I admit that the Church has not been the only culprit, but has been one of the most outstanding ones. Still, violence has been committed against people in the name of many religions for centuries. Why? Because it is an effective tool in keeping people separated from each other and ultimately from the Divine within. And with the sense of separation comes the fear of the unknown. The Church, with its dogma and threats, has manipulated people into believing that they required absolution through the intervention of a priest, minister or other religious people. According to Church doctrine, the individual was incapable of communicating directly with God, or whatever form of Divine, they worshipped.
How so, you might ask? Well, if people hold hatred within their hearts towards others, the Universal Law of Reflection, turns that hatred, also, inward to the one sending it forth. And the dark lords know the laws well and so intentionally use them against an ignorant and fearful people that they have cowed into obedience. And in feeling the self-hatred, the self-loathing is projected outward even more, until the one sending it forth has become a very effective tool in the hands of the dark lords, all the while incurring a great deal of karma for doing so. Thus control is assured for lifetimes as the individual attempts to work it out only to be ensnared again when they cannot break free of their bonds through their own effort.
This kind of behavior continues worldwide. In some countries where politics, science, and the worship of celebrities have become the new religions, there are still attacks made on those who are different, don’t fit in, are of other cultures, poor, mentally or physically disabled and so on.
I stepped away from my Christian heritage years ago. After reading a huge tome on the origins of Christianity I began to realize that it was a fabricated religion that has been manipulated and adapted to suit the motives and plans of those who hold the true power within its secret interior. So cowed were the heads of countries, kings, and emperors that they dreaded the threat of excommunication… that is unless they had the audacity to create and install their own pope, such as happened in the early years of the Renaissance in France. For a short time, there were two popes, which must have been confusing to the most literate of the population, primarily church-taught scholars.
It was events such as this that have convinced me that the church, while outwardly appears to be a light upon the dark world, is merely a tool used by skilled politicians and manipulators behind the scenes to keep humanity at each other’s throats. Divide and conquer has long been the way the masses of humanity have been kept in check and it is have been very effective, at least up until now… with the dawning of the Satya Yuga, the new golden age.
Journal Entry, 6 October 2017 – Storms Inner and Outer
A year ago Hurricane Matthew slowly churned northward along the Florida coastline, its Category 1 winds ripping up trees and its storm surge chomping through beaches and coastal highways. This year, Florida has endured the predations of Irma and Maria. The islands of the Caribbean fared even worse being all but entirely flattened by the two Category 5 storms, their infrastructure, homes, and businesses shredded. For the islands, including the Florida Keys, it will take a long time to make full recovery. Even in the relatively wealthy neighborhoods of Palm Beach County, clean-up proceeds. Power has been restored, stores and businesses are open, but there is still debris pick-up taking place. Piles of debris from Irma still sit in the front yards of my neighborhood waiting for the debris trucks. Clean up after storms of this magnitude take a while. For the islands, the process of recovery is a true test of the resilience of a community and the open-hearted (or not) assistance from the mainland.
Even now, Tropical Storm Nate is heading for the mid-Gulf Coast of the States. If it makes landfall as a Category 1 hurricane, Nat will be the third hurricane to make landfall in the States this season. Just about all of the Gulf Coast will have suffered from these storms, with an ensuing huge economic impact in terms of housing and jobs lost, people displaced, infrastructure needing to be rebuilt, and, in some cases just starting over from square one. Yes, it’s been quite a rainy season here in the subtropics of North America. After the drought last year, it’s been quite something to experience. I must admit I kind of miss the cooler temperatures of the Pacific Northwest, but even there the region experienced an unusually long drought and high temperatures during a long and smoky summer filled with forest fires. What’s worst – enduring hurricanes or breathing smoke all summer with lungs already damaged from second-hand smoke? Hmmm, I might consider relocating to another region or state entirely…
Today I finally got out on a proper nature walk with camera in hand. It was a joy to be in Nature, looking for birds and other creatures. I observed that some of the wild trees have put out fresh green growth. Nature does not complain; Nature endures, adapts and grows, inspiring us all with its resilience despite whatever comes its way, wind, drought, rain, sun or storm. I saw two alligators, an assortment of beautiful birds, one turtle and one iguana. I’ve learned a lot about herons and other marsh birds since taking up residence in South Florida. I can recognize the presence of some of the birds by the sounds they make, how they fly or their plumage. When I saw a grouping of photographers aiming in one direction, I glanced over to a distant hammock and noted a black and white bird, an osprey. I had already seen quite a few ospreys in North Florida… and they’re not rare in South Florida. I’ve seen them a couple of times, but the photographers seemed particularly intent on getting shots with their huge lens. I walked on. I enjoy looking at and photographing animals and birds but only as part of being out in Nature and being able to post a few of the best shots on this blog.
This past week has been difficult for people. On the evening of October 1st, there was a mass shooting that took place in Las Vegas. The official story is being questioned by many, including myself. In my humble opinion, the event was a false flag… meaning that while people did get wounded and died there was an alternative motive(s) for what took place. I suggest that people begin to question everything that comes out in police reports and especially what is presented in the mass media coverage. There is much more to this event (some suggest events) than is apparent from reading or listening to a report over your local news media.
