirits were impacting Greg and I and coming between us. Greg blamed it on me, as did everyone else and said it was my “erratic behavior” but he wasn’t aware of the fact that I could see the spirits flowing into him, I had kept this aspect to myself. I knew they must be getting into me too! I did my best to put up all kinds of protection all around the house and our bodies, but what it took I just could not keep up with, let alone disturb his apartment any more than I already had. I was starting to become afraid of losing him and I could not get him to understand even though he had a little experience with ‘spirits’ in his past. What was in the apartment however, was on a grand scale. I was rapidly losing everything to this “job” the Angel offered me. Again I had to ask myself, was the Angel in my living room Michael, or was he Lucifer? Either one would know that this was the job of a lifetime.... my lifetime and my lifetime was being destroyed rapidly and now I was losing not only Greg but my children too. My heart was in terrible grief and pain and I felt horribly abandon by Spirit. So no matter who the Angel was, good or bad, my life was crumbling and none it seemed, etheric or otherwise, would show up to help me.
If the Angel was Michael, I was being tested for my dedication and commitment for the Greater Good, for the Greater Whole. If the Angel was Lucifer, this would be the perfect way to destroy me by saturating the house with daemons and having everything crumble into “ash and dust”, but why me? This made no sense at all. I just got to the point where I could not tell anymore and there did not seem to be anyone, live or spirit, around to help me out. I just wanted it to all go away and be done.
The question remained, if these were dark energies, and I was a good person, who had done well all my life, why were they coming to me, to us, and why would they wish to destroy me? I worked the picture from all sides, trying to be objective, logical, rational and consider all possibilities. But each and every time I went through it, I always arrived at the same conclusion. The total picture was what it was, and there was nothing that was going to deter or alter this course of Fate and Destiny. It was going to unfold, unravel, and come completely unglued and unhinged and nothing I was going to attempt was going to make any difference. It was going to play out and I just needed to stay out of the way as much as possible, which was an entirely impossible feat.
After I dealt with the Golden Indian, I called Raven to ask her about “he’e’ na away”. This time I got her on the phone and explaining that I needed her help she agreed to do whatever she could to help me. I addressed the daemon business in the house briefly and then launched into asking her the meaning of he’e’ na away”. Her first reply was “Where did you get that?!?” with some alarm. I said “Wait a minute, tell me... This has never been spoken by anyone in the twelve Native American tribes, but they all know about it?” “That’s right” she said, and asked again, “Where did you get it?” I said… “…and tell me, the first person to say this is going to be a white person and that person is the ‘chosen one’?” “That’s right!” she said with some insistence, “now where did you get it???” “From the Golden Indian with the Twelve Golden feathers who appeared to me in the backyard” I said feeling somewhat ridiculous about the backyard part. “That is the Prophecy!” Raven said with some resolve. I would have thought the fulfillment of a major prophecy such as this would have appeared in a much grander form. But I guess things had gotten so bad here on Earth that Spirit just had to go with what it had to work with! There was humor in that as well. Was it another “co-incidence” that all this was taking place in the city of the “ArchAngel of Healing”, San Rafael?
Raven went on to say that Greg had a “skinwalker”, and it needed to be dealt with immediately and that this accounted for a lot of the troubles he and I had been having with the spirits. I thought this was interesting being that I had not told her anything about the friction between Greg and me, especially since her husband worked with Greg. I felt it was a matter of confidentiality. I did, however, agree to go to her home; and I looked very much forward to the experience and meeting with Raven. What I ended up receiving was quite a “horse of a different color”.
~ The Golden Indian ~
He’e’ Na away….
All tribes go to Spirit
He’e’ Na en Gaia way….
All tribes are Spirit of Earth way
He’e’ Na en Yahweh….
All tribes are Spirit of God
I had a phone conversation with my cousin, Kim, going back many months. She likewise has the sight that I have. I was experiencing a great awakening and wanted to turn my awareness up. The way in which spirits were becoming apparent to me was just fine and I had no fear of any of them, after a while, daemon or not.
During my phone conversation with Kim, the Native America Indian Spirit that had appeared to and frightened her all her life showed up, and then seemed to use her for a channel. At that point she broke into a chant song for several minutes. I wrote down what she said..... “He’e’ na aw ay, He’e’ na aw ay”. Later I researched this as best I could via the internet, but found nothing. I knew I needed to find a Native American who could translate the phrase. I threw the piece of paper into a basket of other tidbits and there it stayed for quite awhile.
I met Raven at Greg’s company’s holiday party the previous January of the year before, 2004. The next time I went through the basket I found the piece of paper and knew that I needed to call Raven. I phoned her but only got the message machine. I left a message but never heard back from her. Somehow I got a feeling that she had indeed gotten the message but wasn’t about to translate the phrase for me because she knew what the implications were. She thought it better that I did not know what it meant. But that was of no consequence because I already intuitively knew in general, just not the precise meaning. Back into the basket it went. It apparently was not the right timing.
A few months went by and my cousin was having some trouble with the spirits in her life. She agreed to come down and let me do a healing session with her. During the session, the Indian spirit appeared to me and I acknowledged him, and decided I would deal with him later on. Later, I forgot all about him; however, he had not forgotten about me!
In early March I was out in the back parking lot at Greg’s. I took note of all the many cracks in the asphalt; this was a sign of a good deal of underground movement. I was wandering around and there was a crack in the pavement that was shaped like the fish symbol for Jesus. I walked over to it, closed my eyes and stood there a few minutes. Suddenly there was a flash in my mind’s ‘eye’ and I could see a full scene of an Indian encampment. I just knew that this spot, despite how many times I had pondered it, was the exact spot I was to work from.
My attention was averted to the edge of the lot beneath the three birch trees that I thought of as guardians of the realm. That is when I saw the apparition of the “Golden Indian with the twelve Golden Feathers”. He said “He’e’ Na away” as he waved his right hand over the ground and then up to the sky. I looked at him and repeated “He’e’ Na away He’e’Na away”. I turned and ran into the house to write it down and as I ran through the house repeating “he’e’na away, he’e’na away” as to not forget it, I somehow felt that I had heard these words before, but I could not remember where at the time. I’m certain Greg looked at me strangely as I ran by the bed he was lying on. But then by now he was getting used to some of the strange things I was doing lately.... so no matter.
I wrote down the words phonetically and went back outside. The Indian was still there and I needed to find out what he wanted. I intuited that “he’e’ na away” meant that I was to clear the land of unrest and souls who had not gone up to the light for whatever reason. I had been doing enough clearing over the past few months within the house to know that this is what was needed. This land had been an encampment for the Miwok Indians. Spanish Conquistadors had come through and slaughtered the Indians. A few conquistadors died as well. In my vision I could see them as partially clothed and partially skeletons and the positions they were laying in, were all a tangle. There were many strong and angry emotions still with them as well. I saw it all as a thin veil of an energetic imprint laying over the present physical reality and there was no mistaking it.
I asked the ‘Indian’, “he’e’ na away?” and waved my hand over the ground and then up to the light, meaning just this piece of land. “He’e’ Na away” he said. “All of the Miwok?” I asked. “He’e’ Na away” he repeated shaking his head “No”. “All the tribes in California”, I asked. Shaking his head again, he repeated “He’e’ Na away”, his arm waving over the ground and up to the light again. “All of the tribes in North America?” I asked again. “He’e’ Na away” again he said waving his arm. “All the tribes in the Northern Hemisphere?” again I asked. “He’e’ Na away” he said again, seeming to know that I was getting the picture. “he’e’ na away” I said and asked if it he was referring to the whole of the Earth? He nodded his head “Yes” and said “He’e’ Na away” waving his hand in a large circle and raising it up to the sky, into the light, smiling that I understood the job I needed to do.
It was becoming more apparent that the job the Angel on my couch wanted me to do was being imposed upon me. Oh, I could have turned, shaking my head “no” and walked away from it all. But I believe that they, all the Ancestral Guardian spirits, were all banking on me, my heart and my spirit, fate and destiny that I would do what needed to be done. They knew I was strong, and committed to doing whatever I could to help the Great Mother. This I had proven on the Camino. They knew my strong love for Greg and that it would see me through, just as they would stay close by to protect me. And I wasn’t going to get out of this anyway, so what was the use of fighting it… it was easier to just follow along… well into what appeared to be my own destruction.
My life had been guided to a place where I had nothing else to do so I might as well jump in with both feet. So I ushered in what they would later tell me was the first part of the “Rapture”! This was the accounting for what had been going on in Greg’s house. There had literally been a flowing river of lost, restless and all manner of souls flowing right into the center of the living room and into the vortex. This was a first in the history of the world and I was “flying by the seat of my pants”…. I had no idea what to do with so many, nor did I know how to keep them from impacting the two of us and our relationship, and it was all going to ruin really fast.
One sunny day, in order to prove that they existed, Spirit seemed to be guiding me to notice the shaft of sunlight that was coming in the front door of Greg’s apartment. I had some incense burning and Greg was smoking and as the smoke filtered through the sunbeam, we could see the faces of the spirits “morphing” in the smoke. Greg said casually that he could see them too, and it was then that I remembered a comment his buddy, Geoff had made about Greg being able to “see faces” in everything…. the trees, the rocks, the whole of nature. I thought that comment odd, and not connected to anything we had been talking about at the time. But it stuck in my mind and came back to me at just the right time.
However, there are those who claim they cannot see the faces. So apparently, it becomes a matter of how open a person’s mind is to seeing something like this. The majority of people will claim they cannot see them at all. My son Niko said he could not see the faces, Jesse, on the other hand, said he could. I thought that was very interesting.
This was enough proof for me. It was quite remarkable and simply amazing to see. I had made it so that spirits could be seen in any place by using a beam of light and floating smoke through it. This also was one of my sneaky ways to see if Greg was seeing what I was seeing and he was! After all, this was going on in his apartment… all of this was swirling around us in his place. This was a very intelligent man I had here, and over and over, I found it nearly impossible to believe that he had no knowledge of any of this. That, I found to be completely impossible! If the energies and entities were impacting me, then certainly, they were impacting him too. It apparently was impossible to escape and I watched, heartbreakingly as much went awry with Greg and I and our home together.
It wasn’t much more time before the “Grays” showed up, I believe to help me because this influx and rapture was destroying everything between Greg and me, through my behavior and efforts to make this scene better. I was failing and the enormous amount of spirits were impacting Greg and I and coming between us. Greg blamed it on me, as did everyone else and said it was my “erratic behavior” but he wasn’t aware of the fact that I could see the spirits flowing into him, I had kept this aspect to myself. I knew they must be getting into me too! I did my best to put up all kinds of protection all around the house and our bodies, but what it took I just could not keep up with, let alone disturb his apartment any more than I already had. I was starting to become afraid of losing him and I could not get him to understand even though he had a little experience with ‘spirits’ in his past. What was in the apartment however, was on a grand scale. I was rapidly losing everything to this “job” the Angel offered me. Again I had to ask myself, was the Angel in my living room Michael, or was he Lucifer? Either one would know that this was the job of a lifetime.... my lifetime and my lifetime was being destroyed rapidly and now I was losing not only Greg but my children too. My heart was in terrible grief and pain and I felt horribly abandon by Spirit. So no matter who the Angel was, good or bad, my life was crumbling and none it seemed, etheric or otherwise, would show up to help me.
If the Angel was Michael, I was being tested for my dedication and commitment for the Greater Good, for the Greater Whole. If the Angel was Lucifer, this would be the perfect way to destroy me by saturating the house with daemons and having everything crumble into “ash and dust”, but why me? This made no sense at all. I just got to the point where I could not tell anymore and there did not seem to be anyone, live or spirit, around to help me out. I just wanted it to all go away and be done.
The question remained, if these were dark energies, and I was a good person, who had done well all my life, why were they coming to me, to us, and why would they wish to destroy me? I worked the picture from all sides, trying to be objective, logical, rational and consider all possibilities. But each and every time I went through it, I always arrived at the same conclusion. The total picture was what it was, and there was nothing that was going to deter or alter this course of Fate and Destiny. It was going to unfold, unravel, and come completely unglued and unhinged and nothing I was going to attempt was going to make any difference. It was going to play out and I just needed to stay out of the way as much as possible, which was an entirely impossible feat.
After I dealt with the Golden Indian, I called Raven to ask her about “he’e’ na away”. This time I got her on the phone and explaining that I needed her help she agreed to do whatever she could to help me. I addressed the daemon business in the house briefly and then launched into asking her the meaning of he’e’ na away”. Her first reply was “Where did you get that?!?” with some alarm. I said “Wait a minute, tell me... This has never been spoken by anyone in the twelve Native American tribes, but they all know about it?” “That’s right” she said, and asked again, “Where did you get it?” I said… “…and tell me, the first person to say this is going to be a white person and that person is the ‘chosen one’?” “That’s right!” she said with some insistence, “now where did you get it???” “From the Golden Indian with the Twelve Golden feathers who appeared to me in the backyard” I said feeling somewhat ridiculous about the backyard part. “That is the Prophecy!” Raven said with some resolve. I would have thought the fulfillment of a major prophecy such as this would have appeared in a much grander form. But I guess things had gotten so bad here on Earth that Spirit just had to go with what it had to work with! There was humor in that as well. Was it another “co-incidence” that all this was taking place in the city of the “ArchAngel of Healing”, San Rafael?
Raven went on to say that Greg had a “skinwalker”, and it needed to be dealt with immediately and that this accounted for a lot of the troubles he and I had been having with the spirits. I thought this was interesting being that I had not told her anything about the friction between Greg and me, especially since her husband worked with Greg. I felt it was a matter of confidentiality. I did, however, agree to go to her home; and I looked very much forward to the experience and meeting with Raven. What I ended up receiving was quite a “horse of a different color”.
The Prophecy of the Blue Star Kachina
As if by magic again, my computer lead me to the “Prophecy of the Blue Star Kachina”. I spent a good deal of time researching the prophecy and I ultimately came to many realizations about it, and its full implications.
