Fulfillment ~ "2023, a Year of Goodbyes"

Sunday, December 28, 2014

This is Good Shift

Our Thoughts and Actions Create Our Reality
We are in the midst of a consciousness shift.  Waves of energy - positive vs. negative, are being empowered and released resulting in groundswells of emotion.     The ebb and flow of the universe (Yin and Yang) is infinite.  It is and always will be.  This subtle energy has always been with us however, in the past, we weren't able to fully access or realize it but now it's being unsheathed for all to witness.

When we begin to realize, whether individually or collectively (and this is the ultimate goal) that what we do to one another, whether good or bad, has an affect on all of us, we will be at the beginning of understanding.

Humanity has always been connected it's just that we've been cocooned in a shroud of darkness (ignorance) and are now beginning to emerge into the light.

This world belongs to All of Us, not just a selected few.

And now it's time we stand up and claim what is rightfully ours (and has been since the Beginning).

Let us all bring in 2015 with a new sense of direction and purpose.




    

Monday, December 8, 2014

Murmurings


walking down to the mailbox this morning, I was overcome with feeling. 
   the wind was whispering softly through the pines that lined my path.  
as i continued walking, i felt an overwhelming sense that these pines were actually watching me.      
  they seemed to say 'good morning' in unison, as soft murmurs and sounds of rustling branches filled my ears.  
   i stopped and looked up...'good morning to you', i said.
at that moment, an awareness of all things being wholeall things being one, overcame me.
  at these moments nothing on earth matters because i've glimpsed what cannot be seen but can only be felt.
  even though these moments are fleeting, somehow the memories become embedded.  
but how can you reconcile these extraordinary insights with the stark and very dark reality (to many) known as everyday existence?  
  the reality that we rise, we eat, we live, we are.
the (possible) reality that today might be our last day on earth.
  the (possible) reality that someone, somewhere, will do us harm?
there is a unruly savagery to this planet - kill or be killed; the weak will perish, the strong will survive.
  it is inherent not only in the animal/plant kingdom, but also in human beings.    
how is it that we continue to watch hopelessly, helplessly as people are brutally subjugated, tortured and slaughtered across the world?  
  vehemently being denied their natural right to live freely?
where is the outcry?  i only hear silence.
how is it that human monsters continue to thrive, caring nothing about the well-being of those they serve,
  but serving only to terrorize, subjugate?  
why this constant tug of war between good and evil?
 who will win out?
will it be good?
  will it be evil?
what is good?
  what is evil?
we have groups of individuals in this world who are solely bent on wiping others out.
  was it always this way?
yes, but not to the extent that i'm personally sensing it at the present time.      
  there are people in this world who are so consumed by hate for those who will not convert nor subvert their wills, their very souls, into accepting an intolerable and twisted belief (a perverse version of who should live          
  and who should die) based solely on what that particular individual believes that they are:  
hoisting their flag of intolerance and hate and using declination to decapitate.
  did you or i give them permission to do this?
of course not yet they are actively engaged in usurping the will of people all over the planet and will  
  not hesitate to step on my body to get to yours.  
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think about where we (collectively) will all be fifty years from now.  
  it's not that far off.
is there really a global cabal that wishes only to enslave us all?
  to compartmentalize, dehumanize each and every one of us according to its deformed doctrine?
if so, are we willing to stand up to this rape of the human spirit, this cabal of contagion?
  their mayhem and lies are deceptively packaged.
if so, are we willing to stand up to and resist the attempts by those whose primary goal is subverting the very
 purpose of human existence which is to ultimately live together freely and harmoniously?
as one spirit. 

Worth More Than Silver and Gold


"If Only I Had a Little Humility, I'd Be Perfect" - Ted Turner
One of the greatest virtues in the world is Humility.  It quietly taps you on the shoulder and depending on your response, settles in, permeating your soul with a most Profound Understanding, a fervent and deep respect for all things.    

Humility never shouts; it never argues; it never accuses; it never seeks power and control; never angry or hostile; never seeks dominion over others.

Humility lifts people up.  Humility changes people's lives.

Humility brings you into contact with your True Being:
1.  You are not the center of the universe.
2.  You are not able to solve all your problems.
3.  You are an imperfect being with numerous shortcomings, faults and weaknesses.

As I journey through Life and discover new patterns that exist throughout nature and the universe, I marvel as I look up against a backdrop of pitch black sky dotted with a trillion twinkling stars, and see that smooth, gray silk ribbon effortlessly weaving its way across the heavens, a celestial tether that binds all of us together.

Humility is a profound force for when you realize that you are just a fragment of a much bigger Whole, that you do have a role to play while down here, it brings you to your knees in humbleness, asking for Wisdom and Guidance.

There are many who seek out Humility but are denied access, hobbled by the fortunes they have amassed, stymied by their Egos, the company they keep and special interests.











Mirror, Mirror on the Wall


The mirror holds the Key
Just use your Eyes to see
Look beyond the Face
Into that secret Trace
Deep within Your Well
There’s a Heaven
There’s a Hell
It can mimic
It can scheme
It can Taunt you in your dreams
The Truth before you
It’s all up to you
Put aside or Decide
The Path you will choose

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Remember

PEARL HARBOR DAY, DECEMBER 7, 1941 - A Day That Will Live in Infamy

Monday, December 1, 2014

Gone

I’m waiting for the cold to come
As Threads of Being long undone
The numbing frosty Bitter Sweet
Ice cold rain, mist Silver sleet
The frigid air
The somber sky
A silent Sentinel to my own demise
The Hawk and Owl  
On branch most high
Survey terrain with steely eyes
They call
No answer
For none will come
For I am somewhere
Here, now gone
The brain readdressing
Life breath effervescing
Body in a state of Grace
The look upon this lifeless face
As discarded orbs of Beauty lie
Heaped and tumbled in muted Sighs
The candle sputters  
Its wickered Glow
Reflected on the fragrant Bough
The ground slight trembles
As I settle in
This new found Vessel
A chambered bin
Alongside a next of Kin

Lost World

Innocence

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Sacrifice

http://www.wnd.com/2014/11/mom-sacrifices-own-life-to-save-miracle-baby/

Sling Shot


Yesterday was no ordinary day but a very perceptible, almost abrupt awareness that something had definitely changed, that a veil of some sort had been lifted.  I'm unsure what the catalyst was (if any) and why it came on just now, a realization striking rather quickly like the blade of a well-honed knife slicing effortlessly through a piece of material.

That something was my coming to grips with my own mortality.

When we are ushered into this world we tend to forget that this initiation, this first step, is the beginning of an ultimate finality.

We are loved and nurtured by our parents as we grow through infancy into adolescence and, ultimately, adulthood.  Growing up we harbor happy memories of birthday parties and good times, close friends, swimming classes, ballet and baseball.  We then find our soul mate and continue our journey.  But do we give any thought during this time to growing older?   I dare say, not.

 ~Infancy, Adolescence, Adulthood~  

Life throws many challenges at us whether it be coming home from war disabled and having to cope with a whole new set of circumstances, mustering the strength to overcome and keep going.   Or a newly divorced parent who is thrust into the role of being the sole provider and caregiver for his or her children.  Or learning how to be more flexible with your finances as you've just lost your job.  If I were to offer some advice and guidance on how to cope with Life it would be this:    

We aren't branded at birth as to who we will become as our destiny is all up to us.
Do not be afraid of difficulty for through difficulties we find the resolve to overcome, emerging stronger and with a new purpose, a new sense of direction.
Embrace Life and welcome its challenges for through these circumstances we are able to grow, finding out who and what we are truly made of. 
You are much stronger than you think you are.
When in doubt, pray.   

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Reflection

I wish everyone a Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving this November 27, 2014.  I ask for blessings to be heaped upon this great nation we live in. We tend to take so much for granted and are reminded, every so often, that life can be very fleeting.  That what we take for granted...safety and security, family, home, children, our religious freedoms, can be altered by events.  Sitting at the dining room table this morning I watched another beautiful sunrise.  Pink and purple, gold and bronze were the colors of the sky. Last night Abby and I sat under the Oak Tree and watched the sunset.  You could feel the warmth leaving and the cold starting to roll in.  Our fiery star slowly made its consummate descent in the western sky as its white gold sprays filtered through the trees, resulting in tiny golden droplets showering everything it touched.  We never know when it will be our last sunrise or sunset.  We never know when it will be our last "I love you."  Please take the time out of your busy days to reflect on how fortunate we are as a people, as a nation.   And, how can we make things even better, for all?  ~ God Bless.  

