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Constance

5th February 2016, 00:38

Pauses to take the stick from Steven...

I have always depended on the kindness of strangers - A streetcar named desire

It was 27 years ago when I last went backpacking around Europe.

Winter was coming quickly. Four days before I had been due to depart for Lucerne, I had been hit by influenza. I was forced to lie for all of those days on my back whilst I got better. Whilst I was sleeping however, someone who must have been desperate for warmth too, had stolen the only winter jacket I had placed on the top of the bed.

The day I was due to leave, I had no money for a new jacket because I had almost run out of money and very little idea about how I was going to stay warm! I was still very weak so I piled on all the clothing I could. God only knows what I looked like :bigsmile:

I trudged to the train station and boarded the train for Lucerne. I was so glad for the warmth of the train and the opportunity to rest.

I arrived in the dark. It was a very cold day indeed.

I had to make my way to a backpacking lodge somewhere located in the heart of Lucerne.

I boarded a bus to take me there but I had to stand because it was the rush hour in Lucerne and the bus was packed.

Despite me wearing most of my clothes, that backpack was still so heavy!

As the bus started to wind and climb the hills of the local streets, a kindly middle-aged man started up a conversation with me. His name was Fritz. I told him where I was going and where I was from.
Within five minutes of our conversation, he was already asking me whether I wanted to rest at his flat! He offered for me to stay there whilst I recuperated from the flu. He indicated that he would stay with his mistress at her house whilst I stayed at his place.
It didn't take me long to agree to take him up on this very generous offer and we soon got off the bus and walked to his flat.
Upon entering, I noticed a very large map of the world pinned to the wall. There was a colourful thumbtack covering every city and every country. Curious, I asked him about the map and here is the story he shared with me.

Fritz had had a brain tumour and had recovered completely. The whole experience had given him a new lease on life and he was determined to make the most of it.
So he decided to travel. And travel he did.
Each thumbtack represented each city and country visited.
To my surprise and amazement, there were only two small islands in the pacific that hadn't been pinned. He shared with me that because he was a train driver, people were really fascinated by his experiences. They had warmly and freely opened their doors to him. He had stayed with people wherever he went and now he offered the same hospitality to anyone he met with who was travelling.
I stayed at his house for an entire week. He took me out for lunch and bought me a new winter jacket. I have never forgotten his kindness nor his generosity.

The funny part of the whole story is that for those who know my maiden name, one of the two islands he hadn't gotten around to visiting yet was named after my ancestors.
It is a Chinese name.
I wonder if he has visited it since?

Passing the stick on...

Shadowself

5th February 2016, 16:29

And that Breal is what this fire is all about! Thank you for sharing that wonderful story.

Now I don't know if I've been living under a rock...but I just found the most impressive musician that I'm certain Lionhawk would love. Unfortunately he has come down with a terrible stomach flu and had been out for the count the last few days hugging the toilet. When he gets better I know he will love these videos.

This is a guy I just found...a musician who is of Peruvian decent and I quote him about his music:

Amerindian music played with different native costumes.
Amerindian is a collective noun which includes Apache, Lakota, Quechua, Aymara, Mapuche, Bora, Aztec, Maya, Guarani, and more... We are all brothers.

Stop nationalism, Stop racism! We are ONE! also STOP intolerance between amerindians!

Apparently he travels all over the world playing his instruments and here are a few of his videos via youtube.

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I just thought this fire was a perfect place for his music.

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Lost N Found

5th February 2016, 18:47

WOW! Shadowself, absolutely amazing. This is a dream bringer of light to me. Thank you dear Sister.

The Warrior can only get better.
Love to both
Steven

Calz

5th February 2016, 19:09

Amerindian is a collective noun which includes Apache, Lakota, Quechua, Aymara, Mapuche, Bora, Aztec, Maya, Guarani, and more... We are all brothers.

This thread has shared past life information.

I honestly have not been able to bridge that gap but (for whatever reason) have run with a number of very gifted friends over my lifetime and they tended to drop the past life bomb on me from time to time.

According to one I was a Chiricahua Apache once. Who am I to differ ... not too many from what I learned.

Chiricahua

Chiricahua (/ˌtʃɪrᵻˈkɑːwə/ US dict: chĭr′·ĭ·kâ′·wə) are a band of Apache Native Americans, based in the Southern Plains and Southwest United States. Culturally related to other Apache peoples, Chiricahua historically shared a common area, language, customs, and intertwined family relations. At the time of European contact, they had a territory of 15 million acres (61,000 km2) in Southwestern New Mexico and Southeastern Arizona in the United States and in Northern Sonora and Chihuahua in Mexico

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chiricahua

No not me ... Geronimo

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Mike

5th February 2016, 19:34

Calz

5th February 2016, 19:41

Mike you always crack me up ... in this lifetime :)

Proof of past lives is rather solid ... whether or not others bringing information to us that we personally have no access to ... well.

I personally trust it since it wasn't sought or paid for ... but that's me.

(btw ... that same person who suggested that to me was able to start a car with a dead battery by putting her hands on it and drawing down enough energy.

That got my attention :) although we had already been friends for a few years and I knew she had ... skills)

Matthew

5th February 2016, 20:13

Could past life memories be memories from existance in another dimension? ahhhh!?? Ehem, I'm just trying to think inside the hypercube. There are some great reports through the ages of people with strong past life memories I've been fascinated with the subject but don't have any desire to investigate my own. I wonder if I knew some friends from a past life, and if others are a first. Music seems important but I was played this in the womb so who knows could just be that. Gah music is life anyway and talking is singing unleSS. YOU. speak. like. a. robot. bzzt.

Thank you brothers and sisters I will bow after my robot impression and pass the stick to the left

*bows*

Constance

6th February 2016, 08:34

ive been told i was a lama and a druid priestess. those are the 2 coolest i can report. but i doubt it seriously. ive likely been the same thing all along, from the beginning of time till now: an idiot.

so i'm on this weird jim morisson kick since i had this odd dream about him, and i found this image and quote. cracked me up:

Oh Mike. :bigsmile: I'm so glad you are back with us again. I really do appreciate your natural talent for comedy.

I'm really looking forward Shadowself to watching those videos...Thank you so much for sharing those :heart:

LionHawk, I trust you will be better soon. Riding the porcelain bus is not a lot of fun.
I send healing energies your way :heart:

Caught the stick again YoYoYo! Must have been a boomerang :p

I hear you...I've considered all that you have said regarding other parallel existences.

I completely honour all that have an interest in past lives and once upon a time I used to get completely into past life experiences myself.

I used to practise as a hypnotherapist for many years and would take many on past life journeys etc

Strangely enough, my own interest has naturally and completely fallen away in relation to past lives and I am now more interested/curious in looking at where I am currently at and where we are all going.

All this talk about past lives has got me thinking.

I just shared a story in a previous post about something that happened in my past.

It makes me wonder where in time and space that memory is REALLY located!

Stick passing on to...

Billy

6th February 2016, 11:23

Hi everyone.

Lionhawk I have always been stuck for words concerning your eyesight. Just know that I do think about you and for some improvement to come your way. :bowing:

Nice to see you again Mike :waving:
Lol I am to embarrassed to share what I have been told as to who I have been, who I am and who I am going to be and missions ahead. Lovely if it is all true but for me hard to believe. :silent:

Just now I am sitting in an internet cafe on the beach in India. A very long and quiet beach. This is as busy as it gets. And the sea is very warm. Bliss. :sun:

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Thought I would take a snap of the cafe while I was at it. :bigsmile:

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Matthew

6th February 2016, 11:43

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Lionhawk have you had any kind of joy with technology.. software readers etc?

Shadowself

6th February 2016, 19:37

Talking stick and coffee in hand....

On the subject of past life. What I've learned in the last few years would forever change my view of life as we know it.

I never much gave it a thought until I happened upon one word. That word was Ptah.

I had no idea what it meant but it rang in my head for days and from a person I did not even know at the time. In fact he didn't use the word as it's original meaning either. He used it in some other form with some other spelling but it sounded just the same. I guess that is what some might call a trigger.

It wasn't long after that I started getting what some might call stigmata on my hands. Now as I know it stigmata usually shows up in a religious sense. But this was different. It had memory in it. My memory.

Now if you're not familiar Ptah is one of the Egyptian gods. He was not one of the Egyptian Ennead....he was what I call a spin off. I do so because I found something quite extraordinary and wrong about this particular god as well. I somehow started getting this memory of things Egyptian and things I would never know until I later looked it up and found it to be quite real in terms of Egyptian life in general.

I may have shared parts of this story in earlier posts but the thing I'd like to share today is how that past life changed my present life in terms of things we are all connected to lifetime after lifetime. Lionhawk once said in an earlier post just look at the things that you loved as a child to understand your past lives and it all connects in some way. That is true. For me it was not a love of that life but a remembrance as a child. I was terrified yet quite struck by anything Egyptian that I ran into as a child which was not much but it struck me none the less. A deep curiosity which faded as I grew older until I hear that word uttered by Lionhawk not so many years ago.

Not long after hearing that word not only did I start getting lines (stigmata) on my hands...but I started getting a whole story of my life back in Egypt which was quite traumatic indeed. A whole life review as it were. The last thing I saw in that lifetime was me being thrown into a pit to my death full of snakes...but a man who would be a king and named himself Ptah...as many kings of Egypt took on the names of the gods you see....I recently discovered there is such a pit in Egypt and it happens to be underneath the Great Pyramid in the subterranean chamber.

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I had defied the Kings wishes on many levels and the last thing he said to me was "you could have had the world"...then he had me dragged and thrown into this pit.

The place I was at the time he said this to me was after a ritual...and where that ritual took place is now partially underwater:

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That is the Osirian Temple where a ritual was being preformed by me and some others and I refused to participate because it was a terrible sacrificial ritual which I will never forget....which is why I remembered and some of those traumatic things just seem to transfer in memory and cannot be forgotten. Now there's a whole lot more to this story as it turned out they killed my Greek lover...which was the only thing holding me to this ritual as a threat. Since they killed him the threat was now non existent and I quit and they killed me. Simple as that.

Now some are thinking....I may have fabricated these memories perhaps...but that is not the case. Because there was no way I would have known the things I remembered....such as the smell of Lilys which to this day make me ill and remind me of death and were very prominent in Egyptian culture...and the smell of amber...which was one of the most widely used things in mummification. It's one of the best preservatives on the planet...and that is what they used to preserve the mummy in. There is no way I could have known these things until I finally later discovered them to be in my memory and true to Egyptian culture.

Then I had this deep connection to Thoth...it seemed I had a really BAD FEELING about this guy Thoth...in my remembering Thoth was very bad in the sense of things I knew nothing about! All I knew was it was all bad....very bad.

Over the years I realized "perception" of things you know nothing about can be quite revealing. I've since done what I call a deep finding of what it was all about and many thing have come to light so to speak as to what my part in all of this is that it would cause something such as stigmata on my hands. I'm still working on that perception of things I remember and what I have found are quite astounding and I probably should write a book. But who would really care? It's something of a wonder to me still as to why "me" in this cast of characters and chaos...but I have a much better handle on it as I quite seeking from the ideas of seerers and rumor and have traveled to the idea of science behind it and it's a wonder to me still today. What that connection is seems to be surrounded with TIME. As I've also said in earlier posts here something I'm obsessed with. There is a strong connection to time in Egypt that cannot be denied.

So as I said in the beginning I had no real interest in past life until it finally caught up to me in this life. Why now remains to be seen...

Passing the talking stick.

Have a great day folks! :heart:

Stephanie

6th February 2016, 19:45

Eternal.

I’m here to share a secret;
I am not who I’ve always been,
The world that lies outstretched before me,
Is not the only one I’ve seen,
I’ve travelled on the tails of comets,
I’ve burned up in the hearts of stars,
I’ve been spat out of supernovas,
That left me scattered near and far,
I have dined in distant galaxies,
And taught the birds to sing,
I’ve danced for a whole lifetime,
Upon Saturn’s dusty rings,
I’ve been here for long enough,
To learn what makes the willow weep,
I’ve sung celestial lullabies,
That sent the moon to sleep,
I’ve been both the flowing water,
And the stone that blocks its way,
I’ve been frozen, I’ve been molten,
And I’ll be again someday,
Though I’ve been a billion things,
This is the first one that can smile,
I’m pieces of the universe,
Living as human for a while.

(Erin Hanson)

Healing blessings, dearest LionHawk.

Shadowself

6th February 2016, 20:08

Good new on Lionhawk...he's on the uphill swing. Tired and sleeping now but it was quite a battle. He finally ate and drank something last night and today is back among the living. He had me worried for a few days not able to eat or drink anything. He couldn't even take or hold down his diabetes meds which was a huge worry. But he took some today and is on the mend.

He said to thank all of you for your well wishes!

Meggings

7th February 2016, 16:59

There truly is nothing called "chance" for it seems all is a spiral looping of energies that interweave and bring before our gaze connections with other places and times and lives. Along this line I visited this thread last night, shortly before encountering another lifetime.

As Lionhawk wrote, and Shadowself emphasizes above, pay attention and "look at the things that you loved as a child to understand your past lives ... it all connects in some way." This extends to encountering in your present life the "other selves" of those you have encountered in past lifetimes. In my case, it had been someone holding a grudge for long years against me, and I allowed him to vent his anger to me as I tried to connect and see where it was all coming from. Some hours later, my soul let me know through my body of one past connection.

My upper chest shook for many minutes as the remembering came, and then, still with the continuous upper chest shaking I went to internet and read and read about those I had seen. Eventually the shaking ceased as the Knowing settled in. But I had seen a crown on the man I had met in battle (the one who was present-day angry at me and who had lost his life back then). Thus went searching this morning on internet to try to find a crown like the one seen on him. In the search I stopped cold at seeing this - though it is from an entirely different time frame and lifetime, I again experienced energies of recognition, this time coming in through the crown chakra instead of the high heart chakra.

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The history page I saw this on says this of it:
"Charlemagne had a sapphire talisman/amulet made for his wife by the sorcerers of the court of Haroun el Raschid, Emperor of the East. The talisman had two large cabochon sapphires. One was oval and the other was square. They were set into a remnant of the wood from the Holy Cross (the Cross of Jesus) and a small piece of the Virgin's hair. It was to make their love constant. It must have worked, since he never stopped loving her. This talisman was buried with him at Aix-la-Chapelle, in 814, and re-discovered when the tomb was opened by Otto III in 1000. The talisman was then preserved in the treasury of the Cathedral until it was given, by the canons, to Empress Josephine in 1804, to wear at her coronation."

The way energies loop and return as we live our lives in the eternal "Now", is that my soul not only projected the personality of Charlemagne's wife, Hildegard, but also projected Josephine. And both Charlemagne and Napoleon were personalities projected from likewise the same soul. And the shards of the supposed "true cross of Christ" were brought from Jerusalem by Helena, mother of Constantine back in the early 300's AD. It all loops together - everything is connected.

Yet none of that was the life I had been reading about - which was a very complicated bunch of people in Rome around the time of Diocletian and Constantine...

I thought that since this thread seems to have prompted for me the opening wider of the door into another lifetime - one I'd sort of felt years ago but encountered firmly last night - I thought it appropriate to post this little window onto how all of us have similar strands of energy linking us with past relationships and lifetimes.

The more I live in awareness of this, the more it becomes evident.

Oh, and this photo is of the Lindau Gospel, created under order of Charlemagne and supervised by his beloved friend, Alcuin. Years ago I came across this gospel and was stunned, knowing that I knew this book. That's the way things work. Years agos ago I'd bought a journal with a copy of the back Lindau Gospel cover on it:

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Shadowself

7th February 2016, 17:41

Thanks Meggings!

Just thought along those lines I'll add some of my favorite John Trudell and the opening of Coyote Logics...

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learninglight

7th February 2016, 17:49

Hi Lionhawk and everyone :)

Been a while since i have posted but would love to throw a log on the fire :)

I have had a roller-coaster ride the past year, well probably longer, but my life smacked me in the head the past year, like a 'dark night of the soul'. and i'm glad to say i am coming out of it, i hope a much better person :)
The greatest thing i have learnt going through this is,( it may sound like a cliche)'Treat others how you would want to be treated, if we all did this, this world would be a much better place. Don't be quick to judge others, you don't know what is going on in their life. Think before you speak, what you say, and how you say it, has a profound effect on others'. And be kind to yourself; you have 'negative' qualities,' learn from them'
love and hugs to all

Sharon

Shadowself

8th February 2016, 18:13

Learninglight,

Welcome to the fire! So glad to have you here. Feel free to take the talking stick anytime....no judgements attached to that stick and all are welcome.

Judging others is something you won't find much of on this thread so you're in the right place!

The funniest thing is I just removed myself from a forum where judgements are rampant! I won't be missing that for sure. When you point out the obvious you get judged...how does that work? Well...I'm glad to say I stood my ground and spoke my mind and am done with it.

People are of all different persuasion and thoughts. When we can learn not to judge them by that perhaps we will finally evolve to see the beauty in things you never expected.

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Lionhawk

8th February 2016, 19:59

Afternoon Folks!

It is always good to see the fire is still going despite my absence. This is the first time in over a week that this laptop has been on. My apologies for not being able to respond to all the well wishers here at our campfire. Today my vision has actually improve compared to a week ago. First time in a good couple of months where I can actually read your post without any glasses on, including my prescription, reading, and magnifier. Little fuzzy but very much improved. THANKS BILLY! :thumbsup:

Let's just say it has been one tough week. I don't know how to explain what happened this passed week without sounding like a drama queen. But I will just say it was a process that I choose to go through. There are some things that I'll spare you as far as details. In short, 3 weeks ago, in one of my mini sessions, I was presented with an opportunity to go through a transformation. My choice involved the knowing that it would be a very painful process. Also why it had to be so painful. When I questioned my mirror and asked, "really?" Since I know there are folks out there who also have special healing gifts to assist folks without all the pain associated with their memories. I just blew off the session. But apparently I had already made the choice to go through it because my heart was ready to go through it.

3 days. That's 72 hours. What this was all about was not so much releasing trapped energy but about being able to operate on another frequency bandwidth by separating my soul from another construct of reality. The pain was used as a laser to cut the soul away from the construct. Kind of like birthing pains. That extreme. I keep getting a vision of the leg muscles being attached to some type of alien metal and that metal being ripped and torn away from the muscle tissue.
The soul body being trapped between the metal and the tissue. My explanation may sound very crude and I confess I am still processing all of this. The amount of pain applied pushed me to the very limits of not wanting to be here anymore. When the pain subsided, extreme chills. Sessions of passing out. I lost count. In the passed out states, I would have the strangest of images cross my mind's eye. So abstract. Even beyond M. C. Escher

http://www.mcescher.com/

http://www.mcescher.com/gallery/italian-period/hell/

Another thing I noticed was how irritable everything seemed to be. As in RAW! Sounds were very annoying. Like I was having withdrawals from something. I became so sensitized and couldn't do anything to control it because of the weaken state I was in. Meanwhile the neighbors dog barked through day and night, for three days, and that was an added torment.

It started last Tuesday night at 8:35. I had just eaten dinner. In the snap of your finger I was running for the throne. Not food poisoning either. Been there, done that. In the process I thought I had broken some ribs. Save you the details but this acted like it was weaponized.

Good news is, my legs even feel better, my eyes seem better. And Brook is still here. It was tough on her too. Leaving someone behind to go and work and not knowing if your other is going to be alright is always a worry. I don't know where all this is going as I just started to process the process. But it is a story where for a change I just didn't chop this up as just being sick, but an actual process.

Anyways, I'm still breathing and I hope at least for a time that my eyes don't change to much.

Again, Thank-you for the heart felt concerns and wishes. :bigsmile:

RunningDeer

8th February 2016, 21:54

LionHawk, I’m glad to hear you’re doing better. I think about your situation often. Knowing Brook is there helps lightened my concerns. How fortunate for you to be with each other.

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Frenchy

8th February 2016, 23:03

How nice to hear affirmation that PA is lovingly patrolled ! The watchmen patrol away from the glare of ' The Fireside ', rarely intervening, always supporting...

I am excited to live thru' these changes to come, and, though I am elderly, contaminated by ' Morgs ', ( my nickname for morgellons ! ), I somehow know, I'm here to live thru' this period.... and, I'm lovin' it !

Constance

9th February 2016, 00:25

This little girl touches my :heart:

Somewhere is the song. Somehow, someway, we will find a way...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsLsOQhT6hI

Lost N Found

9th February 2016, 00:57

My Brother the lion warrior. It is so enlightening to see you up and around and doing better. It would appear that you have been in a battle for sure. I watched this video today and it brought you clearly to the top. Sitting bull was so right on in prayers and dreams. It is a shame that what happened after all this was something that took all of us away from the Great spirit, The Divine Creator. Be well my brother and Sister Shadowself. You are both blessed.

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Love to all around this fire
Steven

Shadowself

9th February 2016, 15:23

Good Morning!

Yes Lionhawk is among the living again. Talking my head off! LOL

One thing to note...when he got over whatever this was about his eyesight seemed better. Curious eh?

You should have seen him going on and on about it when he first realized it while I was watching television...he could actually read some of the words and he was confused and amazed all at the same time.

Anywho....I'm hoping it stays that way. He has always told me about this three day thing and it seems it must have been something along the lines of...yeah..what he said....

I'm just glad to report as he has a recovery much needed. I was hugely concerned and worried.

Now hopefully in the next few weeks I will work on something and create a thread for it. I've done some extensive research into one of those past life recalls which boggled my mind for quite some time. I've been meaning to ad this to the forum and have in one way but have not added my most recent findings which kind of blew my mind on several levels. It's about that TIME thing that obsesses me...and I think I may have hit onto something of a rare finding. I may be wrong...but it sure is interesting and will certainly exercise the mind for sure when you take the time to read it. It will have something for everyone that's for sure to ponder on a larger scale which even if it's not what I believe it to be is still an interesting concept.

I mean.... time...after all...you can't leave home without it eh?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qM6HnDAeR8U

Meggings

11th February 2016, 12:47

"A campfire is a wonderful way to activate your inner insight. It is one thing to have a fire in the fireplace inside in winter or to heat the house with a wood stove. But to gather outside at night and to ground the space to gather with friends over a fire to chat, to talk to put things together. it really activates the opening of certain data inside."

Spoken by Barbara Marciniak to an acquaintance of mine. She also suggested going to actual places where you have had other lifetimes - that both of these things, the outdoor campfire with friends, and what I personally call "place memory", activate DNA and memory.

Shadowself

14th February 2016, 16:34

Good Morning and Happy Valentines Day!
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Lionhawk

15th February 2016, 14:38

What a Winter so far. Got up this morning, rekindled the fire, got coffee made, with a new skiff of snow everywhere. We really have it easier than most folks as far as snow amounts and frigid temps. Anytime I can hear the furnace stop running to catch it's own breathe, is a good thing.

I couldn't help but notice the past life posts and Frenchy's comment about her front row seat.

IMO, I find it a most worthy subject simply because it is not so far fetched. At first you don't know what to think. How can you prove it? Even Jesus couldn't convince the Church of Rome of such a thing. But to ask questions that go beyond the most obvious of questions, such as, "Did I have a past life?", will cause you to expand your mind in awareness. To compile evidence to your questions, a recording device and a clip board, will get you started. When folks speak in different languages from different time lines, you will have some evidence. Also more questions.

What I came to realize is that there is only one past life, and the rest of it are soul expeditions in different time lines. An interesting thing in all of this is you participated in the choosing of the parameters of those expeditions.

I just HOPE that there is a profound change within the next two years. An event that will catch everyone's attention on the Globe that will cause a great pause as to where we really should be.

Stay warm. :waving:

Meggings

15th February 2016, 18:34

A shout out "Hallo!" to Lionhawk! We were heartened when Shadowself told us you were in the land of the living, and then you posted afterwards here http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=1044738&viewfull=1#post1044738. You put our minds at ease (sort of), for your description of separating "a construct" from your energetic body did not sound pleasant, nor easy, nor run-of-the-mill.

I was up in the night as has become rather usual, and I had had a strong sense that I wanted to hear from you, that we would be hearing from you soon, and here you are this morning. It is good to hear from you.

Touching on Shadowself's theme of "time", I would be interested to read her experiences with and thoughts about it. I know that we can travel with conscious awareness outside of time through our own biological "spaceship", and I recall joyfully falling into and out of time just for the sheer pleasure of it. This would have been in a higher dimensional space, while yet I still held a thread of conscious awareness connected to my personality mind and body. Having travelled timelines I understand time is malleable to us, and as we evolve, will become more so to more of us.

...This post has been open for hours since beginning it. Grand-daughter came in and she painted a picture since I began trying to send out this "hallo" to Lionhawk. I read with interest your sentence: "What I came to realize is that there is only one past life, and the rest of it are soul expeditions in different time lines." and wonder if you'd elaborate on it a bit more for us to see your understanding.

We all trust that your improved eyesight will continue improving, and delight in that good news.

Here is an experiment to put pictures up on a "cloud" and download them on the forum. Rachel kindly found this service and this is my first attempt...I have no clue what of all the variations offered mean, nor what the picture will look like that I have uploaded from my computer. This image is related to time, and to other lifetimes, for last year I was bopping along (as a point of consciousness, travelling perhaps as an orb, but that is just my supposition), and saw many scenes. One was of a British Officer in all his polished glory, walking along a London, UK street. Although I see things clearly, I rarely can find the exact match on internet searches. Here's a Victorian British officer's helmet similar to the one I saw on a timeline travel.

http://s20.postimg.org/j0fw3qihp/British_Empire_helmet_circa_1881.jpg (http://postimage.org/) free image hosting (http://postimage.org/)

Matthew

16th February 2016, 00:19

I have wondered about my prior lives or life. I have a strong early memory of a weird scene. It might be residual pre-verbal memory simply from before I learned to speak. However rightly or wrongly I think of it as an inter-life memory, from before I was born. I'm in front of a 'council' of heads. I try to escape but before I get away I'm hit by a massive boulder... or that's the feeling.

What was I trying to escape? Why? I've had a blessed life though when I look at my life in 21st century England. Very few in the history of our world have had freedoms like me, and access to such a wide range of reading material (and other medium). So whatever I was escaping from, if it is indeed an inter-life memory .. Was I bad person escaping judgement? Was I a new soul and nievely scared running at my own shadow? I have no idea. Why do I seem to have had a blessed life?

