I enjoyed reading this post as I have had to deal with people my entire life who would often treat me in a negative way simply because I was born with a disease that prevented me from having full use of certain body functions but more in the brain than anything else. Anyway I would've loved to have someone teach me self defense as there's some people I would have beat the shit out of namely my so called father. Oh well maybe I might have another incarnation with him where I can fuck him up as thanks for what he did to me and my mom and sister.
Between incarnations you'll understand both sides of things, and you will feel zero resentment, anger, hostility or dislike. Likely you will both feel appreciation for one another and the roles you played well, to mutual benefit. If this sounds cruel and nasty to you or anyone else, that reaction means a VERY successful incarnation.
@Patrick oh I'm sure my so called father probably played a useful role in our lives even though from the perspective of my current incarnation as well as other people in my life it would seem like the absolute opposite. My feelings of wanting to inflict bodily harm on him are strictly because I don't think his actions and behaviors were appropriate ways to deal with things.
I remember I think, it was the Committee that said, your worse enemy in this life is most likely your best friend from Heaven...if you think about it no one else would want to volunteer for that role. It would HAVE to be a best friend. ). Scott, I appreciate everytime you make a comment. You make my day...
@Scott r the funny thing is I generally don't hold much animosity towards him though I'm not sure if we'd be considered best friends. Another thing a different medium once told me I'd probably have a good laugh with him over the ways my mother and sister behave around each other and I can definitely agree on that.
That’s a doozy of a post and a timely one too considering the bullying being experienced by those brave patriots coming forward to testify about the US election fraud & voting fraud perpetrated against We The People.
Both my sons were bullied in school. One fought back hard and ended the bullying and boosted his self esteem; the other just kept silent and long endured. In both causes when I found out I stood up for my kids, BIGLY🤓.
When I was in 9th grade I stepped in when I saw someone being bullied. I would step into the taunting, school yard bullying suggesting they bully me instead. They didn’t take me up on it probably because I was a girl) but I knew I could withstand the bullying and not be harmed.
I’ve always had a particular dislike for bullying. The school punish both the bully and the bullied. It’s so wrong but people just want to seem politically correct and use their rules of “zero-tolerance “ as justification.
@Linda I think every child should be taught some form of self defense because than they'd have the courage and confidence to defend themselves when confronted.
I really liked and appreciated this post, and the insights shared. I dealt with being on the receiving end of bullying as a kid / teen, and that set me up to not tolerate any aspect of it through my adulthood, nor do I tolerate it being done to anyone else if I'm aware of it.
I taught my children (girls) to not tolerate it, not allow themselves to be a victim of it, and let them know that they could defend themselves against any physical aggression and that I'd have their back if there was any sort of 'trouble' at school with the authority figures. Thankfully, it was never an issue for them.
In my experiences in the corporate world, it's usually the passive-aggressive type via words (comments, email, in meetings, etc.) that I've observed existing. I have no tolerance for it there either.
The most insightful comment (of many in the post) was about how the preferred or accepted approach to a bully generally creates the opposite result. Trying to be kind to someone who is acting in a hostile way can validate yourself as a passive target and invite more aggression. Eye-opening to see it presented that way, and experience confirms it.
I've always tried to follow the advice given about never seeking out issues or difficulties, but be prepared for it (walk softly, carry a big stick).
Good stuff, Patrick! Thank you!
Also this one appeared and disappeared quickly....hmm...interesting, maybe creation from interdimensionella beings like the mystery of crop circles or humans made it!??
@ TH, already debunked (see comments section of the “Energy Attacks” post😉).
My father was a bully and his father was a bully.
Us siblings have all at one time or another cut ties with him for years at a time. It seems that at any given time, one of his children isn't speaking to him.
He was a bad husband and a bad father. I have sympathy for him being brought up by a terrible father himself, but I have no sympathy for him replicating the patter. I care about him, but I won't miss him one bit when he is gone.
@lorri I can relate to a lot of what your saying I know my father had terrible parents but that didn't excuse him for how he treated us. On a more positive note how are you doing I'm happy to hear the surgery went good.
I'm doing great, Scott.
I'm ahead of the curve in nearly every aspect of healing, as far as the checklist I was given. I even drove yesterday, a week ahead of time!
