Remember this? it's a walk down memory lane for those of us who lived in Los Angeles in the sixties and seventies...it doesn't exist any more, and most people who recall it would hardly give it a second thought.
It was an old marketing strategy, a reward system. You got these Blue Chip stamps every time you spent money at the grocery store, bought gas, or did other routine transactions. You would paste them in a book. When you have enough of these savings books filled, just like at an arcade--you would go to the prize window and cash them in. You could buy furniture, appliances, all kinds of things from the warehouse from the Blue Chip Stamp place.
Why am I bringing this up?
Because time moves on.
Time is to our advantage, with the energies, especially as it comes to the Awakening of the masses.
What everybody else likes, what is cool, and what brings one positive social attention and bonding with your peers...is what motivates ninety-nine point nine-nine-nine percent of the population.
Black Friday mystifies me. Why go? Why fight the crowds? Are the deals that great? Is it worth the hassle?
It wasn't until I saw the smiles on the faces of two of my cousins, who went shopping at four a.m., and their joy at the experience of 'saving together' that I realized what makes the 'matrix' go...
I've been pondering this for quite some time.
Now I 'get it'.
I watched Dancing With the Stars for the first time last Wednesday night. I watched it because a newlywed bride at work makes her husband watch it with her. There it--the bonding 'magic'-- was again, and I saw it, the emotions shared, the movement, the music that is popular...it is like an estrogen magnet--and it makes the viewer feel they 'matter', that they are a part of something larger than themselves, especially when it came to Bindi Irwin. I was happy she won, too, and I was crying that she did.
I notice how 'your show' says a lot about you. People discussed 'Orange is the New Black' over the Thanksgiving meal. My sister who was into it, tried to get her beau to watch, and he was content to watch from the middle and 'catch up', but she on the other hand has to watch it from the beginning.
Long story short, these media and merchandising geniuses who created these lucrative activities people enjoy filled a need...a need that people who are incarnate and not spiritually in touch with their own connection to source--need to validate themselves and ease the discomfort of being separated from Creator, through the Veil of amnesia....
This is my lock box on my anesthesia drugs at work. I carry this, and around my neck is a string of keys. If you look closely on the left, the flap closure fell off. I had it break, and I turned it in.
Instead of getting a new lock box, a second hinge device was added next to the original.
Here is a better picture, and beneath is the lock to my anesthesia cart. We are in a secure area, only known people can enter it, in scrubs, with badges. But we lock lock lock just to be sure.
These are my treasures. I was jumping up and down with delight. I keep them in my pocket of my scrubs. The Om pendulum is my direct line to Ross. The square is bronzite, one of my 'latest'--and it fell on the kitchen floor the other day.
The heart is a Grand Formation, jade with quartz, and very rare. It was nowhere to be found. Ross told me to relax about it, but not where it was. I usually beat myself up for losing things. I was calm. He sent me a very clear tiny quartz, he said was stronger than a Grand Formation.
Well Friday, on my way to work from the parking lot, I grabbed my old dirty scrubs from call in the back of the trunk to turn in. And I heard something drop. It was my heart!!! I was so very very excited, not just to have it, but because Ross' advice is right on, too.
I predict that in time, the beauty and harmony of Source, Creator, Spirit, and Love will win out over the 'social bonding' as demonstrated by pop culture, the media, and everything else which profits from our unique nature as incarnate souls having an earthly experience.
In time, once people are exposed to, and respond, to the real thing, they won't want to go back.
And just like Blue Chip Stamps, Mercurochrome, rotary telephones, and VCR's--people aren't going to go back to the old way of life.
Time is on our side.
So is the trend.
As well as the influx of many new souls, great bearers of Light, every single day...with each new child that is born...
It is a great social experiment, and now it is going to have a 'twist'...
Just like this menorah, which is a lobster, or, as some would call it, a 'Menob-stah' <3
Carla is moving on her own right. She is awakening the masses in her mind and her heart, and with her imagination, wondering what kind of world it will be...
We are almost there. Indubitably! (isn't that fun to say?)
Carla on her own had a nasty start to her day. It started last night, with the exercise. Carla likes to go tot he gym BEFORE dinner, Anthony AFTER. So by the time they had their soup from the crock pot, is was dark, and Carla wanted to stay in.
This morning, Carla was ready to go, after breakfast.