Profound lessons I learned so far in this life: Courage is a choice. Some things are worth staying and fighting for. These two were each the result of esoteric experience that touched me and shaped my life. I think the universe is telling me to have courage, stay and fight for what I think and feel is right. Sort of makes sense when I think of it like that

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Lionhawk

16th February 2016, 18:51

This latest stomach bug is serious. We heard yesterday of a 42 year old lady who needed medical assistance because she couldn't stop throwing up and was expelling blood. She might of tore something internally.

It sure knocked me down for the count and recouping has been no picnic either as the diabetes just adds a new facet to fighting back in terms of challenges.

Eyes have stabilized somewhat and Brook and I will adjust as things change. Granted it is disheartening to not be able to respond in the fashion I would like to be able too. Going blind doesn't bother me so much because it is just a natural process, organic, part of getting old. I accept that as so. I'm not playing the role of a victim here despite my genetic flaws.

The "past life" thing is really unique for everyone. Preconceptions and presumptions should have limited input as not to limit your results. In other words, keep it simple. Keep your mind open.

I can only offer what I have learned and I can not say that what I know to be is for you to just plainly accept as so. Anything I say will be second hand to you. So keep in the first hand and your results will exceed any expectations you may have.

Now to kind of answer Miss Meggin's inquiry, I will just ask how many souls do you have? Most of us have one, unless you have company, a walk-in, or whatever. One soul life with many adventures. Those adventures will also help you find out what you are about. As I investigated into this subject, I also ran into somethings that were not wanted. Simply because the door that leads down the rabbit hole can connect to other doors that lead to other places. Some of those other places can be traps. Remember that caution must be exercised every step of the process. Your life is a serious thing so treat it that way and you will discover better results. Running into a demonic entity while pursuing your past lives can complicate things in a hurry. So always do a proper grounding and some shielding work to protect yourself from the unwanted. You will increase your frequency by doing the simple little things. Another little secret that you never hear about is to do a final grounding exercise at the end of your session work. In this way you control the opening of the door and the closing of it, whereby if you just did a grounding at the beginning and then opened the door, and didn't close it, something may want to work it's way through, and intrude.

So ground, then shield, have your session, then do a closing ground exercise. What you will find are some added benefits from at least doing the ground closing. What you will find is that when you have another session, your opening grounding exercise will start from a point that you previously established. This will speed up the process and take some of the redundancy out of it. Keep it simple and consistent, and still be flexible in thought so you can tweak your own progress.

The process is complicated enough. so keep it simple. Also to have a friend to assist you is always beneficial. Keep records of everything you do. And finally know that you will make mistakes. Part of learning about yourself. Just make good on it the next time. Stay flexible.

When you add up your past lives, and there could be several thousand of them, you will come to know who you really are. This is also a good way to discover the big picture and the roles that you have played within it.

This is also a way to "KNOW THYSELF."

Constance

19th February 2016, 03:21

Feeding the flames now...

Some time ago now, my son and I made this pottery bowl from coiled clay and we really had a great time with it. It was effortless to create and it inspired me to find other ways of creating something from the earth.

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So many people say to me that it would be impossible to return to our natural state of being because we would need to live like savages but after seeing so many examples of people creating amazing things using nothing but the natural elements, I am not convinced.

For your viewing pleasure.

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

Matthew

20th February 2016, 15:41

A beautiful zeal
Inevitable blinding
Can glow after it burns down

Lionhawk

20th February 2016, 19:32

RunningDeer said this, "Fear paralyzes. The antidote is action for action’s sake." Post #197

Well, I have sat on my hands these last few days and they are starting to turn a different shade of blue. I have exercised "Detachment." The difference here is that i do have a horse in the race.

Intentions are everything. What are yours?

I made a nice post the other day to honor those who have put several logs on the fire, that are no longer here. Those who have contributed their time and efforts to bring things of the first hand forth. I DELETED IT! Simply because I didn't want to rock anyone's boat. Forgive me for seeing their inner light shine as they did. Also forgive me for getting to close in terms of endearment. All this was a wake up call for me. A lesson to not get to close to folks because in one swoop they are no longer. A lesson of the heart once again. When will I ever learn? Maybe never. So much for the warm and fuzzy........ Also forgive me for experiencing a loss of sorts. This last episode finally caught my attention.

Then I always seem to end on the square that says, "To What End?" Well there is no end. More will come and more will go. The spiritual hypocrisy will continue to rear it's STS head and we will never and I mean never get ahead of it if we keep allowing it.

10 years ago, an event occurred. A life saving event that saved the very life of the very Planet you all live on. You all don't know about it. It was a global event and several battles were also fought along with an extensive healing for Gaia. The very air you now breath was not in the cards 10 years ago for today. The date was Dec. 3, 2005, @ 2 PM. No light worker lost their life on that day. But many of the dark side did.

The playing field was reset. Gaia also received technological upgrades to her systems. Her systems had been severely damaged throughout and she was about to die as a Planet. All because of the abuse that has taken place here. In spirit form she looked like an old piece of leather. Very old and no joy in her eyes. The Darkside had hijacked her systems and her kingdoms and the toll of that was killing her. But the real killer was what I call, "Apathy." When good men and women do nothing. Sit on a fence and just watch it all happen around them without having the spiritual fortitude to do something greater than themselves.

Do you know why the Planets all look brighter today? Do you know why the Planets are expanding in size? The reason is simple. Before 2005, Gaia was unplugged from the rest of the Solar System by the Darkside. On Dec. 3rd, she was plugged back into the Solar System with her new upgrades. The day after which would be Dec. 4th, Gaia started to radiate a purple glow. Do you know what that purple color means?

In simple fundamental terms, what you don't see or what you refuse to see, is starring you right back in your face. The Solar System is a body of energy and the Planets have connections with each other, along with the Sun. Unplug any of those connections and the output resonant frequency of that body will diminish. Basically simple electric principles are at work here. Kind of like taking a light bulb out of a series circuit.

This event was what the ascended masters had also been waiting for. You see, the herd have been waiting for a Savior. So they have done nothing but wait. What the ascended masters were also waiting, so they were doing nothing but waiting. What they were waiting for was for someone on the Planet to step up and do something. How many times have we heard them plea for us to meet them half way? Well this someone and a small handful of souls did that and then some. The "then some" was such that these ascended masters took a seat and watched what played out. They also assisted, but that assistance was upon certain requests by the leader of that little group. Miracles happened on that day.

Souls that had been taken to other worlds for what ever exploitation, were rescued. Persons and other sentient life that had been forced to hide in various underground facilities in our Solar System were now FREE to come out to the surface and function once again. It was a GOOOD Day!

The issues of my brother, Dave Corwin, having 3 types of cancer, were also addressed. 5 months after, the Doctors at the VA ran so many tests on him, because now he was totally cancer free. That was one of many miracles on that day. Dave lived another 10 years and died last Jan. 2015.

We disrupted the Darkside's logistical network in this Solar System. The Crystal Kingdom that had been hijacked by the Darkside was also freed. And you have no idea how many factions from out there that came in support of that event. They just came. Why? In support for Gaia is why. They came from all over, from far away, in support and I thank them as well.

As the sub title of this forum says, "Chronicles of the Human Awakening." I guess this is just one chronicle of that awakening. I also left a lot out. The reason is that this first hand account probably isn't that warm and fuzzy cup of tea you maybe seeking.

After that Event, I was offered, for lack of better words, 3 jobs. I turned them all down. I have also been visited by some cool characters. Some that you only know by the words or names you may have read. Not because you truly know them in the first hand. Because if you did know them, you would not dishonor them with comments based in the second hand as i so often see everywhere I look.

Last year was a big year. Just not for the fence sitters or armchair quarter backs that ride the second hand wave. I will just say, things could be very different today if some folks didn't put anything into action or just sat on a fence. Many battles have been fought and it would seem we have gained some better ground.

Enjoy your preoccupations and just know things will be right as rain. And please keep your spiritual hypocrisy to yourself.

Namaste'

Heartsong

21st February 2016, 04:38

Lionheart, I'd like to hear more about the changes of December 2005. Your post is the first I've heard of it. I'd love to know all that you know (probably not possible).

Also, I feel I become close to people only to find they have left to travel on. I feel much closer to people than they do to me sometimes. I don't know why. I think about my friends from grade school, people I only saw from a distance, people whom I met once and never met again. Maybe it's a strength. Maybe it's a weakness. My memories fill my heart but then again leave me feeling empty. I wish I could tell people how significant they are to me. When I do, they look at me oddly.

Joe Sustaire

21st February 2016, 15:47

Lost N Found

21st February 2016, 17:04

Good morning fellow campers. It always seems to play the same tune. folks come and folks go. All the reasons vary greatly. I do know this. When a life force contact is made it is always forever more. even if that contact goes in a different direction there is always the residual spirit. If that be a memory then that is always there. LIfe is reciprocal, it is cylindrical and it is eternal. Once touched always connected. Yes there is sadness but there is also joy. It is said that Attitude makes the difference in how we as particles of life move through this particular plane of existence. Wonder if that goes for the next plane and the next?

Is it just acceptance? Is that Love? Will we all connect our lights to each other and shift or are we destined to just shift one at a time and continue to recycle?

I stand with Joe above, Brother Lionhawk that was a powerful post. As for 2005 I did feel a shift in my life. Maybe not seeing the bigger picture but at least looking further out as best as could at the time. Brings a story/movie to the forefront. "The Lathe of Heaven" A Man was dying after a nuclear bomb happened and began to dream and every time he dreamed reality changed but he could remember everything prior to the change and he could remember the death of man from the beginning. So Question? Are we all just dreaming. When we remember a past life did we dream a new reality but that past life comes up? Our soul is just one but we move through time and space and different realities. This could just be rambling but I have dreams that are so real that when I wake up it seems that this is the dream and I really should be in the dream.

Good Morning, Just a branch on the fire here this morning
Love to all my brothers and sisters keeping the fire burning
Steven

Lionhawk

23rd February 2016, 00:16

As far as Dec. 3rd goes, the whole purpose was to heal the Planet. We weren't looking for a fight or any type of confrontation. But the PTB weren't going to have any of it and they basically went on the attack. Their attacks failed and they suffered the consequences of their actions.

Many folks don't have a clue and I am sorry to say that. I'm not talking about Dec. 3rd. I'm talking about what has been aligned against this Planet by the Darkside. I'm talking about the whole scope of it. It isn't just our Planet at stake, but the Solar System as well. There are those who truly know what is at stake, but they are so far and so few.

The Darkside has even pulled technology from the days of Antiquity, to destroy this Planet. There were three Planet destroyers being sent here in 2004. This technology was to be used because it was intended to get under the radar. Along with ships loaded for bear of Reptilians. These ships were dispatched from the Alpha Centauri, loaded with 20 to 30 thousand troops per ship. Their version of the Green Beret. These ships entered the South Pole and docked. Unloaded and sent back for more.

So when I hear of folks who do not acknowledge the bad ET factor, I just wonder what their agenda is. And lets us not forget the old Luciferian faction who partnered up with the Draconians and Reptilians.

Our hands were full on that day, on these fronts i have mentioned. Forgive me for being reserved here. For you see, there are agents everywhere that are aligned with the EL matrix, even to this day, embedded everywhere you turn. It's fact and not paranoia.

I also found it odd later on that Alex Collier mentioned that we would finally be in the 4th dimension on Dec. 3rd, 2013.

This event took form at a small forum board. Everyone was invited to attend, even the trolls that were there. They were not happy when they found out that they didn't have the right stuff to show up and be part of that small gathering. They had no one else to blame but themselves. All they did was cry about it.

Gaia looks much younger now. There is no turning back. She is not tabled to die as before. We came very close to that. I'm talking about the field of potential or probability field.

Let's just say I do try to get along with everybody. Even those that have EL matrix origins. But what lesson that I did learn, at least for me, is that given any amount of time, no matter how things look on the surface, as in warm and fuzzy, my back has a target on it, and they will eventually take a stab at it. And they will use Spiritual Hypocrisy to achieve that goal.

What happened on that day, set the Darkside back for awhile, we knew they were going to regroup and they did. It took a good 6 months, but in those 6 months, things were much more peaceful. Actually quiet. Like the calm before the storm, quiet. Also, what we did and how we did it, was totally organic. No hardware was used by our little group. In other words, we did not use any technology during the process.

Keep in mind this is second hand info to you here. I am revealing this at this time because the path I am currently on may prevent me in the future to tell it.

On that note, I thank everyone for listening. It is with hope, that everyone who has read this, will reflect upon it as a good thing.

Much has happened since. Last year especially. The wars in the heavens if you will. The EL matrix is exposed now and it is being dealt with in a major way. Enough is enough. They were given a choice.

That all being said, remember to validate your work. 3 validations as to a piece of work will enforce your own matrix foundation. Keep it simple and don't get caught up in polarity issues like in right and wrong. It would seem that the truth lies between in the distrotion field of what is right and what is wrong.

Some of you may think my ego has gotten the better of me. Well, change your filters. Because to do this type of work there has to be an element of the ego. A balanced one. An ego where it becomes resonate.

Also for the record, I am not seeking an Interview. God knows I don't want to end up like some cheap target for everyone's polarized entertainment on some forum board or You Tube to be judged. All I wanted to do here was to let you all know, that some of you can realize your potential and do something greater than yourself to benefit our Solar System. It is your choice and I will leave it at that.

On the judgement note, I will judge. I have had to many folks tell me it's raining, but in fact all they were doing were pissing on my moccasins. I would probably be dead if I didn't if you catch my drift. Where is the spiritual integrity in that?

Thanks for listening!

Namaste'

Lost N Found

23rd February 2016, 02:26

Thank you brother. Your giving helps to open hearts to the light and love does conquer all.

Just brother Steven

Shadowself

25th February 2016, 15:28

Whoa...that coffee looks so good! I have a short fireside story to share....Fact or fiction it does not matter.

Morpheus and the Ship of Dreams

Morpheus....the god of dreams.... 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. One day he happened upon a port where a woman was waiting for him. Assistance she needed... and that would be his demise in the grand scheme of things. But he fell in love with her. Her name was Iris. They played often in the ship of dreams. For 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 and most of all his love for Iris. Irony played fate as he was buried in the cave where his dreams were born...with poppy fields as far as the eye could see. Keeping him asleep until one fateful day a word was uttered.... that 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 with nature.

Work no more for the dreams of kings... be your master and live your own dream...you earned it.

Carry on Captain

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMPGljxE-sk

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morpheus_%28mythology%29

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

Was it just a dream?

Constance

25th February 2016, 21:51

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RunningDeer

25th February 2016, 22:12

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Matrix Soundtrack - Neo vs. Morpheus.
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Lost N Found

26th February 2016, 02:51

Waking up yes, being awake yes but dreaming yes, Dreams are real, what is around us is the matrix. connections are happening
My Dear Sister Shadowself, thank you so much, My twin flame thanks you so much she totally was amazed by you post. So here is just another catch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-DmAh0dObI

Love to all around this warm fire
Steven

Shadowself

26th February 2016, 15:55

Good Morning!

Seeing all the Matrix posts reminded me....I have something cool to share. When my late son was taking films in college one of the perks was they sent some of the students out for actual filming shoots. John's first experience in film he ended up getting an extra job on the set of a movie called Point Break.

Here is a still with John...Neo and the Ghost....

and from the film he was an extra playing football on the beach scene.

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John's best shot is at 1:35

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWWH-s8yGUE

After that he was hooked on film making.

Lionhawk

26th February 2016, 16:26

It was good to hear that the Bells and Whistles came on for you as to my story. One of the things that you picked up on was a sword. The power of that sword. Just remember that the sword is an extension of that power. And power might not be the right term.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_O3k-RpV2c

Calz

26th February 2016, 16:47

If you guys don't stop I'm gonna have to watch the Matrix again for about the ... *20th* ... time.

Got my money's worth on that dvd. http://www.pic4ever.com/images/budo.gif

Thank you ... continues to be such an awesome thread ...

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Lionhawk

26th February 2016, 17:33

Just 20? :bigsmile:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOg9IcxuV2g

Lost N Found

26th February 2016, 21:48

The sword is the extension of the spiritual power that is you. It is the organic, It is the symbol of the warrior. A wick of bright light to vanquish the darkness You ride the lightning as it burns the darkness away, You wield that blade to strike at the misty shadows. The lion of God.

Brother Steven

Debra

26th February 2016, 22:44

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Healed/talking-stick-fire-wood_zpsu7yfiwef.JPG

Journal Snippets of Pigeon Medicine

No chickens, but I feed the pigeons. From start to finish it's under an hour but the joy is carried all the way home. It’s one of the highlights of my day.

Friday, October 31, 2014

Seems the word is out where I park my car. It’s been a couple days where the pigeons meet up with me as I finish off my walk. I’ve already passed out their lunch boxes on the other side. Now, they’re coming around for seconds. Good thing I carry extra jars.

With all the stuff that goes on in everyones’ lives, here I am posting about pigeons. It’s one of the best parts of my day.

Tuesday, January 12, 2015

I go out most days. This time of year the temperature runs about 15 to 25F/-9 to -3C. The wind chill is a challenge. One big motivator is that I feed the pigeons. They know my car and several times they’ve flown across to greet me before I get out. One little guy warms himself on the car hood while I put my gloves and hat and grab the bird seed.

We walk along the sidewalks and cross the street together. They coo-coo to announce that Birdseed Lady’s here. I feel them flying in my auric field. It makes me giggle.

If Cesar Millan, the Dog Whisperer, saw me he'd say that I'm not a good pack leader because I moon walk (not the Michael Jackson way) the last ten-twenty feet to our family dinner table.

Cesar Millan, the Dog Whisperer
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Belly tickles…there’s competition for who’ll be the first to sit on Birdseed Lady’s head. A brave one topped it today. He sat on my hand. I stood there soaking in whatever heart pounding time I had with him.

Then his friends called up to him, “Hey, Henry, she won’t feed us if you stay there.”
They yelled to Henrietta, who was perched on my head, “Wash your hands and sit down for dinner.”

Wednesday, February 25th

It was windy that day, so the sound isn't great.

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Hey, I am languishing in the past here .. been basking for some time trying to take in the whole talking stick movement before I poke my nose in and join you for offerings from my heart. And then the magic door opened as I was taking in some of Running Deer's Pigeon Medicine , I bump somewhere on my iPad and the quick reply drops down.

Busted :bigsmile:

Thank you Lionhawk .. i find great poetry and solace and soulful goodness here. It is where I go to disappear and breathe deeply after stepping out of this crazy world. I am so very grateful.

To all who enrich this thread, it's greetings from one of your fans following up behind on page 14 and post #264 ..

:blushing:

RunningDeer

27th February 2016, 00:06

Hey, I am languishing in the past here .. been basking for some time trying to take in the whole talking stick movement before I poke my nose in and join you for offerings from my heart. And then the magic door opened as I was taking in some of Running Deer's Pigeon Medicine...

Hi Zebra,
Plenty coffee and cocoa and snacks.http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/coffeebath_zpsrpxxmm0c.GIFFeel free to drop a log into the fire anytime.

As for the latest ‘Paula's Pigeon Report’: There have been no head or hand sitters this season. Though, one guy brushed against my hair while in flight a couple of weeks back.

This season many follow along as I spread out the seed where they once would fly off. Some figured out my method of spreading the seed so everyone eats without competition. They beat me to the second spot.

It’s a win-win. I save $ on a gym membership. The little friends get dinner. I get sun, fresh air and coo-coo songs.

Jonathan Livingston Seagull - Skybird
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Lionhawk

27th February 2016, 17:59

If I may add a log.......

That's a very powerful post there Lionhawk, and I thank you for it!

First let me say that it's never wrong, in my opinion, to recognize and honor the inner light in another, especially when they have helped light the way by adding logs to the fire. And remember, that boats often need rocking! It gets our attention and we might possibly learn something.

As to coming and going..... life seems full of cliques, it seems to be our way. It seems as though we never really get out of junior high. And I feel your sense of loss as friends disappear. And painful as it is, let's hope we never get so toughened that we protect ourselves from making connections to others.

As to your revelation of the Gaia saving event of ten years ago, you're right. I know nothing. I don't doubt you, it just appears to be above my pay grade. I've often felt that the reason the sun continues to rise each morning is because someone somewhere is sending up "prayers and smoke" that is recognized and keeps it all going.

I often feel isolated in this world. I try to listen, act, have faith, and do my part in this life, but don't connect well with this civilization around me. I don't understand, I don't see things the way most of our culture sees things. I do best close to nature. The real world, as best I can tell. As Tom Waits said, "when life gets you down, and things aren't going your way, just remember, there's always a campfire and a can of beans!" Paraphrased as best as I can remember, but often that seems to be about as good as it can get, which is why I value checking into the campfire around here.

Smoke and prayers to all......

I thank-you for your post Joe. Your solid as far as I am concern. I would like to hear more from you around this fire. You have the right energy and I am sure you will find yourself among great company.

For some reason, I read your post this morning and I said to self that maybe I could do a better job explaining. Why I posted this story was to balance the energy around our fire due to a few set backs we have had lately. Those setbacks have diminished the light from our fire sad to say. I was totally blindsided, but no longer.

So as my train of thought went down the tracks, I thought of those who have a good solid connection with me and understand me as to where I am coming from. One of these souls must have heard my thoughts and gave me a very powerful message this morning. He gets it! Just as though he saw my experience through my eyes and then translated it from his heart. A most grateful thank-you from me to you, Brother Beren! :Angel: You made my day! :bigsmile:

And then there is Brother Steven. A master teacher among us. Absolute Divinity. You walk the walk despite everything. You get it too! Just know I really do appreciate you and all that you do for others. I am in great company.

I just wanted to say this now while we are all still breathing. I respect you too much to leave it to chance.

So as this campfire continues to burn, the wonderful connections that can be made around it, can never be severed despite the personal agendas of others. I might be going blind, but I can see.

Many Blessings to all at this great house. Spring is coming. :sun:

Constance

27th February 2016, 23:02

For all around the campfire

I won't let you go...:grouphug:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sgRb_lfIZ6A

Lost N Found

28th February 2016, 02:09

WoW. Powerful song and feeling I got the tears and that is what makes this fire so warm and so connecting. The heart speaks. Folks do hold on. Love does not let go. I could just say so much to all around this fire, It does make my heart feel and grow to know all Open up the mind, Open up the heart. Stand in the light and vanquish the dark. I give this then to keep the fire warm and I saw the flame die a bit too, but it is for all of us to keep making it bright and warm. Here is a flame to smile and feel.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Y9whMPo-_U[/url]

and to all a warm love this evening
Brother Steven

Lionhawk

28th February 2016, 19:17

I think Morpheus would appreciate this next video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bKwRW0l-Qk

This one is for Shadowself

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WcWHZc8s2I

Constance

1st March 2016, 04:05

Putting a tiny little twig on the fire...may it burn long...

I just had to share this with you all because it seemed so profound to me...

I'm so in awe of trees right now...

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Heartsong

1st March 2016, 16:46

Heartsong here, reporting in.

Thank you for holding me during my last storm. I'm stronger now.

Today we move Mom into an assisted living environment. It meant a month of going through boxes of possessions that were historical for both her and me. She had been living in an enormous apartment and is going down to a studio apartment. Although forgetful she still has her brilliant mind and a very sharp tongue. As of today she's showing her best side and going gracefully into her new place. She's 95. Although she's determined to "do for herself", she'll have someone take care of her medication and as she needs it, be there for dressing and bathing. According to her Dr, she could live for years or die tomorrow.

Our oak floors were professionally refinished a month ago and our "stuff" is still in boxes while mom's life is sorted. As we remodeled other rooms in our house we uncovered 3/4 solid oak floors, covered by carpet for 50 years. Having 3 rooms refinished meant that we were out of our house for 4 days while the fumes and dust dissipated. The floors are beautiful.

I look forward to planting spring flowers and trips to the beach. There may be a road trip in our future, down south from Oregon to Arizona to Missouri and back via a northern route. Timing depends on the snow in the rockies.

Blessings to all of you and those you love.

Shadowself

2nd March 2016, 16:32

Good Morning!

Just stopped by today because I've been pondering on things past and present. Future yet to come....

Over all I came to the conclusion as I have many times over that being blessed if even for a short time is the most precious gift and I have truly been blessed.

I am blessed to be in such great company...thank you all...

With that I send you blessings and the art of....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BkT6-CDIjw

Lost N Found

7th March 2016, 02:32

Thank you so much Shadowself that is beautiful.

I caught this and it fit me today. A dear brother and I had a conversation about long lost times and the blessings we recieved. I told him that I was just sitting here watching the wheels go round and he sent this to me. Well I am sitting here with tears of yesteryear and I am dreaming even though I have fallen off the the merrry go round and am awake.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MmCMPqK9v0[/url]

So I give my love to those around this fire and stay warm my brothers and sisters
Steven

Matthew

9th March 2016, 10:54

Good song. Tag onto this one. It gives tribute to Lennons classic song Imagine

"You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one"

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Pushing and shoving indeed as we work out how to share resources and territory like the road at rush hour, or the food counter at lunch. Urban struggles. The battle for good has many fronts. If "as above so below", does it follow "as below so in the forum, the road at rush hour and the queue for fast food"? .. following the fracally unfolding nature of experience. To error on the side of love and mercy but in the morning rush hour traffic before coffee

Billy

9th March 2016, 17:35

Hi everyone, the magic of India holds me closely wherever I travel, I arose at 5.30 am this morning to hopefully catch a glimpse of the Solar Eclipse, but the mist did not dispers until afterwards.
Indonesia and surrounding countries had a great event.

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Meanwhile back at the ranch, my home in Scotland has been blessed by the Sun in a different way.
Two days ago the Aurora Borealis performed spectacularly.

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Great news Heartsong. :clapping:

Hugs from India. :bearhug::heart:

Lost N Found

12th March 2016, 21:42

Good afternoon fellow campers. Been fishing and caught a few. Had tears in my eyes for days and caught the lights rays. Been lost for so long but got found by a song. Just here to give some love to those that catch a dove. Oh what a day for brothers and sisters.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVmpNZ31CXw

And it is a wonderful world

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3yCcXgbKrE

And this is just love to all around the campfire
Steven

RunningDeer

12th March 2016, 22:42

Just here to give some love to those that catch a dove. Oh what a day for brothers and sisters.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/dove_heart_zps98e83de4.JPG

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/one_dove_zpsa6caea05.JPG

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/flying_dove_zps3278c84e.JPG

♡

Michelle Marie

13th March 2016, 00:02

Awesome, Running Dear! Cuz you are dear!!! Love the dove pictures.

