I added a line. It's hard to know if you maybe are diminishing a piece by adding detail. The alchemy of story telling…The thing is I am a horrendous procrastinator and I have a deadline today that feels impossible so I'm procrastinating worse. If anybody has a cure for this please describe.
Break pattern from this simulation program. Imagine a scene that encapsulates total accomplishment of your goal. What would it look like? How would you feel? You've beat the deadline and delivered beyond your perceived limitation. Tune out the external and go into imagination. Envision the scene, in the room you write in, feel it as if it were real and you're in first person as if in virtual reality living it out in your imagination and feel what you will feel when you hit send or post, its done! Imagine telling your mate you did it and his congratulation words. Relief! Ease. What else? See the accomplishment & feel that sensation in imagination, when it feels real, let it go and give thanks. Then act in alignment [faith] with that imaginative act [effective fervent prayer]. Don't worry about the how, trust in faith. The choice is between harmony or resistance. As you've likely heard, what you resist, persists.
Try to find something you've been procrastinating worse on and then you can try to do that and then you can procrastinate on that by doing the thing you are procrastinating on now. I don't know if this works or not. Just an idea. I'll try it myself by finally getting around to pulling up on these bootstraps of mine and let you know how it goes.
Or think of the most trivial thing you can do that would count as working on it and do that
According to my view, procrastination is caused by the subconscious mind. The subconscious mind is a (negative) programme that consists of subtle matter and that is literally present around a person. It controls our personality and life. We don't know about the subconscious mind around us, because we cannot perceive it, but I know about it's existence around a person, because I can perceive it (psychic abilities), and other people can learn to perceive it too. I have written a book about this view, about the subconscious mind around us (the subconscious is not in the brain or the genes), that directs our life, and in your case, procrastination. The solution is to remove the programme. You can read my book on my website: https://soulliberation.eu/. Title: "Liberating the person/the soul from the grip of the subconscious mind and from the reincarnation cycle".
I think it was another great writer, Mark Twain, who said, "Never put off till tomorrow, what you can do the DAY AFTER tomorrow (or next week etc.) just as well."
He meant humor of course, but at root it just comes down to what do you really need to do and how soon do you need it done, Unlike you Celia, I am a TERRIBLE Procrastinator.
My Journalism prof in J School, had a story packet on his office door, to where students could drop off assigned stories when he was out of the office. There was a cartoon above the packet that read: "A journalist is inspired by his deadline." Meaning, don't give me excuses. meet your deadline!
You can do it Celia, and your writing is always great! Perhaps you are challenging yourself too much to over-perform with "perfection"?
I have that disease too (procrastination). I hate it and have fought it and tried to understand it. Maybe we're supposed to do it? I don't know. I think in some cases it has served me well, at times. But most of the time - it's a pain in the ass.
I regard procrastination as a wonderful gift. In order to avoid working on an important task I fill my hours with all sorts of new ideas and experiences which I would otherwise never have had.
What a horrible straight line life must be for people who fail to succeed in their attempts to procrastinate.
I remember during 2020 thinking "why won't they let us hope?" They knocked down every supplement, herb, vitamin, or generic drug that could console us (even as a placebo). They definitely went after God in closing the houses of worship.
Something else is going on here, and you say it perfectly: they want us inconsolable. About our bodies, the planet, everything. Christ is consolation and hope. What they are peddling is Anti-Christ.
All these years I figured "the" anti-christ would be a person, but it is more likely a mind virus, vibe, wavelength, or frequency of some sort that you have to allow to inhabit you. It will probably intersect with AI at some point. A 'beast' system. This is a spiritual battle.
What a great point Karena. They sucked all the hope out of us until so many were desperate for anything . . . and then they dangled the kill shot and the sheep fought to get into the slaughterhouse line.
Well put. I think that is the most likely way the evil will continue to grow and manifest in the world. Like a cancer running through humanity, devouring love and light.
