Being of the Older Generation, I would say our upbringing of "being nice" was one of our downfalls. Being afraid to speak up because we've been trained to "be nice"!! Nice way to let the Dark Side take over, isn't it?
You and your husbond is surrounded by angels that keep you safe. Do you both know that? They serve you the numbers. He is on a mission that he accepted before he was born. You are smarter and more reflected than 99.8 percent of the population.
If there is something they want you to know, then they among other things use repeating numbers like 222, 333 or 1111 together with special coincidences. In my case they are Pleiadians. They have been part of planning the great awakening to extreme detail. They have the technology/abilities to see every part of the future. That is why nothing can stop the forces of love and light from winning.
Money doesn't stick with me. Having paid rent I practically have none left. That's why I was sad and a little angry last time you wrote something and I could not respond because I was not a "paid subscriber." It truly SADDENS me that people who believe themselves to be awake unite so much within the dough framework. During the insanedemic I got a job cleaning floors. I didn't have enough to pay for the busride so I went by bike. Two days into my employment I was told to go get "tested" every 72. hours. I quit on the spot and biked back. I saw only VERY, VERY FEW OTHERS DO THE SAME. I have NO respect for money, NONE WHATSOEVER, and to be rockbottom honest about it I have to say I find it downright pathetic. Why on Earth would I pay someone for their coffee or their ability to write? I can write myself. I never EVER ask others for money NEVER. I get a drowning feel just pondering it. What's the difference between that and mere begging? Even as a socalled "homeless" that I was for more than 2 yrs I NEVER begged for money ANYWHERE. Not from my family, not from the state, not from strangers. I collected empty cans and wrote poems. So stop all this whining about dough and accept the fact that you LEARN THROUGH HARDSHIP. And that's the simple truth laid bare, ladies and gentlemen. Now, have a GOOD, CREATIVE day where you SEE POSSIBILITIES EVERYWHERE. Blessings
HI Ragna, not sure if I understand you correctly. Do you see me whining about money? Its an energy we are all dealing with in this life and agree, it can be greedy and bad, and also make a big difference in peoples lives. Different ways of seeing it I believe. When you buy a book, you pay someone for their writing and hopefully enjoy it. :) Completely up to you to buy it. I used to see money as a bad thing. These days I see it as an energy we can do amazing things with if we use in a good way. :)
I don't view money that way AT ALL. I view this whole concept as exactly that: A CONCEPT, AN ABSTRACTION. It has NOTHING to do with CONCRETE, GODGIVEN LIFE. I, for one, can testify to the FACT that my worries and hardships have ALWAYS been connected somehow, one way or the other, with money or lack of same. I lose my temper around this damned, Godforsaken illusion. And my peace. Henry Miller, whether you like him or not, put it very eloquently when he wrote: I am looking forward to the day this society disappears. " So am I. I see the hunt for money as senseless vanity, and as a result of emotional, moral and intellectually immaturity. It's a PRISON. Now I want OUT OF THAT SYSTEMIC, INFANTILE PRISON, and if the doors to it are made of dough I then REFUSE the dough to make the doors open. It's far from being mere idealism which, in my view, is a special kind of sickness. What it is is putting down a firm set of boundaries around your own soul, your very life. I see so many people out there whining for money, oh pay me this, oh pay me that. I cry each time inwardly, and anger is the physical expression for my SADNESS. I live close to the EARTH, the soil now. I work my little plot of land every single day, and I LOVE it with ALL MY HEART. I buy close to nothing, I go foraging, and I UNDERSTAND that ALMOST EVERYTHING AROUND ME THAT NATURE SO VERY ABUNDANTLY GIVES US IS EITHER MEDICINE OR EDIBLES WE CAN LIVE OFF OF. I hug the trees, I get lost in the flower, I feel balanced without the damned dough. This is the message I have, not some kind of personal issue with you nor anybody else. I just want all to see what I finally see: YOU NEED CREATIVE AWARENESS, THEN YOU SEE POSSIBILITIES. YOU NEED TO REMOVE THE DOORS OF YOUR PRISON. THEY ARE BUT MADE OF DOUGH.
Being of the Older Generation, I would say our upbringing of "being nice" was one of our downfalls. Being afraid to speak up because we've been trained to "be nice"!! Nice way to let the Dark Side take over, isn't it?
