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Lionhawk
19th August 2015, 16:50
Good afternoon Sisters and Brothers!

Where do I start?

First off let me express my thanks to Bill, for without his efforts, none of this would be happening. He is a most gracious beautiful soul who I am honored to be in company with. We so often take for granted the ones we love the most, simply because we are part of them and they are part of us. It's that connection that binds us as one and the awareness of it that can make all the difference in how we shine our light. And despite my silence the last 5 years, my connection to Bill was never disconnected. Besides, he has my hat. But I know he takes good care of it. :bigsmile: Thank-you Bill and if there is anything I can do to be in service, just ask.

Secondly I would love to express my thanks to my twin flame. She totally completes me. She changed my priorities in such a wonderful way and that has kept me busy for the last 5 years. Last night I asked for her blessing as to coming out of retirement.

I would also love to thank all the Sisters and Brothers who I have been honored to serve along side with. We have done some GREAT work together. Some of you are here and it is with hope we can put more logs on the fire and do greater things together.

I'm going to keep this short and sweet so we can go forward in the days to come. I tried to write this in the new members section but apparently I am an antique as far as a member goes. This thread may not be in the appropriate place but I didn't know where else to do this.

The fire is started so grab a log as I have plenty.

Namaste'

Lost N Found
19th August 2015, 21:48
Good afternoon lionhawk, welcome back from wherever, you have been gone. I look forward to throwing logs on the fire with you.

Love and Light
Lost N Found

Fanna
19th August 2015, 22:03
Welcome back to the bonfire. Let there be flames ♥

Shadowself
20th August 2015, 06:03
I'll put a log on that fire. I remember Lionhawk's first post at Project Avalon.

Re: Namaste - meaning what exactly?

http://projectavalon.net/forum/showpost.php?p=171855&postcount=4

HE also plays a small roll in the Wes Penre Papers which I recently brought to his attention. Perhaps this is why he came out of retirement? Don't know but I look forward to hearing more now that he has returned.

Namaste Lionhawk

Lionhawk
20th August 2015, 06:31
After a short review of this forum today, I have to say I am impressed with how it has matured. There is so much here and it will take me some time to cover it. Call me rusty. Plenty of new faces too.

One of the things that caught my attention, was how the darkside has targeted some folks who have been in the trenches trying to bring awareness to our human family. It's no joke! Some survive and many don't. I don't know if there is a book written about this subject or not but there should be. I would also think that it wouldn't be that difficult to do as there is a lot of documentation available. I know a thread could be an alternative but that would have to be given some thought for the sake of security. In other words, I wouldn't want this forum to be targeted even more by those exercising this negative behavior.

It is also another reason why I have a great respect for Bill, with your permission, to state the fact that Bill is in the trenches as well. We know who is in the trenches since we see each other in those trenches. Being in the trenches means you are doing your part because let's face the fact that we are in a war. We have been for a very long time.

The war also has a name. It is called the Orion War. Point of fact is that the war never ended. We are in the last days of it however. That's the good news. Some of you can easily relate to it from a Star Wars filter, since the movie is a memory reflection of it. Many of us fought in that War and the evidence of that fact is found through the Laws of Attraction. Where our soul recognized our roles in the movie.

As of last week I have finally figured out the why of the matter. Why Orion? Alex Collier was correct when he said, "They were dumped here!" He was speaking of the Reptilians. He then shared with us from that time forward. The question as to why was never pursued.

But getting back to a more immediate concern is the targeting and what can we do to curtail this behavior. Part of the problem is that many of us have been lone wolves sort to speak. We often find ourselves all alone doing the work. We have a bad day energetically and surprise, we find ourselves being attacked. The attackers have many options and have networked those options to acquire their sinister goals. Typically it depends on how much of a threat you are. If you discover that you are on a kill list then consider yourself a high priority target.

Any thoughts? Time to put a log on the fire......:thumbsup:

Fanna
20th August 2015, 17:14
There are many who are not part of any hit list, Orion or otherwise. Unseen or looked over, these invisibles play a large roll in any drama this vast. We have long transitioned away from being simply Me. Cry for help, as Rumi says, and the milk of the mother will flow.

Eric J (Viking)
20th August 2015, 18:31
Well well well Mr Lion ... its a small world!...nice to see you around again...I enjoyed your wisdom and connection...speak soon.

viking

Elainie
20th August 2015, 18:35
Another happy face to see you again! Welcome back!

AlaBil
20th August 2015, 19:16
I'll put a log on that fire. I remember Lionhawk's first post at Project Avalon.

Re: Namaste - meaning what exactly?

http://projectavalon.net/forum/showpost.php?p=171855&postcount=4

HE also plays a small roll in the Wes Penre Papers which I recently brought to his attention. Perhaps this is why he came out of retirement? Don't know but I look forward to hearing more now that he has returned.

Namaste Lionhawk

Thanks for the reference to Lionhawk's first post. A good read and something I did not know.

Lionhawk
20th August 2015, 21:52
VIKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:bigsmile:HEY!!!!!!! Cool beans! Big hand/arm shake and a hug! How are you Brother?
A cool surprise! I checked out your thread. You are on track as always. Maybe before your time. Or mine hahahahaha!

The world has expanded. Just don't tell anybody, :ROFL:

I really needed to detach for awhile. Things have changed of course and although I had quit the forum circuit, I continued my work and got some good things done. Long story really.

So what is new with you? I'm all ears and no hair now so fire away!

Star Tsar
20th August 2015, 22:00
he has my hat.

I must know more of this pressing matter!
:ROFL:http://projectavalon.net/forum4/images/smilies/0601a%20ROFL.gifhttp://projectavalon.net/forum4/images/smilies/0601a%20ROFL.gif

Lionhawk
20th August 2015, 22:07
Ah! Dear Sister,

Another nice surprise! :bigsmile: I saw one of your posts earlier today. You are still so well grounded that folks should pay you for just appearing in their space. I'm proud of you!

Now I feel guilty for being gone for so long. But I didn't waste the time. I made it count for something. :Angel:

I also heard something about you recently. Informants are everywhere.:ROFL: DO you enjoy it? It's a lot of stuff.

A special hug just for you.........;)

Lionhawk
20th August 2015, 22:38
Hey SUN Brother,

Have you ever been there? It is not what we have been told by the Establishment! :sun:

Sol is his name. He has a voice. A voice with a knowingness. When I went there, I was greeted by 3 female beings. They were really hot. They had to be because they were in flames. They escorted me to a place near the surface where there was plenty of light. He then spoke. He was even excited as it seemed that he has had little to no verbal contact with humans.

All I can say is that I haven't been the same since. Now when I look up at Sol, I see someone. :thumbsup:

I like your page! :thumbsup:

Here's a gift.

30884

Star Tsar
21st August 2015, 18:53
:)

Not as yet Lionhawk I do have distant future plans though!
Thanks for my visual gift & share I love/d both equally.
Welcome back Home.

:bearhug:

Eric J (Viking)
21st August 2015, 19:04
VIKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:bigsmile:HEY!!!!!!! Cool beans! Big hand/arm shake and a hug! How are you Brother?
A cool surprise! I checked out your thread. You are on track as always. Maybe before your time. Or mine hahahahaha!

The world has expanded. Just don't tell anybody, :ROFL:

I really needed to detach for awhile. Things have changed of course and although I had quit the forum circuit, I continued my work and got some good things done. Long story really.

So what is new with you? I'm all ears and no hair now so fire away!

Ahhh ...... thank you Mr Lion ...and *hugs* to you as well....

Yes I detached as well for a good few months and I dont do much posting although I pop in most days to see whats what..suppose to see if I am missing anything ...ha ha ...you can become embroiled too much with the awakening at first and as long as you know how to control your reality externally then you should be ok...suppose Avalon will always be my first port of call to see what new on the horizon, lots going on at the moment with lots of info about September. What are your thoughts next month Mr Lion ...? financial collapse? .. disclosure...reset? time will tell that's for sure.. ;-)

Anyway glad all is ok with you...all fine with me.

Bye for now

viking

Lionhawk
22nd August 2015, 13:40
Viking,

Much thought has gone into what you have inquired as to September. I have had my own personal visions as well. I can't say that the telling of the future is a 100% strong suite for anybody. Even Nostradamus had his bad days. But I do have my own perspective and I call it the "Field of Potential."

It is a field of thoughts, ideas, possibilities, etc. to where these principles have a possible potential outcome of manifestation. The field is charged electrically, to where there is a state of animation taking place. It has a border surrounding it and a frequency which is a fluxing frequency created by the charged principles in the field. This frequency may change in speed pending on where the charged principles may be gathering. The field has a set of parameters, the Laws of Attraction being one of them I'm trying to keep it simple so you get the idea.

I'm skipping a lot of stuff here. September seems to be a major convergence of all kinds of principles unlike we have seen before. In 2012 we all saw the Mayan calendar end, the 11:11 gate that opened on January 11, 1992, close in 2012. The World was supposed to end and many lived in fear, even the major governments. So now we have biblical, financial, a comet, Jade-Helm, the Elite with all of their diabolical mechanisms, severe weather, the on going Fukushima, and whatever else seemly to end the World once more. And let us not forget our little friend J-Rod who said there will be a major extinction level event driving some folks below ground, wiping out the surface.

In June of 1987, I was attending ITT in Salt Lake City, Utah. One night in an electronic theory class, the instructor, Ray, and I got into a debate over the properties of an electron. In the debate I came up with a positive electron. Of course I was laughed at by my piers and ITT staff. That was 28 years ago. As it turns out my "positive electron" is called a positron and was recently discovered by the scientific community being emitted by the Sun. As in very recent. And you ask what does this have to do with anything? It has everything to do with density.
With an electron the directional travel of itself causes the effect of density. The opposite effect occurs with positrons. So the density becomes lighter. Matter and antimatter. My opinion is that the Powers That Were knew this and had influenced this effect with their technology that kept the electron compressing the mass to create density. Also, there has been a major effort to remove the Darkside from our Solar system along with their technologies. According to my sources, the Solar system is now clear of such influences and the technologies are being systematically removed. There is still a dark contingent on the Planet but it is a rag tag group and they are slowly being removed as these dark ones become exposed. The dark ones had technology on the Sun and the evidence or proof of it being removed from the Sun is now the detection of the Positron.

As it also turns out the Positron was actually discovered around 1922. But I had no previous knowledge of that when I was going through the motions of my 2 year degree. So....

So the pendulum is now going the other way. It has been a work in progress. Actually like a juggernaut. It all started when Gaia sent out her distress call back around 1940. Dec. 3, 2005 was also another pinnacle date that really leveled out the playing field. Much has happened ever since where things that were hidden are being brought to the surface and exposed.

Many have answered Gaia's call for help. Our little Universe has millions of species in it. Of all shapes and formats. It is mind blowing as to the diversity of this fact.

Getting back to September, I say bring it on! These are exciting times and since the pendulum is now going the other way, and we have front row seats, I would like to see how we come out of this. I also would like to go home and have a long sleep. It has been one long journey.

So the best advice I can offer is to connect to source and know thy self! How you do it is all up to you. We are Divine sparks of Mother/Father God and there is a measurement as to your own luminosity. If that percentage is above 51% you will probably experience some form of the ascension process. If you are below that threshold you will be locked in that karmic wheel until you learn better. The grace of the Universe will always allow one to improve on soul growth. Even the darkest of souls.

If we do experience a cleansing of the planet by whatever principle, such as a comet, then so be it. Many will perish, but the truth is we are eternal, so why fear it? I've heard that it could all be prevented. Depends on that field of potential. So enjoy the one you're with and don't get struck on the flypaper named "fear.":bigsmile:

Eric J (Viking)
22nd August 2015, 19:24
Viking,

Much thought has gone into what you have inquired as to September. I have had my own personal visions as well. I can't say that the telling of the future is a 100% strong suite for anybody. Even Nostradamus had his bad days. But I do have my own perspective and I call it the "Field of Potential."

It is a field of thoughts, ideas, possibilities, etc. to where these principles have a possible potential outcome of manifestation. The field is charged electrically, to where there is a state of animation taking place. It has a border surrounding it and a frequency which is a fluxing frequency created by the charged principles in the field. This frequency may change in speed pending on where the charged principles may be gathering. The field has a set of parameters, the Laws of Attraction being one of them I'm trying to keep it simple so you get the idea.

I'm skipping a lot of stuff here. September seems to be a major convergence of all kinds of principles unlike we have seen before. In 2012 we all saw the Mayan calendar end, the 11:11 gate that opened on January 11, 1992, close in 2012. The World was supposed to end and many lived in fear, even the major governments. So now we have biblical, financial, a comet, Jade-Helm, the Elite with all of their diabolical mechanisms, severe weather, the on going Fukushima, and whatever else seemly to end the World once more. And let us not forget our little friend J-Rod who said there will be a major extinction level event driving some folks below ground, wiping out the surface.

In June of 1987, I was attending ITT in Salt Lake City, Utah. One night in an electronic theory class, the instructor, Ray, and I got into a debate over the properties of an electron. In the debate I came up with a positive electron. Of course I was laughed at by my piers and ITT staff. That was 28 years ago. As it turns out my "positive electron" is called a positron and was recently discovered by the scientific community being emitted by the Sun. As in very recent. And you ask what does this have to do with anything? It has everything to do with density.
With an electron the directional travel of itself causes the effect of density. The opposite effect occurs with positrons. So the density becomes lighter. Matter and antimatter. My opinion is that the Powers That Were knew this and had influenced this effect with their technology that kept the electron compressing the mass to create density. Also, there has been a major effort to remove the Darkside from our Solar system along with their technologies. According to my sources, the Solar system is now clear of such influences and the technologies are being systematically removed. There is still a dark contingent on the Planet but it is a rag tag group and they are slowly being removed as these dark ones become exposed. The dark ones had technology on the Sun and the evidence or proof of it being removed from the Sun is now the detection of the Positron.

As it also turns out the Positron was actually discovered around 1922. But I had no previous knowledge of that when I was going through the motions of my 2 year degree. So....

So the pendulum is now going the other way. It has been a work in progress. Actually like a juggernaut. It all started when Gaia sent out her distress call back around 1940. Dec. 3, 2005 was also another pinnacle date that really leveled out the playing field. Much has happened ever since where things that were hidden are being brought to the surface and exposed.

Many have answered Gaia's call for help. Our little Universe has millions of species in it. Of all shapes and formats. It is mind blowing as to the diversity of this fact.

Getting back to September, I say bring it on! These are exciting times and since the pendulum is now going the other way, and we have front row seats, I would like to see how we come out of this. I also would like to go home and have a long sleep. It has been one long journey.

So the best advice I can offer is to connect to source and know thy self! How you do it is all up to you. We are Divine sparks of Mother/Father God and there is a measurement as to your own luminosity. If that percentage is above 51% you will probably experience some form of the ascension process. If you are below that threshold you will be locked in that karmic wheel until you learn better. The grace of the Universe will always allow one to improve on soul growth. Even the darkest of souls.

If we do experience a cleansing of the planet by whatever principle, such as a comet, then so be it. Many will perish, but the truth is we are eternal, so why fear it? I've heard that it could all be prevented. Depends on that field of potential. So enjoy the one you're with and don't get struck on the flypaper named "fear.":bigsmile:

Thanks Mr Lion...Yes I agree we can choose our own path with our mind set...and also I say bring it on too...well said and I cannot match your eloquence with your description of what is coming ... my arms are open to my future. I appreciate your time and input here.

Lion ... keep purring you are on form. Thank you.

Viking

Lionhawk
24th August 2015, 01:52
Thanks Viking!

I can see you have a healthy spiritual attitude, as always. It's refreshing, cause so many are focused on the bad news. 5 years ago, what looked like bad news were basically transitions in motion and many found themselves shedding the old so they could make room for the new. Some of those transitions were painful and I think we all had our share of experiences regarding those times.

But it was worth it! What came out of the storm I went through was my Twin Flame. It would seem that everything that I thought was important wasn't important enough. Everything got turned upside down. I lost my business, immediate family relations went to hell, friendships, etc. In other words, everything had to be cleared out of the way to make room for her. I also became very bitter at those who just flat out betrayed me and it has been challenging to clear those balls and chains away. I look back now and can't believe I was that gullible because my heart was in the right place. But in the now, I am in a very different place and I now celebrate my life with the one I'm with.

We met on the Project Avalon forum and I never did get to thank Bill and Kerry for that, so Bill, if you are listening, a big gracious thank-you! It is one hell of a story! For without your forum we probably would not have met. She just asked me what am I writing about and I told her I was writing about you {her}. She says, no your not! hahahaha {just for you babe}

Anyways, I guess I never gave a purpose to this thread. I would like to hear others put a log on the fire and tell us how they have transitioned to this point. Tell us about your path and maybe tell us a story about an experience or whatever that may help others to compare with. Have a say in the matter. Also keep in mind that there is a gathering happening right now and at this forum, so please tell us something with meat and potatoes in it instead of just opinions. We have plenty of opinions already. This thread isn't just about me. It is also about you. When you gather at a camp fire, you tell short stories.

LET THE TELLING BEGIN! :p

Shadowself
24th August 2015, 14:17
I'll add a log to your fire Lionhawk

http://i58.tinypic.com/2dkkgpj.jpg

I think I've made leaps and bounds in my ability to use intuition and resolve previously unknown facts regarding my personal past and issues that have led me to this point.

As a child I always knew something was not quite right but I didn't know where to look or what I would find. When I did it seemed to all make so much sense in the end. First I had to open my eyes to what exactly was going on and would never have fathomed it unless I searched all avenues of the sort that is presented on Project Avalon. I had no concept these things existed. When I realized they did it all made sense. It fit like a glove.

So much so that sometime last year I found some letters and documents that coincided with it and I was astounded. These things really do happen and I was in the thick of it.

Growing up my mother tried her best to protect me from it but she also prepared me for it if that makes sense. She also was a pillar of strength and taught me to be that same kind of strong. Because this world is not always a pretty place. She taught me to search for the beauty in life and live accordingly.

That being said I do search for the beauty in life. But I'm not naive anymore and am bound to resolve somehow that side that would tarnish such things that many take for granted. The majority don't see or recognize that would wound the essence of the soul for no apparent reason other than pure selfish reasons.

On that note I'll share a tract from The Six Enneads, By Plotinus a Greek philosopher Written 250 A.C.E.

ON THE ESSENCE OF THE SOUL

1. In the Intellectual Kosmos dwells Authentic Essence, with the Intellectual-Principle [Divine Mind] as the noblest of its content, but containing also souls, since every soul in this lower sphere has come thence: that is the world of unembodied spirits while to our world belong those that have entered body and undergone bodily division.

There the Intellectual-Principle is a concentrated all- nothing of it distinguished or divided- and in that kosmos of unity all souls are concentrated also, with no spatial discrimination.

But there is a difference:
The Intellectual-Principle is for ever repugnant to distinction and to partition. Soul, there without distinction and partition, has yet a nature lending itself to divisional existence: its division is secession, entry into body.

In view of this seceding and the ensuing partition we may legitimately speak of it as a partible thing.

But if so, how can it still be described as indivisible?
In that the secession is not of the soul entire; something of it holds its ground, that in it which recoils from separate existence.

The entity, therefore, described as "consisting of the undivided soul and of the soul divided among bodies," contains a soul which is at once above and below, attached to the Supreme and yet reaching down to this sphere, like a radius from a center.

Thus it is that, entering this realm, it possesses still the vision inherent to that superior phase in virtue of which it unchangingly maintains its integral nature. Even here it is not exclusively the partible soul: it is still the impartible as well: what in it knows partition is parted without partibility; undivided as giving itself to the entire body, a whole to a whole, it is divided as being effective in every part.

For anyone not familiar with the six enneads here they are:

http://classics.mit.edu/Plotinus/enneads.html

Starting here with the first:

http://classics.mit.edu/Plotinus/enneads.1.first.html

That has been my transition Lionhawk...from a place of uncertainty to a place of knowing.

Enjoyed the fire Mr. Lionhawk as always

Selkie
24th August 2015, 14:21
I am fairly new here, Lionhawk, but welcome back to PA :)

Lionhawk
24th August 2015, 16:12
Dear Shadowself,

I hope you know that the log that you put on the fire was a tree. :p But impressive just the same and if you don't mind I will attempt to trim this tree just a little bit so we can make some logs out of it. :bigsmile:

First off, WELL DONE! Your transition that is. You took a piece of second hand information and proved it out into the first hand for yourself. That piece of information resonated with you, connected or plugged you in to an inner understanding of your unique self. That is why everyone has their own way of getting there. And that transition led to your transformation of self. Where your self remembered. Almost like a rebirth of the soul because now the soul can step out from what divided itself from this dense reality. You are now awake with full access to your soul life, and the walls of separation that have partitioned your soul life have melted away to where you see yourself in your Divine glory as having one soul life. You know you have done this when you remember your first waking moment of soul birth, when you realize, "I AM!" I am most honored to hear of your transition. It is truly the Holy Grail we find ourselves seeking. And that will also anchor to this Planet and spread like a wonderful cold and here you are right under the radar at this forum. WoW! :bigsmile:

It was very early when I read your post and I thought I would have to be juggling chainsaws to wrap my head around a paper done way back in the day. Imagine my surprise to be reading something very old with the intelligence to deliver such a profound subject in the first place.

I can only handle one tree a day so go easy on me and in the meantime, you have brought music to our camp fire and enough wood to be stocked up for awhile. What more could I ask for?

Shadowself, I now see you and I love you!:Angel:

Shadowself
24th August 2015, 16:43
Love you too Mr Lionhawk!

I remember thinking a long time ago reading your posts, I'd never met anybody so grounded! Argh! If only...

I'm not sure I left music to your campfire. It was sort of heavy....but here is some music for your campfire.

With knowing comes freedom...

1ntcMjYL7hc

Aspen
24th August 2015, 17:19
Welcome, thank you for the explanation on Namaste. I enjoyed it very much.

slight bow and Namaste to you!

Lionhawk
24th August 2015, 17:32
Selkie,

No worries as I don't discriminate if you are new or an antique like me. Which reminds me of a true story that happened in 2003. Should I share it? Hey, why not? ;)

It isn't everyday that you wake up and discover a wolf chained up in your front yard. She was beautiful and why she was there in my yard in the first place was a little puzzling. As it turns out, it was where she wanted to be according to her guardian. He was hoping I didn't mind. I didn't. hahhaha. I was living in a camp ground and had an old Holiday Camper. Well as it turns out the campground was sponsoring a PoW WoW. It was a festive event with drum dancing and the selling of Native American wares. It was one cooool event. As the Pow Wow came to a close on Saturday night, I had been talking to a vendor there who was of the Cherokee Tribe. We were friends and so we continued to talk as she closed down her tent store. We drifted to the back and there was a campfire there. So she put a few logs on the fire. At first it was her and I. We had shifted gears and started talking about Gaia. As the conversation went, others started to gather. Then a stranger thing happened. Everyone stopped talking. I spoke for about 2 hours and as it progressed more folks gathered around in silence. They were all Cherokee in their native dress. When it was over, we all retired for the evening. The next morning, I awoke and greeted the wolf in my yard. As I was talking with her, I started to receive visitors bearing Native American gifts. Of course this caught me by surprise. To this day, I know I had been blessed on that day. Native Americans have very tight circles and for me to have stepped in that circle and be part of something much greater than myself was an awesome humbling experience that I will never forget. The wolf said, "They needed to hear from you."

So, you do not need a special invite from me to speak. I like to keep things simple, so I will just say to you, SPEAK. We need to hear from you! :thumbsup:

Lionhawk
24th August 2015, 17:41
As I posted my post to Selkie, I did not know a wolf had shown up. Greetings Aspen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Go figure.

Namaste'

Daughter of Time
24th August 2015, 17:42
Pleased to meet you, lionhawk!

I feel there is much I could reply to some of your posts, but at the moment, I find myself heavy-hearted and rather speechless.

I will sit around your bonfire time and again, and eventually, I will contribute logs which at this point in time seem to be out of my reach.

Love and blessings,

Daughter of Time

Lionhawk
24th August 2015, 18:37
Dear Daughter of Time, and Everyone else,

Here is probably my most favorite of songs, no matter what you are doing or where you are at, I sing this song to you with the hope it adds to your day in a Divine way. Please take it in to your heart and let it heal you.

From the Family of An,
Lionhawk

Namaste'



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHJhggUjk_8

Eric J (Viking)
24th August 2015, 19:32
Just a snippet Mr Lion..I've never been a believer of coincidences so I reckon we have met again here for a reason.

I think these next couple of months will be most important indeed. Time is getting on and revelations will happen. We are all in for big transition and I ask for all the workers to keep your head down and time yourself for these things to come.

Stocks are crashing as we speak and indexes are setting an all time low. We really need to ask ourselves if we would welcome some outside interference or could we do this all by ourselves. I often wonder when will the time come for us to realize we are not alone and would a welcoming little push from our brothers and sisters save us...because we only need to ask. The ptw never wanted this but the their time is almost up. How many will want the little nudge or do they really think we can do this alone.

Time will tell Mr Lion.

Thank you

Viking

Delight
24th August 2015, 21:22
Hi.

Hello there

Thank you for the invitation. My transition for the moment seems to be moving to boredom with everything and irritation. I am sick and tired of what feels like a limbo where I lost my direction. IF there is something BIG COSMIC UNIVERSAL changing, it is just taking so long when I was ready (I thought) eons ago?

I do 100% believe that all is well, but I find it hard to get excited about doing anything. Looking at my own "reality", everything is seemingly peaceful. The main thing is I feel isolated. The main thing is I want something I can't even explain.

As an example, many around me are making master tonic, canning food, are excitedly preparing for "something" (like preppers). I am not really interested in that and find it non-compelling. I am not having fun doing anything that others seem to like now. I have carved out quite an isolated place and some of my fancies isolate further me because I am not involved emotionally.

When "prepping" is of no benefit, needing to specially care for my body not necessary, strive for???? etc., What is interesting (to me)???? How can I help others if I do not believe their efforts are of any use? It is not that I think they should be different but I feel like an alien.

Maybe a few years ago, I would have been demonstrating a more interesting story. I have flashed through so many stories with every passing year telling another tale then with equal assurance of that time.

Thanks for letting me speak even if it I am illuminating my own ignorance now hehe. Maggie

Selkie
24th August 2015, 21:37
Hi.

Hello there

Thank you for the invitation. My transition for the moment seems to be moving to boredom with everything and irritation. I am sick and tired of what feels like a limbo where I lost my direction. IF there is something BIG COSMIC UNIVERSAL changing, it is just taking so long when I was ready (I thought) eons ago?

I do 100% believe that all is well, but I find it hard to get excited about doing anything. Looking at my own "reality", everything is seemingly peaceful. The main thing is I feel isolated. The main thing is I want something I can't even explain.

As an example, many around me are making master tonic, canning food, are excitedly preparing for "something" (like preppers). I am not really interested in that and find it non-compelling. I am not having fun doing anything that others seem to like now. I have carved out quite an isolated place and some of my fancies isolate further me because I am not involved emotionally.

When "prepping" is of no benefit, needing to specially care for my body not necessary, strive for???? etc., What is interesting (to me)???? How can I help others if I do not believe their efforts are of any use? It is not that I think they should be different but I feel like an alien.

Maybe a few years ago, I would have been demonstrating a more interesting story. I have flashed through so many stories with every passing year telling another tale then with equal assurance of that time.

Thanks for letting me speak even if it I am illuminating my own ignorance now hehe. Maggie

Maybe that's why humans seem to need illusions so badly. It is almost like any old illusion will do, as long as life retains meaning for the person.

RunningDeer
25th August 2015, 02:01
Hello lionhawk :wave:


I do 100% believe that all is well, but I find it hard to get excited about doing anything. Looking at my own "reality", everything is seemingly peaceful. The main thing is I feel isolated. The main thing is I want something I can't even explain.

This jumped out at me, Maggie. And some other thoughts, too.

I walked away from everything in 2004. Job security, relationship(s), yada yada yada. It was before I had any clue about ET’s, archons, super soldiers, Bill Ryan, ascension propaganda, New Age BS, how the planet’s might to go blewy by something out there or about the blue you know what’s and the blue you know who’s.

Back then, and even before back then, I was engrossed in the David Hawkin’s series, Sri Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, Gregg Braden, Eckhart Tolle and more that I’d be embarrassed to admit to. All I knew was I needed more time to discover.

So I walked.

The time zipped by. It wasn't a conscious plan but I put everything on hold. I like where I am. But…I’m aware there’s got to be more. How I get from here to there, I have no clue. Nor do I care to figure it out.

It’s a strange, strange place when I look back and see how much I squeezed into this life. It’s like a 3 fer 1. So, I’m on vacation. I’ve given myself permission to have no mission.

Wow, I took a deep breath and my stomach jumped.

Damn freeing.

Paula ♡

Beren
25th August 2015, 03:04
Well,time will tell
its tales to the children and all,
who would dare to venture far into our past
where we stared into the dark void...
...and sang brave
where we decided to be and to love...

Here I am creating the passage back
to the realms of glory where we once roamed,
into the fire that quenches never
into the sacred that we call Love.

It is time my brother.
It is time to raise our swords and blaze the glory from within.
To transform and transcend all the weapons of war,
to be what we always were, to be Love.

:)

Welcome back, I missed you brother.

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 05:09
Viking,

In truth the market has been tanking for the last 5 days. Actually down 1700 points and right in the middle of Jade Helm. This could also be ahead of the dark side schedule as in they are bumping up their schedule because the writing is on the wall and they want to cash in a little earlier. They had plans for September about a month from now but things may have escalated. We will see........ All I know is, and I am far from knowing to much on the markets, that you have to have a good foundation in order to bounce back from a crash. In which lies the problem. We don't have a good foundation. We also know that they have inflated it. So many bubbles and just one bubble could set off a chain reaction blowing apart the other bubbles.

The darkside always thought of Earth as a piece of real estate. But here lies a major problem for them. All of their interstellar trade routes are no longer. The Orion shipping lanes are no longer. The time of Earth and the exploitation of her Kingdoms is no longer. The only thing left is what is happening on the Planet and because of their greed and the task of managing that greed is causing a massive feedback effect on all of their systems. The flow of their operation has been totally stopped and Earth has been isolated from any further negative influences from outside our Solar boundaries.

Watch as the corrupt get exposed. Watch as the darkside start to feed and kill their own. The Beast will consume itself and you all have a front row seat! Politicians will throw their piers under the bus. The Democratic party, who I call the Draconian party, and the Republican party, who I call the Reptilian party, will implode itself. You wonder why nothing gets done in Washington? It's because of the 2 headed dragon. It is one of the same.

Their thirst for blood by the killing of millions, through wars, disease, abductions, and everything else you can imagine is no longer an option.

Disclosure? Yeah, right! Do you really want to know? Do you really think they will tell us? Here's my phone number ___________ and ask for the blue guy. You know the guy holding his breath waiting for an answer. Never going to happen. If it did, we would be on the war path once more. If you want disclosure, just go outside and look up once in awhile.

Anyways, despite all that, my blood pressure is just fine. These are the times we have been long waiting for, so grab some popcorn and a drink, put a log on the fire, and let us enjoy each others' company. We've earned it! :highfive:

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 05:42
Hi.

Hello there

Thank you for the invitation. My transition for the moment seems to be moving to boredom with everything and irritation. I am sick and tired of what feels like a limbo where I lost my direction. IF there is something BIG COSMIC UNIVERSAL changing, it is just taking so long when I was ready (I thought) eons ago?

I do 100% believe that all is well, but I find it hard to get excited about doing anything. Looking at my own "reality", everything is seemingly peaceful. The main thing is I feel isolated. The main thing is I want something I can't even explain.

As an example, many around me are making master tonic, canning food, are excitedly preparing for "something" (like preppers). I am not really interested in that and find it non-compelling. I am not having fun doing anything that others seem to like now. I have carved out quite an isolated place and some of my fancies isolate further me because I am not involved emotionally.

When "prepping" is of no benefit, needing to specially care for my body not necessary, strive for???? etc., What is interesting (to me)???? How can I help others if I do not believe their efforts are of any use? It is not that I think they should be different but I feel like an alien.

Maybe a few years ago, I would have been demonstrating a more interesting story. I have flashed through so many stories with every passing year telling another tale then with equal assurance of that time.

Thanks for letting me speak even if it I am illuminating my own ignorance now hehe. Maggie


Dear Maggie,

If anything, I thank-you for having the courage to put a log on the fire and to illuminate us not with ignorance but with enlightenment. In many ways you remind us of our own challenging times that we have gone through ourselves. And to those who will go down a similar path not so familiar to them. You are an old wise soul Maggie so give yourself some credit. And just breathe! It will pass in time.

No need to thank me for the invite. Thank Bill. And you are welcomed here any time to share your wisdom when you don't feel like hiding it. You are not alone.

Water is soothing for the soul. Go fishing as that seems to do a lot for me. Nature and my connection to it has helped me get through the toughest of my times.

So don't go into hiding. :sun:

Eric J (Viking)
25th August 2015, 12:50
Yes spot on Mr Lion...

Although I was thinking a slightly different disclosure. ..as in mass de-cloaking or our brothers and sisters showing up, so to speak. That way there would be no denying that that exist. Surely humanity would would rise!

Viking

Shadowself
25th August 2015, 14:53
Hay! I have something for your campfire to discuss. Since you've transferred this convo to UFO's and disclosure I have a tad bit of experience in this UFO thingy.

I won't get into the druthers however I do have something to share here for your fireside chat that might peak your interest. I have a photo taken with a cell phone of what I clearly believe is a UFO.

First let me tell you it was taken quite by accident. The photo was taken only to show the weird sky right after a big storm. The picture was about three blocks from my home in California when I lived there. I'm going to show you the three pics. One I took the day afterward to see if there was anything that this could have been mistaken from....like a business sign or some such thing. It turned out there were no signs or any such thing in that area. But judge for yourself which is why I took the daytime photo.

When the second photo was taken the early evening before the storm had just stopped and the sky was barely visible between the mountains in the background and the dark clouds above. When the photo was taken NOTHING was visible...but when it was taken there was a brief flash. Obviously this thing was out of visible phase and quite by accident I captured it on the cell phone.

The third photo is a close up of it....pretty cool huh? Hows that for a campfire story? :p

Next day photo:

http://i58.tinypic.com/5vdt9j.jpg

The night of the storm:

http://i62.tinypic.com/5dv6u1.jpg


Close up:

http://i60.tinypic.com/an0jr4.jpg

Edit to add: Just beyond that stop light to the next one down is the Santa Clarita Wash in Valencia California. At the time I used to drive that road to work everyday. One morning I drove over the bridge right after that next light down in the photo to find a black helicopter looking for something for quite some time in that wash. My work was not far from there and I could see the helicopter going back and forth. Don't know if they found anything but it was quite strange indeed.

One more note of interest:

Edwards AFB is not far from Valencia and when the Space Shuttle would land at Edwards it would fly right over Valencia...and we always got the boom when it entered the atmosphere.

Last a bit of campfire music to add to the intrigue....:bigsmile:

hZiEbfewefU

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 15:30
Yes spot on Mr Lion...

Although I was thinking a slightly different disclosure. ..as in mass de-cloaking or our brothers and sisters showing up, so to speak. That way there would be no denying that that exist. Surely humanity would would rise!

Viking


What you speak of is not so far off. Things are still being cleaned up. A lot has happened in the last 5 years. Even this year and this year isn't over yet.

What is left of the darkside in our Solar system is now on Earth, The stargates, wormholes, etc. have been blocked so that there is no longer an escape route for these regressive beings. They were presented with a choice and that was either go into the light or leave. Many of the regressive sort did just that and what we have left are those who thought they could run from such a choice and still have their cake and eat it to. You could say Father God put his foot down and of course Mother God.

The grid technology that the regressive ones had in place is now Gone! I know it sounds like a single grid but it was a multi tiered system effecting different effects. As for instance our remembrance of who we were before incarnating here was filtered out, so we didn't remember who we were. The deck was already stacked when we got here and that presented many challenges to all of us. Then our parents programmed us along with the school system and the rest of their systems to find ourselves being enslaved like a chicken starring at a line drawn in the sand. Can't blame our parents for that since they were pre programmed. You knew something had gone wrong with all the dysfunctions being displayed. I remembered stepping out of our house on a cold evening, looking up at the stars knowing my real family was up there somewhere and I didn't see the ones I was living with being family. Who were these people? I was only 5 when that happened.

I have done many a scan on this grid system since I became aware of it in 1993. The good news now is that the babies being born now can remember if they so choose to remember, who they are. It was a joyous day for me to get that news. :bigsmile:

One thing one must do is validate their work. In other words prove it out and then validate it with a triangular approach. Don't just swallow the hook, line, and sinker as so many do. Even as to what I have written so far. I don't want you to believe me. But I do want you to know and the only way that is going to happen is if you prove it out for yourself. It takes serious work, dedication or commitment, and a resolve to not settle for anything less. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO KNOW! I am only sharing what I know and have proven out for myself. What I share might not be for everyone as the subject matter can be very graphic and strain at your belief system. You all have heard of the adage of taking what resonates with you and throw the rest away. I don't even want you to waste your time doing that! Do what works for you in a real way and you will be just fine.

In the meantime, look up once in awhile, you may see a surprise. The day is coming closer where we will be on a Galactic stage with full knowing. Stay balanced is all I can say. :clapping:

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 15:53
Shadowself,


That's AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now that is what I call a first hand account! :clapping:

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 17:34
Well,time will tell
its tales to the children and all,
who would dare to venture far into our past
where we stared into the dark void...
...and sang brave
where we decided to be and to love...

Here I am creating the passage back
to the realms of glory where we once roamed,
into the fire that quenches never
into the sacred that we call Love.

It is time my brother.
It is time to raise our swords and blaze the glory from within.
To transform and transcend all the weapons of war,
to be what we always were, to be Love.

:)

Welcome back, I missed you brother.



Ah Dear Brother,

I miss you too! Beren has always been there, and when I say been there just doesn't seem to explain what I am saying. I hope I can do due justice with the following words.

Beren's words are not your typical words of wit. There is something most haunting in the way he writes them. His words will cause you to remember and it can be most challenging to grasp what on Earth is he talking about. It isn't just about Love. It is about a time when some of us souls were the front runners of "ALL THAT IS." In the very beginning. The first wave where it was said, "Now go forth!"

There is a place called the Hall of Records. A gifted friend of mine has access to this place. He tells me that I have lived so many lifetimes in so many Star systems and then tells me within a 6 million year span. I must confess that is a lot of information to even wrap my head around. Let alone trying to remember it. But 5 years ago, here comes Beren with his written words of Love and Wisdom, and I find myself remembering a time in Antiquity where Beren and I were side by side going forth. Antiquity being way before 6 million years ago. A time where we fought for all things made of Love. We were home in the Divine Kingdom of All That Is and were excited to be ALIVE! We have traveled many miles and many years since then and I tell you my Brother that my Love for you has not changed. I remember and I am most grateful for you and your service to All That is. You are probably one of a few souls that I know to be almost as old as me.

I don't know what else to say right now.........

IN HONOR OF YOU!!!!!!

greybeard
25th August 2015, 18:18
I had the pleasure of spending time with Beren, Lionhawk, when he visited me in Inverness.
He is "My brother from another Mother"
Yes he is a spiritual poet, story teller,--he creates a mood in his composing.
A visit to his web site is well worth the trip.

http://www.fromforgottenworld.com/

Chris

Lionhawk
25th August 2015, 21:57
I had the pleasure of spending time with Beren, Lionhawk, when he visited me in Inverness.
He is "My brother from another Mother"
Yes he is a spiritual poet, story teller,--he creates a mood in his composing.
A visit to his web site is well worth the trip.

http://www.fromforgottenworld.com/

Chris

Thanks Chris! Good to see you are still breathing. :highfive:
I have a past life flag you might want to see. Give me some time to find it and I'll post it up.

Zionbrion
26th August 2015, 02:28
So two nights ago I had very vivid dream, there were probably 10 or people that came to sleep over at my house, no one I knew in waking life, but I interpreted it as many facets of my self because some of the people I really like and others I wanted to kick out but they wouldn't leave. Early on in the dream I looked at the clock and it was 8:38, then everyone was settling into sleep and I fell asleep in the dream, but awoke while everyone was sleeping with insomina(something I never have) and while still in the dream I layed there for what seems like forever. Eventually I looked at the clock and it still read 8:38, so I went out onto the poorch and there was my brother and a friend I knew in real life and it was early morning now. I looked to the horizon and there were all these light UFOs clustered in the spot between the trees. I pointed them out and said wait until you see what hapens next. Then there was some sort of explosion from a helicopter that was flying by, almost like the cabal type people were trying to prevent the benevolent lights from reaching humanity.
I then woke up with this feeling that its all happening, I looked at the clock and it was about 8:20 AM I just felt I had to check the news and there was all the headlines of worry on wall st...that made me excited tehehe.

So then monday night I goto sleep, and awake in the middle of the night to what feels like an immense force of loving guidance rearranging my brain and thoughtforms. I could litterally feel it cleaning out my cobwebs, and I just layed there and couldn't sleep for a couple hours(and I never have insomnia). As I layed there I could look at any part of my daily life and actions and could truly see what was helping me, what was a crutch, what was holding me back, how I could be more joyful etc etc.. I eventually fell back to sleep and woke up and did my oil pulling and stretching. Then my tea was ready and my ciggarette was rolled, I opened up my iPad and it was 8:38 still. :)

Beren
26th August 2015, 04:17
Thank you Lionhawk for your words.
My soul soars when I see old pals coming at it again. Dense was the compressed time when many a call were issued.
To harmonize...to give color where there was none.
To give a tune and thus create the world.


:)

Shine on and be joyful for remembrance, it is a healing thing.
To re-member. To come back to Source`s perspective - Love.

giovonni
26th August 2015, 04:33
Welcome back Lionhawk,

Its good to have you back, i am looking forward to the sharing of your always enthralling tales ... As well as being delightfully surprised to see the return and active participation of so many originals back on the forum ...

Noting of having the first time pleasure of conversing with our mutual friend Beren tonight ... :hug:

Blessings Always Giovonni

Beren
26th August 2015, 18:44
I had the pleasure of spending time with Beren, Lionhawk, when he visited me in Inverness.
He is "My brother from another Mother"
Yes he is a spiritual poet, story teller,--he creates a mood in his composing.
A visit to his web site is well worth the trip.

http://www.fromforgottenworld.com/

Chris

Truly my brother from another mother.
The spirit connect us all.
Had the privilege to personally meet and to talk with some others- Chris, Rocky Shorz, mudra, Linda Baker, Bill Ryan, Giovonni, Lionhawk, Brook, Burgundia...

All good soul with various talents, tasks and powers.
All needed sorely now.

