Potomac sunrise

This morning we walked down to the river. The air was different. Cooler, lighter fresher. After weeks of stifling dead air, filled with stinging invisible dispersants, I felt safer.












Up at dawn we walked down to the river to see the sun come up. How strange to walk with flip flops on concrete sidewalks across asphalt rivers in the dark!!

Actually I just like to go down to the river
because there I see a stretch of Nature
devoid of streets, buildings and
human activity.
We sat on the grassy banks.

And we waited. And this is how it unfolded.


With the naked eye there was no rings of color as seen here.







Just a brightening of the far horizon with

a larger and larger golden aura. And thats it.







The end of another summer. Still a few more weeks no doubt of stifling heat and humidity. But things are winding down, Fall is in the air and if it weren't for the new season ahead full of cool brisk windy days and the promise of nights of easy sleep, I think these last days of the hottest summer ever, would be unbearable.

Decompressing

I learned something new recently. I very wise soul who I met in Encinitas Ca told me a wonderful method to help me with stress. For many reasons, I must learn to live with a high level of stress, due to trauma in my early life.I am hardwired that way.  What he had me do was to sit with myself, and then to remote view or imagine what was in back of me in the room. I was told to look up in the right corner then the left  then to actually leave the room and go outside in my consciousness. I ended up going outside to the street then down the street to the major highway then down the coast past Encinitas, Carlsbad, Oceanside, Camp Pendleton and then all the way to San Clemente. I imagined myself expanded so that my consciousness was not just trapped in my body but everywhere. The affect it had on me was one of decompressing. When we are trapped in our bodies, we feel imprisoned. This method helped me to see that my stress was really so small, that I was small when identified with my body.  Sometimes when we experience high levels of stress or fear we do want to leave our bodies, but we end up doing this by compressing inward. We disappear inside ourselves. This new way was freeing, and there was a lack of that disappearing type feeling replaced by calm and acceptance. I think this would be an invaluable tool to teach all people at a very young age. Our bodies do not have to be our prisons.

These are the things I pick up on the way through my life. Invaluable tools meant to use daily. And yet I forgot about this until today. Today I find almost unbearable. The weather is still in the 100's and my body and spirit are taxed.   I just did this exercise and I am again feeling somewhat calm and peaceful.

There are so many tools I have that I fail to use because I forgot I have them. Three weeks or so ago, I learned how to use acupressure to relieve the results of injury and trauma. Amazingly this happened soon after an accident I had where I was in the emergency room all afternoon. So the memory of the accident and the day at the hospital are hardly there, but of course my body will not let me forget. I still cannot let anyone touch where the injury was, without flinching. I then remembered how to clear my body memory of the trauma and the emotional release was proof that there is still alot of work to be done here. So there is always some wonderful synchronistic thing going on if we but tap into it. What  I have experienced that helps is to just be open to what information and people are available in your field of vison at the moment. Its that easy. Being out of your comfort zone helps to pick up new and interesting information. Remember the definition of insanity?  Doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. 
My life is not comfortable.  But it is when I go out of my comfort zone, out on a limb and out of my box. Then it makes sense, its fun, its joyous and sometimes a bit crazy. And when I live like this, the synchronicity starts happening. And I feel alive and well, no matter where I am.

Love is love is love........ enya..

I love love. what can I say?  It is the driving force in my life, to be in love, even if it is just the being in love with love. I find that if I do not dwell on this feeling all is despair, and pessimism and darkness. some would say I don't see the world for what it is. And I don't.... I see what can be. And if I see what is absolutely stupendous which is usually nature and the hearts of beautiful souls I have known, I dream and dream and dream some more.  And then I talk.  Or I copy the poetry reflecting my dreams and thoughts in my blog. So here is  something from Rumi, I found today in my in box to share with you...... Peace out.... 

Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,

Let them sleep.

This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
If you want to improve your mind that way,

Sleep on.

I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.

If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,

And sleep.