This period of time is a period of transition. While some of my readers are not “into” metaphysics, I have a strong background in them. I have been aware for a long time that we would reach a period when choices had to be made, people would die/pass from this life often suddenly, and great change would be upon us all. It is in times like this that the innate ability of humans to adapt to change is called into play.
I realize that changing one’s life is often not viewed as a pleasant experience, but sometimes outside circumstances have a way of overcoming that resistance. Just ask the people who have lived through Irma and Marie how they are faring these days. You will get different answers to your inquiry, depending on the individual’s ability to adapt and respond to the need of the now moment. I’ve let go of a lot since I left Washington State and the changes are still coming, albeit they are currently gentler than it has been for some folks. During Irma, I chose to shelter in place and my decision proved a good one, if accompanied by some nerve-wracking moments (hours) as we watched the forecasts change the position of the eyewall of Irma. Fortunately, the storm was downgraded to a Category 1 when she finally reached Palm Beach County. That doesn’t mean there wasn’t any damage – not to our house – but the local beaches and trees, especially on the barrier islands really took a beating. Due to Matthew, Harvey, Irma and Maria, the local beaches are a shadow of their former sandy selves, with the waves of high tides lapping close to the existent dunes.
Yes, there are some people blaming “global warming” on humans, but that particular belief is, IMHO, shortsighted, ignoring the input from some farsighted scientists in order to pursue a politically motivated agenda. Our planet is in the process of warming up, but not entirely due to the actions of human beings. What is ignored is the fact that many other planets in this Solar System are also registering changes in planetary temperatures. In the course of 70 years, our Sun has changed from a yellow star to a blazing white one. There is a transition that is greater than any of us occurring in this Universe. Each one of us is a part of that change.
Our home planet, Earth, is undergoing a planetary ascension, a process that requires all of life to adapt to the rising frequencies. The brutal fact is that some species, including human beings, will not survive the coming changes. The powers that be (were) are aware of what is going on and have done their mightiest to resist the ongoing surge of cosmic radiation with all sorts of violence and crazy schemes, yet none of it, not any of their decades-long plans to take full command of this planet will prevail. The balance has tipped to the Light, and with this long-awaited change, all dark plots will come to naught. That is not to say, however, that some groups and individuals won’t continue to be hurt, wounded or killed. Karma, the Law of Balance, is in play, both at the macro and micro levels, from the Universe to the life of an individual or species.
Many of the tender hearts in the world claim to want to “save” the planet. That is not required. Your planet is a living being. Once your world passed through the last potential period of planetary reset, the balance tipped to the Light. The world as we have known it will not be destroyed, but she will be eternally transformed into something quite unexpected. Each one of you is also responsible for your own future. Are you able to open your heart and embrace the opportunities that arise in the moment or will you sulk and complain that your internet is not functioning. Put the phone down and go for a walk. Smile at the antics of pets, babies, people, life. It is a beautiful world but you need to open your eyes to see the beauty that exists in each moment you spend here on this amazing blue-green planet. Much more could be written on this subject, but I will bring this particular article to a close.
Feel the emotions that many of you are afraid of and be filled with wonder. If you survive as the frequencies rise, you will discover much about yourself, your planet and life. Life is a miracle. You are a miracle. Accept yourself as you are today and smile. The sun is still shining…somewhere… and the birds are still singing. Know that with every ending there is also a beginning.
For whatever reason, I haven’t gone on my usual bird walk for a while. I actually went on a short walk last week but didn’t have a camera at hand. I was introducing my sister, RaNia, to one of the local wetlands that I visit frequently. The weather has also been a bit tempestuous, with steady winds and frequent showers. One would think it was still hurricane season…
Well, it is still hurricane season and nearly a year ago Hurricane Matthew made its slow way up the east coast of the Florida peninsula. I lived through it. Although not as stressful as the lead up to the much bigger Irma, it was still an anxiety-producing event as Matthew was still a Category 4 storm when it went churning by hapless Haiti and the eastern tip of Cuba. Fortunately for our area and Florida in general, Matthew followed a track parallel to the coastline before making its official landfall in the Carolinas. That time I had to decide on whether to stay or evacuate. I was taking care of my landlady’s dog while she and her children were out on a cruise. Matthew was my first hurricane, so I decided to take a chance and shelter in place. My decision was a good one, although a large oak tree fell in the backyard, barely grazing the rear of the house, but damaging the roof with its heavy outer branches. Fortunately for me and the house, there were no discernible leaks or broken windows. Our power went out early in the onslaught of the heavier winds. By this time, Matthew had been downgraded to a Category 1, but even a Cat 1 is capable of doing significant damage as I found out.
