Beyond the Jetson's: Our Future Cities and Autos

The Jetsons? Future Moon Travel? Cities, Hover Cars, telemedicine? 

 My two sons and I shared our fantastic vision of what is to be here on earth and elsewhere.  Elsewhere, includes the moon and Mars.  I only have dreams of those two destinations that I can recall.  There was one dream that gives me a headache both in remembering it and trying to describe it.  We went to some jump off in a square looking ship and it flipped us into another dimension.  That is hard to explain.  Here on earth travel and life changes dramatically: I am going to describe what our group has experienced on earth.

Earth

Travel is quite different.  I was cruising along about 20 feet off the ground in a hover craft and our destination was in sight.  We were heading toward a domed city.  The grass was a vivid green color beneath us and the sun seemed very bright.  I felt as though the atmosphere had changed with more light coming through the ozone.  I lived in a different body than the one I have now.  I would guess my age about 30 years old and I have platinum blond hair that seems to be very thin and has some blue streaks in it.  I look like a Barbie doll in shape as I appear longer limbed and yet more delicate in physique.  Some of my senses are more acute than I currently have.  I suspect some genetic altering goes on, but it seems to benefit us in many ways.  Funny that I know I am me… this personality or being in a different form.  I could not find an exact picture of the craft.   I found two pictures that have some of the features.  First noticeable feature was the huge rubber doughnut the craft sat in.  This craft was programmable and could only fly within certain altitude parameters.  Airspace was divided into certain altitude ranges for certain type of craft.  Many collisions were diverted by programming into a main computer flight database.  Speed and altitude was strictly enforced and we could not do much spontaneous exploration.  We traveled fast, but safely.  I think the dome kept us from natural hazards like fallen trees etc.  The two pictures below will help to visualize the aerodynamic style and the dome looking all window cockpit.

 

This is a recent find, a flying car, seems that it is in the works already.  The only problem is I don’t see this small version in the future.  

(I have added some things recently remembered)

Before the domed cities are totally ready and help us survive the elements, there are some other steps we seem to take.  Over population does continue for a while and then, it seems to suddenly stop.  That does scare me a bit.  Before this population shift happens there are roller-coaster electric cars.  I would describe them as small electric vehicles that are programmed to simply get on and off a sort of light rail system.  The two tracks take these cars on a high speed journey.  There are hundreds of connected cars on the rail.  It does up and around and sideways just like an amusement park ride.  It debuckles the cars at programmed destinations.  I was reading about this recently.  With this type of transport you could have cars that travel around mountains and other lovely spots, like the grand canyon without interfering with animals who migrate. This would be eco friendly and does not pollute our air. Paved roads are things of the past. Some use them for amusement purposes only. 

The Big City

  This part reminded me of the Jetsons on steroids.  There were sky scrapers that were built out of a new type of metal and these structures went up overnight.  Some were built on hillsides some were built in water with a aquarium type view of coral reefs.  This metal is very strong and seems to be a crystal nano bot. It is programmed somehow into the vertical shape. The nice thing is it is transparent.  It adjusts to let in the right amount of light much like tinted windows on a car. We can avoid problems like mold and rot to buildings in the future. There is no fear of heights because it is slightly flexible to earth movement.  It really solves lots of issues. There are inner walls for smaller buildings that have built in solar supplied sources for appliances.  Appliances change quite a bit.  I see slide out bath tubs and different kitchens. All are much more energy efficient.  The inner walls are not transparent but are reinforced with a different type of metal as well.  The buildings seem to have their own intelligence. In the country there are cabin homes that come in pieces.  It is like ordering a modular home kit. They arrive on a truck.  People put them together fairly easily, as though they are throwing up a tent. Again the outer walls are a transparent metal and it is wonderful. This kit has several rods that when activated “grow” the outer wall within hours.  The view of the forest is all around like having huge picture windows but there are no joints to let in moisture. Nice. 

 Big Bustling City again:

The carports for the super structures were like the Jetsons.  There were ports many stories in the air.  There were bridge ways between large buildings.  I can’t imagine where this was but I believe Portland and the New York Islands had a huge bridge way.  Travel across the USA could be done in 8 hours.  New York and Ontario changed in land mass to islands.  There are Texas mega cities also and Michigan too.  People do not live in the country too much.  Survival demands an almost hive mentality and we do many things differently. Zach experienced underground apartments and shopping centers in the Phoenix area.  I prefer to think the population reduces because some people move to Mars or another earth like planet.  I hope that is the case. I keep seeing a stream of population going between the Gliese 581g planet and earth. There are also two more planets that we terraform. While terraforming goes on, there are domes with plant life set up on planets. Trees are a major way to create oxygen. These domes were in ancient times called “Edens” according to some sources. Adds a bit of a twist to the old tale. Perhaps mixing with the indigenous life forms is ill advised in the beginning. It may cause a much shorter life span or death.  The original earth continues but at a slower pace with fewer occupants.  I feel like those who live here are universal diplomats or the “communication hub of the wheel” for other satellite communities

Today 12/17/12, I add a few things about future societal norms that I remember from other dreams and visions.  Abortion ceases to be a divisive problem.  Those young women who become pregnant can transfer the baby to a surrogate mother at about 5 ½ months of pregnancy.  The fetus is too fragile for this before the second trimester.  A young unwed mother need not miss school or suffer the birth pain. She is able to choose the best situation for her unborn child. This seems to be a win/win for all. 

