The Next Layer Of Healing

I got a thank you.

Sometimes I wonder if people think that I can't see the forest for the trees with this blog.

I get many thank you's, kind ones. But today I got the 'oh my gosh I NEEDED this post NOW. Thank you.' kind of Spirit-being-useful for someone in a big way kind of thanks.

It helps.

I was wondering what some people I know, the kind I work with, who ask about my blog, think when they look it up? I thought of it while I'm making dinner.  The past lives. The Ross being on the Other Side. Everything.

Why do I spill my guts, every single day?

For the same reason I do mediumship.

The pain to remain silent is worse than the humiliation/embarrassment of sharing the message from the deceased loved one who asked me to tell something to someone who can't listen to them here for them.

Can you imagine how much pain I would suffer if I kept all of this going on to myself?!

So I talk.

I have heard that one of my spiritual gifts is to sift through the events of the day and find the lesson.

And THIS one, although it is personal, and private, I share because it brings two topics which affect us as we Ascend.

Both have to do with the subconscious and its mysterious ways.

Projection is when there is something about you so awful you cannot recognize it in yourself, yet you hate it. 

So you 'see' it in those around you. 

Typically you 'see' it in those who you feel 'safe' with to criticize them for what you 'see'. 

Projection is just something that happens when we are human. 

For example, many a patient has 'projected' their unresolved issues with their primary caregivers--their parents--on their doctors because doctors are in a  somewhat parental professional role.  It's the perception that's just a bit 'off'.

The other is that working with the subconscious is very delicate work. I would never recommend 'digging around' to find 'stuff' in order to heal. 

But I do, on the other hand, recommend 'dealing with' whatever comes up spontaneously on its own as soon as possible, and freeing up your schedule to give proper respect and care to yourself as your subconscious is 'spitting something out' that you might not have anticipated.

Don't stuff it back into the subconscious and ignore it!

It's much better 'out' than 'in' so to speak. For so many reasons.

Today was one of those days.

I got Anthony breakfast and to school. I had the day off and plans for Reiki books and certificates and bracelets and care packages...

Once I was home, I sensed Ross.

And I lay down in my bed, nice and warm.

I needed 'skin to skin' time with him. 

The healing from yesterday so thoroughly freaked me out--I thought I was done, I thought I had moved on, I thought I had forgiven him. 

I needed to be as close as can be to his heart with no distractions, to remind myself the nightmare is over, and to experience the warmth of his love and my trust in him again.

He asked me when I started to do the child prostitution in my immediate past life? At what age?

I was relaxed, and answered honestly. I didn't know when it started because I had been that way my whole life.

I never saw rituals. I wanted to do my job well. And I lived in a little room where everything happened. Food was given to me every day, not much, and it looked like red jello. I had toys and stuffed animals. I went to the bathroom in a little chamber pot. I didn't have running water or a bathroom. I never once remembered taking a bath or a shower. That's all I knew. I don't think I had a name, to be honest. 

Ross said, ''that's what I thought".

I realized that my memories of this abuse were in fact so painful --that there was a whole layer under my 'it happened and that's how it was' attitude.  It was the same pain I saw Ross collapse under when he first was allowed to see me as a child servicing some dude. He was overwhelmed with it. 

I understood that I was much, much worse than his misdeeds, and in fact, blew his out of proportion in THIS incarnation, while sweeping it 'under the carpet as NORMAL' what I did in my immediate past life. 

The pain from our mutual past was real, and it did hurt and cause much suffering.

But as far as doing major mistakes--Ross wasn't the only one in the relationship in that 'department'.

I looked at Ross as if for the first time, through my child's eyes.

He offered me his hand.

He led me up from that place, through the tunnels.

And he led me out to the open.

I had never seen outside before. Or nature. Or for that matter, even the sun, in that incarnation.

As I blinked at the light, Ross told me that everything 'down there' that had ever been connected to me in any way, is going to be destroyed (he says it's completed now). All the people have been taken into the authorities on his level for justice. And everything of any kind SRA from that site--is collapsed and no more.

I could hear it closing behind us.

He was dressed and I had a blanket around me, because I never wore any clothes in that life.

He took me by the hand to a stream.

I put my feet in it.

I was puzzled. 

I asked him, 'what is this stuff?'

He gestured and explained, 'it is the water that you drink, it's the same stuff.'

I asked, 'why is it out here like this?'

He said, 'this is Nature'.

I couldn't believe my delight!

I LIKED Nature.

We sat next to a tree by a stream.

Ross had food.

He put something red and round into my mouth--he says it's a strawberry but I'd never had anything like it. To me it looked like a giant red bubblegum ball.

I ate it.

Instantly I transformed to a woman.

I looked with amazement under the blanket at a woman's body!  How could I be this and not be dead? (this soul/incarnation died around age nine or ten I think).

Ross said 'this is how it is when you grow up'.

And he held me.

I spent a long time with him, just sobbing, and letting go all of the misery that had been bottled up inside me for so long.

Was this a soul fragment? I don't know. I don't understand it. 

What I do sense is that my vibration is ramping up, getting rid of all blocks, so that I may become more and more compatible with the vibration of the Galactics.

I never in a million years would have expected any of it.

But Spirit is wise, it's almost the full moon, I had time free, and I needed to grow and heal.

