SPS: Chapter 3. Solve for the Human Stain.

Chapter Three:  Solve for the Human Stain

Continuing the Sisterhood of psychics and my progress with friendships: There in the beautiful bustle called Sedona, I had to pause.  I should be pausing because of the magnificent rouge scenery. But instead there was an accident.  A car went the wrong way in a roundabout.  It might have not been too bad if the other drivers were paying attention.  Often people are taking pictures or filming.  I turned to find a back road.  There are back roads in Sedona that all the local people know about.  I would make it to the Center in time and then collect my mind.  I would practice meditation by the creek and allow the subtlest of energy to embrace me and heal me.  Sedona is uncensored, raw, playful and powerful all at once.  

Even Psychics have days that are going all wrong.  Tears fall, and ice cream gets eaten, and it is hard to pull out of it.  It is hard to leave behind the “wrong education” that many have endured.  One tear leads to a flood of bad memories.  One chip lead to another just as one drink might lead to another.  Humans have their way of coping with life’s disappointments.  For me that meant gaining more weight.  There are much better ways of coping. 

Going back to the “wrong education” in childhood and all the way through adolescence:  it has been part of our demise.   I can speak for myself, and I can observe it in others.  I was a very sensitive child who belonged to a very angry Mom.   I was aware of problems at home and wanted to change the energy.  I would do something “funny”.   Humor was a momentary escape and a healthy one.  Despite that humor, a plate of spaghetti would fly and hit the wall.  My parents often fought at the dinner table.

My parents had the perfectionism of the 50’s.  Our home looked perfect.  We lived in a spotless world, but the biggest treasure of “knowing who we really are” was not the focus.   School was to help create good future employees and it certainly was not meant to have us be creative and think for ourselves.  I remember using my imagination quite a bit, but I don’t think I could use that part of me, except in art class and “English” when we were asked to write.  Later, I took water color and three poetry classes as well as some other electives that I really enjoyed.   College was wonderful it was the solve that healed my wounds. If I could have just continued to take all the electives I had a natural yearning to take, all evil would parish from my world. I wish I could have gone from kindergarten to college. I found true therapy in the world of academia. Even traditional English classes would yield more discovery into ancient Greek philosophers and then the modern Wittenstien (pronounced Vit en steen) which was a happy accident. I walked in the wrong classroom and never left.  All the students engaged with me in a way that “fed my soul”.

 I would not have a progressive, enduring and life changing philosophy until I read “Conversations with God” and went on a “God Cruise” with Neale Donald Walsch.  I wrote a great deal about that cruise.  Neale was fantastic.  Neale was very human in his scope of emotions.  He could be impatient and showed some irritation at times.  When the student is ready, the teacher appears.  Neale helped me see and set sail on my next spiritual steps. I became all about “feeding my soul”.  I was on the hunt for people and places that fed my soul.  I went to see Bashar in Sedona.  Daryl Anka channels an ET entity from the future called Bashar.  There are so many more significant teachers that filled my life in the years 2006 through 2012.  It was a time of expansion.  It was our trip to Sedona that set off a chain of decisions to move there and be part of that world.  It was a bumpy ride on a rutted red road.  Sedona was the perfect example of a manifested spiritual carnival and its antithesis would be the withdrawn life of an ascetic cave dweller.  Perhaps I have been that person in a cave, but now I reach for another level of sublime.  Sedona was an education that was never boring, and it could not be purchased or attained in a class room.  Sedona was in my face kissing me and smacking me all the time.   I encountered the cheeky creek nymphs as a child and once again I was being swept along in the fast current of a vortex.  I watched the brave young men biking down a sloping red foot hill.  I heard the growl of a skin walker on a moon lit path, lizard beings, and druids in our midst.  The diversity was ever a whirling pool of the unimaginable. 

So, what is the solve for the human stain?  Removing layers of myth, hardship, guilt and misunderstanding from the human paradigm.  We all do start from the same seed but it seems “we bought the farm, the Brooklyn Bridge, and sold ourselves into generations of slavery.  We need to wise up in a hurry.  Sedona was that mix of frantic awakenings, trips and falls, small wounds and then the ripping off of the band aid.  I walked over pebbles, hiked up trails, rented about six different places and felt like a gypsy the whole time.  People came and went all the time.  Most of the psychics did not make the sort of living they had hoped.  Groceries and rent were much higher than other areas.  Sedona had its price tag.  Somehow those who were supposed to be there found a way of being there.  My education continued as the pages will reveal.  The solve was in going within to realize how precious humanity is and that it is being shaken awake quickly for a reason.  The solve is in Buffy Saint Marie’s song, Love Lift Us Up Where We Belong. We belong to a rich Father and like prodigal sons and daughters we are being asked to get out of the pig trough, walk away from the lies, and stand up a little straighter.   There are some songs that were just written for us, the sons and daughters of this time.  See if you hear that beckoning in this song?  Let the River Run

In preparation of my next chapter I ask this question of my readership:  What does a Lion Being, Sasquatch, and an 8-foot-tall bipedal bird all have in common?   Get ready sons and daughters.

