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Bless the word,

Friends, you’ve all managed to overcome adversities of sorts and STILL your willingness and eagerness to undertake new projects and relationships is approached with a pristine newness of desire to create—-every time.

Bravo! May I suggest, if you re-member, the old way of doing things—when you each come into those “new” feelings, to HOLD that higher vibration throughout your projection.

When you sign your name to a piece of paper, let it BE to serve your highest purpose.

When you enter a new relationship of any sort, let it BE to serve your highest purpose.

When you’re sitting in thought, tune into your heart’s desire and let your SPIRIT be raised and plug into those the higher vibrations/frequencies. Hold those vibrations THROUGHOUT in order to experience your desire—your CREATION.

When I was cold in my house a few nights ago, all I desired was HEAT! We don’t have utilities as a result of hurricane Sandy—yes I was worried, then sad, then angry. I saw it for what it was OUTSIDE of myself, in the world. Now, after some days, I had calmed down and was ready to deal within myself. That’s all I meditated on and then at some point it happened—from over my head it began to warm me inside and out. I felt tremendous warmth, I didn’t look around to see where it came from, I KNEW it was ME. I could FEEL and that’s all I desired—to feel warm. I didn’t have to work hard and sweat and roll over…I simply desired what I want, I can even call it meditation with conviction—that would serve my highest BEing at that moment…and CREATED it.

I was eager share the story of what I had done right away, but God wasn’t finished working on me—purposefully. I had no choice but to “be still” in the almighty’s will. You know when something exciting happens to you and you want run off and tell everybody, but you have to first sit through the details? It was like that! Don’t unplug too soon, you’ll leave gas spewing everywhere, and you’ll find yourself stalled partway up the road! Be still and follow through.

God explained something to me on the edge of my thought when I realized what *I* had done.

 “Instant gratification is fine. Use it to serve your highest being, as this heat you desired. Your thoughts, your words, your actions create your NOW. When what you create no longer serves your highest Self, bless it and let it go.”

Sometimes we’re blessed with purposeful GIFTS from God. In other words, when we’re blessed within the glory of God, it is an opportunity to CREATE whatever we want…that would serve to our highest purpose. Can I say we’re given blank checks? Yes. Everyone gets blank checks because EVERYONE is entitled to blessings. It’s what you do with the check that counts. If you don’t believe you are blessed, then that is what you create—lack. You keep throwing away checks.  If you believe another person /animal is not entitled to be blessed, then you take away from yourself. You keep writing checks for everyone else. Giving to yourself is to give to another. Fill in your check and cash it! Don’t wait around for someone to “hand you blessings”—CREATE your blessings—CASH in your checks! Tell God what you want; your heart is the telephone—think about what you want, say it, claim it, believe it, desire it—and CREATE it. And don’t hang up until you do! Praise God!

KNOW that you are blessed. KNOW that you are not without God. God is within you. BELIEVE in you and KNOW that if what you desire brings forth your holy spirit, it should bring forth the holy spirit in others, and God’s glory will be all over the place! Believe it! POWER IS MENT FOR THE PEOPLE! Bless

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I’m actually a bit shaken right now. I’m going to go over my weekend. Friday, Saturday and Sunday involved some intense dreams. I want to try to keep it simple, if I can.

Friday, in the afternoon, I dreamed that someone, a female was preparing me to go to the other side. I read a passage about a woman who overcame the woes of the world through responsibility/balance. I felt proud of her when I finished reading.

The guide than asked me if I was ready. I said yes. I had gotten rid of my worldly possessions, and was headed toward these doors when I said, “Maybe I should say goodbye to my children one last time.” I woke up.

When I woke up, I wept. I wept because I took it as a message to get my affairs in order (under the notion that I would die at any moment). I looked out my bedroom window and it was a sight!

There was a grid(the clouds that look like ripples, or a rib cage) over my house and extended not too far off in the distance. The sun was visible and so bright but what struck me was that there was green, purple, pink, yellowish edges of the clouds closest to the sun.

I wept for a little while feeling like God was there watching me purposely and sending me a message. I went outside and sat in the grass and just looked up for a while and talked to God in bits and pieces. Sometimes his glory is so great I don’t know what to say, or even if what I say makes sense! I felt like nothing yet everything.

I looked through bible passages about getting my affairs in order; I came across I Peter. I read the whole message….I ate it. I got it. Instead of worrying about dying, start living as I should….in other words—- Get off the fence.