Friday, November 21, 2014

The Synarchist Fifth Column

Fifth Column is a group of people who undermine a larger group, such as a nation or a besieged city, from within. The activities of a Fifth Column can be overt or clandestine. Forces gathered in secret can mobilize when coordination with an external attack requires and extend even to uniformed military operations as part of a coordinated campaign. They can be clandestine, involving acts of sabotage, disinformation, or espionage executed within defense lines by secret sympathizers with an external force.

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wikipedia.org
http://www.larouchepub.com/other/2006/3323_france_fifth_column.html

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Magic Wand

Three of Wands, Gilded Tarot



"Happiness is not 
in the mere possession of money; 
it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort" 
~ Franklin D. Roosevelt













Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Time Lords



What does it mean we are our Brother's Keeper?  Does it mean that we're all responsible for each other?   If so, how?

Compassion, humility, forgiveness and most of all Love is what all of us are capable of.

When we decide to give to a charity; when we put someone's needs ahead of our own; when we pray for someone's healing; when we visit an elderly person in a nursing home; when we bake cookies for the new neighbors on the block; when we put our arms around someone and share their grief; when we feed the hungry; when we mentor and administer to those in prison, when we rail against corporate giants like Monsanto, who are shoving GMOs down our throats, not because they feel for the masses, but because of greed, these are all examples of being our Brother's Keeper.

This world is full of horror, savagery, brutality, cruelty and barbarism along with those entities who only know how to hate and annihilate.

But this world is also full of goodness and love.  

This goodness and love dwells in the hearts of men and only needs to be tapped.

When we continually feed something bad the end result is bad.  If, in turn, we feed something good we will end up with good.

If we all are truly accountable to and for one another then we need to rejoice in the fact that the more of us who act to make this world a better place, we will be slowing down and reversing the present cycle playing out across this planet thus making a better world for us all.

All for One and One for All.

Will it be possible for you to make a difference after you're gone?  Of course not.

The Time is Here.   The Time is Now.

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"It was Pride that changed Angels into Devils.  It is Humility that makes Men as Angels" ~
Saint Augustine 



Sunday, November 9, 2014

Alan Turing, The Father of Computing

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sponsored/culture/the-imitation-game/11158407/Alan-Turing-the-father-of-computing.html

Starseed

A dazzling fractal of stars forms a blanket over my head
Old friends whisper, "One day you will find your way
  back to us."  
The stirring of brittle brown leaves
  makes me weep
Once succulent, green and full of life
  they now lie discarded at my feet
The air is cold and crisp and biting
I pull my jacket closer around me, inviting
Listening to my Telepath
I weave amongst the well-trod lath
Up ahead lies a looming forest
Mysterious, deep and dark
It holds no fear for I know its bark
Many magical and wondrous things have
  happened here
Elves and Gnomes, Faeries and Sprites
  gather here all in the pale moonlight
This is a dense, deep, dark hidden realm
One that I know and oh, so well
Giggles and shouts of merriment and laughter
All gather here to meet with Enchanter
Mimicking and whistling they spin a new rhyme
Out of shadows steps The Enigmatic French Mime
Ivy and holly and mistletoe, too
All intertwined in the stately tall yew
The sweet morning dew that blankets the floor
In the morn we awake to hoarfrost and explore
What have the Urals to say?
Did they see many on their way?
The dancing lights
The many small people
Who soar around the tall, tall steeple
They live far away
They visit us often
Many are they from
am Rhein Ludwigshafen

Linkin Park - One Step Closer

http://youtu.be/fnarXCtrGvo

If you don't know about Linkin Park, you can watch them here.  One of the best groups, ever!

Narcissism

"Narcissus Staring at his Own Reflection", by Caravaggio 

How like man, when confronted with his failures and of his own making, puts the blame on others

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Cited for Feeding the Homeless - What is This World Coming To?

http://www.clickorlando.com/news/90yearold-florida-man-charged-for-feeding-homeless-again/29579226

RIP - Alexei Devotchenko

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/alexei-devotchenko-russian-actor-and-outspoken-putin-critic-found-dead-in-a-pool-of-blood-in-moscow-9842978.html

Monday, October 27, 2014

Well Spoken

http://youtu.be/ZJpT-8YH9yw
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This President and the Democratic Party, in lockstep with the Republican Party, have defaulted on their oath to the American People.

We are fast losing the last of The Greatest Generation, of which this honorable and gallant man is a spokesman, those defiant and courageous young Americans who fought in World War II.  

Stop the race-baiting; put an end to the hate mongering and the mob savagery that is now being reported in different towns and communities; stop being herded by those whose only motive in life is to amass for themselves more and more power, at the expense of  God fearing, law abiding Americans.

There is a battle underway for the very soul of this nation.  If you don't stand up for what you believe in then the direction this country is headed will be decided for you.  

Don't be one of those unaccounted for - MIA.    


Flare Up!


Since September 27, 2014 we have experienced eleven solar flares ranging in intensity from an M-6 to an X-3 and all compliments of Sunspot AR2192.   It's likely that more are on the way.  I urge you to keep abreast of these occurrences by signing up for the solar alert app at spaceweather.com.   

Time Waits for No One


To realize
The value of a sister/brother
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.
~~~ 
To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.
~~~ 
To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
Who has given birth to
A premature baby.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
 ~~~
To realize
The value of one second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.
~~~ 
Time waits for no one.
 ~~~
Treasure every moment you have.
 ~~~ 
To realize the value of a friend or family member:
 
LOSE ONE.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

A GOOGLE Eye View - Wow!

http://www.space.com/27534-baumgartner-s-near-space-skydive-record-broken-highlight-video.html

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Mysterious Glyphs

http://www.wakingtimes.com/2014/10/20/ancient-egyptians-australia-mysterious-engravings-rewrite-history/

Elon Musk on AI

http://youtu.be/Ze0_1vczikA

Major Ed Dames and Remote Viewers - The Killshot

http://www.shtfplan.com/headline-news/report-godzilla-sunspot-x-class-flare-thought-to-be-responsible-for-widespread-internet-and-power-outages_10232014

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Frequency

https://www.youtube.com/embed/l7OadDz3Ums

Sponsorship


The news is rolling over and feeding upon itself. There is a small respite in between the gross, the silly, the stupid.   It' like a kettle on the stove. First it starts to give off a little steam, its insides churning ever so slowly, then it's full speed ahead at a a raging boil.

And it continues its raging boil until we lift the kettle off the burner.    We fill it and set it down on the hot burner and it starts to boil again.  A pattern has emerged.      

We are, in a way, enabling bad things to happen.

I look at it this way...you think something long enough it will whole or partially materialize.

We are to quite an extent the rulers (thinkers and doers) of our own realities, thus the world.

When your mind is constantly subjected to the drone of bad news day in and day out, watching in horror at yet another senseless act and waiting for the next one, have you considered that you might actually be playing the role of enabler?

Have you ever really sat down and thought about all the harm bad news is doing to your brain?  Have you thought about all the negative news that your brain is absorbing as you watch one bad event after another?

If the collective news media were to shut down we'd not hear anything about anything.  If anything bad was occurring it was occurring in a vacuum.

No sound, no picture, just peace and quiet.

Time to read a book with the kids; time to sit down and enjoy a coffee; time to take a relaxing bath.

Time to thank G-d for His creation and the fact that we are here on this earth to elevate and empower the good within ourselves, not the bad.

No wonder we have so much trouble in our world, we are enabling the bad to grow and persevere.

Penetrating ever deeper into our psyches, dictating and making our decisions while it continues its incessant drone beat, ignoring the good that is all around us and within us.    








Sunday, October 19, 2014

Slavery

We succeeded in ridding ourselves of one form of slavery but have embraced others.

We are slaves to many different slave holders.

