3
Yes! To this thought I hold with
firm persistence;
the last result of wisdom stamps it true;
he only earns his freedom and
existence
Who daily conquers them anew.
13
May 2008.
My friend, the butterfly in boots
aka Elphie the Witch, stomps around upstairs a few times a day plus every night
around the same time now. I’m working every day at the library so I went to bed
early last night and I was relieved that she was out so I could get to sleep.
But, she came home around 11 p.m. She didn’t wear shoes for a while so, again,
I felt grateful that I was going to be allowed to go to sleep in good time.
Then, however, El Phaba put some shoes on and walked around for just a minute
around 11.30 p.m. before going to bed! It’s the kind of thing the people next
door would do, ensure that the noise was delivered on time. She herself is not
working at the moment so perhaps her habits have changed for the time being,
but this is very strange behaviour.
This has all coincided with me
typing up the journal notes for Monstaville
and the solution to all this harassment is plain to see. I hope the wisdom
gleaned from various sources is helpful to its readers. It’s not my wisdom, but
something I, too, am learning. The lesson is: transcend your ego and respond to
hostility and animosity with positive energy, thought and behaviour/action. The
Self shines lovingly and warmly, radiating positive vibes like the Sun
(love/power). We must be like the Sun as Master Aïvanhov and others have
counselled. Another lesson, perhaps, is not to focus on the experiences I want
to eradicate from my life but on sweeter aspects of life. Abraham says that
Esther and Jerry Hicks had tried to correct the bogus information about them on
Wikipedia but the original material kept reappearing. After playing this game a
few times, the people who were fixing it for them were banned from Wikipedia
and couldn’t do anything on it anymore. “And we were explaining that, when you
shine a spotlight on something that you do not want, it must get bigger. It
must get bigger. It is law. So, when
people talk about healing, sometimes, without meaning to, they shine a
spotlight on the illness. That’s all we’re saying…make sure where your
spotlight is shined. If you shine the spotlight on something you don’t want, it
will get bigger, it is law.” (www.abraham-hicks.com). Having said that, my difficulties
with the next-door neighbours date back much further than these books or even
the journal entries although I was certainly relating my woes to friends.
‘If you
judge or belittle yourself you are lying because you are beautiful. When you
tell everyone you don’t have any money you magnify that. Stop sharing news you
don’t like. Share news you like. Be honest. Share the beauty of sunrise and its
energy will glow into where it can, for example, your bank account. Stop having
pity parties. Celebrate yourself. Honour the truth. Fault-finding is honouring
lies because it is illusion. Beauty is truth. Let go of your past. Own your
beauty this moment. Do this exercise with someone or in the mirror. Pray to the
divine to come forth. Tell the truth about each other. It magnifies the magic.
Your life will change without doing anything. Everything outside of you will
change into that which you acknowledge within you. No one will do it for you.
You hold the key. Visualise an energy beam from your heart to others’ hearts.’
(Notes from ‘Who Are the Ascended Masters?’ a talk by St. Germain and the
Ascended Masters channelled through Ashamarae McNamara, 12 June 2009,
www.awakeningfromwithin.com).
One thing that is helping me to achieve
this goal of being a Light right now, apart from the fact that the Fabled
Fabala and I have had friendly relations in the past, is that I am sharing the
ultra-powerful healing energy coming through me for my sister with my
neighbours (all of them). So the timing is interesting. My sister has had a
serious operation and I am sending healing to her but the spirit supplying the
energy is more powerful than I have ever known before. Each time I finish
sending the energy, I ask if some energy can be sent to my neighbours and if
some can be used to heal me - because it’s such a powerful and abundant source
of healing energy! It’s these powerful energies that human beings require to be
uplifted and know themselves and express their potential on a higher level. So,
I am satisfied that this energy could have a positive influence on the
situation. I have faith that it can produce a peaceful resolution. The love and
energy I have previously sent to my tormentors has not been terribly effective
but this force is encouraging and, besides, I have to send it to my sister each
day for some time because she needs it [Note: this energy only arrived for
three days because my sister needed it. After that it was back to a much, much
lower frequency]. Sending them love always made them worse immediately, which I
found too demoralising. I tried it on several occasions and was quite startled
and extremely disappointed by the results. Needless to say, I gave up on that
notion. I ought, however, to have persisted and sent it every day, partly to
get some distance from my own aggressive responses. I guess it depends to whom
one sends love energy.
