“Wherever we direct our attention, we spend creative energy. We can save creative energy if we divide attention, if we do not become identified with things, people, and ideas. When we become identified with things, people, and ideas, we then forget our Self and lose creative energy in the most pitiful way. It is essential to know that we need to save creative energy in order to awaken the consciousness, and that the creative energy is the living potential, it is the vehicle of the consciousness, it is the instrument in order to awaken the consciousness.” – Samael Aun Weor, Fundamentals of Gnostic Education
The first time I remember going to church was when I was four. I waited to get in the car, excited because my mother had gotten me all dressed up in a velvet dress with ballerina tights and patent leather shoes, and even white gloves like she had on. My parents acted very serious, so it was important to me, too. The next thing I knew I was looking up at a huge gray stone building, walking up broad steps to tall red doors, holding onto my father’s hand, my other hand gripping the cold black railing because people were all around us to go through the doors too, and it was a crowd, and crowds were new to me, so I was afraid of getting lost. I looked up at the church with its dark slate roof and tarnished copper gutters, and the bell in the steeple was ringing, ringing, ringing.
Cold wind braced my cheeks as I watched the bell swing against deep blue sky, and father jerked my hand to follow, mother holding my baby brother Jay just behind us. Thigh-high in a moving stream of wool-coated bodies, if it weren’t for my father I thought I would be trampled. Without even a look goodbye, my mother went with the crowd as father pulled me along to the left. I wondered why we weren’t going with everyone else as we went through a second set of doors with the same rounded shape at the top, but black. Still holding his hand, we entered a large hall. Sunshine through stained glass windows made jewel-colored shapes on the black and white checkered floor, and the vaulted ceiling made it expansive, and I instantly felt more relaxed. There were not a lot of people there; all I saw were children.
Then a woman in a long dress like from a picture book came up to us and father said “This is Miss Elsie, the children’s choir director. You’re going to sing with her.” I smiled, looking up at her face. She looked so kind, and told me that my father led the adult choir and she taught the children, did I like to sing? I’ll never forget how warm she was, she smiled with her eyes. I immediately loved her. My father told me he was leaving me there; he had to take the adult choir into church. Even though it was all new to me, I wasn’t afraid at all.
Suddenly I had a long dress on over my clothes that looked like Miss Elsie’s. The doors were closed, and no one else was coming in. It got quiet. It was cold in there, but I didn’t feel cold at all. She lined us up in two rows; I was right of center front, facing her. A paper was in my hand, with writing, shapes and lines, and in just that one morning I learned what notes meant and how to read music. It was easy for me and I didn’t know what natural pitch was yet, but I had it. We sang a song a few times, Miss Elsie singing with us, making eye contact, encouraging us and correcting, and it felt so good; so natural. I didn’t know this was what was going to happen before ‘getting dressed up to go to church’!
The song we sang must have become good enough, because she didn’t ask us to keep singing it, and she lined us up in two rows again at the black double door. I was in the front, on the right. Miss Elsie held two large books behind arms folded across her chest, focusing her attention toward the direction the crowd had gone. Then I heard a deep, beautiful sound like a wave against my chest that called me, and Miss Elsie opened the door as if following it and we children followed her like baby chicks walking into sounds and sights right down the middle of standing people holding books and singing, and we were singing, and I looked up and way up high on the wall in the front was a man with long brown hair and a beard standing in the clouds barefoot, wearing a long blue robe (kind of like mine, but one color), with his hands outstretched, and holes with blood in his palms and on the top of his feet, and it was Jesus, and it was the happiest moment of my life.
“Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God”, Christ said. I am blessed to know how true it is.
Today December 20th, 2019 marks one year since my daughter-in-law Nichole, the mother of my granddaughter Emily, left the body. I have been wanting to post all day in honor of her, but have been busy, then catching up on emails and reading when suddenly just now I heard a soft knock and simultaneous tinkling of a bell!
The voice of the bell is the song of spirit.
I looked over past my left elbow and my meditation bell was knocked over with enough force to push it forward enough to also flip over the box of matches I had just lit a stick of incense the universe gave to me today on the road to Laxman Jhula here in Rishikesh. This just happened. Nichole, thank you for gracing me with your spirit and ringing the bell next to me. Let this be truth for all – especially you, my dear, dear granddaughter Emily: Mommy is not gone, we are all one in love and consciousness, and she is right here, right now, always with you.