I also love the warm feeling behind the words "Brothers and Sisters" that are prevalent on this thread and forum.

So, hello! Brothers and Sisters. I can't seem to keep up, but I stop by often...every chance I get. This is a great forum for spreading love and truth. Truly, we are FREE!

So here's some love from me: :heart: feel the blessings!
Michelle Marie

Michelle Marie

13th March 2016, 00:15

I just found this thread today.

Great advice from early post: know thySelf and keep the connection to Creator strong (paraphrased)

Thank you for all of the high vibrations from shared music and wisdom. I really appreciate the input from everybody!

Also, noteworthy in the beginning of the thread about purified/awakened brings being targeted. I've realized this to be a true phenomenon. My personal practice-solution is to recognize and utilize my own Divine authority, consciously manage my energy field (maintaining high vibration, closing aura, willful affirmations, etc.)

Practice staying out of fear or taking things personally, forgiving and loving anyway, creating conscious patterns of gratitude, peace, and love. It takes self-monitoring and continual adjustments to get better-and ground that vibration in every moment.

My soul feels more empowered, naturally. A new "instinct" takes over in specific moments sometimes. I just spoke to another person who has experienced this phenomenon. How about you?

Blessings of Peace,
Michelle Marie

Lost N Found

13th March 2016, 00:43

Welcome to the campfire Sister Michelle Marie. The fire is warm for all and all are looked for in love. We love to here your stories and shed love to it all.

Brother Steven

Michelle Marie

13th March 2016, 00:51

Welcome to the campfire Sister Michelle Marie. The fire is warm for all and all are looked for in love. We love to here your stories and shed love to it all.

Brother Steven

Thank you so much for the warm welcome. The fire of love keeps burning stronger in my heart. I'm so glad I'm getting better by overcoming false programming. I'm staying in nature a lot. It's very healing for my heart and soul.

Transmissions of peaceful vibrations and blessings of love and truth are meant to be radiated and shared.

Here's an old poem by "anonymous" that I love:

Love wasn't put in your heart to stay.
Love isn't love 'till you give it away.
:heart:

Thanks again,
Michelle Marie

Lost N Found

13th March 2016, 02:36

Dear Sister RunningDeer, You are such a peach, Thank you for the Doves of love.

Dear Sister Michelle Marie, The Poem you have quoted is so right on. I have always known that love has to flow through and not be trapped in a soul/spirit. when it is trapped and not given back out it turns into hate and becomes very harmful to the one that does not let it flow. Thank you so much for that.

Brother Steven

Calz

13th March 2016, 07:56

Keith Emerson of Emerson, Lake & Palmer dies at 71

Thank you for all you have blessed us with ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKvGVVpj9jQ

Lost N Found

17th March 2016, 13:26

The sky feels empty, The days are lonely.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4FEn-ZKdDg

Just another brother on his way to eternity
Steven

Matthew

17th March 2016, 19:41

Steven, much love
Matthew

Calz

18th March 2016, 02:31

Fanfare for the common man ...

Ya think???

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fK92hdp6u18

Constance

18th March 2016, 02:36

My dearest brother Steven,

Big earth shaking hugs to enfold you :bearhug::bearhug::bearhug:

all my love,

Constance

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHr9CJRhTPk&feature=player_embedded

Lost N Found

23rd March 2016, 21:24

Well here is a day of sadness, I dreamed all night about Keys. Kept seeing the keys and then watching them transform into something else that would unlock whatever I could stick the key into. Could never find what I could stick a key into but every time I would pick up the changed key I would find myself looking at the process of the key being changed again. So this morning I got up and went looking for some keys I had misplaced and low and behold I found them. They were in plain sight. I have been looking for them since a month ago. Well I guess I have OKD. My twin flame asked what that might be so I told her Obsessive Key Disorder.

I am watching the logs burn out while I stand on a corner waiting for the wind to blow down on me and I wonder.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKDPaf40LCw

If I am in Repair.

I feel at a loss or something has been lost, My OKD may be overwhelming me.

I give my deep love to all that still sit here and those that are growing with the new spring.
Brother Steven

Constance

23rd March 2016, 22:20

I am here too, watching the fire burning and reflecting upon what is unfolding in this life for myself and all.

I am so amazed that you found your keys brother! I really chuckled over you having OKD.

Maybe what appears to be lost is just the key in transformation.

A song literally came out of the ether this morning and into my head and heart.

The song came after I read your post Steven and listened to the heartfelt song you posted. As I have not heard it for maybe 30 or so years, I looked it up and this is what I found...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRvv8dk6a0A

When I saw it from the divine; our future selves guiding and beckoning us on; I was blown away.

with much love to all around the campfire,

Constance

Lost N Found

24th March 2016, 02:27

Thank you my dear Constance.The magic of love runs deep and wide with cool clear waters. In the other frame (William is a gift to us all).

You have coined and opened something with my OKD, Yes I found a lost part and a key does fit and for all around this campfire I am throwing a log on it to keep the fire burning. So here is a beginning and some continuance.

A story about good and bad times and Fishing

I was born into a blessed time. A mid century baby that entered this world in something called the beginnings of Camelot. I don’t know if that was real or not but I began to grow up in an era of peace and joy. Sure there was another war happening but to me it did not exist. My parents both had grown up on farms and ranches and went to school in small towns My Father was the ninth child of ten in his family and he was almost the youngest. My Mother was the older of two children in her family and she grew up on a ranch riding horses and doing all that a child does on a ranch. My Grandpa on Dad’s side was a Blacksmith but I never got to meet him in life because he passed before I was born. My other Grandparents were around a lot in my younger years so I did get to experience them.

Okay those are the beginnings and growing towards 6 years old I lived on a large farm in Colorado. As a child I was always doing things. We always went swimming in the drain ditches and rivers, There were small ponds and lakes around that all the kids would gravitate to and have fun. When I was old enough to walk and talk life was all about exploring. So I more than likely was running around in diapers playing in the dirt and doing what ever a baby boy could find to do. That big farm I was growing up on had Hugh fields of fresh vegetables. I would take a shaker of salt and go into the tomato fields and eat them off the vines. I miss that so much in this today’s life. My older brother and I would wade through the irrigated fields and I remember one time trying to cross an electric fence as we had waded through a field of water. My brother was really a snot and told me to hold the fence open so he could get through first. Grabbing hold of a 3 volt wire while barefoot, standing in water, can make one pee themselves fairly fast. Hey that can be a bad time. Never did that again and did get even with my brother by hitting him with a fresh cow pie. When we climbed over that fence we did not know at the time that a very large bull was on the other side so the chase that ensued from that was quite exhilarating. I could talk for along time about that place but I was only five when we moved to a farm that my dad had purchased. He actually built the house we all moved into. The farm was 17 acres smack dab in the middle of 640 acres of fruit trees. Okay so I got to grow up eating fresh fruit and vegetables.

Living on the smaller farm was a complete all learning experience, something that may be long gone in today’s world but then again I could be totally wrong. I do know that I did not have TV or IPhones or any electronics of any kind as I grew up. What we had was the great out doors, freedom to roam from sunup to sundown and if we did not show up for dinner our butts turned red from a well placed hand. We learned all about animals and how they lived and in turn we had dogs and cats and horses and goats and chickens and you name it that we loved and they loved us. We had friends from miles around and we would either go to their homes or they would come to our homes and our parents all watched out for us. Other times and this was a lot, we would go to other places to explore. Okay the whippings could be considered bad times but we survived and learned and there was always love given with them. My mother could hand large doses of love to all of us. As I said we did not have the distractions of today’s world. We learned how to be one with the land and it gave us everything we needed and more.

Here is some of that giving, Fresh peaches, fresh apples, fresh pears and cherries. Mother Nature gave us corn, carrots and all the other fresh vegetables. We learned how to grow our own food and we learned how to can it also. My favorite tree when I was the little whipper snapper was the Cherry tree. I started climbing those trees at a very young age and always loved to climb trees. My mother would send us kids up and down the irrigation ditches to cut the baby asparagus for dinner. Talk about yummy stuff. My Dad had two tractors and an old 30’s something truck that had a flatbed and dual wheels. He would let us kids drive the tractors and showed us how to drive the truck. Harvest time was always the best time for us. We learned how to prune the fruit trees for the next year’s growth. We learned how to cut wood for the fireplace and we learned how to make things from wood. We even made our own toy’s most of the time. These things we did and never thought that it was not a natural thing for us to do. As we grew older we did learn the difference between good and bad and let me tell you if we did something bad we learned real quickly just how bad it was. Sure we heard from Momma during the day if we did something bad, “Just wait till you father gets home” Well, Father would say the same thing but mostly learning was handed out on the spot and the love was handed out with it so we knew the difference. The farm we lived on was surrounded by a large fruit tree farm and the two people that were caretakers were awesome kind folk, I called them grandma and grandpa. I used to go up to grandma’s house and she would cook biscuits for me and make the best tasting white gravy and we would sit around eating biscuits and gravy while we talked about life. She was such a sweet woman and I loved her. To this day I remember those folks, Jess and Pearl.

Here are some of those bad things I learned lessons from. When I was around 7 years we had neighbor kids we played with a lot, Just north of our farm was a Hugh drain ditch. The farmers would dredge it every year and feed their crops through irrigation ditches that were piped from it. Well to say the least, the dredging affect left large mounds of soil on each side of the water course and the mounds would have high peaks and deep valleys. So one year we got together with the neighbor kids and found a bunch of boards and proceeded to build a walkway from one peak to the next. We all pitched in and built something that looked like a trestle. The walk way was a 2x12 board and we supported it with 2x4’s and what ever kind of wood boards we could find. Well we used duplex nails if you know what those are. That is like a 16p or 20p nail that has two heads on it so you can’t drive it completely into the wood. Well here comes the bad part. Once we got this trestle built we were taking turns walking across it. Those nails we used were sticking out all over this thing. My turn came to cross the walk so I was standing on the end waiting for the kid in front of me to get across when some one bumped me from behind and I slipped off the board. My foot slid of the side and it was about 1 foot to the dirt at that point. I felt a pain as my leg slipped down and I rolled down the bank. As I lay there I pulled my pant leg up and sure enough there was a deep gash in the side of my ankle. That duplex head had ripped my leg open. I just sat there looking at it until my snot of a brother yelled that my guts were falling out. That is when I started bawling very loudly and Brother snot ran to get my Dad. Well needless to say I had to go to the hospital and get stitched up. My Dad was not happy and made us tear down the walkway. So that was my first scar in life or should I say in this life because I have other scars that maybe don’t look like much but I did not do anything in this time line to receive them. (Bad time) More to follow as it floats to the forefront.

Lost N Found

24th March 2016, 22:37

More of the bad and good and fishing.
This is just about growing up on a farm in a time when things were so much more simple

So growing up on a farm taught me so much. I remember the first time my brother and I had to kill one of the chickens for diner. It was one of the roosters and it was an old bird. Mother had told us to do this and Dad had left the axe next to the chopping stump where we chopped wood for the fireplace and the wood cooker we had in the kitchen. Well we were told that we would have to catch the chicken and chop its head off and then remove all the feathers and innards then bring it into mom so she could prepare it for cooking. HA! I don’t know if anyone has done this to a chicken but we sure as heck had never done it before. So here we are a 7 year old and a 10 year old chasing an old cranky rooster around the yard for an hour or so before we finally caught the old buzzard. It gave one heck of a fight and we both got pecked on are arms and hands. Imagine two little boys with bleeding peck wounds all over their arms and hands hauling a squirming chicken to a stump.
My brother told me to hold the chicken on the stump while he took the axe and whacked the head. I know this sounds gross but then again we were just two small kids doing what momma told us to do. So I am holding the bird and brother takes a swing and the chicken moved its head and the axed missed. My brother yelled at me to hold the chicken still while he struggled to remove the axe from the stump. The chicken got away from me and we got to chase it once again. The second time at the stump and brother actually connected. Now here is something I did not know or my brother for that matter. When one whacks a head from a chicken the body will still run. Sure enough the head went flying over the edge and I let go of the body because I was getting sick at that point. The body hit the ground and began running all over the place. No photos please, two little kids chasing a headless body of a chicken around the yard like two frightened chipmunks trying to catch a diner. I could just see my mother standing in the dining room window laughing her head off at the scene. Well needless to say we did catch the body and finished the job. I can honestly say I never did that again in my young life. Now this particular memory is really not something that someone may want to read but it came from an opened door so my fingers flew over the key board and here it is. Learning about life and death in ones existence is very important and especially early so a moral lesson is formed and imprinted. Yes it may be harsh and it may not be pretty but it is important. This was and is something that has always stayed with me. Survival is part of this entire experience and that is within all of us. I will tell about some wonderful experiences my brother and I had with pigeons. Such wonderful creatures they are.

Just keeping the fire burning and warmth to all
Flowing the love, This is what comes from OKD, Doors are opened to places long forgotten or buried.

Brother Steven

Lost N Found

25th March 2016, 19:25

Well good noon to all, I have some more doors opening so here is another log to keep the fire burning little. This has a little fishing but not as much as another opened door to follow.

A Huck fin time.
The Eastern edge of our farm was about one and half miles from the Colorado River that swung around the valley where we lived and headed west around the larger City that was around 10 miles to our west. The river was fairly wide and ran very fast on its course heading for Utah and Arizona. So us kids would trek up to the main dirt road and cross it and at that time their were not any other folks living to the east of us so it was mostly just some orchards and then wilderness to the river. About 2 or 3 hundred yards just before the full raging river there was a swampy area. This area had large clumps of brush and spindly trees growing like a swamp would and all of it was full of water courses. So about 5 or 6 of us kids spent days hauling in pieces of wood boards and we found fallen over trees in the forest just to the west of the swamp and drug those over and chopped them down so we could build a raft. Once we had completed the raft we had to try it out in the swamp so we all got on and pushed it off shore and sure enough it floated. What geniuses we thought we were. So we pushed it around for a few hours and then had to go home. The next day we all brought fishing line and hooks with lead weights and bobbers and though we would do some fishing in the swamp. Not real good fishing in a swamp unless you want to eat suckers and crawfish. So we did that for a few hours and never really caught much. So just went swimming in a stinky ole swamp. The mosquitoes and noseeums were thick in there so we all got bit to pieces. Being burnt by the sunshine and bit by mosquitoes can be a very uncomfortable thing to a little kid.

Okay the raft and swimming was a good thing. Being bit by the bugs and burnt by the sun was kind of a bad thing so here comes a real scary part of that adventure and I am so glad I knew how to climb trees. Speaking of trees this is the kind of trees that were mostly around that swamp, willows and cottonwoods and those cottonwoods were Hugh. So anyway, we had got done with swimming and fishing and always carried sticks for two reasons down in that area. One was to use as a fishing pole and the other was to swipe at wild dogs if they came at us. We had known about the wild dog packs that roamed down in there but were pretty lucky to never come across them until that one day. We were headed back towards the farms when we spotted a couple of the dogs. They started barking and all of a sudden there seemed to be a bunch of them. Every one of us dropped our sticks and headed for the nearest tree to climb. We all climbed into a large cottonwood and those dogs gathered under us and milled around while barking and growling and then pretty soon they all left. We never really knew how many were there but we were scared out of our wits. When we finally climbed down it was getting on towards dark so we ran as fast as we could until we reached the road and finally made it home. It was quit awhile before we ventured back to that swamp. Those dogs did come onto the farm once in awhile and we would see them out in the orchards and we could here them howling and barking at night. To this day when I hear the coyotes around here I think about those wild dogs.

So just continuing a small boys life in growing up
Love to all here
Steven

Matthew

25th March 2016, 23:25

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When I was a similar age I climbed trees in village parks to hide from park-keepers. They wern't known for liking children. I wasn't in real danger of course but the instinct was the same. There isn't any wildlife in southern England that would threaten us in that way. The occasional swan can be aggressive and urban foxes get some bad press but mostly I find they just make an awful noise. I'd be absolutely terrified of a pack of wild dogs

Joe Sustaire

26th March 2016, 02:28

I'll add a log to the fire. This last week I spotted what I thought were a couple of large cat tracks in the dirt road between my house and shop, bigger than a bobcat, but weren't real clear. The next day I walked down to the pond on the next 40 and there were clear mountain lion tracks all around it. In and out of the water. This pond has a large beaver population and down at one end you could see where he had dug out four holes into the beavers den trying to get at them. Big excavations and one really big rock dug out. Don't know if he succeeded in getting his dinner or not. Just pretty neat to be able to read the story in the muddy tracks. The footprints were a good 4 inches across and deep, good weight to him. Especially since I often sleep out in my hammock in the woods. Life is grand!

Constance

26th March 2016, 05:20

Steven, I could listen to your younger life story all day and all night long whilst sitting by the warmth and brightness of the fireside. I feel as if I am back there with you. I loved the tale of Huckleberry Finn and now here we have on Avalon, our very own Huck Finn :happy dog:

Joe, I am completely amazed by your story. I'm just so grateful that it wasn't you that the bobcat was stalking!

YoYoYo, I used to live near a very large and beautiful park when my son was much younger. In this park were the most magnificent old oak trees. Whilst the homeschooling mothers chatted and caught up with each other, all the children could be found up these trees, right down to the smallest toddlers.
One day, a park ranger came hurtling up in his vehicle to where we stood and ordered the children down.
Apparently, it was not "legal" to climb a tree in a public park.
The children obediently climbed down at the behest of the parents but the parents gave the children a wink and a nudge...As soon as the ranger was out of sight again, up they went again.

:heart:

all my love to everyone around the campfire.

Lost N Found

26th March 2016, 20:25

YoYoYo, does not matter where you were born in this world. Trees are all over and climbing them is a little kids favorite thing. Girls and boys are always going to climb trees. Something about spirituality with trees. Getting chased by a swan is like getting chased by a goose. Same thing. They both hurt like the dickens when they bite. I remember both of my girls when they were young we all went to Stanley park in Vancouver BC and the geese chase them all over. They even got bit by them. Swans are bigger I believe so that much more scarier. Nice log there brother, quit warming. Thank you.

Joe, If you got the mountain lion wandering around, I would not sleep in that hammock right away for awhile, especially if the critter is hungry. Just seeing the foot prints can make the hair stand up on the back of ones neck. I had one come around a place I lived up in Washington state one time and the cat I had living with me made it known that he was not going to have any part of bigger brother. I heard the critter making the noise and them I heard it run across a bridge and right by my cabin. I went a few hundred feet past and lay there making those strange sounds a big cat makes. Spooked me and my little cat out that night. The next day I went looking for the foot prints and found them just outside my door. They were about 4 or 5" wide so had to be a fairly big cat. It is cool that you have one in the neighborhood anyway. Another nice log on the fire to warm us all. Thank you.

Dear sister Constance it is marvelous that you home schooled and I suppose are still home schooling your son. That is a total connection for children and they always grow up with love and learning so much more. It is sad that in this country home schooling has almost become a crime and so many cases the children are taken away from their parents be the State thinks they know better and can for some reason destroy the family unit. So your son and all those other children get to climb trees even if the prison guards try to dispel it. Hooray for love and perseverance. Thank you for the log and warmth.

And we continue to fly with all the warmth and love around the fire
Steven

Lost N Found

27th March 2016, 18:00

Good morning campers. I have some more little boy adventures. This one is about learning to fish and catching some first timers that were edible at least.

A Fish Story
This is good and bad. My Dad taught me how to fish. When I was a squirt of 5 our entire family would go to places where the fishing was really great. We always got to catch a limit, yes way back then there was a limit placed on how many fish one could catch in certain areas. We used to go to the big lakes up in the Rocky Mountains and the creeks and rivers up there were also great. Trout and Bass were always plentiful. Well here is the great part. My Papa taught me how to fly fish and I loved it. I did not want to fish any other way except when we played Huck fin and we would have to tie the fishing line to a pole we could find. So my papa told me to practice out in the yard in between those times when we would go fishing in the mountains. I had a real nice pole and a great reel. So Dad showed me how to pull line out and throw it. Wow what a kick that was when I got the hang of it. I would crimp a bigger weight on the end of the line and practice throwing the line. I have to say that it takes some practice and a certain way to throw that line. You also have to pull it back so the end of the line just barely hits the water. So the entire purpose of Fly fishing is to make your line and the fly hook on the end look like a real fly touching the water or even something more appetizing to the fish. The fish will jump the surface to grab the food. Yes it is a great way to fish and so much fun. I will tell you when I first started to learn how to master the technique I wound up getting bonked in the head and body with that weight so much that I was black and blue. Those little lead sinkers could hurt when they came back or flew forward and connected with the back of your head or smacked you in the face. Just imagine a fly hook making a connection, ow ow ow, so many times I got a hook in the finger or in my arm or some where else.

I have more of this continuing saga of fishing and will post soon.
So enjoy this wonderful day

Steven

Constance

28th March 2016, 04:32

Thank you for sharing more of your boyhood adventures Steven :bowing:

I have a fish story myself.

When I was a tiny wee slip of a girl, I recall a memory of feeding goldfish in a pond. I remember that I was there quite a bit at this pond but I couldn't remember where or why.
Years later, when recalling these memories with my mama, she said that there was an old lady down the street who had cancer and who was quite sick with it. She was quite alone, and she had a goldfish pond.
My mama told me that I would disappear quite often, for hours on end and when she would go looking for me, there I would be at the goldfish pond, sitting with the fish. She said that I fed them so often that they got really big and fat. She also said that the old lady didn't mind because she was too sick to go outside and feed them but me with my bleeding heart, must have literally taken that on board and god only knows how often I was feeding them! :facepalm:

I also have a chocolate story from that period but that is a story for another time...

In other news; for those who know me, I am a very big fan of Nahko Bear.

Steven sent me this video the other day for he knew that I was going to see Nahko Bear in concert. It is such a bright and joyous song full of hope.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LsabQV0Yjk

At the end of the song. A woman narrates Nahko Bear's words about this song "And then I made this song about it. So it was like, it went from dreamworld to drawing to writing to life, to music."

Steven and I are constantly referring to and writing about dreamland in A story we all write (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86165-A-story-we-all-write.) and the synchronicities just keep on coming!
Thank you brother Steven. :bearhug:

I went to see Nahko Bear last night and halfway through the concert, Bear - as he is affectionately known by his band members, suddenly holds his arms up in the air and makes a triangle shape with his hands. Everyone else in the crowd follows.
I have to admit that I was a bit confused by the gesture because as we all well know, it is a symbol used by the you-know-who's.

http://motherboard-images.vice.com/content-images/contentimage/28279/1448840144953784.jpg

At the end of the concert, he must have realised that this symbol might have been misinterpreted by those in the know so he shared with us this story.

He said that in Hawaii, there is a sacred mountain called Mauna Kea. The sacred symbol depicting the mountain is the two hands held up in the air in the shape of a triangle. This sacred symbol, like so many others has been hijacked.

He said that it was time to reclaim this symbol. Let's take it back.

I'd love to see photos of everyone around the world holding up this symbol with a caption about reclaiming the sacredness of this symbol for the people. Imagine that going viral!

I have to say wholeheartedly that Bear's concert was quite literally the best concert I have ever been to. The musicians were so incredibly talented; a violinist, drummer/singer, trumpeter, guitarist, bass player and Nahko on keyboard and guitar. I was blown away by how talented they were. I never wanted it to end...

The crowd were exuberant. I think they felt the same way as I did.

Nahko Bear is so passionate and believes so much in what he is doing. At the end of the concert, one of the band members revealed that Nahko believed so much in what he was doing that he was "perseverance" himself. Despite 10 years of pretty much well going it alone and playing to tiny audiences, he never gave up.
He went from dreamworld to reality. His audience is now worldwide.

As Nahko Bear says...You've got the keys...

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Lost N Found

28th March 2016, 22:24

What a wonderful warm log to burn dear sister. You were meant to watch over those gold fish. Such kind loving acts for the lady that was sick and her love of fish in that pond. That there is a fish story that has absolute flavor and love. Can't hardly wait to hear the Chocolate story.

I am so glad that you had such a wonderful time at the concert. I know that will stay with you forever. Very nice thing for Nahko Bear to talk about that symbol.

Thank you Sister for sharing a very wonderful experience with all around the campfire.
Love to all
Steven

Lost N Found

29th March 2016, 15:09

Just a feeling, Fire is cool but maybe that is for a reason.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9Dg-g7t2l4[/url]

Stay warm
Steven

Heartsong

29th March 2016, 15:17

Wow that was powerful.
Like many I'm deeply disturbed by the upcoming election news and the terrorist activities. It draws me into the silence, the place where there are no words.

RunningDeer

29th March 2016, 16:11

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Healed/talking-stick-fire-wood_zpsu7yfiwef.JPG

I'm taking advantage of the reading bug. I switch out the books as my mood changes. Lots of reflection in-between.

Feather hugs and love to All.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/feather-hugs_zpsxmu50ldk.JPG
RunningDeer ♡

Lost N Found

29th March 2016, 16:21

Yes we all can fall into the silence of the grayness around us. That particular version of the song actually reaches into the heart strings and pulls quite hard.

It is for us all to gather and stand together. My dream this morning was along that line and clearly I heard people saying that things were moving in a scary direction. Someone said "the people are pissed" the was just a very clear and vivid picture and sound.

Thank you dear Heartsong
Love from brother Steven

Lost N Found

29th March 2016, 22:14

Dear Sister Paula, Books, Stories take us to so many places. We fall into dreams and they are so real. Our imaginations run away with our essence. We gather so much love and understanding from books and stories. Seems our very existence lies and rests on books of stories and may be built through our imaginations. Writing a story can come from life by imagination. I am so glad that you are taking that advantage. Life is full of all of this and you emanate that dear sister.

Connections come more easily and visions happen more frequently. The Story that was started by our brother Zionbrion and that Constance and I are continuing is all of this. The dreams are vivid.

I am sure you find keys that open so much in your life, Yes there are doors that one would prefer to keep locked, yet there are so many doors that need to be unlocked and opened. some are wonderful and bring the heart into flutters, others are hard and can make pain resurface but is not that a healing affect to feel the pain and let it go? I have discovered that in my life time anyway. A name of a song that made so much sense to me, "Fear is easy, Love is hard" My imagination is carried away, Heart is open and mind is traveling.

