"Jumping continents: it's time to go"

[LittleTree]

Hello Everyone,

In reaching new highs and lows with this transition. This is my Universal request story:

Time seems eternal and short in this now.
I wanted to share so much more in this request, yet, do not feel the luxury of time to do so.

Last weekend thundered in loud and clear and brought with it, the most dearest and hardest news for my son and I... "It's time to go"! It came in step with the clarity needed.

As big final pieces began to sink in on Saturday, I look down to find a thick stream of blood running down my little dog's leg. The neighbor had just shot her. Sync...shooting the cat sent me on this eye opening journey to begin with 10 months prior!

My first post on PA was only a few months ago. (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?85202-Bill-Ryan-s-new-interview-with-REBEKAH-ROTH-11-September-2015&p=998938&viewfull=1#post998938 ) I shared a letter to "My Boys" while trying to make sense of the who's who or what and how awake or how invested in the machine they are. I woke up to question deeply back in Feb. this year, when the neighbor shot and killed a feline friend, a gem of a little messenger! I have set aside everything possible in life these last ten months and spent every other moment learning more of the way's of our so called "reality".

All the true colors of our fellow humans are now out in the open if you really look.
It seems many fence sitters have been knocked off to one side or the other. My dear brother (whom my son and I co-house with) these past days has made his decision very clear as well. The hate and rage is building rapidly within the collective machine and the bright lights of shining sweet souls really pisses them off!

By Sunday morning wee hours...it comes to me. "We actually have somewhere we can relocate to! "

The synchronicity abounds with this place. It feels safe! We do not know a soul there. It's the best of any option available and I have been looking since I opened my eyes. My son and I agree that even if we die physically, we will be somewhere we may enjoy "being". A place we really want to be. We can thrive and add to the love of life while we live, not just survive.

Gannon, my son turned 15 this month. He is worth it all to me and we must leave now. I have made my way autonomously in this world, and now, life is too intense to be hanging so carelessly by the seat of one's pants and staying here any longer to generate all the funds necessary on my own.

I am sending out this request for assistance.
I am in need of help with air fair and survival funds.
I am completely humbled and awkward in asking if anyone is in a position to help.
Humbled as I am honored to continue to give this precious life my all.

My paypal account is: tamarashuttleworth at livedotcom


My heart beats steady, I'm scared and I'm ready. I take time to balance and breath and then the whole of me jumps in and proceeds!

With Love and Appreciation,

LittleTree and Me.

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As stated, time is short. I wanted to include this for those of you who wish to keep reading....Thanks again!

On Tue, Dec 29, 2015 at 7:18 AM, Tamara Shuttleworth> wrote:

Hello Bill, may this find you well.

The video is private, only for you. It is my son, we are goofing around at the close of his birthday... I just want to share a glimpse of who we are.

I would like to ask you about this post I have made. The idea came to me tonight as I have been wondering just how far out on a limb to hang before I ask for assistance. Is this appropriate or not? This is a road never traveled by me and quite honestly, I would rather take my chances in life elsewhere and there is no time for the usual "making more of my own money before I go".

Please let me know how to proceed. I am so sorry to have to reach out.
Your reply will let me know if this is to far.

Thank you so much!
Tamara
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Bill suggested condensing and I did. I love my story and would love to share a little more if you wish to play....

Seven years ago, I stood in the parking lot of Sudbury Valley School in MA., with one of the co-founder's Mimsy Sadofsky. I was picking my son up at the end of the school day, she walks up to me and asks how I am. My life flashed through my mind at that instant, lots of it. I was 46 yrs old, never married, I had spent my son's young school years building a business, we had a nice home backed up to incredible state land close to school and, my child was enrolled in what seemed to be- the healthiest/happiest environment he and I could find.