Yesterday I was telling a love how Nichole’s spirit visited when I photographed the shrine vigil I kept the night of her memorial service I was forbidden to attend by my children, as I am prophetically shunned. It is difficult to see in the two photographs but flits in each like a small yellow/greenish flame, a jhoti, in Hindi.
Thank you for the beauty of your soul, Nichole. I love you so much!
And I love you, Emily. Be strong. Write to me. I will reach out to all of you soon. ❤
December 9, 2019
(re-post of article written May 24, 2019)
Well you didn’t wake up this morning ’cause you didn’t go to bed
You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red [How very Kolbrin Destroyer!]
The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off
You’ve been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you’ve changed
All the money in the world couldn’t buy back those days
You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky [chemtrails]
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day when
things fall into place
You could’ve done anything, if you’d wanted
And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky
But the side of you they’ll never see
Is when you’re left alone with the memories
That hold your life together like glue
You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day when things fall into place
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day your life will surely change
(I began this post this morning, after two days of feeling faint just standing over the faucet for a few seconds/breaths as I tended filling my water distiller).
The municipal water is poisoned, and smells like anesthetic used for surgeries, operating pre-op and post-op recovery rooms COMPLETELY. Or like the numbing lidocaine, novacaine or procaine injections for dental procedures, sutures and bone-setting. I smell bromine in it as well. This is water saturated with active covalent carbon ring chemicals. I should know, I have an associate of science in chemistry and ran the chemistry lab at the local community college back in the eighties when going to school still meant something (such as education was and is, coming from the controllers).
DO NOT BREATHE NEAR A FAUCET WHEN USING IT. Use as little as possible. THEY ARE ANESTHETIZING EVERYONE AGAINST THEIR WILL THROUGH THE WATER. Keep your showers and baths as short as possible, and use the coolest temperature you can. Add detox helps like Borax, Epsom salt crystals, Hydrogen Peroxode, Pink Himalayan or Natural sea salt, baking soda, vinegar, lemon juice, essential oils, calcium hypochlorite pool shock, mustard (dry or a jar of cheap yellow), essential oils, diatomaceous earth, bentonite clay, milk… BUT GET IN, SOAK UNTIL THE WATER IS COLD AND THEN RINSE QUICKLY WITH COLD WATER AND GET OUT.
This is war on the human race. We are divine beings of Light, a part of The Creator. At least about 99.999% of us are, or could have been before going past their personal point of no return.
So let me assure you, when I found the footage yesterday which almost exactly shows what I had seen in my dream, I was blown away. I got offline, meditated, slept quite well actually, and have been doing things online and also a good bit of “housekeeping” so that if we are transmuted to the higher spheres with this crossing, if my daughter and son do decide to come claim my possessions, they will find all the writings, digital files of videos, frequencies and protocols, true history, images – all the good stuff I have learned and amassed these last four-plus years since I was targeted with Lyme and Morgellons by the powers-that-be to prevent me from doing exactly what I am doing here: helping to liberate humanity from the parasitic tyranny and destruction of our species in the fallen angel, Luciferian Anunnaki soultrap of transhumanism.
I found this article with video of the PlanetX system by NASA on the ExpressUK website. It’s short, so I copied the text here, and embedded the video. https://www.express.co.uk/news/science/1130792/nasa-asteroid-earth-mini-moon-set-to-skim-earth-1999kw4-space-news
NASA asteroid Earth approach: MILE-WIDE asteroid with its own MINI MOON set to skim Earth
NASA has warned an asteroid big enough to boast its own mini moon will make a near-Earth approach tomorrow. An asteroid binary first spotted 20 years ago will make another close encounter with Earth this week. US space agency NASA has been tracking the brace of space rocks, dubbed KW4. And grainy footage shows the asteroid growing steadily brighter as it approaches Earth ahead of its closest approach tomorrow.
Although classified by NASA as technically “potentially hazardous”, asteroid 1999 KW4 will breeze by safely.
It’s actually quite a complex shape.
