It Was Felicity

May 25, 2019

It Was Felicity

I’ve worked at horse barns most of my life, spending time since age two on my Uncle Mike’s farm, learning to ride my cousin Kimmie’s pony Princey at age four. By fourteen I had my first barn job. I mucked stalls, cleaned tack and walked sweaty school horses in endless laps around countless rings for hours a day in exchange for a one-hour weekly lesson. Silver spoon background, I had not: no wealthy parents fostered my passion. I’ll never forget my disbelief at that last job witnessing the Olympic finals teenage rider who’d worn out her show pony throw her engraved sterling silver spurs to the ring gravel as she pulled off her boots, and another throw a helmet that cost as much as a month of lessons. That is, would cost if I, my working single-mother self could’ve afforded them. No, I earned this.

In adulthood, I managed barns, training horses in exchange for board for my own. Motherhood had its own price, and to keep horses in my life required labor expenditure on my part. The difference was that commensurate with my skills came responsibility and respect. I was a self-made equestrian; I had an interesting lifestyle offering stability to my two children because I had no familial or monetary support – even court-ordered child support was held withheld from us by a mad world… but I had horses. Whether my own or others’, I was their keeper, caregiver and sometimes, their last friend. For man has a cruel hand with animals, and most humans refuse to acknowledge how heartless they themselves can be.

With my children grown, my immersion into the horse world increased. I began managing show barns, eventing, dressage, Lexington Cup, then working for Olympic level riders, caring for their million dollar horses. With wealth seemed even greater disregard. Often, I was closer to the horses than their owners.

At that last barn in 2007 was a horse named Felicity. A prematurely aged, emaciated mare; outgrown by the owner’s daughters, then leased for show like a rental car. She had literally run her heart out; they call it broken wind. Labored breath and imbalanced step was her existence. I wondered why they didn’t euthanize her, as I gave her the daily injections they kept her alive with, her suffering made worse by lack of touch. The owners wouldn’t touch her. Money was their love.

One Summer evening, as I arrived to turn out the heat-of-day-stalled equine athletes for their one hour of turnout while I cleaned their stalls, I knew it was Felicity’s time to go. Arriving there after my day job in the hour that ushers twilight in, I went to her stall first and found her chest against the wall, her throttled neck hanging in dead weight over the window ledge, with labored breath and fear in her eyes. “We’re getting spinner rims on our rigs. We can’t come. The vet’s going to put her down in the morning”, one of the owners said when I called.

They were going to let her die alone and didn’t even leave me a note.

Putting my cellphone back my pocket, with all my strength of body and will I lifted her head back out of the window, wrapping myself under her neck. We aren’t supposed to do this, they can crush us if we fall. I supported her all the way to the field gate, reluctantly leaving her standing there as I went to turn out the other four horses. I heard Felicity hit the ground from two barns and an indoor ring away. Grabbing a horse blanket, I ran. A velvet mist coated the dusk, and my eyes caught her silhouette at center of the fenceline at the west edge of the field. Experience had taught me to pad their heads against the ground lest in the throes of death their eyes are gouged out. I kept that blanket under her head and went around in circles with her as her flailing hooves sought one last hold and she gasped for air, eyes seeing beyond wild. She was not going to let life go.

A soft rain began to fall, and without thinking, I remembered asking the owners if she had ever had babies, and was told she’d had one stillborn foal, and was never bred again. Risking safety, I grabbed her head between my hands. Her lips were pulled back as she gnashed her teeth and it was dangerous, her hooves striking in all directions in wild last extensions, running from the end. “Felicity! Felicity! Listen to me, Felicity! Your baby’s out there, do you see her? She’s in the grass; she’s waiting for you to go nurse her. Go to her, go nurse your baby, Felicity!” My hands on each side of her cheeks, I pulled her gaze to where I was looking into the sunset mist and I saw her baby on the green grass waiting in the rain, looking toward her mommy. I did, and she did too. Her neck arched, and her lips curled back in a death rattle froth of foam for what seemed like forever. I held her face looking into her eyes and I saw not death, but Life. I saw her run to her baby in the green grass in the rain. I saw beyond an ending to the eternity waiting before us. Felicity helped me to see.

Laura R. Brooks
Written March, 2013

Felicity – noun; [mass noun]

1. Intense happiness.
Example sentences:
‘What he’s talking about – as always – is how to lead a good and therefore happy life; he loved productivity and valued felicity.’
‘In this respect they work as much in favor of happiness in this world as of felicity in the next.’
‘We suspect felicity is not likely to accompany a sense of entitlement, which arises from a sullen sense that not only are things not improving but that that is because we have no control – the world does not appreciate our true worth.’
‘For such a person, felicity after death could be higher than felicity before death. But felicity is, in the end, something to be sought.’
‘All we have to do is speak our preferences plainly and a whole new world of mutual felicity should arise.’

2. The ability to find appropriate expression for one’s thoughts.
Example sentences:
‘He exposed the kernel of the matter with his elegance and felicity of expression, and audacities of phrase struck him as grotesque monstrosities, where everything was absurd, unreal, and impossible.’
‘An original thinker always alertly attuned to contemporary culture, he was admired for his intellectual style and the felicity with which he expressed his ideas.’
‘Authentic humans draw on experience and felicity of expression, courage and uncompromising values to become witnesses to truth.’

Synonyms:
Eloquence, aptness, appropriateness, appropriacy, suitability, suitableness, applicability, fitness, relevance, pertinence, correctness, rightness
Example sentences:
‘I have wondered, for instance, whether it is more a sense of brushstroke rather than verbal felicity that makes for some of the most arresting words and imagery in the arts.’
‘It has been admired for ‘its simplicity, its dignity, its power, its happy turns of expression the music of its cadences, and the felicities of its rhythm.’
‘Innocent jokes depend upon verbal felicities, puns, play upon words, combining incongruous words, oscillating between occasional felicities amidst triviality.’

Origin
Late Middle English: from Old French felicite, from Latin felicitas, from felix, felic- ‘happy’.