 

Keep Asheville Weird

I am here in beautiful Black Mountain  near Asheville NC. for this Memorial Day Weekend,  and saw this phrase on a bumper sticker yesterday "Keep Asheville Weird".  This struck a cord in me. I don't think Asheville is particularly wierd. Its beautiful. Its full of art museums, local art and crafts, organic food stores and restaurants, a college, Biltmore House and has a reputation for being New Agey so lots of conferences and retreats happen here on that wavelength. It is surrounded by Pisgah National Forest, a mecca for nature lovers and sports enthusiasts, aka, bicyclists. People meditate and there are yoga studios here. There are Cherokee Indian roots here, which have not been completely obliterated. Is that wierd?  If this is weird, to have signs of individuality and healthy living still evident then more power to those Ashevillians.
I think weirdness is a desirable trait for our towns and cites which means ourselves ultimately.. Someday I hope to see bumper stickers reading, Keep California Weird, or Keep America Weird. and Keep the World Weird.. The opposite of this is malls and Walmarts which have replicated like a virus across this great nation of individualists and entrepreneurs. The opposite of this is huge factory farms which have replaced family farms. The opposite of this is the huge superhighways cutting thru neighborhoods and annihilating communities which promote a feeling of roots, safety and heritage.  Its ugly and a clear sign that the huge elite owned corporations are stamping out the American dream of  individualism, private ownership, and home grown wealth. In effect all that is near and dear to us. I live in  Alexandria VA outside of Washington DC, and I can see and feel  the difference between Asheville (weird) and DC (not weird on one level yet Oz-like thru and thru.). After a while these kinds of places which promote group-think, seem normal for their lack of promoting or desiring in the populace any form of individuality. Other places  would be military bases, and corporate capitals all across the world.  And since I live in DC I can tell you that is in itself weird in a bad way, a very bad way.
After a while the homogenization of the populace, by dumbing down  the emotions and the intellect, the homogenization of our environment,  be it the countryside (given over to the Elites "Nature Conservancy's" and "National Parks") or our living spaces with the sprawling suburbs of cookie cutter houses,, work places,which are in effect boxes within boxes, shopping places all huge chains now- dulls our sense of adventure, fun and basic enjoyement of life. A world without color, harmony or grace. A world of conformity sameness, shades of gray and concrete. We become afraid to question, to explore, to desire deeper richer textures in our inner life. According to the pundits, that is the direction we are heading.  The way I see it we are being engineered to accept sameness and conformity as the norm and individuality as weird therefore dangerous.
Yesterday I listened to an Alex Jones radio program.   I OD'd on info on the "march of the New World Order".  I personally find it pretty depressing on a daily basis, but every so often (like when there is a lot of down time as on a vacation) we listen to this man and his guests talk about the way things are going.As controversial as he is, he offers  rare gutsy controversial "weird"(aka real)  news. So I learned that Rand Paul (Ron Pauls son) who is running for president in 2012 was demonized by the press wrongly which shot his ratings up. George Soros (NWO evildoer), has  a polling which said his ratings dropped, which is a lie told to us unthinking sheep ( that's the way 'they' think of us- not my thoughts) to steer the populace away from a "loser". Of course there are other polls which reported the opposite. I learned that there are still 1000's of POW's from WWII and Vietnam out there in Russia and N. Korea, because our country made a deal with these two countries in lieu of paying ransom. The man who wrote on this (Paul Craig Roberts) is not a conspiracy theorist, but the one who invented Reaganomics, meaning he has been around in the bureaucracy for a very long time and can be called a credible source.  I learned I need to reread George Orwell's 1984 and Alduos Huxley's Brave New World. The quote.. "they will learn to love their servitude" comes from this book.
So that brings me back to Asheville as a paragon of virtue due to its weirdness. I seem to only enjoy 'weird' and vibe with 'weird' because if it  is what I think it means its not weird. per se. It's being able to think for oneself, in order to get out of the paradigms which are sick and dying and not worth saving. Like the current plutocracy's idea that we need to be controlled, and told what and how to think, etc.
The only safe, intelligent, sane  place to go now seems to be out on a limb. If ever there was a time in history that needs weirdness it is now.  Get in touch with your own brand of "weird". Be a goof ball, a child; (make the grown ups angry).......go run on the beach in the middle of the night naked.(Go against mindless social mores)..... Make up your own songs, paint a mural, write poetry. In effect get out of that box. (Trust your  innate creativity).... Talk to strangers (Find out how gentle and loving the human race is. This will help you realize how  programming has taught us that we need to fear each other). In other words, rediscover the lost jewels of , self empowerment, community, peace, trust- and be happy. They exist outside the paradigm; the boxes we live in. They exist in the natural  world which we collectively shut out like an ugly view from our window.  Turn off the TV and get away from mindless activities and people, who parrot what they learn from these spin masters. Experience your own emotions and your own thoughts, your own inner truth.  No one needs to agree with you, or approve.   You being in touch with this sense of individuality wrongly labeled weirdness which is being in touch with your true self,  will save you in the end. It will save us all.