9/19/15. I am inserting a link here.  It is far easier to transfer a fetus to an artificial womb and safer too.  It is tricky to ask a very fragile fetus to attach to a new real womb.  They have raised animals like goats in an artificial womb successfully for several weeks.  Also the adoptive mother could share some genetics with the fetus as well so that all parents contribute around 25% of genetic information but infusing their blood with the unborn child.  This would be a really happy situation for everyone.

http://atheism.about.com/library/FAQs/phil/blphil_ethbio_wombs.htm

Open arrangements for future communication are also non problematic.  We remember watching the movie “Juno” with mixed feelings about her decision.  It is quite a sacrifice for these young girls.  As birth control and the science regarding fertility advance this is less of an issue for all concerned. The whole subject of religion becomes more scientific. That is not to diminish its sacred place but many concepts are now universal and documented.  The fact that people are like radios and can broadcast and receive messages via a magnetic field is not longer viewed as an oddity.  Relationships change into different categories.  There are domestic partnerships and parenting partnerships and the discussion of infidelity does not occur. There is more openness around human sexuality and physical relationships. Religion finally leaves the bedroom and transcends to other topics. The exchange of money changes dramatically.  There are requests and come type of data bank. If someone needs something that is not provided, such as housing, medical, food, storage, education and many recreational things as well, they submit a request.  It is much like applying for a grant and the reasons this is something that they need.  Coins are not used.  There is a museum for the history of money.  Education is a collaborative decision between the student and higher learning.  It depends on how well they do or the aptitude of the student. There is no cost for this. I don’t see “pets” too much in the future.  Perhaps they are there somewhere. Mental illness is solved through mineral and vitamin therapy and non stressful environments.  There are intelligent birds.  They look like big Macaws but they are beyond human intelligence and so are some of the Dolphin and whale species.  We confer with them on scientific and environmental issues.  That is totally amazing.  This future will be worth the trouble we are going through now…for our grand-kids.   

The Moon

The moon has long been in use by our military and as I believe is rather hollow in places where basis exist.  There is reptile human like race there or so they say.  That I cannot vouch for.  What is interesting is that people will travel there in a bus like vehicle that runs on some sort of cable from the earth to the moon.  My guess is it takes several hours to get there.  I have been a passenger in a dream and my stomach hurt.  There are medications that calm the body before this flight but my body seemed to have an issue.  Once on the moon, there is a Las Vegas type lounge and entertainments.  The most breath taking views of earth and the stars exist.  I believe that all this takes place on only the dark side.  The sun proves too intense otherwise.  We do allow some reptilians to remain there with a yellow light of caution.  There are the “good” factions and some groups do see the benefit in cooperation.

This model is more similar to that one in my vision, however it is sitting in a rubber donut around it.

This car is electric and all ready here. It is oddly similar to future bumper cars that attach like daisy chain cars on a rail. 

Mars

.  I have been on Mars in my dreams and I believe we are already there.  The sky appears peach colored instead of blue and no one has windows. There might be privacy but a different method like folding patricians and special curtains. There is not as much of an issue with some things deemed private,  The culture there prefers openness and the breeze.  The Mars breeze is necessary and constant.  There must be oxygen and underground water.  I would have to dream a bit more about what we do there.  I believe that this inner city existed inside a crater and then a dome or protected environment.  That is probable why glass windows were not needed.  

Just for fun:  This link discusses things that the Jetson Cartoon got right. It is pretty amazing too.  https://www.ave4u.net/what-the-jetsons-got-right-about-technology-and-home-automation/

My Childhood journey from Autism to Genius in just 2 years

Crazy early education

My Childhood journey from Autism to Genius in just 2 years

I repeated the first grade and then skipped the 5^th grade several years later.  I went from being labeled retarded or autistic by my young  first grade teacher to making straight A's in 3rd and 4^th grade teacher.  This is a true story. 

Public education is not for everyone.  It is a one size fits all system and it really should be tailored to each individual.  All children would benefit from having team meetings and IEP’s or Indivdiual Education Plan.  

My problems were misunderstood. I was pretty misunderstood.  I think I was an indigo child early in the 1960's. I refuse to talk about my mom's temper but I was in and out of the hospital as a kid.  I would detach completely from everyone and everything.