Be washed, be forgiving and forgiven and be open. 

Chapter Two: Sara's Psychic Sisterhood

Chapter Two

Sara’s Psychic Sisterhood

Transparency: Ain’t No Place to Hide

Psychics at the center seemed to come and go easily. Some psychics would begin with high hopes and that optimism showed up as painting and decorating their offices. It was fun to watch the show from the sidelines. Establishing a presence and a following were not magically manifested in one day.  As a college student, I had additional income. I kept that my little secret until it slipped out one day. Everyone wanted to borrow money. All those psychic with high hopes were not quite making it yet.  There was competition among psychics, and comparisons, and all the petty things soap operas are made of.  Intense drama happened when psychics would cast spells on each other.  When that happened, one or the other was going to be leaving.  Eve was from Alabama and she was casting prosperity spells around her door. She hung up tiny bottles with real gem chips and threw rosemary on the steps to her room.  Another psychic began sweeping those steps and interrupted the psychic sessions with loud talk. I called her “Boss Lady”. Another red-headed “angel-channeling” psychic began to give the concierge money in exchange for recommendations to clients.  I happened to witness this exchange but also knew that no one would really believe it.  Months later the store owner became aware that this was happening. There was a concierge change with little improvement.  Winning over the concierge was important in winning clients.  Even when people would ask for “Sara”, they might be directed elsewhere. 

Transparency grew daily for me in what I noticed.  Transparency caused enormous problems for psychics. There is no place to hide.  Imagine if everyone you lived with, worked with, and people you dated were extremely psychic?  There would be no such thing as a poker face.  When issues come up they must be dealt with. It makes people think and behave differently.  I read a book about people living in Intentional communities. Sure, there is love and harmony at first, but wait until all those shadows hit the light. If someone used to be good at manipulating others, all of a sudden their “con” doesn’t work.  I had the red-headed angel channeling psychic crying in my office one day.  “Candy, save your tears, they are not working well on me today.” Those were the words out of my mouth.  Angels may be flitting about her daily, but, she was not full of down-home integrity and it was more obvious than ever.  She had integrity in the heavens, but not down in the zone. I enjoyed Eve and Candy, but in my heart, I knew that they were both on their way out. You just can’t con a con artist and that is doubly true with psychics. It takes a thief to know a thief (they say) and I can say that it takes a psychic to know a psychic.  The truth will become ugly but then when the smoke clears something amazing has happened, clarity.  I grew in self-awareness and became more steadfast.  I stopped second guessing myself and graduated to being the professional I was. When center clients arrived they would look at all those photos and blurbs about psychics and they had to choose one of us.  They might pick the person that “looks exotic and psychic” and probably does have some charisma too. I believed that the clients got the psychic they deserved but not perhaps the “best”. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and so is talent in interpreting subtle energy.

 On some days, I believe everyone was delivering good messages.  It did feel like a Higher Power guided all the psychics at the center regardless of the level of development each psychic possessed.  I call that the Oda Mae effect (from Ghosts 1990). Under the right circumstances just about anyone can be psychic.  If we were all developed psychics the world would operate  differently, but it would be a bloody mess first. The crooked dealers would not get very far and the banks would be transparent (eventually).  Does that sound wonderful or what? There would be so many layers of problems in the beginning because we don’t operate that way. People hide their feelings, stick their head in the sand when confronted, and create unreal versions of themself.  Someone like me would be killed instantly. The crooked dealers would not want me around.  My best survival strategy is knowing that people do not trust psychics. For me to still be around means one fantastic thing. There are more people evolving now days. There will be no more burning at the stake. Sure there are still enough people who feel safe in the lies they live.  If they only knew that “their slip is showing” how would they behave?  They would do the “right” thing perhaps. Advanced, aware, conscious, evolved people know that we are all connected at some level. When they deceive someone it is going to surface and really drag them down.  We all have “sinned”… no exceptions.  We all have a second chance too.  Each day is a clean slate to do the right thing. Good to know. Forgive and go on. Like the Master once said, “Our Father who art in heaven, show us how to make earth a little piece of heaven”.  When he said “our Father” that means we all came from the same Infinite Intelligent Source.  All religions have truth in them and together they form a gorgeous mosaic of human experience.  Let us recognize that one evolving connection and be brothers and sisters in transparency. Grab someone’s arm because we are all in this together.    

Sara's Psychic Sisterhood

Sara's Psychic Sisterhood

Chapter One: Sedona is Hollywood for Psychics

Hello, Welcome to my creek side patio here in Magical Sedona. I’m Sara and I am pleased to narrate my adventure as a psychic who landed in a unique sisterhood years ago.  My book "Psychic Sisterhood" took on a life of its own as I wrote it. I might have embellished a little bit, but, this stuff all happened. There would be an absence of creativity and my muse would not be present if there was no foundation in truth. 