WithDevonSummerRiding2007sm

Tags: animals, compassion, death, eternity, existence, family, heaven, horses, life, love, materialism, parenting, soul, spirit, valhalla, writing

© EATING TO ASCEND – THE ASCENSION DIET 2019
@EatingToAscend http://eatingtoascend.com

MANIFESTING OUR DESTINY OF POST-DIMENSIONAL FORM (OR NOT): SUFFERING ANNEALS THE SOUL, PART 2

MANIFESTING OUR DESTINY OF POST-DIMENSIONAL FORM (OR NOT): SUFFERING ANNEALS THE SOUL, PART 2

This is part two of a continuing examination on the effect of human suffering on souls, to untangle to fact that we are timeless stars, if we are one with the Most High God.
Part one is here.

“Within the guardian of my heart you remain as a wonderful mystery. I am overcome with awe, for within you there is something God-inspired. It bestows strange powers upon you, so that at the appointed time you fight for air and light. You will be a man of courage, for such men are born to the fearless and good. Strength and beauty, courage and modesty have mated, that you may be the heir of their gifts. *Your heritage was chosen by those who gave you life.
It is your fate, my son, as a child born of woman, to fight and grasp, to grimly hold on to life as reach across to this side of the earthly portal. There are dark powers that would drag you back, but you are not for them. O let the great light be ever with you, as a watchman’s fire on a lonely road, when the evil powers beset your way. I pray, from the very inmost recess of my heart, that the Lords of Form walk with you and ever protect you from the Formless Ones.” – Kolbrin MAN:29:20-22

Lords of Form = ANGELS, and these are STARS
Formless Ones = DEMONS, DISEMBODIED SPIRITS, JINN, ALIENS (FALLEN ANGELS), PARASITES (interdimensional)

*This indicates that we are chosen, thus called the elect, and as those who know within their heart that they are Children of the Light, Children of the Most High God, we were predestined. This blows the hindu/vedic myth that we chose this life out of the water. We only do so if we chose to fail OR if we are of Anunnaki makeup, the Tribe of Dan, the Canaanites – any child of Enki, Enlil and Marduk in purpose. Like my deluded neighbor when I told her I was an activist after she brought up “the weather” and I reminded her it was created. She said she knew “but doesn’t focus on it”, rather,  goes through life as an “objective observer choosing not to focus on negative things” like geoengineering, child and animal abuse, etc., and fools herself thinking that she is enlightened because she “doesn’t judge” someone for eating fast food and drinking soda as being someone who needs to learn that the garbage they put in creates their nature.
Being this way is being an ostrich and not making waves or improving ANYTHING. It is a way of delusion, and the concept that Christ is just another ascended master is complete delusion. This thinking laid the foundation for the lies that NPR – National Public Radio – spews 24/7, and paved/paves the way for / executes the satanic transhumanist agenda.

Points to remember:
– We are stars if we are those who seek the Light
– This physical human incarnation is to refine our soul
– We return until we learn the lessons
– Like the echoes of concentric doppler reverb, we are distanced out beyond our ability to absolutely quantify what our heart knows is real and that is FAITH
– The Creator Most High God – the Light, the energy of creation – is within us, our body is – The Temple, our heart is where LOVE is
– The evil entity trauma farms to trap us in pain
– Everyone we love and miss is with us now for we are eternal, this world is illusion, what is real is what we cannot see
– They trap us in materialism
– They sap and cannibalize us because they want to live forever and our love is their drug in that they get off on our pain of loss perceived in this 3D world we are in
– Once we let go of that idea (loss, grief, pain, regrets) we are free and enlightened
– We are what we eat (and drink, breathe, wear, hear, etc) physically and this affects our pineal third eye connection, they made a business of controlling this
– They are the 4th Reich
– The stars and planets are these beings. Stars are angels. The formless ones are disembodied spirits known as demons, satans, jinn – all parasites
– There are more and more of these disembodied spirits because A. They used CERN to open the GATES OF HELL and B. They use synthetic biology and witchcraft and MKUltra (which is actually age-old, but Mengele perfected it)
– They have already lost: it is just playing out in this winding down time-line we perceive
– We are stars, we are stars, we are Children of the Light and our spiritual armor and high vibration are stronger than any other thing

“The scribe records his own thoughts” (KOLBRIN, the scribe wrote that, they copied, not interpret or teach – words in caps in brackets, mine [LIKE THIS]):

“What is there in man that sends his thoughts afar, seeking the unknown? Who first struck the spark of life and sent it forth on its mission to fill the earth with its glorious burning flame? My pen sets down these words, and behind the pen is my hand. Behind the hand are my heart and will, and behind them my loving spirit. What stands at the other end of the chain reaching upward from these words? Can it be that man is unable to see You are the directing power within his thoughts, because his thoughts are themselves within You? Is it that the within cannot see the without, though the without sees the within? Are my thoughts in a tangled skein which I lack the ability to unravel? Though not a scribe, I write because my father wrote, yet I am not a learned man. Can it be that things hidden from me are known to other men?
Whatever directs the thoughts of men does not leave them free from doubt. It arises strongly when a man dies, for some say he still is, while others say he is not. Which, O my God, is true? Teach me; let me know, that I may tell it unto all men. Is there an inborn thing in man, which never dies? Is there an everlasting part in men, or all they all heirs of decay? Men seeks assurance and are told to have faith [REMEMBER THAT THIS WAS WRITTEN OVER 18,000 YEARS AGO]. They want a substantial God they can see, and therefore make an idol of wood or stone, can this be so very wrong? [YES, IF IS NOT THE MOST HIGH GOD, BUT IF A SO-CALLED GOOD DIETY, GOD TAUGHT THAT IT IS BETTER FOR THE LOWBORN TO WORSHIP SMALLER GODS THEY UNDERSTOOD, IF THEY WERE DOING GOOD, THAN EVIL ONES: THAT WORSHIP WAS STILL WORSHIP OF THE MOST HIGH GOD TO THE BEST OF THEIR ABILITY TO UNDERSTAND, AS SLAVES/LULUs OR STRANGERS I.E. ALIEN/FALLEN ANGEL BLOOD HYBRID HUMANS] Men need a rule of life, something, in which they can repose absolute trust, they want sincerity and love.”
“I cannot blame You, my God, if You have turned Your back on men, for they have deserted the path of righteousness shown them by the men of olden times. Truth is with us no more, and men choose the pleasant paths of ignorance in preference to the more austere and profitable one. The pure worship, which once filled this land and guided its people has fallen prey to greedy and ambitious men. Its cornerstone is no longer the rigorous life of devoted service, which brings its own revelation. Its centrepiece is no longer the dark chamber of austerity where great spirits sought the light, but the pomp elaborate but empty ceremonial and futile sacrifice. It is a thing of well organized but barren ritual, the perverted tool of unscrupulous priests. The temples have become refuges for those who seek to avoid the trials of life. How can such be as they ever be true servants of God? Where, except from among them, can He find servants? I see, I understand, but, my God, it is hard for one who suffers such as I to face the truth without bitterness. Am I, who did not ask to enter this place of sorrows, to suffer for the wrongdoing and ignorance of others? Is there no dividing line between those who remain loyal and those who have deserted you? Perhaps this, too, I understand, for are we not taught that all are brothers, and men stand and fall with their kindred?
I do not erase the words I have inscribed with heavy heart and a spirit overburdened with grief and perplexity, for through the enveloping mists of sorrow, I perceive a light dimly. This is my message to those who follow and who may be tossed on the turbulent waters of despondency and despair, my pitiful contribution to the great total of inherited wisdom: If you seek God and find Him not, then blame lies with the men and not with God. For the spirit of man has begotten something which has stepped between to stop the ears of the everlasting inner man. He is blinded by the thick mummy wrappings of muttered ritual and vain ceremonial, misled by ignorant and hypocritical priests [THIS MATERIAL LIFE AND ALL IN IT / THE BIOCHEMICAL LOBOTOMY]. Yet God is still merciful, for knowing those destined for darkness and terror in the life to come [SHEOL/HELL/SOULTRAP/LOSS OF SOUL CONSCIOUSNESS/AI BORG ASSIMILATION], he showers success and good fortune upon them here. KNowing those destined for life as Glorious Ones, He further refines and tests them with sorrow and affliction, that their glory may be greater. I know, for in declaring my trust by setting forth these things, my heart has suddenly been filled with an indescribable light of spiritual illumination, and now I know greater things beyond any hint of doubt. I too am awakened.”