  My parents were fighting all the time at home and I really feared they would kill each other.  I would go into my closet and tremble then develop an asthma attack.  I would be near death, blue from lack of oxygen when my parents would then rush me to the hospital.  The pediatrician was a very wise man.  I loved him.  He got the nurses to “make me pretty”.  They would come and do my hair with ribbons and pins.  The first time he saw me my hair was dirty and my bangs were in my face.  Hard to believe I was the daughter of a dentist.  Hard to believe my parents were so absorbed in their own drama that I kept dying to get them out of it.  I wanted to go home with the pediatrician. 

Fortunately, CPS was never involved, and my grandparents became more involved.  I lived with them for about two years until my Grandpa became very ill with emphysema.  Those two years with my Grandparents worked like a magic charm. It was at that point I felt safe and was happy.  Grandmamma could sew.  She made me little costumes to play in.  I would be a ballerina all day leaping around the house.  I could be a pirate the next day leaping around the house but with a play sword.  I got physically stronger.  Grandpapa would take me to ball games and I loved just being with him and getting to eat a hot dog.  Then he would play base ball with me.  I would win.  I would win at board games too.  When I did really well he would give me a dollar.  Life just couldn’t get any better that summer.  Then it was time for school.  Grandmamma drove me to a private church school.  It was in a very small classroom.

The teacher took an enormous liking to me.  She saw my potential and pulled me out.  Other children liked me because she did.  I had great friends.  All of a sudden all the pieces were in place for me to succeed in school.  In fact when returned to my nuclear family, and returned to public school, I skipped a grade.  I was ahead of them.

 I noticed my second child speaking more telepathically that with words.  They don't teach to the indigo spirit in most schools, so I can understand my problems.  Also the labels and those little yellow school buses can be very stigmatizing.  I had poor self esteem in those early years.

I think things are changing. 

Flower Children Finally Appreciated

The First Wave of Flower Children Paved the Way

 

It is amazing that the first wave of awakening souls in the 20^th century were the flower children. They were trying to make statements without violence.  The gentle rebellion against the status quo was such a reaction against many dark systems.   They were opposing the military/industrial complex and the treatment of minority people.  It would be interesting if the movement and growth could have progressed without the addition of substances.  Adding drugs to this wave of discontent youth only served to dis-empower any true watermark of achievement.  If we, (as I was one of these people) could have just stuck to coffee houses, Socratic discussion, and singing peace songs, oh how sublime. This group was reacting to the robot like attempt at education. It became obvious that we were being programmed and then we get married and buy lots of commercial products, house, car and plan for retirement.  Life is short and we were on a train running us towards someone else’s dream.  True education, Eastern meditation and gurus, and a rebirth of Native American mysticism fueled the fire of our discontent.  It was the scientific community that followed Descartes belief that emotions were unnecessary.  It was flower power that sought to exonerate our emotional beings.  We were emerging and yet being held down by the use of substances that made us even more passive.  Another scary mis guided trek was towards sexual liberation. Sex needed to be liberated and to be discussed, however; there were the slimy pervert’s in raincoats that also benefitted. It was the first attempt at throwing down the gauntlet at the Stepford Plastic People. We threw a wreath of flowers but there was a ripple effect. We were the Gandhi like resistance saying we have had enough.  There was a machine that treated humans like sheep on a conveyor belt but who were they?  We were manipulated to the max and finally wanted to regain some autonomy.  Like the innocents that we were, we had no idea of the giant we shook our fits at.  Long before we were born the wealthy elite had already decided our fate. The wealthy elite have been in power much longer than imaginable and have aligned with a dark agenda that we just call the shadow. The playing field was never even.  If you work hard all your life you will won’t be able to get there.  If you work hard all your life, you will get arthritis from the Fluoride anyway.  You won’t be dancing in your golden years with the man you love: Men more than women will die out early.  About when I was born a decision was made to add Fluoride to drinking water with the understanding it would prevent decay.  We accepted having poison added without control to our fresh drinking water.  My father was a dentist who bought into the biased research that this indeed was true.  When I was watching Obama accept his second term in Chicago, the crowd almost reminded me of those who were at Woodstock in the 60’s.  I saw people united in their vision and dream once again, only much more sober I think.  I think this second wave of young people can carry our dream across the relay line and on into our ever evolving human consciousness.  Keep dreaming about the world you want to live in, because it might be our grandchildren that carry us across that threshold. 

 

Fairy Magic at Findhorn Scotland

Long ago I read a book called 'The Magic of Findhorn'.  I believe it is out of print.  After visiting Findhorn in 1981, I realized the community had changed a great deal from Findhorn early days.  In fact at the time of our visit the community described itself as 'going through growing pains'.  My first reaction was some disappointment because it was not the quaint place where nature divas dance and there were no 40 pound cabbages.  I had envisioned a Shangri-la.  It was far from that. 