Take a look at your credit card debt. Where are you right now--thousands and thousands of dollars in debt?  Did you know that when you charge something on your credit card and the merchant asks for your signature on that little receipt, you have now entered into a contract between the merchant and the bank that is guaranteeing those funds?  That you are fully liable for the amount you charged to the bank (credit card company) plus other applicable fees if you don't?  And isn't it so very easy to keep charging and charging and charging without looking at how much your monthly credit is actually costing you?    Pretty soon you're way over your head.  Yes, some of the responsibility definitely falls on your shoulders but doesn't the bank bare a good portion also as they are focusing soley on your desires and your II want" "I need to have", your greed?  They really don't care how much debt you accumulate as they have lobbied for laws to go after you in protecting their investment but what about you?  You can lose your home, your job, your family, your reputation.

Their goal is, under the guise of making it way too easy for you, is making as much money as they can.    

We live in a society where those powerful individuals and institutions in charge of us are making it easier and easier and more convenient for us to surrender our individual sovereignty each time make a credit card purchase and all because we are made to feel that "we need this item', or "that one," constantly consumed and carried away by another feel good moment.  

We live in a society that has seized upon our weaknesses and is flourishing from our own "I Want Mentality," knowing full well that we can't say no, that we just gotta have it for if we go without it, our lives will be ruined.

Rubbish.  

I am just focusing on credit card debt.  There are many, many other ways we have willingly enslaved ourselves.

Could there be a more meaningful existence awaiting us if we all decided to stop using our credit cards as a means of exchange (credit cards as just one example, there being others) seeing that we're being taken for a ride. taken for granted and being used?

How about a future existence that actually empowers the individual and not some self-appointed We Know What's Best For You corporate giant?  Look at how much we believed in the CDC.  We were led to believe that they were protecting us, they had all the answers, There obvious inability to know how to handle a dangerous situation, Ebola, their conflicting words, has shown the light of day on their inability to act and upon their We Know What's Best For You hypocrisy.  Isn't this another sorry example of betrayal of the public trust?

I don't have an axe to grind with corporations or businesses as they greatly contribute their awesome prowess to many worthwhile endeavours, but if we don't like where our hard earned dollars are flowing and we don't necessarily like their agenda and we feel we aren't in control about who is accessing and using our money and we are confronted by outright lying on their behalf to save their behinds, can we not exercise our rights as sovereign individuals to do something about the situation?

Isn't this all about taking control of your own destiny?

What if two million (or more) of us tore up or credit cards on national t.v., challenged others to do so and handed a list of our grievances to a particular credit card company?  Do you not think that they wouldn't set up an emergency meeting right away with their top level executives on high alert, asking to meet with us in emergency session to see what could be negotiated? You bet they would.

What is wrong with wanting more out of life?  What is wrong for righting wrongs that we see?  What is wrong with expecting to receive something back (if only a little) instead of always giving, giving giving and receiving nothing in return?  

Why, on G-d's green earth, do we CONTINUE to allow others to control us and do our thinking for us?

Has your light bulb gone off yet?

Are we capable of making the decision that we're not going to reward the schemers anymore by continuing to play the role of victim, as they constantly suck us dry for their political agendas and other nefarious reasons?

You cannot be a victim if you REFUSE to be one in the first place.

The schemers demand more and more of us as we silently allow more chunks of our flesh to be sloughed off, turning over more and more of ourselves, letting someone else decide who we are, what we are and what we are capable of becoming.  

Don't you think that what you earn, who you are and what you stand for in this miserable and complex world is much more important and worthy TO YOU as a complete human being than to some other entity, some other enterprise or some government agency who continues to exhibit a great disdain for the little guy?

There is a Great Shift occurring on this planet.  We are in the beginning throes of another (necessary and needful) alteration to mankind's collective brain, effecting a change that will be for the true and lasting betterment of all.

Mankind is waking up and throwing off the shackles and chains that have held it in bondage for thousands of years, in favor of a better world for all whether it be rising up to refute and refuse a government or banking system that has utterly failed us, a religion that touts and speaks of tolerance and togetherness but is only about annihilation or other systems that clearly have not worked but only exist to suck us in, appealing to the lowest and miserable common denominator that lies dormant within each of us.

If you encourage and empower good, good will prevail.  Likewise if you encourage and empower evil.

We cannot have it both ways thus the enormous spiritual battle that is now waging war here on planet earth today for humanity's soul.  This battle is playing out in full view for all of us to see.

Now is the Time to take control of your destiny, take a stand and empower yourselves, your lives, your world.

This world and how it operates is based solely on the decisions we make.  Don't keep giving away portions of yourselves to those whose only goal is your further enslavement.

All of us no matter where we reside on this planet are born free.  No one, NO ONE has the right to refuse, deny, detract or extract this from us.        

Human beings were never destined for slavery but to be a fully commissioned presence, a colorful and vibrant tapestry of commerce and talent, a willing partner and a willing participant in the ultimate goal toward the well being of all those who make up our celestial world and in which earth and its inhabitants are destined to play a big part.    

Can we all say together now, WE AIN'T GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE?
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http://youtu.be/9y9R0v96K48


Friday, October 17, 2014

Fury unleashed over city’s assault on pastors

Rev. Billy Graham: ‘America is Just as Wicked as Sodom and Gomorrah Ever Were’ | CNS News

The Messenger

Black Bird, Black Bird, what have you to say, for I am one who is listening......

The cries of the mighty Raven echo out across the land.  "Haw, haw, haw," he shrieks as he soars far and wide. "Haw, haw, haw," as his fervent warning reaches out to all those who will hear him.

"We live in perilous times."  "We are running out of time."  "The time is drawing near."  "Gather your loved ones and bring them to your nest."

"Haw, haw, haw," he shrills, warning anyone who will listen.

You can always discern when an animal is alerting you, warning you of impending danger and doom.

Or are you one of those who is so caught up in your own little world, relying on technology to save you or on another person, denying the existence of a supernatural intelligence that oversees All things, consulting institutions, organizations and/or relying on alcohol or drugs, or your own limited perception and knowledge, believing you have all the answers, impervious and immune to the natural world that surrounds you so that you summarily dismiss this warning outright, paying it no heed?    

Woe to you.

"Haw, haw, haw," as the mighty and wise Raven continues to circle even higher overhead, surveying the countryside and continuing to warn anyone who will listen.

The old hag stirs, her scant clothing and dirty, matted hair, long and filthy nails and calloused hands clutch a long and gnarled stick, her evil, sullen, dull and cloudy eyes scan her surroundings while she continues to stir the steaming brew at her feet brimming with sordid, repugnant, putrid and discarded parts, poverty and disease, squalor and bitterness, envy and hatred, ugliness and despair, war and strife, fear and loathing,    She quickly surveys her surroundings to see if anyone is spying on her. When she is convinced she is not being monitored, she slowly and slyly licks her lips in crazed glee.

Cold and ruthless, cunning and calculating are the blackened and hardened hearts of all those who have gone before her, accepting and being consumed by the darkness on behalf of undertaking humanity's demise. She counts herself as one of them.

These are the evil ones, those who were commissioned by Lucifer to perform the many evil acts according to his plan that have plagued and beset mankind for so long.

But times are changing.   There is hope but only if we prayerfully and meaningfully ask for it.

Those evil doers accomplished Lucifer's dirty works on behalf of him, an entity that had willfully turned his back on God's lawful teachings and all before God's watchful eyes.

Woe to man, woe to man.  Had he not succumbed to tyrants and despots and liars and thieves, had he not been dumbed down by those who act only in their own best interests, had he not been ridiculed and humiliated into accepting his own weaknesses and therefore stripped of his abilities to fight back, having relinquished any courage whatsoever, he may have stood a chance.

Had man been wise enough to throw off his chains and shackles long before now, had he been bold and wise enough to unleash enough courage within himself to withstand the onslaughts, muster the resolve to listen and learn to the wise instruction from the learned counsel being offered to him, he may have stood a chance.

Humanity is standing on the precipice.  Can you not feel it?

And we are in need of a miracle.  This entire world is in need of a miracle.

And, we need it now.  

God willing, He has heard this prayer.  

Please Don't "Sock it to Me"

Have you ever wondered what the heck happened to those socks you know you just put in the dryer?

How many times have you pulled out the clothes and found that one sock was missing?

This is one of those Great Mysteries of Life.  You wonder, I know I put it in there so how come I can't find it?

You rummage through the laundry and still, no sock.  Then, a couple days later you're looking for something in a dresser drawer and voila!, there's that missing sock. Somehow it just wandered away and attached itself to something else.

