Yesterday first call was beautiful!
Only one case at nine a.m., then the rest of the day waiting for the phone to ring. I invited Anthony to join me in going to the hotel pool. Sure enough, there were people there but none had technically 'been in the pool' when Anthony asked.
At first it was awkward, sharing a small hotel pool with a mom and two boys. It was Anthony's first time in the water in seven months, where he could practice for his sport. We did underwater dolphin kicks pushing off the wall, swimming, and flip turns.
It was adorable how the little brother of the mom and two sons copied Anthony and me, trying to do a flip turn.
Eventually, Anthony asked to play the football game in the water with the other family. The mom was able to rest after a while.
I was impressed at the laughing and giggling and splashing, how good it was for children to play together without masks and with fun. Anthony is good with people and good with sports, so they enjoyed their time together. It was precious how the little one kept trying and trying, even though his brother and Anthony were a foot taller than him. And it was all the more special how the bigger boys tried to make the game easier for the little one.
They played for a solid hour.
That's the way to world peace folks.
Mutual fun and enjoyment.
If we had that the dark ones would have been out of business a long time ago.
We never learned anything of that family, their names, where they are from. Except that the parents really like the Lakers.
It didn't matter.
But it got me thinking. Set aside all of the politics, and in the spirit of the red pill, it all boils down to this: there are the majority of people who generally agree what is fun and what isn't. Then there is the one percent who follow Luciferian doctrine/principle of Do What Thou Wilt, which basically isn't fun for the other person because taking advantage of them--sometimes in horrific and gruesome ways--is their version of 'fun'.
Which 'fun' is going to rule?
I don't know.
God wins, I believe in the end, Love and Fun win because all of us are made up of the energy of Divine Creator.
But for this battle, or skirmish?
I'm not sure.
SARK mentioned being outside, and drawing, when a woman admonished her for not wearing a mask. Yes, from thirty feet away. But something clicked inside of SARK, and she felt a rush of compassion for the woman, and realized that the mask and mask wearing made the woman's FEAR that plain to see. As plain as the nose on her face, really.
Masks reinforce the concept of Separation.
We don't want to catch someone else's 'cooties', but in fact, we tell others that 'we are protecting them' and tell ourselves that too. Most people don't stop to think about virus particle sizes, and N-95 mask filtration sizes, and also, the need to have a fit test for an N-95. They use tee shirts. Bandanas. Homemade masks.
Another form of fear that is signified by the mask, is the need to 'virtue signal', to be part of the 'pack' and to show adherence to 'rules' and 'following the rules'. Hence those who wear the masks inside their car.
The energy of Separation isn't good.
We are all vulnerable biological beings for our souls/spirit to experience being incarnate. All of us. And masks have their place, I suppose, especially in a virus lab or a healthcare setting when dealing with active infection. But if you remove yourself from the arguments for or against the mask and the point of wearing the mask (science), you are given a beautiful window into the psyche of others. Honor it. Learn from it. And remember in this too to be unconditional Love to everyone you meet, 24/7, 365.
We invite you to listen to Reiner Fuellmich for a comprehensive view of the world health situation and fraud, for an upcoming class action lawsuit. It's scientifically sound. And very hard to find, this link. Even on BitChute it's been taken down. You might wish to look at it sooner.
As an aside, Kary Mullis, the inventor of the PCR reaction, took the same biology course at Laney College in Oakland, from my same teacher! he thought about bacteria that can live in hot pools at places like Yellowstone, and borrowed their enzymes to achieve the polymerase chain reaction. It's a small world.
Ross
Carla is incorporating fun into her life's work.
Even when she was telling her friend not to jinx her (give her bad luck) by asking how her call was when she was ordering dinner, and the case was booked EXACTLY then--so from seven p.m. to ten p.m. she was back in the hospital, it was a good night.
Further, she realized at breakfast at Denny's with Anthony, that if she did have a regular nine-to-five employment, then they never would have enjoyed times together such as late at night at Denny's, or the Vietnamese breakfast before work...and in her heart, she understood that God is GOOD, even in apparent 'hardship'.
Everything happens for the best. I can't say this enough. Over and over and over I continue to say it.
This is a form of my (and our) love for you.
Namaste.
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Aloha and mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,
Ross and Carla
The Twins
