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I am going to try to hire an engineer for enough time to restore my LIKE button. The comments are the life blood of The Truth Barrier. I read them with fascination, always. I just start things and then you all pick it up and play all the missing notes.

We're an orchestra.

Trying to find a smooth way to publish more of them as posts without creating too many emails. But meanwhile, please accept my gratitude that is impossible to express.

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you throw a great party.

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Celia, I wrote this very early this morning after seeing such negativity already. Not judging it, just exasperated by it. Reading this most recent post of yours seemed kindred thoughts, although your writing is how I would write if I could write. Still wanted to share.

To those of you whom are already criticizing President Trump one week after the greatest political landslide victory in American history, I say save the narcissistic whining for the other side. They are best at it. This isn’t about you, it is about saving the country. If President Trump does even one thing he has promised to do in the next four years, he will be light-years ahead of every President we have had since Reagan, and Reagan was far from perfect. President Trump has been criticized, ridiculed, attacked, smeared, lied about, falsely impeached (twice), falsely indicted (how many times?), shot at (twice), since riding down that escalator in 2015. Try walking in his shoes for even one day. The vast majority of us couldn’t handle it for even one minute, much less one day. He needs nothing from us other than our support and prayers. Imagine the forces he is up against. Most of us are too naïve to even begin to imagine how powerful or even what and whom those forces are. If you don’t like some of his cabinet choices, maybe you ought to consider that sometimes you must keep your friends close but your enemies closer. If you don’t like how he handled the Pandemic and subsequent release of the vaccine, would RFK, Jr. (the great exposer of Truth) even be on the scene to fix our healthcare catastrophe if it weren’t for President Trump? Sometimes you have to sit back and let evil be exposed all on its own, give enough rope for it to hang itself, walk through the darkness to get to the light. He couldn’t open our eyes for us, we had to figure it all out on our own. These nine long years had to happen in this painfully treacherous way for us to arrive at this astonishingly hopeful place. This is not about politics, and never has been. This is a spiritual war. Pick a side.

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Nov 13·edited Nov 13

thank you karen...for writing such a complimentary piece to celia's genius for soulful logging and slogging in and out of an on-going journey through the collective dark night. it is always wise to focus on that Light ahead...and know "the Universe is unfolding as it should". GodNess Bless Us All. amen. p.s. i'll keep singing if yous keep writing...much love.

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I am realizing that we are currently in a sad place where acts of kindness make us cry. Thank you for the kind words.

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you are so welcome. actually, i experience that 'welling-up' less sadness, and more cleansing and clearing ...i guess i'd call it a pang of joy. lol

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Wow. 🙌🏼🙏🏻🇺🇸

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Excellent. Amen.

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Welcome to the human race, Celia! And yes, my eyes filled with tears too. We recluses need to chant like a mantra: "As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." We weren't meant to go this alone. We each have an embedded gift within we need to give to one another. And yes! absolutely - "If it is not hopeful, it's evil." We all need to write that one down so we gaze upon it daily. It should also filter what goes on in our brain as well as what comes out of our mouth. The picture of Alexander in the window says it all: we live in a world of wonder - a sight to behold. In simpler terms: refuse to let the turkeys get you down! Love from Wisconsin, Celia. You are a gem and a gift.

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Your words are a mirror of my silent brain.

I don’t feel so alone, thank you !

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Life and death are in the power of the tongue.

If we really knew how we shape our tomorrows by our words today, we would be careful about our words.

We are today what we spoke yesterday. Words are the blueprints of our tomorrows.

Meditation on the past brings guilt, meditation on the future brings fear.

Living in the present moment is the greatest goal.

That's what Jesus meant when He said don't worry about tomorrow.

Matthew 6: 25-34, Philippians 4:6-8.

Verse 8 tells us what to think about.

Thank you for being an open book. We each have our own journey in this world.

Enjoy every moment and have a wonderful happy bright sunshiny day! 🙏❤️

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Thanks for this reminder Anne about why we are to strive to live in the present.

I recently asked; What is spirituality? An answer came back quickly (more often answers take a long time), 'Spirituality is the responsible use or application of free will.' Cool, what we do and think today shapes or determines what we become tomorrow.

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Thank you.