When I first arrived in Sedona, I immediately had to step up my game and presentation.  I was rather “ordinary looking”, and frumpy from years of being a mom and a social worker. “Hey There Georgy Girl” would almost fit my situation except Georgy was not “psychic”.  I had been married for five years, when I discovered that the romance had slipped between my fingers while changing diapers.  We just did not seem to be close anymore. Things happen, and I will be touching into marriage and relationship issues as my saga continues. For me, separation seemed eminent and it happened. My ex and extended family was not far away in Phoenix. 

 Sedona has changed but wading the cool creek water is delightful on this sunny day in mid June.  When I was a kid, Oak Creek was better than an amusement park. The whole family camped here.  Mom and I picked wild berries and wild asparagus growing creek side. My brother and Dad were trout fishing up stream.  Now, 2018, most of the creek side property has been purchased.  It is still breath taking to see the red rock monuments and lofty oak trees. Sedona has always been playground for Phoenix families in the summer.  The grown-up Sedona has a New York City energy. It is bustling with commerce, tour buses, hikers and New Age Culture. The experience can be overwhelming at times, but it is seldom stagnant. The locals eat and shop at different places than the tourist.  Honestly, the tour jeeps seldom travel to the most sacred places, in my opinion.  In fact, it can be so busy along the creek that I crossed the highway to Beaver Creek and found some lovely private swimming spots as well as a natural slide.  People are usually refreshed and renewed from Creek play.  I always felt Baptized in holy water. When I was around five years old, I lost a little red sneaker to the playful creek.  I swear there was a water nymph that just snatched it from my foot.  Back when I was little, animals and fairy folk were close companions. I am back on sacred ground where the iron and minerals create vortex activity. How do I anchor myself to the dynamic spirited environment? 

My “Work Week”

I had interviewed for a job at one of the many New Age Metaphysical stores in Sedona. The first week of June I had a counseling office right by the creek.  It had all the bright bubbly energy of the oak trees smiling through a picture window.  With birds tweeting and humming birds darting about I met with people from all over the world in my office. Outside I enjoyed cheerful banter of the creek’s splashing and gurgling. There were the other psychic’s in offices around me.  Customers would pick the best psychic out of a book of colorful resumes.  It seemed that the most exotic or psychic looking people would get picked. I did not have the gypsy appearance at all, however, the people who did pick me, mentioned it was my smile that drew them in. I do believe that there is an energetic magnetic draw or law of attraction.  My energy was matching their energy at the moment they were deciding who to see. 

My first week was slow and fraught with obstacles in the way of other psychics.  There was one psychic putting rosemary on the doorway and another doing a shamanistic chant. All of this was to uplift energy, cleanse the third eye chakra and attract more business. However, paranoia took over when a rebel psychic vacuumed up all the rosemary leaves. I laughed so hard. There were odd suspicions and tensions at times. 

There were psychics who commanded high paying customers and they received top billing.  The concierge accidentally placed my photo on the bottom eye level display.  That caused a problem for some.  My first confrontation was with a very established psychic who was enraged by that error.  That photo was quickly moved to another spot. The world of psychic advisers has its competition just like any business might have. Fueled by tourist, money flowed like a shoe box of monopoly money in Sedona. Got change for a 100? I of course hoped to receive some of that green too. My goal was to wow people and give them their money’s worth.  Just like that show “America’s Got Talent”, sometimes it is the mousy misfit that belts out a show tune and wins everyone over.  That was me. By February I moved to a bigger office and was one of the top paying psychics. That was before I became deathly ill from toxic black mold poisoning several months later. I enjoyed the fast lane for a while and that is when I met the sisterhood. 

I would take breaks down by the creek and one spring day a whole new paradigm opened. I walked to the creek to sit on one of the benches, however, I walked into a lively discussion amongst several fellow psychics.  The chat was regarding one woman who had a reading from almost every available psychic at our center. Money was no object for her. It appears she was looking for validating information regarding an ex-boyfriend. Of course, she wanted to hear that this person would once again be in her life. Often it is to a psychic’s advantage to tell someone what they really want to hear.  I had also counseled with this middle-aged lady in my office.  The shock was that we had all told her the same thing.  The message was almost verbatim from all of us. Each psychic present felt very certain that this ex-lover was not going to return to her in this life time. I found that beyond interesting to the point of unbelievable coincidence.  The five of us continued to chat and compare notes.  With this group, I learned lessons never taught anywhere else. The discussions covered many topics from a variety of life perspectives.  Among us were Hindu, Wicca, Catholic, Native American Tradition, South African Shamanism and Buddhist belief systems. Two ladies believed they were hybrid beings. They were part human and part alien. This was a diverse group.   