BOOKS such a wonderful gift we are given by all of us as one.
Love to you
Steven

Constance

30th March 2016, 02:23

That fire is smoking hot!

Dearest Nora,

May that silence you experience be the internal silence where the sound of your breath and heartbeat carries you into the eternally present moment from whence our intuitions and inspirations arise.

Dearest Paula, I would love to know what you are reading at the moment because I've noticed that you have a great eye for books. I received your feather hug and it tickled! :heart:

Ulli had a great idea about starting up a book exchange (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?89699-A-request-for-funding-for-a-resource-to-benefit-all-members&p=1056545&viewfull=1#post1056545)

Dearest Steven, I echo your thoughts around gathering and standing together. This is what I love and appreciate about all of the souls who gather around the campfire here. Whether they speak or are just listening, we are all a united front. :fans:

Let us be like a full-strength Tsunami that gathers all in its path.

I'm still thinking about the perseverance of Nahko bear in the face of 10 years of silence. The dream he had of providing medicine for the people he pulled into reality through his passion, his music. He has reached so many souls who were previously silent via a gift/talent/skill that he nurtured and nourished.

Your dream sounds like it tapped into the morphic resonance of the consciousness of mankind Steven.

That chocolate story is bittersweet because when I was five, my mother was heavily pregnant with my brother. She sent me off to the greengrocers to procure a "chocolate fix" for herself.
I walked down to the shop, bought the chocolate and had every intention of taking it to its rightful owner but was lured by the sweet scents of heaven.
I ran to the park nearby, hid behind a tree and scoffed the whole lot.
Guiltily, I hid there for hours until my mother waddled down to the park. I think she suspected something. :bigsmile:
The guilt went even deeper because she then went into labour that very evening. I thought in my five-year-old mind that it was because she had to go and find me and because I had robbed her of her chocolate.

I now make my own chocolate and whilst the guilt has gone, I now share my chocolate and my chocolate recipe with everyone. It was a great learning experience in the art of sharing because I am very certain that my mother would have shared that chocolate with me, had I been able to wait. :blushing:

love to all around the fire :heart::heart:

RunningDeer

30th March 2016, 16:52

That fire is smoking hot!

Dearest Paula, I would love to know what you are reading at the moment because I've noticed that you have a great eye for books. I received your feather hug and it tickled! :heart:

Hi Constance,

I went off topic with the post. Here’s a taste of my most recent books. My guess is that most of them you've heard of. Below is an explanation why I purchased the Voyager Kindle and how I reformat the information from sources like blogs, videos and hard to read, free pdfs to fit the Kindle. At the bottom is one of the videos I watched during the research phase before the purchase. Too, I paid the $20 extra to not have advertising added and also purchased the adapter rather than recharge through the computer.

The most recent physical purchases:

Zen Gardner, You are the Awakening
Montauk, Transcending the Matrix Control System - Volume 2
Jose M. Herrou Aragon, The Forbidden Religion (also downloaded)
Robert Rivlin and Karen Gravelle, Deciphering the Senses: The Expanding World of Human Perception
Michael Talbot, Beyond the Quantum
Sister Miriam Joseph, PhD, The Trivium: The Liberal Arts of Loci Grammar, and Rhetoric (read only a little)
William Tara, Macrobiotics and Human Behavior
Heinz R. Pagels, The Cosmic Code (read only a little)
Dr. Henry Cloud and Dr. John Townsend, Safe People: How to Find Relationships that are Good for You

From free pdf and Kindle downloads (some I have as physical books, too):

Nancy du Tertre, new member @ Avalon (see Bill's thread (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?89661-Exolinguistics-alien-languages-the-work-of-Nancy-du-Tertre&p=1056090&viewfull=1#post1056090)), Psychic Intuition: Everything You Ever Wanted to Ask but Were Afraid to Know
Robert Rivin and Karen Gravelle, Deciphering the Senses: The Expanding World of Human Perception
Lamb, Barbara , Mendonça, Miguel. Meet the Hybrids: The Lives and Missions of ET Ambassadors on Earth
Into Swann, Penetration - the Question of Extraterrestrial and Human Telepathy
Barbara Bartholic, Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator
Karla Turner, Ph.D, Into the Fringe: A True Story of Alien Abduction
Eve Lorgen (2 books), The Dark Side of Cupid: Love Affairs, the Supernatural AND Energy Vampirism & The Love Bite: Alien Interference in Human Love Relationships
Paul Levy (2 books), Dispelling Wetiko: Breaking the Curse of Evil AND Awakened by Darkness: When Evil Becomes Your Father
Leslie Kean, UFOs: Generals, Pilots, and Government Ofﬁcials Go on the Record

***

KrisAnne Hall, In Defense of Liberty
Larken Rose, The Most Dangerous Superstition
Dr. Robin Stern, The Gaslight Effect: How to Spot and Survive the Hidden Manipulation Others Use to Control Your Life
Allen, James, As a Man Thinketh, plus 21 topics from his collection: The Path Of Prosperity, The Way Of Peace, All These Things Added, Byways Of Blessedness, etc.

***

Neil Kramer, The Unfoldment: The Organic Path to Clarity, Power, and Transformation
Thich Nhat Hanh, True Love: A Practice for Awakening the Heart
Psaris, Jett; Lyons, Marlena S., Undefended Love
Dr. Joe Dispense (2 books), Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself: How to Lose Your Mind and Create a New One AND You Are the Placebo: Making Your Mind Matter
Lipton, Bruce H., The Biology of Belief
Gregg Braden, The Spontaneous Healing of Belief: Shattering the Paradigm of False Limits
Robert M. Sapolsky (2 books), Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers AND Monkeyluv: And Other Essays on Our Lives as Animals

***

George Carlin (2 books), When Will Jesus Bring the Pork chops? AND Conversations with Carlin An In-Depth Discussion about Life, Sex, Death, Drugs, Comedy
Chris Johnston, Bruce Lee: 101 Greatest Life Lessons, Inspiration AND Quotes From Bruce Lee
Stuart Wilde (3 books), The Secrets of Life AND Infinite Self AND Life was Never Meant to be a Struggle

***

Travis Christofferson, Tripping Over the Truth: The Return of the Metabolic Theory of Cancer Illuminates a New and Hopeful Path to a Cure
Andreas Eenfeldt, MD, Low Carb, High Fat Food Revolution: Advice and Recipes to Improve Your Health and Reduce Your Weight
Lee Know ND, The Epic Story of Our Mitochondria: How the original probiotic dictates your health, illness, ageing, and even life itself
Young, Robert O.; Young, Shelley Redford, The pH Miracle for Weight Loss: Balance Your Body Chemistry
Garth Davis, M.D.; Jacobson, Howard Proteinaholic: How Our Obsession with Meat Is Killing Us and What We Can Do About It
Price, Victoria, NLP: Maximize Your Potential- Hypnosis, Mind Control, Human Behavior and Influencing People

***

Mooji, Before I Am
Maharaj, Nisargadatta, I Am That
Eknath Easwaran (2 books), The Dhammapada AND The Upanishads (both are Classic of Indian Spirituality)
Reviewing books from Dr. David R. Hawkins, one is Power vs. Force: The Hidden Determinants of Human Behavior

Voyager Kindle vs. iPad:

Another reading source is I’ve created pdfs from videos notes I take and upload to a Kindle. I have an iPad that I don’t use. I find that the Voyager Kindle is easy to hold and turn pages with the same hand. Unlike the iPad, I can read on my deck without interference from the sun. Between the free pdfs on line and the threads from Avalon (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?9462-Interesting-Free-Books-in-PDF), the Kindle paid for itself in no time.

Another feature is when I find out about a topic, I want to know more and often it takes weeks for the book to come in. So immediate downloads from Kindle is another plus. It’s also cheaper than iTunes ebooks.

As mentioned above, some of the free pdf off the internet are hard to read. I also take notes from videos, blogs, etc. The Kindle material can be organized into folders. You can cross reference the books/notes within folders. Example: Discernment, Notes, ET. I cut and paste into a document, reformat and turn it back into a pdf. Then uploaded to Kindle all for free. To give you an idea of clarity and size, here’s a snapshot of my Kindle page from notes taken from a video with a pic added. The font is “Helvetica Neue”, medium, 26 pt.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/kindle-snapshot_zpsxjpofp9v.jpg

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/kindle2_zpsp7sykl8a.jpg

How Good are PDF Files on the Amazon Kindle Voyage?
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♡

Constance

30th March 2016, 22:59

Whoa! Paula, what an eclectic list you have going on there !!! Thank you so much for sharing that with us.:bowing:

Given that input = output, I would say that what you contributed was a very noteworthy log for the fire. :flame:

There were a few in the mix that I hadn't heard of so I am most grateful for that sister.:hug: I am sure that there would be others gathered around the fire who would also be appreciative of new books and PDF's to discover.

I looked at the video you posted on the Voyager Kindle. It looks like a real game changer for PDF's! It is information like this that I think that many like myself will find valuable not only here but also in Interesting free books in PDF (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?9462-Interesting-Free-Books-in-PDF).
I've taken the liberty of cross-posting here (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?9462-Interesting-Free-Books-in-PDF&p=1056869&viewfull=1#post1056869)

with love to all around the fire,
Constance

p.s I also got the feeling that your kind soul would also have been thinking about those who have visual impairments so for that, I am doubly appreciative.

RunningDeer

31st March 2016, 00:15

I also got the feeling that your kind soul would also have been thinking about those who have visual impairments so for that, I am doubly appreciative.

UPDATE: Hello Ewan. I see you are on the thread. :wave:

Yes, both a visual solution and the health books which covers reversal in diabetes. If you ask my family they’d secretly agree that I don’t have a stop button on health and wellness suggestions/solutions.
That was a good idea to post on the free pdf thread, Constance. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/clap_zpspp7oeh2v.GIF

I meant to add it to Bill’s other thread (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?89699-A-request-for-funding-for-a-resource-to-benefit-all-members&p=1056581&viewfull=1#post1056581) where Ewan asks for ideas/suggestions. (see his post below). It’s a cost effect solution for computer wear and tear, and less time spent at the computer.

In case the electricity goes down, I have an adapter to recharge an iPad in the car, so I'm guessing there’s one for the Kindle. A couple of other suggestions: I have as a back up plan the portable cooking stove called “Biolite (http://www.bioliteenergy.com)”, and a solar panel on wheels. But there’s a cheaper solar panel at the same site - BioLiteEnergy.com (http://www.bioliteenergy.com).

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Biolite_zpsvolfch33.jpg

What can we do to preserve them in a more solid fashion? I already have a lot of books on my D: drive that remain unread and part of the reason for that is I don't care for reading at the computer nearly as much as sitting where I choose with a book. (Add to that the computer is consuming energy as every word passes by). Then there is the possibility of future events rendering computers inaccessible, no electricity. Every back-up in the world is useless to us then.

Printing would be a monumental task, even on a home computer with lots of time and patience, (and paper). (Joke) -> Maybe we could get the Vatican Library to house them for us.

Any ideas/suggestions?

♡

Ewan

31st March 2016, 01:02

Constance

31st March 2016, 01:29

Yes, both a visual solution and the health books which covers reversal in diabetes.

Yes...priceless information in those health books you have listed...All worthy of experimenting with.:clapping:

I'd like to add another book to the list if I may, regarding the reversal of many eye diseases or related diseases that cause impairment or blindness - The Brain's way of healing - Remarkable discoveries and recoveries from the frontiers of neuroplasticity. Norman Doidge

If you ask my family they’d secretly agree that I don’t have a stop button on health and wellness suggestions/solutions.

We have a common thread there Paula :bigsmile:

That was a good idea to post on the free pdf thread, Constance. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/clap_zpspp7oeh2v.GIF

I was Inspired by your post Paula :heart:

In case the electricity goes down, I have an adapter to recharge an iPad in the car, so I'm guessing there’s one for the Kindle.

I found one here (http://www.amazon.com/Amazon-Kindle-Charger-Adapter-Charging/dp/B00NPKGGVO)

A couple of other suggestions: I have as a back up plan the portable cooking stove called “Biolite (http://www.bioliteenergy.com)”, and a solar panel on wheels. But there’s a cheaper solar panel at the same site - BioLiteEnergy.com (http://www.bioliteenergy.com).

Brilliant idea. More logs.

RunningDeer

31st March 2016, 02:05

Hi Paula. :)

As soon as I read your post above, following Breal's link from Free PDF boks thread, I was off to do some research on ereaders. Firstly I was dismayed to find out they were all wi-fi, but then I assume, just like a phone, that can all be turned off; my main jaw-dropping moment was when I saw the price! (I just want to read, not travel to Mars!). So I'm now currently browsing ebay looking at second hand device for around £50 as I simultaneously read through a thread here (http://www.mobileread.com/forums/showthread.php?t=222398) ~mobileread.com
trying to understand it all in a matter of minutes. (Clearly impossible).

I've never even had a mobile phone, beyond the most basic thing imaginable a few years ago, so any hand held electronic device beyond a simple TV remote is pretty much a mystery to me. (What a dinosaur!)

That a great idea to check out eBay, Ewan. I can only speak to my model, yes, you can switch off the wifi. For my lifestyle, it’s worth the extra $ for picture clarity and size.

As far as the mission to Mars? Well there are easier and cheaper ways to get there. (so I’m told) http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/smilies/dielaughing.gif

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-smiley-with-sign-854436_zpsr4jjgxjx.JPG I gots no remote clicker cuz I don’t own a TV.

I’m use to iPads that cost $300-$400, so the Kindle Voyager for $275 with adapter and no advertising was not a shocker. I can’t put a price on the convenience factor to not be tethered to the computer and no worries from the sun blocking out the screen like on the iPad. Another plus is the the Voyager Kindle has a built in light. It’s small and light weight, so if/when my family asks questions, I’ve got all the info, and back-up notes, etc in this 4.5 X 6.5 leather bound book.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-phone-083473_zpsypzd7cc0.GIF As far as the cell phone?

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-phone-147584_zpsmez6axg3.GIF http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-phone-895503_zpsn28deuok.GIF I’m a semi-dinosaur and a proud owner of a 15+ year old, ‘Beam me up, Scotty’ phone that I use when I go on extended trips. The rest of the time it’s sealed in a mylar bag. Don’t let the gold fool you. I used a dinky camera to take the picture one evening. It's platinum color. (not the expensive kind)

Since the early 2000’s, I’ve paid $5-$15 a year for service (not a month). My minutes roll over. As long as I put $5 worth of minutes a year, they extend my contract. The bad news is I have to drive 3 miles down the road to get service because I live too far out.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Photoshop/Scotty_zpso9cp3unz.JPG

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Lost N Found

31st March 2016, 04:04

Well I have to welcome you to this campfire Ewan, So glad to see you here. This is a real warm place to just sit and chat. I saw you on another thread the other day and yes it was getting quite heavy with legal and lawful jargon but those things or books or whatever are so important for folks to at least grasp some basic. I can tell you this. Reading that stuff can be like chewing on cardboard as a close brother of mine has said.

So, Welcome brother and enjoy. see you already have some really wonderful healers in hear and they are such loving sisters.

Love to all around the fire
Steven

Constance

31st March 2016, 05:03

Log thrown in. Woompf...

Don't forget to put the brothers here as well dear Steven...you are far too humble.

Hello Ewan, great to see you here :heart:

Ewan

31st March 2016, 11:11

When I awoke this morning one of my first thoughts was about this thread and how I'd never really looked at it before. Now the warmth of welcome and obvious friendliness actually disarms me, makes me a little uncomfortable. Not because of what any of you do, but with me, I literally don't know how to deal with it.

It seems my life of human interaction has actually closed me off from social relationships. My experiences have caused me to build a series of defences where I have a wall of protection that, rather than stop you getting in, stops me getting out. For that I can only apologise.

I was given a glimpse once of what I looked like to an onlooker, from some perspective or other, and I saw myself walking along looking slightly hunched and with a little grey cloud over me, a person that rarely smiled. If you saw pictures of me as a baby, (in fact I will try to get them from my mother and scan them), I look so grumpy and unhappy. You never saw a baby that frowned more. It seems right from the start I didn't trust anything I saw and was fearful that things were going to go wrong any second.

Anyway, thank you for the warmth and, hold on, let me try and see if I can do this...

:waving:

Heartsong

31st March 2016, 14:39

About WiFi on a Kindle. The only time I have the WiFi on is when I'm expecting an in-coming book from Amazon. It's a manual turn on/ turn off. It really soaks up the battery life if you use it for anything but wifi book transfers.

Lost N Found

31st March 2016, 14:41

Ewan, That little cloud can melt away around the campfire. This is where the heart meets the spirit or visa versa. So no need to be shy or hidden but you are just who you are and just sitting around listening can be absolutely wonderful. Folks bring feelings in when the feeling comes up. Those baby pics sound cool would like to see.

Yes dear Constance can't leave out anybody here All the Brothers and Sisters put great logs on this fire with so much feeling.

So here is some more of the fishing when I was a wee boy of 6.

So now you get the picture of how I learned to fly fish. Well after my 6th birthday the County fair was happening and they had a contest for fishing and who could catch the biggest Rainbow Trout. Well needless to say I actually entered that contest. Gee the ego of a 6 year old boy. So our family went to Rifle Creek Colorado. One of the best creeks I ever fished in. That creek was a raging river during certain times of the year. We always went up to the fish hatchery and fished the areas below. That particular time the Fish and Game had just stocked the hatchery and were known to open the slush gates and let them out to move down stream. Wow such luck. So we went with some folks we knew. The mother of the kids I usually hung out with and grew up with was one of the daughters of Jess and Pearl. We still converse to this day and they all mostly still live in the state of Colorado. So anyway that day was my day to catch fish. I had hiked down stream, with my Dad, for at least a half of mile until I found a large pool that I could fly fish in. I had spent about an hour casting and grazing the surface when all of sudden a very large fish jumped out of the water and caught my fly hook. I swear that fish was so big it almost dragged me into the creek when it went back into the pool with my fly hook in its mouth. I began to reel it but let it run some too. That was always the fun part of fishing. It was the fight, the flight, the pull, the reeling in and the letting go that was the most fun. I was having a very hard time trying to drag that monster in. Imagine a scrawny 6 year old trying to pull a fairly big fish in that was jumping and squirming and twisting. It darn near jerked my arms off. Okay maybe a little exaggeration here but it was big and I could not get it in. I started hollering for my dad who was just down stream about 100 feet or so. He saw me fighting the fish and came running. When he arrived I handed the pole to him and he fought the bugger and finally got it to shore. Once he got it up on shore he turned to me and told me I was a lucky boy. That fish had jumped out of the water and just barely caught the end of the hook in its front lower lip. When it had fallen back in the pool it spun itself over and over and actually wrapped the line around its snout. That is what cinched it. My Dad unwound the line and removed the hook. He took the fish and snagged it on his chain that already had 5 fish on it and put it in the water to keep. He told me to go back to the large pool below the hatchery and fish some more and he would be along later.

I was wore out so I walked back up the creek and sat down on a bank with the Mother of my friends. She had been fishing that pool for quit some time and told me that a fairly big trout had bit on her line a number of times and she had seen it jump out of the water a few times. She was really hoping to catch it. So I started casting and pulling and sure enough the stinker jumped up and took my fly. He swallowed the entire thing and (the mother) took the pole from me and reeled the fish in. It was a fairly good sized Trout about 10 inches and when she got it in we got the hook out and she told me she was going to give me a whipping for coming and catching her fish. I felt bad for doing that but she was a loving person and I gave her the fish anyway. She did tell me to go somewhere else to fish. I did manage to catch a few more fish that day but they were easier for me. (Fishing to continue)

So I will tell you later about what I won and what happened to that fish.

Love and warmth to all this morning.
Steven

RunningDeer

31st March 2016, 15:02

…the warmth of welcome and obvious friendliness actually disarms me, makes me a little uncomfortable. Not because of what any of you do, but with me, I literally don't know how to deal with it.

We have that same gene. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif

…If you saw pictures of me as a baby, (in fact I will try to get them from my mother and scan them), I look so grumpy and unhappy. You never saw a baby that frowned more. It seems right from the start I didn't trust anything I saw and was fearful that things were going to go wrong any second.

My mom said I cried alot right from the start. She’s right. Not for the reasons she thought.

I recall many times, but I didn’t have the words back then. It was way too much feeling for one little body that picked up feelings from people, the surroundings, or like when the neighborhood kids stepped on the ants.

As I got older I became a master at hiding those feelings. Though, now older still, it’s harder to hide once again. Sometimes when I wish a stranger 'a good day', it’s all I can do to choke back joyous tears that come out of nowhere. Damn awkward…

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/fly2_zpsqaf77fu3.GIF
And then there were those times when I’d sit on the floor beside my bed bawling into my worn out mauve chenille spread. All I could do was repeat, “I’m here. I’m here,” not knowing what that meant while the body kept switching from pleasure and to pain. Sometimes, I’d catch myself looking down at the Little Paula and that busy flower print wallpaper. Again, no words. Too young to understand. And no reason needed to understand.

Enjoy the day....................putt-putt ...............................http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/biker-smiley-face_zpsz9gloaht.GIF

♡

Constance

31st March 2016, 22:31

Dearest Ewan,

We hold the space unconditionally for you.

I've been at both ends of the spectrum; When I was in my early teens, I remember having a feeling of being overwhelmed by the love and generosity of strangers and not knowing how to react. I had been forced to suppress so many of my natural feelings of joy and exuberance. The walls were up but in the persistent warmth and presence of love itself, those walls came tumbling down.

I was such a passionate and feeling child - so much like yourself Paula - I was miserable when I couldn't express myself and like the sun when I could.
I have also experienced feeling underwhelmed by the conditional love displayed from people who have supposedly "loved" me. It has felt like all these experiences have been a part of knowing and understanding what it means to love and be loved unconditionally.

I remember the first time I ever consciously remember receiving a kiss and a hug from my father. This was in my forties. He has never been the demonstrative type and he felt like a dried-up old twig!
I really didn't know how to deal with this at first; his walls have been up for so long; I wondered if this was a genuine act.
It didn't take long for me to realise however that he was making a real effort to be in my world.
I was so grateful for that. I know in my heart that he does loves me. It's all that counts really, especially now that he is older and more frail in his being. His way of expressing that he loves me has been through all his generous gift-giving over the years but it took me a long time to truly honour and appreciate this.

It takes all kinds of experiences doesn't it...

I was choking back my own tears of bliss when you said that even a "good-day" will bring joyous tears to your eyes Paula. My son just looked at me and said quizzically "Are you crying Mama?" He is so used to seeing me cry happy tears, he thinks its hilarious. And then I'm laughing and crying all at the same time.

And I love you all...

Lost N Found

31st March 2016, 23:25

See, Look, Feel how all of these speakings pour out the love and it falls into all of our hearts. Coming from the depths of our beings from young to old and filling the lost love the lost talents that were bottled up, The lost knowledge. Our tears and hurts in young life directed us in large parts of our youth and mid lives and now they flow up to the surface to guide us in the love of life. What did we do with all of this way back then?

Things and knowledge I see now, That brings tears but it also brings peace and knocks me over so I then do and do and do. Time is short so make the most of the love and giving that happens daily it one just recieves.

I can't say that I was any different and Paula, You give so much. I can feel the pains of that young life. Constance you had that bottled up and now it comes forth in rivers.

Ewan, you are in there. your real feelings will flow. See us all we are light and we are love we all have the feelings but we are all the same.

I do not have any WI FI but unfortunately we can not escape it. So do you best to keep it at bay. My cell phone remains off like yours Paula unless I go somewhere and even then I don't turn it on unless I need to call my sweety (Babe)

Dream and let your imaginations flow to fill the universe.

Lost N Found

1st April 2016, 04:39

Okay we talked about baby pictures. These are not exactly tiny baby pictures but they would have been taken between three and 5. I do believe the one whit me giving some comfort to the little girl, Same age I am pretty sure was mort n likely around 3 or younger. These pictures were taken on that first big farm before we moved to the other one. So just giving all my dear brothers and Sisters. I am the fat little stinker in the Huck finn straw hat and the one kissing the little girl. Not sure how to make bigger so you can see all the little snots

love to all
Steven

RunningDeer

1st April 2016, 14:26

Okay we talked about baby pictures.

Steven
http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Steven_zpsqzwedr96.jpg

Paula
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Paula-young_zpsprpgiekc.JPG
:heart:

Calz

1st April 2016, 14:28

Paula ... shucks.

Where would we be without you???

Lost N Found

1st April 2016, 20:09

Thank you dear sweet sister. You are such a sweety. We all grew up in the same time periods and life was so full and as brother Calz says "Paula where would we be without you"

Thank you again and here we are just beginning. I have to go looking for the fish picture that my mama took of me holding it

I was only chunky until about halfway through my 5 year and then became a skinny scrawny snot.

Love to you around the fire
Steven

Lost N Found

2nd April 2016, 02:15

I just had to kick a song in here. Struck a cord and it vibrated deep.

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

Fire is warm and the evening is beautiful

I will say it here, Brother Calz it would be a sad sad thing for you to leave. Just sit around the campfire and feel the love brother

Love is flowing to all
Steven

Constance

2nd April 2016, 04:20

https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQH4Yv2SD0m3mgxgSQEC-epccsHQI69-MSoFv5l5vTwNAEl0KqI

Calz, the fire is red hot and blazing just for you. We got a whole lot of love for you Calz. Stay around the fire a bit longer will you?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X7d7Ul6PmI

Steven and Paula, You both look exactly the same now as you did back then!

Constance

2nd April 2016, 05:30

Stoking the fire because I feel a story coming on...

Failure to launch - a comedy of errors

This morning, after a night of sleeplessness, I fell into a very deep sleep.

However, this was Saturday morning and I needed to get up and go food shopping.

I flung off the covers, got up and put my dressing gown on, got into my slippers and opened up the bedroom door.

I walked into the kitchen/living/dining area and my family were there but they were just two wet-suits at the kitchen table, talking to each other.
No heads, no arms and legs. Just two wet-suits. Nothing out of the ordinary. I ran my hand over the top of the husband wet-suit where his head should have been.
It rippled with the energy of my husband. And then it dawned on me that I had left my body in bed still fast asleep.

Mildly irritated by this turn of events. I went back to the body to wake it up.

And so began groundhog day.

