We are still escaping the brutal Colorado cold and are now in Santa Rosa, NM. A small, sleepy drive-through town that is on the original Route 66. It is like a place that time forgot as are other towns on the old route. I can’t help but wonder what these towns were like 60 or 70 years ago?
Here in Santa Rosa, I am contemplating the inner power of the human. I know I am only grasping a fraction of what it is, but today I am wondering what others think about their inner power?
I am watching YouTube videos about the labor strikes in the UK. I feel an empathy with individuals who are not valued monetarily for their efforts as that was often my experience in the past. I “get” having the desire to change the situation and how going on strike makes sense in the context of so-called society, but the issue is bigger and deeper. It is much bigger and much deeper. ALL the change, disruption and perceived difficulty going on, on our planet now is meant to accomplish one thing and just one thing: to get the human to accept their inner power. It only takes this “one thing,” because this one thing will unlock the infinite. Once the infinite is unlocked, what more could you need?
I do not think circumstances on our planet needed to be as harsh as they are (and they probably will get harsher), but that is another matter. Each individual has a vote on a soul level, each one chooses, so people can have it any way they want it. The majority of people on this planet have chosen a path of difficulty to wake up. I hope they choose differently as soon as they get even a whiff that it’s a choice.
We have become attached to this matrix on Earth. The beloved icons, the ways of doing things, the beliefs about the nature of reality. Giving all this up can inspire feelings of sadness. I’m feeling some of that sad today. I’m in a new, more intense shift of my outer reality and I find myself feeling sad and wistful about the things of the past, the way of life of the past, even the foods of the past (actually the foods of the past are a big emotional attachment and fondness for me). I get it. But the process is – you have your moment or two of sad and then it’s on to the next step of shifting. The feelings are not a cue to take yet another inner/outer side street or detour, as it were, to deflect from the issue. The power is within you. It has always been. It does not matter how much you doubted, disbelieved and empowered something or someone else instead.
I wonder what it will take for people accept this fact? It requires a complete shift. There is no more maneuvering the outer world to obtain the power you think you lack. No more strikes, bargaining. There is only acceptance that all power is within you and you turned your back on it. Now it is time to face it, embrace it, own it. What will it take?
The way you live is a collection of thoughtforms. Each brick of the house – the way it’s placed, what it’s made of, the fact it is called a “brick” – they are all thoughtforms. You can look at the thoughtforms like bricks – one on top of another, stacked or in a pile, configured this way or that. Thoughtforms.
They also just happen to be someone else’s thoughtforms. Would they be yours if you were free, really free to create?
I see my current life as if it were a metaphorical layer cake. One of the large layers is what I call “wiping the slate clean.” It reminds me of the old days (a.k.a. “my childhood”) when I played with an Etch A Sketch. It was an art toy where you would draw an image on a gray screen with knobs. When you wanted to draw a new image you would shake the toy and it would clear the screen so you could draw a new one. My current life is like shaking an Etch A Sketch.
I have cleared out many of the old forms of my way of life. Torn down the bricks. Shaken out the forms. I live in the bare minimum so I can draw a completely new picture. And not with someone else’s second-hand ideas and “shoulds” or “have-to’s.” (As in life “should” be this way or life “has to” be this way). Nah, it doesn’t. There’s (glorious) newness beyond our wildest dreams to come.
I was watching the local Denver news last night (even though I am currently in Albuquerque) and saw this story (link below) on the good ole mainstream news. I turned to my husband and said, “This is possibly the most significant news story of our lifetime.”
It is. It is about the zero point energy field. The real news about it is this: it made it to the mainstream news. There has been so much nefarious suppression of this information – truly mind-boggling – over the decades that its presence in the mainstream news is HUGE!
I don’t know about the details of the particular science they discussed and the details of it don’t matter. Many (many) inventors, scientist & plain ole folks have found ways – “science” – to tap into the zero point energy field over the years. Some of them, like Stan Meyers, didn’t even know they were tapping into it. Of course the science will be significant for us folks to be able to use it, but the science was never the problem, the suppression was.
