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It Is One Year Since You Left The Body, Nichole

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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.

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The jhoti – flame – of Nichole’s spirit present appears here, the green flame shape to the left of this picture of Emily and Nichole, who asked her twin Morgan to take a photograph to send to me just a few weeks before, at Thanksgiving.

 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. <3

Transmutation in process

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To thealchemistspottery ,

This is my response to your healing project. WordPress won’t allow me to comment. I have cleared all cache. I can’t even “like” things. I had to do this to get this to you.

I cannot describe adequately how moved I am by your project and its reasons, your givingness and the outcome ALREADY REALIZED FOR ALL HERE READING,WRITING, INTERACTING – you have made a healing circle – and my heart literally goes out to every person here and everywhere, for we all suffer.
Thank you for doing what humans should be doing, which is a system of heart healing, the true magic.

First, let me say that of all the potteries, Raku is the elemental and transformational one. What metals do from earth elements and our intention is of a power that is unquantifiable.
Like us.
I feel your grief and share with you empathy, love and all connectedness.
I’m gratefully submitting this link https://eatingtoascend.com/2018/12/27/in-memory-of-nichole-daughter-to-me-stolen-from-life-on-december-20-2018/ for you to open, print and transmute with all others in the collective fire of love.

Eight days passed since I was there. I had a silent, alone Christmas, as I have since 2012.
No one told me she had died, my own family shuns me, I am cut off from my granddaughter, Nichole’s daughter, and I had been with Nichole less than 48 hours before she died. I took her shopping for Christmas presents which I paid for, for her daughter/my granddaughter and her other daughter Lola. We stopped at her therapist’s office (state run) who broke pharaceutical protocol and yanked her off of Klonopin a week before Christmas and she was struggling with her Fentanyl addiction, badly “managed” by the Draconian ‘behavioral health care” system. In essence, she was murdered. She came out of that office sobbing, and had begged her therapist to let her stay on the Klonopin (which she had run out of and was already in need of to maintain the ridiculous cocktail they had her dependent upon) and her tehrapist refused. I stayed with Nichole until long after dark before driving the long drive home, talking with her about detox, emotional healing, spiritual growth, and things she could begin to do to regain her life and selfhood. I apologized for “talking her ear off” when she looked strained, listening, and she said “No, don’t! I’m getting it! I’m understanding so much it’s making my brain hurt!” And that’s when I knew she was having an awakening. Her pineal gland was opening up and fast.

Nichole was Rh Negative and of the Tribe of Dann. This is significant.

So the day before her death, an angel visited me and a stargate opened over my home. I gnow (gnosis/knowledge: they changed language to dilute meaning and weaponize it, and disempower the masses) that this was what it was, including the huge DNA spiral of light information.

The next day she accidentally overdosed on Fentanyl as my granddaughter was in the car being driven there to spend her school vacation with her mother.
I have to wonder, did she pass on, or take the dose, at the time on the clock in the photograph I took five years before (in the blogpost). I continued sending her heart energy and emails relevant to what we had been discussing, in particular two TED talks on spiritual awakening misunderstood for depression or psychosis, and the deadening effects on the human soul the “behavioral health system” has in its treatment methods.

Late in the evening on December 26th, her rommate called me, as Nichole’s husband, seeing my emails still coming to her phone, said something about my not knowing yet.
MY OWN SON, HER EX-HUSBAND, MY DAUGHTER, AND NICHOLE’S TWIN SISTER – also someone I have been close to these same 18 years – NEVER TOLD ME SHE WAS DEAD.
I called my son and he hung up on me.

My daughter called – for the first time in almost four years – the day before the memorial service, actually fishing for information but pretending she cared, asking how I learned of her death, but really to see if I had plans to come (to the memorial; she had been cremated), and then after we hung up immediately texted me forbidding me to come.

Nichole is the child who at 15 when she ran away from home, being abused by her stepfather, who I, a divorced working mother of two, took in. And again at 18, she came to live with me, and I drove her back and forth to finish high school – a 30 mile round trip, and I worked at a 45 horse barn, and there was commuter traffic – while her family rejected her.
She was a daughter to me and a friend.

I LOVE HER AND I MISS HER AND I MISS MY GRANDDAUGHTER EMILY, AND SHE WAS FORCED TO HAVE ME REMOVED FROM HER LIFE, AND THEN HER MOM.
I NEVER GOT TO GRIEVE, and worse than that, I myself am treated as if I am dead, with a twist: I’m not missed. (I never got to see her one last time. I could not comfort my granddaughter.)

Nichole was kinder to me in this life, more loving and supportive than any other human being has ever been.

She was heading back to SOURCE and her escort stopped by my house and made itself visible on December 19, 2018. I was wordlessly called to look out the window and see what I saw.

So please accept this letter from my heart, my spirit’s soaring song, and print it with the two printed posts I linked here, and add my love to yours and all of ours.
LOVE. Is. All.

Suffering Anneals the Soul.
Suffering Anneals the Soul.

We are ONE. Namaste and hugs to you.

 

I’ll see you soon, Nichole.
Laura

©EatingToAscend – The Ascension Diet 2019
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Emily's Quilt, by @EatingToAscend 2018

END DAYS QUILT OF WORMWOOD PRECOGNITION – YOU HAVE TO LOOK!

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In 2015, my granddaughter Emily (yes, that is my daughter’s name too) and I designed a quilt together, she chose the fabrics, I suggested the pattern, she approved it, and I finished it in time for her very sad Christmas since her mommy died. (There was a delay of a few years while I self-treated for the illuminati-created “diseases” of Lyme and Morgellons.) You can see that the quilt represents a figure within a figure in the shape of kimonos, representing my overarching love with wings as my DNA carries my sleeping loved ones still in the matrix through the portal Wormwood is bringing.

