The Living End

 

Good morning and Happy New Year! Today marks blog post number three thousand, eight hundred! Who could have imagined, on that day so many years ago, that this blog would still 'be a thing' and so well received by the community of awakened energy healers?

Wow.

Thank you.

And today's blog post title combines with our theme today of embracing the new.  Many years ago, I spent a New Year's Eve in the local mountains, with a church group, a very large one called Campus Life Youth for Christ.  It was the Living End of the year, and the beginning of a new one. We stayed up and celebrated the countdowns like, three times in different time zones. I'm pretty sure that was 1978 and I was in the eighth grade when I went, possibly the ninth grade...It was fun and yet it was different because not many of my friends went. So I kind of felt alone in the crowd. I get that feeling a lot on new year's, and also, kind of every day, due to the energies I pick up and transmit...but that's a different story!

My one lesson for the year, has been to embrace the new. And even though there are some things that comfort us, we grow. And we need to support our growth through new. 

One of the things I did in the new house (two years of us in it! lol), was bring all my favorite art and hang what I could in places that were similar to the old house. On my right, in my bathroom, is a painting of a knight in shining armor taking his princess on his horse with him and a castle in the background. I've enjoyed this image for easily twenty years.

But not now.

Through incredible kindness and generosity, our readers made it possible to buy a canvas copy of Akiane's new painting, 'Triumph'.  Ross wants it THERE. Right in that spot. 

So I listened. 

The old painting is with all the other old ones, I haven't gone through yet, because it's Marie Kondo turn later for that stuff (komomo). I'm still on the papers but on the downhill, tie up loose ends, side of it.

By contrast, Anthony and I watched the movie Rain Man yesterday. I remember it was really shocking for its time, that film. For Anthony, going to a private elementary school, he was exposed to many high-functioning autistic children because they were not perhaps 'good fits' with the public school so the parents would enroll them in the private one.  I can think of at least five children from the school, and class size was very small for all of the grades, so there was a lot of influence. 

With new eyes, as I looked at it, the film has two impressions on me. The first, and possibly the most scientific, is that this movie came out right when autism rates were at the inflection point and starting to turn UP.  They are super high now, compared to when I was a child. Second, is how not only Raymond, but many of us including myself, find actual comfort in our habits and customs. Raymond brings it to an extreme where he needs to watch the People's Court at a certain time, he needs to have green jello with fish sticks every Tuesday, how he eats food with toothpicks...because this is all fallout from his 'sensory processing' differences.  I know for myself, I like to watch The Man In The Arena on Tuesdays, and I like living almost alone because it's easier than having lots of people moving things around all the time. 

What Ross and Rain Man teach us is that THAT kind of comfort, although understandable, is not good. IT's being outside our comfort zone that helps us to grow. And as students here incarnate at Earth School (whatever they call it!), we can't fully embrace the NEVER CHANGING comfort of Home while we are incarnate, unless we let go of our good luck charms and cheese balls of comfort and familiarity. 

That little warm feeling in your chest when you think of Divine Creator, IS that very sense of comfort.

Well, what about the changes?

Now, that's a good question.

There's a lot up in the air at the moment, and it's unclear who is 'really in control' when you look at the mainstream media and much of the alternative media. However, Cathy O'Brien brings a lot of encouragement and hope, and she speaks in absolutes such as Truth, as well as the numbers game of how many of us there are, and how many PerpeTraitors there are out there. Click on the link for the article of how to unravel the threads of what is going on at the moment with the trafficking. 

I myself say, 'the Maxwell trial is only the tippety top of the top of the huge iceberg that is trafficking'.

And just for today, we can leave the whole iceberg in the hands of Divine Creator, who is doing everything at the perfect place, at the perfect time, for all of Creation. Pray for the children. I do. Every day. But I don't dwell on it. It's out of a lot of people's control, all this stuff.

Instead, I invite you to invest about twenty-five minutes in this video of Zion and Jay of Prehistoric Pets. Watch how Jay ever so gently identifies Zion's comfort zones, and encourages him to reach beyond them.  Both are incredible souls, amazing individuals...so good-hearted and positive it can't help but to influence you too.

Ross

I want to formally and officially send our greetings and best wishes for a healthy, happy, and awesome New Year. A lot of what we experience has to do with what our expectations are (he points to his forehead). Just for today, I invite you to let go of your 'ordinary, everyday expectations' and 'open up to what is incredibly possible'.  We are in times of complex change. Everyone can do their part to release what it old, and embrace the what is new, as well as by the same token, deciding for themselves what to resist and what to defend that is of the old that is still worth keeping.

I ask you to use, just for this year, as your measuring tool and benchmark, concepts of Eternal Truth. Loving your parents and honoring them. Do not steal. Love your neighbor as yourself. All of these concepts are eternal, time-tested, and generally RAISE the vibration for both parties involved in every interaction where these concepts are upheld. 

Do not give in to the emotion without having it pass the 'brain test' first. 

This is how you disconnect from the matrix (he shows a bridle being taken off a horse). 

Only go where you would like things to continue in the way they have been going. And stop what you wish to see stopped once and for all.

Together we are working with the energies. And what you can accomplish in your own realm really adds up when we take into consideration all of our efforts together!

Try to let go of what is on television, and to embrace what is of Nature and of Source and of Creator and of Me and You.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Beautiful souls who find beauty and cherish it in you.

Let Go and Let God

 

Dude there is a lot of turbulence out there in the energies. Yesterday I had a day off, and I remembered I had to send copies of my malpractice insurance to certain people with the hospitals and my billing company. This is a task I do every beginning of the year, to prove I'm insured for the year. 

Normally it's simple. But yesterday, it took hours, literally hours, to find the certificate.

I'm disorganized, apparently, both online as well as in person. It turned out, on a hunch, that the email went to a different email account. I was able to find it and send it, just before I was ready to give up.

It's maddening, living in these times. We aren't robots. We need more than technology.

And the social engineering is getting people 'ripe for harvest'--look at this article about a recent in-flight outburst--people are on the verge of freaking out. They are super easy to control when they are afraid, but now, with the fear going on for two years now, people are starting to break.

I do my best to follow 'sources'. But even then, some of my 'sources' are getting kind of 'wonky'. Jessie C and Jeff are selling 'My Liberty Stand' ...it's like some of those old things like Amway or Herbalife all over again. Yes I understand they are under the gun and can't make money in regular jobs because they are persons of 'interest' to the cabal. But it's weird. Jessie is teaching courses and even though they are probably a good thing, it dilutes the message.

Ben Fulford has done like a one hundred eighty degrees...at first Klaus Schwab was taken to Antartica under a trick and next he's taken the Khazarian Mafia out of control for the money systems...

I have to say it again, this is an information war as well as a war of the secret societies. The only thing that makes sense is what is written in the book of revelation in the Bible. And also, people who promote the study of end times in the Bible are being censored big time these days too. 

