At age 18 I decided to leave the church.  A bold move, and one that was sure to be my demise as seen by the family.  This decision to no longer attend church services was not a light one but, now being an adult, I fully intended pursue the quest for knowledge in my own way.  The events that lead to this situation were formed completely inside myself and my communication with spirit.  Each night for a year or more I had established a ritual to help fall asleep at night.  I would crawl into bed, get comfortable and close my eyes.  At this point a totally blank black screen was put before me.  At first it was difficult to keep the blank.  If thoughts or random pictures came through, I immediately again focused on holding the black screen.  If the blank was held for a period of time, a small white dot the size of pin head would appear in the center. It would then slowly and steadily increase in size to about the size of dime. The white dot always made me relaxed and at peace. Usually at this point I would go to or be asleep. After many months of the same ritual something new happened that was to consciously change the way I viewed life.  One night as the white dot was about the size of a dime, I took a deep breath and it became the size of a quarter, I decided to dive through the hole to see what was on the other side. Coming out the other side I saw my self not in my physical form but in a wispy airy form.  I still retained my though and personality but the form was changed.  As I floated, adjusting to the new feeling, someone began talking to me.  It was not so much audio as it was just knowing the words were in my head and heart.  The encompassing feeling of love, security and joy came over me. I began to ask all the questions I had asked the church and had gotten no answers.  The revelation and clarity with which I was shown the answers to my questions made me know without a doubt that it was truth.  I spent much time over the next several years communicating with spirit in this manner and forming what I just called my own belief system. All living things are one.  We are all part of God not separate from.  We are co-creators.  Every thought we have has repercussions.  Thoughts good and bad ripple throughout the universe and through space affecting all.  Like the ripple in a pond when a rock is thrown in. Everything we do affects all other living things, large and small, near and far.  We are responsible for our every action, word and thought. We all know the difference between right and wrong, it is born within us.  We make the choices for our actions but mankind is shirking the responsibility of the affect these choices have on all. It was my first conscious communications with spirit and it continues to this day.

Exploration of peace and spirituality continued through the 60's. By 1970 I was in Montana where I had been drawn to for so long. Now married to my second husband, we found times under the right circumstances that we could actually hear each other talking without saying a word. The 70's found me attending every seminar on healing, auroras, energy work and getting in touch with the etheric body.  In the early 70's I met a friend of like mind and we spent many hours reading any information that came out from Girl With The Blue Eyes to all of the Jane Roberts’ Seth books.  We were intrigued with the idea of past life regression and were consumed  in trying to regress each other.  With practice we were able to bring up incidents as very young children and even back to the womb but no further.  Finally one day she was taking me through the relaxation paces, up the mountain, meet your guide, accept the gift, follow to the tunnel and enter.  The tunnel was a time tunnel and as I walked through I saw years in numbers sailing by.  As I reached the light at the other end of the tunnel and stepped out, she asked me to look at my feet.  I had none, but instead was a airy wisp as had been experienced in earlier years.  This freaked her out and she brought me up immediately.  This was the break through and we spent many hours in the next years regressing each other to various life times.  We found that instead of going anywhere at any time, a common thread would balance the karma from life to life.  We learned how to do blockage counseling, and help people to understand some of the strife they are faced with in this life and how to balance it.

My friend has since passed on.  We had made a pact to try to contact the other which ever of us went first.  Even though I have not been able to communicate with her in words I have felt her presence and been fully engulfed in the lightest softest angel wings.  Eventually I went on through the Inner Peace and Astro Soul programs teaching Astro Soul for some time.