:)

Selkie
26th August 2015, 19:16
Is this ok to share here, my log on the fire, so to speak?

I was living near Wheatland, California, out near Beale Air Force Base. I don't remember the year, but the Mothman Prophesies movie had just come out on video, and I had watched it a couple of times. And I got intrigued by the idea of "noticing them", as its put in the movie.

Now, I had a dog back then, and she used to have to go out in the middle of the night, and I used to go out with her because we had rattlesnakes in the yard, and one night, I decided to try "noticing them" while my dog was going about her business, as a way to kill the time. So I started looking up at the sky.

And in a couple of nights, I started to see something. At first, I thought it was bats flitting around up there because they were black, but they were much too big to be bats, plus they were translucent, and bats are not translucent. Then I thought it was birds, but birds are not translucent, either.

Then it dawned on me that "noticing them" had worked.

So I used to sort of watch them while my dog did her business, just for something to do.

Then, I started reading Castaneda. I can't remember what book its in, but when I got to the part where he talks about the flyers, I just about fell out of my chair, because the description of the flyers is just about dead-on for what I had been seeing for a long time.

So I don't know if what I saw flitting around in the sky was the flyers or not, but they were translucent black, and about the size of a crow or a small hawk.

I should add that they never bothered or threatened me, but I did feel like they would not have liked it if I paid too much attention to them. The feeling I got from them was that they did not want to be stared at too intently.

addition I hope I have not misunderstood the intent of the OP. I thought it was a kind of thread for telling about various experiences we have had. If I misunderstood, I really apologize, and I will delete my post if the Lionhawk would like me to.

Lionhawk
27th August 2015, 12:23
Zionbrion,

That was an awesome telling!!!!! Ir wasn't just a dream. It was a preparation! And the time stamp was the validation. Another thing that caught my eye was your description of going to sleep in your dream. This is the separation point of having a dream to having a real experience in the levels of your consciousness. In your dream state you are at a certain level operating at a certain wave length and then you surpass those wave lengths, alpha, beta, delta, theta, to a wave length that I don't know what it is called. But it is like a total access place where your consciousness is in a state of total clarity and is not tied down to any limitations. Sorry, I just woke up over here and the coffee is brewing and this is the best I can describe it at the moment. May I suggest that you write this down in your personal log, {there's that word again, ie log} :thumbsup:, and write down all the details so you have a future reference. I say this because what I have discovered is that other things will come out of this type of dream down the road. Dream not being the right word here. You actually had a first hand experience on a level of super consciousness. :thumbsup::thumbsup: Great post!!! Also note that your eyes might see a lot better.

I assure you this experience will reveal more to you down the road. Cool beans!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:sun:

Lionhawk
27th August 2015, 13:15
Welcome back Lionhawk,

Its good to have you back, i am looking forward to the sharing of your always enthralling tales ... As well as being delightfully surprised to see the return and active participation of so many originals back on the forum ...

Noting of having the first time pleasure of conversing with our mutual friend Beren tonight ... :hug:

Blessings Always Giovonni

Sorry for my delay as the grass needs to get mowed and the other things that need to get done. So glad to see you and you have never been forgotten either. You have one awesome long ass thread Brother! Whooops! I have so much to read up on that in my present reality I will never be able to catch up. Beren threatened me with a book as well. Then my Twin Flame threw Wes's papers at me, I start this thread, and so on, A few months ago the Doc says to me, "LH. because of your type 2 diabetes you are in the process of going blind." So here we are just the same and it just takes me longer to read and write. A lot longer but I'm still breathing and will do the best I can in honor of all of you. You know I have a lot of respect for many of you that I have known simply because we have done some really cooool and I mean really coool things together. Things that went on under many a blind nose to defend Bill and Kerry's house, without hesitation. I am just so proud to be part of such dynamic spiritual gifted folks. I don't need to go anywhere but right here. I also applaud the efforts of Bill Ryan and all those who put the spotlight on the real truth. I can't say enough about that but I will try to in my little tellings and along with the tellings of all of you. I feel as though I am in some real great company. So please have some patience with me as this getting old stuff has turned me into, what my Twin Flame calls me and she says, " My turtling man."

Am I being a little gabby this morning? Good morning everybody!!!!!!!:bigsmile:

Lionhawk
27th August 2015, 16:10
Dear Selkie,

I spent an hour in a reply to your post but forgot to copy it before I posted it and I was timed out and lost it. Does this happen when you are in "post quick reply?" Or does this also happen in advanced mode?

Anyways, here I go again.......lesson learned. :blushing::blushing:

Sometimes a story can be a doorway to one's soul. A first hand story always is and a second hand story never is. These first hand stories are the true real gems in the treasure chest called Earth. These gems tell a tale of experiences of soul growth and are recorded for all of time and space.

I relived your story and through your eyes. Call it a gift. A gift that you shared with everyone here. What is so wrong with that? Not a damn thing! Thank-you!
I hereby stamp your story with the "Cooool Beans," stamp of approval.

Normally when I read a posting, I also pick up the energy within the post. Especially when I am being addressed because I know there is a real soul behind the post. I seem to have a way to connect with that soul in a matter of speaking. On most occasions anyway.

That all being said, I will not give you permission to do what you asked of me but instead I would like for you to give permission to yourself! Get off the train called, FOLLOWER," and lead. You are most worthy of such. If you are coming from a place of integrity and from the first hand, there will be no problems here. When you put another log on the fire, you are taking the incentive to lead by example. There is no need whatsoever for you to be on your knees. Walking on glass and so on. Let yourself shine as you truly are, without the distorted lens that you have placed over your true eyes. There was a time when you didn't do that. And you know exactly what I am saying here. And I say this from my heart to yours.

I would love to hear more from you, because I think once you take those glasses off and come from that place of integrity, you will get everything you deserve instead of what you don't deserve. It would serve you in the highest. You took the first step by coming here and putting a log on the fire, which tells me that you are ready to lead as the true Gem that you are.

Enough said and you are most welcomed to put another log on the fire! :Angel:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3MXiTeH_Pg

Delight
27th August 2015, 16:42
If you are coming from a place of integrity and from the first hand, there will be no problems here. When you put another log on the fire, you are taking the incentive to lead by example. There is no need whatsoever for you to be on your knees. Walking on glass and so on. Let yourself shine as you truly are, without the distorted lens that you have placed over your true eyes.

What you said to Selkie is so important.

By the way about flyers and what we actually perceive, I have seen some oddities. However, most were assisted by stimulation of entheogens. Yet, one afternoon with no added ingredients to stimulate my vision, around this time of year in 2011, I was outside lying in the grass. I looked up and saw smokey particles about 30 feet up. They congealed into a shape that was not exactly square but with the character of a slice of bread shape. THEN the shape started moving away AND a shape that was exactly like the cutout cardboard silhouette of a hawk appeared (like the ones in a dictionary showing the various kinds flying) and followed it.

This vision was so odd and so inexplicable but really there. What it meant I have no idea. A friend suggested the idea of the particles being accumulated thoughts and an association to emotion.

I appreciate the energy of this thread. There is nothing better than sitting by a warm fire with a light on your face that flickers and moves. When friends are around us and sharing, with maybe a cup of something delicious passed or a smoke. The conversation may meander but it's what is really there for us.

When I was in my twenties I had the best community experience where we shared what we each had of tea, food, tobacco, time. There was always someone ready to chat. I really wonder how I became so isolated from this kind of welcoming social exchange/environment. It started with getting married but it must have been something about me too because of choices in how we lived. This is very confusing at times...sorting out the past choices as to how one lead one's life to the now.

The feeling of this experience of trust and comfort is heaven to me. Thanks< Maggie

Delight
27th August 2015, 17:19
Thinking about the meaning of a trusting comforting community makes me think about my idea of Homings that I wrote about here

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?64634-Homings...extending-community-housing

I have a small property that has outbuildings and access to a beautiful park around the reservoir in Blue Ridge Georgia. My home is in much need of repair that I just do not enjoy doing myself. I love to cook, to wash laundry and to take care of animals. My isolation here is real. The ideal would be that I am living with home-mates who share to get life in motion. Ideally, we'd be freed up to each have more time and to experience more.

As to WHY I have not manifested the homing idea? I am still just struggling to get life chores done. I wonder about why I set up such a struggle. I would not mind at all if others joined me.

Maybe it has to do with my aversion to drama. I don't like drama of a tragic sort. Dramedy where we have issues but always know we have the power of health, power of power itself to change our reality can be made true as seen in the world is my value. I say I want this evidence. On the other hand, I have tried a couple of relationships in the last 10 years where the individuals seemed to be a drain on my psyche, not a boost to my experience. I chose then to just be alone. This is not working well.

The log I place on the fire here is that whatever blocks me from being intimate with compatriots and releases me to enjoy a community of gypsy souls all thriving be made manifest in the real! Thanks again for the place to share my heart dream. Maggie

Selkie
27th August 2015, 17:53
Dear Selkie,

I spent an hour in a reply to your post but forgot to copy it before I posted it and I was timed out and lost it. Does this happen when you are in "post quick reply?" Or does this also happen in advanced mode?

Anyways, here I go again.......lesson learned. :blushing::blushing:

Sometimes a story can be a doorway to one's soul. A first hand story always is and a second hand story never is. These first hand stories are the true real gems in the treasure chest called Earth. These gems tell a tale of experiences of soul growth and are recorded for all of time and space.

I relived your story and through your eyes. Call it a gift. A gift that you shared with everyone here. What is so wrong with that? Not a damn thing! Thank-you!
I hereby stamp your story with the "Cooool Beans," stamp of approval.

Normally when I read a posting, I also pick up the energy within the post. Especially when I am being addressed because I know there is a real soul behind the post. I seem to have a way to connect with that soul in a matter of speaking. On most occasions anyway.

That all being said, I will not give you permission to do what you asked of me but instead I would like for you to give permission to yourself! Get off the train called, FOLLOWER," and lead. You are most worthy of such. If you are coming from a place of integrity and from the first hand, there will be no problems here. When you put another log on the fire, you are taking the incentive to lead by example. There is no need whatsoever for you to be on your knees. Walking on glass and so on. Let yourself shine as you truly are, without the distorted lens that you have placed over your true eyes. There was a time when you didn't do that. And you know exactly what I am saying here. And I say this from my heart to yours.

I would love to hear more from you, because I think once you take those glasses off and come from that place of integrity, you will get everything you deserve instead of what you don't deserve. It would serve you in the highest. You took the first step by coming here and putting a log on the fire, which tells me that you are ready to lead as the true Gem that you are.

Enough said and you are most welcomed to put another log on the fire! :Angel:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3MXiTeH_Pg

Mr. Lion, I have to tell you, when I read your post I started to cry. But in a good way :)

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Thinking about the meaning of a trusting comforting community makes me think about my idea of Homings that I wrote about here

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?64634-Homings...extending-community-housing

I have a small property that has outbuildings and access to a beautiful park around the reservoir in Blue Ridge Georgia. My home is in much need of repair that I just do not enjoy doing myself. I love to cook, to wash laundry and to take care of animals. My isolation here is real. The ideal would be that I am living with home-mates who share to get life in motion. Ideally, we'd be freed up to each have more time and to experience more.

As to WHY I have not manifested the homing idea? I am still just struggling to get life chores done. I wonder about why I set up such a struggle. I would not mind at all if others joined me.

Maybe it has to do with my aversion to drama. I don't like drama of a tragic sort. Dramedy where we have issues but always know we have the power of health, power of power itself to change our reality can be made true as seen in the world is my value. I say I want this evidence. On the other hand, I have tried a couple of relationships in the last 10 years where the individuals seemed to be a drain on my psyche, not a boost to my experience. I chose then to just be alone. This is not working well.

The log I place on the fire here is that whatever blocks me from being intimate with compatriots and releases me to enjoy a community of gypsy souls all thriving be made manifest in the real! Thanks again for the place to share my heart dream. Maggie

Maggie, for 2 cents, I'd move to Georgia. I kid you not.

Lionhawk
27th August 2015, 18:26
Dear Maggie,

It all sounds real good. And based on what you have expressed, it sounds like you have a coool attitude. :sun:

Maybe why it hasn't happened is that you have tried to hard to make it happen, thereby building a wall of concentrated energy that is preventing your desires to manifest, whereby the manifesting energies can't come in. Also most honorable folks like to build something they want to call theirs. And that might be why some you have run into depleted you because it wasn't of their own steam for something they could call theirs. I am just splitting wood here and sharing a few what if's.

But I admit that I like where you are coming from and it shows that you have a lot of heart! :heart:

Delight
27th August 2015, 18:46
Dear Maggie,

It all sounds real good. And based on what you have expressed, it sounds like you have a coool attitude. :sun:

Maybe why it hasn't happened is that you have tried to hard to make it happen, thereby building a wall of concentrated energy that is preventing your desires to manifest, whereby the manifesting energies can't come in. Also most honorable folks like to build something they want to call theirs. And that might be why some you have run into depleted you because it wasn't of their own steam for something they could call theirs. I am just splitting wood here and sharing a few what if's.

But I admit that I like where you are coming from and it shows that you have a lot of heart! :heart:

Thanks and what you share is familiar. That is a great question for boiling on the fire.... given that we who are creative feel the steam for something we can call ours, what is the best way to join the engines? I see various leaders offering a vehicle. But we are not wanting to jump on someone's train.

Then there are so far just practicalities. I work at a grocery at the moment in their deli. I would LOVE to have my own commercial kitchen to rent out. The only obstacle I have to any of these "ideas" is that I seem not to have the energy to do it (including what seems real as with money). I have always worked for others dreams. At one time it seemed reasonable that "life was a certain way" including illness care work as a nurse. It provided some satisfaction and a living wage. But it is now excruciating to even think about supporting. A system going absolutely wrong would make me complicit there.I was often antagonistic and fighting when i was there but it never did anything to change it's structure.

I was so believing a few years ago that something magical was going to be possible any minute...maybe with the ability to teleport, to manifest even instant apples in hand. Something about this idea seemed so far fetched but so right. An immense change in our every fabric of possibility seemed reasonable. The contemplation of not needing to create complicated stuctures to get the means to "have" the necessities like food, shelter and all the mundane aspects of life is still a dream. I engage the extreme of what i love because without dreams, life is a dull dead end.

Lionhawk
27th August 2015, 21:02
Once upon a time, not so long ago, something unconditional arose onto the land from the ashes of a great fire. The great fire came up all of a sudden and caught folks unaware as the flames spread through their community and forced everyone to move out of their zones of comfort that they had enjoyed for a time. Like every community, nothing was perfect, but the folks there relied upon their knowings and made sure all was done for the survival and comfort of all concerned. Grace by fire.

Some had fled to other lands to establish their own Kingdoms of knowing. Chaos and blame in the flames burned several, leaving them blistered, scarred, and battered. Some ran to the Mists to get relief for their burns and others just fell off the wagon in many a pub in the great land of England. You can read about it on their bathroom walls. Many a tale arose through those glasses of brew, mostly offering a story of denial and lies that would convince any one drinking the brew they were hearing the truth. Such, was a time of the shifting of the winds. It was in the month of February when this took place and in the Lord's year of 2010.

Some had stayed trying to put out those flames but to no avail. Some died and the ones that didn't flee were found all over the place, either knocked out, shocked, or asphyxiated by all the toxic rumors that were in the air. Dazed and confused were these poor ones. Once gallant with their posts, they were now in disarray. No where to go, no where to hide, some crawled to find fresher air.

The fire burned and it burned hotter as the month went on. It didn't care about the lies or the truth of the community. It just burned without a reason to be understood by the hearts and souls who once occupied their posts. It was a time of great unknowing change.

On February 11th, an unknown warrior laid in a place where the flames had ripped through days before. He had been knocked out several days prior and continued to lay there due to the asphyxiated atmosphere. He also had amnesia but no one was aware of that has he stumbled into this community, late in the previous year. They accepted him and in a short time became one of their own. As he laid there a voice called out. He opened his eyes. The voice rang out once more. He turned in recognition towards the voice. The amnesia was gone. A flood of past memories came flooding into his mind as the panic around him ensued. He then sprang up arising out of the ashes. His blood started to race and his heart went into over drive. The voice called out again. It was his name.

He then ran forward, toward the voice, but the voice was coming from the shadows. Shadows of a previous time but yet..... ever present to his ears. He stopped suddenly as if his head was about to split open. The past was still rushing back into his head and as the pain subsided he went forward. He looked around and said to himself, "I don't belong here anymore."

The fire continued to the end of the month and went out and became silent. Ash, emotions, dead posters, etc. littered the virtual landscape. The brew glasses continued to flow faster now. So many tales to twist and turn as there was more stats as to who went where and what happened to the who in Whoville? More writing on the bathroom walls in the English pubs caused a demand for more paint.

Things settled down as we now know of it. Some found new comfort zones and several houses of knowing were built out of the ashes of that fire in February 2010.
You may wonder what happened to that warrior who now has his memory restored. You are entitled to do just that.

The moral of this story is to be careful what you read. Thanks for listening. :ROFL:

What does this have to do with 5 hour energy vs. 5 hour coffee? That is a tale for another day. I say that because that first story wore me out just to write it, but I will tell you very soon. :p

Namaste'

Zionbrion
28th August 2015, 00:35
Writing my dream story from a few nights ago inspired me to share some of the most potent dreams snippets I have had over my life. There are more intricacies to each one, but I just wanted to share the A-Ha moments that stuck with me.

I was standing in a big soccer field, and everything was more vivid then it is in waking life I noticed a native type man atanding in the center and he telepathically communicated to come closer, I approached him and he spoke one sentence, that was the meaning to all existence and I immediatley woke up. I then layed in bed relishing in the feeling and words he had imparted to me, after feeling it for about 5 minutes I decided I had better write it down...in my log...and as soon as my pen hit the paper the sentence he spoke to me just vanished and I have never been able to remember it.

I was travelling in New Zealand and at the time doing a work trade at this couples house, who had a yoga center and natural health practice studio. I was reading a book by Swami Satchitananda, I had never heard of him before this book, but after I finished reading it I had a dream in which I was at a kirtan lead by the author, we were all singing and the vibes were really nice. After a song had finished he came over to me and cupped his hand over my third eye as he said "this is what I feel like all the time" and I was transported straight into the most bliss I have ever felt, which I interpreted as an enlightened state. If I am still and goto that place it still resonates through me.

So there was a period of a few years in my early twenties where alien type beings were a big part of my life, I don't remember actually speaking with them or ever seeing them, but they were there. So one night I had a dream I actually remembered, I was on a gigantic space ship, that was very baren and sterile feeling. I stood there staring down a small staircase and there was some sort of black portal in the shape of a door. I then remembered that I have been going to this place in my dreams for many many nights and I always entered into this portal for some reason though I could not recall what happens when I step through. This time in the dream though I got this feeling or fear that if I went through it this time I would never return, I chose not to go through and have never had a similar dream since...that I remember at least!

One late afternoon my friends and I made a meal of sweet potatoes and we each got the largest artichoke I had ever eaten, after eating it you could say it was some sort of magical artichoke because we all layed down on the carpet and fell asleep, like in a field of poppies. It was only about 5:00PM. I went into a very vivid dream going on all sorts of adventures and it ended with me hitchhiking and getting picked up by Ama(the hug lady) and in this vehicle you didn't need to see the road, the whole window was a beautiful psychadelic vision and we were driving through some other sort of dimension. Then Ama did something similar to me as the Swami did in the other dream. We all slept for probably a half hour and we had all had intense dreams from those artichokes!

Delight
28th August 2015, 05:59
This is an honestly true story TOLD WITH STRAIGHT VERACITY as it happend AND ALL NAMES UNDISGUISED except for the establishment's name. Is truth as strange as fiction...hell yes.

Jim who is usually not very talkative came up to me the other night and said..."You know we are in hell, don't you? The customers who come here to shop have no idea."

I looked around the deli at S-INGLES grocery and suddenly like a wave washing over me, wondered are we in hell? Certainly the deli was a weird place. My job was slicing meat and cheese. No one coming in to work received orientation. You were just sent to slice and weigh and if you had an idea of how the flow might be better, told...S-INGLES always does it "that way".

Work was endless unwrapping and wrapping Boars Head (BH) HUNKS. Customers lining up and asking for their slices.... POUNDS AND OUNCES...ON AND ON... but as soon as you made a mistake, you were chastised. Standing for hours without a break. We are not even allowed to drink water in the deli...is that a clue?

Work evenings seem to take forever, like molasses to wade through.

I thought I had been there 6 months but actually could not recall at that moment WHEN I first started this job? Yes, it did seem like it was only in December but now time goes by differently and I forget the days.

I recalled an orientation that took place months after I started in the next door space where Goodies once had been but now S-INGLES kept boxes. There is no electricity in the space and beyond the windows it is a dark cavern. That day was hot as, yes, it was hot as hell.

We sat on turned over wooden crates sweltering by the open front door and were told how to sell meat by greeting people with the latest sample of the month's Focus. We learned the 5 steps and to speak first before the customers could say anything so as to grab their attention toward what we were to highlight. We were told our jobs were potentially on the line if a secret shopper was not greeted properly.

Considering the volume of customers, these 5 steps often WERE neglected. I had even encountered a secret shopper once and had luckily offered him a sample. But the fact that I had no readily available morsel in hand had been a mistake. Oh well, I am still employed today. And come to think of it, no one had been fired but one is a bit on edge all the time when NEEDING the job.

I half feel I NEED the job. Certainly I seem to need the money.

Last winter I was really broke and every Wednesday had to distribute my paycheck very carefully. That felt hellish when my furnace broke and I had other big bills too with electricity at the coldest time of year. I actually had pilfered the bits of edges of cheese to eat rather than throw them away. S-INGLES throws away massive amounts of food. This is corporate policy. "Grazing" is a firing offense. Hopefully none of my co-workers read this post hehe.

The BH orientor had started off saying.."You know how you like having extra money in your paycheck? Well, your deli does also. The extra money goes towards paying its bills. So your job is to sell as much as possible". We role played selling the merchandise. I actually enjoyed playing a difficult customer but no one laughed.

The IRONY I noticed then was that no matter how much we associates might sell, we'd only get our small part-time checks. WE WERE NEVER ALLOWED 40 HOURS. And I heard that the pay raises never came THROUGH, even with the yearly reviews. That had sounded a bit, you know, Hellish? I thought I was just here for awhile so had not felt bad.

I realized that I was not sure about Jim's assertion and there were other clues. One night a women came to the deli and said cryptically "I feel for you being here. I know what goes on because I was here once".

There are never enough of us to do all the cleaning at the end of the day comfortable. Other hellish aspects arise such as getting all the deli slicers clean only to have a customer come and ask for meat and cheese at 10:30 when I hope to go home. We are not allowed to say no and closing is when we can get out.

Then there is the dish washing. No one was actually assigned to dish washing and when I am doing that job, I feel I will never finish it because I'd be called on to go back and slice some more meat too. Then there is the FACT that I am dealing with meat and I am essentially a vegetarian.

The remote possibility is there...I work in hell. But on the other hand, I am not ALWAYS at S-INGLES' Deli?

"Jim, we do eventually get to go home every night, so I don't think this is hell."

"Yes, Maggie, but do you get to STAY home, or do you always come back here?"

I went home that night still thoughtful and called my friend Angela the next day before work. I told her I had heard I was working in hell.
She actually agreed with me. She reported always sensing that the deli was in a vortex. She had also noticed one by the bins of bulk items nearby. She said some compassionate words to the effect that she was sure I was bringing some light to it and maybe that was why I was there...rather than because I was sentenced. That did not really make it all better.

Selkie
28th August 2015, 14:09
This is an honestly true story TOLD WITH STRAIGHT VERACITY as it happend AND ALL NAMES UNDISGUISED except for the establishment's name. Is truth as strange as fiction...hell yes.

Jim who is usually not very talkative came up to me the other night and said..."You know we are in hell, don't you? The customers who come here to shop have no idea."

I looked around the deli at S-INGLES grocery and suddenly like a wave washing over me, wondered are we in hell? Certainly the deli was a weird place. My job was slicing meat and cheese. No one coming in to work received orientation. You were just sent to slice and weigh and if you had an idea of how the flow might be better, told...S-INGLES always does it "that way".

Work was endless unwrapping and wrapping Boars Head (BH) HUNKS. Customers lining up and asking for their slices.... POUNDS AND OUNCES...ON AND ON... but as soon as you made a mistake, you were chastised. Standing for hours without a break. We are not even allowed to drink water in the deli...is that a clue?

Work evenings seem to take forever, like molasses to wade through.

I thought I had been there 6 months but actually could not recall at that moment WHEN I first started this job? Yes, it did seem like it was only in December but now time goes by differently and I forget the days.

I recalled an orientation that took place months after I started in the next door space where Goodies once had been but now S-INGLES kept boxes. There is no electricity in the space and beyond the windows it is a dark cavern. That day was hot as, yes, it was hot as hell.

We sat on turned over wooden crates sweltering by the open front door and were told how to sell meat by greeting people with the latest sample of the month's Focus. We learned the 5 steps and to speak first before the customers could say anything so as to grab their attention toward what we were to highlight. We were told our jobs were potentially on the line if a secret shopper was not greeted properly.

Considering the volume of customers, these 5 steps often WERE neglected. I had even encountered a secret shopper once and had luckily offered him a sample. But the fact that I had no readily available morsel in hand had been a mistake. Oh well, I am still employed today. And come to think of it, no one had been fired but one is a bit on edge all the time when NEEDING the job.

I half feel I NEED the job. Certainly I seem to need the money.

Last winter I was really broke and every Wednesday had to distribute my paycheck very carefully. That felt hellish when my furnace broke and I had other big bills too with electricity at the coldest time of year. I actually had pilfered the bits of edges of cheese to eat rather than throw them away. S-INGLES throws away massive amounts of food. This is corporate policy. "Grazing" is a firing offense. Hopefully none of my co-workers read this post hehe.

The BH orientor had started off saying.."You know how you like having extra money in your paycheck? Well, your deli does also. The extra money goes towards paying its bills. So your job is to sell as much as possible". We role played selling the merchandise. I actually enjoyed playing a difficult customer but no one laughed.

The IRONY I noticed then was that no matter how much we associates might sell, we'd only get our small part-time checks. WE WERE NEVER ALLOWED 40 HOURS. And I heard that the pay raises never came THROUGH, even with the yearly reviews. That had sounded a bit, you know, Hellish? I thought I was just here for awhile so had not felt bad.

I realized that I was not sure about Jim's assertion and there were other clues. One night a women came to the deli and said cryptically "I feel for you being here. I know what goes on because I was here once".

There are never enough of us to do all the cleaning at the end of the day comfortable. Other hellish aspects arise such as getting all the deli slicers clean only to have a customer come and ask for meat and cheese at 10:30 when I hope to go home. We are not allowed to say no and closing is when we can get out.

Then there is the dish washing. No one was actually assigned to dish washing and when I am doing that job, I feel I will never finish it because I'd be called on to go back and slice some more meat too. Then there is the FACT that I am dealing with meat and I am essentially a vegetarian.

The remote possibility is there...I work in hell. But on the other hand, I am not ALWAYS at S-INGLES' Deli?

"Jim, we do eventually get to go home every night, so I don't think this is hell."

"Yes, Maggie, but do you get to STAY home, or do you always come back here?"

I went home that night still thoughtful and called my friend Angela the next day before work. I told her I had heard I was working in hell.
She actually agreed with me. She reported always sensing that the deli was in a vortex. She had also noticed one by the bins of bulk items nearby. She said some compassionate words to the effect that she was sure I was bringing some light to it and maybe that was why I was there...rather than because I was sentenced. That did not really make it all better.

You know, Delight, that's really strange because one time, when I was in Spain, I took mushrooms alone, with no one there, and at one point, I was sure that I was dead. Not that I was going to die, or that I had died, but that I was already dead, and that I always had been...and so was everyone else...except that no one knows it. Then my cat jumped up on me, and I thought, well, if I am dead, at least I still have my cats.

I don't know quite what to make of that, lol.

addition I also had the distinct impression that this world...what we call life...is actually the underworld, only we don't know it.

Selkie
28th August 2015, 14:36
I am so sad that I had to leave my cats in Spain. I left in a hurry, so I had no time to bring them with me. I miss Emily, but I am not worried about her because she is adoptable. But I worry so much about Dulcinea because she had been abused, and she came to trust me and made me her mother, and I had to leave her. And I have no idea what happened to them. I do not know if they are still at Witchaven or not. I do not know if JLL adopted them out or what.

Zionbrion
28th August 2015, 15:55
This should keep us warm through the night.
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Lionhawk
28th August 2015, 17:16
My Twin Flame and I hooked up in April of 2010. She had flown out from the West Coast and met up with me in Florida. She drove up in the latest model, black Camero, at a hotel we had agreed to meet at. She unloaded her luggage and disappeared into the hotel. To make a long story short, it was a glorious time. Two souls who hadn't seen each other for eons were meeting each other. Of course there was a certain amount of nervousness but that quickly melted away within minutes. We spent the next 3 days together, talking around the clock. It was prime time, quality time. It was a celebration of sorts and we made the very best of it.

Somewhere in those 3 days we decided to make it happen. There were no what ifs No hesitation with our thoughts. It wasn't even an issue. So it was decided that we would merge our campfires together. Campfires being her campfire and my campfire and merge them together to make one campfire. An act from the "Template of Oneness" and not from the Template of Duality.

In the Template of Duality, a campfire of one individual would be starved of tending it and would eventually go out, and thus compromise the relationship from the start. Eventually many different kinds of problems would arise because of lack of that campfire that was allowed to be starved. The light is gone, so a mass search would begin to find it once more. Look around, as many cheat, do drugs to mask their suffering to have their campfire back. And then all the other issues that spring out of more suffering issues, compounding the whole situation into chaos.

So anyways, she flew back to the West Coast and then drove back to Florida. From Florida we drove north somewhere and searched for a place to rent. It was a 3 week ordeal where we either stayed at a motel or at a campground. Call it a honey moon, because we were already married so long ago.

So we hit our first campground for a night's stay. The campground was a beautiful place surrounded on 3 sides by a trout bearing river near the Blue Ridge mountains. We bought a bundle of firewood and picked a nice spot right by the river. Setting up camp was a breeze and only took 30 minutes to accomplish. We then decided to make some coffee and then relax. So I went to work on the building of a campfire.

This was an area I had always managed to excel at. I taught wilderness survival classes, grew up cutting and splitting wood, 2 wood stoves to feed during Winter, and so on. So I went and lit this campfire and guess what? It went out! Yep. :thumbsdown: So I started it up again and it went out. It took several attempts and finally I was able to get something started. So I grabbed a lid off of one of our storage boxes. I started to flap the lid to provide more oxygen. I kept on flapping. An hour goes by then another hour goes by and all I am doing is flapping my ass off. The wood we bought was wet and I could not go into the forest across the river to get better wood as the river was cold and to deep. So I flapped some more and my Twin Flame, although she wanted her coffee, was laughing her butt off. :ROFL: Well the coffee finally came but you have to add another 3 hours of flapping. I was worn out.

On one final note the coffee she made was the best I have ever had when I could get a sip of it. The coffee cup kept going up and down. Don't know why??????

The moral of this story is if you find yourself flapping in the wind, buy some dry wood. She still finds this event very funny. Now I carry some fuel just in case.
:sun:

Lionhawk
28th August 2015, 18:47
In 2003, I worked in a campground, as a grounds keeper, handy man, etc. On a Friday evening, I decided to hit the sack at around 10:30. I was tired from a week of weed whacking. Around 3:00 A.M. I awoke and peeked at the clock and shut my eyes once more. As I was falling asleep I found myself having a dream inside of a dream. Here is the dream.

When I came to in the dream, I was standing in Billy Meier's house. Billy was there doing some kind of preparations. He was dressed in farming clothes and his house was a typical country home with all the humble place settings one would find. He turns to me and informs me that I was going to be participating in a test. I stood there wondering what kind of test. True or false or multiple choice? As he was stirring about, I suddenly realized that Billy wasn't the only one in the house. The house was simple. There was a long narrow rectangle in which the kitchen was on one end, a dining table in the middle and a sitting area on the other end, with a couple of what look like openings into possibly bedrooms off one side of the rectangle in the middle. There were only a couple of dim lights in the main area and the other rooms were dark. So now the moment arrives, Billy informs me that the others were there to monitor the results of the test and not to worry. Now keep in mind that it was dim and if I recall there was only one light that was on.

So here I stood in anticipation, wondering what the test is going to be. Billy says to me, that we want to see if you can reveal your Divine light. You could say that what he said caught me off guard and that was not what I was expecting. But I didn't dwell on it for long as I did what he requested. When it happened, the ones who had been in hiding suddenly came into view. The light was so bright that these beings, realizing they had been exposed, shirted very quickly to the two dark rooms off the center. There were 3 of them, in black hooded cloaks and almost 4' tall. You could not see their faces. My first thought was that they were Greys. But that was not the case and then thought of black cloaks being evil occurred to me as well. Not the case either.

The results are in. These creatures telepathically tell Billy that they are going to present these results to a Plejaren council. Billy informs me of this. The next thing I know, I am coming back and I find myself in a dark spacial rift. These beings halted that process and showed me something very special for passing the test. I could not see them in this rift but I could sense their presence. What they showed me was a gift. At first I thought it was like a picture, but it was not. Also little did I know at that time, was that it was a delivery of a package that had higher intentions. Keep in mind I had no idea what it was. They showed me what looked like a flower but it was unlike any flower I had ever seen. It was alive and vibrant with colors. It was also moving as if a light breeze was pushing it about. I thanked them for showing me this but I also remember not placing much value to it. Then they were gone.

When I awoke on Saturday morning, I did what most of us men do. Head for the pisser. When I was done, I went to wash my hands and looked into the mirror. What I saw next, blew me away. Both of my eyes were black. Like in bar fight black. My main worry at that moment was showing up for work on Monday morning with two black eyes and having to explain how that happened. Anyways, I fixed myself a pot of coffee, got online and started searching out this flower. It took me 3 hours and I found a crop circle of the Flower of Life. Keep in mind I had no idea what this was at the time or anything previous to that time. Some guy has a website on it but it's a virtual attainment program. Plus everything I have seen in relation to it is in 2-D format. I went to work on Monday and the black eyes were gone.

So several years have passed and it's late 2009. I ran into someone who I had done some spiritual work way back in the past. They did a scan on me and come to find out I had this Flower of Life embedded in my auric field. So I started to work with it and I learned a lot. First off it was a gift, gifted to me only for a brief time. Second, it was alive and had it's own consciousness. It also chose to be with me. Mother God created it and Father God blessed it as well. It is also not the only one out there. There are several with their own awareness. The little guys in the cloaks are very special entities come to find out. They are a very secretive group in what I call in God's army. They are masters of Universal Mathematics. They are like God's personal security agency. Only a handful and I mean on one hand who have gotten a glimpse of them. I am not sure on this but I think I am the only one here on the Planet who has had personal contact with them. I also had contact with one who is working in the Andromeda sector. He showed up one evening and extracted a blue crystal from my auric field. I watched this blue crystal float through the air and right through the monitor screen. And he was also in a blue cloak. Go figure. :-)

So one night I decided to see if I could deploy this Flower of Life, just to see what it could do. When it deployed, rays of loving light shot out into the Universe in all directions. I deployed it above the Planet. I also had a witness. When this happened, it caught the attention of the Draconians within the Planet. Not in a good way. They were highly pissed off and the King Dragon sent out about 300 to investigate what had just occurred. He was furious about the whole affair because something happened without his say so. His serving techs couldn't even find a trace of evidence and this made him even more furious.

So I came to a decision one day. I decided to gift this Flower of Life forward to someone who it was meant to be with. It just seem to be the right thing to do because of several factors. One of the factors was the fact that it was meant to be with me for only a short time. This Flower of Life had facets to it and those facets were abilities that were way above my pay grade if you will. So one night in my sanctuary, I invited Gaia for a special meeting. She often comes there on her own accord anyway. We are very close and that is where I will leave that for now. Anyway, I gifted it to her and now there is no stopping her from what she desires to do. Father and Mother God knows she sure has earned it. You could say I was also like promoted in my station when I gifted this forward. Before I was a carrier of a Flower of Life, as in singular. Now I have been placed with a more responsible role as a multiple carrier if the need ever comes to be.

This is also about DNA. So what does this have to do with DNA? Everything! All I know is that one must work with what you have and do the work so you can do great things of the spirit. Many talk and very few walk. And when you reference DNA we are speaking of spiritual DNA. Also a little side note that seems to be overlooked is that when you do the do in the name of service, there are a lot of space in between when the inner work is not being done and that is where I feel as though I am not doing enough. Just so you know that I am very tired, fatigued, because after 55 years of being awake out of 57 years of age, after all the attacks I have endured, I just want Gaia to get where she desires to be and go home and rest for a few thousand years. All that being said just from this lifetime, let alone the lifetimes before this one and that is a tale for another day.

I guess the reason why I have spent the time writing all this is because of our POTENTIAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We, as Jesus once stated that we can do greater things than he, because of our potential and I state this in the most humble of ways.

So pay close attention to your dreams because they might not be dreams at all. Maybe if one is seeing it as though they are dreams, maybe that is where the connection has been severed, thereby causing like a ghost reflection of what is really taking place at a certain frequency bandwidth or reality.

Namaste'

Lionhawk
28th August 2015, 22:24
This should keep us warm through the night.
YsgP8LkEopM


Aloha Ke Akua

“...and if you wish to survive, you will find the guide inside...

— Nahko Bear


Lyrics by Nahko & Medicine for the People

Lend your ears, lend your hands,
Lend your movement, anything you can.
Come to teach, come to be taught.
Come in the likeness in the image of God.
Cause, you can be like that.
With all that humbleness, and all that respect.

All of the power invested in me,
be it hard to love my enemies.
All of the black bags over the heads of the dead and dying.

The more I understand about the human race,
the less I comprehend about our purpose and place
and maybe if there was a clearer line
the curiosity would satisfy.

Time-based prophecies that kept me from living,
in the moment I am struggling
to trust the divinity of all the gods
and what the hell they have planned for us.
BUDDING TREES LYRICS
GREAT SPIRIT LYRICS
I MUA LYRICS
MANIFESTO LYRICS
NYEPI LYRICS

I cry for the creatures who get left behind
but everything will change in a blink of an eye
and if you wish to survive,
you will find the guide inside.

I go back and forth every single day,
the clarity that comes to me in a choppy way,
as the feelings and the places
and the seasons change,
the galaxies remain.

Energy fields cone the body in space.
The angels that are coming from a spiritual waste.
The hate that gets me distant from my spiritual pace.
Ten fold the manna when the planets are in place, in polar alignment.
We're on assignment.
Bodies on consignment.
Return them to the circus.

And what is the purpose?
What is the purpose and would you believe it?
Would you believe it
if you knew what you were for
and how you became so informed?

Bodies of info performing such miracles.
I am a miracle made up of particles
and in this existence,
I'll stay persistent,
and I'll make a difference
and I will have lived it.

Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.

Each day that I wake,
I will praise, I will praise.
Each day that I wake,
I give thanks, I give thanks.
Each day that I wake,
I will praise, I will praise.
Each day that I wake,
I give thanks, I give thanks.

And the day that I don't wake up
and transcend the holy make-up,
I am capable, I am powerful.
And the day that I don't wake up
and transcend the holy makeup,
I am on my way to a different place....

I'm not a leader, just a creature,
seeking the features of a teacher.
Whether you follow or whether you lead
All mysterious ways of nature and I'm into it.
Changing management.

And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis,
my stubbornness is bottomless,
my fearlessness is talking ****
and I'm wide awake and I'm taking names.

I am not a leader, just a creature.
Seeking the features of a teacher.
Whether you follow or whether you lead
All mysterious ways of nature and I'm into it.
I'm into it.
Changing management.

And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis,
my stubbornness is bottomless,
my fearlessness is talking ****
and I am wide awake.
And I'm taking names.

And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis,
my stubbornness is bottomless,
my fearlessness is talking ****,
and I'm wide awake and I'm taking names.

Do you speak to me like you speak to God?
All of the love and understanding between the father and the son?
Do you believe in the perfectness of where you are?
These are my people, these are my children,
this is the land that I would fight for.

My solidarity is telling me to patiently
be moving the musical medicine around the planet in a hurry,
Cuz there's no time to waste.
Got to wake up the people time to stand up and say,
we know what we are for
and how we became so informed.
Bodies of info, performing such miracles.
I am a miracle, made up of particles
and in this existence,
I'll stay persistent, and I'll make a difference
and I will have lived it. ........

Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.

Each day that I wake,
I will praise, I will praise.
Each day that I wake,
I give thanks, I give thanks.
Each day that I wake,
I will praise, I will praise.
Each day that I wake,
I give thanks, I give thanks.

And the day that I don't wake up
and transcend the holy make-up,
I am capable, Hm that's right,
I am powerful.

And the day that I don't wake up and transcend the holy make-up,
I am on my way to a different place!

Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua,
Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana.

Lionhawk
28th August 2015, 22:28
Thank-you so much for posting this ZIONBRION!!! I hope it made everyone's day! :highfive::highfive:

My guides also thank-you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Zionbrion
28th August 2015, 23:23
Thanks for posting those lyrics. I had never read them before, just sang along. I see so many new meanings now.
I fire up this video every few weeks, it always penetrates my soul.

Lionhawk
29th August 2015, 00:46
I have seen this happen many a time on these forums. So take heed and beware of those who might be a rabid rabbit trying to get even for something.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlHtzU133NI

Lionhawk
29th August 2015, 13:40
Grab a cup of coffee and hit play first. :bigsmile:




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_WYLNVSE3U



Good Morning! I address this to this great House Of Avalon. To my friends here where old bridges that were destroyed have been rebuilt. And to some new friends that weren't there before. And to Bill, a great tribal leader of this great house. What you have built surely has been built with your soul. It is truly an honor to be among you all at this time. Many of you have gone through the great fire not so long ago and have healed many with your hearts, your wisdom, your continued acts of unconditional love from this great house since then. This house is not just some forum on a global Internet stage or just some virtual social place. It is a gathering of souls sharing not just to this World, but to this Universe. Expressing itself, learning from it's members about the natural order of things through their hearts.

Many here shine their inner work in their writings and you couldn't ask for more because they write from the first hand. Beren for instance, writes from his soul. He remembers and has full memory of not just past life experiences but of his soul's path from the beginning. Where his past lives were just stopping points to say hi and bye to other souls. many bleeps in time. What seems like years in our present opinion is really only a bleep in all of time. I remember his eyes back then where they were so shiny, his excitement to go forth, to just be what he was, LOVE. A Divine creation. He knows of that potential because he has remembered it and has stripped all the things that are not needed to weigh himself down. Becoming part of the natural order of things is in some ways is an under statement because the words don't fully describe the expression of Love that he is. I love you Brother!