As I read this passage from the Kolbrin, I recalled my son’s love of the book The LOWLY WORM. He was under two years old, it was a large library book, perhaps the same author as Where’s Waldo? (Same time period, for sure). Now I see that, like the globe earth model and evolution, both lies created to hide the fact that we are divine created beings, Lowly the Worm was written to entrain toddlers that they were no more important than another countless worm in the dirt they crawled on and played in.

Certainly we know that is wrong, just as this scribe wrote, realizing via his work re-writing for posterity the ancient, sacred knowledge for man’s perpetuity to be safely stored, protected against the next – coming, impending – Destroyer crossing how real it is, the soul in us.

Short URL for sharing shorturl.at/eioIL

© @EatingToAscend https://eatingtoascend.wordpress.com 2019

WHY DO WE EXIST?

Note to the reader: the spiritual category word BELIEVER is what the first now-called-christians referred to themselves as. Yeshua never wanted to make a religion or a church.
He came as the energetic force of the Most High on a DNA rescue mission.

We have learned that we have been farmed as a human harvest in a prison construct that is actually a sensory illusion. Here we are dismantling it, one heart at a time. Our separate voices join as one in The One. Our weapon? Truth, which is Love. Why does Love rule? I wanted to share with you here my readings on this from three sources: the accepted bible, the ancient texts the Kolbrin and the Emerald Tablets of Thoth, and the words of the dearly compassionate evangelist, Derek Prince, who, I think, helped open doors for many in understanding who they are and what this existence here means, in simple words from a man who originally studied philosophy and adopted a dozen African children as his own, a selfless giver, and so in touch with the Most High that his tears will move you, too.

“Let nothing be done by personal ambition. What are we to be moved by? The answer is love or compassion. What prompts us to speak act or interrelate should be of love, not gainful personally. We have been told to love one another. If love is of God, and everyone who loves is born of the Most High and knows the Most High, is that really what is motivating us? Is it the love of God? Is it compassion?” – Derek Prince
Good questions.
“There are some things that do not come without suffering. ‘That I may know him, Jesus, and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His suffering.’ (Phillipians chapter 3) Some things only come from suffering. Suffering does something other things won’t do. It prepares the soil for the fountain which arises from the pool of despair and lack. And people who pass through difficulty together are bonded in a way that others are not.”
That is the core definition of #TraumaBonding.

The Most High God, the Self-Creator whose garden is earth and created us to share His experience of eternal knowing with individual as aspects of Him in each of our unique souls, wants to go through things together with us. When we go through pain with love for others, a bond with Him forms which cannot be broken. We should not seek suffering but should be prepared for it, realizing that our spiritual growth hinges upon going through it. “God is a self-revealing God. He loves to share Himself. He has a deeper reason than that: He loves to share what He goes through: literally to share His experiences with Him (He already shares ours through omniscience). And when you go through the valleys of suffering, you are sharing something very precious and very wonderful. Here is where we are refined. You will come closer to the Lord than you’ve ever been, and that’s what the Most High wants: He’s not interested in our suffering: He’s interested in sharing His sufferings with Us.” – the above quotes are from Derek Prince
“This is the fate of man. He must strive for that which he cannot attain. He must believe in that which he cannot prove. He must seek that which he cannot find. He must travel a road without knowing its destination. Only then can the purpose of life be fulfilled. Man may believe he knows his destiny, but he cannot be assured with certainty; in no other way can he fulfill it. In this way alone can his soul be properly awakened to flower with its full potential. This alone may he know: the purpose of all human life is a goal so glorious it surpasses all earthly understanding.” – Kolbrin SCL:13:16-17, 12,000 – 24,000BC (or older).

It is because we become the love, translating pain into transcended soul growth. The human experience is a trial of the soul in the human consciousness of the body. Through selfless loving service to others we transmit the Light of life, the spark of creation which is Love which is God. Loving others joins us in Oneness with the Most High. To Love, to BE the self-creating force, or spark ignited without fuel or starts, that which defines itself beyond mortal quantification, and this fallen world in which the existence of so-called duality is passed off as balanced was not the original intention. Every one of the Nibiru/PlanetX/Dark Star – referred to in the many ancient texts and also the catholic church’s ‘holy bible’, including the fourteen books they removed to hide information so they could construct the fake history we are taught and reap profit off every aspect of us. Knowing that what they are attempting to hide from us all, to hide the next Grand Crossing in a world of spiritually stupefied, parasite-diseased body heavy-metal and calcified pineal gland materialism, human trafficking and sacrifice and overt worship of Ba’al, destruction of family and gender-bent transhumanism becoming one and all a part of the hive mind as people feed themselves into it, sheep to the slaughter.