Love this comment!! And totally agree :)). Christ is the *only* consolation and hope. My faith has been my joy and lifeline throughout this nightmare. I don’t know how anyone survives without it. Praying that more and more eyes and hearts will be opened to the truth🙏🏻✝️
Celia, when I was 6 years old my father was put in a hospital for "nerve trouble". That's the only name for it that we rural dwellers in 1958 Texas knew and used. To this day I don't know what the diagnosis was. I just remember that leading up to it when we would go shopping to Waco he would have to leave the stores because he said there was no air and he couldn't breathe. When things got so serious they put him in the hospital and gave him very many, very strong shock treatments which obliterated his memory even of who my mother and we children were. It took him a year to regain recognition of us again, but after that there was always something missing. He used to be a very funny jokester and story-teller, mostly about the local farmer old-timers who were very humorous themselves. All of that pretty much stopped after they blasted his soul out with their "genius" medical technologies. So, I can somewhat say that, like you, I had a missing parent for a year (or more), even thought his body was present.
My father, from that time on, was very skeptical of doctors, and thanks to that I have inherited and carried that virtue to this day 65 years later. It's what enabled me to not for one second, and I mean not one second, buy into the pandemic story. When I, at first glance, saw "Doctor" Fauci at the podium making his announcement I KNEW in that very moment that it was all faked, all a scam, all a fraud. I never wore a mask, even though I was the only one around in this woke hipster neighborhood who didn't. I was repeatedly yelled at to put one on at the farmers market, of all places. I yelled back.
It's a tragedy what my father had to go through at the hands of those "health-care providers", but I feel like it has been my vocation to redeem it by carrying on the lesson he had learned through it: Stay away from doctors!
You might like to watch the Reiner Fuellmich ICIC session with Peter Breggin and Naomi Wolf (covid vax personality lobotomy is referenced; start ca 40 min. in).
Being only right is cold and hard. If God, Who is always right were ONLY that, well, it underscores this verse from Hebrew’s “It is a terrifying thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”
Thankful that this is not His only or primary attribute. I certainly don’t want it to be mine.
Love is the answer to every question. Troll your soul deeply to find the root of your most pure feeling - and there is love. In the midst of despair, there is the super power of kindness. Doing good, being kind, refusing to be cynical or bitter leads us to dare to hope. Self-sacrifice - sacrificial love heals the soul of the lover. This is how I know there is a God. For myself, faith has saved me over and over again from despair.
Despair is an illusion promulgated by evil to convince us that there is no God, no hope, no reason for joy. We have every reason for joy. We have the ability to love.
You don’t know me. You have no idea what I’ve been through. I’ve been through trauma on steroids and walked many others through similar trauma. If you want to believe that there is no hope in the power to love one another in the face of despair, that’s your affair. Your comment is the definition of toxic hate. My comment came from thd heart as an answer to where is consolation. If you find it insincere, or without merit, there is nothing I can do about that. To each their own consolation.
Ok. But you assumed that was what I was doing. I wasn't. I lost my 18 year old son in a car accident and the things people said to me afterwards were often ridiculous. But, I understood that they didn't know what to say and what we were going through was terrifying to them. So, I understand the problem with platitudes. I understand it very well. Still, at least they were trying. There were other people that were just horrible and abusive to us - and they were in my own family! So, on balance, I preferred the well-meaning, emotionally challenged folks. Trying to be nice, no matter how lame, isn't toxic in my book. But, I do understand your point and I appreciate that you replied. No apology necessary. Cheers!
I am so incredibly sorry. Suze I don't know your actual name. I woke up intending to address this, here, which seems like a genuine misunderstanding. I know we all want the same thing, for others not to be sad, and when something goes wrong, we fix it, that's our frequency. I am proud of everybody here, ever day. I hope that doesn't sound cloying.
Thank you, Celia. Not cloying at all! I’m very grateful to Jane for being forthright and clearing up the misunderstanding and I’m grateful to you for caring. I really do believe in the power of simple kindness, understanding and love. Look what it can do! ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you for this, Celia. I'm so sorry to hear about the vanishing of your mother. As I read your words describing that experience, I could feel that small girl's desperation...
Many crimes carried out in this country have saddened me. The more "recent" ones include AIDS, Ruby Ridge, Waco, et.al. The one, though, that brought me inconsolability was Sep 11. At the time, it was the biggest of "their" big crimes and "their" official story itself so utterly mendacious and criminal. The crime of the ensuing attacks on Afghanistan and Iraq..? The murder, the suffering, the environmental destruction while at "home," applause, credulity, and vilification of all those trying to expose the truth of this horrendous crime.
