Sunday, February 28, 2021

The Survey


Many years ago, I was a teacher for residents who were in the anesthesia residency program at my work. Slowly, gradually, I too, had learned the art and also the science, of keeping patients safely asleep under their anesthesia care, or their legs asleep in the case of epidurals and spinals, or their limbs asleep with blocks. 

Over time I learned what was important to share, and what was not, so my approach was more practical than theoretical.

Many unanticipated things happen to the patient during surgery. I.V. pumps can beep--they need to be plugged in because their battery has drained, or there's air in the tubing and the pump won't go, or their drip needs to be refilled. The little plug on the bottom of the operating table can become disconnected and you need to crawl under the table to reconnect it. Otherwise the surgeon will say 'table up' and the button you push to make it go won't work!

Sometimes the arm can fall off the armboard, sometimes equipment can rest on the patient's face (tubing and cameras usually, sometimes a resident might lean on the patient), sometimes the head can roll to the side a little when the table is adjusted in a tilt, putting tension on the breathing tube. Breathing tubes themselves can become disconnected, kinked, or blocked by a mucous plus.

You tank of anesthesia gas can empty during a long case. 

And of course there's the patient's vital signs to manage--blood pressure, pulse, oxygenation, carbon dioxide levels, as well as depth of anesthesia. 

What I was taught, years ago, by a nurse anesthetist, was one of the most valuable insights and I have passed it along to my residents ever since.

You never assume anything.

You survey.

Every five minutes or so, you scan your work area from left to right, and make sure everything is okay. Is the i.v flowing? Is the patient's body okay? How is the circuit? Do you have enough anesthesia in the vaporizer (tank)? How are the vital signs?

I would add to this, 'where are we in the surgery, and what things will be needed to be given?', things like heparin, protamine, nausea medicine, muscle relaxant, reversal. You need an oxygen mask after extubation, should you take it out and get it ready? 

We call this 'surgical awareness'.   Good workers in the O.R. have a 'sense' for everything that is going on. They are proactive.

Ross asked me today to share this, and to guide you to apply it to your attention flow, and your life situation.

From time to time, ask yourself, and survey your immediate surroundings. Am I being loving? Am I in tune with Spirit? How do I feel inside? Do I feel nurturing, warmth, love and compassion? What is ahead, and how do I need to prepare for it? What can I fix to make things better?

You can even survey the difference between your perception of reality, and reality itself (the Spiritual one).

In our lives we are often programmed and encouraged to 'do! do! do!' and that 'more is better!'

Remember in the realm of Spirit, rest is important. Family is important. Helping others who are in need is important. Self care in balance with your surroundings and helping where you can is the goal. 

Ross asks me to give examples.

After work he wanted me to visit one of my two sisters on the way home. My brother in law's birthday is coming up soon. Ross let me know what store to go to, and to buy beer and 'bubbly' asti spumante.  Fun beer, local beers, things that are hard to get. To make it special. 

But there, which was where I had grown up, was a Sears that is going out of business. 

I had been so sad over Sears closing. I've been going since I was a kid, and they gave kids free popcorn and dad would take us through the hardware aisles. I'll never forget the first tent I asked dad if we could get, and we did, he said YES! I was so happy. It was blue, light blue, with a yellow roof and slept six people. In time, it was the only place I could find clothing for my mother and my grandmother--house dresses and dresses that were good for petite women. 

So I went in. I found all kinds of deals. I bought shorts for the summer, at five dollars a pair. I found a fuzzy pink sweater. A beautiful wrap dress for under twenty dollars. Beautiful moccasin slippers for my niece. Matching heart 'toi et moi' pajama bottoms for myself and my other niece. Even Twin XL sheets for Anthony's bed. They are very hard to find. 

At the checkout, there was a shirt, a St. Patricks day shirt, with a message that seared itself into my consciousness. It said something like, 'It's not luck. I am BLESSED.' with a rainbow and a huge pot of gold. It had green raglan sleeves like a baseball practice shirt. I knew it was from Ross, he had planned this, and I was so grateful to be at that store one last time. I asked if it was available, and the cashier said yes, so I bought it. 

I visited my sister, and they were glad for the visit. We did a quick mask visit but we ended up talking at the bistro table in her front yard. 

People need support. Your time. Your energy. Even if it's your earnings from your work--you choose to spend it as Spirit guides you. 

The next day, I visited my other sister with the newborn. We brought empanadas. Both cooked and frozen. Empanadas are not cheap--even though I'm sure my sister didn't know it. We brought a whole dinner and extras. Quick meals in the microwave help when there's a two year old and a newborn in the house. 

Sure enough, this sister needed us too. The family needed us. They were going on their first walk outside to help cheer her up. It's not easy with a newborn, especially one who is more awake at night than in the day. 

I learned there's a flavor of ice cream she really likes. Ben and Jerry Oats of this Swirled. So I went to the store to buy some while everyone was watching the Disney movie UP.  They didn't have it. The checkout guy even closed the station to go look for some in the back. But I found other flavors, Netflix and Chill. And even tiny containers--I got one for my niece. She has a sweet tooth. My mom told me, 'I want you to get to know that girl' and I honor mom. Spirit told me to always bring her one flower and a little chocolate. The first time I brought a daffodil from the yard, and this time I brought pink daisy-like flower from a bouquet Ross had me buy. Just one flower from it. But all wrapped in the paper like a real bouquet.  I gave her the moccasins and had hidden a chocolate leprechaun in one shoe. 

My brother in law was tired from work. But he was very touched by the kindness. And in return (we expected nothing), he gave us two venison sausages. One spicy, one garlic. 

Both times from visiting family, I went home with a full heart. 

Today is a day for chores and tasks I need to complete. I'm also going to add some fun to it. And a little sunshine and rest. 

I told my family with the newborn, what mom had told me:  if it doesn't cry, it can wait. 

My housekeeping reflects this. So does my son. He's a wonderful young man. Kind. Caring. Helpful. Because sometimes as a single parent, or a working parent, you have to choose what you put your attention to. And thanks to mom's advice, I did. 

Ross is glowing and happy. I can feel it in my heart, through my soul connection to him. I'm glad I was able to help the effort by writing this for us, writing with him, for you.

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

the Twins

Saturday, February 27, 2021

Unlimited Wealth


You have been given unlimited wealth and power if you choose to claim it.

It is the gift of your attention. 

Where are you spending it?

We reach our hands out to you in lovingkindness, nearly every day here, and also, through our healings. Even though we don't always post them, every single day they are sent. 

Every single day.

We spend our attention and healing and love as a gift to you, to nourish you and sustain you in these difficult times.

This is our choice. Ross and I make this choice consciously, freely, and without any doubt in our minds or our hearts that this is the right thing to do. 

Daily meditation and prayer is a gift you give both to yourself and others, and in Carla's opinion, a gift you give to your ancestors, deceased loved ones, and Heavenly guides.  Prayers offered up are a sweet, sparkling blessing. 

They are noticed.

This strengthens your soul, your spirit, your endurance.

How do we pray?

How do we talk?

There is no difference.

Only instead of talking to others who are electronically connected on the internet, or with us by telephone, or Zoom, or face to face...we talk to those who are in our hearts and not so much in the physical. 

Or we can ask the non-physical for Divine Assistance for ourselves and others who are dealing with their struggles here.

What kind of imprint will you leave behind in the hearts and minds of others?

Will they have been able to perceive a little bit of the Higher Realms through knowing you?

