It Affects Everyone

 

Tonight I was watering the yard. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Almost transparent, not like this photograph above, was a column of flying gnats. There were so many! I squirted the hose at them to make them disperse. It didn't work. I tried again and again to ground those nasty insects. I had to give up. They moved a little higher but that was it. I am sure I killed some of them, but the sheer numbers of them and their instinct is what made me abandon efforts and walk away. 

It reminds me of TWDNHOBIAH. They are almost invisible, they are doing something together under the radar, and nearly impossible to make go away. 

Recently it was Alexandra Meador's birthday. I remember her husband Steven was in early October. Last I was in contact with them, things were not good. It was a difficult union and looked ready to dissolve. But I noticed I had not heard anything from Alexandra in a long time. GalacticConnection hasn't had anything in a long time. The website was gone. There was a YouTube of Alexandra in 2018 talking about how soon we would have everything reach Ascension. 

Steven hadn't posted anything either. 

I looked at the people who have passed--Sheldan Nidle (I recall), John Smallman, Dolores Cannon...Then there are people who have disappeared, or stopped posting because of the heat--The Black Child, Gaia Portal, Ron Head (he has slowed down)...times are different now, especially after 2020. I felt sad about this. Thankfully Creator Messages is every day. I  have slowed down too. 

What we are dealing with is a group, TWDNHOBIAH, who believe that abuse and MK Ultra type programming 'strengthen the individual'. They have a different playbook. They have mastered betrayal, torment, torture (physical, mental, psychological, spiritual, sexual). The repercussions are far-reaching.

Let us talk about a survivor of trafficking, Melissa Ryce, in Australia. The types of abuse she describes are horrifying. One of the worst to me was how she was kept in a holding building with other children, naked, no food, and they had to sleep on the floor. She knew and counseled a younger child (Melissa was five or six herself) to keep clean by braiding the hair and using the spit to clean the skin, and to smile. Because the people buying them would choose them. By being 'useful' she and the other girl were able to live. But the cross, unhappy, dirty children who were not chosen probably did not make it. 

While Melissa shares, her word goes out to others, mostly people who want to offer support like me, but also, to other survivors. They realize the injustice is worth talking about. Perhaps in the comment section. Perhaps to those close to them. Perhaps to create their own social media. 

Awareness grows.

Then we add to it movements like Tell Somebody. There people who were not raised in the system share their stories of being violated and abused. Many have written a book and promote it. But others are just trying their best to deal with a difficult situation they survived. The saddest one was a sister who didn't realize, nor did the mother, that the estranged father had been sexually abusing the boy in the darkest way on the weekend visits. The boy grew and committed suicide. It wasn't until going through his personal effects and journals, after a cousin who was also abused by the same abuser, tipped them off. The guilt they feel is endless. 

This is a ripple effect. 

As more people share, others who have been keeping secrets feel supported and safe enough to share. There is nothing to hide. My point is that those with 'weaponized trauma'--TWDNHOBIAH--are outnumbered by the 'everyday trauma'--domestic violence, child abuse, addiction, and I am sure there is more to mention but I can't think of it now. We also have trauma on a bigger scale, societal fear that is definitely non-accidental!

Everyone is traumatized in one way or another. Some a little more, others a little less, a few really really a lot. The gnats are not going to go away. The victims need to feel safe first. They need to feel listened to, cared about, and believed. Then they need time, plenty of time.

In my immediate life before this, I lived in a room with no windows. I never left it. I was a kitten--so mind controlled that when I looked in the mirror I saw a white kitten face, not a human. I was taught gently and steadily to perform what child prostitutes do. I ate from a bowl on the floor that had red jello like substance in it. I had a bowl of water too. I went to the bathroom in a litter box.  I slept on the floor on a little mat with no pillow or blankets. When I did well I was given toys, like a doll to play with. But also, there were many sex toys available to me and I used them. I suspect the room had a live stream in it for people who paid money. I could tell you more but I would rather not. It ended when a client who was in love with me choked me to death before I could finish puberty. As I floated up out of my body I looked down and thought 'what a pointless life that was!'

It wasn't. It was one of the most valuable ones because I experienced TWDNHOBIAH from the inside. From there, you don't know any better. They tell you what to do. And you are rewarded for doing it. If you mess up, they let you know and expect it not to happen again. You don't feel. You don't have feelings good or bad, because they were not developed, your emotions. You look at everything like a problem to solve, a situation to where you think how to best apply your skills. There is no guilt, there is no shame, and there is no pain because you are used to it. 

It took me a long time to heal from that. It affects you in a subsequent life. I am thankful to be healed. 

For another example, have my mother. She was born in war in Italy. They were starving. My grandmother went hungry so my mom and uncle could have food. Some food was odd, like sheep eyeballs and rats. Mom didn't know better, but she learned to like them. She would drink blood from animals that were butchered. As she came to America she realize she couldn't eat those things any more. Her earliest experiences were having to run to the nearby caves to escape the bombs, having her head shaved because of lice (they poured gasoline on her head), and crazy games like setting a rat's tail on fire to see it run real fast. 

I used to think that the influence was in the stories she told me about herself when I was little. But also, I was there, as an egg that was not yet formed completely. It affected her DNA and then in turn affected mine--the stress of war. A similar concept would be the grandparents who lived through the Great Depression and saved every penny and lived frugally. One way or another it affects the following generations. 

Ross

I will step in for a while. Carla is hungry and has waited for her dinner in order to write to you because it is important. 

I will simplify as Carla asks of me.

Remember our forefathers who did everything they could to live a good life, and to help you. 

I want you to go back through your ancestors, and settle on one who was Holy. Really truly a good soul who lived a good life no matter what the constraints. 

I invite you to look back on all that has darkened the DNA/lineage energetically along the descendants going all the way to you and your children. 

Open your heart.

Ask for the blessing and the Divine Intervention of your Holiest of Ancestors. You can go back to Abel if you feel that your lineage was compromised back in the early times. 

I want you to forgive yourself and those who hurt you. It has been one huge mess, with layers of trauma upon generations. One big ugly mess. 

And none of it is real! That is what I have been telling you for ages! For you are in a dimension where things like this can happen, but nowhere else in the universe is it possible! Earth life is the aberration, the nightmare or the dream depending on how you wish to call it.

Then let it go. Whether you think it was real or not, I invite you to separate yourself from it (do not keep mulling it over and over in your head like that's what he said and that's what I should have said, etc. etc.). 

Allow the rest of your life experience to cleanse you and uplift you. 

You are doing amazing, incredible things. I am so very proud of you for how far you have come. Not just for you, but for your entire string of ancestors.

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Aloha and Mahalos, 

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Twins and one of whom is hungry at the moment!

Coming Together

 

Good morning! 

Yesterday was a beautiful day. I am starting to see evidence of the process we have been in for most of my adult life, a process some people may call the 'awakening'.  It took a while for me to awaken even though there had been inklings of Truth here and there my whole life. It was Cobra's Red Pill that really launched my awareness of the things that are 'hidden in plain sight'. 

As I rose to my post, in my heart and in my mind, I wanted a fast, lightning like increase in awareness of everyone across the globe. I wanted use to leave this space and ultimately anchor heaven down to Earth.  STAT. 

Then it was like slogging through the mud, the waiting, the lack of a big event, the endless promises of something happening for the better. I lost the high levels of hope I once had. I became a black pill for a long time, but then again, hope in a thin layer was always present.  

To pass the time I kept my heart and mind working to learn more, to make connections, and to support those who are educating others. I kept watching videos and reading what I could, especially content from survivors. I have mentioned my favorites already this is not the point.

Yesterday I saw the first video, so succinct at explaining connections I had to watch it three times in a row. Here is the link. The information is dense, and yet exactly what glues together the teachings of Jessie Czebotar and the 'seals' of various cities. I had wondered why she goes to such lengths to explain the symbolism on them. They look harmless. When she ties things back to Ashteroth or Leviathan I was like, wow that is a stretch! No. It isn't. It is how they communicate contracts with spiritual beings who oversee Earth, and according to the man in the video, how they keep track of the royal bloodlines. He also explains why it is important. They want to keep the DNA of regular humans out, as well as build stronger fruits of their lineage.

That is when it occurred to me:  everyone speaking their truth, living their truth, is a testament to Divine Creator. It is moving forward towards the awakening. All of us. And it is so scattered and efficient that no amount of censorship could stop it. 

This is very relieving to me.

