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I found her perched on my work bench the moment I came in and gently laid Netty on the opposite desk. Since she needed to preserve her strength to play with me on the road home, which as I found out just now will probably be long and winding..... No...
This morning, I woke up with enough inspiration to add seven pages to my novel in less than an hour, and the exercise has maneuvered me in a state where you guys and gals get the short end of the stick: I'm leaving website update to my other team members today, and will enjoy this day in total relaxation. As a bandaid, here are the pages I added today:
Thursday, October 30th,
lied to me today, but both he and I Know it: Henk told me today his
Thursday meetings are going to end, so I won't be able to continue
visiting his psychic hour.
case you hadn't guessed, Henk is a psychic. He is the guy who helped
me realize about the vow I'd made at age eight, to figure out the
Cosmos, and tell everyone who will hear about it. I'm glad he did,
especially from the viewpoint of where I am now, finishing the novel
that will be the culmination of this life's work.
magically appeared as a friend of a friend of a colleague of my wife,
in a moment where I desperately needed him. The first night he told
me my soul was aligned someway half outside my body, but he wouldn't
fix it. Instead, he had me fix it myself! Make-belief, hypnosis, name
it what you want, but that night I felt better than I had in years!
held what he called his Thursday meetings, and invited me to come. No
entrance fees or anything, although some of us sometimes brought
cookies to go with the ever abundant coffee. When one day I offered
him fifty euros for his services, he looked at me and merely asked:
“Why are you doing this?” in a non-incriminating manner.
on the table, Henk taught me to recognize the flow of energy
throughout my body, and he kept trying to teach me to breathe
properly. In that, he seemed not to succeed, or did he: I've always
been a shallow on-demand breather. Just couldn't stick to his program
of deep, belly-based breathing.
he asked me to write. Write manually, while in fact I dislike my own
handwriting. I did it, but for serious writing like this novel I
still stick to hammering it out on the keyboard. Maybe my disregard
for his lessons is what eventually got him to call it “Class
Dismissed!”, but I don't think so.....
last experiment I remember around that time happened around that
time, was an outing to the local kids farm with my family. I was very
occupied with my being, and while the kids played, I was sitting on a
bench in the Sun. A fly came up to me, and landed on my right leg,
just above the knee. I figured, if my vibration was OK, I'd be able
to approach it sincerely, without disturbing it.
moved my left hand, index finger outstretched, to the vicinity of
it's bulging faceted eyes, quite slowly. Do you know how hard it is
to approach a common housefly from the front, to within one
millimeter of it's head? I did succeed however, and we sat there for
seconds, face to 'face'.
I broke the magic by becoming greedy, and carefully nudged its head.
The fly got up, and landed just out of range of my hand, as if to
say: “OK, I know your boundaries now....”
I later told Henk about it, he applauded me for having made so much
progress. And when he stopped seeing me on Thursdays, he offered his
help for anything I might require later on. Well Henk, I'd love to
send you this manuscript, but by now I think you will somehow
magically get your hands on it when the time comes....
Saturday, April 17th,
I am somewhat in conflict, but in a good way. I'm going to break my
word in a manner of speaking, but only because I know Jolene will
forgive me, in a way will even silently applaud me for it!
like I Knew Henk, the psychic that helped me at age 35 to remember my
vow at age eight, was lying when he told me his Thursday meetings
were ending, I just Know Jolene meant just about the complete
opposite of what she told me: she asked me not to tell anyone about
her life, but I'm sure she'll absolutely not mind that I tell this
story anyway, with the proper precautions to achieve what the
business end of the world would call 'Plausable Denyability', or in
other words, a bit of white lying magic to protect the innocent.
met Jolene on the train the other day, quite by incident, and very
nicely. Somehow, I felt very, very connected to her, even though she
turned out to be a person who had an uncanny ability to tell me
exactly what kind of a person I am! Or maybe just because of that,
because with her, my Know-indicator was on the blink.
despite the obvious connect, she kept her distance. We did exchange
addresses, and over the next few weeks, she phoned me a couple of
times, just to hear about how I was doing, and what was up in my
life. Jolene felt very awesome, kinda like Selina, even though with
her there was this barrier, which both of us kept intact: externally,
she was the kind of person I'm not really attracted to, which was
aggravated by the fact she tried convince me that our relationship
was purely business (which is kind of a dirty word to me).
claimed she needed help with her computer, and one day, I was invited
to provide said help. I traveled there at the appointed hour, and
walked the last few hundred meters from the bus to her home, or at
least the address she gave me. It was in a well to do neighborhood,
all privately owned homes. I rang the bell, and was invited in, only
to find myself in a pigsty! I mean, she'd warned me her place was a
mess, but I figured it to be like mine sometimes is, for lack of
futuristic domestic droids. This however looked far worse, and my
first instinct, which I immediately followed, was to offer her to
help clean things up a bit. She wouldn't hear of it however, claiming
she'd gotten me in there to help her along where the computer was
I sat down, amidst a flurry of newspaper clippings, partially opened
mail, and other 'messy' things. Nothing really gross, just this
consistent wrapping of disorder that I could easily ignore in order
to get my work done. She wanted a general cleanup of her computer,
like I've done dozens of times for myself and others. Defrag,
cleanup, remove unused software, install basic stuff needed to do
proper work, you know the drill. So did I, or so I thought...
seen she used Outlook for her mail, but also observed that her Word
and Excel where complaining about needing an installer CD to be
usable. I usually resort to public domain software wherever possible,
and so gave her the option of having OpenOffice installed, instead of
those office applications. She agreed, not realising like
I should have, that
her Outlook was part of the Microsoft Office I was aiming to replace.