The Native American Hopi Indians settled in the area now known as Four Corners, where the state lines of Arizona, New Mexico, Utah and Colorado meet. They lived in humble simplicity and the land produced abundant crops, especially corn. This area is what the Native Americans refer to as the “heart” of “Turtle Island”, what they call the United States, and of Mother Earth, and it is the microcosmic image of the macrocosm of the entire planet. Each Hopi clan perpetuates a unique ceremony, and the ceremonies together maintain the balance of natural forces of sunlight, rain and winds, and reaffirm the Hopi respect for all life and trust in the Great Spirit.
Prophecies which should have happened 10 years ago are just now unfolding. The Hopi Elders speak of warnings and prophecies from generation to generation through their oral traditions with reference to “Prophecy Rock”, ancient rock pictographs.
The Native Americans have been the Keepers of the Earth for a long period of time. This knowledge is re-emerging at this time in the Earth’s history.
The Hopi Indians are the Record Keepers of the Native Americans. The Hopis say that we are now entering “The Fifth Age”, which they call “The World of Illumination”, which coincides with the dawning of the Age of Aquarius.
The Hopis say that there will two more worlds after this; “The Sixth Age” which is “The World of Prophecy and Revelation” and “The Seventh Age” is “The World of Completion”.
An ancient Hopi Indian prophecy states, “When the Blue Star Kachina makes its appearance in the heavens, the Fifth World will emerge”. The Hopi name for the star Sirius is “Blue Star Kachina”. This will be the Day of Purification and it will come when the “Saquasohuh” or the Blue Star Kachina dances in the plaza. The Kachina represents a blue star, far off and yet invisible, which will make its appearance soon. It is said that there will be a “crossing of the Milky Way”.
The end of all Hopi ceremonialism will come when a “Kachina” removes his mask during a dance in the plaza before uninitiated children. For a while there will be no more ceremonies, no more faith. Then Oraibi will be rejuvenated with its faith and ceremonies, marking the start of a new cycle of Hopi life.
Reality is a metaphor in which we quest to find answers to the greater truth of exactly who we are and why we are here. The time for these “revelations” is not far off.
We are beginning to experience a rebirth of consciousness. Change is happening on a global consciousness level and there will be a return to the feminine and higher frequency energies. Blue represents electricity and our reality is structured around an electromagnetic energy grid program. Other “blue” references are; the Indigo children, Isis, the Pleiades Star cluster, the star Sirius, the third eye or blue chakra, the blue ray, and much more that will appear “out of the blue”.
The Emergence to the future Fifth World has begun. Plant forms from previous worlds are beginning to spring up as seeds and will start new studies of botany. The same kinds of “seeds” are being planted in the sky as stars, and in our hearts. All these are the same, depending how you look at them, and support the ideology of micro/macrocosms.
The “True White Brother” will come and show the people of earth a great new life plan that will lead to everlasting life. The earth will become new and beautiful again, with an abundance of life and food. Those who are saved will share everything equally. All races will intermarry and speak one tongue and be a family… this will be the emergence of multiplicity and universality.
The “True White Brother”, will wear a red cloak or a red cap, similar to the pattern on the back of a horned toad. He will bring no religion but his own. The “True White Brother” will bring with him two great, intelligent and powerful helpers, one of whom will have a sign of a swastika, an ancient masculine symbol of purity, and the sign of the sun. The second great helper will have the sign of a Celtic cross with red lines, representing female life blood, between the arms of the cross.
The Hopi also have prophesied that the Earth could turn over two or three times and “the oceans could join hands and meet the sky.” This seems to be a prophecy of a “pole shift”; a flipping, of the planet on its axis. The Hopi call this imminent condition, and that of society today, “Koyaanisqatsi”, which means “world out of balance... a state of life that calls for another way.”
The Hopi believe that they descended from the Pleiades and that even before that they came from Lyra which is the Ring Nebula that the Pleiadians have spoken about. They call Lyra the “Eye of God”.
Extraterrestrials are contacting us now. Almost all Native American cultures have ancient prophecies telling of interactions with “Star Brothers” and their coming which they have recorded on petroglyphs.
We need to return to the Earth and one way to do that is to restore our bodies to health. The greatest thing we have for healing is the human spirit. As we heal as humans, we will profoundly impact the total healing of the Earth by raising the frequency of vibrancy and vitality. We are children of the Sun. The Phoenix Bird will raise its wings and fly again. The fire that burned it is considered the consumption of human desires. Yet, we remain out of balance.
Comets are considered a sign of prophecy. Hale-Bopp was the “Twin Kachina”, white and blue. The next one will be red, and considered the “Purifier”. We also have found twin stars in the constellation of Orion.
The Emergence to the future “Fifth World” has begun. This the elders everywhere know. The “Signs” over many years have been fulfilled.
The prophesized “End Time” should be seen as the “Beginning Time”. We have the power to create our own reality and we are creating at this moment, what our “tomorrow” will be. What shall we dream… a new world of “Eden” or shall we stay focused on our current status quo of “hell”?
The Great Spirit has decreed it and no one can stop it, change it, or add anything to it. The prophecies shall be fulfilled.
The Native American Hopi Indians settled in the area now known as Four Corners, where the state lines of Arizona, New Mexico, Utah and Colorado meet. They lived in humble simplicity and the land produced abundant crops, especially corn. This area is what the Native Americans refer to as the “heart” of “Turtle Island”, what they call the United States, and of Mother Earth, and it is the microcosmic image of the macrocosm of the entire planet. Each Hopi clan perpetuates a unique ceremony, and the ceremonies together maintain the balance of natural forces of sunlight, rain and winds, and reaffirm the Hopi respect for all life and trust in the Great Spirit.
Prophecies which should have happened 10 years ago are just now unfolding. The Hopi Elders speak of warnings and prophecies from generation to generation through their oral traditions with reference to “Prophecy Rock”, ancient rock pictographs.
The Native Americans have been the Keepers of the Earth for a long period of time. This knowledge is re-emerging at this time in the Earth’s history.
The Hopi Indians are the Record Keepers of the Native Americans. The Hopis say that we are now entering “The Fifth Age”, which they call “The World of Illumination”, which coincides with the dawning of the Age of Aquarius.
The Hopis say that there will two more worlds after this; “The Sixth Age” which is “The World of Prophecy and Revelation” and “The Seventh Age” is “The World of Completion”.
An ancient Hopi Indian prophecy states, “When the Blue Star Kachina makes its appearance in the heavens, the Fifth World will emerge”. The Hopi name for the star Sirius is “Blue Star Kachina”. This will be the Day of Purification and it will come when the “Saquasohuh” or the Blue Star Kachina dances in the plaza. The Kachina represents a blue star, far off and yet invisible, which will make its appearance soon. It is said that there will be a “crossing of the Milky Way”.
The end of all Hopi ceremonialism will come when a “Kachina” removes his mask during a dance in the plaza before uninitiated children. For a while there will be no more ceremonies, no more faith. Then Oraibi will be rejuvenated with its faith and ceremonies, marking the start of a new cycle of Hopi life.
Reality is a metaphor in which we quest to find answers to the greater truth of exactly who we are and why we are here. The time for these “revelations” is not far off.
We are beginning to experience a rebirth of consciousness. Change is happening on a global consciousness level and there will be a return to the feminine and higher frequency energies. Blue represents electricity and our reality is structured around an electromagnetic energy grid program. Other “blue” references are; the Indigo children, Isis, the Pleiades Star cluster, the star Sirius, the third eye or blue chakra, the blue ray, and much more that will appear “out of the blue”.
The Emergence to the future Fifth World has begun. Plant forms from previous worlds are beginning to spring up as seeds and will start new studies of botany. The same kinds of “seeds” are being planted in the sky as stars, and in our hearts. All these are the same, depending how you look at them, and support the ideology of micro/macrocosms.
The “True White Brother” will come and show the people of earth a great new life plan that will lead to everlasting life. The earth will become new and beautiful again, with an abundance of life and food. Those who are saved will share everything equally. All races will intermarry and speak one tongue and be a family… this will be the emergence of multiplicity and universality.
The “True White Brother”, will wear a red cloak or a red cap, similar to the pattern on the back of a horned toad. He will bring no religion but his own. The “True White Brother” will bring with him two great, intelligent and powerful helpers, one of whom will have a sign of a swastika, an ancient masculine symbol of purity, and the sign of the sun. The second great helper will have the sign of a Celtic cross with red lines, representing female life blood, between the arms of the cross.
The Hopi also have prophesied that the Earth could turn over two or three times and “the oceans could join hands and meet the sky.” This seems to be a prophecy of a “pole shift”; a flipping, of the planet on its axis. The Hopi call this imminent condition, and that of society today, “Koyaanisqatsi”, which means “world out of balance... a state of life that calls for another way.”
The Hopi believe that they descended from the Pleiades and that even before that they came from Lyra which is the Ring Nebula that the Pleiadians have spoken about. They call Lyra the “Eye of God”.
Extraterrestrials are contacting us now. Almost all Native American cultures have ancient prophecies telling of interactions with “Star Brothers” and their coming which they have recorded on petroglyphs.
We need to return to the Earth and one way to do that is to restore our bodies to health. The greatest thing we have for healing is the human spirit. As we heal as humans, we will profoundly impact the total healing of the Earth by raising the frequency of vibrancy and vitality. We are children of the Sun. The Phoenix Bird will raise its wings and fly again. The fire that burned it is considered the consumption of human desires. Yet, we remain out of balance.
Comets are considered a sign of prophecy. Hale-Bopp was the “Twin Kachina”, white and blue. The next one will be red, and considered the “Purifier”. We also have found twin stars in the constellation of Orion.
The Emergence to the future “Fifth World” has begun. This the elders everywhere know. The “Signs” over many years have been fulfilled.
The prophesized “End Time” should be seen as the “Beginning Time”. We have the power to create our own reality and we are creating at this moment, what our “tomorrow” will be. What shall we dream… a new world of “Eden” or shall we stay focused on our current status quo of “hell”?
The Great Spirit has decreed it and no one can stop it, change it, or add anything to it. The prophecies shall be fulfilled.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Mother Earth's One Tribe Spirit Cookbook
Coming Soon ~ Mother Earth's One Tribe Spirit Cookbook a collection of recipes from around the world.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE PUBLISHED IN MY COOKBOOK?...... Have your name and recipe published in this cookbook.... first come, first served! I need your recipes from around the world ... along with a little story about who from and how it came to you... Read about this collaboration below and...
Send me your recipe today! emanjah1@comcast.net
Karibu asana! "You are welcome very much!"
I would like to create a "Global Cookbook" with quick, traditional, easy, and inexpensive recipes that will enable us to share our special traditional sustaining dishes throughout the world. In Kenya Africa, when I visited last October 2009, I witnessed a cohesiveness within the families that was fostered by the traditions of the colorful indigenous tribes of the country. There was always a glorious ecstatic welcoming, complete with singing, dancing, jumping up and down in joy, hugs, kisses, clapping, children shrieking with happiness, and an occasional barking dog. The whole immediate “tribe” turns out and welcomes any opportunity for a celebration of life. Company is always “karibou asana” …..you are welcome very much. Eventually, if enough people contribute, I would like to publish a cookbook, with 100% of the proceeds going to women and children in Kenya to support their crafts that support their families. I am working closely with "The Daughters of Zion" and it has been my pleasure to bring these impoverished women knitting supplies and patterns to contribute to their self-help craft group's effort to create fair trade, and thus earn their own way with dignity, through their beautiful hand-crafts. If you have a traditional indigenous cultural dish or recipe… won’t you consider adding it to our collection of fine, tasty wonders, brimming full of years and years of nurturing love. The first recipe is the traditional Kenyan/Indian flat bread, Chapati. It’s a very good beginning! Won't you consider sending one of your favorite recipes? Include a photo if you can. By this gesture, you will be making a contribution to global awareness and interest, tolerance and celebration of the wondrous world we live in, while directly helping women and children to bring food to their own tables, giving them hope for another day. You can make a difference..... in all sorts of ways. Please send me your recipe today.
Chapati Flatbread..... This simple and easy flatbread is very delicious and is served traditionally with stews, rice, curry and other main dishes. Ingredients • 1 cup whole wheat flour • 1 cup all-purpose flour • 1 teaspoon salt • 2 tablespoons olive oil • 3/4 cup hot water or as needed Directions 1. In a large bowl, stir together the whole wheat flour, all-purpose flour and salt. Use a wooden spoon to stir in the olive oil and enough water to make a soft dough that is elastic but not sticky. Knead the dough on a lightly floured surface until it is smooth. Divide into 10 parts, or less if you want bigger breads. Roll each piece into a ball. Let rest for a few minutes. 2. Heat a skillet over medium heat until hot, and grease lightly. On a lightly floured surface, use a floured rolling pin to roll out the balls of dough until very thin like a tortilla. When the pan starts smoking, put a chapati on it. Cook until the underside has brown spots, about 30 seconds, then flip and cook on the other side. Continue with remaining dough. And there you have it… simple, easy and simply scrumptious!
Send me your recipe today! emanjah1@comcast.net
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE PUBLISHED IN MY COOKBOOK?...... Have your name and recipe published in this cookbook.... first come, first served! I need your recipes from around the world ... along with a little story about who from and how it came to you... Read about this collaboration below and...
Send me your recipe today! emanjah1@comcast.net
Karibu asana! "You are welcome very much!"
I would like to create a "Global Cookbook" with quick, traditional, easy, and inexpensive recipes that will enable us to share our special traditional sustaining dishes throughout the world. In Kenya Africa, when I visited last October 2009, I witnessed a cohesiveness within the families that was fostered by the traditions of the colorful indigenous tribes of the country. There was always a glorious ecstatic welcoming, complete with singing, dancing, jumping up and down in joy, hugs, kisses, clapping, children shrieking with happiness, and an occasional barking dog. The whole immediate “tribe” turns out and welcomes any opportunity for a celebration of life. Company is always “karibou asana” …..you are welcome very much. Eventually, if enough people contribute, I would like to publish a cookbook, with 100% of the proceeds going to women and children in Kenya to support their crafts that support their families. I am working closely with "The Daughters of Zion" and it has been my pleasure to bring these impoverished women knitting supplies and patterns to contribute to their self-help craft group's effort to create fair trade, and thus earn their own way with dignity, through their beautiful hand-crafts. If you have a traditional indigenous cultural dish or recipe… won’t you consider adding it to our collection of fine, tasty wonders, brimming full of years and years of nurturing love. The first recipe is the traditional Kenyan/Indian flat bread, Chapati. It’s a very good beginning! Won't you consider sending one of your favorite recipes? Include a photo if you can. By this gesture, you will be making a contribution to global awareness and interest, tolerance and celebration of the wondrous world we live in, while directly helping women and children to bring food to their own tables, giving them hope for another day. You can make a difference..... in all sorts of ways. Please send me your recipe today.
