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DEEPLY AWAKE - THIS IS GETTING FUN

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DEEPLY AWAKE – THIS IS GETTING FUN

 

I have had diarrhea of the pen the last few times I have written. This, of course, is a symptom of obfuscation, borne of the twin mothers of denial and ambivalence.

 

About a year ago, trying to figure out why I kept hitting dead ends professionally, I went to my psychic, Norma, who said, quite simply, “You don't have enough because you do not believe yourself to be enough, yet. Solve this, and you will have all you need, and much more.”

 

This is a central theme in so many of the lives who touch mine. To be frank, I think the degree to which someone displays what are called “egoic” or “negative” behaviors is the degree to which one's refusal to love self, and by extension, other, is poking through. It's certainly been true of me.

 

Projection is something I have been really contemplating lately. What stuff is mine, and what is yours? That has always been a keen question on my lips when trying to make friends, and peace, lately.

 

The question comes up, what happens when you are interacting with someone and the interaction is just awful? There is too much indirectness, too much obfuscation, and there is a slidy, weird feeling to it? What then?

 

13:20 Calendar (12.30.12): THE SUN IS RAINING A SWEET SONG! RAwwwrrrrr! ;)

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13:20 Calendar (12.30.12): THE SUN IS RAINING A SWEET SONG! RAwwwrrrrr! ;)



ART: “Let the sun rain down on me” by ~chymarariot, http://chymarariot.deviantart.com/

MUSIC: “Lige Curry meets MixTailes - Year of The ONE”, http://tiny.cc/g3r5pw
“Making Music IN THE SUN!”

“Come On, People! Raise the Vibration!”

EARTHSTAR PEACE CALENDAR:
♥ 11:11 MAKA WICAHPI WICOHAN (Word of Love, The Way of the EarthStar, Universal & Spiritual Laws of Creator):
DAY: DOWAN WASTE SWEET SONG, Atones Self to Celestial World, in the UNIVERSAL LAW OF LIGHT, SOUND & VIBRATION, Sun, Manitou Day, Violet Crown Star, Essence of Freedom, “We would suggest that those musics which resonate sweetly with your heart, daily bathe in them. Do let that Song of Purity sing forth. Allow the creativity of your soul to sing the notes of Celestial Dance and Song.” Code for the Day: http://tiny.cc/vtq5pw

Angels in the Convalescent Home

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As I was visiting with Grandmother at the dining table, and she was commenting on how beautiful the table setting was, I saw an angel bowing its head in the way angels do when they are moved by a kindness.

Seeing the angel made me recall that angels, once invited, can maintain a vortex of Light over an institution. I took the love energy that was spiraling with joy from my grandmother's and my delight to being together, and I bent it out and into the center of the dining room.

I concentrated on it for a few minutes. Then I felt the energy 'relax' as it was sign that the angels had 'taken over' the Vortex and I could 'let go'.

I looked and encircling the fifteen round tables, with the residents wearing their terry cloth bibs, slumping in their wheel chairs, and even being assisted by the servers to eat, were eighteen tall angels with even taller wings. They wore ivory-beige, had wings, and were as tall as the Christmas Tree in the large room. I noticed pillars of white light going through their heads and bodies into the earth and up to the sky. Each pillar was about ten inches in diameter.

One of them nodded at me, waved a brief hello of acknowledgement, and then they went away.

You might want to ask the angels to assist and be present whenever you are in a large institution. Many of them, such as airports and shopping malls, are built on sites that are actual Ley Lines of Gaia, ancient rivers of electromagnetic power that are her Life Source. They were built that way on purpose by people who are described in Cobra's Little Red Pill, the Dark Hats, Illuminati, and the Cabal.
Angels can release it, but only if you invite them by use of your Free Will.

To Gaia, these institutions on her Ley lines feels like a tourniquet that has been left on her arm for too long (like when they draw blood tests). Will you help release the energy ties that restrict the flow of Life Forces through Her?

 

It's The Little Things

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This is reposted from a new blogger. Her wanting a sign of comfort from her mother, who has been deceased twenty-eight years, resonates with me, as she too is a medium...

 

As a medium, I urge my clients to "Look for the signs" of your loved ones in Spirit, because they are always around you.  The most common signs are of course white feathers.  pennies or coins, 
a certain bird, animal or insect (butterflies and dragonflies are favorites) and perhaps even something more recognizable like a favorite song that suddenly comes on in a restaurant.


My first blog "White Feather of Love" that you can find here on my website was about my mom and the big white feathers that she sent me for years following her passing.  
I don't seem to get much of anything from her anymore lately, and that's partly due to the fact that it's been 28 years now since her passing.  I know as a medium that the longer a soul is on the other side, the less frequently their signs show up.  This is because they have evolved and moved onwards and upwards in their own journey on the other side.  They have plenty to do over there to continue to grow as a soul if they choose.  Sometimes, they will also spend some time with someone else in the family who is struggling if you yourself are doing well.

Heart Song December 30th 2012

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The Heart Song for December 30th 2012 is

Broken Wings by Mister Mister

 

 

Baby, don't understand
Why we can't just hold on to each other's hands?
This time might be the last if fear unless
I make it all too clear I need you so, ohh

Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in
Take these broken wings


Baby, I think tonight
We can take what was wrong and make it right
Baby, it's all I know that you're half of the flesh
And blood that makes me whole, I need you so.


So take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net -]
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in
Yeah, yeah

Let us in
Let us in

Baby, it's all I know that you're half of the flesh
And blood that makes me whole
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free
And when we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in

Take these broken wings
You got to learn to fly, learn to live and love so free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up for us and let us in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh

 

Love Nageeta

 

Hawaiian Healing Talk Story <3

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There was a patient, an old Hawaiian woman, who had been seeing her Doctor in Honolulu for some time with no success. No matter what he prescribed, she still had the same pain in her head and in her throat. Exasperated, he looked at her chart, looked at her and said,  'There is nothing more that I can do for you. You are Kanaka sick. Go and have Kanaka medicine for your illness.'

She was elated! Her Western physician was telling her it was OKAY to seek traditional, old Hawaiian healing! She went home right away, told her family, lay in bed, and waited for the Cousin, the kahuna to arrive.

He came, took his time, stopping to bathe and to dress in his pure white kahuna priests' robe. He sat cross legged on a mat in the center of the room, and commanded, 'Auntie, tell me your troubles.'

She poured out a story of how she had a quarrel with her only son  more than a month ago. She hadn't meant it, but in anger he left home. The evil which began with the quarrel had about driven her mad with pains in her head and the strangling sensation in her throat. Her headstrong son had gone to sea as a common sailor after their quarrel. Since he left in anger, the pains had grown worse and worse and with them had come a premonition that son would be drowned at sea and she would never be able to tell him how she regretted those hard words.

The whole sad story was told. Auntie cried, everyone in the room cried.

With the voice of authority, cousin finally said, 'Auntie, you have allowed a great evil to take hold. We will ask the gods to help. If they are willing, we will drive this evil from you.' Each person in the room was given a task. Papa must go to bring back five mullet fresh from the water. Another to bring fresh ti leaves, another taro, another...brandy, awa root, salt, an egg, seawater, and driftwood from the beach. 

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