I lost count of how many times I'd wholeheartely/heatedly/violently ripped the covers off to one side, get out of bed, test my feet to feel that they had hit the floor, get into my dressing gown and slippers and slide open the door, only to reveal something different each time. A car, a bunch of glass cups shattering in a kaleidoscope of colour, an empty house, a fridge with strange contents...on and on it went. With the awareness of each anomaly, something being out of place, I would grudgingly go back to bed and start all over again.

It got to the point where it felt like I was on Gilligan's Island, I couldn't get off!

Cue this music (http://www.gilligansisle.com/wave/27.wav)

I then started to resort to pushing back the covers with my feet, I was starting to get desperate... but all I got was tangled sheets and the awareness each time that I was still in bed, fast asleep. :ROFL:

And then, I had a bright idea! Do something creative like turn onto my back!

In my desperation to reach the end result, nothing happened... but when creativity stepped through the door, the body then responded...

What an experience that was!

Ewan

2nd April 2016, 08:20

That sounds quite amazing; a frustration in there somewhere, about something holding you back perhaps?

Constance

2nd April 2016, 11:19

That sounds quite amazing; a frustration in there somewhere, about something holding you back perhaps?

:) Yes dearest Ewan...it was the body needing the rest that was the cause of the frustration for the spirit. The "I am" was wide awake and ready to go but whilst the spirit was willing, the body wasn't at all. All it wanted to do was sleep!
I do tend to experience a lot of spontaneous OBE's when I am really tired or when I am really relaxed and this was no exception.
On the flip-side of things, I like to poke fun at myself whenever I can because it is also a reminder to not take myself too seriously. :bounce:

Calz

2nd April 2016, 12:04

RunningDeer

2nd April 2016, 16:01

What can we do?

The time for solutions is at hand.

The problems are obvious.
What can we do? The time for solutions is at hand.

I check in every so often with the same question, Cal. Much less so these days because it caused more frustration than solutions. When I do I’m reminded how over time, I’ve left footprints. I’m reminded how it most often worked by following those on-going inner urges even when they seemed too small to matter at the time.

Every so often I’ll run into those now young adults with families that express thanks to what feels like hundredfold in measure for me. Which spirals outward even more. You do the same beginning with your sons.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/energy2_zpsvppyaflg.jpg

In the meantime, what I do for myself and the whole is dig out and clear the bits and beliefs that I thought were mine. That ungunks the frequency even more to flow inward and outward which in turn nurtures and teases out more ah-ahs and greater knowledge and wisdom. (gosh…long sentence….breath) xo

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/energy_zpsbc6k8n3w.jpg

♡

Stephanie

2nd April 2016, 22:10

Steven and Paula, You both look exactly the same now as you did back then!

What can we do?

The time for solutions is at hand.

The problems are obvious.

Steven and Paula.....past, present, always...beautiful.

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Constance

2nd April 2016, 23:24

What can we do?

The time for solutions is at hand.

The problems are obvious.

What exactly is it that we can do dearest Calzy?

I feel your absolute wanting to know and understand what it is that we can do...I feel it because this is always at the forefront of my mind.

Bucky Fuller once said,

The Things to do are: the things that need doing, that you see need to be done, and that no one else seems to see need to be done.

What especially interested me and got my attention was the last comment- and that no one else seems to see need to be done.

The time for solutions is indeed at hand. Solutions that haven't been thought/dreamed/imagined before. Overall solutions to humanities plight. Solutions that cover the full spectrum; practical, multifaceted, synergistic, all-encompassing, all-inclusive, creative solutions.

The answer to your question is one that could potentially come via a mass collaboration with people who are willing to firstly set aside their differences.
Those who are willing to come to a round table discussion leaving behind any prejudices or limiting beliefs and who are open to new ideas and ways of being.

Souls who are dedicated in their hearts to finding practical solutions.

Souls who are wholeheartedly willing to embrace all the potentials and possibilities that come from building one idea upon another.

Souls who have the energy, the time and the dedication to the task at hand.

Souls who are willing to play the roles they will need to play - sometimes multiple roles.

Constance

2nd April 2016, 23:27

Beautiful Sstarss,

Never has a truer word been written. :heart:

Lost N Found

3rd April 2016, 01:15

It is absolute. Our loving hearts do and will change all things. This awoke me in a very young and tender age. I do know that all the love we give is truly meant for us.

Yes problems are standing in front but solutions are also standing in front. It is us, in us each and everyone to have the positive solution. When each and everyone of us does the fix in our own soul, the more that do it the more we become one. So it the road is blocked your love is stopped and a wall is built, Break down the wall.Let it flow freely and do not let the negatives of others stop the love. It is for each to see clearly and continue forward to that light of life and love.

This song opens. Hear it deep my brothers and sisters. There is so much music that does give us all hope and does open our hearts. Constance you give that alot. Sstarss you do the same and Brother Calz you have given so much. Do not be discouraged just keep giving. It matters not if others may not come to your giving, it only matters that you are giving.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2lIbp1XYpM

and it matters that you or I or he or she gives love and loves moves through the universe. That is the freedom all my loves. Give and keep Giving and never think that you need anyone to acknowledge because they do it is just not for anyone to stop it is just for everyone to give and be free. It is within each. Solution?

Love to all
Steven

Constance

3rd April 2016, 02:11

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Lost N Found

3rd April 2016, 03:27

Oh My, Lets just fly high, passing more love. Catch and fling my dears. You can't hold you can only feel and let it fly.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPEMZteFjWc[/url]

Enjoy a wonderful evening and in other parts a wonderful afternoon
Here it is LLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEE to all
Just Steven

Lionhawk

3rd April 2016, 14:40

Happy Spring!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=diwuu_r6GJE

Lost N Found

3rd April 2016, 19:20

Now you got me to tears brother, It is so good to see you. I think about you daily. The song is a connection and you will see that in the Story We All Write. I am getting closer.

Thank you dear Brother
Love to you and Shadowself
and to all around the fire.
Spring time yes
Steven

Constance

4th April 2016, 01:03

Happy Spring!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=diwuu_r6GJE

Happy autumn too!

It is autumn here but not much of autumn going on this week, just clear blue skies and warm days.

LionHawk, I have listened to this song a lot over the last few years and it NEVER fails to move me.

You tune into my heart my brother and I love you for it.

Steven, I think I need to give you the nickname of Lionheart.

Daniel Duxfield

4th April 2016, 19:31

I'm new to taking part in this great forum and found an music group that is making music which has been resonating with me lately.

Ruelle; "Live Like Legends"

UqX6GZ2nz88

RunningDeer

4th April 2016, 19:46

I'm new to taking part in this great forum and found an music group that is making music which has been resonating with me lately.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/balloons_zps9r4wo5q2.GIFNice and welcome Daniel D.
.................................................http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/balloony_zps8bh3tbor.GIF
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Notices/balloons.JPG

Constance

5th April 2016, 00:06

I'm new to taking part in this great forum and found an music group that is making music which has been resonating with me lately.

Ruelle; "Live Like Legends"

UqX6GZ2nz88

A very big welcome to you Daniel :happy dog:

So glad to see you here...

Loved the song!

much love to you brother and to all around the campfire :heart:

Lost N Found

5th April 2016, 01:33

Well Daniel, from over here in the corner, saw you come in and wanted to welcome you also to this warm loving campfire. very nice piece of music.

Love to all this evening
Steven

Calz

6th April 2016, 20:43

Too many great songs and too few threads ...

[is there an echo?]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgFQ6WmxdMs

Calz

7th April 2016, 19:06

So tell me ... log chuckin members

Does this one wake you up or what???

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4t1gAO9765c

Lost N Found

7th April 2016, 20:23

I am awake brother Calz but something seems to be amiss somewhere.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCWp5pZglhk

Understanding a lonely feeling?

Love to the campfire to all that surround it.
Steven

Calz

8th April 2016, 20:45

I am awake brother Calz but something seems to be amiss somewhere.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCWp5pZglhk

Understanding a lonely feeling?

Love to the campfire to all that surround it.
Steven

Indeed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vvsw_Jq4UcE

Calz

8th April 2016, 22:25

Dearest Lionhawk.

No intent of turning this marvelous thread into a music thread.

Tell us more of what you have experienced of the ongoing battle.

I am intrigued and in search of hope.

Lionhawk

9th April 2016, 18:46

Well Brother Calz, despite my health issues here of late, I have paid attention to what has been going on here. Things have gotten a little complicated and what Steven wrote about is spot on as to where I am currently. The Love you withhold is the pain you carry has been surreal for me personally. It's been a real struggle.

I guess the reason for the struggle is because I care about others here and I don't want to see those connections get severed too. So I will admit of going into a neutral mode because of my fear of it happening again. I just have to face the fact that it will happen again. So yesterday I hit my "F" switch finally. I can only hope it won't happen again but at the same time I fear it will.

Bottom line is this is what happens when someone plays a polarity game and because of their own pain issues, they don't realize the damage they create onto others out of their own self righteousness. Righteousness being a hypocritical term because there is nothing righteous causing pain onto others using the disguise of love and light to deliver that pain.

Battles come in many forms. To fight in a battle you have to prepare for it. The prep work is really where the battle takes place. I will admit that I was not prepared for that battle that took place. Fact is, I didn't see it coming. My bad. I was blindsided and left with a couple of questions. Like, who's next and "really, I thought we had gotten passed this type of behavior? My bad for hoping.

Understand that if it isn't good for everyone, it just isn't good. So to avoid any further flamage, I have kept everyone at arm's length and kept my big mouth shut to focus on damage control. Having a thread is a responsibility. Folks should realize that there is an energy exchange and that exchange of energy is as real as it gets when you understand the Template of Oneness. When you cause pain onto another it effects everyone. And that pain can come from anyone who operates from the Template of Duality.

Forgive me Calz, as it may appear that I am using you to preach to the choir. But I had to clear the air and knock down that wall Steven spoke of. All that being said, I hope I don't lose my train of thought as to why what I have described in the above words how it all connects.

Somewhere, here recently, you asked a very important question. I even think it was on another thread, where you asked, "What can we do?" Those 4 little words packed a punch and I heard you so load and so clear. What I heard was the sincerity from your heart. And because of that question you asked brought forth from within me many memories of what got me to this point in time and space.

For you see Calz, the question you posed has been asked before. It is the same question that was asked of me back in 2005 and the very question that put into motion the event that occurred on Dec. 3, 2005.

As I have stated earlier, the real battle was the prep work. It wasn't that the preparation was difficult, it was trying to get it done while i was doing a lot of other things. You have to do some recon. That kept me busy. But doing the recon enabled me to fully understand what I needed to do. Lessons that I had not completed were also completed in that process. One of those lessons was understanding Free Agency.

I think it was one of the most important lessons to learn. It was a lesson that could not be realized from any second hand book. The lesson had to be done in the first hand. When I completed that lesson, I had a most profound moment in time. It reminds me of the moment of where the Grinch who stole Christmas, where he finally woke up his heart and realized. It was a most profound transitional moment for me personally. It was that moment where the realization is that "I" had the power within to make a difference. All I had to do now was to choose what I wanted to do. As simple as that sounds but it was realized at 100%, not 99%. I will also admit, I had a teacher who taught the lesson. All I can say there is that teacher wasn't from here.

From that point on, I decided to make a difference. For you see, God bestowed upon us a great gift and what makes that gift so great is that God doesn't interfere with you being able to choose or what you have chosen. God wants you to realize your own potential.

So you see Calz, we are the hope and you just have to choose how you exercise your gift of free agency. What you search for is starring right back at you in the mirror. You are the hope you have been searching for. Do it, your way!

Now if you are looking for hopeful news...... you can chase that all day long and the PTB just love seeing that type of thing going on simply because you aren't making a real difference to anything. You are no threat because you are plugged into the second hand programs that they have doled out. Thus enabling the PTB to retain control. When you operate in the first hand you are no longer feeding the beast. You are no longer hypnotized. Got to break the chains. Free yourself so you can assist others to free themselves. This is the real battle we all find ourselves in.

Then there is the abuse of free agency. The abuse of free speech. Where one chooses to disrespect and causes pain to another. On so many fronts. The pain and suffering in this sector has been a tremendous disgrace on so many levels.

When you step into the big picture, you wonder if there is any hope. And that is what they want you to focus on. If your emotional body is experiencing despair because of the things they put in front of you, just know that you are then feeding the beast once more. And more often than I can count they feed on our hopes and our fears because these two things, hope and fear, are polarized attributes in the Template of Duality. I call it, "FLYPAPER." And they have doled it out and many get pulled into it and finally stuck on it, causing so many negative effects, causing us to become dis empowered and full of disease. The wars created from this Template of Duality are just a bonus to them.

There has been a great effort in the last twenty years from the light side to turn all this around. In my mind, things look promising. Mind you I can't cover it all. No one can. I am just like a grain of sand on a beach. But I can say the pendulum is going in the other direction. Based on what work I have done in the first hand. I have a horse in this race and that horse is me, because I chose to be that horse.

I also have many contacts now that I didn't have before. For some reason the work that I have done has gotten some attention and it has opened some doors. These contacts, some are native to the planet and others are not, most hold a physical space, have been reaching out to those with a like minded conscientiousness since Dec. 2005. The reason why they are doing that now is because they now can. Before Dec. 2005, TPTB had pretty much been shunted network communications of whatever type by their technology.

As many are aware, there have been many battles fought in the last twenty years and things have really been crazy in the last 5. There has been a massive effort to remove many of the regressives from this sector. One of my contacts resides in inner Earth. They have informed me that they can now let their young ones play safely. For you see the Draconians were there too and had established dominion over where my contacts had lived. The Dracos had killed many of them and others in the name of Domination.

There is still a small contingent of Dracos in inner Earth, as many of them have been removed. Just enough of them to hold their frequency to the Planet. But aside of all that, their technology is still playing a part in the present and that is being worked on now. The removal of that tech.

Calz, you speak of hope. Let me inform you that many off worlders are hoping too. But I think they are hoping we all wake the hell up and choose to put a horse in the race and make a difference. In other words, we have to do our part in this Cosmic play.

When it is all said and done, as far as my little life goes, I will go knowing that I chose to make a difference and my life was worth living because I chose. I may die as a poor man financially but I will die in grace and you can't buy that.

At this point I would say you are gold in my book, but I can't say that. But I will say you are BLUE in my book! And I'm color blind. Love you Brother. You asked the right question!

Namaste'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZeTlMpnfHk

Heartsong

9th April 2016, 19:08

[/I]Lionhawk.
You are in great pain.
I don't know what happened in 2005. I don't know anything about all that has happened to you that you allude to in your post, I don't need to. I would like to help if I can. Your journey through this life has had more pain than any one person should rightfully bear.

May I add a quote from my son? (It might not fit with your circumstances.) I was complaining about a situation I was in and that I "didn't want to rock the boat".
My son replied, "Hey, it's your boat!"

All of our boats are leaky and if we see them sinking we must do what we can knowing we might drown anyway.

Calz

9th April 2016, 22:09

Thank you for your thoughtful and wise words Lionhawk.

We are blessed by your presence.

Cal

Lost N Found

10th April 2016, 00:40

Brother Lion spirit Hawk!!!

Love spreading in the sunshine
Steven

Michelle Marie

10th April 2016, 01:20

I'm at my neighbors using the Internet. Going home to put a log on the fire. Sending love to all from there.

Great internal processing today...more pure love coming from new energy we all get!

:heart: Michelle Marie

Constance

10th April 2016, 06:07

My dearest brother LionHawk,

Today, I read and then re-read your latest post so that I could truly understand/comprehend where you are at; what you are sharing and why you are sharing what you are sharing.

I just want you to know that I appreciate all that you do, have done and will do for humanity and I hold you close to my heart.

with much love to you and Shadowself always,

Constance

Lionhawk

10th April 2016, 18:19

Thank-you to everyone for your sincere hearts. You all made my day! :waving:

If I may also add that many have not been aware of that event. You are not alone in that regard Heartsong. But it was available public knowledge at the time. Everyone was invited to attend if they so choose. It turned out be a great gathering of souls from all over. All I did was initialized the event. But it was "we" who were gathered that did the "do".

And of course the event didn't make FOX News. :ROFL: As a matter of fact, I had a few folks who had their own websites who contacted me and validated the event. But, and get this, they never published it on their sites. What does that tell you?

Also the event wasn't just focused on "Humanity." It was for all the Kingdoms on the Planet, but more importantly for Gaia herself. It all came down to "intention." And that is why it was a successful event. The prize for lack of better words came a couple of days later when Gaia started to radiate purple and white light. The white light turned out to be the carrier frequency and the purple light was the data. That data was "LOVE." Not easy to explain.

Mind you that I am sharing this with you as a firsthand story, which is what this thread is all about. That is what I would "love" to hear from all of you. Your firsthand experiences in terms of spirit. In this way, it separates what is real and keeps the false love and light armchair quarterbacks out of the equation. Just keeping it real. And that is what makes this thread what it is along with all of you. It wouldn't be what it is without your integrity, honesty, and spirit. And let's not forget Calz's sense of humor. :ROFL:

A funny thought just occurred to me writing this post. 10 years ago, I was so busy with so many things. So much so that I never really took a timeout and reflect. Now, 10 years later, I realize that I never gave myself a that a boy for the work that had been accomplished. There was no celebration. And yet, now looking back, it's time to do just that. That being said, would you all join me and celebrate in the name of all the souls who made a difference on that eventful day?

There is Hope. We are the hope. Make a difference! If I can, you can! :thumbsup:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GwjfUFyY6M

Calz

10th April 2016, 21:03

would you all join me and celebrate in the name of all the souls who made a difference on that eventful day?

Posted this a few times before ... but if you want a good vibe song celebrating the human spirit then it gets my vote.

Hard to listen to without feeling better regardless of your state of mind.

Look at the pure joy on many of the faces of those participating.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM#t=19

Lost N Found

11th April 2016, 02:04

Mind you that I am sharing this with you as a firsthand story, which is what this thread is all about. That is what I would "love" to hear from all of you. Your firsthand experiences in terms of spirit. In this way, it separates what is real and keeps the false love and light armchair quarterbacks out of the equation. Just keeping it real. And that is what makes this thread what it is along with all of you. It wouldn't be what it is without your integrity, honesty, and spirit. And let's not forget Calz's sense of humor

And that my dear brother and lion spirit is what has drawn folks to this campfire like moths to light. All it took was you to start the fire and sit around warming your hands and perhaps roasting a marshmellow or two waiting for the hearts to join and begin the opening to let the love move through and not break the circle or cycle or continuous movement. This is the blessing we all have recieved from your unselfish giving, your willingness to start the fire in the first place. It takes anyone to see and open their own self. That happens when one sits down and listens and begins to trust and then the door begins to open in each others hearts. It is to say "have faith". it is to feel that a safe haven is given to fully express a life of pain of love of all that is ones essence to be one with love and life.These are the blessings that happen around the campfire. The campfire is just a metaphor. it is just the place that one goes within to find the true self, the true love, the true being and to bring it forth.

I opened doors that were locked and let it out to all around the key/campfire. I will never be finished opening those doors because once you unlock and let it come forth it can not be stopped. If one tries to stop it again it will end with a darkness. I guess to say, once we open to flowing our spirits and our souls it becomes ludicrous to try to stop it and keep it locked up. You dear brother opened a door and let anyone come in that felt the need. Just my feeling.

We all get to bleed and we all get to love and we all get to feel pain. That is the essence of being is it not? It comes to a point that we have to feel, we have to give, we have to love so we can be healthy in this physical realm. So we can move forward. This is real to me brothers and sisters. I have spent most of my life learning these things and sure I have had so many doubts and so many failures and so many times just full of pain and so many times in the dark. I have searched and not found. I have found and yet lost. I have given and I have taken. I have been selfish and I have loved. I am me and I am I and I am you and you are me and what do we do, what do you do, to change and grow. These are all questions all of us have.

Dear Brother Lion spirit Hawk. You have told us of a time that you worked and fought for us and all of the kingdoms and Mother earth or Gaia as it is said. You have done much and a time for you is long overdue. I will say this because it is all I have to give I love you dearly and thank you beyond my heart.

This is my profound unfolding in the heart and I will tell you all of other experiences in my life that are real simply because the doors are open. The love was and is there. Lion spirit Hawk holds keys for all of us. All of us holds keys for everyone.

I am going to post a song for all of us. it is for all to dream, to imagine, to smile, to love, to hold, to give because we are all under the same stars. A dear sister asked this also.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JDaNYDQv7Y[/url]

So just from the heart and soul dear brother lion spirit hawk and all that have been drawn to the love of this campfire
Steven

Constance

11th April 2016, 06:09

Mind you that I am sharing this with you as a firsthand story, which is what this thread is all about. That is what I would "love" to hear from all of you. Your firsthand experiences in terms of spirit. In this way, it separates what is real and keeps the false love and light armchair quarterbacks out of the equation. Just keeping it real. And that is what makes this thread what it is along with all of you. It wouldn't be what it is without your integrity, honesty, and spirit. And let's not forget Calz's sense of humor. :ROFL:

Yes sweet LionHawk, it is what first drew me to the fire and keeps me here.

And...if I might quietly add, is how my Avatar name came about...Although I guess you already knew that ;)

Sharing firsthand experience/stories keeps everyone on an equal level playing field. It is what I live for...and to echo Steven, I am forever grateful that you started the thread.

A funny thought just occurred to me writing this post. 10 years ago, I was so busy with so many things. So much so that I never really took a timeout and reflect. Now, 10 years later, I realize that I never gave myself a that a boy for the work that had been accomplished. There was no celebration. And yet, now looking back, it's time to do just that. That being said, would you all join me and celebrate in the name of all the souls who made a difference on that eventful day?
Doing a little dance around the living room right now between typing...:dancing::Music:

There is Hope. We are the hope. Make a difference! If I can, you can! :thumbsup:

Absolutely we are! :whoo:

Hard to listen to without feeling better regardless of your state of mind.

Thank you brother! It is very uplifting :dog:

And that my dear brother and lion spirit is what has drawn folks to this campfire like moths to light. All it took was you to start the fire and sit around warming your hands and perhaps roasting a marshmellow or two waiting for the hearts to join and begin the opening to let the love move through and not break the circle or cycle or continuous movement.

This is the blessing we all have recieved from your unselfish giving, your willingness to start the fire in the first place. It takes anyone to see and open their own self. That happens when one sits down and listens and begins to trust and then the door begins to open in each others hearts. It is to say "have faith". it is to feel that a safe haven is given to fully express a life of pain of love of all that is ones essence to be one with love and life.These are the blessings that happen around the campfire. The campfire is just a metaphor. it is just the place that one goes within to find the true self, the true love, the true being and to bring it forth.

A duck just sounded a call to from somewhere out there at the exact moment I read this to confirm how true this is...Let the fire grow and burn and get so bright and hot that it encompasses the whole of the forum!
Imagine if everyone on the forum just decided to be here with us, sharing their own stories, building and sharing, building and sharing. I feel the potential of this and it gives me shivers of bliss.

This is my profound unfolding in the heart and I will tell you all of other experiences in my life that are real simply because the doors are open. The love was and is there. Lion spirit Hawk holds keys for all of us. All of us holds keys for everyone.

I am going to post a song for all of us. it is for all to dream, to imagine, to smile, to love, to hold, to give because we are all under the same stars. A dear sister asked this also.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JDaNYDQv7Y[/url]

So just from the heart and soul dear brother lion spirit hawk and all that have been drawn to the love of this campfire
Steven

My brother, thank you:bowing:

It leaves me in silence as I contemplate us all sharing the stars together...

Lionhawk

14th April 2016, 15:26

A couple of days ago, I got pinged. The following day, I got pinged again. In regards to a crop circle not yet manifested in the Scotland sector but on the slate for this year. It will look very simple but will pack one hell of a punch energetically. Also large and that seems a little weird to say since they are all large. If I hadn't gotten pinged twice, I probably wouldn't have mentioned it. We will see in the next few months.

Namaste'

Heartsong

14th April 2016, 15:45

Constance

19th April 2016, 04:44

I've just popped in here briefly to warm my hands by the fireside...and to place another log on the fire.

My son and my husband just got back from a trip to the Grampians in Victoria. I stayed behind to do bathroom renovations.

It's the first time my son has ever gone away somewhere without me and whilst he says that he had a great time with Grumple (that is his nickname for his father) he says that he really really missed me. I've had kisses and cuddles all throughout the day.

Whilst making last minute flight preparations for myself to go away up North for a few days, I came across this little gem that caught my heart.

It is an animated short movie called "The gift"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOFeSM1E2F0

I consider my son to be a gift. I waited for him to come along for 6 long years and when he finally did, he split my heart open wide. Every moment that I have been with him has been an absolute precious gift.

For you my son...I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart....:heart:

Lost N Found

21st April 2016, 01:54

Yes dear sister, the gift we all receive and some do not see, It is a very sad thing for those that can not see and except. I believe that those that go through a life and cannot see or except may pass this existence in such loneliness that they come back in sickness until they can accept the gift and that gift my dear brothers and sisters is Love. Now I was born into the gift and was given so much and I never questioned what I had or did not have while I grew to an awakening stage. That is when a heart a mind a spirit begins to understand and either shuts it all out or opens it all up. These are just my own knowings and may not be anyone elses knowings in this convoluted illusion. To just grow and know and not know and grow and know. Their are so many questions we all have as we move towards each other. I cannot even begin to know or answer any of them but only within myself and what I might feel or experience.

How many times how many lives we all have experienced, That is for each and every one to explore is it not? Fighting an outside source, a thing or beings from other worlds, dimensions is an unknown in each of us and to do it for others is a gift given and also received. I believe it is in all of us to do this for love and to want an acknowledgement is a human thing a fleshy thing. To just give and let it be always to flow in a never ending spirit is life force.

Now here is a feeling, The big bad wolf came and huffed and puffed and blew the fire out and the building down. A flame was snuffed and the darkness ascended. A light became not. A feeling was hurt. A thank you was not given and a soul ran away. A spirit went into hiding and all was sad. I am in tears and wonder. I am unknowing and full of questions. I am abandoned and feel lost and...and.....and....and....

Here are two,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPwucFar9kM

And then Just to come back

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nhdwt-WGEmc

Do we know the truth, can we see what is real, Can we feel the spirit that permeates the universe around us?
Just love to give a Gift
Steven

Calz

21st April 2016, 08:52

Member TeXaR posted this on a music thread (that very few will see)

I think it is the most amazing video I have ever seen and want to share.