The most universal characteristic of this small group was the “service to others” attitude. If there was competition, it was not brutal or back stabbing. There was trust between our creek side discussion group. Usually our sessions would end when the concierge called us to do readings for the clients.  We did not get an hourly pay, and so the concierge was our helper in obtaining customers. There was a partnership in honoring our center and each other. What we started to notice was a building of positive comradery. All of us began to do better financially than the other psychics who were of the lone wolf variety.  Often the others would sabotage each other and create adversity. One of the first lessons for me “to take to the bank” was this spirit of a “Universal Manager”. Somehow, I became acquainted with a beneficial force that directed each customer to exactly the right psychic. In time, we began referring each other due to certain specialties each member in the group possessed. All would either gift with 10% of the session fee or return with a similar referral.

I remember a movie called “Minority Report.” This was a  2002 Steven Spielberg movie about three psychics who could predict crime in the year 2054. Tom Cruise’s character is part of the pre-crime unit.  There is one psychic who does not always agree with the other two. She is more rogue than the psychic twins.  I found the movie rather abysmal but interesting.  Abysmal because if people become more psychic and aware, they would not be in such a dystonia.

What if psychics did agree on future events and better yet, helped others to avoid certain mistakes and pitfalls.  As Sara, I can visualize a better world and help to mold it. People do have free will.  I have seen many readings where there is a fork in the road and one-time line over another will emerge depending on that person’s choice.  Psychics and alternative doctors might become targets in the future, if not already.  If psychics are being harassed, it probably means that they are “real” psychics and are doing things right not wrong. They would be a genuine threat to those with nefarious agendas.  Those agendas happen one little step at a time.  All the pieces must be in place and many high places infiltrated to create the reduction of human independence.  Sara and her sisters were “a threat” and they would soon learn why and how to shield themselves.  Many moons ahead, many pages turned, the sisterhood will be tested and almost pulled apart. Buckle your seat belt, as we go into hyper-drive. Things are about to take off.

Written by Nancy Lake of angelbellsguidance.com.  People who join my news letter will receive the next chapter. And yes a future copy of the book will be available. The sign up for the newsletter is on the Welcome Page. Enjoy.

Счастливое воскресенье.

У меня иногда больше русских читают мой блог, чем в моей стране в США. Просто хочу сказать спасибо

Handmaiden to Madness

Working with the seriously ill population for quite a while has me running a maze of loops and circles in my car. It reminds me of Chutes and Ladders. They are petitioned by me or family into treatment.  Treatment in hospitals last about a week and then somehow patients are pronounced clinically better and discharged.  Sometimes they are discharged with a bag of medication and no place to sleep or eat.   Many homeless people are mentally ill.  They will die much sooner than better functioning people.   Mentally ill people burn their bridges with family and friends.

Why is there no cure?  Well actually there is but it is so cost effective that it would end many of the three ringed circuses that go on.  The whole judicial system built around court ordered treatment would be nonexistent including what I do, case management.  Many programs and agencies would cease to exist. 

Psychopharmaceutic medications are very expensive and are a large part of the money pie.  I believe I could take the craziest person and bring them back to health.  The first step would be reducing the medications, then changing the life style and diet, then finding some sort of life purpose and job for this person.  After two years they would be out of the system.   I could not do it alone.  I would need a therapeutic team.  I would add certain kinds of therapy that might not be considered “correct” or best practice, but they would work.  It would be person centered in orientation.  And it would be eclectic in that their would be some cognitive therapy.

I am not a doctor and I am not a genius.  I have worked with family and fiends who were almost gone.  These people were riddled with mental illness and the only therapy they received was medical therapy.

As a mom, I went along with the medical piece for 20 years.  It did help manage some of the symptoms.  There is a place for some chemistry.  But I realized my son was becoming a life time patient and none of these pills have cured him.

I used to blame the doctor’s and the nurse practitioners until I saw them in a different light.   They do care about their patients very much.  They are a hard-working group and they are depressed that they don’t have all those answers.   They do have DNA testing now days, but there is no magic pill that will heal mental illness.  They can help manage symptoms for a while.  For a while can be a year or two.  The brain chemistry often self-corrects, and receptors become resilient over time.  Changing medications is very scary sometimes.  Not everyone reacts the same way to a certain medication.  My son kept saying his brain was on fire.  He was not heard until a new doctor came to his clinic.  It turns out my guy needed a side effect medication.  Many people have that same side effect without it.  Then another lady psychiatrist came on board.  She thought my son was misdiagnosed. My son was experiencing some wonderful baseline behavior and he was joking and having a great time in his therapy sessions.  This lady doctor promptly removed my son from all his medications.  Perhaps she wondered what would happen.  What happened was a nightmare for me.  My son landed in a psychotic break down and then a mania.  He was hospitalized for about 3 weeks.  After hospitalization, it took another two months to see him stabilized again. 

Recently, another psychiatrist was judging me a “bad parent” and decided I was very stupid as well.  The pain families go through is just unimaginable.  After riding this crazy train for over 20 years, it is obvious that no one has all the answers. 

There are answers.  But I think murder would happen before those answers reach people.  The pharmaceutical industry is a very powerful billion-dollar industry.  They are drug dealers.  If a patient is cut off his/her medication too quickly, it could mean death or a spiraling, out of control psychotic break down.  The dependency on those medications is very high.  People must titrate off their medication very slowly with some monitory of that process.