Emily's Quilt, by @EatingToAscend 2018

And you see Niburu itself, the red tiger-striped fabric sphere, outsizing the bucolic (we wish!) earth realm.

I have been working on a retrospective of my artwork, and while at my desk processing photographs, I looked up at the wall above my monitor, a pastiche of images and words, like a vertical file, and there I saw the meaning of this quilt.

How to tell your loved ones? I tried telling my adult children and it essentially became a coffin-nail on my sanity lid in their eyes! I have not spoken of this to my granddchildren, except in my prayers, and my writing, which, will they read? IT IS WRITTEN ON THEIR HEARTS THOUGH, BEING OF MY DNA AND SPIRIT, REGARDLESS OF THIS FALLEN WORLD AND FALLEN PARENTS, FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS STILL ASLEEP IN THE MATRIX.

If you have read this far, look at my HARD SUN SERIES review, where I address this cataclysm of pain and love and responsibility for knowing.

I love YOU. Happy Birthday Emily as you turn 14 tomorrow. You are blessed and good and need not worry. It will all be perfect in the end.

 

In Memory of Nichole Travers Little Cabana, recount of visitation

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#TRIGGERWARNING
Added: see bottom

 

Nichole, Bean Hollow, 2012

I was called last night by my daughter-in-law’s roommate, who realized no one had told me that she overdosed last week. I had been with her two days before, taking gifts for her and my granddaughter (named after my daughter and Nichole’s twin sister).

I stand against you Satan until my last breath fighting your evil in this life we are all in in this world you have corrupted and lives you destroy.

I am so sad for my granddaughter, she is not yet 14. Nichole’s twin sister, her mom and siblings and friends. I am loving each of you. Sending all my love.  Doing all I can to not cry and produce trauma energies for their collection.

Nichole had begun to embrace the knowledge I was sharing. (She had seen Afflicted, before our reuniting after a few years being separate – her ability to forgive and love was great.) Before I left last Monday (her twin was with us all day too, us three girls like in old times years past) she said she was wrapping her mind around it, it made her forehead hurt. HER PINEAL WAS OPENING. Praise the MOST HIGH.

Note From Nichole, age 15
LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE

I love you Nichole. I lift you up to our Creator, the Most High. He knows everything you were considering and trying to understand. He knows your heart. Your heart is Good. We are all trauma victims.

4AM WALKED INTO KITCHEN IN DARK FOR WATER, THERE WAS A FLASH OF ENERGY, December 21, 2018

At about 4AM I walked naked (I usually wear sleep clothes now, for rapture preparedness, but last night felt constricted, irritated skin, dry?) into the kitchen for lemon water (alkaline) and as I took my first step past the threshold of my bedroom door into the kitchen space there was a very fast, very intense, tight small flash of light that immediately disappeared through the wall below the window – toward the graveyard. It was very fast, very intense, very concentrated and very real and it happened like a hand clap and was gone. I felt as I poured my water like a presence lingered. I believe it was a disembodied spirit, and was keeping place with the art materials I am giving Emily. I photographed them yesterday and sent the photos to Cherie, Nichole’s roommate, since Nichole’s phone is off right now. The two boxes of art supplies are full of love. Just as when I experienced the spirit throwing my portfolio then book at the Little’s, and heard the footsteps running in the hall, so did Mamaux, just as a spirit came out of my unplugged, turned off Powerbook in 2017, this was real. It is in form like the whirl of manifestation of a jinn in cartoons. Genie. An entity.

THE ART MATERIALS I PHOTOGRAPHED AND THEN PERSONALLY DELIVERED TO EMILY ON JUNE 11, 2019 WHICH THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF NICHOLE’S SPIRIT VISITED, AND I HAD NOT YET BEEN TOLD SHE HAD LEFT THE BODY

I am so glad I am moving from here, and getting away from these demons concentrated in this forsaken church building place of pain and death. This dead town full of zombies. Not that any other location does not have them. But this ground I live on is literally full of death, being a graveyard, and old church from 1870 whose founder/minister the owners disinterred when they put in the basement steps.
If you want to see a human spirit leaving the body, watch the video at the bottom of this blog post… 

Added on January 13, 2019:

I have been writing a book called SUPERNATURAL IN MY LIFE. I did not know that Nichole had died until the 26th when her roommate (the one who followed the advice in my post DO THIS WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE) called. There I was, sending texts, emails, leaving voice messages after the 18th when we were last together. I have had supernatural things occur as long as I can remember, back to age two. Never forgotten.
I wrote this early on the morning of December 21st. I write so much that this was ‘backburnered’ in my mind until, reading aloud to my friend the chapters I have finished in the book. This friend who helped me have my granddaugher’s weighted blanket custom-made and shipped to her because his own son almost OD’d on fentanyl just two weeks before Nichole did. (This is true #empathy.) He has known me since I was 20, old friends with the my children’s grandparents, and the one who disclosed to me the satanic ritual child abuse the father of my children grew up in (read FORTY YEARS AGO TODAY).
As I began to read the most recent event of December 21st, I realized Nichole had come to visit.
Here is what I wrote, less than twenty-four hours from her death, less than 25 miles from her body in the mortuary, without knowing – NO ONE TOLD ME – she had died.
Note written 21April2020:
This blog entry has been hacked and I have had to restore it. With nearly 400 articles since June 15, 2018, I am unable to monitor each article or posting.

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Original post 26December2018, updated early 2019 and then 21April2020
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