You and your husbond is surrounded by angels that keep you safe. Do you both know that? They serve you the numbers. He is on a mission that he accepted before he was born. You are smarter and more reflected than 99.8 percent of the population.
Very kind words, thank you. Yes I do feel we are protected and I connect with my angels all the time. :) What do you mean with serve us the numbers?
Peace and light
If there is something they want you to know, then they among other things use repeating numbers like 222, 333 or 1111 together with special coincidences. In my case they are Pleiadians. They have been part of planning the great awakening to extreme detail. They have the technology/abilities to see every part of the future. That is why nothing can stop the forces of love and light from winning.
Look up angel numbers if you see the repeating numbers...
OK thank you and yes we see these numbers all the time. Fun times ahead. :)
Money doesn't stick with me. Having paid rent I practically have none left. That's why I was sad and a little angry last time you wrote something and I could not respond because I was not a "paid subscriber." It truly SADDENS me that people who believe themselves to be awake unite so much within the dough framework. During the insanedemic I got a job cleaning floors. I didn't have enough to pay for the busride so I went by bike. Two days into my employment I was told to go get "tested" every 72. hours. I quit on the spot and biked back. I saw only VERY, VERY FEW OTHERS DO THE SAME. I have NO respect for money, NONE WHATSOEVER, and to be rockbottom honest about it I have to say I find it downright pathetic. Why on Earth would I pay someone for their coffee or their ability to write? I can write myself. I never EVER ask others for money NEVER. I get a drowning feel just pondering it. What's the difference between that and mere begging? Even as a socalled "homeless" that I was for more than 2 yrs I NEVER begged for money ANYWHERE. Not from my family, not from the state, not from strangers. I collected empty cans and wrote poems. So stop all this whining about dough and accept the fact that you LEARN THROUGH HARDSHIP. And that's the simple truth laid bare, ladies and gentlemen. Now, have a GOOD, CREATIVE day where you SEE POSSIBILITIES EVERYWHERE. Blessings
HI Ragna, not sure if I understand you correctly. Do you see me whining about money? Its an energy we are all dealing with in this life and agree, it can be greedy and bad, and also make a big difference in peoples lives. Different ways of seeing it I believe. When you buy a book, you pay someone for their writing and hopefully enjoy it. :) Completely up to you to buy it. I used to see money as a bad thing. These days I see it as an energy we can do amazing things with if we use in a good way. :)
I don't view money that way AT ALL. I view this whole concept as exactly that: A CONCEPT, AN ABSTRACTION. It has NOTHING to do with CONCRETE, GODGIVEN LIFE. I, for one, can testify to the FACT that my worries and hardships have ALWAYS been connected somehow, one way or the other, with money or lack of same. I lose my temper around this damned, Godforsaken illusion. And my peace. Henry Miller, whether you like him or not, put it very eloquently when he wrote: I am looking forward to the day this society disappears. " So am I. I see the hunt for money as senseless vanity, and as a result of emotional, moral and intellectually immaturity. It's a PRISON. Now I want OUT OF THAT SYSTEMIC, INFANTILE PRISON, and if the doors to it are made of dough I then REFUSE the dough to make the doors open. It's far from being mere idealism which, in my view, is a special kind of sickness. What it is is putting down a firm set of boundaries around your own soul, your very life. I see so many people out there whining for money, oh pay me this, oh pay me that. I cry each time inwardly, and anger is the physical expression for my SADNESS. I live close to the EARTH, the soil now. I work my little plot of land every single day, and I LOVE it with ALL MY HEART. I buy close to nothing, I go foraging, and I UNDERSTAND that ALMOST EVERYTHING AROUND ME THAT NATURE SO VERY ABUNDANTLY GIVES US IS EITHER MEDICINE OR EDIBLES WE CAN LIVE OFF OF. I hug the trees, I get lost in the flower, I feel balanced without the damned dough. This is the message I have, not some kind of personal issue with you nor anybody else. I just want all to see what I finally see: YOU NEED CREATIVE AWARENESS, THEN YOU SEE POSSIBILITIES. YOU NEED TO REMOVE THE DOORS OF YOUR PRISON. THEY ARE BUT MADE OF DOUGH.
Blessings from the heart.