Anthony wanted to play a game. He taught her how to play Magic, the Gathering, something he is fond of, and plays in a club. She enjoyed learning this game and spending time with him very much.
Then it was time for lunch.
And Carla didn't want to go to the gym. She felt cooped up. At her work Carla never sees nature, except for the flowers that a nurse who retired used to bring in from the garden. The skylights in the hall to the Operating Room Carla adored are all boarded up for 'privacy'.
So Carla acted out. First thing this morning she had wanted to go to La Jolla at Torrey Pines to take a hike, and Anthony had said no. Then he wanted the gym. She has aches and pains--as does everyone--and it hurts her to do the activities he enjoys.
So they went for a walk. All the way outside in the neighborhood. Anthony had sore knees, and later, sore feet, and walked in his socks the rest of the way home.
At this, Carla softened.
It is never easy for both. And they apologized and made it up to one another. Carla shared how she doesn't like being fat. And Anthony said, 'mom, your work makes it hard for you to keep in shape.'
I am watching and monitoring all of this, and I am pleased and touched at how well they are working through this topic together. There is need for exercise, and yet, both don't have the bodies that are right for being really active at this time. Anthony is 'always outside', so he doesn't mind the gym, which to Carla, is another form of being cut off from sunlight and nature she adores.
They will find their way, as will you.
Carla talk about the mice.
C: Mean mouse didn't kill the other one. I saw him having like seizures and I had hoped he would die, and 'get what he had coming to him'. But he didn't. And today, I saw the two mice sleeping in little balls, touching, and apparently close. So, I realized that Love IS the solution for Everything, including Mean mouse, who for some reason, just stopped being mean now this other mouse is there in the cage with him.
R: Are you going to feed him to snake? Mean mouse?
C: Most likely not, Ross. Snake doesn't like mice I grow, because of the scent, and the two seem happy. They aren't much trouble, so I will let them be.
R: now THAT is a powerful testament to Love, Carla, isn't it? (he makes a mouse face at me, to tease me--ed)
C: Yes it is. Simple. Direct. And no mistaking it. Am I done now honey?
R: No (he's in a good mood. --ed) What do you say to me every morning?
C: Thank you for being in my life, help me to do well on everything that is asked of me, and I hope to come home to you soon.
R: What did you think about Linda?
C: I saw her on her Facebook for the first time in a long time, Ross. Linda is my high school friend, who used to go to Bible study with me. She was talking about her grief, her loss of her son, and her marriage. She married well, and is happy. She had so many quotes and book references and things.
R: Did it hurt? Did it hurt honey?
C: Yes. She rejected me for my mediumship from her deceased son. I sent her flowers every year for the anniversary of his death, for five years, like, seventy dollar s a pop. I did it because he asked, and I honored it. It hurt deep, honey, not just for the quotes--but for her inability to see...I felt awful, dirty, and sad...because of her religion, and how she chose to treat me. She's like friendly, but on a deep level, so very far away...
R: Why is that?
C: Because she lives from the outside in, but hers is a religious outside. And she has one area in her life where it took her son's death to wake her up. Now she's famous for it. Like Huffington post famous, honey. She helps a whole lot of people. She's good, and I love her and her husband very much.
R: Do you know?
C: No. I can't answer your question. I talk, but I don't really answer it. Perhaps it's a life lesson or plan or something?
R: It is. It's because of me. I was sent to divide people. And in a way, I am a perfect wedge, just like between you and Linda. How are we going to mend it?
C: Oh honey! I don't know. I don't know anything at this point except Anthony keeps asking me to toss the football with him, and I keep saying I'm almost done here, and you keep asking me questions I can't answer and I probably never will...as long as the veil is in place.
R: I powerfully love you. What was the song I played for you while you were making the bracelet? The one that when you understood you felt all the warmth and love from me in your heart?
C: Maybe I'm Amazed by the Beatles.
R: Hmmmm? (he smiles--ed)
C: In the song you let me know I understand you, and it meant so much for you to have me at your side.
R: How does that fit?
C: If they love you, and you love me, everyone is going to wake up, even the most devout, and all will be happy together and free from corporate media and Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart?
R: (nods yes) Remember the heart, the Grand Formation?
R: Don't worry about it. All this (the Awakening) is going to fall right into your lap. And I will be happy. So will everyone. Our 'secret' is out of the bag. Now--go and throw the football.
(he kisses the top of my head)
Aloha and Mahalos,
Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Twins