My loved ones and friends have been able to do just that.  It was a roller coaster ride for them.  Through much reading and discovery, we found the answers. 

The lives of patients and loved ones are being exploited and harmed.  The motto first do no harm is not being a banner for those who work in the mental health field.  Harm is being done in dozens of ways.

Stop the madness.  Collectively we can.  Just email me for more answers.  nancysnimbus@gmail.com

I should probably send this to Nami again.  Sooner or later people will wake up and change things.   For people like my father, it is too late.  He suffered hand tremors to the point he had to give up dentistry and his livelihood.  For my brother it is too late, he overdosed while trying to self-medicate.   I decided to not let this happen to another person I know and love.

Chutes and Ladders should be fun and not a cliff hanger

How Can We, the American People Come Together and Save Our Country.

Can we, the American people, unite and take back this country?  In this essay the best and brightest ideas are summarized from Steel.

It must be noted that people are almost divorcing over the new direction and the recent Trump/Hillary election.  There are many factions trying to get us to fight among ourselves and choose sides.  There is only one side, we are the American family, and we need to pull together against a common threat. 

According to Robert Steel, of the CIA there is quite a war going on within our CIA.  John Bannon is on one side of that division. He was financed by the Saudis and was able to lie to get Hillary Clinton as a Primary winner.  She stole 13 primaries from Bernie Sanders.  They were able to electronically control voting machines.  That is exactly what they accused the Trump campaign of doing. Only after investigation Trump gained some more of the popular votes.  

There are super powers trying to take down Trump for various reasons Steel has analysized.  None of these reasons have anything to do with his raw and sometimes curt behavior or “racism, homophobia, xenophobia” and all the other unsavory labels the media has hurled at Trump. Remember the handicapped reporter and Trump waving his hands around. That reporter was not spastic at all and in fact presents as a highly competent and intellectual person. Why are so many trying to get rid of Trump and attack his character?  If you knew all the high-level pedophiles that are in the government and stand to be drained from the swamp, it would make more sense.  It would make you gag but it would all be plausible.  Satanist elite pedophiles are only one of the opposing forces for Trump.

1. Enemy number one:  George Soros, who hopes to keep us controlled, and in poverty and self-sacrificing like a Renfield character.  The shrinking middle class must cough up more and more fiat money in this man-made rat race.  Soros is a rat.  He plans on busing 300,000 mercenary’s violent protesters, who don’t know what they are protesting, to storm Washington DC.

2, Dick Chaney is enemy number two.  He ran the nation with Bush as a mouth piece.  Why is he doing this?  There was a book called Dick Chaney, and the High Jacking of the American Presidency.  It is a long story but Trump had better dump Reince Priebus and all the other moles surrounding him.  Trump genuinely likes some of these people.  Robert Steel hope to see Trump surround himself with the following people:  Ralph Nader, Jessie Ventura, Cynthia McKinney, Robert David Steel, and Dennis Kucinich.   Personally, I would add Catherine Austin-Fitts.  https://youtu.be/Bx9_paDhpQs. Steel feels that this is a very diversified group but it would break the isolation of Trumps immediate advisers.  Steel feels that Steve Bannon is a real asset but does not hold all the needed world view.  I love Steve Bannon, and I quote him here:   "I'm not a white nationalist, I'm a nationalist. I'm an economic nationalist; The globalists gutted the, American working class and created a middle class in Asia.” I just read an article asking people to sign a petition again the anti-Semitic (Bannon gets a cut from the Seinfeld show) and the white supremacist Steve Bannon.  I guess no one needs to prove anything anymore to write it or label someone. 

 3. Enemy three is the “deep state”.  I am not sure exactly how many people fit into that group.  It appears that Obama is one of these deep state people.  I would call them perhaps middle management for the upper level elite banking cabal.  I think I can say that Nancy Pelosi and many of the Washington insiders are part of this group and have sold their soul at this point.

Robert Steel would like Trump to have a daily 7 minute chat with “America”.  If he talks to us and gets some feedback he will win back all those who never intended to vote for him.  With all of America or at least 80% to 90% of us on board.  These Federalist or Globalist will not control us any longer.  We can kick them to the curb…or another planet. 

Trump needs all of America to rally behind him.  We don’t want 1963 to happen all over again.  Those who did not like Kennedy at the beginning were weeping as the carriage went down Pennsylvania Avenue.  I feel that would also be the sentiment of 90% of America once they get what Trump is trying to do.  Once they understand the monsters that he is up against.  I think after he lowers taxes he will be even more popular. 

Please listen to this video.  It is making my head spin with all the pieces falling into place.  That is a good thing.

Link to the You Tube where this is discussed how Trump can overcome the tyranny that wants to murder him as soon as possible.   

https://youtu.be/wN1PShWvO5U

I Was in a B Rated Romance Novel

I am and I was, until today, but I had no idea how to write a better script.   Now I look back, after shifting through boyfriend’s past.  I have 20/20 after two divorces.  And for once I am looking with great appreciation at each relationship.   That is a new vista. 