But, thank goodness you found it, right?  I mean, who can wear just one sock?

Aren't kids like that?  First you see them, then you don't.  They dance and dart around you like little fireflies, smiling and giggling, hiding and playing, full of life and joy and wonder--in their own little worlds--and then they're gone--off to school, or at a sleepover or at summer camp.

If we don't keep track of them, if we don't provide them with the nurturing environment they need to grow into loving and caring human beings, if we don't tend to their needs, answer their questions and set examples of what is right and wrong, then they too may well wind up missing from our lives.

Hopefully, if we do some soul searching and make some amends, we will find them just"hanging out" with friends or simply sitting in their room, quietly reading a book.

Parents are caretakers.  We have an obligation to care for our kids.

They belong to us and we belong to them.  It's a special symbiotic relationship we are obliged to fulfill as we agreed to take it on in the first place thus embracing and enjoying one of life's most wonderful experiences (not to mention challenges).      

But it goes deeper:

Kids are not errant socks but they sure can wind up socking it to us (and themselves, in the process) in some unimaginable and hurtful way if we don't abide by the contract we signed and agreed to as responsible parents and stewards of their futures.

  

Friday, October 10, 2014

STOP THE MADNESS

Individually, We are the world.  Exactly what is it going to take to unite We the world?  How much more will we idly stand by like robots resigned to the role of reactive spectators (as opposed to proactive) to local and world events, wringing our hands in agony and despair while we watch some crisis, some bureaucrat, some government agency or some neer-do-well with an axe to grind purposely and flagrantly direct the outcome of events that may adversely affect the rest of us? How much more will we stand by and submit to lie after lie after lie?  Why do we consent to further hobbling ourselves, willingly relinquishing our God given natural rights as human beings, parents, brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and voters to a system that is only interested in promoting a virulent ruse on all of us, as it continues it self aggrandizement in pursuit of perpetuating the status quo?  Consuming us in its tireless quest toward increased power and control?   I have a few suggestions: First you must be angry enough and fed up enough to do something about what you are seeing. Second you must be willing to take action against The Behemoth for this hierarchal order exists only because we allow it to.  Are you angry with a school policy that you feel is adversely affecting your child? Then, make an appointment with the school and confront the problem and defend your child.  Are you unhappy with the drugs poisoning your neighborhood and infecting your children?  Then band together and go after the source.  Are you unhappy with what your child is "learning" in school?  Then find out what other alternatives you have available such as a charter or a private school.  Do you need help in finding the money to help pay for this, then look at religious institutions, grants and charities.  Are you unhappy with the way this country is going? Then run for office.  We are not going to be able to institute effective and meaningful change (that benefits humanity instead of enslaving it) unless we first make the decision to become the change.  If you continue to be satisfied with your "victim mentality" then you are a part of the problem.  Take up the challenge of finding out just who you are and what you're made of. Step up to the plate.  We are all in this together.  We are on the Titanic and she is sinking. We can either lower the life boats or jump to our death.   

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Blood Moon, Full Eclipse in Aries - October 8, 2014, 3:51 a.m PDT and 6:51 a.m. EDT

Aries is the first sign of the Zodiac.  The symbol of Aries is the Ram. (Ramming speed, ram it down your throat, a bill was rammed through congress, the matador was rammed by the bull, one ship was rammed by another) Aries is ruled by the planet Mars and in Roman mythology Mars stood for The God of War. Aries' energy can be turbulent, (hot tempered, flagrant, tempestuous and impatient).     Keep a lid on things.  Watch your step.  Don't bite off more than you can chew. Watch out for accidents.  And, more importantly, keep an eye on national and world events and what's happening in your own neck of the woods.   

The Tower Card in Tarot:   The Tower Card is ruled by Mars and is about the lies shielding us from the Truth.  It is about Change and Upheaval not necessarily bad but something that may come about without warning and being unprepared, is something we will be forced to confront.  It could be a belief system or a relationship that proves to be false or unhealthy.  Now we're shocked and surprised. Hence the tower being struck by a lightning bolt (that came out of nowhere). Our perception of what we once believed in is shattered. We are now forced to undergo or initiate a new reassessment of the situation we find ourselves in.   This can also be a time for institutions and leaders to take a tumble.  This can also be a time of probing deeper inside ourselves, sorting out the how comes and whys.  This can be uncomfortable but may be the right time for a relationship to end as it is not meaningful anymore or we may find ourselves drifting away from a belief system--something we once thought we believed in and trusted, but now decide it has no place in our lives.       
     
     

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Live Free or Die

http://www.redstate.com/2014/04/07/brandon-eich-soft-totalitarianism-progressive-purificationist-hangman/

Monday, September 22, 2014

A Timeless Message

Leaf Face
Several weeks ago I started asking the Oak tree to pick out an Oak leaf for me to tuck in with my Tarot Cards.  This is the same Oak Tree that birthed a Shaman Stone.  I've affectionately named this Oak tree, Ruffles and Flourishes, (because that's what it sounds like when its leaves are buffeted in a strong wind).  On my way past the giant Oak this morning I stopped to give it its morning hug and tell it how beautiful it is.   Just as I was carefully stepping over its tangled toes, my eye unexpectedly caught the sight of a leaf sticking up and out of its crook.  Interesting.  Yesterday afternoon we had a mini monsoon which was quite unexpected since the weatherman had only forecast isolated showers.  So, one could argue that the leaf blew off the tree branch during the rainstorm and landed in its crook.  I must admit, this is a distinct possibility.  But the way I spotted the leaf was pretty interesting as it acted like a little beacon (hey, I'm here!) and the thought immediately came over me, "Here is the leaf you were asking for."  No other explanation needed.  The minute it caught my eye I distinctly knew that it was not some random act of nature but rather a rational and precise answer to something I had asked for.  Upon viewing this leaf some may call it diseased and riddled with age, mottled and not worth the effort to keep, but appearances can be deceiving.  Isn't it really all about the message, "Ask and You Shall Receive"?        

Thursday, September 18, 2014

We've Been Oogled by Google - So Much For Trust - CtrlAltDel

http://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/2014/09/04/google-spying-advertising-privacy-column/15051241/

Friday, September 12, 2014

Night Shift

Baba Yaga
The subdued feeling, the quiet gentleness of this place penetrates every fiber of my being.  It's a quaint little cottage nestled by a pond with geese swimming quietly nearby.  It has weathered green blinds and flower boxes under the front windows filled with Petunias, Primroses, Violets and Pansies. Perfumed pink and cream-colored rambling roses resembling sumptuous, flaky puff pastries filled with cream and dollops of strawberry jam grow profusely in thorny tangles, laughing merrily, heaping over themselves, twisting and turning this way and that as they make their way along and up the sides of the tiny cottage reaching the top where they tumble and cascade down in fragrant clusters.

The warmth of the sun penetrates deep into my back as I stand and watch honey bees busily flying back and forth.

Inside the kitchen a little old lady sits at a table in the middle of the room.  Her body is frail and withered.  Across her shoulders is a black shawl embedded with what look to be tiny little gemstones.  They twinkle and sparkle when she moves.  She is hunched over, her head down, intently scanning a deck of Tarot cards.   The faint light from the window behind her helps a little but not much so she has placed a candle on the table.  Her glasses are balanced on the tip of her nose.  Her long gray hair is pulled back and up, held in place by an exquisitely detailed hair ornament resembling a heron standing on one leg.  She appears to be very, very old.  Her long agile fingers adeptly work the cards and there's a haunting, lovely, cleansing, medicinal fragrance about her.  It reminds me of the scent of Eucalyptus.  Her countenance is calm and comforting.  Around her neck is a long black silk cord holding an oval gemstone. 

Suddenly I hear a muffled sound and look past her toward the window and see a large bird that has just landed on the sill.   It perches there with eyes staring.  She pauses and then slowly turns around, nodding her head in acknowledgement.  

Old Owl immediately senses her approval and settles down on the sill.  There is an unspoken connection between the two.  As she turns to face me, the Crone's eyes are like two fiery, glowing coals as they catch the flame of the flickering candle.  She doesn't seem at all surprised that I am watching her from the shadows.  I believe she senses that I am here.