Northern Florida has far more lands under reserve status, as wildlife preserves, county or state parks. Still, the area took a beating from the heavy winds and strong storm surge coming from the NE winds coming from the west side (the weaker) of the storm. In the days and weeks that followed, I watched first-hand just how long it took to clear the streets, yards, parks, and forests of the fallen trees and debris left in the wake of the now departed storm. In our neighborhood alone, some homes were without power for over a week, due to a tree or two over the lines, which had to then be replaced after the trees had been cut out. It took three weeks or more for the FEMA debris contractors to come around and remove the fallen debris. Our own tree had to be cut down, sawn up and dragged out to the swale, piled up. When the “claw” truck came, it only took the large pieces, meaning all the leaves and smaller branches still had to be bagged and put out for the local garbage / recycle trucks. It took a while and we weren’t on an island like Puerto Rico.
This year, I’m living in South Florida. Of course, we were hit with the outer eastern-most bands of Hurricane Irma, which meant that even though we were not near the eyewall, the winds still had a significant impact on the surrounding area. As I was driving along A1A the other day, there was still debris pick-up taking place, some three weeks after the hurricane. And this area of Florida is wealthier and densely packed with middle class to million-dollar, sturdier homes than you would typically find in Puerto Rico, the Dominican Republic or the Virgin Islands. As of last week, there were even still isolated pockets of residential areas with no available power. The electrical grid in South Florida is in much better condition than that which would be found on the islands.
I guess what I’m driving at, is that Puerto Rico and the other island communities are going to have to be ready for a long-haul. Their infrastructure before the hurricanes was tenuous at best; now it’s almost completely annihilated. Re-building infrastructure doesn’t happen overnight. It also takes a determined community effort, meaning all political agendas need to be put aside for the good of the whole. Making sure that all persons are receiving basic needs, water, food, sanitation, and power are priorities. The niceties of life including internet, etc. come later. Communication through cell-phones has to be a priority, as well. Clearing roads have to be one of the first priorities, checking for downed electrical lines, providing power to vital services, such as hospitals, airports come next. The outlying neighbors or villages can expect that it might take power several weeks to get to isolated communities, places that also require rebuilding. It is necessary to triage available manpower, especially when many of the available crews are from the outside. The simple logistics of setting up command and rescue is overwhelming.
It has been said it is good to be prepared in case of an emergency. I realize that many of the residents of places like Puerto Rico, the Dominican Republic, Haiti, and Cuba are extremely poor and have little resources of their own. They are dependent entirely on the goodwill of other people so are particularly vulnerable to the outrageous antics of politically motivated local leaders and so-called charities who take advantage of the situation. I would appeal to some wealthy open-hearted individuals to lend their assistance in seeing that these island nations and territories regain their collective feet once again and go into the future with dignity. Basic infrastructure should be rebuilt to higher standards, electrical wires buried underground, highways, roads, and streets repaved, dams strengthened, and community stores of emergency equipment, food, medicines maintained for future storms. Being islands in a sea that creates storms guarantees that a large hurricane or tropical storm will (not when) make landfall. And with the intensity of storms increasing, it behooves ALL communities along Hurricane Alley to prepare for such events in the future.
Another observation I have made as a result of the aftermath of these storms is the need for stricter coastal planning. There is a need for more buffer lands, natural preserves whether in the form of parks or conservation easements, to increase or at least preserve the area’s natural ability to deal with extra water from storm surges and coastal flooding. During just this past year, I’ve observed severe flooding to take place in Miami and Jacksonville, as well as other smaller municipalities and rural areas. I’ve seen a coastal highway cut in two by storm surge and beach erosion. Weeks after Irma, the beaches in South Florida are still being actively eroded away due to the off-shore antics of Harvey and Marie and other as yet unnamed tropical depressions.
This morning when I looked at the National Hurricane Center, I saw that there was now the strong possibility of Tropical Storm Nate forming up in the western Caribbean and then heading northward towards Alabama and Pensacola, Florida by this coming weekend. Folks located on the Gulf Coast of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama and the Florida Panhandle should begin making their preparations now. The depression may or may not turn into a hurricane. It’s better to over-prepare now while you still can and keep an eye on the storm’s development and track.
I’ve been a weather buff for many years, starting in my days of leading hikes and backpacks in the Pacific Northwest. I learned early on that preparation can be a life-saver. The great hurricanes of the Atlantic are much different from the cold fronts that pass through the Cascades and Olympics, although they get some really strong windstorms from time to time. I lived through one of those, too, while living in Hoquiam, Washington, a small town located on Gray Harbor, near the Pacific Ocean. In that storm, which was not forecast by the weather mavens in Seattle, many roofs were blown off, fences were taken down, and power out. The roads in and out of town were blocked due to a combination of mudslides, downed electrical wires, and trees. Thousands of acres of forest lands were felled. The Bonneville Power lines were off-line for two days. Many outlying areas did not see their power restored for over 10 days. The community pulled together. Ex-lumbermen didn’t wait for the Dept. of Transportation to clear the roads of trees, but took matters into their own hands, by clearing the roads with chainsaws and using their own trucks to move the debris off the roads. A few local restaurants in isolated communities became hubs of comfort, serving free, hot meals to those who walked in. In the end, it is the heart that determines the will of a community to survive.