Roses

I wish I could share with the smell of these roses. Along with the smell of the honeysuckle along the trail. I wish I could share with you the feel of the wind and the speed experienced on a bike. The path sometimes paved sometimes dirt and gravel. The sound of the cardinals, the woodpeckers etc. But here are some pictures of roses, to the left to the right front and behind. All over. I thought of the balance of nature and humankind. How one is not as happy without the other. The people and their minds always working caught in there own little world almost like holding their breath lest the world inside just crumbles into nothingness. And why shouldn't it crumble?
When one experiences this outer world, the gift of nature, one sees the folly of ones thoughts which ultimately are there only to entertain us  with a sense of ego. When nature is in your life, you are not your thoughts; you are part of nature itself. Its almost like coming home and exhaling. Exhaling all that pent up tension of trying to hold it all together.  This wonder of living organisms which do not ask for anything other than to experience them thru the senses keeps me sane. For this reason alone I know that my senses are my friends not to be overcome like some unbearable inheritance for having been born in a body. Ones body is meant to have these experiences.

For what is common sense- besides having all the senses be in accord and at peace and harmony with each other? 

How else are we to know right from wrong?  Its a body thing. The mind merely registers the feelings of this thing called commonsense. Imagine a world devoid of the outer police men the institutions put in place to keep us humans in our place?  Nature and our acknowledgment of our place in it, not above not below, just at one in harmony and in unison. Go out in nature Lose yourself in it. And in the process, find yourself. Your peace, your God, your mother, your best friend.

Spirit and Nature (Love and Beauty)

Good Sunday Morning in May. These are pictures taken this week along the Capital Crescent trail from Georgetown in DC to Bethesda MD. It is along the Potomac River/ Canal Path,  a mere 30 mile round trip bike ride from my house in Alexandria. The smells of the flowers in the trees  and the sounds of the cardinals calls and the feel of the cool breeze I cannot give you but the sights I can.The sky was a rare deep blue.  The overall impression is caught in a poem written by me long ago.Click the pictures twice to enlarge.  

love light

  When darkness sets in

and despair makes a home in your heart,
it is because the lamp of love
has become unplugged from your heart.
 

When sensitivity occupies your mind
like a sentry on a parapet looking for trouble 

 but sees nothing but lightening in the distance
 and mistakens it for incoming artillery,
 It is because the lens
on the telescope of love has become clouded.
Love  brings the distant unreal fears of destruction
into focus and reduces them to nothing more
than the impersonal workings of nature. 


When rage obliterates your capacity to reason,

When excess of sensory stimuli dulls
your capacity to live in simplicity and purity,
When laziness has metamorphosed 
you into a numbed mass of cells, 

It is because you have allowed the power of Love to dull. 

 Love is the razor sharp sword cutting through 
the physical/ mental /emotional/ spiritual debris called ego. 

  It chisels us into the shape and form 

of our soul nature. Love is our soul nature.

Love fights to free love
from its bondage. 


by michelle, circa 2006-ish

Happy Earth Day

Here is a tray of seedlings of mine on my back porch. In this tray are  seeds from my favorite apple Pink Lady, from Trader Joes. It comes closest in taste to a Stayman Winesap, the kind in all the apple orchards I would visit in the autumn as a child in eastern PA. These apples are organic and the seeds had sprouted in the apple! I just had to plant them. I also bought some "heirloom" seeds which have a much longer life than regular hybrid seeds. Its from a company called Solutions from Science. These seeds last up to 100 years if stored properly. I plan on using them all over the course of 5 years maybe more if I must. I might give some away.
I just read an article about Monsanto. How they are charging more for their seeds than regular Non-GMO seeds. Organic seeds are cheaper.  Growing Monsanto seeds also requires Monsanto pesticides and herbicides.  We all know that Indian farmers are absolutelly devastated by Monsanto, physically and emotionally.  49 farmers commit suicide everyday in India due to the trauma wrought by planting poisonous cotton seeds which not only do not produce the yields they promise, but when fed to the livestock, kills them. Where is justice?  In this country 7 states are suing this Satanic tyrant for all the illegal practices including making it nearly impossible to own and store the farmers own seed.  We must put this instrument of genocide to rest. How?? 