At the same time, I am sensing a 'frog in the pot of boiling water' trend with the technology. We are slowly moving away from a time where humans were in control of social and business interactions like when I was young. I knew the butcher, the pharmacist, the checkout lady at the grocery store and they knew me. What is a weakness in that system is that one can override the 'system' and 'bend the rules' when needed. 

That isn't the case at the new hospital parking lot. I work many places now, and one of them is very new. The other sister hospital has a parking office and you can go there to buy daily parking passes, or buy them online. Only I am having trouble finding the website. At the new hospital, you take a ticket, and when you leave, you must show the QR code to the scanner built into the post. Then you tap your credit card, and the boom goes up for you to pass. There are no humans anywhere! I suppose there is a push button to intercom for help, but even then, it is so cold, distant, and robotic. 

At the grocery store the other day I went before work, and it was too early for human cashiers. We had the clerk manning the four self-checkout machines. 

I am not sure if you have noticed but there are cameras everywhere. And according to a person posting about a lawsuit against a big theme park in the area, facial recognition technology is used not only at the entry gates but throughout the park. It monitors the biometric data, not only the face. It looks at your gait, your size, and location. The lawsuit says that it is sensitive information, like a password, and can't be stored or taken without consent. Only now the same park has signs up that say we are taking this. So entry equals agreement, right? 

I am watching these two trends weaving together, one of subtle control mechanisms like a trap being set, and the other of freedom and awareness. See if you can ferret out themes along these lines in your own life. Remember a lot of the survivors are risking their own lives to pass along this information. And be thankful that this information is still available on platforms.  Stay close to Creator, taking time to be one on one, soul to soul, heart to heart, for it will strengthen you. 2030 is less than five years away, and a lot of major planning is based on that--from both factions! Show time is on the way!!

Enjoy the show.

That is enough for today.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The ones who love you unconditionally BIG HUGS

Like Fire and Stone

 

Some things are not what they seem.

There are many of us here who are observing ongoing current events with a watchful eye. 

We know that appearances are not the Truth. We also understand that Actions and Behavior are closer predictors of the actual Truth than listening to words.

Yet today, I have been invited to use words to describe a Truth that is the element in the room.  Even though we have been promised that once the actions and ways of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart are addressed by Spirit, it will seem as if it happened in an instant and has no lasting effect.

Au contraire!

For those who study, as in Historical Events, there is a lot to understand and interpret. We are talking about a system that has existed for millennia, passed down from generation to generation. These systems are interconnected and international, operating behind belief systems they do not even believe! They just use them to discredit the survivors and control them.  The psychology behind it is abhorrent but fascinating. And other realms, such as control of the masses, the establishment of financial systems and policy, even politics (and hidden ones who pull the strings on the puppets)--there is a lot to study. 

So for those who are observing from team TWDNHOBIAH, it is clear that your goal is to turn all of this information into a 'hero story' ultimately. And to quell the opposition and if you can't get ones to join your philosophy then to destroy them.  The History Books will be written by you. 

As someone who looks toward the defeat of TWDNHOBIAH and is pragmatic, there are millennia of examples of what NOT to do. The History Books will be written accordingly. There is fascination and respect for the body of work that has been running how everything works in society without getting 'caught'...in other words the ability to be hidden in plain sight. Just like a physician who studies what is abnormal in order to be able to treat it. 

As a sign, I just saw two hawks outside flying together, circling in the air, and landing on a branch together. They were hunting black crows. It appears they got one after appearing to rest on the branch--it is just out of my field of view. 

All is not lost. It is going to change. In my opinion, for the better, but for all it is worth, it is an opinion shared by many, and certainly, most who read this.

One can only fight against LIFE for so long. Spiritual Life, Psychological Life, Physical Life, Emotional Life...all LIFE. Life is bigger and it will win. Last night I realized another reason why those who do terrible crimes against children do so--there is no accountability (creation of new Life), little risk of catching a communicable disease. Then if you add the layer of making the young brain receptive to control, and yet another layer of the traumatized reenacting their trauma by becoming abusers...that explains a lot behind the success of team TWDNHOBIAH. They hate Life, as Life was intended, and skew it to meet their own unhealthy desires. It is really obvious when you stop to think about it. 

There are so many blessings waiting to be bestowed upon all of us. Both teams. I hope to see the resolution and emergence of Heaven throughout the galaxies and cosmos and ultimately, Planet Earth. Remember it was not 'all for nothing' if you are on team TWDNHOBIAH.  Your efforts added to the knowledge and will be remembered for all of history.  When will the next steps happen? I do not know. I only know I was asked kindly to share this information today before work.

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Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

I Am Feeling Better

 

It has taken some time to emotionally process a loss I should have processed a long time ago. But survival and avoidance have a way of displacing that. Softly, in the background, just like my anti-virus software on my computer, protection and progress has happened in my heart.

It feels deadened, the painful memories. When I remember them, I think, 'that was hard' and 'that was really difficult' but nothing more. Gone is the need to almost vomit, gone is the gut-wrenching agony I remembered as if it was yesterday. 

Now what?

I talk with my teams. Last night before I went to sleep I was asked, 'what would you like?'

I didn't know. 

Honest.

I struggled. 

So easily my thoughts go to gratitude. Yesterday I found our backyard turtle had flipped during a long work shift. One the back for the whole night plus who knows how many hours during the day. The terrified turtle had peed everywhere--Mojave Desert Tortises hold their urine most of the time they have quarts of it. Pee was dried on the cement and all over the poor creature. Poop as well. I was so thankful I stopped to check after putting the food plate out for the day. I scrubbed and washed and soaked the turtle, not once but twice because soaking helps them get their moisture back and fill that urine tank inside the shell. Winter is coming and before 'hibernation' (brumation is the proper term) they need to be very healthy and prepared. 

Gently, I was reminded the question was, 'what do YOU want to have happen indefinitely in the the future?'

Again, I felt gratitude for my work and my home and my hobbies, and I hoped for it to continue.  You see, baseline 'normal' for me is for horrible things to happen, life-shattering things, because of the imprint from Ross's death so many years ago. Expect the worst and be prepared. It is a defensive psychological strategy. So...I am being gently asked to let that go, and to be more 'proactive' towards love and happiness I suppose?

I want to have pancakes this morning. I thawed the batter. And last night I wanted an easy dinner, one I had made, that I didn't have to put in a lot of effort. I thawed a frozen leftover, bangers and mash, and then put it in the oven to cook. Yesterday I wanted to read. I did not have the chance but today I will. Small, day to day things, I am just starting to be able to handle. After adulting and also through getting myself into my work, and especially after being a parent, my life had been driven by a 'to do' list, and by fighting any fires that needed to be addressed.

I had two particularly nasty fires to be put out recently. One involved a survey on the computer that was mandated by the government that I had been asked to do in early June and I had put off. The other was a question from the IRS regarding the 2024 taxes.  Both are done in record time now that I set my mind to it!

The suggestion from Spirit was to spent the day tending to the garden. I love that. My garden isn't beautiful in the traditional sense. But it is beautiful to me. Things grow, and I am excited about them. My plan was to have a garden that is like nature, it re-seeds itself and changes with the seasons. I did get the nudge to put flowers all in the border by the fence, and to keep things that grow in the planter boxes.  I sensed to take the compost out of the compost bins and spread it certain places to prepare the flower beds. 

What do I want in the more distant but still not too far future? A nice Christmas. For good happy times with my family and friends. To exercise on a more regular basis (today since I am off I am going to walk after meals).  I had been told by Spirit earlier in the year to go to the beach as often as possible, and I did not go even one time. The swells have been really strong this season, there have been drownings and people being swept out to sea, so perhaps my doing things closer to home is justified? Hopefully I can start going and walking at the beach again this autumn.

Hearts break.

Mine has been completely broken for millennia. I am talking not just pieces but crushed powder not too different from cremation residue! I don't have to carry it that way any longer, my teams do not want me to and it is clearly no longer required of me. But it is there. While I was helping the turtle yesterday, I was talking to it. I sat for a while next to it in the sunshine and shared how worried I had been and how happy I was it was still alive. I changed the wood pile it had been climbing so it can't climb. I also reached out to knowledgeable people, and learned that male turtle do this, they go a little crazy in mating season and get themselves into trouble exactly like mine.  When I was soaking and scrubbing the turtle in the afternoon when it was warmer to get the last residues of nastiness off him, I was singing and totally immersed in his care. I set him on the ground and used the wet rag to take water from the washtub and sprinkle it on him like rain, over and over and over, singing the whole time. Just everyday tunes I changed a little to fit the situation, putting in words like 'turtle' and 'soaking' where they would fit.  I also told him the story of how his old mom was my first friend from the block, and she had to move all the way to Texas. That is why she asked me to take him, and I care for him for her as well as for him. 