How did you choose to nourish the earth, and her people with your gift of attention?

Remember there are many interruptions and highly psychologically driven ways to distract you, to take not only your money, but your Precious Gift of attention?

Energy goes where attention flows. 

This energy, if not harnessed by your Will and your Direction, can be spent beyond the movie or the TV or the music--for someone else's purpose which may or may not be precisely,  (polite cough), 'divine'.

Our gifts, although unlimited as Consciousness, are somewhat limited by the physical body, and by its 'expiration date'.

Be sure to take the time every day to ask yourself, 'if this was my last day on Earth, how would I feel about the way my life is being lived?'

This will empower you to make changes for the better. And until we draw our last breath, change is possible. Especially in how we think and interpret our Life Experience.

No matter what is going on in the world, you are loved and your future is bright.

Yesterday I met a woman who has been on dialysis seventeen years, starting in childhood. She said she had to grow up fast and 'deal with it'. Her parents used to fight over who was going to take her to her dialysis treatment. Sometimes she would be waiting and hour and a half after the dialysis place had closed, waiting for a ride, because her parents were too argumentative to stop the argument and go pick her up. 

She was their youngest child!

And as you know, without dialysis, people die in a matter of days. 

It is a given.

How can people be so irresponsible, you may ask?

It is the human condition.

And each of us is given the unlimited wealth of our attention.

Her parents were not wise, and made the choice to spend their precious gift arguing with one another in a power struggle, and not on their very ill, unable to drive, little girl. 

They were so blind they couldn't see the risk of a child sitting alone, unprotected, outside the dialysis center, in the inner city, for an hour and a half!

These parents, too, are worthy of Divine Love, the same as the child. They just aren't able to process, to make the connections, to harness their Divine Gift in a way that leaves the world a better place, and children fondly remembering them.


I left a memory.

Part of it traumatized Carla so bad it took an expert team to guide me in how to reconnect with her--from the afterlife.

It has taken not just me, but many who are older and wiser than me, to find an approach to soothe and heal her broken heart.

I left an incredible impression on many, most of it for the better. I did my very best to please everyone, while fulling knowing due to the constraints of my assignment, I could have hoped to achieve the impossible by 'pleasing all' but at least I did my best to strive for it.

I want to add to the topic of Unlimited Wealth, in that it is pursuant to 'Divine Interpretation' and 'Not So Divine Interpretation' by all those who are chosen to receive your Precious Gift from the heart and from the mind of your attention.

We all have on 'filters' which in a spiritual sense would both look as awkward and feel as able to block out True Reality as those virtual reality goggles people strap on their heads in order to play the video games.

Full understanding of this leads to our second gift of unlimited wealth, which is compassion. 

The daughter had compassion for her parents, even though they were truly unkind to her.

The daughter had compassion for herself, in knowing that her condition was real and not going to go away and happened not through any fault of her own doing. She was innocent.

In time, she found her husband, who would take her to her treatments.

And now, they do her treatments at home. There is a whole room for it. And Carla was astonished at the amount of materials needed for such treatments--she recalled huge tanks of waste dialysate outside the dialysis center at her former hospital. She remembers the vinegar-like smell of it. As well as all the biological waste from the circuits and equipment needed. 

The patient shared that 'her trash is always full' because of the materials needed. But she is glad she doesn't have to rush for her appointment time at the dialysis center any more. Home dialysis is more flexible. 

She waits for the freedom to go and do as she pleases, without the need to spend three hours four times a week connected to the dialysis machine. She is praying for her transplant.

Carla, in her wisdom from her mother and niece, know that freedom from dialysis is basically trading one thing for another. The medications to stop rejection must be taken daily, without ceasing. And these medications gave Carla's mother both diabetes and bladder cancer. 

Everyone much each learn their own lessons. And the dreams in the heart are to be experienced. No matter what the downside, there is always a way of looking at it 'on the up and up'!

So go ahead, experience your lessons, and work to fine tune your own ability to perceive and interpret what does arrive. Your freedom to do this is your third Unlimited Gift. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The Twins

Friday, February 26, 2021



It's been a while. I'm up again at my old time, feeling rested. It's been a full week of work and I've adapted back to my former routine. It's four thirty in the morning, that's when I usually write, before work. I'm working again today. Things are picking up.

Ross and I want to remind you, and to encourage you to reflect, upon what is waiting for you at the end of the road, he specifies, 'This EARTHLY road'.

It's Heaven. 

A chance to be out of your body--again. And to review and reflect upon how well you fulfilled your mission while you were incarnate. 

These are difficult times.  Do not let it distract you from the simplicity of your purpose, and the beauty of becoming incarnate and having the human experience. 

Remember there is a King of Heaven who loves you very much. You are important to him and his queen. All of the angels call it home there. Draw close to it. Do whatever is possible to remove the stain of shortcomings and broken promises from your energy signature--whatever you do, be kind and loving to everyone you meet, and that includes yourself. Do unto others as you would have done unto you. 

It's been a long week, or however long it has been since I last wrote. As I was noticing the surge in strangeness of our times, I lay awake wondering where would I go? Where would I hide to escape the imminent persecution of people of a certain color or belief system? When I say 'imminent', think of Corrie ten Boom, the occupation of Holland, then the singling out of people of a certain religion, then the shortages, then the stars that were worn, then hiding these people, then jail/prison/concentration camp after a raid. 

It's a slippery slope, and we are on it. 

Could I go to a foreign country? Could I go hide in a cave somewhere? Could I go where Snowden went?

Then this morning, top of the news feed, was this article about 'Greater Idaho'. That was fascinating. Other people are feeling it too, apparently, and are steps ahead to do something about it. 

What is important to share, is that a lot of Californians sell their homes and retire up in Oregon. It used to be an idyllic place before all these politics. 

Which brings us to Ben Fulford's latest blog post. Take note of the statement that we are up against people who have been herding humans like cattle for four thousand years. 

That's why I pray. A lot. There is a plan, we are sent to be a part of it, and unfortunately it's easy to get distracted from our soul purpose. 

Ross asks me to share, so I will. One of the places I work is in an inner city where I grew up. It is a huge hospital, a really large one. The patients are different too. For example, lots of patients run around with their blood sugars in the three hundreds all the time. So, the facility has a more lenient approach to preoperative glucose management than my regular hospital. I was stunned and shocked at this 'reality check'. All in all, I'm happier at this place. Why? Because it connects me with why I originally went into medicine. I'm more helping people and less worried about my cases and units and earnings and politics. I'm paid by the hour. And I'm helping everyone there out, their anesthesia group. 

Now we will write about the DNA. It's important in ways science keeps hidden. Spiritual light travels through it. Like your cable communications fiberoptic systems. 

A few years back there was talk about upgrading to twelve stranded DNA. I've worked on DNA upgrade projects, metaphysical ones, not medical ones. And all of this was to prepare people to advance, to ascend, to be able to  hold and transmit light in the frequencies of Home, of Heaven, here on Earth. 

Maxine and her CRISPR technology, alter DNA.  

