Category: Daily Notes

Today is heavy – more than most heavy days.  Depleted energetically.  What else is there to say at this point?  I feel many of us are there – what else is there to say or do?

I “got” some things late last night as I was getting ready for bed.  We know the narrative – the story – we are POW’s.  Hijacked experience.  We’re at war to end all of that.  If that is true (which I feel and continue to feel it is but hey what do I really know for sure – in some moment I WILL but for now it’s all about feeling and speculating to create our own version of this matrix movie puzzle)….IF that is true – then it is possible we have family/friends on the outside perhaps doing some bargaining for us.

As within so without.

Just like when someone has family who is kidnapped – they do what they can to get their family member back.

Now imagine it is your family member along with millions if not billions of other people/being’s who have been kidnapped.  That’s a lot of logistics to deal with.  And just like here inside this place, if you are the one trying to work to get your family member out, your priority is going to be on that one (or more) family member/member’s.  Make sense?

If a member of my family were taken with a group of others – my focus would be on my family member first and foremost.  I imagine this is the same intent/focus for ANY being.

Where was I going with this one – it came in a long stream of feels in an instant my brain tried to form into words – but it is possible that this is far more complex than we realize.  Prison break with a lot of layers and nuisances and a LOT of varying ideas on how to make it work for all with the least amount of loss.

So that being said – if this is true – at least a possibility – it would explain why sometimes I feel up and other times I feel down – or like today and in recent days – totally disconnected from anything on the outside.  I am wondering if I even have anyone left on the outside.  It’s possible the place I have seen living with my mate and child is the “island of misfit toys” – or in this case the place where the orphans go live together and heal and pick up where we left off.  We are totally free and restored but otherwise no family – other than each other.  It is also possible that craft/orb I saw in the sky in the summer of 2009 was US from the future – returning to let me know to hang on – I will get out.  I did have that thought at the time (that I was seeing humans from the future).

Who knows…..just some thoughts and feels coming to me the last 24 hours….

The outside world now?  That experience continues to feel weird and wonky and bizarre.  People are acting odd and disconnected.  Even the squirrel in our neighboring tree was going bat sheot coo coo today – engaged in moves we had never seen before – so spastic it caused our girl to call her dad to see what was wrong with the little creature.

Zombie apocalypse. Could be brought out by the v ax – could be brought about by getting unplugged.  But hey the C D C has our backs here in the states with their little (I kid you not) article on Zombie Preparedness.  Now some say “eh it’s tongue ‘n cheek like the website says” – and the site claims they are using this for emergency preparedness – and yet when do we see the C D C engaged in such weird humor much less humor at all?  And why use that phrase? There are no coincidences….not in THIS game evil has played on us….

The whole v a x thing – some are 1)simply refusing to give it energy – some are 2)saying it’s nothing but “fear porn” – while others are 3) really concerned – trying to dish out as much intel/info as they can and I am seeing some alleged “home” types criticizing them for that (most of these people are who I call the cult follower and I find their behavior quite appalling).  I tend to be more in #3 but for my sanity am having to also be in #1 as to not become too sad and/or afraid.  I am human.  I care about humanity – awake or otherwise.

I am going within so deep I don’t know where else to “go”.  Today all I am getting is BE THE LION and RISE UP.  Not necessarily physically all the time – because you can crawl on the floor and still RISE UP.  It’s about keeping going.  Not giving up.

Here’s a good song that I am hearing in my mind.  Always been a favorite since I first heard it in the 80’s – watching Rocky III where I and my girlfriend were the only ones in the theatre who stood up cheering and crying when Rocky gives one last BOOM to Lang, knocking him out for good.

ROAR.  Tired ROAR but still a ROAR.

Love,

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This dream I share comes from the youngest member of the household ~ our daughter.

