“I will love you for 1,000 years, and then love you for 1,000 more.”
It truly is a wonderful idea Spirit. My hope is you won’t grow unbearably bored and tired of me and decide to do what the previous ancestors did.
Thanks be to the Most High for cancelled contracts!
Blind faith often makes us look insane.
So be it.
I’m jumping off the proverbial cliff.
I trust you will catch me.
Or I’ll build my wings on the way down.
Every time I hear a masculine in psychic land speaking about my energy, my sensitivity, my availability, my stability, my inheritance … material and spiritual .. every time my energy is tapped and my chakras activated without permission, this is what I see in my mind. I’m disgusted.
Heavenly Father…. Surely this isn’t the actual representation of the Divine Masculine. I simply won’t accept it.
I believe our Divine brothers and partners are stealth … hunting those who feast on the essence of the Divine Feminine … and her children.
I Am Patient.
“If you love me don’t let go.”
“Don’t go sharing your emotions, lay all your love on me!”
I love me.
I choose me.
Everyone in my life chose something other than me.
Wanted me to believe I was broken somehow, needing fixing, unworthy of pure love in my brokenness.
I chose me.
I had to.
I give to me all my love, time and services.
Don’t come to me with your problems.
Your burden is no longer my responsibility.
And frankly, I don’t care anymore… about anything you have going other than your discovery of your own ability to manage your own shit.
May the Most High bless you with the wisdom and endurance necessary for the reward which comes thru perseverance … the reward which you believe you can just steal. Just take.
I looked in the mirror to find a huge splat of goose poop on my rear windshield!
I thought, oh yes there may be shit, but it is at the rear (ahem!) and so on its way out of my life!!
And now … it … is … gone!
Blessed new beginnings.
Blessed new Life.
Grateful.
Go-oh-oh-oh-olden years …
Run for the shadows ….
Spirit is awesome.
They say, Silence is Golden.
Yes, it is, and after 20 years of the interferers choosing my listening menu, I say RA!!!
And play heavy metal guitar.
The inner child pouts.
And now … Golden Years … Run for the shadows … stuff is happening.
All will be Golden.
Thanks be to the Most High Master and our Divine Family, a Collective of Skillful, Willful, Caring Creators.
What a lovely Life Force you’re wearing there, my dear! Pretty and potent this Essence Divine!
Let me be your invisible lover. Let me into your dreams.
Let me possess a human body and physically “tap” you.
It’s okay. Believe what you see … it’s safe … your sweet little mind, your sugar coated Soul, is safe with me.
I’ll give you a gift, all you need do is be still while I extract ‘payment’.
Sssssshhhhh ……
🤦♀️🤯🤬☠️👽
The “spirit” of narcissism is attached to many poor souls. They actually aren’t really even alive … they are puppets, and all have the same traits.
The lesser or greater degree is the solidification of parasitical attachment into the psyche.
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Timeline Distribution ~ 1/7/2024
In 1987, I entered the field of work which would become my career. 37 years later I find that a pressman who worked at the same place all those years ago now works for the same company I’m working at again.
This morning he commented on my appearance. He said he noted my weight loss, said I must be the weight I once was all those years ago. Said I was looking good. (He’s married, happily, not flirty at all).
No … I was 115 lbs then. A faulty thyroid had me struggling with weight for many years. I increased to 205 lbs. Now, I’m at 135 lbs and feeling really good.
Sometimes compliments are proper and good, appreciated.
Sometimes compliments aren’t appreciated, because it comes with an energetic or physical “pawing”, some sort of “need” another wants me to fill.
Oh the whoa.
Thanks be to the Most High and our Collective Family of Skillful, Willful, expertise.
I am grateful for health, for spiritual wealth, my new life, and those who will walk the path with me.
In a good way, let it be.
Aho.
I walked upstairs to get a snack. At the top of the stairs there was a dead stink bug on its back. I thought to self, there’s got to be a message here!
I looked up the stink bug and discovered as the bug nears death, normal blood flow ceases, causing the legs to contract inwardly. Without support of the legs, the body becomes top-heavy, and usually falls upside down. Nervous system failure.
I opened my bag of Fritos, not realizing I opened it from the bottom. I thought, “bottoms up!”
I thought about the stink bug falling from the air, landing on its back, flipped.
I thought of my bag of Fritos, being pulled from an upside down bag.
And I thought of Spirituality, and Religion, and those warring factions who swear everyone else who thinks dofferently is wrong.
Those who were up, fall down.
Those who were sealed in, are coming UP from the bottom.
Polar Shift.
The Most High knows His essence. He knows who embodies it, generates it, vs the difference it forms when a thief wears it as a cloak.
I’m so impressed at the stupidity.
That some actually thought they could use the essence of the Most High Master to overthrow the Most High Master.
The illusions run deep.
Or should I say, delusions.
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