He says the Geomagnetic storm is just missing the earth, but for three days I have been shedding what feels like stored cellular trauma … it’s vacating the premises, but it is NOT pretty!
Time is speeding up, so are Earth Winds.
If these geomagnetic storms are affecting me, in body, as they are …. wonder what is happening to much denser beings. Do you suppose they are being blasted out of the system, or are also purging the dark energies from their body systems?
What of those who wander the earth without body, do you think the geomagnetic storms are having an affect on them too? If so, I wonder what type of affect.
We have a physical body we can see. Perhaps the unseen are only unseen because the body’s they inhabit take on the appearance of whatever is around them, effectively blending into the environment. To us, it looks like the environment … but how many actual chameleon-like bodies are surrounding us at all times?
No such thing as being alone.
The human body is an antennae, a water filled electrical conduit, and it picks up on the slightest vibration, whether aware of it or not.
Some think their mood swings are all about their personality, and it sort of is – but for the most part I think they are extra sensitive and picking up on, and sometimes embodying, the energetics of others.
It is important to know what emotions, fueled by whatever type of energy, actually belong to us or are simply being picked up on and felt from another’s output., because not only are we an antennae, we are a power source, and empower that which is circulating within us … whether the thought, feeling or emotion actually belongs to us or not.
This stuff is like tar … it sticks to the energetic body, unless we can become aware of it and consciously release it, let it flow on out like a breath rather than constricting with it.
Taking charge isn’t always loud, sometimes it’s only a whisper in the mind, exercising the will to be as is without accepting the gifts of the wave, the energetic ocean of waves that we walk through and swim in on a daily basis.
Sort of like in the actual ocean where one gets wet, but the inner portion of the body remains as is. In the ocean of vibration, which is filled with waves coming from every aspect of surrounding life, it’s important to be “water proof” and let it roll off like water on feathers.
Physical body, emotional body, mental body, etheric body… and more! Caring for our body’s is so much more detailed than simply what we ‘see’.
“In the course of my lifetime I have lived in two distinct cultures. I was born into a culture that lived in communal houses. My grandfather’s house was eighty feet long. It was called a smoke house, and it stood down by the beach along the inlet. All my grandfather’s sons and their families lived in this dwelling. Their sleeping apartments were separated by blankets made of bull rush weeds, but one open fire in the middle served the cooking needs of all.
In houses like these, throughout the tribe, people learned to live with one another; learned to respect the rights of one another. And children shared the thoughts of the adult world and found themselves surrounded by aunts and uncles and cousins who loved them and did not threaten them. My father was born in such a house and learned from infancy how to love people and be at home with them.
And beyond this acceptance of one another there was a deep respect for everything in Nature that surrounded them. My father loved the Earth and all its creatures. The Earth was his second mother. The Earth and everything it contained was a gift from See-see-am… and the way to thank this Great Spirit was to use his gifts with respect.
I remember, as a little boy, fishing with him up Indian River and I can still see him as the sun rose above the mountain top in the early morning…I can see him standing by the water’s edge with his arms raised above his head while he softly moaned…”Thank you, thank you.” It left a deep impression on my young mind.
And I shall never forget his disappointment when once he caught me gaffing for fish “just for the fun of it.” “My son” he said, “The Great Spirit gave you those fish to be your brothers, to feed you when you are hungry. You must respect them. You must not kill them just for the fun of it.”
This then was the culture I was born into and for some years the only one I really knew or tasted. This is why I find it hard to accept many of the things I see around me.
I see people living in smoke houses hundreds of times bigger than the one I knew. But the people in one apartment do not even know the people in the next and care less about them.
It is also difficult for me to understand the deep hate that exists among people. It is hard to understand a culture that justifies the killing of millions in past wars, and it at this very moment preparing bombs to kill even greater numbers. It is hard for me to understand a culture that spends more on wars and weapons to kill, than it does on education and welfare to help and develop.
It is hard for me to understand a culture that not only hates and fights his brothers but even attacks Nature and abuses her. I see my white brothers going about blotting out Nature from his cities. I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things from the bosom of Mother Earth as though she were a monster, who refused to share her treasures with him. I see him throw poison in the waters, indifferent to the life he kills there; as he chokes the air with deadly fumes.
My white brother does many things well for he is more clever than my people but I wonder if he has ever really learned to love at all. Perhaps he only loves the things that are his own but never learned to love the things that are outside and beyond him. And this is, of course, not love at all, for man must love all creation or he will love none of it. Man must love fully or he will become the lowest of the animals. It is the power to love that makes him the greatest of them all… for he alone of all animals is capable of [a deeper] love.
My friends, how desperately do we need to be loved and to love. When Christ said man does not live by bread alone, he spoke of a hunger. This hunger was not the hunger of the body.. He spoke of a hunger that begins in the very depths of man… a hunger for love. Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. Instead we turn inwardly and begin to feed upon our own personalities and little by little we destroy ourselves.
You and I need the strength and joy that comes from knowing that we are loved. With it we are creative. With it we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others. There have been times when we all wanted so desperately to feel a reassuring hand upon us… there have been lonely times when we so wanted a strong arm around us… I cannot tell you how deeply I miss my wife’s presence when I return from a trip. Her love was my greatest joy, my strength, my greatest blessing.