In the mid 70's it was time for a career change.  Consulting with spirit, I found that the travel industry was the direction for me.  I didn’t realize it at the time but through the next 20 years it offered me the opportunity to visit many sacred sites, and other religions world wide.  I saw that most religions, although different in ritual, the teachings all have common denominators. They all believe in a creator or higher source.  They strive for love, peace and happiness. The experiences and enlightenment have been phenomenal.  I have embraced the feeling of ever increasing lightness and peace walking up the path to the Shinto Shrines in Japan.  The overwhelming spiritual oneness was again surrounding me as I climbed the 365 stairs to the Bahia caves in Malaysia, to the open mountain top cavern.  Small caves with monks, candles and incense filled the senses.  Even the monkeys were joyful and at peace.  In South American a trip to Macho Picho, home of the Incas was an enlightening experience.  The day before, we had gone to a museum in Santa Rosa, just south of Lima.  Here I was mesmerized by a large amethyst necklace.  The next day at Macho Picho, I recognized that it had been around my neck at the ancient rituals near the sacrificial stone there.  In Hong Kong, my sore back was healed standing in the holy smoke of the Buddha statue.  In Egypt I prayed in the temples of Mohamad and energized crystals in the green light coming over the pyramid. One of the most influential experiences was on the Indonesian island of South Sulawesi.  Here I was met by my tour guide, a young man of 25.  We were to spend the next 10 days touring the burial sights of the island.  Prior to the trip, one of my main objectives was to attend a traditional funeral in the area.  It must have been on my spiritual agenda.  As I was met by Ishak, he asked me if I wanted to rest from the trip.  I told him the sites I was interested in and also my wish to attend a funeral.  He lite up, took my hand, headed for the jeep and we were off to the funeral of the last royalty on the island.  It had taken a year to put the funeral together with facilities for the thousands of Indonesian people who would attend from the mainland and islands around. My guide knew the family and I was privileged to be an honored guest to sit in the house of the family.  This was an open air thatched roof structure where more than 200 people were already sitting on the floor with the wife and immediate family in the center.  Here we were served special funeral cake and coffee.  I was so excited to be there.  A dirt path made its past the house of the family and around a shrine about 50 yards away.  Directly across the path from me, sitting in a chair with his four grandsons standing handsomely at each side, was the embalmed body of the deceased.  The funeral was to last for 30 days but the main ritual was today.  Up the path and around the shrine came the procession of the buffalo.  It was a 300 buffalo funeral, the rank of a man is measured by the number of buffalo or animals brought for sacrifice.  A peasant many have only one buffalo or maybe a pig or chicken only.  After the 300 buffalo, came the procession of the pigs.  Many pigs, maybe 200, each tied by the feet to two poles carried by a man on each corner.  The pigs squealed at their unhappy position as each passed in its turn as homage to the Royal leader across the path.  Next were chicken and ducks and then the people.  A procession of the men, many in costume numbered in the hundreds as they payed their respects, then the women in cone hats and black dresses paraded by. The live stock is sacrificed at the end of their journey for the feast of the many people.  The first pig was slaughtered.  I was taking it all in when a young man reached up from the path and handed me the hindquarters of the first sacrificed pig.  A deafening silence fell over the house, as I sat with the blood from the pig dripping onto my lap.  Not versed in the ritual, I didn’t know what to do but it was apparent that a tremendous deviation in ritual had just been made.  The young man look aghast as he saw I was a foreigner, but it was done.  Spirit moved me to pass the pig toward the immediate family in the center of the room. It seemed like forever. Hand to hand moving ever so slowly in the hush that was so thick you could cut it with a knife, the hindquarters made its way to the wife.  After what seemed like an eternity, a low murmur moved across the room.  The wife had accepted the ritual pig, forgiven the traditional error and the room until now breathless, began to breath again.  The funeral continued as all the men squatted along the edge of the path.  Cigarettes were passed to all of them and they lite and smoked in silence.  It was later revealed to me that the smoke rises to the creator taking the soul with it.  After this there were Balinese dancers in beautiful costume dancing and celebrating the soul going to the hereafter.  A group of men danced in a circle, each painted, with spears and with rattles tied to their ankles and wrists.  This dance would go on non-stop for 30 days to keep the evil spirits at bay. After 8 hours of funeral rituals, I went to my accommodations exhausted. 

The next 10 days were spent with my guide Ishak and driver.  The three of us visited small villages, cliff burial sites, ancient cave burial sites and the monkey tree.  Ishak had taken me to a far off place were we walk down a small path.  At the end was a huge tree. Here he explained to me, is where the children are buried.  Babies, before they have teeth.  They are wrapped in the mothers sarong, and placed into a carved hole in the trunk of the tree. The tree heals the hole and the baby has been entombed.  The idea is that the baby who has no teeth is nourished from the sap of the tree.  It is protected and kept safe by the trunk of the tree and the limbs are growing ever upward to the stars (or creator). 

Many of the people are Muslim, but many are now Christian.  They do however, still hold on to   the old ways of the Dragon, just incase Christianity fails.