We have been lied to in the worst of ways. (By the way, that is a really spot-on video detailing the DISNEY and HOLLYWOOD hidden-in-plain-sight indoctrination and sorcery cast onto the masses from cradle-to-grave… here it is and the link opens in a new tab. I used it because as an expression, it’s accurate.) These descendants of the fallen angel elite who run this world are trying to hide the prophecied End Days – prophecied much further back than 6,000 years, as the cycles were watched and planned for, to survive underground, so THEY KNOW IT’S COMING (the telescope the vatican owns and uses, with Jesuit astronomers at the helm is called Lucifer) – is to eke out every resource benefit possible until the very end, and hide out in their D.U.M.B.S. until the cataclysm’s worst is passed, and continue to rule the world with H2, Human 2.0. e.g. Transhumans in a world run by satanic artificial intelligence humans fed themselves into to become replicants.
If this sounds like science fiction to you, I beg you to realize: it’s FACT.

Back far, far beyond the earliest recorded words of humankind on earth, there was a hominid, hairy race on earth (we now know is the Sasquatch who have remained, but you will recognize that this hidden truth was the basis for the lie of Darwinian evolution theory: that’s how they do it) which was not adapted from the primate mammal lineage, and then a sudden infusion of DNA in which Man as we know ourselves to be now appeared suddenly. The flaw of Darwinism which proves its fallacy is the so-called “missing link”. I heard an analogy recently which illuminates the nonsense of evolution: “The concept that the earth and all life forms upon it occured as a spontaneous, random concoction of a few elements of primordial stellar soup is as plausible as a tornado running through the debris on the dirty floor of a machine shop and a Boeing 747 being formed.”

We were intelligently created, then the Annunaki came and the entire planet’s animal and plant system was genetically miscegenated. The Emerald Tablets of Thoth, who is also known as the god Enki and lived 351,000 years, flew over the earth and looked down and saw this Pre-Adamite human species. Why was Enki flying in earth’s lower atmosphere (which did not have a firmament yet, and has to remain a subject for another time)? The planet his people were on, what we call Nibiru now, required gold (atomic period table symbol Au) to seal the holes they had put in the ozone layer of Nibiru, which they, fallen angels, had destroyed by their careless usurpation of that planet’s atmosphere, as is their modus operandi, being entities which just use as they please, for their pleasures. So Enki returned to earth with some family members (excuse the abbreviated explanation) and thus we have the Sumer culture which appeared suddenly in Mesopotamia, as well as North and South America, and Antarctica, and a few other places. They enscribed meridian points all over the seven islands lying within the confines of the Ice Wall perimeter of the oceans and seas and land masses, and built massive stone complexes for watching for the return of Nibiru in its cyclic orbit overlapping earth’s. These structures are megalithic and remain unexplained by ‘scientists, archeologists, historians and scholars’ [sic] today.

With their original privileged angel knowledge of plant medicines, and all other highest order information, they injected their own DNA, which is referred to now as “alien” by geneticists who are decoding the human genome. (Interestingly, the vatican-approved bible old testasment King James version uses alien six times to describe these ‘foreign people’ another biblical reference term). Their fallen angel attempt to ‘be as gods’ and alter life forms. This is where the hybrid beasts of mythology come from. The use of the word concept “myth” is intentionally misleading. With every cataclysm caused by the Most High via a crossing and pole shift, civilizations were destroyed, land masses heaved and folded into earth like one kneads bread dough (interestingly enough, we bakers are taught to knead dough in the shape of a ram’s head – ram, goat, Baphomet, Satan), and a cleasing reset occurred, always destroying peoples and places rife with evil. Fallen angel knowledge, no matter how beautiful in original use, was misused here. After a number of cycles (how many, we do not know, but one imagines that satan’s church the vatican does, since the occult (hidden) is theirs, since they stole truth and hid it, continuing to suppress it now via censorship of every method).
They made slaves.
And then after the next cataclysm passed, from which we see the extant tunnels and structures which survived, despite the bombing of sites in the Middle East and Vietnam, Cambodia, and other locations, where under the pretense of a war they send in troops and bombs to destroy the evidence… Monsanto made Agent Orange to defoliate the jungles so they could see giant megalithic structures and pillage then destroy them. The excuse given was to expose the Vietnamese people who were shooting at our soldiers… we went to destroy true history. Same in the Middle East. Wake up! Know these facts!

Watch this short 7-ish minute video called USA – CIA – Killed Millions – To Hide Proof of Giants in Laos

Why were we incepted here then then by the Most High later as Sons of Adam? Why do we struggle to define ourselves and a creator? Why do we have circumspect natures always seeking? That is, at least until this generation X and onward (EMO, millennial, transgender), thanks to the biochemical and programming lobotomies all are subjected to. I am not saying (as I write this, the frequencies which I am forced to endure in the nearby millimeter wave bath of 5G, neighbors’ IoT and satellites above (I have no internet at home, and my phone is a ‘dumbphone’… I hope you make the same choices and de-matrix as you can) are varying in pitch and volume wildly. This picks up drastically when I “embarrass the illuminati”, as my ex-Lockheed Martin computer systems engineer friend said to me a few months ago. (Shrug.)

“We may visualize our individual goals as we will; it is ordained that we have this freedom. How close or how far that we are from reality is of little consequence: what is, is. He who seeks a non-existent destination will, nevertheless, get somewhere. He who seeks not at all will get nowhere. Earthly life fulfills itself without attainment.” – Kolbrin SCL:13:18
“… for each is the keeper of his spirit. Each soul is fashioned by every thought, desire and deed, every emotion that touched it during its sojourn in an earthly body. Each is the maker of his own future, the fashioner of his own being.” – Kolbrin SCL:14:17-18
“The love of God for His wayward children has been limitless and abounding. It has remained changeless throughout the ages, filled with His noble purpose. He created so that He might express and share that love, which is the very essence of His nature, with beings created in His likeness, beings that could absorb and reflect that love. Yet, that His love might be wholly free, man was endowed with freewill which he has used perversely.”  – Kolbrin SCL:18:11
“For out of the heart proceed evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, blasphemies:” – Matthew 15:19

Understanding the effects of intention on water reveal what we nned to know about LOVE and our incarnation here on earth, and where our soul shall reside after this life.  Dr. Masaru Emoto on Human Consciousness and Water article many excellent videos online as well), and I embedded one I particularly like at the bottom of this page.