Much has been made of the phenomenon of climate change. May I remind you, dear reader, that our planet is a Living Being. She undergoes cycles like any other being. A look into geological history will show that Earth has undergone many cycles of warming and cooling. And what is claimed to be a rise in CO2 due to human activity is at the heart of a political agenda designed to bring the planet under the control of a fascist one world government. Yes, the climate is changing. Nothing is permanent and unchangeable that is alive. The entire Solar System is also undergoing a change, as well. The Universe is undergoing a transition into a higher frequency Universe or portion of “space”. There is much that is not known or disregarded by your controlled and backward science that is currently limited by politically motivated agendas. Look beyond. Look within. See the universe of stars that is your own DNA responding now to the influx of cosmic energies flowing forth through the portal that you call your Sun. You are growing, changing, expanding in response… or not. Your future will be determined by your ability to adapt and change, to respond to the changes that are presented to you in daily life.
You are in the midst of the times long prophesized across the planet, in the buildings and artifacts left by the ancients, in the myths and legends of indigenous peoples, in the hidden knowledge of the record keepers of our planet. Much has been hidden to protect the ancient wisdom from the destructive forces of a species that long ago invaded your planet and changed your genetics for self-serving reasons. This long period of darkness is ending, but a chaotic challenging period of cleansing must ensue before the new world is fully revealed. You are in the midst of this period NOW.
Know that people will lose their lives. Those who survive will be forever altered. You will have to adapt to a “new” normal, but nothing is going to be “normal” anymore. It will be new, outside the artificial limits that have boxed your minds in for so long. You will adapt. Human beings have proved that they have the necessary intelligence and will to change their lives if pushed beyond the known. Not all will make it, but do not judge. Choices were made before souls entered this present incarnation. Soul contracts will be fulfilled. They can be altered if choices are made, but not if the choices are made out of fear and a desire to live beyond what is your allotted time here. Death is not the end for those of humanity who have a soul. If you are a clone, your choices are limited. You will be removed along with your dark masters. The Light has won. The Dawn approaches.
“Sunny” VaCoupe, Line Commander, TheWhiteWinds, Pleiadian Flagship for the Pleiadian Fleet
First Harvey, then it was Irma and Jose — now it’s Jose and Maria. These two latter named hurricanes are cruising through the Atlantic Ocean. Jose is wandering slowly up the Eastern seaboard, off the coast but potentially bringing heavy rain and winds as it near Long Island and New England. Maria is smashing what is left of the Windward Islands, American Virgin Islands and is now (Tuesday) churning towards Puerto Rico, that already bankrupt U.S. territory. From early forecasts the storm is due to turn north after it creates havoc with the Dominican Republic and Haiti and steer well off the east coast of North America. It doesn’t appear that the hurricane will affect Florida this time… or the Gulf States. Yet one never quite knows where the storm is aiming until it makes or doesn’t make that northward turn. We’ll know by late Thursday or early Friday… just a couple of days off.
Yet, today when I went to the store, everything looked fairly normal, except some of the shelves were still in the process of being restocked, especially water and some dairy goods. No one was in a panic. No evacuation orders are going out. We don’t have a hurricane warning yet, either. It is still a couple of days away.
As you drive through “my” neighborhood or the section of county where I live, there are piles of debris stacked up against the sidewalk, branches and sometimes whole trees that were ripped down by the winds of Irma. Although only a Category 1 by the time she reached us, the heavy feeder bands were populated with thunder cells and tornadoes, so the winds and accompanying gusts did some damage in places and practically none in others.
This morning I drove to Wakodathatchee Wetlands Preserve only to find its gates still closed. Obviously they were cleaning up after the storm and not yet prepared for guests. So I headed to nearby Green Cay which I knew was in business and took my usual bird walk.
Today, I was rewarded with sightings of two alligators and a passel of Roseate Spoonbills, a relative to the Ibis, with a distinctive beak and beautiful pink plumage. There were also several white ibis, one glossy ibis, assorted egrets, herons, mud hens and Gallinule, cormorants and anhingas, as well as assorted turtles. One of the alligators was in close proximity to several birds but didn’t seem interested in them as a food source. The dark-skinned reptile slid past the birds and kept nosing into the reeds, perhaps looking for fish?
While it was the typical steamy hot weather, there were fewer clouds in the sky, at least initially this morning. Yesterday we had a local cloud burst that was like standing under a waterfall and went on for over a half hour, soaking everything thoroughly. I don’t normally have to wash my car as it sits out in the driveway at home when it rains like that.
In case anyone is curious, I’m taking a break away from Facebook and social media right now. There is just too much going on in the world. I need to rest and allow my emotional body to calm down after the stress of going through a hurricane. While my house didn’t suffer much in the way of damage, I was feeling the distress of everyone around me. As you can probably imagine, there was quite a bit of fear and panic in the air. Just watching the water being grabbed off the pallets in the store and gas lines blocking lanes of traffic was a bit alarming. While I “knew” that I was safe, it was quite exhausting to “feel” everyone else’s fear… and even my own body’s natural reactions. You see, through these disasters, we are clearing the karmic return emanating from distant greater disasters, such as the sinking of Atlantis, the destruction of whole planets during Star Wars, the fleeing of humans from one star system to another. It’s all there stored in our DNA, which is currently being upgraded by cosmic energies, solar flares and coronal mass ejections (CMEs). You don’t need to understand fully what’s going on except to know that we (our bodies) are all being changed, transformed into something new.