She asked "how are you?" My answer came out fast and honest, for both my son and I seemed to be quite miserable and it's momentum growing. I said "miserable actually". She leaned in, extended her hand for me to shake and said "welcome to the club". This gesture shot fear through me. I felt this big fat, "oh hell no!" well up inside, it was huge! I looked her in the eyes and said, "no thank you, I do not want to be in that club".
To sum it up, by end of the school year, I had sold my business, we had found a start-up school in another state, armed with a new business venture, we packed our life up and relocated. Within 2 years time, I had lost my investments and my incomes along with every single item my son and I had owned down to bare bone basics. Honestly, no matter- no matter. Not many of us are willing to trade lives and it's been a heart full adventure!

This incessant drive is what's given me the shunned, black sheep status in my family. I never shied from honest desire to find my way to my heart. I had figured out early that it is what we are most afraid of.

My life has been a spectacular and quiet quest. In the background of most things and brilliant. When my son came along, I had a small business in Winston-Salem (beautiful town). I took on the challenge of growing a human inside me passionately. Researching, to vaccinate or not, to circumcise or not, what kind of education....on and on throughout my entire carriage. I had made my own vitamin regimen. I found a great mid-wife and only registered with a 'real med. doc. for the "just in case" scenario. I worked until his surprise arrival 6 weeks early. To state it mildly, it was by far the happiest/wildest day of my 39 yrs. I had made arrangements with a neighbor to escort me to my mid-wife's when the time came. I chose to have a water birth at her lovely country home. Long and short, I woke that morning feeling uncomfortable around 4am, totally getting on board that he was showing up today soon there after. I naively thought I had more time! I make the calls, my neighbor arrives by 6:30am. I'm toast at this point- baby's coming now! I can't sit correctly in the seat to see where she is going, while she drives. She gets lost! I ask her to pull up to a stop sign so I can see the street names. I had to get out of the car because the contractions were unbearable and right on top of each other. I realized that I could not control my body and was now pushing! His entrance is a precious/bittersweet story. I wrote it out when it happen not to forget the details it is so fun! I gave birth in a strangers bathtub- completely alone, to the point of holding him in my hands as he entered this world. Then the paramedic bangs open the door and announces "DON'T PUSH!" Ha, ha, ha, ha, needless to say, the only real trauma began with the overweight, sweaty control freak of a paramedic. When a woman knocks on your door at 7am and says "excuse me, I'm having a baby, may I please use your restroom?" good times and stories are in the making!
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I must go now....wrapping this chapter of life up, stepping out of the old paradigm, looking to step in with the new wave of love covering this planet...I love witnessing these changes with my own eyes, for they are indeed stupendous!

[LittleTree]

I'd like to Thank Steve very much for his gift!
I have felt the roller coaster with posting my request. Currency carries all emotions...current.
Thank you to all who came along and read and to Bill.
Much love,
Tamara

[LittleTree]

Spartacus!


A dear friend of mine came to visit in January last year. She and my son started to watch the Spartacus
("is - not - my - name!") series on Netflx.

Media and I began compromising many moons back. I used to be in love with npr 20+ years ago, when it's content and humans presented a pacifiable smorgasbord. If I did get drawn into a story line on tv or movie, I always had to shield my eyes during the graphically intense content and brace for their violent mood swings. I was actually pretty good at holding my hand up and fingers apart, moving around with the frame enough to see when the scenes changed and I could jump back in.

My friend went home and Spartacus moved in!

This was to be the beginning of my journey of awakening.
I had spent the last 5 yrs. involved in the diligent practice of being "Tuned In, Tapped In, Turned On!" A lifestyle of the new age propaganda/law of attraction, I gave an honest to goodness attempt to adopt the philosophy. The golden rule in that club is in "being in this very moment and never focus, nor give any attention to the negative- it only adds to the momentum and creates more!!!"
A twisted, sly, devious half truth indeed.