The zero point, plasmic energy field is infinite, grid-less and pristine. It could have been used here on Earth for at least the last 100 years (Nikola Tesla) and probably for millennia. It is the energy that is our birthright on Earth in this density. If we can finally use it, it will change everything about life as we know it.
Alchemy is inner transmutation. The experience of it is (constant) transformation, but ultimately it takes one beyond form. So not transFORMation per se (one form to another), but transmutation (form to no-form). But we’re not there yet. I’m not there yet. I mostly understand that intuitively.
The focus of the “alchemical bootcamp” life I am living seems to be the outer reality – and make no mistake about it, my outer life pulls my attention constantly – but the nexus of transformation and transmutation is inner. The real game is the inner one. It is that way for everyone. However, since I have chosen to be in the physical world in the current density (4th D trying to “land?”) interacting with the physical is vital. I can easily overlook or try to overlook this fact.
I think some of us lean toward one extreme or the other. We focus too much on the perceived outer and neglect the inner reality – that has not been my nature – or we focus almost exclusively on the inner and do not have much regard for the outer. The latter is my tendency. But the soul will use physical reality to get your attention if that is what is necessary. We can probably all relate to that. It is not a punishment, though it may feel that way, it is a form of communication. And, often, a call to action. Though – and here’s where it gets tricky – ultimately the action is inner. Inner primary (always). Physical reality necessary.
The constant new challenges of my life in the mundane – and baby, they ARE mundane – are the soul’s modus operandi to ascension. A blip, a solution, peace. Next blip, solution, peace. It does have a kind of rhythm, doesn’t it? It’s a kind of spiritual grind taking one out of all grinds (or most of them, depending on where your soul chooses to land).
It seems paradoxical. The way to soul freedom can be through finding a toilet option, keeping the body warm enough to live, getting food. There must be some poetry there, though it will probably feel more poetic in the next phase. Not alot of poetry now.
We are bound for Albuquerque on Saturday in the RV. Two adult humans and two snarky cats in a 26 ft (small!) RV. It is very stressful, but our survival was questionable if we stayed on the Mesa. Extreme cold and being an hour away from supplies (there is a small town close to the Mesa, but it has few supplies). If we got snowed in, we would have needed to be rescued. We need a steady supply of propane to heat the RV and we only have smallish tanks.
Today, my husband texted that Albuquerque is having nighttime temps above freezing. Right now, you could get me to marry you with words like that.
Today I am living in a 26 ft RV. It’s small. I’m living in it with my husband and two cats who don’t get along. We are still on our land and it is bitterly cold this week. In addition to trying to keep our own bodies warm, we also have to keep a solar generator and WiFi router warm enough to function so they too are stuffed in this teeny space. It’s easier not to move at all.
When I talk to (some) people about my move to the Mesa, I say the reasons are layered. One such layer involves creating a bigger energetic “spin.” The “spin” is an important spiritual feature I am still learning about, but in this case I mean inner energy. A wise person I know recently said, “When humans get their back against a wall, they tend to create more spin.” Meaning, it galvanizes them.
If you’ve ever had an unexpected life change, like a weather disaster or sudden loss of a close loved one, something that took life as you knew it to something completely unknown, you know the kind of shock that “up’s” your spin. Maybe it wasn’t a survival emergency, but a new, intense situation – like your first baby – when you had to adapt quickly, unexpectedly day after day. That up’s your spin. It is a fast-track to transformation.
Few people see it that way. With something like a weather disaster, how many times do you hear people in the situation or those reporting about it talk about the experience as a fast track to transformation? The focus is almost always on loss, feeling sorry for the people in the situation and ruminating on how things used to be. Instead, the focus should be on how these situations are a call to transformation. If it is happening, those involved are being called to transform. The soul of each human is sovereign. It calls the shots, however much behind the scenes. There are no victims.
Yes, it takes a minute to feel the feelings when the transformation requires dramatic change and parting with things, people, experiences we were fond of, but after processing the fresh grief, the focus should be on the deeper calling for transformation. This perspective draws our attention sharply to “now” and shrewdly on the next step and the next…transformation happens like that.