Another thing… I’ve been suffering some erratic sleeping patterns lately, sleeping long hours one night and then waking up early in the morning and not being able to go back to sleep. Last night was a short sleep night.
I’m keeping my eyes on Hurricane Maria, who blew up to a Category 5 in one day after being upgraded into a hurricane from a tropical storm. The storms do seem to be getting pretty intense. It doesn’t matter whether they are natural or being augmented by inorganic means; a lot of people are losing lives, property and livelihoods as a result of these storms and not just in the Atlantic and Gulf of Mexico (Harvey) but also in the Indian subcontinent and off the coast of Japan and China. As Jennifer Hoffman wrote in her most recent update: The Rupture and the Rapture, these storms are ripping apart the Veil and cleansing the atmosphere of centuries of human miscreation. Click here to read the text of her message.
As Jennifer explains, the Rupture or cleansing needs to come first before the Rapture, which she identifies as Ascension. Personally, I’m not a practicing Christian and don’t believe in any rapture, but planetary ascension is real, a natural cycle of this universe. It’s taking place right now. See the works of David Wilcox and Lisa Renee for more information if you’re doing research. I know what’s going on, but am not in the mood presently to teach anyone.
I’m also considering different places to live besides Florida. I’ve been thinking about Arizona, but New Mexico appeals as well. I’ll take my time as I don’t have the funds right now to make a move and winter is coming on.
First there was Irma and Jose, now there is Jose and Maria. Living in this world is to garner experience and by golly, we’re all garnering quite a bit lately.
Yes, folks, I survived Irma, one of the biggest, baddest hurricanes in recent history (or ever?). It could have been a lot worst, but we still got hit with Category 1 winds here in Palm Beach County, north of Miami and Fort Lauderdale. We were lucky. Not living on a barrier island, being on the same grid at the power company, having the winds drop from a Category 4 at landfall to a Category 1… all of these factors led to our surviving the onslaught of this behemoth without much damage.
The Caribbean islands, the Dominican Republic / Haiti and Cuba… plus the Florida Keys suffered the most damage. Especially the Keys. There are 10,000 people there, those who didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t evacuate… now without water, power, sewer, air conditioning or food. The authorities are doing their best, but it is going to be a slow recovery for those islands. And they were going to be hit no matter which track the hurricane ultimately took.
Fortunately for the east coast, the eye of the storm tracked further west. That does not mean we avoided the storm. It was huge! Huge! And encompassed the entire girth of the Florida peninsula, from one coast to another. The peninsula is only 90 to 150 miles wide after all and Irma was a monster, man-made or natural. The amount of exposure depended on a lot of factors, whether you were situated on a coastal barrier island, near water, surrounded by tall trees, with power / without power.
After the storm passed by, I learned that the little house where I am renting is situated on the same electrical grid as Florida Power and Light (FPL) a company that is taking quite a bit of abuse lately from irritated residents who have now been without power for five or more days. The hard-working linemen, from FPL and many other out-of-state companies are doing their best with a monumental task. They also triage their work, getting main intersections lighted, hospitals, fire stations, etc. Some neighborhoods are not so lucky, others are. Many of the out-lying areas will not have power for quite some time. Delray Beach has had a lot of issues with their aging power grid. The barrier islands were, as of today, still closed to all but emergency personnel and property managers. There’s no access to the beaches here, folks, so if you’re thinking of coming to Florida for a little holiday and look see at the damage, wait a couple of months.
I took my first outing today, venturing out on roads, looking at the damage to trees and shrubs. All in all, things looked better than what I witnessed in Palm Coast last year after Matthew. Brush was already removed from the streets, at least locally; major intersections were lighted; and my local Publix was getting restocked with supplies by happy employees. There were no gas lines, although gasoline was more expensive now post two major hurricanes.
I thought I would go visit my favorite wetlands… or at least see if it was open for business. As I approached, I saw a car pull out of the entrance, so I went in, parked and took a nice long walk on the boardwalk. I was rewarded for my efforts by seeing an alligator, a pair of Roseate Spoonbills, and many other beautiful birds. Some of the trees had been roughed up by the hurricane, losing branches, fronds and the like; the cypress looked a bit wind-burnt and sparse as needles had fallen during the great storm. However, on the whole, the wetlands took the storm pretty well. Nature is resilient. People are, too, or can be, but it does pay to prepare before hand.