My guides told Patrick I would be ahead of the curve, and here I am. I don't know how they knew it since the surgery hadn't happened yet. ;)
@lorri lmao ya it's almost seems like our guides know our future better than we do. 😂 seriously though it's good to hear your doing great.
It's almost like this surgery was a "Do Over" from the previous horrible one.
It reminded me of someone I knew who had a terrible birth experience with her first child. She had PTSD afterward, and she's a doctor herself! Her next birth experience was the polar opposite and was Heaven in comparison. I recall being so happy that she got to have a good experience to balance out the bad one.
I forgot to mention your name in that long explanation below...I was talking to you, Scott.
The sad thing is not everyone is capable of self-defense, especially girls and women. Our mountain area was the scene of a terrible tragedy several years ago.
On a national holiday, many hikers made their way up here to hike a certain mountain. One of them was a young woman and her dog. At first, she was safe because of the crowds of hikers, but eventually a strange man started walking with her.
He waited until they were alone to attack her. It turned out she had a black belt in self-defense and she fought with him for ages. He later admitted that she was really tough to overcome, but he eventually did since he was stronger.
I will spare you the details of her demise, but it was disheartening to read that a woman who had a ton of training in self-defense and a dog with her, ended up beheaded.
There were all kinds of opinion pieces after that reassuring women not to give up on hiking alone. Yeah, right.
God made man
Samuel Colt made equality of man
AND OF WOMAN
And hat pins.
I just read that during the turn-of-the-century, some women began stabbing men with hat pins for harassing them on the streets. One became famous for stabbing a man who was bothering her on a street car. She kept a straight face after stabbing him, even when he got off at the next stop screaming in pain.
I moved to a town known as South El Monte, Ca. when I was twelve. I was NOT a fighter, I weighed maybe 100 lbs when wet. First day of school I had a meeting with the school principal. We met in a closet (seemed like) and he had the lights off except for a small nightlight on his desk. There were two guys that looked like the Men in black standing just behind him and off to either side. It was dark in that room and I remember looking at them and thinking, what the hell...They were standing at parade rest. The principal explained it to me like this...he said the kids here don't like outsiders and I need to explain to you that we would prefer it if you would drop back two years because if you insist staying in the 8th grade, we wont be able to protect you. I was a little cocky then. Idiot. So what do you think I told him?? Lol. It was the worst decision of my life...either that or I scored a LOT of points this incarnation...). I found out that the Chief of police was corrupt, the two standing behind the Principle were most likely FBI. And I had to deal with the Chiefs son who had cart blanche. Everytime he walked by the teachers would hide in their classrooms, most likely someone told them to do that, stay clear of him because of his father. It blew me away the fear I saw on adult faces as they were climbing back into their classrooms. I didnt know anymore than what I was told at the meeting so I had to figure everything out as best I could.That left me with no help. For the next 3 years I was in strictly survival mode (yeah it was only 3 but seemed like 10 at that age). I learned what body language was and didn't even have a name for it yet. I stopped talking, and paranoia set in to the extreme. I was constantly trying to figure a way to kill him without getting caught. I remember being at the grocery store after moving away catching myself looking down the isles before I would walk down them and finally figuring out I was in a safe place, almost as if I had moved to another planet where people smiled and talked friendly. My Gags said something along the lines of I experienced beyond my wildest dreams. So, that's the way I look at it...if you went through it, you got it under your belt. The Committee has said we are the bravest from Heaven right now. Explains why you were the one to go through it and not someone else. Most wont incarnate simply because of the crap we go through and this time around we are going through things no human being has ever witnessed before. Dude, You'll heal up to perfection when you get home and have all that under your belt. And if it helps to remember, this life aint real anyway. Apologize for boring anyone with this ahead of time. ).
@Scott r that certainly sounds like a wild time for you though I'm sure you'll probably look back at it and just laugh. Earth or gaia certainly is a challenging place but I think that's part of it's appeal though unfortunately no 70 virgins waiting for us when we die though I'm sure Patrick will be thankful there's no 70 mother in laws either.😂
@Lorri--glad you made it through and are having a very speedy recovery! Surgery has come a long way, often with no scarring at all--absolutely amazing!
