Common-Sense Diplomacy

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Had an interesting dream last night. I was a Counter-Terrorist Diplomatic Consultant for some alphabet agency and we were meeting in a ‘situation’ room to discuss the latest hot ‘threat’ and what to do about it.  In this case, it was a Native American man that had just been released from prison that he felt he had been unjustly incarcerated in, he had incendiary devices and guns and was planning to do something at a specific location, according to intel.

So there were all these highly-educated, highly-trained (and highly-paid) agents making a plan, and the best they could come up with was getting a SWAT team down there to take the man out. (as in demised, not out on a date)

Frankly, I was gobsmacked by this ‘genius’ idea and spoke up: “Uh…did anyone even begin to consider just sending someone in, unarmed to have a talk with the fella? Giving him a good listen and letting him vent, get whatever’s bothering him off his chest? Finding out if maybe he had a legitimate grievance and working out a plan with him to address or fix it, if so?”

Nope. Never crossed their minds.

“It’s too risky!” they bleated fearfully.

Cue massive eye-roll here.

“Uh-huh, and that’s why you have me here. I’ll do it. Give me a few minutes to assemble my own team and we’ll get to work. The rest of you stay back and stay quiet, and under no circumstances is ANYONE to do anything even vaguely threatening! Got it?!”

So then I assembled my team, which seemed to consist of a racially-diverse small group of guys in superhero spandex outfits. Our newbie member was very excited about his green satin cape.

Well, the Native American was also pretty impressed by the cape and touched that we were actually trying to listen to him so he vented his heart out and my team agreed to help him address his grievances and see that true justice was done and then we invited him to join our team.  We strolled out of the building with him, strolled on by the police perimeter, amiably chatting with each other as that alphabet agency had its collective jaw hitting the ground.

Mission accomplished. 😀

Then the dream switched to another scenario.

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This time I was called in because our country had done something nasty to Japan and Japan had just found out about it and were planning to declare war, and our country had decided to do a pre-emptive strike. My opinion was asked on the best way to go about doing that.

As in the first part of the dream, I was absolutely stunned by this monumental show of collective idiocy.

“Uh…did anyone even begin to consider just sending someone in, unarmed to to their Embassy to have a talk with them? Give them a good listen and let them vent, get whatever’s bothering them off their chest? If they have a legitimate grievance – which in this case they do – maybe work out a plan with them to address or fix it?”

Oh, it’s too risky, it might incite them to…war…which they were already incited to…hmm.  Oh, and our country would lose face if we actually admitted we’d done something wrong, and trying to apologize would be as good as admitting we’d done something wrong, they might ask for reparations or something. The excuses for avoiding responsibility went on and on.

“Tough cookies, folks, we did wrong and we’re going to suck it up and give them a chance to vent about it and then we’re going to apologize sincerely and do our best to make it up to them!”

So I got all dressed up (no superhero spandex this time) and party-crashed a fancy shindig that was being held at the embassy with a team of unarmed diplomatic agents.  The Japanese government reps were well aware that we were there but everyone was ignoring us, no eye-contact, as if we didn’t exist.  Some agents complained to me that they couldn’t get any of the Japanese contingent to even talk to them, so how could they get anything accomplished here?

I told them that if we got angry over being cold-shouldered, or tried to push the matter, they could justify that we’d acted first to start a war (as if our original crime against them wasn’t enough already) and they were in the clear about responding with force.

“Ok, let them humiliate, embarrass, ignore and shun us to their hearts content, it might make them feel better. We’re not going to whine about it or print any retaliatory stories in the media, we’re going to take it and show sympathy and remorse for what they’re going through – we’re going to put THEIR feelings first!”  So that’s what we did, giving the Japanese ample opportunity to snicker at us being ignored.

The next day, I went back to the embassy with a couple other agents to apologize and hear the Japanese reps out. They vented quite a bit and we admitted our government had been in the wrong and asked what they wanted in the way of reparations.  They were stunned. They’d expected us to respond with threats of world war and other retaliations to pre-emptively strike at them, not us showing up apologetic and taking responsibility to make things right when we’d done wrong.