Here is some great advice from Dr. Mercola I am quoting below.......

"Allowing Monsanto to monopolize the market could have lethal consequences for all of us. Because not only is Monsanto doing what it can to eliminate competition from other agricultural biotech products, their end game is to do away with conventional seeds, period.As I’ve discussed in many previous articles, this is a threat to human civilization and would spell disaster for the entire planet.Fortunately, you don’t have to be directly involved in the legal or political end of the battle.You, as an ordinary citizen, still have the power to make perhaps an even GREATER difference in how business will pan out for Monsanto – by steering the market demand toward non-GMO crops and foods.Every time you choose to buy a non-GMO product over a product that contains GM ingredients, you are making a dent in the empire that is Monsanto. 

While you’re waiting for the leaders of the world to catch up, take advantage of local sources of organic foods as often as you can. You can also avoid GM foods by:

Reducing or Eliminating Processed Foods. Some 75 percent of processed foods contain GM ingredients. Use the Non-GMO Shopping Guide, available for free at www.NonGMOShoppingGuide.com.

Read produce and food labels. When looking at a product label, if any ingredients such as corn flour and meal, dextrin, starch, soy sauce, margarine, and tofu (to name a few) are listed, there's a good chance it has come from GM corn or soy, unless it bears the USDA organic seal.
 
 Buy organic produce. Buying organic is currently the best way to ensure that your food has not been genetically modified." 

One more way is to grow a garden. Take advantage of the warm weather. Use the seeds from your store bought organic produce, like peppers, eggplant, tomatos, avocados and other fruit like vegetables. Here is  my little contribution to and celebration of the Earth. So think about this. See what you can do, and in the meantime, love your Mother. 

Tuesday Afternoon

I love springtime. One really experiences the seasons here on the eastern coast of Va. In a word its juicy. The emotional response to the changes in the seasons are intense, and attention grabbing. One cannot help but be swayed by the beauty of it all, the sudden warming, greening, flowering, the birds returning to torment us with the their morning concerts.   In a word, joy. Springtime is joyful and comes not too soon.
It seemed as if there would be no end to  this past winter. One could feel with the imagination, the greening- the life -returning to the surface. I could "taste" it before it was here, because I knew it would not last forever. The turn from winter to spring is marked on the calender as March 22, but it is felt way before that in one's soul. We are all part of the process, and we sense its arrival with great anticipation. I am writing all this out , because I have been away from the Eastern US most of my adult life, and now I have returned and these feelings are what I remember growing up with, and I missed having them. When one says that they miss the seasons, what they really mean is the feelings that accompany them. Am I to regard this as an attachment to the senses? If so I must own it wholeheartedly,  it helps to have something so beautiful in ones life as to keep one attached to the Earth, as living here is indeed acutely painful at times. I enjoy noticing things like the seasons changing, the earths moods in all her attention grabbing narcissistic attempts to make us wake up and behold her. I feel that our enjoyment of it is something necessary in order for it to continue. As I have said before, quoting from the expert on water Masuro Emoto, Attention is Love. If something is amiss, or different, we take notice. We should notice changes around us as our animal brothers and sisters do. Its what keeps them alive, and us, because our survival instincts are tied into our awareness of the surroundings as well. 

Because of civilized life ("slavelized")where we are indoors most of our lives, many things happen around us that we are unaware of.

