I feel this woman’s pain. I’m in major crunch time. If something doesn’t shift out there to help open up some doors and make it easier for me, mentally, I am not going to make it. I see where I am – and the pressure is crushing me. I am doing all of my practices to help heal from the PTSD, but the financial pressure and the extreme pressure to find a place and move are impeding my progress (being pressured as well to move someplace I have no desire to live – and my body is reacting at times quite violently – triggering old wounds of being forced to move). I began saying “I don’t know what to do” – because I don’t. I feel like I am losing my mind. I often get in the car and drive to the park and sit – alone, praying to get SOMETHING. Some insight. An open door. SOMEONE seeing me. SOMEONE saying “here – I have this place for you”. I honestly have no idea what I am doing anymore, friends, and it is scaring the shit out of me. A person can only take so much pressure and I am at max capacity. Love is the answer for me.
Trump posted up a STORM on TS tonight:
37 posts in one hour I read:
Few still want to talk about this. Who the hell would want to stay in this poisoned, colorless reality? Something happened after 2020 – something that disconnected us – separated us – more depression, more anxiety over this reality – likely to serve the very purpose for the consciousness to feel relief upon that Moment. We need OUT of this little dimensional bubble.
Happened again:
The Lion in me awakens in spite of the stress – and let me tell you – all of the hyena’s hounding me – I’m about ready to do the same:
Solar stuff. Comets. Eclipses. Cosmic woo. Are any of you getting full power back? I mean decades of this stuff, right?
Today was the most intense in some time for the trails. I’ve been doing my woo power with these things since 2005. Why they still spraying?