I think (??) I shared here last week that one of our favorite people in our neighborhood died a few weeks ago.  She had been diagnosed with cancer last year and was not taking the system treatments – opting instead for quality of life – laughter, faith and positive attitude.  My husband and I met her 22 years ago shortly after moving to town.  We stayed in touch over the years.  She was generous, a great story teller, loved children and had an awesome sense of humor.  My girl and I visited here at times on our bike rides.  She loved her kids and grandkids and was so good with our daughter.  Anyway, it was very sad news to hear for us all and I have been hoping to hear from her in some way.  Last night was it – with a visit to our girl during dream time.

My girl says she saw our friend (Trudy) – kissing the tops of the heads of children who appeared to be coming from underground – like being rescued from the tunnels she said.  Trudy saw our daughter – walked over, kissed the top of her head then said she had to “get back to work”.

Wow.  Hand me a tissue!  Isn’t that beautiful?

When Trudy was here in this realm, she was pretty awake.  She was a Trump supporter and had a strong faith in Jesus.  It would not surprise me that she woke up further upon leaving and is working with the children being rescued.  I can FULLY see and feel that.  Many people referred to her as an Angel (of the good/real/pure kind) here on earth – in which I agree.  She is continuing her “work” on the outside.

Love,

V and family

It seems this satanic face diaper sickness is everywhere.  Commercials.  Magazines.  It was even on the front of our local Parks and Rec. catalogue recently.  The “new norm” in recreating.  Run and suffocate.  Play hoops and faint.  Yoga and new breathing techniques to ensure you stay conscious.

CHECK please!

I have the most bizarre dreams and at this point I seem to be having more of them (not just bizarre but the actual number of dreams).  The sense I have is I am now really trying to “get outta dodge”.

The dream I had during my sleep time – that I most remember – I was with a group of people.  It felt like many of you – those whom I haven’t met in person – and most for whom I don’t even know what you look like.  But that was my sense.  We were all at some agency like DMV (department of motor vehicles – for those who live outside the states – it’s not a pleasant place to go.  They only employ zombies.  No joke.  You don’t see a happy face at that place.  lol)

So in this dream I went over to the machine that prints out tickets with numbers on it and took a handful.  I distributed them out to my friends and we sat down – away from the chaos – and waited for our number to be called.  Off to my right I noticed a beautiful scenery outside.  Beautiful trees, walkways, grass.  I wanted to look at it until it was my turn.  However, someone from my past entered and closed the curtains so I couldn’t see this beauty.

“That’s it,” I said.  “I’m done waiting.”  I got up and walked into the chaos to figure out what was taking so long.  Why weren’t our numbers being called?  I asked a female employer who was a grouchy karen.  I noticed she was writing the numbers on a white board instead of calling them out.  I saw the #82 – looked at my ticket – and said “hey that’s my number.  I’m here.  I’m ready.  It’s my turn now.”

Nope.  She tried to tell me I missed my chance and had to get in the back of the line.

“Nope,” I said.  I wasn’t accepting her answer so I pushed my way through the crowd and got into the front of the line.

The dream ended.

No surprise – this dream – given how I feel every day now.  Either bring me new people and a new better experience (which I seek and intend regularly) or END THIS GAME and LET ME OUT.

This evening I had to get out of the house (too much drama).  As I’m driving around one of my old time favorite songs came on:  What’s Goin’ On (Four None Blondes – 1990’s).  As I was literally driving up a hill I hear the line:  “25 years and my life is still….tryin’ to get up that great big hill of hope…for a destination.”  That felt more prevalent today than it did back when I WAS 25 and hearing that song for the first time.  It seems I have no answers now.  No answers as to what’s going on – what’s playing out – what’s coming – what to do.  That being said I’m still like that woman I was in my dream – pushing through anything trying to hold me back or tell me “no” until I reach that destination I seek.

I wondered about the number too – 82.  Doesn’t resonate with me.  So I decided to gematria it.

BIG CHANGE

F EM ALL  (lol)

Ok then.  Sounds about right where I am.