We chatted on, while she made us something to eat in a kitchen that
to me would have been barely unacceptable as starting point for
was a home-brewn soup, as she called it, quite tasty, but too many
unknown ingredients to be on my list of favorite dishes. I somewhat
too ardently refused seconds, but we parted as friends. Then, after
I'd gotten home, she called that her E-mail no longer worked.
Realizing my colossal blunder I gladly took the blame, but was
relieved she didn't expect me to get back on the train right that
instance. I did offer to attempt a rescue using TeamViewer, so I
could take over her system from home, but being a self-proclaimed
digifobe, she declined that. She did get another friend to call me
later, to dissolve the matter via phone.
then there's the little incongruities that trigger you to the
weirdness of the situation: though Jolene claimed she was afraid of
computers, I counted no less than three
systems in her home: the computer I needed to work on, an IBM
Thinkpad carelessly lying around, and a Compaq DeskPro system in one
of the bedrooms. Add to that the question she'd asked me about
purchasing Val's old laptop, and I guessed myself in the twilight
of zones: even though she and I were in the zone constantly, I was
very near the edge of my comfort zone while in that place. To me, a
home needs to be somewhat cleaner to be comfortable, but it was
Jolene's home, so I kept abiding by her will, and tried not to
disturb the flurry of newspaper clippings that so cozily surrounded
I mailed her to inquire if her friend's rescue operation had
succeeded. I got back a mail, so it obviously had: she said she
wasn't angry or disappointed, but told me not to mail, phone, or try
to contact her otherwise.
I could mourn the loss of a friend, but this sounded way more like:
“School's over, class dismissed!”
sync: I just found out Rush are on their “Time Machine Tour”! How
very syncy that they are mentioned in various places in this Now Time
There was a lie, a life-altering lie that began so long ago. I am doing the work to let it go and forgive those that were involved. They only wanted what was best for me, I understand but the energy perpetuated by the lie shaped my life. I didn’t know about it until about 10 years ago, then when I did come to know it was because I asked, then almost forgotten until recently again... Hmmmm... Sounds familiar... Sounds like a soul retrieval coordinate... So, I went in...
I remember many years ago, commenting to myself, my ex-wife and my parents that I was living a lie. It was at a time where my marriage was really in a bad way and I was very unhappy in that victim role. But what was coming to the surface were the sensations that something wasn’t right. I was a liar... I spoke other than the Truth and watched as it manifested all around me. What I know now is that I was fully immersed in a lie the whole time and I didn’t know it. When I asked about it 10 years ago and was told it started to release its hold on me and thus began a 10-year Journey to unravel the Truth and reclaim my sovereignty.
The one thing that stands out for me in my past is that I was unable to speak my Truth. But that was supported and reinforced so as I continued to interact with the world, I would go very quickly to the lie. Energetically the Truth holds a vibration of Love, much different from the frequency of fear, which is where the ability to consciously speak other than the Truth comes from. So, I lived in fear, surrounded by it, at times heavier than others but there always. I had no idea until just yesterday the impact this had on me.
At the core of my being I was reinforced with the energy of fear and taught that lying was an acceptable solution, albeit the preferred solution. That complete suppression of my Truth was the preferred way to be and I would likely get further along and be more successful in “Life” should I adopt this way of being. I did... And the rest is history as they say... Until Now. This is not history, I am making history... laying down the experience and in this case setting it straight. No more lie for me... I am free! I speak my Truth, clearly and consciously with Love and Kindness I stand in the Truth.
And so I heal... I do the work around this experience, being shown it so to get my power and Soul Pieces back from it. To illuminate the darkness it created and heal. In living this life, Creator wants to express through me... through all of us really, and by living in an other than the Truth way I was unable to express the True Essence of my being.
Love and Kindness, that is what I am. Joy and Bliss immaculate, I am. Forgiveness, I am.
I let it all go... In this moment I consciously affirm my Loving intent to Forgive and Release this entire Timeline. I take total personal responsibility for all my thoughts, words and actions and I cancel all contracts, vows and agreements that go against my highest good. I call back all my power and sovereignty, lost, taken or given away from this experience. I release all parties caught up in the lie and forgive them all with Love and Kindness. From the depth of my being and deep within my Soul, I forgive...
There is no moment before now, just memories... history. I can change that in the blink of an eye. I can stop being attached to it so it affects my beingness now, and I do so. It is done, it is forgiven and I can move on.
Opening my eyes I see a brighter space around me and the birds are singing... There is Love in the air. Creator is expressing through me and I can feel it with all my senses, deep into my bones it goes and springs forth. I am so Happy! The Truth has set me free...
I take a moment and close my eyes again looking to see if there is anything left to see and it is gone. The veil lifted and the illusion seen in the Light of the Truth. It is good...
I am moving consciously into new territory these days, standing in the Light that I am. As I get further down the path, my steadiness begins to grow and what was once unsure footing is now rock solid. I am standing firmly rooted in my being... and tests have come to show me that I am, so I continue. I am discovering me and allowing me to be discovered. Self-empowerment through direct experience is bringing about the desired results.
I asked for this... My soul steadily working with me until I remembered, then guiding me to the Truth, the healing and the Love. And now, my Soul is shining bright in this body vessel for all to see, the two well aware of one another and assisting each other on the Journey.
I have reconnected to my book, Heroes of the Now and am setting about to finish it. Excerpts will be up soon, and a website. I am very excited. As this day begins, I understand why I was awoken at 4:00 this morning. I needed to complete the process and spend that last couple of hours completely clearing from yesterday and the past. Their was unresolved stuff that I needed to move through so as to fully embrace what is coming in for me now. 2 hours of deep Forgiveness and Release is a wonderfully empowering way to spend the morning.
So, the ending becomes the beginning and I rise with the dawn of a new day and begin to create...