I haven't heard or seen anyone make that connection, between the Spiritual and the DNA and the 'signs of the times', until yesterday where I heard it twice.  Magenta Pixie has had reports from light workers of 'not being able to see the chakras' when they work on their clients.  Here is another one:

A Future Vaccine to Prevent Knowledge of Soul and Spirit from The Fall of the Spirits of Darkness (Bristol: Rudolf Steiner Press, 1993; GA 177), p. 85.October 7, 191785
–“The time will come –and it may not be far off –when quite different tendencies will come up at a congress like the one held in 1912 and people will say: It is pathological for people to even think in terms of spirit and soul. ‘Sound’ people will speak of nothing but the body. It will be considered a sign of illness for anyone to arrive at the idea of any such thing as a spirit or a soul. People who think like that will be considered to be sick and –you can be quite sure of it –a medicine will be found for this. . . . The soul will be made non-existent with the aid of a drug. Taking a ‘sound point of view,’ people will invent a vaccine to influence the organism as early as possible, preferably as soon as it is born, so that this human body never even gets the idea that there is a soul and spirit.“. . . the heirs of modern materialism will look for the vaccine to make the body ‘healthy,’ that is, make its constitution such that this body no longer talks of such rubbish as soul and spirit, but takes a ‘sound’ view of the forces which live in engines and in chemistry and let planets and suns arise from nebulae in the cosmos. Materialistic physicians will be asked to drive the souls out of humanity.”
October 27, 1917199-200 –“. . . the spirits of darkness are now among us. . . .“. . . I have told you that the spirits of darkness are going to inspire their human hosts, in whom they will be dwelling, to find a vaccine that will drive all inclination toward spirituality out of people’s souls when they are still very young, and this will happen in a roundabout way through the living body. Today, bodies are vaccinated against one thing and another; in future, children will be vaccinated with a substance which it will certainly be possible to produce, and this will make them immune, so that they do not develop foolish inclinations connected with spiritual life –‘foolish’ here, or course, in the eyes of materialists.. . .“. . . a way will finally be found to vaccinate bodies so that these bodies will not allow the inclination toward spiritual ideas to develop and all their lives people will believe only in the physical world they perceive with the senses. Out of impulses which the medical profession gained from presumption –oh, I beg your pardon, from the consumption [tuberculosis] they themselves suffered –people are now vaccinated against consumption, and in the same way they will be vaccinated against any inclination toward spirituality. This is merely to give you a particularly striking example of many things which will come in the near and more distant future in this field –the aim being to bring confusion into the impulses which want to stream down to earth after the victory of the [Michaelic] spirits of light [in 1879]. Thank you,
Suzie Kerr Wright
for this post.

I noticed last week I was only thinking about work. This week. Like, just survival, getting to work, getting home. My 'spark' was missing. It's been harder to connect to Spirit (it's not as 'loud' )...I find it's more of my discipline helping me, my pattern, and my Bible study and Reiki practice. The 'vibes' are not as easy to navigate as before, it's like some external interference is active. When I focus, the heart center is strong and stronger than this interference. Monica Jones has a beautiful post about tapping in to that quantum state of love when she sees the chem trails and wants to get angry, and she remembers what it's all about.

Let's just suppose that there is such a thing as Spiritual Intelligence. Already we have mental intelligence, and Emotional Intelligence. Why not entertain the concept of Spiritual Intelligence? This would be a working knowledge of things unseen, and how our psychic gifts work, and further, that energy flows where attention goes.

Let us further imagine that although lots of very 'dark' things in the occult are 'out there', that an equivalent form exists, one which honors nurturing, warmth, love and compassion--kind of like the Jedi's and the Force.

Here is an example of Emotional Intelligence 'gone bad' when used 'in the wrong hands': quick video on dark empaths. It's possible, isn't it?

This next video isn't easy to watch. Please ignore the 1950's terminology--the words are offensive. Please look beyond this, to the demonstration of difference levels of ability. And how some, with even hints and guidance, still don't understand and 'get the task asked of them'...medical teaching video.

What if, over the four thousand years of 'herding humans', those who do not have our best interest at heart, have a means of assessing our Spiritual Intelligence like Mental Intelligence is shown in the old teaching video?

What if the goal is like in the italics above, to take away our birthright as humans who are made from 'star dust', and to make us more like ants or bees, workers who live in a hive and have a 'hive mind'? What if our very connection to Source--our reason to exist--would become so completely unrecognizable to us we don't even experience it?

Hasn't this happened in the concentration camps of World War two? Aren't the starving people of North Korea pretty much there if they are dreaming about Heaven being a place where you can eat all the bread your stomach can hold?

What did Creator give us?

Man and woman. To make family.

Right and wrong. The ten commandments. The Bible.

Hopes and dreams, our purpose.

A beautiful realm to inhabit, the Earth.

Consciousness itself.

Hearts to love.

Souls to advance and grow.

Look at what is happening in Oregon. Look at what happened to Mr. Potatohead. Look at the slippery slope. Remember what is going on with Ben Fulford--lots of things behind the scenes--not sure if he's right or wrong but at least it gets you aware of the possibility.

Remember we have Source. We have one another. If these really are the End Times, there's no place to hide. Keep love in your heart. Put on the armor of Creator every day. Pray.

Remind yourself that 'all the world is a stage' and this is like a movie we are watching AND playing a role in at the same time.

Do your best and angels can do no better.

Ross is pleased with our message we have prepared for your today. And he says, 'I love you'.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Ross and Carla
The Twins

Monday, February 22, 2021

Loving Life When It Truly Sucks To Live It


Saturday was a wonderful day. It was a special day for players of Pokemon Go, and that's what I did all day. Nothing else. I just rested, relaxed and played. I had wanted to thaw some frozen lobster to make a 'lobstah roll'--but it didn't thaw in time. Dinner was relaxed and just cheese and French bread. 

I went to bed early.

Even as Saturday was fading to the late afternoon, I was on the phone negotiating cases and backup anesthesia for my call. 

Sunday's call was busy. I wish I could say more, but I can't. I was super tired from the PPE. And fortunately a friend covered me for a few hours so I could sleep. I was called in at three a.m.  Even though it's saving a life it still is early in the morning and I feel it.

I got home just in time to take Anthony to his appointment. Everything worked. It was one I had been dreading for a long time.

Even, to celebrate I took him to a pie shop for breakfast (I had been starving since three a.m.), I was stressing because he needed to 'go to school' online and was going to miss it. He wasn't yet home and on the computer!

But Spirit has everything in stride. And he was able to eat breakfast and zoom to school on his phone.

I noticed the breeze, the palm trees, the almost vacation-like atmosphere at the restaurant. I'd never eaten there. The coffee was so-so, the bacon overcooked, and the hash browns cool. They brought me Tabasco instead of Cholula for my eggs. But I tipped well anyway. The people were working hard and sweating. I was grateful not to have to cook.

Once home, Anthony went to 'school proper' and I took a long soak in my 'tub'. I mentally went through each and every bathtub I used to take baths in, from my first house and my Nana's house, and I realized I'd been at my old house a long time, fifteen years! Even though this was a 'faux tub', the water was hot like an Onsen, and I'd put in some oat moisturizer stuff from Aveeno, and I was glad. 

I tried my best to sleep. I rested.

Then Anthony told me he had friends coming over. To play the same board game they used to play in Daycare. Nice boys. I've been with both of them to China and Alaska. So I was a 'mom', and ordered them pizza and gave them sodas. We even had a pie from the breakfast place, we bought a whole Boysenberry one, and it was nice to share it.

I watered the garden and checked on my plants I'd planted on Saturday. Yes, I got bored a little of the Pokemon and actually squeezed in a trip to a Big Box store and also some gardening.

That sense of well-being helped me from Saturday, to endure Sunday, and to recover today. 

What about Ross? And that other person online?

