Small Town Bitter Sweets

It was May 2005. I had been out of work almost a year waiting for a dispute over the long term disability claim to be settled among my employers pooper scooper staff assigned to such crap. But. Since our greatest technological instruments couldn't find a thing wrong inside my fleshy frame, it seemed I was losing the battle. Then I had a revelation: I could break my hand, or some bone (it really didn't matter) OR I could blind myself by staring into the Sun, then my disability would be quite evident and I could resume living my financed life in peace! Welp, I chose the latter.

My husband worked second shift, and don't let this shock you, but my children almost lived in their rooms playing video games. So. One day, after my husband left for work, I laid down where the Sun shone so boldly through the window right inside our bedroom, but after 5 minutes of staring straight into it, I became concerned. Then 10 minutes past, then 20. What?!

Now can you imagine how disappointed I was after that first attempt? And not only in the fact that I could still see, but in all those people who said such an act would make us go blind. That was the first discovery in my small town life that began my suspicions of just how much all the big city intellects really knew.

Well. Most Libra Energies get bogged down with too much routine in our lives, so I stared at the Sun for 2 or 3 more days, but from the swing outside just in case the window was causing my demise, then got bored and quit. It wasn't working anyway.

And thankfully (even though I didn't know what It was) I had been seeing Energy since 2001, else I would never have been able to believe that what now I see really Is what It Is-Energy (which They teach me is the equivalent of Spirits, Angels, etc.) above and below the spectrum. And just think, all that time I had believed an eye doctor that told me I was having aura migraines without the headache. He was then small town, but had moved here from Atlanta. Surprise surprise.

Later that month I was at the end of my rope, then I came across a Near Death Experience show on TBN and since TBN is a Christian station, I did not hesitate to watch it. It was a two hour documentary with several people from diverse backgrounds sharing their experiences of actually dying then coming back to life. Some were pronounced dead and stayed dead a few minutes before coming back with details of their emergency room visits and other astral traveling phenomena they could never have told otherwise. One lady even quoted the passages of scripture her pastor had read from the pulpit several miles away from where her body lay in the hospital!, therefore the rest of that day I was in a mid to mild state of euphoric shock!

Then the next day, on the Discovery Channel, I watched a marathon of 'Taboo: Rites of Passage', and after I finished daydreaming of moving to that third world country fulfilling my dream of being a Beauty Queen so effortlessly as having my teeth filed into points, something inside me clicked: If all those women with their necks purposely stretched by ring after ring piled around them as they aged, if they proudly had their teeth filed into deadly weapons (which wrought Beauty Queen status), if all those men who voluntarily wore tight fitting bambooish mittens so ants could crawl into them and sting them over and over till I got sick and had go to the bathroom, if all those people who would either stab their own selves or graciously let others stab them with sharp things like swords, etcetera, do it all voluntarily and with such great passion, then I must have lived 33 years in the dark. I would never have surmised we could do, or have done, such things to our physical bodies without flat out dying. And staying dead.

*Now that I think about it, I had an experience like that when I was a kid: I had stepped on a pencil my sister left laying inside our step up closet, yet the social stigmas of my small Southern society had taught me stuff like that hurts really bad, so with all that kicking and screaming going on my father was not able to retrieve all the lead from the soul of my foot. So. I still have two visible pieces of led in my (left) foot today, AND I turned out to be (left handed) a writer. That is like my own brand of Taboo.

After watching all those amazing true stories, my Energetic body experienced a major shift in It's thought configuration processes (i.e. Vibrational Spiral; Energetic Grid, etc.). I finally knew the shimmery mist of Light I had been seeing was real, that it was Energy not too many of us see like that, and as soon as I made that acknowledgment, I began feeling Energy flow through my body, first on the left side of my head, then for three whole months, throughout my whole frame. I had turned into a sensory conscious walking Vibration!

I immediately began researching this phenomena hardly spoken of here in the Bible Belt, and then I began writing what They call pensive theory fluxes, as well as Soul Confessions and poetic works (that never could have come out of my mind alone). And what must be one of my major roles Here is helping the missing and murdered, as They just started coming to me. (I've reported locations/status for six of Them, but only Two have been confirmed so far).

So. For the last three years I have been channeling from a diverse group of Energies that love to teach with deep introspection as well as simplicity. They love to use humor because They say we live in a Dimension so in need of Synchronicity that laughter surely facilitates. And They love to use poetics and/or Wisdom at the end of these works because 'it accents the former text as music does in movies'. Well I tend to agree with Them, and as much as it has enriched my life, my hope is that whoever ends up reading my work, well they will enjoy it too.

P.S.

--Another X-Ray I had done AFTER I lost my good job and insurance showed that ruptured disc. Ha! I told them!!

--- last year, I installed Kronos software on my home computer, then casually browsed all the way back to October of 1971 where I found out I was born on the Day of the Sun in the Hour of the Sun. I was looking into my own Elemental Mirror, therefore couldn't be blinded by Him. Why couldn't I ve know these things sooner. Anyway.