It's kind of like living in a three-ring circus I never asked to go see!

That's why you need to remember that Divine Creator still is in control. What's going on right now is above our pay scale. But being loving and helping to calm the people who are freaking out IS within out pay scale. People respond to energy.  So keep being a continuous source of Reiki. Right where you are. 

You are good people. You are awake enough to know there's something going on. And unfortunately, none of us are truly in a position to 'do something about it' to reach a definite conclusion  in the near future. Cobra asked for the meditation, enough people did it, and now what? Right? LOL. 

We had reservations to go to Disney on Christmas Eve. It was raining. And the drive there was really scary, I almost turned us back. Anthony said, 'mom, we are so close, let's just keep going'. And as it is, if you make the reservation, you need to show up.  A ticket alone isn't enough, they count who is going in to the parks. So we went. It turned out to be a beautiful day. I even saw a cloud ship right over the parks, and I knew who was in it, and it made me smile.  

I can tell you Ross is super busy and has been so for a while. Not sure how long. His presence is felt and he always makes time for our readers here with his messages. But he's busy, something is going on up there, and I can tell. 

Our message is 'don't lose hope'. 

Remember this is a team effort.

And due to security, not everyone can know every detail about the plan. Not even me, and I'm super close to Ross, I'm his Twin!

That's why it's important to let it go, and let it be in the control of Creator. You are welcome to ask Creator to help in every way you think is going to help. That's cool, to pray and petition. God will hear you. 

Otherwise do what you can to keep your energy in balance and healthy. And your connections to your loved ones too.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Angels who are guiding you on our Journey Home

There Is Always Love

 

Merry Christmas!

The holidays are a poignant time, a time upon which to reflect upon where we have traveled through life, our various journeys, our hopes, our dreams, and perhaps, the distance between where we maybe are and where in fact we would like to be...

I've been watching some Patrick Teahan videos on YouTube. Especially the dialogues. They are helping me to heal and recover from the way I was raised, in my particular family.  

But this one video by Anna a famous actress in Mexico, rocked me to my very core. It was when she was talking about how it was this person who came into her life and took away all her confidence, and how hard she's had to work to regain some of it back...

This is the beauty of healing, even in its pain...you can't heal what you don't know is there, can you?

But once you do, you know who the greatest healer of all is, right?

So, I've been having conversations with Jesus.

Honest conversations from the heart.

Jesus? I have no self-esteem, no self-confidence. I'm a mess, Jesus. I'm just like that lady Anna. 

I hurt, Jesus. I hurt like Anna. 

I had self-esteem when I was three, Lord. Then one thing after another after another and now I don't feel like I'm worth anything, not deep deep inside. And it makes me act the way I do...

(the last or next to last  blog post, Jesus was letting me just be held. That's what I've wanted my whole life, to be held, to be cherished. And my heart was soaking up all of the Good Stuff I've felt had been 'withheld' from me...)

Patrick Teahan has helped me to understand that I take a job where I'm not really appreciated, and made to work on Christmas...because of how I learned to cope with my family of origin. He has taught me that I'm an adult now, and I can see the situation in a detached way, now, and take steps to protect myself. It's not 'forever' and 'doom and gloom' patterns perpetuating themselves again and again...it's just how my childhood looked from the inside, that's all. And it happened to lots and lots of people. There's ways to get help and to be happier. Much happier...

I've also been using these issues coming up, to apply the wisdom of Hope Johnson:  we are all making this stuff up. Separation from Source is a form of Insanity. We can wake up from it any time, and remember that all there is, is LOVE. 

I would caution along the line of Jeff Brown, that to blindly do what Hope says, is a form of a Spiritual Bypass--you gloss over the not-so-great stuff, which might in fact be your honest emotions--and just go to the 'happy-happy'. Jeff talks a lot about Ascending with Both Feet on the Ground. And I tend to agree, if Earth is a school, you need to learn your lessons, and master them. There's no looking to the teacher edition and copying those answers.

Even Hope says when you have a feeling, it's a GIFT, and you can learn from it. Sad, hurtful things, will DISSOLVE on their own once you acknowledge and feel them.

A lot of times people shun the holidays because it makes them feel bad. My mother missed the point entirely of the holidays because she had money issues, we were poor, and her 'gap' was she wanted to be rich.  Those were her 'beer goggles' for the holidays. She'd call it CommerceDay and make fun of the way Americans celebrated Christmas. She would long for the days when people would just visit and bring food, back in Italy, very low-key. 

Other people, experience the 'gap' when it comes to relationship. You are alone. You wish you had everything they show like in the Hallmark Family Movie. So you are uncomfortable with the holidays because you can't really cope with the pain, and you compare yourself to others.

You don't know if there's true happiness in the family, or not. Or maybe there was something horrible in the past the family healed from. My friend Kathy, a nurse, showed me that her son got married in May. The couple was very much in love. He was thirty-nine, the bride is going into medical school.  What she disclosed, because we are close, was that her son almost died when he was fifteen months old. He had inhaled a dried flower, or the petals of it, and even though the mom knew there was something wrong, the pediatrician couldn't figure it out. Then the boy developed lung abscesses and sepsis. She and her first husband were at the hospital, and she told him they needed to pray because it looks like God is calling to take their son home. And they prayed then and there, they prayed hard. There were code blues going on with the boy. But somehow, the child made it. He was a delightful child, and ended up joining the Coast Guard. His only reaction from being little, and so sick, was he hated hospital gowns, and he would never ever experiment with drugs because he had too many in the hospital when he was in there for so long. 

What saved him, the mom said, she figured out when she was going over the bill, which was pages and pages long. She had to ask the hospital what one item was and why it was there?

It was intracardiac epinephrine.

That's how they had gotten her son back during the code blue...

I think sometimes, in this world of Spirit and Manifesting and Soul and such, as this blog talks about, we tend to either look outside ourselves, or go so deeply within, looking for 'Soulutions' as Jeff Brown or Cathy O'Brien would say. 

Sometimes the greatest gift is that yucky feeling that is welling up in the pit of your stomach. 

There is a lot of room for personal growth as a soul and as an individual in taking ownership of that feeling. 

A first step is to be humble, and tell your guides (mine is Jesus)--I failed at this...horribly...I don't know how it happened, and I'm so sad about it. Look at the situation. I don't know what to do...

Sometimes answers don't come at once. Sometimes it's more of a hint, or a nudge, a little later. I know for me, I had a lot of loving spirit hugs sent to me when I talked with Jesus about how I really feel, and how I acknowledge what a mess inside I am, and how it affects me. 

I know He is going to lead me to better things, and to healing. 

I know He can heal anything. 

