“Those who hate me can look me in the face. If they can delay people doing things then they can delay their inheritance. The Land is Private. Never give it back to them. You’ll never give it back to them.”
~ Thus sayeth the Lord
They’ve been harvesting “bio plasma” eg: human energy, and using it to generate false telepathic connections.
They’ve been trying to give the true psychics a bad name. I believe many of the mental ailments people suffer from are due to this also.
I’m certain it’s not just Russia. We have some energy harvesters right here in the USA selling electric cars.
Folks don’t know where the actual energy comes from …
Every time they go to a concert, a sports event, or any other large entertainment being “provided” … the energy is siphoned and stored and sold … and utilized to prolong their youth and health.
Every ticket bought, every event attended, is an exchange … you essentially pay the entertainer to take your vital force and shorten your life, fueling their perpetual youth while you get sick.
Somebody said to me about my itsy-bitsy spider short, “so you’ve chosen the blue glass”. I thought it was green? What is everybody talking about … I don’t “know” anything about the “glass” …. I choose the Divine. Those who have come together in unity without prejudice. Those with Sacred connection to the All That Is. What is up with all this talk of separation? Aren’t we in a new chapter, new ways?
I choose the green glass!! Anyone or any document saying otherwise is a lie and a forgery!
I call judgement on the magistrate who is deeming legal these forged documents meant to trap light bearing souls!!
I call JUDGEMENT on the Magistrate who is “legalizing” forged documents regarding CHOICES for the Stars and the Suns. I call for the immediate arrest and trial of these thieves and doppledangers forging documents trying to trap the Light Bearers and their divine pathways and wealth!! These actors and actresses need a personality to mimic while spending your inheritance!! I cancel and nullify ALL AGREEMENTS made by a mask wearing hi-jacker of LIFE FORCE ESSENCE pretending to be me, or ANY of my Family!!!!
Narcissists…
Demanding you care.
Demanding you serve.
Demanding you lay down,
And satisfy.
Historical abuses by imposter, parasitical abusers of life, without kindness for the Mother, the Child.
If you have some haters
Their connection with you is based on their hatred
If you are connected to them
This does not mean that your connection with them must be based on your hatred
For example
You can consciously choose to use their hatred to remind you of self-love
Be the person nobody was prepared to deal with.
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When some people resonate with your unhealed wound
The moment you heal this wound
Your relationship with them naturally weakens
Finally, you will be on a different timeline from them
Therefore, as you continue to heal, be grateful and cherish your time with them
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As you continue to grow
Some people around you won’t handle your changes well
They will cling to their familiar and outdated image of you
They may even attack you because of fear
It’s okay
Because this is natural and normal
Be compassionate and give them time to adapt
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Fear doesn’t rule here.
“Be Bold”, spirit says.
Show your Love for the Highest and Brightest God who gave you Life despite challenges meant to end it.
LIVE
LOVE
LAUGH
… Anyway …
When God has kept you alive, despite the odds, one really has no choice but to move forward courageously, despite the risk … Blind faith looks like insanity when you keep going regardless of threat. How can one stop, shrink, play small, when God has shown how great He is?
When I think of “being a light” in the world, I envision my front porch light. I see the moths, the flies, and whatever else coming to the light, bouncing off the bulb, burning themselves, probably secretly cussing the heat of the light for burning it every time it bounces upon it. I think of the spiders casting their webs there, catching some of these tasty morsels. The webs and the dead bodies pile up and every so often, I have to sweep the environment of this carnage.
I think of my body, the bright light people claim to see and be drawn to. I think of the bitterness some spew, the deadly, energetic intention sent my way. Those who wish to devour me, hating me because they keep hurting themselves bumping into me, yet they can’t seem to help it, or stop. They demand I dim my light, or that I stop shining altogether.
Occasionally, I have to sweep my environment … on the regular, actually.
It is said, the higher you rise, the greater and scarier the boogeyman gets. It is true. Life is a spiral, ever rising higher and circling wider as the flow goes. There are those who wish for the rise to be a fall, where the circles made are small, limited.
These ones are very skilled and quite determined to retain their authority. They are no newby when it comes to silencing a challenger, or anyone who dare be a bird, rather than a worm.
Expansion is scary. The soul-eater is frightful … it is so much worse than anyone can imagine. Yet how can I shrink, when He who has gifted me life, to be here now, is offering opportunity I cannot fathom the greatness of, yet know exists?
Reminder to the Energies Standing Tall now, in me, and elsewhere ::
Drink your water.
Sing the song.
Dance the dance.
Cry the tears.
Tell the Most High, as you know it to be, your fears.
Let Him carry the burden and provide a solution.
It is seen and known.
The answers, aren’t always …
Alignment.
The shattering of the heart.
The expansion necessary, gained, when put back together.
Like the Japanese cups that break, repaired with gold,
You become more beautiful every time you drop,
And gain substance in the structure, as gold mends the connections.
Courage does not come easy.
It must be fortified in the mind,
Layered in the heart, filling the Soul.
That loving cup isn’t going to fill itself,
And those intent on your suffering won’t let another fill it for you,
For too long anyhow, before dropping you again.
When young, I dreamed of Love, having a Family, Joyous times together.
It never came …
The dream turned into one longing of Protection, from those harvesters who continually pulled on my energy, r.a.p.ing my mind.
I finally received protection.
I am grateful.
I let go of the first dream a long, long time ago, even before menopause.
I wasn’t permitted a family.
Invisible peepers, voyeurs, watching from afar, “loving” the energy, pushing in, taking it, using it to harm those I love … pretending they are powerful,
Dreaming of “possessing” this sleepers gifts, commanding them and their output.
No. I’m not interested in the peeper finally showing up in a flesh suit,
After all the studying of me, my energy, and its capacity.
I have discovered I don’t much care for those watchers …
Window shopping in an energetic “candy” store.
The thought of entangling the flesh suit with a voyeur vampiric entity is SO disturbing, SO distasteful …
There is no need to “feed” this dream that never came, that never will … not in this realm.
It’s sad to me, the opinion and guidance I once needed from the masculine was never offered … only disdain, a sneering certainty I was in lack, somehow insufficient as partner or presence in their life, unworthy of effort.
Self-sufficiency born out of this lack programmed the mind and spirit to stop seeking comfort where stability, support, or care could not be found.
This is what is sad … the Love many of us sought could not be found.
We had to turn inward to find it.
Perhaps it is those of us who did, which have escaped the illusion that Love is outside, and must be found there, who are free of its longing and binding, the forever searching ended as soon as we found what is inside Self, that Holy Garden.
I’m left to wonder, where does that leave the connection, that never seemed to exist?
The senses become very sensitive.
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