So why the images at the top of this blog? Because I am living in a teeny RV and my entire life revolves around staying warm. Also I can barely move for the solar generators and routers also in the RV keeping warm (to function) so we can have what small amount of power and internet access the situation allows. And yet: ALL of it – every single wire-bound molecule of it – could be and should be unnecessary. And not because I should be living back in the 3//4 D matrix of conventional housing with tightly controlled utilities, wires and cable. But because this Earth was designed to provide for its inhabitants abundantly, freely and pristinely.
The Earth was built with a plasma field around it that can provide an almost infinite amount of energy. This energy can be channelled to provide power. It could heat the RV, the yurt cabins, even the Taj Mahal, for God’s sake! It could run our vehicles. No wires or power grid would be necessary. The only “plugging in” required would be what you do with (what some call) a “free energy box” or through your own consciousness. At the moment, I have mastered neither. When I do, I will no longer be stuffed into a tiny RV trying to survive.
Nikola Tesla – the REAL Tesla, the only Tesla – was working on a zero-point energy conductor in the 1890’s. He ran out of funding and then ran into trouble (as did every single inventor who uncovered this energy field, built a device to channel it and sought funding or a patent to develop it). The point is, the knowledge of it has been in existence for over 100 years* and yet here I sit trying to stay warm with prehistoric propane tanks, unable to stay in our larger yurt cabins because their woodstoves and insulation are not up to the Colorado winter. But all of this could be different. And all of it could be free. The zero point energy field is free. It was built into the planetary architecture for use by ALL humans and belongs to no one. Tapping into it should have been common knowledge from the start, but knowledge can be suppressed. Knowledge has been suppressed.
I am doing this intense, pressured kind of life for the spiritual spin. That above all else. It is a vital part of spiritual ascension. So is “coming out,” some of which I am doing here. This whole “layered” process will free the consciousness that can tap into the higher knowledge of energy and more. It will go beyond the thick cloud of deception that has shrouded this planet for millennia. And when that day arrives, my friends, it will be climate comfort, control and room to move, baby.
(* Watch for Steven Greer’s Spring 2023 Movie “The Lost Century” about many suppressed technologies that could have freed life on Earth for at least the last 100 years. Click here to donate. He is funding it completely through crowdfunding and “we the people!”)
News of today: “We” are going back to the moon.” There are stations on the Moon and humans have been working on/in them for decades, some not by choice (labor shortage on Earth anyone?). “We the People” are not doing any of this except agreeing to listen to lies told by a collection of hoodlums. Know what you are looking at folks.
The Grammy’s. Do we really know who “we” celebrate at The Grammy’s? Would you celebrate some of these singers if you knew they were involved with groups that traffic children and have parties – right here on Earth – where enslaved children serve food and their bodies for the pleasure of these celebrities? And these celebs’ pacts with the Devil were what gave them their fame? Read Tony Rodrigues “Ceres Colony Cavalier.” Learn about what you’re really looking at.
This past Thursday I got a text from my friend Debra in Albuquerque with a link to a New York Times article about Ted Conover’s new book: “Cheap Land Colorado: Off-Gridders at America’s Edge.” As some of you know, my husband and I live off-grid in the San Luis Valley in Colorado, which is where Mr. Conover’s book is set. I read the article in the local coffee house, Milagro’s – local meaning in Alamosa, an hour away from the Mesa where I live – and as I walked out of Milagro’s I saw a sign on their door for a book signing being held by Mr. Conover that night.
On my way home, I picked up my mail and there he was again! On the cover of the local newspaper. Behold the power of the New York Times! A “3 ping” event in a short time catches my attention, so I asked my husband if we could go to the reading that night. My husband said “yes” as he is writing a memoir about life on the Mesa, provisionally called “Served By the Sun,” and he was interested.
Unfortunately, as the time of the book signing approached, we were too busy actually living our off-grid life to drive two hours to see someone talk about it. The first snow came to the Mesa that night. I drove up from town (San Luis) in it and it was blinding. We couldn’t leave our place because the woodstoves needed to be going full-tilt and the cats were in the warmer RV, but the propane had to be monitored. If the RV propane runs out, the temperature in the RV plummets in minutes. It was in the 20’s that night.