Like these clouds.  These are not normal clouds. These are the kinds of clouds that covered me for over an hour on my way out of DC and into the countryside of Rappahannock county along Rt. 66 (interesting number). It was beautiful, and I believe caused by the technology of HAARP. Do you remember ever seeing this before? I don't. Mind you these are not my photos, I found them on the web. The clouds I saw were more hilly, like a very deep series of upside down gray hills. There were even "holes" which you could see the sun shining thru, as if they were upside down volcanoes. I can't find any pictures of these online, and I certainly couldn't find a spot to pull over in the rain on the highway. If you don't go outdoors, you don't see them. That is what I mean about being aware of what is "out there". Aren't you curious as to what this is all about?  You should be. But of course there is nothing in the "news" about this sort of thing. You can look these up under "undulas asperatus".
 As I turned off of Rte. 66 on Crest Hill road, I was again just overwhelmed with all the sights. The change from winter to spring is amazing. The beauty of each season is in itself just as intense as the other, but spring is to my favorite perhaps due to its short life. The flowering trees, lilac, dogwood, cherry, plum 

each species lasts only a few weeks.Here I caught a red bud, (see the magenta haze in the picture with the dark fencing)

which I will be lucky if it is still visible next time I drive out there. What is the most incredible besides the color of the trees and the flowering bushes and the bulbs, is the vast expanses of green. What is it about green?  I don't think I ever get tired of emerald green hills. Its restful and its
such a pure solid color, almost like velvet.
And because I go to a farm to pick up dairy products, one notices the cream. The color is no longer "cream"-- it's a pale buttery yellow. The cows eat the green grass and their milk has more butterfat and the cream is yellow. It tastes better too. So of course I had to get some of this buttery  nutrient rich cream--and butter too, which was almost orange in color. So I am learning about the change in the food due to the changes in nature.  When I am in touch with this farm, I feel calmer, safer, saner. I know where the food is coming from. I see the cows who have names, and  I love them and their calves who are being born now. I see how simple life is and I want to be part of this for as long as I can.

spring time in DC.

When I returned from Californina, I had been gone for almost an entire month. I left a cold wet wintry landscape, with bare trees brown grass and leftover piles of blackened snow. That was early 

March. I returned in the beginning of April This is what I came home to. I looked out my window the first morning and saw my former bare branched tree, covered in white blossoms.

My neighborhood was alive with grasses, and bulbs and bushes all happy.

I can't help but feel that these plants were happy. And in turn their people were happy. These Cherry trees are happy. See the people under them? How can they not think that the reason they are there at 9 am is because the trees are filled with and exuding love and joy? They are experiencing unconditional love from the trees. I felt it strongly. And so we take care of them and we photograph them. I experienced the love of a spindly Joshua tree, once, and so now my ideas of life in the plants is different. I hope I never forget this truth. It keeps me conscious.

Ay, Carumba.......

Yesterday I spent a large portion of the day just being really ticked off.  First it was the chemtrails.  In your face stripes in the sky.  I am now full blown obnoxious as far as talking to other humans on this issue.  I spoke with a man on a corner who had a US Air force polo shirt on, and he unhesitatingly responded to my feigned ignorance of what these things were by telling me they were from jets because we are near an airport. After a back and forth discussion involving my questions like " Why are they crisscrossing and paralel to each other? or "Why is this happening everywhere even in the desert where the air is not so cold or over the ocean or the Arctic " etc. he had a knee jerk response to absolutely every question I posed., I finally told him about the whole chemtrail thing. He said he would look into it. In other words there was no real communication with this individual. He really was sold on the contrail paradigm. Then I just went home got my fliers I give out which I purchased from someone who makes them in Olivenhain CA,  and started handing these things out to people on the waterfront. The key is to say, "I am giving out information today". Instant response is "thank you"!  They had no hesitancy at all in taking and reading. So now I know the magic word..... Information.......

The next thing that bothered me was that I found out yesterday from talking (again, to a perfectly wonderful perfect stranger) that the "projects" were all going to be demolished and townhomes put in their place. This person said that hundreds of families would be then displaced and homeless.  Thank God that MYTH was dispelled hours later when another person told me that they will all be placed accordingly. The problem remains however as the entire fabric of their lives will be changed as if people are easily displaced and re-placed. Wow. Makes you wonder why they are built in the first place if they are so expendable.Does the word itself "project" denote some sort of experiment?  In what --- How to give then take away?  To tell those who cannot support themselves that they are not worthy of shelter?

And then I wonder in this economy, who will be able to afford these townhomes which have a price tag well above the 1/2 million dollar mark? So the disparity of the haves and the have nots is glaringly painful in this neck of the woods, as it is getting more so as the days and years march into the future.