I am afraid my culture has little to offer yours. But my culture did prize friendship and companionship. It did not look on privacy as a thing to be clung to, for privacy builds walls and walls promote distrust. My culture lived in big family communities, and from infancy people learned to live with others.
My culture did not prize the hoarding of private possessions, in fact, to hoard was a shameful thing to do among my people. The Indian looked on all things in Nature as belonging to him and he expected to share them with others and to take only what he needed.
Everyone likes to give as well as receive. No one wishes only to receive all the time. We have taken something from your culture… I wish you had taken something from our culture, for there were some beautiful and good things in it.
Soon it will be too late to know my culture, for integration is upon us and soon we will have no values but yours. Already many of our young people have forgotten the old ways. And many have been shamed of their Indian ways by scorn and ridicule. My culture is like a wounded deer that has crawled away into the forest to bleed and die alone.
The only thing that can truly help us is genuine love. You must truly love, be patient with us and share with us. And we must love you—with a genuine love that forgives and forgets… a love that forgives the terrible sufferings your culture brought ours when it swept over us like a wave crashing along a beach… with a love that forgets and lifts up its head and sees in your eyes an answering love of trust and acceptance…”
Whilst none of us can know what lies around the next corner, it’s important we see this as a force to inspire and motivate us to make the most of every single moment. If we don’t, we can end up living in fear and becoming entombed behind self-imposed prison walls as we wait for the ‘right time’ to live. Uncertainty is a fact of life; no matter how much we’d like certainty and guarantees, we cannot have it. The world simply isn’t made that way. We have two choices as to how we come to terms with the impermanence of a shifting world, either to wriggle, wrestle and fight against the inevitable or to gracefully accept it. Now, graceful acceptance isn’t the same as giving up; it’s a courageous and wise willingness to be conscious and aware of the bigger picture of life and the constant ebb and flow of change.
Fear and uncertainty aren’t easy to live with as it’s hard to lovingly accommodate them into our daily lives. Yet, to deny or resist them doesn’t make them disperse, so when we gently turn towards them, we can begin to find a deeper sense of balance in our lives. Of course, we can’t ease all of our pain and suffering in life, and we certainly can’t numb ourselves to what may, or may not, happen ahead as to live wholeheartedly is to live openheartedly which means we open up to experiencing life more, the good with the bad. If we try to numb ourselves, how can we truly live as we become closed to the rich spectrum of life? We can try to anaesthetize ourselves by building brick walls between ourselves and the world, but this just leaves us feeling isolated and disconnected, rather than safe, comfortable and joyful.
Perhaps the biggest lesson we are each facing at the moment comes from a growing realization that we are stronger, more vibrant and more resilient than we’ve ever given ourselves credit for. It’s undeniably hard when we feel broken and alone, disconnected or full of feelings of injustice or anger, and we can struggle to see beyond this, but it’s important we each know that we are not alone. When we gaze up at the stars in the sky above, we can feel connected. Similarly, when we take a big deep breath and re-centre, we can feel a deeper sense of connectedness. Although like-minded souls may not walk physically at our sides, we are all connected by unity of vision and spirit.
Gratitude today for the things that are rarely mentioned. Thank you to the herbs that we burn for ceremony and herbs we use to cook with. Recognition to the dirt, grasses and sands that cover Mother Earth for us to walk on. Grateful for the foods that grow on trees and vines to provide us with nourishment for a healthy body. Thanks to Creator for making us human so we can enjoy all that our Mother Earth has to offer.
Planet Earth is a farm. We are the cattle. ETs and the Cabal have been running experiments on us for years. Until we wake as a collective consciousness We will forever continue as a slave colony, suppressed in the matrix they have created for us.
Government’s worldwide are complicit with this agenda and have done many deals with Dark ET races in exchange for advanced technology. In return they select humans for experiments and other nefarious means. Time to share your knowledge and wake up the collective. We are all one.
The Gray’s & Draco are the main malevolent ET races working in tandem with the cabal and illuminati. Solar warden and the dark fleet are both exploring the electric universe and other stellar systems. While we are kept in a matrix of suppression and told we came from monkeys.
The “All Seeing Eye” [A.I.]. Say it out loud. Hidden in plain sight. This Symbol is widely recognized throughout the universe. Off planet civilizations know not to interfere with it Why?? We will get there. I’m still digging.
The Monetary Matrix
Their most useful tool they use to keep us “occupied”. Why is the pyramid shown on the dollar bill? They show us their plans. They have to under The Law of One. The Law of the Universe.
There are trillions of planets throughout endless polarities and alternate vibrations through the multiverse. 3D 4D- 6D+ There are sub dimensions within each dimension. 8 subdimensions to be exact. Make the choice where you want to be.
The Black Knight Satellite, One of the oldest satellites orbiting our planet, I believe is an Ancient piece of technology. This Alien non-human Satellite was left here to monitor our race. Question is, who left it behind?