In the NYT article about the book, I got a basic idea of what Mr. Conover had experienced and written about. He lived in an area in the San Luis Valley he referred to as “the Flats” and to be honest, I do not know where that is. The San Luis Valley is 8,000 square miles. It is the largest high-altitude desert in North America. ALOT of it is flat. I sometimes refer to the flat sagey land in my neighborhood as “the incomprehensible sage flats,” but “the Flats” could be any number of places in the Valley.
After reading the article, I thought of my “take” on our-off-grid life and how I would offer a different take on life in the Valley and what drove the two of us to move here. To speak practically, I will say that price was a consideration. I would have preferred not to be living so profoundly “off-grid,” as far as water and electricity go or to at least have “on grid” options, but I did not see a way to get the other things that were non-negotiable and have those water and electricity options for a price we could afford.
The non-negotiables:
-Privacy & no HOA – ET sightings/history of the area -Being more off-grid from the current “cultural” (way of life) matrix in our country and on most of the planet – Beauty in the environment -Quite, serenity and sovereignty over our living space -Some community (and…the wild horses that live here were unexpected and a complete blessing)
Here is a summary of some of the points I would give Mr. Conover if he asked me for my take on “off grid” life:
-the soul nudged (maybe it shoved)
-part of that nudge/shove was the rug got pulled out of our old life – it happened more gradually for awhile and then in Summer 2020 it was “GO” time, the rug was yanked. That life had 7 weeks left and then it was no more. We got into creative action.
– all the steps that followed – and there were MANY – were part of the soul’s (souls’) insistence that we drastically shift the outer world as part of the drastic inner shifts that are underway (My husband obviously has his own soul’s shift, but I cannot report on the details of that partly because he rarely frames things in those terms, so that is why I go back & forth between speaking about “we” and speaking from the first person. The shift was definitely in OUR life, but the way we each see it and possibly the outcomes – the shifts themselves – may be different)
-create enough of an inner spin that will take me through ascension (this way of life is serving that purpose)
-position myself for the earth ascension that is already under way and to interface with off-planet friends and new technologies to assist with my job here on Earth
There is more, but that is a good summary. I often experience fear and alot of frustration (it has taken me 5 days to power up this laptop and access my blog- grrrr!).
I know something huge and radically different is coming to the planet and for some of the people (could be lots of people, but what are lots of people choosing??), but I don’t know when or how it will unfold in our everday life. And in the meantime I often struggle to know how to navigate this time (and to be honest, the last 30 years which have largely been “this” kind of time). But…. I am not a victim. I wish the people Mr. Conover lived with could reframe their state of minds to know they too are not victims. Victim is a state of mind. I know that can seem very difficult to embrace in the face of what people experience and yet, it is a cosmic truth: there are no victims.
It is a challenge to understand this truth on the profound spiritual level where it exists. But my God! – what better way to spend your time than inquiring and contemplating this truth?
All for today. More to come. As Byron Katie says from her profound, awakened first-hand experience: the Universe is friendly. How are you seeing that today?
My website’s security registration has gone rogue because GoDaddy cannot confirm my phone number. Yes, that is the big ole nefarious reason. Keep your children safe! To satisfy GoDaddy, they require I have a statement notarized that my phone number is my phone number. Clutch your innocent children now!
To do that I need to find a notary in my area or at least one that actually works. Earlier this week, I did several online searches for notaries – a few came up with not a contact detail in the bunch. Also, I waited a very long time in line at the post office of the next town – 16 miles away – because Google said they had a notary. They didn’t. After several tries and about an hour of searching and waiting, I put the task off for another day. In the meantime, GoDaddy has put up a security flag on my site that says it contains dangerous URLs.
All because they want my phone number. And they insist it be notarized.
Here on the Mesa, I cannot use my laptop every day. We only have one freestanding solar generator for power, plus our RV’s solar setup, which is very helpful, but weaker. If there is a spate of rainy days, which there was the week before last, I literally cannot turn on my laptop until the sun has been back out for a couple days.
My laptop is old and only powers on electricity, not battery. On a rainy day, much less a group of them, electricity progressively powers down here, then disappears altogether. So the laptop is out. It’s rather depressing.