Saturday, in the afternoon, I became drowsy and had to lie down. I had to wake up 5 times to come out of my sleep! Where I was, the demographics of my neighborhood had changed, the beach was now viewable from my window. It currently is not (it’s a football field away). I can see the bay though. A women familiar to me came in the window and I asked her why the beach had an island in the middle (it was the bluest water and whitest sand I ever seen!) …but she left without me noticing—apparently I was talking to myself for a little while.

I could have sworn I was awake! I washed clothes, and even snapped at my boys for playing video games so long. When I was actually awake, they said that I did actually yell at them from my room but that they had only just started playing when I did. I even checked on them at one point, but one room was empty. They were in another room (I called out their names) which is where I found them when I did actually wakeup, I had “retraced” my steps from my dream. I kept finding myself on my back in bed.

Everything inside my house was the same but nothing outside was. In one of the levels of the dream I realized that I was sleeping and attempted to wake up but my body was frozen. I told myself to wakeup and I did but I was still dreaming because I couldn’t read the words on my laptop screen which was now on the floor but was on my bed when I fell first fell asleep. That was a lot of work, thinking I was awake and going about daily living only to find myself seeing something that confirmed that I was still asleep. I usually get one dream inside another…. but FIVE?! It actually sucked, and all the energy I sucked up from my foggy morning walk was smashed.

Saturday in the night, I had many dreams but this last one kept pulling me back. There was a man at a desk in a small office. I went to see him about something (I don’t know). He was on the phone. There on his desk I saw papers with my name on them; it was drawings and writings from when I was younger. I remembered them but I wondered why HE had them. I took them and left.

I woke up. But it seemed I was being pulled back. I ended up at his door again, and he was not happy. He wanted something. This is where it got cloudy (between sleep and awake state, I think). He took something of mine and slammed his door. I thought about kicking it down, but I couldn’t move. I was in my bed.

I realized something was very wrong. My teeth began to snarl and felt like they were growing to fangs. I felt weird in my throat to scream. I saw something over my head but not what it was. I started calling out to Jesus, I felt this thing trying to cover my face in darkness. I started singing Jesus’s name and said the Lord’s Prayer. Everything went back to normal in my room, and I woke up. But I wasn’t asleep. I know it.

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I dreamed that I was in a place (looked like an auditorium) standing with chattering parents, and a strange man came in. He was clammy-looking with dull colored skin (whitish-greyish, it still was gross). I had seen him in another dream some time ago. He was not good in that dream either. In this dream he represented disease. When I saw him I ducked behind a chair and sit there. He began to speak and told the people who were present that he had some sort of vaccine to help heal their children—all the children had to do was lick or stick some sort of paper to their skin. He said the name but I didn’t remember it upon waking. He had a demo of which I was peeking through the space between two chairs to see. Then something dawned on me, if all the adults were in here, in what seemed to be an emergency meeting, where were the children? And what was happening that they would need a vaccination?

I ran out of the room but there parents already flooding the halls in a panic. Some people were spraying and cleaning parts of the school. I didn’t get what was going on, until I saw some of the children. They were walking in line very calm; that wasn’t the problem. They were gray-blue, like zombies. I could see their veins through their skin, in their faces and hands. The parents were in pure panic, and were told not to touch the children. The children appeared to not see them—they looked straight ahead as they walked. I ran to a bathroom to throw up but a man came in and asked me if there was a problem and if he could help me with something. I held my vomit and ran out as he proceeded to spray the bathroom toilets. The same was happening on all five floors. I saw only one person with some kind of skin-tight covering from head to toe; she came out of a room of which I went into, and there were men and women dressed in black-tie evening attire. They were laughing (I’m talking about head back open-mouth jolly) and holding glasses of champagne, and talking about weddings and other things. I lost that view for another point.

At this new point, I felt like I was hiding in a small bathroom when someone knocked on the door. I opened it and a man was there, clearly panicked. He kept saying he was sorry and that they had messed up and asked me what should they do now and if I could tell them what to do. I then figured that I must’ve been in a projection of someone else’s dream. In other words, I was experiencing an inception. The man said to “me” that he and the other parents didn’t have any money to give and that they would collect money from their businesses and insurances and such but that it would take time. I agreed and felt myself smile maliciously. I woke up.

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