So...So when the usual suspects started jabbering, including that indescribably creepy criminal Fauci, I knew a new, bigger, more devastating crime was in the making. Pointless to point out the obvious to the unteachable -- the vast majority. This time, we knew that this crime would mean that life as we knew it was over, that circumstances would require abandoning it, which we did.
For me, boredom has moved ahead of inconsolability. Bored by the predictable cooperation, the credulity, the insouciance, the criminal conduct of doctors and nurses, the disloyalty to fundamental principles of freedom, etc., etc.
Hopefully, my boredom with the madness and criminality is just a phase...Writing does help and the kind words of my subscribers buoy me.
I'm getting ready to watch the Sasha Latypova press conference coming up in about 15 minutes, but I will go back to Jerm and Rechtenwald. The Liszt Consolation No. 3 is so stunningly beautiful...I gave my husband a surprise 50th birthday party a few years back that turned out exactly as I'd hoped and planned. I ended our wonderful evening with Louis Armstrong's version of "It's a Wonderful World." ❤️
So glad to know I've got a friend in liberty -- as obsesses as I. 😊
I have such a deep sadness and loneliness now. The world is trying to distance itself from what just happened. That, in itself, is such a disappointment. It plays out inside my own house. There is no consolation for me yet. I just can’t find it.
Although I haven't yet heard this, I plan to listen tonight. I often (but, nor always) find Bill Pearce and Nightsounds consoling. I hope this helps you also. Its Going to Be OK
Thank you for this. I will give it a listen later today.
Although music was likely compromised by the altering of its frequency, I truly believe that the source of Music is from God, and His embedded grace still comes through.
I’m so saddened to hear this. It often feels that way for me as well my friend. May renewed hope come to fill the dark and cold spots in your life, and God grant you someone to walk by your side and share the path.
I have to comment on the desire for a balloon. It immediately brought back into my mind a short film when I was younger. It was filmed in Europe, in black and shite, except for a Red Balloon that a young boy was chasing through the streets. And always, as he was just about to nab it, it flew higher, out f his reach. I wonder, Celia, if that represents your search for your mother...always within reach, but not?
It is the only thing that hoists one up from a fetal position on the kitchen floor.
"I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD In the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD." Psalm 27:13-14
Chock full of power and potency! This is the way, focus + love. "In the beginning was the Word." Frequency is everything. Thank you for the beam of light lit here, online and beyond.
“Some believe it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.” Gandalf (The Hobbit) Expanded from a quote by Tolkien
In the entirety of growing up, there is a few phrases I never heard. One, the question, How do you feel about (X thing)? I was almost 30 before I was asked this, by a friend, and my response was that it didn't matter how I felt, thingX was happening. The friend said, to the contrary, it mattered much how I felt, that it could affect the outcome, and certainly would affect me. It made me look back on all the things that had 'been done to me' (getting the child bathed, dressed, fed, injected, schooled, birthday partied...) with a bit of sadness, that the element of how I might feel about any of it was never broached, I think it leaves the soul in a rather empty place to never know or assess how we feel. It certainly can lead to different decisions and often wrong ones.
PS the other phrase I never heard was 'good job' but that is another story and perhaps more common.
That is the truth, Celia. Our thoughts and words absolutely do create our reality. The trick is to become conscious of every, and I mean, every thought that comes into your head because it will manifest at some point. So we must become like Gandolph at the bridge and if a thought comes in that we don't want to experience, we must say, "You may NOT pass". And you must replace that thought, right then and there with what you do want to experience. And we must do this every single day until we are so conscious of our thoughts that we would never let in a negative one. The other trick is that we must feel the emotion of the thought, if we are trying to manifest something. The thought and the feeling must be married. The thought sends the electrical signal out and the heart is the magnetic signal that draws it to you. We are all energy and light and we are sending and receiving signals all the time. So let's all send out what we want. It has concerned me that if I believe the evil will continue to happen, that it very well might. So, I believe I am stronger than that, we are stronger than that. And maybe it all just starts in our families and communities with something as simple as a smile or a red balloon. We can't change the whole world, but maybe we can change our little piece of it and little by little if we were all doing that, in time the world really would change.