August
update.
I sensed that the reason our chats
were discontinued was that Loli Phaba’s boyfriend had a problem with our
friendship, but, then, why was it OK before? They ended when I offered to make
some shelves for her last year, which I painted deep red, and she insisted that
her boyfriend put them up after I also offered to do that. I have only met him
on one occasion, quite recently, and he gave me a filthy look! Fear or
mistrust? Jealousy or insecurity? I was in the front garden and Loli left the
door open for me. ‘Is it safe?’ I asked, teasingly as I made my way indoors.
She smiled and said that it was. It has all quietened down now but there’s
still some stomping around in shoes each day. One day, I asked El Phaba to
print off a timetable for a job I was due to do since I don’t have Excel. She
said she would do it in the morning but then said I go to bed late so she did
it that evening instead. My going to bed late had nothing to do with it since
she could just leave it by my door. It is possible that this was a campaign
that became pointless because, since I now go to bed late, I can’t be kept
awake anymore. This means that it may have continued beyond the three months
that I had a job which started early in the mornings. Who knows?
“Crocodiles
are easy. They try to kill and eat you. People are harder. Sometimes they
pretend to be your friend first.” - Steve Irwin.
Young croc whiling away the day by My Tho, Vietnam
October
update.
All quiet on the Western Front!
There is NO stomping around in shoes upstairs (and I never mentioned it). It’s
just the way it was for the first year of her living here...except there are
still heavy objects dropped on the floor late at night sometimes which never
happened before.
I prefer to go with my friend’s
judgement that it is purely ‘coincidental’ that Ms Thropp has been making so
much noise at the same time I was under such extreme fire from the neighbours.
2008 has been a year of change and new beginnings for many people.
Intimidation can be directed subtly,
enabling the perpetrator to appear and feel guiltless. Indeed, this is often
the way bullies work: as I have noted previously, they might seek to exert
pressure over a period of time in the hope that their target reacts and can
then be accused of starting a fight.
A couple of friends claim that I’m
simply paranoid! I mentioned this to another friend who has read some of the
book. Here is her reply:
“You're not being paranoid, that's a
real laff...um, my fucking neighbours are driving me to drink...they are sooo
fucking noisy as I write this! What do they think they are the only ones who
live here??? What fuckers, at best! Hope they all get eaten by big fat hungry
aliens...bastards!!!!!!!! I hate living here!
BUT
I have my earphones on now and have the music cranked up full volume so I can't
hear them right now....I'll do this till they are finally eaten by those hungry
aliens, hahaha.....”
"On
the sixth day, God turned to the angel Gabriel and said, 'Today I am going to create a land
called Canada. It will be a land of outstanding natural beauty, snow-capped
mountains, beautiful blue lakes, forests of elk and moose, silver rivers full
of salmon. With pure, clear air. I will make the country rich in oil and the
people there shall prosper. They will be called Canadians, and become known as
the friendliest people on earth.' 'Don't you think,' asked Gabriel, 'that you're being a bit over generous to one
country?' 'Wait,' said God. 'You haven't seen the neighbours I'm going to land them with.'"
- Laughter is the Best Medicine, The Reader's
Digest Association Limited, London, U.K., 2005, p.104).