P.S. Your hat pin story is a riot!
@Lorri, so glad you’re going so well, and head of schedule 👍 ❤️👍
And We Know...
We all plan our incarnations and the players and the storyline individually and collectively before we incarnate. What Patrick commented to @Scott2 (above) was wonderful and applies to all of us and to those in our own lives.
“All the world’s a stage and all of us merely players” And from another channel, a similar message:
Turns out God isn’t just some things, people, events — the ones we like — but all things. We’re here to learn and experience what we planned for ourselves. Seeing from that perspective, it’s a wonderful / wonder-filled life and each soul’s journey is holy.
Thanks, Linda. My surgeon knew I was kinda terrified because I had horrific pain after a routine tubal ligation in the 1990s. He said he didn't blame me for being afraid after what happened then, but this would not be the same because anesthesia techniques have changed.
Nevertheless, I was violently shaking from head-to-toe before the anesthesia put me under. I never shook like that before, but you can't just eliminate a traumatic memory.
When I woke up, I knew I was going to have a better experience. The anesthesiologist was right there afterward. When I felt some pain when they sat me upright in a chair, he told me the tap block only took away 60% of the pain and he gave me a Vicodin to help with the rest. They got me up to walk and it felt like Heaven compared to sitting upright.
The ride home was actually more comfortable than the ride going to the surgery center! I only took Vicodin for a day and then moved on to Ibuprofen. Now, a week later, I'm on nothing.
@Linda it can seem strange and baffling that we design bad and difficult lives but than I suppose there's value in them even if we can't see it at the time.
I don't think there are "bad" lives. If one has the acceptance and patience in dealing with negative experiences and life lessons, they tend to bear positive fruits, either later in this life or latest when back at "home".
Still, on the election, here is an account by a long time Las Vegas oddsmaker, later turned into a syndicated talk show host, on the election night:
Ouch! "Bullying" was painful to read and brought back some surprisingly strong emotions. There once was a big, bad girl named Cookie who was the bane of my existence! Cookie spotted my mother one day and thought she was my big sister. My "big sister" told Cookie she would "beat her butt" if she didn't leave me alone. Thankfully, Cookie took her advice--LOL!
This happened decades ago and, of course, adults can no longer get away with threatening a child...but I found parental intervention to be very effective when I had to step in with both of my daughters on occasion--problem solved!
The bullying aimed at Donald Trump is so relentless it has literally become nauseating to witness. The latest is the disparaging comments towards Melania and the gorgeous Christmas display at the White House. Good Lord, is nothing sacred anymore?
I have a particular disdain for the followers of bullies. I encountered one recently saying how much fun it was to read all the horrible things about President Trump, and she said it with a glint in her eye. And in case we didn’t hear it the first time, she repeated herself. Had it not been for the fact that I vowed to keep my cool and not cause a scene this Thanksgiving, I would have lashed out quite swiftly. Instead, I turned away, disgust written all over my face. Fortunately, someone else jumped down her throat. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
It happened to me, a couple of guys that elected me as a target when I was around twelve.
Following the advice of adults, I endured about a month. Guess what, they didn't stop.
Then I decided that enough is enough, and just beat one of them. Just one punch. He fell like a severed tree. Never never bothered again.
On a second tought, I suppose that the first part of this ecperience was necessary to the second: in some odd way, they validated each other.
Have a nice day
@Pierluigi--good shot! I think boys are more likely to duke it out in a physical way and stand a better chance at evening the score.
@pierluigi that's must've been a powerful punch if you only needed it once.
@saint irene yeah guys are probably more physical but I wouldn't get between 2 women just standback and watch the show.
Maybe I charged it a little, but really He was taken by surprise and off balance. He was mostly shocked rather than suffering, when on the ground.
Have a nice day
I once came across the following in a book of Buddhist Scriptures and never forgot it -
"Even if thieves carve you limb from limb with a double-handed saw, if you make your mind hostile you are not following my teaching."
I try to ignore bullying and other forms of violence and adopt a compassionate mind. But it's not always easy and I fail often.