I had to set parameters for myself to watch this thing, seriously "submitting" to hours of emotional slaughter and watching this entire series! Since I was already familiar with the SpartMan, I watched a little of the last episode of the finale, to prepare for their brand of scatology. I was curious to how they would close their tale. While going through their version of this historic massacre, I paused often and researched online. I wrote out notes and timelines to find my new sensing awareness and began my own personal grounding about our history. This desire to know grew even greater and gained momentum from there.

backtrack:
When I was 17, my friend Mark gave me a book. It was a little paperback titled "2150 AD" by Thea Alexander. When he gave me the book, he told me the story about his friend who gave him the book. He said his friend really wanted to understand the meaning of life. He shared with me that, "once my friend understood the meaning of life, he died." I asked why and he said, "I have no idea." I kept the book for 2 years before ever reading it, (everything in due time, I type smiling!) I had always remembered him saying that and have since wondered the motives behind his transition.

This memory came to me again on Sunday shortly after the realization that my son and I will leave this dome we currently house under. Leaving here is quite ritualistic in a way. It's the BIG effin contract, the whole kit and caboodle of the big fat lie. Ahhhhh....They can effin have it! And yes, I like that word!

Evaluating my past these last months, I searched up and down for any big, small, slight and misled contract I may have ever agreed to in any life. Breaking most, amending/adjusting every one that comes forward.
I had also set out to make any necessary, current agreements honest and balanced in this 50/50 reality.
I love Being and coming to Know. Feeling Centered and more in control of Freewill.

I see this rabbit hole dubbed rituals, as completely inorganic and toss out the very idea that one should be required to bow down to anything and pay homage unwillingly in absence of heart and passion.
Rituals seem liken to programming, it reeks of ai from my view.

My humanness is inspired by thought, desire and then action. Only the physical items needed to survive here on Gaia are still under contract with the Iron Age.

When I knew we could leave this 'said dome, I could feel the complete urgency of it and wanted it to be fast, a snap in my timeline and done! No-thing is ever forced, we all must concede to the Universe. So, we stay longer, with as much ease and humor as available. http://projectavalon.net/forum4/show...=1#post1000605 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?30405-Here-and-Now...What-s-Happening&p=1000605&viewfull=1#post1000605)

Part of the earth deal is in the birthing of bright ideas and passion.
Making plenty great plans that never manifest. Yet, I feel as though they are received by the Universe and loved well in other dimensions.

What began the chain of events last weekend with the "wow, okay, questions answered, we really can and should giddy up and go," was finding Catherine Austin Fitts latest offering early Friday morning. Up until then, she posed well, as a refreshing alternative to what is. I really enjoyed her and the herd she hangs with.
Too many things were off with this interview, it simply did not sit well. By the days end, it was yet another effin reality check! I could link the huge possibility of yet another damn lie! I swear a switch has flipped. I look so forward to coming across that validation! It was like an overnight thing...boom, the big reveal of who is who!

While my grammar skills may lack, my research skills are sharp. I love detail and the blooming of every little thing on this plane and I am a driven entrepreneur. Leading up to this awakening, in my spare time for the last several years, I had been focusing on creating a media outlet online. I felt passionate about the heart of our entertainment world and had the idea to sift through everything for all the gems. All the media that inspired us and made us feel alive - all of it! To archive all the music and media that lifted us up and leave the rest. It may sound as a huge undertaking, yet consider Pandora's vast library- without the roller coaster ride of emotions.
Once I honestly began to perceive the very core and foundation of our media - that went out the window,
six years worth...poof!

I'm sharing all of this today for several reasons. Mainly because for the first time in 10 months, my world stopped and I suddenly have free time after work, being mom and caretaker. I am not on the drive of learn.
I am gearing now for more doing! The world I lived in, where I did not know, if we should "ride out the new wave" here with my bfam brother, who I dearly love or leave, is coming to closure. I honestly could not see through his veil. Family ties are a close mirror, takes a big shovel! Now that the truth has unfolded, it coincided with enough of my own whole truth about this reality, that I felt the ground solidify beneath me. I had finally arrived on solid enough ground to go.

