The day of my mothers 90th birthday party I got my camera out and photographed a water color painting of my father done by a famous cash starved Vatican artist during the Allied occupation of Italy.
It's a remarkable watercolor as its so life like and really captured my father at age 24. I snapped a few off and hoped they would capture enough of the details so that I could later process it in photoshop so and have a copy to hang on my wall.
I walked out the room and there was a loud racket. Mom thought Sam the cat had knocked something over. My dad's photo had fallen off the wall! What was really odd was one of the nails that holds the hanger was missing from the frame. I laughed and said "hello dad!" Seems he was letting us know he would be there in Spirit at this milestone family event!
I often wonder what becomes of the dis-incarnate at ascension? Do they get a light body? Or do they have to incarnate into one through the birth process? I don't know the answer and I have never seen that topic addressed.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Cornstalks border my east and west, standing guard to this row of houses. Harvested a month ago, they are silent golden protectors, speaking only when the wind blows through. The coyotes keep their distance, but at night you can hear them howling; they are hunting. I am grateful for these cornstalk sentinels.
The world looks different further south, and in so many ways it is. We spent the morning working in the front yard and left to get some lunch. When we drove back in, I noticed we’d left the garage door open and the lawn was strewn with power tools. You couldn’t do that in the suburbs. Well you could, but more than likely they’d be gone when you returned. We are in the heartland. Down here you grow things, hunt things and help people.
The cows make strange noises at night; there is an occasional eerie wail. With the mass of stars overhead and this combination of animal calls, it’s as if we’ve entered another dimension.
Yet I see no evidence of “Ascension Awareness” here. Life is straightforward. It includes work, raising kids and crops, and play; all good things. I feel so deeply human here. This is my race.
I can’t deny feeling a bit out of place though. I have no internet access in this rural yard where I sit. For two days I’ve been unable to check in on what has become an important part of my daily life; my family of light workers. It’s been interesting. I feel, not quite like a fish out of water, but like the Ugly Duckling; accepted completely yet just a little bit different. We all pretend not to notice and I will move on soon enough.
This sense of being removed somehow from people I love isn’t comfortable. I’ve had it my whole life, and believe it’s because this time, I’m here not just to experience humanity, but to help humanity. We all are. For those of us who’ve heard the call, our time has arrived.
We are a bit removed because we’re always watching, waiting for the right moment. It’s as if we are now on high alert. This weekend, I am in a corn maze. It’s fun and I’m having a great time, but it’s time to find the exit.
We have to support each other now. We are family. Each of us is love. For some unique reason we chose to light the way and the rest of our families are depending on us to do just that. The gifts that are yours are needed right now. You are perfect. You chose this time and this family. It is the one most suited for success.
Consciously, we don’t speak of this, but on the soul level we all do. Your family and friends all know what you are doing here. You are lighting the way. There is need for your particular style of love; for your luminosity.
Discomfort or awkward feelings are distractions and you knew they might show up. At the same time you realized that your light was necessary, and trumped everything else. You are a light bearer. You are here to light the way. In the story, the ugly duckling turns out to be a swan. Now the swan isn’t better than the duck, but different; her wings are huge and her neck is longer. She sees much further.
Just like us. Our powerful wings are beating a path for the next pond. Only swans can see far enough to find the quickest route. That’s why the flock needs us. In order to make best use of our beautiful wings, we need to accept and love them – as is.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
|1 Kilogram Gold Bar|
By Mark Brander
Sunday, August 12, 2012 17:14
There can be no doubt that the US dollar will soon be history. China is recasting all of their gold reserves into small one kilo bars in order to issue a new ‘gold backed’ global currency. This is surely a strategic part of their recent push to sign new trade agreements with Russia, Japan, Chile, Brazil, India, and Iran. The cat is now out of the bag, the US will be given the ‘bums rush’ by the largest trading nations in the world and the dollar will go down in flames. GATA now estimates that 80% of the gold that investors believe they have in allocated accounts is long gone, the majority of it probably wound up in China.
Here is an excerpt from Jim Willie’s ‘Hat Trick Letter’
Jims recent article starts out with…
Many are the events, signals, and telltale clues of a real live actual systemic failure in progress. Until the last several months, such banter was dismissed by the soldiers in the financial arena. But lately, they cannot dismiss the onslaught of evidence, a veritable plethora of ugly symptoms of conditions gone terribly wrong and solutions at best gone awry and at worst never intended in the first place.
CHINA RECASTS GOLD BARS
China is well along an ambitious plan to recast large gold bars into smaller 1-kg bars on a massive scale. A major event is brewing that will disrupt global trade and assuredly the global banking system. The big gold recast project points to the Chinese preparing for a new system of trade settlement. In the process they must be constructing a foundation for a possible new monetary system based in gold that supports the trade payments. Initally used for trade, it will later be used in banking. The US TBond will be shucked aside. Regard the Chinese project as preliminary to a collapse in the debt-based US Dollar system. The Chinese are removing thousands of metric tons of gold bars from London, New York, and Switzerland. They are recasting the bars, no longer to bear weights in ounces, but rather kilograms. The larger Good Delivery bars are being reduced into 1-kg bars and stored in China. It is not clear whether the recast project is being done entirely in China, as some indication has come that Swiss foundries might be involved, since they have so much experience and capacity.
The story of recasting in London is confirmed by my best source. It seems patently clear that the Chinese are preparing for a new system for trade settlement system, to coincide with a new banking reserve system. They might make a sizeable portion of the new 1-kg bars available for retail investors and wealthy individuals in China. They will discard the toxic US Treasury Bond basis for banking. Two messages are unmistakable. A grand flipped bird (aka FU) is being given to the Western and British system of pounds and ounces and other queer ton measures. But perhaps something bigger is involved. Maybe a formal investigation of tungsten laced bars is being conducted in hidden manner. In early 2010, the issue of tungsten salted bars became a big story, obviously kept hush hush. The trails emanated from Fort Knox, as in pilferage of its inventory. The pathways extended through Panama in other routes known to the contraband crowd, that perverse trade of white powder known on the street as Horse & Blow, or Boy & Girl.
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