The Story of the Annunaki Legend has it they imitated the gods when they came to our Planet. Fallen Angels, Nephilim, Aliens, Demons. This is about perception. What you perceive to be your reality Is what you will manifest to be your reality.
Rumors are that it was Tesla that intercepted a signal in 1899 after building a high-voltage radio device in Colorado Springs. Since the 1930’s Astronomers worldwide have been reporting strange radio signals which allegedly come from this Alien Satellite.
1901 Nikola Tesla announced he had received contact from off planet. After falling out with JP Morgan and Thomas Edison Nikola Tesla was cast aside with his futuristic thoughts and ideas. Below is a drawing from Tesla. He wanted to disclose anti-gravity tech.
Ok so by now we know for sure we are not alone. Now an open mind is the key to expanding your consciousness. Let’s look at off planet civilizations now.
Utopia is a city on Mars. I’ve heard somebody we know wants to move there.
Elon Musk & girlfriend Claire Boucher
Why does one of the World’s richest men want to move to a planet that contains nothing but sand, Rocks and no atmosphere? Think about that for a while
Satanic pentagram cuts on her stomach.
The question is.. Who is Elon Musk?
Elon Musk comes from one of the richest South African families. A Masonic Family. I believe a higher entity is hosting his body. Look at his taste in women.
He stole Tesla’s name. What else has he stolen? My point is, Question Everything.
Mars is not red. NASA put a red filter on this planet. The Mayans, The Hopi, Mars Germans & other Interstellar beings all live on Mars. The Mars Germans who escaped back in the 1940’s and 50’s have been at war with civilizations on Mars for decades.
I sometimes wonder. It’s Saturday night Utopia on Mars.
What do other Off Planet civilizations do to have some fun? I have heard E.T’s come to Earth for galactic trade. They buy humans and our beer.
Apparently we make the best beer in the universe!!
Oh We’re tying the stars to the mountains The mountains to the stars. We are so high That we can see beyond the wall of our own horizons Waywayah. Waywayah
Cords that Knot & threads that bind Tell the tale of Humankind From long ago into future returning All wisdoms from lifetimes learnt Out of the cave the Shining Ones rise A hope awoke in their eyes We weave a new myth into the Timelines
Oh We’re tying the stars to the mountains The mountains to the stars. We are so high That we can see beyond the wall of our own horizons
Old Basket Maker tends to her net Gathering up all the ones who have leapt Smooth our way into The Emergence Oh I Am who I Am Oh I Am Reflecting all that you see I am Generosity flows from our hands Enough talk now it is time for deeds
Oh We’re tying the stars to the mountains The mountains to the stars. We are so high That we can see beyond the wall of our own horizons Waywayah. Waywayah
Strip out of any illusionary attire Into the smoke of the eucalyptus fire Pounding our feet in the rising dust In freedom & wonder, Creator we trust We restore balance through our reverence of life Quivers full of courage & our blood lightening
Alhamdulillah (Praise be to God)
Oh we’re tying the stars to the mountains The mountains to the stars. We are so high That we can see beyond the wall of our own horizons Waywayah. Waywayah. Tying the stars to the loom.
It takes a lot to love a thing, a life, in any of its forms …. and it takes very little to destroy it. Usually, it is destroyed simply because the one they long to hurt has become unaffected by them … so they harm what, and who, they love, trying to get them to bend to their will.
So the one who has refused to bend, to submit to the destroyer must also stand firm in the face of the torment of that which they love … for to fight it is in a way, bending to it. The task then, is to shed the responsibilities one might feel toward the harm … blaming self for the actions of another …. questions arise, “if I had agreed to bend, to submit, perhaps lives would be spared, harm not perpetrated on the innocent.”
We all know … or at least I hope so by now, this is a lie. No amount of bending to an aggressor will end aggression …. no amount of shrinking will stop a power tripping entity from doing harm …. no …. they will demand more, and more, until there is no thing left but rivers of pain and suffering.
So the warrior must continue to stand strong and firm … daring the destroyer to simply destroy it all … they will anyway. Why allow them to strip a soul of their sovereignty in the process? Breaking the Will that we all hold so dear.
They will destroy everything anyway … despite contracts, or treaties, or handshakes …. they will destroy it all … if not now, later.
It is too bad that so many are blinded by this truth. They cower, and they call it being a “savior” for simply delaying the inevitable. They keep in mind the promises made to them by said destroyer … Utopia.
They have already relinquished their soul … their sovereignty…. they settle for less because this keeps them ‘safe’ … all they need do is fulfill their obligations stated in the contract … feed the beast.
Their collective soul will rot … and rightly so …. unless of course they are experts at throwing off the guilt of their chosen actions and betrayals to innocence, perfectly okay with being traitor to life.
In that case, they have become the aggressor … no better, no worse.
The tears, the sobbing, the torment of the innocent is music to their ears …. it sings out in everyone’s ears these days … and people are so distracted by the manipulated chaos, the virus, the riots, the fires, the elections … that they cannot hear what is plainly occurring, and they deny its existence.
Soon tho, they will not be able to deny it any longer. Even the most fervent denier will no longer be able to refuse its truth.