We were alone with the monkey tree and I spent many minutes reflecting before we started back up the path to the jeep.  As we walked silently up the path, Ishak turned to me and softly said, “the children want to hold your hand”.  To my amazement when I looked, about 8 children ages 10 and under were walking beside Ishak.  “Of course” I said as they scurried to take up both my hands, trading off with each other as we walked up the path.  I opened the jeep to dig in my bag for some candy for the children, but when I turned they had vanished as quickly as they appeared.  Ishak turned to me and said, “the children say you have the face of the goddess and the light of the sun”.  “What do you say?” I asked. ‘ I say you are the only foreigner to have ever touched my heart.”

I had learned that Ishak’s parents and the mother of his wife had passed away years before.  On our long return trip (8 hours by dusty road) from the town of Rappandule back to Jung Pang Dong at sea level, where I was to start my journey back to the states, It was decided that I would be his mother, because he had no mother and he should be my son since I had no son (my son Brett died in 1985).  We drank water and ate ceremonial rice in the jeep to celebrate our new relationship.  My granddaughter and namesake Eileen is now 13 years old.  I have lost contact in recent years, but am confident we will all reunite again.

This excursion was in about 1991, it is difficult for me to recall exactly. The Royal funeral warranted an elaborate spread in National Geographic.

This was a wonderful group of people.  I felt a part of a like group instead of the strange one. Here I learned to bend spoons, dowse for water, oil and most important to me, health.  This is done by measuring the body energies.  Where there are lower energies it manifests into physical ailments.  Our diseases do not start in the body.  They start when our energy field is out of balance.  When we hold on to anger, jealousy, envy, grudges, worry etc. we are blocking the free flow of energy.  If we do not resolve back to natural balance, it shows up in our body as disease.

I formed the Montana Dowsers Association, held seminars, dowsing schools and was speaker for various meetings and groups.  One year I spoke to the National Farmers Organization showing them how to use dowsing to measure minerals in the soil for better crop production.  During these years much work was done in regard to noxious rays (rays from the earth, atmosphere, underground running water or power lines, insulation fumes etc.)  Ray apexes. where several noxious rays cross, can lead to illness if located over a bed, office or anywhere a person spends a great deal of time.  By rerouting these rays the problems can be avoided or improved.  Many times I was called to a construction site before a home was built to check the area and the layout of the proposed dwelling.  At one point I found myself at Findhorn in Scotland.  My purpose was to check the plant energies and overall energies of Findhorn.  It was March and what I found was cold, wind and nothing growing up on the North Sea.  The reason I was sent there (unbeknown to me at the time, but that is how spirit sometimes lines us up with the mission) was to help the children of the director.  While we were talking he mentioned they had moved to a different dwelling on the premises some months before.  Since the move his two boys ages 6 and 8 at the time, had seemed to become drained of energy, fatigued and sickly.  They invited me to dinner to check out the house, It did indeed have several noxious rays crossing directly over the bunk beds where the boys slept.  We rerouted the rays (which will usually move back again over time) and found a more suitable area for the bed.  The boys improved dramatically in the weeks to come.

Dowsing with rods or pendulum, is a wonderful tool and I use it still today in spirit communication.

In 1981 I became a minister of Universal Life Church.  A non-structural organization, which provided me with tools and credentials to further develop.  Before preforming a marriage, counseling was required and emphasis put on spiritualism and bonding, not only to each other but to all of the creator.  We are all one.  It was during these years that I met two of my life long friends.  One has been very involved in Native American Culture and teaching for many years and now is Assistant Director of Indian Education in Montana.  This friendship has given me the opportunity to learn much more about the Indian culture than would have ever been available.  We would do well to learn from the old ways of the Native Americans with their connection to the land, water, sky and all living things. Interest in this realm became my first exposure to Shamanism.

The three of us had a  number of business ventures and a great deal of fun through the years.  The other friend Clarette  who was and always has been an optimistic inspiration.  You will recognize her as Joy in later years as co-author of the channeled book “Project Earth”.

In 1983 Nexus Physic Center was started.  A partner did hypnosis, I, life regressions, health dowsing, card reading, energy work, leech removal, counseling and weddings.