Chapati Flatbread..... This simple and easy flatbread is very delicious and is served traditionally with stews, rice, curry and other main dishes. Ingredients • 1 cup whole wheat flour • 1 cup all-purpose flour • 1 teaspoon salt • 2 tablespoons olive oil • 3/4 cup hot water or as needed Directions 1. In a large bowl, stir together the whole wheat flour, all-purpose flour and salt. Use a wooden spoon to stir in the olive oil and enough water to make a soft dough that is elastic but not sticky. Knead the dough on a lightly floured surface until it is smooth. Divide into 10 parts, or less if you want bigger breads. Roll each piece into a ball. Let rest for a few minutes. 2. Heat a skillet over medium heat until hot, and grease lightly. On a lightly floured surface, use a floured rolling pin to roll out the balls of dough until very thin like a tortilla. When the pan starts smoking, put a chapati on it. Cook until the underside has brown spots, about 30 seconds, then flip and cook on the other side. Continue with remaining dough. And there you have it… simple, easy and simply scrumptious!
Send me your recipe today! emanjah1@comcast.net
the garden ~ a collection of reflective musings
a collection of reflective musings inspired by visits to a small garden
Pause for a moment..... Take a deep Breath
Gaze at the wonderment....and feel refreshed
Natures blessings are many....
and Our Mother Earth will provide
if you will pause for a moment....stop here in your stride
The flowers are plentiful....here for your pleasure
Spirits and Divas dancing round all their treasure
Be very still....You may be surprised...
You may even catch a glimpse of a tiny sprite rise
Natures beauty is a mirror, reflecting back to us
For your heart to be full ~ seeing is a must
So pause for a moment,
Bathe your ears, nose and eyes
Take a moment of pleasure
in the Mothers Glory devised
~
Just Breathe
~ Welcome . . . to My Garden!
Our gardens reflect so much of who we are. Or, is it that the plant world bears, upon closer inspection, a closer resemblance to us humans than most are really willing to see?
One evening, while sitting in the summers gentle evening breeze, I shared a conversation with the man I am loving about his little garden. We talked about the plants there and what his vision was of this little garden...what work needed to be done, what plants he liked...and he welcomed my help in his little garden.
The man I am loving lives alone in a small but cozy space with a small rolling mound, approximately 10 feet by 16 feet, of earth as the front yard. The thing that first catches ones eye is the lush sprawling bougainvillea, with its bursts of passionate pink blossoms at the end of each gracefully arching branch. They seem to say Come here, I am a thing of beauty in this barren landscape and I can offer you my passion if you are willing to look more closely. As I view it, yes, all that magnificent beauty is there on the outside, showy and bright, but if you are willing to look a little closer, each bloom, each manifestation holds a surprise inside in the form of three pistils that will burst open into three tiny little white flowers that each have five little hearts and five little swords for their petals (the numbers three and five being magical for many reasons). Furthermore, there is the deeper essence of the whole plant, called the diva that speaks of the entire plants qualities, its ability to re-create over and over again and its deeper mysterious beauty. This is what speaks to me. This bougainvillea speaks of its sweeping, graceful branches, of its sprawling wildness, its rippled leaves. It speaks of its occasional thorn that it uses for protection against anyone who would choose to not approach it with care and loving tenderness. This is what speaks to my heart as I gently lift up its branches and pick out the fallen debris from underneath. Ironically, this plant resides right smack-dab in front of the door of the home of the man I am loving.
Around this beauty of a plant, lays barren dead weeds, the past years wildness and waste. What is still living, if that is what you would choose to call it, are the remnants of three rose bushes, the plant of love and romance; some French lavender, a plant for soothing restoration, protection and purification; and some very sad lantana with a pungent aroma that speaks of its once present vitality. However, I have come prepared to clear away the old and make some space for some newness to be invited in. I have come prepared, with a few good, reliable tools, to dig down deep; my hands plunged into the work, to pick through it all until the deeper beauty can again be seen.
As I begin to clear away, the plants begin to talk to me and they all say, dont give up, there is still a part of me that is alive, and can grow and re-create into beauty again...can you see me? Yes, I see it. So I listen carefully.... and I watch more carefully still. I begin with the first and smallest rosebush. At first glance the whole appears hopeless, but as I begin to cut away gently, what appears not worth attention, also bears a tender inside. I watch and I listen even more closely. There is more life here after all. It is just that all this old debris needs to be cleared away. This life needs some attention and nourishment, food for its core essence and some water for its thirst, to thrive again. And roses, known for their beauty but sharp thorns.... this rosebush did not prick me once with its thorns in objection of my attentiveness.
As I continue my work, I notice the dryness.... it is all so parched, so thirsty..... all of its ability to recreate, all of its juiciness, gone! Even the emptied snail shells are a testament to this dryness. They were once moist and juicy too. And I found that the Bermuda grass, most often the toughest garden foe, gave up its fight fairly easily in such dryness.
I came here today to think, about my life, about my happiness now, at this moment, working in this garden, with the earth, with this man. Working in the garden has always helped me to reflect and find my answers. I came here to think and to work and instead, to my surprise, I was inspired. I was inspired to love this garden, and to love my life. I was inspired to love this man even more, and I was inspired to write this little story.... But even though it is a little story, it is a good story. It is a story of richness and abundance. It is a story of restoration, re-creation and renewal. It is a story that grew up out of this tiny garden with hearts at the center for petals. It is a good story. It is a good garden....and the man I love is a good man. They all just need a little attention, a little work, a little patience, a little space.... and a little caring to thrive again.
Before I left this time, I took an empty bottle of the favorite beer of the man I am loving, that was filled with buts and I shook them all out, gave it a good swish of fresh water to wash away the residue and I set it on his threshold with a sprig of the bougainvilleas showy blooms. They beckon, look more deeply at what is here waiting for you...look at what I harvested today, this 7th day of autumn. This man will get the message for his heart and soul are also of this garden. You just have to look a little more deeply within him to see it.
So this garden that sits in front of the house of the man I am loving... this tiny garden, trusted and welcomed my care and taught me much today. This garden is very much like the man I am loving.
Ive only spent a little time there so far, and maybe I will go back tomorrow. But if not, I can already see and am happy with the difference. I am happy with the fruits of my labors and what I harvested today. I am happy with this garden, this life, this work, and this man.
So, do our gardens reflect us or do we reflect our gardens? ........... I think so.
Pause for a moment..... Take a deep Breath
Gaze at the wonderment....and feel refreshed
Natures blessings are many....
and Our Mother Earth will provide
if you will pause for a moment....stop here in your stride
The flowers are plentiful....here for your pleasure
Spirits and Divas dancing round all their treasure
Be very still....You may be surprised...
You may even catch a glimpse of a tiny sprite rise
Natures beauty is a mirror, reflecting back to us
For your heart to be full ~ seeing is a must
So pause for a moment,
Bathe your ears, nose and eyes
Take a moment of pleasure
in the Mothers Glory devised
~
Just Breathe
~ Welcome . . . to My Garden!
Our gardens reflect so much of who we are. Or, is it that the plant world bears, upon closer inspection, a closer resemblance to us humans than most are really willing to see?
One evening, while sitting in the summers gentle evening breeze, I shared a conversation with the man I am loving about his little garden. We talked about the plants there and what his vision was of this little garden...what work needed to be done, what plants he liked...and he welcomed my help in his little garden.
The man I am loving lives alone in a small but cozy space with a small rolling mound, approximately 10 feet by 16 feet, of earth as the front yard. The thing that first catches ones eye is the lush sprawling bougainvillea, with its bursts of passionate pink blossoms at the end of each gracefully arching branch. They seem to say Come here, I am a thing of beauty in this barren landscape and I can offer you my passion if you are willing to look more closely. As I view it, yes, all that magnificent beauty is there on the outside, showy and bright, but if you are willing to look a little closer, each bloom, each manifestation holds a surprise inside in the form of three pistils that will burst open into three tiny little white flowers that each have five little hearts and five little swords for their petals (the numbers three and five being magical for many reasons). Furthermore, there is the deeper essence of the whole plant, called the diva that speaks of the entire plants qualities, its ability to re-create over and over again and its deeper mysterious beauty. This is what speaks to me. This bougainvillea speaks of its sweeping, graceful branches, of its sprawling wildness, its rippled leaves. It speaks of its occasional thorn that it uses for protection against anyone who would choose to not approach it with care and loving tenderness. This is what speaks to my heart as I gently lift up its branches and pick out the fallen debris from underneath. Ironically, this plant resides right smack-dab in front of the door of the home of the man I am loving.
Around this beauty of a plant, lays barren dead weeds, the past years wildness and waste. What is still living, if that is what you would choose to call it, are the remnants of three rose bushes, the plant of love and romance; some French lavender, a plant for soothing restoration, protection and purification; and some very sad lantana with a pungent aroma that speaks of its once present vitality. However, I have come prepared to clear away the old and make some space for some newness to be invited in. I have come prepared, with a few good, reliable tools, to dig down deep; my hands plunged into the work, to pick through it all until the deeper beauty can again be seen.
As I begin to clear away, the plants begin to talk to me and they all say, dont give up, there is still a part of me that is alive, and can grow and re-create into beauty again...can you see me? Yes, I see it. So I listen carefully.... and I watch more carefully still. I begin with the first and smallest rosebush. At first glance the whole appears hopeless, but as I begin to cut away gently, what appears not worth attention, also bears a tender inside. I watch and I listen even more closely. There is more life here after all. It is just that all this old debris needs to be cleared away. This life needs some attention and nourishment, food for its core essence and some water for its thirst, to thrive again. And roses, known for their beauty but sharp thorns.... this rosebush did not prick me once with its thorns in objection of my attentiveness.
As I continue my work, I notice the dryness.... it is all so parched, so thirsty..... all of its ability to recreate, all of its juiciness, gone! Even the emptied snail shells are a testament to this dryness. They were once moist and juicy too. And I found that the Bermuda grass, most often the toughest garden foe, gave up its fight fairly easily in such dryness.
I came here today to think, about my life, about my happiness now, at this moment, working in this garden, with the earth, with this man. Working in the garden has always helped me to reflect and find my answers. I came here to think and to work and instead, to my surprise, I was inspired. I was inspired to love this garden, and to love my life. I was inspired to love this man even more, and I was inspired to write this little story.... But even though it is a little story, it is a good story. It is a story of richness and abundance. It is a story of restoration, re-creation and renewal. It is a story that grew up out of this tiny garden with hearts at the center for petals. It is a good story. It is a good garden....and the man I love is a good man. They all just need a little attention, a little work, a little patience, a little space.... and a little caring to thrive again.
Before I left this time, I took an empty bottle of the favorite beer of the man I am loving, that was filled with buts and I shook them all out, gave it a good swish of fresh water to wash away the residue and I set it on his threshold with a sprig of the bougainvilleas showy blooms. They beckon, look more deeply at what is here waiting for you...look at what I harvested today, this 7th day of autumn. This man will get the message for his heart and soul are also of this garden. You just have to look a little more deeply within him to see it.
So this garden that sits in front of the house of the man I am loving... this tiny garden, trusted and welcomed my care and taught me much today. This garden is very much like the man I am loving.
Ive only spent a little time there so far, and maybe I will go back tomorrow. But if not, I can already see and am happy with the difference. I am happy with the fruits of my labors and what I harvested today. I am happy with this garden, this life, this work, and this man.
So, do our gardens reflect us or do we reflect our gardens? ........... I think so.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
JUST PUBLISHED by One Tribe Spirit ...... come visit me in the garden ~
the garden ~ a collection of reflective musings inspired by visits to a small garden
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New Book Published by One Tribe Spirit
GET OUT OF YOUR MIND... AND INTO YOUR HEART!
~ A Personal Journey of Quickening & Awakening Along the Pathway into Enlightenment ~ Meet a not-so-ordinary woman, in the most extra-ordinary of times, as she traverses her way across the journey of a lifetime, and all the amazingly magical events and experiences that sparkle like gems along the pathway of her personal quest. Magic swirls about as the pieces of this extraordinary tale begin to tell of mysterious secrets eventually speaking to the day's concern for our most precious of jewels, the Great Mother Earth. As the story rapidly unfolds, it ventures into and explores the richer realms of our magnificent universe... where great wonders remain to be revealed with glorious surprise. Join her as she translates her story for you.... as she spins and weaves, transforming adversity into opportunity... you just may recognize a little magic reflecting in your own life along the way.
http://stores.lulu.com/onetribespirit
~ A Personal Journey of Quickening & Awakening Along the Pathway into Enlightenment ~ Meet a not-so-ordinary woman, in the most extra-ordinary of times, as she traverses her way across the journey of a lifetime, and all the amazingly magical events and experiences that sparkle like gems along the pathway of her personal quest. Magic swirls about as the pieces of this extraordinary tale begin to tell of mysterious secrets eventually speaking to the day's concern for our most precious of jewels, the Great Mother Earth. As the story rapidly unfolds, it ventures into and explores the richer realms of our magnificent universe... where great wonders remain to be revealed with glorious surprise. Join her as she translates her story for you.... as she spins and weaves, transforming adversity into opportunity... you just may recognize a little magic reflecting in your own life along the way.
http://stores.lulu.com/onetribespirit
Friday, May 14, 2010
Dream the Dreamtime
There comes a time when all aspects of one’s life seem to come together, as if to have us wonder, “What’s next”? We might not know it at the time, but there are definitely many knocks at the proverbial “door” before we may notice. When I answered the “knock”, my world blew wide open with the most amazing magic, yes, real magic I could never have possibly imagined. And I did just as he told me to do.... I held on for dear life no matter whose face I flew into. He was right; it has been one “hell” of a great ride.