All that it needs is to kick them in the ass without hate and violence in mind. ;D
Have a nice day
Self defense doesn’t involve malice of forethought.
Thoughts create. Action follows thought.
@Alex so according to buddha the next time I find myself being carved up I should just think happy thoughts 😂.
Just heard on the main-stream media that Britian is likely to be the first country to approve the vaccine while the U.S. Food & Drug Admin. continues to drag their feet to approve the vaccine that Trump championed and American taxpayers have bought and paid for.
No, I'm not being sour grapes about British folks having the vaccine first--I'm just mentioning it as another relentless stab in the heart to Trump. I'm sending prayers and light to Pres. Trump...
TC said this virus would be temporary. I think temporary can still be very uncomfortable and uncertain.
HHS in US making announcements as we speak.
In the UK the medical regulator has approved the use of one vaccine from a big pharma company. At least 2 more in the pipeline.
The UK govt has 'pre-ordered' seven different 'candidate vaccines', to give options I believe, over 350 million doses.
Russia already has a vaccine, called Sputnik V, announced a few months ago.
When I looked at data from clinical trials, they'd used small sample sizes, stopped when they got a good result and had not defined their terms.
The UK PM said vaccines not mandatory (so far).
There are good reasons why vaccine approval takes a long time. The proposal is to vaccinate people against something they probably have a very low risk of mortality for. Citizens would have to accept any risks, as I doubt takers would be able to sue a government later. I read that vaccine makers in Europe will be indemnified against unexpected side-effects.
As data on infection and mortality rates has been sufficiently muddied and mis-reported, I don't see how anyone can assess efficacy. They use models to achieve approval. Models can be changed. Problems multiplied when rolling out several different vaccines. Like breaking the chain of custody in my opinion. Choices of vaccines seems to put onus more on the taker.
I have biases because of several experiences urging caution in this area. I would only take it if I had a clear medical and lifestyle need.
If my memory serves me correctly, TC said that the duration of this virus epidemic to be 11 weeks. Four weeks to peak and seven more to go down. Or the other way down.
I find it all a bit " suss" that these vaccines seemed to have just popped up so conveniently 🤔🤔🤔
@ TV: That's right, about 2.5 months, the number of people infected expands for a month then contracts for another month and a half across a region.
This is what has happened in the USA, then more and more people started getting tested. Recent increases have occurred in other regions far from original case increases. National borders don't mean anything to a virus.
N95 masks block about 50% of viruses in exhaled air, cloth stops about 3% of outgoing. In other words, a contagious person can at best stop only half the viruses, usually less. Incoming protection is much less because eyes are exposed. If viruses reach the nose, they reach the eyes. Wearing a mask does NOT provide protection. Avoiding life is required.
Moving air and daylight, even when cloudy, make transmission outdoors just about impossible.
Don’t be naive! Pure spin that it isn’t mandatory. In a matter of months, if you want to hop on a plane, walk into a store, go to a concert....you’ll need a vaccine proof. The government is putting the onus on business, but who do you think is behind closed doors forcing all this to happen!? I can tell you it isn’t the aliens.
This virus was nothing but a Trojan horse to clamp down on people. They’re also introducing vaccine ID cards and unleashing some kind of police to monitor dissenting opinions. No doubt, social credit scores are next. People in the UK are protesting every weekend. The British ain’t having it.
Lorie Ladd posted a (probably her first) video about ET Crafts in the Sky. She says that we'd see more of them in 2021 and that govt. will try to portray them as negative beings but we should not believe that narrative.
This whole thing of " they are going to start showing themselves soon " has been flogged to death since 2012 , although I like her vibe, just seems like another " hollow" prediction to me, and I'm sure as Shit sick of them 😁😁 What say you ?
Basically Patrick / TC and other reliable channels are saying the same thing about end December and January. So I am keeping my fingers crossed this time.
Regarding ET, Patrick/TC said similar things earlier
No, seriously, they have doubled the amount of craft like they said. You can google that as well. And they did it at the end of June, like they said. A neighbor went on a trip to Universal Studios around the beginning of July and guess who showed up? He took pics of everyone with their cell phones out ...there wasnt a big event unless you consider doubling the amount of craft in a week an event.