There is a lot of love in my heart.

I think that is what hurt the most when Ross died. It stopped flowing.  Our situation changed. The connection was always there between us, it cannot be broken. It was sad when things soured between us at the end of our time together. It was horrifying to learn what he was capable of in the middle of our time together (telling me me my newborn son had died in childbirth and sending him off to be raised by strangers to protect his legacy, and more). There was so much pain in my existence! Being a woman was not the best, Ross had been most kind and generous in treating me as an equal, a partner, and sharing what he knew as a friend to me. More so in the early times, when it was just the two of us. But to have it stop when words were unsaid was cruel. Even in the depths of mourning and despair, in the panic of trying to keep my family alive and in hiding from those who sought to unalive us, and in the shock trauma of the soul ever since, the truth is, I never stopped loving him. I only stopped being able to express it. 

There has been a lot of work on me learning to find my voice. To celebrate who I am after our life together where I was basically in the shadows to everyone but him. And later, to him too. His life took on its own meaning and being paired with me was not even a second thought. I was there like a chair or a pot or a candle, my heart had no bearing on what he did. After the inevitable, life went on. I struggle. Even though I am struggling, this stretch it is without the burden of the old pain. I struggle like an infant learning to walk. I fall regularly. Then I get up and do the same things again, a little better. One day I will walk. And after that I will run!

What brings me joy is being connected to others with my heart. My patients. My colleagues. My family and friends. These connections fill what was once empty and devastated beyond recognition. The pancakes are now calling me. I hope you don't mind if now I go. Thank you for your caring and reading. Your heart is the sweetest part of the aftermath of Ross' going away. It has sustained me for millennia. May all blessings from Spirit rest upon you. It has been a long journey for us both. You have been there the whole time. I always knew and responded to your presence in my life (lives). I am sorry I was in too much pain at times to let you know before now how much I love you back.  Thank you for loving me.

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Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The couple who is eternally wed

Formidable Opponents

 

This morning I was woken up with a message. The other team models themselves after the dark wolf. It is a matriarchy that is hidden in the patriarchy, according to Spirit. No longer are wolves classified as being led by the alpha male. It is the breeding pair and their offspring who compose the pack (link for more wolf information).

There is loyalty. They hunt together. And sadly, in this case of spiritual war the opponents are hungry for control and power in addition to sustenance.

I was told to write this. I saw an image of a herald of ancestry, a symbol, and from what I understand this is proof to those inside the system who question what is really known about them are not.

My soul has studied the ways of the dark wolf for thousands of years, through many incarnations, and in this lifetime, since 2012 which makes it fourteen years. I study it as an outsider, fascinated by the ability of such an organized large group to hide in plain sight and continue. Where cancer exists, there will always be some who pursue its study in research in order to find a cure to save others. 

Do I know anything more about the structure than I was told this morning?

No.

I know of the matrilineal passing of occult knowledge through the work of Jessie Czebotar. I understand how there are 'spiritual connections' between certain places as well as physical ones that are not generally known to the public. I know of the battles for leadership positions, the protectors who are often human/nonhuman hybrids, and how the System maps out different areas according to contracts with spiritual beings as symbolized on herald type, coat of arms symbolic language.

I know of how meat is supplied for cannibals because of the work of Keith Barker, may he rest in peace. His writings drew back the curtain for me on how these small groups exists, how they run in families, how the children are tested for ability to keep secrets, and how much sexual abuse goes on.  I have read every one of his works and I couldn't put them down.  What is endearing and worth remembering is how the Christian sect outsmarted The Baron, and also, how the Baron converted right at death.  Kerth was one of many children in his family, the youngest, and also not especially wanted. He found acceptance and love from his abusers. Along with fear and trauma, of course. It was a lot of work for him to go through the buried memories, heal, and write. 

Fritz Springmeier wrote extensively on how a mind-controlled victim is created. He worked with one survivor, Cisco Wheeler. Jessie Czebotar knows Cisco, both are now Christian and their work is available on standard sources. 

Cathy O'Brien is one survivor of this mind-control. She was a government weapon. Of course none of this is by her choice and she had no say in any of it. Her father sold her into the System. Cathy was rescued by Mark Phillips, a government insider with special training in the neurosciences. As an asset, Cathy was nearing the end of her useful life approaching her thirties. The plan was for her to commit suicide and die in flames. She was spared that. Mark helped her recover her memories and learn to think for herself. She has many books, a website, and even a GoFundMe because her house recently was destroyed in a storm. A freak storm arose and trees fell on her home. Fortunately no one was hurt. I have seen Cathy on a video with three other survivors not too long ago. It was eye opening. 

The truth is out there.  I see individuals risking their lives online every day exposing the system. One is the polyfragmented dissociative identity survivor who escaped the cult. With them you learn how it is to awaken and heal, and build a new life. A point raised in a recent post as a victim of corn and trafficking since infancy to adulthood is the demand for such content/product. So much money was made by her parents off of her suffering! How sick and disgusting could the population be to want that material she asks?

Melissa Ryce is a similar survivor. And a new one who was a sex spy again against her will like Cathy is speaking up. You can see the drive to expose the system and the fear of retribution in her eyes as she speaks. According to her--Heather W on instagram as epstein.untold_sex.spies.speak--there was a piece of intel she was to carry that was so horrifying she risked everything to tell the authorities who could block it. And it---something global scale and causing devastation--has been delayed. Nothing has taken place to actually get rid of those plans, or prevent it from being put into motion. We owe Heather our deepest thanks for her wisdom and courage to protect us all.

Another slightly different one is ter.rozz, who is exposing his community. He is trying to wake up his people to who sold them out generations ago. He is saying things that can get him silenced and he knows it. It reminds me of Ross, who was sent, who heeded his calling, and was silenced back in the day.  I know from long ago, that someone high up in the system said the only way for it to survive was to essentially shift over into the Boulé at the helm. This man doesn't know that part. I admire him for his courage and his faith. 

All of this is long after Cobra and his Red Pill.  Back then, The Black Child was an excellent resource. A Call for an Uprising is still at it, and still producing incredible content despite harsh opposition. He is de-monetized, and has had to create over ninety different YouTube channels because they keep getting pulled off the platform. I remember his one fake channel about kitties and glitter to get the viewership up and bypass the censors. That was fun. 

I need to take a moment to thank Nancy W. She was a charge nurse who was a survivor of the abuse, who confided in me early in my training. She said she had been forced to be pregnant and they took her babies and killed them. I remember feeling dirty and wanting to avoid her, because I knew it was true. I reassured her I still respected her highly for her skills, and I was honored that she trusted me enough to share. And how sorry I was it ever happened. She became a Christian, it had saved her, and she went on to ministry school and a higher degree in healthcare. This was in 1996 or 1997.  It was a seed that was planted that has definitely taken root.

I am a Christian. I have seen some people or read of them actually, finding safety from the System because of what is in the Bible. I also understand that some victims, like Cathy O'Brien, were programmed with 'Biblical programming' and the Bible is how she was controlled. An insider told Mark Phillips to use the Bible to rescue her because she would obey. He broke the spine of her Bible and then it opened to a page that was a verse that encouraged her to leave her situation. She thought it was a sign and followed with him.  Then there is the polyfragmented survivor, who says that the cults are intergenerational, international, and interconnected--they help one another. And some of the cults are satanic, KKK, nazi, and Christian. Yes. Christian. She says that the people in the cults don't truly believe the faith of whatever cult they are in--it is used to torment the victims and discredit them.

Like a dark wolf, these formidable opponents are working together. Strategically stationed across and throughout the globe, following carefully set plans by their leadership. Some members are 'in it to win it'--because they are rewarded financially, sexually, and with worldly power. Others are in it as perpetual victims, or are coerced. It doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things, as what they are opposing --these opponents--is Great Spirit, Great Mother, and Divine Creator of All That Is.  Yes, wolves can work together to take down larger prey. However, they can get injured if the prey is strong and healthy with antlers and hooves. They tend to go for the weak and the old.  So be strong! Be strong mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. If you are reading this, remember everyone is welcome on the side of Mother Earth and her Divine Protectors. 