Passing from this body which loses 21 grams of weight at death, DMT, the spirit molecule, exits our pineal gland and our spirit leaves, to be judged, and directed to our eternal address. What we did here, the lessons we learned or rejected, the inner self we formed by our choices, disciplines, or lack thereof, are recorded and we stand before the Creator. As we are not truly limited by Time, the eternal is now, and we are living our eternal destiny with the choices we make in the now of what we experience with the five senses of this dimension and our self-awareness of being. Every moment is a concentric echo reverberating limitlessly, without beginning or end.
You may want to read this post…
Loving others without limit is the only thing which puts an end to the trauma damage: that vicious cycle of parasitismic predation of soul energy. If love is light, we can know that darkness – the lack of light – is energetic destruction. That is death. Only love creates. Take for example the dark matter creation that is CERN. Their CON-cern is to create anti-matter and open portals for it to enter this realm from other dimensions. The craft of this being done has as one of its goals to attempt to extinguish – by outnumbering through demonic force entities invited in and given place to in humans and other living forces on earth – the Light of the Most High creator God. The technology to accomplish this is literally out of this world: occult supernatural: an ever-increasingly shocking epitome of dark arts. Humans, over 7 billion on the planet (not to mention animal souls, which possibly have a collective soul, I am not certain of that, but I do wonder) are becoming an unparalled repository of GMO parasites and diseases. No food on earth, no biological entity of any kingdom, exists with untainted DNA. Death is built into our genetics with the third strand, and that is fed – and as ouroboros, feeds itself – by all processes on earth. Only love itself, the light, negates its destructive power of life-sapping as an atomic structure dark hole in our basic cell building blocks.

From the Kolbrin scroll 25:40 and 41, written AT THE EARLIEST 12,000+ years ago, a full 14,000 years before the bible the catholic church allowed and 501c3 tax-paying, government approved churches use:
“O God, who teaches us in so many strange ways in this great place of instruction called earth, who set us tasks to an end which we cannot foresee, and who tests us to measure our abilities and to try our courage and fidelity. Instruct us, so we may better understand the bitter lessons, which purge from our natures all that is unwholesome to the spirit. Strengthen us so we may bear all things without complaint and conduct ourselves under the strict discipline of this unique place of instruction. Open the eyes of understanding within us, so that we may benefit by every experience and not waste time bewailing our lot.”

As you read these quotes written before the bible was, it is clear that prior to the last planetary comet-impact reset, there were those who believed in a Most High God. So much so that they sought to document and store their words to survive the next coming extinction-level events, which always wipe man’s memory along with the earth’s face. The writings we have access to, though so numerous that one could spend a lifetime reading and understanding, are still incomplete, as the vatican and the elite fallen angel so-called alien (that’s the deception, the aliens ARE the fallen angels) descendents only released a small amount of this esoteric knowledge record. Remember: the ‘Holy’ Roman Empire burned the Library of Alexandria. The Hall of Records under the Sphinx and the Egyptian Pyramids is sequestered away by them. They would have us think that only their bible from which they removed fourteen books is the only truth there is. Even THEN they go against it, embracing abominations and implementing the beast and new world order.

See my post on the underground caves of Malta, and the one below. Every continent has archeological feats like this. In the North American continent, they were mostly destroyed in the name of “civilization”, and/or hidden in plain site, or by public parks.

The incredible Ellora Caves Documentary 2019 The Mind-Boggling Rock Cut Temples of India video is just another staggering example of the truth hidden, and the power of intention. If the nephilim used cymatics to do this… all over the earth… we can too, through love and intention. Certainly, we can ascend.

So to wrap this up, what you must know is that YOU ARE A DIVINE BEING OF LOVE, FROM LOVE AND CAN RETURN TO ETERNAL LOVE. A great price was paid for you. Yes, a child was born after being foretold in prophecy for thousands of years who had only 23 chromosomes – the late archeologist Ron Wyatt proved that by blind independent separate lab testing of blood samples from the cracked rock where the Messiah Christ, Jesus of Nazareth, a man who walked this earth from year zero (there’s a hint of the real truth, in that the elite use His birth year as calendar demarcation!) to year 33AD: here are two videos – one called Ron Wyatt blood of Christ and another called The Ark of the covenant found now revealed the blood of Christ on the mercy seat Documentary SD.
Yes, we have been lied to in the worst of ways, and the smear campaign known by the world as science, history, medicine and all academia and institutions, along with these hidden truths, is preventing people from knowing their identity and purpose. Think about what this has done! It has created an industry of mental illness, which is really spiritual lack of knowledge.

I pray – put out complete heart intention – that this helps anyone reading it to connect at least a few more dots, and understand the meaning of our existence with daily inspired rededication to do their best to face the electromagnetic frequency challenges ahead, and the fate of their souls. We have all been traumatized: it’s worse than ever, the cycles. Example: pedophilia is rampant, people are using aborted fetal cells in everything almost, homosexuality and gender confusion are normalized, and we are being replaced by robots. The hate and evil of Sharia Law and Islam is protected and promoted while believers in Christianity are being arrested. The mainstream news and all reporters are liars for a living. NASA is a satanic arm and geoengineering is used to hide the incoming system Nibiru, stop photosynthesis and food production, kill the pollinators, and the SpaceFence of Solar Warden and SkyNet China just implemented – the Social Credit Score surveillanced and tabulated, which governs citizens’ every move and opportunity, this is just an iceberg tip. It’s bad and how much worse can it get.

Knowing who you are, and that the secret we all carry is that the incredible physics of Love can take your soul home to the Most High is Love’s unstoppable liberty. We are simply decieved into not accepting what is already within us. ❤

© @EatingToAscend, https://eatingtoascend.wordpress.com

If You Doubt Your Worth, Listen To This

Video

You’re so beautiful. You’re the most beautiful I ever saw. You cost me everything I had, but you were worth it. I’m glad I got you. I love you.