Thousands, if not millions of Florida residents fled before the storm, creating unbelievable traffic jams on I-95, the Turnpike and I-75. I didn’t want to be part of that scene. I knew I was safe where I was, so I chose to stay. Other people in our neighborhood did the same; they stayed, and we fared pretty well compared to others. I will say this, all the media hype before the storm landed in Florida didn’t help. Despite my decision to stay, my surety that I would be safe, I was under a great deal of emotional distress the entire time… the build-up to the storm, during and finally some relief coming when the outer bands migrated north of our location. It takes a kind of crazy courage to stay in the path of a hurricane, I guess. And, boy, my housemate and I were relieved when we saw the storm being downgraded as it moved north. A category 1 hurricane is a lot easier to survive than a Cat 3 or 4; just ask the people on St. Martinque Island or at Key West.
Irma was a killer. Over 60 people lost their lives in the storm and searchers will probably find more as they carefully comb the rubble left in its wake. Do not judge these souls for choices made. Many people will be leaving the planet in the coming days as the frequencies heat up, some in a more dramatic way than others. Death is not the end, but for many, a blessed relief. It is us, those left behind, who have the sort out and begin afresh.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all those who have suffered through Harvey, Irma, the great monsoons in India and Pakistan, as well as the typhoon struck coasts of Japan and China. The winds of change are upon us. We must adapt, release and let go of what no longer serves. Rise up to meet the new day. It approaches!
Back home in the Pleiades, I live on a desert isle. Saquero cactus grow on the hills around Medina. The town of Medina used to be a small village but has grown since the great Shemont temple was built there. Pilgrims come from all over the multiverse to worship the Mother Goddess there.
Our homes in Medina are built mostly underground. Extended family live in these spacious homes. There are gardens on the surface and light tubes brighten the rooms below. The design of these buildings is due to the high temperatures experienced during the summer months in Medina, with temperatures reaching up to 140 degrees F during the day, 80 degrees F during the night. Also… there is the Howling, an annual event wherein great winds blow into town, creating a massive dust storm for days. No ships can fly, no one leaves the safety of their homes.
When I woke up this morning to hear the wind blowing outside, I was reminded of the Howling. While Irma is a very wet storm compared to our sand-filled Howling, the effect is similar. Few people are outside. The steady winds this afternoon are in the low fifties MPH ranging to 70 MPH gusts. There is some rain, but mostly wind.
Since yesterday, Irma migrated far enough westward for the eye-wall of the storm to miss us, but anyone looking at a map of Florida can see that the storm is encompassing the entire state in its wet grasp. And Irma is moving very slowly, which means Tampa, Florida, will have to await its fate. This city has avoided direct confrontation with hurricanes for nearly one hundred years. The last hurricane hit Tampa in 1924. That record is about to change as the eye of Irma is bearing down upon one of the largest metropolitan areas on the west coast of Florida.
Our power keeps blinking off and on, but thanks to good planning, the electrical cables are buried underground. That isn’t the case for many of the older neighborhoods, even the ritzy and expensive coastal communities. A project to bury the wires is underway along a portion of Highway A1A, but it’s too late for this storm. Those communities will probably experience some storm surge as well, which is forecast to be about three to six feet. Remember, the storm surge is just the beginning; you have to factor in the height of the incoming waves on top of the surge. Do a little simple math and you can foretell that there will be quite a bit of beach erosion, something that these coastal cities do not like to see, but tell that to the Atlantic Ocean and the storms she carries to these shores from Africa.
A friend tells me that parts of Miami were actually built eight feet below sea level. You would think that after the nightmare of Katrina, that developers and city planners would be smarter, but no, money rules here. So there will be entire neighborhoods under water for some time after the storm wanders northward to swamp Georgia and South Carolina with its remaining tropical moisture. Anyone living in those states should prepare… this storm is a wet one. Prepare for flooding, flash floods, mudslides and downed power lines. Evacuate to higher ground and prep as well as you can. You do have time, as it will be tomorrow before the main body of the storm reaches the borders of Georgia. Still, this storm is so huge, it is pushing bands far outside the eye-wall. Here in Palm Beach County, we started receiving thunderstorms and getting tornado warnings yesterday, when the storm was still lumbering along the coast of Cuba, over 200 miles away. She’s big, she’s wild… she’s a howler!
Personally, I’ve been napping quite a bit, working on the blog while the internet is on, and getting acquainted with my housemate. We’re prepared if the power goes out, but right now it is on, so I’m thankful, as this is one way to keep in touch with all of my readers and Facebook friends.
I feel that Irma is a turning point for our nation and each of us. You never know your own strengths until confronted with choices. I was offered sanctuary in Zephyr Hills, a town NE of Tampa, which sits on relatively high ground… for Florida. I chose to shelter in place despite the kind offer. Now I’m glad that I chose to stay as Tampa and all the areas around that city will face the full on fury of the oncoming storm, as well as the agonizingly long time of her inevitable approach. If you happen to live in that area, evacuate now from all areas subject to storm surge, while you still can.
We just got another tornado warning. As the stronger bands from the storm move through this area, there are some embedded tornadoes. Fortunately, I haven’t heard of any touching down yet, but news coverage is sketchy at the moment. And the Miami radar was actually knocked out. That alone should tell you just how strong this storm is as the eye-wall is now on the other side of the Everglades, approaching Marco Island.