She knows the question before I ask it.  "Everything you ever wanted to know about Anything is possible here."  I feel an incredible warmth come over me.  She is a Constant, a Diviner, one of the Ancients full of Wisdom, Light and Knowledge.  She is Everything rolled into one.  She is the One you consult when you have an illness; she is the One you consult when you want to know the Truth; she is the One you consult when you are in need of Understanding. 

She is the majestic Horse, the stately Oak, the Wise Old Owl, the stalwart Visionary overlooking the precipice, going over his well thought out battle plan to upstage the enemy, all the while mustering his gallant and valiant troops behind him.

I watch quietly, taking it all in.  I am aware that I am in a magical place and I don't want to leave.

"Come closer, my dear, you have nothing to fear."

I cannot help but fall under the gaze of her bewitching eyes which capture and draw me deeper within.

"But", I ask myself, "isn't this the reason why I am here?"  She is becoming visibly enthused that she has company.

"I am happy you are here as I do not get much company."  "Visitors to my cottage are few and far between."

"I discern that you have a question for me."  "Yes, I do."  "I am wondering if you could answer this for me...

"What exactly is the Matrix?"

Eyes flowing with intensity she replies, "can I be honest with you?"

"You're just not ready."  "It's not that you won't understand."  "On the contrary, you'll understand all too well."  "Why don't we just get to know one another first?"

"Well, let's see", she said as she laid the Tarot cards to one side as she looked at me.  "We don't need these right now".

"I said we needed to get acquainted but you, you've already done just that haven't you?" managing a warm smile.

She said, "that s a pretty direct question and you appear to be a pretty direct individual".

"I'm sorry", I said softly, "I didn't mean to....(I was now wishing I could vanish as I had just hugely embarrassed myself).  "That's alright", she said forthrightly, "I've dealt with questions like this, before:"  "No need for embarrassment."  

She positioned herself more comfortably and was visibly delighted with the question.

"The word "Matrix" was made popular by the movie.  The characters and the actors portraying them along with the creator of The Matrix, and a host of others, are creative geniuses.  They managed to impart its esoteric meaning into a blockbuster of a movie thus illuminating and enlightening many along the way.  This is why you refer to it by name as it makes up the world you live in."    

"Let's make this simple for you by reviewing a few fundamentals. "

"The Matrix is a finite intuitive algorithm.  There are many "matrices in the universe."  "I don't expect you to fully grasp what all this  means so I will do my best to simplify it for you."

"The human brain is capable of thought, cognition, interpretation, cause and effect, rational/irrational thinking and reasoning."  "The human brain is capable of actually compelling, willing and propelling these matrices into being."

"You have heard the saying, "You are what you think."  "Your thoughts actually produce your own reality."

"This is one of the Great Truths."

"The human brain can envision any scenario and will it (think it) into being."

The cosmos is a giant consciousness and you are an integral part of it whether you know this or not. You are infinitely tethered to it".

"Most people go about their lives in a humdrum, mundane manner."  "They think little of the deeper meaning of life but are more interested in getting up and going to work, a half hour for lunch, please the boss, timidly ask for a raise, come home, kiss the spouse, have dinner, help the kids with homework. and then the whole routine starts over again the next day."

"They never really give any thought to their existence other than the weekend when it's time for Saturday night football, a glass of wine or a few beers."

"There are very few who think outside the box (The Matrix) and wonder about who, what, why and when, where, if and how come."

"Think of it this way, your collective brains (those individuals who are aware) are tethered to one giant computer that is centered in the middle of your Milky Way Galaxy."  "This huge behemoth of a computer is extremely sensitive to the vibrations it receives (kinda like a spider who's one leg is gently touching a strand of her web, waiting for a struggling host) as it continually receives human input."   

"And what is the output", I asked?
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"Why do you continue to stand in the corner?"  "Come over here and sit down closer to me."

I emerged from the shadows and out into the dim light.  I slowly shuffled my way across the wooden floor listening to it creak and groan under the weight of my steps.  I softly grasped the back of the chair opposite hers and sat down.

"I am sorry, please forgive me, I should have invited you sooner."

Being closer to her, I was able to closely study her face.  She reminded me of a long forgotten, ancient and worn marble statue, long since hidden and now covered in vines and brambles, quietly reposing in the corner of an old courtyard, her shrouded face crisscrossed all over with Nazca-like lines.

She was only coming to light simply because someone had been actively searching for her and then, quite suddenly and taken completely by surprise, had discovered exactly what they were searching for.

She was almost alluring in a weird sort of way.  She mesmerized, soothed and comforted.  I felt completely relaxed.

She interrupted my reverie.  

"Would you like a cup of coffee?"  She didn't wait for my answer but pushed her chair back and rose quickly from the table, her black shawl twinkling merrily as she moved, ambling toward the window where a steaming coffee pot was brewing. 

In an instant she was back at the table with two hot cups in her hands. 

"Thank you", I said as I grasped a delicate china cup.

She leaned forward and motioned to me to come closer.  Her glowing eyes were full of intent. 

"Now that we've become acquainted, why don't we get down to business."     

I thought I heard a faint little laugh,  

Her countenance abruptly changed.

The flames were gone and I felt myself being drawn down into two deeply penetrating dark gray eyes as she continued to scrutinize and study me, lifting the china cup to her lips.

The smell of the coffee was wonderful.  It's fragrance soared through the kitchen.

In that very moment I knew I was in for one heck of a ride.  I was now under her spell.  She was drawing me in, like a moth to a flame.

She didn't move a muscle but continued watching me, slowly sipping her coffee.

"Finally", as she put down her cup, "you don't have just one question for me, you have several."  

I shyly admitted, "you're absolutely right."

"Well, let's just take them one at a time.  I will proceed slowly and if you feel the need to interrupt, if you have any questions, please stop me and I'll explain further.  I will simplify things for you so you will understand. 

"Your main concern is wanting to know about the Matrix so let's get started."

"To answer your question, the first thing you need to know is the makeup of the human brain"

"The human brain is composed of three individual parts (or brains)," she stopped, as I had a quizzical expression on my face.

She continued, "this information will help you understand The Matrix and where humanity is, at the present time."

I nodded my head.

"Millions of years ago reptilians roamed your planet; they were fitted with a brain that only lusted and raged.  Scientists today call it the Lizard Brain or the Reptilian Brain.

It only reacted based on instinct.

"Many millions of years after that another change occurred known as the Dog Brain or the Limbic Brain which accounts for emotions and feelings.  This mammalian retrofit inherent in all mammals would allow for loyalty and deeper experiences."  

"Approximately 100,000 years ago another engineering feat known as the Neo Cortex or Human Brain was added which accounts for humans' rational thinking".

"This allowed for the Sciences, Arts, Thinking and Complex Reasoning".  

Note that "they" did not do away with the two former brains.  They just added the third  additional brain on top of the other two."

"Waste not, want not." 

She smiled, "My Dear, they' have been working on your brain for a very long time."

A Planetary shift is occurring on earth right now in which millions of people are "waking up" to a higher level of consciousness and an awareness that there is so much more to life than birth, conflict, struggle and death".  

"The internet is playing a big role in this shift".

"How," I asked?

"Human beings have been disconnected physically and spiritually for thousands of years by virtue of where they live, their different cultures and beliefs.  

"Governments are also implicit in this disconnection."

"Now, this is not to say that we will all come together under one big happy planetary umbrella, discarding centuries old beliefs on who and where we are, where we came from and what we were taught to believe, but the internet has opened up a portal, a connecting device or a tool for a continuing dialogue among all planetary inhabitants, here on earth and elsewhere."

She winked shyly.

"The internet has created an opportunity for earth's inhabitants to express thoughts and views, starting discussions on how to solve this planet's problems".

"Although the internet is in its infancy, hopefully it will blossom into something of great value to all mankind, not something to be siphoned off and used by a few and used to further more chaos, mayhem and division on your planet".

"And I am hoping that it will not be used to enrich a few at the expense of the many."

"The internet will be discovered as actually having changed the receptors in the human brain."

"The brain will gradually respond to the new stimuli, over time."

"This process has already begun and is actually happening as we speak."

"Let's stop your lesson now, as the hour is growing late".

"I have a comfy bedroom just down the hall where you can stay for the night.  We'll continue your lesson in the morning.  I'm up early and you'll smell the coffee brewing.  I also make some awesome pastry."