I would like to offer thanks for this article. I, too feel much of what you are feeling. The line about being right got me in the feels. I wanted so much to be right just a couple years ago. Now that I know I was right, I am inconsolable about how bad being right turned out. The day you learn your government and all those in power in your country literally want to kill you or own you and they don’t care which is the day you lose all sense of childlike wonder in the world and what it has to offer. The struggle from that point on is to find the actual good. May I offer up The Holy Bible as a place to start. It’s to be the only place I’ve found solace. Have a wonderful day!
I added a line. It's hard to know if you maybe are diminishing a piece by adding detail. The alchemy of story telling…The thing is I am a horrendous procrastinator and I have a deadline today that feels impossible so I'm procrastinating worse. If anybody has a cure for this please describe.
I do. But I will have to get back to you a little later.
😂😂🙌🏼
Stop worrying about it. Procrastinate and be happy :-)
Break pattern from this simulation program. Imagine a scene that encapsulates total accomplishment of your goal. What would it look like? How would you feel? You've beat the deadline and delivered beyond your perceived limitation. Tune out the external and go into imagination. Envision the scene, in the room you write in, feel it as if it were real and you're in first person as if in virtual reality living it out in your imagination and feel what you will feel when you hit send or post, its done! Imagine telling your mate you did it and his congratulation words. Relief! Ease. What else? See the accomplishment & feel that sensation in imagination, when it feels real, let it go and give thanks. Then act in alignment [faith] with that imaginative act [effective fervent prayer]. Don't worry about the how, trust in faith. The choice is between harmony or resistance. As you've likely heard, what you resist, persists.
Try to find something you've been procrastinating worse on and then you can try to do that and then you can procrastinate on that by doing the thing you are procrastinating on now. I don't know if this works or not. Just an idea. I'll try it myself by finally getting around to pulling up on these bootstraps of mine and let you know how it goes.
Or think of the most trivial thing you can do that would count as working on it and do that
There is a huge freedom of doing what needs to be done. Not giving into the dull frequency of procrastination.
Go for a walk
The homeopathic remedy, Lycopodium, I have found excellent for my horrible procrastination habit.
I'm going to try it! Just reading up on it and it sounds amazing. I take a lot of other homeopathic remedies, including for anemia. Thanks so much!
You're welcome. I hope it works for you.
Interesting! I have only been prescribed lyco once. I felt a rare burst of energy that lasted 4 days!
Maybe I have just been procrastinating
I initially took it for a gallbladder issue.
But i fit the anxious, nerdy profile and i noticed that, not only was my gallbladder better, but i was actually getting things done!
I take a 200c whenever i feel myself slipping back into procrastination.
I wish I had known about homeopathy when I still had my gb!
According to my view, procrastination is caused by the subconscious mind. The subconscious mind is a (negative) programme that consists of subtle matter and that is literally present around a person. It controls our personality and life. We don't know about the subconscious mind around us, because we cannot perceive it, but I know about it's existence around a person, because I can perceive it (psychic abilities), and other people can learn to perceive it too. I have written a book about this view, about the subconscious mind around us (the subconscious is not in the brain or the genes), that directs our life, and in your case, procrastination. The solution is to remove the programme. You can read my book on my website: https://soulliberation.eu/. Title: "Liberating the person/the soul from the grip of the subconscious mind and from the reincarnation cycle".
https://soulliberation.substack.com/.
Procrastinating is not a positive thing.
I am a horrible procrastinator.
One I achieve the goal I set out to do.
There is a sense of breaking through a malignant energy, to freedom.
I’m going to checkout your book.
Thank you.
We are all frequencies.
The government knows that, hence frequencies are weaponized against us.
We need to be aware of all this control being used.
Just signed up to read your sub stack
I think it was another great writer, Mark Twain, who said, "Never put off till tomorrow, what you can do the DAY AFTER tomorrow (or next week etc.) just as well."
He meant humor of course, but at root it just comes down to what do you really need to do and how soon do you need it done, Unlike you Celia, I am a TERRIBLE Procrastinator.
My Journalism prof in J School, had a story packet on his office door, to where students could drop off assigned stories when he was out of the office. There was a cartoon above the packet that read: "A journalist is inspired by his deadline." Meaning, don't give me excuses. meet your deadline!
You can do it Celia, and your writing is always great! Perhaps you are challenging yourself too much to over-perform with "perfection"?