I expressed some disappointment and our group facilitator put me to work doing construction on a new building.  He felt that jumping right into this working community would be the best medicine for my initial shock.  At Findhorn everyone works.  The President of Findhorn works.  In fact there are no lowly jobs.  Everyone takes turns, being a janitor scrubbing toilets, to waiting on the tables at dinner time.  'Eileen's guidance' told her:  the so called service jobs were perhaps the most spiritual ones.  Many CEO's lose touch with who they really are by simply walling themselves up in a plush office somewhere.  Also, everyone has a chance to develop leadership by taking the 'group focalizer position' on any given day.  Well, let me back up...what is Findhorn?

Last paragraph I mention Eileen Caddy.  Eileen and Peter Caddy are the founders of Findhorn.  This couple was living on well fare, almost starving in a rundown trailer park.  In Scotland, trailer parks are called caravan parks.  They described themselves as people who were honestly trying to find work, but, nothing was manifesting to them in the way of a job.  They had a few caravan friends in the same boat.  Eileen decided to plant a vegetable garden to sustain them.  The soil was rocky and Findhorn is located on the Moray Firth, North Sea.

The growing season and soil conditions are far from ideal and yet Eileen just knew that the government commodities were not enough: This garden was needed.  During her time digging and weeding in her small garden, Eileen was visited by the 'fairy kingdom' or as she would call them 'nature divas'.  She heard a voice pleading with her to plant some vegetables together and to talk to some struggling plants.  Of-course she thought she had gone mad and over the edge mentally, but it kept happening.  She was also visited by another 'higher order' entity that she called 'my guidance'. 

 I will jump ahead to tell you that a local news team from Inverness, Scotland received word that Findhorn had a bit of fairy magic going on.  The news flash was:  They are growing roses in the snow, 40 pound cabbages, and they are able to feed the caravan park (now) with the abundant vegetable produce of that garden.  There was indeed magic.  Over the next 10 years, people would visit, but they were put right to work in the garden.  Working in the garden was the happiest place of all...and some of these visitors were those bank presidents and CEOs who would normally not want to dirty their hands.  The flowers were vivid in color and fragrance and almost sang songs if they could.  The vegetables became plump and the most delicious, flavorful produce any had ever eaten.  Yes, Findhorn was the buzz word now around Scotland and England, And in a short time...the world.

What happened?  Is there a curse that comes with fame and fortune?  Eileen and Peter moved into the fast lane.  They jet hopped continents and had doors open to them never imaginable.  Eileen was the 'mother figure' to the community.  When problems would crop up for those now in charge of the gardens, and building construction, and preschool and child care, and weaving cotton clothing, and performing folk dances, and various other community endeavors, who to call:  Eileen.  She would find a quiet spot and go within.  Eileen's guidance would instruct the community on how to solve various problems.  Sounds perfect so far and it was until one day it stopped.  'The Guidance' told Eileen to retire from this role.  It was now time for others to tune into their own guidance. 

Oh, yes, there was a huge collective moan and groan.  This community changed from being 'magical' to having to work on more mundane and less glamorous facts of community life.  Egos flared, human pettiness set in, there were now troubles in a once idyllic community.  But it had to happen.  This community had to 'find its own legs'.

Well, when did I arrive at Findhorn.  I was there about 2 years after Eileen stopped giving the community guidance.  And no it was not at all what I had imagined.  I was confronted with some hard realities there.

And towards the end of my stay I felt like Dorothy clicking her heels and saying 'there's no place like home'.

It took years to realize what I learned and experienced at Findhorn.  I learned quite a bit about communities. My guidance is telling me I am to be part of a community like Findhorn one day...and to help create and start it.  Sometimes we fly around the world in search of a truth, only to realize it was in our own back yard all the while.

We just don't see it.  And with Findhorn: That above statement is how I felt for a while.  Then I realized another truth:  I collected lots of sharp pebbles in my shoe while at Findhorn, only now I see them as gold nuggets.  There was magic there after all. I think I brought home a wee fairy too.

The End...but no...

I decided to add a bit to my Findhorn story. I was remembering some other interesting details. I was elected to work in the kitchen and it was wonderful.  All the kitchen machinery, like a mill and dough mixer had names.  There was a bus called Daphne.  The metal beings have their own devas and appreciate higher thought as well.  Lunch was a buffet and probably easy in that all the salad greens were brought out and I made a large quart of dressing.  It was vegetarian fare except for eggs.  The hens were happy and well cared for.  When hens stopped laying they were retired and allowed to live out their life.  That was very kind of Findhorn as usually they are killed.  There were goats for cheese and milk and I suspect they were treated with respect as well. We began our day standing in a circle with the kitchen supervisor who would be the "focalizer" for the day.  We asked for harmony and blessings as we prepared food.  I did not notice any tension as is common with kitchen staff sometimes.  That is significant because we had an international kitchen.  The supervisor was from Spain and spoke little English,  People from around the globe came to Findhorn.  They brought their own culture to the cooking and enhanced the variety for everyone.  