Our message for you today, is to focus on the blessings. The people who are with you, right here and right now. The people who show an interest in you. The times you have warmth and you can laugh and enjoy one another. For example, yesterday, in the GI lab, as I was giving anesthesia, I was 'pimped' on who was playing that song on the radio. I didn't know. They told me it was 'Thirty Seconds To Mars' but in that room they call them, 'Thirty Seconds to The Cecum'. and it was HILARIOUS, absolutely hilarious moment shared by all of us. Of course the patient slept through the whole thing, and missed out, but, the camaraderie was there. 

Remember sometimes, feeling yucky, is a blessing in disguise. Why? It will make you want to feel better. Sometimes, Spirit will guide you to fix your circumstances. Other times, Spirit will help you adjust the way you look at the situation. 

My mom would have benefited to realize that we were just dumb kids and we had no desire for expensive things, we were happy with what we got. When we got bicycles it was so amazing and incredible to us! We felt RICH.  Maybe she wanted the expensive things. But we didn't.

I'm grateful to know my son. And to look for his talents and support him in them. Even now he thanks me for the PS5 I got him last year, or whenever it was I got it. They are still super hard to get. I don't understand video games, but I knew with the lockdowns he needed something to help him get through, and I did what mothers do...not sure how I managed but I did. 

So, remember God loves you.

The only thing that is real, is LOVE.

 Everything else is layers upon layers of perception.

Being alive is a gift, an opportunity to explore and adjust these layers of perception, which comprise of the way we look at our world. 

There's lots going on around us, every possible distraction, including Fear Porn blared at us through propaganda machines...but we are stronger, and when we wish, we can focus on our Perceptions and learn our lessons just the same.

Ross

It's been a long time since I have written. I have been working hard behind the scenes to help Carla stand on her own two feet as a teacher. This was my original goal in our lifetime together, the last one, was to help people listen to us both, both the views of the masculine and the feminine. 

Together we have made incredible progress in this regard, culminating with this blog post here, which, in my opinion, is the best one of the year. 

This is our gift to you--to take the yucky feeling and apprehension, and to turn it into a blessing you may have for your whole life, and the hereafter too.

We encourage you to meet your challenges of the coming year Head On! Directly confront them. Both within yourselves and others. 

Do not go back to the old comforts and ways you already know.

Seek fresher pastures in which you can heal.

And God wishes all of us a Merry Christmas!

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Two Teachers Who Always Put you First.

Pray!

Pray!

Pray always for Discernment.

Today we are going to talk briefly about 'the other team', TWDNHOBIAH.

We have mentioned it before, but want to make it very clear--there are two factions in the team TWDNHOBIAH.  One side is into control, and are jokingly referred to by the other faction as the 'slicers and dicers'. 

The other faction are the 'High Adepts' and they do not practice such rituals, however they do practice cannibalism. 

Within the demonic realms, there are the smaller, 'chicken shit' demons, and then the 'demonic generals' who control more and call the shots.

Unfortunately, we have been conditioned here on Earth, in our society which is run by 'The builders'--to believe we can detect evil. How? Because of what we have learned in the movies. It is ugly, it is different, and it is easy to identify.

Yes, only in the movies.

That is why we show Snow White's stepmother. She actually chooses her appearance, and her kindly old woman form is a facade to cover her quest for beauty and eternal youth.  In this guise she appears perhaps annoyed but not truly 'evil'.

You may have your ways to discern when you are around darkness. I can see it in the eyes, even in photos. I can sense it, with the energies. But this again is only within a certain 'bandwidth'.

The high adepts are very good at concealing their energy as well as their intentions. Their goal is to get people to worship them as gods. And to ignore the Divine Creator. They are highly skilled at this type of manipulation.

Kerth Barker describes one he met in his book.

Why do we speak of the Discernment prayer?

Because when it comes to the highest level of the High Adept, and the AC, it's going to be someone with genuine charisma and likability.  People are going to resonate with them. The world is being made to fall apart so the stage is set for the AC to come on the scene and 'make everything better'.

I've been watching 'Man in the Arena' on ESPNplus. It's actually very enjoyable. It's well-written and the people shown are very likable. Even Giselle. 

I've hated Tom Brady for years, ever since he left his baby mama in 2003 or 2004. But, after watching this, he's just so nice how he comes across, I have a genuine interest in him.

He isn't the AC. But this boyish charm, and likability, and charisma, that we see in the football quarterback, is the kind of phenomenon to be aware of happening and how it happens. 

Nobody knows anyone's heart except Divine Creator. We are not to judge because we can be judged. But ask the Holy Spirit to guide you, and have a general idea of how things work in both the spiritual realm, here on Earth, and as is foretold in the book of revelation. 

Remember who is the king of lies.

And who is very, very good at it.

If you get fooled, adapt quickly and return as fast as possible to Truth. 

Fortunately for us, and our team, there truly IS only one Truth.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Winning Team

How Was Your Day?

 

Every time we learn a lesson, we get a little energetic 'rest' and 'time to heal'. These are the fun times, the times where life on Earth is worth it. And I write to capture this to help you look for the signs of all the good which can come from being alive, even though we may not fully understand it.

Here is the Schumann resonance frequency link. There was lots of white yesterday. I'm a high-vibe person, and naturally I feel more at home in the higher frequencies. Furthermore, there's a full moon. I feel them, three days before and three days after. This full moon is in Gemini. That's where my moon is. To be honest, I wish the energies could be like they were yesterday, forever! 

I also feel good because Ross found a way to help me let the love inside.

Anorexics and bulimics need food, but have trouble letting it in and stay in.

Emotionally stunted people, especially those who are most likely 'a little on the spectrum', need and want love, but have trouble feeling it. They don't feel like they are 'worth it'. They have grown up with so many emotional betrayals that even good things make them wait for the other shoe to drop--from circumstances or from people. 

For the past two days, I have been feeling a flood of warm, soothing energy into my heart. I didn't realize it, but it was my 'high heart' chakra. It was filling from the front. Now it's full. And the energy continues. It's from the front and the back, going into the heart chakra. 

It is continuing as I write.

Yesterday, I was able to work at my moonlighting place. The anesthesiologists there, are truly nice people. It's surprising to see such happy, well-adjusted people helping as a team in an area where the community isn't the richest. 

It's funny because I had asked for an old friend I've known twelve years, who had moved to Tennessee and back, to 'friend' me on Linked in. I asked this day before yesterday. And then yesterday, I was assigned to work with him! He only works one Friday a month. But he's friends with my friend who lost her son and moved to Hawaii to be near her daughter. So I took a selfie of us both and sent it to her. She said it made her day. My friend is married to another in her specialty, so all three of them are in the same specialty, and this doctor worked with her husband at yet a separate hospital. It was nice to catch up on their stories. 

This is my surgeon's wife's work. She has several books on the market. She had moved with her husband to Tennessee to help him, an only son, take care of his aging parents. They both have passed now, and happily she returned here to Southern California. 