So today is a new day, so look around, do something nice for someone just out of the blue. Greet everyone today with eyes that shine. Just be!!!!! The rest will take care of itself and you will find yourself in the NATURAL ORDER Of THINGS.

Love and Blessings to all of you of this great house called AVALON. :bigsmile:

RISE and SHINE!

Iloveyou
29th August 2015, 15:12
If you allow, I'll take the talking stick and share a little personal healing experience. It's in three parts and the first one, a second hand experience serves as a kind of foreword.

1) I attended a workshop with a teacher (whom I still love and appreciate as a genuine and deeply loving being, but I had to move on from his teachings). Once he has told a story of a close friend, a young woman, who fell very ill overnight and in hospital she's been told that she has to live only very short time. After the initial shock had subsided, he contacted his 'higher self' and asked what can be done. Nothing. Then he contacted her 'higher self' (via his own) and received the answer to go and find a particular sort of teddy bear and a particular flower (they were described precisely), to give it to his friend as a present and to tell her a particular sentence.

When he did what he was told the next day, the young woman burst into tears, had a nervous breakdown and sent him away. A few days later she left the hospital fully restored and healthy. Later she told him that her father has left her as a young child and she has never seen him again. As a fare-well present he gave her exactly that kind of teddy bear and flower and told her the same words.

Whether that was a real event or just a story, I'm telling it (from memory) because he did something similar to me.

2) We had an appointement for a session to contact some attached entities and when he picked me up at the doorway, he came up to me, took my hand, said my name and said in a very warm and gentle voice: „come, we're going to a secret room“. For the next seconds, going hand in hand, I felt like being in another time, in another space. The breakdown happened the next morning when I realized that „he has taken me with him, despite and although I was ugly and stupid“.

That was one step in a healing process, that resulted in the discovery how beautiful and precious this planet is and in the decision to stay and become a member of the new earth family (after having been reluctant to be here for decades).

3) Another healing experience happened recently during an interaction here on the forum. On the surface it seemed to be about misunderstanding, misinterpretation and unfulfilled expectation. But in fact it was about an ancient and often repeated / relived death experience. This time I was rescued, redeemed and healed, because someone did the right thing.

In all cases there was very tiny input, but a huge outcome. Thank you all for your stories, for listening to me and thank you, Lionhawk, for your words beyond your words that reached one of the newly adopted children of the tribe. I'll pass the talking stick on . .



edit: removed a few words which simply weren't true.

Shadowself
29th August 2015, 17:19
Passing the talking stick...I like that notion!

I have had the pleasure of talking to Lionhawk and heard the awesome story of how he got the name Lionhawk.

Perhaps we can persuade him to share that story? How about it Lionhawk....you down for the short version? Or long if it pleases you?

Bill Ryan
29th August 2015, 17:42
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I'm not asking for the talking stick at all, but I'm just quietly whispering that this is a very wonderful thread. My thanks to everyone here. :sun:

Jake
29th August 2015, 17:53
(Putting another log on, don't mind me..) :)


http://www.archivepublishing.co.uk/image/cache/data/talkingstick-400x400.jpg

Jake

Lionhawk
29th August 2015, 17:54
This is one area that is very remarkable indeed. It begs for answers. The questions are already there. The only thing that makes it exclusive is just the title. Everything else is like a sky full of clouds concerning it. Hopefully I can do justice in the writing of such a deserving topic of interest. Of personal interest to you. We will see.

For the longest time, I didn't know I had any. and yet they were right under my nose. I was so blind. I was aware at age 15 that there were such a thing and I tried to contact this guide thing with a Ouija board. At the time I was more or less on a mission. A mission to find the real truth. Basically fresh out of the gate.

His name was Peter. I could have called him NASA, because I never did get a straight answer on what I thought was important. I guess in retrospect I was impatient. I have never liked the word called, "Patience." Can anyone relate to that? On the long and short of it, some good did come out of this communication. A robbery had occurred at a PINBALL ARCADE I worked at. I was also considered to be a suspect of this robbery. So Peter put some pressure on the real robber and the next thing you knew, the robber came in and returned all the quarters he had stolen. About $200.00. Had to been kind of heavy to carry that out. The short end of it was I fired Peter. I read somewhere you could do that. I was just to impatient for my own good. So I then dropped the guide thing for the next bunch of years.

So now we jump to 1994. A solid 20 years had passed. I found myself back in New England, a stone's throw away from Sturbridge Village, Mass. I had returned from Utah when my father had a triple bypass in 1990 and I had came back to assist the family. In 1994 I had finally done a house clearing of the haunted sorts. It was the house I had been raised up in just south of the Connecticut border, south of Sturbridge, Ma. That clearing took a long time to complete and I was so glad it was finally over and that is a tale for another long evening.

But before this clearing took place, I had assemble a few friends with their unique gifts and talents to give me a hand in this matter. For you see this haunting of where I was raised up in, was also a multiple haunting of young Native Americans 300 years ago. The land was also haunted and the whole situation was also demonically influenced and the souls of these Native Americans were trapped there by the demons. Can you imagine growing up in a house with all this going on?

So anyway, with permission from the Lady of the house, she said by all means do what you have to do. So I brought this team there to access the situation because I thought I was to close to it to be objective about it all. That was the only part I had gotten right. So we entered the house and were doing energy scans. Well of a sudden the one who I call the Man From The North, the one who had killed the young Native Americans decides to make his presence known. He manifested his spirit about 4' away from one of my friends and I. It was at this time, one of my guides decides to also show up. Everyone, please let me introduce to you, Pinnacus.


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The next thing I know the Cougar jumps up and somewhat out of me and growls towards the Man From the North. My friend who was standing next to me kept his cool, even though his eyes had popped out of his head. The Man From the North, bolted out of the house and we stood there in shock as to what just happened. Pinnacus went back into my body. The house was soon cleared within 2 weeks. Mind you this is the very short story of it all.

A month had passed. I was a traveling salesman at the time and found myself in Southington, Ct. I was one of those guys with the little freezer in the back of a small truck, loaded with frozen steak and seafood. It was early, like 8:00 in the morning and I felt as though it was a little early to be waking people up with my wares, so I thought I would go and visit a metaphysical store on Queen Street to burn some of the morning time away.

It's actually Main Street but called Queen Street. So I pulled up in the parking lot, got out of the truck, and proceeded to enter the store. The open sign was showing and so I entered. As I entered, I couldn't help but notice the morning Sun light shining through the place. No one was at the front counter and I just figured the lady of the store was in back fixing coffee or tea in the back. So I started browsing the store. It was a cool little place loaded with crystals, books, and all kinds of weird things. Real New AGE stuff. I made the best of it and had peaked through a lot of the books, when about a good 45 minutes had gone by and realized that no one was still at the front counter. I thought it very odd as I thought I had heard some noises in the back of the place.

So I stepped forward toward the front counter and was accessing it when I heard from behind me a noise. I turned around and on a glass display counter was a variety of polished stones and crystals. They were contained in small boxes, glass bowls, and even shells. Well one of the shells was oscillating on the glass top. It was about the size of your hand, full of what is called Apache Tears. When I approached the glass top it stopped oscillating. I didn't know what to think. So I grabbed one of the Apache Tears, went to the front counter, wrote a note as to what happened and left it on the counter, with the Apache Tear along with my phone number. I concluded that no one was manning the store and luckily was able to find the land lord and had him secure and lock the place up. And then I went on my merry way.

Later that night the lady of the store gave me a call and expressed appreciation for what I had done. Queen Street is not exactly a friendly place and she was relieved no one had taken advantage of an unsecured situation being her store. She then tells me she has something for me and to stop in when I got a chance. A few days had passed and I was able to stop in. Mind you that I didn't go there with the intentions of getting a reward. All I wanted to do was give her a face because she didn't know who I was.

So I approached her and we had some small talk and then she grabs a small piece of paper. She tells me that out of the blue a counsel of shamans not on the Earth had contacted her recently and they wanted for her to deliver a message. She said she didn't know who the message was for, but she hung on to it and knew when I did what I did, who it was to be delivered to. It goes like this... "Many talk of doing things but never do. You talked and you spoke from your heart and did something. We now see you as Lionhawk and we thank-you." She then gave me the Apache Tear.

This happened because of the work that was done to release those young Native American souls from the demonic prisons that they had been held in for all those years.

Getting back to guides, when I was a child coming up, I was always drawn to cougars and hawks. My day dreams were often filled with soaring the skies. I drew many a cougar. I didn't know why then. All this was done without a Ouija board. Maybe one would think these things were just a rambling of a child's imagination. I can't say that now after what I have witnessed. The growl, when it happens, is Earth shattering to me and there is no warning when it happens. It's a good thing I have a strong heart.

The hawk is also so special and after the clearing, I thought it would be best to go back and pick up the "guide stick" once more. This time I was better prepared to deal with the patience factor. So I did and made several major breakthroughs. You have to do some inner work folks. As it turns out I have 7 Earth Native guides in my immediate circle that operate within me. Not to exclude other guides who operate outside of my matrix such as Angels, etc. You will be amazed with self discovery and then realized why you have never been alone or abandoned. It's not hard and you don't have to do any special ritual or meditate for hours. Just go into a light meditation and just ask to address your guides. They are within you and we keep coming back to that as if you think the answers are outside of yourself, thereby looking everywhere else and never finding it. LOOK IN THE MIRROR of YOU!!!!!!!!

May I introduce to you a free soul that can fly on the highest of lands with a gift of sight that just is to remarkable to describe and way above my pay grade. Her name is Delphi.


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As I have discovered my guides all have their own attributes and they are woven within my matrix. Once I met them, I also offered them their freedom by choice. They decided to stay so here we are, all 7 of them. One is an old shaman, an old medicine woman, a Mongolian warrior, A Mayan boy, an Inca boy, Pinnacus, and Delphi. Yes, they may have a name if they choose to tell it and if you can pronounce it might be a good thing.

Keep it simple but remember what you were doing and thinking as a child. What you were drawn to. I'm just letting you know that they are right under your nose.

Also keep in mind that I didn't pick my name as it were as so many do. It was given and I hope you can make some kind of sense from that.

Namste' and I hope you can discover for yourself the miracles within you!

Eric J (Viking)
29th August 2015, 18:36
Skipped the coffee..but enjoyed a full glass of shiraz.

good job I checked...spell checker said...'enjoyed a full glass of shirt...' lol...

Thanks Mr Lion.

Viking

Lionhawk
29th August 2015, 20:24
Just for you Brother! [maybe Greybeard, maybe Bill, maybe everyone else] :bigsmile:

Enjoy the red.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdYJf_ybyVo

greybeard
29th August 2015, 20:58
Just for you Brother! [maybe Greybeard, maybe Bill, maybe everyone else] :bigsmile:

Enjoy the red.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdYJf_ybyVo

Thanks for this lionhawk.

One thing for sure music moves the world.
It does not matter colour, culture or race, we are all lifted by positive music.
Even plants have been found to have healthier growth if music is played in their vicinity.

Thanks for the thread, much appreciated.

Love Chris

Lionhawk
29th August 2015, 21:13
No worries. It is starting to look like a rainbow of colors in the Thank-you section.:thumbsup:

Valley
29th August 2015, 22:43
Throwing on a log
Breaking up the fog
Here, the fear's moved on
Leaving just this dawn
The embracing of our place
Calling out an ace
Within and outer space
With more than just a trace of Grace
--------------------------------------------

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uALwGA82Qmc
Not trying to promote any particular religion here... just thought this to be a fine example of the realization of a dream into form, to be an absolutely unique and stunning piece of architecture... and an inspirational story to enjoy while we sit around the fire together in harmony.

Love this thread and All contributors...

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 01:07
Valley,

No worries as we can make this happen. I see several things here. The first one is POTENTIAL! That church was incredible. A true piece of 3D art with a purpose. I can't say for sure but in today's time could anyone have the skills to build such a place? The craftsmen are disappearing. Can you imagine how they did all that with what tools they had at the time? Blows me away.

That was no small project either. Look at all the woodwork and I know firsthand what that takes to covert a wood log into a finished board. Amazing!!!!!!! Someday I will show pics of what project I am working on. But for now I have to keep it quiet.

:highfive:

Beren
30th August 2015, 03:33
What should I say now after your true and honest words brother?
I will not say thank you. That seems to me now as superficial modern way.
No...

This I will say:


The smoke arose from the quenching fire long time ago...
and one man was looking at the stars with a question which formed early on in his mind...
When he was a child...

Oh great spirit highly in the sky!
How may I lift the souls that wish to fly?
How can I give my hand to the one in need
so we can fly together with your speed?

Hum, hum and more hum was heard...
Other souls were silent there but
their hearts were singing brave!
Men and women on the outside now but souls of great power
and a vow-to become living Gods.

Then another one spoke:

Father time, Great spirit in the sky
here and now the time is-
and in your halls the space is along with living water
and fire that quenches never...

Shall I fly like an Eagle and bring the news
to your children far?
For my heart is hearing all the time
the call from many a star...

Shall I fly and like a Hawk shall I sing?
Tune will roam with your frequency
thus awakening of your little ones
will be the marvel we all want.

Hum...hum...hum

One more voice begun to sing and it sang...brothers and sisters - it sang!
But words were not there...
The echo of Love silently rang.
Thus all there new...the time is here to create anew.

Every soul joined to tune in the vibration of clarity...
For they created then and there the future that many lived here,
and many shall live
for it is Divine one, the perfect feel...

And then- they all knew.
What moves the eternity and gives the view,
of holy ones abiding in light
and their lofty places forever shining bright.
Thought was that Love is there
hidden away from God`s sons and daughters fair.

Hum...hum...hum...

The vision appeared to one...
He was the only soul who dared not sing.
His thought was bent to faraway place
his eyes could pierce the light dim
and unseen by many clearly see.

Let us go now!
Brothers, sisters let us fly!
It is time to renew the hearts cry,
to awaken and sanctify
all which have the seed of God.

And many a spirit will aid us now
they shall take forms according to the very world
they will roam with us!
Thus shall we go forth and fear no more!

Fear no more of who we are
`cause Love is dwelling in our souls now.
Let`s go!

And fire blazed in many colors...
and souls went on to perform and roam.
To awaken sleeping children of God
To be what they already are-Love.

Remember...
Remember...
Remember now your place around that fire.
Before the universe took its shape and form
before we all went out to roam
to do the deed and become Love...

Remember the fire,
And God`s words:
"Go forth and be Love.
Sanctify all that your thought touches.
Made it holy forever,
impose your will of Love
and see the universe growing above!
Go forth and be -my children- be Love."




I would like to add more but I will leave you all to remember.
It is an exhilarating feeling when you remember and feel the Love within.

Delight
30th August 2015, 04:16
I would like to add more but I will leave you all to remember.
It is an exhilarating feeling when you remember and feel the Love within.


I loved the poem and this is a great thread.

I wrote this poem a year or so ago. Sharing it here because it is true for me.....

Being full of kissing bliss,
a being glowed and sparkled, effervesced.
Damn! She could not hold it, felt remiss.
Sought to fix her, knowing this.

People have their daily trials of love,
the wax and wane of feeling "up above"
the hardship. And the seeming dove
of peace does light as often as she moves.

The love is always here.
Life's perfect kisses come and go.

Patience will us educate,
a spot of nothing where all waits.
In stillness paradox negates
that love's kisses heisitate.

Lover lost her patience, tried to reinstate
The feeling: how her love's kiss did translate.
She sought a short cut at cut rate.
Could not restore her Holy happy state.

The love is always there
have patience, kisses come and go

Not to say we shouldn't seek and learn.
We feel an urge to understand, we yearn
to stop the tides, to soothe a burn,
to keep the milk from being churned.

The stream of life has tides and rhythm in,
Like a bread that seeks it's leavening.
Punches for the bread is heavening:
lighter loaf from seeming dampening.

The love is always there.
Life's perfect kisses may feel blows.

In the mirror, I end my preaching,
stop pretending what I am reaching
is the hopeful of a perfect teaching.
Nothing stalls but ego's over reaching!

My world is perfectly imperfect and OK,
I may be always feeling happy any way.
Happiness is more than just that day
preferred, proffered kisses came my way.

The love is always there
Love's perfect kisses come and go.

Suffering is not in love's domain.
It is our own realm where hurts explain
themselves as we have felt a pain;
where we have contradictions to disdain.

Maybe like rubber of a sling that stretches,
we pull taut and tight to feel like wretches.
By letting go we see releasing fetches
such a goodness! There in, whole-ly, kissing meshes.

Love is always here.
Kissing kissing kissing as we go.

Zionbrion
30th August 2015, 05:06
This is my favorite room in the house!

AHO

So, I was given an alternate name some years ago, and I used it for a while, but then was guided to stop using it and just go by Brian, and that this other name was my spirits name. I haven't actually thought about this for a while, and reading LionHawk's story brought it flooding back.

So when I was 21 I went to Kauai for the winter with a friend, we were beach bums to the max! On our journey we met this man that was living on the island with his family out of a camper van. He had a wife and two kids and loved to smoke the chalice! (His blend was about 50/50 tobacco/marijuana) his whole philosophy was hindu based, because we would always chant shiva mantra when we smoked with him. And after singing together he would always give some sort of discourse.

Well one of the times we smoked with him I became ultra sleepy and went to lay down, I put my hands over my heart and almost immediatley travelled out of my body to some other familiar world, I was away from my body for about 3 minutes and when I came back a distinct voice said, "do you know Nagosa". I said No, and this voice said, "this is your new name" I told all my friends that day and Wa-la I had a new name.


This happened about a month into the 3 long month stay on the island. The day before I left I was at a coffee shop and there was this old man who I had seen around before and talked to very little. I went up to ask him if I could roll one of his ciggarettes, and he was reading a giant copy of the Torah, but at the time speaking to this other man about his past life he was seeing. They did not know eachother prior. After the old man told him where he had lived in his past life and other various things about it. The guy said "that is so weird because I am flying there tomorrow, I bought a continuing ticket to there from Kauai and I wasn't sure why I just had to do it."
After their conversation he turned to me and started talking about one of my past lifes, he told me I had lived in Portugal and I was an explorer, one time when I went to sea we encountered a horrible storm and I was very lucky to survive. He didn't say much else about it.


So the next day I fly home and my parents picked me up and I went to stay with them until my job in the spring started. It was around the time when all the new fancy flat screen TVs were coming out and my parents had just gotten one. They wanted to show me how clear the picture was so my mom turned it on and went to the history channell, and litterally the first words out of the speakers were "and the portugese explorers left the shore and the encountered a horrible storm, there were very few survivors" I was like hey, I was on that ship! Thinking back I wish I had payed more attention and watched that episode, but at the time it was just another synchronicity in a sea of serendipity that was my life.


So now I had access to the internet I decided I had better type in Nagosa and see what comes up, at first all I could find was it is the name of one of the Tibetan Buddhist Gods, and the other was it is a name in Ethiopia, I emailed someone from their to try and get a translation, but they said its untranslatable. Eventually I found that there is a very tiny town in Portugal named Nagosa. I always meant to go there when I was travelling more, but I never made it and am more stationary for the moment. I still feel I will go there someday though.

Thank you for reading about Nagosa :)

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 14:34
Please don't take this the wrong way. But it has been somewhat of a rough morning, this morning. In a good way if that makes any sense at all.

Like you said Beren, saying thank-you doesn't cut it. So I will not say thank-you either. I will not say thank-you to Delight either.

But what I will say is that the tears of a Blackfoot run as small creeks going south, flowing so, that time comes to a stop. What you both have shared with us at this campfire with your beautiful song just swelled up the banks of my heart. Even now, writing this to you, those creeks are flowing. I am speechless. In a good way and now I must conclude this post.

I love you both!

Shadowself
30th August 2015, 15:25
If you don't mind lionhawk I'd like to turn your fire flames purple for a short story and a very personal one.

In my awakening one of the first places I was taken was a purple water fall. I was so afraid to see it. I didn't know why at first. But something scared me about it.

In my search I accidentally ran into a story of the Sisters of the violet Flame that sounded more Native American than anything. But I kept on picking up Egyptian protocols from the energy signature. I didn't know why so I asked the lady who wrote about it and she herself said no that cannot be this is Native American. But it kept on nagging me. So I looked it up. And sure enough I was right. So I showed her this and she was as surprised as I was:


Sisters of the Violet Flame,
an order of women who practice the ancient Egyptian traditions of Isis
and the Essenes.

She had no idea that this practice came from Egyptian protocols. So what does this have to do with the price of tea in China you ask?

Well check it:

An ancient tale shown to me in the color wheel of A violet Flame and story of an Ancient goddess and the creating of a template viewed through a purple waterfall would certainly take too long. This story is not one spoken of here. It was a secret to all....yet quite verifiable. When I was first told this narrative I was quite fearful to look behind the water fall. It took me several days to gather the courage...only to find this.

Shortened to:


The first created template of love was viewed by Creation in this purple water fall. A love so strong both the man and woman who became the template would die to keep the Violet flame alive...turning the waterfall where this love was born purple.

Creation had never seen this before...it was the first of it's kind.

The kind men have have gone to battle for to protect that love,
because they'd give up their lives to protect their loved ones.

Through this violet flame....and purple waterfall a love so strong it can never die.

https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTr8KcpcRvJHiMfdDdsni6d1lISKmiUJTbMacsRqrdqC9i7agvv

The symbol of a love so strong one would die for it... became the purple heart.

An ancient tale not spoken of but whispered in the hall of records and valley of knowledge.

https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRi991r7Yyjlsrlx-rgQiy7Kw6R5sI6_jnvbgrIOY6VbYyd8xkH

Purple Flame ~ Eternal Love


The template ~ It can never die

Sisters of the Violet Flame,
an order of women who practice the ancient Egyptian traditions of Isis
and the Essenes.


I don't know the secret tradition of said ceremony....but detected the protocols non the less.

That purple flame and the template are ONE and the SAME.

When I first ran into this purple water fall I finally did take a look behind that water fall and saw that I had indeed died for that love twice. A rare love indeed and one that is still alive in the purple flame of the heart.

Namaste Lionhawk and eternal love to all!

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 15:34
Another gem of Divine perfection. This is so coool. You get it Nagosa! The purpose of this thread is about what is within you and the telling of what that means. "Chronicles of the Human Awakening." That is where the synchronicity then reveals itself and then shines the inner light out from the soul. That is the awakening. And I think that is what is so wonderful about what is going here in this thread. Without you all coming in and putting a log on the fire and sharing with us from your heart, none of this would be happening. It is first hand in every way.

Yes, I could go about reading all kinds of second hand stuff and get caught on the flypaper it is presented on. Lower my frequency, with my petty judgments in the form of negative opinion. Coming from a place of speculation which is a place of not knowing. You can believe all you want but until you prove that belief out into a knowing you end up still not knowing. But this is not the case here and that in of itself brings me great joy and bliss. :sun:

I took your name and did some things with it this morning and I will do something that I can do and that is to bless it. With your permission of course.

What I would like to share is what I actually heard when I spoke your name. Maybe others here would like to try this. First say it as you see it on the screen. Sounds okay and easily pronounceable. Now let's do something a little different. Say "NA." Then say "Gose." Then say "AH."
Now whisper those three sounds very slowly pausing in between the three sounds. Do this a few times and then tell us what you hear. I am going to reserve what I wanted to share, so that we get it first hand from you first.

I greatly appreciate what you posted here and maybe we can all learn something from it and that will help "awaken" others out of their deep sleep. There is so much power in the spoken expression of a name. It will make you remember!!!!

Namaste'

Zionbrion
30th August 2015, 15:56
LionHawk, When I say it like that, it feels like I am having a realization. Another thing I feel is similar to a phrase like no worries, because the Na feels like me, so it feels like 'I sigh in comfort.'
One time I introduced my self as Nagosa to a young woman and then she repeated the name back to me, but in a drawn out mantra form, like NaaaaaaaaaaaGooooooooooooooosssssaaaaaaaaaaaaa, and then motioned for me to do it with her, that was the first time I realized how much the syllables and tones reverberate the heart...or maybe she was just really cute. :confused:

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 16:25
Awesome post Shadowself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You had to go there. My towel is still very wet from the drying of the creeks on my face this morning. What you have anchored here in this room of this great house of Avalon is something so many have forgotten. But it is there in their hearts somewhere and they can sense it. They long for it. Their deep feelings of longing for it causes them to feel as though they have been abandoned. And for those of us who have remembered, find ourselves wanting to embrace those who can't remember, with so much compassion, letting them know that they haven't been and we are waiting ever so patiently for them to come back to our loving embrace.

Let your post here become a beacon from this great house, and call unknowingly to those who don't remember.

There is so much more I could say about this but that is a story for another day. Soon............

Let your post shine and call with all the loving intention that came from within you!
:inlove:

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 16:34
Yes! But more so! I also had a vision when I spoke your name. I looked into a room where there was a young boy laying on a bed. A blanket was floating towards him and gently covered him. You could hear a wind in the room. Soft, so soft and the boy fell asleep in a most peaceful sleep. So yes, comfort. So that is what you bring forth from your heart. And when your name is softly spoken anywhere in the World it will have the power to bring comfort to those who need it and I thereby bless it as such.

You done good young Man! :highfive:

Billy
30th August 2015, 18:49
I have been feeling this past while that the cat has got my tongue :cat: I decided until the cat decides to let go that silence is golden.

This is my first post for quite a while, I just want to give my thanks to Lionhawk for this thread and thanks to all who are sharing their stories around the campfire. I shall quietly wonder off into the woods to gather some well seasoned and dry logs and pile them nearby for all to use.

I leave you two pictures. The first is for Lionhawk, inspired by his Wolf story.

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the second is for whoever holds the feather stick. and all who listen.

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Love to all.

Shadowself
30th August 2015, 19:41
I too will reciprocate to Lionhawk for starting this awesome thread; something he gifted me a long time ago. I shared with him my aversions to the Lily. It has a certain stigma to me which is certainly not destined to this thread.

But he shared it with me as a gift and now I share it back to him and this thread with the healing it was intended for.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXgPIxSEFAY

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 20:04
What a day so far. I'm kind of wiped out from all the joy and bliss from this morning. So I had to take a break........ let the fire cool down a bit.

I wanted to continue my little story from yesterday, previous page, posting on the name thing. But before I dive into that I would also like to share some things that have not been revealed as to my journey. I'll keep it brief in hopes that you get a better understanding as to how this journey has taken form.

Going back, the childhood years, many things had happened right under the very roof I was raised up in. Also outside of that roof. That being said, being a child is what it is. You don't know or understand the ways of the World or for that matter know you are on a World. Being naive is just being a child. And there is nothing at all wrong with that. We all have been there and done that. So here it goes.....

I was born in Hartford, Connecticut, USA. We moved out of Hartford when I was 4 1/2 years of age. Moved out into the country in a small rural farming type setting. The house we moved to was a puzzle of sorts as those who had previously lived there had added on to the place. Like 3 houses built into one. Different ages of time being incorporated as well. Basically it was a shanty of sorts, nestled on 17 acres of land filled with many oak trees. And then surrounded by many acres of forest.

The first night, I just knew there was something wrong about the place and had this distinct feeling of being watched as I laid there on my new, used bed. For my folks, it was a new beginning. One where they were no longer renting and now could own something and really call it theirs. The American dream as it were. But for some weird reason, every effort to go forward ended up going backward. And what sprung forth from the beginning of that, manifested itself into a living nightmare. A nightmare that lasted about 15 years till I left the place when I turned 18.

Basically in a nutshell, we were poor. Like dirt poor. If you found a penny on the ground somewhere, you felt as though you won the lotto and you spent it on gum called Bazooka. I was the number one son and my Dad saw fit to give me all the responsibility he didn't want to deal with. At age 5 he gave me 150 baby chicks to take care of. Had given me an adult axe to split wood with and a whole list of chores. Mind you we had moved from the city where you walked on sidewalks. There were no sidewalks where we were and I was constantly falling down from tripping on something on the ground. I had to learn how to walk again.The Winters were cold and unforgiving. Snow higher than me would cut us off from going anywhere for days on end. Shovel, shovel, shovel. We used wood to keep warm and that you know is it's own chore.



http://i62.tinypic.com/15ry0l1.jpg


Did I mention we also had ghosts? Did I mention that things in the physical also seem to have a mind of it's own? Most of my days as a child was generally in a state of TERROR! Going to school was no picnic either. The "Cross" of persecution I had to carry because I had mentioned that I saw ghosts all the time to one of my school buddies, was a load that labeled me a black sheep and followed me into my adult life. Kids can be the cruelest of creatures. Sometimes I thought the ghosts were friendlier, even though I was terrified of them. Plus the fact that there was no one to go to for answers. I did pursue the religion of the Catholic church but when push came to shove, I discovered they didn't practice what they preached. So back to square one.

So my beginnings were of humble means. I did find joy with Mother nature and that kept me from going insane. And I did things of like Native American stuff. I could howl like a wolf, climb the tallest of trees, sing like an Indian, build forts, hunt and fish, without knowing why and that is what I am speaking of when I say the naive aspects of a child. The bottom line was I saw myself as a poor white kid. I didn't know I had Native American blood in me. I was just a kid. Many things fitted into place long after those years.

So now it is June, 1995. I loaded up my 84 VW van, (water cooled), and went westward. I had left my daughter out there in Utah and wanted to return into her life. For the next couple of years, I would go fishing out of the Salt Lake Valley and ended up in some most spectacular places you have never even heard of. Also in many Native American lands.

On one such trip, was Flaming Gorge. I had to go up on Interstate 80 into Wyoming to get there and then get off an exit and head south. I would end up crossing this one section of desert that was at one time covered by ocean many years ago. As you entered this section, I looked up on one of the hills and there was a Brave sitting on his horse overlooking the area. The horse was black and white, like a spotted pinto pony. He was also dressed in black and white, his head dress was just feathers that laid down along his hair. He was young, strong, serious looking, or focused. The horse was also strong. As I came across the ridge I saw him looking at me and he gave a small motion as if I could pass on and enter this place, with his blessing. But here was the thing. He was a ghost. And in the bright Sun light. Not a typical ghost.

In the days of yesterday after I received my name, I NOW realize how many tribal lands that I have been welcomed to since then as a brother. The Utes, Apache, Hopi, Arapaho, Choctaw, Lakota, Shoshone, Paiute, Seminole, Cherokee, Catawba, Chickasaw, Crow, Cheyenne, Navajo, etc. When I say welcomed to, I mean actually been there and spent time there. Not just passing through.

It was something that just naturally happened. I think that this counsel of shamans sent out a memo to many elders of these nations to allow me to visit with them as a brother. I remember the eyeball of a Crow who just looked at me first with some disdain but then of respect. That was an awkward moment. hahahaa

So all this from some poor, naive, skinny white kid. Talk about a wake up call.


GO FISHING!

Lionhawk
30th August 2015, 21:29
Thank-you Billy!!!!!

You are most welcomed here any time. :bigsmile:

And if we run low on wood, we, you and I can get some together! And I won't tell anyone you showed up. sssshhh.........

You're solid here!!!

Shadowself
31st August 2015, 14:17
Good morning Mr Lionhawk! Grab some coffee.

I don't often speak of things I experience that I can't validate but a great portion of what I'm about to share I can validate with photos and documents and time stamped writing. So here goes and just for fun I'm going to be theatrical because I often feel like my life is one big Hollywood movie waiting to come the Nearest....

Theater of the Parallel Universe.



Please Make Sure your Seatbelt is Securely Fastened and your Tray Table is Stowed for Take Off…


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mbnS1mw3_s

After many years and dreams of events that later took place, I Sirius(ly) questioned the nature of reality and TIME. It nagged me always. But I had no idea where to look.

Then one day while at work talking to a coworker with one leg. He started discussing his phantom pain. The conversation got around to the nature of reality in general and the man told me while he was in college he took a parapsychology class at UCLA I believe it was. He told me of a curriculum text book for said class and told me he would give me the book to read.

The book:

Journeys Out of the Body
By Robert Monroe

Text book curriculum

Fascinated I could never put the book out of my mind. But busy mom I was, it took ten years later for me to proceed with the nagging quest for answer to this "nature of reality".

Problem; I was STUCK IN A ROOM.


Enlisting the help of two human(beings) I was able to see all content in the room. There was a door. That door led to (you guessed it)

ANOTHER ROOM!

Good god what's with the rooms?

First room ~ Ritual preparation

Second room ~ Hell on Wheels Ritual!

Bad room ~ Dark ritual ~ Egyptian

Brought me to my knees sobbing/tears streaming

GOOD GOD! Black lines are appearing on my hands at random times

In the ReMembering



I was forced/coerced to participated in said ritual or else!

Or else what?

They would kill my loved ones

They did/I fold and LOSE IT!

Faced myself ~ How could this be?

Listed content in said room.

Items: Large Stone block (alter), Jewel encrusted throne, And CURIOUS DISC(?)

I faced myself in this room and was FINALLY ABLE to GET out of the ROOMS!

I NEVER want to get stuck in a room again!

But I had to see it ~ Face myself

To move on

So this is where it starts ~ I receive an EMERALD BUTTERFLY

http://cameraclubottawa.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/emerald.jpg

A sign of metamorphosis

Then the two human(beings) are asked to leave...Step aside and they take over.

Artemis/guide and the boys (Bartholomew, Eros, & Mortimer) will take over from here

We will now control the transmission

Note anagram: Artemis ~ Master I


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2I7vPbthvWo

I'm trippin now!

Who are these (Egyptian looking) guys?

I must tell you they are showing me things I can't conceive! Then later I validate with random Myth and pure physics!

Artemis Says often: See...I told you so!

So I ask Artemis: What was that curious disc in that room?

A duplicate he says. And it's time you know.

"Know what" I say?

Artemis is concerned and worried about me

He sheds a tear and says "you don't understand your power"

"How emotion can set the stage for Error in programming"

He plays a song for me

And I, the cynic I was said "it needs more cow bell". The song:

(little did I know at that time it would be played for me one more time in the Future)...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClQcUyhoxTg

Yeah right I say....what power might that be?

He then proceeds to show me this power

All colors combined ~ White Room

Damn! Another room?!?

But the intensity was immense.

Just a small taste for you this time Shadowself

Future emotion can create Error

HUH?

:noidea:

Okay Artemis I get it...sort of.

Then he takes me to an ancient portal system guarded by little guys who's name I could not translate.

As I pass the little guys/guards of the portal entrance...they whisper

There she goes.

They knew me?

Curious....

Please fasten your seatbelts for landing/docking

Arrival

There it WAS...

The most intense color I've ever seen

A landscape to DIE FOR!

I ask what is this place?

Artemis says HOME.

I've died and gone to heaven!

But Artemis stops me and says this is who YOU(WE) are.

Then he proceeds to show me an ancient building of stone marvel

How do they do that? Such intricate stone work!

This building is a storage facility

Where in fact the ancient "discs" are stored and kept for safe keeping

A "set" of discs in various sizes. Some very in size....some in a strange configuration.

He proceeds to tell me of the quest that men have died for to acquire and thus duplicate.

I still don't fully understand at this juncture but then it happens.

He takes me outside the building to a beautiful clearing

He commissions one of the discs...it floats to the clearing as if guided there.

Then a green laser emits and strikes me.

It envelopes me and everything around me turns a green so intense!

A green with frequency of the most intense yet tranquil infusion.

It's done he says. You're back now.


Back now? I was gone?

I was torn by emotion of an ancient ritual...fragmented...and STUCK IN A ROOM!

Least that not happen again eh?

I was gone for a VERY long time....thousands of years EARTH TIME. I ReMembered!

But time is only in the blink of an eye.

http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/350/d/8/eye_of_ra_by_cqillustration1111-d5o9kwk.jpg

In the Color WHEEL/VORTEX

Green is the Heart Chakra

Where it is believed your most intense emotion exists...that of

LOVE

Emotion can JADE the heart

Jade: A muddy color of Green

Apparently the reason why I needed that infusion of Green from the discs was because the next time that song Don't fear the reaper was played for me on my computer in the morning quite out of the blue without any assistance from me I took notice and did a time stamp document and screen shot for the date of May 3rd. The day before my son died.

~

ReVive/ReNew that color (Green) and take a ride...

What could it hurt

~

Movie is over now, but I loved the ending. The music was the best and I leave you with Don Felder’s Heavy Metal as I take my locknar down the road.

http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120526191904/villains/images/3/3b/HeavyMetal.jpg


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etVoT35XH_4

Lionhawk
31st August 2015, 16:01
Let's just say I had a great weekend spending my time here at Avalon. It was full of joy, bliss, music, and laughter. I thank everyone for the sharing of you at this campfire. I can only hope everyone experienced the same. :highfive:

I have also decided to print out 2 beautiful works of LOVE and frame them and hang them up in our wooden teepee, with a metal roof. I will make the frames by cutting down a once mighty oak who wasn't so mighty when it got hit by lightning. It may appear to be dead but it has been charged. I will mill the wood with a guiding hand and Dewalt. ;) Once done I will post pics of those works and share that with you. :bigsmile: I am drawing the energy from this thread and creating a manifestation of that energy by doing this to honor what has been shared and given freely. The video of the church was an inspiration in of itself. Anchoring craftsmanship to this thread. I said we can make that work and I will. :bigsmile:

Now for some of you walking by this campfire, skirting stealthily by the log pile, you may think that no one has seen you. I see you. You may think that this guy putting logs on the fire is many trees short of a forest. That's okay. So instead of getting into an argument with you as you lean on the log pile, I personally invite you to put a log on the fire because I want to show you something. It doesn't mean you have to accept it. I honor your free agency.

BUT KNOW THIS...... the fire requires you to have integrity and it will burn away your opinions of judgement and once that has happened it will warm your heart in the most soothing of ways. If you walk away with just that experience, then we have been honored to have you in our circle of warm, leaving you with an open invite for you to exercise anytime you like. I will always make sure, {SSSHHHH.......along with some help from a guardian of the logs;)} that there will always be a log so you can put on this fire and share in the warmth of our journeys. It's not about an ego tripping old fool you think you are dealing with. If that is what you think {opinion}, then may I suggest you seek a greater understanding and gain wisdom from that understanding so that you can find balance with your own ego. Only then will the warmth of your heart be felt around this fire.

What I am about to share is something that happened about 3 years ago in our back yard, in broad daylight. Now you have read many a story I have put down on the screen, from my own first hand journey, and yet you can only try to imagine that journey. Without that word called, "Proof." You decide with the following.

Our property is .76 acres and has trees on the back edge and a side edge, with a good size lawn. We decided to purchase a John Deere mower since my health issues were affecting my ability to mow. We had an electric push mower, the one with a 100' electrical cord and it would take me about 5-6 hours to mow the lawn. That mower was a pain and really designed for a real small lawn. Wrestling with the power cord just added to the pain.

So I parked this new mower in the back yard as you will see here shortly. We were sitting along the other edge of our property along a fence. Our dog Buster was also happy about the mower and decided he wanted to try it out for himself. :sun:


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So we decided to take some photos of Buster. We took 3. The first one you can see it start to manifest. So it was no fluke as all 3 pics had energy manifesting. You may not see it on the screen right now. Save it and then magnify it. Also scroll up and you can see the shape of a head. Then realize this was a huge entity. So a little work needs to be done on your part. Also notice the energy starting at the mower deck, starboard side. We didn't sense it and discovered it after. But there it is. In broad daylight. :bigsmile:


Namaste' and Nagosa

Valley
31st August 2015, 23:09
...Where did that talking stick go?... Here, I found it...

Yes Lion... With that church building/construction project I was especially impressed by the somehow almost seamless unification of the many different mediums, materials, and styles... Which went hand-in-hand with the imaginative use of a "blunder" into beauty, in the concrete podium structure portion.

It brings back memories from many moons ago of an older Greek construction engineer/Flamenco guitar player that I had the opportunity to work with once... while on a smaller scale construction/concrete job. He had been involved with and lead multitudes of concrete/construction jobs of varying scales during his life. He said to me, and the one other worker at the 'job' one day... "Giving any building project an 'organic look', is one of the most important parts of 'the job'. If you don't include it... the job is basically worthless."

We had a lot of fun on that job... overlooking smoothed rolling green grass hillsides from a high ridge, with the Great Sea barely visible in the distance through a few small 'windows' between the cascading hills. The three of us were the only workers for this job, other than the fast-paced, calculating, 'busy-body' and curious Mennonite doctor "Earl the Squirrel" (they called him). It was a harmonizing balance of the Greek, philosophizing master-builder, and Flamenco guitar extraordinaire "Jimmy"... the well-seasoned, do-it-yourself, all-repair specialist and master craftsman "Gene"... and me... the receptive, perceptive, resourceful, corrective-perspective and perplexing 'rookie'. It was the only time the three of us worked together out on a 'job', but we decided one day while taking a break and enjoying the grand, expansive views... to call ourselves, "Low-Key Construction"... which we signed into a section of fresh concrete steps... giving the project one final "organic look".
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Here's the talking stick... Who's next in the circle? I'm going for more logs so everyone can settle in and stay nice and warm for this next tale...


Valley,

No worries as we can make this happen. I see several things here. The first one is POTENTIAL! That church was incredible. A true piece of 3D art with a purpose. I can't say for sure but in today's time could anyone have the skills to build such a place? The craftsmen are disappearing. Can you imagine how they did all that with what tools they had at the time? Blows me away.

That was no small project either. Look at all the woodwork and I know firsthand what that takes to covert a wood log into a finished board. Amazing!!!!!!! Someday I will show pics of what project I am working on. But for now I have to keep it quiet.

:highfive:

Lionhawk
31st August 2015, 23:30
Valley,

Hey, you got any pics of what you worked on in Greece?

I'm terrible when I watch TV as I am always looking at the flooring, cabinets, furniture, in the show. :sun:

RunningDeer
1st September 2015, 01:13
So we decided to take some photos of Buster. We took 3. The first one you can see it start to manifest. So it was no fluke as all 3 pics had energy manifesting. You may not see it on the screen right now. Save it and then magnify it. Also scroll up and you can see the shape of a head. Then realize this was a huge entity. So a little work needs to be done on your part. Also notice the energy starting at the mower deck, starboard side. We didn't sense it and discovered it after. But there it is. In broad daylight. :bigsmile:


Namaste' and Nagosa


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RunningDeer ♡

Lionhawk
1st September 2015, 03:19
Two people come to mind on this subject in the now moment. KATHY & SHADOWSELF. They are two lovely women on this forum who have both paid a great price. They are survivors of great personal tragedy and have accomplished so much soul growth from that. My hat raises and I bow in honor of you both. A lot can be learned from these two lovely ladies, so if you happen to be around their space, know that you are in the presence of the Divine. In support of you both, I have a story that also validates your testimony.