Trump's full speech today 12/2--"This may be the most important speech I've ever made...":
Well at least he will be able to make a fortune on the "speakers circuit" for the next 10 years talking about the greatest modern day political swindle in History. 😏😏
Trump doesn't need to make a fortune, he already has a huge one. If Trump begins to make speeches, maybe starting in 2025 but things will be so exciting around the world, little interest will exist to hear them.
I suppose that you mean "exciting" as is intended in the old Chinese Curse: "May you live in interesting times".
Usually interrsting times are intended those plagued by bad happenings like war or strife or uphevals, which renders the account exciting to read in the annals...
Have a nice day
Pat, can you please elaborate, what will be exciting around the world please ?
here a non exaustive list of interesting things that are meant to happen in a timespan of maybe 15-25 years
1) energy shortage (fuel liquids) that maybe will trigger in 2021 in its first version, followed by several others in the subsequent years
2) The Big One in California. This will happen, it seems, in 1 to 4 years from now, under Trump's second mandate
3) Economic collapse due to Trade and Travel (connected activities) disruptions, caused by the energy crisis (point 2), and by
4) north magnetic pole position vagaries that disrupt our GPS system and
5) volcanic ashes, that hampers plane travel, which
6) are the causation of the Dim Period, a 4 years long period of severely reduced solar light incoming to the ground which will werach havoc in the food production and
7) will enhance the global warming, causing sea level rise at accelerated pace (it will amount to a few meters increase, but this will take much longer than 15-25 years)
8) Also, I forgot to mention that the primary engine of these uphevals is due to an increase of solar magnetic activity whic wil couple with the planets that have their own magnetic field, forcing them to nutate (that is, chenage the tilt of the rotational axis) whic in turm
9) will change the global climatic patterns (mostly, North Africa green again, Australia reduced to a barren continent)
10) obviously all these events will induce econoic collapse, extinction of financial vusiness, large numbers of unemployments (maybe around 50%) everywhere, shrinking of government reach, and people reverting to local business. EU will disappear, maybe in 10 years or much less, just to say one.
Without the informations given by the committe, everybody will think that the End Is Coming, expecially when the plants will seem to recede completely from our planet. We do know that this will not be the case, but still it will not be easy. It will be ugly, guaranteed.
Have a nice day
This is off the current topic a little but I thought I would share it. It is a little long but my daughter posted this story today and I thought it was an uplifting Xmas story so I wanted to share it with our reader family being the Xmas season....I hope you all don’t mind and find it touches your heart as it did mine😊
It was Christmas Eve 1942. I was fifteen years old and feeling like the world had caved in on me because there just hadn't been enough money to buy me the rifle that I'd wanted for Christmas.
We did the chores early that night for some reason. I just figured Daddy wanted a little extra time so we could read in the Bible. After supper was over I took my boots off and stretched out in front of the fireplace and waited for Daddy to get down the old Bible.
I was still feeling sorry for myself and, to be honest, I wasn't in much of a mood to read Scriptures. But Daddy didn't get the Bible instead he bundled up again and went outside. I couldn't figure it out because we had already done all the chores. I didn't worry about it long though I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.
Soon he came back in. It was a cold clear night out and there was ice in his beard. "Come on, Matt," he said. "Bundle up good, it's cold out tonight." I was really upset then. Not only wasn't I getting the rifle for Christmas, now he was dragging me out in the cold, and for no earthly reason that I could see. We'd already done all the chores, and I couldn't think of anything else that needed doing, especially not on a night like this. But I knew he was not very patient at one dragging one's feet when he'd told them to do something, so I got up and put my boots back on and got my coat. Mommy gave me a mysterious smile as I opened the door to leave the house. Something was up, but I didn't know what..
Outside, I became even more dismayed. There in front of the house was the work team, already hitched to the big sled. Whatever it was we were going to do wasn't going to be a short, quick, little job. I could tell. We never hitched up this sled unless we were going to haul a big load. Daddy was already up on the seat, reins in hand. I reluctantly climbed up beside him. The cold was already biting at me. I wasn't happy. When I was on, Daddy pulled the sled around the house and stopped in front of the woodshed. He got off and I followed.