I chuckle now, but up until six months ago, at the beginning of this quest, I refused to even go for a nightly dog walk until I could educate myself. I felt the need to know enough as to wtf an alien was and what dark energy was really about and how to keep whole before I naively walked in the dark of night.

And now, I feel the strength of my clarity over that which has kicked our asses for eternity. I feel strong.
I have researched, studied our very survival and what we need in our arsenal. I invested in stocking this dome. I have come to know how they began screwing with the beautiful animals of Gaia back in 1926 on a farm in MA. We began eating cloned meat "legally" in 2008. Please don't hold me to facts and statistical accuracy, I found out enough to cure my need to know, file in my heart and forget lots of what I deemed unimportant data! I traced grain sources as far back as possible to use for my own food. All the stories of treachery with the food chain alone is a twisted, amazing, poisoned and hyped scenario down to the last.

So now....I'm done, cooked. If I'm my crafter's sword, I am blended and beaten into existence and shaped enough to cool down in the water.

My mirthbeam dot com is looking forward to a new direction. I plan to create an online "drop ship" storefront for all the goodness I can find! Heirloom seeds, real food, pink Himalayan sea salt, stone grinders for your very own wheat. Needed items, honest, hearty tools for thriving and much more! I would love to work with others if anyone wants to play!

If we happen to lose all power and go full black, so be it...We all just keep moving forward.

We have found bazillion year old radioactive material deep in the earth, who knows that story! We now have robotoids, clones, synthetics and supersoldiers - oh my. Maybe throw in a flat earth, a sun only a few thousand miles away, fake aliens and moon walks, on it goes.
Truth be told, I will keep reaching for my balance with it all. I don't really care. I am love and I radiate no matter where I am! I just don't want to be deceived or placed in survival status by it any longer.
We have hit the wall, it's either go left or right, for this old paradigm is spitting us all out!

[Rocky_Shorz]

Where would you go that is safer than where you are?

Bostonians are Frank but would put their life on the line for family or friends...

[LittleTree]

Hi Rocky,

Safe is relative. No-where is really safe from my view. Here is my first share about it


My son and I agree that even if we die physically, we will be somewhere we may enjoy "being". A place we really want to be. We can thrive and add to the love of life while we live, not just survive. I am not a Bostonian. My father was a freemason. I'm not sure how deep his ties went, thankfully he transitioned. I never wanted him to meet my son, the very thought scared me. My family vibration is quite low and dense. I am as loyal as the day is long -for a price. I'm loyal until you are no longer trustworthy and bring to life, not detract.

At this stage of the game, I trust me...

Are you a Bostonian?

[Rocky_Shorz]

20 miles from Boston is still Boston... ;)

I lived out there half a life ago...

That's when I learned witches aren't just fairy tales, Salem on Halloween was a trip...

[sunpaw]

Little tree, I wish you and your son joy and happiness.

Some 15 years ago I was 'stuck' and paths were just faint ideas, vanishing as fast. I also had some for me (personally) 'horror scenarios' in mind.
However being stuck went to worse nightmare for 'moments' - and all what was left was 'I live' - and I literally ran to save just that.
The 'horror scenarios' didn't play out though - looking back I shouldn't have worried... And with the run/leave I was connected again. To myself, to the courage and strength I had 'lost' for myself, and I also was connected again what is around: easy and light.
For a period of time I had nothing I had or knew - I just made sure to walk the new path further. It made me aware of what I want: I want to be happy.
It doesn't mean life is easier - but its easier to check the path occasionally: what makes me/us happy or not, if there 'should' be a new path and sometimes even just walking in the dark and expecting the light. (Which I think might be/been there all along - within :sun: )

Best wishes :heart:
sunpaw

[LittleTree]

Our paths do expand and contract, lighter to dark in certain bends and curves. There are stretches with vistas, peaks and valley's. When on path and time for rest, most of us look ahead for a nice spot to do so, rarely do we just plop in mid stride and sit in the way of others. We look for trees and shade and a nice place to rest. We tend to position ourselves for the best vantage point at our resting spot to enjoy the view.

