The Best Example of Illusion vs Reality That I Can Think Of.......

It's a pretty popular thought/concept/pondering ... is this reality an illusion? Are we living in some type of energetic 'cloud' where nothing exists and we are the ones creating the 'cloud?' Are we even existing or are we 'brains' living within ourselves, dreaming this Earth-experience?

Well, I don't have the definitive answer for that, though I have a lot of opinions. Since I don't have the ability to prove any of my thoughts (and who knows if they're right or wrong), I thought I'd ask for help in giving some insight into what we might actually APPLY to the current reality in which we live. This is the idea that came to me during the night .. a way to present my thoughts on Divine Perception vs human-brain-perception.

Let's say you and your lover decide you want to create a new life together. You both pack up everything and make plans to head out. You're beyond excited and so in love and everything seems directed by the Hand of God. You're all packed and ready to go, suitcases by the door, when you hear a car start outside. You look out and there goes your lover. Heading off into the proverbial sunset. He/she didn't just take the envelope that held your life savings. He/she took everything you ever believed in. Your self-worth. Your value. Your faith. Your belief in everything and everyone. Well, you get the picture.

'Reality' seems to tell you this.... You are hated to the degree that someone you love could discard you like a sack of garbage. You are less than nothing. You are unworthy. You cannot trust yourself. You cannot trust anyone else. There is everything wrong with you and nothing right with you. After all, wouldn't that be true if someone you love thinks you deserve to have your life and life savings stolen from you? If someone you love thinks you deserve to be left on the side of the road with nowhere to go and no one to go with? If you gave all that you had and, obviously, it wasn't enough? What is your value? What is your worth?

Let's add a little twist to the story. The one who left you standing alone with your life in your hands ... he/she is your 'Twin Flame.' The other half of your soul. The one Being in existence that you know is pure love. Pure love because the truth is that each of us, 'outside' of this reality we're currently experiencing, have the greatest love for ourselves (and, of course, the other half of our soul's infinite expression). This is the one person you instinctively know you can offer yourself to in the purest form of soul love there is. This is the other half of yourself, the one who is not capable of giving you anything but soul's love in return. The trust between you is infinite. Believable. And True. Or so it is .. 'outside' of this 'illusion' .. this world/reality that is here for the purpose of teaching our infinite souls.

Now we come to the Truth behind the illusion. Perhaps THIS is why people continue to poke around the topic of what is 'real' and what is not.

If we, here in this dirty, painful 'reality,' can learn to perceive our reality through the eyes of Infinite Soul, we have the power to change our life-experience. Perhaps we are here to learn how to be empowered no matter what 'illusion' seeks to dis-empower us?

Perhaps we are creating the greatest levels of suffering we can imagine (war, famine, murder, abuse, abandonment, betrayal .. and the list goes on and on) in order to understand that nothing whatsoever can destroy the real truth. Nothing we imagine/create can take away our power or keep us from the eventual 'success' of the Truth reigning over the 'illusion.' (Until .. perhaps .. the reality becomes .. never the two shall meet??? .. just a thought.......)

It may sound as though my mind is wandering as you continue reading but in actuality there is a string of thought that runs through every moment, every experience, every single second of my entire life. Everything .. everything .. is tied into everything else and everything pertains to my quest for spiritual understanding.

I am blessed beyond measure to have spent so much time on 'the other side.' It gave me time not only to 'hear' many great Truths, but to absorb them. I was able to bring those Truths back into this 'illusion,' if you want to call it that. My life then became a dichotomy. How is it possible that the greatest Truths of God and existence were so directly opposite of what was so real 'down here?' This blog is meant to touch on the possibility that the greatest Truths are hidden beneath the greatest pain. The pain is not the Truth. What it is trying to show you is the Truth.

As pure soul, every single person would understand that the pain handed back and forth between humans is not the truth. Not at all. As pure soul, we are the expression of Love. Love to a greater degree than can be named or measured or described. Here, on this planet, many are choosing to express the opposite of this truth. As we accept that, we have to ask why. As pure soul, we would never entertain a thought of war, or killing for sport, or destroying another person's life simply because we can. And so why do we do it?

I used to ask .. God, why do you allow this? I stopped doing that when I came to realize that God will allow people to create whatever they think they need to in the quest for knowledge and understanding. I came to realize that we are being given the choice to create hate or create love, which then turns things into .. why are we making this choice or that? This, I came to believe, is what is meant by 'free will.' Free will to choose how you want to express yourself within a 'region of reality' that allows you free expression. And that, of course, turns into a study of self-responsibility. The subject that is, perhaps, the most difficult for humans to look at.

When my thoughts wander to such avenues, my first thought is always .. then why don't we choose differently?

If 'reality' is an illusion then 'reality' is malleable. If we, as humans, are creating 'reality,' we have the power to create it differently. In an existence that is so large the human brain cannot contain the imagining of how large it is, do we really believe that pain is the only way to learn the greater Truths? Personally, I don't believe that to be the case. That being said, are we free to choose our beliefs? Absolutely.