Did my friend know he would touch so many lives? Or his wife? No. 

But he's the one who operated on my cousin who was dying of testicular cancer. 

It's such a small, small world. This hospital is right down the street from where I was born, and the energy is very, very nice. 

My hospital has nice people too. It's a little different. Why? Well, at the other hospital you are paid for your time, not for your cases. And the longer you are in the hospital, whether you are working or not, you still get paid. At mine, you get paid by the 'units'--complexity and length of case--only while you are actually inside the operating room. So, people jockey for the best-paying cases and try to avoid long gaps in between the cases. 

I can't relax when I am home, even after the long commute, and I tell you freeways sure aren't like they were with Covid!  So much traffic everywhere you go! I can't relax because every night before I work, at dinner time, I have to tell my preferences for assignment to my boss. This is dependent on other people getting information to me about what's on  the schedule in the main O.R. My boss and his associate who only work surgery center are taking vacation next week. I took the room, not the highest paying, but the one my boss would take. It's a good room. The highest paying one has lots of stress too, and with being on a longer shift I didn't want to burn myself out early. My friend at work said, 'why aren't you taking the room with twelve cases???'    Because sometimes money isn't the only reason to choose!

Ross has been reminding me to look at blessings and to experience gratitude. This is the WAY to get through these difficult times. Living in the moment.

And I realize, what we are making are priceless memories, as we live. The rich relationships and the beautiful places which are familiar to us...this is what we get to take with us. When you view being incarnate through this lens, you truly see life is a wonderful gift!

Especially when you realize mastery of energies/attitudes makes life so much better all around.

On the way home, Ross asked me, 'how was your day?'  I told him. 

When I asked him how his day was, the answer was a little flustered, and I understood because they aren't really 'days' or 'units of time'.  I clarified and asked, 'how are you?' and this I could see, that how he IS is actually the combination of his mastery of energies and mental outlook--manifested. So it's like these guides in spirit are masters of keeping those plates spinning on the sticks...metaphysically.Here is a clip of Ed Brenn from the Ed Sullivan Show

I tried to ask how the projects were going. And again, the similar vague answer because in the eternal, life is different, and there's infinite time to work on things. I asked if there's challenges like in our life, and then the rest of my guides nodded and chimed in. They agreed, but said mostly it's in trying to get people to awaken. Kind of like teachers working with their students but different because these students don't know they have such teachers.

I asked if there's ever anything 'new and improved', like getting gestalts there? Nope. Nothing comes 'out of the blue'. But they take problems to solve seriously, and use a lot of instruments and measurements to quantify and track progress on it. 

I asked Ross to help me figure out where to take Anthony to dinner to celebrate finals being over? He said, 'where do you want to go?' I thought about it. And I remembered Sizzler (for straight A's and birthdays--this was almost straight A's, one B). So we went and it was very pleasant. Sizzler isn't cheap any more. But it's nice and consistent and fun. 

To give you a bit of what's on my mind these days, it's two other things besides this restoration of my heart center...First, there's curiosity on the strategy of The Art of War. I know the dark side has had plans in place and executed such plans for generations and generations. They seem highly 'organized'. Our team, at least here on the ground, not so much...Perhaps is our team doing the Art of War where you 'appear weak when you are strong'?  Could it be that most of what we see is actually hologram people and world leaders? 

I hope it.

The other is that as I learn more and more about things on Right on Radio, I realize there's massive tunnels and portals all through Gaia. Not just her surface. And that everything on Gaia, even the deep, is controlled or has been controlled by the dark ones, makes me queasy in my stomach and upset. I had thought it was only the surface...

I present both of these to Creator, and now I've said my peace, I let it go.

It's time to get ready for my weekly Sicilian class. I haven't been able to do any homework this course. I work too much. But I'm grateful for the learning. My doctor at work who's Sicilian said that I'm doing pretty good. He's happy to speak it since he only spoke it with his mother and she's passed now. He told me to look up what we eat for Santa Lucia festival. So I'll work on that too.

Ross is good, he wanted me to share my interaction with him with you, and he has nothing further to add.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Workers of Wonder! (he's spinning the plates and I am assisting him)

Reframing

 

Yesterday was a healing day.  

I knew it was on the schedule the minute I learned the day before that I would have the day off.

I didn't know if it would be painful, or not, but I was a good sport about it, and understood the importance of it in my schedule. So, I let go, and trusted Ross.

In my meditation, Ross took me to the time I was about one, when I was a Carrie the Hungarian babysitter's house. Carrie was alcoholic.

I was in the crib, beside myself, crying and crying to get her attention. I was hungry this time, but other times I was like this I was wet or cold. I was in the crib for way longer than most babies should be in a crib, this wasn't 'nap time'. It was like, 'most of the day'.

Mom and Dad paid Carrie well, everything she asked for, and also paid extra for my milk to drink. 

This was milk that she gave more to her sons than for me.

I felt the feelings. 

They weren't nice.

Finally she came, with alcohol on her breath, and helped me. That's where I learned to associate that smell with 'everything is going to be okay'...that's not a good thing for a baby to learn.

Ross, after a while, had me look at the situation differently from the abuse and neglect.

He pointed out my little body was strong, and it didn't die! That was something to give me credit for.

I also learned to speak fluent Hungarian in the process because I would do anything to get the attention of that horrible woman.

It's hard to explain it, but looking at the situation with Ross really helped me feel better and helped me put it in the past behind me.

Then came the interesting part.

Ross called forth the soul of Carrie to talk to me. 

She didn't want to come.

I was angry.

I asked her, 'why didn't you feed me?'

She winced like I had struck her with a whip. In Spirit, words are like that, thought words, because of the intuition and the Truth truly cuts like a sword.

She couldn't look at me.

She started crying because of her bad choices.

She never answered me because we both knew why, and how she never stopped.

Carrie was taken away.

Ross also gave me credit for hanging in there and for somehow putting a stop to it. My parents were able to suspect, and then figure it out, the lies that Carrie had told, and what had truly happened with me.

I had gone to Carrie from Nana Angelina because I guess I was too much work for Nana.

Once older, I was able to go back to Nana. 

I remembered how, even though Nana didn't interact with me much--I had so much time on my own while she cleaned the house--she did feed me, bathe me, and would rock me to sleep for my nap. The structure was there, and I was grateful for this.

It's a mixed bag. If I had never been baby sat, I wouldn't have been traumatized by preschool (other children aren't kind, they don't share toys, and teachers just go through the motions), I wouldn't have been raped at age four, and I wouldn't have been neglected by an alcoholic babysitter.