This is the true story of a real life fairytale and the unbelievable series of events, happenings and things that make up this real life magical tale of love, life, soul mates, best friends, and an enormous amount of fun, drama, dress-up and pretend, and “Oh, it’s all real”!
How does one convince others of the truth, when everyone believes it is all just fantastical “pipe dreams”? Well, I don’t have to convince anyone. I know it was all real…. and I prefer to keep to the telling of the story…. for that is what I am…. a magical story teller. I carried my dream of my knight in shining armor for forty years and because I held my vision in the dreamtime, since I was five years old, and he finally arrived.
There seems to be no real way to begin this tale…. so I will have to give it to you, for the most part, in bits and pieces and you, dear reader, will just have to piece together all the tiny parts, just like a jigsaw puzzle, just as I did. We will start in the present day.... and work forward and backward as it was appropriately presented to me. It is a picture, worth seeing, and a clever eye will quickly see, that as the pieces begin to come together, that it is all similar enough to be related, but different enough to be interesting.
It is my intention to help you see fate and destiny operating in your life, through how they have driven mine. It is my intention to show you that there has to be a Master Creative Force, a Divine Plan at work, because not only could I have not thought of any of the things that came along, but if I looked at each part, each occurrence, each event, each experience, as a “jewel” that I picked up along the way, I would soon see that what I was gathering along in my “basket” of experience and wisdom, was something of beauty that I could not have imagined… until enough parts had been revealed to enable me to begin to envision the whole. And what was revealed, could only have been created by a Higher Power, a Higher Intelligence, a Higher State of Being…. it is the only way all of it could have ever happened, at just the right time, in just the right place, to take me along the grandest journey of my life.
It is my intention to show you that if you stop and take a good look, you may begin to see patterns in your life, that repeat in order to spark your awareness, of that Grand Master Plan that is your life. Take a moment, take a good look, exercise your memory, re-mind and re-member, everything means something!
The Aboriginal peoples believe in the ‘dreamtime’. It is the space between the worlds. It is the infinite field of possibility where anything can and does happen. It is the place where karma takes action to balance the cosmic scales of actions created by man’s free will and freedom of choice. Within the dreamtime, we can also consciously create the visions for the life and future we desire to have. The act of creation starts with a vision. It is in this place, the dreamtime, where the first initial “sparks” of thought consciousness begin to swirl about and come together, like attracting like, ions to ions, atoms to atoms, to initiate the first stirrings of breathe of life into our dreams, that they may come alive with time….with the addition of faith, and the unshakable belief in the possibility of it all becoming REAL!
So, here I present you with a ‘box full of pieces’ of this amazing ‘puzzle’. Start completing the picture as you may see it……have fun and enjoy…this could lead you to see similarities, co-incidence, Fate and Destiny, and the ‘hand’ of our Great Creator operating in your life!
But first there are a few things to remember when working your way through this saga....
It involves nearly everything in the world since it is all connected, but most of all, the ‘World within the World’ that we do not know is behind what we believe is all that we see, hear and move through in our daily lives. Oh, there is so much more. Magic is very much alive and well....if only we will believe and have faith... as I do.
Dream…… the dreamtime!
This is the true story of a real life fairytale and the unbelievable series of events, happenings and things that make up this real life magical tale of love, life, soul mates, best friends, and an enormous amount of fun, drama, dress-up and pretend, and “Oh, it’s all real”!
How does one convince others of the truth, when everyone believes it is all just fantastical “pipe dreams”? Well, I don’t have to convince anyone. I know it was all real…. and I prefer to keep to the telling of the story…. for that is what I am…. a magical story teller. I carried my dream of my knight in shining armor for forty years and because I held my vision in the dreamtime, since I was five years old, and he finally arrived.
There seems to be no real way to begin this tale…. so I will have to give it to you, for the most part, in bits and pieces and you, dear reader, will just have to piece together all the tiny parts, just like a jigsaw puzzle, just as I did. We will start in the present day.... and work forward and backward as it was appropriately presented to me. It is a picture, worth seeing, and a clever eye will quickly see, that as the pieces begin to come together, that it is all similar enough to be related, but different enough to be interesting.
It is my intention to help you see fate and destiny operating in your life, through how they have driven mine. It is my intention to show you that there has to be a Master Creative Force, a Divine Plan at work, because not only could I have not thought of any of the things that came along, but if I looked at each part, each occurrence, each event, each experience, as a “jewel” that I picked up along the way, I would soon see that what I was gathering along in my “basket” of experience and wisdom, was something of beauty that I could not have imagined… until enough parts had been revealed to enable me to begin to envision the whole. And what was revealed, could only have been created by a Higher Power, a Higher Intelligence, a Higher State of Being…. it is the only way all of it could have ever happened, at just the right time, in just the right place, to take me along the grandest journey of my life.
It is my intention to show you that if you stop and take a good look, you may begin to see patterns in your life, that repeat in order to spark your awareness, of that Grand Master Plan that is your life. Take a moment, take a good look, exercise your memory, re-mind and re-member, everything means something!
The Aboriginal peoples believe in the ‘dreamtime’. It is the space between the worlds. It is the infinite field of possibility where anything can and does happen. It is the place where karma takes action to balance the cosmic scales of actions created by man’s free will and freedom of choice. Within the dreamtime, we can also consciously create the visions for the life and future we desire to have. The act of creation starts with a vision. It is in this place, the dreamtime, where the first initial “sparks” of thought consciousness begin to swirl about and come together, like attracting like, ions to ions, atoms to atoms, to initiate the first stirrings of breathe of life into our dreams, that they may come alive with time….with the addition of faith, and the unshakable belief in the possibility of it all becoming REAL!
So, here I present you with a ‘box full of pieces’ of this amazing ‘puzzle’. Start completing the picture as you may see it……have fun and enjoy…this could lead you to see similarities, co-incidence, Fate and Destiny, and the ‘hand’ of our Great Creator operating in your life!
But first there are a few things to remember when working your way through this saga....
It involves nearly everything in the world since it is all connected, but most of all, the ‘World within the World’ that we do not know is behind what we believe is all that we see, hear and move through in our daily lives. Oh, there is so much more. Magic is very much alive and well....if only we will believe and have faith... as I do.
Dream…… the dreamtime!
Get Out of Your Mind... and Into Your Heart!
A Personal Journey of Quickening & Awakening Along the Pathway into Enlightenment.
“And how is it that you came to find yourself where you are now?” Rosco, a man I had just been introduced to, asked as I stood there feeling like Dorothy in the “Wizard of Oz”, small and meek.
And just where was it that I was now? Indeed! I wasn’t sure of where anything was at that moment. However, Rosco’s question certainly helped in reining me back into the here and now.....
I stood, feeling completely confused about what was happening. All my thoughts were scrambled with all the experiences and events that had come to pass. Where to begin, and who were all these new people who were popping up in my life now, at just the right time? What was all this about? And how did I come to find myself where I was now? That was the best question I had ever heard.... and I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt that no matter what else happened on this strange, wonderfully magical trip I was on, that at the very least it would make for a great story, and I would somehow, come to know the ultimate Truth.
This is that true story.
This true story is told in the absolute faith and trust that there is real magic, Spirit, Fate and Destiny operating from the infinite realm of the possibility, directly into our lives.
First, I had thought, as I stood there in my driveway watering my garden, not long after the 911 tragedy “I wonder if any one person could do enough to turn the entire world completely around?” I believed that despite the innocence of asking myself this question, the Great Spirit heard me and deemed my karma so that indeed I would be put to the test. Otherwise, it had already been part of the Great Divine Plan of Spirit and I was just innocently dancing along despite my certain belief in freedom of will and choice as the divine right of each human being, and events in the universe at large, were happening in random chaos. Not true!
The second innocent question I asked was... “If we only use 8% of our brain, what are we doing with the other 92%? Give it to me!” I might have been a little sassy at the moment in question, because I was dearly tested on this... and it cost me very nearly everything.
Be careful what you wonder, be careful what you ask Spirit for...... you are bound to get it. Maybe not in the way, or when you might expect it..... it is best not to have expectations, disappointment is sure to follow. Oh, and...“timing is everything” and there is definitely “method to Spirit’s madness”.
With this bit of curiosity, my world got rocked and set into a tailspin that one could not imagine.
So “how?” indeed....... and where exactly was I now?
The best answer is to say, I stayed on the path that my heart told me to follow no matter how arduous. Hence, I have been richly rewarded spiritually, despite outward appearances. I never once went against what my heart told me was the right thing to do! And, this has led me to one of the greatest love affairs the world could know.
You see, the Aboriginal People of Australia are right.... believe in the “dreamtime”. What is the “dreamtime”? ... you may wonder. The dreamtime is, in part, the place where we dream consciously. It is the place where we can actively create and shape the life we wish to have. It is, in part, daydreaming. I have to smile as I remember being told so many times in school to “stop daydreaming and pay attention”! I was paying attention, just not to what they thought I should be paying attention to… and how else was I to envision the future that would eventually be granted to me?
So to answer Rosco’s question..... daydreaming is precisely how I found myself where I am today. And what a dream it has turned out to be.
He would just toss out “one liners”, simple, yet absolute truths. When I asked him, “Baby, is this really true, is this really happening, is this really REAL?” “Oh, it’s ALL Real!” he would quip with a touch of sarcasm over his shoulder as he turned to walk away... just as he did so many times before. And no matter what the line was, I would be more confused than before I asked because it always seemed that what he said could be taken several ways.
I could see that we globally are moving away from dualism towards multiplicity and universality ~ into the “Oneness” and yes, it is all very real!
And, that was just it; things had gotten so complicated here, on our ever more exhausted Home on Earth. Simply put, there was just entirely too much of everything, tons and tons of stuff that was in reality, keeping us from our God-given gifts, and the simplicity of that communion with Creator that inspires us…. the peaceful, simplicity of the act of creating with the infinitely brilliant ‘All that Is God’ within the ‘All that Is’. With all the superfluous things in the way, we would not know God if He showed up right under our noses? So certain in our own absolute beliefs we are, as to not even consider any other option. We deny anything that we do not understand; no matter that in the true reality that is Spirit.... everything is Spirit and therefore how can we deny anything? Wouldn’t that be to deny God Himself? It really is that simple. What if it was ALL truth? What if all religions, sacred texts, and faiths are truth?
Could man have really become so short-sighted that he can no longer distinguish exactly what is of God and what is not? What happened? Man should have been much more intelligent than he is behaving at this point in our history. What was going on down here on Earth? And, what was all this destruction all around.... how could this be? The Great Mother could not be destroyed.... not if He had anything to say about it.
So, I have been inspired.......... to write this for you.... and, if nothing else, hopefully it will be at the least a great read; at best, an inspiration and even better, create an impact!
There had to be a starting place for the telling of this unbelievable tale, and the best place to start seemed to hold to the question...... “Where I was now?”..... which in and of itself was a very strange place.........
Somehow, it was the culmination of all my dreams and wishes I ever had, now beginning to unfold right before my very eyes. But there was a secret to all of it which I will reveal with time. So now, “timing being everything” in His absolute Truth.... now is that time.... and here is everything.... just as He gave it to me. I can only hope I can make more sense of it all for you than I was given to figure out myself. Then again, we do love a good game, puzzle, mystery, treasure hunt.... and indeed this was absolutely the finest, most brilliant game, I believe, ever played.... and, well, I did ask for it!
I got it all.... in Spades, Clubs, Diamonds and Hearts.... in Cups and Wands, Pentacles and oh, the Swords.... the King and the Queen, the pleasure abounding at Faire, our faire life as it should be.
But, at the time, no one wanted to hear the story; this great story of good news. Everyone was too busy standing on their own particular “pedestal”, judging and holding fast to the absolute of their own truth, be it the real Truth or not.
Now the trees and the rocks and stones, the flowers and the tiniest of creations wanted their voices heard. They could no longer stand by, appearing silent, and watch as man, in his apparent lack of the grace of wisdom God had originally given him.... destroyed everything in sight.... himself included.
Was man now so disconnected that he could not even see what was happening in the big picture? It was all so simple. Why was this continuing? ....destruction all around, always something somewhere.... and still we do not see the complete picture…. for shame!
Again, I thought on Rosco’s question, still not sure how to answer it. I was thinking all the while, “Well, he is waiting for an answer. Where is that moment when I start to look stupid... did it already pass?” But what a great question.... and I smiled at the irony and humor of it all. I smiled at the silly humor that was the ‘Voice’.... the trickster, the silly Loki prankster that was the Source of it all. I smiled again, at all the secrets.
And I said, “Well..... I’m still not sure.... I don’t really know. But, through the most amazing series of events, fortunate and unfortunate at that, a regular life, turned into the most extraordinary life, simply because I believed. I dreamed of it, I asked for it, and I held fast to those dreams with a strong faith and belief in the possibilities.... and that, truthfully is the very best I can tell you!” Rosco seemed somewhat satisfied with my answer and he smiled with wise eyes at the beauty of it all.... in its utter simplicity.
This is a story of us all.... and everything that has been created...by our Illustrious Creator. That beauty of a brilliant manifestation, that shines through from one moment to another.... seen and unseen.... heard and yet not. Somehow it appeared that no one else was seeing it the same as I was… not at all. Was I the only one? How could that be? It very much appeared so, evidence gathered and researched to satisfy those who would need it.... and that appeared to be everyone. There was not one person, I could find, who truly and absolutely believed completely. I came to believe and have faith, little by little but with the absolute certainty, beyond a “shadow of a doubt” which apparently no other person I could find could claim.
Thus, I was led down a path of the simple ultimate Truth that could never be denied. So, what was I worried about? Well, just about everything in the world at that moment. “Oh, my God!” I would often exclaim in my complete frustration at the unbelievable stupidity of the human race at times..... the big picture was absolutely frightening and our “Mother Ship” was going down fast!
