The Loneliest Experience

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When I spent the year in involuntary confinement, I had to work through the nights pulling out huge trees stumps. It was an excuse to keep me outside because I wasn’t wanted. I would be laying in the dirt working to dig out the roots with a flash light. I was hungry and lonely. The house was a good ways away and I would watch the window hoping beyond all hopes that “he” would come out to see me and tell me I could come in the house.

I would watch the dining room window looking for a sign that I was going to get to come in the house. I would watch the neighbors window and see movement there. I would fantasize about them coming over, seeing me working and invite me into their home and feed me. I actually thought it was a possibility that someone, any one would care enough to acknowledge me and show me some kindness. My hopes were deflated when the lights went off for the night. It was such a sinking feeling.

It was a devastating lonely existence. I was cold, lonely, hungry and tired and knew that no one cared. That everyone else had warmth and comfort and I had none. No one was going to rescue me.I felt like I was going to spend forever in this predicament because no one was going to give me permission to come in.

This is the experience that plays out a million times over by people who chain their dogs up in their back yard. They are pack animals They want to be inside among the people and have a sense of belonging as much as I did. They deserve it. Their feelings and their quality of life are just as important as mine.

If everyone knew how excruciating this experience is, they would not inflict it on another. Pets need to be treated with compassion. It is hard for me to think of anyone experiencing what I did; regardless of whether they are in a dog body or not. They deserve a sense of belonging. To do less is cruel.

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The Most Glamorous Thing…….

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The most glamorous thing about having a book signing is telling people you are having a book signing. In reality, it is putting one’s’ self in a very vulnerable state. It is not like a Kardashian launching their next whim or a president writing a book on behalf of their popular pooch. It is not like Justin Bieber being discovered in at mall. It is a desperate, quiet cry for validation of one’s contribution to an indifferent barrage of strangers.
A person who writes a book usually is introspective enough to be able to write a book. That indicates right there that there is a chunk of time not committed to social skill. One who is more comfortable alone with their thoughts, may not feel so comfortable in a crowd. It is fair to say that, in general, a writer may sacrifice their social aptitude for their writing. So to display themselves out in front of a crowd can be awkward.
A book Signing entails sitting in front of a crowd of disinterested strangers hoping for a crumb of interest in what you have poured your essence into. True, the market is inundated with vanity books. This only makes it more difficult for a dedicated writer to be discovered among the fluff. To have eight books to offer thus far to the public, as I do, shows either a passion for writing, a narcissistic streak, or a true calling to contribute to humanity. I believe it is the latter.
To spend all of my days alone, with no social interaction to putting myself in front of strangers is a stretch. It is an act of faith. There are subtle dreads involved that could fill a whole other book. When one writes a book, they don’t really think through what it entails to have it accepted by mainstream. It is a whole totally different job description than writing the books.
Today I will be at Lift Bridge Book Shop in Brockport NY. It is a home town atmosphere there. They are very gracious and accommodating. To ease the sting of sitting vulnerable to the public, I am offering five dollar readings with the proceeds going to the arbor fund to plant more trees in town. It is not really a reading that people are used to.
I am a medical intuitive who reads Akashic records. So I can tell the passer-by, what the issue is in their body, and what caused it in a past life. Then I can actually assist them in changing the script on their programming to release the stagnant energy causing the disturbance. Not bad for five bucks huh?
I hope some of you will who are local and see this will come out to say hi to me. It is a long shot. But so is most of the things that others take for granted in this life. Heck, I am not even sure if anyone reads my page anymore with the way the algorithms are screwed with. If you do, maybe you can like the Book Shop’s page. https://www.facebook.com/LiftBridgeBooks/
But next time that you see a book signing, have compassion for the writer. It doesn’t seem like a heroic thing to do, but for them, sitting there, making themselves available to you, may be some of their hardest work.

The Metaphysics of Child’s Play

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Liftbridge Book Store is a magical and wonderful place to visit. They have many items to nurture the imagination. I collect marbles from the store. It sounds silly as an adult right? But they are not marbles to me. They are planets. They are props I use to stretch my imagination and do dynamic healing. I pour healing love into all the earth. I use a little necklace bead that looks like earth to help shift my vantage point to be vast enough to engulf earth with healing love and peace.
 
