In my opinion, the only way we will ever get back to some semblance of a normal life, is to raise our vibration. Yes to that of the highest frequency; LOVE.
The other day I received yet another message from my Spirit Guide specifically regarding my vibration and how it is a light for others. For me it is difficult to accept such things, so I did not really ignore it, but kind of put it on the shelf for exploring another time. Two days later I received a message from a friend who confirmed my Spirit Guide’s message by repeating almost the same words. It was eerie how close the two messages were, a déjà vu moment! Then last night, yet another confirmation arrived from someone who visited my home for the first time, commenting on the beautiful energy in my space.
I can attribute a great deal of that to the man in the video above, whose use of the Tibetan bowls have brought magic into my soul. I began listening to his music in Ecuador last year with the beginning of my Dark Night of the Soul experience. I continue to allow his sounds to heal my heart, piece together my spirit and bring me back to my true self. It has been an extraordinary journey.
May 10, 2021
If we are going to turn the tide on this very negative situation, we the world are facing, then we must focus on raising our vibration. It it with the highest vibration of love which we shall win against the darkness enveloping us. It is most imperative that this idea becomes the most important thought in our minds, today and everyday!
May 6, 2021
What happens when empathy is gone? A better question is; what happens when people without empathy realize there are no consequences for actions such as rape, theft, or murder? The other side of that question is; what is the one thing preventing most law abiding citizens from committing acts of crime? Well, actually there can be 2 things, empathy and the fear of consequences for actions.
If, as I strongly suspect, those who have been given the shot have lost their empathy because their connection to Spirit has been severed, my concerns are justified. The coldness, lack of emotion and the sudden bursts of anger, all contribute to my suspicions. The extreme heat I feel in my body after being around them is still a mystery, as is the terrible suffocating pain in my chest which lasts long after they have walked away.
In the camps, acts of violence were commonplace. One understood as a prisoner, anything could and did happen – unspeakable crimes against humanity. Those who have experienced the consequences of war, understand soldiers who have no empathy are capable of anything. Put a weapon in the hands of someone who no longer has concern for right or wrong, and you create mass destruction. I’ve lived through that once in my life, and have no desire to live through it again.
I have included 2 personal diary entries to in my own way explain how my ideas develop. It is through the messages received, mostly through the dream time, or upon those first moments as I come out of sleep. I believe this is know as the Theta time. (If I am wrong about that, I encourage someone to contact me to let me know the correct term)
As some already know, I been experiencing very severe reactions after being around anyone who has received the “shot”, as I partly describe in one of my diary entries. The heat in particular has been overwhelming as it makes me feel as though I’m suffocating. There is a terrible thirst which follows, one no amount of liquid can quench, so to say there is discomfort is a huge understatement. I feel as though I’m dying almost every night as I searched for a way to release myself from this burden. I found it by clearing my aura and doing chakra healing, thanks to this man and his gift for playing the bowls. As I listen, I can feel the heat leave my body as the energy heals my heart chakra – an absolutely wonderful, life giving sensation as I begin to breath easier and find comfort in my body once more.
Because of this wonderful gift, I have found relief from the daily inundation of negative energy attached to those who have had the “shot”.
There is a video on the link shared to this page (see below) which if you go past the first part of the interview, shows what happens when those who wear a badge have no empathy. If anyone considers the force with which these 2 men were arrested, simply for holding church service, is justified, then you too have lost your connection to “spirit”. It is so completely ridiculous to treat another human being with such force, when they have only exercised their right as a human being. I said many months ago (last November) we were heading into a police state, that things were going to get much worse before they got better. My concern, even before I left for Ecuador almost 3 years ago as I saw the seeds of what’s happening today being planted, was we would be forced to have vaccinations, something I would not comply with. In fact this was one of the reasons I went to Ecuador – because it was a country which did not enforce vaccines. Unfortunately, this is a situation which has changed and I am very saddened to hear some of my good friends there will or have complied to getting the shot. My sadness increases daily as I watch the numbers grow in both worlds, knowing I will lose many friends needlessly to the “Pandemic of Fear”.
The shot became the objective of many from the onset, such is the power of the media, which is sponsored and run by the government. I understood we were entering a time of great change the day they shut down the country of Ecuador last March. But to see millions fall for the lies being told to them is very, very disheartening. To hear and see the horrible treatment towards each other, especially in our community, is devastating. If I knew of a place untouched by this atrocity, I would move there tomorrow. However there is no single place in our world untouched by this fear spread disease and so as I did in my dream (also shared below) standing firmly in the belief of my truth, I wait patiently for the right time.
https://www.thecountersignal.com/news/Pawlowski-released
I leave you today with My Dragon Dream, the excerpt taken from my book “The Beginning, the End……and Everything Lost in Between” . This dream came to me in 1997, it’s full message being better understood today as I wait for my dragon to appear, giving me the signal it is time to rise up.