Another blink with the power, so I’ll end here. My prayers go out to all who have been and will be affected by this mighty storm.
Eliza Ayres (aka Cmdr. Sundeelia VaCoupe, The White Winds, flagship for the Pleiadian Fleet).
I could have sworn it was the 22nd, but hey, the Georgian calendar is bunk anyway. Went for a bird walk this morning. It was steamy although not quite as warm today. Rain in the forecast and did catch a tiny shower on the way home, but nothing startling. I guess the great state of Texas is going to get clobbered this weekend by Harvey, tropical storm or hurricane yet to be determined. Stay safe, folks, and don’t go driving through standing water.
The birds were few and far between today, but I did observe an industrious and frustrated Red-shouldered hawk try to catch a marsh hen for lunch. It was a no go despite several attempts. The marsh hens are the marsh watch folks, setting up alarm calls whenever an alligator or bird of prey is in the neighborhood. And they’re remarkably adept at bouncing underwater to avoid those talons! The hawk finally flew away in frustration.
The big news all over the net has been the great American eclipse. Interesting thing was that the heavenly hosts, our galactic friends, etc., took advantage of the huge positive energy stimulated by the event to raise up the planet in frequency. Now the energies will truly no longer support the dark team agenda. My sister and I “saw” with our inner eyes the great Lords surround and lift up the planet, even as the goddesses and lady masters sent forth their loving nurturing energies to clear the darkness. During the lasting effects of this great event, we will have an opportunity to truly reprogram our intentions to go forth into the future. Much has been accomplished by all.
Events will continue to bring further revelations of all that has been previously hidden from view. Those individuals who have been reluctant to step forward and begin their own inner healing have a great boost now from the positive energies if they are willing to commit to the task. There are presently many divine dispensations in effect. Make use of the simple tools of the Violet Flame and Archangel Michael’s Shield to assist your process.
I haven’t been writing much of my own lately. For over a month, I was concentrating on getting a new version of The Starseed Highway online for my sister. We will both be contributing to this new website in the coming months and years. And I will continue to publish Blue Dragon Journal for the foreseeable future.
It may sound unAmerican, but I detest the 4th of July celebration. The whole thing is based on lies and a noisy affair, but enough of politics.
This year I sat out the holiday on my bed as I’ve been in the midst of a physical detox, with a variety of symptoms of which I won’t bore you. I wasn’t up to being around a lot of drunk and noisy celebrants. I would really rather be high in the mountains far, far away from fireworks and noise, but Florida marshes will have to fit the bill right now… on the morning after.
Still feeling a bit wobbly, I still managed to get out for a bird walk… or walk with the birds. I’ve been visiting the same preserves so frequently I’m beginning to recognize some of the other walkers / photographers. There are also some older folks who haunt the place, walking slowly or quickly depending on their physical condition. It seemed that people were much friendlier this morning or I was just being delirious…. I have a low-grade fever.
Watched an alligator slap the water and yawn or snap jaw quite loudly. Then she swam under the boardwalk. It is always a treat to see one of these beasties from a safe distance:
They’re very good swimmers, using that thick tail as an efficient rudder. They use their legs like arms, doing a kind of gator paddle or if the water is shallow, the gator crawls along the bottom.
This isn’t even a big gator, more medium-sized. I think it is the same female that I saw earlier this spring near the gator babies. Her body is about 4 feet in length and very strong. There is at least one male who is nearly twice her size. And one of the local naturalists told me there are about ten gators in just this preserve, although I’ve never seen more than three or four in a visit. Several of the ponds are out-of-bounds to the public so the birds and gators have lots of places to swim, eat and hide.
I had several posers today, birds who perch on top the railing and don’t seem to mind my presence…
There were some male Great Blue Herons that seemed to be making a great flourish with their feathers… at least the one above did until another bird sent it on its way with a flash of wings and a loud squawk.
The water levels have been significantly lowered, allowing the wading birds with more opportunities to catch their tiny minnow prey for lunch. Some egrets in on the game above… very intent on hunting.
Watching nature being natural is always a joy and fascination, even when I’m not feeling so well. Anyway, wanted to share some of these photos with you. That’s MY way of celebrating life.
Paradoxical that my post title, eh? Yet, even within the darkness you will discover the Light. It is the Light matrix that brings all things to life and without Light there is no Life. Some of the leading (as in “out there”) quantum physicists are even now discovering what the students of metaphysics have known for thousands of years. More paradox. Our present “science” is in its infancy, whatever its claims to fame. And most of what children are being taught in school is nonsense. However, this is a tale for bird lovers… as I took another walk in the park the other day, this time in Wakodahatchee Wetlands Preserve…
The lead photo is of a young egret, stretching its fuzzy neck up to survey the surroundings… a noisy nursery of wood storks, egrets, herons and anhingas.
A pensive Green Heron. I’ve been watching this little family since the babies were young. I believe this is an adult.
Observation of Nature is good for the soul. Here we see a Great Blue Heron flapping its wings to regain balance while fishing for its breakfast. How many times do we, also, need to rediscover and come into balance during the vagaries of life?
