These lyrics keep rolling around in my head. I believe we have family here in the unseen facilitating a major shift in the way things are done here.
“joy to the world, peace on the earth, God bless the children, how we love them!”
These lyrics keep rolling around in my head. I believe we have family here in the unseen facilitating a major shift in the way things are done here.
“joy to the world, peace on the earth, God bless the children, how we love them!”
Blood mysteries teach that menstrual blood and birthing blood are holy blood, power blood, healing blood. The blood mysteries teach us to remember that life and healing come from and return to woman, to the wise woman, to the woman who bleeds and does not die.
Blood mysteries reveal that menstrual (moontime) blood and birth blood are so holy, so full of potential, so full of the void, that they are to be used only to heal, to heal by nourishing. Holy woman-blood is nourishing blood, blood of love, blood of abundance, blood that heals the earth.
Blood mysteries recall the immense power of the bleeding woman. Power enough to share in great nourishing give-away from mother to matrix, give-away of nourisher to nourisher. When we bleed into the ground (in reality or fantasy) our power regrounds as our blood flows through the personal root chakra and into the earth.
Bleeding into the ground, bleeding freely, we know ourselves as women, as nourishers of life, as givers of nourishment to the plants, givers of holy nourishment: our moontime blood.
I am woman giving away nourishment to ensure this planet’s life. With my moontime power, my blood, with my birthing power, my blood, I feed the earth who feeds us all. Every month I remember: I am woman. I am earth. I am life. I am nourishment. I am change.
I am woman, confronted with my changes: hormonal harmonics stirring moon time visions . . .
I am woman. I know life, death, pain, and health in my marrow, in my womb. I know the narrow space between life and death, the bloody place of birth, the bloody mess of nourishing life, the bloody flow of letting life go. I am woman. My blood is power. Peaceful power. Peaceful blood.
My blood is holy nourishment. My blood nourishes the growing fetus. My blood becomes milk to nourish the young child. My blood flows into the ground as holy nourishment for the Great Mother, Gaia, Mother Earth.
~ Susan Weed

Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died. Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned. Two lost their sons in the revolutionary army, another had two sons captured. Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of the revolutionary war.
They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor.
What kind of men were they? Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists. Eleven were merchants, nine were farmers and large plantation owners, men of means, well educated. But they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing full well that the penalty would be death if they were captured.
Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. He sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.
Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and poverty was his reward.
Vandals or soldiers or both, looted the properties of Ellery, Clymer, Hall, Walton, Gwinnett, Heyward, Ruttledge, and Middleton.
At the battle of Yorktown, Thomas Nelson Jr., noted that the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson home for his headquarters. The owner quietly urged General George Washington to open fire. The home was destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt.
Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.
John Hart was driven from his wife’s bedside as she was dying. Their 13 children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his children vanished. A few weeks later he died from exhaustion and a broken heart. Norris and Livingston suffered similar fates.
Such were the stories and sacrifices of the American Revolution. These were not wild eyed, rabble-rousing ruffians. They were soft-spoken men of means and education. They had security, but they valued liberty more. Standing tall, straight, and unwavering, they pledged: ‘For the support of this declaration, with firm reliance on the protection of the divine providence, we mutually pledge to each other, our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.’
Michael W Smith

“250k workers injured every year by being burned” from these “death towers”… It’s a “mass extinction event”.
I only ask you to enter my house with respect. To serve you I do not need your devotion, but your sincerity. Neither your beliefs, but your thirst for knowledge. Enter with your vices, your fears and your hatreds from the greatest to the smaller ones, I can help you dissolve them.
You can look at me and love me as a female, as a mother, as a daughter, as a sister, as a friend, but never look at me as an authority above yourself. If the devotion you have for any god, It is greater than the one you have for the God that is within you, you offend them both and you offend the one.


The first says:
“The person who comes into our life is the right person”
In other words, no one comes into our lives by chance, all the people around us, who interact with us, are there for a reason, to make us learn and advance in each situation.
The second law says:
“What happens is the only thing that could have happened.”
Nothing, but nothing, absolutely nothing that happens to us in our lives could have been otherwise.
Not even the most insignificant detail.
There is no: “if I had done such a thing, such another would have happened…”.
Nope.
What happened was the only thing that could have happened and it had to have been so for us to learn that lesson and move on.
Each and every one of the situations that happen to us in our lives are perfect, even if our mind and our ego resist and do not want to accept it.
The third says:
“Anytime it starts is the right time.”
Everything starts at the right time, neither before nor after.
When we are ready for something new to start in our lives, that is when it will begin.
And the fourth and last:
“When something ends, it ends.”
Just like that.
If something ended in our lives, it is for our evolution, therefore it is better to leave it, move on and advance already enriched by that experience.
I think it is not by chance that you are reading this, if these words came into our lives today; It’s because we’re prepared to understand that no snowflake ever falls in the wrong place.
🖊unknown