April 22, 2020
She was calm, as she lay waiting for sleep to take her. What happened came so suddenly there was no time to even open her eyes. The image taking her completely by surprise. It was herself she was looking at, when she was only about 2 years old, before the room. Smiling, then breaking into laughter this little girl walked forward, presumably towards someone known and loved. It was like seeing a short video on her phone, the laughter a beautiful sound. Her young self seemed to be glowing, bathed in golden light, her eyes sparkling with joy.
She realizes how beautiful this child is, and is captured by the wonder of being given such an amazing gift. It has been a very long time since seeing herself as a child, to her knowledge there are no photos of her at this age, but she feels as if this moment was captured. Perhaps it was the item given to the stranger by her father just before his death.
Her dragon dream seems to represent the beauty she had as a child being shown to her as an adult. Had she been left to grow up in the loving care of her surrogate parents, would she have been the woman she sees on the hill about to rescue her dragon? Can she still find that beauty in herself despite all she has been through? She feels a deep sense of loss as she accepts the reality of what was taken at such a young age. Her path has led her back to the possibility of becoming her true self. Her time in this room in Ecuador symbolizing a circle completed.
Until now she did not realize it was this image of herself which had caused her so much fear. Seeing who she was, and looking at the shadow of this person she became for so many years was the source of so much trepidation. Accepting herself as she was born to be, is the reason for this journey. She has found home, she has found herself……
The Dragon dream
In my late thirties I began to have some amazing dreams. Some of them were messages and some were more than dreams, they were visions. I kept diaries because I felt one day they might tell me more about myself and help me understand why I am the way I am…the way I was.
The most powerful dreams or visions stayed with me for a long time, but even they slowly fade with the introduction of more dreams and more situations that led me away from the past. This is the way life is. Thus the invaluable gift of having a dream journal to review.
On this night I had a vision-like dream that was most amazing, one of the special ones that have stayed with me all these years. It was like a fairy tale which inspired me and gave me great hope. Although it conveyed a message I felt was powerful at the time, I now see carried a much deeper meaning not clear to me back then. I imagine it is a story I would have enjoyed as a child with good triumphing over evil, and the beautiful fairy maiden rising up with love.
In the dream I was standing on a hill rolling into the forest below. There was a stream running through the trees. It was a beautiful quiet place. In this dream I was immensely confident in my person, not as I am in life, yet somehow I still understood it was me.
If this was a fairy tale, and it very well could be, then I was the one who possessed magical power, like a powerful Sorceress, almost angelic. My hair was long and blonde much like it was as a child. I was wearing a long white flowing dress that rippled in the gentle breeze. I stood there waiting, calm and centered, but there was also concern as I anticipated the return of my special ally.
The Dragon was my friend and as I saw him enter the clearing by the stream I remained perfectly still. I knew I must wait to see if anyone or anything followed. This was difficult because I could see he was injured and the wound could be fatal, but still I knew I must wait.
Only moments later the dark wizard arrived with his servant, moving directly towards the dragon. My presence was shielded from their gaze, allowing me to watch and prepare for the absolute moment to intervene. The wizard stood above the dragon, staff in hand, while his servant—a soldier—stood back observing the process about to unfold. Sword in hand he waited for his master to move.
The dark wizard leaned over the helpless dragon, pushing back the hood hiding his head. The face I saw was not human but more a bird or lizard. He had a mouth that seemed like a beak. This beak was sharp enough to pierce the skin of the dragon, which is what he did, absorbing the dragon’s magic power as he did so. I could see the rings of power flow up out of the dragon over the wizard. He then stood back and raised his staff, holding his left arm outstretched. Voicing an incantation he produced a small army as I silently watched. These men lined up on his side of the stream, facing the trees. Slowly they came into full power.
Now was the precise moment to act. I picked up a large boulder on the ground beside me and as if it were no more than a pebble, I hurled it towards the wizard intending to distract him. The rock became pure energy and when it struck the ground it threw both their beings backwards, bringing the army-building process to a halt.
When they looked up and saw who had thrown the energy ball, they cowered. At this moment I gave a signal and from the trees across the stream hundreds of men rose from hiding and began to move forward. The evil new soldiers were not yet fully conscious at this moment nor yet of real use to the wizard and his servant. Realizing they were outnumbered the servant turned and disappeared from where he came.
The dark wizard, realizing he had failed, understanding he could not fight and win, also fled. My men from the forest came across the stream and rather than killing the soldiers brought forth by the evil wizard, dropped their weapons and wrapped their arms around the dark soldiers, feeding them with love. I watched as the evil army slowly faded and then altogether disappeared.
At last we were free to help my dying dragon. Together we joined hands, forming a circle around the great beast and with the magical rings of power retrieved from the wizards men, sent all our love back into his being. As the magic seeped back into his body, his life force slowly returned. This is where the dream ended.
I am always moved by this story as it brings to mind love is the key and forgiveness the door to set us free. It feels entirely possible my father was represented by the dragon, giving his life for what he perceived to be a better world. Although the great magic he possessed was used by the wizard to create a new army with evil intent, I can bring back my father’s memory—with the help of many, sending the magic back into him where it belongs. I could do this only when I became strong enough to realize my power is my unrestrained love for him. We sustain each other that we may carry on this idea of a Camelot-like world. It is an idea I dearly cherish.