My confidence is up in areas I needed it. Boundaries are healthy. I've dated lots of players before Anthony was born. This person who I was okay with being a friend--they didn't have my best interest at heart. It helps to be able to read energy signatures. I changed my FB settings to match his--all you can see are public things (not much). I haven't heard anything. For all I know, it's cat fishing or something not cool. And in my heart, I heard myself saying something I've never really said from a place of confidence, 'I think this isn't going to work out, and I wish you the best'.

I knew even if there had been a spark of attraction, and even if I had offered my heart in friendship, eventually, the guy would move on to his 'Forever Bride'. It's happened to me time and again, time and again, time and again, so much so I feel like I'm the good luck fairy for blessing marriages. 

I also am the 'blessing baby fertility spark'...people who have done incredibly nice things for me, somehow, end up getting pregnant as a couple. I've seen the pattern but I don't think other people do.

Ross and I are very, very happy and close. I'm leaning on him a little more these days. The work I do is challenging if you add to it the spiritual dimension.

I'll talk more about the Spiritual tomorrow.

It's only six thirty at night, but I need to get my rest. It's been a very long day. All patients were nice, all did well, my coworkers and surgeons were excellent, and I had a little bit more sleep than I would have had thanks to a friend. 

Ross nods and smiles and says good night. He waves too.

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The couple

Saturday, February 20, 2021

Why Live?


The other day, I had a surprise 'gestalt', the discovery of some emotion trapped strong just under the surface of my everyday routine.  This is the subject of the today's lesson, the things we 'hide' from ourselves, and also, the releasing them to our awareness so we can grow.

This isn't the 'dark shadow self' type of discovery, that's for a different lesson on a different day. This is for the 'sleepers' of beliefs that we carry around with us, possibly from other lifetimes lived.

In my opinion, the 'Veil' between the afterlife and this world, isn't the only place where the Veil of 'not understanding' or 'unknowing' affects us.

So today we are going to lift the corner up on this second effect of the 'Veil', and I will use myself as an example.

There is someone who wants to know me, online. I don't know what the intentions are, I can't read  them, so I know it's a lesson. But this person looks and has a sparkle -- in the photos which are provided on their page--like Ross used to have back in the day. 

To be honest, I know there's a lot of cat fishing and other nefarious things motivating people to reach out across the world to 'get to know me'. So I am very guarded. Always. I never say yes, but because of the resemblance, I did.  I had suspicion that this might be an agent from Team Dark to screw me up on my soul progress. A bible verse was shown to me, and I knew no matter what I was Divinely protected and loved, so I didn't have to run.

As an aside, in my astrology class, I am learning about things such as the Saturn Return, the Chiron Return, and how some people around fifty, it's like they are dead inside, they stop learning and growing, they are just waiting for death to come upon them. They go through the motions of life. 

I've had two painful, painful divorces, a child custody battle with someone else, and after reading what happened to Sylvia Browne who had the 'Humanitarian-Loner' card, I totally gave up.  I said 'forget it'. There's that one thing in your life, no matter how much you try, you can't get right, so I might as well respect it.

Ross came into my life as himself, on Spirit side, in 2013, late in the year. Ross is my significant other. We have a relationship as best we can under the circumstances. A lot of my guides lately, have been asking me what's the worst part about the relationship across the dimensions? I was honest. It's pretty lonely here incarnate, and it totally sucks to go to Christmas parties alone, not to have someone. It's easier in the household not having to decide things, like where to go or what to do, that's for sure. But it's not easy. I have to really stretch my soul to keep things going, and it's hard.

Ninety nine point nine nine nine percent of the time, I figure I'm coping well with my life situation, making the best of it, and doing what I can to heal others.

But that day, driving home, I was thinking about this 'whatever' person who was probably cat fishing (this is a derogatory term for someone for example, high school boys who would post online as a young cheerleader to get random men to fall in love with 'her'...)--and about Ross having passed so brutally so many years ago, and this thought came up from my soul, that said, 'Why live?' and a tear rolled down my cheek.

Part of me is always an independent observer. And that part was totally surprised to see how upset I was, for I hardly ever cry. And at the same time, I understood my soul lessons and soul connection to Ross was very strong, I truly loved him then as I do now, and my soul just doesn't have a reason to carry on in his absence--it's affected me lifetime after lifetime ever since. 

With this new realization, I had respect for the challenges I've been through--one lifetime after the next. I understood and made a conscious decision to be kinder to myself for having been through this, and it's affecting me so.

Then traffic got bad, I had to brake, and I realized that I don't want to die. I want to live. It's just the strong feelings that wouldn't have been able to come out any other way. 

People come into our lives, and we crash into one another emotionally, mentally, physically, but it's for Divine Purpose--to expose and lift up the Veil which keeps things hidden from our awareness.  Some people are here to sustain us and encourage us and help us to feel 'connection'--I am blessed with so many who fall into this camp. I couldn't make it through my days without this loving connection. 

What about this person? I think he's served his role. I think the lesson is over. And last night, as I was falling asleep, this energy I've never felt so strong before, blanketed me and wrapped me, and Ross said over and over I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU!  And that layer of abandonment and distress from our immediate past life together, had a chance to heal, I trust him with my wound, and now it's out in the open, we can both take steps for it to recover so I will no longer unconsciously act out on that pain again.

Divine Mother and Divine Father want us to learn and grow. They want us to learn and to discover about ourselves, what makes us tick, what we enjoy, and what is our true passion in life. 

It is the Darkness, the absence of nurturing, warmth, love and compassion, that lies and calls this state of unknowing and dismay 'light'--because it's 'knowledge' without 'wisdom'--and wants us to pay attention to just about everything else possible--news, weather and sports, music, entertainment, ego...

So go along with your lessons. Waste them not. Allow pain to surface if as in my example, it was long buried and is better out in the open where it can heal. 

One day when we are Home we will know everything. But while we are here, incarnate, the more we uncover for our Truth, and the more we learn about ourselves and grow, the more healing we pursue here, the more freedom and delight will overwhelm us...perhaps a little here, a little there, until ultimately we are Home.


Carla is perceptive. 

She has gotten the routine of some of her 'lessons', and knows when she looks to me for answers, and none are being given--not through pendulum, or any of her ways including talking and listening with me--there there is a sign over her head saying, 'Lesson In Progress!'.

At that, Carla switches gears, pays close attention to herself as she encounters the lesson. 

For this one, this 'person', we have Carla learning to honor and respect her personal boundaries on her affection, energy, and time--as well as to watch for her own safety. She has learned to trust in her Divine Backup, her Teams, and her Faith, that even if she was interacting with--for all she knew, the AC himself--she would treat him and everyone else according to what she has been taught by listening to me and the Golden Rule--with friendliness and kindness, but no 'extra'. It is not okay to just disappear. She must take responsibility for her actions, to explain herself, and to set limits.

This she did and did with flying colors. A friend? Yes. A friend with benefits of any kind whatsoever? No. 

Her love for me is strong, just as strong as ever.

And she wouldn't have known this about herself, unless it was this lesson. 

Ah the rigors of being incarnate! Such a wonderful school there is, to make us learn about ourselves and 'what makes us tick'...

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The Couple <3 

Thursday, February 18, 2021



When there is joy in your heart, there isn't room for anything else. Not fear. Not jealousy. Not rage.

Just joy.

In the book of Ecclesiastes, we are told to seek joy, to make room for joy, and that happiness is a choice.