When we were in Yosemite, Anthony and I helped a lot of souls cross over, to The Other Side. We are trained in this skill. We know what to do.  I sense that today, that piece of me that was 'stuck' was guided home through the loving expertise of my partner and Twin. 

I'm grateful.

Ross

There is a sense of closure now with Carla, in her heart.  I helped to facilitate it. 

Was it a projection of Carla own subconscious on me that I was untrue? Or was it not?

I played for her this:

Maroon 5 -- Never Gonna Leave This Bed

Does it matter?

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The couple

My Forgiveness

Ross and I have been pretty good in our relationship. We've had to do salvage work for a long time since our last incarnation together. 

The two before that, we were like this couple on the beach, inseparable. Deeply in love. And growing in spirit as the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine are designed to do for one another.

In our immediate past life, we grew up together and were very close. Ross was the typical 'boy next door' as well as the 'one in the village everyone wanted to marry'. Our wise ones knew that Ross was going to have an important role in the development of the human consciousness. He would need the right partner. And because in those days marriages were arranged and NOT an independent 'love match' between the couple, no matter how Ross and I felt about one another, the elders were going to pick the 'right girl' for him. 

There were interviews of sorts. Where they observed the interaction between Ross and his potential mates, from a spiritual perspective, from a 'Highest Good' point of view.

And much to my delight, I was chosen.

Although I didn't know it until my wedding day, for my arranged marriage, where the whole town had kept it a secret that I was the one for him. And as my father figure walked me down the aisle and I faced in my heart certain doom for wives were not treated well back in those days--it could have been as well to my grandpa the way the ages worked out back then--I saw him smiling at me, with a glorious smile at the end of the aisle.  Ross!

My beautiful, beloved, Ross!!

Every eye wept to see our great joy which was the culmination of three lifetimes spent together here on Earth!

It was right.

Our honeymoon was the best time, a long six months far away I think to an island in Greece. I see the white house up on the hill, I see the short walk to the ocean, I have seen the veranda. There was bouganvillea. There was much happiness. I remember it all.

I remember coming back home, with a little bit of sadness. 

I remember Ross' work starting to grow. And my concern over possible infiltration by dark forces into our work.

I remember our travel to India, and how I begged with all my heart for us to STAY after all the many years we lived there. I remember that home too. How happy it was--even though Ross was gone long hours for his studies, I knew his heart was true to me. And I also was able to indulge my love of cooking and jewelry with the wonderful people who were there. I learned everything from them, including the language.

Both Ross and I were fluent in whatever language it was we spoke there.

This led to our heartache.

This led to our dissolution as a couple, not through his death, but with my complete and total rejection of him as a soul.

It took teams of experts to even get me to talk to him in this life. My soul had run, and had tricked something (I sent a fake Higher Self 'up', and stayed 'here' to escape Ross eternally). Even though Twin Souls are always 'one' and connected, I did my very best to run from him in every way I could as a soul.

We have been together since 2013 November--him in Spirit, and me incarnate--and worked through much healing.

A pivotal point was the Ross Bondo treatment he gave me. Ross is the one who invented it. There is a salve that goes on (in spirit). It hardens. Underneath it permits very deep healing on a soul level. You can function without the pain for the first time. As the healing takes place, for me, it was about six weeks later, I felt a funny sensation as the shell came off, revealing the 'new me' underneath.

It's functioned well, effortlessly, and Ross and I have enjoyed our relationship's blessings and I have never looked back.

We have felt like we did as youths before any of our lives happened in that immediate last incarnation.

Until me, yesterday.

Let me share that in all of this, Ross has never really spoken, or said his part, on his wandering eye and worse, because up until yesterday, he's been supportive of me and helping me heal.

Yesterday Ross called me on it.

This is a Galactic type of interaction, and I want you to notice closely how it is at the same time, fair, logical, persistent, and detached.

He's Always Been Faithful To Me by Sarah Groves

This song came on the bluegrass station on my way to work.

I had never heard it.

I listened...and the words...sigh. The words!

If only they knew...

Since Ross is my twin, he felt my heart immediately.  And I felt him in return, say, he always WAS faithful to me. 

I was like, dude? Seriously. You bed countless women, and yet I am 'the only one for you?' 

Whatever.

Now, in Southern California-Speak, 'whatever' said in that tone is vastly more incriminating and dismissive than a direct F-ck you. 

I had 'whatever'-ed Ross.

Well, he spoke back.

Through songs, through music, and through the feeling I got--like when Spirit 'nudges' you--and I knew it was him.

The first song he played had 'sugar' in it. I don't recall the title. But he had me switch from Bluegrass to Coffeehouse to hear this song he wanted me to hear.

His message was, 'it was an addiction, like sugar is addictive.' All those women were like sugar to him. 

I've heard it before. 'they meant NOTHING to me'. I've heard it when other people said it to their partners in exasperation. I've heard it when Ross told me that so many years ago.  Only this time, as his Twin, I felt it, his point, that for him, in his heart, he could have feelings for me which were more 'lofty'--partnership, friendship, intellectual match, as well as deep spiritual connection--while at the same time go do terrible things with anyone who caught his eye. 'It was just sex' so many men say. And as a woman, I just can't admit it makes any sense to me at all. Except I've heard it so many times to recognize a whole lot of men feel the same way. 

When women cheat, they want a way out of the relationship. It's not meeting their needs, emotionally, or perhaps, sexually. If the relationship was good, most women, given the opportunity, wouldn't fool around behind their partner's back.