How will you recognize them? The Formidable Opponents? In your heart you will know. There is an energy signature. A lack of empathy. You can sense the vibration, although some are very clever at disguising it. I look for family resemblance. Many babies are given to others in their System to be raised, and a new name. If you look closely you can see the effect of catering to bloodlines over the millennia. The connections are there. 

Thank you for your patience in reading this very long blog post. We are at a place in time where others cannot appreciate anything different from their own beliefs. Allow time and nature to awaken others. Stay strong in your Truth, learn what you can, and be okay with letting go of old beliefs as you get more information. Nurture the seeds that have been planted. Be the wonderful, incredible soldiers of faith you are, and keep up with the strong work you have been putting forth for all these years. We notice! It is appreciated greatly  by us all.

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Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The couple who have Been There and Then Some!

Dragon Unicorn, Earth Gaia and Healing

 

One of my favorite people online is a survivor of horrific abuse. They have polyfragmented dissociative identity disorder. Each new split of personality was needed to survive the dangerous and cruel upbringing community they were in. This person is now safe. And has spent a lot of time healing. Dragons are something enjoyed by this person. So are stuffies, toy animals that are comforting to squeeze.  This individual is not religious because much of the trauma was imposed by people who claimed to believe certain faiths but actually didn't. The religious trauma was used to discredit the victim.

This person's inner world was shared with us the other day. The disclosure was that inside, there are 'fantastical creatures' such as unicorns, pegasii, crossed hybrid unicorn-pegasii, fairies, and dragons. They talk. They also protect.

The world of Spirit, the inner world, is REAL.  Our daily adventures in our waking hours is the dream. I did not share that I know dragons, and I have spoken with them. I have even helped with another to rescue a trapped mother dragon and her eggs.  Magic is real. 

And this poor one who suffered, had Divine Protection arrive in the form of 'Fantastical creatures'. 

Trauma makes us go up into the higher registers of our soul. We 'jump out' of our bodies as much as possible to avoid the suffering, and hence, the connection to the Otherworldly Experiences is made.

When Gaia had inhabitants with higher vibration, these incredible beings did not need to hide. But for now, their vibration is incompatible with walking down the street or being interviewed on camera for broadcast news networks. 

Today I was fortunate to be witness to an alliance being made between Gaia and a certain white society who also has affinity to dragons. One member of the group was in direct communication with her.  They swore allegiance and promised to defend and restore her sacred beauty in every way.  For the first time, she shared the original blueprints of what Earth is supposed to be like/experienced. The representative took one look, and in an instant, was on his knees and in tears. The original beauty overwhelmed him. Everyone has abundance and joy, all beings, and there is great peace. No one in Earth or Heaven before has seen those blueprints, except perhaps Archangel Raziel. 

Some time, not much time, after, Ross appeared to me. We spoke. I started crying again, over what had happened to him. 'Is it the nightmare again?' he gently asked. I rubbed my head on his heart and chest, and nodded yes. I have accepted being haunted by it for all eternity. 

With perfect kindness, Ross both acknowledged the pain and validated it, and yet gave me hope. He said nothing will ever take away those sad memories. But we can, and he will, send forth many more pleasant ones and continue so I may move forward.

It feels good to be seen, heard, and understood, as I walk this 'earth walk' in my waking dream state. 

I miss Home. But for now, I make the best of being here. I was able to finish work early and catch the afternoon baseball game. My home team is having a losing season, and even though there was a three to zero lead they lost the game in the ninth inning. It didn't matter that they lost, or that it was too hot a day, or anything. It was beautiful to me, and I enjoyed it. 

As the healing progresses I will share more. And deepest thanks to everyone who commits to the rescue and revitalization of the planet. Blessings are sent to you with highest regard.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

P.S. Another online person who stands for truth, cried today. The Holy Spirit had appointed them to speak the Truth. And this person said that the only one he fears is the Lord Jesus Christ. He knows there is risk in speaking up. He accepts it. His courage and faith are not lost on me.

Processing...

 

The last two weeks I have been processing emotions I had buried deep in my soul across several lifetimes.  It's not that deep, actually. I just have been exceptionally good at survival and compartmentalization since that time. When I make time and allow for my heart of hearts to actually feel those feelings, I heal.

A big part of the healing is realizing that no matter how much I may be thinking I screwed up, that's ME judging myself. And Divine Father, despite my own opinions and judgement, thinks I am still lovable. That has been my anchor as the waves of emotion wash over me, randomly, as I continue to live my life and function at home and at work and at leisure.

I am adapting to the concept of 'water under the bridge', as in, 'what's done is done'. I had seen a photo of a natural bridge by a waterfall, and happy young teens jumping into the water. That is wonderful joy to see. From my current platform of raw acceptance, it pleases me to watch others experience their joy. 

Underneath is the deeper wound. I see it clearly. It is my ability to trust in my being taken care of, that I can receive and welcome receiving what is mine to receive.  It is my birth right as a feminine soul.  Things in the past with Ross kind of messed it up. So much so that no matter how much Ross is able now to provide, I was stuck in my pattern of fear, of lack, of abandonment. 

Is it better?

Speaking as one who has been in the O.R., you have to take a burn or a wound down to the layer where it bleeds. And healthy granulation tissue forms. Then it is on its way to healing. I can say the old layers of infection and burn on my soul are cleared away. These are layers I thought were a part of me, part of my character, but they weren't. It was something that helped me through some of the worst of times. 

So now what?

Letting go.

I can't keep thinking that maybe with some luck I can get everything right. I do not even hope for it. 

Creator wants to build my life now. And I can ask here and there for preferences. Forget manifestation.  I've been thinking I knew what I wanted and needed for my whole life, as experienced through a distortion of old scars, hurt, and pain. 

All things considered, this has been a lot of progress in a short time. 

I'd also like to take a moment to remember one of our friends who has passed, Denise Stinson. I'm glad we got word of her passing. I remember her eagerly getting her nursing license, and her sharing of her patient care. She helped the elderly, and one was very open to Reiki. Denise even had me make a healing bracelet for him before he passed. She was thoughtful in so many ways like that. I'm glad she is with Ross now, and free from pain.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The friends both on Earth and in Heaven 

Guilt and Healing

 

I have been blogging now for sixteen years. I learned Reiki and absorbed its energy as if my life depended on it. With excitement I brought my new skills as a healer into the workplace of allopathic medicine. 

There have been ups and downs throughout. There were times when I had great anger! I was upset with my teams, my Higher Self, and once I got to realize who he was, my Twin.  I spoke outbursts at my Council meetings. With bravado I said, 'Bring It On!' for the changes which would lead to awakening and Ascension. 

I attended Cobra conventions, networked with other healers, and joyously expected the Great Awakening...which has not yet happened. 

As a single mother I raised my son with minimal financial help from the father, some shoes, clothing, and half of the copayment for wisdom tooth surgery. I have bought a car, paid for private school, and housing/tuition.  I embraced this job with all my heart, and did my very best to be the 'stable parent'.

But now the house is quiet. 

I work as much as I can, and enjoy the mastery of my profession, including the layer of energy healing I have worked so hard to bring to the work setting. 

I ache over being single. I always have had this nagging feeling of wanting to 'do it right' and have another chance with relationship here on the human plane. I remember the shock at forty how the dating apps matched me with grandfathers, and the horror of the realization that most were dating for selfish reasons summed up as 'a nurse or a purse'. 

That was before my son. 

On questioning, and Ross is very good at questioning, I realized I feel responsible for his death, and for how things went south between us prior to his leaving his physical body back in the day.  I tried with all my might to sway him from his destruction. I felt like I must have been a bad wife. I wouldn't call it 'survivor guilt' exactly. Quite the opposite, I felt like I drove him to it. 

I know these thirteen years since I've had connection with Ross, he's had lots of guidance and training just to interact with me. I know the very best of the best healers are giving input. There was a request from me to have someone who I can share my day with and ask 'how was your day?' because where Ross is there is no time. That request was granted. I helps me with accountability, with feeling and sharing my emotions, and healing my self-esteem.  I had to heal on my own as a person, so that the outspoken soul I am is also as outspoken here in my body.  I am especially grateful for the love and support of our friends who knew us back in the day, incarnated now with us, and are in touch.