I stand on a mountain top today and see all my experiences in greater depth.  I know that some people, (family and friends) were painful and I must wonder why I invited them in?  I know that some people were amazing gifts, and I let go of them too soon, or even worse, they did not get a chance.  Accidentally there were beautiful moments that fell into my lap.  How did that happen for me?   I have been both open and closed to meaningful rendezvous. 

I sit here wanting to write the perfect romance for me.  It would have to star Goldie Hawn or Susan Sarandon because I am now in my 60’s, but, I don’t think I could have written this romance as a young person.  I was too out of touch with my authentic self.  I was trying to live up to the expectations of others.  My family seemed to carve out some parts of my life by guilt and suggestion.  What did I really desire for my life, there were a few clues but it took shifting through the sands of men, jobs, and accomplishments, to figure it all out.  When you know “what” you don’t want, you will reach for a happier place to be and set sail for what you do want. 

 I was once promised golden opportunities by the Infinite Source.  I see that they all have been there, lining up for me.  I just had to believe that I deserved them.    Those who “loved me”, were mostly miserable, cut off from Source, and used me as a scapegoat. One parent committed suicide and the other one became very ill for a long time. I love them and forgive them but during my childhood and teen years could do nothing right.  It was hard to believe that I was basically good, and basically love and the essence of God lived within me.  Little by little I came to see the bright shinny places in my soul.  I could see the light in my eyes when I would smile into the mirror with a sweeping statement of self-acceptance.    There was something that flowed through me when I felt empathy and kindness for others.

 I made mistakes and bad choices and it almost seemed as though I was encouraged to make bad choices.  I could swear I was guided to do all the wrong things by others but I must have been choosing it as well.  I knew better somewhere inside. 

I was walking down the aisle, in a white gown, and it was such a horrible feeling.  I wanted to run away as fast as I could.   It wasn’t long until I understood why I wanted to run.  I looked in the mirror while I washed the blood from my broken nose, and the light was gone.  I did make a mistake and it felt like the worst self-betrayal.  My divorce would be viewed as another failure by family, so I stayed in it for a few years. One day it was crystal clear that by leaving I was saving my soul.   I was saving what was left of the human heart that I was slowly opening to know.   He did not deserve me, but who did?  Did I deserve me?  All those questions would be answered fully. 

 I am in a very uplifted and creative mood and I do not want to be the slightest bit morose here.  For that reason I would like to really dive into a SARK (like) self-made valentine.  I am creating a romance story that would have all the juicy, fun, and bright colors, according to the new me. 

These romantic movies seem to inspire me and I love poignant parts of each of them:   House Sitter, Under the Tuscan Sun, The Accidental Tourist, Penelope, Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, While You Were Sleeping, Something Borrowed, Shallow Hal, Murphy’s Romance, and Cactus Flower.  I must say that We’re the Millers was one of the best romance movies with Jennifer Aniston for me.  I also think that Raising Helen was a good romance for Kate Hudson. It seems to go down smoother than How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (for me).  As far as on screen chemistry and sultry moments, I think my vote is with Kris Kristofferson and Cheryl Ladd, in Millennium. Everything in that movie worked. It was an amazing story line of science fiction, time travel, and romance and the icing on the cake is two very believable and sexy people cast as the leads.   

I am sure I could think of more movies.  Those are my favorites for many reasons although rotten tomatoes does not seem to rate them as I do.  Some of them are considered B movies.   On Valentine’s Day, these would be good to feast on, binge watch, or have a girl movie night and watch.  I recommend watching the lighter comedy ones with friends so no one is crying and thinking of suicide later.  Bring on the chocolate cupcakes too!  Because what you, I, the collective we, are doing is identifying what is important in our future relationships.  What would being in certain scenes of those movies feel like?   Can we imagine ourselves as the lead romantic character or heroine?  Can you imagine you, as you are, being in that film without plastic surgery, without losing weight, without being taller or shorter, without dental work, and expert make-up?  There is a benevolent director giving you brilliant words to speak and highlighting the lovable parts of you.  You are being appreciated for all that you are, without hiding, and you are safe knowing that it ends well.  In the end, be it death or divorce, we part friends, unharmed.  I am ready to buy a ticket and go see that movie right now.  Can’t wait.

One of my favorite You Tube talks is about a young female who is so desperately in love with a guy, she calls Fred.  She has turned to Esther Hicks to ask about when he will return her affection.  I am going to include the link at the bottom.  This guy “Fred” is just not that into her.  In fact, she becomes a stalker in ways and spies on him.  This is obviously not healthy.  She knocks on his door in a moment of extreme bravery and when he sees her, he is horrified.  He asks curtly “what are you doing here and how did you know where I lived?”  You can imagine her rejection.  Esther Hicks did the best ever job of easing that pain.  She told her that all the wonderful qualities she has assigned to Fred (do we ever really know anyone? Really) will be present in another person not far off in her future time line.  This person will not be in the same physical package as “Fred” but she will recognize all those qualities that she has identified in someone new.  She will be able to express, give and receive fully all those feelings that she has carried for someone who did not feel the same way about her.  So, did she gain a great deal of knowledge from knowing Fred?  She did and she could not have read that in a book. 