But with men, apparently, at least with Ross, it's different.

So the thing that came up for healing with me was basically shame and disgust. And later, much much later after Ross' songs--a feeling of being ugly and rejected by him. Like not being 'good enough' to keep him faithful, you know?

Anyhow, after the one song about the sugar--where I admit sexual infidelity when taken to extremes definitely is an addiction -- one came on by Jewel about how your intuition will carry you through. 

Again, another Galactic theme. 

The song immediately after?

I will be good. 

There you have a Galactic Promise. They do that. 

I embraced him with my heart, and sighed. The Long Nightmare, is over. And it was a Nightmare. A horrible one at that. 

By that time I was parking the car at work, and getting started with my day. I thought our discussion was over.

But on the way home, it continued.

Niall Horan This Town

and 

G Love and Special Sauce -- Gimme Some Lovin

His message is clear.

I came home after picking Anthony up. We had a snack, and in a bit, I made us dinner.

I finally understood why Ross wanted me to buy the new pots and pans. Heating up the aluminum non-stick (healthy 'ceramic') pans wasn't good for us. It's basically like cooking with aluminum foil but is thicker--it throws off aluminum not so much into the food due to the lining, but to the air. And I know teflon can kill a bird at high temperatures with the toxic gas it spews off the surface--birds lungs are very delicate. Who is to say this new 'healthy' ceramic coating isn't the teflon of our time? I threw out (to give away) every aluminum pan we have, except one--the griddle. It covers two burners, and we hardly ever use it. At once the energy in my house got lighter.  (I also have a 'scraper' I bought at the grocery store, it's like a glorified fingernail when you wash the pot with the stuff stuck on it--this isn't is but has the right shape and material) 

Then I had to go to the Association meeting. It's so sad. Everything is how a board interprets it. There's politics. But anyhow, Ross says to stay put, not to move, not just yet, but to keep fixing things that are broken in the house. And throwing out stuff! lol. He says financially I wouldn't recover from a move at this point.

When I came home, Ross had told Anthony for us to have the last tiramisu (little glass containers from Costco, and they make nice glasses afterwards) and wine for me. I was glad for this. I didn't have to write this topic--I knew it was next up--until the morning. 

Today is off. So I can work on my many DWR things, fortunately. Everything works out, and I trust.

I can see with a good night's sleep under my belt, that Ross is right. For him, he DID love me. Always. I am the only one for him. He had a disease, a problem, that would only affect him here incarnate, and as he is no longer incarnate, that's not going to come back. I also have his word on his fidelity, back home, where the rules are a little different--but he's making a point he is going to help me heal for as long as it takes.

If you have been devastated by a partner--for whatever they have done, for anything! but especially the betrayal due to addiction--to hurt you, take heart.

The long nightmare IS over for us all. 

Keep your intuition connected to Spirit. You will find your way.

And you won't ever have to experience that pain again.

https://wilderadkins.bandcamp.com/track/when-im-married

Please take a moment to listen to his song, click on the play arrow. It's awesome. 

Here's the YouTube version of the same song if you can't click:

When I'm Married -- Wilder Adkins

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(Ross is a little vulnerable and shy, he's going to be quiet for today. This wasn't easy for either of us today to share. He calls it 'our dirty laundry has gone public'. He knows it's for the healing of others that we share. And if you have been through similar, he wants you to know everything is going to be okay. You will heal.)

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

Deeper Healing

There's not much to say.

Ross and his teams are working on my last layer, the fear of crowds and the public.

Over and over I keep hearing, 'you will be loved'.

It's persistent, and I'm calm.

I'm grateful for this healing.

An program is in place to facilitate the hurrying up of Ascension. I was given notice of this yesterday on a need to know basis. I have relayed the exact information to the person I was supposed to give. And also, my eyes which see have witnessed the removal of certain beings from surface Gaia. I have seen them at a station much like the one depicted in They Live (movie), and they are being escorted off planet.

Soft, gentle vibrations are starting to build.

They feel wonderful.

So just enjoy the view.

If you ever read the Little Prince and wondered about the baobabs, these silhouettes above are the actual baobab trees in Madagascar. Aren't they amazing? Tall and big in the trunk.

I have air filters going in practically every room of the house. It's making a huge difference. At Costco there is one on sale, a white rectangular one from Korea. It has enough filters in the box to last you for two years. It's forty dollars off. 

Sometimes I wonder if every person on earth turned one of them on would the chemtrails go away?

I think I understand the point of detoxing. And I suspect that massage will be an excellent way to help remove some of the embedded nanoparticles from muscle tissues. Exercise is another way to help decrease the burden of these things on the body. 

I've seen two videos on hope lately, and one on common sense. I'll put links to them here if you are interested:

• Paul talks about how TWDNHOBIAH are energetically losing now
• Magenta Pixie on Censorship of Truthers
• Truthstream Media with a little common sense on Disclosure

I'll also share with you two things our family and friends have found to be hilarious, but WARNING, foul language and poop jokes are in them:

• F*ck That, an honest meditation
• Mahk, from Boston, on Franks Movantic moment  (this one is from the school and the boys have been absolutely howling and laughing so hard they pee).

Things are moving along, in a nice way.

Ross and his teams are right. 

There's no reason to worry.

Everything is going to work out for the best.