As I realized my particular agony, my pain, I also found another layer of structure that would not have been apparent to me had I been happily in relationship. I recall the romance of songs from the fifties and sixties, beautiful songs that celebrate youth and joy and togetherness. It seems to have changed since then. And it is not my imagination. Those who 'steer and decide' had a population shortage after the war, World War Two. They needed to 'rebuild the colony'. As humanity was recovering, then small tweaks came into play, slowly over time...birth control, abortion, women working outside the home, divorce, split families, custody, and now not even knowing what gender is. Music isn't as beautiful and loving as it once was. 

I remember how intelligent the people were who wrote my textbooks at school. The generation from the 1940's really gave a lot to us, the future. Now, I see a high school English teacher crying on social media because some of his seniors who are graduating can't write four words into the essay he so carefully set up for them to succeed. 

Where do Ross and I go from here? I know and trust he is doing everything he can for my highest good. And for me, it all starts with acceptance. It will take time to process the pain and guilt that led me to choose my immediate past life and the ones before it. I know the Spiritual Battle is in our midst. Tonight I am refusing to go to the baseball game because of who is throwing out the first pitch. I don't need that kind of energy and I will not support it. Those opposing Divine Creator are inter-generational, subversive, calculating and cruel. The first approach against them led to great sorrow. But the setback was only that. Would I like to see justice and peace in my lifetime? Yes, of course! Absolutely. There has been radio silence for ages though. And I know that the media is controlled. So all I have to go on is the energies. Watching the people for their general state of spiritual health. And appreciating both Nature and my immediate environment/people. 

Time heals if you do the work. 

And besides my buried memory of trauma from when I was four, that emerged when I was twenty six, this even deeper hiding guilt from many lifetimes ago, it is on the path to healing.

Why share it?

Because  the soul heart can carry wounds, and keep it hidden from us, it is a form of soul trauma 'PTSD" and when our soul is healthy and strong enough, it too can come up for healing.

Ross says I said it well, and I have said enough. He says to reach out to him for healing if you ever have a similar soul memory form of PTSD and help will be provided. You only have to make sure you do not distract yourself 24/7, make time to receive the healing with no interruptions for short sessions when time permits. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Doctors with Reiki Couple who lead

It's Heating Up

 

It is starting to get really fascinating. There was a woman online, she is an influencer and preaches the gospel. I watched her get removed from a plane because the crew felt 'uncomfortable'. The most intriguing part of the series of short videos was her with the security/police afterwards. Yes, they were Christians. And yes, they admitted that people get thrown off planes for very minor, random things these days. 

When she was on the plane, walking off with her luggage, saying , 'these are the end times and Christians are going to get persecuted!' (because the name Jesus carries power and demons hate it), I was like, wow, these times are really here!

In Nigeria there is an ongoing slaughter of Christians. 

So then I start to wonder, is it all spiritual people who are connected to Source who are at risk? People who perhaps do not agree with the given 'narrative' are in danger? 

I don't know.

All I know is the power hungry ones who do not believe in whatever religion they claim to be a member of, have infiltrated Christian organizations too. And excellent example of darkness in the Catholic Church is the story of Sister Charlotte. It is from over a hundred years ago, but it is chilling. She was wealthy, and joined a convent. But she was so devout they offered her a chance to join a sub-set of the convent called the Dark Sisters or something like that. They had her sign away her rights to her family money. Then they beat her, starved her, tortured her...and she ran away. It was a miracle she escaped with her lives because many were killed because of their faith. 

On a brighter note, how am I doing? I am doing okay. I adjust. My son is ready to fly the nest. I get to figure out what it is I want to do in any given moment. I sense that this is what these years are about. I picked up that perhaps on my days off I should look at my physical activity like a job. Short walks after meals to keep the blood sugar down...workouts...sunshine. The spirit of my first love's oldest sister came to me for the first time (on her youngest sister's birthday, surprisingly enough). She explained to me what my goal is, to bring myself back to that hopeful young girl who had her whole life ahead of her. This energy is what is rightfully mine in this life. Everything else is trauma to heal from. 

Work is okay. I am not stressing. I saw a patient who had very sad circumstances. I was glad to be able to be there for them. There was a little tear of relief in their eyes after I spoke with them about the plan for anesthesia. 

Are there any recommendations? Ross gestures to open our eyes. To watch. And to learn. He is saying that this is where the 'be wise like serpents' part is coming to play:  avoid traps that are set up to catch those who are unaware.  He says there will be many of them. 

He also says to tend to your needs, no matter what they are. It has been a long time waiting. It is easy to lose our focus. Make sure you are taking excellent care of yourselves and all will be well.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The couple who are happy in this life and in the next

Enjoy the Ride

 

This is Jimothy, a wild raccoon in Seattle who has taken the internet by storm. He has short spine syndrome, which makes his look distinctive and unlike other raccoons.

He doesn't realize how special he is. Online articles give lots of credit to his mother for raising him to survive to adulthood with his special needs. 

This blog has had a theme about being 'different' since the beginning. How does Reiki energy healing fit in with society as we know it? Can it be advanced? What are human angels? Why does it seem as if we do not belong here and we long for 'home'? 

Then the Red Pill happened. There was the hope that with the more exposure of darkness, it would go away, and then 'home' would be 'here', right?

There have been visions, battles, and events in the unseen realms, mostly to do with the rescue of Gaia and her people (and her plants and animals and incredible ecosystem). Part of this is wanting justice for a certain brutal assassination two thousand years ago...

Over the last few years, my spiritual growth has been healing from early childhood trauma, and restoring a sense of security and confidence in who I am at this time.The urgency has been replaced by a steady presence and knowing, a workable wisdom of sorts.  

I know who I am. And you know who you are. We know both here and at Home.  Others are completely unaware. 

Who we are matters not what we believe--you can change your beliefs multiple times, but you are still energetically YOU. Perhaps the change is part of you life lesson? If so, the lesson is encouraged if it brings growth and joy. 

There is no need to seek 'power'. You are entrenched in a system that together is far more powerful than you, and you are already extremely powerful. Nature, together, is like an energetic wave and you are simply riding it. 

The fun is in your daily interactions. Let's face it, if we were Home people would not treat us anywhere as spontaneously as it is done while we are perceived as anonymous here. It is refreshing! We also do not have the obligations of Home while we are here. It is a little break for us, a chance to focus on our interests and lessons. 

The rest is for our amusement--news, weather and sports--are 'real' in one sense, as there are systems proclaiming their importance surrounding us 24/7. What is really 'real'--Life, Death and Forever--dwarfs them by comparison. 

Sit tight and enjoy the ride. Know who you are, and also, know who is your spiritual family. Rejoice in the reconnections! It is wonderful to be with your soul tribe. Enjoy your daily interactions. Did you realize that every heart connection made is a direct hit to the system that destroyed that innocent one so many years ago? It might not look like justice in the movies, but it is justice nonetheless. Keep being yourself, keep representing Home everywhere you go, appreciate the joys, learn from the pains, and have confidence that you are undoing so much negative energetic cobwebs in your corner of the world. Just by being YOU. 

Ross doesn't have anything to add to this. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

Welcome Back!

 

I cannot even remember the last blog post I wrote.  I have not been called to write, I have done a fair amount of spiritual work in the interim, but nothing major. A lot of my time has been immersing myself in, and embracing, life. 

It was a big adjustment when my son went away to university. At the same time, I had thought that outpatient only work would be my 'logical next step' in my career. It turned out to be quite the opposite! It was a lesson in saying, 'no, thank you' and opening myself up to other career opportunities. 

As a physician, you can't just pick a start date and work. Once you have applied, interviewed and been offered a position, you must go through a process called 'credentialing'.  It happens to be required by both larger employers, and similarly for any place you work. As a traveling outpatient physician, 'credentialing' is easy, you bring a packet with you wherever you go. But in larger organizations you must be reviewed by a committee. I spent November to March in 'credentialing'--no pay--but going through the process.

Today I caught up with a whole bunch of online training videos/courses (again, unpaid). And I smile...wryly.  Why? because I needed time for myself. I needed vacation. I set aside a week, originally to go to Hawaii for a conference at this time. But then, just in case, for my son to go to regionals for his competition. He is actually away at a sort of camp...something I had not had on my Bingo Card earlier in the year.  Monday I went to the doctor. For me, yes! I snore! Going to fix it. Tuesday I worked. It was a nice day at work, but certainly not 'vacation'. Wednesday the house needed things urgently, and they were fixed. It was had work, and I sweat a lot. Tomorrow I work so today was my last 'free day'. I did manage an exercise session this morning. But otherwise it was the online courses before the deadline where it's a two hundred fifty dollar fine. 