But if I had been with my mom, who was angry and full of hatred over our being poor, and the neighbors being too close to our house so she could hear them use the toilet, and being on diet pills that fueled her rage--I'd have suffered worse. At home there was no escape. Mom was nice to me, as long as she was working and someone else was watching me. Once she got pregnant with my sister, and she was born, mom turned into a wild animal I never knew could have been inside her. 

So, for the rest of the day, at home, I didn't think about the 'healing'. I just did what I needed to do. And I was surprised at the end of the day, how well I did with functioning, even in the emotional support for Anthony and his friend who came for lunch. I've known his friend for ages, and there was one more final yet for the friend. So I asked him, when they were sitting on the couch playing video games, 'would you like to hold our bunny rabbit?'

He was like, YES!

And she took a liking to him, he was very gentle, and got to enjoy her warm softness. After a while, he and Anthony let her hop on the floor. And fed her a carrot. She was happy and never made a mess. 

Ross showed to me, I could be a mom, the important kind, who is loving and gives support and substance to others. 

Even when the friend forgot his backpack at our home, and I had to drive back from Anthony's dentist to go open the door and get it for him. Patient, calm, and upbeat.

I sure have come a long way from my early beginnings!

Ross is a good teacher.

Be sure to let your guides and Ross help you heal when it is offered to you. You won't regret it.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Wonder Workers

Where Are You Going??

 

Where are you going?

I can tell you where I've been going...

I had thought I'd given five days to my moonlighting job. I was counting on the money. You know how they say never to count your chickens before they hatch? They say it for a good reason!

I examined the texts between myself and the scheduler. Although I had intended to commit the five days, I never actually made that final text to let them know I was committed.  So, yesterday I worked. 

Tuesday and today I don't.

But I'm being guided by someone a lot smarter than me. And I needed Monday for deep psychological healing, Tuesday to 'bounce back', Wednesday was the holiday party at the other hospital--very fancy luncheon all packed 'to go' but with banquet tables, singing carolers in costume, and decorations.  

Today I'm home. Anthony has finals. He needs his mom. Even just last night, coming home (I had planned to stay at my mom's old house just because of it's proximity to the moonlight hospital, for overnights between shifts)...I could tell Anthony appreciated my cooking dinner for him and sitting next to him watching TV. 

We enjoy watching Peyton Manning's little short documentaries on the history of the NFL. Last night we learned Elvis Presley was a big football fan. It was fun.

Today I have more healing to do, courtesy of Ross. Last night he asked me what I wanted for Christmas. He wouldn't let me get away with vague things. He wanted to know what I truly wanted. I had to really think about it. But what I would like is a genuine onsen, a Japanese bath, that's really Japanese, beautiful, and easy to care for. 

Today Ross and I encourage you to take a look around, at the things which are going on around you and everyone in the world. The 'adversary' is a military genius, and has multiple advances going on with many 'fronts'--media, medicine, economics, politics...as at the same time. The 'adversary' is working very hard to bring forth his version of a 'messiah'--the A.C. who has been groomed and is waiting in the wings.  If you ever get the feeling things/events are orchestrated and planned, you are correct. What is asked of you, especially in this situation? To remember your soul, your life eternal, and stay true to your Truth. 

If you can prepare, physically, mentally, spiritually, then that's good. 

No matter what, it's a 'storm' or 'battle', and all things like this don't last forever. There is always an end in sight. Even when it sometimes doesn't seem like it.

I've noticed a lot of suffering and loss in our community. It could be because our community has been together long enough for normal rate of suffering to happen, we just can share it? Or perhaps it's due to the plans of 'the adversary' to treat us like Job?  We have seen surgeries for cancer, loss of beloved pets, this type of struggle, in addition to the 'pandemic related' ones.  It is so crazy these times that in Germany they arrested a Santa for not wearing a mask, and here in the states, New York I think, at a Cheesecake Factory they arrested two highly-decorated veterans for not having the health pass/proof of vaccination. 

Pray to be strong. Stay connected to Source. And love those you can while you are with them. Have gratitude for everything. Even though it's a 'dark chocolate' world out there with the spiritual dynamics, not many get to witness the dynamics with their own eyes in the physical form. Remember each step brings us closer to Home where everything is Normal, eternally so.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The honeys

A Bonus Day

 

This is what it looks like outside my window right now. Stormy, with the wind blowing the trees back and forth. The rain is pouring down.

I should have been at work. I had promised this day. But at the moonlighting place, the schedulers don't talk so much among themselves. I had given this week up for them to allow someone to take vacation, at least, four days in a row. 

When I heard about the incoming storm, and I thought of my long drive, my heart sank. 

Somehow things have a way of working out. They always work out. Here I am warm inside, having slept well, with turtle beside me so sleepy for winter in her terrarium, basking in the light for warmth.

This article here speaks volumes along the lines for what I had alluded to in my last blog post:  medicine is on shaky ground and no one seems to be talking about it. By 'medicine' I mean, 'health care delivery'.  In some states, medicine has officially be 'taken over' by the military because of the presence of the National Guard inside the hospitals to replace the lost, unvaccinated workers.  It has been said that those who carried out the orders in WW2 Germany were the doctors. This makes sense as they have been rewarded by 'the system' and are highly invested in it. Remember too the goals of the Georgia Guidestones. Over seventy world-class athletes have succumbed to cardiac sudden events, some fatal, worldwide. There are advertisements for conditions we never had before on the television, for atrial fibrillation and blood clots, making these conditions household words. I'm grateful for my patients and the ability to practice still. I know it's not a given in my state. Mask mandates are going into effect again. 

Ross doesn't say to leave.

He says John 8:12, "Again therefore, Jesus spoke to them, saying, "I am the light of the world. He who follows me will not walk in the darkness, but will have the light of life."

This is very personal, but I'm going to talk to you about my emotional state the last two days. 

It wasn't good.

I was fortunate to have a bath to start both days. Today no, but yesterday and the day before, yes.

It hasn't been easy with the holidays, and my relatives who used to do Christmas for us all passed. 

I've had the tears just, ever so close to the surface but they won't come out.

I've been pondering my place in the world, and current events, and also, my life situation. 

Ross and I have a beautiful relationship...but I've been low because deep inside I can't shake the feeling that if I don't have a Life Partner here in the physical, then something must be wrong with me.

That's why this is so embarrassing to share. 

But yesterday, it was a breakthrough. Ross encouraged me to do things I wanted to do, to have a day just for me (instead of beating myself up over the housework that isn't done, and how messy the house is.)

The only chore he said to do was to pick the rest of the apples. The storm was in the air and I knew they would fall themselves from the tree and rot if I didn't. So I have a big crate full, so heavy I can barely lift it. Our apples were good this year. Many were half-eaten by the birds, many more were a little rotten, but most were still good. They have a crisp, bright, wonderful flavor of Fuji apples at the peak of their ripeness. I've made an apple side dish, not too sweet, with them twice before. Some of these I will eat for snacks and others I will juice. It was good to do physical work for forty five minutes to pick them and pick up the ones that had fallen and sort and toss the ones to keep or compost.