Here is my personal fun romance novel.  This is the quick version too.  Some guy rescues me from a train track I accidentally fall on right before the train is coming at full speed.  He is kind enough to take me to the ER where some stitches are needed for a horrible laceration. It turns out that he has never married due to a severe medical condition that he recently overcame.  I learn that he has a wonderful family, and they invite me and my son over for Christmas.   At some point, I try to sabotage this thing and I can’t, he sees through that ploy.  He seems to see the real me and of course is in sync with who I really am.  I am going to say he is in the health profession due to leaning so much to heal himself.   He is talented in helping some of my dreams come true.  Luck would have it that the very things I love and am passionate about he is also willing to embrace.  I think this guy might be Patch Adams (LOL, no because I think he is not available). When we are together it feels like home and I really do like his home as well.  We bring out the best in each other.  There is phenomenal trust.  If he is not with me, I am not worried or jealous and he is the same when I am with other people.  We have many friends and an active social life.  I believe we are part of a creative group of spiritual and humanitarian people.  We have a good base for our relationship.  We have family, friends, and community.   Perhaps we could meet a better way, like in the movie Man Up with Simon Pegg and Lake Bell. We are each carrying a copy of the Vortex by Abraham Hicks, and someone otherworldly and mystical has set up a blind date for us.  Then I am not creating the laceration and need to be rescued.  I think that would be better and maybe I have a magical typewriter like Delirious with the late great John Candy.  Everything I write just comes true. Wouldn't that be amazing.  

I am thinking; get going with this and hope that others will think of things that belong in their own Romantic Play.  Timeline for me:  not sure but I hope prior to Christmas.  

What is the Anti-human Globalist (Illuminati) Agenda?

Globalist (Illuminati) Agenda Recap

The human family

I wanted to just use a bullet-ed list of the Globalist Agenda, but OMG too many ideas surfaced.  By definition; being global is not a bad thing in many ways we must act locally and yet think globally.  In this essay, the term Globalist means a group of the most wealthy 1% of the world who meet every year at a conference called the Bilderberg Group.  They are not thinking of the common human except as a resource. Some things are mind boggling and have caused great human suffering. 

My son and I were talking about the many agendas of the globalist and decided that most of these agendas either control or eliminate humans.  Some humans are encouraged to sell out to these rather cold and non-human agendas for various reasons such as wealth, fame, prestige.  Humans are a resource for many things and can be used as slaves, sex slaves, entertainment or humor, soldiers, teachers that encourage slaves and soldiers, heads of agencies that go along with the agenda of the globalist.

 

Most Big Businesses use the command and control military style, (see end of essay for more information) of management.  Social media has become a device that does not really allow interaction and true communication.  The most effective style of communication employs nonviolent, inclusive, round table modes of communication that do not divide and polarize people.  Any type of news or sharing that encourages Black and White thinking is actually detrimental to finding universal solutions to problems. And both Trump and Hillary did use those tactics. None of us get to say our team is on the moral high ground. Politics is dirty business.  I voted for Trump because right now, we need a warrior and not a Gandhi; things are that extreme.  Our boat is taking on water and about to capsize. Unfortunately, the most vibrational-ly loud human consciousness (at this time) has asked the universe for a strong leader.  I believe Trump will lead us out of this mess and I don’t think he is a saint, but it would be nice to give him a chance.

 The Illuminati will shut down any true leader.  They shut down any person who will unify people toward the greater good.  Those people usually die early by fake heart attack or fake suicide. Those types of leaders are very problematic for the globalist's agenda. They (Anunnaki descendants) know that we are powerful as a group and that collectively we will be creative.  Our true authentic human essence is more agape, loving, and striving for the common good.  We all began life in earth religion based tribal communities.  The good of the tribe outweighed the good of an individual.  Children and women were protected at all cost including the ultimate sacrifice.  Farmers and Harvest festivals were very significant.  Community barn raising happened and true charity for families facing hardships was not unusual.    Children were allowed to be children instead of use in satanic rituals including child sacrifice and bloodletting as well as sex toys.  Every man and woman would have laid down their lives prior to any child being taken or harmed.  

Most people will not relate to any of the agenda regarding children because it is just unthinkable. If trafficking children is horrible and you choose not to look at it as a reality, then you are a healthy human.  I get tearful, even more than Meryl Streep and Chuck Schumer, when I see what is happening clearly.  Being a social worker I heard of things no one should hear of on a routine basis.  I would go in the bathroom and cry and throw up and re-emerge as though nothing weird happened.  