How do I feel?

Certainly not 'floaty'.

I also feel like I have stepped out of the shadow of Ross and all my guides. Are they there with me, yes. Absolutely. Seconds before being threatened at knifepoint in Cleveland I heard Ross loud and clear say, 'I am protecting you'. 

It is all a question of personality development. I grew up in a home where I learned to shrink and be compliant. I think many of us in the seventies and eighties grew up like that. Unfortunately, first boyfriend, second boyfriend/first husband, second husband, baby daddy--with all I literally shrunk myself in order to 'keep the peace' and I tolerated being treated 'less than' simply because not only did I not know any better, being mistreated was all I knew. 

Have I made progress with my organization in the home? I've tried. Anthony sees the effort, I wish I could see more. What I have learned is how to pace myself with work shifts, how much time I need for me, and how to adapt accordingly.

What have been some of the joys? Going back to Ohio, and having Bob Evans and Skyline Chili again. My mulberry crop was good, and when I shared with another physician she decided to buy not one but TWO trees for her family! I spent my birthday at Disneyland, a long day, and it felt like summer. My sweet peas bloomed this year. And I was able to harvest some shallots. And I got to see/work inside a brand new hospital where the OR was really state of the art.

Some challenges, oh, let's not go into them but they did take a lot of my focus and concentration. 

We each need to learn our life lessons. And sometimes, not thinking about Spirit (while always being connected of course) allows us to make more progress because we let go of the 'what are we learning' part. Sometimes Spirit is a welcome escape, especially when our weaknesses are difficult and it takes more effort to make progress in those areas. That is why immersing in the day to day, sometimes up to our ears! helps us to make needed progress.

I did have a run with depression around the fourth of July. It was severe and unexpected. What led up to it was a disruption in my routine--I couldn't go to baseball games, I couldn't exercise, I could just work and do chores. It threw me. But then with the memory of the bicentennial--what a contrast from now, in fifty years! I had no family to spend it with except for my son, and usually the fourth we celebrated my birthday, and all those people it was like yesterday at the nice dinner in our back yard--they are dead except for my cousins and one Uncle. I had thought that would last forever. 

Am I going to seek counseling for it? Yes. I'd like to redirect my life goals in the near future. Sort of an adjustment from motherhood. How to find goals. 

If I had one piece of advice to share, it is be YOU. Online. In person. Treasure your friendships and connect whenever possible. Don't be ashamed of who you are. For example, as a physician, the culture ever since I trained was 'trust the science' (keep quiet about woo-woo spiritual stuff that is not tested). Well, when I got into Reiki and started up this blog and the community, I wanted to bring this INTO medicine. Did it open the door? Yes. Have I been teaching and outreaching though? No. I am what I am, I am available to my medical community. And having a surgeon I've known since training confide to me that his mother passed and he had an experience with Spirit...I reassured him. Kind of like a psychiatrist I validated what he was perceiving as real, as something non-scientific. Someone else said 'oh this chemical gets released by the brain at the end of life that's why people see their loved ones who have passed'. I didn't argue. I know my truth. And my truth is aligned with THE Truth, the one and only Truth. 

Be unapologetically YOU.

Bring hope.

Embody compassion. 

Never to the decrease of yourself, or the spending of all your energy on others--be YOU. 

Ross nods. He says 'that is enough for today'. He waves and smiles. 'All is well out here!'. 

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

Your Power Awaits!

 

For several days you have been able to reflect on this truth:  we live in a world of lies.

Our senses, which are to make life pleasant and keep us safe from harm, can be tricked.

Our minds, careful as we are, can be fooled. 

There are thieves, liars, robbers, swindlers, why so many riff raff that if I mention a Prince from Nigeria who wants to send money into your bank account--everyone laughs it off with a knowing smile.

Imagine the pure power of Truth in this environment!

I am talking Authenticity.

God made you to be YOU. Different from all the rest. It may seem easier to try to 'fit in' and to 'blend in' and 'not be noticed'. But when we choose this, we support the general riff raff vibe of the planet's occupants.

Speaking your truth IS the light on the hill for everyone to see in the darkness!

Your truth may evolve over time. It doesn't even have to be 'right' in a technical sense. If you feel it, and it resonates as Truth for you, well, then, that is Your Truth for Now. 

Say YES when you mean Yes. 

Say NO when you mean No.

Be selective about the situations you are in for how much you share, there's no reason to dump on people, But when it matters, speak from the heart. Enjoy being different! Enjoy being the most YOU that you can be. 

It is the antidote for the poison in this world. For all of the poisons--the mental, the physical, the spiritual, the psychological.

Other people do not need to understand your truth. They DO need to understand they are safe to express Their Truth.

Today in the operating room, a surgeon noticed I had been humming along with a song on the radio. His partner always has an awesome playlist of club music which I enjoy very much. He asked me, 'Doctor? Do you know this song you are singing the words to?'

I said I do not.

But, I added, 'I sing when I am happy. And I am happy now.'

Plain. Simple. Direct. 

Truth.

Remember if Love is the Solution for Everything, then Truth is the antidote for the ills of this world. Our Truth. Not what the media tells us.

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aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

Layers

 

I've been thinking a lot. Sheldan Nidle passed. Then John Smallman got sick, and died. It's been a long journey and our way showers have completed what they signed up for. 

Why is it that I am stuck in the Red/Blue/Black pill information I have known for a decade now? Why are we still here? Where are the ships? Where is the Awakening?

Then it hit me like a brick.

This world is run by the Prince of Lies. 

And those fallen angels do not 'die', they change form from one 'life' to the 'next', not as demons inhabiting others--which we know that's one pathway some on earth take--being hosts to such things voluntarily...I saw an expert at facial recognition proving that some of these people who uncanny resemble historical figures are in fact immortal. They do not 'die'. Not like we do with our Earth Bodies. 

When you think of it, we are here with our five senses which we grow to trust because this helps keep us alive. But the Prince of Lies understands both the senses and the psychology of our weak bodies with spiritual amnesia. He knows every way to exploit us away from our Spiritual Growth. How to take our focus off of this moment Now and how we are feeling inside.

Just about everything is a Bread and Circus, designed to please our five senses very much, and also to massage our egos. We can pick whatever Bread and Circus we like! All forms of entertainment are such. Even the music I listen to on the radio, or my stacks of old CD's I went through today reminiscing about the music that is still really 'mine' and I can play any time I want for free. 

What does this mean to us?

First off, don't get too attached to any one 'reality', especially one that makes you 'comfortable'. Brace yourself for one rude awakening after the next when the Truth eventually makes itself known.

Second, when you are enjoying the good things of this world, make an effort to balance it with quiet time spent reflecting on Spirit. Remind yourself Spirit is REAL and everything else is 'just there'. We can still use here to grow and learn. Just know it's not the only thing that is important.

Last, understand this is a 'game'. And ugly 'game' that is controlled by some very despicable and unpleasant beings who expose us to lie after lie after lie. We are surrounded with poisons of every possible way to hurt the physical, spiritual, mental, and etheric bodies we are given. This is the physical world.  A friend of mine just crossed over recently, and came back smiling and saying 'it is worth it!' 

Enjoy what you can. Come up with goals and objectives for YOU. Stick to them. Include Spiritual connection and surround yourself with like-minded people. Be positive! And be thankful for the gift of being alive. I have it on good word it IS worth it! Let go of shame. Feel your feelings and process them.

It is going to be okay, no matter what.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

the Cousins xoxoxo

Tales From The End of the Road: Three Things to Consider

 

Good morning!

First thing to consider is that motherhood IS a gift--to the child, to the family, to the world. Carrying a new human inside of you day in and day out from conception until birth...nothing can repay that . It is a wonderful gift. Then if you add to it all the tasks and chores of raising a child and having a family...it is a lot. I never really thought about it until the drive to see my son to celebrate his birthday yesterday. I am glad I was able to give that gift. I feel sad that not all women are able to experience it in this life. I trust that in other lives perhaps it is possible.