Back when I was 16, I decided to run away from home. I had a couple of friends who wanted to run away too, so we teamed up with all of $5.35 cents between us and took off for Alaska. Sounds stupid and it was. Not very well planned out looking back now. A nation wide bulletin was issued and we were caught within 24 hours. We made the News. But it wasn't a good thing. We didn't even get out of the state of Connecticut. We gave a cop a run for it though but he was very wise as a warning shot was fired as my friend Dean and I were about to fly over a 6' fence. Meanwhile, Eric was hiding behind a garbage can and the cop hit the can with his car, flushing Eric out of hiding. This all happened in seconds. The jail cell we were in was quiet except for the sound of a tennis ball bouncing off the wall. Of course fear was setting in and we didn't know what was coming next. Our parents had been contacted and were on their way. Since we didn't do anything criminal, they released us to our parents. But that wasn't the end of it. I knew my Dad was going to tan my hide. To my surprise he gave me a small lecture and made me get a haircut. Are you kidding me, I thought, but I didn't complain?

It was decided that I was going to be put in a school. Just for the summer. Just for 3 weeks. The name of the school was called the Wilderness School. It was a school that was sponsored by the state of Connecticut for troubled kids. Teenagers with all kinds of luggage. Sexual, drug, physical, and whatever abuse you can think of. They were a by product from many dysfunctional families.

I was dropped off from a van to the frontage of the camp. The camp seemed typical with a few cabins, lodges, canoeing equipment, in a nice setting of trees. Other vans pulled up and more teenagers exited the vans. Our names started to be called so that we could be grouped in crews of 10. Once a grouping was completed, they would be directed to a location away from the camp frontage. So now here we go, we're altogether now and they led us in front of a massive wall made of logs. The logs went vertical in height of 13'. It was about 12' wide. So now the brainwashing program begins. Our two camp counselors introduced themselves as our crew leaders. John & Charlotte. They tell us that in the next 3 weeks we will change you. I remember saying to myself, "What can they do to change my life and in 3 weeks?" Yeah...Right!

They further inform us that we would learn to live together, learn to work as a team, hike some of the Appalachian Trail, rock climb, white water canoe, go on a solo, and complete the course with a 10 mile cross country run. i think everyone went into shock when they heard about this 10 mile run.

They didn't waste any time either. They had us all get in a tight group and made us grab a left hand with our right hand. It was a tangled mess and then told us to untangle ourselves without breaking away, into a circle. That caught our attention. Then we had to get everyone over that 13' wall. Without any props. We were a crew of 5 guys and 5 gals. All total strangers. I really had my doubts as one of the guys, nick named Porky, was getting stared at by all of us. Are you kidding me? It wasn't easy but we did it. We conquered 13' of wall as a team effort.

The next few days were about preparation for the journey on the Appalachian Trail. We ran a mile in the morning and at the end of the run was a cold and I mean cold trout pond, which you dove into. We did some bushwhacking and safety training along with first aide. We were also getting to know each other. I don't know what was harder. Getting to know or the trout pond. But we stuck with it and on the 4th day we embarked. We were saddled with some serious backpacks, loaded with everything that we would need for the trail. Rope, dehydrated food, sleeping gear, tents, etc. They weren't day packs in other words.

We left the camp in the afternoon and were set on the trail to get to the real trail. We got up on a summit and made camp just before dark. Just enough time to cook dinner. Dinner sucked and I was the one that made it. Everyone either lied to me or actually liked it. I don't know which. It had lentils in it and I wasn't a fan at all.

So a storm moves in on us and we all sought shelter like mice. On a mountain summit surrounded by lightning rods called oak trees, we found ourselves hugging each other in shear fright as the lightning was striking the mighty oaks and several trees came down around us. The next morning when we got up we were amazed as to the number and how close we came to being dead. I'm talking a couple of feet away from our tents. I will never forget that.

So in the days forward from that point in time, we did alright. We always got to where our goal was set. The Appalachian Trail is an American treasure that demands your respect and in kind will take care of you. Waterfalls provided some cool showers as we were doing this in the heat of middle summer. Going downhill off a mountain can be more difficult than going up one. The beauty was priceless. Yes we had our small arguments but they were few. We bonded as we went and I will never forget the one girl with tinker bells tied to her hiking boots, hanging off a rope on the side of a cliff. She had fallen off this rock face about 70' up and just scared the hell out of us. Dusty was belaying her and here she was dangling, laughing her ass off 70' above the ground. Laughing with total abandonment and I can still hear those tinker bells sounding off. We encouraged each other to the very end. When one would find themselves in the middle of a challenge and appear to be stuck, we got behind them and said you can do this! No one had told us below the mountains in our lives that we could do anything. They had programmed us to fail, and be under the control of their agenda, which was passed down to them from their parents and the madness from the dysfunctional thrived. But we climbed out of the funk of dysfunction by letting the mountain show us the way with every step, up or down. It forgave us and we learned how to forgive.

Solo time. We are getting ever closer to that 10 mile nightmare run we would have to face. But first we have to go and face a different nightmare and that was our "SELF. " Our counselors took us individually to a place in the woods along a creek. NO TALKING during this process and Charlotte motioned where my boundaries were located along this creek. We were only supplied with a rain poncho and a bag with raisins and peanuts. They wanted us to fast because this was going to last for 24 hours. I never saw anyone in the area. This was also the time when unbeknownst to us that we were about to go through a process of inner transformation. Indeed. When it was over and we were all brought back to camp, you could not help but notice the change that took place in all of us.

We took on the run. They combined the event with another crew and so there was 19 possible places. But Porky found a way to screw that up, creating 17 possible places instead, as two of our gals, one on each side of him, encouraging him to go forth, crossing the finish line, all three of them in 7th place!

They sent me home with a certificate of completion and a tee shirt. I couldn't walk for 3 weeks. The run crippled me but I was now smiling on the inside with new eyes. The doors to my soul that had been slammed shut from all the terror I went through as a child, were now opened. The tee shirt I was given had the Wilderness School printed on it over a huge blue butterfly. I will take a butterfly over any gold trophy any day. It symbolizes the gold trophy of the spirit when a great accomplishment has been earned and realized. Make no mistake about it as you will find validation from the two lovely ladies in this house of Avalon. I get it!

All that being said, there is more from this story that one may want to hear in the future. But in the meantime i dedicate this story to Kathy and to Shadowself because I know of the backpack that you had to carry on that mountain was a very heavy one.

The school is still alive today, after 40 years.

Namaste' and Nagosa

Valley
1st September 2015, 04:29
I don't think I've any pics of my own, but "Gene" definitely took some at different stages of the job. Thanks for asking as I'll be seeing him again in a few days and will see if I can get some copies to share here & have for myself. The job wasn't in Greece though... I guess I didn't make that clear. "Jimmy" was Greek, but living in northern CA at the time... and the job was north of San Francisco a little ways, beyond the majorly populated areas.

That teepee project sounds sweet... honored to have been part of the inspiration and this lovely thread. I will say that I was definitely feeling a great warmth/love as I was writing that last story and getting to post. That fire is burning well, my friend.

Blessings All Around...
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Valley,

Hey, you got any pics of what you worked on in Greece?

I'm terrible when I watch TV as I am always looking at the flooring, cabinets, furniture, in the show. :sun:

amor
1st September 2015, 04:44
You are a member of long standing. I am new and don't know you or your posts. Am I right when I interpret your post about Sol to mean that you have been there, in whatever form? If so, I would like to add something to that line. When I was about 7 years old, I lived in the tropics and we have there whistling frogs and crickets making their background racket of joy. I would look at the stars at night and the thought occurred to me that the stars were great beings. Only, I added the background sounds to that thought and said to myself, the stars are singing. That was before I identified the little noise makers as being separate.

Around 1961, while viewing the sun rising over the horizon where sea meets sky, I felt a ray enter my eyes and penetrate to the center of my head at which time I experienced mental, spiritual contact with a being of great love. I interpreted this as God. We communicated and I experienced the beatific vision, peace, love, joy, eternal life. Can you be more explicit about your Sol experience and the true nature of the sun for we poor folks who missed your experience?

Lionhawk
1st September 2015, 15:26
You are a member of long standing. I am new and don't know you or your posts. Am I right when I interpret your post about Sol to mean that you have been there, in whatever form? If so, I would like to add something to that line. When I was about 7 years old, I lived in the tropics and we have there whistling frogs and crickets making their background racket of joy. I would look at the stars at night and the thought occurred to me that the stars were great beings. Only, I added the background sounds to that thought and said to myself, the stars are singing. That was before I identified the little noise makers as being separate.

Around 1961, while viewing the sun rising over the horizon where sea meets sky, I felt a ray enter my eyes and penetrate to the center of my head at which time I experienced mental, spiritual contact with a being of great love. I interpreted this as God. We communicated and I experienced the beatific vision, peace, love, joy, eternal life. Can you be more explicit about your Sol experience and the true nature of the sun for we poor folks who missed your experience?

Poor folks? Then that makes us family, doesn't it? Your short posting packs a lot of punch. You are much more wiser than you let on and that is a cool thing. :thumbsup: I hope you come around more often to share your Wisdom around this campfire. I think you'll find the same kind of ground beneath our feet and that we are not strangers, but wiser old fools who share the same campfire.

You and I must go fishing! Why? Because you opened up a can of worms. A big can too! :highfive: I appreciate you asking the right questions and in turn I will do my best to not just answer them but to also offer validation with your first hand story.

What I am going to do here is post this up right now and then edit to add because this editor doesn't auto save. I have lost several hours re writing posts and that's a major downer for me. So bear with me and I will get this taken care of. Till then........

Lionhawk
1st September 2015, 22:36
Yes, a member of long standing but not of taller standing. Before the Great Fire of February, 2010, I had signed up on Project Avalon in late September of 2009. A lot had happened between September 2009 and February 2010. It was a wild ride to say the least. 5 months of short standing in reality for me but so much was going on and also behind the scenes, back stage of this forum, behind the curtain. Yes, there were a few major battles that took place. I call them energy battles. There were a few members at the time that were being influenced by dark forces sight unseen. The mods did a great job of keeping things mopped up, but I don't think they even understood what was going on. They could only react to what they saw being written on the screen. However, Anchor, I think caught a glimpse of this but still found himself scratching his head.

When I first signed on to that forum, I knew I was being guided there. I had listened to my inner voice and I knew not to argue about it. I was guided there to find three people. I didn't know at the time the reasons why. In short I did find them and quicker than I thought was possible. Like inside a month. Wow! After a few postings I had made, I started making friends. Some excellent souls I have to say! Some are still here today and you and I know who you are. So the next thing I know, one of these friends came under a psychic attack. And for some reason I was asked to help the victim. Mind you I had no experience at all in this area. It was all new to me. So I jumped in to help and was successful. The next thing you know, behind the curtain, my computer room had turned into like a doctor's office. It was like within 2 months. A madhouse. I was power napping to just get some rest and this was soon to be around the clock. I turned out to be a remote healer. I didn't even know what it was called at the time. But I was busy, busy, busy. The weird part was that I was real good at it and the more I did, the more they came. Crazy. Talk about the Law of Abundance.

Bill and Kerry rarely showed up and understandably so. They started to show up towards the end of their Camelot run. They may have been aware of some of the things but I don't think they knew what was really happening behind the scenes with this forum. And if I know anything about Anchor he did everything possible to protect and to serve that forum. But what was going on was even beyond his pay grade. I am also sure, and this goes without saying, that we didn't know what was going on, on their fronts of knowing. You can jump in any time Bill and I say that with all due respect!

There were sinister forces at work here. It wasn't something that you could pin down either with normal means. My computer was also hacked despite all the safe guards I had in place. I was no dummy when it came to computers. I went to school for it. I had a computer business in Florida. I probably built the first of its kind a computer for the home that could out run in terms of speed, anything they had on the market at that time, with storage capabilities designed for a huge business environment, along with a state of the art music studio for outer space. All built for the home. Careful as you read the following, I want to say "who" hacked into my computer, but I would rather want to say is "what" hacked into my computer? Now having plenty of experience in remote healing, was familiar with what is called energy signatures. The energy signature was an unknown one. Not one where there was people behind it. Like the 3 letters orgs you hear about. This was totally different. It wasn't till a couple of years ago with my meeting with Sol, that it became clearer as to what this energy signature was.

So as it goes, things got crazy. Psychic attacks increased. Some weren't psychic attacks either. Some were of self proclaim healers who ended up doing much more damage than good with certain technology at their disposal. Area 51 stuff. They were in the business of scrambling brains and whatever else all from the disguise of love and light. They had their bases covered as I discovered. They even had a plant inside the mod squad. If you go to my home page you will see that a post I had written was deleted that exposed one such perpetrator of humanity. The mod as you will see was just doing their job and didn't know what I was going on about. The perpetrator and the planted mod ended up in love and left the forum. The mod you will see on that page was not the planted one. Mind you this was right after the Great Fire in February, and Bill really opened up this great house at that time, beginning in March. Bill would know exactly. When this was going down I asked to have my account dismissed since the mod squad was contaminated and this type of damage was going to be allowed to continued on folks. I didn't want any part of it since I had to deal with the wounded end of it. Instead of canceling my account, Anchor put me in retirement. He must of knew something that I didn't at the time. During the Great Fire, there were several meetings with the mod squad and myself concerning the unknown signature aspect. It was becoming clearer to them that I was onto something. Keep in mind that I was trying to serve that forum and only wanted to protect those in it.

At the time all this went down, there were some serious attacks that went way above psychic. "Don't Mention The Reptilians." I won't. But I will mention the DRAGONS! In this sector they are the worse. It is not a MYTH! When the Great Fire was set a blaze, two members here were seriously attacked by Dragons. A huge spear was thrown at one of the members and a scalar weapon was used on the other one. In short the life of the one who had the spear thrown at him was spared by a fellow warrior. That same fellow warrior didn't far so well however. On March 7, 2010 he was struck by a scalar weapon manned by a Dragon who, if you can believe this, had a patch over his right eye. The reason for these attacks was a simple one. The two members had become a threat. I bear good news as they both survived and are still breathing in this great house. The latter didn't fair so well though. He was disabled by the shot and that is a tale for another log sitting.

Now where was I? So I ended up going to the Mists of Avalon. I have since left there and had to leave many friends behind. Even friends who were once my enemies at PA1. It can happen if you work through it. When I left there it was decided I needed a rest from these social networks. I had my fill as it were. However, I did have some contact and it wasn't very long where I just severed all contacts. I needed to do that to have some peace. I think it was G.K. that broke the camel's back finally. He also spoke of Sol. Told everyone that if they didn't believe him to go visit Sol yourself. A later scan reveal that he said that with an arrogance that said you are all to lazy to even try. We had words between us. Not the kind of words that I had expected from him. For some reason he felt threatened by me. It surprised me and my twin flame when we heard him speak on the computer radio networks of things I had spoken of. Things he took and incorporated into his own that was not of his own knowings and then expressing anger towards me as if I had violated him somehow. All in the same breathe. My twin Flame and I were so shocked by this and she will or can testify that my intent was from a loving place. You all know of him as G.K. He tried to come to our tee pee and to do a scan of us but failed. My house and property are shielded and if your frequency isn't high enough you will not be able to get in here. So I decided to take up his challenge and go visit Sol for myself. Prove George right or wrong.

Such was the beginning of a new venture. This is going to get a little complicated but it is the words that make it so. I will try to keep it simple. George had opened a can of worms and these worms weren't the ones you took fishing. He had also expressed that the ships around the Sun were not exactly the friendly type. That was what caught my ears as I knew different. He just spoke with a forked tongue and then my ears started to hear his lies. Even though I didn't expose this to the public when this happened, I think it is pretty evident as to what he is now saying, isn't saying much at all.

If you were to do a meditation and left Earth and went to the Sun, you would probably end up on the surface or just maybe in a time bubble within the Sun. A time bubble where you could see an environment with some kind of folks within it. For you see, the Sun is also a time machine of sorts. On your view of the Sun you see a ball of fire. Our educators would have you "believe" {there's that word again} that it is a molten ball of fission type material. They attempt to back that up showing you a dissection of the sun and what it is made of that their instruments that have this great ability, to reveal to us what they have presented. How convenient I say! I see it as their scientific egos controlling public perception just one more time. The level of technology is impressive I will admit. But we are talking about the Sun and he is no fool. Just the other night i was watching a show about space stuff and they were saying that they had calculated what was going to happen in 3billion years to our Galaxy. REALLY? Go Fish! I told my Twin Flame that we should book a vacation away from here in 3 billion years.

It is all on how you do it. And where you will end up. Do you know where on the Sun you want to go? What is the purpose? As in what is it you would like to experience? Your intention?

Well, I had plenty of intention. So in a nut shell this is what I experienced. I wanted to visit Gaia. She had so often showed up in my sanctuary and I just wanted to pay her in kind with a visit of my own choosing. My intent was to check up on her and see how she was doing. So I went to inner Earth in a meditative state. Not really a meditative state but for the purpose to go through this and explain the important things, don't get caught up on some of these words. (With an activated Merkaba) Mind you there are protective protocols to get where she is and I know what they are. So i arrive at her place of being. We make small talk. She is okay considering what the sick bastards continue to unleash on her. She also has company. Company that is always there with her. Let's just say one of the lies that goes around is that a theory of a black hole exists in the center of the Planet. It's not a black hole but a white hole. You could even say it is a wormhole. one in which connects Gaia to her Solar brothers and sisters but also the Sun. This white hole is also conscious. Divine consciousness. That is her company. So her and I conclude our conversation. Then I heard a soft voice that said do you want to go? It was as if this consciousness knew of my quest of the Sun. So this basically happens by accident in my mind. I said yes. I entered this white hole and within 3 seconds I find myself in total darkness. Now I am standing in place but just can't see a thing.

Then I see 3 specks of light in the darkness. Like cigarette lighter lights. Flickers is the right word here. They got bigger and I realized I was being approached. The 3 lights stood side by side as they approached me. As they got closer they got taller and soon they were 10' in front of me. They were beings in flames. I could also sense they were female, yeah, right? Was I losing it? They turned out to be a welcoming. They turned and I knew I had to follow them. So I followed and they brought me to a place that was just below the plasma surface of the Sun. it was one hell of a light show. I can still see it. Then he spoke. He was so surprised. So surprised that a human would come and visit him. He made it sound like it had never happened before. I could hear his joy as he was so impressed. It caught me by surprise since I am kind of shy. I felt on the spot. But I was so amazed too. The light show and to hear a voice of fission material speak. My perception changed right then and there. I told Sol I had a question. "Ask away," he said. I mentioned that I saw a video of him destroying a comet that was approaching him. He said, "Oh, that!" He continued, "They do that all the time. They think that if they can destroy me that they will have dominion over this system and exploit everything within it." I then asked who are you referring to? "A.I. of course." He said that like I should be aware of that. It was how he said it. He then explained to me that the comets would be programmed with codes embedded in them to destroy him. He then said let me show you, who.

This is where I feel as though I will be falling way short of this story because i can't at present show you the images of what Sol projected into my mind at this point. It was like a room made of metal with all kinds of stuff that was hanging from the walls of it. Very abstract. I remember seeing small open spots of the walls and weird things of metal sticking out from the walls like it was part of the wall in terms of function. And then I saw it. A metallic creature about 2' tall that looked somewhat humanoid. Sol says, "They come in many different sizes and shapes. They are also in the trillions in number. They were on the other side of our Galaxy, 180 degrees away from us, next to the band before the last outer band. When the Black hole {Center of our Galaxy} emitted new codes a few years ago and became form in a wave and started to spread out, this A.I. decided to leave our Galaxy. They somehow new that this wave would destroy what they had built and they didn't want to lose that." He also explained that the new codes were to raise the frequency of the Galaxy. He also stated that this A.I did go to the Andromeda Galaxy for awhile but were now coming back here the long way around because this galactic wave prevented them from taking a more direct route.

This creature had like a mercury component to it as in it's fluid movement. It reminded me of a combination of the Borg in Star Trek and the Replicators in Star Gate. It also had like a grill or heat sink appearance with all kinds of metallic things sticking to it and from it. It did have what looked like 2 eyes but not eyes like we relate to them. I did a scan of it and the energy signature was so close to the energy signature of when my computer was hacked along with all the anomalies at the PA1 site. This energy signature of this creature was a more enhanced version of it. We are not talking of the so called A.I. of Earth here. This is much more different in terms I can't even define. In the scan, I somehow connected and discovered that the A.I. in charge did have a level of consciousness and this little creature was just a mechanical extension of that. kind of like a hive mind done with wireless signals but different than the insect races. The room could have been part of a ship. i don't know.

I didn't get to say good-bye to Sol and to thank him for what he shared with me. Something happened to where my space got interrupted and I found myself back on the Planet. Since then, I was able to receive validation from that experience. On some of my other Merkaba travels, word got out that some human had visited the Sun. Sol apparently wanted to let everyone know he was impressed and was very joyous about it. Now you know why I said when I look up, what I now see. Mind you I wasn't seeking any kind of credit. Not even from Sol. I just want to prove or disprove what George had said.

Here is a secret that has also been kept in hiding. Sol is a 13th dimensional being. How is that possible you may ask when we have been told that we can only experience up to 11.5 dimensional frequency? The Sun is hollow, an incredible time machine if you know what you're doing. Ask the ETs around it. What you see is a plasma coating created by a multi dimensional barrier of 13 dimensions. Or maybe a few of the dimensions.

So yes, Amor...... God if you will is ever present in everything and I can assure you that our Sun isn't going to destroy the Earth. If anything he has protected us from being destroyed. The next time you eat some food just know Gaia and Sol made sure you could. So please acknowledge them at your table's blessing. It's not a religious thing!

Well, this doesn't set right with me because now I know all of us have been scanned by this A.I. I remember telling someone on PA1 that these computers are also windows. Windows that can be looked through in both directions.

I would also like to say that I don't claim to know all the answers as to what I have written of here. All I know is that my awareness was focused on what I had to deal with. I don't want to repeat it and now looking back, I can almost say, I told you so. But all that water is under the bridge now and the stream has changed it's shape and there are more fish now that the Great Fire has come and gone. I also don't want to come off as presumptuous. And if it is a concern or not, I would think it would be better energy spent towards something more formidable such as this evolved A.I. in terms of understanding.

So I just used the last worm in the can and will have to get some more. After this worm gets eaten I will take all these fish, clean them, and cook them over some hot coals on the campfire.


Was this specific enough?:silent:

Beren
2nd September 2015, 04:16
Yes amor,

Lionhawk is a longstanding member.
It`s strangely beautiful how time passed by from all those beginnings where we eagerly went forth...

Before I put a bigger log into the fire, let me warm it up a bit with a small branch...
I remember the moment of birth and a clear distinctive sentence in my mind which came after a deep breath:
"Here we go- let`s do this"
A thought so condensed into the form of and feeling of taking a ride- maybe a last ride in this timeline and body...with a clear intent of what to do.



And now I will put in a fresh log to the fire, there are presences (if this is the right word), various essences in the whole existence if the universe and its multitude of expressions and dimensions. The man in its essence is the very image of God. Of Creator. It has the almighty potential.
That is why it`s being tested from the dawn of his creation by those essences because they claim (some of them) that a man is not worthy of such a gift that it was bestowed upon him.

A man is capable to contain all of God`s essence and shine it forth. Man is capable to be.
Simple as that and all powerful thing.
I remember when the attack was fierce, those who morphed into dragons- are beings of certain frequency which gets lower continually.
They desire to provoke fear energy within mankind so that they can conquer easily. Thus the monster shapes, energy forms and such.
They learned this from their master- extremely powerful spirit-presence which spreads its influence or at least has initiated it eons ago.


Now, when it was the hottest I felt the attack which started to manifest as a heavy, dense energy pressuring me or trying to get me out of body.
Trying to bypass the body and to hit me from within and also on the outside.
A struggle on many levels.
All that time I had the open channel in my direct connection with Creator and the attack was futile, left no consequences except minor issues which were dealt with afterwards.
Key was that by Creator`s help (I call it Father or simply God) fear wasn`t provoked within me.
If it were...then it would be a mess...who knows where I would end up in spirit or in body.

Why I am saying this?

I wouldn`t have made it here without God`s Love. Love is manifesting through many different ways that are fit in many a moments.
Directly like an energy beam or through soul friends and their efforts in many ways.

Now good thing is that a cleansing happened to the gathering place-forum and lives of many.

I can say that I don` t write much in last three years but I am here, I am where I am needed elsewhere too.
I am with Love together wherever Father wishes me to be.

Thus I sing a tune to warm the heart,
to take your clothes of yesterday
and be naked for awhile
so that Sun will gladly bathe...

...your soul and very being
until you cry, until you sing!
And when the ode to life master the key
which opens the door to your eternity,

here again you will hear me sing
a tune of Love
A song of Eternity
Welcome home, dear soul...
be one in peace, joy and Love.

Lionhawk
2nd September 2015, 17:06
Amor,

For the record, you asked the right questions. When you asked them, I pondered on how to answer them. In all fairness to you, I couldn't just give you a short answer because if I did, it would have caused you to ask more questions. Although my post was long, it is a condensed version from my own perspective and nothing more. Before I clicked the "post" button, I checked my heart to see if it was clear to do so. After I posted it, two strange things happened. I had a music video playing and in it there was a Sun rising in it. I said that was cool and backed it up to see that happen again. It didn't happen again. It was gone and in it's place was a background of just a sky with a landscape. I tried several times to find it to no avail. Then I went to see Gio's massive thread and clicked on the video at the very top of the last page and there was Sol being reported on. No joke.

Beren was so spot on too! Believe it or not, is only for you to decide and I say that for everyone. But prove it out into a knowing. Just common sense. It is already there within you to self discover it.

Many got BUTTERFLIES from those passed days and Grace by Fire was a blessing on so many levels, Today I see some who have grown like a miracle and see their light shine now brighter than ever before. They found the connection that was lost within them with Gaia. Impressive to see these souls fly like butterflies now. So the Great Fire was a good thing! And to those who stood up after the ashes and went forth, many blessings to you.

My long post was to also honor the ones that went through those flames that maybe seemed to have been forgotten in the smoke.

I bid you all a wonderful day!!!!

:sun:

Lionhawk
3rd September 2015, 02:54
Okay, time to blow all this smoke out of here.

My favorite guitarist......................


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2zjKYJHQnQ

Richard S.
3rd September 2015, 13:53
[QUOTE=lionhawk;995468]Okay, time to blow all this smoke out of here.

My favorite guitarist......................

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Mine too...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VI57QHL6ge0

I think this fits... (Throwing a big round un-split log on, hope the fire is hot.)

Lionhawk
3rd September 2015, 16:00
Last night I received a third validation from Sol. So that tells me that my long post was not just from my imagination. Also as to the information within that post has Sol's stamp of approval.

This morning I had a strange dream. The setting is a county fair. On the fairgrounds there was a spot where a big speaker hung in the air, 10-12', facing toward the ground. Underneath the speaker, people gathered and were standing underneath it. At some distance away from this gathering, like a 1/2 mile away, was a man who was about to pull a level on a contraption that was in the air, hanging from what looked like a wooden roof of a shed. The object had a square shape to it and at the bottom of it he placed what looked like a 4" X 12" filter onto it. He then pulled the level. Back at the gathering, the speaker came alive with a sound that just shattered the air. So much so that the people standing underneath it were driven to the ground. The ground even shook like an Earth quake. The sound was the trumpet of a bull elephant. There was even a shock wave going out from it and this was probably the reason why the guy pulling the lever was a small distance away.

So I woke up, got out of bed, poured a cup of coffee, sat down, started to look at this dream. I have never had one like this before. So my left brain went to work. It was a sonic type calling. It was an elephant call. You could not mistaken it. When I realized this I looked up and there on our fireplace mantle stands about a 1' high, a plastic bull elephant with his trunk in the air. That was when it became clear of the right word, trumpet. The plastic elephant looks as though he is trumpeting.

So I don't know what to make of this and all I can is pay attention and keep your ears open but with your hands over them. Maybe something is about to happen somewhere. Not to bring fear to the mix, but maybe an Earth quake could be associated along with a blast wave of sound, like a sonic boom. That could also be a volcano blowing a lid creating the boom.

If there is one thing I have learned through the years is that there are signs coming in on us all the time. Small signals that we so often ignore.

Talk about the elephant in the room. We will see........

Namaste' & Nagosa

P.S. The elephant could be made from balsa wood.

http://i61.tinypic.com/2580bo5.jpg

Shadowself
3rd September 2015, 16:23
So let me get this ....The lion sleeps....a speaker is set to hear the cry/roar of a Bull Elephant?


Watch this and the cry of Gaia is speaking as the Lion sleeps. Lionhawk don't mind the sunrise in this video of Sol....haha

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Lionhawk
3rd September 2015, 17:11
Has awaken once more. We have several elephants in the room. Several monkeys in the room besides my Twin Flame and I. Even the furniture has a weave about it. I just discovered an elephant that is made of jade. A monkey in the bathroom with his hands over his eyes. Elephant candle stick holders and a lamp. Two big picture of monkeys hang over the sofa. Palm tree candlestick holders also with elephants. Also crystals. There are more African inferences in here than Native American. What it reflects is much of our spiritual journey together. The bathroom is full of ships and light houses, an anchor, helm wheel, etc. For us it is harmonic. Not your usual motif in an American house.


http://i62.tinypic.com/2m6493q.jpg

Many thanks Shadowself!!!!!!!!

Lionhawk
3rd September 2015, 19:43
My TWIN FLAME wanted me to share a story about a small journey we took. We headed out to a place called Thermal City. It is a historical gold mine. Combination campground. It was beautiful there, nestled in between some mountains with a clear river running along side it. We met a guy there called Crystal Jim. He was a hoot. He had a camping trailer setup with all kinds of crystals displayed around it. He even had a campfire that was composed of crystals instead of just rocks. The guy was fun to be around and loved to negotiate with his crystal wears. He would sell you anything he had, but for him it wasn't about the money at all. It was about the energy exchange during the negotiation that he so enjoyed. Well, he met his match. My Twin Flame just so happens to be a master negotiator. So I sat back and said to myself, "This is going to be interesting." It was. Indeed it was. Out of that negotiation came a friendship and of trust. He got to know about us.

We went back later on and he was glad to see us return. He said to us, "Let me show you something." So we went for a small ride on a golf cart to a location on the corner of the grounds, At this location was a long pile of what appeared to be dirt. What is important to note is that this pile of dirt had lots of crystals within it. He had purchased 6 dump trucks loads of the stuff from a mine in Arkansas. So what ended up happening was we made a small deal with him. Others had dug through the pile and made a mess of things. So we told him if we could dig and sort through the pile we would not make a mess. So her and I worked on the pile for about 5 hours. In the process, you would get dizzy spells. Frequency overloads caused by the crystals in the pile. I did several scans on the pile. The results were tragic. Apparently these crystals were found in a cavern and the mining operation had blown it apart with dynamite. There was a lot of death and anger energies coming from the pile. It was just very sad. So we collected some of the crystals and brought them back to Crystal Jim. He was going to clean them up and sell them in various rock and gem shows. So he asked us what crystals we wanted in exchange for the work. So we selected a few and then went home. We still have these crystals here scattered about in our home.

Some good news is that some of these crystals may have a chance to be reborn this fall. I am looking forward to what is about to take place in Arkansas this Fall. It will be a major event that will effect the whole Planet in a great way.

But in the meantime, I wanted to share with you this song as it just seem to resonate with my scans at the time. Best if played with the volume on the upper side. This is also just part of a story because of another story that happened very close to the time this one had occurred. The song you are about to hear also resonates with that other story,



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAalYg53V30

Lionhawk
4th September 2015, 15:38
Morning Folks,

Is it me or is it just a slow week this week? Oh, that's right, everybody went to BURNING MAN. That's cool! Huge campfire over there. :clapping:

Last weekend was GREAT! Over here that is and it was because of those who put a log on the fire. What made it so great was that there were first hand exchanges and the human potential was either improved upon or realized. I couldn't ask for anything more than that. Even a mod came out of the forest and said something and left a gift. Coool beans. :beer:

The staff here have been just great. I want to "THANK-YOU" for your support! It means a lot to me to finally see a forum run like a well oiled machine. Based on what little I have seen, because it has grown big time, the quality stands out. So my hats off to you guys for building something of quality instead of another rumor mill. That quality is also a reflection of who you all are. That is something we all can appreciate. ;)

No joking here when it comes to quality. Why waste your time doing some thing that is 1/2 ass? Or settling for a false sense of security. Why cheat yourself on any of these levels? Why not strive for something amazing. Why not take that step to at least give it a go. Putting a log on the fire is doing just that and I really want to hear how AMAZING you are! Your first hand account of how you got to this point in your life and how that has increased the quality of the human potential equation, Basically put, I started this thread with the intention for you to tell your amazing story. I have only shared stories of my own account as an example. Give you an idea of what I have define as to that. The aliens and the grand scheme of things may value our DNA, but it is the first hand accounts of those who went further than that and took their DNA and climbed towards that POTENTIAL. The stories are valid, tangible reflections of that.

I don't have any Buffalo chips at this campfire. Although I will admit that I fart once in awhile, sshhhhh....don't tell anybody, but the logs we put on have quality in mind. That being said, I don't want to be the only story teller here. Maybe you think I will run out of stories. That would be like me running out of farts. :ROFL: But I will admit that I am hanging on to a few stories that will blow any I have told so far. But the spirit in me has always gone last on so many fronts because you are more important and it is my job within in my mission to insure you get there before me.

How else can I say it?

Shadowself
4th September 2015, 17:50
Around the campfire is one way to share the Power of Story.

The power of story has been one of the most powerful way to put ideas into the world!

I've always believed in the power of story because when I was a young girl I made the fatal mistake of telling my mother I was bored. She actually got very stern with me and said "I NEVER want to hear that you're bored!". She went on to tell me if I'm bored to get a book and read it! Then she made a fatal mistake. :idea: She took me to the library and got me a library card! It was over then. Because I was not one of those "popular" kids running with a pack. I spent most of my time as a geeky awkward child on my bicycle riding to either the Library or the Griffith Park Observatory while she worked.

She was right. I spent my day in marvel with the power of story. First was Cinderella...I thought I could never be that! To awkward I was. Then the magic happened. I found the story of the Ugly Duckling. That made me feel much better.

Story after story rocked my imagination with the color of the world in many different flavors. From Pirates to Alice...From the Knights of a round table to a good king and his throne. Some of these stories rocked my soul.

I thought one day I wish I could be part of some wonderful story. But because at that time it seemed even though I was engrossed in Story my life was far too boring. There was that word again....My mother would be very unhappy!

Even as I grew into adulthood I thought my story was one nobody would want to hear. But as it turned out there is a wonderful story among us all should we choose to tell it.

Many a Story is told in metaphor...Here is one such story.

~

There was a young girl who wanted nothing but to grow up like Cinderella with a glass slipper and a Prince Charming by her side. But the problem with that was she didn't have anything Royal to be part of that world.

Then one day a beautiful lady grabbed her and took her to a magical place. The young girl asked what is this place? It's yours for the taking if choose to claim it. IT was beautiful!

She took the girl down a winding path between two very distinct trees. One was dead the other quite alive. And beyond that was the sun shining brightly. On this path was a side road where she took the girl down yet another path. That path led to a large pyramid with stairs leading to the top. She asked "what is this"?

The lady said it's yours if you so choose it. The young girl said "I have a pyramid"? The lady said you have that and what is on top is the prize. So they walked the long stairs up the pyramid. At the very top was a flat level with a beautiful jewel encrusted throne. The young girl gasped in amazement. She said "I have a throne"?

The lady said yes...and it's yours for the taking should you claim it. The girl looked down it sadness briefly. She said but "I'm not a Royal, I can't claim a throne". The lady then said "Oh yes you do. It's the seat of your soul and Royalty is in us all should we claim it".

So the young girl sat in the throne not quite sure what to do. The lady said "claim it and all you seek is there".

The young girl did and with a rush of a thousand winds she ReMembered her place and all she had been through to get to this very place...

The Royal Seat of the Soul.


The moral of the story: Claim your throne the seat of your soul as the Royalty you are! You ARE SPECIAL.

http://i43.tinypic.com/kez34n.jpg

~

Stories can be told in many a form. A ballad, a Book, A movie. On a monument wall or around a campfire!

Stories have power. They delight, enchant, touch, teach, recall, inspire, motivate, challenge. They help us understand. They imprint a picture on our minds. Want to make a point or raise an issue? Tell a story. Tell your story.

Here's a magical story and enjoy your day and your story.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPZfFEW2G9A

Zionbrion
5th September 2015, 08:10
Something Happens after Midnight

A current story of the last 8 years of my life.

I live in a quaint little hippy town called Nevada City located in northern California. Well its not all hippy, it was originally a gold mining town, and since has become somewhat of a tourist attraction. So it is really a mix of conservatives, hippies and tourists. i travelled a lot in my early twenties and ended up here initially trying to start a raw food restraunt with a friend I met on Kauai, but that didn't pan out and I never left.

I started off in a yurt on somebodies land, and my best friend from childhood moved up and we lived together. Some years went by as I was working at a juice bar and helping out the neighbors with land tasks, and then I came across a book called Anastasia, the ringing cedars of russia. When I first picked up this book it read like a fantasy novel, a desperate middle aged entrepreneur goes into the woods and finds a beautiful virgin who wants to make babies with him, sounds great eh? One of the first thinga that happens is he is very cold, as he is unaccustomed to the Taiga forest nights and she calls over her bear friend to cuddle him and keep him warm.

Yea right, I think.

I had found this book at a friends house I was staying at for a few days. Every year in Nevada Coty there is the wild and scenic film festival, which is world famous, and some other friends staying there had aquired a few DVDs of the films that showed. As I was reading the first chapters of the book they put one of the movies on and it was about a man who adopted baby grizzly bears whose parents had bent hunted and killed. It showed him cuddling with them and interacting as if they were his pet dogs....whoa I thought maybe this story has something going for it.

So I continued to read the book and went I had to leave my friends house I got my own copy to continue. Anastasia goes on to talk about how to heal the world and that each family should be alloted a parcel of land to create their own paradise, and when we gaze upon our creation, we will forver be joyful. This got me thinking.

This was around the time the book and move The Secret came out. I never read the book but watched the movie...all these people telling you how to manifest $$$$$$$$. So i had a journal at the time and wrote down a dollar ammount. I then scratched that out a few days later and wrote BUY LAND...that was at the beginning of a year. The year started to pass and I was offered a buisness proposition in Which I was allotted a percentage based on how well I did. During the summer my brother from Seattle came to visit and for some reason we started looking at land and houses in my area. He decided he wanted to move his family down here and also get my parents to move as well and we would have a land and house together. None of us were sure where the momey would come from, but I contacted a real estate agency and with my Mom and I's credit we were pre apporoved for a long and could atart looking for places.

This was at the same time as our business deal was coming to an end and I ended up woth the exact ammount of money I had i itially wrote down in my journal. Whoa. It was pretty much just enough for the down payments. So I searched many a lands and found this place we are at now, surrounded by beautiful pine trees and BLM land. There is even a creek at the bottom of the property, but its dry now due to the drouht.....wish we had some beavers...BTW please watch the beaver documentary by PBS on netflix, i had no idea they were so important.

So I don't go out to dance or see music much anymore, but I used to all the time. Something happened being on this land it is quite the vortex. There was man who came to town named Chris Berry, he is am amazing marimba player and story teller/singer. The last time I saw him was 8'years ago at high sierra music festival with a full band, it blew my mind, and I just knew I had to go see him, even if it was all by myself since my lady is sick.

i arrived fashinonably early as usual, and doors weren't even open yet, and then I was pretty much the first one in. It was pretty much quiet until about 10:30 when a DJ named Phuture Primitive came on and we had a great dance session. Then Chris Berry came on solo just playing his Marimba and telling story song, most wver sat down in a half circle eyes gazed, everyone was so joyful hearing his sounds. He was very interactive with the audience asking for the next part of the story for him to sing. After one song he asked how everyone is doing, and I shouted out we got "love on a mountain" ... Because we live in the mountains and hes like oooh you wanna go there, so he calls up a percussionist and starts to play this song and one by one everyone gets up again and starts to dance! :)

Now take a moment and listen to this song and let your soul dance.

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So the set went on with a swirl of beautiful souls dancing the amazing live music. After he finished his set at midnight everyone was calling for an encore and he got back on stage, and then I felt this dark energy sweep over the entire venue. He was singing a great aong I used to love that goes " why do we kill people who kill people to show people killing people is wrong." I wanted to stay so bad but everything all of a sudden went from blissful to feeling so dark, I just had to leave, even though it would probably go for another hour.

So I got into my car and turned on coast to coast and the guest was talking about dark entities, and how they have invaded his life because of a Quija board session...lol...maybe....it was just an interesting thing to hear upon leaving a place I had just felt got taken over by a darker force. i couldn't listen anymore so I changed to music and every station on my preset had some sort of strange dark music. So I just turned off thenradio and listened to the air coming in the window...awwwww

So what happens after misnight? What forces and entities decide to take over loving vibes? I have felt this many times at shows, music festival, burning man, its always similar...at a certain point they swoop in, and most people are unaware. i always tend to ditch parties around this time, unless I get tangled in as well.

Well I am safe at home now, sitting on the front porch...surrounded by two 7' piles of wood, ready for the winter, hoping it rains hard and this ridiculous resisilent ridge subsides, and El Nino cleanses us.

Thanks LionHawk you have brought out my inner story teller.

Be well all, enjoy the ride. :)

Lionhawk
5th September 2015, 13:07
Anything for Gaia!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YmVw0yUY9Ws




Namaste' & Nagosa

Shadowself
5th September 2015, 16:56
Speaking of campfires I am reminded today that the Man burns! An event which has turned decidedly crowded now but I was invited there in 2005 by my son when it wasn't quite as crowded. He said "Mom you can't say no and I demand you come with me"!

So I went and had the most amazing time. He was a regular there for some time known to skydive naked! Really... I saw him do it! He was an avid skydiver with over 2000 jumps and regularly dived at Burning man.

I had such a great time there and completely trusted my oldest son John with his little brother that when his younger brother turned 18 I gifted a ticket for him in 2009 to go with his brother John.

Here is the building of their camp there. They are the Mystical Misfits as am I now. So in keeping with the theme here I'll share that building of their camp in 2009. Both of my sons are in this video. My youngest is not there today because his work is preventing it. But his brother is there in spirit because his ashes were placed in the head of the man in 2012 when he passed away.

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Billy
5th September 2015, 19:19
Anything for Gaia!

Namaste' & Nagosa

I may have just the thing Lionhawk, But you will have to wait until the end of my story to hear it. I shared most of this experience with the Mods in the Mod Skype chat room recently when the subject of crop circles was brought up, but i did not tell the whole story.

