Monday, December 7, 2020

Giving Thanks

 


Thanksgiving.    My mind is restless, churning into fear the thoughts of anger, sadness, and perplexity over recent losses. "If you continue to do this, fear will keep lowering your frequency and your immune system and you'll be more susceptible to disease. If you stuff these emotions it will affect your organs negatively...." my mind is relentless.  So..I stilled my mind, felt the emotions without thinking about the whys and wherefores, took the emblems of my union with Jesus and came before Him as I was. I gathered those emotions and put them in my hands and gave them to Jesus, letting go of them.  

Two days later I sat on a log by the river, listening to the flowing, rippling water.  The veil between dimensions was thin and I sat by the river of life. Very quietly, other beings came and sat with me. A little blonde haired girl looked at me and smiled as she took my hand and sat beside me. No verbal words passed between us as I absorbed the healing and peace that was transmitted to me.  I kept hearing part of a song over and over:

"There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven, by the side of the river of life, where the charming roses bloom forever and where separation comes no more. There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven, I will meet you on that beautiful shore."


Thursday, October 29, 2020

Exploring ancient paths







 A day of surprises as I traded into heavenly realms,  ancient paths.  A unique picture of fog as I drove to the newest section of trail.  I planted walnuts for new trees to help  crowd out the poison. I'll plant more mimosa seeds and acorns. Explored a new area I had never seen. Wow! A hidden pasture,  beautiful! Resonating with that. Perfect place for a house/home. As I walked, I was led to a late blooming honeysuckle.  Heavenly!! 2 hours I walked, explored.  Ah, the ancient paths!! When I got back, I discovered a video of a Catholic priest describing his ministry of helping people who get stuck on their way to the afterlife. Not the usual theology! I thought of my vision of Mamalou getting stuck.  "There Will Be Stars" by Billy Coffey. Preaching /opening doors to those who have gone. How often have I helped others to the other side? Quite an awesome day! Oh yes, their were other beings with me, following me.

Just heard the term "transitional midwife" . What a good word from Ian Johnson. (NZ)