The Sky is falling ... really!

The Sky is falling

There are men among us, if you can call them men, and not a few, who mirror the very darkest that humans can imagine. 

They were bred out of the darkness of cruelty and greed, corruption and lust for power. 

They are shape shifters and they have been among us for many thousands of years. 

They have enslaved us, killed us, tortured and brainwashed us. 

We believe anything they want through the manipulation of chemicals, radiation and fear.

They have created technologies to manipulate time. Using holographic images, they can show us Christ, Mohammad or any other prominent person, descending from the sky or burning in hell.

They have taken that which the earth gave freely and created greedy corporations to control our food, water and natural resources. 

They create man made diseases. 

They propagate wars based on the lies of traitors. They create Frankenfoods which poison us. 

They addict us to genetically altered medicines and make us dependent on their corrupt system.

Weather modification has been around since the Eighteen hundreds. 

We have Global warming.

We have Global dimming.

Modern Geoengineers have been using Weather modification to intentionally manipulate and alter the weather. 

These engineers have developed micro particles of metallic substances and are dumping them into our atmosphere by the millions of tons. 

Particles are placed in the atmosphere using jets as a means of distribution. 

These particles stay in the atmosphere following air currents until they are over targeted areas. 

Beams such as HAARP are triggered to heat the air, triggering the micro particles to absorb or release moisture, thus altering weather patterns and creating excessive rainfalls or excessive droughts. 

Monsanto and other mega giants have developed drought tolerant and rain tolerant crops which they will sell, so that these modified crops will survive extreme conditions. 

These seeds are genetically altered using kill genes that destroy the seeds ability to replicate themselves, thereby creating a dependency on these corporate bastards.

Money markets then bet and invest upon futures of crops, using the weather as an instrument of manipulation to make huge sums of money.

Normal weather patterns are no longer reliable as a means of predicting the weather. 

Severe drought, excessive unprecedented rainfall, hail storms wiping out entire crops, tornados, hurricanes, extreme heat or extreme cold, all these are being created to control us and the earth.

The weather has been turned into an instrument of mass destruction.

The Sky is falling!

Those who deny these facts are cowards and supporters of the very systems that are destroying us and our planet.

They demand our guns.

They hide behind self serving laws.

They build underground and off world cities to protect and preserve the elite.

They hide behind governments and religions.

They kill hundreds of millions of innocent people because they are not willing to share the wealth that they have stolen from the very people they enslave.

When caught in acts of deception, murder, and torture, they manipulate the courts and create new laws to protect themselves.

This must stop.

The Earth demands it.

Its People demand it.

The awakened people of the earth are ready to fulfill their divine destinies. 

We are mad as hell and we aren’t going to take it any longer.

Each of us who came here to this earth, agreed to allow free will in the hope that a new paradigm of spiritual growth would be developed and shared to benefit all beings.

There is a spiritual hierarchy who have watched the progress and growth of the human race. They have ensured that the playing field between the light and the dark has been within the boundaries that we established before coming here to experience this earth life.

Those boundaries have been grossly abused and it is now time to kick the bastards out. 

They have depleted our life force and stolen our very life blood.

The earth will no longer stand to be abused and raped.

She is ready to fight or die trying.

This is our home base, and it is now time for us to fight or die trying.

We will no longer stand the abuse.

Each of us has at our command, abilities that are far more effective than any gun or drone. 

We have built in systems that we can activate at any time we choose.

These programs are guided and activated by our thoughts. 

We can pinpoint any person, place, or thing in the universe, just by using our mind. 

The mind with the heart, is the most powerful force in the universe. 

Our spiritual brothers throughout the galaxies can sense our needs and join us in overcoming the injustices that are perpetrated upon us.

We can no longer fix a broken system.

We must build a new world based on universal principals.

We can start now.

Pull your head out of the sand, set aside your electronic distractions, activate your own inner guidance. 

It is there inside you, but you must make the effort. You can do this through meditation, prayer or intention.

Get educated.

Opt out of anything that doesn’t feel right to you.

Stop supporting criminal corporations.

Use your voice and your dollars to send a message.

Talk to those in law enforcement and educate them about the corruption within the system. Show them a better way.

Teach and educate your family and friends.

There are moments in our life when the power of the universe in our hands

The time has come for each of us to use that power.

The survival of the entire human race is at stake.

Let the darkness flee

Beloved Heavenly One,

You and I met on a road less traveled, and for a short span of a few years, we experienced a depth to life that was often times indistinguishable from heaven or earth. From somewhere deep in the dreamtime we danced amid the faeries and trees, listening to their stories and sipping their nectar. The trees told us tales and the rocks sang us lullabies. In my dreaming, I sometimes catch you out of the corner of my minds eye watching me, touching my hand and encouraging me to open my heart to life’s awaiting secrets. We danced in the rain and made love under starlight and yet you tell me that my life has not yet begun, the secrets of the universe lie before me. The past has given me clues to the future, encouraging me to remember, reclaim that which has already been earned. Life is reflecting my inner thoughts, I must focus my intention on universal love and forgiveness. 

