I must admit, the sound of continuous honking would drive me crazy.

Yep! Honking a likely effective tactic. And I heard they kindly stop at 10 PM.

But:

 

Does it appear that the war we are engaged in, pushing back against the Covid Con — for starters!, and let’s face it, that’s just the latest insult — has just ratcheted up a notch? If police arrests of those who would fuel the Canadian truckers —

— are any indication, I’d say yes. But maybe this is just optics, meant to drum up fear, a sense of hopelessness?

And besides, oh you police, where are your balls? Side with the truckers! You can do it! If the police and/or the military, switch sides, then it’s all over. We win. Tyrannical governments rely totally on these forces to protect and ensure power and control.

And besides, I can’t help but think, if you police want the truckers to leave, why confiscate their fuel,  making it impossible for them to move? Kind of hilarious, when you think about it. One of those immediate boomerangs of which we have grown so fond.

Reading through social media, and especially noting the many many trucker convoys now being organized across the world, as we, the people, in nation after nation, are not just waking up from zombie-like Fear, but beginning to take charge, I noticed myself switching mightily yesterday, during my Sunday morning meditation, from alchemizing Fear into Love to, instead, holding the center, holding the ground, as the energy which had been frozen behind government-promoted F.E.AR. (False Evidence Appearing Real) now bursts forth in increasingly volatile currents surging through the collective atmosphere. As long time investigative journalist (he was on to Fauci’s AIDS scam way back in the ’80s) Jon Rappoport warns: we must get ahead of what’s happening with the truckers, and that includes how  mainstream media propaganda, just as with the January 6th event, is trying to smear truckers and their supporters as terrorists.

The Truckers vs the Government: We Need to Get Ahead of All this

Meanwhile, here at home, at my suggestion, a wonderful 90-minute zoom call with five of us eight sibs yesterday evening, after at least a year of no calls, due — as I pointed out in my email — to what nobody until now has mentioned, strong contrasting opinions on you know what. In my message, I asked if they wanted to zoom now or wait awhile, and most of them said wait awhile until brother John said “life’s too short” and sent out a zoom invitation, with my suggested original stipulation, that we would not bring up you know what.  (Only two of us are not vaxxed; one more, vaxxed, refuses the booster, wishes she hadn’t bowed to social pressure.) Of course we five would love to have the other three with us, and wonder how long it will take before we’re all together in our hearts and souls again on one of our traditional zoom calls.

Our disturbed family feeling is a fractal mirroring what other formerly close friends, relationships, families are enduring across the globe. How to restore unity, given the division tyrannical governments and their media propaganda have attempted, and in part, succeeded, to force down our throats? Just stick to what we have in common. Forget the rest. For now.

And, for those of us who stay abreast of the tyranny, remember, when the normies do wake up, some of them will do so with such a sudden overwhelming shock, that they will be tempted to violent revenge. Those whose businesses were ruined, or especially, those who have been disabled, or whose vaxxed child, or lover, or parent, or friend suddenly died; they are going to need us as calm, still centers of awareness, holding the center, as strong currents continue to swirl through the atmosphere, fueled by the fury of finally waking up to our individual sovereignty.

Without sovereignty, no real union is possible. With sovereignty, as souls we are at one with all.

Aha! Just in . . . That’s it! stay playful. We’ve got this.