I read this wonderful article yesterday about how we each read and interpret other people's writings and stories from our own perspectives. We only have that as our reference point. We bring in our judgments, our own conclusions and opinions and often, we are caught up and distracted in our own thoughts in how we would like respond and share. If we take the time and even re-read and savor words and feelings and truly spend the time to absorb what one is really sharing, our view expands.

The mis-step from my view was attempting to cross the forbidden boundary of asking for assistance. Reaching out tends to open up the door to many unknowns. If I could take down the first post, I would. Do I weary from my solitary path, yes. Do I have more to draw from my personal well, always! Did this do as you shared, indeed. I wanted it quick and in my time. My mis-step gave way to the pause I shared about yesterday that you responded to.

I remember when the door closed to the bathroom and I was left alone to deliver my child myself. My first thought was "wtf" there are at least 3 people standing outside this door! The home owner (outside the bathroom door) was the town game-warden! The only conclusion I could draw later in life was that, had I been in a helpless state of mind and freaked the hell out, they would have piled in the bathroom and offered their strength. I did not show any signs of weakness or inability to handle the task at hand, so, hey...she seems okay, lets just let her be, she will let us know when she has accomplished the task! Yup, we are standing right here, listening to her groan through those contractions- we called an ambulance, let's just wait for them. Oddly enough, I had methodically planned out that birth even better than this one. Baby came quick, my driver got lost...scat happens and plans change in an instant.

For the LoVe of God, please...nobody call an ambulance, my mis-step, I got this one too! Only this time, I gave birth in public view, humbling to this para-ego that I'm still chipping away at. All is truly well and certainly "right on time!"
Thank You for sharing Sunpaw!

[LittleTree]

Rocky, I left MA years ago. I am in Florida, a mile crow's fly from a large secret military base. In this town, there is a Walmart and a 2 grocery store chains. I went to the tiny little "health food" store upon arrival and chased after a sales rep as he was leaving the store. In the parking lot, I asked if this was the only option for food here. His reply was that for as large a town as it is, there isn't a market here for anything bigger! The soil on the land where I live is sand. Sand that a pest control company has been annihilating for the last 15 years. The fleas here are bionic, transfleas from building up tolerance to the toxins. I'm an avid gardener, passionate about organics. I had hauled in truck loads of top soil and the richest horse manure around that I could find. So not worth further investment, more soil testing, ect! Sometimes you just gotta get up close to scat to really know you are "in it". By being here, living next door to pinched off, drug/alcohol induced fast moving individual streams, brought on the heat. It's okay to get out of the oven...is not conducive after awhile. The heat is on everywhere now, I'm ready for a new oven, ripe with even more radiation, earthquakes and tsunami's.

I choose them and the possible waft of the big fatty a neighbor may have just stoked while lovingly tending his radiated organic veggie garden over the ritual clinking of the neighbors beer bottles as they hit the trash can from high every single day or the little manboys in their big trucks ripping up yards of empty housing- "cause, hey, it's fun and hey, no one is living there at the moment...what's yer problem"?! Never mind the slaughter of my animal friends. At this point, we all just pick a pile.

Salem! I'm sure that's an interesting story! I took a flight lay-over in Boston for a few days when I was 25, I wanted to see Salem. I had a fascinating conversation with Laurie Cabot, the official witch at that time. In knowing what we know now, it gets no more energy or thought from me, aside from the purest love I have to send it's way.

[LittleTree]

Breathing, LoVing, Breathing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0u-Xgoa7-8

This little cartoon is a valuable form of currency for this new year of 2016 equals 9.

Only the mother passes on the mitochondrial DNA...breath folks, take a nap!