Regarding the harassment coming from
next door, unless you have experienced this kind of thing on a regular basis
you would not perhaps believe that people could behave in such a monstrous,
proud but pathetic way. Most people see it as coincidence because that is the
rational explanation which, alone, is very limiting because it is not
accompanied either by direct personal experience or the intuitive intelligence
to perceive and understand things on a deeper level. To be perfectly honest, I
am not so sure that English people would come up with such subtle (sneaky)
forms of psychological abuse that evades the law. On the whole, I think that we
tend to repress and that we are our own worst enemy. When we express ourselves
directly we are probably too afraid of the law to go far enough to be effective
in such situations. Of course, there are those who do not have the strength or
discipline to control their behaviour and end up in trouble, and many of those
people are often the perpetrators of arguments, intimidation and violence I
expect.
This is an issue that so many people
are having to contend with even if they do not mention it until prompted. It is
hard to convey to people, verbally at least. Really, short of having them
change places or live with you for a year or two, you need them to see the
record you have kept over a period of time. Unfortunately, that is just too
long and tedious to include in this book! It does not matter if this aspect of
my trials is paranoia on my part or not (it isn’t). This kind of thing happens
and people need to know how to deal with it. Even if all of the experiences I
have recorded in this book were imaginary, or pure fiction, the point is the lesson, what we can learn from such
situations as these.
“On a level of simple personal
survival, understanding and forgiveness are crucial...whether in an intimate
personal relationship or on a global level.” - Edward Albert.
“Forgive your enemies - it messes
with their heads.” - A church sign in the States. (And ‘kill them with
kindness’ so they become dependent on you for it, as a friend adds).
“Acceptance
and forgiveness. It’s the only tools we’ve got left.” – Bill Hicks (last
performance).
“Life is an adventure in
forgiveness.” – Norman Cousins (1912-1990).
“Love is an act of endless forgiveness.” - Peter Ustinov.
"Our
life is shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Suffering follows as evil
thought as the wheels of a cart follow the oxen that draw it. Our life is
shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Joy follows a pure thought like a
shadow that never leaves. He is angry with me, he attacked me, he defeated me,
he robbed me - those who dwell on such thoughts will never be free from
hatred…For hatred can never put an end to hatred; Love alone can. This is an
unalterable law. People forget that their lives will end soon. For those who
remember, quarrels come to an end soon." - Buddha.
I have included the above notes
because, well, I wrote them! And, I write to try and understand things. It
helps me think and work things out. I am not really that interested in getting
to the bottom of it, however. I was curious. I just feel completely forgiving
and appreciating the general peace that is here at the moment, hoping it lasts!
Just thought you should know that! I am on the case, sending love and light to
the next-door neighbours each time I meditate - taking no chances now! I should
have done this all along. Ah, well, you live and learn. [Retrospective note:
Yeah, this lasted until the TV torment that took off after Christmas. Haha].
“Nothing in
life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to
understand more, so that we may fear less.” - Marie Curie.
I eventually resorted throwing
things out the back to make loud noises. These shock tactics were usually effective
so I relied on them for extreme occasions when the harassment was unbearable.
When you are unable to communicate with people directly because they are too
proud and defensive (and when you are too shy and nervous to break that wall of
resistance down) this can be the only means of communication open to you. You
don’t have to do it aggressively or angrily. It is possible to communicate
assertively with love. Any anger that is felt can be channelled this way too,
transformed into power, and it can be fun too. My father called my behaviour
childish. Well, my Inner Child certainly enjoyed it so, yes, I turned it into a
game, something to enjoy (and win at) rather than a source of misery. [1
Do things out of love, even for your
enemies. Love them, entertain them, make them feel special. Let the Sun shine
and the world is thine! Fighting back is a waste of time. Do it all for love
but know it’s honey from a bee and bees they sting! It’s the sugar to take the
medicine down. Make ‘em laugh, make ‘em sigh, think of everything that’ll make
‘em high. Open their hearts. Be proactive. Say ‘Hey, how ya doin’?’ Don’t tell
‘em to ‘fuck off.’ A few of my favourites: ‘Light my Fire’ by The Doors, ‘I
Feel Good’ by James Brown and, if they’re keeping you awake, ‘If Only Tonight
We Could Sleep’ by The Cure. The answers are within you.
