I've been noticing much changing within me. Not so much physically but energetically. My body is healing, my right leg wound is nearly healed. It seems slow to me, but the nurse says it's responding well. It was deep. The left leg is no longer bandaged. I know some of my health issues is probably my resistance to shifts that I need to make, but I have to see and understand before I change what needs to be changed. All these energies are so very exhausting. And it's harder on the old farts.
It feels at times like impatience. Like I can't bear another YouTube video telling me who I should hate or what divide of this or that I should be on. I can't bear people asking me to subscribe, like, and engage in comments from some AI algorithm to rank their video as worthy of being seen. When the whole construct feels like a freak show. We all know these systems are going away, they're obsolete. And I think everyone just wants to thrive. They just have different ideas, or no original ideas at all. of how so they borrow from the past, which was never as good as people make it sound. Marxism was a failure. Capitalism monetizes people (so did Marxism - bankers didn't really care which you chose as long as they were your bankers and printed your debt based currency). World Wars were engineered by central bankers to consolidate gold holdings. Leave it to Beaver was just a TV show and nobody in the 1950s and 1960s lived like that but many of us would have liked to. Kodachrome was never faded ink dyes, it was once brilliant hues of color before time broke down the color molecules and the youth thinks that's what our photos looked like when had them printed.
There are few videos that resonate to me. My own music library feels disonate to my internal coherence and I sit here wondering what I can offer those who read my posts of value. I am still in the process of feeling through this and getting a handle on a process that probably has never happened before anywhere. The Galactics haven't been through this, but there are being affected by what's happening here. Earth is quantum entangled with the entire universe.
I am also noticing that things I ponder, get an immediate answer too. I was thinking this morning about my father when he was struggling with cancer. He became an evangelical christian after leaving the church I grew up in. And till his death bed he thought he would be raptured and sparred the horrible death that cancer gave him. He transitioned a month before his 80th birthday in 1998. He died an incredibly sweet man, a man I never saw growing up. He's since reincarnated as a kid near Tuscon back in his beloved Arizona and he's probably got a liking for collecting rocks.
I was looking at the longing I have had to use the crystal healing chambers my contacts have on their ships, which some call med beds. I know of two special ones that were prepared long ago. I've wanted to go into one since 2015, just to heal from the damage I had done to me in 2009. And now it's 2025, and I ask myself has this become my rapture thing? I dunno. I really do want to see this planet flip its energy and be a place for every being to thrive. And there's lots of people I would like to experience that with.
I don't fear death, I did that briefly once in 2009 and know there's nothing to fear, but I just don't want to do that just yet. Then Bev sends me a video purportedly from Ashtar Sherran talking about how there's an energetic rapture occurring. Which is a way of looking at it I suppose but I was gob smacked by the timing. I try not to mix scripture with what is happening now, which really is putting new wine into old wineskins, but it was a perspective I hadn't thought of. But it's the old energies that are departing.
Likewise I saw a video purportedly from AA Michael, that said everything Heather has always said, including something she told me last week. And while I was pondering the coherence of that message, Heather sends me an SMS message. There's a lot of interesting moments popping up. I don't know what it all means, I can only feel my way through. And the only profound advice I can give all of you is to feel through it too. Don't get mesmerized by the drama of the next six weeks. Think of the drama as the squeaks coming from the rusty hinges of systems that should be put into that junk yard machine that makes old cars into cubes to be recycled.
PS: Forgive any typos.... autocorrect has declared war on me today...