She rose from the table and motioned for me to stand up.  She was slight of stature and I towered above her.  She adjusted her twinkling shawl around her shoulders and then I was able to see an intriguing pendant she was wearing.

She watched my expression as I studied it.

"The stone you are looking at has no age.  It was given to me by my Grandfather many years ago after I passed my initiation.

"But, we'll talk more about that later, my Dear."

Her long, bony fingers reached for the candle as her eyes burned brightly.

Her dark eyes were intense as she looked into mine.

She pointed her finger toward a long, dark hallway.

It was then I looked toward the kitchen window and saw that Owl was gone.

She knew what I was felling.

"You need not worry about Owl as he has safely returned to his nest".

The candle's warm flame darted, danced and jumped off the walls of the long hallway.

Here and there oil lamps were hung, creating a soft glow and helping to splay shivery shadows across the walls..

I was mesmerized by all I was seeing and feeling.

I somehow felt that I was returning home after a very long journey.

I waited for the old woman to start down the long hall.

Old, forgotten memories of my childhood filled my head.

"But, why would Owl leave?"  "I thought this was where he stayed."  "He seemed so comfortable here."

Sweet woodsy scents of fir, juniper and pine tantalized my senses and filled my nostrils as we started toward the bedroom.

I thought I could heard faint strands of music coming from somewhere.

Then a few more steps and she stopped facing me, her bright eyes glowing in the darkness and the gemstones on her shawl shining on and off like little fireflies.

She made no sound but pointed toward the doorway to the bedroom and gestured for me to step inside.

She tipped the candle in the doorway.

The candle's flame fanned up and out, splaying across a magnificent ceiling towering high overhead.

It seemed to have a myriad of pictures imprinted on it.  

There were two stately windows that reached from floor to ceiling. 

I was reminded of an old and lovely Victorian mansion.  

As she moved the flame around, I could see a silver candelabra sitting on a heavy, ornate dresser with a large mirror which faced a bed with a magnificent headboard.  

It appeared to be carved with what looked like angels, swallows, owls and flowers. 

It had soft pillows that lay, one on top of the other, plumped in a glorious display of uninhibited comfort.

A plush comforter covered the bed, embroidered all over with birds, vines and flowers.

The nightstand had a lovely tall with slender sprigs of Rosemary and Sage.

Their lovely, herbal fragrance permeated this small, uninhabited space.

I was overcome with emotion.

Forest scents of pine and juniper, Rosemary and Sage were quickly embedded as I was now heady with long forgotten smells from my Grandmothers garden of long, long ago.
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"Time to wake up and smell the coffee!"

This I heard as I was happily wrapped up, snug as a bug in a rug, in a posh comforter, warm and cozy, my head resting comfortably on over sized pillows.

I rubbed my eyes and started unraveling myself from the cocoon I was in, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and firmly placing them on the floor. 

I noticed shafts of sunlight coming in from the windows.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to my surroundings.

I kept thinking that during the night I had sensed something enter my room and two bright eyes staring at me but then I finally chocked it all up to "it must have been a dream".

A few feet away there was a small corner bathroom and on the sink I found a cup with a toothbrush and herbal paste.

A large metal bird was standing in the corner on one leg. 

Upon closer inspection I recognized it as an exact duplicate of the hair piece the old woman was wearing. 

I continued staring as I brushed my teeth then I looked into the mirror, surveying the surroundings behind me.      

I was curious as to what was behind the heavy drapes.

As I parted the drapes, I saw that the tall windows looked out upon the quiet pond.

There was an old cobblestone path meandering down to it and on either side, a hedgerow of flowers and shrubs.

Just before the pond a lovely archway stretched over the path from one side to the other.

I just stood there, transfixed, not knowing what to say.

Then I thought, "if there is a heaven this must be it".

As looked further, I could see an expanse of rolling meadows, beautiful tall flowering trees and hear songbirds singing in the tree tops.

There was a gentle humming vibration I sensed, permeating my entire body.

But then I noticed, not too far away, something I did not like.  It was disturbing.

Looming to one side was what appeared to be a very deep, dark and dense forest.

Its slender canopy of black pines was sinister looking and foreboding.

I felt a little unnerved.

The pines reached high up into the sky,

There was a strange feeling that came over me when I looked at them as they seemed to be aware they were being spied upon.

I could now feel a tenseness in the air and hear a haunted, muted sound of as if a woman was sobbing.

This moment reminded me of an exceedingly harsh winter when I saw pine trees on my Grandmother's farm covered in heavy snow and then, out of nowhere, a merciless and bitterly cold wind came, stripping them bare of their needles, their insulation, their cozy snow blankets.

They were left threadbare and clinging to life.

Fate had intervened, leaving them skinny, gaunt sticks, all alone and unable to fend for themselves.

"How cruel and unjust," I thought.

"They did nothing to no one."

I closed my eyes and shuddered, wanting to quickly return to the present.
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"This is Your Wake up Call," she said to me, her eyes glowing brightly, as I downed a piece of her powdery biscuit and took a sip of her ravenously good coffee.

"Don't be shy, help yourself, my Dear."

I reached for another biscuit and sunk my teeth into it.  It was absolutely heavenly.

I looked at her in amazement and she smiled broadly.

"I told you I make some mean pastry".  Her eyes twinkled merrily, enjoying the look on my face.

"Let's continue our discussion, shall we?"

I found myself settling deeper in my chair.

"To understand the brutally subtle and utterly deceptive control The Matrix has over human beings, one only need understand its complex yet very simplistic makeup and be able to identify its markers".

"One of those markers is evil".

"One only need experience evil to fully understand and slowly comprehend the utter horror and devastation that brings with it."

"You remember looking at the pine trees?"

"Why yes," I said in astonishment.  "How did you know that?"

A sly grin.

"Evil did not exist on earth many thousands of years ago"

"Evil has no role in humanity's spiritual plan but is only present to thwart it ascension."

"Yet, for some reason, evil has been allowed to have its way with all other inhabitants throughout the universe for millions of years either in the form of one species rising up against another with the goal of complete dominance over the other or being able to wipe the other species off the face of the earth."

"There is a reason for this constant penchant for warfare."

"A rebellion occurred on your planet many thousands of years ago.  It was called The Lucifer Rebellion".

"Lucifer was an angel known for his beauty and was one of God's favorites".

"He was called The Beautiful Angel because his appearance was so becoming that this set him apart from all the others."

"Initially he was handpicked by God for an important mission on earth, one that would complete God's plan of bringing humanity together into a celestial circle (completion) with all other celestial beings."

"But Lucifer would have none of this.  He had changed his mind.  His plan was now tantamount in his eyes over the God who created him.

"Lucifer's ego ego got the best of him."

 "He rebelled against God as did the first inhabitants of your world, Adam and Eve."

"Humans become confused when they hear the name Lucifer and that of Satan."

"They are two separate and distinct beings".

"Lucifer was the mastermind of his plan and chose Satan as his accomplice."

"While Lucifer plotted his plan of destabilization, he realized that he needed help in implementing it.

"While most of the angelic hierarchy turned their back on him, one by the name of Satan did not."

"He reached out to Satan, and Satan, in turn, reached out to others for help."

"There were several hundred more that 'signed on."

"At this point in time, seeing that the force of evil has gained such a stranglehold over you humans and, in order for you to live peacefully together, this imperfect, out of balance and errant energy force needs to be put in its place."

"The sorry fact of the matter is, if evil is allowed to exist, it will find a way, through any and all means, to grow, prosper and flourish"

"Its inclination is to take over everything, smother, eradicate and dominate."

"Domination is inherent in all species and must be contained and controlled."

"This is just the way things are."

"Evil, if left to its own inclination, will instill and install institutions and governments, promote enablers and legions of followers, design mechanisms and tools both as a means toward its ultimate quest of complete domination and thus, eternal empowerment over humanity".

"Think of evil not as a nebulous, fleeting thought but something solid like an impenetrable wall that is building its empire brick by brick".

"Evil is the result of an errant gene gone rogue, a universal intelligence that once prided itself on doing good for all mankind on Planet Earth as well as the cosmos but consciously chose the wrong path in pursuit of turning itself into a hierarchical order."

"One that is above the Creator Thought that brought everything into being."

"This hierarchical god is here now and is running rampant on your planet".

