Today was extremely challenging. It started off ok – the weather was beautiful in fact. 60’s. Pure blue skies. But something happened. I don’t know what they sprayed, but within an hour the entire sky was covered in that ugly milky haze – trails above the haze. I hadn’t seen anything like this in a very very long time – if ever. We all noticed either head issues and a choking sensation – as though we had inhaled something our lungs were clearing. We all became irritable to varying degrees. I found myself so angry I wanted to take a bat and watch some things get destroyed.
It was that intense.
I did what I could – we all did. I admit I got lost in the frustration and just became an obnoxious loud mouth. What I NEEDED to do was check out and be alone and cry. Release. Especially after the old stuff that came to me in the last 24 hours – things I hadn’t processed or even thought to process.
Then my mate had a horrible reaction to hydrolyzed soy. A new one (took just a dayem drop). I have been wanting to use coconut amino’s instead. Now I will. I felt horrible about it. It was in worchestershire sauce – something he has been able to do. We are all becoming more Sensitive.
So – everyone in this house was feeling a variety of yuck late this afternoon/evening.
I gave us all some fulvic acid – which is a good chelating agent.
I then found out tomorrow is Passover and Palm Sunday (even though everything in me is saying today is Sunday – not tomorrow – it still feels like Sunday to me).
Religious holidays.
As though I give a flying freak about that nonsense.
I don’t.
However I had forgotten that not only is it the full moon narrative, it is also sacrifice season – leading up to 4/4 and the Resurrection and all is amazing/bright/light after darkness only to repeat ad nauseum same time next year.
Onward christian soldiers – line the church coffers pockets and give your energy away to the gods who stole your consciousness, hijacked your body and impersonate the REAL Source that doesn’t care one little bit about worship or sacrifice but just desires you to be FREE, Create and know LOVE.
U G H.
D O N E.
No wonder I feel as I do. The more I have seen and detached the more difficult it is to even be in this space when these rituals are carried out.
I know I am not alone in this experience.
HOW MUCH LONGER? And how the HEY do I even hide much less protect myself from this satanic realm?
How much more will evil be allowed to do its thing and show itself?
Each day it seems I have to stop and say “ok yes this doesn’t resonate – let it go”.
Are we coming to the space where we have NOTHING? Zero attachments?
Or are we just truly energetically releasing/detaching from everything that doesn’t serve us from Love?
Is that where this experience is going?
I think so. I feel so.
I’m perfectly ready for N E W. N O W. Wonderful. Freedom. Restoration. I don’t need to let go of anything else here, do I? Maybe I do. I say “no” to just about everything I see “out there”. I really did try to make this a beautiful day. And it would have continued if we hadn’t been sprayed with evil-knows-what. Certainly the ability to keep the day going the way I wanted would have been much easier.
How do you remain Pure while you’re being assaulted?
Sometimes Pure, like Love, is messy.
Or the desire to HAVE Pure is what causes that inner self who seeks Pure to come raging out like a Lion.
Enough.
Enough.
That is the best way to describe today. I feel absolutely broken. That part of me that finds the strength to trust and have faith shut off for awhile today/tonight. My mind was saying to my heart “if we open up again we will be disappointed.” Sometimes enough really is enough. Sometimes seeing a vision of the experience you desire is just so f’ing painful. And sometimes seeing myself as I am is equally as painful – especially when I behave in ways I know is NOT the real me. Being human here is a plethora of pain, paradox and confusion at times, isn’t it? Like I told my girl – sometimes we can grade ourselves as an A or a B – other times a C – and sometimes we just fall down and have an F day. She smiled and said “D plus mom”.
Forgiveness – asking and offering – is what I feel is called for now.
I am headed off to sleep after I drop a few shares. There is a lot I am not sharing – mostly the amping up of pure evil/insanity. I used to not be the type to say “I will be glad when THIS is over” – but I no longer know how to think otherwise. To do so is to lie to myself. So….
I WILL BE GLAD WHEN THIS WAR IS OVER.
Love,
V.
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Jesus – how long have they been putting their filth in our face?
An older TV series can become an EVERGREEN.
Watch a short video clip from the television series ‘Dexter’*.
When a child was saved from…
PAY ATTENTION TO THE CONTAINER.
* Dexter is an American crime drama mystery television series that aired on Showtime from October 2006, to September 2013.
As a parent I can attest to this. Even though our child isn’t afraid of her friends (whose parents are living in fear) or a virus, she is being traumatized slowly by being denied the RIGHT to be a child. And to all of the children who are afraid of their friends and of a virus – afraid of others who aren’t wearing a mask – my god – we are all going to need serious healing at the end of this. Little children – one year – like 10 to us. They cannot get that back. I don’t know how you heal from an experience like that – from this war. That’s why I keep feeling – intending – commanding – when this ends every one of us – especially the children – need total restoration/healing.
This is some good work. Thankful others can do this now – my brain just cannot function at that level these days.
One way to get in and out of the dome…
lets not forget about the tunnels underneath the canal
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