Decision Time, Folks. FEAR? OR LOVE.

 

Fear contracts.

Love expands.

Which do YOU choose?

If we are driven by fear, we can be controlled by outside forces. That’s their goal.

If we choose to activate the frequency of LOVE, and show this activation in thought, word, and deed, we find ourselves utilizing the muck of our decaying culture to generate tiny lotus pods with blooming blossoms.

“Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty . . .” John Keats

One of the many ways “they” are trying to drive F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real) into our hearts, is the drumbeat pounding louder and louder, TOTAL NUCLEAR WAR!

I’ve decided to ignore especially this fear, since it’s the one that paralyzed me mentally, emotionally, and spiritually when I was two years old, listening to the radio with my mother as the Hiroshima event was announced. The fear of nuclear war stole my childhood. Rather than running free, I felt frozen in place. Chicken Little, for whom the sky was always falling.

Finally, after nearly 50 years, I broke through my Primordial Fear, inside a tiny temple in Egypt. Here’s what happened:

Meeting Sekhmet

 

But, let me tell you, I did find myself magnetized by this next post, as it shows what might have been the likely now unconscious perspective that long ago consciously generated the continuous pressure for End Game War (with continuous profits for banks and weapons manufacturers) i.e., the deep state agenda that makes Vladimir Putin Enemy #1.

No Truce with the Heartland

 

Putin (or whoever replaced him) talks sense, notice?

 

So here we are. Centering ourselves in our own decentralized localities, hopefully directly upon the mysterious holy ground of Mother Earth, expressing our own unique, individual natures fully, while in cooperation with each other to create, recreate, regenerate, real-ize — the fullness of Nature, she who holds all creatures, great and small, in nurturing, abundant embrace. 

 

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