Other than that……I purged some belongings today.  I also found a couple of containers with old letters and other memories which, I had forgotten, I had meticulously organized.  I may go through them – find some old part of me that once felt so alive I could fly.  I am seeking to regain that part of me – update this inner system of mine.

Love,

Victoria

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I was holding onto the thought in the back of my  mind that today would produce something wonderful.  That whole 44 thing…

My mate said I woke him up more than once last night saying “I AM DONE” in my angry voice. 

He said it isn’t a pretty voice.  lol  I do recall waking up angry – hitting my pillow once.  My left eye has been twitching off and on for a week now.  That is always my indicator my inner emotional state has reached the boiling over point.  We’ve been getting out of the house – walking, biking, going out in nature – but that doesn’t seem to be as effective as it once was.

I wonder if any of our tools are working now.  At least fully.

I was reflecting on the schumann earlier – that grid/fence like pattern which continues.  It has been consistent for weeks – and it coincides with my ongoing frustration I struggle to shake.  One of you reflected that it could be serving to keep us cut off from Source/Higher Self.  I feel that.  I tuned in last night before going to sleep and tried and tried and tried to FEEEEL Source – to FEEL something within – to get some guidance.  SOMETHING.

All I felt and heard was silence.  Nothing came through.  That has been ongoing for several weeks.

All of my old happy things – those activities that once enlivened me – not so much.  I used to love baking pies.  Tonight I made some mini apple pies.  My crust kept sticking to the rolling pin and I realized I didn’t have enough dough for what I wanted so I decided to make 3 little mini’s and put the rest into a pan with some crumble on top.  The mix I used was impromptu – oatmeal, butter and maple syrup.  I used my hands and by the time I was done I had crumble on the counter, my jeans, my top, some in my hair and the rest on the apples – which probably has some of my DNA in it at this point.

I am having food delivered weekly now which is costing me more than I want to spend – but going shopping with a face diaper on or taking the chance and NOT doing it or not doing it “correctly”- I just don’t have the energy atm.

I am however doing something new and different.  Our kitchen has a lot of windows – all facing the street.  When I open them it sounds like a loud speaker outside – the sound really amplifies.  So… I am using that as my little stage.  I’ve done it many times the last few days.  When I see someone walk by with a face diaper, I will put on my “OMG” voice of enthusiasm and shock and pretend I am having a phone call.  “Did I tell you what I just heard?  The masks are making people sick!  Yes I am not making this up.  It isn’t just people I know but friends of friends who are getting really sick.  It sure woke me up!  And I also heard they don’t even work!  Doctors are saying that now did you know that?”  I’m also saying similar things about the vaccines and who knows what else I will throw in.  I’m rather enjoying this.  And it isn’t as though I am lying – I am sharing real experiences and personal research.

Something odd happened here – one of our big box stores closed early today for the happy bunny resurrection holiday.  That is a first.  Another store is closed altogether.  Very odd.

I leave you with a tag line – compliments of my mate:

Every time a person refuses to wear a face mask,
the angels scream:  “ITS ABOUT F’ing TIME!”

Ding a ling ling.  Ring that bell!

Love,

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The energy continues to feel heavy and oppressive.  But the Heart remains the same and firm in what I desire:  Peace.  Love.  Connection.  Understanding.

To be seen.

To be heard.

I watched some Highway to Heaven episodes last night.  My heart longed for an angel ~ a direct contact with the Divine.

I have equal needs for both female and male connection…. but atm, it’s the male/masculine Divine energy calling me forth.  Watching Michael Landon play that role with such perfection of what I call The Divine Male – wow.  To be in the presence of that energy and KNOW you are being seen 100%.  No filters.  Without any judgment.  God, I want that so much.  I don’t know if it’s possible here ~ at least not until we’re all healed of every little bit of trauma and out of the prison enslavement system.  But we can try and do a little better than we have been.  This war has really brought out both the anger and apathy hasn’t it?

This little shop of horrors – it changes all of us – not one person is left unscathed by this realm.

We didn’t just get compromised physically – we are compromised at every level.