I just asked Ross if he has anything to say. He shakes his head no. He just wants me to make us some oatmeal for breakfast. With 'lots of things to go on top' to add flavor. Dried fruit, pecans, etc. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Twins

Bright Lights Big City Reflections

Yesterday I went to the local gem show.  I haven't had the time free to go in about five years. I was amazed at how everything was exactly the same. It was the same people with the same booths set up in the same place. It's like going back in time.

But in some ways, it wasn't.

Anthony had gone to a theme park with some friends. In a hurry, I gave him money from my wallet. But here to park it cost eight dollars. Fortunately I had that much cash, that was it, and I emptied it just to park. I hoped for an ATM, because I suspected entrance was cash only.

It was.

And there was an ATM.

Gem shows, energetically, are like shooting the rapids in a spring overflow river--there's everything coming from everywhere. All at once!

I walked the booths. And I felt the energies. It's ironic how un-spiritual some people are who sell the beads and stones. Yet they provide a vital service.

This was the first time I've ever been recognized and approached by someone who reads our work--and I was caught a little off-guard. It was a good thing. And this woman Kathleen I actually met face-to-face five years ago and recommended her to our websites.

She was super excited to see me. She loves Ross and Anthony. I was surprised how she recognized me but she said, 'you have your face on things' and I was like, 'oh yes, that's right!'.

Her tale of her response to surgery with the healing from our team was phenomenal. Everyone--doctors, family, nurses, were amazed at how little side effects she had from anesthesia and how quickly she healed.

She was so grateful.

I have done this.

I've been to concerts, wanting to have 'proof' or 'memories' of my being there, and filmed things.

I even had the chance to meet Bill Vance of Vance Gems--a master cutter and gemologist--at the gem show, and he made me star struck.  I knew what rare and valuable gems he had on display, some things you never could see except in museums. I was so glad to understand and appreciate his work. It's a sign of all the healing and growth I've done as a jewelry-maker in the past five years.

Sadly, Bill was targeted by thieves who stole a display case with thirty-four hundred dollars of merchandise in it. I saw him walking the show looking for someone with a case under their arm.

I sent him an email today of hope--both that our team was sending him and his wife Reiki--and also that at a recent coin show there was a similar theft. But at the next coin show, the community recognized the new people at the new table selling the stolen coins, and justice came through the authorities and the victims got their valuable coins back.

These days are coming for me.

I know because I remember them now back Home, and back Home I don't really like it.

In meditation I have been on stage with Ross with souls as far as the eye can see in the audience, cheering him and I with their whole hearts--and I, uncomfortable by the attention, smile politely and whisper under my breath to Ross--'can I go now?'.

The moral of the story is this--Ross and I dearly, dearly love you, and if you approach either one of us in person, Ross is the 'people' person. I will 'improvise' and perhaps be awkward if I am approached. It's not my strength. But I will do my best to honor the moment, and to make it a pleasant and lasting memory for you. I'm sorry in this regard that I am not Ross the charmer. It's just he's a much better fit for the job than I in circumstances like this.

This is where I excel. To create beautiful things with my hands. And I relax and enjoy this very much.

I told Ross this morning I will need extra training on how to handle my weaknesses in the future with publicity.

He wants me to try this Usui Reiki Virtual Retreat from Pam Miles. I did the first part today in the sunshine. I saw Usui-sensei too. With his little glasses. I will strengthen myself every day.

Good things are ahead.

There was a booth for this at the very front of the gem show. They were handing out tote bags with information in them.

I asked them 'how can we stop this?'. They said, 'by raising awareness'.

It was the same conversation we had five years ago, back then I said I was a blogger and I would share. I don't recall if I did.

I'm sharing now.  http://www.geoengineeringwatch.org  It's a top notch site. I've been reading the materials.

What's ironic is I just was guided by Spirit to buy this book:  Crooked: Man-Made Disease Explained: The incredible story of metal, microbes, and medicine - hidden within our faces.

Maready, Forrest.

I ran out of pancake mix. Anthony likes a special one. So I had to make them from scratch. I put three teaspoons of baking powder into them according to the recipe. That's one cup of flour--three teaspoons of baking powder! Usually it's one teaspoon of the stuff for a whole cake!  Turns out most have aluminum in them.  

I have chemistry background. So I looked it up. I knew the medical medium said we have to clear heavy metals. And when I started with the celery I began to feel icky. So I stopped the juicing.  It turns out that nanoparticle aluminum doesn't clear out by the kidneys as well. It embeds into the muscles and other tissues. And some of it comes from immunizations.

My heart sank as I realized my mother, who was on dialysis, got a kidney transplant, and is now having her kidney not work so good--is a sitting duck for the aluminum toxicity. I also saw an article that said high blood sugar (insulin deficiency) is linked to diabetes/dementia because the insulin helps to degrade the protein that otherwise forms fibrillary plaques and tangles in the brain tissue.

I looked up barium. It's not so bad. But I know we use barium in the soda lime (baralyme) in anesthesia, to absorb all the carbon dioxide the patients exhale out. It never gets to the patient. But it's part of my work environment. 

Do know that the chemical symbols for barium and aluminum are Ba and Al. Put it together and you have BaAl, or Baal. 

Sad, when you think about it.

I've had nightmares since a kid about 'them stealing the sun' and enveloping the world in darkness. I had thought it would be through the solar panels.

It might be through the geoengineering instead. 

It's something to think about.