"I think we'll put on the high sideboards," he said. "Here, help me." The high sideboards! It had been a bigger job than I wanted to do with just the low sideboards on, but whatever it was we were going to do would be a lot bigger with the high side boards on.
Then Daddy went into the woodshed and came out with an armload of wood - the wood I'd spent all summer hauling down from the mountain, and then all Fall sawing into blocks and splitting. What was he doing? Finally I said something. I asked, "what are you doing?" You been by the Widow Jensen's lately?" he asked. Mrs.Jensen lived about two miles down the road. Her husband had died a year or so before and left her with three children, the oldest being eight. Sure, I'd been by, but so what?
Yeah," I said, "Why?"
"I rode by just today," he said. "Little Jakey was out digging around in the woodpile trying to find a few chips. They're out of wood, Matt." That was all he said and then he turned and went back into the woodshed for another armload of wood. I followed him. We loaded the sled so high that I began to wonder if the horses would be able to pull it. Finally, he called a halt to our loading then we went to the smoke house and he took down a big ham and a side of bacon. He handed them to me and told me to put them in the sled and wait. When he returned he was carrying a sack of flour over his right shoulder and a smaller sack of something in his left hand.
"What's in the little sack?" I asked. Shoes, they're out of shoes. Little Jakey just had gunny sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out in the woodpile this morning. I got the children a little candy too. It just wouldn't be Christmas without a little candy."
We rode the two miles to Mrs.Jensen's pretty much in silence. I tried to think through what Daddy was doing. We didn't have much by worldly standards. Of course, we did have a big woodpile, though most of what was left now was still in the form of logs that I would have to saw into blocks and split before we could use it. We also had meat and flour, so we could spare that, but I knew we didn't have any money, so why was he buying them shoes and candy? Really, why was he doing any of this? Widow Jensen had closer neighbors than us; it shouldn't have been our concern.
We came in from the blind side of the Jensen house and unloaded the wood as quietly as possible then we took the meat and flour and shoes to the door. We knocked. The door opened a crack and a timid voice said, "Who is it?" "Lucas Miles, Ma'am, and my son, Matt, could we come in for a bit?"
Mrs.Jensen opened the door and let us in. She had a blanket wrappe
@critter aw dam just getting good than it's over 😂
Lol...I just noticed the whole story did not post for some reason. I will try to put the last of it on in the reply section below😬
Lovely story, Critter. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you but it it better with the last half actually on it hahaha.
The rest is below.😁😬
I just noticed the whole story didn’t post so it probably doesn’t make much sense LOL. I will try to get the rest of it posted if I can find it again. OOPS 😬
Mrs.Jensen opened the door and let us in. She had a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. The children were wrapped in another and were sitting in front of the fireplace by a very small fire that hardly gave off any heat at all. Mrs.Jensen fumbled with a match and finally lit the lamp.
"We brought you a few things, Ma'am," Daddy said and set down the sack of flour. I put the meat on the table. Then he handed her the sack that had the shoes in it. She opened it hesitantly and took the shoes out one pair at a time. There was a pair for her and one for each of the children - sturdy shoes, the best, shoes that would last. I watched her carefully. She bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling and then tears filled her eyes and started running down her cheeks. She looked up at my Daddy like she wanted to say something, but it wouldn't come out.
"We brought a load of wood too, Ma'am," he said. Then turned to me and said, "Matt, go bring in enough to last awhile. Let's get that fire up to size and heat this place up." I wasn't the same person when I went back out to bring in the wood. I had a big lump in my throat and as much as I hate to admit it, there were tears in my eyes too. In my mind I kept seeing those three kids huddled around the fireplace and their mother standing there with tears running down her cheeks with so much gratitude in her heart that she couldn't speak.
My heart swelled within me and a joy that I'd never known before filled my soul. I had given at Christmas many times before, but never when it had made so much difference. I could see we were literally saving the lives of these people.
I soon had the fire blazing and everyone's spirits soared. The kids started giggling when Daddy handed them each a piece of candy and Mrs.Jensen looked on with a smile that probably hadn't crossed her face for a long time. She finally turned to us. "God bless you," she said. "I know the Lord has sent you. The children and I have been praying that he would send one of his angels to spare us."