I actually was able to run an errand, pick up takeout for our lunch, wash the dishes (there was a sink full), clean the rabbit and her cage, and make dinner. We had spaghetti squash with pesto, and also, a homemade pizza. I put jalapeño slices on the pizza, and it was a hit with Anthony.

By not focusing on the housework, I was able to do more of it peacefully. I even cleaned the downstairs bathroom.

I like to listen to YouTube while I do tasks. And here are three very helpful ones for my situation and these times:

1. How I lost 183 Pounds
   
2. This guy is just golden, I watched like five of his videos, and they helped so much.
   
3. A day in the life of a Tibetan Polyandry family, that's right, three husbands and one wife, and their kids. It makes you stop and think about our definition of 'normal' in a big way.
   
4. Pastor Chris talks about what he is experiencing in Korea, which is like here in Los Angeles, or in Germany and other places. No papers/no pass, no entry to restaurants or other venues...
   

I remember that Ross had only given me one bit of advice...it was to become 'VERY self-sufficient'.   So what I did was look up how to take the hulls off of buckwheat (again, on the internet). I'm growing some from the birdseed. And that needs a mill. There's two kinds of grain mills. The hand crank kind, and the electric kind. It's a hard job to mill grain into flower, or take the hulls off things like buckwheat. I've heard of some hand crank ones that work, but the cheaper ones break. The other ones are old-school but last forever.  I went to the antique store to look for one, but they didn't have one. So yesterday I committed to buying it, and the attachments to mount it (a clamp) and a handle extender. I also bought the attachment for the Kitchen aid, so I have an electric option for this task too.  I have bought seed wheat to grow, and also, to eat, just in case the SHTF situation is really, well, bad. 

Yesterday, for breakfast, I made 'hash' with potatoes (which I'm growing, by the way, but these were bought), sausage, onions, egg, and arugula (I was able to pick from the yard). It was delicious and very filling. My technique of gardening is a little more like Mother Nature. Our family calls edible plants that plant themselves, 'volunteers'. So I have a 'volunteer' garden. The arugula is third-generation 'volunteer', and I have lettuce and carrots that have also 'volunteered' randomly across the yard. There's also a citronella plant (I think the American name is Lemon Verbena) that is like a mother hen over the strawberry plants, offering them shade, and the two are very happy together. Ross told me I will get strawberries this year, and I'm so excited!  My kale, and my cabbage, just keep growing and coming back. I let them sprawl and I enjoy them. So that's my 'style', different, but it brings me joy. 

My inner storm is better. It got better when I went to sleep last night. I understand I've had significant trauma, and it's healing. I would have liked extra money for today, but, it's okay, I'm worth it. I'd like to stay home always and enjoy Anthony's childhood. He's taking a shower now for school, I need to make breakfast. 

Don't be afraid.

Ross and I assure you that.

When the storms are inside, use the opportunity to learn and grow. There's so much help available!

When the storms are outside, appreciate them, as part of the way Nature heals and grows.

The newest Ben Fulford says that the White Hats are in control, they've taken over everything. I'm not clear if it's true 'White Hats' or one group of Luciferians kicking out the other. But at least I've made it through my 'make it to Christmas' guidance from Ross, and now I'm focusing on strawberry season, which in these parts is February. 

Ross

I want to gently tell you that you are loved and guided. Just like with me with Carla. You have your guides. It is vitally important for you to spend time with them, and RELAX and LET GO. Your challenges are daunting when you think about them. But when you relax your heart with LOVE you are able to go 'the extra mile' in your 'Call of Duty' (he holds a controller in his hand, to remind us that this too, is 'just a game' but we are playing in it.)

Remember what is real.

I love you.

I want to call your attention to this:  Triumph by Akiane  Read the words in the description of the painting, and see how they apply to us at this critical time.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Cupcakes (Ross' idea, not mine lol)

Awakening Truth?

Yesterday I had lunch with a colleague. We spoke freely and honestly about life in medicine. He said how he, like me, came from an academic background, where you had to take vacation every two months, only one week at a time, but you had to take it, and how 'sometimes it really helps to get far away and not think about anesthesia for a week and clear your head.'

I was thinking about that. We were both discussing how difficult it is to get coverage (someone to work for you while you are away). One woman asks to be a certain call number (good pay) for all five days she covers! This is unreasonable demand, no one who works gets such good days in a row!

In the meantime, I just took a walk in my garden, the first one in a week. I've been that busy!

I realize that the last twenty years of my life have flown by, and a lot of it is because of compartmentalization. I can't really even remember it, except generalities, because so much of the time has been spent in the O.R., where everything is pretty much the same from one day to the next. 

Today I'm going to share with you a little of the fragility of the medical/healthcare system, from first-hand knowledge, and also, the emotional toll working in healthcare takes on the individual. It's better to have inside knowledge, and prepare accordingly, than to believe the lies society wants us to accept.

This is the lie.

I must admit after reading a First Aid handbook, I too, fell for it. That there are ways to fix everything, and that there's good, honest people working to make cures happen. 

What is the Truth, on the 'front lines'?

Well, shortages are one of them. there's always been a shortage of some sort in the last twenty years. right now, at my hospital, we lack local anesthetic with epinephrine added. We have to add it ourselves. At the surgery center next door, they have it. I understand from memos from pharmacy that hydralazine i.v. (a blood pressure lowering medicine) and metronidazole i.v. (an antibiotic) are in very short supply now too.

We have equipment shortages, both on the anesthesia side and the surgery side. But usually it's something we can 'work around'.

From what I hear, our competing hospital in our same town is on the verge of falling apart, but the administrators act like nothing is wrong. They have had to close their surgery center due to lack of staffing. The ICU had fourteen nurses quit. And this is the place that offers like a one thousand dollar a day stipend to nurses to work in the ICU, on top of their regular hourly pay. Websites nurses use to rank job conditions have said the place is a 'no go' zone, so now, they don't go.  As a surgeon described it, they can't coordinate to effectively deliver healthcare anywhere in the system at that hospital, including the O.R.   This place is like a county hospital, and they take all of the CalOptima (Medi-Cal) and similar patients. 

While their hospital system is teetering on the edge, mine has some issues at both facilities I work, with breaking/falling apart medical equipment. For example, the anesthesia cart has been used so much, the drawers don't pull right, and tip not the cart over, but tip inside the drawer as if it is going to fall on the floor. Mind you, these carts are made to be indestructible!  I've seen handles fall off the carts, with stylets bent to create makeshift ones. We ran out of suction tubing and are using different ones at my hospital. It's just so much mileage on the car it's nearing the end of its useful life...