Beloved Earthly One,

Let the darkness flee before the rising sun and look to the promise of a new earth. Bless those who hate you, forgive those who abuse you. Remember our love for you, you are never alone. Have we not shown you miracles? You are the creator of your own life. Look around and make for yourself the life you wish for. You have the power within you, you have always had this power, do not believe the lies of conspiring children, they are still asleep in a dream. Use your inner sight and see through your heart. You talk of tales and lullabies, you are the architect of these stories. You are the Rocks, you are the Trees. Heaven dances when you dance, the Fairy realms unite with the Elementals to play your music. You see us and recognize our subtle presence even when we mask our true selves. You are us and we are You. You make love to us in all you do and say, creating new life. The universe looks to you to learn from you in all you do. You are a dynamic in a static environment. You amaze us with your abilities to turn darkness into light. There are no secrets, the answers are already in your consciousness. You are all things. The universe awaits your call.

My quest for Truth

My quest for truth these past 20 years has opened many doors and answered many questions. The constant prayer of my heart has been to find and understand the mysteries of life and the universe. I have opened doors sometimes to find horrific and monstrous answers that will be forever engrained in my memories. I have also opened doors that have humbled my soul and given me hope in a future that is far greater than I could have hoped or prayed for ...

To know things as they really are. 

To see and be seen as we truly are. 

To understand why I am here, where I have been, and now, what I am to do ... next. 

This is my quest.

I have been disillusioned with life to the point of asking myself, what is the use of it all? 

I have asked myself, is life over? 

Would I be satisfied with all that I have experienced? Have I discovered life's greatest mystery?

What lie’s ahead, after this life?

I spent the day hiking in Earth’s beauty and nature, exploring, recording, and breathing in the cool crisp air.

While above the canyon walls a tragedy awaited to unfold.

Satisfied with my day and tired from the long walk I headed back home to relax and ponder the days journey, only to discover the power was out.

It was out for several hours and somewhere in the back of my mind I noticed a feeling that was coming closer to the surface of my consciousness. 

A foreboding feeling.

The phone rang and on the other end was a friend who was calling for comfort, reaching out to find some kind of reason for the death of her friends.

A lone plane flying low over the Hogs back portion of Highway 12. 

The area of road that some refuse to drive because of the steep unprotected road with no shoulder or guard rails. Plunging down hundreds of feet on both sides. 

Somehow this plane with two occupants collided with power lines and both men were killed.

Unaware of the instant and unforgiving nature of life’s consequences we move forward in faith, hoping to find answers and knowledge, a purpose for life. 

Never knowing from one instant to the next whether our life will be ended. 

For every action there is an opposite reaction. 

Yin and Yang. 

What we sow, we reap. 

Karma. 

What ever you want to call it. 

Life can be sudden, unpredictable, and final at a moments notice.

Is the knowledge and awareness that I have accumulated in my years upon this earth worth the price I have paid?

Will I find that my quest has been worthwhile?

Each one of us will face countless challenges in our lifetime. We will see and experience life differently than any other person. 

Our perspective will be uniquely suited to those things that we have been exposed to.

Heaven and Hell? 

Good and Evil? 

What is ultimately at the end of our life here?

Am I prepared? 

Are you prepared?

Can I say that this life has been worth the effort and sacrifice? 

All the blood, sweat and tears?

Time will tell ...

I can say that I have discovered that there is far more to this life than we can find in a book, or a classroom, or an office.

I have activated subtle and unused parts of my consciousness that are connected to something outside of myself.

God? 

The universe? 

Nature? 

A connection to the stars?

I have uncovered and begun to develop a parts of myself that I never knew existed or even dreamed about.

There are those who would try to pull me back to old habits and familiar teachings, it is not always easy to let go of the old and move forward into the unknown.

For me? 

It has made all the difference. 

I want to look behind the curtain. 

I want to see for myself how deep the rabbit hole goes. 

This has made my life fuller, richer, and more meaningful.

My path is my path alone.

Each must discover and follow their own path, their own star to discover what lies ahead and what part we may play in each others life.

My words were comforting, distracting, questioning.

I know of myself, but did my friend find the answers to bring peace to her heart? 

I hope so.

Mother Hubbard's Cupboard

Mother Hubbard's cupboard

I decided that soup would be a good meal tonight. I went into the kitchen to find some inspiration. I opened the drawer where I keep the recipe books, there on the top was a recipe for some corn chowder. Yum, sounds good to me.