March 15,1985 was the most devastating year of my life with the sudden death of my healthy 19 year old son.  He died in our living room from a pulmonary embolism, blood clot to the lung, after having surgery on his leg from a basketball injury. When he was taken by paramedics to the hospital and pronounced dead.  I ran my fingers through his hair in disbelief.  He communicated to me “This is how it is suppose to be Mom and you know it”.  I smiled and said out loud, “Yes but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.”  Death of one’s child brings you to a depth that you didn’t even realize existed.  Many lessons, challenges, conversations with God, anger and laugher emerged. The circle of life and death continues for us all.  As a wonderful reminder in my despair, immediately upon my arrival back home from the hospital the phone rang. It was Clarette, she said, “I have a new grandson, he has just arrived”, I said “Brett is dead.” Clarette and my relationship was more than a friendship, we were ancient sisters put together once again to acknowledge the life and death cycle.

On March 15, 1988 my granddaughter Sydney was born.  The events prior to her arrival could in no way be contrived as coincidence.  My daughter Brenda experience a blood clot in the same leg in the same area as had claimed my sons life 3 years earlier.  They had her on blood thinners and she need to give herself injections continuously the last few months of pregnancy.  The chances of survival for either her or the baby was less than 50%.  Even if the child survived her chances of being healthy were slim because of all the stress and medication.  Sydney was born a healthy vibrant Apgar 9 three years to the day Brett had passed.  We say Sydney was born onto earth and Brett was born into heaven on the 15^th.  So the day held not only the energy of passing from this plane  but the joy and energy of life spirit emerging newly onto earth again.

By the next year 1986, I needed change.  My daughter Brenda had graduated from high school and was attending college.  Joy had always lived in Montana and was ready to see some more of the country.  Sun and surf sounded like a good idea.  California here we come.  Brenda eventually went to meet Ray her future husband and Sydney’s father in South Dakota.  Clarette headed for California with a friend. And I stopped at my parents in Oregon on the way, but it lasted a year. Clarette had settled in Marina del Rey and was anxious for me to arrive.  I on the other hand had secured a position with Evergreen Airlines and was still needing my mother since the loss of my child.  At Evergreen I met Karen.  You will later recognize Karen as Adrina, the other co-author of Project Earth. Karen and I were eventually laid off due to downsizing.  I wasted no time in heading to join Clarette.  Karen had always lived in Portland and she was invited to join us in Marina del Rey, which she did a couple months later.  Karen and I ended up sharing an apartment and Clarette lived with us from time to time before moving to Orange County. Spirit always has a way of gathering and setting up the event, almost always unbeknown to us. 

The seven years in Marina del Rey found us pursuing enlightenment through several sources.  We attended various seminars, gave workshops, held spiritual circles, conversed with entities who seemed to use our apartment as a gathering place, pursued UFO information and wrote the book Project Earth. During these years, I learned to listen and obey.  For several years my dream was to own a little red sports car.  Finally it manifested and I bought it immediately.  Unfortunately, before 2 months were up, spirit told me to get rid of the car and take the bus.  If I was to work with all people it was necessary to walk (in this case ride) amongst them.  I had never ridden the bus and to now was asked to take it for a year, ridding daily to and from work with three transfers each way in L.A.  This a big scary undertaking for a Montana girl.  We don’t even have buses as public transportation.  But, I had promised to listen and obey and so it was.  Spirit was in all counts correct.  Ridding a bus for the designated year was scary, enlightening, fun, educational and put me in touch with a full realm of people from the Hispanic women taking their children to school, one on the way to the hospital to have a baby, to the pimps, drug addicts, gang member, wheeler and dealers and every imaginable walk of life in between. It was and education about how the people live that never would have been experienced had I been driving back and forth in that little red sports car.

One day Karen introduced me to Pauline Hassell, a great astrologer to the stars and a wonderful person.  We spent quite a bit of time visiting with Pauline and she enlightened us on the age old science of astrology.  She had done my natal and progressions as was to tell me in an update reading a year or so later of my future husband.  Now single and not looking for or wanting a husband I became a little anxious.  He is a Pisces she said and it will be a long term relationship. Being a outspoken Sagittarian, I blurted out, “what am I ever going to do with a Pisces, water and fire just make steam and I’m not up to that type of relationship.  Nevertheless, Pauline reminded me, he is in your future and it will be a long term relationship.   That would be who is now my husband Ward.  A wonderful balance to my life and someone I would never want to be without.  But, how it came to be is another story.  On the same note a card reader on Venice Beach also said basic, innocent man upon a white horse would come into my future.  Oh well you can’t fight fate.