It was odd that this trip was also serving as a honeymoon of sorts.  My new husband and I had not taken a real vacation or holiday as many newly weds do.  It was not a romantic experience for us.  We found ourselves attracted to other people.  I developed a crush on someone and even after returning home continued to dream about him.  My then husband also was very attracted to a young Swedish lady.  It might have contributed to our divorce in some ways.  I don't want to blame Findhorn for that.  It is always a choice people make.  The guides for our group said that this happens to all couples at Findhorn.  The emphasis is on personal growth and transformation.  A couple might be holding each other in a stagnant pattern.  Looking back, I believe we should have been able to reconcile our relationship but we really did not.  From Findhorn on, our partnership became a friendship only.  A few years later we did separate.  I have done all kinds of soul searching about this and finally believe that separating was the outcome for us.  Perhaps the only one that could have happened.  I still have a great deal of love for my ex but realize there were vast differences in our world view and path.  There is only one way we could have made it...to take giant leaps forward in our cosmic understanding and awareness.  Somethings just take time.  

Findhorn maintained that Arizona's Arcosanti was a sister community.  I will post a You Tube video to show you the community.  Soleri believes in being frugal.  He has a wonderful design for a community that is only 2% built since its inception in the 1960's.  We are fans anyway, inspite of the very slow pace.  My son had an internship there.  If they are to move more rapidly, we think create a wonderful environment for the interns who are free labor. That means spend some money on air conditioning for the summer months and maybe reduce the fees.  In the 1980's  Peter Caddy visited Phoenix and I was at a gathering with him and some other Highlanders.  It was an amazing synthesis of men in kilts and us Arizona culture...not red neck, and not native American...just our own style here.  The Scottish Highlanders were a men's choral group and they were so talented.  Arcosanti just needs a money infusion of some type.  They have built a swimming pool, green house, community cafe and kitchen,  some guest house lodging, a chicken coop, and slowly now it it a small community of about 60 year round residents.  I do applaud Findhorn for carpe diem attitude.  They got their community to thrive in a relatively short time.  Soleri needs to have the same guidance Eileen had.  Anyone wanting to do something like this: Arcosanti/Findhorn...please email me:  angel_bell@msn.com

Arcosanti Link: You Tube

As I continue to have more vivid recall...I will return and update.  The original post was very nut shell and skinny in details.  It is a good over view.  And it has taken years to remember all the emotional and personal challenges I faced when there.  Life was asking me to grow.  

Happy Scorpio Solar Eclipse Day

 

 My Life Script on This Scorpio Solar Eclipse

On November 13th, 2012, a Total Solar Eclipse is occurring in the House of
Scorpio.  New beginnings and powerful changes are manifesting right now. It made me wish to rewrite all the things I don’t like into likes.  We call that reframing in the psychology business.   The things that used to cause pain and discomfort might be a blessing in disguise.  I am rotating this around and making it open up to possibilities.  I don’t like the choking feeling of fear and perhaps my worst experience is any type of self loathing. (Lack of Chips) I call it the not enough chips theory.  Some kids are dealt a healthy hand of self esteem chips.  All it really takes to get a big healthy bag of chips is an affirming environment.  A mom who allows you to see yourself as capable and lovable and is a big fan of yours helps. Family that affirms you and also allows you to be free to explore and grow is also ideal. This chip theory belongs to social worker Charlie Applestein. He assessed "problem kids" in the juvenile detention centers and worked with them. They really needed to be build up and a lot of self worth needed to be constructed.  If you family sends you to school with a big bag of self worth and healthy attitudes the school bully shrinks around you.  The critical coach maybe gets one of your chips now and then, but you have plenty more.  The same bully and coach may flatten a kid with no or few chips. It only really takes one secure care taker to achieve this. There are stories of single moms who are able to raise above all the challenges and be supportive enough that their children make the “right” choices in life.  The kids make some positive and healthy decisions for themselves.  Some kids are born into abuse and do not get that bag of chips.  It is harder to see yourself as a winner later on.  I truly see this Eclipse as a brilliant time to get a whole new bag of chips and polish up the ones I have.  I am going for chip fever…or maybe moon rocks.  I am cashing in my moon rocks tonight. These are Scorpio moon rocks and they make a lasting trade.  I am flowing on a moon beam to my dream current.  No one is pushing my dream and I don’t need anyone’s approval in the creation of my dream.  All life has value and all people have value. I am not here to measure them or to compare myself to anyone else.  This is my construct. Sometimes if I don’t have what I really want I can figure out what I will feel like when I get there.  If I make it to my destination how happy will I feel?  Ok. I am going to feel that way skipping all the way to my destination.  Why wait? I like staying busy but if I decide to be lazy, I think that is good.  I am trying to balance the pace of my life.  I will never totally “retire” I like making money in various ways. I love to travel and meet people.  I hope nothing stands in my way with travel.  I love my emotions and they are the rich pallet for my life.  I honor all emotions as a gage telling me how close I am to my true self. Even if I were totally handicapped as long as I can feel and have the awareness that I do, I count that as being nearly perfect in every way.  If I never lose all the weight I carry, I accept that and I will be in the virtual place of appreciating the skin I am in and be happy with my physical self.  I dream of owning a home once again.  It seems like a big dream and one that I think will manifest.  I don’t have to wait until I have a home to feel at home.  I am a child of this world and somehow I will be at home on earth. My mind is the key to enjoying this life.  It takes some determination and focus to decide that nothing will get me down or make me a prisoner.  Even if someone is in prison, they have a window within to escape.  I used to think it would take lots of money to see the kind of home and life I would like to have.  I don’t believe that money would build what I really wish for anymore.  Money might help in many ways but it fall short in other ways.  It is all moon money right now. I have a virtual fortune of chips and I am using them to create a big dream.  The one thing money can’t buy is playmates. I hope there are others like me out there to enjoy and have fun with.  I want real relationships where I am fully present and I convey that more non verbally than with words.  I say it with my eyes and my smiles and there is lots of telepathic talk going on because it is more authentic communication.  There is no price tag for that sort of connection in life.  It is priceless.  Today I spend my bag of chips. I invest in all the dreams I hold.  I think…hold on to your hat Nancy…there is a big wind brewing up beneath me. 