At this point, where advanced technologies are being pursued without our consent--all we can do is trust in Ross and his teams.

I have been asking him to make the earth pristine again. To heal everything. 

He doesn't say anything. I know he hears.

Do your best to clean up the inside of you. Both with your thoughts and vibration and energy signature. And also your body. A lady says you can make your own baking powder or buy aluminum free ones. You add one half teaspoon cream of tartar with one quarter teaspoon of baking soda to make the equivalent of one teaspoon of baking powder. http://www.debralynndadd.com/toxic-free-kitchen/aluminum-free-and-corn-free-baking-powders/.

We will get through this.

Ross

I want my Carla to be happy.

Worry won't help.

It can't.

In fact, worry accomplishes just the opposite.

Carla was having a hard time with our Anthony being so far away. Carla knows the roads. The knows how people drive. And Carla knows that although this is a fun adventure for him, the theme park he was to visit with his friend and his friend's family is a two hour drive away.

I had to coach her. To envision thoughts of Anthony coming safely home.

I assured her of my protection. And I wanted her to have a good time, and distract herself from these thoughts.

So Carla with my permission, went to the Gem Show, only after having done three Gaia Sophia Earth Magic Readings--two for people who requested it, and one for her herself.

Carla is preparing to shift her consciousness from the 'world of medicine' which is her home away from home, to 'something else' which is 'just as good or better' for her. I have assured her she won't have to worry about the finances and she will live a better life. 

Things are coming in her direction in a manner how she knows is only a taste of the future, as with the chance meeting (that was anything but random I kid you not!) and how she fortunately was not asked for her autograph. 

I remember back in the day when we were just getting started how Carla would RUN away from the crowds! She literally did. 

That is because Carla was so sensitive with her picking up vibrations through empathy--that Carla was absolutely overwhelmed by all the essence of the crowd energy. 

I had to work with her on that. 

I will work with her on that again.

Everything in its own time.

And if you think everything is going to happen only to Carla, look at the end of your own arm. There are souls who are going to be clamoring to have a look at you with their equivalent of the cellular phone camera. 

ALL OF YOU ARE ENORMOUSLY CELEBRATED over here where we are. All of you. In all ways.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Reiki Doc couple

P.S. here is a song from Anthony

Kalohe Kai -- He'e Roa

Paella

Just for today, we are going to discuss a food topic.

Paella (pronounced pie-ay-yah) is a regional dish of the country of Spain.

See the little paella pan in the middle, third one from the top?

It's very popular.

It's right up there with dim sum, tacos, sushi, pad thai, and curry rice, in the grand scheme of things.

Paella is a very popular, flavorful saffron rice seafood stew with sausage and chicken.

It makes for a meal all by itself.

People from Spain (España) are very proud of their cultural traditions.

I'm not so much into the bullfighting myself, but everything else is absolutely creative, amazing, and wonderful.

Can you find the paella pan in the picture?

It's at three o'clock position.

It's part of the culture of it's people.

Spain has a lot of coastline.

And the people who live there are going to enjoy what gifts the sea has to give.

I'll never forget going to a swap meet in the middle of France, and seeing a huge, six-foot pan of paella being made as a street food, and how popular it was.

This special paella pan has four handles.

If you can please, take a look at the general condition of the pan.

If you look closely, you will notice it's not like the metal of other cooking pans.

And THIS is part of the point of today's lesson.

I was in the kitchen and found my paella pan. The local supermarket last year had a special on all things from Spain, the olive oil, the arborio rice, the saffron, and even a kit for making paella with a pan.

I had always wanted one.

I couldn't explain why.

I just did. Ever since 1988 when I was doing my bridal registry I was drawn to that funny, flat, impractical (you can only make one dish in it) pan. But the ones I saw at the department store were not cheap. So, like with many things, I set it aside and promptly forgot about it.

Last year I made the paella.

Now I was left with an old rusty paella pan that looked like crap.

Was I going to need to toss it?

Anthony wasn't home. So I looked it up online.

This was the right kind of pan!

People who are from Spain commented that this is what their mothers had used!

This funny, thin, dimpled, cheap ten dollar pan with the bright red handles!

But there was a trick!!!

It had to be 'seasoned'.

Not with seasonings.

'Seasoned for use'.

A chef said his he uses in his restaurant all look horrible. He showed a succession of newer to older ones. They get darker, more grey with time.

It's the only one to conduct heat the right way to get the (funny name for it I forget) of the stuff you scrape off the bottom that's supposed to be really good and special--like when you have Persian Rice and there's the crunchy part stuck to the pan that's special too.

It's made of carbon steel, and is however, highly prone to rust.

It cannot be air dried. (that's the mistake I made, I air dry everything).

It also needs to be given a special protective coating of olive oil immediately after drying.

So what do you know?! I had the real deal! There was no need for a new pan.

Last night, tired and sleepy as I was--after taking care of business all day post call including Anthony's shopping needs--I made paella.

Ross dined with us.

We had a candle on the table, wine, not so fancy plates.

I started with manchego cheese and bread. Fortunately Anthony is willing to try it. (he had sparkling water with boysenberry punch syrup in it in a fancy water glass with a stem).

Then I served the paella.

He liked the chicken and the sausage (I put Portuguese linguica in it instead of chorizo because we have Mexican chorizo, not Spanish around here), not so much the seafood. He was terrified of the mussels, and tried but didn't like a shrimp.