For the past 20 years I had followed a path of Spirit in one form or another, ever increasing my knowledge of what all was out there in the vastness that was supposed to be the “collective consciousness” of Source, our Architect, Creator, Universe, God, Buddha, Krishna, Allah, Mohammad, whatever one would choose to call ‘It’. There was too much of man’s influence and too much fighting over who was right and who was wrong. When in real truth… since God was claimed to be in everything and everyone.... how could anyone be wrong in their intention to sincerely worship their God in any form? …as all form was and is..... of God! So, what is all the ruckus about?
Furthermore, what was all this talk about “hell” anyway? How could anything created by and in the “image” of God be punished and go to “hell”? God does not punish. And well, had anyone ever seen “hell” or experienced it… and come back to tell the tale? Not as far as I was aware, which granted, was not saying much.... but on a very simple level.... think about it! Plenty of people have spoken of near death experiences and being bathed in a “bright white light”. I do not recall anyone every speaking of venturing to “hell” and back, except figuratively on the surface of the planet. However, that is exactly what happened to me.
So, I thought and thought about all of this.... for a solid year.... the most incredible year of my life. At least that is what I thought, until one year unfolded into two and two into three, to four, to five years and that is exactly where I sit now.... on the brink of the future, in the current adventurous and unbelievably amazing journey down this wondrous path that has become very rapidly, my life. This is my life with my Beloved. It is truly an amazing love story.... please enjoy. Watch for the signposts along the way.... they are so simple, as to be missed easily. They apparently have been for the most part, thus far.
Read on ...
Electricity and Global Warming ~ The Dangers of Electro-Magnetic Fields
As a child, I had a very prophetic dream. It was of the Earth, as a beautiful luminescent "pearl" and then suddenly it would shift and turn into a black fuzzy, scratchy, buzzing, hot ball. This dream would reoccur many times through my growing years... however I never understood what it meant until now. Now, it all makes perfect sense...and somehow, as a small child, I was able to foresee this very time of critical global crisis for all of us. Apparently, even then, I was being shown my own responsibility to act.
We have done more damage to this planet since the advent of the Industrial Revolution, just slightly over 100 years, than collectively throughout the entire existence of man. This is staggering to think of. As you have said, with knowledge comes responsibility to act. That is correct and it is and has been our responsibility to have a thorough knowledge of our modern day "inventions" before we unleash them for the masses. We have not done this...and the result has been disastrous to say the least.
There is one very serious factor to global warming that no one is looking at. We all know that we need to cut back on the amount of electricity we use for many reasons, primarily to conserve resources... however there are other aspects to the electricity problem that dramatically impact the climate and our incessant, obsessive "need" to use electricity with nearly everything we do these days. It is as simple as this.... Electricity is made of what? FIRE! and each electrical transmission, whether it be for lighting our way, a simple quick phone call or an hour or two in front to the television, those transmissions are electricity and electricity is fire! Every electrical transmission is a "line of fire" from point A (the electric company provider) to point B (to your equipment)... when that single transmission or line of fire is multiplied exponentially through global use... we end up wrapping the planet in an enormous "blanket" of electrical transmissions flying at "break neck" speed around and around the entire globe. This presents a picture of our beautiful blue lady wrapped in a fuzzy grey haze of electricity that is fire and fire is HOT... and we sit back and scratch our heads wondering why everything is heating up so dramatically and whole lakes and streams are evaporating like never before??? Has anyone seen the North Pole lately??? No, I mean has anyone SEEN it it is not there anymoreas seen through Google Earth! Yet no one seems to be talking about this. The bottom line is that we need to turn off the electricity. This is something we all can do and thus, we can create an immediate global impact for the better! It can be this simple, with the awareness and sincere caring of every single person! It IS going to take everyone.
I personally, would love to see a 24 hour period of mandatory global "blackout" with only emergency services, hospitals and health care facilities allowed to be excluded. We NEED to dissipate the electromagnetic fields and allow for the dramatic rapid cooling that could then take place. An even longer period of time with little to no use of electricity would be even better... Furthermore, the enormous amounts of electromagnetic fields are not only "magnetizing" the planet, throwing off the natural magnetic balance of the Earth and all living creatures upon Her... contributing to enormous amounts of dis-ease from the stress and impact of those massive EMFs. Again, this is not rocket science! Magnets attract and hold things together... are we not understanding that the very electromagnetic fields we are creating, are holding in all the heat that is building up around the globe? The collective of fields is staggering to think about, yet we float about in our daily lives, oblivious to them and their severely damaging impact... because we cannot "see" them.
We can't see "love" but we know if it is there or not! These fields collectively are enormous "waves" of electrical current that are creating further imbalance as they "pulse" across the globe and they are also holding in all the carbon emissions that are also causing such a stir. What is carbon? Are the carbon emissions by their very nature like tiny charcoal briquettes? Would they too not get "charged" or heated by all the electricity in the air? Thus, further contributing to overall global heating. In addition, these carbon emissions are not able to be expelled and escape from the earth's atmosphere through normal weather patterns due to the magnetic fields being created that are holding them in.
I know for certain that a simple television cable box or a wireless computer router throws out electromagnetic fields that are 12-15 feet in diameter... that is enormous and a profound over use of electricity. We can accomplish the same transmissions by using about half the electricity that we are currently using to convey the same transmission. This gross overuse is another factor in global heating...and simply, is just a way for the electrical providers to use and make more money on the services they are providing. We CAN use much less electricity to accomplish the same tasks. The technology does exist!
It is going to take every single human being to contribute to this global problem... no one is immune to our collective climate.
I imagine a week where everyone on the globe goes "home" and spends a week with family and friends and does not go anywhere, using little to no electricity the entire time. Have we forgotten the soft lovely beauty of a candle lit evening? This is NOT "rocket science" people... this is very simple and the solutions are simple if we can step back far enough, extricate ourselves from our sick systems, and begin to think for ourselves. It is not "rocket science" to understand that the whales are beaching themselves because their sensitive and delicate systems are being disrupted and impacted by the military's underwater communication devices like sonar and radar... again, this is electricity and the magnetic fields are harming the whales and their ability to communicate with one another and other animals. This is the equivalent of taking a fine silk gossamer thread and running it through a web of electrical fire...that fine thread would be disintegrated in a matter of seconds. It is the same with the whales and the sonar and radar pulses are hurting and harming their systems. Those pulses and the electricity carrying them can enter the whales body and brain, and the tones and frequencies can be very damaging and intolerable to endure...thus, to "make it stop" the whales are forced to beach themselves in order to get out of the electrical pulses and magnetic fields we are broadcasting across the oceans. Has anyone ever thought to compare the frequencies, velocities, densities of these sonar and radar pulses, to that of whales and other creatures of the sea? Does this not stand to reason, a good place to start in understanding our misuse of electricity. Electricity is NOT a natural element of the ocean and the life there... we are WRONG to put it there!!!
Nothing is as it was, and nothing that is coming will be anything anyone is expecting... that is the beauty of the Great Spirit...it is full of surprises and I guarantee that very Spirit is alive and well upon the planet... and greater and greater manifestations of this will begin to become more and more clear in an accelerated time line. I find it very hard to believe that the "Creator" would allow such an extraordinary creation as our Earth and all her "children" to be destroyed... the very "parasites" that plague Her will be washed away before She will ever surrender to man's mindless destruction.
Turn off the electricity!!! NOW! And I thank you for your consideration of ALL!
We have done more damage to this planet since the advent of the Industrial Revolution, just slightly over 100 years, than collectively throughout the entire existence of man. This is staggering to think of. As you have said, with knowledge comes responsibility to act. That is correct and it is and has been our responsibility to have a thorough knowledge of our modern day "inventions" before we unleash them for the masses. We have not done this...and the result has been disastrous to say the least.
There is one very serious factor to global warming that no one is looking at. We all know that we need to cut back on the amount of electricity we use for many reasons, primarily to conserve resources... however there are other aspects to the electricity problem that dramatically impact the climate and our incessant, obsessive "need" to use electricity with nearly everything we do these days. It is as simple as this.... Electricity is made of what? FIRE! and each electrical transmission, whether it be for lighting our way, a simple quick phone call or an hour or two in front to the television, those transmissions are electricity and electricity is fire! Every electrical transmission is a "line of fire" from point A (the electric company provider) to point B (to your equipment)... when that single transmission or line of fire is multiplied exponentially through global use... we end up wrapping the planet in an enormous "blanket" of electrical transmissions flying at "break neck" speed around and around the entire globe. This presents a picture of our beautiful blue lady wrapped in a fuzzy grey haze of electricity that is fire and fire is HOT... and we sit back and scratch our heads wondering why everything is heating up so dramatically and whole lakes and streams are evaporating like never before??? Has anyone seen the North Pole lately??? No, I mean has anyone SEEN it it is not there anymoreas seen through Google Earth! Yet no one seems to be talking about this. The bottom line is that we need to turn off the electricity. This is something we all can do and thus, we can create an immediate global impact for the better! It can be this simple, with the awareness and sincere caring of every single person! It IS going to take everyone.
I personally, would love to see a 24 hour period of mandatory global "blackout" with only emergency services, hospitals and health care facilities allowed to be excluded. We NEED to dissipate the electromagnetic fields and allow for the dramatic rapid cooling that could then take place. An even longer period of time with little to no use of electricity would be even better... Furthermore, the enormous amounts of electromagnetic fields are not only "magnetizing" the planet, throwing off the natural magnetic balance of the Earth and all living creatures upon Her... contributing to enormous amounts of dis-ease from the stress and impact of those massive EMFs. Again, this is not rocket science! Magnets attract and hold things together... are we not understanding that the very electromagnetic fields we are creating, are holding in all the heat that is building up around the globe? The collective of fields is staggering to think about, yet we float about in our daily lives, oblivious to them and their severely damaging impact... because we cannot "see" them.
We can't see "love" but we know if it is there or not! These fields collectively are enormous "waves" of electrical current that are creating further imbalance as they "pulse" across the globe and they are also holding in all the carbon emissions that are also causing such a stir. What is carbon? Are the carbon emissions by their very nature like tiny charcoal briquettes? Would they too not get "charged" or heated by all the electricity in the air? Thus, further contributing to overall global heating. In addition, these carbon emissions are not able to be expelled and escape from the earth's atmosphere through normal weather patterns due to the magnetic fields being created that are holding them in.
I know for certain that a simple television cable box or a wireless computer router throws out electromagnetic fields that are 12-15 feet in diameter... that is enormous and a profound over use of electricity. We can accomplish the same transmissions by using about half the electricity that we are currently using to convey the same transmission. This gross overuse is another factor in global heating...and simply, is just a way for the electrical providers to use and make more money on the services they are providing. We CAN use much less electricity to accomplish the same tasks. The technology does exist!
It is going to take every single human being to contribute to this global problem... no one is immune to our collective climate.
I imagine a week where everyone on the globe goes "home" and spends a week with family and friends and does not go anywhere, using little to no electricity the entire time. Have we forgotten the soft lovely beauty of a candle lit evening? This is NOT "rocket science" people... this is very simple and the solutions are simple if we can step back far enough, extricate ourselves from our sick systems, and begin to think for ourselves. It is not "rocket science" to understand that the whales are beaching themselves because their sensitive and delicate systems are being disrupted and impacted by the military's underwater communication devices like sonar and radar... again, this is electricity and the magnetic fields are harming the whales and their ability to communicate with one another and other animals. This is the equivalent of taking a fine silk gossamer thread and running it through a web of electrical fire...that fine thread would be disintegrated in a matter of seconds. It is the same with the whales and the sonar and radar pulses are hurting and harming their systems. Those pulses and the electricity carrying them can enter the whales body and brain, and the tones and frequencies can be very damaging and intolerable to endure...thus, to "make it stop" the whales are forced to beach themselves in order to get out of the electrical pulses and magnetic fields we are broadcasting across the oceans. Has anyone ever thought to compare the frequencies, velocities, densities of these sonar and radar pulses, to that of whales and other creatures of the sea? Does this not stand to reason, a good place to start in understanding our misuse of electricity. Electricity is NOT a natural element of the ocean and the life there... we are WRONG to put it there!!!
Nothing is as it was, and nothing that is coming will be anything anyone is expecting... that is the beauty of the Great Spirit...it is full of surprises and I guarantee that very Spirit is alive and well upon the planet... and greater and greater manifestations of this will begin to become more and more clear in an accelerated time line. I find it very hard to believe that the "Creator" would allow such an extraordinary creation as our Earth and all her "children" to be destroyed... the very "parasites" that plague Her will be washed away before She will ever surrender to man's mindless destruction.
Turn off the electricity!!! NOW! And I thank you for your consideration of ALL!
Ignor-ance
Down through the ages, the admiration of beautiful hair can be seen. In times when we did not adhere to electricity as our “external life blood”, if someone had beautiful hair and skin, it was a considered a sign of “status”. Hair was not dried, fried, colored, and processed literally to “death”. Hair was more alive and an outer reflection of the internal spirit of that person.... the more beautiful the hair and skin, nails etc... the more inner light and love was shining out of that person.... especially when it came to the hair, because that is also a reflection of that person’s integration with higher consciousness. Nowadays, the more we do to our hair to change and destroy its natural beauty, the more wealth we seem to feel we have.
This can be clearly seen in the 1700’s, during the times of Marie Antoinette, when the economy and social status was largely very grim and dark, coming out of the dark and middle ages, the nobles would wear wigs. The more white, and eventually very tall, reaching up to the “clouds” and GodSpirit, the wig was, the higher the “status”. We can thank the recent movie “Marie Antoinette” with Kirsten Dunst, as a reminder of those times. But we miss the “connection” and therefore, the “message”.
But the “disconnection” between the real hair and the false wig was also a reflection that the body remained disconnect from the Spirit at large. Royalty became consumed with the “root of all evil”, and fell into the trap of possessions and wealth as the governing factor of evolutionary status and social class structure. It was not REAL and the turnabout comes in the form of the French Revolution and similar uprisings.
The majority of the population was literally starving to death, not unlike what we now have today globally, albeit unseen by the majority of the world, that revolves around large populated areas. This “masks” the fact that it is within these largely populated areas, where people are suffering some of the worst with poverty and failure to survive, let alone thrive.
20,000 to 25,000 people a day starve to death everyday in today’s world. How is this different than what we see with the times of the Black Plague, the French Revolution, the Civil War, and the Great Depression?