Anne, My Red Headed Gyspy Friend

Anne Vassar, My Gypsy Mentor

Anne Vassar

 I was 15 and my parents were divorcing the year I met Anne.  Prior to the divorce my mother would have never sought out a psychic.  Although, she had grown up Baptist and did not strictly adhere to the doctrines of that faith, seeking out a psychic would be uncharacteristic.  My mother had new female friends who came over and drank with her.  Usually mom did not drink and have a house full of girl friends over.  Life was chaotic for me, everything seemed upside down. When these female friends were sharing stories about paranormal events, I did hear a story from my Mom's lips about her own psychic experience.  Mom had a best friend that committed suicide 5 years ago.  The friend , Carolyn, kept coming to my mother every night and pleading with her.  Carolyn wanted my mother to call her family and "tell them I'm not dead".  My mother felt panicked over calling this grieving family and telling them that Carolyn is not really dead.  Her fear of ridicule got the best of her and she never made that phone call.  Although Mom's new friends laughed and picked up the mood,  I felt myself becoming the parent sometimes and worrying about my Mom’s behavior.  Several of her new single friends had been to Anne for a “fortune telling” session.  They were very convinced my mother should also consult Anne.  Mom agreed and I was allowed to go with her.  After that first meeting I formed a very close bond with my new mentor.  

 We walked into Anne’s modest one bedroom apartment.  I was a bit scared by her appearance. I saw a rather petite older women with dyed red hair. She looked like a pirate with a black patch over one eye and the other eye seemed to look right through me. She softened a bit when she smiled.  Due to glaucoma, one of Anne's eyes had turned brown and the other one was bright blue, and so she wore a patch a good deal of the time.  She was a  loving and wise grandmother trying to live on social security,   She had been born to an Irish Catholic family but had done her own searching and deciding before settling down to marriage and her own family.  Anne had traveled the world.  She had stories of living with the gypsies in Europe.  I could imagine a young Anne with her long locks of curly red hair and sparkling blue eyes dancing around a camp fire with a tambourine.  She taught me how to read a regular deck of playing cards.  I was quite good at it.  For me, it was like a duck to water, and soon I was doing readings for all my high school friends.  We all enjoyed the card readings until something spooky happened.  I was reading for one young lady (Lacy) when I felt overtaken with grief for her best friend, Vicki.  I saw several spades (swords) surrounding a young page (Joker).  The face of that face card changed to Vicki’s face.  I blinked and it transformed back to an ordinary face card.   Then I learned another horrible truth about the selfish side of human nature.  The friend of Vicki’s (Lacy) was very indignant and complained, “this is supposed to be about me”.  My mouth flew open in utter amazement.  Here I was doing readings for free and for fun.  I was beside myself with concern over Vicki and could not lose the feeling that something dreadful was about to happen to her.  Lacy continued with her rant, “well you did not say that to Susan, you did not give her bad news”.  It is true that the friend before Lacy, Susan, had a wonderful reading.  Again the cards seemed to shift.  I drew an ace of diamonds and it turned into a vision of a black mustang car with a red bow on top of it.  I also saw a certificate.  I told Susan that soon she would receive a certificate and a black Mustang.  Susan giggled and jumped around the room.  She was graduating from high school in a few months and she had been dropping hints to her parents about wanting a Mustang.  The year of the auto would be 1969.  Susan was a year ahead of me, apparently, in High School.  I had been reading for friends for about a year and now people I did not know were seeking me out.  I was upset about that sort of fake Fame.  None of these people knew I was even alive before I started doing readings.  All of these factors made me want to throw away the gift of insight that was emerging.  To make things even worse, Vicki almost died from spiral meningitis.  She was in the hospital for many weeks and when she returned to school she was in a wheel chair.  Vicki went from being pretty and popular to someone almost no one spoke to accept for me.  I was realizing some hard and fast truths about being psychic and about the “shallowness” of others.  Anne was helpful in explaining the down side of doing psychic work and basically it was a lesson in values.  Being psychic and being a “good person” are two different things.  Anne did not want me losing myself to the dark side of the craft.  Every time I left her small abode, she would say "vaya con dios".  I believe that meant “Go with God” in Spanish.  She was teaching me about “God” in a way the Baptist church could never portray.  She was reaching deep inside with caring and empathy.  She was not even aware of my “sins” or that I even needed forgiveness.  She saw my possibilities.  That is what makes her unique in my development.  I am sure she is gone to the other side. 