I understand many people would have had their own experiences with this crop circle. This is just my personal experience.

I have placed a log on the fire.

Myself and group of kindred souls whom i had met on line, decided in 2009 to have a gathering again in Avebury for the summer solstice, as we did the previous year.

Most of us were camping and few were staying in hotels, around our campfire the evening before the Solstice, we asked for a new crop circle to be created as the year before there was only old ones that had been trampled flat. We rose early for the sunrise and gathered at the Avebury stones. Then we headed for breakfast, and it was there we were told that a crop circle had appeared during the night a few miles away at Milk Hill. And off we went to have a visit. When we found the circle this is what we saw.

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Delighted with our request being answered we sat down in the middle circle. One of the group was a singer songwriter and she had her guitar with her. She began singing a new song she had been playing around with. She named it Gaiatune. As she was singing i wondered off (As i always do :bigsmile:) to the furthest lower circle to do my thing, which is some overtone chanting. After a couple of hrs we left. Next day the 22nd most of the group were leaving, But we decided to revisit the crop circle again that morning.

This is what we found.

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The crop circle had extended. Happy chappies we were indeed. :sun:
Most of the group had to leave to head home, but myself and my friend were staying another night so we hung around longer. I did more overtoning, then we left. Our last full day so we visited the long barrow, climbed Silbury Hill then headed to the Avebury pub for live music and some good craic. :Party:

Next morning we took down our tents, loaded my car and ready to leave, but it was rush hour, so we decided to have one more visit to the crop circle until the traffic was quieter.

This is what we found.

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The crop circle had extended yet again. :bowing::dancing:
I phoned those who had left to share this news. Then headed home on my 700mile drive to Scotland.
But it did not stop there. When i arrived home my singer friend Miss Magikal phoned me from her recording studio. She was in the process of recording her new Gaia Song and asked me if i would get on Skype and overtone for her, as she wanted it on her song. I did not think it would work over Skype, but I obliged and her engineer was able to use a little of it.

Edit: My memory of times is a bit hazy, My friend just reminded me that her and i were there for more than a week. So this experience happened over 8 days. :blushing:

This is something for Gaia. :Music::Music::Music:

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Thank you for allowing me around the campfire.

peace.

Lionhawk
6th September 2015, 13:56
Billy,

You need to come out of the forest more often! :sun::thumbsup: Your post was most excellent and hell, if you come out of the forest, I'll put a log on the fire for you! Just awesome! :thumbsup:

Because of your post, I will have to share another story that happened last year. But before I get to that I would like to state a few observations on your story.

I don't claim to have much knowledge on these crop circles. I find them absolutely intriguing. They just cause me to wonder several things that are outside of the image itself and then what the image means is a whole subject on to itself.

Your first hand experience of just being there at ground zero is just incredible. With this crop circle expanding in stages is also something I have never heard of before. The complexity of it?????????????

Did you receive anything in your mind's eye from it? As in a greater detail? I would like to think that the Law of Attraction has something to do with this on a personal level for you and your friends. The purpose was no accident and there you are right in the middle of it. Any thoughts? Any thoughts from the viewers?

I just woke up and I already know this will be the theme of the day or a few days.
A gem of a story in the treasure chest of this great house called Avalon!

:thumbsup:

Lionhawk
6th September 2015, 17:13
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=31041&d=1441478335

These are some ideas that came up and I could be howling at the moon. Hopefully there are others who would like to howl at it.

Three stages. The first stage is a timing stage and was not completed. You will see what was completed in the first stage when the second stage was completed. But you have to magnify the image. Use CTL and + on your keyboard. You could isolate the image on another tab and work it from there. I also can't make out the third stage by what I see.

The completed first stage looks to me like our Sun in the center, Earth is south east, shown to have our moon, and three other planetary bodies which are about 90 degrees apart from each other. The planet with two directional lines on the furthest point away could be? Saturn? The 2 lines representing the rings of Saturn? Then Venus and or Mars. Could this be the positions of the Planets of the Summer Solstice at that time? Notice the two pathways coming from these positions to another major point or a body that has a rounded shape but with 4 facets coming to a point.

Then from that body we have to branches coming from it. At first it looks like one branch, then the branch separates into 2 branches, one with 4 legs coming off it and the other branch is by itself.

Then you see what look like boxes. I see circuits in this area representing dimensions of our Earth. You'll see 5 points that look like grounding points below the boxes. Each point also marks what circuit it represents. 1,2,3,4,5. Now here is where I think it gets a little interesting. If you took a 2 wires that were of different diameters or same diameters but using different voltages on each of the two wires, you would create a certain magnetic field on each of the two wires. Now ask yourself what is between these two mag fields? Possibly a reality? A dimensional field created in the middle by the two? As the wires leave these boxes and head to the left, you see an increase in mass signified by the size of the spheres that increase in linear fashion. They all come to a frequency threshold and then jump to the 4 faceted body above.

What does this body represent in between the heavenly bodies and the branching circuits on the left? Earth is at a certain measurement of circumference in the crop circle. Would that also say these other Planetary bodies have a circumference reference as well. A percentage of the Earth's circumference lesser or greater. You would then be able to identify these other bodies. You can do this with a cad program, which I don't have on this computer. Anybody???????????

I'm really howling now!!!!!!!!!!! I think I figured it out. The 4 faceted body is the 4th dimension. The heavenly bodies tell us by the planetary alignments when this is going to happen. I went back to June 2009 with a planetary alignment program and the alignments didn't line up. So this crop circle is probably a future event in the making. We figure this out and we will have a real DATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HEEELLLPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lionhawk
6th September 2015, 18:29
Look at the boxes. They are representative of the 3 dimension and how they come into reality. You start with the first dimensional wires. 2 of them. In order for the 2nd dimension to exist there has to be a third frequency applied. A third wire. Then the third dimension is defined by the 4th wire. In each of the boxes you will see the parameters of each dimension. Now notice the 5th wiring circuit is not connected to the 3rd dimensional box. But it is attached to the 4th dimensional shape. So in other words you need to have another wire added to increase to another dimension, which makes sense in a linear fashion. None of these dimensions can exist without a dimensional frequency underneath it. So if you destroy the 5th dimension, in linear thought, the dimensions above it would disappear. Simply because that dimensional wiring needed to create the distortion field in between the 2 wires, the REALITY, would not be in existence, thereby leaving behind 1 dimensional wire to where the reality would be in the one field of the one wire. That reality would be governed within the mag field of the wire which could change because of the potential voltage be applied to it. So the good news is that a 5th dimensional frequency has been grounded to the Planet. It has to be to help the 4th dimension become into existence.

Could it be that the song or frequencies coming up from within the Planet is the third stage. I say third stage to not take away from the wholeness of this crop circle but to separate it from the whole as to what appeared later. So once these frequencies within sing the song and the planetary bodies are in a particular alignment, we will find ourselves totally in the fourth dimension?

Lionhawk
6th September 2015, 19:52
http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/anasazi/time2011b.html

I beg to differ here. I think where they think where the moon is, is not the moon but of the Sun. I speculate this because if you were to communicate something of our Solar system, wouldn't you use the Sun as the point of reference? I'm speculating that the moon is the Sun and to the right of this point of reference is Earth with her moon, Saturn on the top with the two parallel lines representing it's two rings, Venus to the left as it is nearly the same size of Earth and Mars being on the bottom. All of which orbit the Sun.

And if this is so, the point they call Earth is not Earth at all but a representation of the fourth dimension. Could this be a possibility? Magnify and see for yourselves.

I now see the hieroglyphs and will check it out. Keep in mind I think this link has some assumptions to it but maybe I am doing the same as I keep howling. :bigsmile:

Billy
6th September 2015, 20:23
Wow Lionhawk. Interpreting crop circles to me is like trying to interpret dreams, well done with your interpretation.

I rememberer some folks interpreting the first stage and it reminded them of a sextant. or that a sextant should be used when trying to figure out the message. Most websites said that the 4 facet circle was the earth. But i agree with you that it is not. others said the crop represented Coronal Mass Ejections. but i did not agree with that either.

But it was the last stage with the hieroglyphs that got me excited. And i cannot remember ANYONE attempting to decipher that message. These are Mayan type hieroglyphs with a stepped pyramid in there.

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My thoughts and feelings at the time were. mostly frequencies, possible time lines, dimensions, parallel worlds, was this some sort of energy frequency moving out or coming in. Is this an energy wave?

I then gave up and decided to just enjoy the memory of the experience.

Miss Magikal and myself in the crop circle.

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Lionhawk
6th September 2015, 21:35
I've downloaded a cad program and will pursue this and come up with something of my own interpretation. I'm new at this, like brand new, so have patience with me.

I wonder if Aliens have sextons on their ships? I also wonder if, and this is upon your group's request, the gift you received would be so that you couldn't get the message. I think this crop circle was precisely engineered to answer all of your group's questions or the sum energy of the most important question that was in all of your consciousness. I think you all have a piece or an answer of the puzzle they put "right" before you. At any rate, you had a communication with a benevolent race of beings. That can't be argued. It was a personal crop circle with a grand message of many messages embedded within it. As to who did this is another question. This is a worthy pursuit and I will give it an honest effort, in hopes no one else wants another crop circle reading. hahahaha!

Help me! Help me! hahahahhaaa!

Selkie
6th September 2015, 22:17
Wow Lionhawk. Interpreting crop circles to me is like trying to interpret dreams, well done with your interpretation.

I rememberer some folks interpreting the first stage and it reminded them of a sextant. or that a sextant should be used when trying to figure out the message. Most websites said that the 4 facet circle was the earth. But i agree with you that it is not. others said the crop represented Coronal Mass Ejections. but i did not agree with that either.

But it was the last stage with the hieroglyphs that got me excited. And i cannot remember ANYONE attempting to decipher that message. These are Mayan type hieroglyphs with a stepped pyramid in there.

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My thoughts and feelings at the time were. mostly frequencies, possible time lines, dimensions, parallel worlds, was this some sort of energy frequency moving out or coming in. Is this an energy wave?

I then gave up and decided to just enjoy the memory of the experience.

Miss Magikal and myself in the crop circle.

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Billy, how fortunate you are to have been on hand at the creation of a crop circle! One thing I have always wanted to do is to sit in one that is freshly-made, and feel its energy.

Lionhawk
7th September 2015, 15:43
http://crop-circles.eu/images/crop-circles/9_17_milk_hill_2009c.jpg



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yy-51ZTbFis



:bigsmile::clapping:

Lionhawk
8th September 2015, 05:53
This is Stage 1&2, I think. To enlarge it just put cursor on it and click once. Stage 3 is more complex and I will work on that. In the meantime.......

Breakdown......From what I have now seen on other takes on it, they used a sextant to formulate a theory. There are other theories on this. Now you can add another one. If I take a similar approach like with a sextant, I would rather use a metronome. That is what I see if I go that route. Please keep in mind I don't know what the hell I'm doing here and maybe you have another theory or maybe can build on this one. My Math skills are weak, so I am asking anyone who has better than I do to give a hand here. :highfive:

If you look at the crop circle in it's natural state you will see an area that has 4 sides to it that look like facets, shaped like a triangle. Magnify it so you can see the 4 facets. I do not consider this Earth because it is 4 dimensional signified by the 4 facets. It isn't even spherical. So I am assuming it is a 4th dimensional space.

I loaded this up on my cad program. The metronome if you will is a layered ordeal. You see 3 Planets. How did I arrive at that? There are 5 spheres in it. One is the Sun, Earth, Venus, and Saturn. The lone sphere is not a heavenly body but merely a reference point or pivot point. You will see that this point is not connected to the other 4 spheres. However it does establish something that is not being seen and that is oscillation. But before we get to that let's breakdown why I think it is about Earth, Sun, Venus, and Saturn.

Saturn is distant from the Sun. If you notice there are 2 small lines along the path of it. Notice that this path is not exactly straight either. The 2 lines could represent the rings of Saturn. My reasoning is that a line is one dimensional. If you looked straight at Saturn you would see a line going across it, created from it's rings. 2 of them. The line on the right is curved, implicating a roundness.

The Sun is obvious. Now this is where it gets interesting. It is the central reference point of the orbits of Earth, Venus, and Saturn. Somewhere, I saw another picture of this crop circle and it showed a sphere with a smaller sphere over shadowing it. It looked just like the Earth and her moon. So I did some research and found out that Earth has a equatorial radius, center of the planet to the equator, of 6371 km. Venus has an equatorial radius of 6052 km. If we divide 6052/6371 we come up with 0.949929367 in percentage terms. So Venus is 0.9499 % the size of Earth. That is almost the same size as our Planet. So then I used the cad program to measure the sphere labeled Earth and did the same to the sphere labeled Venus. I came up with 0.950617284. I was jumping up and down over here. .000687917 of a difference. :highfive::highfive::star::idea::dancing::thumbsup:

Now we get to Area V and Area E. This is where I could use some help. These areas, and I speculate, are percentage values of the space between their respected orbits around the Sun. Where it shows Venus having a smaller area than of Earth. If someone could break those areas down to like area squared and then divide those 2 areas to find out that ratio and then compare that to actual data, we may conclude this to track or validate the two Planets in their orbit. One thing to note is that Venus has an almost perfect circular orbit around the Sun. I haven't checked that about the Earth. The Venus orbit is within 1% deviation and when you consider the space in that orbit, it's extraordinary.

This all connecting to 4D. On 2 sides. Like a pump. But the energy seems to be like AC. Alternating current and the channels connecting to the 4D space works like a buffer, going in and out on both sides. This is where the oscillation occurs. I can only speculate that the Sun, Saturn, Venus, and Earth are an alignment of when we will go into 5D. Find out that alignment and we may have a date when this happens.

The left side supports this 5D reality. Left side of the 4D space area. I don't see Planets per see on this side and I don't see Planetary angles either. I will explain why.

On the left side you see some boxes. These represent our 3rd dimensional reality and how that reality is constructed. Stage 3 is an important part in this as how it sets up the frequency of the individual parts. But it is not that difficult to see how this happens. First we have to go back to basics.

If we take a piece of wire and apply a voltage to it, a magnetic field is created around the wire. When we take two wires and put them in parallel, apply a voltage to both, 2 magnetic fields are produced. Without knowing all the values of the 3rd stage, we can safely assume that each circuit in the 3rd stage has it's own different values. Thus influencing the frequency of each wire. What is important to understand is the effect between the 2 wires or the 2 magnetic fields. An area of distortion is created because the 2 wires are not the same. If they were you would have a field of resonance, where there would be no impact on either of the magnetic fields created by the wires. This distortion field is a reality. If you were to change the input of either wire, you would change the distortion field, thus changing the reality field.

If we look closely we can see from the #1 ground node the beginning of this wire and we can follow it all the way up to the 4D object. Now follow #2 wire all the way up to the 4D symbol. Take note of the distortion fields created in between the wires. With the first 2 wires, the first dimensional field is created. A line. The 2nd and 3rd wire establish a line with a width, 2nd dimension. The third and fourth establish width X height X depth. All these are then outputted to the 4D symbol. Now look at these outputs going to the 4D symbol. You will see spheres that are similar in size. As the wire # is increased you will see the other wires identified within the wire by the size of the spheres. So a representative node is signified in the wire. These are representative of the frequencies that have been added as a sum total. As the frequency is increased the size of the sphere also increases. As if we are adding to increase the potential of the output and to where a dimensional reality also becomes by this effect. Hope that made any sense!

Look at 5,4,3,2,1. Let's look at #5. Notice that it isn't connected to the boxes. It goes straight to the 4D symbol. It also does something on it's own that is not in the same fashion of how we increased the frequency with the boxes. It doesn't have another wire running parallel with it to create a distortion field of reality. If you look closely, it has 6 spheres in the wire going to 4D. Look closely and you will see the #1 wire node close by the blue output node. How is that? If we look at stage three, #5 ground circuit we will see a step up pyramid symbol in it. Step up is also like a step up transformer, where the mag field in the transformer is increased by a second set of coils parallel to the primary set of coils. You can step up or step down the voltage or input frequency depending on what load requirements are needed. So in #5 we have a step up pyramid and at the output the frequency steps up with a 6th sphere in the wire. So that will implicate a 5th dimensional frequency is going to be established. It is establish and is now heading to the 4D body.

I also consider the 4D body to work like a capacitor or battery, being powered by the circuitry of the Solar system.

1st and 2nd Stage

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Third Stage

http://www.psychiclab.net/IBVA/Communication_files/UK090630MilkHill_BIG.gif2-1-r.jpg


Thanks for pointing out that step up pyramid Billy!

Lionhawk
8th September 2015, 17:52
My view point on this crop circle is that a 5th dimension frequency has been anchored to the Planet and it will become activated at a certain Planetary alignment, in our future from the point of June 2009 and forward. I speculate that this frequency might have been activated years ago and was deactivated by regressive beings for matters of control.

It doesn't mean folks are going to die from this activation. It just means this 5th dimensional frequency is being restored. So now we have just another plane of existence available to us here on the Planet to promote soul growth. It isn't a doomsday device.

Namaste' & Nagosa

Jake
8th September 2015, 19:32
Ineresting similarities... :)

http://www.crystalinks.com/sphinx3.gif

Jake

Lionhawk
8th September 2015, 19:50
Ineresting similarities... :)

http://www.crystalinks.com/sphinx3.gif

Jake


At first my head short circuited and it took me a few minutes, but yes! It is about the relationships and how they fit together. Everything leads to the pyramid. The crop circle does this too. Far out Jake!!!!!

Lionhawk
9th September 2015, 04:12
Maybe the 4th dimensional space in the crop circle is the Giza pyramid??????

Lionhawk
9th September 2015, 19:25
"So, I'm having a conversation with Lionhawk who is telling me he did a session. In that session he was in the vastness of space looking at this cube. This cube represented 3D reality...essentially in a cube. He was outside the cube looking at it from another point of origin AS HE DESCRIBED IT. The way he was describing it to me for all the world reminded me of the destination and origin cube in a previous post here. In fact I begged him to write up his description.

This session occurred on late Friday night. We were discussing it on Saturday. I just ran into this today. So sometime the day afterward.... Saturday (early Sunday morning?) an event occurred."


Hod Hill, in Hanford, Dorset, United Kingdom. Reported 1st June (Sunday) 2014
Click on it to enlarge it.

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"I can't wait to tell him this morning when he wakes up about this crop circle formed the following day after his session. He's going to flip."

:thumbsup:

I want to thank my Twin Flame for her efforts regarding this crop circle. In her quotes above, they are time stamped.

Since I wasn't on the forum circuit, I never reported my session. On May 30, 2014 I had this session. On May 31. 2014 I informed my Twin of my session. On June 4. 2014, she discovered the posted crop circle. It was reported on June 1, 2014.

In the session, there was what looked like a wire frame representation of our 3D world. It was a cube and it showed a way in and the way in was also the way out. Where I was, was quite amazing because of the colors that I saw. I might have been in a 5th dimensional reality but it was as though I was way out there. I say that because this 3D cube looked small.

Namaste' & Nagosa

Bill Ryan
9th September 2015, 23:02
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A slightly different version of the same diagram...

http://www.zavod-delta.org/uploads/3/0/2/4/3024379/4677788_orig.gif

Lionhawk
10th September 2015, 05:56
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uT3SBzmDxGk

Shadowself
10th September 2015, 15:51
Putting another log on the fire with my coffee this morning:


Morpheus and the Ship of Dreams

(the short version)

I once met a warrior. Great the force was within him as Yoda would say. Who coincidentally worked with authorities to solve crimes. Cleared homes of nasty energy. Told great tales at the campfires of medicine men as they listened with great interest. Warrior tales that would bring the strongest man to his knees wielding a broad sword against his enemy. A warrior indeed. Yet he always felt something missing. Morpheus was not only the god of dreams, he was a seaman. He loved the ocean mist and was at peace there always. Traveling the far ends of the earth for yet another view, yet another port. He happened upon a port where a woman was waiting. Assistance she needed that would be his demise in the grand scheme of things. But he fell in love with her. Her name was Iris. And they played often in the ship of dreams. He was the master of dreams called upon often to assist kings in their quest for direction.

His fated end in the hands of those that sought to destroy his travels and dreams. Irony plays fate as he was buried in a cave with poppy fields as far as the eye could see. Keeping him asleep until one fateful day he uttered the word that would come to the ears of one who would wake him up. One who told him to remove and burn the fields to the ground. Arise Morpheus...wipe the sleep from your eyes. Remember the ocean mists and cool salt breeze. For it is that memory that will spark the true nature of existence itself and the order of man against nature. Work no more for the dreams of kings... be your master and live your own dream...you earned it.

Carry on Captain and Ride


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKppSotWL3o

https://youtu.be/pKppSotWL3o

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morpheus_%28mythology%29

http://www.davygoat.com/botany/poppies/img_1625.jpg

Was it not Morpheus that woke Neo from his sleep?

Red pill or Blue pill Neo....the choice is yours alone.

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dSDNAIc2aVo/TjLz1d6vu0I/AAAAAAAAEw8/bscK7vgtgAI/s320/113Morpheus_beckons-med.jpg

Billy
10th September 2015, 17:39
Many thanks for all your work you put into my crop circle campfire story Lionhawk.
I am quite blown away by your interpretations, Which i must say is the best i have seen. :clapping:

And thank you for this picture of the complete crop circle. It shows me parts that i had not observed previously. I agree with your take of the 4th dimensional sphere. plus with it being egg shaped gave me the impression of something yet to be created/born. Excuse my effort to highlight some parts. :blushing:

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The group of kindred souls i was gathered with were from around the globe. Our collective intentions was to assist Gaia and humanity through our love, to hopefully assist raise the frequency with our collective love.
One of our group, Magenta, was a channeler, she shared a message she was given after we had joined together in a circle of ceremony. If you wish i could send you that message by PM.

It was not my intention for my sharing to hog the fire, but i am so pleased you took it further than anyone has so far.

For that i thank you Lionhawk. :bowing:

Lionhawk
10th September 2015, 18:55
LUNCHTIME....

Have you ever notice the blank stare of an artist sitting in front of what he/she is about to transform into an expression? It can be on a canvas. It can be music. It can be sculpture. It can be so many things. An act of creation that demands an expression to be formed. Action is required. That's the bottom line.

Whether some of you realize it or not, your innocent postings are also nudges for others to put on canvas those expressions that are reflective of ourselves and in many cases bring what has been buried for eons back into the now moment. Those expressions, although were first born in the past are now present and give further validity as to who we are in terms of what the Creator had intended. It all may be considered to be water under the bridge but it is "WATER" under the bridge. That water doesn't care about past, present, or future. It exists in all three all at once. Such is the way of Creation.

So on this canvas, this forum editor screen, I had stared at it for almost an hour. The nudges I received from Jake, Bill, and Shadowself, caused a long pause. And I thank you for that. Yes there is a story that I would love to share and it would connect a lot of dots for a lot of people. Dots that even go back to Atlantis. Dots that went back to Egypt. Even Greece. Dots that include Alien species, Star families, etc. A story of a love so great that Father/Mother God adopted that Love as the new Template of Love in this Universe. The story of Morpheus and Iris.

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What most think they know from their research on many matters of the past are true in their presumptions of the data that was presented as second hand information. But that is not really the truth now is it? In present day, we find ourselves not knowing what to believe. Well stop believing and start knowing. The believing train you find yourself on will always be a train wreck in the making. Everything you want to know about is within you and as long as you seek it outside of yourself, you will never find it. The real truth. L. Ron Hubbard once said to me and I quote, "POOP OR GET OFF THE POT!"

He was right! If you are on the pot, you aren't going anywhere. If you are on the pot reading about it, you aren't going anywhere. If that artist just sits there staring at the canvas, he/she isn't going anywhere.

If you haven't walked in my moccasins, how would you know the stories I tell are true? You don't and I didn't ask anyone to believe me. Why would I want you to suffer, knowing you placed yourself on a train that is destined to wreck? That was your choice and you're responsible for that choice. Then to blame me for that choice you made shows the lack of responsibility you have taken for yourself. You spit anger just because I told a story.

This 3D realm is dominated by many regressive energies. War, LACK, beliefs, etc. Also based in duality. These energies shadow like dark clouds over the flowers of truth. The truth will always have an element of Love within it. But if you want to find out whether my stories are true or false, you will have to do what seems like the impossible and that is to go within and connect with the Template of Oneness and you will not only hear the story but experience it for yourself if you so choose as a witness. Then you will know in the first hand.

This is what I do when I listen to your story. If I can't connect in this way, then the story is just a story. But if I do connect and witness your tale, I will find and experience your truth. Either way, regardless, I should show you some kind of respect even if you told a pack of lies, because the pack of lies you told was another exercise that you provided to help me learn DISCERNMENT!

An Interview can also be a canvas. I leave this canvas with you to sign on the bottom if you so wish to. It's all good! :thumbsup:

Namaste' and Nagosa

Lionhawk
10th September 2015, 19:12
Billy,

Hey, I got excited about it and I thank-you for sharing one hell of a first hand account. That in of it's self is what makes this room in this house so cooool!!!! :hippie: I don't know what was harder to do, write it up or figure it out. One thing I was trusting was whoever did this was also about precision. There are more questions here now and I hope we can all jump on it and do a better job than I did. I think it deserves to be answered. Especially after coming this far. My crop circle was easy compared to yours.

And yes, we do try to make sure that if there is something we can do to help, we will gladly put something into action, so that it isn't just a virtual exchange. It is my way to honor you! Along with my guides. Hopefully when you leave here, you feel more connected than you did. I would rather like to build upon that instead of just idle gossip and rumors or things that amount to either a distraction resulting in a waste of time.

What else are you keeping from us?:ROFL::ROFL:

PM? YEEEAAAHHHHHHH! I would love to read it. Why not post it?

Namaste' & Nagosa :sun:




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAlOopAPWmQ


PS Billy, I will continue to work on it, I'm having to relearn CAD. I want to separate the lower circuits. I see what you are referring to with your arrows and I agree!

Lionhawk
11th September 2015, 01:14
So, I'm sitting here getting this vibe that these two crop circles are somehow linked. My crop circle says that the 5th dimensional activation has occurred. :clapping:

I did a session today and saw how they laid these crop circles down. It happens in seconds. A ship comes over head and a frequency is emitted over the area. Looks cone shaped. It's like an isolation field. Then they transmit another signal with all the shapes and it is transmitted in the cone shape field. On other crops circles, they can hover and go along slower and make the ones that are long. But it is still done in seconds.

Lionhawk
11th September 2015, 15:10
Another gift for all of you!




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jsfdv0ebsNA

Jake
11th September 2015, 15:36
Maybe the 4th dimensional space in the crop circle is the Giza pyramid??????

I was able to travel out of body once and checked out The pyramids. I almost could not see the pyramids because there was an entire city down there. Some sort of crowded gathering... And yes, crops crops, everywhere crops.

The eggy shaped thing looks like it has a radar dome next to it (as an archetype of multidimensional communication), the eggy thing being an alien. The multiple layered communication is ran through a machine, and a different type of raw data is streaming... I suspect that it is layed flat, as a graphic in the field, but it is a 3d image... The streams seam to be stacked one on top of the other, but that may be just what it looks like because it is flat! The hieroglyphs are not Mayan, Sumarian, Egyptian, Peruvian,, etc..... In fact, they look like scematics for an electrical device of some sort... Not a message, as much as a blueprint... Id love to see more images of crop circles from that hill over the years.. Then superimpose them together and see if there is a chance that this is only part of a puzzle,, and other crop circles are other pieces...

Perhaps it is a blueprint for how physical reality is made manifest, starting from consciousness, through layers of demensionalties,, to become raw, physical data to be,, then,,, reinterpreted as physicality....


You are right, Billy,,, it's like attempting to interpret a dream.... Though, you and your friends made this thing (with help) from the corners of your minds,, come into reality! How is that NOT like a dream? :)

Merrily Merrily Merrily Merrily,,, y'all.... :)
Jake

Shadowself
11th September 2015, 16:51
Way cool Jake!

I have a very good friend who is in the film industry who once stood atop the Great Pyramid and worked on film of the Osiris dig in 1995 I think it was. He's in the light blue shirt on the right with long hair. It's (the Oisiris dig) in the video I'll attach here as well. BTW: This was done before Zahi Hawass kicked them out and finished the dig...only to find an "EMPTY" sarcophagus? Yeah right. I heard he has been suffering legal issues for selling mummy's to various bidders. Hmmmmmmm?????



http://i57.tinypic.com/21c6ouv.jpg

Video:

https://vimeo.com/18576911

Enjoy!

http://i57.tinypic.com/2heaxdt.jpg

Lionhawk
11th September 2015, 16:58
I dedicate this little story to Running Deer. I don't know why but I feel her presence quite strongly when I think of an event that happened when I was a younger buck.

It was back in the early 80's. The country was going through a recession. Because of that recession, my wife at the time, and I decided to move to her home state of Utah. Well, just because we moved didn't make things any easier as I soon discovered the recession was everywhere. The first thing I did was look for work. I remembered I had pounded the pavement for 3 weeks straight for at least 10 hours a day. I was getting desperate. My funds were running low and when you look for work, it took from what little resources I had. So here I am at the Unemployment Office, checking out their jobs board. There on a ripped up piece of paper was a job posting. It was a job cutting firewood in the Rocky Mountains. So I made the call and landed the job.

This would also mean I would be away from my family. It took almost 5 hours to get there. We dropped in from Wyoming and went back into Utah. I remember a place called "Lone Tree," population "5." Then we went into the Rocky Mountains from there. We were about 60 miles away from any phone, so if you got hurt you were pretty much screwed. We were assigned with the cutting down of beetle kill timber. It was very hard work as we worked from sun up till sundown and sometimes into the night. The elevation wasn't much help either as we were about 12,000 above sea level. Something I was not use to. I was a log bucker. My new friend Frank and I would pick up long logs and loaded them on a fork lift, and also shag brush into piles. At night him and I would loaded a semi truck, along with another 2 man team on the ground. Frank would hand me a log and I would throw it up to a guy on the truck, the log would go down a line to where it was stacked. We could load 15 cords of wood in 1 hour and 10 minutes. An amazing feat.

Anyways, what was so cool was where we were. The forest that surrounded us was loaded with all kinds of wildlife. Elk would bugle and Eagles would scream. Beaver ponds, small trout bearing streams, with snow capped mountains surrounded our campsite and work site. Then one day the boss decided to give us a day off. We had worked a month straight and I guess he thought we deserved a break. So I took the day and went out exploring. Then I decided to go fishing and I did pretty well. I came back to camp with 10 Brook Trout, wrapped them in foil with some butter and barbecue sauce and shared it with my fellow workers. They begged me to answer that question of how did you catch them, since they knew I didn't have a fishing pole. My answer was you have to think like a bear.

So a few years have passed and I am working in the Salt Lake Valley. My wife had bought me a Winchester 30.06 rifle for Christmas one year and I found myself going hunting once more. So I decided to return to the Rocky Mountains where I worked on the firewood job. I figured this would be the best option because I would be far away from the drunken deer hunters that would come out of the woodwork.

http://www.muledeercountry.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/542758998_fmd_7128-c2_wsl.jpg


I set up my camp and I felt as though I had come home. Talk about a place of paradise. So the next day arrives and away I go. I hiked on this very old logging road for a few hours. I wasn't all to focus on the hunt, but I was in hunt mode, going slowly on the road with a quiet step. The road was on the side of a mountain. Like some just made a cut and flattened it out. It was steep when you look to the left going down hill, and steep on the right going up hill. Then I heard a noise on my left and I froze standing in place. Before I knew it a herd of mule deer stepped up onto the road. I was surrounded by about 50 deer persons. We stood there looking at each other like it was no big deal. About a minute, but it was like a real long minute. They didn't even flinch. I could have just reached out my hand and touch several of them. But I stood still so that I didn't alarm them. That could have created a bad reactive situation for all of them and the last thing I want was for them to panic. And here I am caring my rifle. Then as quickly as they had stepped onto the road, they stepped up to the right side and disappeared up the mountain. What a blessing.

I went home with no deer meat on my truck but I had one huge smile on my face. Now I hunt on my computer. :blushing: One last thing was the job paid a grand total of $450.00 take home after working 7 weeks, sun up to sundown, one day off, but would I do it again? Damn straight I would! :bigsmile:

Namaste' & Nagosa

Lionhawk
12th September 2015, 13:41
Yesterday was 9/11/2015. Has anyone here done anything such as remote view or astral travel, back to see what happened to the buildings? The reason why? Not to put anyone on the spot like Jake or Bill, but I would like to hear your spiritual assessment and so I pass the Talking Stick to you guys.

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Lionhawk
13th September 2015, 13:21
50 years have passed now. Things were way different back in the day. It was 1965. JFK's assassination was still on everybody's mind. The Vietnam War was gong into full swing. People all seemed to have a job. The Beetles were doing well. Black and white TV was the bomb. At least in our house.

I was really to young to know anything of the World. In a way you could say I was sheltered from it considering we lived in the sticks. Our small black and white TV was the only window to the World I had access too. No remote control back then. You had to get up and turn a dial to change to a different channel. I think we had like 6 channels to choose from and that included UHF. What's UHF? Don't worry about it! :facepalm::facepalm:

There wasn't much else to do either as far as doing anything. Everything was far away. You had to travel far to even go food shopping, let alone go to the movies. Drive-in theaters were the fun things to do in my neck of the woods but again you had to travel to get there.

One place folks use to go to was Stafford Springs Motor Speedway. I remember hearing the sounds from that raceway. At least 12 miles away.

So one evening a neighbor up the dirt road proposed to my parents to go to the speedway for a fun night out. My folks debated it and I guess the issue was what to do about us 3 boys. His name was Gordon. He said that's not a problem. He also had a bunch of kids under his roof. As it turns out, Gordon's father-in-law lived between us and them and the old man was going to get a surprise birthday party. So all of us kids were dropped off there and my folks, Gordon and his wife, went to the speedway.

Herbert Bosse was a welder by trade. He worked hard like most folks, raised his family, and was a good man from what I remember. Him and his wife lived in a mobile home a holler away from us. It was a cramped place with all of us kids in it. At least 8 kids, 2 adults, and 2 teenagers. There weren't enough places to sit but we somehow gathered around their round table in some kind of orderly fashion. Along with a birthday cake there was another treat that was the bomb. Do you remember ice cream sodas? Vanilla ice cream and coke-a-cola? Talk about a sugar overdose.

Needless to say, it wasn't to long and the coke ran out. It was decided that Ron, Herbert's son, who just got his driving license, was going to go to the town package store and get some more coke. I had been standing against a wall right next to Ron. Ron turns to me and asks me if I would like to go with him. I said sure, as I was feeling cramped up with all these kids. So we took off.

Ron was about 17 and was like a gentleman. Something you hardly see anymore. We arrive at the package store and Ron runs in to get the Coke. The car I think was an old Cougar or Wildcat. Anyways, he gets in and we head back, Coke bottles in tow. We turn onto our dirt road off the main drag. We go maybe 300' and then the car dies. We coasted to a stop.

So Ron tries to start the car up. Nothing. He tries and tries to no avail. So here we are in the middle of the road. The sun had gone down and it was getting dark. Just to the left of us about 20', was a good size gravel pit. It dropped down about 50' and ran parallel to the road for about 100'. The next thing you knew a light starts emitting from the gravel pit. First it was purple and it would turn to orange and then back to purple. We could hear a hum increase and decrease as the light changed color. Ron turns and looks at me and I at him. No words needed to be said as we both knew that whatever was down in the pit wasn't from Earth. He then frantically tries to start the car again. Nothing. So we sat there for what seemed like eternity. Maybe a minute. He tries again and voila, the car starts. So we take off. I tell Ron to just take me home. I was scared to death. So as we get to the end of our dirt road, I spot another purple to orange light show going on a few hundred feet down this logging road. So then I tell him to take me back up to the party. Nothing more was said. I was quiet for the rest of the night.

The ordeal probably lasted for about 10 minutes. Apparently there were 2 ships that had been dispatched. Ron and I saw evidence of this that night. Keep in mind, as a 7 year old, I didn't have many options. I had decided to go back up to the party when I realized if I had gone home to a haunted house, alone, well, you can figure that out........so I decided to be around the safety of people.

After many years had gone by, I carried with me a nagging feeling about what happened that night. It wasn't till 12 years ago that I did find out what had happened. But that is a tale for another day....:p

Namaste' & Nagosa

Lionhawk
14th September 2015, 15:21
September 14, 2015

Good Morning!!! :sun:

How's your coffee this morning? We have the best coffee at our campfire everyday. :highfive: We use a coffee press at our campfire and if you have never had it that way, you don't know what you're missing. You don't even need electricity to do this method.

I want to thank some of you for your efforts by putting a log on the fire, here. I find myself in real good company. I couldn't help but notice the soul growth in some of you. It is refreshing to see. And please don't think for a second that I am coming from a place of judgement. I see your light. That is all. It is so much brighter than before.

For years I bumbled down my path ALONE. No one to even speak to. When I did speak, I ended up carrying a cross of persecution. In reality I was carrying their cross. Their cross of Fear. Plus my own cross of fear. So it was two crosses to bear. Pick one. But look at where we are now. On a global network shining our light with our testimonies of our journey. It hasn't been easy either, has it? How many times have we had to pick ourselves up from the dust and ashes?

It has come to my attention that there are those who are reluctant to come forth and put a log on the fire. It is your choice whether you do or not. But if you do, I will do my best to make sure you are honored as you should be. :sun: It's the connection of "ONENESS". we will share in. Let me be clear here as I have no agenda other than to celebrate the times we are in with all of you who are awake and aware. I do not care to war, sniff the blood and exploitation of the Earth Kingdoms, because enough blood has been spilled as it is. And I say that taking responsibility for my playing the parts in that I have mentioned. It is time we focus upward in frequency now that we have worked through our own personal crap.

It doesn't mean to turn into a complacent love and light bowl of jello. We know that there is much more work to do and being a bowl of jello isn't going to get that work accomplished.

Just a month ago, I heard of a Native American elder speak of a 2000 mile long beast of darkness. It just so happens that 10 years ago on one of my travels, I ran into this beast. Not just once but 3 times. The first time it happened, I thought it was my imagination. The size of this thing was incredible. It was black, shades or gray and red. It had tentacles coming off it that stretched for miles. Like a giant squid. No eyes though. It was organic but enhanced with technology that transmitted an enormous amount of negative frequency. And guess what powered this thing? The New Agers that only believe all there is, is love and light. The frequencies were being transmitted down through the tentacles and transmitted into this Solar System.

Say what?????? Sounds crazy, I know but really not so hard to believe when you face the fact that love can be like a drug. It can blind you from seeing the "ALL" in all that is. The "ALL" as we know it is not all love and light. All I can say is that I felt sorry for the ones who bought into this love and light trap. They are still there. This beast would isolate this energy and change the phasing of it 180 degrees and then overlay it or embed with sinister codes. These codes were then transmitted. They are still being transmitted. Which means we are still receiving them. The feedback frequencies from the negative results is what would feed the beast. Whether that be the fear, death, destruction, or whatever negative.

What was also amazing is that several years had gone by and my Twin discovered these transmissions. Talk about a validation. She did some extensive work on this and that work still continues to the present.

The location of this beast is at the edge of our Solar System. I saw it next to what looked like a moon. Maybe it used for cover. This moon looked like ours but smaller. Maybe Jake could give it a try?

Anyways, have another cup of coffee and ponder what this log or blog is trying to convey.

Have a great day!!!!!!!!!:sun:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=clhWS79Cz9w


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmM1_BiuqXs

Shadowself
14th September 2015, 16:28
I've got something amazing to share around the campfire.

Now some of you may have heard this or perhaps not. I think it has a place here around the fire.

The recording contains two tracks played at the same time: The first is the natural sound of crickets played at regular speed, and the second is the slowed down version of crickets’ voices.

“I discovered that when I slowed down this recording to various levels, this simple familiar sound began to morph into something very mystic and complex……..almost human.”

http://enpundit.com/someone-recorded-crickets-slowed-track-sounds-like-humans-singing/

Enjoy!

Selkie
14th September 2015, 16:46
I've got something amazing to share around the campfire.

Now some of you may have heard this or perhaps not. I think it has a place here around the fire.

The recording contains two tracks played at the same time: The first is the natural sound of crickets played at regular speed, and the second is the slowed down version of crickets’ voices.

“I discovered that when I slowed down this recording to various levels, this simple familiar sound began to morph into something very mystic and complex……..almost human.”

http://enpundit.com/someone-recorded-crickets-slowed-track-sounds-like-humans-singing/

Enjoy!

Astounding.

p.s. Its their mating/death song. They sing to attract mates, "knowing" they are going to die after they mate. No wonder their music sounds so celestial.

RunningDeer
14th September 2015, 16:48
I dedicate this little story to Running Deer. I don't know why but I feel her presence quite strongly when I think of an event that happened when I was a younger buck.


http://www.muledeercountry.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/542758998_fmd_7128-c2_wsl.jpg

I set up my camp and I felt as though I had come home. Talk about a place of paradise. So the next day arrives and away I go. I hiked on this very old logging road for a few hours. I wasn't all to focus on the hunt, but I was in hunt mode, going slowly on the road with a quiet step. The road was on the side of a mountain. Like some just made a cut and flattened it out. It was steep when you look to the left going down hill, and steep on the right going up hill. Then I heard a noise on my left and I froze standing in place. Before I knew it a herd of mule deer stepped up onto the road. I was surrounded by about 50 deer persons. We stood there looking at each other like it was no big deal. About a minute, but it was like a real long minute. They didn't even flinch. I could have just reached out my hand and touch several of them. But I stood still so that I didn't alarm them. That could have created a bad reactive situation for all of them and the last thing I want was for them to panic. And here I am caring my rifle. Then as quickly as they had stepped onto the road, they stepped up to the right side and disappeared up the mountain. What a blessing.

I went home with no deer meat on my truck but I had one huge smile on my face. Now I hunt on my computer. :blushing: One last thing was the job paid a grand total of $450.00 take home after working 7 weeks, sun up to sundown, one day off, but would I do it again? Damn straight I would! :bigsmile:

Namaste' & Nagosa

Thank you for the story, LionHawk. :blushing:
This is a 3-fer-1 post that came to mind while reading yours.

Part One: first apartment and funny bones

I moved out the day before my 18th birthday with a brown paper bag filled with my clothes and a couple of books. I hitch hiked to the next state over. Within a couple of weeks, I became the sole tenant of my sister’s apartment. It was enough time to find a 3rd shift job in a rubber mill. I registered for my last year of high school and settled into a brand new life.

No car, no license, meant a lot of running; from school to home, catch some ZZzzz before work, zip home for a shower and zip off to school. A couple of months into the job, I got laid off. I swallowed my pride and asked my Mom if I could borrow $100 and I’d pay her back $10 a week when I found another one.