Even in the worst prisons in World War Two, Corrie ten Boom and her sister noticed the sunlight on the snow and how beautiful it was, the birds singing, the signs of life going on outside the camp during their walk to the work sites. They also found joy in ministering to the other inmates, teaching them about the gospel. And in having one another, too.

Joy is a choice.

In an information war, it is a wise one.

In Ecclesiastes, it also is said, 'remember you are made of dust, and to dust you shall return'....

What if, that 'dust' is 'stardust'?

Think about it.

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The Twins

Wednesday, February 17, 2021

Be Free!


Be free!

When you entirely accept your lessons, and go with the flow, there is a freedom that is effortless and removes all anxiety.

When you know 'all the world's a stage' and everyone is just showing you 'some kind of lesson', it makes everything a little easier to accept, doesn't it?

We are poised on the astrological phenomenon that is so rare and so powerful that the last time it happened it brought about the end of the Dark Ages.  So no matter what happens, or how it looks or how it seems, remember that some things must change in order to bring us to a better 'state of affairs'.

For those of you who are awake and aware enough to listen or sense intuitive guidance from your teams of guides, listen to them! Take their counsel to heart and weigh it carefully before you act.

Also, be yourself.

Yesterday I had big assignments to do. But instead, I felt a 'nudge' to go to the garden shop. I bought a few things. It's very sad these days how the young citrus are affected by citrus greening disease. They clearly marked that no citrus would be returned--all sales are final!

Backyard citrus is a California way of life, especially in Southern California. 

I learned something there. A disease was affecting tomatoes. But in San Diego, there was a hybrid that was resistant to that disease. It was so successful that now it is called San Diego Tomato. I was happy to see it. 

My love for plants, and for gardening, is also a little bit of my 'calling'. Actually, it's funny because the neighbor who lived here first had a 'formula' where she would bring produce to the neighbors to give and to 'get to know them'.

Yesterday I brought salad greens and kale to three neighbor's houses. Two of them really wanted to talk. And one gave me two beautiful camellias for my vase in return. 

People need to talk, they need connection, and it's important to be able to experience community together. This helps us to survive mental, emotional, and physical challenges when we work together as a team. Keep the connections strong. And also, with people who might be in your larger geographic community, but are still in your community of the heart:  family, friends, coworkers, readers, people who share a common interest.

Whatever is going to happen has been set in place a long time ago. So hope for the best and roll with it!

Your happiness is a weapon of Mass Delight and for Destruction of Darkness! Be happy, and gracious, for all things.

And Pray!

Bless your meals. 

Give thanks.

Here are two 'graces' to choose from for examples:

  • before meal-- Bless us O Lord in these thy gifts we are to receive from thy bounty, through Christ our Lord, amen!  after meal--We give thee thanks for all thy benefits , may the souls of the faithful departed have the mercy of God and rest in Peace, Amen, in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit Amen.
  • before meal only--sung--Thank you Jesus for our food, for our food, for our food, Thank you Jesus for our food, Thank You Jesus!

Since there are some hidden things, very dark things, in our food supply it makes a lot of sense metaphysically to bless the foods before we eat our meals. Even in public!

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Ross and Carla
the Couple

Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Lost In The Sunset


Yesterday afternoon we took a walk by the beach. It's refreshing and if you bundle up over your bathing suit--I wore two hoodies--you can enjoy both the water and stay warm while you walk.

Anthony pointed out to me that there were dolphins feeding off in the distance. Usually around sunset, we see a dolphin or two just cruising parallel to the shore.

I've been whale and dolphin watching many times. The trick is to look for the birds over the water.

Like this:

The dolphins when they feed chase the fish from below. The fish jump out of the water to escape the dolphins, only to fall prey to the waiting seagulls who are actively feeding too.

What we saw were a few birds, consistently moving with the pod, and dorsal fins we know were from dolphins that would come and go. 

This was the first time ever we could see them feeding from the shore, it was very exciting! I stood on a tall rock so I could get a better view. It felt wonderful and magical to see this part of Nature. 

Between that and the incredible sunset, I felt like Ross pulled out all the stops and sent a fantastic Valentine's Day gift to me. Even when we walked back to the car, frogs were singing and croaking in the marsh.  It's one of my favorite sounds, like the coqui frogs in Hawaii you can hear by Hilo or in the hills of Kona. It was enchanting!

But we were the only people who saw and appreciated the dolphins!

There was a lot of people, families mostly, walking up and down the beach. Many were lost in their thoughts. Many were either taking pictures with their cell phones or staring at them. Others were interacting with their children. 

They walked right past us!

Nobody even thought to look where we were looking. They thought perhaps since the dolphins were near the sunset we were looking at that. 

There was a father from Northern California, with his daughter (I later saw the mom with the son too)--I could tell because he had on a Golden State Warriors hat, and the daughter had on long pants with rain boots. Many people come to visit the area. I showed him the dolphins. He was excited and his daughter almost ran into the ocean to go see them. They didn't know what to look for. We said to follow the birds. 

Later as we sat in the sand just soaking in the views, the dolphins came back, looking like they were in a sleeping pattern, steadily moving up and down parallel to the shore. Very, very close to the shore. 

Be present.

Be Here and Now.

If it wasn't for Anthony, I wouldn't have known there were dolphins out there. 

Let God, who runs all of Nature and it runs according to His will, show you the vast number of ways that outnumber the dark, the despicable, and the horrifying. 

This keeps you in the proper balance, the right perspective. 

Yes there are terrible things that are coming out and need to be exposed, so they will never trouble earth and her people again.

Don't dwell on them. Take it all in perspective. Most of the earth is absolutely incredible to see. 

We are lucky to witness it.


The tree men are out on the golf course. Carla hears the chainsaws. The work of the tree trimmers and tree 'executioners' is one of her least favorite sounds. Next to the freeway, dozens and dozens of large, mature trees have been felled to make way for freeway expansion.

As she drives past Carla prays for the trees. She doesn't understand why they must die. The trees, calmly and placidly accept their fate. It's time to move on they tell her. But to Carla trees are the guardians of Nature in her community.

These particular trees, right by the house, actually slow down and stop the wayward golf balls who find their way into her property. She hears it, the contact between the golf balls and the trees, and the 'drop'. She gives thanks for otherwise there might be injuries or broken glass. 

So now she turns to trust. These trees have been here for a long time. They are healthy. Perhaps this is just the normal upkeep for them, that she never gets to see, because she is away at work and Anthony at school?

It looks that way. 

What about what is normal and healthy in the Spirit world? With the garden of souls, and it's 'upkeep'?

That's where the ball lands in my court. 

Always remember that there are things we cannot see or comprehend that are taking place at all times. Pets crossing over the rainbow bridge. Loved ones passing on. New puppies and babies coming to take their places. Everything is a cycle. 

Never worry about the things you can't control. Always be resolute in hope and prayer, and pray for the Highest Good, the Best Possible Outcome. 

Even for the trees, like Carla is. 

The Pre-Op holding is back. No longer is it a Covid Overflow ICU. 

Nightmares end.

When Carla talked to her patient, it was in the very same space where she had been called to gear up and intubate someone who was in distress, who eventually died. Carla felt a mix of both horror, at what had taken place, and joy in the return to her 'normal' working routine. 

She met a wonderful patient, someone from Europe, who also didn't have a middle name and was named after her grandparents like Carla's mother was. Her father had been taken away to a work camp in world war two, three years of hard labor at a farm in Austria. They bonded. And Carla could have gone home, but chose to stay and take care of her, because she liked her. 