Even at its closest, the space rock fly-by 3,216,271 miles from Earth – 13.5 times the distance to the moon.
Asteroid 1999 KW4 is actually two objects, consisting of a larger space rock measuring 0.8 mile across (1.3km) and a mini moon orbiting it.
NASA explained: “The main body (primary) of 1999 KW4 is about 1300 meters across, but is actually quite a complex shape.
“It is slightly squashed at the poles and with a mountain ridge around the equator, which runs all the way around the asteroid,’ according to the observatory.
End of article. That’s it. That’s how they are deceiving the world about The Destroyer!
The image I captured as a still shot is closer to what I dreamt on May 16th, when I woke early in the morning recalling a dream I had just had.
I have had sight since I was very young, meaning all my life. Just one of the reasons the CIA came to my high school FIVE TIMES in 12th grade trying to recruit me (read my bio if you disbelieve). I foresaw my stepfather setting the house on fire and saved my three younger brothers and saved my mother from suicide just at age 11 alone. At age 18, I saw the chemical formula for CocaCola written in the sky, though I had no reason to know it and failed chemistry miserably in 10th grade, not knowing I would love it in college 5 years later, when the instructor, Dr. George Farrant, an ex-Coca Cola industrial chemist-turned-professor wrote it on the blackboard; I recognized it immediately.
I foresaw what is happening now as Wormwood approaches in my end of the world NOT FOR A CONSTANT MOMENT BUT THE WORLD WILL BE OBLITERATED vision at 19, and my brother’s suicide at 24 (he was 20). I have seen UFOs since age 4, spirits, demons, orbs and portals and angels, since a sundog is a NASA lie to refute their existence. My extrasensory perception went into overdrive when I began detoxing in late 2015 in my journey to self-treat and heal from Morgellons and Lyme, and only increases in the metadimensional shift we’re in now.
Here’s what I wrote in my journal when I woke up [CAPITALIZED WORDS LIKE THIS ADDED FOR READER CLARIFICATION]:
Looking toward SW, clear sky, sun would have been off –> SE (see bracketed spot [SUN] for place
DREAM OF SEEING PLANETS ALIGNED IN DAYLIGHT DREAMT AT NIGHT BEFORE WAKING UP MORNING WHEN IT WAS MY FIRST CONSCIOUS THOUGHT
To my surprise, I awoke recalling a dream that the planets aligned in the sky in full daylight and daytime. Not a straight line, more like ot the right (drawing) [THOUGH THE FIRST DRAWING IS PROBABLY ACCURATE AND REMOTE VIEWERS SHOULD NOT SECOND GUESS]. In the dream, I was in the back yard with my neighbor Mary, looking at her garden. I looked up, saw the planets in that alignment, called to her to look. She saw, acknowledged, despite being a skeptic/”objective observer” as she calls it, “choosing not to focus on the negative” when the subject of geoengineering comes up (like most people’s attitudes, “I can’t change it, so I don’t think about it”). But as I marvelled, I realized I should photograph it. Ran into the house, could not find my phone, found it in my purse from my wifi foray sortie yesterday, then woke up.
Laid there pretty shocked, it felt so real. Just a few hours before, had woken in night + looked out window –> see + the illuminated sky that is brighter by the day. [NOT SURE WHAT I NEGLECTED TO FINISH THAT WITH NOW] Yesterday began cloudless, but by 11AM the high altitude chem jets trails were making diff kinds of clouds. By eve. they obscured the skies, first focusing on S/SW in AM. When woke from dream ~6:30AM, heard wet street tire sounds. Raining. Yet where “sun” is in SE very bright up there and blue skies intersperse low-atmosphere clouds –> SW! [AT] @ 6:30-7:30AM still as I write, now is sunny, inc[LUDING] SE. People are so biochemically lobotomized.
Compare the two and it appears I had a vision of what NASA decided to show from their land-based, non-CGI actual video recording of Wormwood.
I wrote about the celestial objects accompanying it last June, when I began this blog.
THE WORD MARTYR ACTUALLY MEANS WITNESS.