Think of yourself as a uniquely beautiful and valuable pearl. Do you know that pearls are the result of suffering? It is out of the suffering of an oyster that a pearl comes forth. So maybe you’ve been through suffering, and you question whether God really loves you [or even if God exists]. Over the span of human history the truth of who we are has been hidden by the royalty, governments and churches and the elite, creating a schism in the human psyche regarding the truth of who we are.

We are NOT unimportant, insignificant or worthless. We are EXTREMELY VALUABLE. We are the pearl of great price.

All negativity and trauma is from the evil forces, called occult, satanic, witchcraft. People have been deceived and see the world upside-down; inverted. People think they are insignificant and hate themselves. We are being attacked by witchcraft via chemicals, medications, water, air, food, TV and radio, all music, frequencies, social media, and everything in the artificial construct called our world.

You have value. You are a divine being convinced you’re space junk.
E, you mean everything to me. My love enfolds you, and carries you. It is inescapable, and in our DNA.

Wake up. You are a spiritual being. LOVE IS CREATION, LOVE DOES NOT CREATE TRAUMA. To break the trauma trap all you need to do is accept that you have been decieved, and be free. The price was paid, you owe nothing. It’s been yours and mine and ours all along. We were tricked. Now we know.

BE THE LOVE / YOU ARE LOVE / LOVED /LOVE HAS WINGS

(Begins at 55:46)

In Memory of Nichole Travers Little Cabana, stolen from life on December 20, 2018

#TRIGGERWARNING
Added: see bottom

 

Nichole, Bean Hollow, 2012

I was called last night by my daughter-in-law’s roommate, who realized no one had told me that she overdosed last week. I had been with her two days before, taking gifts for her and my granddaughter (named after my daughter and Nichole’s twin sister).

I stand against you Satan until my last breath fighting your evil in this life we are all in in this world you have corrupted and lives you destroy.

I am so sad for my granddaughter, she is not yet 14. Nichole’s twin sister, her mom and siblings and friends. I am loving each of you. Sending all my love.  Doing all I can to not cry and produce trauma energies for their collection.

Nichole had begun to embrace the knowledge I was sharing. (She had seen Afflicted, before our reuniting after a few years being separate – her ability to forgive and love was great.) Before I left last Monday (her twin was with us all day too, us three girls like in old times years past) she said she was wrapping her mind around it, it made her forehead hurt. HER PINEAL WAS OPENING. Praise the MOST HIGH.

Note From Nichole, age 15

LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE

I love you Nichole. I lift you up to our Creator, the Most High. He knows everything you were considering and trying to understand. He knows your heart. Your heart is Good. We are all trauma victims.

Added on January 13, 2019:

I have been writing a book called SUPERNATURAL IN MY LIFE. I did not know that Nichole had died until the 26th when her roommate (the one who followed the advice in my post DO THIS WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE) called. There I was, sending texts, emails, leaving voice messages after the 18th when we were last together. I have had supernatural things occur as long as I can remember, back to age two. Never forgotten.
I wrote this early on the morning of December 21st. I write so much that this was ‘backburnered’ in my mind until, reading aloud to my friend the chapters I have finished in the book. This dear friend who helped me have my granddaugher’s weighted blanket custom-made and shipped to her because his own son almost OD’d on fentanyl just two weeks before Nichole did. (This is true #empathy.) He has known me since I was 20, old friends with the my children’s grandparents. As I began to read the most recent event of December 21st, I realized Nichole had come to visit.
Here is what I wrote, less than twenty-four hours from her death, less than 25 miles from her body in the mortuary, without knowing – NO ONE TOLD ME – she had died.

4AM WALKED INTO KITCHEN IN DARK FOR WATER, THERE WAS A FLASH OF ENERGY, December 21, 2018

At about 4AM I walked naked (I usually wear sleep clothes now, for rapture preparedness, but last night felt constricted, irritated skin, dry?) into the kitchen for lemon water (alkaline) and as I took my first step past the threshold of my bedroom door into the kitchen space there was a very fast, very intense, tight small flash of light that immediately disappeared through the wall below the window – toward the graveyard. It was very fast, very intense, very concentrated and very real and it happened like a hand clap and was gone. I felt as I poured my water like a presence lingered. I believe it was a disembodied spirit, and was keeping place with the art materials I am giving Emily. I photographed them yesterday and sent the photos to Cherie, Nichole’s roommate, since Nichole’s phone is off right now. The two boxes of art supplies are full of love. Just as when I experienced the spirit throwing my portfolio then book at the Little’s, and heard the footsteps running in the hall, so did Mamaux, just as a spirit came out of my unplugged, turned off Powerbook in 2017, this was real. It is in form like the whirl of manifestation of a jinn in cartoons. Genie. An entity.
I am so glad I am moving from here, and getting away from these demons concentrated in this forsaken church building place of pain and death. This dead town full of zombies. Not that any other location does not have them. But this ground I live on is literally full of death, being a graveyard, and old church from 1870 whose founder/minister the owners disinterred when they put in the basement steps.
If you want to see a human spirit leaving the body, watch the video at the bottom of this blog post… 

BREATH OF LIFE

A site I have been going over is Spiritual Science Research Foundation. We have been lied to since – easily the pre-Pharaonic era of Egypt. Plato, Socrates and Solon spoke of these mysteries. The elite have diluted us to shells of who we really are. Whether you realize it or not (I see it in your struggle of duality, in you, see it easily as in myself), the struggle is so real and getting more tangibly difficult. The reason is that things are changing so fast now with the electromagnetic, cosmological and dimensional (timeshift) changes. This is why they are building the FEMA camps, creating One World Govt, martial law, the social credit system, cryptocurrency, etc. The solar/space/emf grid programs. Common Core mis-education. Vaccines. On and On and On.
In this site, they explain the three components making up the percentage of a person; their balances and the meaning. If the bodily falls to less than 20%, the person will dematerialize. I have experienced this is minor, partial ways during fasting and detox. I have felt my body move through space and time as I thought I perceived it – habitually – as if I was moving through waves of aether, like a vapor mirage radiating effect, looking down at myself. I have even written notes and arranged items in these times, in case I did “disappear”.

I … think I … am still here.

Is that because I am thought-generated? Thoughts not my own. The inner knowing/gnosis when thoughts stop and the heart speaks is the me of Love and Creation, creations of these souls I miss (family) who are… in the matrix.