Retrospective note, July 2009.
Achieving permanent peace evidently
isn’t quite as simple as that! Finding solutions to the coughing campaign did
not prevent my neighbours from finding other noisy ways of subjecting me to their
ignorance. Here’s an entertaining update from my friend on her own situation:
“Aw
fucking neighbours from hell...as u know, I've got sum of those as well...I
just wanna fucking screem when I hear that aweful dog upstairs, running and
barking at the newspaper boy when he drops the paper at their door at 5 a.m.!!!!!!!!!!
And the muslim asshole just across and
one down from me watches fucking arabic tv in the middle of the night so I have
to shut my windows bc he keeps it so fucking LOUD! Oh gods, help me!!!!!!!!!!”
Another friend
of mine, whom I met in Camden one afternoon (and who is small in stature) asked
her neighbour to do something about her noisy dogs (she had nine of the
critters!) because they were keeping her awake at night. For this request she
was struck hard across the face. She is now (a year later) on talking terms
with the woman (who only has three dogs now so it’s quiet, she says!) and told
her that she had hit her so hard that her jaw ached for a long time afterwards.
It doesn’t sound like she got much sympathy.
“The
victory is to be the most enduring.” - The Mother (Sri Aurobindo's 'Shakti').
Ironically,
if you’re in a tight corner, you need to draw on a range of resources, to
approach your predicament from as many angles as possible even. There is no
single remedy to the situation. You’re trapped. You need to accept, breathe,
release, cope, survive, stand up for yourself, be smart, try different
strategies, mix them up, vary them, change and adapt with events, love
yourself, love your enemy but not whilst denying you own divine right to peace
and harmony, look, listen and learn, study, use your intuition, ask for help
from the divine realms. In other words, you just live and express yourself
fully as a multifaceted being in relation to this dilemma you’re facing. It is
a test of strength and character. It can make you or, if you suppress uncomfortable
or negative emotions, it can eventually explode in your face (and maybe
everyone else’s) and break you. This is psychological torture over a long
period that would make the CIA and MK-Ultra proud!
There
are no solutions. There is only MANAGEMENT. You just have to make do. But,
still, at least this prevents you from doing something drastic either to
yourself or others.
“The
attempt to express love for your enemy, the attempt to express understanding,
is what counts. The attempt to express that you
understand they are a part of God even though they may not understand you are a part of God.” – Bashar
(channelled through Darryl Anka, www.bashar.org).
Retrospective
insert.
Another fine mess.
“In the Blue Ridge Mountains of
Virginia
On the trail of the lonesome Pine
In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine
Where you carved your name and I carved
mine.”
On the trail of the lonesome Pine
In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine
Where you carved your name and I carved
mine.”
-
Laurel and Hardy (chorus of ‘The Trail of the Lonesome Pine’ written by Ballard
MacDonald and Harry Carroll, 1913).
I feel like a comparatively mature plant – an ‘old soul’ - in this world, one that has been transplanted at the wrong time of year or in an alien environment. The harsh climate of my youth quickly caused the leaves to perish, followed by the entire stem. Broken and then ‘dead to the world’ but existing in a cocoon of soil and compost beneath the ground, reflecting, studying, creatively, introspectively, waiting to find the inspiration and motivation to rise up towards the Sun again and out of the earth to full consciousness. And, this time, to actually flower!
I feel like a comparatively mature plant – an ‘old soul’ - in this world, one that has been transplanted at the wrong time of year or in an alien environment. The harsh climate of my youth quickly caused the leaves to perish, followed by the entire stem. Broken and then ‘dead to the world’ but existing in a cocoon of soil and compost beneath the ground, reflecting, studying, creatively, introspectively, waiting to find the inspiration and motivation to rise up towards the Sun again and out of the earth to full consciousness. And, this time, to actually flower!
