Dear Souls March 27,2015
Rich to me is a Feeling . Think about what I mean. Rich is just a word that each individual because OF THEIR MANIFESTATIONS ATTACHES SOMETING MEANING FUL TO THE WRITEN OR SPOKEN WORD.
All attachments come from a seed . A seed if nourished will grow and give birth to new seeds . If not nourished the seed will dye . As it decomposes the seed is still nourishing the soil . Seeds ,soil, flowers, Birds and the bees are forms of substance . I call these riches because it is just a feeling of the attachment or value I put on what I see.
A new friend I met last Sunday half my age was taken by his feeling of me . His feeling was just a mirror image of what he valued in himself from his heritage.
Where ever I go I feel Rich because of the feeling being satisfied for that moment. It took me a very long to understand the energy of emotions and my thought process of the value of words. It is just a communication skill . Like any skill it is learned by trial and error. If something feels good, comfortable, I want more of it. If something feels bad and uncomfortable ,I let it go. Rich to me is information ,knowledge. It is my age and my experiences.
Dear Souls March 15,2015
There are a lot of Kings and Queens leaving their Kingdoms.
I left my Kingdom and roamed to various restaurants for my entertainment . I listened to many Kings and Queens performing various roles to comfort them.
These are some of the story’s that happened to me as I played Grandma Michele The story teller and listener.
I listened to a man that told me ,he was late getting to his office on 9/11 . He watched from the streets the first plane that went into the tower his office was on . All died form his floor including his brother who was his partner. His kingdom fell before his eyes . This man was intoxicated when telling me his story . I don’t know if he fabricated just to get my human feelings stirred up.
When I go out by myself .I look to be entertained with joy ,not drained with grift story’s. Those that need consoling,need to see a priest or councilor. There are many to choice from to unload their troubles to . This photo is a happy woman I met at NY Prime and I got to invite her to see a afternoon movie just to bring us both some joy.
. Fun with Joe at Racks Fun alone with my puppets and a glass of wine Fun just wandering by the water ways .
More fun that night with my friend Madeline at Atlantic Grill. I met Alisa at happy hour at Pigeon Grill. Then Boca Blue martini to dance , Fun having dinner with Tommy again .He was getting his strength back from his cancer treatments just by seeing my positive energy around him that night .
Dear Souls March 4,2015
I’m still at the foot of my Moms bed and my brother is by her side in West Boca Medical Center . Mom has the will to do what ever it takes to get back home to her home in Boca Raton . She surprised the physical therapist today and walked with his help and the walker around the nurses station and the hallway nearby. She was awakened by her spirits that are still guiding her “Light” . She will be going home soon to the comfort of her bed ,her chair ,her bathroom ,her living room . She does have 24 hour care there with my brother ,health care provider and me until I leave for my own home in Damascus PA sometime in April this year. Look at the rainbow over my retreat . Many people find what they need just by lying under the sun on one of may healing rocks the Devine has granted me to be a steward of this property I own .
Today it is covered with snow crystals resting on the pond .Soon to be gone. Making room for the return of the butterflies to spread the seeds of life.
The cycle of life is just and endless circle of awakenings.
Dear Souls 3/3/2015
I’m still at West Boca Medical Center at the Foot of my Mom’s bed .My brother is siting in a chair next to her bed . Mom is sleeping very comfortably. The staff took good care of her bodily needs. Mom’s own spirits inside and out side of her are working on guiding her back home to her conception. We sit and ponder the life time roads we took that led us here to our Mother that gave us a passage way into our lives. Her Love ,Her Body, and our Father that is deceased . He too is still part of our existent. Our father is here in sprit standing by her bedside . He is aware I feel his presents is always within me and surrounds me as a comforting blanket of loving energy.
Last night I did not sleep well . I was up wide awake a few hours throughout the night. My mind was taking an inventory of the information I had stored in my computer brain . It was time to delete what was not beneficial to my wellbeing. My own intervention was prescribe by me . Too many cob webs needed to be swept away with the blood sucking spiders I had caught in my web for me to consume. They were poison and they wanted me dead . How did I take control of my Head? I just breathed and told myself my own fairy tales. I sang to myself lullabies. I wrapped my arms around myself and cried which released all the toxic poison in me . I was able to fall into a peaceful sleep and rebirth myself again as I renewed my existence today.
Dear Souls 3/2/2015
Energy that keeps us alive you can feel it as you smile. You can feel it as it causes our robotic cells to accelerate, regenerate, our guiding ” Light” . “Energy” recycles it’s form for us to understand why we were born. We are here for a purpose to give or to take for the survival of the human race . Our thoughts, our memories are just a manifestation of the world we created. Each one of us is connected to the energy source that created us.
I am typing the story in Baca Regional Hospital at the foot of the hospital bed my Mom is in now . I was here on this same floor 2 years ago while my son was lying in the hospital bed, almost one month . He recovered as I know my mom will recover in a week because they are still needed for all the others they are still attached to . I will be able to meet again all the Light Workers that took care of my son and the new ones taking good care of my Mom here.
When ever my mom awakes ,I am here for her to see me . By seeing me ,she knows she is loved and that is her reason to get her energy back for her to survive.
Yesterday I needed to see Arnold Abbott by the church. His nonprofit org was feeding the homeless in the backyard of the church. He has been on the TV news because of his mission— http://www.lovetheyneighbor.org. He started to feed the needy people living on the streets about 20 years ago after his wife died. The bad publicity of the Local TV News helped his organization with money donations. The city is legally through the courts trying to stop him from feeding the homeless.
Arnold yesterday said to me ” I am an old stubborn Jew that will not stop helping the needy until I am no longer living . He is 89 years old and bent over from all the work he took upon his soul to care for those on the streets of Ft Lauderdale FL. He said” the wealthy politicians are creating an environment without our liberties to protect us”. This photo is one of the homeless men I met that is in need of welfare benefits for his health. He still is going through paper work that keeps him living on the streets . He is one of the many stories I just listened to in Ft Lauderdale by the beach .
Dear Souls Feb20,2015
Look around you and what do you see ? Take a deep breath now let it out, let go of attachments and evolve. You will be creating the best in yourself. You are in your Universe and so are all the others you meet in their Universe . You are on your time line and so are all the other on their time line . Think of a spider web that you weave to catch what ever you need to consume . Our instinct to consume the life energy of others so we reproduce replicas of ourselves is our individual universal survival.
Too much drama for me lately, draining my life energy. I stayed home tonight to clear the fog clouding my perception of what is real and what is my imagination.