Today it is sunny and relatively early in the day. These are the two components for more generous electricity creation and, in turn, usage. We don’t make hay while the sun shines, but we do just about everything else. By 3pm, even on a sunny day, we must start turning things off to conserve what power we have for overnight. It’s almost 1pm now, I’ve got a couple hours, though I’ve also got a thousand things to do, all of which are basic, boring life tasks.
This is a set-up. The way I’m living and the way you’re living. It might seem so cool and unfettered to live “off-grid’ the way my husband and I do, but we are tied so heavily to survival chores, there is nothing cool or unfettered about it. At least about that part, but “that” is a huge part of life.
(Note of gratitude: What IS unfettered is the land itself. After it rains, the smell of sage infuses the air. You walk on the paths and it’s like walking in a sage bath. The quiet. It is so quiet here you can hear the sound a bird’s body makes when it motors its wings. Even with your eyes closed, you know what part of flight it is in. THAT part is unfettered, but the rest of it is like living in a labor camp.)
Well, that’s the way it is, you might say to yourself. Life, chores, living off-grid. Is it? Is it really? I say, “No,” it is most definitely not the way it is. Not in the existential sense, which is what we mean when we say “that’s how it is.” It is not the way things were meant to be here on planet Earth. But yes, it is the way they were manipulated into existing, so in that sense it is the way things are…..for now.
I will dig into this more in a future post, but energy on Earth is actually infinite and free. “Actually” as in it is a physical fact about the structure of our Earth and the field that surrounds it. And not free like the sun or the wind, because I’m here to tell you, ain’t nothing free or infinite about solar or wind energy. They are the consolation prizes of the existing system of control – which extends to energy, healthcare, communication, travel…you name it…pretty much everything.
Modern wind turbines are ugly. They light up at night and light-pollute the horizon for miles. We used to see the ones in Wyoming from our balcony in northern Colorado. They completely took over the view of the northern horizon and constantly flashed unpleasant artificial red lights. We were not interested in seeing flashing red lights as our view of the beautiful north.
You’re probably thinking, well it’s better than oil! It’s better than coal!…nuclear! All a setup, my friend. ALL of those are unnecessary. Check out the work of Nicola Tesla. We should have had zero point energy in every area of our lives over 100 years ago. But we don’t. And that is by careful design. Think about it: who benefits (profits) by the current systems we have?
Zero point would mean no more being a slave to energy. No more solar and wind as the heroes they aren’t. Zero Point energy works with the toroid and is free and infinite. It FREES the human, it doesn’t bind us further, like living at the whim of a solar generator and the sun and the rain (which get manipulated too). Or all the other myriad ways we are bound by the control and seizure of energy on our planet, which is also unequivocally destroying the entire biosphere of this once-gorgeous planet. And yet we don’t have zero point energy boxes in our homes. We don’t have med beds – another FREEING technology- in any city, town or village. And that’s no accident. No accident at all.
People say, “You never get more than you can handle.” Or “God never gives you more than you can handle.” Really? Nice story, but total bullshit. What does it even mean?
That you won’t die from a difficult situation? Is that the marker? That you won’t lose your mind, tear off your clothes, walk into traffic, have to be institutionalized? Is that the marker?
Surely those are things I do not desire, but in my experience the soul throws you more shit than you can handle all the time. How else do you grow?
I think what people mean when they say that to someone going through a difficult time is, “This situation feels bigger than your usual ways of handling life and your usual sense of self, but you really do have it in you to handle it, even though it doesn’t feel like it now.” That’s nice. And maybe it’s true. But if you’re in this life to grow beyond the known, you’re going to have times when you get more than you can handle. Count on it.
During most of the 1990’s, I was going through what I surmise was alot of intense spiritual transformation all at once. Even now, I can only guess at what it was or what to name some of it. We’re not a spiritually-literate culture, so I couldn’t just look it up (no Google) and say, “Oh, yeah, that’s what this is.” Even if I could, there was nothing I could do about it. Spiritual transformations are triggered by the soul. You just have to cope. And, at times, that is no small task.