So what most fulfills me now is sending waves of love to everyone I love. To those from my body, and those related. And to everyone who has been traumatized. That’s all of us.
Long ago I could not take city buses. I would cry, seeing how people treated each other. I went to “a therapist” – a mistake – who said I had “universal depression”/was depressed for the universe.

When I first started going it was in 1987, after my brother suicided. I took a list of questions, and the first question – most important – was “Can we incorporate spirituality into my therapy?” She said no, we would focus on getting the basics and that could come later. I actually saw her again about 6 years ago, for issues related to my divorce from the secretly-trangender Washington DC newsman and his having stolen all I owned from me in basically what is a court-sanctioned theft and life-destruction. I saw her for only a few sessions because it was worthless to me. Do you know what the first thing she said to me was, after years of having not seen me?
“I want to apologize to you for not letting you address spiritual issues in your therapy when we started years ago.”
That woman, I found out, randomly almost, was an ex-Catholic nun and a repressed lesbian who never married or had children. I never knew that about her all those years. That person advised me on how to destroy my family.
So now I advise anyone who asks me about therapy to avoid it, that finding a therapist who acts from a place of true love and understanding just isn’t possible within the paradigms of this world.
They are all a part of the agenda by the alphabet elites to destroy humanity.
Now that was a rather detouresque sidebar!

To apply this dematerialization concept to life now is a good idea. Raising our vibrations in the face of this 5G, heavy metal, agenda of hatred of all things good onslaught. I look at my children and their spouses, and they are all into witchcraft and paganism and mythology and all things nephilim, based on their beliefs, which are a product of this world. It is breaking my heart. Yet I transcend even that, with LOVE.

I keep sending them ALL my love. I keep my hands busy making them things, writing them things.
I LOVE THEM. I MADE THESE HUMANS IN MY BODY. My names include Mom and Gramma. (Not getting into the cloning part yet, here.)
I was traumatized, and they inherited trauma I inherited. What they do not realize is that through the renewal of spirit by Yehushua / God – the LIGHT – we are reborn and the contract with trauma is ended. In the strong delusion of acceptance and inverted ~Isms of this last cataclysmic age, they are completely MATERIALIZED, and of this world.
The strong delusion.

And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie:” 2 Thessalonians 2:11

BUT the scalar force of LOVE through DNA carries. I carry that knowledge and in moments of frailty in echoes of implanted pain I go within and love them.

LOVE HAS WINGS.

LOVE BREAKS THE CHAINS.

LOVE CARRIES.

OUR LUNGS ARE WHERE OUR WINGS ATTACH. (This is a thought you can’t unthink now.)

A LIGHT IN THE SKY IN EARLY AFTERNOON THAT DISAPPEARED LEAVING RAINBOW HALF-CIRCLE PORTAL DIRECTLY OVER ME

A LIGHT IN THE SKY IN EARLY AFTERNOON THAT DISAPPEARED LEAVING RAINBOW HALF-CIRCLE PORTAL DIRECTLY OVER ME, December 19, 2018

It was large, as large as the moon would be if in that spot the way things used to be (for reference, now all bets are off).

[Written about 3PM EST] Let me start by saying that I have been recording the skies all day. From the moment I looked out the kitchen window southward, with the due east to the left of my southern horizon view, which parallels the eastern seaboard coastline, and about sixty miles from Washington DC, I have observed the immediate post-dawn chemtrailling jets stacked one upon the other simultaneously spraying from east to west, low on the horizon, as I looked facing directly south. Literally a dozen lines made by these evil sociopaths. Every day they outdo their egregious days before.

My photographs as the day progressed show exactly the artificial cloud patterns created. Like yesterday, I looked at some of the formations and thought (and at one point inferred in a very short video) it looks like they are hiding crafts (“what are they hiding”). (I’ll post the images of their chemical aerosol stratospheric aerosol injection madness later/soon, and back-link.)

Early in the afternoon (timestamp on the phone photos) I went to use the bathroom and looked out its west-facing window. The cold, white sun was there at about 1-ish location-wise, slightly south-west of west, the sky was bizarrely patterned, and whoa! I said to myself, there is another light in the sky, west. It was shimmering rainbow iridescent like moving oil, in a paisley-shaped changing shape-shifting cloud. I grabbed the (older iPhone) camera, and ran outside, to get better pictures than through window glass. Took shots of it and a video, and then a delivery van drove up, window down, radio blaring, so I stopped filming. Once the vehicle had gone, and I was looking for the light which is just a few seconds was gone, I looked around, then up. DIRECTLY OVER MY HEAD WAS A PERFECT HALF CIRCLE RAINBOW WITH CLEAR SKY IN THE CENTER. *I began to film and document it, took between 2 and three minutes of video, then turned off my camera and went inside.

I live in a church converted into apartments, seven of them. I do know that the owners, business partners who buy buildings for rental properties, told me that they exhumed the grave of the minister who built this church in 1870 and who is buried in the backyard cemetery (there is no yard, only cemetery and parking lot/driveway/stairwell to basement which smells like churchyard mold). They exhumed his grave without legal permit or pastoral presence, so they could dig a poured concrete stairwell and basement entry. His gravestone and casket was lifted out and put back in, his headstone was moved and set away from its original place, as was his casket, and his footstone is sideways. They didn’t even orient it correctly. So, and since I sense and see spirits, that’s some bad ju-ju present. I have talked with three other tenants who have seen orbs and felt a presence which all creeped them out. I have written about how my hat flew off the shelf as if pushed outward a few months back (not my first experience with entities moving things).

I went upstairs to write the experience while it was fresh and as I looked at the two videos I had made of the light, and then the semi-circular portal overhead, after taking a few still photos, I realized that they had each filmed while off, not on. I DID NOT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. I realized with a chilling understanding that my phone/camera had been manipulated by them. *supernatural

Before sitting down to write this, I made a small pot of coffee, to collect my thoughts and listen to some reflection on our spiritual reality on a CD. While I had been outside filming, the already loud harrassing electronic frequencies increased even more, incredulously. (I am always shocked as they keep ramping it up as time goes on, why shocked, I don’t know, and maybe I’ll get over that, but it does help me maintain a sense of humor, in an odd way.) So by the time my coffee was done I checked the sky and it was cleared to the west and south, pretty much. FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL DAY.

