TO HATE IS HUMAN, TO LOVE IS DIVINE

I was a skinny little white girl who loved nature art and music and people and animals learning and was shunned by a lot of kids whose fathers were corporate managers all through school.... I wasn't MATERIALISTIC or COMPETITIVE in the usual sence., therefore, they didn't allow me into their clubs or groups and when I joined one that was supposed to be for EVERYONE they shunned me even there... I won't get into their predominant religion or nationality but the point is , I DO know what it feels like... but as I got older I learned to keep reaching back to people who reached out to me and to reach out to the others who were shunned... and found that they came from all walks of life, and are even among those who had shunned me as a child...... What matters is keeping your heart on a higher goal... GOD and LOVE and reaching back wherever you find there's a need for it....
 
If you can't see it as a Spirit, then you're  looking in the wrong direction, away from The Light... nitpicking over the petty Earthly things... the things in this world and not what's in your Heart ... That's all that you can take with you when you leave here in a few decades , and the memories of things that were> How you live here and now is all that matters... Not who has a nicer house or more more privilege or what nationalities you are... or ANY of that... It's all well and good to consider as you play on the playground of this world, but never lose sight of why we are all here, and what level we are going as Eternal Spirits

LOVE is all that really matters

ALAS, AMERICA... I KNEW HER WELL

I've seen a lot of changes in my almost 70 years on earth... some for the better, especially in regards to Civil Rights, but this country has been on a downward spiral for most of the time I've been alive.... Unless people stand up for the history of this country and the Documents that were the cornerstones, it will fade and be forgotten before it can celebrate 300 years 56 years from now ...




I remember 1976. It was hot and sunny and bright.... There was a joyous festive feeling in the air... I was listening to the bells as they rang out across the country... suddenly the sky grew very dark and the sound of thunder was like cannonfire (which I actually thought it was commemorating the day) .. And as the bells slowly stopped ringing one DEEP bell gave long, low tones and suddenly there was a downpour that lasted for HOURS as I have never seen before ... I am psychic and was living in the house of The Poughkeepsie Seer at the time....  Something told me that America will not last another 100 years and the wind was like a wailing that persisted... 

Hating or being ashamed of the past is like cutting the roots to a tree... A tree comes out of darkness and emerges as a tree and grows taller and stronger ... America should be as strong and tall and beautiful  and ancient as the California  Redwood Tree, but alas it is being treated like a thorny bush that needs constant pruning ....

Alas America, I PRAY for you