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HEALING MERMAID NECKLACE


A Health Crisis Is A Spiritual Crisis

ORMUS Healing Energy Crystal

Included Quartz Arrives From ForetTwo Gemstones

I had a Health Crisis that I was aware of but because it wasn’t mine I thought about it but I didn’t push because I was polite, I didn’t want to intrude.  When the call came it was a shock but accepted  because we knew the other shoe had dropped.   I was embroiled in Prayer for 28 days before the news came of a miraculous healing for Casey.  I held White Light, always, and employed the Holy Ghost as guide to lead me to the information that would bring Casey to a full recovery that they said would never happen.  They always say it will never happen.  It is always like that before they are proven wrong.  Miracles always surprises doctors.

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Joy Negotiates Between Two Mountains

I never posted this story.  This is a time jump four months later.   The story after, Casey had a miracle return to life.  He is back to work with most of his activity returned to him.  I prayed for it but it is amazing it really happened.  I am hoping for a return to the days of miracles.  I long for the Renaissance to Begin.  Right now I’m grateful for a place to commune and reflect.  I can be of most good doing what I love most.  It is enough to be an Army of one.  There are like-minded people everywhere you look .

Thanks for being here

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kathleen

(e)WETCLOUD dude 🙂

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A thought about Nothing


I was just wondering if I could catch the thread of thought that comes from Nothingness.

Full Moon Rising

Why does the thought of nothingness upset the conscious mind? The subconscious mind seems OK with it. Where dreams speak in pictures the day speaks in touch, smell, taste and emotion. In my dreams I fly in the morning I miss flying.  A dream of extraordinary clarity caused a feeling I couldn’t shake. This morning I knew I could fly. No drugs, no caffeine just the knowing if I jogged a couple of steps , lifted my arms in the air, I would just zoom into the sky. I knew I was caught in the time thread of Nothingness. Oh!  No one is watching. Freedom in the morning is anonymity. I knew it was a feeling left over from a dream but if I try it no one will think it strange. No one is watching. So I Tried It.  A couple of steps I raised my arms and nothing. Morning is a powerful antidote. Gravity a cruel school teacher.

The Obscure Becomes Clear

A thought: What did it feel like living in the time (moments?)  just before the Renaissance started? Fair to say it would have been a day like any day?  A drop of water in the morning glow into a crystal bowl of water, disappears.  Into water.  Water is a picture of dimensional thought. When it starts I don’t know. When I became aware of it happening I started to pay attention. When my attention is fixed my intentions are set. Then the morning of the 1st day of the Renaissance has begun. The Renaissance in Me.

Deep Calls To Deep

I long to own originals. Prints are art too.   Tugged. Pulled. Toward possessing the real. Holding the real-ness that time will not end. Time is a stepping into. A place of beginning. I am just beginning to see the energy of dark-light. See the light.  Feel the dark. Such a comfort. The Knowing. My connection with unspeaking-ness is safe if I don’t speak it out loud. I can write about it but the connection breaks with the spoken word.

Staring At the Full Moon

It must have been a monumental thing for God to muster the force to Speak a word. Powerful. The Unspoken Spoke. Tore a hole in this universe. I think I see the out line of the hole when I look at the moon. Now I feel a tugging like one night while staring at the Silver ORB I will be enfolded in a cloud that will lift me to the place of flying in the morning.

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Flying In The Morning

you.  I am here

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Thank you for being here

Kathleen