Sacred Rage

Today the Fall-Equinox...Take peace this Fall into your heart and being and have no fears about anything. Focus on what you really want for your long-haul survival, formed around love in its highest richness, and don't get lost in the day to day paranoias and pandemics.

Most of the fear mongering at this time for most of us is largely marketing scams by zealots pushing something or other. But to remain militant is rejecting the system as it is. The political and media systems are hopelessly corrupted, all of us need to continue subjecting all of it to a withering barrage of ridicule at every possible opportunity.

Sacred rage, which comes from deeply loving the truth and ethical respect for life.
Sacred rage. Don't allow anyone in your presence to continue nonchalantly repeating the imperial lies, zio and otherwise, without deflecting it into the gutter.

It is all our collective conscious which will shape the outcomes, we all have to do our little bit as we walk around helping people redefine what really is real. God is Real. God is Truth.

This is powerfull, I find. In fact, I find, an awful lot of people out there are pretty confused and have no problem relating to people who are gutsy enough to contradict Oy-bummer and all the TV talking heads of our Orwellian Carnivale. A bunch of circus clowns.

The great majority people have great misgivings and are listening real heard to people who give voice to the perceptions and facts which validates the mass misgivings. Don't miss the opportunity.

More than ever this Fall I feel a tremendous shift underway. The more the crooks grossly engage in their staged carny con games, the more obvious they become and the more mass consciousness is tuning into new directions and perceptions.


We are the change, we are making it. Day by day, we are redefining the world which is perceived by all. Keep it going. Raise the ante.

Hold fast your Sacred Rage!

The Mourning After

Where were you, God? And the Lord says...

'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'


You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001.

Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK..I am ready to go.' I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 'Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now.'

I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them. I was in Texas, Virginia, California, Michigan, Afghanistan.

I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.

Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath.

Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.

But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do.. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you . But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are 'ready to go.' I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

God

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Be Attentive

My lovely, Bride-to-be, My will is a food which satisfies. My will is a balm that heals. My will is a light that illuminates the darkness. My will is a strength that fortifies. My will is a wall that defends. My will is a tower that looks out, and sees all things in a new perspective. Yes, My will is a fortress that no army can penetrate, no evil can devour, no enemy can overcome. So remain in My word always and everywhere, consciously choosing that which is My will. Neglect this, and a breach in the wall is made, or rather, a breach in your heart for every enemy and malice to penetrate. And believe Me child when I tell you that the enemy is prowling around you now looking for any and all cracks. But when you are in My will, then you can ignore the enemy, even should it be an army outside the wall of your heart. He cannot penetrate to devour you, unless you let him.

So you see now, child, how attentive you must be!