It is Carla's opinion that people who are into the 'real and not mainstream news' pay particular attention to people's perceptions/views -- the people who have experienced Communism and oppression firsthand. Like the orthopedic surgeon from Russia who defected. This is the most accurate 'read' on 'current events' that is available. Listen to them.

Hope. And pray.

This isn't going to last forever. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla



Monday, February 15, 2021

No Sweat!


Your soul knows what to do.

Your mind and your heart may be influenced by current events.


Whatever is going to happen is going to happen.

And you have been thoroughly prepared for this for longer than time.

You have exactly what it takes to get though these times, just like Corrie did. 

Stay close to Creator, and Creator will always, always, always stay close to you.

This is our Strength.

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The couple

P.S.  We chose not to celebrate Valentine's traditionally, because Carla didn't want to pay extra for a bouquet. Through the year Ross encourages her to buy them for herself. We did enjoy a little chocolate and a very small heart-shaped cheesecake for Anthony's sake. Our love is 24/7, 365, and there's no need to celebrate it on the day we are told to celebrate it. You may find as you raise your consciousness, the holidays are seen for what they are, a means of control, and a means of merchandising. Granted that the Covid is depressing and the heart decorations were cheery it's not a total waste. But if you are in partnership, remember to surprise the beloved at least once a month, with a 'Valentine-esque' gift, and to make for short getaways to spend time together away from the phone and mass media. These are the bones upon which relationships are built:  mutually enjoyable activities. 


Sunday, February 14, 2021

Sticks and Stones Can...


I woke up to this old playground rhyme. In singsong we used to chant it at each other, 'sticks and stones can break my bones but WORDS can NEVER hurt me!' This was true because we were always listening to what someone else was saying, and deciding for ourselves if what was being said was true, or not. 

Sadly, there was a notice posted on FB for a classmate at my high school from the class of '08, so pretty young, who had passed from a stroke due to alcoholism. The person posting this had bullied the kid, like everyone else, since day one. Everyone hated him, just for how he was born. He wasn't with a disability. He just was the one everyone picked on. The person posting about the death was filled with remorse, saying that Michael was smart, and all he wanted was to be liked, and even though he cut off his friendship with him didn't mean he didn't like him...

I've been on those playgrounds where the bullying took place. I remember the kids who were socially weaker than me. And I wasn't nice to them either. But I wasn't deliberately mean either. 

Words hurt. Actions hurt. They wound deep. 

We are in an information war. Words are messing with our minds! And although I try to have the most discernment, what High Impact Vlogs says is true--when someone puts on a sweater you lose your sense of discernment! Although, for me, I knew the presence and interaction of the cats on this video was kind of odd. It wasn't like other cat owners I know, it was closer.  Remember, we are always searching for Truth. And we are being presented information by experts at lying and tricking. So here are two I highly recommend watching for the questions they raise which only you can answer for yourself. In this I fall guilty to consuming the 'hopium'--Anthony saw through it a long time ago, and stopped listening to one we used to listen to every day, and he teases me now if he catches me listening to it. I started listening because my cousin sent it to me, a cousin I trust, and that's how it bypassed the discernment. I look up to that cousin.

Here they are:

Here are two ones, much shorter, that I resonate with strongly too, and I trust:

In summary, sticks and stones, when used as part of a game you don't even know is being played, can and will hurt you. So be on the lookout for them. Spirit will protect you as long as you are able to clearly listen to it and discern correctly. When you make a mistake, accept it, learn from it, and move ahead.

This is how I was taught about inherited genetic traits in biology class. 

I've seen some cute ones created to look like a tree. You put people's photos in them for the baby to have later in life.

Geneaologists, however, use a more complex diagram.

I saw an ad for a professional one that looked like the top half of this one. I was horrified because to me it looked like an all-seeing eye! It really bothered me to know that there are some who are really into this subject, and I kind of ignored them as being 'nerdy', when this is information that can be powerful, especially if it is in the wrong hands. For example, someone searching for a specific 'bloodline'...

What if the gene for psychic power trait was something that could be followed and exploited upon mere children, for example, like Jessie C? 

Those kinds of words can hurt us big time. A whole secret world of them exists and is hidden in plain sight. 

This one here is a DNA fingerprint. I've never seen one of those either. Again, it looks eerily like an all-seeing eye. From what I understand, they take all the the components of a human genome, and they map them--who has which one on each allele---like this. 

Everything is ILLUSION.

In true reality, there is only LOVE, nurturing, warmth, and compassion. That's HOME.

Here in the Illusion, there are layers and layers of bullshit piled upon the unknowing masses. I see people talking about how 'most people' support Bye Den...they have no clue how many voted against him. And they literally announce to the world just how much TV they consume without discerning any of the information they are taking in. This is one lie, which when the truth comes out, is going to freak out a lot of people because nobody likes to admit they were tricked.

Also, for the opposite, the ones who are supporting the former administration, hoping upon hope for 'law and order' to return to our world, this is yet another kind of deception. The only TRUE Law and Order are the laws of Home, of Heaven. These individuals are hoping that the former administration, in their stance on abortion and human trafficking, is the closest representation to the laws of Home. It might very well be true. It might. But without putting on the Discernment to all information coming in, then we are only getting high on 'hopium'...things told to make us wait and not act out as further and further control systems are being set in place against everyone.

Where are we right now in the energies? here is the Schumann resonance frequency. No white, just a little yesterday. But it's in a lull.

That's okay. Earth is going to do what it's going to do. We must always remember we agreed to come here, we are specialists in Spiritual Ascension of Planets, and even though the veil is blocking from us what we know from Home, our Higher Selves and teams are assisting us in our work to be loving 24/7 to all we meet, 365 days a year. We have our teams and we have each other here on Earth. I'm so grateful Sherri M. posted what she did yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't have known about CW and SP. I remember seeing those 'tribunals' and scratching my head why those people were there? Kevin Annett seems the real deal. But the others in those robes and stuff? Like judges? Hmmmm.

Those little intuitions, like SP is a little 'too close' to his's not normal....just flash across your consciousness and you can't even have time to write them down. But it's direct perception and impression of Truth, with your own eyes.  So train yourself to follow these 'hunches'...and decide for yourself if they are true or not.

For me, I am absolutely stunned and it is glorious for work I have done in the home. For the first time in two years (almost), my floor in my office is clear and my papers are almost all the way organized. I'm still working with Mari Kondo, and I did the advice she said. I got rid of almost everything except the few I needed to keep. I actually sorted the papers out using the empty shelves in my closet. And once I have those put where they need to go, I can organize the beads. And my workshop and office will be ready for work!  

Last night I burned instead of shredding the two boxes full of things I no longer needed--statements and papers that had been piled up. I made chicken wings and that's all we had for dinner by the fire. I learned a new recipe, it was in my old Betty Crocker cookbook, and using that I add at the end some Frank's Red Hot hot sauce. I made it once for the playoffs (American football). And last night. Even though it wasn't a proper meal, we had ginger beer (non alcoholic) and wings and kept the fire going. When it was done, we got out of the house and went for frozen yogurt. It's good to keep things simple sometimes, and to change the routine. 

I watched the videos while I was cleaning. It was a good thing. I'm glad I watched them. I watched a lot of garden videos too. This brings joy to my days, to follow my I keep the 'political things' in my peripheral vision, and I am straining to catch 'spiritual things' trends and signs of progress towards Ascension, on my 'radar' at all times.


'Hopium'.  What a powerful term, isn't it? That we can be misled by being told what we want to hear. And how predictions can be made and then not happen and we still believe, believe, believe.