They said they wanted a public unconditional apology printed in the media, and for us to send people over to Japan to repair any damage done to their infrastructure by our actions and to pay any bills for folks that had gotten hurt.  We agreed and war was averted.

Mission accomplished.

The guys back at the alphabet agency were shocked that my plan had worked and that we’d avoided world war so “simply”.

Wow. SMH sooooo much!

Greenfolk of the Forest Dreams

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Had a dream a few nights ago, (the night before we moved to our new apartment which has a nice little forest out back).

The green man image (the kind people put in their gardens and on doors) appeared to me, he was a dark forest green. I felt he was trying to communicate to me that I didn’t need to worry about one of my daughters’ future (she has frustration and anger issues, she’s only 9), that he had an eye on her and would try to help take care of her and he was trying to reassure me that by the time she reached adulthood, she would be just fine. I felt relieved. Then I woke up.

Forests represent safe haven to me, and I feel great longing to be in or near them. Occasionally, over the years I’ve had a number of dreams of forest folk appearing to me and offering advice and comfort, even when I was a child.

Trees, Glorious Trees!

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(Find the center)

My friend took this picture of the trees in our new backyard.

We’ve just finished moving and so far most everything is pretty great about the new place – except having to unpack everything we schlepped over here from the old place 😀

It’s been a bit of a juggling act, trying to get ready for the move, helping the kids with their summer homeschool assignments (to make up for the deficits in the regular school year – I think we’re getting closer to making the decision to eschew public school altogether.) and trying to give the kids and my visiting friend a fun-filled summer vacation. Whew! Mama is VERY tired!

I’ve fallen away from my regular meditation and chakra-clearing – hard to do when literally every 2 seconds I get interrupted by a little voice needing help to find something or the current livestock/range war we’ve got happening on the Minecraft frontier.

I’ve also fallen behind on the latest intel on the Shift and the upcoming Event. There are about 50 tabs open with various transcripts, reports, channelings, messages and articles, that I just even get a glimpse of and my head reels.

Honestly, all I want at this point is a good, long, uninterrupted NAP!!!

I feel like I’m doing quite a dismal job as a Lightworker, even though I’m trying like mad to release any and every negative form of energy that comes my way.  It seems as though in both the physical and the metaphysical, I’m spinning my wheels, expending a lot of energy but not seeming to be making much progress in the way of actually accomplishing something – like, getting confirmation/closure that something was accomplished.

The Event is drawing ever closer, the jump to 5D is nearly upon us and I sure don’t want myself or my family to get left behind, but…NAP!!!  So tired! So frazzled!  Where is the time when I can be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and able to work on my creative writing and art which is what my soul resonates with most? Isn’t this what I’m supposed to be doing to help spread the Light and embody the purpose that I incarnated for at this time?

School can’t begin soon enough!  Maybe once the little voices are occupied with something other than ‘Let’s pester Mama for…oh, never mind Mama, I found it! Mama – she STOLE my skeleton pig!!!’ (don’t ask, trust me, don’t even ask)…wait, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, maybe without the constant interruptions I can do more with the 4/5D and not be so enmeshed with the 3D.

Literally NONE of the multitude of articles, etc, mention anything about provisions being made for frantic, frazzled, overwhelmed and overworked mamas trying to do their best to do SOMETHING to aid the cause.  Nope, it’s all peace, love, zen and detatch from 3D and rest if you need to, to intergrate downloads/upgrades.

(*SNORT*) Yeah, right, uh-huh. (*SNICKER*) Sure, rest if I need it – yep, I’ll get right on that! (*LOL!!!*) Or maybe the yoga tree in our new backyard will have to stand-in and do it for me, I’ve got two kids in the kitchen about to do nefarious things with ripe peaches. (*shudder*).

 

 

Why Men Don’t BlahBlahBlah and Women Can’t YaddaYaddaYadda

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If you’ve ever read or heard anything along those lines, I can sum it all up in one succinct word:

BULLSH-T

Anything that polarizes between male and female regarding capabilities, strengths, tendencies and whatever else (excepting literal physical plumbing and body parts):

NONSENSE

It occurred to me, as I was pruning my book collection prior to moving (and tossing out a book that resembled this blogpost’s title), that anything we ever thought we knew or that we were told, even by so-called “experts” and “professionals”, is complete and utter

IGNORANCE

According to a recent study**, males who were primary caregivers of newborn babies showed significant re-wiring of their brains that came to resemble more of a female caregiver’s brain than males who were not primary caregivers.