Then Ross started to talk.

His first question was, 'who is the strongest person in your whole school, out of all the students?'

Anthony was caught by surprise! I never ask him anything 'conversational' because perhaps I'm not that way. We just talk about little things.

It turned out it's him.  (no surprise to me Ross would ask a leading question where he knows the answer--he's been that way since he was Anthony's age himself.)

And Anthony talked a lot about the tradeoff between strength and weight, and how weight helps, but if he stays the same weight as he grows he will be okay for the rest of his life.

I was like,-WHOA!-- Ross sure opened the floodgates!

The second question was 'out of all the people at your school, students and teachers, who is the most insufferable?'

Anthony was like, 'what does insufferable mean?'

I couldn't define it. Ross wanted him to look it up. And I could spell it for him.

Anthony went to the computer--figured it out (basically it means annoying)--and couldn't answer it.

Ross said to narrow it down to the top three.

No problem! Immediately--and with joy--Anthony set about to answer Ross' question. The first is a boy Riley who is so annoying that he's not allowed to take certain classes with the other kids--the teachers can't handle him. He's not angry, or aggressive, but he's super rude and disrupts the class.

The second was a classmate of Anthony's whose name I won't mention. Anthony talks about thinking about what to do if this one picks a fight with him. He says if he hits me first I will punch him in the nose.  (we later spoke about perhaps a headlock because a nose punch might break it--as Anthony says, 'pop it', which would best be avoided for so many reasons). And the third was a school admin who is best friends with the owner--I know this woman--because she always wears the same face--happy or mad. Anthony says you can't read it. And it makes you doubt her sincerity.

The third question from Ross was, much to Anthony's delight!---to please compare each of these three people to Miss Blanca, one of his past teachers who has left the school. Which one is more insufferable to him?

Blanca is from Ecuador, but she acts like she's from Spain or France. Super religious, very rigidly strict, and always wearing 'fashion' from the sixties and seventies as her statement. She looks like Jackie Onassis with her 'style' but completely outdated. Anthony has had a love-hate relationship with her since preschool. She is the one who told him in one fell swoop, 'Jesus is the reason for Christmas, there is no Santa Claus. No Easter Bunny. No Leprechaun. No tooth fairy. The only thing that is real is Church.' one morning during child care before school started when he was alone with her at the school at six thirty a.m..  He was only eight, totally believed, and was so devastated he actually turned Jewish for a few years--refusing to celebrate Christmas because of 'the lies'. As he got older, and got 'in on the secret' of Christmas, then he was okay and wanted to go back to celebrating it. Jewish or Christian though, we always got a tree and decorated it. He loves the tree.

Comparison one:  Blanca is better.

Comparison two:  Blanca is better.

Comparison three: Blanca is better because when she gets mad at you, it's between you, but when the admin gets mad at you she retaliates by going to the school owner and makes it much worse.


Ross had us clear the table. He had Anthony pick a dessert wine (oddly enough, he picked a Vouvray from Nouy) and opened the bottle himself with his new Swiss Army knife. Ross was guiding him.
We had tiny, tiny servings and Ross wanted Anthony to have a taste.

Then together we had Costco Tiramisu in the glass containers where you can keep the glasses to use later.

And Ross had me give Anthony for the first time our one and only silver spoon, so he could know what genuine silverware was like--not the silver plate--but silver.

Then we blew out the candles, cleared the table, and watched Zombieland downstairs.

I watched with eyes that see.

Wow!

It was a double reversal of the truth.

In reality, there are SRA who practice cannibalism. They are hidden, not out in the open. But they do horrible, worse than zombie-like things to their victims. In a way, they truly are undead because they have such strong ties to SRA.

So one reversal of the truth is 'you know who a cannibal undead SRA abuse person looks like--because they look like a zombie'.

It's predictive programming.

The other is that in an apocalypse the zombies outnumber the heroes, and they are starving. They want to eat the heroes.

The reversal of truth number two is, 'awakened heroes win against mindless 'zombies' who outnumber them in apocalyptic times'.

That's one can be turned around and around in your mind--in so many ways--to apply to the true situations we are seeing today. Lots of people who aren't aware of what is happening. A few who are apparently in 'control'. And the awakening where more and more are coming 'wise' to Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest AT Heart.


The last one I just came up with. 'You will know it's apocalypse because there will be zombies running around and it will be like in the movies'.

Nope. Just turn on the T.V.

You will become one of them.

There are many things 'out there' that are created and 'set up' and 'designed' by bona-fide practitioners of SRA.

TV is but one of them.

The ones I wish to mention are those 'award type' special 'shows'--which are invariably tied to a SRA ceremony which is hidden into it, and to be practiced further to reap the 'occult energy' built up by everyone watching--to be directed into fulfilling the intentions of furthering the goals of this 'organization' toward 'end game'--complete and total domination of the masses by the leaders who believe everyone who is not 'them' is 'prey'.

When you give your energies to these events--no matter how innocently you are giving them, no matter how completely tricked--you are for that moment worshipping their God. Without being aware of it, you are. 

The only way to  escape inadvertently worshipping the object/deity of worship in SRA, is to not engage with the things set up by those who practice it. Don't watch it. Don't support it. Even if you seem a little 'odd'--be mindful of your energies and where you direct them. Don't buy it, what SRA is trying to sell to you. Keep your money for you.