 

The globalists have become vampires requiring certain things from humans, including blood and our willingness to worship them without question. Humans are like the Renfield in the Dracula story in varying degrees.  The Globalist's blood line is Anunnaki (predominantly) and different than most of the Lyrian type of humans. Lyrians were the original ancestors of our galactic family.  (see more at essay end)

For sure this is hard to accept, and for those who just cannot fit (that  alien ancestors thing) into their current world view, perhaps it would be easier to see them as heartless sociopath type humans.  The Anunnaki blood line humans appear cold and self-serving.  There is more to this story (volumes) than can be covered here. They are not sociopaths or antisocial but appear somewhat like those who are diagnosed that way. Anunnaki line types cultivate and use misguided young male anti-social personality disordered people to incite violence or do mass shootings.  That is always happening. It has become the normal news story and that is unthinkable.  For me that is the hardest pill to swallow in this essay on agendas.  Anunnaki blood line humans make their way into positions of power any way possible.  They appear to have no empathy or sense of fair play.  For many reasons, they are usually wealthy.  Many can be found among the banking cabal and old European money families. 

At this time, the depravity runs so deep, there are unspeakable agendas going on.  Human slave trade to other galactic civilizations is just one of them, according to Corey Goode, and other military insiders  who are privy to the secret space program.  And he speaks of alien reptilians who do eat human beings with relish. They like to eat us during extreme duress as fear produces hormones they crave. So would a human kidnap a little street orphan in a 3^rd world country for 500,000 dollars’ worth of real gold?  Would you? I would stay poor.  We are on the menu much like the Twilight Zone Episode:  It’s a cookbook! Regarding alien visitors to earth.  That might explain why people disappear and also why we are allowed to live here on earth.  I keep thinking of the Time Machine by HG Wells.  People are fed much like cattle in an ideal environment until they are called into the fall out shelters to be slaughtered. Eek.

The Illuminati (non religious and yet Luciferian cult) also effect our educational system from preschool to higher education. We are programmed in various ways.  If we can co-create with other educated people it would lead to heaven on earth.  The various institutions and agencies usually will not allow that type of productive interaction.  They compare us and measure us in various ways.  We are shammed or applauded depending on the desired behavioral outcome.  As adults, we experience cut throat competition in the work place.  That is not who we really are and only the sharks will thrive in that environment. 

There are medical and food agendas to destroy are immune system, pesticides totake out the bees, chemicals that kill the soil, weather controlling systems to cause draught, tornadoes and hurricans as well as earthquakes. They generally cause poverty, and dumb us down and shorten our life spans.   There are agendas to target certain people and destroy them in various ways.  You can see this with the media which is of course owned by the globalist.  The media is becoming an expert on false reporting with the intent to cause harm in the way of character assassination.  Lately, everyone they don’t like is a racist. Are they ever asked to prove that?  I doubt if they could.

The agendas are so far reaching and numerous, I am sure that I have failed to mention quite a few of them.  And it does seem that they hope to dismantle the “family”.  They idea of a loving family unit with extended family included, is not at all in the best interests of the globalist. 

Secrecy:  They use a lot of secrecy to hide what they do and even some people might be working for them and not realize that the product will harm lots of humans.  Scientist asked to develop certain devices, sort of like Tesla did, might not know this will be a weapon against our cousins in another country.

As I was saying, we are powerful as a collective, so divide and conquer, is a very useful strategy.  If we are at civil war here in the USA, that is exactly what they want.  They don’t want us putting our heads together and really overcoming our issues.  If there is something any group of us really needs, together we can figure that out.  We could get along without building walls.  We have forgotten how to communicate effectively and then hammer out a compromise.  That is what the USA was all about at its beginning. 

I end here.  I know that there is a bigger story and I pray for our human family:  Let us get it right this time.  We have been at this cross road before. 

As promised some more information: 

Lyran Ancestors as a theory and something to consider: 

Many thousands of years ago their civilization reached a very high technological level, however fell into disagreement and factions within their culture. These factions went to war and destroyed much of their society. Many of these beings from Lyra left in their star ships to colonize the Pleiades, the Hyades, and the Vega system. Some of these Pleiadians of Lyrian ancestors also came to Earth during the Lemurians and Atlanteans period. The Lyrians now have long evolved past the conflict, or war-like stage of evolution. These other civilizations could be looked at as our galactic cousins.

Some of these Pleiadians of Lyrian ancestors also came to Earth during the Lemurians and Atlanteans period. The Lyrians now have long evolved past the conflict, or war-like stage of evolution. These other civilizations could be looked at as our galactic cousins.

Reference: http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/vida_alien/esp_vida_alien_19a.htm

Command and Control style of management: 

Command and Control is a management style based on a strict hierarchy of authority. Managers have specific authority to issue commands. Commands must be followed or discipline is applied. 

It can be thought of as a pyramid structure where only a few at the top really know what is going on and information is relayed on a need to know basis. It is not the best style of management and it leads to job burn out and dissatisfaction.  So why is it still being used? 

http://management.simplicable.com/management/new/why-command-and-control-management-is-fading