But fear is not a thing we are prey to. We are not in danger, we are on the edge of eternal liberation and joy finally. Anything that would happen to us physically or emotionally is but a blip in the wavelength of our transcendence to our glorious forms of beauty. The word martyr actually means witness. We are witnesses and watchers and our souls this time now to be here, because our souls strove spiritually to fight this battle and we’ve won. ❤
WHAT YOU CAN DO RIGHT NOW TO KEEP YOUR VIBRATION HIGH
To assist maintaining your high frequency, drink lots of distilled water with alkaline fruit juices in small amounts, eat vegan or vegetarian, eat lightly. I like to keep an old Bragg Organic Raw Unfiltered Apple Cider Vinegar, 32 fl.oz (Pack of 2) “>Bragg’s ACV bottle, label removed so advertising cymatics don’t affect my water, which I fill with my home-distilled water that never comes in touch with BPA or plastic. I add lemon or lime juice, some pure stevia (sometimes), a teaspoon of pure vitamin C crystals (you can work up to high dosages, I did) which antioxidate your cells and speed cellular electroconductivity which is your LIGHT INFORMATION NETWORK, and I add MSM – Methysulfonylmethane – because it helps to reverse damage from all geoengineering materials. I sometimes add some of my homemade kombucha or kvass, or herb teas. This is a great time for some valerian root if you feel some anxiety – try the Ascension Tea I make.
Take breaks from tasks to reset your focus and not get stiff in any one thing. Stretch, flop, do yoga, unkink. Burn incense. I use Satya Sai Baba Nag Champa Agarbatti, in the same big box that is the kind my daughter Emily gave me for Christmas in 2004, fifteen years ago. Every time I burn it, or look at the box in my room even, I think of her and share my love in heart thoughts. Also, angels respond to scents and come near those which heighten the spirit. They are repelled by awful smells, like grilling and barbeque… blood, burning flesh, alcohol, and human body waste.
BEGIN THE ROPEWORM CLEANSE TO DETOX AND REMOVE THE SERPENT IN THE GUT AND OTHER PARASITES COLECTING HEAVY METALS AND LOWERING YOUR VIBRATION CAUSING SOUL-SABOTAGE METABOLICALLY
I burn Govinda White Sage sticks, dried rosemary, mint or bay leaves or any flower petals I have managed to dry and save, and Palo Santo sticks. Drops of essential oils here and there (my favorite diffuser just wore out), including when rinsing yourlaundry. Citrus, Mint and Rosemary EOs together are amazing for focus and a quiet mind simulataneously. Calming Lavender is good for now, and Patchouli (had to get up and put some on just writing that!).
Be gentle and circumspect and loving. Listen to frequencies and uplifting non-440 hertz music and tones. Sing, walk, love others. Be alone and meditate and though it may be a constant effort, return to your center because the Light you are is within you. Create, connect and cherish, even if you are alone. Breathe. Breathe deeply and slowly. Breathe the word love in the sign of infinity, the breathing track, the Law of God.
Meditate and connect with the I AM that you are as a divine light being. Turn away from the fears, worries… no need to control. Who hasn’t heard “Let go and let God”? All of humanity has been decived by the lies, doubt and illusions we have been preyed upon with by the enemy. You are already that which you are, the divine consciousness. Be still, you are that, created LOVE, the MOST HIGH GOD.
I love you and am writing to you, YOU, as you read this, you feel my love. My family, children Emily and Max, and my granddaughter Emily (if she reads this): I love you. Always know my beloved granddaughter that the piece of soul you were made to tear off for me when I was shunned is safe with mine in Love and Light, and you are a divine child of God. I love you all. No one can stop us from loving.
Whatever the day, we must remember that every day is the day, every moment, every breath, to be who we have always been, divine beauty in the Eye of Our Beholder, the Most High God.
Tags: ascension, electromagnetic, FAMILY, frequency, light, LOVE, NASA, Nibiru, ORION, PEACE, PlanetX, Pole Shift, remote viewing, The Destroyer, third eye, vision, water, Wormwood
© THE ASCENSION DIET – EATING TO ASCEND 2019
No matter what ‘weather’ is created for the slave population’s daylight operation waking hours, at night the skies are allowed to be free of vast amounts of geoengineering particulate aerosol injection sprays, and I see the angels – we are trained to call them stars – in their stations, lower and closer to earth than ever before, and they dip and increase in brightness, and pulse, as I watch them. It is clear to see that the earth is rotating, as well-described in these diagrams from this video and it heartens me – gladdens my heart – to see that other writers are also beginning to read and share discernment and revelations from the occulted ancient texts, brought forth in these last days of the earth that the controllers have worked so hard to destroy.