I can sum it all up by saying ... we are infinite souls who know only love. We are not dis-empowered or destroyed by anything. If we think we are, we are living 'the illusion.' If we are creating 'the illusion,' we can create it differently. We can insert the Truths into the lies we tell ourselves and each other. In this way, we can change 'reality.' I am of the belief that we, as a society, a society that is consensually agreeing to 'out-picture reality,' are in a position of agreeing to create great change. I believe that some of our harshest and most painful lessons are playing out due to an all-out effort to prove that nothing can or will destroy us. No matter what lie we manifest outside of the Greater Truth of Love, the real truth will remain unwavering. Why then, do we not choose to create a reality that expresses that truth, instead of continuing to manifest lies to prove to ourselves that truth is truth? hummm .. I'm just sayin'.........

And while I'm in thinking-mode (smile) ... perhaps the one you would most trust would necessarily have to be the one who would 'destroy' you ... to show you that you cannot be destroyed.

PS: If I was to tell you how valuable God told me each of you are, while I was enjoying His Company on 'the other side,' you would have to listen to me yammer at you for a year or so. You are so much more valuable .. each of you .. than you can probably imagine. You are not the 'reality' you are living. You are an Aspect of God.





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A Different Type of Dream

3am .. the time of waking dreams and revelations.
All things are inter-woven and the dream is no exception. It was only a week or two ago that I was taken so far outside of reality, if we want to call it that, that, once again, I was changed so dramatically that I became another person. Not a new experience, this becoming new type of thing. But this particular event was so incredible and so far beyond even my ever-reaching imagination that I knew instantly this was something I would never speak of. My nature is to share but after examination of my decision, I realized that relating the experience could possibly do more harm than good.

The changes however .. that is another story. What would come out of the intense and incredible change I'd gone through? The dream seems to be a precursor, and I find the possibilities exciting beyond words.

I am in a vast and crowded space that looks like nothing I've ever seen before. A man in a mud-colored robe stands beside me. On my right is a 'monster' so massive that all I can see is a portion of his face. He opens his mouth to bare his teeth and I am looking into an abyss that seemingly has no end. Each tooth is, I am told, 13 feet long. There are many.

The man in robes hands me an old, rusty, steel hammer. "Hit yourself in the head hard enough to pass out and you won't feel anything when he eats you. You'll live in his belly and you won't even be aware of the fact that you're in his belly. You'll just live."

I looked at the hammer in my hand. I looked at him. I looked at the 'monster.' And wondered if he thought I was insane. "Why would I do that?" I asked.

He pointed to a crowd of people that I hadn't noticed before. "They're all doing it." He shrugged nonchalantly, as though that was explanation enough.

Irritated with his nonsense, I turned away and watched as, one by one, people hit themselves with hammers and entered the crushing jaws of the 'monster.' They seemed robotic. They seemed fatalistic. They seemed not to know that they had a choice in the matter.

I turned back to the man in robes. "Take this," I demanded, shoving the hammer into his hand.

He looked incredibly surprised. "What are you going to do?" he cried, alarmed.

"I'm not going in there to live, I can tell you that," I snapped. I turned to my left instinctively. "Bring me the other option," I said loudly. In truth, I had no conscious idea of what I was talking about but apparently, on some level, I did know.

A man in a white robe appeared. He had a rope in his hand and on the other end of the rope was a 'monster' who appeared quite similar to the one who was occupied with eating people and storing them in his belly. This 'monster' was passive and obeyed instantly when the man in white robes quietly told him to roll over. In an instant his underbelly was in clear view. He laid on his back without resistance, waiting.

The white-robed man gestured at me to lay down on the exposed underbelly of the 'monster.' "We'll take you to another truth," he said quietly.

I crawled up onto the underbelly, doing my best to ignore the sensations of the extremely unusual texture of his skin and the uncomfortable 'feeling' of the experience. As soon as I was 'nestled' into the folds of the clammy skin, we were moving. We picked up speed. We were racing in the opposite direction of 'the trap.'

I didn't look back.



It was 4am. My 'transporation mode' was gone and I stood alone with the white-robed Master. We stood in the center of nothingness. I was cells separated by space and I was nothing at all.

"Pain is the controlling factor," he advised quietly. "You no longer have to agree to the reality of the lie."

"Pain is the controlling factor." Here .. at 6am .. I sit staring at my journal. "Pain Is The Controlling Factor" is the title of a book I began to write four years ago.





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Change, Changes, Changed

I imagine there are many people who can point to a single moment, a single event, that changed them irrevocably. I've had more of those moments than I can count. All of them life-changing, dramatic, stunning in so many ways. I've had the Hand of God appear and remove cancerous cells from me. I've had guns pulled on me, angels appear, ETs dematerialize me and take me aboard their craft. In other words, it's been interesting. And so if anyone had asked if there was possibly something even larger, something soul-changing, that could happen that would change me more, I would have told them 'no.' I would have been wrong.

I did not know, until November 18, 2013, that an infinite soul could be impacted so dramatically that it changes. I would have told anyone, based upon all that I've ever known, that the infinite soul is all-there-is. It is all-encompassing. It knows all, past, present, future, throughout its own infinity. There is nothing unknown and nothing within existence could possibly change its nature. Certainly not an event in a temporary, and possibly holographic, Earth-reality. Again ... I was wrong.