Reptile skin on shoebox (we actually bought these pair, they are well made) and look at the A on the box on the left. It's symbolic.

One eye symbology.

Black and white checkerboard symbology (floor of some ritual ceremonial spaces)

It's hidden in plain sight.

The only way to avoid it is to go into nature, hopefully far from a 5D cellular tower!

One other thing. At the computer store, they had a display of like a security camera  on a large screen on a compute monitor. It said, 'you look beautiful'. 

I was outside the store, on a bench, swinging my legs and it showed me on it. 

You could see across the mall to the store on the other side from this shop, clearly!

I had to find the camera. Where was it?

I had a guess. I walked to the screen itself. At the top, was the hidden camera like what comes in every computer, you know the one that lets you do video calls that faces you?

It's always watching.

And those suckers have good eyes! They can see a whole mall, every detail, that's going on not just inside but outside the store!

It might be a good idea to cover it unless you are actively using it. I just did mine.

Anyhow, I don't want to freak you out.

Back to the paella.

Those of you who know me, know I speak in metaphor.

The pan is on the fire and everything has been thrown into it.

Things are starting to bubble and sizzle, and the end result of the liberation of planet earth and her people is going to be a sight to behold!

Check this out--I haven't watched it, I don't intend to--but it's like a mussel that is just opening up--https://kauilapele.wordpress.com/2018/02/23/tolec-andromeda-council-video-2-22-18-deep-disclosure-down-the-rabbit-hole-segment-1/. Even KP and Tolec see that things are going to come to the surface, good things.

The whole pot is really starting to do it's thing. Which is good. We've waited long enough for it.

Ross

Remember you are a flower. Your Nature is to open to the warmth of the sunlight.

Allow it.

Do not actively seek awakening it will happen.

Enjoy the beautiful color and fragrance that you are.

You might be one 'blossom on the tree' so to speak.

Open anyway.

Anyone who has ever appreciated the glorious wonder of the printemps (Spring) will attest to the beauty of all the flowers opening at the same time.

I want you to remember this as the times commence.

Carla tell us what you did for Marc?

c:  I did what you said, I delivered the message from you, the same pretty much as what I shared here on my last blog post.

And what did you say?

c: to be aware of this last process. It's a natural phenomenon, designed for the purpose to help us to hold and accept the very strong unconditional love from Divine Creator of All That Is.  I also said that you don't seek it. Mine happened while I was washing the dishes. So...do something you enjoy, such as solving a puzzle or drawing, something creative...and when these old memories arrive, recognize them for what they are, thank it for coming up, and let it go--allow it to dissolve.

Why did I have you say this?

c: because of the complexity of the soul, of so many experiences, that there is respect for the delicate nature of this phase of Ascension, and how the Divine Feminine is called to the forefront to deliver this message before the Event takes place.

And why?

c:  Why me?

Why YOU.

c:  um...well I'm good with my patients and those who know me here with delicate things--kind of like emotional neurosurgery equivalent--and I'm trusted because of this. Because it interests me and I desire to do well.

And because why?

c:  because you asked and you know what I am capable to do?

That's a good answer, I hadn't thought of it before. Carla I'm not trying to play twenty questions with you. What is the underlying answer?

c:  Because my life experiences are very similar to his, and I've been through it before, we've talked, and mine just happened I am in the perfect position to warn him.

And does it come in waves?

c: oh yes! oh yes it does! It's not just one.

So how can we extrapolate this to everyone else?

c:  This last healing is coming to everyone. And when it happens to you, know what is happening. And when others seek your help, be sure to be helpful to them.

And what about Marc?

c:  Anthony loves him.  Anthony loves him, loves him, unconditionally. He adores his sense of humor. He loves his height (Anthony being so tall doesn't have many to look up to). Anthony wanted to leave everything behind and just adopt himself into that family over there in Switzerland.  He wanted this loving, fatherly presence in his life so much--someone so close to Ross in life, of kindred energy signature--that at the train station when we were to leave, he turned and RAN to his arms for a second goodbye. Anthony has never done that.

And for you?

c:  I just adore being with the Galactics in that home. All of them are. No bullshit. No drama. Just excitement to be alive, and an appreciation for the small things.

Would you have let Anthony go?

c:  for a summer, or for winter break from school, something like that.

Why would you let him go?  For the experience?

c:  Because Marc is his uncle, he is family, I can't explain to you why or how, but those two souls have known each other for a long time, in spite of all appearances, and I'm not going to keep two souls like that apart.

How do you feel about the wife, M--r-k-a?

c:  I wish she was my next-door neighbor every single day. I wish I was her best friend, I can't explain it. I've only met her once, but the 'click' of the souls was instantaneous and strong. I felt not only 'home' but in the presence of a trusted friend and peer, someone who could give me advice and I would take it.

And you're not one to ordinarily take advice from anyone?

c:  more often from Spirit than from human, that's for sure.

c:  (Ross holds me. He knows I miss him and Home more than anything. He knows I know that I'm 'halfway home' but my nearest and dearest are scattered for some reason across the globe--and for reasons I can't explain--I really miss them and am homesick for them just as much as for Ross and wherever I came from long time ago.)