 Good Bye Anne

Gone but not forgotten.  The last time I saw her, she was disappointed.  I introduced her to the man I was engaged to.  I must have been about 20 years old.  She looked at me with a sad expression.  I got the message telepathically “he is not the right one”.  Unfortunately I married him anyway.  She was absolutely correct in her last assessment.  I am so grateful to have such a learned wise friend and mentor in my life for 5 years.  What a difference she made!  Nothing would be the same in my life today without her as a tutor.  They say God works through us, we are his hands, and voice, and, when needed, His/Her Hugs in the lives of others.

Weight Loss by Meditation and Dreaming?

What if I lost weight by meditating  and dreaming about it?

                         my tanned body in Hawaii summer '13

I have heard that it works.   The advice ranges from eating healthy and being more in tune with what your body needs instead of wants to visualizing the food is your friend.  It is mentioned that meditation can raise your base line metabolism.  Each meditation session can show you a life style change that will fit with your current situation.  In spite of what you have tried before, (I have tried them all), you will make it from here and do so within your budget.

All three of those factors can make meditating an easy fix for taking off some pounds.

I am going to keep a journal this month of November to see how much weight I lost in one month.

I just stepped on a scale yesterday.  I cannot share that number with you out of personal reasons but I can do the math and report how much I lost around the 5^th of December. 

This last week I got that panicked feeling when I stepped on the scale.  Then I began to do the same old routine.  Beat myself up and vow to never eat another cookie or drink another Coke.  Then I wanted to join Weight Watchers again.  They do have an on line program as well.  Then I drove past a neighborhood gym and wanted to walk in and join.  By the way, none of these ideas are wrong by themselves, I just know my history with all of this.  It does work for a while.  I mentioned in a recent post that I had lost the same 20 pounds over and over again.  The yoyo dieter syndrome is pretty bad with me.  I was reading an article about the thyroid and I have had low scores over the course of my life.  This time I prefer natural iodine and I am going to pick some of it up at the health food store today.

If I am adding iodine daily, walking, drinking more water, and just eating better, without an actual program, will that be enough?  My guess is this:  No, I need to meditate as well.  Keeping my soul in a happy and prosperous place is the most important factor.  I wrote about seeking the kingdom of God first and all things then come to you.  Did you ever think that weight loss and balanced eating would be those things that will come more easily when your soul is where it should be…within the light and joyful “kingdom” within? 

And here is another problem with this:  It is not very empirical or scientific with all the variables.  I mean it could be just the walking everyday and drinking more water that makes a difference.  It might be the Iodine addition or just slight changes in my diet that create a subtraction in pounds over the next 30 days. I have vowed to walk at least 10 minutes and do 10 crunches a day.  That is not a great deal of extra movement, but I hate to admit, I must start there.  I am not in the best shape.  I quit smoking 5 months ago.  Believe me, I am so thrilled, but I have managed some of the change by allowing myself to eat what I want.  I put on some weight and have not taken it off.  The extra pounds make me sluggish and it is actually difficult to walk very far.   My lungs are improving in capacity which gives me great hope that this meager beginning will be just the start of better days.

 I have tried many things in the past and some things did work and others did not.  Once when I was madly in love with someone, I joined weight watchers and took off about 30 pounds over the course of several months.  Once he was not flirting with me any longer, I quit weight watchers.  I have learned that none of this depends on another person or organization.  Support might help in some ways, but, for me it must come from deep within me to really last.  One thing that did last and worked well was my membership to Naturally Women’s Health Spa until they closed their doors.  I did notice the greatest consistent improvement from doing water aerobics every day. 

It will be interesting to see how this month goes.  I will be honest with all about the end numbers.  

Tuesday December 4th

Ok: I am celebrating some small success in how I feel.  Overall more energetic and I have grasp some behavioral changes.  I am avoiding the result of the scale as my only measurement.  I gained 2 pounds.  Yes, the Holidays and Thanksgiving it partly to blame.  This was a difficult month trying to transition to a better life style. I am going to continue this next month in a similar way but I am doing a few things differently.  I watched a documentary on You Tube called "why thin people stay thin".  These people can eat anything and they were doing an experiment to try and gain weight. They could not even gain weight.  When they started eating more calories their metabolism would increase.  The participants liked sports and walking, however they were asked to refrain from working out and walking too.  