In Kenya, Africa, a cooperative of 22 women and their children can all live on as little as $800 a month!!! And yet, the Catholic Vatican is situated over vaults and vaults of golden treasures that few ever see, the great “Pope” waving his arm in the blessing of the poor, while the world starves to death! Where are their “alms for the poor”??? This is called hypocrisy!!! It is a lie, it is not in the “name of God”…it is in the name of the “root of all evil”… greed and money!!! Why else would they hoard such treasures, keeping them “secreted” away, hoping beyond hope that no one will find them out and ask this one simple question? Why??? Question Authority!!!
We hide these details.... and worse yet, blatantly ignore the very poverty right outside our door. It is too ugly. Down deep, we know that we as individuals contribute to it even if it is on the tiniest, most minuscule level.
We say we can give nothing to someone on the street.... why not? To them, even $1 can make a big difference in their day’s survival believe it or not. So, why do we not hand them a small bit of help? Is it really true that we cannot spare even the smallest of something for someone in need? Does it not give you a good feeling to have offered some help? Even if it is the tiniest bit, it can make an enormous different, to someone in need. Everyone has the ability to make a difference, for the better… Everyone! Why aren’t we?
Rather, we choose to ignore it. Out of sight is out of mind. We are all guilty of ignoring what needs attention. This is called “ignore ance”! We all move about in our own “worlds”, windows of the car rolled up tight, chatting away absent-mindedly on our phones endlessly, doors and windows of our homes closed, shutting out the outside world, even the sweet chirping of a bird, or a child’s laughter. We have become so disconnected....... body to body, heart to heart, face to face, smile to smile.... and we have become reliant completely on technology to do the connecting for us.... but it is failing us in the big picture, because it lacks the personal connection that is so vital to the thriving of life… the touch of a caring hand upon our skin, the glint of love for you, you see in someone’s eye… the thrill of the skip of a beat of your heart, when you find that special someone.. these touches of spirit cannot be replaced mechanically or technologically… period! And we suffer greatly under the belief and behavior of this retarded thinking. Why do you think going home to “mom” remains such a dominant concept of comfort, touching, hugging, loving and caring… in a physical state.
It is all backwards and that is our ignorance!
This can be clearly seen in the 1700’s, during the times of Marie Antoinette, when the economy and social status was largely very grim and dark, coming out of the dark and middle ages, the nobles would wear wigs. The more white, and eventually very tall, reaching up to the “clouds” and GodSpirit, the wig was, the higher the “status”. We can thank the recent movie “Marie Antoinette” with Kirsten Dunst, as a reminder of those times. But we miss the “connection” and therefore, the “message”.
But the “disconnection” between the real hair and the false wig was also a reflection that the body remained disconnect from the Spirit at large. Royalty became consumed with the “root of all evil”, and fell into the trap of possessions and wealth as the governing factor of evolutionary status and social class structure. It was not REAL and the turnabout comes in the form of the French Revolution and similar uprisings.
The majority of the population was literally starving to death, not unlike what we now have today globally, albeit unseen by the majority of the world, that revolves around large populated areas. This “masks” the fact that it is within these largely populated areas, where people are suffering some of the worst with poverty and failure to survive, let alone thrive.
20,000 to 25,000 people a day starve to death everyday in today’s world. How is this different than what we see with the times of the Black Plague, the French Revolution, the Civil War, and the Great Depression?
In Kenya, Africa, a cooperative of 22 women and their children can all live on as little as $800 a month!!! And yet, the Catholic Vatican is situated over vaults and vaults of golden treasures that few ever see, the great “Pope” waving his arm in the blessing of the poor, while the world starves to death! Where are their “alms for the poor”??? This is called hypocrisy!!! It is a lie, it is not in the “name of God”…it is in the name of the “root of all evil”… greed and money!!! Why else would they hoard such treasures, keeping them “secreted” away, hoping beyond hope that no one will find them out and ask this one simple question? Why??? Question Authority!!!
We hide these details.... and worse yet, blatantly ignore the very poverty right outside our door. It is too ugly. Down deep, we know that we as individuals contribute to it even if it is on the tiniest, most minuscule level.
We say we can give nothing to someone on the street.... why not? To them, even $1 can make a big difference in their day’s survival believe it or not. So, why do we not hand them a small bit of help? Is it really true that we cannot spare even the smallest of something for someone in need? Does it not give you a good feeling to have offered some help? Even if it is the tiniest bit, it can make an enormous different, to someone in need. Everyone has the ability to make a difference, for the better… Everyone! Why aren’t we?
Rather, we choose to ignore it. Out of sight is out of mind. We are all guilty of ignoring what needs attention. This is called “ignore ance”! We all move about in our own “worlds”, windows of the car rolled up tight, chatting away absent-mindedly on our phones endlessly, doors and windows of our homes closed, shutting out the outside world, even the sweet chirping of a bird, or a child’s laughter. We have become so disconnected....... body to body, heart to heart, face to face, smile to smile.... and we have become reliant completely on technology to do the connecting for us.... but it is failing us in the big picture, because it lacks the personal connection that is so vital to the thriving of life… the touch of a caring hand upon our skin, the glint of love for you, you see in someone’s eye… the thrill of the skip of a beat of your heart, when you find that special someone.. these touches of spirit cannot be replaced mechanically or technologically… period! And we suffer greatly under the belief and behavior of this retarded thinking. Why do you think going home to “mom” remains such a dominant concept of comfort, touching, hugging, loving and caring… in a physical state.
It is all backwards and that is our ignorance!
Vibrational Frequencies ~ Cosmic Healing
We know that everything is made of energy. We know that our food provides us with energy and that our bodies work on micro-electricity that is an electrically magnetic vibrational frequency. Our body’s biochemistry transforms the energy from the food we eat into useable energy our body in turn uses to function. It would make sense that the higher the frequency of the food we eat, the more energy we are consuming. If we begin to see food “value” in terms of frequency, we are more likely to be attracted to food that has a higher frequency or is more of a “whole living” food. Canned, process foods have virtually no frequency value. Likewise with highly processed and fast foods. It is really that simple. The more processed, the less life left within, the lower the frequency, the less energy we can convert from it. There is less vitality derived because there is less vitality to begin with.
The same goes with other things that we surround our bodies with. The overall frequency of our bodies can be influenced and raised by using pure essential oils that have very high frequencies. By applying them to our bodies, we can influence the frequencies in the body’s tissues. It is the same with water, and its frequency is dependent on its source. The more processed, the lower the frequency. Pure natural spring water has a very high frequency. In addition, keeping our bodies hydrated helps to prevent static electrical charges from being able to collect in the body and stay for any period of time. A hydrated system helps to conduct any electricity that does get within and discharge it easily. This is no different than when the atmosphere gets dry in the autumn and there is an increase of “static charges” in the air and we get shocked when we touch something. The more dried out anything is, the more electricity is able to accumulate. Is it any co-incidence that we are seeing more and more bottled water being consumed? This isn’t just a response to our degrading water supplies.
We can influence our environment’s frequency as well by using ionizers, crystals, essential oil diffusers, and burning beeswax candles. These molecules, put into the air can help to illuminate elements of lower frequencies in addition to reducing electrical charges. We can also shift the overall vibration of an environment by adding lighting, natural or otherwise, and using colors throughout all the textures of that particular environment.
Colors and vibrational frequencies resonate with the different chakras or energy centers of the body. We can test this out by closing our eyes and listening to a single tone to see where we feel it vibrate or resonate within our body. It is that simple.
Each chakra resonates with a specific frequency of vibration, color, sound and symbol. There are many things that can affect the resonate vibrations of the chakras like the sounds of music, drums, chants, mantras, voice and the energetic vibrations of colors and gemstones. The colors that resonate with the various chakras are the colors of the rainbow. Red vibrates with the first or “root” chakra, orange with the second, yellow for the “solar plexus” or third, green for the fourth or “heart”, light blue for the “throat” or fifth, indigo for the sixth, the “third eye”, and violet for the “crown” or seventh. It is from here we get clichés like “yellowbellied coward”, “green with envy”, and the association of purple with the highest or royal.
Each chakra needs to be able to function at the proper frequency independently and in unison with the whole system. Each needs to be unblocked, balanced, energized and spinning properly in order to regulate the body’s internal energetic systems. The chakras act as spinning wheels or “fans” that help to spin out energies that are absorbed into the body and are unwanted, and do not add to the overall higher vibrational quality of life. When all the chakras are balanced, clear and working together, the entire resonate frequency of the body is elevated, this in turn, raises the quality of health and well-being in all the body’s systems; physical, mental, emotional, spiritual and karmic. We do have the ability to raise these fundamental vibrations in order to improve the quality of our lives. This being understood, it is easier to begin to make choices to move towards a higher vibrational frequency…. plain and simple!
In addition, each of the body’s organs has their own resident vibrational frequency that can be measured in megahertz (MHz). The average core frequency is 68-75 MHz for healthy functioning. The frequencies of food can be measured, and it becomes very clear to see that if we are eating foods of a low frequency then we will be taking in less than it takes to maintain the overall vibrational frequency of approximately 70 MHz, and our bodies will drop into an energy deficit. A “Big Mac” hamburger has only 5 MHz; it takes more energy to digest it than its energy “value” gives us to begin with. Again, it is that simple.
If our bodies are not getting enough high frequency energy, then we do not have what it takes to keep the body functioning at its highest efficiency, the body will begin to slow and more toxic waste will build up, the less healthy we feel, we begin a more rapid decline into aging. The body is not getting enough energy to keep things running at its normal high vibrational levels, and dis-ease begins to set in. It is like trying to run your car without fuel and the proper lubrications. If you do not put in the proper fuels, then the parts are not going to work smoothly, either independently or all together as one whole machine.
We could say the same about the condition of the overall health and well-being of our Great Mother Earth…. it is exactly the same principals, and our bodies become microcosms of the planet. Garbage in equals garbage out!
We all know that eating fresh fruits and vegetables is very healthy for several reasons, but mostly, we are eating a living food, that has the highest frequencies. A rose has the highest vibrational frequency at 320 MHz. When we smell a rose or apply its oil to our body, we then add this frequency to our own and the overall frequency of our body will be raised, and we will feel better because of it. When we raise the vibrational frequency of the body, our mood, our ability to think clearly, and all other systems of the body will function at a higher, more efficient level, and the total quality of life will improve. This can happen in a matter of minutes in some cases, depending on what is applied to or consumed by the body. The changes can be that rapid.
The source of all energy, the force of life, in our solar system is the Sun. No matter that we would give plants water and necessary nutrients, without the Sun’s energy they will soon die. Most life as we know it cannot live without the energy of the Sun. The light of the Sun is made of seven visible bands of color, and two that are invisible, each of which has a different frequency. In India, this life force is called “prana”, the Chinese call it “chi” and the Japanese refer to it as “ki”. Regardless of the name, it is the sustaining force of biological life… it is the “Father”, the Sun, the “Holy Spirit”!
In San Francisco, certain interior decorators have worked with color therapy in hospitals and the overall conditions have improved. .Children with a particular illness, were “bombarded” with the particular color that was associated with the area of the body that was dis-eased and their overall conditions improved. Color therapy has been employed in schools through the use of full spectrum lighting and what was found was remarkable. The children’s cognitive skills and abilities to stay focused increased, with a subsequent rise in their overall grade scores.
For one capable of seeing the energy force that emanates from the body, waves of energy are seen in various colors. This is called the “aura”. It is clearly understood that poor diet, lack of exercise, and emotional anxiety sap our life force biologically. When this biological energy becomes low our immune systems are weakened and disease that has a much lower vibrational frequency, can invade the body.
The chakras can also be energized using the appropriate gemstones. This balances a person’s vibrational rate and increases the biological energy levels. Opening the chakras accelerates emotional, physical, and spiritual development and can lead to developing higher states of consciousness.
Gems contain wavelengths of cosmic color, just as the Sun’s rays contain pure life force. It is important to know that gems must be untreated by man, except for cutting and polishing to have any effect whatsoever. Increasing specific wavelengths of vibrations of light is the basis for gemstone therapy. Gemstones are transmitters of electromagnetic energy; they do this by absorption and reflection of light frequencies. The electromagnetic energy emanating from the gemstone reacts with the electromagnetic energy of the body to produce certain very specific effects. Gemstone potency will never diminish, and you will have the stone for your entire lifetime, bringing increased positive influence into your life and counteracting negative forces to a great degree.
We can induce Delta, Alpha or Theta brain waves, through massage or movement, like that which a mother does to rock her child to sleep; these are the most important frequencies for healing. Delta waves are 0.1-3.2 megahertz, or cycles per second, and heal pain; they induce deep relaxation and sleep. Theta waves pulse at 3.2-7.8 megahertz; exist while dreaming, in deep meditative trance, or under hypnosis and are used to heal trauma. Alpha waves pulse at 7.8-14 megahertz and heal by creating an internal balancing. Beta waves pulse at 14-25 megahertz; are of an invigorating nature and help us to keep ourselves balanced with our external world circumstances. High Beta waves are over 25 cycles per second and are never used in healing, as they can produce high anxiety, panic attacks or schizophrenia.
Gem therapy combined with a common sense approach to better diet, exercise, and attitude of life has shown to be a most wonderful tool for healing. The Indian scriptures called the “Vedas” contain the most complete descriptions, practical and scientific knowledge, of gemstones.
We need to learn to be proactive in our health care. If we use vibrational frequency therapy, we can work prophylactically to insure our health and well-being. It is very easy to understand how energy works when we shift our perspective in terms of vibrational frequencies. If we begin to view our world in this fashion, it will be much easier and simpler to make better choices for optimum overall health and well-being for all. It is very important to begin to realize what we surround ourselves with. The total complete energetic vibration of our environment is very important, much more so that we ever put any thought or energy towards. If we start to pay attention to the frequencies in the surroundings we find ourselves in, we can influence our lives for the better, with little effort at all…. and this, can be of instantaneous relief!