I have that disease too (procrastination). I hate it and have fought it and tried to understand it. Maybe we're supposed to do it? I don't know. I think in some cases it has served me well, at times. But most of the time - it's a pain in the ass.
I regard procrastination as a wonderful gift. In order to avoid working on an important task I fill my hours with all sorts of new ideas and experiences which I would otherwise never have had.
What a horrible straight line life must be for people who fail to succeed in their attempts to procrastinate.
I remember during 2020 thinking "why won't they let us hope?" They knocked down every supplement, herb, vitamin, or generic drug that could console us (even as a placebo). They definitely went after God in closing the houses of worship.
Something else is going on here, and you say it perfectly: they want us inconsolable. About our bodies, the planet, everything. Christ is consolation and hope. What they are peddling is Anti-Christ.
All these years I figured "the" anti-christ would be a person, but it is more likely a mind virus, vibe, wavelength, or frequency of some sort that you have to allow to inhabit you. It will probably intersect with AI at some point. A 'beast' system. This is a spiritual battle.
What a great point Karena. They sucked all the hope out of us until so many were desperate for anything . . . and then they dangled the kill shot and the sheep fought to get into the slaughterhouse line.
Well put. I think that is the most likely way the evil will continue to grow and manifest in the world. Like a cancer running through humanity, devouring love and light.
Love this comment!! And totally agree :)). Christ is the *only* consolation and hope. My faith has been my joy and lifeline throughout this nightmare. I don’t know how anyone survives without it. Praying that more and more eyes and hearts will be opened to the truth🙏🏻✝️
Such words. I don't know how you manage to write things that make me feel deeply sad and quietly uplifted at the same time.
Celia, when I was 6 years old my father was put in a hospital for "nerve trouble". That's the only name for it that we rural dwellers in 1958 Texas knew and used. To this day I don't know what the diagnosis was. I just remember that leading up to it when we would go shopping to Waco he would have to leave the stores because he said there was no air and he couldn't breathe. When things got so serious they put him in the hospital and gave him very many, very strong shock treatments which obliterated his memory even of who my mother and we children were. It took him a year to regain recognition of us again, but after that there was always something missing. He used to be a very funny jokester and story-teller, mostly about the local farmer old-timers who were very humorous themselves. All of that pretty much stopped after they blasted his soul out with their "genius" medical technologies. So, I can somewhat say that, like you, I had a missing parent for a year (or more), even thought his body was present.
My father, from that time on, was very skeptical of doctors, and thanks to that I have inherited and carried that virtue to this day 65 years later. It's what enabled me to not for one second, and I mean not one second, buy into the pandemic story. When I, at first glance, saw "Doctor" Fauci at the podium making his announcement I KNEW in that very moment that it was all faked, all a scam, all a fraud. I never wore a mask, even though I was the only one around in this woke hipster neighborhood who didn't. I was repeatedly yelled at to put one on at the farmers market, of all places. I yelled back.
It's a tragedy what my father had to go through at the hands of those "health-care providers", but I feel like it has been my vocation to redeem it by carrying on the lesson he had learned through it: Stay away from doctors!
You might like to watch the Reiner Fuellmich ICIC session with Peter Breggin and Naomi Wolf (covid vax personality lobotomy is referenced; start ca 40 min. in).
"I don’t want to be right; Not anymore."
I think this is the beginning of love, and is exactly why I hammer on about love so much. How else are we to be humble seekers after truth?
I was going to say “I want Truth”, but you have said it much more eloquently. Thank you.
Being only right is cold and hard. If God, Who is always right were ONLY that, well, it underscores this verse from Hebrew’s “It is a terrifying thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”
Thankful that this is not His only or primary attribute. I certainly don’t want it to be mine.
Interesting I am of the belief
Gosh, I just love you, Celia, your essence. Often I feel less lonely after reading one of your shares. Thank you.
Love is the answer to every question. Troll your soul deeply to find the root of your most pure feeling - and there is love. In the midst of despair, there is the super power of kindness. Doing good, being kind, refusing to be cynical or bitter leads us to dare to hope. Self-sacrifice - sacrificial love heals the soul of the lover. This is how I know there is a God. For myself, faith has saved me over and over again from despair.
Despair is an illusion promulgated by evil to convince us that there is no God, no hope, no reason for joy. We have every reason for joy. We have the ability to love.
i'm just learning about " toxic positivity".
your comment has elements of it. and it is not helpful as a first response to someone in pain or recalling trauma.