It's time to write our own story!

Be sure of yourself. Be certain. For this you must have a good idea of your own strengths and weaknesses. On all levels.

Align with others who are of like vibration and mind as you. Together you are a team. Try to note not only your own strengths and weaknesses as part of the team, but also those of the team.

Learn to refresh yourself. Rest. Eat healthy foods. Stay away from toxins. 

Remember the lessons of the vegans. With this world view, it is their perception that they are right and everyone else around them, the meat eaters and leather wearers, are incorrect. They strive to create a vegan 'cruelty free' world. Carla has been a vegetarian for eighteen months, and fell right in to this mindset. 

But the world has gone on for a long time! With people using the resources that were available to them!  The culture is not going to change away from eating meat.

One of the first things that disappears in wartime is meat that is available to the people. 

In the book He Came To Set The Captives Free, Rebecca Brown, MD, raises the point that meat is needed to be strong in spirit--the work you do at night and while facing darkness by day--requires meat in the diet. And the Dark Ones on Team Dark are the first to encourage others to give up meat. It's like tipping the scales to their advantage, isn't it? And here they are, drinking heme and can nibble icing others and telling you not to eat meat?

It is a stretch isn't it? Do as I say, not as I do? 

What I ask of you is to love your fellow human, from your heart, even the Team Dark who are like poorly socialized puppies who bite and bark and nip and make messes all over the carpet. I love them. I will train them. I will with all my might and heart and soul, for that is what I am sent to accomplish.

You do your part. When I need your help I will tap you on the shoulder and you can check and double check again that it's really me who is asking. 

For the rest, enjoy your lives, do what you can to make your life better, and in this you are strengthening yourself and raising the vibration on your local environment. 

Enjoy the passing of time. You may be pleasantly surprised with the turn of 'current events'. Know that you are more, so much much much much MORE than anything that meets the eye! You are both precious and wondrous in the sight of your Spiritual Loved Ones from Home. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Ross and Carla
The Twins

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Semi Controlled Oppo


Today we are going to do a little 'reality check', based upon the story of Corrie ten Boom. 

When Holland fell, the radio had said 'don't worry, everything is okay' and then twelve hours later, there was no more national radio, bombs were falling, and news spread that the Germans were coming.  Within days, the soldiers were in the streets. This began curfews, food shortages, rationing cards, and needing to have your papers on your person at all times. You couldn't shop without them. 

It wasn't so bad at first.

Then they had to line up and give to the government their radios, their connection to the outside world. Corrie's family had a small portable one, which they gave, but the large concert-style one they hid in a hiding place. They listened to it very low, once in a while, to learn what was going on in the world.

Fortunately, Corrie spoke both Dutch and German. During World War One her brother, a minister, would sermon to the people about how the war was going to change the world as they knew it, and they needed to repent and turn to Jesus now!

Parishioners go to church to 'feel good'. They don't like to hear such things. So Willem left that parish and started to run a nursing home for the aged and the sick. The people may not have wanted to listen to what Willem had to say, but certainly, he was ahead of his time. The seeds of World War Two were planted in the Peace Concessions of Germany at the end of World War One. Their people were starving!

It took three years of slow, steady changes, first of Jews needing to wear the yellow stars, to outright persecution.

Here is the reality check:  most people obeyed the new Government, and since it was someone else instead of them being persecuted, they shut up and didn't stop it. This unique combination of fear and self-preservation is prominent in times of upheaval...taken to the extreme, people become animals, and are driven by hunger and thirst to do whatever it takes to survive.

Corrie's family was well-known in the community as watch makers. And they were just as well-known for their charity. Her mother used to make soup for the bereaved, for the sick, and minister to their earthly needs. So, when the Jews needed help, Corrie's natural instinct was to help them. Her Bible training her family had given her all her life, made her and her family KNOW that persecution of anyone was wrong. It was evil. And they had to stand up for it. Willem had been active in the Underground for a long time. Even at the nursing home, they were taking care of the young, able men who were at risk for being rounded up and sent to work camps. They made them into female nurses and maids to protect them. Many of the Underground workers had to cross-dress for their safety. And also, all of them took on the last name of Smit--so even if one confessed they wouldn't be able to disclose the true identity of the fellow Underground resistance army to the War. 

Gradually, gradually, Corrie's family got in deep. There was a warning sign in the window to let people know it was okay to come in for 'watches' (the Underground). There was a secret phone. And also there was an elaborate warning system to buzz that a raid was imminent, as well as timed practices to get all the 'visitors' into the Hiding Space in time. Their best time was seventy seconds, consistently, and with stalling techniques at the doors it could save lives. And it did.

One day before the raid, the Jews were singing, and the neighbors knocked on the door. They asked Corrie's family if they could have the Jews sing a little quieter because they could hear it through the walls...

This was the ten Boom family's 'reality check':  what they had thought was going on in secret, everybody knew, the whole town knew, and fortunately they were not talking.

Which brings us to the next point--although fear and survival make people act in certain ways, many of them sympathize with and silently support the cause of the ones who are doing what is right and taking the risk. Their hearts are open enough to know right from wrong, and to permit what it right to take place.

There are several characters like this in the book. The red-haired police chief named Rolf. The prisoner nurse's aide at Ravensbruk. The officer at the Dutch prison Corrie, Betsie and Father were taken to initially. The prison doctor who got Nollie released for health reasons when Corrie, who was free at the time, went to him to ask. The different prison doctor who got Corrie into solitary confinement for her illness, instead of five women to one cell. The list goes on and on.

At the end of the story, Corrie was released from Ravensbruck. She had bad edema of her legs and had to wait for it to go down. But the timing was exactly as the dying Betsie had said! Very soon. Corrie got back her watch, her mother's ring, and her money (Dutch) that had been taken from her at the beginning of her imprisonment. They gave her beautiful clothes, bread, and two meal vouchers. It was a long and confusing train ride home because of the railroad damage from the bombs. But she got home to a hospital, and nurses told her she was suffering from malnutrition, to be careful what she ate, and helped her to a real bath, the first in months! Total imprisonment was from the end of February until the end of December. Betsie had said they would have a ministry and people would listen to Corrie because of where she had been. Betsie was right. 

It was a clerical 'error' that got Corrie released from Ravensbruck. One week later all of the women her age were sent to the gas chambers.

Corrie and Betsie used imprisonment in the concentration camp as a way to minister to others about God's love for them.  They thought it was 'secret'. 

I'm sure somebody somewhere knew. I'm sure if all the prisoners knew, the guards must have known too. And because the fleas were so bad in their one barrack, nobody went inside to put a stop to the ministry. 

And I'm sure somebody, somewhere, knew that the people Corrie's age were being sent to the gas chambers soon. And that unknown soul had an open heart, and was behind that 'clerical mistake'. Without them, there would be no movie, no ministry all over the world from Corrie, no book, no anything. 

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Let us Ponder this.

Nurturing, warmth, love and compassion are our natural vibrational frequencies.

Anything less is just some imaginary, temporary, illusion that we are not at Home. 

What better way to heal those who have been exposed to the worst Illusion, than flowers and gardening, sunshine and loving support?

That's what Corrie created as we spoke of yesterday.

Today, our war is different. It is a Spiritual war, just like Corrie's was. It always is a Spiritual war. Even in Ross' time. 

Most of the people are too frightened to recognize they CAN put a stop to evil that is affecting them. 