From Mio401 today:
Image below is from Mio401’s post, and this is my comment: This is a NASA CGI of a large constellation straddling the celestial equator. Its name is from the Greek Ophioukhos; “serpent-bearer”, and it is commonly represented as a man grasping a snake. The serpent is represented by the constellation Serpens. Who is this serpent? It is Yaldabaoth, Sama-el, Enki, Lucifer… he takes many names and forms (host bodies), and wears many faces. In the human, he is the serpent in the gut: the ropeworm. And many other satans, all as taught to us by The Christ in the Essene Gospels.
Calyx consistency scheme
While the semiologram changes collective energy and melts before my eyes and the personal perception is interfered with for and against the conscience which coexists indicates.
I will talk about effects since the causes are not cultivated and collected for now: the geometry of the new earth which is anyway a scheme of coherence, coherence and integrity and is the highest frequency available to the human of the two races of this conceived from there every breath.
The geomagnetic jerks seem to produce changes to the physical properties of the planet Earth. Changing geomagnetic properties and other things measured as the rotational speed of our planet. A great geomagnetic tear not only changes the earth’s magnetic field, but also changes the duration of the Earth’s day, now only
I will leave the address of the article that most in my opinion confirms the serenity and the summer ecstasy gift of the star nucleus of our sun bridegroom to the whole human form that envelops his conscience marries omniterra or sacred whirlwind the new way of be aware that the process has completed beyond the start and end partline.
Be sure holiness loved ones so that everything will go well be awake and love you to be good to us in grace.
The human divine human angel projects the great womb of all creation and consolation
The new geometry of the harmonica the sky on earth.
We all know the expression, “I don’t mind”, or we have something “on our mind”, or we say “mind you”… in becoming the observer who observes the observing of the thoughts and emotions, the memory farms, the etheric harvests that are used to entrap by defining us as persons, one releases from that back to the zero point of GOD being. It is the small that is referred to in the words of The Christ in the Essene Gospels. It allows the vesica piscis of heart energy to translate free of material definitions. It is liberty, and boundless. It is always within. It is by Grace that we suffer and refine to return to remembrance. It is Absolute Grace that we are here now, our soul energies each integral to making this happen, the new earth, and the end of the parasites of deception.
(Above images taken outside my home on December 19, 2018)
Image of an angel taken in August 2018. The original video it was featured in was removed by YouTube, and an AI-edited farcical reference was put up in its place by one of the GooGhoul goons working for the cabal, but here is the post anyway, and the second post too, from a few months ago when I discovered that the terrified-that-people-will-learn-the-truth-I-share had interfered with yet another photographic capture proving that stars are divine light beings, which is what WE are.
We are love. We become stars. Love is Light is Divine and we are all uniquely created to exist eternally. It is a test here. Rise above the pain. Love has wings and is stronger than death. Your lungs are where your wings attach. I keep reinforcing this to you.
I love each of you so much. And O my children and family. You, my dearest Emily. We are ushering in the new earth together in ONEness of the zero station of illimitable LOVE.
For Many, These Are Perhaps the Most Important Conversations on the Planet Right Now
In this wide-ranging Satsang from the Zmar silent retreat, Moojibaba takes a variety of questions and uses each one as an opportunity to point us to our deeper nature, and clarify the relationship between ego, mind, and the true Self. These discussions highlight the universal themes which human beings must navigate to find their own inner harmony and stillness in the midst of whatever situations life might present. Mooji had the following to say about the chosen title for this Satsang: “We are constantly speaking about problems and their solutions as being something external, but it is our experience that human beings must first change from the inside to find within themselves the capacity to be truly universal. Everybody may not agree, but we have found that it is only through this universal understanding that we can work for harmony in the world.”
Live music after Satsang: “Thank You” by Tara & Nirmal, performed by Tara, Nirmal & Santosh
25 October 2019 | Morning Satsang ‘Second’ Zmar Silent Retreat
Thank you ❤ ❤ ❤