The marbles are a prop to help me stretch my vantage point to not only pour healing love into earth, but into all the planets of the lower worlds. The planets of the lower worlds are depicted in my imagination as marbles. See? this is what child’s play is. It is why child;s play is so important. It is not merely the musings of the innocent. It is a metaphysical means to remove all limitations of the small linear mind and to be exponential and empowered. We are not linear beings but starbursts of energy.. We are Light, Love and Music Expounding.
 
This is what we do when we ignite our imagination and creativity. In this way, we are all superheroes, healers and saviors of the Universe. It is troubling that so many industries have manipulated play to be destructive. Toy guns and blowing up things is something that has been ingrained in our society. It takes a strong conviction to turn a child’s mind and heart away from such conditioning and keep their organic connection with innocence, kindness and compassion intact. I commend all the parents, and teachers that do that.
 
I would love to see you today at the book signing at 2 pm eastern in Brockport NY. If you can’t make it today, please stop in some time. You can pick up one of my books or regain some of your childlike wonder as well.

THE REASON I WROTE THE BOOK LETTERS OF ACCORD

 

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I used to belong to this spiritual group that sent out private discourses every month. They were the highlight of my spiritual quest. They provided information that wasn’t presented to mainstream. They contained truths that resonated at the core. But then after a while, there were no new discourses written. That was fine with me. There was enough information to glean over for years. But people who had been in the group the longest started to complain that new information wasn’t being written by the main figure.

I was disgusted by these complaints. Had they not learned anything from partaking of the truth for 30 years? When were they going to wean themselves off of needing to take from someone else? When were they going to start sharing their gifts to such an extent that they would be too busy to complain about what they were being deprived? Why didn’t THEY write a book of truths for others? They would experience a wealth of understanding from the process of giving of themselves.

The Daily Letters of Accord was written in six weeks. Each night I was woken up at predawn and spent six hours writing just one letter. It would flow out so easily and I would learn things I didn’t even know; as the Ancient Ones used my mind and body to pour truths out onto the page. After writing it for several hours, I spent two or three hours editing it. I would send it out to the people who had requested to receive them in an e-mail. I then passed out for hours. This process resulted in the book Letters of Accord.

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Here is an excerpt from The Letters of Accord

 

Reasons The World Got Out Of Whack

Male domination caused the world to lose touch with the feminine attribute of compassion. Checks and balances for relating to others were lost. Female energy has a great appreciation for what it takes to formulate life. Male energy is fascinated by how easy it is to end it.

People became stuck in primal mode, which has a different set of rules than civilization. We are afraid of those who are different and rule by might. Those of us in primal mode live by the law of the land, killed or be killed, rather than the Golden Rule.

Well-intentioned groups change their internal formula from uplifting others to surviving as a group. When they change intention, abuses of power follow. They compromise their original focus to appease wider audiences. The individual voice of truth is swallowed up or rejected by new agendas. Those continuing to hold the original intention are considered enemies of the group.

People who believe that truth is absolute try to make everyone subscribe to what works for them. This is similar to the vantage point of a small village that eats its unwelcome guests.

Lack of awareness of cause and effect and indifference to how our actions affect others.

Stunted DNA in some warring factions give them only one and a half strands of DNA. This has hard-wired some for destruction.

Greed amongst those who have the capabilities of assisting others. Lack of understanding that there are many types of abundance. Monetary wealth is merely a byproduct of abundance. It is not the actual abundance. Those who have accrued wealth realize that it is not enough and so they search for happiness in power and control. They become a black hole of need and they pull as much of the world into themselves as possible.

People are programmed to give up their power through interactions with deranged power mongers lifetime after lifetime. They forget how to formulate an original thought and distract themselves from their apathy with crude forms of entertainment.

Lack of connection to the simple premise of reincarnation. This absolves an indifferent soul from realizing that what they put out in this present life is what they will be creating for their future incarnations. Too many bloated white men believe they are going to heaven after they are done energetically raping the earth, so they have little sense of accountability.

Lack of accountability. Many people have outgrown the selfish and petty God that was established years ago. God didn’t make man in his own image. Man made God in his own image and it is very limiting.

The great news is that many of us are outgrowing these old states of being. We understand that we are all connected and that isn’t just the butterfly effect that we share. We are of the same heart. On a deep level, many of us are awakening to the realization that the pain we inflict is the same that we feel.

