Ramblings

Unwell. Tonight I was SO sick… I thought I was going to vomit and I was weak and … I can never explain this well…but really there were energies…and I believe at least 2 souls, that came up through me and out my crown. It was a little frightening to be sure. But I think this may have been the same feeling that was knocking last December when I almost floated away in Tim’s office. I cried lots tonight….and burped and farted lots… I journaled and prayed and did the negative form removal. I did not think it was going to let up and decided to try to distract by finishing a TV show we were watching, The Crown. I was trying to eat this healthy vegetable dinner in the bedroom while crying and journaling and listening to music and was so sick, but when I distracted myself and ate bad-for-me dinner (Michael made nachos)… I actually felt better. Burped and farted a lot, but better.

What IS this??

I’ve journaled quite a bit about the uncomfortable symptoms I’ve been having. 

I’ve also experienced some beautiful moments. Today Rue and I were laying in the grass together in the sun and a song came up out of me for her… it was in either like Russian or a light language…but it felt divinely for her and pray that it was healing for her precious soul. We are so blessed with two amazing dog beings here on mission with us. 

Last night I jokingly - and then wondered if it was a joke or real - named the lover or guide who came to me in my dream the other night “Gustav”. He looked nordic/pliadian. But then Troy reached out after months of silence and I wondered if it was related to him. Treading carefully. Don’t want to invite confusion or division into my world, but I want to be of service and feel that Troy and I are partners of a sort. (Or it’s a deception…that just came back to me…may be shadow…we’ll see.)

Michael is the best human in the world and I am so blessed to be his wife. Thank you God. Please look after us all and help us to fulfill thy divine plan and restore our precious earth in the name of your son…Michael would say “seed” and I’ll say “Christos-sophia”. 

I’m not sure what’s going on …but I surrender desire to be of service. 

Clear archontiic deception and fill me with the spirits of Christ. 

I AM GSF. I AM THAT I AM. I AM UNITY. WE ARE.