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World War 3

 I have stayed quiet too long in hopes that what was revealed to me by Jesus and Mary would not come to pass. Though there are infinite paths to the inevitable I still believe that we can change our destiny by embracing love and light. Unfortunately we are too twisted and consumer driven to see past the ends of our own noses. Driven by this consumerism we imitate the corporate greed of only living for what profits our own personal universes. We are at war; with our true nature and the rest of the world. World War 3 is happening and has been happening since Russia invaded Ukraine several years ago claiming it was only training practices. Now look at what is happening! Though Putin is the face the true puppet master is China. It was revealed to me that this WWIII will be fought mostly with cyber and biological terrorism. We must prepare ourselves and push our own corrupt and posturing government to stop the escalation of hatred. We are killing ourselves with this ‘Us Verse Them’ ment...

Covid and the loss of a grandfather

 “Please help me!” I begged, “I can’t move him by myself and he is falling over, he is too heavy.” The nurse in the blue dress just looked at me wide eyed. “Please!!!” I begged again, “He’s having trouble breathing and I can’t push him back into a sitting position without help. Are you a Nurse? Can you help me?” She continued to stare at me in surprise. I was incredulous. Here I was in a Nursing home, December of 2020, and the nurse was staring at me in shock, like she was surprised I could see her. I figured she was new, especially since she wasn’t wearing the traditional scrubs and hazmat suits I had seen on everyone else in the COVID ward. She had on blue but she was wearing a modest gown tied at the waist and no other protective gear.  My grandmother, Aunt and I were only sanctioned to be here because this was to be our good bye to my grandfather who had contracted COVID while in lockdown at this institution.  “Please,” I begged again, “get someone who can help me.” M...

Little Daylight: from Death to Enlightenment

 I see you. You are surviving pain, and yet you are more than a survivor; You deserve to be celebrated. Your pain is in the past, let it sleep. For though it will always be just a memory away, do not live there. It can only hurt you for as long as you hold on to it. You deserve more than suffering. You deserve to celebrate life. You deserve to live in the joy of every moment! Though sorrows come, they also go. Do not chase them.  You don’t need the weight of pain. Just because it is familiar does not mean it is comforting. Embrace a little daylight more and more with each breath,  there in the light you will be healed Always run towards the light, it is the True Source it is your true mother and father waiting for you to embrace you with warm loving energy until you shine like the star your might not remember you truly are. The only constant is where you choose to place your mind in each moment. Remember everything is a choice and you are worthy of the challenge. Remember...

Meeting my dear friend Sophy Burnham

During my encounter with Spirit of Compassion,  I asked him what it was like to be ‘dead’ or have transitioned into a higher spiritual dimension; to be a "Spirit" like him. He asked if I had ever done a future-life-progression, which I hadn’t heard of, so I asked him if he’d ever done one. He thought that was funny.  He told me that when I go to live with my Grandmother in her house in the Midwest, I should read my friend Sophy’s book (Sophy Burnham),  The Book on Angels.  And in her chapter in which she describes her experience with a Past Life Regression she also experiences what he called a “Future Life Progression.” He said this is the best written example of what it is like to be Spirit. Again, I was confused. Go live with my Grandmother? In the Midwest? We moved to California when I was a baby and I had lived there ever since. I had had dalliances living in New York and Europe but had never considered moving to the Midwest. I was a SoCal girl and though the Mid...

Meeting with Mary and Jesus

  “Mariam,” the Monk said with great awe and reverence as he moved towards my left. I looked but was blinded by incredible light. I had to avert my eyes. I could still feel the light radiating through me. “What?” I said, confused that he had so abruptly stopped speaking to me.  “Not ‘what’, ‘who.’ Her name is Mariam, but you know her as Mary.”   It was like looking into the sun.  “I don’t see anything,” I said, still straining with stunned eyes to see past the white brilliance radiating from the area Spirit indicated Mary was. But he was no longer focused on me. She was speaking to him and he gazed at her with apt admiration and devoted awe as she told him to tell me to not to try to look and that it was urgent that they tell me about my cousin, who was in contact with dangerous spirits and I needed to reach out to him and help him.  “You don’t have to repeat what she said, I can hear you,” I said a bit sullenly, feeling like a frustrated child who grownups are ...

Tears of God

I find I have been avoiding my mission. I often think it is because I want a normal life: a good career, a home, a partner, children. But when I look into my heart of hearts I know this isn’t so. I don’t want the cookie cutter life anymore. I did for a long time, especially when I was pursuing an acting career. My mentality has changed and I no longer desire to be what others want me to be. Perhaps being free of those shackles and blinking up at the dazzling light as I emerge from a cave of my own making I feel free… and lost. Overwhelmed by the expansive embrace of the unknown and incredible potential. It moves me to tears. Tears of great joy which terrify me and make it hard to function in the secular world where bills need to be paid and responsibilities honored. And yet the greatest responsibility is the one I irrationally fear and ridiculously avoid;  to teach The Way as I was instructed by Jesus.  I let myself become distracted by my need for validation through the care ...

Evil

 Evil cannot touch you unless you let it. This is a hard concept to swallow, especially when we consider all the things that happen that we do not deserve. And yet it is the fear based mindset that allows the most fertile ground for evil to take root.  When you think of the story of the fall of angels you recognize the fact that a major part of the war was based on lack of free will. There were angels who became jealous of the humans inherent free will which is not part of their make up. God asked its first born, the angels, to care for and serve the weaker younger creation, humans. This is mirrored in our own societies in sibling rivalries. For which the eldest resents the changes the newer offspring enact to their existence. Again, it is not that the angels no longer loved God it is that they began to feel less than. This new knowledge of evolving creation created a chaotic reaction. The fallen angels in their jealousy tormented their younger siblings by creating an atmosphe...