It teaches us NOTHING.  All it does it harm.  And harm doesn’t expand – harm stops and keeps us blocked.  As I have said before – I don’t need to go through trauma to know what it is and to know I don’t want it and to know it doesn’t serve nor teach me a thing other than to “watch my back” and “keep my armor up”.  It’s an exhausting way to live.

It is my desire that we take a step back and see this Truth and bring it into every single interaction we have – with ourselves and with one another.  

We all want the same things for ourselves no matter how deeply programmed we are.  So – until someone takes over the frickin’ satanic airwaves and blasts the truth for all to see – it’s up to us to break the spell – to break the chains they created and we succumbed to that have kept us divided.

When I am speaking with you and giving you my full attention – and when I see that open up your heart and bring forth healing in you – it heals me as well.

These evil f’ers are throwing out all of their filth on and at us – and we feel it.  So surround yourself with purity – as much as you can.  Be in your heart.  Be kind.  Be soft.  Really SEE YOURSELF and one another.  AND lastly – keep in tune to what’s going down – out there, in yourself and in others because as so many of us know, not everyone here is human nor are they sent here to be of loving assistance.

I don’t know how we get out of here much less change this realm from enslavement to freedom so the only thing I have to help is what I have shared above.

Love,

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Today has been all over the place.  I feel in a nice flow overall ~ feeling into that ~ but that matricks program is pushing into my space.  The anxiety was intense earlier – I was shaking with it.  I know it’s largely about this time of year – this ridiculous sacrificial holidaze that is of their creation.  I am hiding some candy in little plastic bags and cups – but that’s it.  Even at that – I am just not comfortable giving any energy to their calendar satanic dates.

The anxiety lifted once my girl and I headed out and found a nice place near a creek.  The birds chirping.  The trees swaying.  Saw some mallard ducks.  Aaahhh  I centered myself again.  That is going to be our new “to go to” spot.

Before leaving, she wanted to play on some playground equipment.  As we approached there was a grandmother and her grandson.  She commented about the tire swing – where was it?  I said “probably some covid b.s.” and she rolled her eyes and said “probably – don’t want to have the kids too close”.  BINGO.  Open door for a real conversation!  So we begin talking about the “virus” and in time, Trump.  She is in the medical field and knows about hydroxy and the inflated numbers and the corruption of big pharma and the insanity of wearing masks.  She said she wonders if anyone is behind big pharma and I said “it isn’t just who but what”.

Anyway – it was a wonderful conversation and so rare to have that happen here – I was so enjoying myself.  Then my girl began to make it clear she wanted to leave (to which I said “when I am ready”).  Then at that same moment my mate calls – some issue about the wrong eggs being delivered in the food order.  No big deal – but he was quite stressed about it so I said to chill – I would request a refund and go get what we needed later.

Seriously – here I was having this wonderful conversation and I’m getting interrupted – and I knew poked from the matricks (tricks) to end the talk.

Anyway….what a refreshing connection.  Divine synch.

The energy feels lighter now.  Once again I have not ventured off to see what’s happening on the world screen.  I’ve been avoiding doing that during the day the past few days – saving it for the evening – and at that I don’t always read (in depth) of what I share (other than to vet things I feel need verification).  I do however listen to the videos.  Just becoming further selective in what I read, hear and thus, share.

And of interest……Here is the latest schumann.  Interesting to note – those vertical lines are gone atm (I never did like them).  Coincidence I began to feel better when that frequency stopped 2 hours ago?

Oh – one last thing I just remembered – last night’s dream.  I woke up feeling an impression in my heart/center area – a mix of tension and longing.  I had a flash of an image of many of us in a room and I began to hear “I am ready to stand” over and over.  Then I woke up and was saying it out loud.

Is this an indication of what I want it and hope it to be?  I don’t know.  As I always say I will know when I see it and experience it first hand.  For now – it’s just a share.

How are you all feeling?

Love,

Victoria

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