And the last thing that really angered  me  was that Whole Foods is charging 3.50 for a bunch of dandelion greens. Nothing else went up in price from winter to spring except these greens.  Weeds, which grow and bloom all year round have the highest price tag.  Time to grow some weeds.

poets corner.......

Humility........ 

I long for the quiet valleys nestled between hills where the small ones are safe;  mouse, wren, rabbit.... Where the babbling stream quiets the distraught mind filled with the world's woes. The tiny seedlings safe from trampling foot; allowed to follow their hearts desire- to spring forth from the soft earth, with no clumsy thoughtless foot  to obliterate them.

Oh my Divine Mother, bring me to that quiet place where I may enjoy the soft whisper of thy voice.  The voice of love - a vibration of liquid warmth upon my near frozen heart.  Thaw my heart!  Free it from the ice floes caught in the river of illusion.  Let me once again melt into thy consciousness -melt into thy ever new life, ever new bliss, Joy, Life Eternal!

Humility. The balm that soothes the delusion of separation, the antidote for feelings of worthlessness.  Heal my scars gotten from wrong thinking, wrong action. Thy message is Peace.  I know from humility, that my greatest gift  is the practice of small things done with great love.  may I never lose sight of that which brings me these greatest of joys.

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People who love People

This is about yesterday.  Because I was wiped out for no good reason, I didn't really do anything like I usually do that involved interfacing with the world.  Now... I just love this neighborhood.  Its like the entire spectrum of humanity and urban life all wrapped up in one neat little package.  There are "projects" I walk thru to get to the gym or the post office.  There is a river I walk along to get to "oldtowne". There are million dollar homes along the way and interspersed among the projects and the office buildings , the shopping districts, the hotels. Yet, it is quiet, safe, and I wonder why?  Why do I feel so safe and sound here, where as in most urban areas my nerves are absolutely shot?

It seems like this is the most dog loving place on the planet. My next door neighbor's personalized licence plate is dgfrend. There are dog training schools, a dog park, and I learned people meet and greet on the street based on the bonding their dogs share. So for some strange reason I would also like to have a dog. I never liked dogs except as a child. My fondest memory is of a Irish setter I rescued. I would sneak dog food to it and pretend that I had saved its life. I don't remember what happened to it. But it was a magical week I spent out in nature (next door was an empty field), and my beautiful friend would be there waiting.

Back to the topic. I had a visitor yesterday late afternoon.  I thought it was Dgfrend aka john or caroline. Dgfrend had been away over easter weekend and left their dog alone in the house, and I had 2 fitful nights of sleep due to its howling.  I cornered the dog sitter to ask questions about said dog, and learned that the owners would be back Monday and she would tell them about the howling. So naturally I thought they would want to apologize for their dog who kept me awake at night. (did I say that they loved dogs????)

The visitor was a solicitor of magazine subscriptions. He said he loved people, and I was to then fork over money to him based on his appeal and level of lovableness.  It was hopelessly funny and sad all at once. But he was very lovable and I dropped 40$ for his cause, to earn enought money to open a barber shop.  He was around 20 years old, with tatoos up and down his forearms and his neck. He was from NC and his name (I asked) was Dontonee. We talked and talked and talked about the sky, the water, the food, and the evils of money. He said he could talk to me all day, which I certainly loved since I am quite alone this week.

Now , the reason this is significant is because I was longing all day to interface with my neighbors who are living in the projects. I find them not scary but warm and joyful. I want to know them. The million dollar home owners are never around, or else very curt, and busy and proper.  They work their asses off to keep their million dollar narrow town homes with no back or front yards. So here was this gift given to me and we basically couldn't stop sharing our stories with each other. It was incredibly nice, since my whole life now is about breaking out of old worn out ways of being, such as "don't talk to anyone of a lower socio- economic scale" especially black  and young and male. Well, here in my world if I paid attention to my old conditioning I would be the loneliest person on the planet. No one I mean no one is friendly these days especially neighbors to each other. why should they be?  They have there tv's and their computers to keep them in place. Even Dgfrend doesn't really talk to us, only others dogs (ha Ha). maybe if I had a dog I would make people friends with my people neighbors. But that is secondary to them as people are a dime a dozen.  Are we really all alike?  Predictable and dull and all run on the same type of engine oil?  Food for thought. Food for thought.

Reach out touch a neighbor not a neighbors dog. We have a lot to love about each other, a lot to think about ....... if only...