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Why is it so many people feel dread, fear and discomfort from the raucous politics that Trump has been targeted with? It has never ever been about Trump; as he says, he is just in their way. THAT is the whole point. None of the other ‘politicians’ have ever had the guts to get in their way. Celebrate the fact that this one guy out of thousands is willing to take the spitballs for your clean hair. His is filled with white paper; for you. It is ridiculous to keep dwelling on everything about him you don’t like, or about the reaction most of the rest of politics has to him. Know this; he owes no one. He takes money from no one. He is the only politician in our lifetime and maybe ever who can say that. His actions prove that he doesn’t care about the other interests that normally tug at a President. He cares about the country, period. If that isn’t the only reason you need to feel really good about whatever he does, I don’t know what else would be. The world is not a lagoon with blue, smooth water and ocean turtles. It is a North Atlantic storm with sharks under the water waiting for you to fall overboard. We now have a captain who cares about his passengers. Be thankful and strong. Accept where we are and know that although he is steering the ship, the water is still 8 foot waves and the sharks are circling. Now is the time for ALL good men and women to come to the aide of their country. Our country; not the politicians and statists country. Our country.

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Well said, Bob.

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Amen

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I love it. Everything not hopeful is evil--there's so much truth in that. My friends who dwell in negative spheres, living life's suffused with worry and gaming negative probabilities, literally appear to me to invite evil in. I am speaking very literally. I see it time and again. We've been so battered that it has become hard to invest in hope--one hates feeling duped all the time. And yet we have a lot to celebrate and a lot to hope for. Just stopping to sit in a cafe --their clean well-lighted place--and to eat a pizza, and read a transporting book--and oh, that picture of Alexander? Precious. All of that deserves celebration. I had a cat who would hang from the double french doors behind the curtain waiting for me to come home. I've never forgotten that. God bless, Celia.

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Oh your little cat memory made me smile - thank you😊. And yes that picture of Alexander!😍🥰

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That was beautifully put Celia. We are constantly bombarded with external fears, until we have internalized them, and we know who that serves. But our God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, of love, and a resolute mind. If it is ours to be Christ's hands and feet and to show His face to the lost, we have to see others as He would, and that starts with the person who looks back from our mirror.

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Great post Celia! I love Barbro's “‘If it’s not hopeful, it’s evil.’ “

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I would humbly submit that it all depends on the nature of the locus of one's hope;

and in regards to such, as well as Godot -something 'Kinky'...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxVteeXd5N8

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Thanks Celia, I never judge, love your Substack! Everyone has a perspective that can always change! God Bless You! 🩷🙏🏼

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Celia I send you love. It's infinite :)

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Son of a gun, someone with pants who is not afraid to state his feelings/emotions.

Yes she is a neat gal for sure. And she will cherish you for telling it like it is.

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Celia, the story of the Romanov-related saints thrown down a hole you are thinking of, that would the Grandduchess Elizabeth, now known as St. Elizabeth the New Martyr. After her husband was assassinated, she became a nun and devoted her life to prayer and serving poor.

https://www.joyofallwhosorrow.org.uk/saints-and-righteous-ones/st-elizabeth-the-new-martyr/

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Celia, thank you for the beautiful description of the importance of "hope." We are indeed too black-pilled concerning the current world in which we find ourselves. As Christians, there is no excuse for that position. There is a common saying amongst us, "the War is already won." We should live like that. Even the very water we drink responds to an attitude of hopefulness and gratitude.

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Amen and thank you!🙌🏼✝️🙏🏻

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I love your writings. And I love that you write. You are real.

I wonder if you have come across Byron Katie’s The Work which I have found to be a good tool to manage the monstrous moods:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HIuCvUJWMfM

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If you love her writings then you love her too because she is who and what she is. "Conversation always gives vent to character" and in her case it is true.

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Celia. When you get it right you go all the way. Thank you.

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Barbro is correct, as your friend Hakan knew when he shared her wisdom with you. I have a poem for you, Celia. It speaks of hope, hopelessness, and friends:

SEA BEHIND ME

On this day,

clouds hang heavy, pressing the sea below.

Everywhere I look, granite-grey

drags itself across the landscape,

dresses gulls in ashen drab,

commutes soft grasses into grim stalks.

Grief thrives on a day like this.

I turn my back to the flat, flat ocean,

stare across mainland sand,

bereft.

To wallow is the only logical response, for

the vision I behold

is a mirror to the world: a reflection

of lies, corruption, pain, and malice

to be witnessed;

a burden of fear, separation,

loss, and loneliness

to be borne.

On this day

that confirms

the world is hopeless,

your eyes explode into light,

your mouth forms a perfect O.

You take me by the shoulders,

spin me to face the water.

There, you point,

in the sea behind me,

leaping skyward, playing,

turning flips aloft,

are dolphins—

their joy

now mine,

immediate—

no thought involved,

no decision to be happy,

just the joining

with what is real all around,

even behind my back.

Grief is real, but

so is joy;

my hunter-eyes

cannot apprehend it all;

this is why we have each other.

I cannot see my nose, but you can.

I cannot see the truth, but you can.

On this day,

I cannot see the dolphins,

but you can.

Please, tell me all about them, or

better yet, show me—

https://marypoindextermclaughlin.substack.com/p/sea-behind-me

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