My very soul rejected this society piecemeal! ‘I
have seen enough,’ it said right there after the first six years of life, ‘and
it’s not for me!’ And, then, over the years, during adolescence and adult life,
it just observed more of the same old shit which served only to reinforce this
belief. Sure, it was wise to see the outside world for what it was but it was
unable to take this notion further and see through it for the illusion that it
is. All those tears locked away, locked in fear and taking life too seriously.
Sure, because my Inner Child knew what it wanted and it was at odds with
society.
Even after all these years, I have never been able
to get on top of the outside world and provide the conditions that my soul
needs in order to thrive and be at peace. Life has been one long endurance test
thus far. Ultimately, I just never had enough money to live on let alone
establish a world in which my soul could thrive, or explore or live life to the
full in an external sense. My Inner Child escaped to its room within. Together,
‘we’ have been confined to our inner space and remained stuck there because we
could then no longer fit in with the crazy world outside with its
third-dimensional emphasis. And, then, of course, this leads to other problems
as they mount up. And so it is that, as the nightmare comes to an end, pleasant
dreams can follow before we finally awaken fully. Yes, it is time to create the
New World, to be part of this exciting endeavour!
Where I live, although I have perhaps seen the
worst in various ‘racial identities,’ I am also fortunate enough to witness
firsthand the truth that the majority of people are good-hearted, even though
many behave selfishly because this cruel and crazy world in which we live engenders
feelings of fear and insecurity. Remove the weeds that are strangling the
flowers, let in the sunlight, divine love and happiness, and enough hearts will
blossom to change this world and create a Heaven on Earth. No matter how
corrupt and chaotic the world still appears, the extraction process is underway
albeit taking place behind the scenes. In truth, it is time to celebrate and
give thanks for the dawn that is now starting to appear on the horizon even if
the light itself is not quite visible to everybody. Just a little more patience
and faith are required. A climber who is getting close to the mountaintop might
not realise just how close she (or he, but I feel like going with ‘she’ on this
occasion since a bit of equality goes a long way…and perhaps women are
generally more deserving of illumination in my eyes!) is. She might receive a
few glimpses of the Sun up above and the Sun’s warmth sends a welcome message
to her heart. Alas, discouragement soon returns as the climber feels weary and,
still, she cannot see where she is in relation to the peak. The past weighs
heavy on her heart and there seems no end to the darkness, to the struggle, the
effort that started out as a labour of love, a heroic dream. In my case, I have
been fortunate in that St. Germain kind of dropped down like a spider from the
sky on an invisible thread! He assured me that I was on the path and that they
(the Ascended Masters) could see me ascending successfully (but also needed a
little push from them).
[Harry has started working in a video shop. A
customer taps him on the shoulder and he turns round].
Customer: Excuse me! Where can I
find ‘Aliens’?
Harry Solomon (French
Stewart): [Looks astounded] Nowhere! [Walks back to the counter]. Not here,
that’s for sure! Nobody here but us humans. [Trying to act normal]. La la la,
la la la [Drops the video as a result of holding the box the wrong way up and
quickly bends down to retrieve it, then types something on the computer - to
look normal, of course!]. Stop looking at me!
- 3rd Rock from the Sun (Season
1, Episode 12, ‘Frozen Dick,’ created by Bonnie and Terry Turner, written by
Linwood Boomer, 1996).
This meeting occurred largely because I am one of
the (really crazy) climbers who is
treading an ascension trail for others to follow but also because I have a
predestined mission to assist others to ascend too. I am a starseed (as a
fellow starseed once said: “I
am the alien your government warned you about”). I
‘believe’ that every human being has their origins in another part of the
universe. Although we are all ‘star-seeded,’ however, the term ‘starseed’
refers, it seems, to those who ascended elsewhere and came to Earth to join the
caravan, share their love and wisdom and show the way at this time of planetary
Ascension. According to the ‘Hugh-Man,’ the Pleiadians with whom he is in
contact telepathically told him that there were only 1800 star souls
(starseeds) on the planet when he was born in the 1940s. There are now well
over a million. [2] We entered this
cycle of karma and reincarnation from various parts of the universe primarily
for the purpose of keeping the divine flame alight on Earth through the
millennia of darkness and creating the new path home to Light for humanity.