The employment agency sent me to a textile mill for an interview. As soon as the boss found out I was in high school, he said no. I explained that if given the chance, I’d work two weeks for free to show him that I was a hard worker. That Friday, I got my first paycheck of $54.

$54 dollars - $30 weekly rent - $10 Mom’s loan = $14 net for groceries, lunch money, laundry mat, and the occasional “Drake's: Frosted Peanut Butter Creme Funny Bones”.

I was a millionaire.

I didn’t have the words. I only knew that life worked in the direction one sets for herself. No question. No doubt.


http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Foods/funnybones_zpsviqgdicy.JPG

Part Two: a crow and a deer

July, 2010, I asked the Universe for confirmation that I had chosen the right path. A half hour later, there was a commotion between three killdeers (territorial birds) and a white crow in a pine tree not more that 50’ away. Then a half hour later, when I was telling the mail carrier about her, she flew over head one last time.

Fast forward three months, I tossed out the same question to the Universe. Several hours later, right in the middle of the country road there was a black deer. He was waiting for his buddy to cross the pasture while my dog, Wolfie, and I were out for a walk.

When I first signed on to Avalon, I went by the name "WhiteCrowBlackDeer".

Part Three: three white squirrels and one white bluejay

Over the course of six month of the most difficult time of my life, I saw two white squirrels before and one after.

On the same day I saw the third squirrel, a white and purple ‘blue jay’ touched down only a few feet away outside my window where I was sitting in my meditation room. The bird was white where the markings are usually blue, and purple where they're white. Just as I began to doubt another blue jay touched down beside her with a squawk as if to say, “Now do you believe?”

Any animal or bird that comes across my path, I give thanks. They are consistent messengers that serve to confirm Q&A’s.

RunningDeer ♡

Lionhawk
14th September 2015, 19:34
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfWe7c_pj-U

Lost N Found
14th September 2015, 21:40
Well, took me awhile to just listen here but it does appear that we are just sitting around telling things about ourselves that has happened. If I am wrong please correct me. Here is something that I will share and it is a log to burn.

One night in 1970 while aboard a destroyer off the coast of Denang while the ship was strafing the beach with 5 inch shells, The aft gun mount crew decided to make the guns not work. So about 30 of us set up a boom box on the aft deck and proceeded to get so stoned that the war would not matter. We played Jimi Hendrix and Grand Funk Railroad and you name it. Tie weed and Acid were the main course of party favorites. Well the ship kept going in forward and fire-ring and turning and going back around. We were having such a good time, all stoned and what not. The devastating memories of watching the war going on on that beach still fills my nightmares today. The helicopters fire ing the bombs exploding and the people running and getting murdered. While we were stoned and watching. The music always brings back the memories so some I can't listen to without having major tears. That is one log.

Second Log, Standing on the mid deck of this ship cruising the pyraze sea, Water was like glass and no life seemed to be in it. My entire being was looking and thinking about jumping into this dead sea. I did run towards the side and stopped at the last minute. Here I am today but still have so many memories of that war.

thanks, Burn that log

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 00:35
Thank-you for your service and your sacrifice! That probably doesn't help much considering what you went through and what you go through today, and everyday since then. I can't tell you I know what you went through. Or even how you feel. I can only imagine how freaky that war was.

I turned 18 in 1976 and just missed that war. I did go in the Army in 76 and ended up in Germany. My best friends had either done a tour or two in that war. I had the utmost respect for them as their stories were just nightmares. But I listened and that was all I could do.

You are certainly honored and welcomed here, Brother! This thread is about first hand experience that folks here at Avalon have had. Experiences have all got us to here. The rumors, opinions, and gossip haven't. So I really do thank-you for the sharing of two stories that have had a serious impact on your life. Then to come back home and be disrespected in such ways when it was the politicians that caused all the mind screwing. And they got away with it. But they will pay somewhere down the road but that doesn't help us NOW to reach JUSTICE for the real crimes against humanity that they have committed.

I also don't know what you have done to deal with this either. Being a warrior with a two edged sword is a tricky thing. I can only hope you are alright.

So...... put a log on the fire anytime! I'll listen!

:beer:

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 00:52
And we got crickets. Thanks Shadowself. We got to get some of those Funny Bones to go with our coffee. :bigsmile: Thanks RunningDeer! And to Lost & Found, you are not lost here! Make yourself at home Brother!

Namaste' & Nagosa

Those ranking forum guys are awful quiet but thanks for taking a peek. :bigsmile:

Lost N Found
15th September 2015, 01:39
Lionhawk, you made my day right there brother, and thank you for your service to protect and defend also. does not matter if one is in a war or just there to do that particular loving action to all. To answer your loving thought, I am okay in life. It did take some time to get straight and back but did manage that. I do have a very hard time and do cry for our boys and girls that come back now and have such a hard time. Those that were in the Vietnam war did have a very hard time and were not given anything including some basic respect. Our folks from the more recent wars are given at least some respect but not much more. I watched a video one day not to long ago called P.T.S.D behind blue eyes and I could not do much for the rest of the day. I did try to post here but could not get it to post. I did post the music by different bands including the original WHO but the song was done by Limp Bizkit and I thought it was done very well.

You ask how I am doing. I say that I do okay but I do have my days that bring up those nightmares. My soul mate has always been there and we do laugh and have a great life. I found the purpose in life that kept me from jumping over the edge. My children and my grandchildren and I have to say, all the love I have found and see on this forum. So here is another log and the warmth is just wonderful.

Now I share some really great stuff at this point, My soul mate and I actually knew each other from birth. When I was 6 years into this world she was also just 6 years into this world. We both lived in Colorado at the time and we both had dreams of each other then. It just took another amount of time before we did come together. Can't explain how much love there is with us. So healing it is and I see that with the folks here. Can't begin to thank everyone here enough.
Yet another log to keep all warm.

Lost N Found
Love to all

RunningDeer
15th September 2015, 02:29
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/Deer-popcorn.GIF
I brought logs.
A friend brought snacks.
:pop2:

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/campfire-wood_zpsjioe2bjh.GIF

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 02:47
:cake::ROFL: and logs too?!!!!! I was sending some friend requests out and I come back to logs, snacks, and coffee! To much. ;) You are a real Deer, RunningDeer.

Lost & Found,

I am so glad you have someone. That was going to be my next question but you had to put another log on the fire. See what happens? :facepalm: No worries here Brother as I am relieved that you are okay. :thumbsup: Many go it alone. I don't even want to think about it as my blood pressure will just go up. Tough road in any regard.

Maybe we ought to consider a fish fry? Anyone?

;)


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Meggings
15th September 2015, 03:42
In post 147 by Lionhawk (whom I keep writing as "Lionheart") http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=998969&viewfull=1#post998969, this happened "IN THE DAYS BEFORE THE COMING OF HORSES".

I offer not one, but many logs that may burn and offer light to our consciousness. I will speak a long story, all at once here in one go, for I doubt I shall return to burning these logs in public. Organic port has been helpful in starting this slow fire.

I have few, but some, actual 3D personality memories of days before the coming of horses. But what resonates most deeply in me now, tonight, are the memories I hold of the complement of my soul, and this was brought up by a photo posted by Zoolife today that bore a phrase attributed to Aristotle:
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This resonance is augmented tonight by organic port. It helps break the self-imposed silence. Aristotle was speaking of Alexander the Great and Hephastion, for he and they and many others of their day KNEW that it was one soul expressing itself in these two bodies. I have been in Hephastion's body many times, and have seen Alexander, have heard us speaking, have given him advice, have seen the evidence of our love-making in the heat of a hot, humid, Egyptian night.

This Alexander was my soul complement, one who balanced and completed my own expression in this 3D world. Aristotle, Alexander and Hephaestion knew that Achilles and Patroklus were also expressions of their one soul, and again I - this old woman who writes this - have seen Achilles through the eyes and body of Patroklus, when we landed at Troy. I watched the spear throwers - (the hoplites? I think not, for I saw no shields) - I know not the term - but they were standing in serried ranks with their spears held upright, spears that were many feet taller than they were, held straight. Not one spear was out of alignment, and me, the one who is writing you, this 3D personality, marvelled to herself at their discipline. I rode with Achilles holding the reins of the chariot, saw the sun glint off his bronze helmet, looked back over my shoulder at the plains below, the sun glinting off the meandering river and the sea beyond - I looked up and saw the walls of Troy above us. And life coursed through my veins.

This same larger soul sent these two again and again into earth to help shape the course her history took. I speak ONLY of some of those I have experienced being in and moving within. None of this is opinion. All is my experience. There was Cyrus the Great and his beloved consort Cassandane. She advised him in the privacy of their bed chamber, for he was wise enough to know her wisdom. He tried to bring a new kind of enlightened rule to the world, as Alexander tried to do after him. Both brought the peoples of other lands into a confederation in which each country kept their individuality and to a large extent their freedom. Each knew the race of man as one, seeing unity, not using the divide and conquer route. Yet they fought, for that was the way of the world, and without fighting, they could not promulgate their ideals of unity, nor accomplish that unto which they had been sent to do.

There were four lives I have known myself as male warrior, and many more as female supporting this same aspect of my own soul, my soul complement. We appeared together to accomplish tasks we agreed to do before being born - and the male/female needed to come together to give supportive energies in accomplishing the goals that the plan for mankind required to have unfold.

I and my beloved (who left 3D earth in 2008) were
Achilles/Patroklus;
Cyrus/Cassandane;
Alexander/Hephaestion;
Julius Caesar/Cornelia (his first wife; she/I committed suicide despite history saying she died in childbirth);
Joseph of Arimathea/common-law wife, the name seems to have been Claris (sp?); married at Qumran, which I clearly remember;
General Marcus Aurelius (not the emperor, but the emperor's right-hand man)/Emperor Constantine;
Charlemagne/Hildegard (who gave birth to nine children while she fought beside Charlemagne in each of his battles);
El Cid/mistress (whose name I do not know, but not his legal wife)...

In each of the above I gave my beloved's role first, and mine second. I miss him so deeply at times I know not which way to turn.

In the lives from the last 1000 years or so, I have only found myself as female. It seems that my soul complement chafed at the confinement of being female, and we agreed that I would take that balancing role while he accomplished the tasks we jointly agreed to. We proceeded in this wise, accomplishing many things according to the plan for mankind:

Henry 11/ Eleanor of Aquitaine (jury by peers was one, ending law by arms and giving the law of the land through peers)
Henry VIII/ Anne Boleyn (I entered into Anne the week before her execution, and found to my deep amazement that she went to her execution in the full glory of love and forgiveness for Henry - I as this 3D personality was so surprised that when I entered into Anne's personality and knew her total love and forgiveness, my head dropped suddenly in shock and my forehead hit my desk).

Now in terms of chronological time, I come to a period where I cannot find my soul complement. I was very involved in protecting the life of Francis Bacon, the son of Elizabeth I and Robert Dudley, Earl of Leicester. I found myself as Lettice Knolleys, half sister to Elizabeth I. I have many memories of the foul humour of Elizabeth I, of her yelling at me, of her causing the murder of others. Lettice eventually married the Earl of Leicester; together they watched over Francis Bacon, for if his true birth had been known, his life would have been forfeit. These are not conjectures. These are KNOWINGS that have come to me.

There are many other lifetimes I have entered into which are not as partner to my soul complement. To continue on I speak now of the almost unbelievable - that both Lord Nelson and Napoleon Bonaparte were expressions of the same soul, expressinng in the same time, and pitted against each other. I have seen both countless times, I have been within the body of their beloved mates many times - Emma Lady Hamilton for Nelson, and Josephine for Napoleon. I have watched scenes unfold, I have spoken their words, I have been amazed even though I am the one experiencing these things.

The world wars are complicated, for I had so many lifetimes I remember. But I cannot continue, for I feel I have spoken over much. If these logs burn with a different colour, and are not welcome here, I shall with love remove them. I cannot tell, for at times I am too deeply in the stories that I cannot tell what others see of my offerings.

The main nub here, is that the affairs of mankind are guided. That there is a plan laid out. And there are those who come again and again to carry out tasks they agree to undertake.

Shadowself
15th September 2015, 03:54
That was most awesome Meggings! Thank you for sharing that. I too can related these things.

:bearhug:

Shadowself
15th September 2015, 15:17
Good morning by the fire. Coffee in hand I was quite taken by all the fireside story. ReMembering past past past. This is key and integrates the soul. I know this very well. It keeps me hopeful.

I would at this time like to thank Lionhawk for starting this fire. As such I dedicate this song to you Lionhawk in hopes he sings us another song

:heart:

0LAW11uIef4

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 16:50
My Dear Meggings,

Good Morning! Have you ever opened a door and the wind just rips it out of your hands and about blows you down? That is what your post reminds me of. Wow!

You can relax! :highfive: If you had looked over this thread you would discover all first hand accounts are welcomed. I would always prefer meat, mash potatoes, and gravy over fast food {second hand} anytime. The fast food isn't made with Love like a real home cooked meal. :sun: A real log vs. a paper one. I am just not into the superficial.

I am also glad that you brought your story here at our campfire. How would we have known otherwise? For that matter, you told us that there were many stories within your story. Almost like a table of contents in a book. I also appreciate you being considerate of us here gathered around this fire but I think you'll find that you will be among some great company with open ears. Many of us here took great courage to tell our story. When you leave here you will not be allowed to carry the cross of persecution. So please don't feel like you have to defend yourself with your truth. No one here can take your truth away from you.

We haven't said to much about the subject of past lives. My knowings have really changed over the years or should I say my awareness on this subject. Usually the flow has been to relate to it from a perspective of going backwards in time. The result being that you end up feeling like a bottle that was smashed on a concrete floor with shards of glass fragments scattered everywhere. This ideology just promotes more separation and creates more confusion and trauma. What gets forgotten is that you are a soul and that soul is one life and that, that soul has had many different adventures of that soul's journey. If we go back when we first said, "I AM" and went forward from there, we would not see our soul's journey as a bunch of fragmented glass. There is separation and then there is what I call integration of the soul. Many New Age practices along with modern psychological philosophies, promote separation of the soul. The Internet metaphysical community is also doing this on almost every front, thus creating even more confusion. This confusion is designed to generate money by creating this distortion field of reality. Case and Point. Have you ever heard the term, "HIGHER SELF?"

A self that is separate of you. That is the disconnect. If you buy into that then you have been fooled BIG TIME! When you acknowledge that there is a higher self that is separate of you, you end up seeking outside of yourself for your higher self. Knowing or realizing that, NOW LOOK AROUND YOU and tell me what you see now. OH BOY#!&$&#*$!!!!!!! When the truth has always been within YOU! And that truth is that you are your higher self in the now moment! It is a very evil game of separation that has been played on all of us!

Shamans are in the business of more than just visions and the rest of it. They are also in the business of retrieving soul fragments. They are in the business of INTEGRATION! Not separation. Soul fragments are just that. Small pieces of glass that have been dispersed by trauma or even stolen along a soul's journey. The Shaman retrieves those soul fragments and returns them to their rightful owner.

When the Prime Creator created you, he/she didn't create a fragmented soul with a higher and lower self. He/she created just you! Divine perfection all in one. A Divine Spark of Love! Start from remembering that moment of your creation and then in the Now moment you will truly awaken. It's that simple.

Now getting back to our stops along our soul's journey, past lives if you want to call it that, part of the conditioning programs to identify as such, they all are adventures for soul growth. And they are absolutely real experiences and very fascinating to hear and to share. You are sharing your soul with us. And that is an act of love that honors us and our connection to oneness.

So with that, I too have held back from the telling not because of a lack of courage but because there are others' safety to consider. I was told that I have had around 1,750 past lives in 6.2 million years. That's one life every 3,500 years. I can't say I remember every one of those lives. I would probably have a stroke if I did remember. Oh, the game of separation they play. How long would it take you to process 1,750 lives? Let's just say for my own sanity I have one soul life!

All this being said, your story is a beautiful window to your soul, Miss Meggings. If I know anything about the Universe of Creation, is that your true compliment will show up when you are not looking for it. Your story is like a piece of gold in all that is.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLVq0IAzh1A


Consider writing a book. It would be a fascinating read or put another log on the fire.:sun:

Namaste' & Nagosa

Meggings
15th September 2015, 17:56
Lionhawk, lionheart, some part of you knew that I used Eva Cassidy's FIELDS OF GOLD, found short months after my beloved died, to help process the pain. On my desktop was Eva Cassidy's song (from her 1996 album, recorded the year she died). I played it at full speaker volume, and finished the red wine bought for my beloved in his last months. From time to time he asked me to pour him a glass, and would smell it for memory's sake, and I would pour it down the drain later. I had never liked alcohol, but as an honouring, I slowly drank his, brought into our home as gifts from people who came to see him in the last months.

FIELDS OF GOLD

You'll remember me
when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun
in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And There have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
As you lie in fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

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I shall no longer hide. Here are photos of the "one soul in two bodies" Aristotle spoke of. I would like to take the "talking stick" and speak further on some things you bring up in your post, Lionhawk, but there are other days and times for this. For me to have ceased hiding is empowering, and enough for the moment.

We have met many times in the years since his death, a day when I accompanied him into the lower reaches of 5D, when the room full of adult children disappeared from my vision in golden light. But I have mentioned this elsewhere, and perhaps should not repeat it. We have lain on our backs on a grassy hill in 4D and talked away the hours. He has met me in 4D often; one was a meeting after I'd discovered another lifetime of his. People came to this meeting and scenes from that life were shown, connections explained, understandings made. And that morning as I awoke from sleep, he appeared and handed me one tulip to remind me of that lifetime.

And since everything is energy and loops around in slightly different ways, here is a photo of me with the tulips he had once bought and planted for me as a surprise. This is their first blooming, a few months before he'd died.
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A note: I can no longer find the Eva Cassidy version on youtube that I have on my computer. This is the closest to it, although mine had no clapping, which distracts from the emotional impact somewhat. https://vimeo.com/69575951

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 18:32
I saw a smile and felt your heart filled tears.

Hugs & Nagosa

Selkie
15th September 2015, 18:43
Lionhawk, lionheart, some part of you knew that I used Eva Cassidy's FIELDS OF GOLD, found short months after my beloved died, to help process the pain. On my desktop was Eva Cassidy's song (from her 1996 album, recorded the year she died). I played it at full speaker volume, and finished the red wine bought for my beloved in his last months. From time to time he asked me to pour him a glass, and would smell it for memory's sake, and I would pour it down the drain later. I had never liked alcohol, but as an honouring, I slowly drank his, brought into our home as gifts from people who came to see him in the last months.

FIELDS OF GOLD

You'll remember me
when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun
in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And There have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
As you lie in fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

3114131142 31143

I shall no longer hide. Here are photos of the "one soul in two bodies" Aristotle spoke of. I would like to take the "talking stick" and speak further on some things you bring up in your post, Lionhawk, but there are other days and times for this. For me to have ceased hiding is empowering, and enough for the moment.

We have met many times in the years since his death, a day when I accompanied him into the lower reaches of 5D, when the room full of adult children disappeared from my vision in golden light. But I have mentioned this elsewhere, and perhaps should not repeat it. We have lain on our backs on a grassy hill and talked away the hours. He has met me in 4D often; one was a meeting after I'd discovered another lifetime of his. People came to this meeting and scenes from that life were shown, connections explained, understandings made. And that morning as I awoke from sleep, he appeared and handed me one tulip to remind me of that lifetime.

And since everything is energy and loops around in slightly different ways, here is a photo of me with the tulips he had once bought and planted for me as a surprise. This is their first blooming, a few months before he'd died.
31144

A note: I can no longer find the Eva Cassidy version on youtube that I have on my computer. This is the closest to it, although mine had no clapping, which distracts from the emotional impact somewhat. https://vimeo.com/69575951

I feel your loss. To you and the man you love. I will not use the past tense.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cT1CoQ7yCCY


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=684eg6S8dCw

Meggings
15th September 2015, 18:54
My heart is not filled with tears, but with the power of love moving stronger than any ocean. As Lionhawk wrote "...opened a door and the wind just rips it out of your hands and about blows you down?" I have over the years felt this power moving within my heart, and marvelled that this was within me and no one saw it. It is similar to what Anne Boleyn carried within herself to meet the executioner of Calais.

I thank you all for listening. Thank you Lionhawk and Selkie and all. I would share the sun and moon and stars, but there need be a recipient, for giving and receiving are parts of one action, both necessary.

Lost N Found
15th September 2015, 18:57
Camp fire coffee is always the best. I am in tears today with just listening to the heartfelt testimonies of folks. I want to give something here that we all can listen to while the logs are catching for warmth. Love ya all.

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and just one more to heal.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2FNkWzeE_M

Meggings, Thank you so much for sharing, I offer the spirit to comfort and bless you.

RunningDeer
15th September 2015, 19:02
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Photoshop/Mark-Margaret_zpsngkcfpoh.JPG

Dear Meggins,

Drag photo to your desktop. If you are not comfortable with any wording, I can change it.:hug:

RunningDeer ♡


Fields of Gold - Eva Cassidy
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Selkie
15th September 2015, 19:04
The campfire coffee reminds me of my Grammy, my dad's mother, an old Pennsylvania Dutch farm lady. She used to wear a sun bonnet. She was 36 years old in 1933, the year she had my father and his twin sister.

At the farmhouse, the kitchen was separate from the main house, in case of fire, and Grammy used to make coffee in an open pot on her combo coal/gas stove. And I remember that she used to put half an egg shell in it. To cut down on the acidity, I guess :)

Meggings
15th September 2015, 19:28
Wish we could truly gather and talk back and forth. The making of posts is so slow. Shall we make a leap and do this telepathically? That will be the way of things soon for us.

Selkie, I used for decades egg shell in my coffee. It was my beloved who introduced me to dry Keene's mustard, which I've been using now for 20 years. He had a "touch" and made such incredible food that I would swoon upon tasting it.

Lionhawk said "...Consider writing a book. It would be a fascinating read or put another log on the fire." I've worked on dozens of books for others, but do not know how to portray my own story. I have made a few stabs, but never thought I would live that long. Here is one book I worked long on:

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51jjPkSDcRL._SX326_BO1,204,203,200_.jpg

She had not realized she'd chosen a photo of the Potala Palace in Tibet as her background. She and I worked together in Atlantis, at an estimated 70,000 years ago. She remembers it too, but chooses not to pay attention to "ego stories". This beloved friend reprimands me from time to time for my ego, but I could never see the virtue in working to abolish it. But that is counter to what many say "ought" to be one's course.

**************
Paula, in closing my remarks, about to leave Avalon, I saw your post above.
It hit me with such emotional impact I was stunned.
I thank you. A time will come when this will become better integrated in me, and I shall no longer stub my toe on it.

I wish to say that I never knew such a vast soul as he had. While he still was alive I sketched a diagram of his "heart virtues". First I made a wheel of six, then found that each of those six gave rise to six more, and then upon reflection these each gave rise to six more. I had a total of 18 heart virtues. Never showed it to him, for there was no need.

It has been amazing to live with someone who ascended shortly after his physical death. I saw grace in action. I saw love and power and wisdom working through his life.

A few weeks before his death there appeared over his body, equidistant between him and me, a silver ball of energy (at a guess, closed to 18-inch diameter). I KNEW it came to help prepare him for his passing. Enough now. I go to my paint table.

Zionbrion
15th September 2015, 19:31
I've got something amazing to share around the campfire.

Now some of you may have heard this or perhaps not. I think it has a place here around the fire.

The recording contains two tracks played at the same time: The first is the natural sound of crickets played at regular speed, and the second is the slowed down version of crickets’ voices.

“I discovered that when I slowed down this recording to various levels, this simple familiar sound began to morph into something very mystic and complex……..almost human.”

http://enpundit.com/someone-recorded-crickets-slowed-track-sounds-like-humans-singing/

Enjoy!

That sure is beautiful, while I was listening I saw a link to this youtube video, that has some speaking and also an opera singer with it. I also noticed that a new page has started on the thread, and that as I read around the campfire I have been enjoying the music being played as well. So here is the embeded youtube video to read while on page 9 :)

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Dennis Leahy
15th September 2015, 20:04
... I will speak a long story, all at once here in one go,...
...
... And there are those who come again and again to carry out tasks they agree to undertake.Wow. I can barely figure out who I am in this lifetime, and would love to have even glimpses of real memories of other lifetimes - even if I was just ordinary worker guy #4237, building pyramids. I'm not sure if there's a heavy veil for me (that I agreed to), or if it's just too hard for me to relax into that conscious connection state...

Do you remember small vivid segments, or long detailed memories, or? Sounds like you have a few novel's worth in there, more than can be told at a campfire (though, this is cozy.)

And, this, "carry out tasks they agree to undertake" concept is something I hope is true and that I'm part of....and that we - humanity - are going to succeed in entering into a state of grace and compassion.

Thanks for sharing what I hope is just the beginning of more to come.

LittleTree
15th September 2015, 20:12
Getting back to September, I say bring it on! These are exciting times and since the pendulum is now going the other way, and we have front row seats, I would like to see how we come out of this. I also would like to go home and have a long sleep. It has been one long journey.

So the best advice I can offer is to connect to source and know thy self! How you do it is all up to you. We are Divine sparks of Mother/Father God and there is a measurement as to your own luminosity. If that percentage is above 51% you will probably experience some form of the ascension process. If you are below that threshold you will be locked in that karmic wheel until you learn better. The grace of the Universe will always allow one to improve on soul growth. Even the darkest of souls.

Yes, Exactly! Thank You!

RunningDeer
15th September 2015, 20:18
A few weeks before his death there appeared over his body, equidistant between him and me, a silver ball of energy (at a guess, closed to 18-inch diameter). I KNEW it came to help prepare him for his passing.
I had a foreshadowing of Michael's death, too. Feathers kept coming into my life. Little did I know it was a way for Michael to reach through the veil. I still receive them around Mother's Day and Michael's birthday. I'll write about it another time.

Some feathers come from other Spirit Beings. They're like flowers, hugs and kisses, good cheer, and messages of, "We're rooting for ya, Paula."

Apologies to those that've read smatterings across the threads. They aren't sad accounts. Each was received as a gift of healing, growth acceptance and a deepening of love.


A Presence in the Back Seat of My Car

A couple of weeks before Christmas, I was doing Tai Chi in my classroom before the students came into school when I got a flash that something big was about to happen. The feeling was that this was either one of great joy or great sadness. I instinctively knew that: it was huge, I had no control over it and I had to accept it. Then, a voice from somewhere in my head said, "We are never given more than we can handle."

I covered up my fear with a cocky attitude of “Bring it on!”. And that was that. That is until after school, I was on my way to the bookstore when I felt an inescapable panic. Then, I was aware of a presence that filled the back seat. I checked the rear view mirror and saw nothing. But right then I had another flash of my son. It was too painful, so I blocked it out.

When I returned home, I told a dear friend where my personal papers were because I thought something was going to happen to me. I told him that I felt like it was my time to die.

A couple of days later, I got a call to go over to my ex-husband's home. On the drive over, I found myself making all kinds of deals with God. I saw it in his Dad's eyes. He explained that Michael was found in his car in the woods by hunters. Suicide. (exhaust fumes)


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Dennis Leahy
15th September 2015, 22:14
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Thank you, Paula. They, and we, are rooting for you.

Lionhawk
15th September 2015, 22:39
Lyrics are below.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nP0VBB7BO64



One morning, I woke up
And I knew you were really gone
A new day, a new way
And new eyes to see the dawn

Go your way and I'll go mine
And carry on

The sky is clearing
And night has gone out
The sun, he come
And the world is all full of life

But rejoice
(Rejoice)
Rejoice
(Rejoice)
'Cause we have no choice
But to carry on

The fortunes of fables
Are able to sing the song
And now witness, the quickness
With which we get along

To sing the blues
You've got to live the tunes
And carry on

Carry on
(Carry on)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
To us all

Where are you going now, my love?
Where will you be tomorrow?
Will you bring me happiness?
Will you bring me sorrow?

All the questions of a thousand dreams
What you do and what you seem?
Lover, can you talk
To me, yeah

Can you talk to me?
Talk to me

Boy, when I was on my own
Chasin' you down
What was it made you run
Tryin' your best just to get around?

Questions of a thousand dreams
(Questions of a dream)
What you do and what you seem
(Oh, what you see)
Lover, can you talk
To me?

Talk to me
I'm wanting, love will come

(Carry on)
Carry on
(Love is coming)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
To us all

RunningDeer
15th September 2015, 22:56
Thank you, Paula. They, and we, are rooting for you.
Thank you, Dennis & All.


http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/irish_clover_Dennis_zps83nbltos.jpg

Paula ♡

Selkie
15th September 2015, 22:58
Lyrics are below.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nP0VBB7BO64



One morning, I woke up
And I knew you were really gone
A new day, a new way
And new eyes to see the dawn

Go your way and I'll go mine
And carry on

The sky is clearing
And night has gone out
The sun, he come
And the world is all full of life

But rejoice
(Rejoice)
Rejoice
(Rejoice)
'Cause we have no choice
But to carry on

The fortunes of fables
Are able to sing the song
And now witness, the quickness
With which we get along

To sing the blues
You've got to live the tunes
And carry on

Carry on
(Carry on)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
To us all

Where are you going now, my love?
Where will you be tomorrow?
Will you bring me happiness?
Will you bring me sorrow?

All the questions of a thousand dreams
What you do and what you seem?
Lover, can you talk
To me, yeah

Can you talk to me?
Talk to me

Boy, when I was on my own
Chasin' you down
What was it made you run
Tryin' your best just to get around?

Questions of a thousand dreams
(Questions of a dream)
What you do and what you seem
(Oh, what you see)
Lover, can you talk
To me?

Talk to me
I'm wanting, love will come

(Carry on)
Carry on
(Love is coming)
Love is coming
(Love is coming)
To us all

Oh, my, yes.

Lionhawk
16th September 2015, 02:02
Just because you haven't been on a battlefield doesn't mean you aren't a Warrior. Anyone can fire a gun, blow something up, commit murder, and so on. Many times the battle isn't fought on a battlefield. It is fought within you. If you stand for something and are fully committed to not compromise that stand, you are a Warrior. You will defend whatever your stand is to your last breathe.

Dennis said, "Wow. I can barely figure out who I am in this lifetime, and would love to have even glimpses of real memories of other lifetimes - even if I was just ordinary worker guy #4237, building pyramids. I'm not sure if there's a heavy veil for me (that I agreed to), or if it's just too hard for me to relax into that conscious connection state... "

Well Dennis, it is different for everybody how that door opens up. Sometimes there are triggers that can do it. Sometimes it can be cellular memory that decides to wake up and knock on your head. It also comes down to choice as to know thyself and the intention you apply to that. Do you really want to know? If you do, you will be guided to that result. So take a breathe and think on that first and then put something into action. Get a good tape recorder. Even a pocket recorder.

I call it session work. That's where the real inner work is done. What you want to know is within you and it is just a matter of you spending the quality time with yourself. What would also be great is if you are with someone to assist you with some basic training as far as going within. Take baby steps and I can't stress that enough. it isn't complicated and if you stick with it, your efficiency will increase very quickly.

The following is how this door opened up for me; 37 years ago I was working in Spring Lake, N.C. It's near Fort Brag, Fayettville area. It was a town project of converting a swamp into a park. It was very labor intensive, working in swamp water, and it was all manual kind of stuff as far as removal of trees and so on. Anyways, I got done on a Friday afternoon, went home, took a shower, and sat in my living room. I was very sore from the week's work and said to self, "Do a meditation." So I laid down on the floor, on my back, and started to relax and breath. As I was laying there, I started to feel a pain just below my right elbow, front side. So I focused on relieving the pain and the pain just increased despite my efforts. It got so bad that it got to the excruciating point. At that point I opened my eyes and wondered where that came from? Upon opening my eyes the pain subsided into nothing in just a few minutes. Over the weekend I tried once more and the pain started to return and I gave up on the meditation. I didn't meditate for 6 months after that. Then I decided I wasn't going to take any prisoners and I was going to find out what in hell was going on. One of the weird things was I had some small little scars showed up where the pain was. It was also on my left arm. So here we go and here comes this pain once more. I stuck with it and then there was like a flash in my mind, and I found myself in a movie of sorts. The flash was a threshold point of the pain. The pain was horrible and in both arms.

So now the movie. So here I was on some dirt road, in the woods. It felt like Virginia or maybe N.C. There was a small group of Confederate soldiers that had surrounded me on this road. 5 or 6 of them. Two of them held my arms and were twisting them. I was being interrogated by what looked like a Confederate Sargent. It hit me that I was a Union Scout or more specifically a Union Spy. I knew I had vital information. They kept twisting as I wasn't complying to their demands. Tensions peaked with this Sargent and then he had the two holding my arms and stretched them out away from my body. Then he had two others point and shoot into both arms at very close range. The pain went up from there. They went on after that twisting my arms and questioning me. It didn't last long as I passed out. When I came to, it was dark as the Ace of Spades. I found myself in a pine box. Now if you can imagine being in total darkness and trying to get out of it with my arms in the condition they were in. My attempt was a feeble one at that point from the blood loss and I once again passed out. Except this time it was permanent. One of my last thoughts were of my wife and for her to not be able to know what became of me.

In this present life, I was always interested in Espionage, Robert Ludlum books, OO7, and so on. Spy stuff. But when it came to doing the actual acts of spying, it was like all against my integrity. So pay attention to those things you were strongly attracted to and the opposite effects you have experienced. It may give you a clue as to something is up.

5 years ago when I was reawakened from those ashes, my name was spoken. With that came a flood of memories. Talk about opening up a door. One of those memories was one in Scotland. I have some of the important information on my other computer which is broken down for the time being. 13th century time frame. I fought as a fellow clan leader with William Wallace. However, due to a murdering of my true love, I became very dark with rage. I had a black heart and was ruthless when it came to my adversaries. Many of you may think that the battles fought against the English king was about Scottish sovereignty.

In part it was, but it was also about technology. That technology was very high tech stuff and found it's way into England. I am not at liberty to say what that technology was but it was not from this World. I say this because it was the reason why I was incarnated to Scotland. To retrieve it. I failed in doing so. I was also captured like William was and if I recall correctly, rotted away in the King's dungeon.

So from one Warrior to many other Warriors, the battle within to preserve your luminosity is what you should fight for. Never compromise it! Or you can get stuck on that wheel of Karma like I did.

Thanks everyone for one cool day here at our campfire. Much love was shared and I will try to catch up.

This one is for you Lost & Found and I know you don''t mind sharing! More is in the works.

I think this thread found some cool wind for it's sails.

Love you all !!!!!!

Meggings
16th September 2015, 02:36
And that William Wallace story, my friend, explains to me why I kept writing your name as Lionheart, thinking all the time of Braveheart and William Wallace.

And that life as a Union spy, my friend, may link you to the stout-hearted William Sherman and Ulysses Grant. I am linked to the whole Union gang, Lincoln included. They live within me even yet.

Nothing is by accident. Your advice to "pay attention to those things you were strongly attracted to and the opposite effects you have experienced. It may give you a clue" is good.

heretogrow
16th September 2015, 03:32
Oh My Paula, you dear beautiful Soul! I know this does not help much when I say this, but he is with you always. I believe he watches over you to make sure you are ok. I wish I could jump through this computer and give you a huge hug. I love you, my friend! May comfort fill your heart and soul....

Thank you for sharing
Much Love to you and Michael,
Julia

RunningDeer
16th September 2015, 04:32
Oh My Paula, you dear beautiful Soul! I know this does not help much when I say this, but he is with you always. I believe he watches over you to make sure you are ok. I wish I could jump through this computer and give you a huge hug. I love you, my friend! May comfort fill your heart and soul....

Thank you for sharing
Much Love to you and Michael,
Julia

WHOOSHhhh! Julia. http://www.picgifs.com/smileys/smileys-and-emoticons/hugs/smileys-hugs-765537.gif I feel you beyond the heartfelt words on the screen.
Your energy signature warms from afar. It always does. http://www.pic4ever.com/images/computer3.gif

Michael’s around and on to other things all at the same time. Initially, I hung around to show him you don’t give up. I get it now. We’re still learning. Still conversing.

Love,
Paula ♡

Meggings
16th September 2015, 15:47
... I will speak a long story, all at once here in one go,...
... And there are those who come again and again to carry out tasks they agree to undertake.Wow. I can barely figure out who I am in this lifetime, and would love to have even glimpses of real memories of other lifetimes - even if I was just ordinary worker guy #4237, building pyramids. I'm not sure if there's a heavy veil for me (that I agreed to), or if it's just too hard for me to relax into that conscious connection state...

Do you remember small vivid segments, or long detailed memories, or? Sounds like you have a few novel's worth in there, more than can be told at a campfire (though, this is cozy.)

And, this, "carry out tasks they agree to undertake" concept is something I hope is true and that I'm part of....and that we - humanity - are going to succeed in entering into a state of grace and compassion.
Thanks for sharing what I hope is just the beginning of more to come.

Dennis, hi friend. I've been wanting to respond to your question. Each time I've come to computer to write, I get bogged down because so much comes to mind that might be put to paper. I find myself daunted by it all and leave to tend to things at my painting table. This morning at 5 AM I was awakened from sound sleep when beloved overweight cat knocked over my glass of water beside me. I had to sop up the water so it wouldn't stain the wood table and so, being awake, came to computer write you, albeit pre-dawn with beloved fat cat on lap, and sleepy to boot.

You ask, “Do you remember small vivid segments or long detailed memories?” There are various ways I access other lifetimes. I don’t control it. I view many lifetimes besides those mentioned earlier – the others are not historical figures and thus I cannot name them. My soul shows me over time many different scenes from one life. There's like a "clump" given me.

In brief, I get scenes. I can either view it as though I am an orb of consciousness, or from inside the personality. I have been inside, seeing through its eyes, moving within its body, knowing some of its thoughts, of a future incarnation on a world that is not earth. I have been BOTH inside and viewing another version of myself on Arcturus, all the while the 3D personality writing this post was examining the other face for hints of recognition. It was soul knowing of who was who and where and what. Sadly, I do not consciously control my travels. But if I could, I'd not be much use here on earth I suspect, for I could get caught up in other realities and absent myself quite a bit.

At times, I have “stepped outside of time” while here as 3D-meggings. In that state I am more connected to my own soul, and often Knowing comes. When I enter into another, and see and speak through another personality, that gives 100% certainty that my soul projected that particular personality. When I watch scenes unfold, I often understand, or the understanding blooms in me later. I return to the same lifetime quite a few times, seeing different aspects each time.

Once I was bobbing along a stone passageway as an orb (I assume) and watched a scene unfolding. I was watching my beloved partner Mark in another lifetime. At the time of this visioning, he was sleeping beside me in bed at my farm; I was awake watching this unfold in my inner vision. I saw Roman centurions accompanying him, saw the clothing he wore (I was surprised to see a short sky-blue cape over his shoulders), knew he was walking through this arched stone passageway to emerge in a public place to meet assembled Romans and handle some difficult situation. I saw LOVE pour out of him towards his fellow soldiers as he paused and turned, looking back at those who were hurrying to catch up, so they could emerge into the public place in order. I marvelled within my current 3D personality at how much he loved his men. I also spoke within my 3D personality, “He is not afraid. WHY is he not afraid? Does he not know he is in danger?” I was a little troubled by this vision, but never mentioned it to Mark.

There is something I call "place memory" that has for me awakened other lifetime memories. Once on the south rim of the Grand Canyon I "stepped outside of time" and realized I had lived there once, that I had viewed the scene of the San Fransisco Peaks before. My daughter and brother were displeased that I had disappeared, but I was drawn to go down into the remnants of an Anasazi village (it seemed Hopi to me, but the sign said Anasazi). I sat in the remains of a round stone kiva and lost track of time.

Note that Lionheart may have also touched upon place memory when he'd been working in an area and experienced some of the pain of another incarnation who'd died when a Union spy - perhaps in the same region. Our energies are tied into the earth, and we can access them, for time is malleable.

We are drawn to places we have been before. I had always wanted to see the Hagia Sophia, and rather to my surprise, I ended up in Istanbul and went there. Outside the main entrance was an excavation a good six feet below grade, with a sign saying it was the lintel to Constantine's original church on that site. I stepped outside of time as I gazed at it. I spoke to no one in particular - since I was there alone - that I have walked through that doorway before. And that was the beginning of my soul showing me bits of Constantine's life. It also explained to me why I, as a teenager, was upset by the Council of Nicea. Not many teenagers agonize over something that took place 1700 years ago. I felt responsible in some obscure way - but here's the zinger - I knew it was something I had agreed to do.

There is too much that comes up when I start out thinking to answer a seemingly simple question. I meander. Life meanders, because it is connected with everything. Has this helped at all, Dennis?

I wish to comment on seeing other lifetimes. It certainly does not seem to be a prerequisite for ascension. It does not make living this life any easier - beyond how I have used it to strengthen myself interiorly, for the world can buffet one about at times. I read about some personalities in order to gird my own loins. Two that have most bolstered me have not been mentioned. I try to moderate what I speak of, since I have seen my closest blood family think I am perhaps a tad delusional.

* * *
There's another comment I feel I must make apropos to post #165 above. http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=999330&viewfull=1#post999330
In order not to clutter the thread with too many posts from me, I'd like to add it here at the end of my reply to Dennis.

It is a matter of personal impeccability that I must clarify something. I'd written earlier this: "She and I worked together in Atlantis, at an estimated 70,000 years ago. She remembers it too, but chooses not to pay attention to "ego stories". Later though I could not separate out if this is my own solid knowing or her assent that gives me the thought/feeling that she remembers it too. Impeccability will have me be clear it may be my own knowing and not her words I make use of in that earlier statement.

Shadowself
16th September 2015, 16:34
I knew when I saw Lionhawk start this thread there would be a certain magic to it. I was right.

Zionbrian....that video was awesome. It's like earths evening choir singing her song. Lovely!

Lionhawk
16th September 2015, 17:07
My Dear Miss Meggings,

I must confess that I had a black heart in Scotland. I was no Lionheart by any means. You should call me YellowLion because I was a coward. I can still see my beloved down below a cliff near the sea, impaled by a piece of wood from a bush or small tree, one of her legs folded back and blood spattered everywhere. It haunts me to this day.

Her name was Isabell. She was also my Twin Flame, but I wasn't aware of such things at the time. I had a small castle on the western side of Scotland by the sea. I was married to a miserable, needy, nagging woman, who just basically drove me out of our home. I had a son, who, for Avalon fans out here, I met here at PA1. I wrote about being guided to PA1 somewhere in this thread, to find 3 people. Well, here was 2 of the 3. The third person I found was also in this passed life in Scotland. This third person was the one who pushed my beloved over the cliff, after him and his 3 comrades had their way with her.