Perils along the way. This patient alligator had just been thwarted obtaining a morning snack in the form of a baby bird. The frantic parent distracted it enough to allow the tiny fledgling an opportunity to escape into a nearby pond apple tree. Be aware of the dangers that lurk in our everyday world. Be alert, protect and shield yourself, be prepared and go through your day without fear. Those who walk in alignment with Divine Will are protected and loved as fiercely as any devoted mother can for her young.
A juvenile night heron bird. Many strangers enter and leave our lives. They bring diversity and challenge in equal measure. Allow the waters of life to flow unhindered and you will receive the benefit of their presence and wisdom, if only through your own intuitive understandings of the significance of the moment.
A young and pensive Tri-colored Heron, who had been actively grooming up until it briefly settled to pose here. There is a large nest and at least four youngsters who have been growing up before my eyes this past spring. These birds are unafraid of humans and often stand upon the railings of the boardwalk. Hopefully their lack of fear will not adversely affect them during adult life if they happen to leave the safety of the preserve. Not all humans are as friendly and accepting of animals in their presence.
And so it is with other humans that we encounter, in the midst of traffic, in grocery stores, at work, in a restaurant… wherever you may wander to in the course of daily living. Carry your own containment field, your secure auric field, and you will have little to contend with in terms of “negative” experiences. Daily living in 3D is a challenge, but those who are on the Ascension Path still need to eat, do chores, take care of house and family, work and play. You will meet many (most) who are not of a similar frequency level than your own. Be kind and polite to ALL whom you meet. Gracious behavior is an art form seen very little during these days of chaos and confusion, but one that is desperately needed. Be true, stand in your power AND be gentle, firm and polite. Those who do not receive the message, do not deserve to be in your presence.
The patience and dedication of Wood Stork adults is quite amazing. Their boisterous and very large fledglings squawk and squirm, yet these tall strong birds stand with stoic calm. Be like a stork in your own world as the storms of emotion rage around you, an island of serenity and peace, centered in your Heart always.
Cleanliness and presentation are valuable. Even if your clothes are worn, you can still carry yourself with dignity. This Anhinga is assiduously grooming itself after diving under the tea-colored waters of the pond seeking its prey, tiny minnows. This bird knows the value of having every feather in place and well-dried after each swim.
And even the most prepared can have a “bad hair day”! Be kind to self and rest when you can. The turmoil and chaos will get louder this summer as the heat is on. Find that calm place of inner stillness within and flow with your day.
Thus ends this lesson garnered from the Secret Life of Birds and myself. I hope you enjoyed this little adventure and have a safe and joy-filled weekend.
One of my favorite local wetlands, Wakodahatchee Wetlands Preserve, offers an unparalleled opportunity for photographers, bird watchers and the local public to observe the secret life of birds… at least to a certain degree. In the months that I’ve been visiting the wetlands, I’ve seen baby birds grow up into adults or near adults. I’ve heard their squawking complaints when hungry, the flapping of wings, the irritated croaks from adults at their over-active youngsters. I’ve observed the patient fortitude of parents off diligently seeking food for their feathered families. I have seen the dangers that lurk for unaware youngsters in the presence of silent, patient alligators. I’ve seen the marsh turn green with the onslaught of the seasonal rains, seemingly turning overnight into a lush green paradise of sparkling waters and bright blooms. It is a privilege to visit this place, which still manages to be somewhat unknown in the midst of a county landscape filled with gated communities, bustling shopping centers and busy thoroughfares.
There is an unusual density of birds who successfully nest in this area, along with many who drift through on their way elsewhere in the midst of annual migrations. The types of birds can vary, but most seen are various species of herons, mud hens, some ducks, egrets, wood storks, Anhinga, osprey, finches and wrens, as well as black vultures who linger overhead flying in lazy circles in the thermals. Other animals live and thrive in this artificial environment that created by man has been fully embraced by animal kind, including marsh rabbits, iguana, other lizards. assorted turtles, fish, squirrels and the occasional alligator. It is wonderful to see how a little kindness and thought by humans is so appreciated and utilized by the very animals whose original environments were greatly disturbed and disrupted by human development and construction in the area. Yet this kind of watery oasis is uncommon, at least outside the ponds and canals that are utilized for storm and water control, serving to drain the naturally marshy landscape of South Florida.
I will say that the warm sub-tropical climate of South Florida is thoroughly enticing especially to Northerners and many wealthy and/or retired individuals have found a full-time or part-time home in these lush surroundings. It is sad that there was not more planning to preserve larger natural settings within the city limits. Still, we deal with what is before us and work within the demands of the climate, the population present and the busy roadways. It is wonderful to spend a few moments or hours in the presence of the simplicity of the life of birds and beasts, a little oasis of the heart found in the midst of a busy coastal community.
I would hope that other individuals who read and view these pages and journal entries will open to the diversity of life forms that can be found upon this small and precious blue-green sphere. Work to preserve what open lands still remain so that your children’s children can enjoy and experience what we are able to see today.
From wet and stormy sub-tropical South Florida I send my blessings to all,