Back again.

Its been a long cold winter. Finally yesterday it wasn't winter any longer. I went out to the countryside to visit a friend, who owns a farm and has a business of raising a dairy herd then the milk is part of the perks for the shareholders.  What a joy. What a revelation to see happy cows!  Not just happy but full of joy. My friend loves them and thy love her back. I compare this scene with the way cows are treated in this day so impersonally as if they are mindless, emotionless and without any need other than to be there to be milked.  So I am filled with hope and love for the future because of people like her, who show the world how beautiful this relationship with our food can be. the day was sunny, warm, and full of calves, kittens, dogs, a couple of horses and love. I am content. Jai Guru.

Hope is in the Air

I don't know about you, but I must purposely look for people and ideas which promote a future that is full of joy, health and abundance for all of us earthlings. I have become unable to read and listen to the likes of Alex Jones, any and all of the regular media, the entertainment industries twisted movies full of fear, violence and depraved rampant 'anything goes' sexuality, and worst of all to me is the portrayal of our young people as completely amoral.  Are you too sick of this?  Can you sit thru a movie anymore? I must say Avatar was a step in the right direction, but I believe all movies now are simply reality being guised as science fiction. Which means yes weird science has the capability of putting consciousness into man made biological life forms.

What I have found thru my own efforts and prayers is real hope.The other kind of hope of which Obama is famous for is simply a carrot on the stick, a wistful longing which is about as real and as lasting as a will o' the wisp.   The hope I speak of is here, it is real, and all it takes is for me to communicate to you the reader that right now- here on this planet- there are the technologies to create all we need for all people on the planet to live without oil, to have enough food and all the essentials of life,- to be able to achieve higher states of enlightenment.  Yes, the idea that we must first take care of our basic needs is tantamount to going on to achieve higher states of  consciousness.  All this is possible.

However, as we know, there are certain people who know all this and have the technology, but will not let it out.  These technologies include free energy machines, zero gravity machines, and also technologies which assist us to states of higher consciousness.  Yes that's right.   These things have been here for over 100 years but are what is called 'black- shelved' in the military industrial system, in order to allow a few very evil people to maintain the illusion of poverty and hopelessness so they can remain in power. The idea is that as soon as all of our present systems collapse, and the planet is degraded to the point that it can no longer sustain us, they will come out of the woodwork like roaches and present these things as if they are saviors.  But in actuality they have created this present condition.  Sound implausible?  Read Dr Steven Greer's book, Hidden Truth Forbidden Knowledge. Go to www.CSETI.org, or www.Disclosureproject.org. After you read this you will know the deception that has been rampant and the ignorance which allows this deception to stay alive. Recently Dr. Greer sent a position paper to Obama and his administration, outlining these technologies, and what it would take to bring them about. The entire paper addressed the problem as not that we need to develop them (they are already here),  but that the problem is, the powers in place that are threatening to him and all the scientists, who wish to bring it out into the open.
Unless we all collectively embrace this truth, we will surely see things going in the direction it is now, which is not the direction that we want to go if we want to have a future........ (to be continued)

another day

I started out today as usual, so cold I couldn 't think of a reason to move out of bed. But I did, and I enjoyed my day, because there were hurtles I jumped. If not then the days go by rather randomly.  Since my serious concern these days is the sky and the weather that is manufactured by the chemtrails, I- like others who can "see" - find this rather depressing, that we have no authority to turn to to make it stop.  But I don't obsess anymore unless I have to go out and exercise heavily. Its winter in DC.  One doesn't do that here. Not sure what people do but no one seems to be out and about riding, jogging, walking.  The sky around 9:00 am was pretty ugly.  Yellowish grayish- maybe a hint of blue.  Since I am professing to be able to think those ugly skies away, I tried it again, thinking the whole time I was full of it.  But I did pray and visualize blue.  Not just pale blue but the deepest blue I could think of, which I remember from Flagstaff AZ last summer. So I meditated, and prayed and visualized. Then the whitish grayish yellowish stuff went away, one big cloud formed, and then the sky was blue. Not whitish blue. Blue, almost like Flagstaff.  I kept saying no, please, bluer. And so it happened.  For the rest of the day til I came home that afternoon (I walk everywhere here) the skies were a beautiful blue. I can't remember the last time the skies were this color.


Anyway, I enjoy doing this and I think the more I do it the better I will get at it. I also will have to take before and after pictures. I used to do pranic healing which is energy healing. Same idea but I don't use my hands. Praying and visualizing is the key. I hope you all will follow my example and just do it.  Look at the sky wherever you are, and if it is unacceptable to you, then do something about it. Pray for blue. Ask your Helpers to do it. Know that it is a team effort. We are definitely NOT meant to  work alone.  I hope this helps.

Thoughts Dispel Chemtrails!!

 And Happy New Year!!!!

First the bad news..........
I don't know anyone anymore who hasn't heard of chemtrails. The internet is saturated with information about them and not until recently have we found some actual hard facts as to who is doing this and why. Up until now conspiracy theories were rampant with claims of genocide, etc.   I am not here to say that may not be part of it, but that is the running theme in all the websites and it is not unfounded. Be that as it may, I can't stop 'them' from trying to kill off humanity, if in fact this is true. The point of this website is to offer hope and joy.  I look at it this way. If they have an arsenal of poisons and dark secrets, and evil rituals housed in such things as Freemasons, DARPA, CFR, Bohemian Grove, Rand Corporation,  The Media, Tavistock Institute, NSA, CIA, Disney Land (!)  and all the other three letter organizations housed under the heading of US government, then we are pretty much sitting ducks.

And now the good news............
OR you can find a way to beat them at this weird game which we for the most part have no idea is being played.   For it is not a game if we are not aware of being part of it.  If we don't honor this truth, then we are victims of circumstance.  We are fooled by the Media, do not understand the weird weather, that all wars have been planned for years in advance, that all our leaders here and abroad have been carefully selected etc, etc.   In a game as in life we are given tools to help us get through and acheive our objective. We do have these tools. We are unaware of it mostly and we have to almost learn that we do have them from sources outside the standard paradigms, such as school, the media, and our churches for the most part. So though the tools the evil powers use are scary and bad, we do have tools that are very very powerful and good.
I recently saw a movie "Water, the Great Mystery" that reminded me of what my arsenal of "weapons" are.  If you have read Masuro Emoto's books on water, then you pretty much get my drift. Water changes form on a molecular level by the thought energy focused upon it. For instance, when water is looked at in a bottle and told mentally or verbally that you love it and are thankful for it, then that energy can change the water if it is tap water (and therefore atomically amorphous) into beautiful crystalline structures when frozen. The point of his work is to show the power of thought energy upon seemingly lifeless nonsentient matter. Our world responds to our thoughts! Our physical world changes for the better when we think lovingly and with gratitude focussed upon it. People as well change become healthier and happier when they are thought of lovingly and with gratitude. Think of anything out there now in the world that is "wrong". What would happen if we focussed on it and instead of thinking badly about it, we sent loving energy towards it?
Case in point, I did an experiment about 3 weeks ago using my thought energy to change something I perceived as harmful and wrong .... chemtrails. I can't think of anything that scares me more than knowing I am getting sick from breathing in the air while the sky is grayish blue and streaked with these  "clouds" which are manmade and designed to change our weather and our health. I stay in a lot because my lungs are my weak spot and therefore I know my limits.
I learned from an anonymous caller on an internet radio program, (thefreemanperspective.blogspot.com) that it does work.  I think this knowledge ought to go viral, so we can join together and dissolve and neutralize the clouds of doom.   In this wondrous day when the idea of awakening to our power is coinciding with the possiblity of disclosure of ET visitors and the technology to create free energy they have given us long ago finally coming out into the open, anything is possible. I tried it one morning, after meditation, and then I meditated some more visualizing clear blue skies, and IT REALLY WORKED!!!

So dream  BIG, dream HAPPY, and do not listen to any information which creates fear, anger and hopelessness.  The future of this place we live, and your mental health are intertwined.  It only takes a few very persistent passionate individuals to turn things around.  Love with all your heart. Be thankful always for this opportunity to create heaven on earth.  I do beleive that the changes will be instant and highly visible.  Just like when we first start meditating many "phenomena" are manifest to show us we are on the right path, so will our efforts here to get rid of the evil effects of the chemtrails......... the possiblitlies of mind power are infinite.  Next?  What ever you need, make it so!