Second thing--it didn't hit me until yesterday this concept, but I love it. Imagine for how many years the entertainment for the big final football game halftime, is being delivered in two languages--English, and Signs/Symbolism. How frustrating it was that everyone only understood the one, and the latter sailed right over everyone's heads. This year, those who knew of the darker, symbolic meanings chose to skip the offered entertainment and tune in to something 'family friendly' on a different station. I always brace myself for  an overload of mysticism, but I watch the original. Just to see how over the top it is. This time, I only noticed one language, Spanish. All the symbolism appeared a little 'toned down'--no big dark horses being ridden or Egyptian costumes. Just family and culture. It is good that people are complaining that it was in Spanish and that they didn't understand. At least now they are one step closer to realizing that even with the regular style entertainment there are lots of messages going on that they do not understand, too. And that the people sending the messages do not care whether anyone understands or not. The right people will understand. I hope that the symbolism becomes further understood by the masses. Then they can make informed comments about it too!

The last thing, I was sad today. I stopped and really listened. It was hard to leave the area where I have lived two times and now Anthony is living there. I felt sad that I had to work so much, and miss so much of Anthony's childhood. I felt lonely, too. I am glad I have a bunny I can hug here at home. I know Ross was listening to my heart as I did my best to acknowledge and process my feelings. He said, 'I am with you'. And the weight on my heart felt lighter. Remember Ross is always with us, every one of us. So let yourself be quiet enough to feel his support and his presence. It helps a lot.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple

Tales From The End of the Road: Seek and It Shall Be Found

 

Ross said to write. 

I am.

There is a sense of peace around me. Let me explain.

When I did the first online 'getting rid of dark spirits' session with a well-known guy who does that, I felt better. Better than I had in years! I was surprised at how much better I felt, with my energy, with my mood, it was as if a huge weight had been lifted!

I'm not one for big changes, especially public ones. 

What was gnawing at me was a couple of things. First was, I stopped going to church when I took the Red Pill in 2012. I used to go every week and gave a lot of money to the parish, no matter where I had lived. I'd been going since I was in the eighth grade, regular. My boyfriends and later, my husbands and I went every week to church. I felt like church was a 'gym' for the Spirit, and I wanted the blessings I receive with communion.  I also met, through my first husband, a visionary, Barbara Matthias. And through her, I ended up communicating with Mother Mary myself...

I missed that life. I missed the routine, I missed holiday masses. 

I didn't want to expose my son to the deception. That's why I did not go. He was baptized and that was it. 

I had discovered Reiki and it was like the most wonderful thing once I hit Karuna Reiki frequencies. It felt natural. It felt right. I was never afraid. And I enjoyed the gifts of being open psychically. I built the Doctors with Reiki platform, and I even got the online things needed to make it public. I had the domain. I tried to build a website and spent a lot of money! I sent daily healings, both Divine Peace Healings and Reiki Healings, for free, to everyone who asked. I did this for ten years. 

Part of me did this because I hoped that raising the frequency would help the masses to wake up.

It's been sixteen years now. I can't tell if people are awakening or not.

But what had been bothering me second, was how that priest said Reiki was evil. That you let Spirits into you. That it's a foothold of the devil. That left me very troubled. How could I explain how I felt better with BOTH the blessings from the priest and from Reiki? 

So I took some time. I focused on work, on home. It has been a huge adjustment being a mom of an adult. I was very happy being a mom mom with day to day, hands-on mom stuff. As I got older though, it got easier to be doing just enough and not 'the extras'. 

And I prayed.

I asked with my heart. I meditated. I did daily Bible study. I went to church for a while but when I got covid around Memorial Day last year, I didn't want to be exposed to germs again at Mass. I trusted when the time was right I would understand.

Just this last Friday, I read a book by Cathy O'Brien. I read it from cover to cover, all in one sitting. It is a beautiful book, Align with the Divine. The cover is designed by her daughter, Kelly. Now I understand.

I will paraphrase her main points and I still recommend reading the book. Even ordering it just to help support her financially. It's on Amazon. That's where I bought it.

Cathy has been abused and tortured senseless. This is the norm for victims of MK Ultra programming. But she said that no matter what, her soul, her spirit always felt warm and 'safe'. She knew there was a place of only Love and that was REAL. 

It was a long hard road for Cathy to heal from her mind control. She had help in the wonderful partner Mark. She worked hard to be able to think for herself and to experience her own Soul Expression.

Cathy, through her experiences, of suffering, developed psychic gifts. Prophetic dreams. Telecommunication by thought/dreams. Being able to communicate with animals. These are natural gifts and were opened to her. 

She has seen Evil. The real thing. Like people who summon demons and worship Darkness. She was even married to someone who practiced those things, her handler the country comedian I forget his name. 

Cathy gently explains that belief in exorcism and demons only reinforces that lie that such things are possible. She emphasizes that having the vibration really high frequency, as close to all the time as possible, is what is True. She will not give Darkness the time of day. Because it is not Real.  The only thing that is REAL is soul expression from a place centered on Love, Unconditional Love and gratitude for our Life experiences. 

Reiki, and the psychic gifts, are our birth right. It is who we are. Some dark ones may try to mimic these natural abilities through highly unnatural belief systems and ceremonies. But it is not the same. 

Reiki is good for me. It helps me express my soul to the world. My vibration is high, and my heart is focused on Unconditional Love. The church, if it helps me express my soul in Love, is good for me too. It doesn't have to be exclusive. And the dear brave Priest with the stuff online? He is doing the best he can at his life purpose. He even admits that in his group there are 'sensitives' who can 'see demons'. 

I always remember my teacher, Anne Reith, saying that Reiki doesn't create an outcome, it helps healing for the highest good and as good Reiki practitioners we let go of the outcome. I think this is key.

So for now, I am happy. Some of us are just basically 'earth unicorns' and we are so lucky to have found one another, for friendship and mutual support. It's tricky, wanting to do what it right in this plane of existence--there are so many sources saying so many interpretations of 'what is right'! Yet, deep down, in your bones, you know...you just know...what is True, Right and from Creator.

Thank you for sharing my journey. It means so much. And you inspire me every day with your shares online. 

Ma ka hana, ka 'ike.   By doing, one learns.

Ross

Carla is a little nervous right now. Her son is in the MRI scanner, and she can sense it. On the one hand, her is experiencing a sense of awe and wonder at the efficiency that modern healthcare is performed. This is his mother's world, and he is seeing it from the eyes of a patient, instead of a son. These things are miraculous! Being able to seen inside the body with the frequencies of the magnet.

Carla's feelings are very strong. She sees the world not with her eyes, not with her heart, but (he puts his fingers up on his head and wiggles them, the two index fingers, like little antennae). Antennae is what they are! Carla 'feels' with her 'spidey senses' whenever she encounters a person, face to face or online. Today when she was leaving work, she smiled at an x-ray tech who was pushing a portable x-ray machine down the hall. He passed her and ignored her, lost in a world of his thoughts. Carla was able to pick up his vibration and sensed it. His thoughts and his energy were of a much lower, baser, frequency. He was giving work his all and he was doing his best. The difference was enough to have possibly made him uncomfortable in her presence of her vibration, but Carla is used to working with all types of frequency and his would not have affected her much if there had been more prolonged exposure. 

Today Carla had to take a leap of faith. A literal LEAP of faith. The only thing keeping her from her work she longs to do (to teach again, part time), was a mandatory vaccination. A booster of one she has had in the past. All kinds of horrors were flashing through her mind. She knows as a physician the worst risks, including the turbo can cser....with prayer, and with blessings and prayers from her son, she took it. So far there has been no allergic reaction, and time will tell about the other things. Carla took away the fear and replaced it with Trust. And asked for her Divine Teams assistance. That is the best we can do given a situation where things like this are coercion. Avoidance is possible too. Carla really missed her old job and wanted to get back to her friends and the students--so she took the last step. It has been months of online portals and applications and scanning and sending, and also, sharing lists of all her cases from the past two years! It has been a struggle to say the least. The summit of the mountain is near.

On Earth, life can be messy. We can dislike things about someone and love them. We can learn it is not all black and white, there is a lot of gray...and we find out way to express our soul and its purpose. Carla is a healer. And like me, Carla loves to teach. I will bless her in this.

And I will bless YOU when you ask for our Divine Guidance as well. I am only a 'phone call' (gestures with hand at the side of his head like he's holding a phone) away.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Two who are One

Life is Good!

 

The most important thing that has been going on for me personally, is coming to terms with 'what is'. 

I made some really big changes in my life, or should I share, life has had some really big changes for me to process, to accept and to allow?  