There's only so much resilience in us, as anesthesiologists...my mentor is slowing down/retiring soon, because, as he put its, 'he can only take so much more of people trying to die on him'...

That's how it is. Unhealthy people, sick people, are very unstable and need lots of care, above and beyond the healthy ones. And even the ones who are healthy or so it seems can have issues once they are asleep on the table...

One surgeon was yelling at me. I'm in good company. My colleague told me how a patient (this surgeon is noted for not having good work-ups on patients pre-op for their safety) was coding or very near coding with a different, cardiac anesthesiologist at the helm. The anesthesiologist was preparing to resuscitate the patient, the code blue cart was wheeled into the operating room, and there may have even been chest compressions going on. 

The surgeon, oblivious, was asking if he could just put in a little scree while they were working on the patient?

The anesthesiologist said, 'that's not the way it works. This patient is dead or about to die very soon. I need to resuscitate them before you can work on them.'

This surgeon, actually, had retired. But lost lots of money in the stock market. And it appears that the interest in people like this one--perhaps not necessarily this one--are that they want to be able to bill the patient and that's the extent of the interest they have in the patient... My colleague and I considered it shameful to have it reach that point...

For me, my patient didn't have an i.v.   It had infiltrated on the floor. The night nurse left the problem for the day nurse who came on shift at 0700, then this one left it for me. The patient was NPO for surgery, and was very dry because there had been no i.v. fluids.  

I tried everywhere to get an i.v. 

Patient was screaming every attempt, due to dementia. 

Finally the PICC line nurse came in. Got one. But it barely flowed. It was just enough to get the patient to sleep and then it blew entirely too. 

I was trying to get a central line in but the PACU RN who had just came on shift was also a life-flight nurse, and was able to get one before me. But during the case, it too stopped working. It stopped due to a kink but I didn't know. The tubing was all bent. She was able to put one in the foot, a second one, and I was able to unkink this main i.v. 

Actually even the blood pressure wasn't measuring at the beginning of the case. I had excellent bounding pulse ox traces, and normal EKG. I knew the patient was perfusing. But there was no BP cuff working, it was mechanical. So the surgeon wanted to proceed with the case! I was like, this isn't possible without a working BP cuff! A new tubing from the machine to the cuff was brought in and then it worked...

This was my memory of my mom. 

It's the predominant one...her anger and her vicious attacking me, and my being withdrawn and trying my best to ignore it. 

It's a shame I don't remember the good things. If I use logic I'm thankful for her washing my clothes and driving me places and getting me lessons and helping to pay my rent when I was in college. 

She was definitely not my best friend.

The thought occurred to me perhaps God used her to train me for my life in the O.R., just like my violent uncle who would beat my cousins unconscious and bloody in the bathroom prepared them for their life in the stunt industry? 

All I know is, it's not good for my energy system, and I do my best to mitigate the effects of the workplace on myself and others.

Yesterday when I told the team we would be taking time for lunch, no questions asked, they were so thankful. I was told that other anesthesiologists call behind the team's back, and tell the surgeons to move up. They are that greedy. 

Just recently we had patients and their family members who were really inappropriate in how they treated the healthcare team.

One refused an i.v. and ended up needing transfusions in childbirth due to complications.

Another one the nurse told me the family member was 'a little strange and in your face too much' but was okay to me since I was the doctor. Lots of people treat nurses and others 'differently' from doctors...

The dementia patient couldn't help but be difficult, they weren't really fully 'there' to comprehend the situation of the broke bone that needed to be fixed.

The husband was uncommunicative but the wife harassed the surgeon over the gallbladder needing to come out (husband was septic, advanced disease of gallbladder, very clear indication for it needing to go.)

I've seen too patients who won't make up their mind about the surgery, they say yes then no and cancel and then reschedule during the same hospital admission.

I do my best to be calm, and the Reiki helps, but it can only go so far. 

This is just in the workplace.

You add to it the 'Ascension', the whole deal with the NWO and that agenda, and the increasing control over things..the rising prices...everything is a bit 'too much'.

No wonder why I need rest and relaxation? No wonder why I haven't made any progress in the Christmas department, except Friday night I took Anthony to the mall to buy gifts for others on his dad's side of the family before it was a last-minute thing?  It was a lovely outing. And we found some really nice toys for the children in the family.

Our tree only has one string of lights on it. No decorations. And I haven't switched out the china to the Christmas one like I do every year. It's cheap Oneida from Big Lots I bought twenty years ago, but it means a lot to us...

I like to watch YouTube videos. I have to watch them after I eat. I can't go right to bed. Last call, I skipped dinner because it was eight when I got out of the O.R.   It's funny, my surgeon was throwing a party, none of us were invited, and he was in a hurry to go. But I didn't even eat except for energy bars and jerky I keep in my bag. It was enough for me. But strange coincidence. I don't even fight it any more, my 'I deserve meals' because that's how it is in my industry. You just don't eat. It's like camping really. 

I watched some fascinating ones about a woman who grew up in the coldest place in the world,Yakutia in Siberia. You could throw boiling water into the air and it freezes instantly (-60C is the temp). 

I watched another in the series of this guy who drives around bad parts of town and homeless places, this one was from Santa Ana near where I've been living since residency...I realized that communities are truly a reflection of the prevailing vibration/mental thought patterns of those who live there. It's not just the money/lack thereof. It's the mindset of the people who are living there and experiencing it. Here, there's beautiful homes, well-kept, and most people doing what they can to live their own lives, in what is basically a third-world country in the middle of this area. It's not like the United States exactly...it's hard to explain unless you've been there. Rich in culture is a nice way to say it, I suppose?

I saw a Gregory Decapolite about a massless man in a church, where he praised God for having the timing so perfect...he was able to take communion and if it had been ten seconds one way or thirty seconds the other it wouldn't have worked out...

I'm grateful for things like that that make us think of God.

Graffitinati on instagram posted his Twitter post about how people are looking for someone to come and save them, but many of the 'truthers' are heavy pot smokers who just are on computers...so...Trust God to save you. It's not like these truthers are an army trained and ready to take over anything. Even though they are wonderful people like himself and are doing what God wants them to do.

I always am happy to see someone pointing towards God.

I also really liked this nun...Mother Miriam

How I cope is Instagram. I follow the quokka sites. Look at their smiles!  

I also look at beautiful photos from Japan, Switzerland, Italy and France. It helps me to appreciate what is still beautiful and good, not just with the planet, but with the people who capture these images and share them with the world. There's so many places I wish to see, and the list keeps growing longer!

Ross

Here we go with Carla and her Quokkas!

If you see the latest by ReallyGraceful it might seem like not anyone is going anywhere near Australia anytime soon, especially if not um, 'poked in the arm', doesn't it?

But as Mother Miriam says, this is a wonderful time to be awake and preparing for the coming of the Lord.

There are TWO 'Lords'.