Isabell came from Norway. Anyways, we hooked up and I had a scanty some miles away from the castle. My son was disabled and was basically took care of. He stayed on a chair. Isabell somehow became good friends with him. I might have hired Isabell as a servant girl to assist him. I don't remember all the little details. Well I fell in Love with her and although we lived in a shanty, I was so happy. On the day she was murdered, she was on her way to visit my son. 4 of them attacked her on the road she was walking on along the sea.

Just like you said about history getting it wrong, I also can relate to that. I wonder if history didn't get it wrong but was purposely manipulated to appear that way to hide the real truth.

And why is it we are not to mention the Reptilians? Why is it that English folklore is so full of stories about Dragons and Dragon slayers. Why is it that those stories are considered just myth? Why are there so many signs of Lions? The Lion vs. the Dragon? Look at the present symbolism and sculptures that abound everywhere, there. WHY IS THAT? Do you think it is just Myth? Really? Hmmm........Why was England interested in Egypt and then the rest of the World? England is not really a big country if you look at it. It's tiny compared to most countries. But look at the energy of the Power and even to this day. Because of myth? Why has a fortune been spent on Myth in the form of statues?

The ones that had attacked my Isabell were Reptilian/human hybrids. I remember dropping to my knees, my heart was crushed. It was when I returned to our little shanty, being in the cooking area, where I blew up in anger. I stopped the grieving process and went into a rage of darkness. I did not have the courage to morn for my Isabell. I then went out and went on a rampage of murder. My adversaries in the names of certain local clans. I took their lands and made their women my property. I just went dark. And that was how it was for the rest of my days in that lifetime. I became the opposite of what I once was.

In a nut shell of history getting it wrong, here's what I now know. The Luciferians ie Church of Rome, eventually lost control of England. What took over were the Reptilians that came from Egypt. You think that Ptah, Osiris, and Thoth were good guys? As is portrayed in History? If you think that, you need to throw away the crack pipe. If you see some of the glyph walls, what do you see? You see the Feline race everywhere and also Reptilians. These Egyptians would even keep astrological records of every alligator in their nurseries. They worshiped them. Took care of them. So once more we see the Lion vs. the Dragon. Hmmmm.......there's more......

"LionHawk" represents two of my spirit guides. Pinnacus is the name of the cougar and Delphi is the name of the hawk. Now it may not matter to some folks the significance of that, but rest assured their names also come into play as far as these past life tales go. "Lionheart" has never sat well with me because of these past life energies. I have never complained when this name has been directed towards me just out of common courtesy. The name Lionheart stands for many positive things, courage being one of them. But like I said, I lost that courage to morn her death and my actions after her death were no way deserving of such a name. That is the best way I can convey this without sounding like an ungrateful ass.

One last note is that I felt the sacred water flowing through your heart yesterday and I did shed a few tears because of that, and thus is why I said I felt your heart filled tears. It wasn't a bad thing. :sun: So your heart moved several of us yesterday and I thank-you for that!

Namaste' & Nagosa

Meggings
16th September 2015, 17:24
Lionhawk, nevermore shall I address you as Lionheart, nor think of you in that wise. Everyone makes meaning personal to themselves, and I honour your meaning.

Have you mourned the death of Isabel in this lifetime? It is said we can heal other lifetimes whilst in this one.

I share this idea that has occurred to me - that seeing other incarnations brings with that seeing understanding and a kind of resolution of the energies still held onto.

Lionhawk
16th September 2015, 18:48
I knew when I saw Lionhawk start this thread there would be a certain magic to it. I was right.

Zionbrian....that video was awesome. It's like earths evening choir singing her song. Lovely!

And it's because of all of you that has been the magic. I mean look at what has happened on this thread. Actually happened. Some very cool stuff. It just goes to show you how and where the quality comes from when it is done with the first hand instead of the second. This campfire is like a river where the sacred waters flow through it because of the first hand hearts walking along side it and through it. Not to take away from other threads as their intentions are also meaningful, but we have put some things into action. Not actions of reaction but of creation. You can go anywhere on any page of this thread and start from there. Always something new going on in the now moment. Something is always flowing and in the process, a Healing of sorts. So we have been blessed and I say NAGOSA to all of you!

Lionhawk
16th September 2015, 19:53
Lionhawk, nevermore shall I address you as Lionheart, nor think of you in that wise. Everyone makes meaning personal to themselves, and I honour your meaning.

Have you mourned the death of Isabel in this lifetime? It is said we can heal other lifetimes whilst in this one.

I share this idea that has occurred to me - that seeing other incarnations brings with that seeing understanding and a kind of resolution of the energies still held onto.


Have no worries Miss Meggings, I understand your intentions in those regards and you came from a position of Love and that is why I don't want to sound like an ungrateful ass. LOL You haven't been the first to call me that and I am sure someone down the road will call me that.

This also needed to be addressed within me and because of you calling attention to it, it needed some attention. So it turned out to be a good thing so don't think anything further of it. You actually were a help and I humbly thank-you for the way you went about it. I better keep an eye on you. ;)

My Twin Flame is with me now so things have come into balance and I no longer have that rage. This Scottish lifetime was something that we both have had to work through. It's what you do after the door gets ripped out of your hands and picking yourself up off the floor that matters most. My Twin Flame and I are not afraid of the inner work that needs to be addressed. And because of that, and I am proud to say this, we have done some cool miracles together as well. In the now. Such as saving countless souls from total disaster and annihilation. On this Planet, other dimensions, and other Worlds. I'm not bragging here, just stating a few facts. Well maybe a little. ;)

The things we have experienced on our soul's journey define what we are about. You also stated that there is a plan. It all started with a plan or plans but also ask yourself how many times were those plans disrupted along the way? Many of us here got trapped here by those disruptions. We were supposed to come here, do our mission and then leave. Didn't happen that way. We ended up playing the roles of a victim hitch hiking a ride on the Karmic Wheel.

Through the understanding of our past lives we can learn many things of what are soul is all about. Even where our true home is. Know thyself and that means know all of thyself. Everything changes when you know just your real name. Many things that in terms of energy become unlocked and now you have access. Your toolbox will expand and you can do like what Jesus had said about doing greater things than he. It isn't about saying you are better than Jesus. If you get hung up on that then it's your own ego blocking you and causing you to miss his point. It is about your potential and because of your Divine origins are now in the mix, you potential is unlimited.

Even though I was raised as a Catholic, I am not a religious man. I never found God or Jesus in the bible. They just weren't there. They were some place else. So if I mention God or Jesus, I am not coming from a place of the second hand.

It confuses the hell out of me when folks go through all these hoops and loops when it was right there under their noses in the first place. And then when after all the training and researching, one finds them self no further along in finding the true answers. And heaven forbid when someone comes forward and does the do, and they just want you to carry the cross of their lack of understanding. The belief cross. The cross that shadows the truth and causes folks to be hypnotized like chickens looking down a line in the sand. So don't believe in thyself, KNOW THYSELF! Prove it to yourself if you sincerely want to know. Many don't want to know and that is okay. That is their choice. I honor that! But remember this, it is just like what Alex Collier was told by the Andromedians and that is, "THE LOVE YOU WITHHOLD IS THE PAIN THAT YOU CARRY!"

There are those that claim that they can take all of your past lives and clear away the negative energies away. Trauma, pain, and whatever. At first I thought that was a good thing but maybe it isn't. I think it should be "YOU" who does that. You know how to do it the best way for yourself. It's all well and good to have some help but you are the best SOULUTION for yourself!

So no worries and I would like to see a painting if you don't mind. You are not the only one here in this thread hiding their artwork. :sun:

Namaste' & Nagosa

Hi ZionBrion! Good to see you back!

Lost N Found
17th September 2015, 00:46
Brother lionhawk, your converse above has stirred my heart and I want to give all a very heart felt song.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eTM97XE5wB0

Lyrics:

Endless silver
Wave forms crash in
Sea's too big to fit in my brain [heart]
Nothings too big to fit in my heart

Seas come, seas go
Where they stood deserts flow
Time's too big to fit in the brain
Nothing's too big to fit in my heart

Spacetime strings bend
World without end
God's too big to fit in a book
Nothings too big to fit in my heart

Here is a log for us all.

Thank you, Love all

Lionhawk
17th September 2015, 03:09
That was real coool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lyrics:

Endless silver
Wave forms crash in
Sea's too big to fit in my brain [heart]
Nothings too big to fit in my heart

Seas come, seas go
Where they stood deserts flow
Time's too big to fit in the brain
Nothing's too big to fit in my heart

Spacetime strings bend
World without end
God's too big to fit in a book
Nothings too big to fit in my heart

Here is a log for us all.

Thank you, Love all

Shadowself
17th September 2015, 06:19
Having been moved by the last two pages of posts around this campfire I suppose I will share this of my own experience.

I too lost two loved ones. First was my husband and father of my oldest son He died in a Holiday fatality while we were on our way back home when his son was only three years old. We never made it home that night. Our son had two broken legs and his father passed on.

When I was eight years old I dreamed of this accident to the letter. Every detail was the same as the dream. It was surreal living a dream.

Then in 2012 that same son lost his life in a tragic motorcycle accident. Some woman just pulled out in front of him and he had no time to stop or avert the accident. His helmet came off when he hit the ground and that was it. He was gone. I will never forget the call I got from his little brother. Never.

He called me an hour before the accident to tell me I'm now the owner of my own Tbird because I used my car for collateral for a loan for his business which was lighting for the film industry and he had just paid it off. He also let me know he had just paid off all his debt. It was like he knew he was leaving and wanted to clear all debts.

He was also an avid sykdiver. I say this because one of his friends the following month was on tour with Jason Mraz and could not attend the funeral. So on his birthday June 27th, that following month they did a show in Hong Kong and this song hit home with me for sure. This video is of that show.

I know he's still here and I can often feel his presence. Why is that? Because he's right there in my heart forever.

Merritt Lear is her name and she and my son John were good friends and skydiving buddies. She is the violin player in Jason's band. I'm going to share this song for anybody that has lost anyone here as I have too.

Just remember for those you've lost, no matter where they go their home is inside of you. They're not gone at all.


http://i44.tinypic.com/2z6v7gg.jpg

Ozlo2FOs0Ho

sandy
17th September 2015, 06:35
Thank you Shadowself

Beautiful and touching all the way around. Your heart is felt and known and your sharing fills the void today. :) Blessings and Hugs

Lionhawk
17th September 2015, 13:41
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iz7wtTO7roQ


Nagosa!

RunningDeer
17th September 2015, 14:27
Having been moved by the last two pages of posts around this campfire I suppose I will share this of my own experience.

I too lost two loved ones. First was my husband and father of my oldest son He died in a Holiday fatality while we were on our way back home when his son was only three years old. We never made it home that night. Our son had two broken legs and his father passed on.

When I was eight years old I dreamed of this accident to the letter. Every detail was the same as the dream. It was surreal living a dream.

Then in 2012 that same son lost his life in a tragic motorcycle accident. Some woman just pulled out in front of him and he had no time to stop or avert the accident. His helmet came off when he hit the ground and that was it. He was gone. I will never forget the call I got from his little brother. Never.

He called me an hour before the accident to tell me I'm now the owner of my own Tbird because I used my car for collateral for a loan for his business which was lighting for the film industry and he had just paid it off. He also let me know he had just paid off all his debt. It was like he knew he was leaving and wanted to clear all debts.

He was also an avid sykdiver. I say this because one of his friends the following month was on tour with Jason Mraz and could not attend the funeral. So on his birthday June 27th, that following month they did a show in Hong Kong and this song hit home with me for sure. This video is of that show.

I know he's still here and I can often feel his presence. Why is that? Because he's right there in my heart forever.

Merritt Lear is her name and she and my son John were good friends and skydiving buddies. She is the violin player in Jason's band. I'm going to share this song for anybody that has lost anyone here as I have too.

Just remember for those you've lost, no matter where they go their home is inside of you. They're not gone at all.


http://i44.tinypic.com/2z6v7gg.jpg

Ozlo2FOs0Ho

“Just remember for those you've lost, no matter where they go their home is inside of you. They're not gone at all.”

Tears.
Thank you, Shadowself.
And beautiful, beautiful song. Touches deep.

Feather hug ♡

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Feather/black10_zps011bef9a.JPG

Shadowself
17th September 2015, 15:29
Here at the fire hearts are warm. I'm glad Runningdeer that you felt what I was saying there. I know loss of this kind all too well and this is how I have to process it. Otherwise.....I hope this was a healing thought as healing is paramount to the process of the living to just be. After all is this not what we came here for at this time of such great changes?

Speaking of changes before I have to leave the fire for a short eight hours (but I'll be back) I'd like to change it up a bit.

As I've said I know Lionhawk. I remember when he first came to Avalon on his quest. He turned many a head. In fact when he says:

Don't mention the Reptilians.....he was actually one of the first to do so at the original Project Avalon. Much to the the chagrin of many there. Because it was not a popular subject and caused much controversy. He had a thread devoted to it and it got slammed shut because people just could not handle the subject at the time.

Then came another epic thread....started...that also got shut down. He didn't want it shut down even if he did not see eye to eye with the thread starter as you will soon see here.

There were even many psychic attacks happening as he mentioned due to that subject matter.

So On the first page of this thread by the fire I mentioned that Lionahawk was featured in the Wes Penry Papers. Have you seen it yet? Allow me to share it with now. As I mentioned I know Lionhawk and he does not HATE anything. He does not hate Reptilians or Dragons. He just does not like the behavior of those many lives he suffered as a warrior in the Orion Wars. He wants nothing but peace. Here's to hoping that someday the Reptilians and Dragons find such peace and we can all live in harmony someday.

As Wes Penre says...you have to read the whole page to get the gist:

http://wespenre.com/3/paper06-alpha-draconians-and-the-creation-of-the-starhuman-part-2.htm

Peace be with you!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=buswvJrO-f8

Lionhawk
17th September 2015, 16:12
Good Morning Folks,

I couldn't help but notice the courage of some of my Sisters and Brothers here at this Great House here lately.

Courage (also called bravery and bravado) is the choice and willingness to confront agony, pain, danger, uncertainty or intimidation {Wikipedia}

You have shared your soul with all of us and that takes great courage especially when it comes to the losing of a loved one. We all have had loss and it is a very painful process. It is one thing to go through that process and yet another to share it. It takes extra courage to do that. You are bearing your soul and I am honored that you had the courage to share your soul with me, and others here. I hug you gently with the creeks on my face flowing with the sacred water of my heart. :heart:

I also want to thank those where courage might be over looked. Those that have persevered despite the odds and the risk of even death, to get the truth out. Yes, I am talking of Bill Ryan. You have come a long way and this sharing would not be taking place without your courage. I'm serious and not blowing smoke. You are appreciated more than you know. :bigsmile:

You are all LIONS in my book and so I present to you all, this video, in honor of your courage.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=du5UnCyzpD0


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JY__agG_eXc

Selkie
17th September 2015, 17:08
Yes. Too often the sharing of pain is seen a "negativity" and one is advised to "just let it go". But that just isolates the one who is in pain, and makes them feel bad and wrong for sharing their feelings. Even if there is nothing one can say or do, one can listen and offer fellowship, and not turn away. Most of the time, that is enough.

Lost N Found
17th September 2015, 17:52
shadowself, as I watched and listened while you shared your heart, All here felt and gave tears. That song was pure beauty and my tears still can't stop with feelings of loss and how hard that is for all of us. The loss you shared here is indelible. Every time I go back to your pictures and song I am just going to be in tears. Thank you so much my sister, for that sharing. Those logs warmed all of hearts.

lionhawk you have given so much, I listen to the songs daily, Thank you so much brother. We get to comfort each other around this camp fire and that is bringing so many together. I would like to share another log of music that I feel is of all to one.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPeo_X7hVe8

A warm log and heart felt thanks to shadowself and lionhawk and all around the fire this morning.

Lost N Found
17th September 2015, 18:29
Still in tears here but the warmth of the fire and mostly the warmth of the folks does heal pain. Thank you sister Selkie for consoling words. I know that to experience the pain is to release the pain. That is called grieving and it is a very important part of experiencing life. So with all that being said, I would just like to place one more log in the fire. I found this to be very comforting.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkcm5cT9gGI

Log is in must play Architect for awhile.

Selkie
17th September 2015, 18:39
Still in tears here but the warmth of the fire and mostly the warmth of the folks does heal pain. Thank you sister Selkie for consoling words. I know that to experience the pain is to release the pain. That is called grieving and it is a very important part of experiencing life. So with all that being said, I would just like to place one more log in the fire. I found this to be very comforting.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkcm5cT9gGI

Log is in must play Architect for awhile.

What an exquisite piece of music.

I feel like our connections here are very subtle, and fine. The vast majority of us will never meet in the flesh, but in a way, that only increases the subtlety of our connections, like the finest, most gossamer strands of mycelium, barely material at all, and yet there, like root hairs finding their way to water between grains of soil too fine for the eye to see.

Lionhawk
17th September 2015, 18:46
Naaagooossaaaaaa

RunningDeer
17th September 2015, 19:53
Thank you for the link, Shawdowself. I’m only a bit into the 47 page document (16 pt. font), and there’s the 17 pages of Abraxasinas which was linked to read first. I only perused that one because I quickly lost focus. As mentioned on another thread, I’ve learned to listen when my body goes knock-knock.

While I sort out this cognitive dissonance, I have a need to state that I’m a traveler on Mother Earth; a free, sovereign being. No tags, implants, interlopers, contracts, energetic nothings are welcomed nor accepted; no hitchhikers allowed, nor will I hitch hike a ride elsewhere. My journey is here, here and now, and grounded.


Fear paralyzes. The antidote is action for action’s sake.


One of the two outward bounds I’ve experience was in Kiental, Switzerland. Part of the program was height challenges. I couldn’t say how high up, but it took the group several hours to trek. A cable was the only link between the mountain we stood on and the one across the way. The river below was teeny-tiny.

I hardly notice the guide check and recheck my harness because fear of the unknown was worst than the challenge ahead. When I asked the instructor, “Besides the fear, all that’s holding me back is this branch. I gotta let go.” I expected profound words. Instead, he chuckled and nodded. Which in hindsight, was a perfect response. I wouldn’t have heard his words.

So I thought, “What the heck,” and leaped.

Not what I expected. I went way, way down before the cable sprung back. And it took a couple of seconds for my stomach to catch up.

I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t look down. Full-on, I face the fear. It vanished in the rush of that one action taken. Fear paralyzes. The antidote is action for action’s sake.

RunningDeer ♡

Zionbrion
18th September 2015, 01:05
Thank you everyone for sharing your stories from your hearts. I am not usually one of many words, I normally watch the fire and listen to the music. I do have some stories brewing in me, but my fingers cannot translate them yet.

I have been thinking these past few days of how too much of myself gets caught up in the future, particulary prophecy, like the years leading upto 2012, and these past few months leading up to the end of this year. I don't live in fear of it though I live in anticipation for it. It dictates much of my life. Most of this year in particular I felt something very big is going to be happening in the last part of 2015, and now we are in it, and now I feel not so sure a big shift or change will happen globally. I suppose something big is shifting, but perhaps it all happens in slow motion to the present observer.

As I have been thinking these things it reminded me of a story I wrote at the beginning of 2012 that I wanted to share with you all.

Sila - A future story

It was a strangely warm winters day in the little town of Cape, no one had seen any rain or snow in over 3 months, which was very strange for the dead of winter. There had been much anticipation ending the year of 2012 as the global media had been instilling fear tactics upon the population that the end of the world was near, December 21st 2012 to be exact. For the last 2 years world war III was in full force, the economy had nearly collapse and many people were dying of starvation. Everyone thought for sure the end for their fragile civilization was imminent. During the beginning of that December humans everywhere started to lose any peice of sanity that they had left, their worst fears were litterally manifesting before their waking eyes. Only those who had found love were able to remain in peace in small isolated communites in the forest.
As the 21st approached the world was already feeling post apocolyptic, though nothing had yet happened that wasn't the cause of man's manifestation. Everyone could do nothing but blame the governments of the world for letting this happen, very few had taken the time to realize that is was their own collective minds creating this situation.

December 20th, 2012

In every corner of the globe people were shivering in fear, of their own imagination. Some people were already living in their underground bunkers, others looting the stores for anything remaining on the shelves, many watching their televisions for signs of the end. However there was one little girl in the small town of Cape that thought differently than anyone else, even those living peacefully in the forest. She stood out in the pasture that night gazing into the moon, confused why her family and everyone in town was so worried. She had heard the prophecies and seen all the chaos in the world through the television. She had gone days without food, and watched her family lingering on the brink of insanity. For some reason though, her bright green eyes always saw through the fear, cutting the illusion. She had one question she had been saving for this night to ask her best friend, the moon.

An eerie warm winter breeze brushed through her tangled hair and across her olive skin as she said aloud, "What can I do to help sister moon?" She waited in silence as she knew her words took some time to reach the faraway moon. As always though the answer came to her, if her mind was still enough. Sister Moon spoke silently to her "I have seen my mother go through these changes every 26,000 years for as long as I can remember. In the distant past there were no humans, species became extinct and new ones were created. This planet you live on is a living breathing concious being just as you are. She is the the ultimate servant, but what she gives she always takes back. When humans first arrived on this earth they also went through these shifts, but their intelligence and understanding was much deeper than it is now, so it was smooth for them. The people living now have polluted the conciousness with so many wants and desires that they have forgotten who they are and have turned against eachother. If the people could only see this then my mother could make this transition into the next world smooth and beautiful." And then the voice went silent.

The little girl thought for a moment, taking everything in the moon had spoken of. She asked another questions, this time to herself...how do I help people remember? She was expecting only her own thoughts, but the moon was still listening. "Not everyone can hear my voice sweet child, if they could our mother would not feel such agony. There is one word, that within contains the secret to unlocking peoples minds, but only if it spoken in the right tone with the right intention. My child, for tonight, I give you my voice, and all you must do is whisper in the ear to one person and they will also know. My voice will carry through as they tell others and our mother will know her children are awakening and she will not have to punish them any longer. Please goto your family and whisper in their ears remember."

The little one took a deep breath with a sigh of relief, she spun around in circles. She hadn't been so happy since she was very little running through the garden. The earth heard this little girls laughs and her tumble to the ground from diziness. For the first time in many years mother had hope for her children. She would give more time before she cleansed herself.
After regaining her compsure the little one walked back to her house where her family sat in front of the television nervously. She first went to her mother and whispered in her ear, remember. Immediatley her eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out. She was a little confused by her mothers reaction, but she continued to do the same to her father and then her older brother. Her family lay almost lifeless on the couch, she wasn't sure what would happen next, but she was glad to see them at peace, resting. She turned off the TV and sat and waited to see what would happen next. It took 11 minutes and one by one they each opened their eyes, seeing the world in a whole new light. The mother started to laugh and the rumble took over the entire room until they were all crying. "It worked" thought the little girl. Thank you sister moon!
Her family has awakened now knowing the secrets of the moon, carrying her voice deep in their hearts they knew what they had do to. They all went outside, no longer living in fear. However looking out upon the sky, the moon had disapeared. In their newfound joy they also feel confusion. The little girl was concerned that by using the moons voice she had made it disapear. Without the moon to talk to she turned to mother earth "Where has the moon gone?" As the earth was so close to her the answer came immediatley "Without the sun, the moon cannot exist."

"Where has the sun gone?" she whispered

"The sun has disapeared, he was angry with me for putting my trust back into our children, but you are our grandest creation and now I know it can all be fixed. For many people when the morning comes and the sun does not rise they will believe the end of this earth for them has come, the wise ones will sit by the firelight until their father returns. Others will collapse into total insanity. My child you have been given the torch of the night until the father returns, please start walking now and spread the message your sister has given you. Tell your family to build a fire and keep it burning until the light returns."
She instructed her family what to do, and headed out into the night.

to be continued...by you.

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Lost N Found
18th September 2015, 02:10
Zionbrion, excellent, beginning. you have stirred my mind into that story very deep. As I read or rather listened to you talk I was thinking of more chapters. Will come in on that one as heart fills. Meantime, Way to good young person. Please keep that going. I could see names like Sarah and a young man called Josh, I could see dogs and campfires everywhere. My mind will dream this night. My goodness that is very captivating. Thank you so much.

I will tell a story now that is truth of happening in my young life. It is a happy sort of story and a wakening for me at a young age. I discovered other cultures and eyes opened. I discovered that I was only me and what happened was all from me and what I percieved as I walked along the path. All life is around and all is life...

I was 19 years into this life and experiencing a totally different world. I was in the Navy on a ship that had traveled to the Mediterranean. Late 1969 becoming 1970. I could be off a little in time but then again what is time? First port to reach was in Italy and that was a very scary place at that time simply because the war was raging and not just in Vietnam but all over. Folks may not and really did not understand that. Something to ponder, when a war is being waged somewhere in the world it is a world war simply because it affects the entire world. Well needless to say, the ship I was on had to leave that port because the people were uprising against Americans and the military industrial complex.

Next Port and this is such a fine place, Cannes France. This is where the 70 comes in, The Cannes film festival was starting and the ship docked or anchored there for 14 days, Nice huh. I got to take a tour up into the French alps and meet and see people and their culture. Wonderful place it was. Next port was in spain and that was such a nice place. Did get to see the culture way up close. To bad the war was raging but not to be a bummer on this journey. We spent a couple of weeks there and then proceeded to Naples Italy. Geez that was even more amazing to be there. That is where I began a new journey in my life.

I had been conversing with a young man stationed on the West Coast of America on a Destroyer who was born and raised on the east coast and was looking to transfer. I was born and raised in Colorado and family lived in Arizona, So we swapped duty stations right then and there. I took leave and got off the ship in Naples and caught a transport to Rota Spain. Spain again. Being on leave to get to my next duty station, I did not want to wait around on some damn base for the next transport to America. So I hired a Taxi and he took me across country to Seville, Don't know how far that was but took hours and the country was beautiful.

Got to Seville and the Airport to catch a flight to Madrid. Here I am a wet behind the ears American, Don't know a word of spanish and missed the plane to Madrid. Airport closed at 5pm and can't stay there. Imagine what is in my mind. Sitting on a curb with all kinds of thoughts when a young lady comes up and asks me in english if I was lost. Well things go and things come so she got me a ride on a plane to Madrid with her and had a great time in Madrid until my flight to Kennedy Airport, America the next day. That was an experience I shall never forget. Culture awakening and enjoyment of life. After that came the nitty gritty War of Vietnam and being on the destroyer, Already gave some experience there.

Put another log on that fire please. Thank you

gripreaper
18th September 2015, 02:50
Got to Seville and the Airport to catch a flight to Madrid. Here I am a wet behind the ears American, Don't know a word of spanish and missed the plane to Madrid. Airport closed at 5pm and can't stay there. Imagine what is in my mind. Sitting on a curb with all kinds of thoughts when a young lady comes up and asks me in english if I was lost. Well things go and things come so she got me a ride on a plane to Madrid with her and had a great time in Madrid until my flight to Kennedy Airport, America the next day. That was an experience I shall never forget. Culture awakening and enjoyment of life.

Wow, you've never told me this story about your night in Seville sitting on the curb with nowhere to go and meeting this woman, and I've known you for 45 years!

Calz
18th September 2015, 03:24
I've known you for 45 years!



Really ... that's a long time. No small wonder you both seem to have a good handle on things ...


Anyway ... what an awesome thread!!!

I can only sit back and appreciate.

No logs ... I humbly offer this twig ...



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tiOMu_Bf8Q

Shadowself
18th September 2015, 05:11
Whew! What a day. Thanks for keeping the fire going!

It's evening for me now and the fire is warm. I'd like to share my morning with you if I may. But first I will pour myself a cup of coffee. Yes I drink coffee before I go to sleep....go figure! I'm totally addicted to the stuff....:coffee:

This morning I woke up entirely too early because I had a dream of a great house.


I got to watch the sun rise and decided to make some coffee because I could not go back to sleep. I was taken back with the dream as it was puzzling. With cup in hand I ran the dream through my mind to remember it.

The dream was of a house with many many rooms in it. It was my house and in it were great rooms. Each one so different and grand. I wanted to share this house with everyone I knew, so I invited everyone in to pick their favorite room. I told them it was theirs if they so choose it. This gave me great satisfaction to share it.


It's also a recurring dream, but this one was profound and woke me up. As I worked to figure out what the dream was about it hit me like a ton of bricks!

~More coffee please~

The house represented the seat (house) of my soul and each room was a place in my heart. For each person held a place there.


When the deepest part of you becomes engaged in what you are doing and love, when your activities and actions become gratifying and purposeful, it makes room in your heart.

When what you do serves both yourself and others and you never tire within but seek the sweet satisfaction of your life, you are doing what you were meant to be doing.

So I said Hello Sunrise!

As the day progressed I wrote my last post and traveled off to work. Only to return to see this thread evolve with embers of love.

I'm tired now but I had this idea for our campfire here which I will share in the morning by the fire when the sun rises once again. I thought of a game which should be great fun around the campfire. After all campfires are great for story...but even better for some fun and games no?

But as the clock tics I'll have to keep you all in suspense (((oh she did not))) because my eyes are heavy and it's time for:

(Que the music)

~A lullaby~

See you when the sun comes up on my side of the fire.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_cdXNWD1VY

Shadowself
18th September 2015, 15:32
Good morning!

Lets do a game around the campfire. We'll see if your game. It's an exercise in telepathy with a fun twist and anybody can play. When Meggins said earlier on, that it would be nice if we could really sit around this campfire and speak telepathically...I got to thinking we could make a fun game around the campfire. Anybody can play too! This means those of you who are only reading here. All you need to do is play...not long or short sharing just the game.

Here's how it works:

The most important part is to KEEP IT SIMPLE AND FUN!

So when you want to play use an emoticon. I suggest two of them here.

One the signified....the other signifies a hit.

Here is how it's played.

When you want to play (of course you don't have to play) but when you do, at the end of a post or simply make a post of the very first impression that enters your minds eye. It could be a song...it could be an image...or a few simple words. But it needs to be designated as the game. So use this emoticon to signify your first impression:

:star:

Then when the readers see it they signify if it's a "hit" or not buy using this emoticon:

:cash:

The cool thing about it is anybody can play. Remember it's just a game and not to be taken too seriously. But it is seriously a great way to exercise telepathy. Even for those folks that think they have no real ability. Savvy? But remember keep it simple and you should not try too hard...this is supposed to be fun. So don't sit there searching for some magic significance to what that impression is. Don't try too hard either. It must be the first thing that enters your minds eye.

So when you see the :star: in somebody's post ask yourself if it has any significance and post the :cash: as a hit. You can also have more than one hit. We'll play till the end of the month to give it time.

Here's an example:

:star: a banana.

Reader is actually reading this and is eating a banana in their cereal for breakfast

:cash: I'm reading while eating my cereal and it has bananas in it.

That would be a hit.


So I'll go first...

:star: "45" Record (that's a tough one to start off with who listens to 45's anymore!)

Have a great day and TGIF!

http://i61.tinypic.com/11w83ll.jpg


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y44jY-DrLYM

Lost N Found
18th September 2015, 16:32
Got to Seville and the Airport to catch a flight to Madrid. Here I am a wet behind the ears American, Don't know a word of spanish and missed the plane to Madrid. Airport closed at 5pm and can't stay there. Imagine what is in my mind. Sitting on a curb with all kinds of thoughts when a young lady comes up and asks me in english if I was lost. Well things go and things come so she got me a ride on a plane to Madrid with her and had a great time in Madrid until my flight to Kennedy Airport, America the next day. That was an experience I shall never forget. Culture awakening and enjoyment of life.

Wow, you've never told me this story about your night in Seville sitting on the curb with nowhere to go and meeting this woman, and I've known you for 45 years!

Well must have just not got around to that part of young life. Here around this camp fire you and I get to talk about things that have happened to each of us that the other has not heard before. I do look forward to the conversations in that respect Brother. We both are connected in life. I haven't listened to all the conversations of this thread but what I have listened to has opened a door into my soul that was closed for along time. You may have already been sitting here and shared some amazing stories in your life. So will peruse backwards. You and I have shared a lot in our lives.

Thank you Brother, Bring some logs we got plenty of catching up to do.

RunningDeer
18th September 2015, 16:43
I’ll be over here in the cheering section and the designated smudger of the game.
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http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Healed/smudger_zpsfcuw34w5.jpg

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Lionhawk
18th September 2015, 16:54
Please refer to post #97.

Now I didn't go into hardly any detail of our crew leaders, John and Charlotte. Also for some reason, I didn't have much to do with John. So I guess it was decided that Charlotte was the one to guide me during those 3 weeks.

Have you ever met someone who just stood out? She was truly an Angel sent here in my eyes and in the eyes of many others. She was in her very early 20's when we met. She made sure that she would spend quality time with you and assist you in any way she could. She was a profound healer of sorts and knew the exact thing to do to push you to the next level of whatever it was you were doing or going through. She was married to the Director of the Wilderness school. In 1975, he landed the job while I was there. His name was John Flood.

At that time in my life, I had a few friends. But there is a difference there when it comes to a true friend. And Charlotte was my truest friend back in those days. Simply because she unlocked my soul from the doors that I had slammed shut. She took the time to do that where no one else gave a damn and that includes my immediate family. I fell in Love with her. Not in the normal sense of falling in Love with someone as in the romantic angles. I fell in Love with her as in the ultimate friendship.

After the course was completed, we kept in touch. It wasn't often but it was enough. She had her hands full with other teenagers. She was just amazing as she would just help anyone along her path. She'd take whatever time was needed to help anyone who had a need even if they were blinded by their own issues. She knew how to get through all of that and literally reach you.

So shortly after I turned 18, I volunteered to go into the US Army. After my training, I was sent to Germany. I was a cook in a field artillery unit. Let me tell you that when you leave the family nest and fly out to the world, it can be a lonely place. You look forward to any kind of mail sent your way from folks that you know. I spent a lot of time, what little time that I had, writing letters to those back home. Charlotte was one of them. I had been in Germany maybe all of 3 months. She had not responded to any of my letters.

So the Unit I was in decided to go and play artillery games. We left our base and went some place outside of Munich. The setup was like Mash on TV. We slept in tents. There was 4 of us, who cooked for around 800 per meal. We are not talking of C rations here. We're talking real food. And my new friends and I who did this cooking were just like Hawkeye and the gang. We had a lot of fun doing what we were doing and all the soldiers always appreciated our efforts because eating good food was generally the highlight of their day. It was amazing that only 4 of us did what we did.

So one day the mail came. I had just gotten off duty and was resting in my tent when I received a letter from Charlotte. It wasn't what I had expected as far as the letter went. She informed me of being diagnosed with Leukemia and didn't know how long she had on this Earth. I was devastated. I was in such a state for 5 hours that I had never before experienced. And here I was in Germany so far away. In the following days, I wrote to her every chance I got. She never responded back.

Now here it is, November 13, 1977. I am back at the base. Being a Army cook, you were not required to do certain military exercises because of the scheduling. Long weird hours were normal and it was always a rotating schedule where you didn't get 2 days off in a row like everyone else. Well, Nato had an exercise on that day and I was excluded from it. Outside of the 2 guards posted at the entrance of the barracks, I was the only one in the building. My room was on the 2nd floor, of 4 stories. I had just gotten done writing a letter to a girlfriend and placed the letter in my locker. I had to go to the bathroom and so I took a step towards the door. The door was 10' away and when my foot landed on the floor, the door opened up. I about went in my pants. I did make it to the bathroom and upon my return I checked all the windows thinking a breeze had opened the door. No such luck. So I went to bed and was laying there and got this feeling that someone was trying to reach me. So I did a light meditation and low and behold it was Charlotte. It was like she was behind a large glass window. I could see her in my mind's eye but she could not be heard. She was speaking to me as I could see her floating but her voice was silent. That was when I knew she had passed.

She wanted to tell me something and I realized that I had to find a way to establish some kind of communication. It took me a few months. Long story short the communication was in an alpha state. For the course of about 4 good months we would talk during the whole night, every night. Then one night she said I had to let her go. We had one more night of conversation and we said our goodbyes. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done. The reasons were obvious.

A few weeks later I wrote a poem about her and sent it to the Wilderness school so they could put it in their monthly newsletter. All I asked was for a copy of the newsletter. I also didn't send my name on the letter I sent. I never did get a copy and I don't even know if they put the poem in the newsletter. Instead what I got was a letter from her husband John. He said he knew it was me who sent this in and that he envied my experience with her. I had mentioned that I had contact with her in the poem after she had passed. The funny thing was that his letter was the first i had heard anything in terms of her officially passing.

After my time in the service, I went about my life. It wasn't till the early 90's that I had finally visited her grave. Come to find out she was also pregnant when she passed. Her son was laid to rest by her grave. It was the one thing she never told me about when we talked all those nights. That was a rough day for me.

She passed away September 19, 1977. Tomorrow is the 19th of September.
She was only 23 years old.

So I dedicate this post to all who have lost a dearest of loved ones and to her, her son, John Flood, and all those who had experienced her Angelic Grace.

One of the last things she said to me was that one day her and I would be able to talk to each other once again. I look forward to that day. :heart:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=npSorEWlgVg

Namaste' & Nagosa


:star: I see a painting on canvas done by someone here.

Lost N Found
18th September 2015, 16:59
I just want to play one song this morning. This song is a special one between me and my soul mate. It plays for all of the connected around this fire and all of the loved ones we have. Exponential spreading here.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02TUsZzF6es

Shadowself, like you concept of the game, Thank you

Zionbrion
18th September 2015, 19:26
So on my way home from my indoor soccer match last night I picked up two hitchhikers, and they said I was the first car that passed since they put their thumbs out. How lucky for them since it was raining. It made me think of the first time I went hitchhiking.

I had bought a one way ticket to New Zealand when I was 19 and ended up crossing paths with this girl on the plane when I saw her doing lunges down the isle way I knew I had to find her when we got off the plane. So I saw her in the luggage claim and went and spoke to her, she had no plans as to where she was going. i had pre arranged to stay at a tibetan buddhist monestary in Auckland so she decided to come with me, where we both did work trade for our keep. There was a German lady staying there that worked for Maui camper van rentals and told us people rent RVs from Auckland and drop them off in Christchurch when they leave and they always need people to relocate them back upto Auckland. So she set us up, and we got a free flight and camper van rental and had 5 days to drive it back upto Auckland.

When we arrived I realized they only had manual transmisions and I had never driven one in my life, let alone on the other side of the car on the opposite side of the road I am used to. The kiwi girl I explained this to was like "oh you will be fine mate". So we geared up left the parking lot and I stalled right in the middle of the roundabout on the highway. doh. So i swung back around and went in to humbly ask for a lesson. And then we were on our way.

We saw many beautiful sights along the way and had many a loud gear crunching...eek. We picked up a local along the way that made nice company and later helped in a big way. We arrived on the ferry to cross to the north island and had a pleasant journey across...excet when I went to start the car and drive off the ferry, the transmision had went out! Oops...couldn't have been me...Well luckily this kiwi had a cell phone and we called the camper van rental company and they happily called us a tow to their facility in the next town up and replaced our ride with an even bigger camper van!

So we got upto Auckland again and dropped off the van, and the hitchiker let us stay with some friends of his and took us out dancing and partying. The girl and I then headed up north, I had an idea of a farm I wanted to go stay and work at, she was still just winging it. So we decided to go our seperate ways, I stayed one night at a hostel. i didn't think I would ever see her again, but about 5 years later I saw her randomly back in the states...that was cool!

So the morning after staying at the hostel I headed out to the highway by myself and put my thumb out. The first car that drove by picked me up! It was a nice woman with a baby in the back seat and she offered to take me to her house and make me lunch, which she did and then dropped me back on the highway to go further.

So she drops me off and a car or two go by, and then one stops and it is a Maori family. I get in and they ask where I am going and i said, not too sure yet, just north. They said, " nope, you arcoming with us to my brothers house". And so they brought me to a full on Maori family cookout, and the kids even did some traditional style dances for me. It was really cool. The family that lived at the house offered for me to stay a while for some work trade, which I accepeted, and they also brought me around to the surrounding areas for some hiking.

After my time there was done I got back on the road and spent a few nights sleeping in random places until I met these two dudes, one was sweedish and one was german, they were in the same boat as I so we started hitchhiking together. Its quite difficult to find a ride with three of you, but we all wanted to goto the same hot springs. So this older man picks us up, and offers us a ride saying he lives about half way to the hot springs. When we got to his house he offered to make us some tea, so we politely accepted. Well we had some tea and he rolled us a joint to smoke. He told us he had a bush bath, no need to goto the hot springs. A bush bath is cast iron bath tub you build a fire below to heat. So we accepted his offer to stay for the night and have a bath.

Now the German guy and I are talking, and quite stoned, and we realize our sweedish friend appears to be missing...and then we hear a chainsaw. Smoking tends to make me quite paranoid, and did I mention the man who picked us up had a little bit of a creepy feel to him? Anyways so we are both freaking out a little bit by this point, but luckily not too much longer and we found our friend and realized he had been helping the guy cut some firewood to fire the bush bath! Phew!

The next day he took us to see some cool sites, like sacred Maori lands and cool forests. Then we went on our way and I parted ways with the europeans and finally got to the farm I was to work at next. Which was followed by many more hitchhiking stories for another time.

Here is a song from an old friend of mine named Cohen. Gold is where you find it.

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Delight
18th September 2015, 21:02
actor (A1): Blah blah blah and this is the truth! However, this is a limited opportunity. Act NOW and if not acted upon immediately THIS offer will not be repeated.

actor 2 (A2): OK, I am not sure about this BUT I don't want to lose out so I agree.

acror 3 (A3): I also agreed but had 40% off.

A2: That isn't fair. I want the same deal

A1. I said the offer would not be repeated, so I told you the truth.

A2: Not the whole truth!

A1: It's not my fault that you are not discerning the whole story...I gave you the truth.

A2: I want my money back.

A1: Sorry, no, I already spent it on more packages. I can give you a 20% discount on the ULTRA new Better package that has more.

A3: I want that package.

A1: OK, A3, here you are 20% off...and ULTRA Better. A2, you can have it at 60% off.

A2: No.

A1: 80% off?

A2: 99% off?

A2: OK. I'll try it for that price. It is ULTRA better than the first offer.

A3: That's not fair. I paid lots more. I want my money back.

A1: I can't refund but can give you creeit on the Super Ultra new package that is better.

A2: Why do you keep "improving" the products? I thought the last one was the ULTRA??

A1: It only works when you work it but you have to work it every day and if you don't, the gaurentee expires after midnight.

A2: I have worked it but so far I just keep working and it doesn't work? What if it doesn't work? can I get MY money back?

A1: Sorry, that is last minute's model but I can apply what you paid already to make sure you get the latest better ULTRA Super SAVING package.......

