Sunday, August 2, 2020

Rise Like Cream





How are you?

We are enjoying the weekend, and also, have hope for the possibility that Monday is a day off for Carla, or at least a very, very shortened day.

The lack of vacation here is being felt. This is the first time Carla has worked continuously for eight months without one week break to go relax and have fun. Yes, there were times where work was light and Carla stayed home, but with the Covid it was not fun and going to work, and taking the Covid Intubation call where she was on the leading edge of the 'front lines' was entirely stressful!

The lack of a pattern to give structure to her days has been a thorn in Carla's side ever since she started her career and left the daily office life of a scientist at the Clorox company so many years ago before medical school.  Structure gives comfort, and for Carla, neither the starting times for work nor the ending times which she comes home are predictable. She doesn't know what her assignment is for the next day until eight o'clock the night before. 

It is nightmarish, to someone who likes to organize and plan their time on earth, but Carla is accepting it, as something that goes with the territory, and does the best she can.

This is Ross and I am writing today to be closer to you, and also to share with you some of Carla's more recent spiritual developments...

Meeting the Goal
Yesterday Carla worked together with Anthony to build a bargain-basement clearance priced lime-green bookshelf she had bought from Wayfair long before the Wayfair issues ever came up. People have asked about her ten thousand dollar markdown chair she had bought around Christmastime. She looked up the sale and it had been changed, no picture, no name, now, but she recalls perhaps the chair was named Milo. 

This shelf had been near the entrance of the home in its original packaging for several months. This is the part of the home Carla has been working diligently to clear and make beautiful, this and the formal living room. 

Anthony hates to help her. He has no pleasure in building things (in this case the apple fell very far from the tree of both his spiritual parents). I have to admit that watching them struggle gave me a smile from where I sit. Nothing is as simple for me as to build things, and with Carla breaking the dowels and Anthony's screws going through the shelves and sticking out because he was giggling while he was running the power screwdriver were both special and precious to me, for they TRY their best and in human form everything is a struggle!

Carla carried the shelf by herself to the wall just outside the kitchen, and even though many of the cookbooks didn't fit (were too tall) for the shelves, she lay some on their side and some up, and it gave her great pleasure to take them out of the hall closet where they had been. Seeing them, right near the kitchen, both gives her joy and hope for a better life. 

For Carla it finally is starting to look like 'Home'.



Making Do
For some reason, the pool pump gets filled with air, and the pool is starting to turn green again. Carla is doing everything she can to help it. Summer only has a few weeks left, and if she can stretch it out to the October heat of Indian Summer it will be a godsend. 

Above ground pools in the area are all sold out. Partly because hers was made in China. And partly because there isn't much to do, with the restrictions, and everyone wants one in their yard. 

Carla wanted to swim all day, but she did what she needed to get done. And Anthony has to watch his delicate skin for the sunburn. So late in the day, they took a swim, listened to music, even though the water had lots of particles in it from the trees overhead (the little flowers of the eucalyptus). They relaxed on their floats and enjoyed themselves. 

Carla had looked forward to going to dinner for the weekend. But prices in the area are going way the heck UP. The pizza and salad Anthony talked her into buying on Friday night, ended up being fifty dollars for two personal pizzas and two half salads. 

She wanted table service and atmosphere. So I reminded them to go somewhere even though they had bought something the night before. And Anthony through my direction suggested categories of food. Carla settled on Japanese. Together they showered off and dressed and went to a local place Anthony had once been with his father, and Carla had never been.

It was named after the sword of the samurai.

Japanese women always cover their arms. Carla was in long sleeves to respect this culture. And she ordered the shrimp tempura combination. Anthony ordered tempura udon noodle dish. 

Carla is planning to MAKE tempura as her next challenge in the kitchen. She is growing her own kabocha squash, has put half of it into a donabe clay-cooker stew with tofu, and wanted to get ideas. She knows some Japanese chefs specialize in tempura their whole lives, and that the best oil is made of toasted sesame seeds. She understood that extremely cold shrimp and vegetables have the batter stick better, and that stirring the batter is kept to a minimum so the gluten doesn't have a chance to activate. 

Everything was delicious.

They ate at metal patio tables just outside the restaurant, in the heat of the setting sun. The table was sticky from the tape on it. Carla had hot green tea, Anthony had hot soup...he had to wait for his soup to cool.

But it was GOOD.

Carla understood the tenderness I was giving her. And the price was about the same, with tip, fifty dollars. Carla understood that I want her to know she is worth the expense, and that family times together with Anthony are important in times like this. 

Then the two of them went to their local Trader Joe's, where I guided her to buy a combination of sunflowers and raunaculus, which are very pretty on the dining room table at this moment in time.





Be The Love You Wish To See In The World

Carla had quite a shock yesterday. She clarified on a comment about the doctors who had been talking on the banned videos--HCQ was both safe and widely used and even effective in SARS--all the points the doctors had said were true. Carla speaks the language of medicine and wanted the readers of the post to understand in plain English what the doctors had said.

Then she was attacked.

Totally attacked by someone who thinks that science, her religion, is real, and that demons and the world of spirit--since it cannot be measured with a piece of electronic equipment--are not real. 

Carla was absolutely humiliated by the hateful words of dismissal.

Apparently being an infectious disease specialist is the only way to give a recommendation, and being the one at highest risk due to intubation of the Covid patients  and the 'Covid test negative--twenty percent false test result' emergency and elective surgical patients--being at the side of the infectious disease friends of hers who are treating the patients and seeing all the medicines that they are being given--is not.

Many, MANY came to Carla's side, and defended her. We thank you for this, and hold you in highest regard. Beatrice and Sena come to mind, first, we thank you.

But Carla gave the response of her life. In my shoes, she offered the other cheek, and stood firmly for the camp of LOVE.  Carla gave the other full permission to attack again and again until she got it out of her system. 

THIS is strength. THIS is LOVE in action. For everyone, even the person attacking her, is made of LOVE and once the signal HOME is blared out from the trumpets everyone will lay down their tools of conflict and be One. 

Here is a message from Archangel Michael. Remember the one nuance of the New Age being a construct of the ASSC. The person receiving the message doesn't know this, isn't aware of this, but the message itself is timely and good...how it works and where we are in the Ascension process




Here is a video Carla found very helpful. It's from survivors of sexual abuse. These are from non-SRA ones. Remember as the SRA is exposed, there are hundreds MORE of the more common forms of incest and molest that need to be healed too. This video is excellent:  Three survivors share their personal stories

Remember in a way, everyone is 'getting screwed' by the deceit and lies of the ASSC and everything they control. This is not to belittle the survivors of actual SRA, incest, molest, and childhood sexual abuse. Rather, we ascertain that EVERYONE has been manipulated by experts who are looking out for 'number one' in all levels of government, entertainment, and business, and that there are many LIES that have been told to us for generation after generation to the public.  And for healing to take place, for it to begin, there is going to be a 'moment' just like these survivors each admit and so generously share for us in the video--where the truth is told and the healing can then begin.

Look and see what wonderful organizations have been born from the pain of these three individuals!

Allow this to encourage you to go forth and to have faith that God loves us, and everything is capable of healing, and both you and I and everyone we know is going to be okay...



That is enough for today.

Carla and I wish you both joy and inspiration!

clap! clap!


Ross 




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
time for a cup of coffee! We invite you! It's been a long morning <3 Let's let this day begin!