One day as Karen and I were sitting in the living room of our apartment, I began to feel the head pressure which is my sign that information wants to come through. I told Karen and said do you want to hear this, she said yes.  Spirit said we have information for the three of you, bring the third.  So we called Clarette in Orange County and she came up.  As the information came through that day, we were all amazed.  Spirit informed us that there were many, but the one to be known as Mother would be the spokes person.  We were told that they had a project, writing a book for the people and that they would like for us to do it. It would take about a year to complete and we would need to schedule week-ends and some days in between for the project.

Did we want to accept the project?  Yes! was our answer.  They welcomed us and then assigned to each of us our spiritual names.  Karen is Adrina, she was in charge of transcribing the material and putting it into manuscript form.  Clarette would now be known as Joy and she would handle sales and marketing.  Eileen as Alena would receive the information.  They told us to set up a tape recorder and other materials that would be needed.  And so it began and continued for the next year.  Receiving and transcribing information as dictated from Mother.  There were times other entities came through with specialized information such as Bilantia.  Bilantia spoke to us several times and she informed us she was a communications expert, as her parents had also been. She was in a vehicle which we would consider a UFO (unidentified flying object).  She was there with her husband Ustofa and several crew members.  Being in the communications field, she contacted us to give additional information.  Most of Bilantia’s information had to do with pollution and what mankind was doing to the earth.  How if we didn’t stop we would self destruct our earth prematurely.  This was of great concern to all the planets.  They were available to help the people of earth get turned around.  We were quite strongly reprimanded for not being in balance with nature and the harm we were causing as a populated group on this planet. All this information is in the book. We were give time to ask and communicate on a personal basis usually at the end of the session.  Project Earth was finished, edited many times and finally published.  Alena, Joy and Adrina are the co-authors of the book dictated by spirit to the people of earth.  Enjoy, learn and grow.

In 1994 my father passed away and I returned to Oregon to stay with my mother for a while.  One day sitting on the back porch I began talking to spirit.  I was tired of this assignment and was ready to get on with life.  I said lets get on with it.  Give me a direction.  As I went into the house and opened the daily paper, a small ad was blinking as if strobe lights were on it.  It was training in herbology at The American Herbal Institute.  I signed up, became a certified herbalist and continued to be a master herbalist in title at least for one the field is so vast that a master of it is well beyond my present being.  I always had an attachment for plants and trees since the strawberry days.  Now I was learning the ancient medicine of plants.  About their vibrations and how they can balance dis-ease within our body. The growing of herbs, how to make tincture, salves, oils, capsules, infusions, decoctions and poultices as a way of applying plant vibrations of various formulas, to the human body. Funding had lead research away from natural herbs and into the accepted allopathic medicine of today.  Research in designated fields were funded handsomely while herbal medicine was ignored.  Much of the allopathic medicine is derived from pulling one active ingredient from the plant and enhancing it.  Many times total synthetics are used for simulation.  One of the reasons allopathic medicine can be much stronger is this enhancement.  The problem lies however, in the loss of the balance of the vibrations of the plant which in turn balance our bodies.  This is why there are so many side affects to the medicine of today. We then are treated for the side affects one after another until we are far out of balance.  Allopathic medicine has come a long way and certainly has its place.  Naturalpathic or alternative medicine has made a huge comeback in the past decade.  Many people are turning back to natural healing techniques for wellness.  Alternative medicine is a preventative.  Keep the body and the mind in balance. The Bible quotes “there is a plant for every ill of man.”  Herbs were only the beginning of the studies, homeopathy (like cures like) has been around for a long time.  Most recently new studies are being done with water memory and it is found that a substance steeped in water, then diluted until the substance is gone, the water still retains the memory and can be used in the healing field.  Very much like the dilutions done in homeopathy. The school touched upon Bach Flower medicine, and I also studied iridology, reflexology, shiatsu, acupressure and much more. Eventually, I was to return to Montana and manage GNC (General Nutrition Center) for several years.  It was a wonderful opportunity to both learn and teach as I saw more and more people turning to alternative medicine. As the people become more aware of who and what we are the trend grows.