Each and every step, each struggle, apparently against all odds, has much more
value to the collective Ascension than we perceive. We are pushing towards the
point of critical mass which, once achieved (through these three Ascension
waves), will affect everybody on Earth. Dedication to Truth, to Love, to
Happiness, will become the norm. In truth, we are all starseeds in that we
originate not on Earth but in other regions of space.
“None of you are indigenous to Earth. You’ve all
come from somewhere else.” – Adronis (channelled through Brad Johnson).
“All life
on holy Mother Earth is made up of the star seeds from the other constellations
with a history of living on the different planets in this solar system and
living on the planetary bodies in other solar systems, the other constellations
where you see now the brightest star which is as a sun in another solar system
that does have, in many cases, the planets circling about it and does have life
that it is sustaining; life perhaps not as you understand this form of life,
but life nonetheless.” – Jesus/Jeshua (channelled through Judith Coates, 5 September 2010, www.oakbridge.org).
Blackadder (Rowan Atkinson): Baldrick, I have
a very, very, very cunning plan.
Baldrick
(Tony
Robinson): Is it
as cunning as a fox what used to be Professor of Cunning at Oxford University
but has moved on and is now working for the U.N. at the High Commission of
International Cunning Planning?
Blackadder: Yes it is.
Baldrick: Hmm...that's cunning.
- Blackadder Goes Forth (Series 4, written by Richard Curtis
and Ben Elton, BBC TV, 1989).
Eventually, only souls of a certain vibration will
be able to incarnate here. Those who still need more density, more fear, more
control, more darkness in which to hide from themselves, like seeds buried
beneath the soil of unconsciousness, will not feel comfortable in such an
environment. The negative energy source that they prefer to rely on and
identify with will not be present so they would become ill and die. ‘All is in
Divine Order.’ Everything is as it should be. They will find the experiences
they need on another planet somewhere and continue to be loved, forgiven and
blessed by all who are of the Light. It is simply that this planet has other
plans and has had enough experience of lower vibrations. Earth Itself is
‘re-ascending’ and, therefore, nature holds the secrets to accomplishing this
feat for all to draw upon. Imagine a golden rope (higher energies) being
lowered to Earth, going right down into the Earth. The Earth Spirit recognises
this as a rescue mission that was arranged long ago and takes hold of the rope.
This rope is not one that needs to then be pulled
up. No one is pulling us out of the physical world but, rather, increasing our
Light, helping us to restore full consciousness. The Light is simply being
switched on in the room again really only we are the Light. We are like
fireflies that have been dim for so long. We have sought ourselves, our Light,
outside of ourselves in the world of darkness and illusion where very little
Light exists and for which the power of the Dark Masters have compensated
having banished the beings of Light from this world long ago. By keeping
humanity in fear and darkness they could themselves appear as a source of
Light, of hope, of happiness, and even love. Yet, the more people follow them
the less Light they have, the more their enjoyment of life is diminished and
the more their hearts close.
So, we are now being reconnected to the Source of
Light. And, as we hold on to this rope and activate our Light bodies, we grow
brighter and brighter, both increasing the Light quotient in humanity and
helping to anchor this Golden Cord (Christ Light) into the Earth. This has been
the mission for 2009: to get the Ascension process in full swing both for Earth
and the first wave of starseeds. Eventually, the ‘room,’ the environment of
Earth, will be so bright, so high-frequency, that, rather than resembling a
dark tree surrounded by little lights, it will look more like a ball of Light
surrounded by little bodies. All will know Light and Oneness as Home. All will
know themselves as God first and foremost, as expressions of the Source and
this will only enhance their individual expression and self-awareness because
all are growing further and further towards the Source of all Life. It will
truly be a Heaven on Earth for all to enjoy, share and celebrate.