EDIT

The back story to this commercial is the ongoing tantalizing prospect of moving into a better palce by way of various promised packages. I am committing to work the program today. This program is to just live as an ordinary woman and expect that this is enough. Much love to all

Billy
18th September 2015, 21:34
Good morning!

Lets do a game around the campfire. We'll see if your game. It's an exercise in telepathy with a fun twist and anybody can play.


:star:

Then when the readers see it they signify if it's a "hit" or not buy using this emoticon:

:cash:


So when you see the :star: in somebody's post ask yourself if it has any significance and post the :cash: as a hit. You can also have more than one hit. We'll play till the end of the month to give it time.

Here's an example:

:star: a banana.

Reader is actually reading this and is eating a banana in their cereal for breakfast

:cash: I'm reading while eating my cereal and it has bananas in it.

That would be a hit.


So I'll go first...

:star: "45" Record (that's a tough one to start off with who listens to 45's anymore!)



:cash:

Good evening to all around this campfire, After catching up on all the recent wonderful heartfelt sharing's, I was reading Shadowself's post above while in the background the Beatles happen to be being interviewed. When i read "45" record.

This single was being discussed while playing. Would this count as a hit ?

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While my guitar gently weeps is now playing when posting this.

I went to see King Crimson in concert with friends last night. Last time i saw them was in 1972. It took me back. A most excellent concert.

09iNZODJEMo

Be well gatherers. :heart:

Lionhawk
18th September 2015, 22:00
"The sun has dissappeared, he was angry with me for putting my trust back into our children, but you are our grandest creation and now I know it can all be fixed. For many people when the morning comes and the sun does not rise they will believe the end of this earth for them has come, the wise ones will sit by the firelight until their father returns. Others will collapse into total insanity. My child you have been given the torch of the night until the father returns, please start walking now and spread the message your sister has given you. Tell your family to build a fire and keep it burning until the light returns."
She instructed her family what to do, and headed out into the night.

to be continued...by you......


As she headed out into the darkness, a wolf howled in the distance. She smiled. She was happy for a change and the fear that once was a nagging reminder of how everything seemed to be was no more. Her smile confirmed that as she headed down a bumpy trail that led to a major road. She looked back and smiled once more as she could see the fire light in the distance of where she just came from. She was on a mission now but to her it was like going out to visit somebody. She couldn't help but to think of her best friend named Sunshine and what she was going to whisper in her ear when she saw her.

Her lifetime friend was something that helped her to hold together her soul when things seemed to be at their worse. They had laughed and cried as they grew together. Then when things got closer to the date, everyone acting out in fear, became to much for her family to bear. They said goodbye and moved to where they now were. All she could do now was hope that her friend was still there.

As she walked down the trail, branches from near by trees, moved out of her way. Even a few rocks rolled to the side giving way, so she wouldn't trip. The crickets followed her, singing their celestial song. The night was a little cool and she was starting to get a chill. Hunger started to set in as she approached the major road.

Once on the road, she would have to make a few decisions and proceed from there. Her excitement was keeping her warm now. As her stomach growled for some food, she started to day dream about Funny Bones. Even the thought of a cup of her Aunt Shadowself's coffee sounded so invitingly warm.

The trail finally came to an end and she stepped onto the pavement. The road was forked and she had to decide which fork to take. As she stood at the fork, a beautiful white feather floated down and landed softly on the left fork. She smiled and she knew which road she had to take.

The celestial sound of the crickets continued to fill the night air and an occasional bullfrog would throw a few bass notes into the mix. Off in the distance she could see some firelight and wondered if there would be a safe sanctuary there so she could get a little rest. She knew it wouldn't be long now as she could hear faint but kind voices drawing near to her ears, as she stepped forward.

As she got closer to the firelight, she could see quite a few people gathered around the fire. She watched for awhile just to see if it was a safe place she could visit. She noticed that the folks there were passing a stick around and who ever had the stick would speak. Sometimes they would break out laughing. Sometimes they would be crying. Sometimes they would hug each other. They all looked like they were eating something and had a cup in their hand. Then she looked again and saw some people hiding beside this enormous pile of logs. They had different color name tags on their hats and they were hiding behind the log pile, listening in with smiles on their face.

One of ones around the fire said, "RunningDeer", so she looked around and couldn't find or see any deer running. Then someone said,"Valley," and she didn't know which valley they were talking about. Then someone called out, "Viking", and this tall Norwegian stood up. Man he was tall she thought. Like 7'6". He stood up and raised his mighty right arm and said, "I have a hammer, let's build something!" He also had a red glass of some kind of cool aide in his other mighty arm. All these people sound crazy she thought. She also spotted a tiny fellow with a wheel barrel full of twigs. He would go around offering twigs to everyone. He was funny looking, with pointed ears and blue skin. But everybody smiled back at him. Then she saw an Indian get up and turn and headed to the log pile. As he did this, everyone got quiet. The Indian picked up a log, and then farted. "Hey where is Lost & Found? I just lost something", the Indian said. The ones with funny color names on their hats hiding behind the log pile bursted out in laughter. As with the rest of the folks sitting around the fire. She snickered and was starting to feel more at ease about these folks. Then she heard this young man get up and started to talk with strange but beautiful words. Then a beautiful woman spoke of a love so precious that the crickets sung in unison with her voice. Then once in awhile they would play a song of music. Then a young man was given the stick and he then spoke about the Sun being mad. She said to herself, "i have to get closer so I can hear him better."

So she got down on her knees and started to sneak up on these folks. The fire looked warm and inviting. She didn't know what they were eating and when she thought about that, her little stomach would growl. As she crept closer her left knee found a twig and it snapped ever so loudly. Everyone froze. The Indian gets up and says, "Would you like to put a log on our fire?" Realizing she had been discovered, she stood up. But with no fear. Lost & Found got up to greet her. He said, "I am Lost & Found" and this is our twig manager, Calz. Are you hungry?" The next thing you know RunningDeer comes running up with some Funny Bones, garnished with a feather like the one she saw that floated down on the left fork of the road. A few seconds later she was sitting around the campfire with a cup of Aunt Shadowself's coffee. Miss Meggings sat on her right and Selkie sat on her left and she felt surrounded by great company.

Delight, was delighted. Lost & Found, found something. Calz got promoted to tree bark management. The Indian had gas and everybody was very happy because of that. RunningDeer stopped running. And the crickets sung better than Robin Hood's Merry Men. But that wasn't the end of such a blissful night as we soon discover the power of the talking stick can make a story go and go and go and go and go and go and go.

As she sat there, happier than a seed in a watermelon, Billy comes up and hands her the talking stick.......then disappears beyond the log pile and into the forest...

The girl says........

Delight
19th September 2015, 00:45
So she got down on her knees and started to sneak up on these folks. The fire looked warm and inviting. She didn't know what they were eating and when she thought about that, her little stomach would growl. As she crept closer her left knee found a twig and it snapped ever so loudly. Everyone froze. The Indian gets up and says, "Would you like to put a log on our fire?" Realizing she had been discovered, she stood up. But with no fear. Lost & Found got up to greet her. He said, "I am Lost & Found" and this is our twig manager, Calz. Are you hungry?" The next thing you know RunningDeer comes running up with some Funny Bones, garnished with a feather like the one she saw that floated down on the left fork of the road. A few seconds later she was sitting around the campfire with a cup of Aunt Shadowself's coffee. Miss Meggings sat on her right and Selkie sat on her left and she felt surrounded by great company.

Delight, was delighted. Lost & Found, found something. Calz got promoted to tree bark management. The Indian had gas and everybody was very happy because of that. RunningDeer stopped running. And the crickets sung better than Robin Hood's Merry Men. But that wasn't the end of such a blissful night as we soon discover the power of the talking stick can make a story go and go and go and go and go and go and go.


This girl took the stick and saw that it was the stave with a long and gnarled head which had the look of a dog like her first love Poochie.
The girl came to herself to remember this beloved best friend, only friend, comfort, support and protector from when she was three to five. It was after Poochie was run over and the neighbor brought his wrecked body home in a wheel barrow that the girl left her body and ran away determined never to return. To live in this place in her small form without him was not possible.

The girl fled far away to the land of the Underworld. The girl herself followed Poochie's trail. She had a purpose. Poochie had been shocked himself by the oncoming vehicle and just RAN. The dog was running scared and fast but she followed.

After that day, people saw her form and believed that form was she. It was not she herself but others who came to stay in her little physical shell. There was the wise one who gave advice to grown ups, the thief who took her mother's jewels and buried them, there was the one who crawled out the window at night to play with the fey. There was a bookish one who read all days she was not needed. Kindergarten was visited by the one who hated children so the girl body was not popular.

No one ever stopped to wonder..."Is this the girl who loved Poochie?" No one realized it could not be her at all. The form they saw housed many but not one who cried. She never cried. No one realized that the body itself was hollow and half hearted. No one cared that only by the sheer strength of life itself that half heart beat enough to continue. They who saw her just saw what they expected and called up the others, the visiting ones to comply.

The girl herself was away for years and years. She never tired or faltered and she just ran along behind her friend.

Then one year, the body started to wither away. People thought..."The girl is just getting old". But no one knew it was not the girl at all there but a train station that had too many passengers coming and going. No one home, no home at all and the body was half asleep but dreaming all the time...Where is MY girl? Where has she gone? Where is MY girl? Where has she gone?

One remarkable day, the body woke up itself and shouted...GIRL, come home! That was the same day the girl wandered up to a camp fire where several familiar people were waiting.

That day was any day, every day when Poochie stopped short and turned around and came leaping up to lick the girl's face and let her wrap her arms around his neck. That was the day she heard her body asking Where is MY girl? Where has she gone? That was the day, that one day any day, the girl came home. The body was whole hearted. The body became itself a real home, beautiful and plump, not withered. It was true then that there is not old, just absent.

The dog Poochie was there at the camp fire too. He looked like a shadow created in a flickering light but he was not a wraith. He was the essence of protection, honoring and friendship and how when one is home filling up the bones with realness, LIFE is renewed..

RunningDeer
19th September 2015, 01:41
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Healed/manifestation-ceremony-S_zpsjh0cjfvs.JPG



Lost N Found
19th September 2015, 02:57
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Shadowself
19th September 2015, 04:46
:star: "45" Record (that's a tough one to start off with who listens to 45's anymore!)



:cash:

Good evening to all around this campfire, After catching up on all the recent wonderful heartfelt sharing's, I was reading Shadowself's post above while in the background the Beatles happen to be being interviewed. When i read "45" record.

This single was being discussed while playing. Would this count as a hit ?

31211

While my guitar gently weeps is now playing when posting this.



Be well gatherers. :heart:

Woo Hoo! I'd call that a hit! Tally one smudge for Billy Runningdeer! Let the smudging begin.


BTW....this is not simply about telepathy its about connecting here across long distances. Synchronicity I'd guess you could call it. I'm stoked.

Also Id like to add ever since Runningdeer shared a feather with me I've been seeing them everywhere. When I got home from work a video someone posted showed this guy getting a haircut like this!

http://i58.tinypic.com/1zbbi45.jpg

RunningDeer
19th September 2015, 11:29
Also Id like to add ever since Runningdeer shared a feather with me I've been seeing them everywhere.

Oh, my heart sings! Thank you, Shawdowself. My family receives feather messages, as well. When I return, I'll share more. :heart:


http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/talking-stick_zpsbloqv6q9.JPG

Too much time in virtual world
takes me away from physical connections,
Mother Nature, personal study and refection.

Too much time on any one thread
takes me away from connections
with other Avalonian Family and their threads.

I’ll return.

In the meantime,
feather hugs and Love.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/feather-hugs_zpsxmu50ldk.JPG
RunningDeer ♡

Shadowself
19th September 2015, 16:52
:star: Phrase; "Every breath you take"....Emphasis on Breath....Just breathe!

That's my signified for today. Which brings me to this:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMOGaugKpzs

Which reminds me of this:

When I saw the synchronicity of the song Fields of Gold given by Lionhawk to Meggins and then her connection to the song I wanted to show you this but not until the right time.

As I've stated my late son John worked in film. He did many things in the film industry. One of the shows he worked on was called Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip for television. It was a very controversial show because it called out media control of content. My son was hired in two capacities for this show. He was in control for lighting in the whole studio. He also owned and operated the light console for the studio and rented it to the show producers. So he essentially got two paychecks for working this show which eventually got cancelled due to the controversial content after one year.

During this time he called me and said to set aside some time and come to visit his set at Universal Studios because Sting was going to be there and he knew I loved Sting. So I spent the whole day and evening listening to Sting sing Fields of Gold on the Lute. I got to meet Sting and took a picture of him with my son which I got developed/printed out there at the studio and Sting signed the copy. Apparently Sting went to burning man the year before and he and my son John swapped story's about the event.

So as synchronicity goes here is my connection to Fields of Gold and my late son:

http://i42.tinypic.com/2z6ax5d.jpg


From the show that night (I'm sitting in the second row in front of sting and my son is operating all the lights)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=el4d1TThZsU

Meggings
19th September 2015, 16:55
Lionhawk has kindly suggested that I consider writing a book, and that I read and post on his thread. I decided to try to find some snippets I'd written over the years, and to my utter surprise, came upon a paragraph speaking of THE SEMI-TRANSPARENT MEN. I had totally forgotten them. This 3D personality has 'forgotten' tens of thousands of its multidimensional experiences - only a few have been captured. I never wrote anything down during the intense years of constant travelling, so most is lost, at least, temporarily.

I thought to share this little experience of the semi-transparent men who came to talk to me. I smile now remembering how sweet they were. I am put in mind of what Lionhawk said earlier, that we all have guides. These dudes obviously came from a higher frequency than 3D. I wrote it down years ago in my computer.

Semi-Transparent Men

This was part of a situation that extended over some weeks. It was part of years of great intensity, in which 3D often blended with 5D and beyond in my awareness and experience. Once a couple of semi-transparent dudes appeared in my bedroom door, stood still gazing at me, and then walked about 15 feet over to where I was in bed. This occurred about 12 hours after my beloved had died from cancer. They came to reassure me, they spoke words saying I was never alone (even though in 3D I obviously was). They said I was always guided and always protected.

These two guys were dressed amazingly, but at the time I was not surprised by it. They wore Bermuda shorts, short-sleeved summer plaid shirts, had short well-groomed hair, and were extremely muscular, looking like very tough football players but with impeccable grooming and manners. They had a respectful air about them. The one who spoke to me squatted down to be closer to my face, for I was not standing. The other one stood behind him.

Not many minutes before they appeared, I had awakened in the pre-dawn light to the smell of beautiful flowers. My immediate thought was that my soul partner had come to visit me. I got up and walked through my farmhouse, checking to see if I'd left a window open downstairs that the fragrance of flowers could have come in, but all was closed, and the fragrance was in my bedroom. I returned there and that's when the guides appeared.

There have been many experiences in which I entered 5D while in 3D. The day before, in the hospital, my partner's grown children came and assembled around his bed. While I stood at the foot of his bed holding his toes, I knew it was time to say goodbye to my beloved. Then to my vision the roomful of six adults disappeared to my sight and all that I saw was golden light around my beloved. The people actually disappeared.

I was told later that a part of me had accompanied him into 5D as he left the body. I know that the 3D world disappeared from my sight. I made my way up to the top of the bed, somehow moving through the narrow space packed with his children. I have always wondered how I did that, since there was absolutely no room for me to get between his bed and his six-foot-plus children. When I reached the top of the bed I slipped my arm under his head, leaned over him, and spoke into his ear words which I never could remember. What I spoke came from a higher part of me and did not imprint in my physical memory cells, and I have often wished I knew what I spoke of to him just before he died. All I know is that they were love in action.

Five days later, the day my partner's body was cremated, he came to visit me, appearing in my bedroom accompanied by a slim tallish being that radiated intense golden light. I knew the light being had come to assist him in visiting me. It was only later that I learned his body had not been cremated on the third day, but on the fifth day. Thus the release of every tie to his physical vehicle had been made and he came, at his own desire, to see and speak to me. (Later I may write more about that.)

I share these experiences because they help people understand that there is little separation between us in 3D and higher dimensional frequencies. And also that our own vibrational frequency, when it rises high enough, gives us access to the new earth. It was the intense love I felt that had raised me up high in frequency.

Shadowself
19th September 2015, 17:20
Oops! Just got another one. This must be a twofer day:

:star: Earl Gray

Hmmm???

Lionhawk
19th September 2015, 18:22
About 2 miles north of Lake George, along the St. John's River, in Florida, a campground once thrived. It was called Harley Paiutes Campground. It was a piece of paradise, where wildlife and the human race lived together in a cooperative fashion. Huge, and I mean really huge "Live Oaks" were through out the property. Hawks, Eagles, Owls, Cranes, and other feathered peoples, were often seen perched or traveling through the grounds. Foxes, Bobcats, Gators, Turtles, and all kinds of snakes were also present. It was also a tropical place where the insects could make so much noise that you could not even hear yourself speak at times. Even during the day.

For many of us humans, it was our home. We paid our lot rent and lived a humbled life style. Many a time, a meal was shared, help was answered, for you see many who lived there were our elderly. The ones that couldn't afford a home with their monthly Social Security checks. It was their only logical solution. Many of these folks had served our country, were well educated, but some how fell through the cracks of our society. Let alone very gifted and skilled in so many areas.

Dave and Bonnie were just like what I described above. They once had a thriving business in the Auto Paint Industry. They ended up cashing everything they had out, bought a nice comfortable camper and ended up at the campground. Dave was 68 when i met him. I first met him delivering his mail. It was one of my daily chores. After I knocked on his camper door, he opened it up and I stuck out his mail. he was a little surprise because they had just gotten there and it was the first mail they had received. So I went home after that and said, "Who is this guy?" I had picked up some kind of vibe about him that was different. A few days later, I once again found myself knocking at his door with another mail delivery.

He opens up the door and immediately starts to tell me who he is. Like answering the question I asked myself a few days previously. So he then invites me in and we have a pleasant conversation. This conversation wasn't your normal one as far as a first meeting type. He immediately told me he was a healer and was a psychic and other details. Now this isn't something you would just start discussing without knowing the other person a little better, if you catch my drift.

In the days after that, we talked more and became like brothers in a short time. His wife Bonnie, was a blond little peach of a woman. Just as sweet as could be. She always gave me hug when I would visit them. She was a waitress at Angler's Paradise, which was a restaurant along the St. John's River down the street. Dave would go there and have coffee, waiting for her to get off her shift. What was amazing was that sometimes you could see a line of people waiting to get in the place. They weren't actually waiting to get in the place though. They were actually in line to see Dave. Dave would do a healing for people and then after he would do this, they would then do the restaurant thing. Dave also never charged a dime for his time and he knew that matters of the soul were priceless. So the restaurant business did very well when everyone knew that Dave and Bonnie were going to be there.

On a nice sunny day, in the afternoon, Dave and Bonnie were returning home from Angler's Paradise, in their PT Cruiser. A large pine about 100' tall came down and landed on their car while they were driving home. Luckily, they survived the ordeal. The car was totaled. They were really banged up but they healed in a short time. On that day there was no wind, and I don't want to think the reason why they were struck by this huge tree. Can you imagine driving down the road and a huge tree stopping you in your tracks while you're driving? They were very lucky.

It was the year of 2004. We had 4 hurricanes hit Florida that year. It was totally crazy how that all unfolded. We even had one, Ivan, split in half after it came through and one of the splits came back over Florida, right over the campground. Amazing. The lightning that came with that storm peppered the ground. It was absolutely a terrifying ordeal. It looked like a Tesla experiment that went on for at least an hour. Hell, I lost track of time anyway. But here is a storm that I would like you to know about as the events that concern it are very personal in nature and there is a living record by a witness that what I am about to reveal could get me in trouble.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_Frances

Somewhere after Charlie and before Frances, Dave and I were sitting at my picnic table having a conversation about what was going at the time with these storms. We both felt something was not right about it and we decided that we needed to find out what was actually going on. So we determined that we would have a session concerning it.

So we met up at his camper, had some small talk and then got started. Dave was also a hypnotist. For that matter him and a friend of his rewrote the book on the subject. But Dave's capacity during this session was basically a guide and to ensure nothing went wrong. It was my job to get into level and do the do. Dave sat in a comfortable chair across from me. I was sitting on their couch. Directly behind me was a small window, like 2' X 3'. On the outside of the window was a shade that was propped up by some framing poles. It extended outward above the window on an angle.

As I started going into level, something started happening outside. Gold Finches and Cardinals started to land on the outside window framing looking in the window. I opened my eyes for a second and could see Dave's eyes popping out of his head. I closed my eyes and continued going into level.

Once there, I focused on Hurricane Frances. At the time of the session, she was a cat 4 and heading north along the Florida east coast. So the first thing I started to do was to try and diminish the energy. Shrink it as it were. Then all of a sudden I decided to see if I could speak to Gaia and have her give me a hand with this. She explained to me that this hurricane had been programmed into existence. She said that we could work together and cut it's strength in half but because of the program we could not get rid of it altogether. She then tells me that there is a mass of negative energy within it and I would have to get it out so the reduction of it's strength could manifest. So I went out and found this negative energy and netted it and took it out into space and released it. Then someone in a suite and tie decides to show up and says to me that, "You can't do that!" I replied, "I just did!" Whoever this representative was I do not know but I do know they were part of the PTB. And they weren't happy about what I had just done. Gaia said that the hurricane would then have to run it's program out. I thanked her for her great assistance and then came back out of level. When I came out of level, Dave had a stunned look about him and I ask him why that was. He said he had never seen anything like what he saw with someone going into level and the birds that just showed up. He said it was like they were fighting to just get a look inside. Plus he said there were lots of them.

So the session has ended and we expressed that what we did was a hopeful thing at best and that we would have to wait and see what happens next. At which time I called my friend Bob up. Bob is a total skeptic but someone I trust completely. So I tell him that what we wanted to happen was for this Frances to lose 2 categories and stall and then make landfall. It all happened. But even still, the damage was crazy.

Also keep in mind as to what they report on later has a lot of BS in it. They do not report the actual truth in terms of the numbers. Number of deaths, tornadoes, but they try to come close when it comes to money because of the insurance industry. It has taken years for Florida to get back from that 2004 season. I can only speculate the what ifs, if Frances stayed as a cat 4 and made land fall.

Dave and I were pleased that we tried to make a difference and it appeared to us that we did. Many lives were saved as it could have been much worse. Bob, cannot deny what happened and now has a slightly different view point on things and we now discuss weird things where as before a skeptic doesn't even want to acknowledge anything weird. Another lesson learned is that Gaia will work with you if you reach out to her. She knows what is going on and you couldn't go wrong if you give it a try.

Anyways, that experience laid the foundation for another super tale that happened the following year. Dave and I went to work once more and did great things together. That will be told when I am comfortable enough to tell it. It's a biggy too. The story of Dave and Bonnie isn't over and although they are not here anymore, I feel Dave smiling over my shoulder today. :bigsmile:

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:star: A small wooden shed in very bad shape

Lost N Found
19th September 2015, 19:24
Oops! Just got another one. This must be a twofer day:

:star: Earl Gray

Hmmm???

are you having tea my dear? Captain Picard is having his.

Wait, you could be represented in court for a traffic ticket.

Lionhawk
19th September 2015, 23:34
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RDfjXj5EGqI


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fH9LFuOBh3U

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 14:18
Oops! Just got another one. This must be a twofer day:

:star: Earl Gray

Hmmm???

are you having tea my dear? Captain Picard is having his.

Wait, you could be represented in court for a traffic ticket.

No Not having tea today....Just coffee.

It's a game I started on the last page. Yesterday I had two.

One was Every breath you take...breath...Just breathe.

The other Earl Gray.

I forgot after I made that post about my son he used to drink Earl Gray with milk and sugar.

I guess nobody except Lionhawk and Billy wants to play so I think I'm going to quit.

I would like to mention however two members who have posted in this thread afterward yesterday posted about "breath or just breathe" in other threads here at Avalon. One started a thread that ended "Relax. Inhale. Exhale". The other member in a post discussed trouble breathing.

But it's just a silly game I thought might be fun.

I am a bit stoked however I got three for three :p

Some ELP to start the day....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UtGjJVcrKQU

Meggings
20th September 2015, 14:38
Shadowself, you wrote above: "I guess nobody except Lionhawk and Billy wants to play so I think I'm going to quit.
...But it's just a silly game I thought might be fun. "

It is not silly to notice synchronicities at all. I'd started a response yesterday to your "game" but there was SO MUCH cross-referencing from other threads, bringing things into this one, with quotes and links, that I had to stop writing my response. It'd taken an hour of my time up to then (I admit I am slow), but daughter was in her last hours of visit between arriving from Australia and going off again, that there was no TIME.

I cannot recall all the synchronicities I'd written in my cancelled response - the last one linked to Marko Rodin's mathematical vortex as a video put up on 432 HZ frequency thread mentioned vortex math...

It seems since everything is linked to everything, that the noticing of synchronicity is an excellent process, but there is no time to capture them all, since they are everywhere. It was good that you reminded us to look for this in our lives.

Daughter is gone again. I am sad. But she took many art pieces I have made in her absence with her, which makes me happy.

Lionhawk
20th September 2015, 14:48
:star:I see a painting on canvas done by someone here.

:star:A small wooden shed in very bad shape

:star:A hardback book

:star:Eggs and homefries

Give it some time. :sun: It's a great idea! :highfive: Plus it's working.:clapping::clapping:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWccoCSd5b0

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 15:28
Well, let the games begin!

But I have to tell you and this is not bragging, but I have a bit of an advantage with this game which is why I proposed it. Saying that, I truly believe ANYBODY can do this game. They just block off that which they ARE. Saying that I was never blocked off from that. Never. This is something I've had all my life and it has not been all peaches and cream.

I've seen things I never wanted to see. In vivid detail. That would be the death of both my husband and my son. I saw myself at my sons funeral a year before his death. I was amazed at the huge crowd at the funeral home and surrounding his casket. I broke down for a week! Why? Because I knew it would come about just like his father. I didn't know when I just knew I would be at his funeral. Suffice it to say I was at his funeral and it was exactly what I saw.

I didn't ask for this ability. I really wish due to this that I didn't have it. I NEVER wanted to see my son's funeral before it happened! But I did. I never wanted to see the accident where his father was killed and he had two broken legs...but I did. Seeing destiny is not all it's cracked up to be. Not for me anyway.

So here I am proposing a game that I have an unfair advantage to and get hits. Imagine that. Can it have a good outcome? I don't know. Ive never tried that's why. So I thought I'd try to get others to play. Is there a destiny Matrix where things are predestined? I think there is. Because it seems to happen just as I see it. Remember this is completely involuntary for me. Let me show you one example:

last year My son contacted me just before mothers day to say he was going to be in Washington DC working with this band he's doing lighting for. He wanted me to meet him up there and spend the weekend there with him and explore DC with him.

Well before I took that trip I was planning my driving route there. While I was planning my driving route I kept getting this song in my head and seeing/visualizing Hot air balloons...Here it is:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsVgSqAwSEI


It just kept nagging me. Now I like that song but it was getting old fast. As it turns out the day before my trip when I was planning that driving route a hot air balloon crash happened and the day I actually drove that route.. I drove right through the area they were doing search and rescue for possible survivors of that hot air balloon crash.

Because I was very busy getting ready for the trip I didn't know about the crash until I got to the hotel room and turned on the TV in Washington DC.

Here's one of the crash reports:

http://www.cnn.com/2014/05/13/us/virginia-hot-air-balloon-fire/

I hate it when that happens!


Now some people think that's kind of cool. I really don't like it when that happens. You see on both accounts of the death of my late husband and son I saw it. A year before my son died I saw his funeral. When I was eight years old I saw the accident that took his father. I don't like seeing that kind of thing because it carries with it a heavy burden. One that nags me always....that is could I have prevented it? Probably not but that fact sits in the back of my mind always.

Note: I also have this preconceived Hot Air balloon incidence TIME STAMPED and recorded the day before it happened. There were several people that witnessed this record.

Lost N Found
20th September 2015, 15:47
Oops! Just got another one. This must be a twofer day:

:star: Earl Gray

Hmmm???

are you having tea my dear? Captain Picard is having his.

Wait, you could be represented in court for a traffic ticket.

No Not having tea today....Just coffee.

It's a game I started on the last page. Yesterday I had two.

One was Every breath you take...breath...Just breathe.

The other Earl Gray.

I forgot after I made that post about my son he used to drink Earl Gray with milk and sugar.

I guess nobody except Lionhawk and Billy wants to play so I think I'm going to quit.

I would like to mention however two members who have posted in this thread afterward yesterday posted about "breath or just breathe" in other threads here at Avalon. One started a thread that ended "Relax. Inhale. Exhale". The other member in a post discussed trouble breathing.

But it's just a silly game I thought might be fun.

I am a bit stoked however I got three for three :p

Some ELP to start the day....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UtGjJVcrKQU

Shadowself, I am sorry. I did not understand how the game was to be played. Just thought you giving the word and someone else do a mental thought back. That is why I asked about the tea because Earl Gray moved the thought of tea and Captain Picard into my mind. I would guess that I have to go back and re-read your explaination of the game. Sorry again But thank you very much, Must pay more attention of other things.

I do see other folks playing this game and do good. So as things go should come around again.

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 16:05
No worries Lost N Found!

Clear your mind....show the first thing that pops into your mind no matter how odd it may seem. Don't try too hard to make sense of it....just see if it gets a hit! Don't be discouraged either if it does not. Try again.

Yesterday I saw breath...then the song so I posted it. Easy peasy!

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 17:05
Daughter is gone again. I am sad. But she took many art pieces I have made in her absence with her, which makes me happy.

Note: LIonhawk is 0 for 3....(((cough cough))) :whistle:

Meggins....is any of that artwork a "painting on canvas"? Lionhawk needs some help here....LOL

Just teasing you Lionhawk....in good fun! :Party: You know I love you!

Lionhawk
20th September 2015, 17:28
Well, it's been a month since coming out of retirement. I can not express how happy I am with this thread. All of you have helped made that happen! As some of you know, I haven't had much luck as far as keeping a thread going, despite my good intentions. In the past, which wasn't that long ago, some subjects seemed to be to volatile to put on the discussion table. So I ended up refraining from starting any more threads and would just go about commenting on other threads.

The interview that Bill conducted with Kathy is what triggered me to come out of retirement. That interview was a blessing for me as I did some major healing work that was long over due. I thank-you both for that! So in part when I say you are appreciated more than you know, I really do mean that Bill. I'm not just saying that.

It has also been a refreshing time to see some old Sisters and Brothers here. Last night I did a scan and saw my mail box with a book in it. So I went out to check it and sure enough a book was in it. Thank-you Beren! I was so excited about it and it is something I can't put into words. A great gift in a lifetime type of thing. I will never give it away! I will share it though. :sun:

Having a thread is like having a garden. It takes TLC on many levels. Especially a thread like this one where you are dealing with folks in the first hand. This thread isn't a flash in the pan. It is a thread that treasures the souls that participate in it in the first hand. Because folks reveal their first hand experiences, we are able to "KNOW" or get to "KNOW" You! It reveals the heart of those who do.

Some don't and that's okay. I am waiting for you to do so but that is your choice. Some come here with a wheel barrel full of fear and their expressions in their posts show that. All I can say there is you will not be allowed to carry that cross of fear out of this thread. You can just leave it at the door when you come in here. We will do everything we can to help you but more importantly, "accept" you. Meet us half way and you might experience a miracle through a virtual screen. Because if you haven't noticed things are actually happening in this thread. Small things but things none the less. I leave it up to you.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOg9IcxuV2g


Sometimes, I confess that I would like to post something from the second hand that I resonate with. But I stop and don't do it because the value of this thread is of the first hand. It is you who make it happen with your first hand experiences. Yes, many of those experiences are heart felt and require many a hug. The thing is we are willing to hug those in need. There is a lot of Love here and to let you know that, that Love is also being noticed outside of this great house of Avalon. It's like a beacon being shot out into space. So you all are anchoring that Love in this thread. Otherwise there would be no beacon. My hat is taken off and I bow before you with a Namaste'.

This thread has provided proof as well. Even a pic of a UFO, a Ghost, synchronizations, {Shadowself}, and even some crop circle solutions. All from the first hand and from you. To me that is absolutely priceless. Another thing I find priceless is our expressions directed to each other. We have some poets and grand story tellers too! Mix in some music and this house just rocks.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWccoCSd5b0

Lionhawk
20th September 2015, 17:48
This is for Shadowself. I love you too!:heart:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9BRqGpppJw

I'm only leaving you to go make us some afternoon breakfast:heart:

:star:Eggs and homefries (hahahhahahaa)

0 for 3
0 = eggs and so you want 3 eggs?

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 17:51
Thanks Lionhawk...but you're still 0 for 3....:p

Eggs and home fries? That's cheating!

Gardener
20th September 2015, 18:11
Lionhawk:
Eggs and homefries (hahahhahahaa)
:cash: 'Just eaten'

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 18:24
Lionhawk:
Eggs and homefries (hahahhahahaa)
:cash: 'Just eaten'


Whoa!!!!!!!!! :dancing: He needed that!

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 18:50
Lionhawk said:


There is a lot of Love here and to let you know that, that Love is also being noticed outside of this great house of Avalon. It's like a beacon being shot out into space. So you all are anchoring that Love in this thread. Otherwise there would be no beacon. My hat is taken off and I bow before you with a Namaste'.

No words....Just music!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mm7muPjevik

Lionhawk
20th September 2015, 19:20
:star:I see a painting on canvas done by someone here.

:star:A small wooden shed in very bad shape

:star:A hardback book

:cash:Eggs and homefries Thanks Gardener! :bigsmile::thumbsup:

:star:A tire swing

:star:Steely Dan




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7V5-O8Zk2k

Now if I can get this wooden spoon to bend.

Shadowself
20th September 2015, 19:49
Okay then...Time for confession...My avatar says Shadowself. But my REAL name is Brook (no e at the end). My mother never called me Brook...she always called me Suzy. I don't think she really liked that name Brook but my father insisted because his Aunt insisted. She was all about Native American Indians because she was nursed by the Utes when her family moved to Colorado and her mother had no milk for her. She was also kind of famous as a western character and friend of Butch Cassidy. She was also his girlfriend for a time much to the chagrin of her younger sister Josie who was infatuated by Butch. Her name was Ann Bassett and the alleged person Etta Place.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ann_Bassett

“Queen Ann” of Brown’s Park
The autobiography of ANN BASSETT WILLIS
From Colorado Magazine, Vol. 29, No. 2 (April 1952): 81-98.

http://www.amberandchaos.net/?p=21

I also look very much like her without the sunglasses!

So Lionhawk...did you get that "hit" before or after you claimed the last cup of coffee and offered me the last of the orange juice with those eggs and home fries instead?

Eggs and home fries were great btw!

http://i62.tinypic.com/2it6f5h.jpg

You see folks I am that twin flame Liohhawk speaks of so often. I was the one he asked for blessings to start this thread and begin posting again. Why wouldn't I?

Me without Lionhawk my twinflame? Is like me without Coffee! I have a whole latte love for both!

http://i57.tinypic.com/13zoj14.jpg

... what a combo.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mln0RciE2o0

But Lionhawk....now you're 1 for 6!

Good luck with that!

Meggings
20th September 2015, 21:32
There seems to be a hint that I might have painted a painting, based on my comment that I'm off to my paint table.
In post 229 Shadowself wrote: "Meggins....is any of that artwork a "painting on canvas"? Lionhawk needs some help here..."

Unfortunately, I am not a painter, but I make things with paint. None of the pieces I make are painterly painted paintings.

Lionhawk
20th September 2015, 21:58
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zE7PKRjrid4&list=PL842063FF9CD2577F&feature=iv&src_vid=aOg9IcxuV2g&annotation_id=annotation_486220

Lost N Found
20th September 2015, 22:40
Shadowself, your game is quite entertaining around this fire.

lionhawk my brother, very heartfelt post #230 Thank you, All the love in here and out there bringing the conscious to one.

Lionhawk
21st September 2015, 00:00
No worries Miss Meggngs. Different energy signature. The painting I saw was done a long time ago and the painter has quit painting since then.

Well done Lost & Found!!!! :thumbsup:

And Shadowself is going to get traded in if she keeps up. :ROFL:

Shadowself
21st September 2015, 00:07
Traded in!

You'd have to pay negative equity...cause I'm upside down! LOL

Lionhawk
21st September 2015, 16:01
This is a dedication of sorts. For those who have made tremendous progress with their inner awakening. If you have ever received a butterfly, you did real good! It is a sign or a message from the Universe that you accomplished a great step in your spiritual growth. It may sound ridiculous to many but for those who receive one, you will know exactly why.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=roTqa0EaZM4

tessfreq
21st September 2015, 19:14
Lionhawk thank you for the butterfly words and music. Beautiful!

I have a few butterfly stories. I’ll share the best one.

My daughter and I had a very beloved cat. He was full of life and adored us as much as we adored him. One day he was relentless with wanting attention. He followed me around, climbed on me whenever I sat down and just acted unusually aggressive in getting what he wanted. I gave in and loved him up, then went about my business. This was the last time we saw him. It wasn’t out of the question that a bigger animal could have gotten him since we lived in the woods, but we weren’t sure because he just disappeared.

A couple of nights after he went missing I had a dream. I was walking down a dirt road and I thought I saw our cat all curled up sleeping off to the side. I walked over to him and bent down to pick him up. It turned into a bush of butterflies that all flew away when my hands touched it. When I woke up I remembered it so clearly, and still do.
I shared the dream with my daughter and we both wondered if it was he saying goodbye. We expressed how much we adored him and how lucky we were to have such a cool cat. Shortly after that I walked outside and right at the bottom of the stairs, in plain sight, laid a little butterfly charm that neither my daughter or I had seen before. For us it felt like he was expressing his love and gratitude back at us.

As far as growth, I can say that this story is one that will always bring me growth. It’s an experience that I pull up to remember the magic and power of love when I forget.
I was in the middle of composing another post about synchronicity, which included my love and appreciation for this thread and forum, when I saw your butterfly post.

It’s awesome to feel this feedback loop that can just grow on itself until you can’t take it and get thrown off, but then get up and jump back on to see how long you can hold on this time. It’s like dabbling in the frequencies.

It's hard to express without gushing yet, but know my admiration is leaking all over this thread. hehehe

Zionbrion
21st September 2015, 20:16
:star:A small wooden shed in very bad shape



:cash: i do most my story typing on my front poorch which overlooks a small wooden shed. But you only get .50 cents because it isn't into bad of shape. :bigsmile:

Zionbrion
21st September 2015, 20:20
Its really cool you guys have taken off with the story about Sila. Its funny because by to be continued I had meant that you continue the story in real life of helping people to remember, but likes this very much I do. I will write some more about Sila soon. :)

tessfreq
21st September 2015, 20:23
Here's the post i was working on that I wanted to share since you all were a part of it.

The synchronicities were quite fun at a barbeque I went to on Sunday. The big first one was related to what I wrote in my own journal before going to bbq.

----- I was open to the desire for more, a mentor, and clarity, then I found Avalon
I was open to discovering more about love and I found ‘put another long on the fire’-----

I was lost in Avalon when I wrote that, enjoying the people and posts so much.

Later that day I went to the barbeque that was being held at an ocean front Inn. When I realized we were going to have the party on the back deck, which includes a wonderful fire pit, I immediately thought about this thread. I knew it was going to be a nice bbq with good stories from the heart… and it was.

The second synchronicity was kind of funny. The sun had set and we were marveling at the beauty of it all when one gentleman said, ‘it’s so prehistoric looking,’ pointing at the coastline and it’s pristine mountain ranges. He said, ‘you almost expect to see a pterodactyl flying by.’ I laughed and told him about the video I had just watched that morning with the pterodactyl flying by, which was from another avalon thread. We both thought it was a nice synchro hit, and laughed at the randomness of it. The conversation after that was the best one. It was like the heart felt safe to speak.

I find myself going back to the beginning of this thread and reading it all over again because I love the shift in my energy as I read it. Thank you all for this!

Lionhawk
22nd September 2015, 01:30
Thank-you Tessfreq! It is music to my ears when I hear folks and their feedback and the joy this thread brings to them. :bigsmile: Plus people can learn something from it and do it at their own speed if they so choose to do so. I guess what I would like to see more of is folks telling their first hand accounts of their spiritual journey. How events for them have happened and what they learned from that, of how they grew from the experience. The sharing of that is the Honey of Heaven.

And we also have fun with each other. Yesterday, my Twin Flame was teasing me on this thread and then from our couch a few feet away from me all at the same time. She is spoiled rotten. :p And only because I love her so much! :heart: A case of dueling laptops if you will.

So hey? Welcome to this GREAT HOUSE OF AVALON! Make yourself at home. There are lots of cool folks here! Some are so cool they don't even speak. :silent: But I can see them peeking through the wood pile. :facepalm:

This campfire is also one of interaction. It isn't just a "read only thread." We work on dreams, crop circles, matters of the heart, getting the mods to speak:bigsmile:, psychic abilities, tell first hand stories, and split wood. It has become quite a treasure chest just in a short time and I intend for it to continue. Even the music we play has a significance to what is being spoken of at the time.

Now if I can get this wooden spoon to bend........hahahaha I confess I was trying to bend my fly swatter today. I am going to work on this. My own little personal project. So in the meantime, enjoy this little tune and welcome aboard!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8rUZfQJjPY

And if you have any doubts........


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFfB2JQmTCs

Beren
22nd September 2015, 01:50
NvlrCKi-ss4

Some sparks fly high just to land nigh to your heart...
Over two waters...

Meggings
22nd September 2015, 03:02
Lionhawk, at one point in the banjo duel you posted above I laughed out loud. Exquisite humour there, bubbling joy, and mouth-drop-open expertise. Thanks for the joy of it.

In that same post you asked for this: first hand accounts of their spiritual journey. I thought I'd write about this current day, this current journey in the higher-frequency ocean that is upon us. This journey that is taking the body itself into a higher dimensional level.

From time to time I am touched by bliss. It's been going on for, well, maybe decades, but getting more noticeable of late. Today I realized that with the bliss is coming what I describe as a kind of "falling into the back of my head". This is accompanied with the odd sensation of becoming a little transparent. I suspect this is a preliminary stage to becoming 4th or 5th dimensional (whatever the heck one might prefer to call this doesn't matter, but words do need to be used in an attempt to convey an idea until such time as we become fully telepathic).

I wanted to touch on this in case any others are experiencing something similar. It is part of mankind's spiritual journey.

It has been quite apparent today that the transparency accompanies the bliss. Tonight I went out and walked by the river, and saw gold light coming off the tips of my fingers. It is way cool. This is such a tiny little contribution to this thread I feel almost reticent at posting it.