In spite of myself, the lump returned to my throat and the tears welled up in my eyes again. I'd never thought of my Daddy in those exact terms before, but after Widow Jensen mentioned it I could see that it was probably true. I was sure that a better man than Daddy had never walked the earth. I started remembering all the times he had gone out of his way for Mommy and me, and many others. The list seemed endless as I thought on it.
Daddy insisted that everyone try on the shoes before we left. I was amazed when they all fit and I wondered how he had known what sizes to get. Then I guessed that if he was on an errand for the Lord that the Lord would make sure he got the right sizes.
Tears were running down Widow Jensen's face again when we stood up to leave. My Daddy took each of the kids in his big arms and gave them a hug. They clung to him and didn't want us to go. I could see that they missed their Daddy and I was glad that I still had mine.
At the door he turned to Widow Jensen and said, "The Mrs. wanted me to invite you and the children over for Christmas dinner tomorrow. The turkey will be more than the three of us can eat, and a man can get cantankerous if he has to eat turkey for too many meals. We'll be by to get you about eleven. It'll be nice to have some little ones around again. Matt, here, hasn't been little for quite a spell." I was the youngest. My two brothers and two sisters had all married and had moved away.
Mrs.Jensen nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Miles. I don't have to say, May the Lord bless you, I know for certain that He will."
Out on the sled I felt a warmth that came from deep within and I didn't even notice the cold. When we had gone a ways, Daddy turned to me and said, "Matt, I want you to know something. Your Mother and me have been tucking a little money away here and there all year so we could buy that rifle for you, but we didn't have quite enough.
Then yesterday a man who owed me a little money from years back came by to make things square. Your Mom and me were real excited, thinking that now we could get you that rifle, and I started into town this morning to do just that, but on the way I saw little Jakey out scratching in the woodpile with his feet wrapped in those gunny sacks and I knew what I had to do. Son, I spent the money for shoes and a little candy for those children. I hope you understand."
I understood, and my eyes became wet with tears again. I understood very well, and I was so glad Daddy had done it. Now the rifle seemed very low on my list of priorities. He had given me a lot more. He had given me the look on Mrs. Jensen's face and the radiant smiles of her three children. For the rest of my life, Whenever I saw any of the Jensens, or split a block of wood, I remembered, and remembering brought back that same joy I felt riding home beside of my Daddy that night. He had given me much more than a rifle that night, he had given me the best Christmas of my life..
I recall from a dozen or so years ago, a certain candidate for president of the USA complaining about Americans who cling to their guns and religion. I will guess he would not have liked Mrs. Jensen, Matt or his father. That former president is now criticizing Americans for inexpensive fuel and large vehicles, using the verb "to cling" once again.
I have visited a certain country in South America with the largest proven crude oil reserves in the world. They have no guns, very little fuel, a destroyed economy. The opportunity to have any good vehicle, new or used, is so far from daily thoughts.... at least they don't need firewood.
Former president Obama owns at least 4 houses...
That’s a lot of real estate for a guy who was hardly worth anything when he entered the White House. Wonder where all that loot came from?
And how an avereged socialist can justify owning 4 high-end homes? His homea "guzzles more electricity in one year than the average American family uses in 21 years."
And add also 6-8 huge cars for himself, family and Secret Service and currently taking a private jets...
Yes, he's a climate pos hypocrite.
I don't consider myself liberal or conservative. I just take each issue as a separate thing and go from there.
That said, your post about Obama's fortune illustrates the species I dislike the most - the Limousine Liberals.
By the way I couldn't see in the earlier comments about the debunked monoliths...I think there is something more going on with this mystery ... why would humans waste their time and create these monoliths in these pandemic times, it doesn't make sense....in very short time appearing and disappearing ...what's the point??
When the monoliths are for sale on eBay, follow the money trial, and you will find " the point" of why it was done 😁
Matthew’s message on the Golden Age of Gaia says “ Let us take a moment to speak about the “mysterious” monoliths that appear and disappear. They are materialized and dematerialized by members of space crews to herald the onset of Earth’s civilization advancing in spiritual and conscious awareness.l.
Well that website and channeler just jumped the shark, as the idiom goes.