As I understand it, planetary races ascend
collectively and not usually on the planet; they are removed from it and then
ascend to the (first) plane of Oneness and Light, Love and Creative
Intelligence (the fifth dimension). Apparently, ascension to full consciousness
whilst inhabiting a physical body has not occurred on this planet’s surface
before. It’s all just gardening (like everything in my head…I must surely have
been a gardener in a previous life, perhaps in some far-off galaxy!). The
gardener enters the greenhouse-cum-matrix-cum-dormitory when the seedlings are
ready. He carries the seed trays outside into the garden. Some of the seeds in
the compost compartments don’t make it but most are strong and healthy enough
(spiritually) to plant in a flowerbed. In the case of Planetary Ascension, the
gardening process is a little more sophisticated than the confines of Gardener’s World magazine in that it
involves millions of beings who arrive in space ships from various parts of the
universe and also a ground crew of beings who ascended long ago on other
planets both in the local galaxy and beyond. These souls awaken first to lead
the way and help create an ascension trail for others to follow. Raising their
own frequency, albeit at a time when higher energies are reintroduced on the
planet, is called ‘Cosmic Ascension.’ Following this flowering, some of the
flowers, who have already attained this level of self-mastery and beyond also
incarnate to help create Heaven on Earth.
The Planetary Ascension process also involves
certain ‘super seeds’ which are sown into the compost trays amongst the others
and they are unrecognisable. All appear to live and grow, have the same
conditions and opportunities, similar physiology and experiences. Yet, always
there is something indefinably unusual in the super seeds. They do not even
know what it is themselves because they, too, live in the dark unconscious, in
the compost of forgetting! They carry a light within them, however, and they
keep the divine flame glowing behind the veil in a world of darkness and
therefore duality (for the Light of Reality - cannot be snuffed out completely
anyway).
It is only when these super seeds start to grow
rapidly all of a sudden at the end of the journey that the difference becomes
apparent. There seems to be no stopping these seedlings as they rise up and
show the others what is possible. Indeed, they are demonstrating the potential
inherent within each and every seed if only they believed in themselves and
knew how glorious they, too, are. The extra solar energy which they contain
comes out having been hidden within for so long, even to themselves. That is
why the gardener starts telling them to wake up! No one else takes any notice
because they are still asleep. Smiling, He/She whispers (in a Somerset ‘Wurzel’ accent), ‘Come on me little beauties! Wakey, wakey. It’s your old
friend God! You can let go of the illusion now. Here, maybe this’ll help”
(gives them a little ‘push’ with a few drops of fertiliser).
PLAY: The chorus of ‘The Combine Harvester’ by The
Wurzels (1976).
“There is no one on Earth who is not precisely where they are supposed to be, perfectly positioned to be themselves, doing what they planned to do before they incarnated. If you have doubts about this, as many of you do, ask for guidance when you pray or meditate, and even if it seems that you are getting no answers, know that you are making your presence on Earth extremely effective just by being there and holding your loving intent…All that you need to do is accept the Love He offers you in every moment (even if you do not feel It) and intend to share It indiscriminately. That is your main task; that is why you were created; and in doing that you will find eternal ecstasy as you awaken.” – Saul (channelled through John Smallman, ‘The remaining skeins of the illusion are turning to dust,’ 5 June 2013,
www.johnsmallman.wordpress.com/2013/06/05/the-remaining-skeins-of-the-illusion-are-turning-to-dust).
“There’s no
need to wait for the bad things and bullshit to be over. Change now. Love now.
Live now. Don’t wait for people to give you permission to live, because they
won’t.” - Kris Carr.
“Gee,
ain't I a stinker?” - Bugs Bunny (Warner Brothers).
Foot notes
1. Barefoot Doctor refers to the Inner Child as your IPS, or ‘inner playful spirit.’ An Indian lady with whom I am friendly online writes, eloquently,
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