My idea is to continue to feel better, move more, walk more.  I was able to do this by parking far away from the store and places I go so that I would spend at least 2 or 3 minutes walking each way.  I am rearranging my small living space to include a place to do Yoga, and I am keeping track of what I eat daily. There are some minor changes in diet and I am going to use Truvia instead of sugar in coffee. I would like to eat less diary and that includes cheese.  Without obsessing about my weight and feeling any angst, I will continue to add and do a bit more.  I think this first month was a trial run.  I see the silver lining in all this and I am going to keep on pushing through to see maybe a two pound loss on January 5th.  That is my goal, 2 pounds a month and that equals 24 a year.  Hey I did not get fat over night.  There is a great deal of evidence that slow weight loss will stay off and the body will hardly notice the shift.  Even if your body is carrying too much weight, it tries to remain the same.  There is a medical term for that: Homeostasis.  The body resists sudden changes.  It does not react well to severe diet restrictions and goes into a panic starvation mode and tries to lower your metabolism to conserve body fat.  Wow. Our bodies just do not get what we would like to do.  It takes lots of love and patience to correct a body weight issue.  I am in it for the long haul.  

See you in January, ya'all. Happy New Year in advance.  

Man of the Hour, Alex Collier

This is my nut shell version of some of the talks he has given:

 

The first time I heard Alex I tingled inside and all my truth barometers were ringing.  I had a warm feeling listening to his words and I realized I had received some of the same information.  I also have this experience with other leader/teachers like Nick Bunick.  Often times these are reluctant leaders who have asked, why me?  I realize that they are all coming to the surface during 2012.  Even I feel requested to be a leader of sorts.  During these uncertain times it is easy for people to get lost and to panic.  In fact that is exactly what the evil powers want you to feel, fear and depression.  It is so much easier to heard the masses when they are weak and don’t know that they are powerful beyond imagination.  Yes powerful.  You must invite the bad people and events into your life because you have free will.  Usually we are tricked.  Alien races will say, oh, I see you are washing away in a flood; well, we can help you if you wish to sign an agreement. There have been many agreements according to Alex with the reptilian races and they are considered to be the bullies of the universe. They feed off our fear and they are amused with us.  They also eat people and must do so while that person is alive.  Our hormones offer a rush to them.  Alex was telling us that they have royalty in their system.  The reptiles with wings and very long tails are royalty.  They have a warrior class and a worker class.  They do not bond in romance as we do and many human emotions are beyond them.  Originally they came here for fresh water and gold.  This planet offered many resources.  Earth was rather bare until it was taraformed by the Andromedans.  Andromedans create “Edens” on planets.  Edens are domed biospheres that grow everything they need to eat while visiting an alien planet.  Many life forms were brought to earth fully formed and they adapted.  Humans did not originate here, and we were seeded as well.  When the reptilians came they did some dumbing down of our race with genetic tinkering.  They wanted us to be subservient.  The group of aliens that probably built the pyramids really enjoyed being treated as gods.  Alex yes it is wrong to manipulate us that way and we need to rebuilt our self awareness.  Humans are actually descended from royalty.  We are the off spring of a magnificent human type race called the Lyra.  Lyrans are called so referring to the Constellation Lyra.   There have been star wars in our solar system and in other parts of the known universe.  Humanoids have been at the edge of existence and extinction due to wars with beings that exists on helium instead of oxygen and other more aggressive types of races such as the reptilian races.  The history that Alex presents is fascinating and I am in awe.  The important part is what lies ahead.  We are being asked to envision the kind of earth and society we wish to live in.  The Andromedans do not use money and they cannot understand why we must pay rent to live on a planet we were born on.  Believe me I have experienced low rent districts and slum lords before and I agree that at least modest abodes should be available much like health insurance.  There are some things that just must be in place for families such as safe and clean shelter.  Those who can afford the castle on the hill, then by all means move to Beverly Hills.  Neale Donald Walsch used to say we have the income scale all wrong.  Those who take care of children and the elderly should earn much more that the ball players.  The social workers, healers, counselors, nurses, care takers, teachers and farmers all should reap a much more substantial income.  The CEO’s in plush offices might seem important but perhaps they got there the wrong way.  Sometimes it is a blood fest to the top.   Alex mentions that type of reptile behavior is unusual for humans.  What is happening is walk in reptiles.  They use the body of a three year old child and kill them very slowly and then take over the body and revive them.  This has gone on for generations with some blood lines that are considered royal.  They look human until they experience human emotions they can’t handle and then they revert back to scales for a moment. There are hybrids among us.  

Alex is asking us to look at the values we hold and decide which human conditions and values should be carried forward and which ones should be left behind?  I think children hold some of those answers for us.  Watch children play for a while and you will have some of the snap shots of what our best features are.  Keep dreaming about the future for it is upon us and our Alien Ancestors have returned to help foster in this new age.  They won’t do the work for us, but, they are available to mentor if we need help and ask.  In my next post, I will share my vision of “the Jetson’s.  I have witnessed future cities and they are fantastic. 

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