March 2011 Archives
11:11 ~ 2012 ~ And The Apocalypse
Thursday morning when I looked at my Twitter feed I read that Japan was hit with an 8.8 earthquake. It seemed like every day I was reading about an earthquake somewhere in the world. China, New Zealand, Indonesia, the Philippines, and even Arkansas! I even posted on my Facebook status that with all of these seismic shifts around the world, that California’s “big one” must be right around the corner.
While listening to the media yesterday about the earthquake in Japan I heard the word “apocalypse” used more than once, and with 2012 being just around the corner, I thought this might be a good time to share information that I had received not only about 2012 but also about changes taking place on our earth right now. My source of information is not of this world, which means some of you will believe in the credibility of the information, and some of you will dismiss it. That is your choice.
So let’s start with 2012. When I asked the question if the Earth was going to come to an end in 2012 this was the response I received:
The end of the Earth is not going to happen. It is when the Mayans ended the calendar because they had no concept of it going any further. The end of the world is not going to be a big explosion; it is going to be a change in understanding. It is going to be a good thing but it’s going to take people like you and others to bring that understanding to bear. There are great difficulties that will arise, especially financially, and people will need to learn acceptance as you did. Accept what is and work with it. You cannot break Universal Law but you will break yourself against it. Universal Law says this is the perfect way for it to be, and to ignore that sets you up for your own self-destruction.
Another question in the back of my mind is why is there all of this attention being given to the number 11:11 on clocks. People seem to be acutely aware of its presence, and they also make a “wish” when they see it. Here is what I was told:
11 and 11 are master numbers and it is a moment in time when mankind aligns with the masters. The visual message is reminding the individual to align themselves with the Universe and focus.
The following is a summary of some of the information given at a group reading in January 2011. It speaks to what will be occurring in the very near future for all of us….and what is to come. Again, you can choose to accept this info or you can choose to dismiss it. After 25 years of receiving information from this 7th dimensional master, I have learned that his predictions and insights for the world are veracious.
January is the door that opens up a very difficult year, especially for those who refuse to understand what it is all about. You must remain strong and stay on the path you were meant to be on. Do not make big changes now.
February will be a difficult month. Man makes everything so difficult. This is a month where you are going to see a lot of change. There will be more anger and more hatred between individuals. Stand strong and be helpful and kind. Do not fall into a path of anger or hatred. If you fall into it you dignify the anger that is present. Never give dignity to that which is harmful to other beings who are your brothers and sisters.
In March things will begin to clear up. It is not going to seem that way at first but if you hold on, it will. It’s very important that you know that. But it won’t happen unless it has your help. Remember that it is time to walk your path in kindness and with compassion. Do everything while watching your priorities. Make sure everything is very clear to you. It’s very important. Also, do not jump blind-folded.
As the year goes on you will see the world wobbling in its emotion. As the months pass….things will get better. The economy is going to pick up….but the anger imbedded in the spirits of those who are now angry and going without is still going to be there. It will take them time to work it out.
You all have an important position in this. Bring your light into a darkened nation. Love each other and love everyone you talk to….everyone in your life. Remember what I always tell you. Bless the being and the path he is on because you don’t know that path…..you don’t walk that path……and you don’t know where that path is leading them….so bless their path. Do it with kindness and silently. You don’t have to say Bless You out loud. That is what you do for sneezing. You don’t have to say anything…just smile. Be quiet and understand that they are travelling a path that you may not understand but that does not make it a wrong path, it is just not your path and each and every path is different.
This year is a master year. Everything you’ve learned to this point you are going to have to express in one way or another. All these years have brought you to this year to prove yourself. Prove that you know what you speak of. So you better get afoot. Stand tall in what you believe and no matter what anyone says to you….don’t think about it. It’s not important. Know who you are. Know what others say about you is not always true. I want you all to benefit from this. Got it?
High School
The following was written by my 14-year old daughter. I share with you not so you can be a voyeur in her life, but because you may also have a child who is going through adolescence which is one of the most challenging periods of our lives. Following her journal entry is a poem to further express what she was feeling when she began high school in Concord and wanted to return to her favorite middle school in Oakland.
I remember the first couple of weeks of high school, and how much hell I went through, trying to find just one friend who would eat lunch with me, or walk with me at break, but it seemed as if everyone had their circle of friends already, and I didn’t really have anywhere to go.
I FINALLY found my friends, but within a few more weeks, half of them left for some other group, and I feel like the remaining half doesn’t want me there. I feel that each and every smile I see is fake. Sometimes they wander away from our meeting place, not even waiting for me, so I stand there alone, hoping someone I know will stroll by and say hello, but they never do, and there I am sitting in a classroom by myself while everyone else is outside having fun, sharing secrets, laughing.
Sometimes it feels like elementary school all over again, and I’m the lonely one on the end swing. Everybody here is so concerned about their own drama that they don’t even stop to look around and see that they aren’t alone. When I walk down the halls all I see are people with problems. Groups of kids talking and one on the side, trying to squeeze in. I hear them all talk about each other. I see them fight and put each other down. High school is just one big mess.
Teenagers seem to be totally delusional about their surroundings, their choices, and the things they say. We are all forced to be together here in this place we call school. We all just try to get by without failing, or getting into too much trouble. We all put on these fake smiles, but behind them are stories of guilt, pressure, regrets, and abuse. We are all damaged and broken. This…is high school.
Footsteps of regret walk out from the door.
I’m trapped within these walls of which I’ve never seen before.
I walk down the halls as I stare at the floor.
I feel alone, I’m on my own, true friends I have no more.
Never have I been this way.
Never have I been shy.
But I know the smiles here are fake.
The friendships are a lie.
I question myself for leaving my home.
I always ask myself why.
I laugh no more.
I fall asleep while tears fall from my eyes.
I turn around, my sight is blind,
But I hear all that they say.
They roll their eyes, deceive me,
They always walk away.
My heart sinks low, my mind distraught.
Shed a few tears I may.
I have no strength, I hate this feeling,
That we call betray.
I never should have left my home.
It is where I belong.
This place is hell, it’s not the same,
And everything is wrong.
I strum my guitar with the sorrow I feel
And I play my sad song.
My heart is full of regret,
I feel it as I stroll along.
Damn this hell, I’m leaving now,
Forgotten you will be.
I don’t need you, you break me down,
And no I’m not sorry.
I’m going home, the place I belong.
Happy is what I’ll be.
As soon as I’m gone, I walk along.
I’m home. I’m here. I’m free.