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?90090-Whole-album-music-thread-...-seriously.&p=1062567&viewfull=1#post1062567

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtLHiou7anE

Matthew

21st April 2016, 10:46

That is beautiful

Lionhawk

25th April 2016, 16:02

RunningDeer

30th April 2016, 15:00

Fire of a different kind….
Have a restful weekend Everyone. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/grouphugg_zps9pad4jjh.GIF

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/cowboy-night-smiley_zps6wzgatwj.GIF

NIck and Quinlin, swinging Fire Poi in Nimbin Australia for Mardigrass 2016!!

13 year old Quinlin and her dad Nick doing fire poi for the first time in front of a major audience of hundreds of people!!!

Homeschooling ..... Math, English, Science, Geography,..... and swinging poi. That's just the way we roll!!

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Published on Apr 30, 2016
♡

Heartsong

30th April 2016, 15:29

Hello friends. I'm around the fire only briefly.

Mom had a stroke on Wednesday. She is alert at times and can talk. We had a brief discussion of politics yesterday. Mostly she sleeps.
She cannot swallow. Saliva seeps down her airways. Even a half teaspoon of water is aspirated. The doctor says that by Monday a feeding tube would need to be administered but that would be a temporary solution to nutritional needs. She has only had IV water with glucose since Wednesday night. She is 95.

Her last wishes and legal directive ask that she not be sustained by artificial means. My brother and I decided to abide by those wishes. Monday we will start hospice assistance and contact family and close friends.

I believe it's best that Mom go on to heaven. She was so active and cantankerous and got so much done in her life I can't bare to think of her enduring being bedridden and too weak to care for herself. So again I ask for you support for me and my family. My hope is that she pass quickly and peacefully.

Thank you for the warmth of your fire and your hearts.
Nancy

RunningDeer

30th April 2016, 15:48

Sending to your Mom and family, Nancy. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/spirit-life_zpsalgphnx1.jpg

♡

Lost N Found

30th April 2016, 20:16

Dear Sister Nancy, The Divine Creator is calling Mom. She is ready. I say this through the experience of my own moms wish and calling. She suffered a lot towards her going home. She was ready and told all of the kids that she was. When the Divine gathered her into the one, the peace of the soul/spirit showed brightly on her physical face and we all knew she was not in that package anymore. I want to give you something because the love we all have deep within us is for all to share.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1IkAyT_R2w

And we all give of our love
Steven

Lionhawk

30th April 2016, 21:22

Dear Heartsong,

After all the losses we all have experienced, you would think we would be wiser for those losses. We would learn that losing someone is not the end of it all, although, pending on the loss, it still pains our hearts. In my opinion, it is the "missing" that hurts more than the loss.

Back in the day, when I was dealing with a house full of ghosts, I learned that things are not what we are told to be. So to try to understand it all, I spent hours researching it all out. At least to the point of where I thought I could handle such things in a sane
light of understanding. Of course the heart automatically suffers from the disconnect we all experience when we lose a loved one. That is as real as it gets.

So the quest to a better understanding started very early on for me. It also led me to past life regressions. It has been one of my preoccupations through my whole life till a few years ago.

Back in the late 70s, I suffered from a loss. Charlotte had died from Leukemia at age 23. I was in Germany at the time and had no way of knowing any of the details. Nor did anyone contact me to inform me of her passing. Instead she visited me from beyond the grave. When she did visit me there was a barrier. Like a thick plexiglass to where I could see her projection. I could see her talking to me but could not hear what she was saying. That was a problem and I spent several months researching to find a solution to that problem.

I did finally find a book called Hypersentience by Marcia Moore, that guided me to find some answers. It was a book about past lives. Also how to gain access to all that is. But that was my little secret. Upon which I did some serious session work and was able to raise my frequency to the point where that plexiglass wall was no longer a problem. Her and I spent about 6 months conversing every night after that breakthrough. The only way I could validate the experience was by what she had spoken to me about was going to happen in my very near future. What she had said panned out.

Getting back to the book, you go through what they call the tunnel of light. In my case, I went through it and ended up at a pre birth station. Where it appeared to be some kind of different looking castle on the outside. Once inside this castle, there were polished floors and even beautiful wood furniture. Long hallways with rooms behind the hallway doors. There was a small staff there. Some were in these rooms. I concluded that they were agents of some sort.

Years later and up to a few years ago, Shadowself and I decided to work it hard to find answers we had questions to in relation to our past lives. What we discovered was that it was a trap of sorts. We confronted the staff there about the deceptions and they all ran and disappeared.

A couple of years ago, Shadowself and I, knowing that we are getting old, started to formalize an exit plan. I remember telling her that I am not going to go into the light when I pass because of what we had discovered to be a very sinister trap of sorts.

So...and I am sorry for being a little long winded here, one of the latest things being posted on the Internet is about, not to go into the light. From my heart to yours, and it is a choice, but could be one of the best gifts you could give your Mom, is don't go into the light. All she has to do is think about going to her true home and she will be free of this sinister program that has enslaved us all, all these years.

So many times we end up in reactionary mode when we lose a loved one and we suffer from the hurt to where our pain from such an ordeal, blinds us and prevents us from doing anything positive in the passing of those we have lost.

THE LOVE YOU WITHHOLD IS THE PAIN THAT YOU CARRY!

How profound! And so true!

All I can say now to you Heartsong, is NAGOSSA!

Namaste'

RunningDeer

30th April 2016, 22:04

I was there when my Dad past. He hung on in a semi-comatose state for almost a day. He’d come to, only long enough for more morphine. Then I realized my Dad was holding on because he wasn’t ready to leave. I told him that he didn't have to worry about Mom, that we'd all take care of her. With that promise, I saw a faint blush of color on his face.

I told my Mom it was time to say good bye and let him know you'll be okay. I explained that Dad needs to hear it from her. She told him it was okay to go, that she'd be alright. That's when he took one last breath, opened his eyes, and lifted his head off the pillow. They kissed. She reminded him that she'd see him soon. Mom passed three years later almost to the day.

Even though my relationship with my father was tumultuous, I was fortunate to spend those last days, hours, minutes and seconds with him. Whether he fulfilled his mission or incurred more karma it’s hard to know. But in those last minutes, I watched in realtime a transformation into a child-like innocence. Where most of the lines of wear and control and whatever held him hostage disappeared. In those last moments, I met my Father for the first time.

RunningDeer :heart:

Constance

1st May 2016, 01:21

Last week, Breal shared with us a great post. A gift if you will to all of us. As many of you have posted around our campfire, I consider your stories a gift and your ability to share another gift. But Breal started it all for me last week. I received 3 gifts last week. Just out of the blue. Breal really got me thinking about this Gift thingy.

The gifts I am talking about are not the ones that you can purchase at your local store. The gifts I am talking about can transcend this physicality. Can allow the receiver to experience heartfelt joy and bliss without time being a factor.

And as with any gift, there is love within it as it is given with love. From heart to heart. The loving intention sent in a specific direction with a certain frequency. Love in action if you will. That's real love. Anyone can say I love you, but it's the action of that love that makes it real. The 10% action that is required. And that takes HEART to make it so. Anyone can say I love you, and the mind can think it. But if you notice the heart is in action all the time whether the mind sleeps or not.

I am very happy for you Breal because you and your Son are transcending time with what is in your hearts and every moment that you are sharing with each other is in the "NOW" moment for each of you. Your joy has no past or future. It is on all the time.

What makes these great gifts is the sharing.

Namaste'

I dedicate this next number to Breal and her Son and welcome everyone to reflect upon this with your opened hearts.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRl9Av95Uck

OMG!! I have been struggling with computer problems and did not see your incredible post until today when I opened up my brand new computer and logged straight into here after so long an absence:sun:

Hooray!!!!

Thank you LionHawk for that dedication.:heart: That was a gift for me and for everyone.

It sure is no ordinary love that my son and I experience and the challenge is to have this very love in action connect and spread throughout the rest of humanity and to be able to maintain it forever. I sometimes fall short of this because of the human condition but I do try the very best I can because I know that ultimately, this is the ONLY way forward.

You inspire me to be a better person LionHawk :bowing: as does everyone here, my beloved ones.

As we journey through life together and on this thread, I will do the very best I can to share unconditionally, all that I have and all that I am.

I'm prepared to step up and take everything to the next level.

Shadowself

1st May 2016, 14:25

Good Morning!

Man I must have been really tired...I just slept 13 hours! Dreams were amazingly stark. The Eyes have it. I've always been attracted to eyes. It must be an Egyptian thing...or simply that the eyes carry the wonderment of the soul. Gazing out onto the world for something new to see.

Imaging the eyes of a child seeing their first snow!

I watched a video trailer on Vimeo which apparently I cannot embed here and is not available on Youtube.

Inspired by:

The Fools Journey

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Inspired by a song my intuitive guidance led me to the Journey once again.

Journey's end to the fabled halls of Valhalla once traveled.

Wonders abound the new path to find the perfect.

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"Histories of ages past
Unenlightened shadows cast
Down through all eternity
The crying of humanity..."

~

Start with gazing eyes upon the fresh fallen snow.
The path is covered.

Forage a fresh new path till the time comes
To enter the halls of Valhalla.

Till then the wonderment of the journey continues.
Make it a good one.

Observe the wonderment.

https://vimeo.com/55307324

~

Find your freedom

RunningDeer

1st May 2016, 16:16

Good Morning!

Till then the wonderment of the journey continues.
Make it a good one.

Observe the wonderment.

https://vimeo.com/55307324

Find your freedom
Happy spring, Shadowself… http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/coffeebath_zpsrpxxmm0c.GIF
Here's your video.
(How to embed Vimeo, post #35 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?66104-How-to-Tips-with-Visuals-for-Links-Quotes-Images-etc.&p=948528&viewfull=1#post948528).)

http://vimeo.com/55307324
:heart:

Shadowself

1st May 2016, 16:38

Thanks Runningdeer!

Here's one for a test from a friend that only posts video to Vimeo

http://vimeo.com/46461267

:clapping:

Lost N Found

1st May 2016, 18:07

Wow, Thank you dear sister Shadowself, I am humbled and speechless. And Paula such a dear.

Just from the heart Love
Steven

Heartsong

2nd May 2016, 03:26

Hallelujah! I think Mom's turned a corner. This afternoon she was able to swallow. She can have itty bitty bits of pudding and Ensure and ice chips. Thank you for all your prayers. I don't know if we're entirely out of the woods yet, but she'll last longer with food.
Nancy

Ewan

2nd May 2016, 13:56

Well this took a while but here I am as a baby. The top picture is my favourite, apparently my Mum said to my Dad that I looked like Kruschev. Lower picture with my sister, who is 18 months older.

http://www.image-share.com/upload/3229/248m.jpg (http://www.image-share.com/ijpg-3229-248.html)

What do you know, I did smile as a baby. On my maternal grandparents knee. He was my favourite out of all my relations; mostly, I think, because he had 'don't give a damn' attitude. I still can hear my mother saying 'Daaaad!' when he did something that made me laugh but my mother thought was inapropriate.

http://www.image-share.com/upload/3229/249m.jpg (http://www.image-share.com/ijpg-3229-249.html)

On my way up Snowdon for the first time, aged nearly 4. This is probably about 100m from the carpark and I've stopped for a rest. :)

http://www.image-share.com/upload/3229/250m.jpg (http://www.image-share.com/ijpg-3229-250.html)

RunningDeer

2nd May 2016, 15:25

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Ewan_zpsftvfwibh.jpg
:heart:

Well this took a while but here I am as a baby.

Ewan

2nd May 2016, 16:35

Ha! Thanks RD, you've made me almost presentable. :)

RunningDeer

2nd May 2016, 17:44

Ha! Thanks RD, you've made me almost presentable. :)

Posted by Ewan (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=1056956&viewfull=1#post1056956): “…If you saw pictures of me as a baby, (in fact I will try to get them from my mother and scan them), I look so grumpy and unhappy. You never saw a baby that frowned more. It seems right from the start I didn't trust anything I saw and was fearful that things were going to go wrong any second.”

Almost presentable? Naw...I’d say a smiley, cutie-pie. It's weird how we're our own worst critics.

(Ahem. Projection.:inlove:)

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/director_zps0cwtxixq.GIFI’m going by four slides from a five reels + bonus set. (3 smiles out of 4)

I checked back to your original post about your disposition. I'd not be surprised that there was a lot of deep pondering goin’ on about this strange, strange world.

Say cheese..Ewan.
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Calthinkingbubble2_zpsfwnfabgg.GIF

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/camera_zpstlobcl2b.jpg
:heart:

Constance

4th May 2016, 02:56

Thanks Runningdeer!

Here's one for a test from a friend that only posts video to Vimeo

http://vimeo.com/46461267

:clapping:

Thank you so much Brooke for that video of your friends. :heart:

It was so poignant, I am posting the lyrics

home - its so far away come on home
home - a candle you can hold, your not alone
home - so far away come on home
home - a voice from within, your not alone
home - a candle you can hold, your not alone
home - your so far away come on home
home - a voice from within, your not alone

I am sending this to a friend who needs it right now. Thank you again :bearhug:

I have always been attracted to eyes too sister Brooke. Some eyes you could just gaze into forever and see eternity in them.

Ah, yes. To see through the eyes of a tiny child. Everything fresh, everything new.

I think of your poem and I am beckoned on and forwards through that untracked snow.

Nancy - I hold a candle for you and for your mother :hug:

https://blogs.utas.edu.au/international/files/2015/04/candlelight.jpg

Paula - you really do baby Ewan justice in those photo's. :thumbsup:

And... how wonderful that you had the opportunity to see that transformation within your own father and see that child-like innocence shine through. :heart:
I felt your experience like an arrow through my own heart as I am reminded of my own aging father.

The older he gets, the more child-like he is becoming. He has grown to be so gentle and so curious about the world. He was always such a harsh disciplinarian but he has mellowed so much now that things he would blow his top over he now no longer even notices.
It is the most amazing contrast in a person I think I have ever seen and I am most grateful for this mellowing as is my mother! :bigsmile:

Apparently, my dads father was exactly the same however, I only ever saw the sweet gentle side of my grandfather because he was very old by the time I had the opportunity to connect with him.
He would smile broadly at me and ply me with food much like a mother bird does with her baby bird. In his broken english, I can still hear him saying "Eat wege-tables Cornie, eat wege-tables"

Ewan

4th May 2016, 10:31

A poem (an ode, a ditty, a stanza?) I wrote when I was 17, remembered verbatim.

I love you and you love me,
but we're strangers living worlds apart.

You fathered me, I am your son,
but there's a stone wall between our hearts.

Still there to this day. (The wall). He's approaching the end now and I did mention it to him recently.

"Dad, you've never been able to talk to me."

"That's ridiculous, of course I can talk to you."

End of conversation.

As a troubled youth there was a lyric from a song (Lene Lovich) called 'Home' that meant a great deal to me.

Home is where the heart is, home is so remote,
Home is just emotion sticking in my throat.

Home is hard to swallow, home is like a rock,
Home is good clean living, home is .. I forgot.

Home is so suspicious, home is close control,
Home is will you miss us, home is I DONT KNOW.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oWOsZcJ0rXY

As a 17 yr old at college I saw her live, at that college, and needless to say developed quite a crush on her. When we are emotional teenagers song lyrics seem to have so much meaning.

So for a long time I thought there was something wrong with me. I didn't really feel anything about my family other than that which came from a sense of duty. And that did not sit well because 'duty' in that respect made no sense to me.

It was not until I was 40 that someone said to me, in relation to the above, that some souls incarnate into families that are going to mean something, contain numerous life lessons. Others leave home at the earliest opportunity never going back. Only you know your feelings, just follow them.

That helped a lot in coming to terms with the situation. But still that duty nags at me, you are expected to behave in certain ways. Say certain things, show concern at certain points. If you don't there is something wrong with you.

As equipped and practiced as I am for bouts of introspection I'm not sure there isn't something wrong with me. Maybe its me that built all the walls and I just can't see it. I feel nothing for my family, nor my wife. God, that sounds so cold and heartless. I care deeply for my two children though, and no-one makes me smile as much as they do. They bring out the parental instinct in me for sure.

I have no idea what love is. I recognise all the emotions though, those that are typically amalgamated and labelled as love. From what I can see, 'love' to most people comes with caveats attached. I will love you as long as you continue to behave in such a fashion, as long as such and such criteria remain in place. If you do not maintain this I will withdraw my love. This is not love, I'm sure of that.

Hmm, is this thread for joyful sharings? I may have gone off-topic. :blushing:

Breal's post above triggered a memory and I just started typing. I'm neither sad nor depressed, just sharing. :)

Lost N Found

5th May 2016, 04:19

To all above this post, It is so wonderful to see you around the campfire and adding logs to keep us all warm. Paula you have filled yourself in and you are beautiful. I feel you have had an epiphany.

I have to add a sadness here and it is a tear for me. I have had friends in my past that gave up and left. I have a very close friend, brother that is giving up and I feel him going away. He has lost so much but I always thought he could be strong enough to withstand the winds and rocks of the storm. Now I am not so sure for him. I am in tears and another brother is also. I am going to post this song because it is a hope and prayer for him but it is also a wish from within my heart that he might just hold on.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kI0Zye_ewPE

And with that I will shrink into the shadows from the fire for this evening and give my love to all here.

Steven

Stephanie

5th May 2016, 06:44

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And with that I will shrink into the shadows from the fire for this evening and give my love to all here.

Steven

With your beautiful heart and loving light,
there are no shadows.
Uplifting blessings and prayers for y/our dear brother.
:heart:

Lionhawk

8th May 2016, 15:11

:flower: Happy Mother's Day to all the Goddesses here at this great house.

Back when I was a young buck, my younger brother and I decided to go on a fishing trip. So we headed out to a little stream in the back country. We fished for some fingerling brook trout at this little stream. We headed down stream, fishing the pools as we went. We didn't have any luck and that just drove us to try harder. We came to a spot and noticed a steel pipe in the stream. The pipe disappeared into the bank, so we decided to check out where this pipe went. We climbed over the bank and lo and behold there was a small beautiful pond. Private property signs were nailed on trees all around the pond.

We found where the pipe entered the pond and started to fish. What happened next was amazing. We caught 20 trout in like 15 minutes. If you can imagine fly fishing with regular line. We would hook one and pull the fish out of the water, the fish would land on the ground next to us, unhook it's self, and we would whip the line back into the water in like 2 seconds.

We were having a blast and couldn't believe what was happening. We had trout flopping all over the place. They were all pan size. As with all good things, they can be short lived. The next thing you know the owner of the property shows up in his white Galaxy. When he spotted us, he spun his tires on the nice grass surrounding the pond. My brother and I took off running back to where we came from. And as luck would have it, my brother sprained his ankle. So here I was holding him up and carrying our poles, and we ended up getting caught.

Ralph was the property owner and he was surely pissed. He did give us a ride home however, giving a warning to my mother to not let that happen again. After he left, my Mom said, "Wait till your Dad comes home." We ended up with a good old fashion butt chewing.

A year passes and it turned out to be Mother's Day. Well, I wanted to do something for her and it came to me that I was at wits end. Then this bright idea popped in my head to go fishing and hopefully she could sit down to a worthy trout breakfast. It was early so I headed out and went back to that pond where my brother and I got caught. My brother wasn't with me this time, so it was much easier to travel through the woods.

I get to the spot where the pipe enters the pond. It's 7:30 in the morning and within 10 minutes I caught 3 trout. There was a difference in these trout though. They were much bigger and averaged 4 lbs. a piece. I was so excited and knew Mom would be proud of my catch.

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So I get home, Mom and Dad had just gotten up and the coffee was on the brew. I put the fish in the sink and my Dad was drooling over them. Mom pipes up and says, "Where did you catch them?" I told her the truth and she blew up and started to give me the riot act. She got so mad that she headed for the telephone and was going to call the cops on me. Dad gets up and takes the phone out of her hands and says, We are going to have fish for breakfast, and then hangs up the phone. Took her awhile for her blood pressure to come down but we did have a great trout breakfast on that Mother's Day.

I never went back to that pond. Wanted to. I'll leave it up to you to figure out the moral of the story. All I know is I loved my Mother and would do anything to make her happy even if it meant to bend a few laws. I don't regret what I did because it was out of love that I did it.

I do hope that all your Sons and Daughters make a wonderful Day for you! And hopefully they don't get arrested for bringing home a fish surprise.

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Happy Happy Mother's Day :p

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtgi8ZsnG30

RunningDeer

8th May 2016, 15:16

Thank you, LionHawk. A shout out to all the Moms around the world.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/mom-title2_zpsqtrwaa7u.jpg

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Photoshop/eyes_zpss9w780kx.GIF
:heart:

Joe Sustaire

8th May 2016, 15:29

And to all the lovely souls here, I hope you're celebrating life around the campfire here!

My heart is full this mother's day as I also celebrate our 44th anniversary. Missing you everyday Patty, thank you for all the love!

Stay well my friends and enjoy the fire!

Constance

8th May 2016, 21:57

The fires are burning very brightly around here both literally and metaphorically and I am sending you the biggest airhug I can for you Joe.

Thanks for your story LionHawk. It was so heartwarming to hear about your undying love for your mother. It touched my heart.

For all those Mothers who are still celebrating, I send out my heartfelt wishes for a happy Mothers day too.

Mothers day started for me with my sons arms around my neck and the sweetest kiss.

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Lost N Found

9th May 2016, 02:21

Constance

9th May 2016, 03:21

I am with warm heart at the fish for breakfast and the child's arms around the neck of mama. All the brothers and sisters around the fire today is very warm and touching. Constance I know it is literally burning in the bush and I am sending the most safety net I can in thoughts for all down there.. Here is a rose for all mothers. My twin flame (Babe) was moved with this from our youngest daughter. So just passing the love to all mothers

Love for all
Steven

Thank you my brother for your kind wishes.

Flash flooding and bushfires here now.

We've been experiencing very unusual weather patterns. I remember someone predicting 20 years ago that Melbourne would one day be tropical.

It has sure felt that way in the last few weeks.

We experienced the most spectacular lightening storm over our heads last week that seemed to go on forever. I cannot ever recall a lightening storm like that here before.

The entire house shook with thunder. We then had torrential downpours where the rain was coming down so hard that water managed to somehow get into the roof of our house. It was crazy!

And now we are on standby here for flashing flooding because it has been so dry and so warm that water just doesn't get absorbed into the ground. We live right on a creek that flash flooded 10 years ago and just missed the land here.

Fingers crossed...

RunningDeer

9th May 2016, 08:04

Flash flooding and bushfires here now.

We've been experiencing very unusual weather patterns. I remember someone predicting 20 years ago that Melbourne would one day be tropical.

It has sure felt that way in the last few weeks.

We experienced the most spectacular lightening storm over our heads last week that seemed to go on forever. I cannot ever recall a lightening storm like that here before.

The entire house shook with thunder. We then had torrential downpours where the rain was coming down so hard that water managed to somehow get into the roof of our house. It was crazy!

And now we are on standby here for flashing flooding because it has been so dry and so warm that water just doesn't get absorbed into the ground. We live right on a creek that flash flooded 10 years ago and just missed the land here.

Fingers crossed...
Fingers crossed with you, Breal. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif
Ulli and KiwiElf posted on the Here & Now their experiences.
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/earthhug_zpsoj1aizef.GIF

To be honest, I'm getting nervous.
The volcano 30 miles north of us is becoming hyperactive again.
And now the winds are no longer blowing east to west but northeast to southwest, and we have been getting ashes.
Fine dust. Gone are the days of blue skies.
View from my terrace at lunchtime today.

And yesterday we had a strong tremor, the whole house shook. Only lasted a few seconds. Four point something.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Ulli_zps7ixufyuu.jpg

You have every good reason to be Ulli. Same thing is happening here in NZ too, (both White Island & Mt Ruapehu volcanos, which have both had their alert levels raised from "0" since the two big quakes last month - they suddenly came back to active status) and like Mt St Helens, the USGS is (typical) downplaying it. Any other time might not be a worry. Mexico had quite a strong quake in the last few hours.

Time to put out a call to Mother Nature.
Let her know there are folks here to help.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/call-to-Mother_zpsscmpphw9.jpg
:heart:

Lost N Found

9th May 2016, 20:06

We all hold those in places of danger in our hearts and send the Love of helping out. Mother earth wakes up and we hear her loud and clear, Man causes dangers and we become involved in things that should not be. Hard to say what we get or not in this life. Anger and frustration can fill us all with pain but there is always a knowing that can bring us to an understanding.

With that, I would like to give this little piece of heart to all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96kI8Mp1uOU

Love to all around the campfire
Steven

Constance

9th May 2016, 22:28

Putting out that call to Mother Nature Paula!

Fingers crossed for all...

It seems as if the lesser priorities of the day fall away when we know that others are suffering around us.

It certainly keeps one focussed on why we are here and what we need to be doing for ourselves, each other and Mother Earth.

I trust there will be enough time for Ulli and KiwiElf to evacuate if things don't settle down in those parts of the world. Big Earth hugs to you both :bearhug:

More rain and high winds here today. The creek and river around our area are still holding steady so I am very grateful for that.

Bushfires in South Australia also seem to be for the most part under control now too.

Thank you for that beautiful video Steven.

Shed a few tears over the sweetness and the gift it brought to my heart.

:heart::heart:

Lionhawk

11th May 2016, 16:16

So one day back in 2002, my buddy Larry calls me up. He says, " Hey, I just got a call from a friend of mine who works for a top secret lab and he tells me that there has been a UFO that has crashed in South America." "Do you know anything about it? I told him that I had not. As it turns this lab has all kinds of equipment, that is state of the art to detect all kinds of telemetry data. This lab was also sought out by one of the 3 letter orgs who handle crash retrievals.

At the time Larry had called me, things were already on the move as far as this UFO crash. The retrieval team was in route to intercept. Larry had told his friend that he might be able to find out more and would get back to him on that.

So Larry asks me if I could do a session to see what was happening. Mind you this conversation we are having is on a hardline. (telephone) I told Larry he would have to dictate what my session brought forth because I told him that I couldn't do both by myself plus hold the phone up.

So here we go and I bi locate to the crash site. The crash was in a jungle between two mountain ranges. Very thick. Plus a small waterfall was nearby the crashed ship. I was floating in the air above the craft. The craft was a small saucer shape. I went down and entered the craft. No one was home. There were symbols by the entry way. Small in size and about 5' high on the jam of the entry way. The craft being about 30' in diameter. Silver gray in color and not shiny. Please note to describe an alien craft isn't easy to do so use your imagination.