You don’t know me. You have no idea what I’ve been through. I’ve been through trauma on steroids and walked many others through similar trauma. If you want to believe that there is no hope in the power to love one another in the face of despair, that’s your affair. Your comment is the definition of toxic hate. My comment came from thd heart as an answer to where is consolation. If you find it insincere, or without merit, there is nothing I can do about that. To each their own consolation.
my apologies. i did not explain it right.
of course i hope for
healing, and happiness again after bad things happen. but " toxic positivity"
criticism is often about the immediate response.
even trained experts have come to learn this after the horrific school shootings, for example.
but it also applies to unresolved, long term injury, pain and suffering..
easier to say platitudes than to truly
allow that person the " negative" feelings which they legitimately experience.
most people do not want to " live there".
Ok. But you assumed that was what I was doing. I wasn't. I lost my 18 year old son in a car accident and the things people said to me afterwards were often ridiculous. But, I understood that they didn't know what to say and what we were going through was terrifying to them. So, I understand the problem with platitudes. I understand it very well. Still, at least they were trying. There were other people that were just horrible and abusive to us - and they were in my own family! So, on balance, I preferred the well-meaning, emotionally challenged folks. Trying to be nice, no matter how lame, isn't toxic in my book. But, I do understand your point and I appreciate that you replied. No apology necessary. Cheers!
I am so incredibly sorry. Suze I don't know your actual name. I woke up intending to address this, here, which seems like a genuine misunderstanding. I know we all want the same thing, for others not to be sad, and when something goes wrong, we fix it, that's our frequency. I am proud of everybody here, ever day. I hope that doesn't sound cloying.
Thank you, Celia. Not cloying at all! I’m very grateful to Jane for being forthright and clearing up the misunderstanding and I’m grateful to you for caring. I really do believe in the power of simple kindness, understanding and love. Look what it can do! ❤️❤️❤️
that was very kind of you in the midst of your loss and grief.
Thank you for this, Celia. I'm so sorry to hear about the vanishing of your mother. As I read your words describing that experience, I could feel that small girl's desperation...
Many crimes carried out in this country have saddened me. The more "recent" ones include AIDS, Ruby Ridge, Waco, et.al. The one, though, that brought me inconsolability was Sep 11. At the time, it was the biggest of "their" big crimes and "their" official story itself so utterly mendacious and criminal. The crime of the ensuing attacks on Afghanistan and Iraq..? The murder, the suffering, the environmental destruction while at "home," applause, credulity, and vilification of all those trying to expose the truth of this horrendous crime.
So...So when the usual suspects started jabbering, including that indescribably creepy criminal Fauci, I knew a new, bigger, more devastating crime was in the making. Pointless to point out the obvious to the unteachable -- the vast majority. This time, we knew that this crime would mean that life as we knew it was over, that circumstances would require abandoning it, which we did.
For me, boredom has moved ahead of inconsolability. Bored by the predictable cooperation, the credulity, the insouciance, the criminal conduct of doctors and nurses, the disloyalty to fundamental principles of freedom, etc., etc.
Ugh. That's just me, Celia.
Hey there, friend!
I am obsessed with liberty. On of many obsessions. Obsessions tend to get in the way.
If you are bored and want to be inconsolable again watch this video:
https://odysee.com/@jermwarfare:2/Michael-rectenwald:0
You will laugh too. Father Rectenwald is charming and fun, not only gloom and doom.
But if you are tired of boredom and inconsolability, watch this presentation:
https://odysee.com/@jermwarfare:2/Michael-Palmer:6
It will blow your mind, in a good sense. Remember he may be wrong, which is part of the old idea of questioning everything.
If you just want a jolt of optimism, go here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IoO5nkxT_4
https://www.youtube.com/embed/CS58YQaVIaA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xT8HIiFQ8Y0
Ohhhh...this is very sweet! Thank you!
Hopefully, my boredom with the madness and criminality is just a phase...Writing does help and the kind words of my subscribers buoy me.