The same goes with other things that we surround our bodies with. The overall frequency of our bodies can be influenced and raised by using pure essential oils that have very high frequencies. By applying them to our bodies, we can influence the frequencies in the body’s tissues. It is the same with water, and its frequency is dependent on its source. The more processed, the lower the frequency. Pure natural spring water has a very high frequency. In addition, keeping our bodies hydrated helps to prevent static electrical charges from being able to collect in the body and stay for any period of time. A hydrated system helps to conduct any electricity that does get within and discharge it easily. This is no different than when the atmosphere gets dry in the autumn and there is an increase of “static charges” in the air and we get shocked when we touch something. The more dried out anything is, the more electricity is able to accumulate. Is it any co-incidence that we are seeing more and more bottled water being consumed? This isn’t just a response to our degrading water supplies.
We can influence our environment’s frequency as well by using ionizers, crystals, essential oil diffusers, and burning beeswax candles. These molecules, put into the air can help to illuminate elements of lower frequencies in addition to reducing electrical charges. We can also shift the overall vibration of an environment by adding lighting, natural or otherwise, and using colors throughout all the textures of that particular environment.
Colors and vibrational frequencies resonate with the different chakras or energy centers of the body. We can test this out by closing our eyes and listening to a single tone to see where we feel it vibrate or resonate within our body. It is that simple.
Each chakra resonates with a specific frequency of vibration, color, sound and symbol. There are many things that can affect the resonate vibrations of the chakras like the sounds of music, drums, chants, mantras, voice and the energetic vibrations of colors and gemstones. The colors that resonate with the various chakras are the colors of the rainbow. Red vibrates with the first or “root” chakra, orange with the second, yellow for the “solar plexus” or third, green for the fourth or “heart”, light blue for the “throat” or fifth, indigo for the sixth, the “third eye”, and violet for the “crown” or seventh. It is from here we get clichés like “yellowbellied coward”, “green with envy”, and the association of purple with the highest or royal.
Each chakra needs to be able to function at the proper frequency independently and in unison with the whole system. Each needs to be unblocked, balanced, energized and spinning properly in order to regulate the body’s internal energetic systems. The chakras act as spinning wheels or “fans” that help to spin out energies that are absorbed into the body and are unwanted, and do not add to the overall higher vibrational quality of life. When all the chakras are balanced, clear and working together, the entire resonate frequency of the body is elevated, this in turn, raises the quality of health and well-being in all the body’s systems; physical, mental, emotional, spiritual and karmic. We do have the ability to raise these fundamental vibrations in order to improve the quality of our lives. This being understood, it is easier to begin to make choices to move towards a higher vibrational frequency…. plain and simple!
In addition, each of the body’s organs has their own resident vibrational frequency that can be measured in megahertz (MHz). The average core frequency is 68-75 MHz for healthy functioning. The frequencies of food can be measured, and it becomes very clear to see that if we are eating foods of a low frequency then we will be taking in less than it takes to maintain the overall vibrational frequency of approximately 70 MHz, and our bodies will drop into an energy deficit. A “Big Mac” hamburger has only 5 MHz; it takes more energy to digest it than its energy “value” gives us to begin with. Again, it is that simple.
If our bodies are not getting enough high frequency energy, then we do not have what it takes to keep the body functioning at its highest efficiency, the body will begin to slow and more toxic waste will build up, the less healthy we feel, we begin a more rapid decline into aging. The body is not getting enough energy to keep things running at its normal high vibrational levels, and dis-ease begins to set in. It is like trying to run your car without fuel and the proper lubrications. If you do not put in the proper fuels, then the parts are not going to work smoothly, either independently or all together as one whole machine.
We could say the same about the condition of the overall health and well-being of our Great Mother Earth…. it is exactly the same principals, and our bodies become microcosms of the planet. Garbage in equals garbage out!
We all know that eating fresh fruits and vegetables is very healthy for several reasons, but mostly, we are eating a living food, that has the highest frequencies. A rose has the highest vibrational frequency at 320 MHz. When we smell a rose or apply its oil to our body, we then add this frequency to our own and the overall frequency of our body will be raised, and we will feel better because of it. When we raise the vibrational frequency of the body, our mood, our ability to think clearly, and all other systems of the body will function at a higher, more efficient level, and the total quality of life will improve. This can happen in a matter of minutes in some cases, depending on what is applied to or consumed by the body. The changes can be that rapid.
The source of all energy, the force of life, in our solar system is the Sun. No matter that we would give plants water and necessary nutrients, without the Sun’s energy they will soon die. Most life as we know it cannot live without the energy of the Sun. The light of the Sun is made of seven visible bands of color, and two that are invisible, each of which has a different frequency. In India, this life force is called “prana”, the Chinese call it “chi” and the Japanese refer to it as “ki”. Regardless of the name, it is the sustaining force of biological life… it is the “Father”, the Sun, the “Holy Spirit”!
In San Francisco, certain interior decorators have worked with color therapy in hospitals and the overall conditions have improved. .Children with a particular illness, were “bombarded” with the particular color that was associated with the area of the body that was dis-eased and their overall conditions improved. Color therapy has been employed in schools through the use of full spectrum lighting and what was found was remarkable. The children’s cognitive skills and abilities to stay focused increased, with a subsequent rise in their overall grade scores.
For one capable of seeing the energy force that emanates from the body, waves of energy are seen in various colors. This is called the “aura”. It is clearly understood that poor diet, lack of exercise, and emotional anxiety sap our life force biologically. When this biological energy becomes low our immune systems are weakened and disease that has a much lower vibrational frequency, can invade the body.
The chakras can also be energized using the appropriate gemstones. This balances a person’s vibrational rate and increases the biological energy levels. Opening the chakras accelerates emotional, physical, and spiritual development and can lead to developing higher states of consciousness.
Gems contain wavelengths of cosmic color, just as the Sun’s rays contain pure life force. It is important to know that gems must be untreated by man, except for cutting and polishing to have any effect whatsoever. Increasing specific wavelengths of vibrations of light is the basis for gemstone therapy. Gemstones are transmitters of electromagnetic energy; they do this by absorption and reflection of light frequencies. The electromagnetic energy emanating from the gemstone reacts with the electromagnetic energy of the body to produce certain very specific effects. Gemstone potency will never diminish, and you will have the stone for your entire lifetime, bringing increased positive influence into your life and counteracting negative forces to a great degree.
We can induce Delta, Alpha or Theta brain waves, through massage or movement, like that which a mother does to rock her child to sleep; these are the most important frequencies for healing. Delta waves are 0.1-3.2 megahertz, or cycles per second, and heal pain; they induce deep relaxation and sleep. Theta waves pulse at 3.2-7.8 megahertz; exist while dreaming, in deep meditative trance, or under hypnosis and are used to heal trauma. Alpha waves pulse at 7.8-14 megahertz and heal by creating an internal balancing. Beta waves pulse at 14-25 megahertz; are of an invigorating nature and help us to keep ourselves balanced with our external world circumstances. High Beta waves are over 25 cycles per second and are never used in healing, as they can produce high anxiety, panic attacks or schizophrenia.
Gem therapy combined with a common sense approach to better diet, exercise, and attitude of life has shown to be a most wonderful tool for healing. The Indian scriptures called the “Vedas” contain the most complete descriptions, practical and scientific knowledge, of gemstones.
We need to learn to be proactive in our health care. If we use vibrational frequency therapy, we can work prophylactically to insure our health and well-being. It is very easy to understand how energy works when we shift our perspective in terms of vibrational frequencies. If we begin to view our world in this fashion, it will be much easier and simpler to make better choices for optimum overall health and well-being for all. It is very important to begin to realize what we surround ourselves with. The total complete energetic vibration of our environment is very important, much more so that we ever put any thought or energy towards. If we start to pay attention to the frequencies in the surroundings we find ourselves in, we can influence our lives for the better, with little effort at all…. and this, can be of instantaneous relief!
Singular “Soulprint” ~ we all have one
We, each and every human being, have a singular “soulprint”. A “soulprint” is just like a fingerprint. Just as each and every human being has an individual and unique fingerprint, as do they have a soulprint.
The soulprint is your own personal unique vibration or collection of vibrations that make up the symphony that is your unique spirit. Your spirit, your personality, is the sum of the collection of vibrations you have taken in, absorbed through all the experiences of your lifetime, the vibrations of our environment, and prior lifetime carry-overs or lessons, still unlearned. The vibrations from the carry-overs that had been imprinted on your soul experience in prior lifetimes remain imprinted if unresolved, and stay with that spirit as that spirit comes again into another lifetime to look for resolution. Once resolved, the karmic loop gets closed, becomes a smooth loop in the fabric of the karmic or Akashic record…. and we can let it go and move on. Our spirit gets lighter each time a lesson is learned…. and we ascend higher and higher in our personal soulprint or spiritual vibration, into eventual intended enlightenment.
We become shaped by the experiences we have in each lifetime. The more Earthly lifetimes we have had, the more “character shaping” has taken place and we end up with people being born who are a sum total of all the many lifetimes of soul or character shaping all carried over into the present lifetime. Thus we often see individuals who seem to possess a natural affinity for nearly everything they touch…. as if they somehow just seem to gracefully know how to move through the world and create positive with everything they endeavor to do. They have absorbed and learned so much in so many lifetimes that they just seem to know how to do just about any and everything. If you look deeply enough, you will see a subtle spiritual grace in these beings. It may not be ever presently apparent, especially in individuals who have a tendency to mis-behave…. look more closely at “who” is really inside.
When we spend time getting to know someone, especially someone like the person we believe to be soul mate, we become thoroughly acquainted with just who that person is. We come to know their personality, their spirit, their soul vibration or soulprint. Individuals who we consider to be our soul mates are those who resonate with similar vibrations to our personal vibration and this is what is referred to as chemistry between two individuals.
Many people have made claims they felt a certain loved one who had passed on, nearby. We pick up their vibration or soulprint and can feel their presence. This is not an illusion or delusion. This is very real. We are sensing them because they are there. They are very much there, however on the other side of our reality in an expansive multidimensional space ….. what many would refer to as an alternate dimension.
Animals seem to have an affinity for sensing these subtle vibrations and can often see and/or hear the presence of etheric beings. We would do well to pay attention, we might learn something from them.
The soulprint is your own personal unique vibration or collection of vibrations that make up the symphony that is your unique spirit. Your spirit, your personality, is the sum of the collection of vibrations you have taken in, absorbed through all the experiences of your lifetime, the vibrations of our environment, and prior lifetime carry-overs or lessons, still unlearned. The vibrations from the carry-overs that had been imprinted on your soul experience in prior lifetimes remain imprinted if unresolved, and stay with that spirit as that spirit comes again into another lifetime to look for resolution. Once resolved, the karmic loop gets closed, becomes a smooth loop in the fabric of the karmic or Akashic record…. and we can let it go and move on. Our spirit gets lighter each time a lesson is learned…. and we ascend higher and higher in our personal soulprint or spiritual vibration, into eventual intended enlightenment.
We become shaped by the experiences we have in each lifetime. The more Earthly lifetimes we have had, the more “character shaping” has taken place and we end up with people being born who are a sum total of all the many lifetimes of soul or character shaping all carried over into the present lifetime. Thus we often see individuals who seem to possess a natural affinity for nearly everything they touch…. as if they somehow just seem to gracefully know how to move through the world and create positive with everything they endeavor to do. They have absorbed and learned so much in so many lifetimes that they just seem to know how to do just about any and everything. If you look deeply enough, you will see a subtle spiritual grace in these beings. It may not be ever presently apparent, especially in individuals who have a tendency to mis-behave…. look more closely at “who” is really inside.
When we spend time getting to know someone, especially someone like the person we believe to be soul mate, we become thoroughly acquainted with just who that person is. We come to know their personality, their spirit, their soul vibration or soulprint. Individuals who we consider to be our soul mates are those who resonate with similar vibrations to our personal vibration and this is what is referred to as chemistry between two individuals.
Many people have made claims they felt a certain loved one who had passed on, nearby. We pick up their vibration or soulprint and can feel their presence. This is not an illusion or delusion. This is very real. We are sensing them because they are there. They are very much there, however on the other side of our reality in an expansive multidimensional space ….. what many would refer to as an alternate dimension.
Animals seem to have an affinity for sensing these subtle vibrations and can often see and/or hear the presence of etheric beings. We would do well to pay attention, we might learn something from them.
The Indigo Kids ~ a hundred years late
There has been talk within the last ten years or so about the “Indigo” children. There have been some wonderful books written on them and I highly recommend that every parent and teacher read “The Indigo Children” by Lee Carroll & Jan Tober. We are just now realizing these children, but we are a hundred years late. The “Indigo Children” started coming in at the time of the turn of the twentieth century, 1900s. That was when the Industrial Revolution began and we started building machines of mass creation and unfortunately, destruction. This was the dawn of the “Golden Age”, or so it was supposed to be. These “Indigos” were the next step up in human evolution and were coming up with all kinds of new revolutionary ideas in efforts to “turn wheels of the times” hopefully steering towards the “light”. But the battles between good and evil raged on in many aspects of life.
We continued through time and about 1950, when we had were deeply entrenched in creating massive warring factions, the “Amethyst” children arrived and again were another step up the evolutionary ladder. Evolution was speeding up, to counter the ‘darker forces’ that were rising up on the planet. The purple “flower” children came in and created a tide of peace and love, scattering and planting their “seeds” of these “visions” deeply in the rawness of the times. They sang and danced, jumped up and down and hollered for a better way, to get back to the Earth and all Her beautiful little “flowers” in loving fashion. The corrupt governments stomped all over the pretty flowers, with plans to continue to “bomb the hell out of ‘em”!
Things continue along and war after war ensues…. and we arrive at the turn of the new millennium. Things that should have happened ten years ago did not, and now we are “behind the times” being pushed to the brink of our own possible extinction. I suppose this is one way to get rid of all the darkness and corruption of the Original Intention of Spirit upon birth of this great creation we call “Life” on Earth. We are still not seeing what is happening on the grand scale.
So here come the “crystalline” or “rainbow” children. Once again, they are the next step up the evolutionary ladder. They are brighter, smarter, and instinctually brilliant, often very gifted with a talent or several. We are just getting around to calling them the “Indigo Children” but we have evolved way past that.