Taking a look around, I saw 3 seats at a console in the center of the craft. There was also what look like a flat table where some type of device sat on. It looked like a computer, desktop type but twice the size and square. It had tubes coming out and going into itself. Approximately 20" square.

I left the ship and floated back up in the air. I was about 100' up and noticed a shimmering so I headed towards it to investigate.
The shimmering was also up in the air. When I got closer, I saw 3 shimmerings and when I got closer the shimmerings disappeared and what came into view were 3 smalls Greys floating in the air above the craft. They were looking down and stayed in their respective positions. So I took a chance and approached them.

These Greys were not PLFs. They were the real deal. They were like an olive color and had suction cups on the ends of their 3 fingers. One was in charge of their mission and the other 2 were like sentry types.

So I struck up a conversation with the leader. He (personified male), telepathically told me several things that were intriguing. He informs me that they were waiting for someone to show up. that they were delivering a device that not only controlled weather but also other things as well. That their faction was changing their ways and were attempting to make things right as it were in the eyes of the Galactics but his faction still had pockets of darkness that did not have Earth's best interests in mind.

He also tells me that this crash was also staged. Their whole mission was staged to fool the US, so they could deliver the package and leave without dealing with the US retrieval team.

The next thing you know, a Brazilian man shows up. Stocky build and middle aged. Enters the craft and with what I term the Weather Machine in his arms. He disappears into the forest. It all had to be done quickly and his passage led to some underground facility by going through a portal at a certain location.

When all that transpired, the 3 Greys floated down and then entered the craft. Within a couple of minutes, they took off, went straight up. As it turns out there was a large mother ship, over head in the ionosphere, waiting for the small craft.

Before they had left, the leader told me that they had technology to fool the US. They could make things appear elsewhere. Hologram technology is what I think he was referring too.

So Larry had this all written down and I went to work on the symbols I saw in the craft. I had told Larry where the location was. So Larry gets back to his friend at the lab and tells him what the session revealed. His friend gets back and according to the telemetry says that it was very close.

A couple of interesting things that made me think twice, was when it comes to crash retrievals, there are no borders when it comes to the US. They can just enter a country and do what they want without any reverberations. Don't even ask for permission. And that is world wide. They might be challenged by Russia or China as to these regards but who in the hell knows.

This weather machine is probably not the right name for it. As I sensed it could also effect the Earth in other ways. Like Earth quakes for instance. I sensed a wider range of things that it could do. Now maybe they could be using it to balance things out as far as Harrp and all the rest of it. These Greys seemed benevolent. I do know they weren't Dows and had a more gentle demeanor. Peaceful.

In my opinion, what I see as far as the weather goes, we contribute to it with our emotional thoughts. The negative ones. And what do you expect Mother Earth to do with all those negative emotional thoughts that we have put into her auric field? The weather is her way of balancing out those negative emotions. It is no accident. I also think the weather will get worse as we go forward as we react negatively to the changes that are being forced upon us. So many things contribute to Gaia's well being and yet how often do you hear someone standing up and taking responsibility for their own pain? And yet we all speak like victims of such catastrophes, like we had nothing whatsoever to do with it. There is your disconnect once again.

There is no further need for a calling. That's been done already. And if you missed that calling, something within you blocked that calling. And that's alright too. Get on the train when you are ready. The call was sent out awhile back when you were sleeping. So be it. No biggie.

In the meantime, just know you also have the potential to assist Gaia by getting a handle on your own pain, your own anger, and your own thoughts. Stop acting like a victim and take responsibility for the sake of yourself and the Planet. That right there would be a good start. If we all did that, this game would be over with.

In the meantime, help your neighbors. We are all connected and knowing and being that connection far out weighs talking about it. I'm sick of the talk. Let's walk!

Namaste'

Constance

12th May 2016, 22:54

I read this poem when I was in high school.

It has never been far from my heart.

A sweet deer someone inspired me to share this poem here. Her words gave me hope for humanity. They were the most profound I have heard and rang so true.

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

John Gillespie Magee, Jr

RunningDeer

12th May 2016, 23:50

Like you, Breal.… beautiful. Beautiful post and poem. Thank you. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif
And thank you for your supportive, loving energy.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/deer.JPG

:heart:

RunningDeer

14th May 2016, 14:15

Fresh off listening to interviews with Marcia Schafer: quick notes @ post #2 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?90649-Intergalactic-Anthropology-Spirconomics-the-Future-of-Humanity&p=1068120&viewfull=1#post1068120) & post #4 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?90649-Intergalactic-Anthropology-Spirconomics-the-Future-of-Humanity&p=1068139&viewfull=1#post1068139), I googled to find more and what popped up was this one with her partner, Bob Dean. I couldn’t help but think of Brook and LionHawk. (quick link here @ 12:38 for the video below) (https://youtu.be/hVibbzkhMLk?t=12m38s)

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/hello-smiley_zps6oor5mb3.GIF to All. Enjoy your day. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-079668_zpsiqx0rpls.GIF

hVibbzkhMLk
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Matthew

16th May 2016, 14:49

I've no log to add just a picture: brazier, wood burning camping stove and coffee pot. The little wood burning stove that coffee pot is on is great btw.

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Heartsong

25th May 2016, 17:13

Just got back to the thread and am wondering how everyone is doing. My life continues on. Mom is still alive though impaired by the stroke. She is in hospice care. I'm doing physical therapy on my neck and left hamstring. ( is this TMI?) My mind doesn't focus well but they say that's to be expected under the circumstances. No one knows how long Mom will live and that's always on my mind. There is only my brother and I to plan the service and write the obituary and distribute the assets. I need to manage the finances and taxes. Hard to do when the brain won't focus.
For you, my friends, I hope when you reach this point in your life you can navigate it with courage and strength for it will take that. But just living takes that, doesn't it.
Much Love,
Nancy

Stephanie

25th May 2016, 17:39

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Gently, softly, step by step......

Stephanie

30th June 2016, 07:08

Loving blessings.
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Lost N Found

13th July 2016, 22:09

So I walked away and went looking for others to bring
I could find no one to come and sing

I came to look for the fire
and found only a watered down pile of coals
All I saw was pain for hire
and an empty forest of souls

I wondered through the past
and found that nothing can last
I saw the eyes close of the hawk
and the Lion ran away so fast

I am at loss
for our hearts have become sad
and we have lost a piece of life
with which we all must give strife
and all come closer to the truth

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWY47W_K8c8

Just a particle of being
Steven

Lost N Found

16th July 2016, 20:28

So the fire went out but the spark remains deep within heart. A lion found another den and the Hawk flew to the mountains. A shadow faded out and we all found ourselves lost to a Barren land within. I will give this and then I will search for that spark to re-ignite. I call it the barren land.
To all that sat around this camp that is out. Love in the most.

THE BARREN LAND
I may not go there anymore; my eyes may not see these barren lands
Do I not feel the pulse of the heartbeat that shutters with so many pains?
Have I left the battlefield where all have raised their hands to erase the bloody stains?
Must I wander across the sacred ground that is full of lost souls and shall I never see
How I am bound,
How I am fooled and how I am schooled?
Show me this place that I may go, to gather the understanding, to know the beginning, to gain the wisdom, to feel the heartbeat of life.
A place of light and not of dark
A place of truth and not of lies
A place of reality and not of illusions, because where I am is full of delusions
I am of this barren land and so I shall hold out my hand.

A part of Lost N Found

Heartsong

16th July 2016, 20:59

Here is my hand and a bit of my heart. I put them out in hope, too numb and tired to see if really there is any body there. Thank you for posting LostNFound.
I still believe we are all here in spirit but perhaps some can not post.

I feel self-conscious posting because things have become truly difficult with issues surrounding my mother.
I'm strong enough to cope, but just cope. I face her decline while I face my own resentment toward her. When she left the hospital we were told she would likely die in 3 weeks. She didn't. She recovered enough to be released from Hospice care. She's angry. She craves attention. She wants her every need met...now, immediately. Fortunately I'm not her caregiver. I go to visit every other day or every two days where I'm met with a litany of complaints. Some may be real, some may be delusion. It's for me to sort out.

I'm haunted by the fact that If I do not treat her well, then I myself will someday be in the same circumstances ... A primitive notion of Karma. Being alone, scared, confused, nearly deaf and blind, It terrifies me. I feel the guilt she so easily places on me, that for some reason I so easily accept. Dearest husband says that I've spent my entire life trying to please her....appease her so she wouldn't be angry with me. And so it goes, the eternal battle. I wonder how many lifetimes we've done this.

What happened to the people of the campfire? I miss hearing about their lives. I enjoyed partaking of their experience and wisdom....all so different than mine.
So, I've thrown my log on the fire. It wouldn't take many more to kindle the warmth again.
Heartsong

Stephanie

16th July 2016, 21:11

Loving blessings......always....
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ThePythonicCow

17th July 2016, 00:47

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Special delivery postcard, from YoYoYo (who is on sabbatical, but couldn't resist peaking in here):

http://thepythoniccow.us/YoYoYo-Postcard.jpg
:) :cow: :)

VM Smith

17th July 2016, 04:46

I thought we could use a fire prayer...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dp9beHIjkJY

RunningDeer

19th July 2016, 21:43

Denean - Fire Prayer

Artist Note: The ancient ones--those unseen ones of the light--they are quiding this earth walk--surrounding us with love. It is only for us to become aware. It is time.

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FIRE PRAYER

We circle around the fire
We feel the spirits near
We know their loving presence
As we offer them our prayers

See the gentle smoke rising
From the earth to the sky
Sharing each prayer we offer
With the ancient ones on high
With the ancient ones on high

Every thought, every hope
Every joy, every dream
Sent upon the sacred smoke
To the ancient ones unseen
To the ancient ones unseen

Hear the voice calling you
In your heart you know it's true
Feel the love abound
Of the ancient ones around you
Of the ancient ones around you

(repeat)

Tag:
Feel the ancient ones all around you
Yes, the ancient ones are around you
With love, with love

Written by Denean and Cherokee Wayne

Sacred Spirit, Yeha-Noha
(Wishes Of Happiness And Prosperity)

TRANSLATION: Let us eclipse the the sun and the moon with our spiritual and emotional being, and let us transcend these physical barriers and negativity which have made us a nation of one. May the winds of time put into motion this feeling we share with our Mother Earth and this universe till the end of time. May the creator bestow upon us a grand sense of unity and peace which we will continue to pass on to our people, wherever they reside.

CNApcyzaY60

"Sacred Spirit - Yeha Noha"

Yeha noha

ah-uh nayah oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day can-non non noha (noha)

ah-uh nayah oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day yeha-noha (noha)

ah-uh nayay tor-shna nena-nay-yayah
nena-nay-yay yeha-noha (noha)
ah-uh nayay tor-shna nena-nay-yayah
yeha-noha (noha)

nee-yoh-wah nee-yoh
nee-yoh-wah nee-yoh

ah-uh nayah oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day can-non non noha (noha)

ah-uh nayah oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day oh-wa oh-wa
shon-day yeha-noha (noha)

ah-uh nayay tor-shna nena-nay-yayah
nena-nay-yay yeha-noha (noha)
ah-uh nayay tor-shna nena-nay-yayah
yeha-noha (noha)

Lost N Found

25th July 2016, 21:01

I can only say that the fire did become warm and that there are still very warm folks that sit around. YO YO YO has sent us a post card via Paul and said that the embers are still warm and can re ignite that love of warmth. Our new addition VM Smith has given us a great piece and RunningDeer has added to that. What a wonderful dear she is. Sstarss has given us a great log to keep the fire burning and breal has done us all a great love. Heartsong are songbird has told us of her mother and what goes on with the love. We all wish you the best of all our dear songbird. I am no more than another piece of the being of the one and I wish to express what I can and give of myself to this warmth we all gathered to by a very special two loving parts of our lives. so this is just a part.

LOST N FOUND

I did not see, I did not feel, my belief had dwindled,
I moved into a cloud of gray twilight
Where all that was and all that is was lost to my sight
And the fire was not kindled.
I saw only the two dimensional paintings. I felt only the external shell,
My heart was enclosed so nothing could be exposed.
My mind was shut and memory was locked. Once there was a soul but now it was blocked.
I was lost and traveled in a land that gives no light.

And soon it was shown, that a crack was sown.
A door was opened and a light came forth.
A hand reached out and took the heart, and kindled the fire that was buried so deep
And still within the sleep.
Memories were released and the gates were broken,
The heart was set free and the soul came forth,
Love was full and words were spoken.
The mind is open and full of light, the heart shines and now the soul can grow
I was Lost and now I am found and this is what I may know

As I say, I am just one part of the being of all of us and this is just something that comes from the heart

Just Steven

RunningDeer

25th July 2016, 22:49

As they say…no news is good news, so not much to post these days.

There are the early morning walks to beat the heat and humidity. The pigeons and the next generation of pigeons gather for breakfast. Some have figured out the hiding places where I toss out birdseed for the sparrows. Sometimes the pigeons beat me there.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Animals/pigeons_zpszl86i4eh.JPG

I’m battening down the hatches for a repeat of rain, thunder and lightening and high winds, due in a few hours here on the north eastern coast. One meteorologist included a tornado watch. Alas, no red shoes...but I got me some big, old red boots. Today, I made a sacrifice and wore them for a couple of hours in the sweltering humidity…all to ward off that tornado. No worries. If the boots don’t work, I’ll send it out to sea.

Hummmm…..maybe I ought send a couple of pigeon friends out as a heads up to the sea life.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/General/red-boots_zpsssd5wkzl.JPG

I lost power and water in last weekends storm. I’m generally prepared within the realm of what's possible where I hang my hat. Today, I did some extra cooking. They’re foods that hold up well in the refrigerator when the electricity goes out.

I made big batches of:

organic rolled oats with cinnamon, dates and bananas
a triple combo of sweet potatoes, and new and red potatoes. I mix that up with home-made sauerkraut, some Bragg’s apple cider vinegar and nutritional yeast.
Sushi rice, organic corn, kelp and ume plum vinegar.

RunningDeer

26th July 2016, 11:26

redundant...

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/garbage-can_zpsgd97ktcu.GIF
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Calthinkingbubble2_zpsfwnfabgg.GIF

Thanks, Steven.:wave:
Re-add some photos from where I live.

A morning dove on the gate in my yard.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/pine-tree-dove_zpsvjxrjr3z.JPG

The rest are several miles away.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/10.JPG

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/11.JPG

This tree was cut down to widen the road.
Lots of debate and news reports but in the end, progress won out.
A sad day for many of us.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/Brooks.JPG

Sycamore trees
with a touch of artistic play
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Seasons/block.JPG

Lost N Found

27th July 2016, 01:56

I did like the pictures, What a wonderful place you live. I sincerely hope you did not get burnt fingers for removing the log.

Just giving some smiles My deer Paula.
All the best
Steven

Ron Mauer Sr

10th October 2016, 01:29

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Lost N Found

30th October 2016, 20:23

And so it is and as it was.

COME AND GONE

And so we came, we saw the light, we felt the heart.
Something or someone gave us the connection of not being apart.
We talked of love, we talked of knowing, we felt the warmth and we saw the dove.

We gave of our life and fell into the memories as we spoke of our stories.
Each of us saw the living of the past and grew to know just how we can grow and how long we all may last.

A touch of sound, a memory from the mind is something sad and something wonderful from behind.
Yet each has lost and each has gained and we all have tried to each, just to explain,
That we are all the same.
You and I we live in this illusion,
But we try so hard to find a solution.

And so we come to touch just some
And when we came we found it was all the same.
So you and I are but just one
And then we are gone.

Just a piece of the heart from
Steven

Lost N Found

20th December 2016, 02:46

I came to place a log on this cold fire. It will burn for a few hours and it is very warm. Hope all is well out in forest. It has been a lonely journey these past few months so here is something to perhaps put some warmth back for some while.

https://youtu.be/0-gg27Ltf98
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-gg27Ltf98

Hello and Merry Christmas
Brother Steven

Matthew

20th December 2016, 19:40

Ah the fire is going. I'll put another log on the fire for a bit of a burn.

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=31938&d=1448201808

Spooky Christmas

In the mid 1980's when I was a teenager my family and I spent Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa in Devon. They lived in a large spooky terraced house opposite a spooky larger detached house. There were about five houses in the terrace. They were all beautiful old buildings. It was in the middle of nowhere. There were these houses and nothing for miles. Only one other terrace house was occupied, my grandparents neighbours. All the other terrace houses were empty and the large house opposite was empty too.

This house had paranormal activity or bad wiring or both. My Grandma said a handyman who typically did work on the houses told her the large building used to be owned by 'The Squire' who liked drink, women and to have a good time. The handyman who had a thick Devonian accent told Grandma.. it was something like "The Squire is buried over there with his feet pointing this way so he can come back anytime he likes. And he does." but Grandma and Grandpa weren't easily phased. Our family dog wouldn't stay in Grandmas house when it was dark. Apparently she bolted out like no one had seen before.

The next day mum and aunt went into the large house opposite to explore. They said it was half opulently beautiful with a fully furnished ballroom, and half neglected almost derelict. While having to use the loo my aunt heard kissing noises so they finished exploring and hurried out. Grandpa told us he had seen this Squire previously in the kitchen. He said "he faded away so you could see the wall behind him". He also said this phantom Squire looked just like an oil painting of him.. the same clothes and pose.

Grandma once had her bum slapped while cleaning the toilet. She accused the Squire and went round the house fuming angry shouting at the phantom "how dare you" and "don't you ever do that again".. I don't believe it happened again! During this Christmas visit my aunt slept in a caravan outside I think because all the rooms were taken with us other relatives... In the early hours of the night she heard a crowd approach, pass and move on. With conversation you couldn't make out. This is alarming because it's in the middle of nowhere and winter.

I didn't encounter anything spooky or out of sorts myself. I remember it was a very boring place and spent all my time outside learning how to use the pogostick.

Perhaps this is a story of the paranormal, perhaps it's something more rational. It's just a spooky family story that's nice to tell round a circle from time to time... I hope you enjoyed it.

Lost N Found

28th January 2017, 23:19

And I wonder across the the face of this world.

https://youtu.be/lnVnVWrwwnU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnVnVWrwwnU

Well there are sparks
Steven

Lost N Found

11th February 2017, 01:52

Well the logs may just barely be glowing but the love has a spark. Most have left the campfire for other realms. I seem to be dimming myself so here is my thoughts of bygone.

https://youtu.be/mknLaFJZ4v4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mknLaFJZ4v4

and here is a catch by my twinflame

https://youtu.be/9HEfxH7sLJw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9HEfxH7sLJw

Steven

RunningDeer

11th February 2017, 03:36

Well the logs may just barely be glowing but the love has a spark. Most have left the campfire for other realms. I seem to be dimming myself so here is my thoughts of bygone.
Steven
No log for the campfire.
Incense/smudge for life in change.
♡

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Healed/burning-sage_zpsqqeeg4gr.JPG

Love
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Strange Boat
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Lost N Found

11th February 2017, 04:20

Yes dear Paula, to burn that incense for life in change. How it is that we step forward with a whole new outlook at life and it continues with a faster pace or so it seems. Our hearts break open and we see so much more. yet at last it is for each of us to decide that bright path to take the step into change.

This is but an observance to me yet to know where these folks be,

COLORS OF LIFE
I watch the white and the gray, spread against the blue as the colors move into forms.
I see the greens and the browns as something moves across the grounds.
The sounds are distant and the winds are soft but yet fore tell the coming storms.
A small four legged creature with a tail that is blue with a portion of gold,
Hops and runs and then jumps, to a gray and black rock for this life can be quite bold.
And from the green that stretches its arms to the mighty heavens, a singing red throated minstrel that rests in a tree calls out to all that he is free. And on the earth, the gray and white life with the big floppy ears eats of the green that in the spring is given a new birth.

and so I bow and light that incense of change to our lives.
Love of life and love of change to the next plane
Steven

BongoBob

11th February 2017, 06:12

Snapping winds of an unanticipated wave of chilling winds blow across, bringing clouds and a need to coddle the comfort of the flame. Let's toss another log on the fire- we can throw the incense in too! Cedar and sage on the top of the logs- fine pine burns through the resin of the sap of mother earth..

We can throw the incense in too, a melody of olfactory memory, sage and sandalwood. Clear out the stagnant pungent odor of methodology that does not jive with the collective harmony for which we strive.

Painting pictures in the hearth, the embers glow, as we focus- trees in the forest, we burn the dead limbs to create warmth, foster the communal stories of friends, foe, and family, but most of all to bring forth light in the darkest of nights- even if only an eery-orange glow gleemed from the last breath of life given by our brethren of the trees.

Our brethren the trees, breathe in our carbon, we'll breath in your air. Our symbiosis of life- truly fair.

Truly fair, as the embers keep burning, painting pictures in the hearth of our minds. Original TV, a modern-cultured caveman would speculate, as he stares to the stars in the interim. Stare into the pit and let the mind soar- Momma beat the drum for effect, rhythmic heartbeat none the rival, soul of the creat-ure who gave his hide to emcompass the melody. A stray orange spark streaks solemnly towards the flickering Sirius star, as the hearth keeps on burning.

As the hearth keeps on burning, love will be there to guide us with our goals, and feed our intuition as we pulse our sparks along a stray coal sitting comfortably at the edge of the flowing flames of those galliant energies of life, while the snapping winds of an unanticipated wave of chilling winds flow across.

RunningDeer

11th February 2017, 13:46

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/steven-beautiful_zpsanqq7mlh.jpg
♡

Yes dear Paula, to burn that incense for life in change. How it is that we step forward with a whole new outlook at life and it continues with a faster pace or so it seems. Our hearts break open and we see so much more. yet at last it is for each of us to decide that bright path to take the step into change.

This is but an observance to me yet to know where these folks be,

COLORS OF LIFE
I watch the white and the gray, spread against the blue as the colors move into forms.
I see the greens and the browns as something moves across the grounds.
The sounds are distant and the winds are soft but yet fore tell the coming storms.
A small four legged creature with a tail that is blue with a portion of gold,
Hops and runs and then jumps, to a gray and black rock for this life can be quite bold.
And from the green that stretches its arms to the mighty heavens, a singing red throated minstrel that rests in a tree calls out to all that he is free. And on the earth, the gray and white life with the big floppy ears eats of the green that in the spring is given a new birth.

and so I bow and light that incense of change to our lives.
Love of life and love of change to the next plane
Steven

Lost N Found

27th March 2017, 16:04

Well now, here is the spring and I come to sit and meditate in depth. I wonder to start a fire but just sit and listen to this Mystic sound. So here is some pull on the heart.

https://youtu.be/BUpNw4s54Jw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUpNw4s54Jw

Reach the sky and let yourself fly
Steven

Michelle Marie

28th March 2017, 00:14

Lost N Found

31st March 2017, 02:11

And is this the place to come and contemplate? Is this the place to hear the crackling of the fire? Is this the place to reflect of the past and hope that something might last? Is this the place to feel the love and give something of the soul and light of the spirit. I am not of certain but I do know that we that sit on this log and then toss a branch into the fire do get to hear it.

I have spent my life wandering and learning and have found a twin flame that was in a past life. I have grown by her words and by her soul and have come know the love that was always their. A life of toil and times of foil but yet a love that keeps the gift and always gives without asking for return. A true love and a bright light that shines from the heart. Time does tell of things in the past and ways we are, how we treat those we meet and what will be as we move through this time that we all choose to come back to learn. Do you think we will finally understand what it is we are suppose to learn? I do not know at this moment but life is becoming more clear and doors are opening to see more. I am here to learn and grow and this is one song that expresses my feeling.

https://youtu.be/HKDPaf40LCw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKDPaf40LCw

Thank you Michelle Marie for you kind words and heart felt feeling

Love to all Steven

RunningDeer

3rd April 2019, 18:00

Hello, Lionhawk. https://i.imgur.com/Vlz1VQ6.gif

Lost N Found

3rd April 2019, 20:26

And So a brother, a Captain doth return. So glad to see you in the fire light.

Lionhawk

3rd April 2019, 22:27

40360

Greetings Everyone!

For many of you, it has been several months as to Brook's passing. For me, it has been one long day. Since her passing, if everything could go wrong, it did! I had wanted to post a dedication to honor her passing, soon after she had passed, but I was in too much pain.

I had even scheduled a Memorial Service, signed a contract, and the owner of the funeral home, basically ripped up that contract. Blew me away! Then sent me a thank you letter as though nothing ever happened.

Cancer is also more about what is around it. The people, doctors, the tests, the drugs, the family, the friends, and so on. You find yourself juggling all of it. There is no real way to prepare for it. You just do the best you can. Cancer will teach you what you need to know, even though you might not "want" to know.

Granted, you may be wondering why I am finally saying anything about all this now, since several months have passed. What you don't know is that there seemed to be at work, a force to prevent from making a posting. These things I now speak of are not excuses, but merely the facts as they have occurred. Since her passing, 3 of the 4 computers in our house are basically dead. They died. I spent hours trying to bring them back to life, but to no avail. Currently , I am using Brook's laptop. I had not wanted to use it because it was hers' and had wanted to preserve it as it was. Besides, I do not know all of her passwords and that has been a challenge.

My phone was also cut off, mysteriously, and had I not discovered that, the timing of taking care of her legal stuff would have been delayed much longer. When the phone had died, it delayed her Estate handling an added month. It was like an unseen force was making things very difficult for me. And of course whether or not that a death had occur, everyone wants their money. The system doesn't give you the chance to grieve. The cable/Internet got shutdown as well. So communicates got shut down.

It has taken me this long to re-establish some sort of normalicy. But during this time, I have learned of a great many things and have, despite the dark side efforts to circumvent me, I am much more knowledgeable in the now moment.

As many of you might have known, Brook and I were twinflames. We met at PA1. Which is archived. We still have many friends that knew us back then, to this very day. Recently, Brook told me to thank everyone for the sharing of that space with us and that it was said from the heart of her soul. She posted what she posted to help everyone, through 10 years. Her research was brillant back then and little did I realize what brillance she would post later on. I was so blessed to have reunited with her. We were an awesome team.

Through the years, we spoke with many on Skype and Zoom. Many were real genuine friends and some not so genuine. Also during some of those convos, I was just a fly on the wall. So if some of the ingenious ones are reading this, just know that I know what you are about. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! I also know who you work for!