[LittleTree]

God and Gold

Life is absolutely precious, so brilliant!

I'm still here, sifting through the layers of some of the fence post squatters.

I'm breathing, loving, eyes peeled, learning so much.

Looking deeply and closely for the flicker of humanity and heart.

It's here! It's here! It's everywhere!

I have posted a few times on PA how I love to witness blossoms. It's obvious that all of us have that in common- simply by the act of you surfing PA and expanding your own mind, seems you like blooming too!

Closure.
If I were ever forced to choose, only allowed to fully experience the beauty and depths of any journey (rabbit hole), it would be the pure divinity and comfort in finding complete closure.

Learning all I can absorb within the 50/50 reality of physical body and essence.

LoVing, being, doing. Blooming and seeing it through to the end!

For me, by reflecting back my interpretation of the human heart I so deeply love, is giving back.

It is all that I have. It is my organic gold I have come to love and learn about .

This has been my path to find the beauty of thorough closure to our old paradigm.

God and Gold is relative.

[Debra]

Hi LittleTree,

Your writing is compelling. Thank you :flower:

I was wondering how the communication between you and your son, you and your brother followed after your request that they listen to Bill's interview with Rebekah Roth. I so admire the approach that you took.

Best wishes,
Debra

[LittleTree]

Hello Zebra,

Thank You!

Bill had asked me to post the response to my letter here in this thread:
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84402-Alienation-from-loved-ones-while-on-the-path-of-awakening--Advice-Wanted-&p=999322&viewfull=1#post999322

My bro called bs from the start (which is interesting, in light of the situation w Rebekah). He will not budge, when he does, it's brief and then he falls right back into the comfort of his cognitive dissonance, it is full on.

My son is in great shape! He has his limits with what he can let in at this stage of maturity. I am at peace with whatever they choose.

Thank You for asking!

[LittleTree]

Back Strokes and Monday's...Depth and Clarity

Thank You Project Avalon!

I want to go easily, more quietly and just simply Love, work, rest and play along the way.
Go with the flow of it All. Soaking what I can....

Seems for now, it All "boils" down to my desire for an uncomplicated kind of Peace.

The worthiness of my journey these past few months alone has played it's part well -
As good as flipping over and doing the back stroke for awhile! I still have more to learn about leaving myself open to personal sabotage.

Flipping over and "doing" the backstroke, belly up - even slowly downstream, can leave one open to a "further, rather deeper interpretation of the maneuver! It certainly left me open to explore the depths of my clarity around the matter, the avenues are plenty!

I am a strong, physically agile, tall framed Human (I hope I'm Human!). Thirty years or so ago,
I had wised up enough to declare aloud- that I had no need for any kind of violence in my life.
No more car accidents, seriously creepy people encounters and insanely twisted dramas. Officially declared none were necessary!

Little cuts, bumps and bruises - yup, I've let them in, a few health issues too. The bodily ones are the boiling frogs, they creep up slow, for I have yet to break contract with their very parasitic nature, subconsciously allowing them to remain until they teach all they can and then they quickly dissipate. $(ISIS) issues have wreaked major havoc as well...and plenty of characters and tough life situations to bring me to my knees. I still wanted to learn, just not brutally, traumatically.

I am rapidly learning that we let stuff in and, it is our responsibility to look at it, learn from it and then we get to experience the thrill of watching how swiftly, magically the parasites will leave...knowledge received, I can see you for what you are and thank you- move along!

It honestly seems that we get stronger and stronger on every level as we wade through this task of untangle. It looks scary as hell from the outside and it is! It’s frightening, sickening and just the friggin worst! BUT...it gets better, you get stronger, you get knowledgeable and unstoppable! You come into your own and stand not so afraid anymore.

Just show up each day, announce out loud that you desire to see life and what is really going on, it's that simple. It wants to reveal itself to you, it’s waiting for you, beckoning you at every corner!
Buckle your seat belt, it's the devils playground out there.