Tell them about your bracelet, the latest one.

c:  I don't know how I stumbled across it, Ross. It started with random strings of beads. Somehow I've managed to capture the energy of Sirius in it. It doesn't look like much. And I don't tell anybody because they don't need to know what I found. Some of the beads in it I can never replace, they are expensive and no longer available. But I will make a few for people I know who are in need of it, DM first, then Biramel, and if I have enough beads, one for Catherine.

Why those?

c:  because they are my sisters and friends, and we are very close. I couldn't make it to home without them.

Why else?

c:  because we all so very much are counting the days until we get to home. Not a countdown per se, a 'one less day!' encouragement...because the road is so very long and it's how we encourage one another...

I love you.  Do you know what you have just done?

c:  no, not really. I just spoke my heart to answer your questions.

Go and have some pancakes. Both for you and Anthony. And some scrambled eggs with a little cheese. Will you make them?

c:  yes, Ross, of course.

I want you to start your day.

Do you love me?

c:  yes, Ross, so much.

Are you angry with me?

c:  no, why do you ask?

Did I ever cause you pain?

c:  only from bad memories, not exactly in this life as we speak.

And I helped you to get over them?

c:  I think so, yes? I'm not feeling anything now.

And you are close to me?

c:  Yes, Ross, you are my Twin Soul, my heart is part of You and your heart is part of me, forever.

And why do I keep asking?

c:  Oh Ross! I have no freaking clue! Why did you just send me off to make pancakes and then ask me more stuff?

Because I will wait for you, here, on the Other side (taps seat next to him) and I want a fine welcome from you when all is said and done.

c: Oh Ross! I must have hurt you too, I'm sorry.  I know for a time there I was pretty awful to you. I didn't mean it. I didn't know what came over me. I was just trying to adapt and adjust to the pain I had in my heart, from so many things. I couldn't bear any of it.

So you love me, and no longer hold grudges in your heart?

c: no Ross, no! Why are you making me cry? I told you I'm so sorry for the way I behaved, and I would never consciously want to hurt you! I only want your love, if you are so kind as to not withhold it from me! Life without it is pretty unbearable.

I said it for Marc, and for Aaron, and for all the men who are learning to be one--to Unite with the Divine Feminine--in their life, Carla. I had to explore the Divine Feminine--in a manner not to dissect it but to expose it for all to see.

The Divine Feminine is different from that which you have grown accustomed to while incarnate on Earth--I had the same thoughts on it myself when I was alive and I was in error too.

The Divine Feminine is the force of Life when it is hand in hand with the Divine Masculine who has been sent to 'consort' with it. 'consort' is a sort of term as to 'accompany' and 'guide' it, in a Divine manner.

Did you like it when I asked the questions of Anthony?

c:  Yes! I did! It was unexpected and welcome to our table. It was Divine Masculine flexing its muscles in a healthy way, to guide and upbring our bright young man, much to his delight. You took an active interest in him. We both liked it.

And I liked it too. Was I playing my role as our part in our small family?

c:  Yes, Ross, yes, beautifully.

We are in harmony then? How does it feel in your soul?

c:  All is well. I can exist like the Creator made me to be--intelligent and loving, nurturing and supporting life--and I know I can't have my energy go squirting all over the place and getting too thing. Divine Feminine energy is prone to exhaust itself without a good 'consort' to sort of direct it.

I give you my strength?

c:  Yes, and I need it. More than just to open the jar of smoked paprika that was hard. I need your mental and spiritual strength as well to anchor me.

Am I insufferable?

c:  No. I once thought you were, and there were times where you exasperated me, and totally frustrated and annoyed me. You are changed. And as you are now, healthy and balanced. I need this in my life very much, the healthy Divine Masculine.

How do I compare to Blanca?

c:  a hundred million times better for me! There is no question.

Are you upset at Blanca for being like she is?

c:  no, there is a purpose for her, just like anybody.

And what is your secret that you relish and long for one day to take place?

c:  oh! you are really calling me on it, aren't you? Okay. Let's have it!  When Blanca told Anthony about religion, and destroyed his happiness over the Easter Bunny and the rest, I made a small wish in my heart.  I want Blanca to meet you, I want to introduce you to her as Anthony's father, and watch the look on her face.

Why do you want this?

c:  because it's truth and Blanca can't see it and I know how she's going to react once she figures that truth out. After two years of counseling, and all that heartache over what she did to Anthony--and still kept her job mind you!--I've always dreamed of that moment. But it's not a strong dream, and I wouldn't say, 'aha I got you Blanca!' or anything. I just wanted to make sure she knows what's up.

About the church?

c:  about everything.

And you want her to get a taste of her own medicine? (the church is like Santa, more or less?)

c:  It doesn't matter, I don't want that any more, only home.

It's not that I'm chastising you. Insufferable as it is!  I know you are human. Blanca hurt our child. And you want Blanca, in her own way, to be made aware of her lies that she propounded as 'truth' to hurt our son. You want to set things right. And not with a ho'oponopono.

c:  A little bit of me, yes. But not so much.

(he folds his hands in front of him and looks at you--ed)

Try to explore your feelings on this matter of 'being right'. There's going to be a whole lot of it in a short time. Try to work on keeping your energy signature and vibration UP. It will serve you well through everything.

I want you to move on--all of you, including Carla--to your new life without getting tangled up in the drama of the past.

Is that fair enough?

c:  yes, of course. I'm hungry, now, may I proceed to pancakes?

only if you have a nice mug of good coffee for me. (he smiles and is teasing me--ed--to which I happily comply).


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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Couple