I truly believe that the eastern seaboard is under a heavy flotilla of crafts.
Many mornings begin with the sound of very high aircraft and what sounds like supersonic flights and their fighting/evasion/chasing. I don’t know how to really explain that further.

And as I type, my head is feeling TREMENDOUS PRESSURE, LIKE A VISE HAS GRIPPED MY SPINE ABOUT C-3 OR C4, AND MY HEAD IS BEING SQUEEZED. This feeling is not pleasant, and, like the chemtrails, is a new level of bad.
How much of this is due to CERN and the entities they are summoning.

I will also add that my LAPTOP HAS BEEN FUCKED WITH ALL DAY AND IT WILL START UP, NOTHING IS WRONG WITH IT, AND IT SHUTS OFF AS IF FORCED OFF AT THE MOTHERBOARD. ALL DIAGNOSTICS RUN SAY IT’S FINE. I AM A CERTIFIED TECH WHO WORKED FOR AEROTEK, NASA GODDARD AND DISCOVERY CHANNEL. (I now embrace my low credit score 🙂

Just before i went to the bathroom and this all started, I had been – when I got the laptop working after six hours since it went haywire after I got up – writing a blogpost about French president Emmanuel Macron possibly being the antichrist. I had just made an image of YouTube videos in a row, with the search macron antichrist above, and was about to insert it into my wordpress post editor – and the laptop powered off.
And all day I have been thinking that it looks like crafts are being hidden by the chemtrails.

Closeup of cloud fishcraft 19Dec2018 And my granddaughter drew a drawing (she’s almost fourteen now, and gifted) of a large, malevolent fish-like but with gills creature, and eyes, and I saw it on Monday (will get a pic for comparison as soon as I can, have “a call in”) and it was practically pictured in the sky (see photograph) and did she have a precognition of Lucifer, or an alien ship, or evil in the aether, or below; the deep abyss? SAME.
(The larger image below)
Fishcraft in clouds, December 19, 2018

I am done recording this. Please Father Creator Most High draw my loved ones to you, unveil their eyes and hearts. My DNA is in them, I love them. We were all lied to. December 19, 2018. (Written on the very old off-network non-wifi laptop which is basically a typewriter, and saving to removeable drives… do not trust the ghosts in the machine…)

(Posted the day before my daughter-in-law Nichole Travers Little Cabana died.)

SAGE ADVICE: EMBRACE A LOW CREDIT SCORE

We make a difference, every one of us.

It’s a long story, lol, but our DNA carries the information we need to return to our spiritual state, and our love carries others, our vibrations. This is why they force GMOs upon us, to dilute and break our genetic code as spiritual beings, and hybridize us with their own (reptilian in nature, or… worse…) I will be writing about that.

And a factoid reminder regarding “Natural Flavor” in food (if labelled, even). Don’t eat it. All but 7 of the tech giant Synomyx’s 77 patents refer to the use of HEK 293 (human embryonic kidney) cells, which researchers have used for decades as biological workhorses. (Yet everyone believes SNOPES for “fact checking”. Soros, anyone?)

I want to share something beautiful and inspiring. I got a call from a young mother on her way back from her 3 month old son’s first postnatal visit. She nurses him and stood her ground on NO VACCS. I met him at <4 weeks old, and he is PERFECT, alert – you can sense that ~someone is home in there~ . Well, the doctor (she put off earlier “scheduled” pediatrician visits knowing it was unneccesary/invasive. SHE IS 23, the mom) pushed hard but when she stood firm she was asked to sign a waiver. She refused, heeding the advice DO THIS WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE – sign NOTHING. But she read it… And called me when she left the office to tell me that it would have incriminated her for allowing her son to spread the diseases she refused to vaccinate for to other children.

THEY ARE BLATANT IN THEIR SHUNTING OF DEPOPULATION RESPONSIBILITY, PLACING BLAME FOR THEIR OWN COMPLICIT DEATH-SPREADING ONTO THE INNOCENTS WHO REFUSE TO TAKE PART IN IT, BUT SIGN THE WAIVER.

WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE, SIGN N O T H I N G.

I just turned down a “good” part-time job because they demanded a TB tine test. I could refuse the HepC vacc but not the tine… so, no job for me. I don’t trust them a bit; they’re not puncturing my skin with anything.

See what they are doing?

They are corralling the herd into death chutes. Not only physically, but more chilling, soul traps. The GMOs and heavy metals divorce you from who you were created to be (unless, of course, you’re a demon… good luck with that [sic]).

NOW IS THE TIME TO EMBRACE THE GRACE AND TRUE NOBILITY OF A LOW CREDIT SCORE.

The social credit system has been in place a long, long time. We just see it now.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY MY DAUGHTER

It is with a heavy heart I live today. Yet simultaneously I live in JOY.

Today my daughter Emily (who my son named my granddaughter – his daughter, after my daughter his older and only sister – after) has turned 39. This day she was born.

I mailed her a gift package to the address I knew four years ago. I hope it gets to her.

A carved Pink Himalayan Salt votive candle holder, a pair of hand-sewn curtains in a block-print vintage Victorian blown rose fabric, and an eight-page letter.

I cannot describe the profundity inherent in the challenge of being made dead by my own family. I am existentially erased. In their minds.

Me, I’ve actually let go.

Detox and removing vampiric layers will do that for a person!

All things possible with the Most High God, in this illusion of a world!

I work very hard to center within the seat of my soul to feel God’s Goodness within myself. To not succomb to the evil that so derailed my life from birth. I have come to the conclusion that I have very little genetic serpent seed in my genes. That my task as an Elect in this incarnated flesh skin is to return to the first estate. I knew my VMAT2 was high… but at this point, realizing and seeing all I do, seeing others begin to discover what I have always known within, I see why I was targeted so early – from birth – and “never amounted to anything”, no matter how manythings I tried. Something always happened, and it was usually a death, or illness, or emergency. That’s how Satan works.

The Ice Flow of my life now

Written in a #nanowrimo slam last month

 

So whatever brings your day to you Emily, know that you are loved beyond measure.

Not only by me. I just birthed you (yes, my DNA call your name).

By GOD and Yehushua the Messiah Christ.

I know that the DNA in you will win. GOOD PREVAILS: all things in Christ.

I love you, my dear daughter! Happy Birthday!