We have lost our taste for power. We have lost our fight. We have repaired our DNA and spontaneously repair others with the power of our love. We have shifted vantage points to see the value in all ways. We have conceded to kindness. We have fed ourselves from the inside out so the feast of power, carnage and wealth do not appeal to us.

We sip sweetly from the divinity of our own innate goodness. It pools within us like a delicate aged wine. It is time for everyone to learn their own distilling process. This is the awakening that is happening within. There is no other sustenance that is as sweet as the accomplishment of one’s own kind acts.

My Books

 

 

Thank you Pat Hoffert

How many of us have been Jen Ward’s friend on FB? Or how many of us have the privilege of being a friend of hers in real life? I think that Jen is quite a gem in life. How many of us know that she is a published author? She shares many important tidbits with us daily, or almost daily. I found out about a month ago that Jen is a published author. At that time I purchased 2 of her books. To say that they are amazing would be an understatement. My first 2 books are “Letters of Accord” and “Perpetual Calender”. I can’t begin to tell you that even my husband who is not into this “woo woo” stuff could tell that there is something different about these books. Jen poured her heart into these books, and there are just no adjectives to describe them. I highly recommend these books for your own learning in life, and for your own heart. I know that you will feel what I felt, and to feel what Jen felt, and wants us to learn and have in our hearts and our life. We take so much learning from Jen, let us start to repay her. She gives freely of her knowledge. Let’s start by paying Jen back by purchasing her books. Not all 8 at once. Let’s just do 1 at a time. I don’t remember the site that Jen sent me, so perhaps Jen can put that site up on FB. I need to order another one of her books, so I will be waiting. I promise that Jen’s books will not disappoint!!!

Animal Healing and Communication Book

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Self Help Book For Survivors of Abuse, Rape, incest and All Forms of Being DIminished

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emerging

 

Release Your Primal Relationship with Food and Food Issues

https://www.createspace.com/6490920

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Case Studies with  SFT Taps to Accompany Them. A Great Self Help Book and Reference Book For Practictioners 

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enlightenment

 

An Upgrade in Truth Channeled Directly From The ANCIENT ONES

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letters of accord

 

Poetry to Assist the reader in Awakening to their Own Spiritual Omniscience

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369 Days of SFTs (Spiritual Freedom Techniques) Taps to provide a grounding practice for those who Choose not to Practice Meditation/Prayer/Yoga But wnat a Daily Practice to Empower Them

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perpetual calender

 

Book of Quotes and Insignts to Upgrade the Reader’s  Perpective on Truth

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grow where you planted

 

 

 

How Would You Like it?

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Nobody listened to you?

Or even acknowledged you had feelings?

 

What if every time you got excited….

Someone told you to shut up or lay down?

 

What if you were cold but no one cared?

What if you were tied up away from those you love, just out of reach?

 

What if you can to always lay on the cold hard floor and be okay with it?

What if you had to hold your bladder until someone told you to go?

 

What if you were taken from your family and it was assumed you were okay with that?

What if you were never included with the family but expected to be okay with that?

 

What if you were sent away if you didn’t meet the satisfaction of your family?

What if you were put to death just because you weren’t cute or happy enough to make someone love you.

 

What if you had a craving for a treat but were never allowed to satisfy it.

What if you were given dry, bland food day after day.

 

What if you had to rely on others for your quality of life?

What if you had to depend on the people who didn’t understand you for your love?

 

How would you make out?

How would you like being a pet?

 

Jen Ward

 

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Commitment to Me

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Life itself is built on a lie

That you win when your born,

You lose when you die

 

It’s more of a continuous cycle to me

I ebb, I flow, I win, I concede

 

I wax, I wane, I rise, I fall

I’m both summer and winter, both infinite and small

I’m everything to everyone, yet nothing at all

 

I’m one grain of sand, or one massive sea

I can heal the whole planet

But what happens to me?

 

I disappear in the Love I give out to the world

A lost, staving child

A penniless girl

 

With the kindness of strangers the pattern must end

Love is the whole spectrum

Not just a means to an end.

 

It’s not giving to others yet holding love a bay

Or sidestepping kindness

As I give it away

 

It’s not putting off happiness one moment or a day

But embracing life now

In the spirit of play

 

It’s stirring the myriad of what I’ll allow

‘Having the richness of living

Complete me somehow

 

The details are fuzzy on how this can be

Yet I know it begins

With a commitment to me.

 

Jen Ward