Lets see, 5 slices of bacon. I don’t have any bacon.

I have some wild caught Alaskan salmon patties. Check

2 medium onions, sliced thin. Check

3 cups of potatoes, diced. Check, my own organic potatoes from my own garden.

3 cups of water. Check

1 Tablespoon of Redmond sea salt. Check

1 Tablespoon of pepper. I don’t use pepper anymore but I have some Basil. Check

1 can of corn, creamed. Don’t have canned corn but I have some frozen corn out of my garden. I’ll have to make my own cream sauce out of 4 Tablespoons of butter and 1/4 cup of flour. Check

1 cup of milk. I don’t use milk but I have some Organic chicken broth. Check

Using a large pot, cook crumbled patties in 1/4 cup olive oil till done.

Remove cooked salmon.

Sauté onions in oil until soft.

Add potatoes with water, broth, salt and Basil.

Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer 15 minutes until potatoes are tender.

Add corn.

Cream butter and flour together and add, stirring until blended. 

Add salmon crumbles and enjoy.

I often cook this way. Some people need a set recipe  to follow, I can take what I have and make a great meal.

When someone asks me for the recipe, I can’t often repeat the same dish in the same way because next time I may have different ingredients in the cupboard.

I thank my mother for teaching me how to cook. She cooked simple meals from basic ingredients. She is a master chef.

Life is much the same for me. I look in my cupboard and decide what I want each day. I check my inventory, see what looks good and make my choices. It is never the same and seldom boring. I can cook up whatever I want. If I want spicy, I add the right ingredients. If I want mellow I add a dash of music with some picture albums and voila’.  

If I want cold cereal, it is there for me to enjoy.

By the way, the Salmon and corn chowder is to die for.

Maybe I should open my own restaurant and call it, Old Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard.

If you hurry over to my house, I still have some left but it is disappearing fast.

Chicken Little

Chicken Little

I remember the story of Chicken Little, Chicken Licken, or Henny Penny. It is a folk tale with a moral. It is about a chicken who believes the world is coming to an end. Versions of this story go back more than 25 hundred years. Walt Disney made an animated version of the tale during world war two.

One of the first accounts is from the Buddhist scriptures known as Daddabha. In this story a disturbed hare is disturbed by a falling fruit who believes that the earth is coming to an end. The hare stirs up the other animals causing a stampede, when the lion investigates he finds the cause of the panic and restores calm.

The version that I remember is about a chick that believes the sky is falling because an acorn falls on his head. He decides to tell the King and on his journey meets other animals which join in the quest. The fox invites them to his lair and there eats them all. The last one, Cocky Lockey survives long enough to warn others about the fox.

Most people take this fable as a warning not to believe everything you hear.

Every day without fail there are cyber discussions about dogs and cats, religion and science, good and evil, and right verses left. 

It is interesting to watch how intense people can get when they talk about things that they favor or oppose.

I have found myself drawn to express my opinions and sometimes I am met with strong opposition.

It is these kinds of differences that make up the world in which we live.

When I see some of the articles that are posted to the net I usually do a little research before passing them along to others. I have found that not everything that you read is true and factual. If it comes with a cute picture or saying it is automatic for many to pass it on. 

I have had to retract some things that I later found were false rumors.

Whenever you bring any subject before a group of people you are going to have a difference of opinion. It is healthy to see different view points, it can lead to discussions that bring the truth into the light.

I often see two kinds of people, the sky is falling people and those who stick their head in the sand people.

I ask myself, what kind of person am I?

I have been on both sides of the debate and seldom are there positive changes for either side.

We have taken for granted that the news we watch is factual and fair. A constant barrage of bad news makes us defensive and suspicious towards others. It is always refreshing when a happy story is aired and people are helped. 

I spent a number of years looking into the historic abuses that have occurred throughout history. There are countless stories of death and destruction, power and corruption, and wars in the name of God. It is the story of the bully who wants to take something that does not belong to him.

There have been many who have been harmed by these bullies and it is time for this to stop.

Before that can happen we need to be educated on the facts.

To take advice simply because a famous or beautiful person said it is foolish. 

To reject something because of a persons background or culture is likewise foolish.

Ultimately after I have gathered all the information, I have to make a judgement that will affect my life.

A balance is what I am striving to achieve. I want to look at all sides of an issue and weigh the evidence, then I make my decision. It is not a forever, set decision, it is one based on the available information at the time. 

I reserve the right to make changes at any time, and I am not afraid to admit that I am wrong.

Having coffee this morning with the chickens, I heard the warning squawk of the rooster. The shadow of a hawk passed over the lawn and the warning sent them running as fast as they could run for safety under the porch. 