"It has been let loose and is deeply and mightily entrenched in your politics, your organizations and governments, your well-being and your souls."

"There is a full scale dark and unholy spiritual invasion taking place in which evil wants to control every aspect of your lives".

"It is firmly ensconced in countless institutions, deeply entrenched in people and organizations and in governments both foreign and domestic".

"Its pernicious appetite and maniacal tendencies are infiltrating the thought processes of many, invading homes, schools and religious institutions, with its ultimate goal-the complete overhaul, the complete reversal, the complete subjugation of all planetary inhabitants under a so-called 'One World Order' with the end result being the complete and passive subservience of the human mind to The Luciferian Hierarchy instead that of the Creator Consciousness."
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"Any more questions, my Dear?" she asked, setting her cup down while reaching for a napkin to wipe the dainty morsels from her mouth.

I was incapable of replying.  I was too busy trying to comprehend and absorb the history lesson to even respond to her question.

I think I must have looked horrified.

She waited for an answer but I just couldn't find the words.

She knew how in depth this history lesson was as she had tutored other students before and that I was just trying to pull myself along with all the pieces, together.

She somehow seemed pleased at my inability to grasp for words to describe my reaction.

I think that's what she wanted as she knew then, the history lesson had hit home.

I think I finally mustered up something to say like, "you've left me with an awful lot to absorb and a very uneasy feeling,"  

"It's like I've been lied to all these years and used just for the purpose of of enabling a few to control the many."

"Am I on the right track?"

With a thunderous clap of her hands and the glasses tumbling off her nose, she happily shouted, Bingo!"
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"You wanted to know about 'Output.

"Output is the direct result of input".

"You put in good input the result is good output".

"On the other hand, you put in bad input the result is bad output.

"Thoughts are energy; thoughts are input with the end result being creation."

"One bad thought can impede and restrict the flow of one good thought while one good thought has the opposite affect."

"So", she said, her finger drawing a little circle among the crumbs lying on the wooden table, "what would happen if a bunch of you got together and held hands and prayed for something positive to happen like world peace or an end to the horror going on in the Mideast or a cure for Ebola or instilling world leaders with humility and wisdom?"

"Do you not know that prayer (collective thoughts) can actually turn things around on your planet?"

"This form of energy is being used extensively on other worlds with some of the inhabitants not too far ahead of your earth, who have finally wakened up to the fact they just cannot live the way they are living anymore because there is better way."

"The result of what's going on in your world is from your collective, conscious decision not to change or alter the 'status quo."

"Maybe you are too fearful.

Maybe you believe you just don't have the tools to change things around or maybe you do, but are too lazy to employ them."

"You sit on your couches watching t.v. programs that addle the brain (they have no redeeming value for you, whatsoever) as they are full of loud noise, sex, violence and rage."

"The mind is subconsciously processing all these negative images and actually enabling (giving power) to those thoughts and images that are now being projected upon the world".

"So, in effect, you are willing accomplices and conduits for transmitting and empowering negative energy."

"The result (remember the input vs. the output?)--the result is mayhem and murder, devastation and turmoil, paving the way for your complete dominance."

"This is exactly the end result (output) --goal that Lucifier and his followers desire".

"So you really have a choice, do you not?"

"And it's no wonder you continue to have so many problems on your planet."

"And then, because you are so unaware of what you are doing and how you are being used, the harm you are actually creating and contributing to, you don't realize that you need to stand up and demand an end to all the mayhem."

"And then, to make matters worse, when someone does come along promoting a movie or television program that actually encourages the human spirit to burst forth in great acts of kindness and compassion, or rises up to condemn the wrong doing, he or she is roundly condemned and criticized in order to shut them up."

"This is all being done by the Matrix, of course."

"Another critical marker in recognizing The Matrix, is Control."

"It depends on donors and money and huge amount of followers so it can embolden and defend its powerful position by any, and all means necessary."

"The moral of what I just described to you is, 'it is up to you and others who make up your world to effect meaningful change'."

"You can do it if you realize that the means to do this is actually found within yourselves."

"If you want a better and more humane world," she paused, "do you see that by adding one small letter to the end of the word human (the letter 'e') you get the word humane?"

"There is an intrinsic and undeniable connection between the two."

"Take the first step which is acknowledging the problem and then taking responsibility for it."

"Don't always blame others for where you are at the present time."  -take Ownership."

"Stand up and speak your mind when you see an injustice; when you see someone lying or bullying or taking advantage".

"Nothing is going to change if you do not stand up and fight."

"Most of all, do not be afraid as you have many Wisdom Councilors standing shoulder to shoulder, with you, encouraging and urging you on."

"They are here solely to help you."  

"Another marker is Fear."

"This is a frequent tool used and employed by the Matrix to keep everyone in line and exactly where they want them."

"Thus you are more easily managed, all neatly wrapped up, bundled and packaged."

"There is safety in numbers though as there are more of You then there are of Them".

"The more of 'You' speaking out, the more powerful you become and the less of Them,"  

"The Matrix cannot withstand this type of onslaught, this type of breach in their defenses, this humanitarian outreach, this devoted outpouring of all of you coming together."

She pushed back her chair and turned around to look at the great bird that had just perched on her window sill.

Again, no words were uttered, just a silent acknowledgement between the two.

Owl bowed his head as did the old Crone.

Owl then raised his head, fluffed his feathers and settled down on the sill.

His all seeing eyes caught mine.

Focused, Intense, Reflective, Intuitive, All Knowing, All Seeing.

"No wonder the two of them are so close",

They are 'soul mates."

My heart warmed, my soul stirred.

She turned and looked endearingly at me, straining to see if I was still keeping up with her, one gray strand of gray hair falling haphazardly across her forehead and then she gently tucked it back in.

All the while, those bright little gemstones on her black shawl mesmerizing and twinkling like a thousand little stars.

I felt so close to this old woman.

I wanted to reach over and touch her face.  Tears welled up, "I, I....

"I know," she answered, her soft expression smiling back at me.  "You will come to know why you are here and soon."  She reached across the table and cupped my arm.  "When you know what's wrong and you know how to fix it my Dear, it can be damned overwhelming because the solution is so simple."

"It's going to be alright."

She moved her chair closer and intently looked into my eyes.

"I must share this with you."

"You are the last student I will have."

"My time on earth is drawing to a close."

"We Councilors have only been allotted a finite time on earth in which to instruct and illuminate others."

"We are drawing closer to the mystery of the Night Shift, you and I."

"But now it is time for a well deserved break from your studies."

"You need your rest, as well as I."

"You know where the bedroom is so take the the candle with you and I will light another."

"I'm going to tidy up here in the kitchen and converse with Owl as he and I have long conversations together, a question and answer period if you will, her eyes twinkling, before he leaves and he also helps me with my notes".

"We both have limited time together so we know we have to make the most of it".

"I will come and wake you up in the morning and we'll continue your lesson."

"When you awake you will learn the rest of the story."

"Tonight, my dear, you and I will know and experience the Night Shift".

"Here, Dear", as she looked up at me, placing the candle in my hand, "make your way to the bedroom."

"All is well, all is well."
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Convergence:

n:  The process of coming together toward a common point.
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I am so comfortable, so cozy, so unbelievably happy here, warmly nestled within the folds of the down comforter embroidered with the lovely roses, birds and trailing vines.

I love this place.

I stir,

I'm awake, my eyes wander across the room.

I feel that somehow something is different in my room now.

It is nothing fearful just a change of some sort and I am reminded of the old woman's last words to me, "All is well, All is well".

I've nothing to fear as I'm being sheltered, protected and lovingly cared for here.

As my eyes slowly start to focus and I raise my head up from the soft pillows, I am wondering what it is I am feeling.

There is no light in the room as I hear a muffled sound to my right, in the corner and high above my head.

"What on earth is that"? I wonder.

And then I hear and feel the stirring of something moving at the foot of the bed.

"Should I be alarmed?"  

A flutter of wings as the sound of a great bird takes flight.

Owl's wings stretch out in grand manner as he silently swoops down from his high perch, making his way to another perch in the opposite corner.

My heart is thumping wildly as my eyes try in vain to follow him in the darkened room.  

"So this is where he nests at night," I said to myself.  

Then the creature at the foot of the bed raises up and makes its presence known.

A large black cat stretches its sinewy body across my feet, yawns and sits up.