What does “Indigo”, “Amethyst” and “Crystalline” mean? It means that these spirits or souls are resonating with a higher and higher vibrational frequency; they are resonating with the upper three chakras of the human body… they are becoming “enlightened” and the faster they become enlightened with higher frequencies, the faster they evolve, their minds and hearts open to receive all of Spirit’s messages and signs. Everything is accelerating, for everyone! This is why things are so intense at this period in time. We are in an accelerated “time dimension” and we are, in response to this, having to catch up and learn our life lessons very rapidly for our subsequent “enlightenment”. This is happening, it is real, and no one will escape this. There is a vast ‘spiritual wave’ that has been beginning to move across the planet, it is speeding up and it will “hit” everyone. Hopefully, it will awaken everyone fast enough to outrun the current continuing destruction.
The “crystalline” children are here and they are literally little angel spirits, I have seen their auras with spiritual wings. They have big eyes; windows into their beautiful, radiant souls….. see them! They already know things before they are taught. They often will have an extraordinary talent, often at a very young age. These children are amazing, and come in with an inner wisdom that we need to recognize and honor. They are the leaders of the future; and we need to let them lead. It is now going to be the world according to “the Angels”…. with no time to waste!
The crises of the times are calling for all Angels to be on “deck”, and they are rushing in. I have had many experiences with the presence of these beings, in bodies, and without. Believe me, they are real.
We continued through time and about 1950, when we had were deeply entrenched in creating massive warring factions, the “Amethyst” children arrived and again were another step up the evolutionary ladder. Evolution was speeding up, to counter the ‘darker forces’ that were rising up on the planet. The purple “flower” children came in and created a tide of peace and love, scattering and planting their “seeds” of these “visions” deeply in the rawness of the times. They sang and danced, jumped up and down and hollered for a better way, to get back to the Earth and all Her beautiful little “flowers” in loving fashion. The corrupt governments stomped all over the pretty flowers, with plans to continue to “bomb the hell out of ‘em”!
Things continue along and war after war ensues…. and we arrive at the turn of the new millennium. Things that should have happened ten years ago did not, and now we are “behind the times” being pushed to the brink of our own possible extinction. I suppose this is one way to get rid of all the darkness and corruption of the Original Intention of Spirit upon birth of this great creation we call “Life” on Earth. We are still not seeing what is happening on the grand scale.
So here come the “crystalline” or “rainbow” children. Once again, they are the next step up the evolutionary ladder. They are brighter, smarter, and instinctually brilliant, often very gifted with a talent or several. We are just getting around to calling them the “Indigo Children” but we have evolved way past that.
What does “Indigo”, “Amethyst” and “Crystalline” mean? It means that these spirits or souls are resonating with a higher and higher vibrational frequency; they are resonating with the upper three chakras of the human body… they are becoming “enlightened” and the faster they become enlightened with higher frequencies, the faster they evolve, their minds and hearts open to receive all of Spirit’s messages and signs. Everything is accelerating, for everyone! This is why things are so intense at this period in time. We are in an accelerated “time dimension” and we are, in response to this, having to catch up and learn our life lessons very rapidly for our subsequent “enlightenment”. This is happening, it is real, and no one will escape this. There is a vast ‘spiritual wave’ that has been beginning to move across the planet, it is speeding up and it will “hit” everyone. Hopefully, it will awaken everyone fast enough to outrun the current continuing destruction.
The “crystalline” children are here and they are literally little angel spirits, I have seen their auras with spiritual wings. They have big eyes; windows into their beautiful, radiant souls….. see them! They already know things before they are taught. They often will have an extraordinary talent, often at a very young age. These children are amazing, and come in with an inner wisdom that we need to recognize and honor. They are the leaders of the future; and we need to let them lead. It is now going to be the world according to “the Angels”…. with no time to waste!
The crises of the times are calling for all Angels to be on “deck”, and they are rushing in. I have had many experiences with the presence of these beings, in bodies, and without. Believe me, they are real.
the garden ~ a collection of reflective musings inspired by visits to a small garden
Pause for a moment..... Take a deep Breath
Gaze at the wonderment....and feel refreshed
Natures blessings are many....
and Our Mother Earth will provide
if you will pause for a moment....stop here in your stride
The flowers are plentiful....here for your pleasure
Spirits and Divas dancing round all their treasure
Be very still....You may be surprised...
You may even catch a glimpse of a tiny sprite rise
Natures beauty is a mirror, reflecting back to us
For your heart to be full ~ seeing is a must
So pause for a moment,
Bathe your ears, nose and eyes
Take a moment of pleasure
in the Mothers Glory devised
~
Just Breathe
~ Welcome . . . to My Garden!
Our gardens reflect so much of who we are. Or, is it that the plant world bears, upon closer inspection, a closer resemblance to us humans than most are really willing to see?
One evening, while sitting in the summers gentle evening breeze, I shared a conversation with the man I am loving about his little garden. We talked about the plants there and what his vision was of this little garden...what work needed to be done, what plants he liked...and he welcomed my help in his little garden.
The man I am loving lives alone in a small but cozy space with a small rolling mound, approximately 10 feet by 16 feet, of earth as the front yard. The thing that first catches ones eye is the lush sprawling bougainvillea, with its bursts of passionate pink blossoms at the end of each gracefully arching branch. They seem to say Come here, I am a thing of beauty in this barren landscape and I can offer you my passion if you are willing to look more closely. As I view it, yes, all that magnificent beauty is there on the outside, showy and bright, but if you are willing to look a little closer, each bloom, each manifestation holds a surprise inside in the form of three pistils that will burst open into three tiny little white flowers that each have five little hearts and five little swords for their petals (the numbers three and five being magical for many reasons). Furthermore, there is the deeper essence of the whole plant, called the diva that speaks of the entire plants qualities, its ability to re-create over and over again and its deeper mysterious beauty. This is what speaks to me. This bougainvillea speaks of its sweeping, graceful branches, of its sprawling wildness, its rippled leaves. It speaks of its occasional thorn that it uses for protection against anyone who would choose to not approach it with care and loving tenderness. This is what speaks to my heart as I gently lift up its branches and pick out the fallen debris from underneath. Ironically, this plant resides right smack-dab in front of the door of the home of the man I am loving.
Around this beauty of a plant, lays barren dead weeds, the past years wildness and waste. What is still living, if that is what you would choose to call it, are the remnants of three rose bushes, the plant of love and romance; some French lavender, a plant for soothing restoration, protection and purification; and some very sad lantana with a pungent aroma that speaks of its once present vitality. However, I have come prepared to clear away the old and make some space for some newness to be invited in. I have come prepared, with a few good, reliable tools, to dig down deep; my hands plunged into the work, to pick through it all until the deeper beauty can again be seen.
As I begin to clear away, the plants begin to talk to me and they all say, dont give up, there is still a part of me that is alive, and can grow and re-create into beauty again...can you see me? Yes, I see it. So I listen carefully.... and I watch more carefully still. I begin with the first and smallest rosebush. At first glance the whole appears hopeless, but as I begin to cut away gently, what appears not worth attention, also bears a tender inside. I watch and I listen even more closely. There is more life here after all. It is just that all this old debris needs to be cleared away. This life needs some attention and nourishment, food for its core essence and some water for its thirst, to thrive again. And roses, known for their beauty but sharp thorns.... this rosebush did not prick me once with its thorns in objection of my attentiveness.
As I continue my work, I notice the dryness.... it is all so parched, so thirsty..... all of its ability to recreate, all of its juiciness, gone! Even the emptied snail shells are a testament to this dryness. They were once moist and juicy too. And I found that the Bermuda grass, most often the toughest garden foe, gave up its fight fairly easily in such dryness.
I came here today to think, about my life, about my happiness now, at this moment, working in this garden, with the earth, with this man. Working in the garden has always helped me to reflect and find my answers. I came here to think and to work and instead, to my surprise, I was inspired. I was inspired to love this garden, and to love my life. I was inspired to love this man even more, and I was inspired to write this little story.... But even though it is a little story, it is a good story. It is a story of richness and abundance. It is a story of restoration, re-creation and renewal. It is a story that grew up out of this tiny garden with hearts at the center for petals. It is a good story. It is a good garden....and the man I love is a good man. They all just need a little attention, a little work, a little patience, a little space.... and a little caring to thrive again.
Before I left this time, I took an empty bottle of the favorite beer of the man I am loving, that was filled with buts and I shook them all out, gave it a good swish of fresh water to wash away the residue and I set it on his threshold with a sprig of the bougainvilleas showy blooms. They beckon, look more deeply at what is here waiting for you...look at what I harvested today, this 7th day of autumn. This man will get the message for his heart and soul are also of this garden. You just have to look a little more deeply within him to see it.
So this garden that sits in front of the house of the man I am loving... this tiny garden, trusted and welcomed my care and taught me much today. This garden is very much like the man I am loving.
Ive only spent a little time there so far, and maybe I will go back tomorrow. But if not, I can already see and am happy with the difference. I am happy with the fruits of my labors and what I harvested today. I am happy with this garden, this life, this work, and this man.
So, do our gardens reflect us or do we reflect our gardens? ........... I think so.
Gaze at the wonderment....and feel refreshed
Natures blessings are many....
and Our Mother Earth will provide
if you will pause for a moment....stop here in your stride
The flowers are plentiful....here for your pleasure
Spirits and Divas dancing round all their treasure
Be very still....You may be surprised...
You may even catch a glimpse of a tiny sprite rise
Natures beauty is a mirror, reflecting back to us
For your heart to be full ~ seeing is a must
So pause for a moment,
Bathe your ears, nose and eyes
Take a moment of pleasure
in the Mothers Glory devised
~
Just Breathe
~ Welcome . . . to My Garden!
Our gardens reflect so much of who we are. Or, is it that the plant world bears, upon closer inspection, a closer resemblance to us humans than most are really willing to see?
One evening, while sitting in the summers gentle evening breeze, I shared a conversation with the man I am loving about his little garden. We talked about the plants there and what his vision was of this little garden...what work needed to be done, what plants he liked...and he welcomed my help in his little garden.
The man I am loving lives alone in a small but cozy space with a small rolling mound, approximately 10 feet by 16 feet, of earth as the front yard. The thing that first catches ones eye is the lush sprawling bougainvillea, with its bursts of passionate pink blossoms at the end of each gracefully arching branch. They seem to say Come here, I am a thing of beauty in this barren landscape and I can offer you my passion if you are willing to look more closely. As I view it, yes, all that magnificent beauty is there on the outside, showy and bright, but if you are willing to look a little closer, each bloom, each manifestation holds a surprise inside in the form of three pistils that will burst open into three tiny little white flowers that each have five little hearts and five little swords for their petals (the numbers three and five being magical for many reasons). Furthermore, there is the deeper essence of the whole plant, called the diva that speaks of the entire plants qualities, its ability to re-create over and over again and its deeper mysterious beauty. This is what speaks to me. This bougainvillea speaks of its sweeping, graceful branches, of its sprawling wildness, its rippled leaves. It speaks of its occasional thorn that it uses for protection against anyone who would choose to not approach it with care and loving tenderness. This is what speaks to my heart as I gently lift up its branches and pick out the fallen debris from underneath. Ironically, this plant resides right smack-dab in front of the door of the home of the man I am loving.
Around this beauty of a plant, lays barren dead weeds, the past years wildness and waste. What is still living, if that is what you would choose to call it, are the remnants of three rose bushes, the plant of love and romance; some French lavender, a plant for soothing restoration, protection and purification; and some very sad lantana with a pungent aroma that speaks of its once present vitality. However, I have come prepared to clear away the old and make some space for some newness to be invited in. I have come prepared, with a few good, reliable tools, to dig down deep; my hands plunged into the work, to pick through it all until the deeper beauty can again be seen.
As I begin to clear away, the plants begin to talk to me and they all say, dont give up, there is still a part of me that is alive, and can grow and re-create into beauty again...can you see me? Yes, I see it. So I listen carefully.... and I watch more carefully still. I begin with the first and smallest rosebush. At first glance the whole appears hopeless, but as I begin to cut away gently, what appears not worth attention, also bears a tender inside. I watch and I listen even more closely. There is more life here after all. It is just that all this old debris needs to be cleared away. This life needs some attention and nourishment, food for its core essence and some water for its thirst, to thrive again. And roses, known for their beauty but sharp thorns.... this rosebush did not prick me once with its thorns in objection of my attentiveness.
As I continue my work, I notice the dryness.... it is all so parched, so thirsty..... all of its ability to recreate, all of its juiciness, gone! Even the emptied snail shells are a testament to this dryness. They were once moist and juicy too. And I found that the Bermuda grass, most often the toughest garden foe, gave up its fight fairly easily in such dryness.
I came here today to think, about my life, about my happiness now, at this moment, working in this garden, with the earth, with this man. Working in the garden has always helped me to reflect and find my answers. I came here to think and to work and instead, to my surprise, I was inspired. I was inspired to love this garden, and to love my life. I was inspired to love this man even more, and I was inspired to write this little story.... But even though it is a little story, it is a good story. It is a story of richness and abundance. It is a story of restoration, re-creation and renewal. It is a story that grew up out of this tiny garden with hearts at the center for petals. It is a good story. It is a good garden....and the man I love is a good man. They all just need a little attention, a little work, a little patience, a little space.... and a little caring to thrive again.
Before I left this time, I took an empty bottle of the favorite beer of the man I am loving, that was filled with buts and I shook them all out, gave it a good swish of fresh water to wash away the residue and I set it on his threshold with a sprig of the bougainvilleas showy blooms. They beckon, look more deeply at what is here waiting for you...look at what I harvested today, this 7th day of autumn. This man will get the message for his heart and soul are also of this garden. You just have to look a little more deeply within him to see it.
So this garden that sits in front of the house of the man I am loving... this tiny garden, trusted and welcomed my care and taught me much today. This garden is very much like the man I am loving.
Ive only spent a little time there so far, and maybe I will go back tomorrow. But if not, I can already see and am happy with the difference. I am happy with the fruits of my labors and what I harvested today. I am happy with this garden, this life, this work, and this man.
So, do our gardens reflect us or do we reflect our gardens? ........... I think so.
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