A soul does change. I felt the reverberations through all time and space. I felt my existence change. I felt my soul change. There were moments when I called myself 'dramatic.' When I told myself I was over-reacting. But here, in almost-May of 2015, I know without doubt that I was not over-stating the fact that mere Earth-events can impact All That Is. I will have to wait until I get 'Home' to uncover all of the nuances. But here in this temporary Earth-life, I acknowledge the changes, take a deep breath, and ask God what's next.

Which brings me to two strings of thought. One is this. I have never in my life sat down in front of a television and watched drama unfold in the moment. I prefer to be aware of things going on but to stay away from the visuals, staying in silence and sending prayer and what I call God-energy to people and events. But last night was different and for the first time I found myself feeling as though I was standing on the streets of Baltimore. I found myself looking from side to side, and then looking up. I called out loudly for the manifestation of an 'angel of peace.' Mind you, I've had angels, ETs, and even The Presence of God (an aspect of) manifest in front of me and so I knew that I wasn't asking for too much. In my mind I could imagine the world changing as 100 or more cameras caught the image of an angel appearing, floating in the purest of lights, stopping all thoughts of violence and replacing them with awe and inspiration .. and peace. Inspired Hope. That's the vision I was holding.

Obviously it was not to be. I found myself wondering why. Knowing that an event such as that has the potential to catch the attention of every single person on this planet, I couldn't help but ask myself why. Why, if it's possible, wasn't it done? I don't know the answer but I do know that I was disheartened. In my mind, there are options for opening the hearts and minds of Humankind. And as much as I understand that God has a plan for this planet and the people, I still ask why things cannot be different. Which is a judgment on my part. I am not a person to judge anyone or anything but I do hold a deep hope that people can move beyond hatred, violence, suffering, and all of the other pains of this Earth. That a new reality of peace can be birthed.

I am also a person who knows that, if God wants something to change, it will change. Period. Which brings me to the state of mind that tells me there is nothing much that I can do. As they say .. it is until it isn't any more. There is a plan, I know, and I am not privy to how this will all play out. What I do know is that God's 'got this,' as they say. You either have faith and know that this is true .. or you don't. There's no halfway when it comes to faith.

I had planned on writing a blog yesterday. It was to be about a thought/message that has been careening about in my brain for a little while now. The reason the above story about an angel manifesting fits into the blog I meant to write (and into this one) is that the subject matter seems to be idealism. I was an idealist until November 18, 2013. I am now a realist. Which causes me to question 'divine messages' in a hundred ways before I agree to admit that they might be possible. Which is why I did not write the blog yesterday.

But now it occurs to me............

There is no such thing as an 'accident.' Perhaps the soul-change I had to endure was a necessity. Maybe, just maybe, it fits into the message I'm being asked to consider. Perhaps the 'who I was' could not have come to this moment and would not have been willing to entertain such an 'out there' message. We'll never know. But here is the message......

It is being suggested that some people will be 'called' to abandon their lives, their goals, their dreams. Called to switch paths and go in an entirely different direction than they had planned. Through the last months and years I've watched hundreds of extraterrestrial societies begin to interact more and more with this planet and with certain people. I've watched clients and casual acquaintances morphing into the higher dimensional frequencies of their souls, and accepting more of their extraterrestrial origins. Perhaps the days, months, and years were a 'testing ground.' Each person testing themselves to find out just how willing they are to let go of the consensual reality created by those who reside on Earth and immerse themselves in the unlimited reality that lives beyond Earth's 'boundaries.'

I've never denied my extraterrestrial nature. I couldn't even if I wanted to, I don't think. (lol .. ask anyone who knows me well if it's possible to hide) But the days and nights have become more and more about that 'side' of myself and less and less about this 3-D life. I've been 'chastised' an uncountable number of times for not living this 3-D life fully and setting aside all of the 'metaphysical mumbo-jumbo.' After all, they say, you are here and this is Earth and so you should succumb to the reality and be like everyone else. My tendency is to consider everything and everyone deeply, from all angles and dimensions, which is why I sometimes hesitate to speak of some of the more 'far-fetched' thoughts that traverse my mind. I think it is my 'purely ET side' that is causing the pressure I feel. The pressure to speak of things beyond the realm of 'ordinary.' The pressure to speak of 'drastic measures' on the part of some people who are willing to step fully into the extraordinary truth of who they really are. The aspects of themselves that express the full and infinite power of the soul, through all time and space, beyond all boundaries and limitations.


Is it possible that when I wrote 'Called' that the 'call' was meant to be much more than I allowed myself to think about at the time? Is it possible that the years since 'Called' was born, those 30+ years that I carried the hope in my heart, were all about getting to this day? Getting to this opportunity? Getting to this 'greater calling?' Is it possible that, all those years ago, 'my ETs,' my family, were preparing not only me but other people who are reading this blog, in this moment, for a 'greater calling?' Could 'Called,' the book, have been the 'tool' they used to lay the path to this very moment? What is possible? Is there anything that is not?


And I am 'called' back to this blog and asked to post this (below)......

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