It turns and faces me, luminescent green eyes glowing piercing the dense darkness.

"How fitting for a Crone." I think.

"I was wondering how long it would be before a black cat made its presence."    
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The black cat didn't stir and Owl had settled down on his perch.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"One moment," I said as I untangled myself from the comforter and watched the cat watching me as I slipped my legs over the side of the bed.

I lit the candle and turned, slowly making my way to the door.

I pulled it open and saw the face of the little old lady standing before me,

"It's time, my Dear,"

"Get dressed."    

I turned and walked back to the nightstand and put the candle down.

I was curious as to what time it was but there was no clock.

"In fact, now that I think about it, there are no clocks anywhere around."

I moved toward the window ans I was curious and parted the drapes to see outside.

It was coal black.

"I guess we didn't wait until morning."

I dressed and tidied up in the bathroom.  

Taking the candle I walked backed to the door.

"We're ready," she said, "follow me."

Down the long hall we both walked, our two candles spitting and glowing.  

I am always amused to watch the candle's flame darting here and there, hiding in a corner or quickly shooting across a wall.

From the darkness of the long hall we entered the kitchen.

Seated at the kitchen table we positioned both candles.

I noticed on the table was a large and heavy leather book with a lock on it.

The old lady was in no hurry as we both sat down.

"Well, are you ready for the final lesson tour, my dear?"

"Yes," I replied with the utmost confidence but, I hesitated, "this isn't morning or is it?"

"No, it's not morning."  "It's twelve midnight."

She settled back in her chair and swept the black shawl closer around her shoulders.

I felt at ease sitting across from her.

Her demeanor, her glowing, piercing eyes I had come to know were beacons of light, illumination on a dark path, chasing all the shadows away.

I had come to love this old woman and what I was just now learning she stood for.

Enlightenment and Illumination.

Very few are capable of shedding light on The Hidden Path and where humanity had gone wrong, where it was headed and what it could do to rectify its sorry condition.

This old woman had shown the way and provided the answer.

She had a most wonderful and calming effect on me.

There was now an unspoken bond, a connection between the two of us.

Strangely I thought, "have I met this old woman somewhere before?"

A deep silence now permeated the air.

I watched as she gently, yet firmly, laid her hands on the heavy book.

She was wearing a long pale green dress and a striking pendant.  A heron pin fastened her gray hair.

Again, I could smell an astringent, a medicinal scent of cleansing as a lovely smell of Eucalyptus wafted through the kitchen.

She lowered her head and uttered some words I couldn't make out then raised her head, her glowing eyes like two red coals and a smile on her face.

"You have managed to figure out a little of who I am."

She waited for a response.

Actually I wasn't surprised by this but was anticipating it.

I was ready for her.

"Yes", she continued before I got a chance to respond, "I do have Pagan and Wiccan roots but I also have in my genetic makeup a myriad of other genes."

"I have lived in many different places, in many countries and in many different cultures."

"I have experienced much if not all of what life on this planet has to offer."

I have held many positions both lofty and low."

"I have been on both sides of the coin so to speak and am fully and consciously aware of what it is to have supreme power over people or to be one of the hapless many, locked away and forgotten, lying and dying on the floor of a dank, dirty and cold dungeon."

"In this incarnation I have chosen to help those on this planet who are struggling with evil as I've gained considerable knowledge in my experiences dealing with it."

"The role I have at present is to impart the Truth to all who will hear it and believe me, there are not many."  

"Thus I am able to shine a light on the Hidden Path and one that is closed off to so many."

She fingered the pendant she was wearing and a most wonderful expression came over her.

"This pendant is way before your time."

"It is made from a stone that fell from the heavens during the Exodus."

Its beauty radiated and shimmered in the candlelight.

I moved closer to behold a deep and dark work of art, oval in shape, mystifying in color and myriad of lines that looked like constellations, planets and galaxies.

"This, as she looked down lovingly, "is known as a Conjurer's Stone, capable of emotive expression such as guilt, anger, joy and sorrow."

"It helps in pinpointing, understanding and quantifying the underlying problems inherent in Human Nature."

"The other tool which you observed me using, when you first arrived is the Tarot which is a Divination Tool, that allows me to delve deep within the human psyche in order to heal and guide."

"The Night Shift is a term employed to describe when most of humanity's hidden and dark events take place."

"During the night (as opposed to during the day when you cannot hide) is the time when those evil doers plot their agendas, wishing to do harm to others."

"They calculate and debate, plan and copulate as they devise snares in order to catch those unaware."

"Ever since humans first walked the earth, this malignant cancer of evil has existed."

"Evil is a Thought Form manifested in Flesh."

"Think of it as a pimple you just discovered on your face."

"You look at it and decide that it's not too bad so you leave it alone.

"Then a few days later you look at it again.  To your dismay it is now swollen and filled with pus."

"Now you really have a problem on your hands because you didn't address it in the first place."

"It now has manifested the ability to spread and contaminate."

"Is this not the scenario playing out in your world today?"

I nodded my head as I completely understood.

"How could I argue the point?  She was dead on.

Such a simple analogy yet one had to wonder why others hadn't caught on to this but continued to ignore it to their peril.

She signed as if tired, "before we take this last journey together we need to pray."

"But before we pray, I need to ask a question of you."

"Do you believe in God, because we are going to descend into extremely dark and hidden places and I need your answer before we proceed."

"This is for your safety and well being, as well as mine."
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She looked at me and I looked back at her.  There was no hesitation in my reply.

"I most certainly do."

Then her demeanor changed and changed abruptly.

Her eyes were now two hot, burning coals searing deep into my soul.

She glowered at me and I was caught completely by surprise at how quickly her mood had changed.

 She then said, "I have to ask this of you."  "If you say you believe in God, then why in God's name do you human beings persist in starting war after war, torturing and killing and persecuting each other, rampaging, rioting and raging, murdering babies and all in the name of a "woman's right to choose?"

"What about a baby's right to choose," she almost shouted?"

"Why do you persist in designing more and more lethal weapons and cook up more and more diabolical schemes to use against one another?"

"Why are you constantly motivated by brutality, savagery, killing and maiming?"

"If you truly believed in God there would be those among you whom you would have raised up and elevated to act as strong counsel by now--a powerful deterrent against the demonic forces that have seized your planet."

"Do you human beings not realize nor understand that when God is unwelcome in your midst, when your lofty ambitions (Ego) have elevated you, in your own eyes, to that of being gods, when you continue to violate His Laws of the Cosmos, that this continues your enslavement and tribulation?"

I couldn't answer her as I was dumbstruck and completely taken aback.  

I could only hang my head in shame.
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She was sorry and saddened she had lost her temper with me and attempted to console me, as she slowly and patiently waiting for me to regain my composure,

She continued, "there is, underway, at this very moment, a convergence taking place on your planet (even though at the present time with all that is occurring, this concept is very hard to envision).

"A detailed summation of the state of the human condition and a plan to stop its death spiral."

"At a time known only to those in charge of these types of affairs, the elevation of humanity's consciousness will be completed and brought under the watchful eye of a group known as the Peace Makers".

"Human Beings will finally be able to climb up and out of the well they have been consigned to and fully live out their lives in peace and harmony, while enjoying the company of a new and vast network of other sentient beings in the universe."  

"This, however, will not be done without the express approval of all of you".

"This decision will not be shoved down your throats as once you are able to see the happiness that awaits you, the hurdles you still face that are holding you back and the future peace and harmony that is just ahead, your willingness to accept will quicken your ascension toward this universal, spiritual inclusiveness".

"This is humanity's destiny...this is where you belong."  "This is what has been planned for you and your world from the very beginning."

There are three stages to a Crone's existence:  Maiden, Mother, Crone.  The  Crone represents Wisdom, Death and Endings.  The waning moon is her symbol.  In early cultures, she is often depicted as a grandmother, a wise woman or a midwife.  She is long past child bearing age.  Because of her Life experiences, and the Knowledge she has accumulated, she is consulted often and is known as a Wisdom Keeper, a Keeper of The Mysteries, a Seer and a Healer.  She is sought out by others as a guide for their transit through the hardships and sorrows of this incarnation.   She is a Lover of trees and plants, children and animals.   She is steadfast in her vigil over those who are taking their last breaths.    
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