Brook is no longer in harm's way and she will never, "walk that plank", ever again. It was done in such a shameful way. As in a sacrifice. Made my head spin. To think that Brook almost figured it all out. She knows now and the fly on the wall, knows too.

Brook also had a wonderful, child like sense of humor. We had a blast together. I remember laughing so hard that my belly would be sore for a couple of days. Also avoided her because I hurt so bad from the laughter. How I miss her so.

We had a F2 tornadoe come within 30' of our home on Oct. 23, 2017. I faced the wall of that monster. After that event had passed, I knew a battle had been fought and I had a real concern as to what was coming in our future. Dec. 6, 2017, Brook had her heart attack. Dec. 13, 2017, Buster died. On Dec. 20, 2017, we discovered that Brook had stage 4. Sasha disappeared on Sept. 28, 2018. And Brook finally passed on Oct. 25, 2018. I lost my family in less than a year. Mind you I say this not looking for any sympathy whatsoever. I am just stating a fact.

We treated our Sasha and Buster as people, because they were people. Sasha spent hours laying on Brook because she knew there was something wrong with Brook. She offered her companionship and love to Brook in such a beautiful way. She also loved Buster so much that Buster had a hard time dealing with all of her affections towards him. She was also one tough Cat. Only 6 lbs. but she could run a pitbull out of her yard with no fear whatsoever.

Forgive me for not maybe having all the right words to say......But I want to thank all of you that shared quality space with Brook through the years. Even the ones lacking in integrity, because that lack you provided made Brook shine. She fought for everyone concerned and had a wonderful loving heart.

Currently she is going through a life review process and it is going to take some time for her to go through. Many souls are involved with this and that is why it is going to take some time. However, once done, she will go back to her home world. As it turns out she is the queen of that world, who left there thousands of years ago to assist this world under Sekhmet's wing. Now maybe you will realize who graced these forum halls and who you really were talking too. I have physical proof. All of us were surely blessed to have known her, even if we didn't have a clue. This is my gift to you all.

Namaste'
P.S. Piisssssttttttttt!!!!!!! The gift is not the video! LOLs

:heart:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D295vdVGJu4

RunningDeer

3rd April 2019, 22:50

Lionhawk, I'm at a loss for words after reading your post. (BTW: nice talking stick)

You may be interested in:

Shadowself/Brook’s thread that documented her journey. [click here (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?101221-Cancer-killing-Killing-Cancer-My-Heart-Path&p=1200134&viewfull=1#post1200134)]

The announcement of Brook’s passing and our thoughts and prayers. [click here (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?101221-Cancer-killing-Killing-Cancer-My-Heart-Path/page12)]

Lastly, at the bottom of edina’s post (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?101221-Cancer-killing-Killing-Cancer-My-Heart-Path&p=1255936&viewfull=1#post1255936) is a special message to you:

(For Lionhawk, in case you see this. Hugs. From Brook. You know, I know.)

♡

Lost N Found

3rd April 2019, 22:57

Thank you Captain, Brooks heart and yours combined are the most wonderful gift. Absolutely beautiful. A life's sharing we are blessed.

There is much to be said of ones own life journey, It is at some point that we all learn who we really are and it is best that we live a serving life to others. We may only glimpse the lives of others but if we are in giving, those glimpses of others lives are a gift that always moves forward for each and every one of us, to give and receive as we navigate the river of life.

Steven

Lionhawk

4th April 2019, 16:40

Cancer will also teach you, who your real friends are. Make no mistake that when you are traveling alone in the wilderness, even a squirrel barking at you, takes the lonliness out of the equation. It has been a heart felt experience these last couple of weeks, seeing all these wonderful posts of folks who actually cared. It seems we take for granted that we would always be here. Posting along, just trying to make a positive difference. Then one day, a shattering event would occur, a disturbance in the force could be felt and experienced.

It would seem like we have lost several good folks as of late who we will miss and cherish. Ones that made such a positive difference, without who, we wouldn't have had the chance in hell, if it wasn't for them, to enlighten us with their beingness.

I would also like to thank those who support the giant pillars of many of these forum halls, who's dedication to keep the rivers flowing in a consistant manner, is so often taken for granted. Billy, Eleni, and Paul, you surely rock! Eleni was there in the beginning. She is one beautiful soul if you all don't know her. Paul has never refused to help anyone that I am aware of. I appreciate you! In my mind, you are the backbone of this forum. And what can I say about Billy?????????.........nothing but good things! You are cherished in my house.

A special shout out to Dennis. This man has one huge heart! It almost knocked me over with your message. Message was received in full. Wow! Thank you soooo much!

Edina was there in the beginning too. I thank you for your gifted posting! I finally got it. And I am so glad that you, KNOW! You and Ray will always be in Brook's and my inner circle. Forever!

Another special shout out goes to Running Deer. This place would probably wither without you. Your gifts and talents to bring joy in one's heart is priceless! No one is alone because of you. Like the squirrel in the forest, but you're the deer that makes that appearance and leaves behind something to smile across our hearts. Going here and going there without expecting anything in return.

There are so many wonderful folks here and elsewhere that I have and do appreciate. In the time of loss, cancer has opened my eyes as to who has graced OUR lives as it were. I just hope that I will get to acknowledge all of them at some future point.

Another wonderful soul who will grow on you very quickly is Steven. He is another soul who is in my inner circle. We are brothers of the best kind. He is also my FIRST MATE! Don't let that title fool you. Him and I have an equal share on this boat we are on. Simply put......I love you man!

About two weeks ago, there was another disturbance in the force. Another special soul was having a bout with Uterus cancer. Very painful. My spidy senses tell me that she has passed away. Another loss on top of a loss. Many never got to really and sincerely know this person and how wonderful she truly was. She was a gifted artist who's work was also used to attack others. The very others that she gave her artwork to. This was not her intent and by the time she realized what was going on, it was basically to late and so she tried to tell folks who had received her gifts, to destory them. I know this in the first hand.

So KNOW this.......Love and appreciate the ones you have contact with. Love and cherish the ones that you are with. Overlook your little judgements so that you can see, feel, the beauty that is inside the ones you know. They might not be there tomorrow. If anything, celebrate with them and truly honor their lives in the now moment. Without looking for any expectations in return. You in turn will discover the true blessings and miracles that adorn your lives.

Enough said!

Namaste',

Back in time, we were informed that this guy was coming out with this album. We had something to look forward too and he didn't disappoint.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9Yq5m9eLIQ

RunningDeer

4th April 2019, 17:25

https://i.imgur.com/CiEfLlW.jpg
♡

Billy

4th April 2019, 17:55

Lionhawk

4th April 2019, 21:40

Thank you for your kind words Lionhawk. I am so sorry for your loss of such a beautiful soul, It is good to see you again brother.
As you already know, Healing takes its own time and comes from a direction that can be unexpected. :bearhug:

Just the other night, a true friend gave me a gift and it hit me like lightning. I was splattered all over the place for the whole evening. And like you so profoundly stated, "Healing takes its own time and comes from a direction that can be unexpected." So very true. And just when I thought of the previous night, round two came about with Edina's posting, gift. Splattered again for the evening. When these gifts are given from wonderful hearts and they somehow reach your soul, get ready to be splattered. The tears will flow freely. When you take the JOY and the Pain, combine them and adjust their combined frequencies to a resonance, you will find yourself in a state of loving bliss. Where the tears will flow freely without any judgements. You will clearly see with the eyes of your soul, how truly blessed we are.

I had to leave here. I was going blind. A side effect from the meds I was on. It would take me hours and so many typos just to write a small post. To make a long story short, the Doc and I had a parting of the ways. That turned out to be a blessing in disguise. When I left that scene, he had mentioned plans on cutting my legs off. He did that twice and if I had stayed the course they wanted me on, I'd be totally blind and in a wheel chair. Since then my eye sight has come back. Not like it was, but without a lot of typos and I'm still walking. If I hadn't of left that arrangement, I would not have been able to support Brook, by her side, in what she went through. I have failed in the figuring out what was worse. The loss or the way she went down fighting. It's a big blur as I remember going to the hospital that was on a huge hill and struggling step by step, with swollen legs, to visit her and be by her side. Wondering if I could get there. But I did and I didn't tell her either. We had plenty on our plate as it is. And come to find out, she did the same thing that I was doing with her. Keeping things from her so she wouldn't worry. She kept things from me so that I wouldn't worry. I also found this out a couple of days before she passed. Even, in her capacity at the time, she always thought of others before she would even consider herself. Just that, !!!!, made me want to fight harder for her. In that last year, we did fight a good fight. For me personally, the silent killer wasn't the cancer. That would be to easy. You know that whatever that is going on is bad?!!!???!!!! And then they offer you some limited choices, tell you right up front that you are going to die, anyways, ..................in their politickers mind, have untold resources as in Lawyers and finance to influence their bidding. That is a fact! And some of that comes from very old money. Centuries old. You can smell it. Has a rotten flare to it.

Anyways, there is an untold story, Brook being right in the middle of it. What was so coool was that Brook, even in her weakened state from the whole process, her mind was ahead of everybody else. She was still mentally sharp. Some of you had contact with her, during this time. Thank you for doing that as it brightened up her day. She loved the little things as much as the big things.

Pain meds. The silent killer. Indeed! Mix that up with a little bit of chemo and VOILA!
The cocktail from HELL! How did we get to this point, you maybe asking? Oh! You'll be staying for a couple more rounds, while we milk the Insurance. Chemo started off good. Can't have that, so let's change the recipe. Oh, those recipes didn't work and so now you are S.O.L. Oh yeah, one other thing, we are cutting back her pain meds by 66%, just so we can watch over her. We're going to fill you up with two highly powerful antibotics that we use for folks with pneumonia. Although you don't have it. And Ms. Schiner, call us after you gain exactly 40 lbs. Should be in two weeks. 40 lbs. later, we will be sending you a nurse to assist you to get out of bed so you can do your business. That process alone sometimes took up to two hours. Did I mention all the other meds? The goal was to get her home, because that was where Brook wanted to be. On Wednesday, I went to the hospital to meet up with medical staff to arrange that goal. The target day was for Thursday, the following day. When I met up with a few Doctors, I was told that, that wasn't going to happen.

Namaste'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-K8FuaGzqUU

Lionhawk

5th April 2019, 17:18

Hi!!!!! Yo. Thank you for your presence now and before. You have been one solid friend.:ROFL:

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

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDSsHdVwWA0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqZc7ZQURMs

Lost N Found

5th April 2019, 19:02

Thank you brother, Captain, You give me thought and tears do fall. Here are two for you and Brook

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kwkLY7eM9k

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-YIREbHuXM

Love ya brother
Steven

Matthew

5th April 2019, 20:25

Thank you brother, Captain, You give me thought and tears do fall. Here are two for you and Brook

...

Love ya brother
Steven

And I. There are good people in the world, when we choose choose to be; like Shadowself did. She was the iconic Project Avalon-er to me, I will never forget her. Much love - Matthew

Billy

6th April 2019, 12:46

My daughter played this song to me last night. I thought of you Lionhawk.

FG0-cncMpt8

Into My Arms
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my…

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 15:12

Valerie Villars

6th April 2019, 16:28

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 16:29

Thank you Billy and tell your daughter I said, "Thank you!" Heck, I just woke up and didn't even get to have a cup of joe. More tears........... And what is important to me is where this was transmitted from. A Link to a past life in Scotland. I will always associate this song with that.

Brook's name was Isadora, back then in the 13th century. She originally started in Norway and was shipped over to Scotland when she was a child. We met in our adult life. I was married to a nagging, spoiled rotten blond. Had a mini fortress and lots of land along the southwestern coastline. I can still smell the ocean smells riding on air going by my person. The shear sight of Mother Nature in all of her glory. The wildness. Raw. Especially in the winters.

Needless to say, Brook and I had found each other and had a small bungalow outside of the horrid lives we had lived. We were very happy. My blond wife wasn't. And I didn't care, because I was with the one I wanted to be with. Brook and I took advantage of the rainy days. The rain was part of our joy. The dance with Mother Nature. We were connected. To each other, to Mother Earth. All was well in my little kingdom. Then one day........everything turned to crap. Isadora, {Brook}, was walking back to town when 4 dressed guards approached her. There was a struggle. Then Brook's body went over a cliff and fell onto a small tree, impailing her. I'll never forget the sight. A branch had come up through her belly section and blood was everywhere. She laid there, very quiet.......What a shock!

As it turned out, I became a madman with a small army. Full of rage. A rage I still regret even now. I loved the killing. They will all pay!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I made sure they did! My brother in arms didn't need an introduction. Everyone knew that William Wallace and I were brothers. After the King had his way with William, I was soon caught and placed in the King's dungeon for the rest of my rotting days. The day of death was in 1308. It's in the historical record even now. The name was John. I only give you the first name, but what I have given will connect the dots if you choose to look further.

What I have resolved is the fact that the past lives that come up with such a force, are past lives with unfinished business in them. Also brutal and painful ones. Uncompleted cycles of which are found on many levels. The totality of that life never realizing it's completeion. It seeks to find a way. But we don't listen well enough. The mind router tricks us, then trips us into the notion of seeking outside ourselves. Its a program running in our Matrix. Designed to control you. It does bring in to question the red and blue pill????????? Make no mistake! You will experience events on a soul level and that it is no trick of your mind. Validation comes easy. What you do with it is what I leave up to you.

Brook and I had a chance to complete those cycles, in this life. We did real good. Many of you witnessed the unfolding of this story....... I had no idea it would turn out like it has. So in a sense, I watched it with you.

Namaste'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZqItCGY3Ns

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 17:40

Lionhawk, Brooke and I both lost our sons. After her body passed, I posted somewhere that I hoped she was having a reunion with her son, as I also hope to.

Your sense is right on. And I do want to say that I was astounded at the clarity of Brooke's posts while she was going through chemo and on pain meds. I watched my Mom die that way and they had her pretty well out of it, so Brooke's will must be incredible.

Blessings and peace to you. :flower:

Just for you Valarie, Brook and John Jr. was spotted in our home the weekend following Brook's passing. By a total stranger, that was a house quest for that weekend. I have also felt their presenses at various times. Usually those painful times. I can see them. On the following weekend, John Sr. came by and thanked me for doing the do. This going back to his original request as to helping Brook out. Our agreement became complete. So Brook is with them both. John Sr. and Jr. are time travelers. When John Sr. first spiritually visited with me, at the end of the conversation, he says, "Oh, by the way, your Uncle Fran says hi!" Nobody knew about my Uncle Fran. That caught my attention!

Some may say, "I know how you feel." Losing a son or another loved one. I won't even begin to go that route as that loss is to be experienced in the first hand and there is no way we know exactly what we feel till we go through it. It's an ongoing process for the rest of your days. No matter how long ago. It's the "missing" part that has us all tangled up and that is what can be so challenging to deal with. The tear machine. Valerie, to hear Brook's soul cryout as in the moment she got word of John Jr.'s accident, is forever etched in my soul. I can only imagine what you went through with the loss of your Son. Peace will come but it happens on it's own schedule. Not when we need it the most it would seem.

My heart goes out to you. Thank you for the sharing. ;) Namaste' my dear Friend. I'm so glad you finally spoke.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IR_mTe-1wM

Eric J (Viking)

6th April 2019, 17:49

Hi Valerie! :happythumbsup: I can't say I know you but I sense a connection between you and Brook. Thanks for being here! Would love to hear about that connection.

My Brother Viking was sneaking around here. Would love to hear him once again. No worries as the antenna of the Universe informs me nothing but good vibrations coming from that sector.:happy dog:

Eab_beh07HU

My dear Brother... So glad to hear from you and so sorry to hear your loss... She's up there smiling. You know it.

Yes excellent vibrations here in my sector. Mr dear father passed away recently, but is was a relief as he was suffering with dementia and chronic arthritis. Loved him to bits but he's in a better place now. I'm OK and relieved that he has parted and gone to another dimension.

You always make me chuckle Lionheart...Lionhawk..! Hugs and blessings to you.

I just had to listen to the end of the beach boys... Loved it.

Viking

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 18:31

Sorry folks for putting so many logs on the fire. I also confess of placing logs elsewhere.
Had to because folks reached out from other places. Truest of friends, I surely have been blessed with!:happythumbsup:

That being said, I placed the better part of "OUR" story over there. Another well known forum hall. "Our" truth, revealed. And a piece of history. Along with a gift. A gift to those who truly valued Brook's research and the interactions they had with her. Why some of you felt a connection to her, but couldn't put your finger on it. We were so blessed to have her in our MISTS. Even though we didn't know.

Namaste'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7m8izf-oXY4

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 19:47

I also felt a calmness in the force that wasn't there before, Viking. Glad that you found that space of "peace" that so often elludes us. You are not alone in your loss. I feel it. I gladly do so to honor you. Your Father is proud of you! So am I!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8WoZOdin-k

Billy

6th April 2019, 19:52

Please continue to pile the wood on the fire Lionhawk.
It is good to feel the warmth and see the glow again. I am delighted that you are not blind, andJeez, you still have legs attached to the body, :facepalm:
Tears are good my friend, I shall pass the thanks on to my daughter.

From my heart to yours :heart:

hlrCYQR8JqE

Eric J (Viking)

6th April 2019, 19:55

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 21:02

In the last ten years, so much has happened under these forum halls. Folks have come and gone. In a variety of ways. Death being one of those ways. But we push forward, despite.......If it wasn't for Bill Ryan and Kerry Cassidy, Brook and I would never had met.

I thank the both of you for providing the setting that propelled Brook and I to remember who we once were. Most definitely a "Chronicle of the Human Awakening." I also can't forget all those who have blessed Brook's and my path. You allowed us to come and go without hesitation. You Bill have been nothing but a gracious host. Thank you for that!

It is astonishing when I step back at this big picture, to see what true wealth you have amassed in one place. Absolutley amazing! You have surely been blessed.

If there was any doubt at all as to how Brook and I fitted in here, there shouldn't be. Many hours were spent to uphold the well being of your great house. We have no regrets in doing so. We strived for your safety and well being, along with many others.

I don't know if Brook conveyed this to you, but "Ron" was dealt with. He was sent running. And done so, in person, by the fly on the wall. Just a little icing on the cake for you. Also, if anything like that ever happens again, make sure you don't embed a spy in your counter operations. That, stabbed you in the back. Without your knowing, of course. Surely made that whole situation that much more difficult to navigate for you. We gave it our best. What else can I say there?

I do hope all is well with you, Brother! And a huge thank you for what you have provided us all.

THE FLY ON THE WALL
p.s. thanks for the broken link fix too!:facepalm:

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

Lionhawk

6th April 2019, 22:30

I keep on hitting the replay button, "My Father's Son," Absolutely contagious. Cooool Runnings! I got to hit it again.....

:happythumbsup:

Perfect!!!!!!! Gift received.

You know, there might be one thing I would still be able to do, being blind and legless, and that would be having a fire. Still got arms. Logs need arms. To make fire. Still got knees. A sense of smell and can hear the crackling as the wood burns. All is not lost. Just a change. The core is the same. Excuse me as I hit the replay button.............

I would be willing to try. Maybe, it might be a version of hope, that I subscribe to. Along with more versions. Such as fishing. I can fish blindly. But do me a favor and chain me to the dock. LOLs!

Another log..........

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISxskvJ9FwI

Valerie Villars

7th April 2019, 01:12

Lost N Found

7th April 2019, 01:55

Valerie Villars

7th April 2019, 12:31

So just as it all goes, this fire is very warm today and the stars are bright as the evening is cool. So nice to sit around with so many friends. Dear Captain, you know we would sit you on the dock so you can fish. Brook will always stand by you, I dare say brother just as we will.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTd2ylacYNU

Steven

Okay, this is TOO synchronistic. After my son died, I went to see a psychic called Glen Klausner. He told me "You know that song "Stand by Me"? I said yes. He said, "Your son says that is from him to you." I drove around to different music stores for at least an hour until I found the above version. I still have it and still play it.

Lionhawk

7th April 2019, 14:45

What was your son's name? He sounds like someone who I would go fishing with. What happened?

Ah....MAtes, the First Mate has done it again! We're just going to chain you to the wood pile Steven.

And Billy.....Both songs were beautiful! I loved the "Into my arms." In a weird sense you could say that happened late afternoon, yesterday. Brook came here and "into my arms became so." It was the first time since she has passed that she has come here on her own. As I learned yesterday, Missing is a two way street. We both cried in each other's arms as it were. So thank you once more.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sa-S8e5-DQ0

Valerie Villars

7th April 2019, 15:09

His name was Dustin and he died of an accidental drug overdose. He was a brilliant young man. From the words of one his teachers "Your son was brilliant. He was so far ahead of the other kids."

Dennis Leahy

7th April 2019, 15:50

Lionhawk

7th April 2019, 15:52

After John Jr. had passed, I knew that Brook needed time. I had the hope that after a period of time had passed that she would try to have contact with him. But that didn't happen. Her pain was so great. It was so hard to watch her go through that. She put up another protective bubble that shielded her heart. I know that the heart attack she had was from his passing and the two other blockages came about because of his passing as well. Her heart was less than 45% efficient as to the test results. The cancer was the end game, but the cause was from his passing. During the heart attack, I gave her some aspirin and took her to the emergency room. The Doc said that I saved her life by giving her those aspirin. But that wasn't enough. I sometime wondered if it would have had been better if she had passed from that heart attack. Because after that she suffered for about a year and she experienced a lot of pain.

I suffered with her. It's a hard thing to go through as you watch your belove go down in flames. Being empathic also elevated what she was going through as I would say I was feeling this pain here and over here, and she would say that was where she was hurtin. I strove to find any comfort for her. Up to the very end, I never thought of her dying. Up to the day before she had passed, I was trying to get her home in one piece. The Doc said, "Brook, your organs are shutting down and we don't know how long you have left." So much for going home.................I had to leave the room after the Doc said what she said. Didn't want to make a scene. Tore me up. Brook faced it. Faced it with an inner strength and didn't bat an eye.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLZS3jQPnKw

Lionhawk

7th April 2019, 17:50

Hey Lionhawk! Good to see you here. Thank you for sharing more of Brook with us.

"...that happened late afternoon, yesterday. Brook came here and "into my arms became so." It was the first time since she has passed that she has come here on her own. As I learned yesterday, Missing is a two way street. We both cried in each other's arms as it were."
Bittersweet, I know, but that really made me smile. Kudos to you that you are spiritually evolved enough to know.

"Carry water; chop wood" seems dispassionate and cold, but you the embodied soul does need to carry on, and those that truly love you have your greatest good in their heart. Brook truly loves you, and on this physical plane, part of that is her encouragement toward your physical health. I'm not knowledgeable to be able to offer any specific advice, but your eyesight and leg issues sounds like advanced diabetes, or a condition mimicking diabetes. As you saw firsthand with Brook, modern Western medicine is mostly about chasing symptoms, so I suspect that any significant improvement in you health - especially to the underlying condition causing the symptoms - will come from alternative treatment focused on food and herbs. Graduated compression socks (they must go all the way up to your knees), put on just as you get out of bed in the morning (when the edema is lowest) may help keep your lower legs from being able to swell with fluid and be further damaged. In the tiny bit of time where I got to know Brook a little bit, she talked about you and your love for one another maybe more than talking about cancer. That's why I feel compelled to offer the suggestion to put the focus on your health - almost as if she is asking me to remind you of that.

Another syncronicity. Dennis, you are a wonderful soul!!!!!!!!!! I want to personally thank you for your true friendship and you are a real Brother! Your actions are and have been so appreciated, by Brook and I. Would gladly stand by you on any frontline! I will say that everything you said is true. So much so, that your post, compels me to tell you what did happen.

A month ago, I was standing in front of the toilet doing my business. Then the lights went out over Georgia. As I was going down, crashing straight down onto the toilet, then bouncing off onto the floor, as in heap. I had only passed out for a few seconds. But in those seconds, I watched it happen while I was on my way down. As I layed on the floor, I said to self that something is wrong.................................must have pow wow with self...........

Had to make some health changes. So............I gathered up all the carbohydrates in the house, pasta of all kinds, 75 lbs. of rice, and gave it all to my neighbor. Anything that was refined such as flour, sugar, etc. went out the door in a matter of two days. I had stuff stashed everywhere. I had to say good bye to my mash potoes and scrumptious gravy, the spagetti that Brook loved so much, the best meatball subs in the world, and the simple best sandwiches you could ask for. Then a struggle of thought presents itself. What am I going to eat? YOU'RE GOING TO STARVE! I'm having mental withdrawls already.

The next day, we find ourselves at your local neighborhood Walmart. Pushing that cart that questions you, did you check my wheels? Where do we go first? Pots and pans. Got to replace that no stick pan with one that doesn't stick. Went dog crazy at the frozen fruit section. And even worse at the vegs department. Bought a Ninja. Got a gallon of apple cider vinegar, new box of baking soda, a ton of cinnamon, hemp seeds, flax seeds, and others. I do use honey for a sweetner. No substitutes. Nothing that is refined. Only natural. Smoothies were an intimidation at first. What's Kale? If I add this.....? Then what?

How did I get to here? What I came to realize is that moderation and diabetes don't mix! Moderation will kill a diabetic. The toilet crash of 2019. Things have surely changed. Many times Brook and I would do the fast food thing because of convenience. Between her appointments and there was many of those. I did most of the cooking at home. When she was in the hospital, I gauged her progress with two things. Her diet and pain meds. Her diet became no diet. I kept telling her that she needs to eat her way out of here. But I didn't force the issue.

To make matters worse, my sleep patterns became no patterns. Power napping anytime it would hit me. The stress generated from that was bad as well. Stress will kill you! We seem to have the capacity to carry tons of it. My diet was like my sleep. All the stress since her passing and the ugliness that reared it's ugly head in that last year didn't help matters of great importance.

Then the crash. I'm doing a lot better but I don't get ahead of myself. Carbs were killing me. But I think my Ninja and I are prevailing. I go to the store and its like a Matrix thing where the carbs on the shelves become lit up. Like a putrid yellow. It's all poison!

I did lose a lot of weight. Weight I really couldn't afford to lose. But I will rebuild that with exercise. The bouncing off walls is no longer. Or the crashing on toilets. My strength is also coming back. Day by day.

So thank you Man! So glad you are here. Tried to thank you elsewhere but don't know if you received those. Love ya Brother!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZbk3mllHIg