I am no longer hoping for a change to 'fix things'. No big awakenings. No big government changes. No big miracles. Although miracles exist, and they certainly do have their place!  I trust that everything is moving forward at the fastest pace possible for genuine changes which are very much needed to happen. What I am trying to say is that there are a lot more pieces working behind the scenes, on the front lines, and in the trenches (just like I am with my work in Medicine). I can't control any of it. And I can do the most I can, and I have done what has been asked of me. 

Are there changes?

I'd say in general, yes, most of the people, more than I had ever hoped, have taken the 'red' pill. 

Am I pleased with this? Yes, of course, the courage and bravery is always something to notice and be thankful for!

I guess the nicest way to say it is that when I was little and watched cartoons like The Jetsons I figured it was only a matter of time before those wonderful technologies would be available to everyone. Yet, here it is, 2026, and still cars do not fly!  Actually, by the way some people drive, perhaps this is the safest option!

When I am still, and I 'tune in' to the larger energies of the collective, I can 'sense' the dark ones 'starving' and 'struggling'. But I no longer care about the outcome as if I did in a game of sports. I know ultimately, who is going to win. I trust in this. I know for sure that it's not going to be like in a horror movie where it looks like the monster is dead and then it pops back up for more 'action'. I know when it is over it will certainly be over. 

Something I listened to yesterday made a big impact. It was re-listening to one of Cathy O'Brien's testimonies in the 1990's. You notice new things each time you listen. One part was how Clinton and Bush were friends, back in the early 1980's and it was already decided then that Clinton would be President one day. I was surprised to hear her share what world leaders were taking orders from G. Bush. The most important part, was how with AI and Brainwashing there is no independent thought. and without free will, there is no Soul Expression.  There may be a One World New orderly thing in the planning...but cherish your ability to feel in your soul and express your Soul's love to others, to your family, your friends, your colleagues, complete strangers, and to Creator. It is a treasured gift.

Another thing, is that I heard through 'the grapevine' that the plans for NWO kind of ended in 2012 and since then they have been 'winging it'. To be honest that's how it feels over here in the front row seats! Whatever it is, it's for the highest good. I smiled and laughed at hearing it though. 

Listen to your Soul. Find out what your wishes are. And nurture them. Yourself and your interests. You came here to Earth to share your gifts and your interests! No matter what else is going on around us, we can focus and keep working on that.

Ross

I am with you. Remember how you are Loved and Cherished in the Higher Realms. This too shall pass here on Earth. Not to be afraid or have fear over any of it.

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namsste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

See One, Do One, Teach One

 

I have unspoken prayers. One of them is why am I the way I am? Why is it so difficult for me to throw things away? Why are my living spaces so cluttered? I know I work full time. I know I don't have 'systems' in place. There is a lot of back log to go through, and a lot of memories to unpack. If I had to pick a time where I simply gave up, it was when my mother passed. The first wave of giving up was before she passed and she entrusted me with her treasures (junk). Then when the whole estate thing happened, I had to get a lot of my own things back from her home. That was tough. 

When I first moved in to this house, it was very nice because I was living here, but the bulk of my belongings were at the old house! From March to May I was bringing over more, and more. Eventually the realtor hired his son for a day to help us bring the last things over. There had been a moving truck Mid March but there were lots of  little things.

I've taken time off, now that Anthony is away at school. I've worked maybe two weeks or three weeks a month. I've made some headway, but the termite tenting really set me back. 

For Christmas, I was a little embarrassed. Anthony gave me a beautiful new espresso machine. It's so elegant. And I had to clear out so much stuff to make room for it. The old one was not very dependable. It had been so long since I had made espresso or latte that I saw a little mold growing in the water tank of the old one. 

Something happened on Christmas Eve that was an answer to my prayers. I had wanted to go to Souplantation restaurant. Anthony had a roommate near the restaurant which is about an hour away from where we live. We invited the roommate.

When we dropped off the roommate, we had a chance to go inside their home and see their garden.

Immediately, I was struck by the home's appearance. It had fruit trees in the front yard. And inside, every horizontal surface was packed with items. Not junk. Useful things. Clean things. But ready just in case--for example, saved shopping bags and containers.  It was everywhere except the dining table. The home was spacious, large, there was a Christmas tree. 

In the back yard you were overwhelmed with the skills of a master gardener! A gazebo, supports for the plants, seedlings coming up in the dirt, and containers of new baby plants all over the concrete under the patio. I enjoy speaking 'gardening'--a language of love taught to me by my grandparents. My grandfather was the orchard specialist by training. But there were some trees I had never seen and was not able to identify.

The grandmother is the gardener.

She is so excited and generous! She picked for us a gallon zip lock of kumquats after we enjoyed tasting some. She gave us sugar cane, sugar cane starter plants, two loquat saplings, a grape bush starter, and three dragon fruit starters. Plus seeds! tomato seeds, two kinds, and greens. 

I saw the small silver cross on her neck.

I put two and two together.

Back in her home country where she had been a farmer, her beliefs would have led to persecution. And back where she was from, the farmers often did not get the fruits of their labor. She was old enough to have lived through war, several of them, and undoubtedly experienced hunger. 

Here, in the United States, she took full advantage of the opportunity of bare land. To grow things to eat. Not flowers, not landscaping...FOOD.  Anthony's roommate said that growing up they rarely had to go to the store to purchase produce. They always had what they needed. 

And I understood.

Complex trauma with hunger manifests itself in the two patterns I had observed in the grandmother: the packed surfaces, and the garden.  The same as me.

I experienced war indirectly--the stories of my mother about their hunger and the suffering of war in Sicily , as well as the suffering of my grandfather as a soldier (he had to drink his own urine, there was no water. You let it sit overnight, it separated, and you skim off the top and drink the rest). There were my earliest memories, these stories. Then along the way, I accumulated my own complex trauma (grape when I was four). 

When God answers a prayer, you are able to move forward. Your things holding you back do not hold you back any more.

Today, I threw out not only the old espresso machine, I threw out two pairs of boots that had the soles come off them. One was my comfortable snowboarding boots I wore as snow boots to New York. The other were my faux UGGS I got from Target long ago that I wore to breakfast yesterday. I could tell you how the shoes unglued--both times I was sitting at high top tables on barstools, my feet couldn't touch the ground, and I braced myself on the horizontal part of the chair.  Today I threw out boxes I didn't need. And even dug out some photo albums of my sisters I had been keeping for her here. It was nice to look through them. I saw my medical school graduation.  

I lost a lot of weight back then by walking in the park across the street every day. I did it to relieve stress actually, not to lose weight. So today, I put my phone in my pocket, set the timer, and walked for thirty minutes. It felt so good to be doing something like that!

Even though my mom yelled at me,  a lot, growing up, and I couldn't yell back, ever...Even though my own body was violated at a very young age and I was told to keep it a secret...Even though being a single mom was traumatic enough (being abandoned in pregnancy, then going through custody proceedings, and the every other weekend trauma)...Even though being in healthcare is also really hard on your body/mind/emotions/soul....I am learning that my time is my own. And how I see things is okay to make decisions on how I run my home. There is a lot to throw away. I also threw away my beloved leather Roller Derby white roller skates with the yellow wheels. I could fit my feet in them. But like my wise neurosurgeon once remarked on a colleague who died in a motorcycle accident as a senior--there comes a time where our reflexes slow and we must stop certain activities. I said goodbye to them. Yes, on eBay they are worth about forty dollars, but shipping is also about that much. It's not worth the effort.

Do I feel lighter?

Yes.

I was always afraid of being yelled at for doing something wrong. Or for not having the ability to replace something if I got rid of it. This is the philosophy of lack.

Lack is not a philosophy of Heaven.

And even though we experience LACK, Creator was really firm with me about the boots. 'You have a pair of rain boots that fit and you can use them in rain or snow'. And also, Creator has a really nice pair of snow boots waiting for me. Not sure when I am supposed to get them. But they are ready. If I held on to my ones (I had bought the glue!) I would not have had the opening to receive the new ones.

I'm going to go make a meat loaf. One of my comfort foods. 

Be sure to keep your eyes open for when Creator guides you through the answers to your unspoken prayers, too!

Ross

Trauma takes a long time to heal. Often the more usual course is through multiple lifetimes. Your soul is important, both for you and your life experience, and for your interaction with others on a soul level. This is more than replying to social media. This is the work of the heart.  I never grow tired of it.

For my trauma, I needed both time in nature and lots of happy memories, time to heal, and actual teams of expert healers to guide me on my path back in order to reconnect with those I had neglected in my own life walk. 

Everything happens for the betterment of us as a human!

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Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Couple