The human brain’s incredible adaptability means that this can be extrapolated to introduce the idea that any given male and any given female can develop capabilities, strengths, tendencies and whatever else someone might choose as a consequence of exercising freewill and making requisite efforts to practice those things.

When society programs children to believe that boys are better at math and spatial thinking and point to their scans and studies “proving” such, they completely disregard the fact that children ARE programmed by their environment and caregivers (and thus have their brains wired a certain way) and that girls have often been left out of toys and gameplay that lead to developing those strengths (and thus wiring their brains into a self-fulfilling prophecy of non-competence) while boys are given more ample opportunities and encouragement to develop those points.  Later, discriminatorily, a child’s (programmed) experientially-wired brain is used in favor of males and against females and backed up by faulty psuedo-science, as though it were actual truth and not the result of social programming (engineering).

So what does this mean for the future of the human race?

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Post-Event, when the so-called “war” between the sexes has been round-filed and the adversarial polarization of Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine energies (which will likely be re-named as those energies are not intrinsic to any given binary gender) is firmly in the past – the future is unimaginably bright and quite unimaginable (though we’ll sure give it a try! 😀 ) because all of the mainstream’s basic “fundamentals” that we’ve been operating off of up to this point were all a product of negative influences – whether directly or indirectly. Once those negative influences are no longer the foundation we build off of, even the sky’s not the limit, any longer.

Break it down to constituent parts and a human is comprised of two parts: Inside and Outside.  We try to stuff as much of our Higher Self’s energetic Soulbody into that teeny-tiny physical meatsuit and treat it as though it’s the sum total of human existence and experience.  Here’s a tip: we’re bigger on the OUTSIDE of the meatsuit than we are on the INSIDE of it!

tardisSorry, Doctor – we’re actually NOT ‘Bigger on the inside!”

Some folks even believe that the meatsuit is ALL there is and completely eschew any thought of the existence of their Soulbodies altogether! (How limiting!) Other folks think that the scraps of Soulbody that are stuffed into the meatsuit (like one does with bell peppers) are the sum total of all there is for us, especially since the meatsuit will eventually be discarded like a used-up candy wrapper.  And some folks who are a bit further along in enlightenment (but not all the away along) are aware that there is more to our soulbody than can be stuffed (like a pepper) into a meatsuit.

Nope.  Nope Nope Nope. And again, NOPE!  It goes even farther than that!

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“We” (or “I”) and all the Inside AND Outside soulbody bits that coherently make up our “self” (Higher or otherwise) are infinite energy that is, itself, only a scrap of the entirety of the Source Soulbody (aka “God”, “Goddess”, “Higher Power”, etc.) that has spread out to more intimately explore the different facets of itself as incarnated (there’s those meatsuit soul-vehicles+ again!) beings.  We ARE Source, I AM Source.

We are, indeed, the universe made manifest, trying to figure itself out. *

Hence, Source calling itself the great “I AM”.  All of us, individually or all put together (including every other form of life that is out there) ARE Source and will someday finish our explorations of Ourselves and will return to Source once again.

Awesome-sauce!

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*We believe that the universe itself is conscious in a way that we can never truly understand. It is engaged in a search for meaning. So it breaks itself apart, investing its own consciousness in every form of life. We are the universe trying to understand itself.”

DELENN, Babylon 5, “Passing Through Gethsemane” (1995)

“We are the universe made manifest, trying to figure itself out. And as we have both learned, sometimes the universe requires a change of perspective.”

DELENN, Babylon 5, “A Distant Star” (1994)

** http://www.smartparenting.com.ph/life/news/dad-s-brain-goes-into-caregiver-mode-with-baby-interaction

http://www.iflscience.com/brain/becoming-father-can-rewire-mans-brain/

+ Actually, considering the fact that all matter is energy anyway, our meatsuits are ALSO bits of that infinite Source energy, too!

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