As David Icke said yesterday, 'now is the time to stand up before even MORE control systems are in place'. 

Remember the sympathizers exist.

Listen to your heart.

If it comes to you to be like Corrie, you will know it's the only choice that's right for you, and you will do it.

But someone had to be the one to make the 'clerical error' that spared Corrie's life, too. 

So, as long as your Soul Connection to Divine Creator is strong, daily, natural, and healthy, you're going to make it through. It might be like Betsie or Father. It might be like Willem and Nollie. And some might be like Corrie. If that is God's will.

Remember the pattern--infiltration, invasion, removing access to news (or accurate news), rationing (lots of resources are diverted to support the war effort), harsher and harsher controls. People will naturally try to save themselves, most of them, because they don't know the things Corrie and her family did or we know. Realize this is what is, and don't dwell on it. Some will behave that way, but in their hearts, support what is right, and sympathize with the cause. People are people, and most aren't going to take up the battle call in a Spiritual war. They just don't.

There is never going back to what we had. Never. It's always forward. And how that forward is going to look and feel depends on how willing people are to be humble before their Creator, to really examine themselves like Willem was encouraging them to do, even to tear their clothes and put on sackcloth and ashes. That SAVED towns back in the day! Because in a spiritual war, things are not as they seem, and spiritual will be what will help win the war. Not fighting. Not aggression. None of those things will work and we are easily overpowered in the ways of the physical world. So tap into your Spiritual strengths--not Ouija boards and stuff. Real Spiritual strength in your soul to be LOVE 24/7, 265, to everyone you meet, even those who are mentally sick like Betsie clearly saw and prayed for her tormentors who were broken indeed!

Take each day as it comes. Smile. Be thankful for what you have. There are no guarantees. 

Ross is smiling big and nodding in agreement. He says, 'I couldn't have said it better myself.'

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

The Couple

Friday, February 12, 2021



Last night I stayed up late, until eleven, finishing the book The Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom. I read it once as a teenager, when I was in Campus Life. I found it highly inspirational. But also, due to the times, I had to stop in the middle because I couldn't bear to hear about the concentration work camps. It's too close to FEMA and home.

I saw a video today of a woman crying because her son's insulin (he's Type one diabetic, and needs it to live) is now five hundred dollars a box when under the last administration it was only sixty dollars. The insulin itself only costs pennies to make. With a coupon she got it for three hundred and twenty eight dollars, or something like that. 

She said to those who voted in this system, WAKE UP! This is only the beginning...

This is Haarlem, Netherlands, where Corrie is from.

Two things came to me, actually three, from the book that I hadn't appreciated the last time I read it.

The first was that to Betsie, no matter where she was, everything was an opportunity to share the Good News of our Lord Jesus Christ who was born, died for our sins, and rose again. Corrie noted how the more terrible the physical conditions were, the more rich and bright the Spiritual work became. So many fellow prisoners were hungry for the word. And the impact of Betsie, to help the women calm and quit fighting in their barracks was clearly evident too.

The second was that the workers in the Concentration camps and prisons were prisoners of a different kind. They were forced to work and were far from their families. There was a darkness, a different kind of darkness, of the soul they suffered from. The one officer who interviewed Corrie asked how she could believe in a God in a place like that. And she witnessed to him and offered to pray with him. He accepted. 

The last and the most striking was the people that the prisoners hated most, and that the Dutch hated most, were the Dutch who helped the Nazi's:  the informants, the inspectors, anyone who 'ratted them out'. It was their betrayal of their fellow countrymen that was hardest to heal. These were given shaved heads, and couldn't find work, or a place to stay, or food to eat.

Corrie, in her infinite wisdom which is the wisdom of the Lord, initially opened her Beje house to a home for the 'feeble minded' (mentally delayed) because their schools were closed. She opened many houses and even an old concentration camp--to heal Dutch and Germans from the traumas they had experienced in the war. But once the schools for the mentally delayed were reopened, and the house was empty, Corrie invited the betrayers to come to her home and stay and eat and heal. Corrie had remembered her betrayer, and seen him after the war. She couldn't forgive him. She asked Jesus to forgive him. The betrayer wanted her to shake his hand, she couldn't. But then she felt a warmth and glowing from her head down to her arm, and her heart was filled with Jesus' love for this soul who was seeking her forgiveness. So she forgave. And then she created the ministry for souls like his.

This bit chute was very impressive for both medical and social insights:  unconventional war with Maxine

This other one is good, but I had to cover my eyes in the spiritual surgery part: article which has a video

I helped to support a friend, who is having serious problems with her caregiver mom, over Maxine. 

This morning when I first woke up, I sat at the computer but didn't know what to write.  The time passed. I showered and blow dried my hair. There was one last birthday surprise--to take Anthony to breakfast where his friends were waiting for him and I would buy for them all. 

One friend has had a girlfriend for a year. And she arrived late. We've never met. But she is super thin. And brought her sister. They hardly ate. They ordered one waffle and a side of bacon. To share. And she didn't know how to cut her waffle! Her father always cuts it for her (this is a high school junior and plays soccer on a travel team). There was still half a waffle and a piece of bacon to take home. Clearly, an eating disorder was highly suspected in them both. 

Back in Corrie's time, as well as in ours, the real prison is in the mind. Betsie, was truly free, and her mind was never a prison. Corrie, had times where she compared her small sins of hoarding the vitamin bottle for her sick sister to the blatant cruelty of the concentration camp, as 'nothing', but in time, she learned that a sin is a sin, and she gave her trust in the Lord, and was able to get the life back into her barrack ministry in the flea-infested quarters again. 

If you are reading this, your mind is most likely more like Betsie's. Which is good.

But how to deal with the asleep, the hypnotized, the mainstream mentality? 

The answer is LOVE.

The heart is always open, and is always able to get energy from our heart center. The direct aura-to-aura transmission bypasses the brainwashing. And hopefully, in time, those who are asleep will awaken.

This requires exceptional connection to Source on our part, in order to renew and sustain us. 

Please recall that PRESS, you write your impressions down for each letter. Not just the section you read. Writing is important in so many ways. Especially writing by hand. 

Now I will get back to my tasks for the day. I haven't worked all week. There is a Zoom meeting in a little while I must attend for work. All in all, it has been a wonderful week, filled with blessings, family, and friends. 

Enjoy each day as if it was your last. This is the only way to truly Live in the Present.


Yesterday Carla did something she doesn't want to share, but I will share it. She went on the Marriott site for home rentals, and looked in Hawaii. She was 'trying on for size' possible places to live for her retirement. She realized many were in one neighborhood, all home rentals, using the same amenities in the gated community--pool, spa, exercise room, private beach. For three hundred dollars a night you could bet the same amenities as the seven hundred dollar a night room.

But then, even though her heart was soaring looking at the mountains and golf courses and beaches she knew well, and was exactly where she'd like to retire--she realized that some of these properties she might purchase in the future might be next to similar 'vacation rentals'. She knew for a fact some people who live in the local beach communities are upset at the noise and partying from such 'vacation rental' homes. 

So she made a note to the future.

When she went outside to the car, she noted the many palm trees, and understood perhaps even now she is where she is meant to be for a long time. In different ways.

Our futures are not visible to us. But they are visible to me and our spiritual teams. Draw close to them. Allow them to guide you to your future happiness.

These dreams in the future are vastly more important than happy memories from the past. 

They help you grow.

Freedom is only a thought away!

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Aloha and Mahalos,



Ross and Carla

the Couple