There is the AC.

Then there is the Real Thing.

You can't have one without the other.

Do your absolute best to be a good person.

Avoid persecution if at all possible, but if it is your fate, then so be it. 

I want to invite you to ponder what Carla is communicating to you, is this a form of persecution, to be working various weekends and holidays under such working conditions (twenty-four hour call?) in order to be able to survive?

I invite you to look further at yourselves, at how much of this 'struggles and challenges' you have learned to overcome with grace and dignity in your day to day lives?

In this, I want you not to be afraid, for there are many so-called 'degrees' of 'persecution' and what you have been able to overcome, and what people in the five most dangerous places to live--extreme heat, cold, altitude, and other things--have adapted and learned to thrive!

And spiritually, if you understand fully the comparison to life as you experience it 'there', and how things are 'here' in the Higher Realms--you are the toughest of the tough and the strongest of the strong to help liberate the people here on Beloved Gaia at this place in time!

I want you to go out today and do something you enjoy. Only for yourselves. I want you to congratulate yourself on having made it this far in our journey. And to celebrate with all your heart what is to arrive! It will be the Ultimate, the getting rid of all that is not worthy of the Face of God, our loving Creator.  In this it is the Ultimate 'Decluttering' in a Spiritual sense.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Beautiful Souls

Tend and Befriend

 

Just a few very quick thoughts for today.

The apple is a powerful figure in our Spiritual History. Supposedly this was the fruit from the Tree of Life, that Eve and Adam ate? In some children's bibles it looks like that, instead of, let's say, a Durian or Jackfruit lol.

But the apple can be used to heal.

Here is an example.

The mind-set of some people is very, highly, oppositional to other groups at this time. It's the 'programming' on mainstream media and alternative media. They can't stand anyone who doesn't think like them.

But, with some individuals, it is possible to bridge the gap.

You never talk about the differences with these people who are 'unduly influenced'.

You just re-establish or build a friendship over it.

Human connection is more powerful than these mind games in the end.

I needed a worker for a chore around the house, and this person gave me a recommendation. 

This person had extra fruit that I welcomed.  I said I'd use it to make margaritas.

I was given a bag of very clean fruit in a bag from the nicest ethnic restaurant in town. 

I actually used it to make the lime honey ginger salt remedy. And shared that. Much to my friend's surprise.

Then I asked if the family would enjoy some fresh ripe apples? I had picked them over the weekend. I washed them, and put them in double Chinese takeout shopping bags from the dumpling house near where I buy the bitter melon.

Now there is warmth when before there was none, due to the politics.

I've heard that cannabis isn't permitted for MK Ultra victims because it breaks the programming. That one makes you feel much love and warmth too.

Remember we can hurl that weapon of 'Apples'--right back into the fray--and with our Consciousness, our Spiritual Awareness, and our Hearts--repair what has been broken in our human families.

I know programming appeals to fear. And that people resort easily to their comfort zone of fear. My friend could turn on me. That's not the goal or objective. The objective is to get them to think twice before or after they turn. Have some good valid reasons, of substance, why what is said in the media about 'certain groups' is Not True. 

Here's an alternative, which, I present for you to compare:

It's from Magenta Pixie, who I generally enjoy and admire for the most part, she's awesome:

"If you are ignorant and uneducated enough to believe the reason we now have more restrictions is because of people who have not had the V then that is one thing & you are entitled to your opinion. If you post about it however for all to see as we scroll past that it something else so expect to be unfriended or blocked by those very people you are blaming. If this is what you believe you are directing your anger at the wrong group of people. I can't believe anyone can actually fall for this narrative but sadly they have, I have seen the posts today. Eventually you will know the truth, until then keep your thoughts to yourself before you post something that is, quite honestly, insidious. Unity is the only way we regain our freedoms and turning against the aware, health conscious, knowledgeable and sensible people in this world is not the way to achieve that.

Is this true? looks like it.

Is it the energy of separation? looks like that too.

In her case, it's a barn fire in her social media, her field of battle, which is different. She has to stop the fire or it will dilute her efforts. 

She describes the difference between the two ideologies very, very well.

What does the Bible say?

It's coming and no one can stop it, the Mark of the Beast. 

Christians will be persecuted.

Like in the Old Days.

But Ross says not to be afraid. He will strengthen us.

Three ideas.

What can you change? Yourself.

Can you Be Love to those who have succumbed to the 'influence' around you?

Of course you can!

Remember to Be Love, and also, to Set Limits when it is indicated, like Magenta.

And to fast and pray for the best possible outcome, for the most souls to be saved, before we reach a point, Biblically, where no more can be saved at that point in time where it's finished.

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aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

Divide and Conquer?

 

Two friends of mine had surgery yesterday. One requested me to do his anesthesia for him...this is the second time I've done his anesthesia. 

Another friend was requested by someone else. He gets a lot of requests. But two rooms at the surgery center were requests.

It turns out a hand surgeon, her father was having surgery, and she requested this other anesthesiologist. She might have requested me, too, we are close, but I was already requested.

She was so happy for us taking care of her father that she bought lunch for the entire facility! Kabobs and salads and rice. 

I went with my plate out into the hall, and I sat on the shelf where a hospital phone used to be. 

It wasn't bad eating by myself. It was kind of nice to avoid the chit chat.

But it looks terrible for the patients in the office building who walk by. The women's restroom is right THERE, next to it.

Some people, younger ones, talked about lunch being good, or it being a nice place to eat lunch. Some said nothing.

One, who knows me, commented on my choosing to eat there, and I confided it's not my choice. She changed the subject.

But the old of the old, an eastern european woman, who was having her daughter help her walk  on one hand and a cane in the other, commented, '...not even a chair!' with disapproval to the workplace for not providing adequate facilities for the workers. 

She was the only one who was right, morally.

Many times, we forget we are One.

A weakness is, 'if I am okay, then everything is okay.'

Actually, that promotes the false concept of separation between beings--because we can't SEE the energy which we share, people presume we are separate.

Satan will twist this evilly, and will either coerce you to do something to save your life, or that of someone you care about. And you will do some hideous thing, horrific, to the victim. That's how Luciferians roll. They laugh at weakness and goodness and love to corrupt people.

Furthermore, this is like walking on the edge of a knife, because SOME people have a tendency to take advantage (another symptom of 'separation belief') and many good hearted people fall into the trap of being codependent and enablers. People who rightly understand Oneness get burned and burned bad in this situation.

Watch for this around you, and do what you can to instill the belief that we are One, and that All Is Well, and further, that God our noble Creator--Divine Mother and Divine Father--love each of us infinitely. Even those who take advantage.

It's kind of like a bad trip on drugs, living here with the ego and the sense that we are no longer One. It's a nightmare. But like all nightmares, eventually, they end!

Thank you for answering our call.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple