Reflections
When my father was passing, made a promise, I would try to embody, all that, which I felt was ”the best” of him, so he knew his spirit of seeking fun, would pass forward.
Dad utterly adored his Grandchildren, this showed me his profound loving nature. Will never forget you, may I do 10% justice in showing my Girls your spirit, that will be a huge blessing achieved.
Lately, been contemplating washing our cups.
Each day, we wake, with a chance, a moment. We can try to let go daily.
Why?
Because, you only have room, for 8-12 thoughts, or things, in short term memory, before negative emotions may start burdening you, to release some, or transfer to long term).
So, each day, everyone in the world, our collective thoughts, this author believes, create tomorrows world, quite literally.
So, with mankind, as with us, if we allow Bondages, or, lumps to form, these are fragment items in memory (or likely to be pushed back to memory, to seek resolution), troubles may follow?
Now, you wake…
If, your life pattern is such, you may have filled this memory space, in minutes, with junk thoughts ”Oh why do I have to get up”, ”Oh, I don’t like my job”, etc.
Many, still, watch ”The News”, or, read it, what 50% (at least) of that news is positive to your spirit? Or Negative, wearing you down? Are you learning from it, or, does your nervous system crave it? As you lived soo long absorbing fear, now it’s just you…
How positive is the news? How does the news make you feel?
Did you write the news? If not, you are welcoming someone else’s thought forms into your film, willingly?
Is that a wise choice, in these days of huge negative burdens being broadcast daily? Is your cup so full otherwise, of positivity, you can weather this and still radiate positivity?
You watched it over 3Years 3Months 3Weeks 3Days, you have ultimate reflective authority in your own being, nobody else.
Reflect on your patterns, are they serving you to grow, fill with positivity, or not? If not, can you not release them, give more space to nurture this positivity, your soul yearns?
So, if these heavy thoughts, cannot be addressed and resolved, we may fill our cup, with more than 50% Negative Thinking.
Personally, can only carry 4 thoughts, which aren’t positive, and my world starts delivering me that which I subconsciously project, very fine margins, though, one very powerful, may overshadow 7 weak, if you can carry 12 items, you have less sticky short term memory, maybe you can shoulder 6 negative, without this powerful 1? This is why faith or neuro linguistics (family, love memories) are vital, to most, faith beacons.
“Oh, must check my social media, those pictures surely got more likes than my sisters/brothers/friends, this time.”
It is my feeling, if you wake, and greet each day with positivity, the world reflects this back into your life. Wake feeling negative, the world will deliver that as you are a divine, divining rod.
This same dynamic, is at play with broader mankind. Once 50% of the world is thinking negatively, this may more broadly become the ”Zeitgeist”. This has been apparent, since faith in whatever form (all religions, thought schools) fell to around this % the world has become tough, no?
Approach life, with a smile ready to share, the world will deliver you people ready to accept and reflect that smile back to you, growing that Egg.
Choose you bondages wisely, only very skilled humans, can bear many bondages, and, not become them?
SPOILERS!!!
Tommy Caldwell ”We are capable of soo much more, than we can ever imagine”.
Life took a key tool away, oh well, I’ve got 9 more… being more, than thought possible, by others. He didn’t form bondage to those doubting thoughts.
The Priest’s Of The Pistes.
As a teenager, my parents had mostly cut my strings, let me discover me, however my mother would insist on certain things being observed.
One such thing, my debt will never be fulfilled for, was that my mother through very tough times for herself, sponsored children in Africa.
This, “do at least some good, as there’s always someone worse off’ perspective, is a life anchor that is soo profound. We used to get letters of thanks, describing how my mothers help had allowed such incredible changes, allowing the comfort of basic food provisions, water supplies.
For a teenager, this worked like Churches never did, this gave me an IV line directly into my heart and soul, no huge distraction of Church, at around 14-16 my mother Sponsored Gideous (Ethiopian), he wrote quite touching and beautiful letters of thanks, we felt immediately he was like a part of our extended family.
With my mothers help, his village gained key provisions, allowed Gideous hope and freedom from soo much disquiet lacking food and water, storage, tools, brings.
After around two years, ActionAid wrote my mother, the saddest letter I ever read, that bandits had raided his village, destroying most all the structure recents times had given him, so he was to leave education, and, sadly couldn’t accept my mothers sponsorship, given it was for this purpose, my Mother wrote back that she would continue his sponsorship until adulthood, in whatever form he felt to use it.
We literally had debt collectors at our door, in our house, yet my mother still preserved her Sponsorship, wow!
These things, were soo inspiring, all the videos, articles, scenes of Poverty, never comes into your home, like once you care for a human and invest in them.
This led me to seek to nurture that caring side.
My mother, and all mothers, you are incredible. Don’t ever forget this.
This man, was the greatest boxer, social enigma, on the planet.
What a spirit, how much quicker do wars end, with disruptive influences, like Terton Ali.
Gave it all up, for peace. Giving him Legendary status amongst even those who deplore fighting.
My spirit bows to yours Muhammad Ali. May we see the depth of this blessing, Muhammad suffered greatly, in his later years, from all those hits to his head, that undesired, enforced sojourn, likely gave him the protection he needed, from his own fierce Lion Spirit.
When travelling India, had a big Rucksack, and a small sports bag. After a couple of months or so, we were headed from Rajastan to Madras, so headed to Ahmedabad station.
At the station, we got on the train, placing our rucksacks on the ’Top Bunk’ to preserve our bed on the 50hour trip. Foolishly, it seemed on immediate reflection, I did not lock my rucksack to a bar.
Noticing there were Sikhs in the Cabin, I had moved out, to the single seats past the walkway, to have a cigarette, before we set out on our journey. Having grown to love the train journeys, as much or more than the time between, this was a nice moment, see India alive in all it’s glories, in the cabins (second class sleeper, every time) the stations, the country between stations. Here was my quiet teachings, and chaotic (food at stations, chi wallers).
So, having had my cigarette, venture back to the cabin, to notice my rucksack has gone! Oh no, my stuff…
My friend and I run up and down the compartments, the train at this moment is pulling off. Damn it, was deeply upset, shaken, violated, my camera, we had already trekked in Kalash and other beautiful parts of Himalaya, seen amazing things, now would never be seen again.
However! This, once the anguish passed, was a huge blessing.
The thief was a Terton.
You see, the next 7-8months, I travelled free, only Sadhu’s and destitute had less than me…
This was my blessing, when we were travelling, moving to stations, others would be worn down, by the burden of ”carrying their things”, yet I had been freed, by the thief… others began to bicker, worry, stress, over their things, this was what I came to India for, freedom from things…
Should I wish this man/men be judged, or, rewarded? Rewarded.
Was this man, a thief, or a treasure revealer? Terton.
The negative spirits, are those you choose to carry with you, treasuring your bondage. This Spirit Being (it seemed impossible to disappear like that) gave me the gift of presence, maybe they knew I’d be too dense, to find it myself.
In the early 1930’s Otto Warburg won the Nobel Prize.
His work on Cancer Tumour formation, showed that Cells become Anaerobic (run on sugar fermentation), rather than Aerobic (Oxygen) in normal conditions, as a foundational basis of Malignancy.
This was the biggest, most disgustingly ignored, piece of Cancer (any?) research ever. Why?
Sugar and Oxygen share the same space in blood.
So, years after this discovery, Johanna Budwig found that certain long chain fatty acids, and in particular their ”electron cloud bearing characteristics”, were the missing piece to Warburgs puzzle on how Oxygen feeds into the cells, in this dynamic. She should have got a Nobel, as well, of course.
But, she (Budwig) went too far, healing people, or de-activating cancers as she had to label her ideas, due to the Omnipresent Money Men.
So, we know that cells, when they lack about a third oxygen conducting capacity, are in the zone where they may become Cancerous, switch to sugar metabolism when Oxygen is too scarce. Mix emotional anguish in this region = Danger, danger, danger.
So, back to the over-arching point.
MacMillan Cancer have Cake and Coffee mornings, to raise money for Cancer sufferers.
Cake, made from about 20-40% sugar, which will hamper you bloods space to carry oxygen, and 20-40% fats known to strangle the cells Oxygen conductance capacity.
This is madness, this is sickness.
When a friend had Cancer, he disowned me, after I told him of this Sugar/Fat dynamic, his consultant told him my information was ”Unhelpful”, sick, evil, sub-human response.
My dear friend, had a fridge full of Coca-Cola, brought him Kombucha, Sauerkraut, Flaxoil, tried to relay, but he was locked in this ”Fight or Flight” as sugars bore his metabolic burden, he needed to hear from authority he trusted. Instead, his Oncologist turned this help, to anger ”you always think you know best, nobody believes your shit Rich, don’t contact me again”.
When they operated, they told him he nearly died, as the tumour was much bigger than anticipated, go figure, fridge full of Cancer fuel, the Doctors left him feeding from… less support, the Doctors left him feeding from (as they broke our trust with their untruths)…
As, having discussed Warburg with an Oncologist, you see the fear in their eyes, that you know they are serving demons, corporate, demons.
”That’s very old research now”, the Oncologist squirms, like I am giving him a Prostate check, whilst talking.
”Has human physiology changed since then?”, I retort, knowing, of course, it has not.
Then, about a month later, my friend came to this knowledge himself, by then the Oncologist was free of come back, but not his Karma. THEY ALL KNOW.
Shame on you MacMillan, fuelling Cancerous environments, under the guise of helping Cancer.
The upside down modern world, need truth medicine from humans like Budwig and Reams, not corporate parasites selling sickness masquerading as Care.
The path towards sublime;
Since this machine, the LHD started messing with the foundational matter of the universe, it has become tougher and tougher, to follow the path.
People now, seem much more drawn, or better situationally induced, to living ”Fight or flight”, rather than ”Rest and repair”… just the sort of change, a shift in electromagnetic focus, demonstrated in the above two pictures, may induce, if that is absorbed into our being?
Is mankinds kindness, under attack, by subtle shifts in our autonomic balance?
Lets hope this machine isn’t running on the 15th (or its countless other scattered, mini, demon creating, darkness inducers). Many scientists from Kansas worked on the Original 2012 research (those Mayans, that Calendar, the world certainly does appear to have ended then, the way it was, that is beyond reasonable argument, to someone with firm reflection).
Kansas gone bye-bye? (metaphorically, little doubt)
The Mandela effect, ramped up in 2013, hugely, masses of films, song lyrics, brands, things, changed from that which we clearly remember. NASA now purports Earth being two places, one which is seemingly historical, fragmented, which Carl Sagan and Neil Tyson DeGrasse quote us residing, and, may still be found on NASA’s website:
One for me, profound, was The Matrix, watched the film at least a dozen times…
This set of changes, brought me great disquiet, loads were noticed as an innate sensitive it made life tough, as others who saw didn’t want to reflect why, just brush it off.
My mother was told of the Bible Changes, she saw them herself, as I questioned :
”Mum, you used to go to Church, Bible readings, what is it ”the something shall lay with the Lamb?”
My mother replied ”The Lion”, then went and got her 60+ year old Bible, she had and read from Childhood, found the passages, read them, said ”That’s changed”.
Then, she looked at the page more broadly, reflecting, ”and, that map has changed” on the opposite page. Then, to my amazement, my mother said ”So, what? why does it matter”, as her brain sought to anestetise the experience, to prevent it seeping into her Long Term Memory.
“Why does it matter? Mum, I am of profound faith, but how can I tell my daughters to read and follow a book, the words of God, when we see it has changed, from Lion to Wolf?”
This was deeply unsettling, it felt, that all of a sudden (this was in 2015) most of the world I experienced had changed. Like, one could say, either this was a new world to my experience, or, a demon had gained access to Gods control panel.
Telling people, everyone seemed to be able to see them, but would hold such profound grips, to ways of not allowing it into Long Term Memory, ”That is soo That’s soo ,weird, now did you want a coffee?”.
This is but a hollographic reality, anyway, a teaching code…
Personally, it confirmed the holographic nature of reality more clearly. Nothing has truly changed, as it is all material labels, but it is something very deep to ponder.
Lately it feels like demons have hijacked reality, bad timing, being revelation and all. Chumps.
Choose Life this day, feed merit not greed, starve these demons.
Nourish the spark of love in your heart, fear not these projections.
Please God, show us the truth, no matter the cost.
Everything in your life, older than this.
3Years, 3Months, 3Weeks, 3Days
You have had this in your life longer than a Degree.
Masters reach enlightenment in this time?
What have these things brought you?
Do they work for you, or, you for them, by keeping them and crowding your space?
Are they merit forming, or draining?
How much can you let go of?
In Intensive Care, we were told repeatedly that we should be prepared, we will cope but that Arya will have needs.
Over and over again, my response was, of course we will cope, but she’s going to be fine…
Then, I would sing a version of this song, to her, in to her incubator whilst I held her, over and over;
I Love You – The Lamb (Ode To An Arya)
We shall overcome
Everything down the line
…
And, I aint gonna listen to reason
I’m gonna speak with my heart
…
We shall overcome
Everything down the line
…
Baby gonna give me wings so I can fly
(Most pertinent lyrics, over and over, our Arya Mantra)
By now, at just short of two, Arya began to walk… moment of pure joy, pure, pure, joy. Those ”delusions” of mine, ”She’s going to be fine, she’s going to be fine”, now seemed pure perception?
Focused, unquenchable, selfless, positive intent, powerful stuff.
Nobel prize for Bravery, if there were and I gave it out : Mummy and Arya.
With the lamb, the flame is safe…