You are naturally, spiritually (no matter your beliefs or lack there of) heavily armed and they are VERY afraid of your clear mind, heart and Soul! Hence All the secrecy up until now. For when you know, they no longer hold power over you.

Now, as week 4 begins, a quick (as possible) share...

I agreed (sub-consciously), to learn (on so many levels) via the hugest, most instantaneous body trauma of my 50+ years. Shocked and pissed that I let it in!

Screw the possible psy-op of astral projection, I was blown away at this experience.... I actually got to fly, belly up - airborne and, I was completely aware of it, watching the sky above me!

Feeling my body in the air is near priceless...however, what price glory one may ask? The sickening body slam feeling of landing at the bottom of the wet, slippery stairs. Seriously traumatizing several body parts and functions including a lung, kidney and bowel. Fuking surreal on so many levels! Was I paying attention...obviously not fully!

First week, secondary muscle did an eerie, physically noticeable, weirdly sensational zipper split. I could feel fluid leaking and filling in my back. Second week outer muscle, same thing. Classic Bell's Palsy look, drooping, sagging one side of back- hence my new perspective of "Back Stroke"!

Nary an aspirin, never firewater and w-out pharms or western intervention. I am on the move, kinda. I have working limbs, mind, drive and Spirit!


I thought I was paying attention before this mishap. I now have a new heaping of empathy for the rabbit hole of pain. And, it made me question and look back yet again at all these twisted little puzzle pieces I have been gathering relentlessly since my wake-up call to Arms.


Always been a seeker, now my most common analogy of life is: Screw watching/listening to mainstream media, Reality is a far more twisted and fascinating than a Tom Clancy, Stephen King and Spielberg novel combined!


So, I let life kick physically hard dammit! It's already a lonely, sucky road when you can see through lots of the heavy carnage All around Us and your peer group thinks your a friggin nutcase, conspiracy theorist...I will just leave a light on for you.

We are coming into our own. We are claiming the “I am”.

I crawl back at it, MirthBeam, it will be opening soon....and now, it's

Game On Boys!


And when and if the dust ever settles...


We shall plant Our Organic Seeds as We sow Love and Life.


We shall Lovingly embrace All this ‘new to most of Us technology and fill it's tanks with our Human Hearts and Souls!


We shall overcome the depths and despair of utter deception.


We shall see NASA’s truth and the shape and scope of Our Earth.


We shall see if we indeed need to right the twisted wrongs of Our cloned, tortured Ones.


We shall Indeed and In time See...


‘The Very Powerful Essence of Us (for we are even stronger, more powerful in knowledge and number) - That Honestly scares the Living baJesus Out of them, Shine and Ultimately Remove their parasitic nature from Our Experience” Period!


So many angles opened for me to view, clarity abounds from the shear violation this tragically, painful incident that I brought about for me. So much time to do a whole lot of nothing as I crawl back to functionality.


In gaining my new foundation- now, a year later, I had decided on how to make MirthBeam viable, I was ecstatic with my clarity of new direction, it's was a big do-over opening up a new fb page and getting on the band wagon. All the way up to the day before my incident, I had been opening up accounts again - yet carefully, it's been a long road!
Saturday morning comes and boom!

Honestly, I am learning soooo much, makes it All the more richer!
I've changed my mind so many times, grown, learned more of how and which few steps to choose forward with...Dear Sweet Life, how honored I feel to have had the desire, passion and shear Love of Life and pushed and pushed and pushed further out of the this stupid box (cube!) we are currently living in.

In closing Dear Avi Readers,
I would be delighted if you would check out my links, add my links....maybe even a shout out/post on your social media if you feel inspired.


I hope to get http://www.mirthbeam.com/


Thank You! Thank You for teaching me so much Avies!

Aho.

[LittleTree]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXRC4TfmHEs&list=LLE5cuTky3wbpk6qsFK2y_SQ&index=12