One of the processes I was likely experiencing during that time was the Dark Night, more commonly known as the Dark Night of the Soul. I’m not sure why it is called that since the soul seemed just fine, thank you. But the rest of the human? That’s another story.
Sometimes I’d hear accounts of the Dark Night from others, but the reports I heard were superficial and inaccurate. That is not to say those people weren’t actually going through a Dark Night. Maybe they were and they didn’t articulate it well. More often than not, though, I suspect they were not actually going through the Dark Night.
There’s not much I can say about it because, well, it is the Dark Night after all. Ok, there’s a little I can say about it. First, it was not short. I cannot tell you how long it was, but in linear time, it was long.
Possibly the hardest part was the loss of my connection to God as I had known it and relied on it. For years prior, I had pleaded with great sincerity to have God, Spirit, bring on intense spiritual transformation. Not because I’m a masochist, but because I longed for an inner freedom I knew was possible. I didn’t have to conjure or dramatize that desire, it was straight from the heart.
Then I got my wish. The intense transformation part (I’m still waiting for the complete soul freedom part). Also, like I said, there were other things going on spiritually too, some of which made my physical, mental and spiritual bodies feel like they were in a vise. That too was not short. But going back to the Dark Night (DN), in the DN, the lights go out. Your inner world of spiritual phenomena disappears.
Maybe you have a sense of the Divine, of God. Some sort of connection you rely on, that makes you feel good, safe and to which you turn when things are troubling. A childlike inner connection in which a sweet story about God taking care of you and never giving you more than you can handle would make sense.
In the Dark Night, that disappears. You can beg and plead and cry – and I did – and it changes nothing. It is a process of becoming a spiritual adult. I suppose, spiritually-speaking, we’re never really alone in this life, but in the DN the ways you would know and feel that, disappear. Those “ways” are what I’m calling the lights, the knowable phenomena. They disappear and you must see in the Dark. Your ego freaks out night and day (well it does that anyway, but you can imagine…). It has none of its favorite toys to play with, including Comfort-God. They gone.
The world is one big “No.” Just about everything in your world is empty. It’s not quite as nihilistic as it sounds. In fact it is not nihilism at all, what it is, is spiritual fire. Nihilism is still an ego/intellect construct. The Dark Night is a burn. It’s the soul burning down your sense of self and your childlike relationship to Spirit. To the ground and beyond.
So some dopey saying like, “Oh God will never give you more than you can handle” is ridiculous. You come to see alot of things in this world are ridiculous.
So what to do? All you can do is distract. I can’t speak for others who maybe want to sit in meditation practice and bring mindfulness to the process – although I did a fair bit of mindfulness meditation during that time, but I didn’t push it – but it’s not the nature of the Dark Night that you work harder at it. That fucker knows precisely what to do and does not need a single thing from you to do it.
I was living in Canada at the time and for awhile had no legal working papers – don’t ask me what I could have done for a job anyway, though I did eventually get one. During those times, I would take the Oak St bus in Vancouver down to the Starbucks. Starbucks was new to me in 1992 (it was still more about actual coffee than theme-park style sugar-bomb drinks) and it was without a doubt my Coffee Dream come true.
I would go to the Oak St Starbucks and get a cappuccino and a gorgeous chocolate-dipped peanut butter cookie. At the time, Starbucks still sold really nice confections, locally-sourced, not the mass-produced garbage they sell now.
The cookie was almost as big as my hand. I would slowly savor each smooth, sweet, velvet chocolatey, crunchy peanut-buttery bite as I sipped my superb strong-roast cappuccino and for a short time, my world would be easy.
While there are many…many.. spiritual tools and insights I have to share with people, some of the dearest and most profound – the ones that kept me sane, literally – are humble, simple, everyday things that sweetened my day and were not esoteric in the least.
Stories about how easy God is on us humans were useless and silly during the Dark Night. It’s not supposed to be always be easy and you’re not supposed to be a spiritual child forever. But a good cappuccino, a nice table at which to sit, a friendly barista and a beautiful handmade chocolate-dipped peanut butter cookie can give you a moment of desperately-needed sweetness in the midst of fire.
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