I'm getting ready to watch the Sasha Latypova press conference coming up in about 15 minutes, but I will go back to Jerm and Rechtenwald. The Liszt Consolation No. 3 is so stunningly beautiful...I gave my husband a surprise 50th birthday party a few years back that turned out exactly as I'd hoped and planned. I ended our wonderful evening with Louis Armstrong's version of "It's a Wonderful World." ❤️
So glad to know I've got a friend in liberty -- as obsesses as I. 😊
I have such a deep sadness and loneliness now. The world is trying to distance itself from what just happened. That, in itself, is such a disappointment. It plays out inside my own house. There is no consolation for me yet. I just can’t find it.
Although I haven't yet heard this, I plan to listen tonight. I often (but, nor always) find Bill Pearce and Nightsounds consoling. I hope this helps you also. Its Going to Be OK
https://subspla.sh/q5ysqhf
Thank you for this. I will give it a listen later today.
Although music was likely compromised by the altering of its frequency, I truly believe that the source of Music is from God, and His embedded grace still comes through.
I’m so saddened to hear this. It often feels that way for me as well my friend. May renewed hope come to fill the dark and cold spots in your life, and God grant you someone to walk by your side and share the path.
I have to comment on the desire for a balloon. It immediately brought back into my mind a short film when I was younger. It was filmed in Europe, in black and shite, except for a Red Balloon that a young boy was chasing through the streets. And always, as he was just about to nab it, it flew higher, out f his reach. I wonder, Celia, if that represents your search for your mother...always within reach, but not?
I, too, thought about that movie after reading this. ❤️
Me as well. That little movie they made us watch in school sure seems to have stuck in the mind of a lot of us.
Watched “The Red Balloon” with my sons when they were young. French, I believe. Such a bittersweet story. Came to my mind immediately, too.
"Faith is my only answer." Mine too.
It is the only thing that hoists one up from a fetal position on the kitchen floor.
"I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD In the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD." Psalm 27:13-14
Chock full of power and potency! This is the way, focus + love. "In the beginning was the Word." Frequency is everything. Thank you for the beam of light lit here, online and beyond.
“Some believe it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.” Gandalf (The Hobbit) Expanded from a quote by Tolkien
In the entirety of growing up, there is a few phrases I never heard. One, the question, How do you feel about (X thing)? I was almost 30 before I was asked this, by a friend, and my response was that it didn't matter how I felt, thingX was happening. The friend said, to the contrary, it mattered much how I felt, that it could affect the outcome, and certainly would affect me. It made me look back on all the things that had 'been done to me' (getting the child bathed, dressed, fed, injected, schooled, birthday partied...) with a bit of sadness, that the element of how I might feel about any of it was never broached, I think it leaves the soul in a rather empty place to never know or assess how we feel. It certainly can lead to different decisions and often wrong ones.
PS the other phrase I never heard was 'good job' but that is another story and perhaps more common.
That is the truth, Celia. Our thoughts and words absolutely do create our reality. The trick is to become conscious of every, and I mean, every thought that comes into your head because it will manifest at some point. So we must become like Gandolph at the bridge and if a thought comes in that we don't want to experience, we must say, "You may NOT pass". And you must replace that thought, right then and there with what you do want to experience. And we must do this every single day until we are so conscious of our thoughts that we would never let in a negative one. The other trick is that we must feel the emotion of the thought, if we are trying to manifest something. The thought and the feeling must be married. The thought sends the electrical signal out and the heart is the magnetic signal that draws it to you. We are all energy and light and we are sending and receiving signals all the time. So let's all send out what we want. It has concerned me that if I believe the evil will continue to happen, that it very well might. So, I believe I am stronger than that, we are stronger than that. And maybe it all just starts in our families and communities with something as simple as a smile or a red balloon. We can't change the whole world, but maybe we can change our little piece of it and little by little if we were all doing that, in time the world really would change.
This is a beautiful sentiment. Thank you.
♥ Thank you ♥
I would like to offer thanks for this article. I, too feel much of what you are feeling. The line about being right got me in the feels. I wanted so much to be right just a couple years ago. Now that I know I was right, I am inconsolable about how bad being right turned out. The day you learn your government and all those in power in your country literally want to kill you or own you and they don’t care which is the day you lose all sense of childlike wonder in the world and what it has to offer. The struggle from that point on is to find the actual good. May I offer up The Holy Bible as a place to start. It’s to be the only place I’ve found solace. Have a wonderful day!