Lol, yeah right, highly evolved technical " crews" needing to use rivet guns technology to assemble monoliths, that's hilarious🤣🤣🤣
Perhaps the monolith with rivets was created by a human, trying to get in on the phenomenon, much like people emulating the crop circles. These things are appearing all over the world.
"CCTV Video Of Georgia Poll Workers Sparks Election Fraud Outrage
Disturbing election night footage has emerged showing Georgia poll workers waiting for observers and news outlets to leave State Farm Arena in Atlanta after calling an end to counting for the night, before pulling out several large suitcases containing ballots from under a table."
Tide is turning.
My oncologist called today with the official pathology results, which is NO CANCER.
I told him that I overdid it yesterday by unloading/loading the dishwasher and doing two loads of laundry. My post-surgery instructions were to avoid bending and twisting for four weeks. I felt it too because I got all achy and swollen.
To my surprise, my oncologist said that I came up against my limits, but to KEEP DOING IT. He said I can't damage anything at this point and physical struggle will help me in the long run.
So, basically, he is overriding the usual post-surgery instructions and setting me free!
Great News Lorri ! Happy to know that the final outcome is sweet :) Hope you enjoy the December 2020 energy to the fullest
With this in the rear view mirror, it's going to be a lot easier to look forward. If I had to do chemo, it would have been a long inconvenient drive over a mountain. I kept saying, "I don't have time for cancer."
Of course, my guides told Patrick from the beginning it would not be cancer and that I'd heal ahead of time too. Right on both accounts.
You do realize don't you, Lorri? That was your get out of jail card? I like to look at it from that perspective. ). I hope that doesn't offend, if it does, Ill do anything to make up for it ahead of time. ). I remember someone saying, was it Erik? When we return home we think to ourselves how it is we ever could have thought this place was real. I mean the mechanism it must take to run all of that. Pat, I was going to ask, have we had a discussion about the mechanism that runs this place? If I remember its two tornado shapes inverted to each other and strictly mechanical, I think, don't quote. With a tire like shape wrapped around the middle of them. They are inverted to each other with a bright light like a star separating them at the tips. I believe that you can see inside and it looks like something out of the matrix....bodies laying side by side like they are asleep or unconscious connected to each other with cables or some connection? My luck everyone has already talked about this when I was asleep. ).
Lorri, you made my day today. Congratulations, that blows me away. ).
It was a reminder to do stuff now because tomorrow you might not be able.
BTW, I just saw a representation online using fruit to illustrate the sizes of cysts and tumors in centimeters. Mine was the size of a cantaloupe or honeydew melon. Yikes.
Lorri, I’m so very happy to hear all the positive news from you, I can imagine how relieved you must feel to get thru surgery , to have favourable pathology results & you being active. Wishing you continued well-being & ... celebrations too. Happy news!
Thank you. I'm happy too.
I saw the alternative in the women in the waiting room who weren't so lucky.
Lorri, I had heart surgery in 2010. They replaced one of my Valves. I taught myself how to lift weights by reading one of the first Nautilus books...anyone can do it. As an example I went from lifting 40 lbs on the leg extension over a 3 year period, to 450 lbs. This consists of one set of 8-12 reps to failure of the muscle. I did this years before the surgery but slacked off when i moved to the area I needed the surgery. When I was told I needed that, I went back in and worked hard for two months. I was doing laps around the nurses station 2 days after the surgery and being yelled at by my surgeon to not rip my stitches. Exercise to make your self stronger so you can recover faster is a great idea.
The Arecibo Observatory deconstructed itself. ). https://www.space.com/arecibo-observatory-collapse-drone-video-nsf-evaluation?fbclid=IwAR3sQPXdl2dMwDZFEX0ZtbjUQ3lOzJnQ9UKpg5sfI3hjM4VWThDDDAgDBB8&jwsource=cl
Actually, just the telescope.
Thats the satellite telescope in Puerto Rico where they filmed Golden Eye, the James Bond movie.
And it was destroyed in just 17 seconds, they say.
Interesting turn of events.
More precisely, the LAST scene in the movie Golden eye.
Clips on YT and plot on Wikipedia if interested in the James Bond movie.
I remember that...).