A machine we call the BioElectric was put onto the market several years ago.  Being on the leading edge of this technology and also involved with the American Cancer Institute, the marriage on my personal research was a natural. The BioElectric machine has a series of vibrations or waves.  These waves can match up to the natural pattern of any part of the body which shows lower energy (remember the dowsing), and put it back in harmony.  Two incidences stand out in my mind.  The first was the balancing from traumatic stress, which also required B vitamins and additional magnesium and the other was the arrest of cancer.  The machine can arrest the cancer cell.  It has prolonged the life of several who were in the last terminal stages.  In this instance a woman was given just three months to live with cancer.  She had been on chemotherapy and back and forth to Seattle for treatment. Eventually she was so ill that she gave up all therapy.  We put her on the BioElectric machine for designated times for 10 days (it should have been 14), when she developed appendicitis.  At this point she stopped the therapy and was convinced the BioElectric caused the appendix problem.  If you research cancer, however, you find that the appendix gets plugged with the cancer and therefore is a very common ailment for cancer patients.  This was summer of 2002.  She passed away this week nearly three years later. The therapy for cancer requires an initial 14 days and then 3 days every 6 weeks for the next few months and lighter follow-up thereafter.  It is essential to continue the therapy in this way or the cancer will come back.  Tumors were a bigger problem to arrest, but technology in this field has gone a long way since 2002.

The BioElectric machine therapy makes a substantial difference in most all diseases.  Because of the FDA these cannot be called cures.  The pharmaceutical companies have put their money behind shutting down this type of therapy as they have unpatentable herbal medicine.  Greed as always is the factor, not the welfare of the people.

With the same machine we were able to treat water dividing it into acid and alkalinity.  Japan and Germany have done phenomenal research showing acidity in our bodies is the route of most of today’s physical diseases. Western medicine has not begun to tune into this yet.  Again it is the water to balance the system.  It takes nearly a gallon of water to neutralize the acid production of one can of coke.  Look at the major sales of soft drinks these days.  Is it any wonder our bodies are so acidic.  Many other things contribute.  Some foods burn to alkaline others to acid.  A baby is born alkaline.  Our body naturally tries to keep that state.  Even with all the proper foods, no preservative or insecticides we would burn 99.9% of the acidity.  The .1% accumulates in the body with age and Japans journals show acidity to be the main factor in aging.  Now think with all the junk and acid products we eat and see the acceleration to the aging theory as we are today.  I believe this to be the difference from when people physically lived hundreds of years and now. I share this research with you to help you understand that we choose our life, it is our individual responsibility.  The world we live in today is big corporations out for the almighty dollar.  There is virtually no concern about the health and welfare of the people.  You are your responsibility.

A few years ago, I got my CDL and went to team driving semi’s cross country with my husband. We drove 5 hours on and 5 hours off.  Eight months of two people living in a space the size of the bathroom 24 hours a day, takes it toll.  As a friend of mine said, this will sure iron out any wrinkles in your relationship.  The stress and fatigue is tremendous but, I love driving the big rig.  Talk about acid producing!  It was next to impossible to ever get home. We quit at the point of weighing the priorities against a meeting that Ward needed to attend.  Once off the road, and back on the ranch, I couldn’t get him to go back to cross country driving. 

When one door of our journey in life closes another opens.  I have most recently attended a Fluency Communication and Multidimensional Healing workshop.  The workshop is wonderful.

It teaches how to communicate with spirit for anyone following the path. It shows you how to explore guidance in your own life purpose and to balance and heal.  I am now going to attend the facilitator training workshop for fluency communication. I am guided to use these tools to teach others the way to enlightenment for all.

On April 3, 2005 I received this information from spirit.  It is to share with all.  “On this day the world has changed.  The power and the glory are at hand. We hear the cries of anguish from the living on earths surface.  Balance of your earth and of the mind is of utmost importance during this crucial time.  A door has been opened between the realms.  Communication is free flowing.  Mark the days of transition - they have begun and they are numbered 181.

Each day brings a new gift of knowing your inherent purpose.  Each day brings a lesson for all earths children to bear witness to the Lord they God in all power and wisdom.  The times are troubled.  Man has closed his eyes.  Wake up and sleep no more, the truths are upon you one by one.  Embrace pain, embrace joy, embrace each other.  All mankind will be brought to his knees in prayer of forgiveness.  Rejoice! It is at hand. 

We will guide you.  Go forth and preach the world, let out of your mouth come the truths.  Let others hear and know they are so.  Communicate freely with all realms and translate the message for your people.  Rise up woman of the earth spirit.  Bring her home and all things upon it”.

Each day I get a new truth communicated by spirit.  Each day I write it down. 

Now is the time for oneness of all living things with the creator.  Know that you are to be separated by the ego no more.  All is one and one is none.