We would do well to keep our own watch over the barnyard bullies of this world and send out a warning whenever danger occurs.

Being aware and prepared we can enjoy the goodness of life, giving thanks for the blessings that we have and paying them forward whenever we can.

Who is it that is ultimately responsible

Who is it that is ultimately responsible for the sadness and pain in the world? Is it the misguided, abused child who grows up to become a bully? Is it God for allowing such things to happen? Is it the parents who are so focused on surviving in this competitive world that they neglect their children? Is it the failure of the government? The Churches? I submit that each of us came here voluntarily to experience life in the fullest way possible. We agreed to live in a free will society where each has the opportunity to make decisions that will not only affect ourselves but those around us. We must first set our own house in order before we can help those who are struggling in their own trials. Don't allow the media and the lost souls in this world to dictate how you will live your life. Make a conscious choice to make a positive difference in your life, in your home, and in your community. Don't dwell on the negativity that knocks at your door. You have the choice to create in your life a place of good and positive memories for you and your family. You can create a garden of Eden in your home and life. Pray for those that despitefully use you, pray for your enemies. It is up to us to make a difference. Above all, remember that we choose to come here and we are all responsible.

The messenger

The messenger

Last night I was watching the X files on TV, I missed the series when it came out in the 90’s so I have been watching it on Netflix. I hate the commercials on regular Television and this medium allows me to watch the programs uninterupted. After watching several episodes I decided to turn it off and go for a walk. It is cold this time of year so I put on 3 layers of coats to make sure I would be warm enough.

When I walked out the back door I saw my chickens running and squawking in distress. Chickens do not wander around after dark, they like to feel secure in their coop and roost. Each of my chickens has a pecking order, the older ones being dominant over the younger ones. My small banties being at the top of the order, pull the feathers of the larger chickens when they want them out of the way.

Last night there was no order, it was chicken pandemonium.

During the winter months I have a light inside their chicken house to keep them laying through the winter. This year I put up Christmas lights around the outside of their coop which makes it even lighter.

I talked to a commercial egg producer who told me they need about 18 hours of light a day to keep them laying. I keep a timer on the lights to give them darkness for the other 6 hours.

Running to their chicken house I looked inside. The little banties were under the coop, in an area where I keep chicks to protect them. Several of the larger chickens were crowded in one of the laying boxes with a look of terror on their faces. Standing at the end of the little coop was a great horned owl. When I looked in I was only a few feet from those great huge eyes. It stood 18 inches tall and towered over the smaller chickens. This owl is the most ferocious and the most successful predator in the owl family. It will not hesitate to take whatever prey presents itself. Most birds of prey are in awe of its formidable talons and strong beak.

I have a respect for all animals, I have done all I could to live in peace with nature. I have declared my home and property a no fly zone, a kind of peaceful sanctuary for any who come here. 

There have been several animals who have come here over the years with the intention of killing my livestock. I finally had to buy a shotgun to protect them. In our little community, the law requires us to use a shotgun in city limits to protect livestock.

Last night I had to use it. 

My neighbor lost 6 or 8 chickens this fall when an owl came into her yard and killed her chickens. This owl had an odd behavior of taking the chickens heads but leaving the bodies. This left us puzzling over the deaths.

I believe that animals are messengers. 

In the book, Animal Speaks by Ted Andrews, he gives the metaphysical, spiritual and religious symbolism of many of the animals.

Owls in particular, have a long and varied message. In using this book, it has been helpful for me to discover the message that each of these creatures has for me.

There is usually one meaning that stands out above the rest.

Owls have been my messengers for many years. 

Last night the message I received, cost this owl his life.

“One who works with owl medicine will be able to see and hear what others try to hide. You will hear what is not being said, and you will see what is hidden or in the shadows. You can detect and pinpoint the subtleties. This can make others uncomfortable because they will not be able to deceive you about their motives or actions.”

“New vision opening to you.”

“One example (balancing the male and female) is using owl and hawk feathers together as part of a dream bundle to help stimulate lucid dreaming. For example, a red-tailed hawk feather tied between two great horned owl feathers and hung over the bed may help you assert your will over the dream state. This can be used to develop astral projection or just for conscious control of the dream scenario during sleep.”

I will give the owl to my neighbor who will study it and use it for research. 

I will use the feathers to make myself a dream bundle. I will continue to hone my gift of clairvoyance, and I will repair my little chicken house and paint over the damage from the shotgun. 

The chickens are traumatized and will keep close to each other and the safe parts of their territory. They will adjust and in a few days will be back to normal.

I will take the message, incorporate it, and learn how I can make my life more meaningful, more insightful. 

I will mourn the loss of this magnificent bird of prey, but at the same time, I give my gratitude to him for being a messenger of wisdom.