Prophecies, and What We Need The Most At This Time - 3

Greetings!

Some days had gone by since I published my last post Prophecies, and What We Need The Most At This Time - 2 .  One night, I prayed for inspiration.  I asked for truth and wisdom to come through because I really wanted to finish this post before the end of February.  In the morning, the dream of Be a Spark of PEACE and the post The War between LIGHT and Darkness came to my mind.  

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Before these two posts came to my mind, I had considered what we needed the most at this time was for us to center in PEACE.

I had the dream of Be a Spark of PEACE on March 2, 2024.  At the time I was working on two other posts, but had a hard time of finishing them.  In the dream, I felt the gathering took place in another dimension, and the words from the man 'Be a spark of peace' was of vital importance.  I eventually chose to publish it as the first post of 2024.

I re-read the post.  In view of the present situations in USA, the guidance in that post was as relevant if not more relevant now than then.  Below were the last two paragraphs in that post -

Everything is energy.  Our thought, anxiety, worries, joy, peace and other emotions are energy.  A person that was overcome by sadness could not comfort those that were sad; a firefighter must stay calm to rescue the ones that needed help.  Bless are the Red Cross and Peace workers in the war zones helping those in need.  They are anchors of peace and love that the world needs the most in time of chaos or turmoil. 

Dear Friends, we may not be the brave souls who selflessly serve in the war zones; but, we can pray and send love.  What the world needs now is peace, the unshakable peace that is within all of us.  Do not be disturbed by what is going on around us.  Have faith that only good comes out of all situations.   Let us center in peace.  Let our inner peace expand, connect and unite as One Peace around the world.

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Writing The War between LIGHT and Darkness was an experience for me.  I got the title of the post on April 30, 2024.  It took me quite some time to finish the post.  Many times I stopped writing because I did not know what to write next.  Instead of feeling frustrated as I sometimes did, I allowed myself to write when I felt inspired.  As a result, the post might seem unorganized / unfocused, or looked like a piece of cloth made up of many different patches.  Thank you for your patience.  I  was focused.  I could feel the importance of writing that post.

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In our human mind, we might view a war as a conflict between two countries or more; we might consider the shooter in a mass shooting as the only culprit in the horrific crime; we might be dismayed by the increase in violence and unrest, yet believed we could do nothing about it 'because it is what it is'.  However, there could be more to what happened than how it might seem on the surface.

The so-called angel channel thought that the angels worked with her.  A man's energy was wrecked after going to her for healing sessions.  Another person's mind was flooded with negative emotions after going to her for a session.  My husband believed in what he read in a Chinese newspaper.  He thought the master was truly god-like, and fell under the control of a dark entity / dark force.  The truth is  Everything Is Energy .  Dark entities / dark forces were very much involved in the reality we were in.

Dark forces thrilled in creating chaos and mass destructions in our world.  They planted fear and magnetized fear.  Dictators / politicians that had unquenchable thirst for power might unknowingly or knowingly fell under their influence and joined in their evil plots.  They raised wars that caused lots of deaths and much suffering.  Dark forces were energized when the world was in turmoil.  They fed on the negative energies such as hatred, fear, pain, anger, and sadness.  Like draws like, people that were full of anger / hatred / jealousy, those that were extremely greedy and selfish, those that held evil intent, and those with no principles / virtues that would do anything for money easily fell under the control of the dark forces to do harm on a large scale.  

During this time of purification, we go through extraordinary earth and climate changes.  The dark forces on the astral plane are not exempt from purification.  In fact, the purification in the astral plane is The War between the Forces of LIGHT and the forces of Darkness.  The dark entities and dark forces in the astral plane must be cleansed before the dawning of a new age.  The dark forces want to live on.  They are in full force, and enlist evil people on earth such as dictators and war mongers to do their bidding.    

I published The War between LIGHT and Darkness in June, 2024.  The shaded sentences above had kind of described the wars/situation in the Middle East and the current chaotic situations in USA.

Many people in USA are living under a thick cloud of fear, worries, and uncertainty.  Tens and thousands of federal employees have been laid off which will in turn having an effect on many businesses.  Hopefully, those that feel that they are being fired for no proper reason stand up and join together, and may judges of good conscious uphold the law of justice.    

On the positive side, more and more people are standing up for the right of the people.  It is with hope that in time the power of the people will remind some government officials that they are elected to serve the people, and not the other way around.

What do we need the most at this time?

For the ones that are willing, be an ambassador of peace.  Look at all with peace and love including those who may have realized their mistake in creating the current political climate.  Your acceptance of them and your kind words of wisdom may help them more than you can imagine.

A couple of days ago, this suddenly came to me while I was watching TV.  

Submission to dictatorship in not a good choice or even an option, for in the long run, it would be harder to get out and reclaim freedom.  

I wonder if this thought / advice is about Ukraine and Russia.  Or is it about somewhere else.  What do you think?  

Love and Blessings,

Q of D

Prophecies, and What We Need the Most At This Time - 2

Greetings!

I would like to start this post with words of wisdom from my guides in The 'real beauty' of life is 'what you do not know' published on 9/23/2011 -

You want to know what's to come before it comes.  You want us to confirm what you think you know.  The 'real beauty' of life is 'what you do not know'.  For instance, if you know you will be very rich in May, you will look forward to May.  What happens in between now and May you will not handle them with emotions of not knowing.

With not knowing, you will handle whatever happens with creativity.  You will deal with them with your true emotions.  And to do that - living your life truthfully - is what life is all about.

I began writing this post on Jan. 23, 2025.  I just realized I received the above guidance on Jan. 23, 2003 which was exactly 22 years ago!  In  It is the not knowing that makes life intriguing , I shared some interesting experiences of not knowing too.

I supposed it was our human nature that we wanted to know what lay ahead.  If we searched online, we might find lots of videos on what were to come.  The end of time talks were nothing new.  Decades ago, I heard this story.  A woman lived in fear because she believed in the 'end of time' talks that she had heard.  She spent her money getting ready for 'what were to come'.  She died when she was around 40 years old.  People found her basement filled with packs and packs of bottled water, lots of canned food, and equipment for survival.  In another news many years ago, a group of people came to USA from another place.  They gathered on a mountain top.  Their (cult) leader had told them that a spaceship would come to pick them up by a certain date; they were the chosen ones to be saved.  That date came to pass.  They eventually went home.  

I did not say all prophecies were false.  There had been notable true prophets throughout history.  However, we should not simply believe in everything that others said particularly words that caused us to live in fear.

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In my previous post, I wrote -

The guest speaker's dreams did not stir fear in my heart.  Pease note that it did not mean I disputed his dreams.  I decided to join the meeting with an open heart.

The host had sent out emails inviting others to email him before the meeting what they had received in dreams or visions about what were to come.  He would compare the data to the speaker's dreams.  The host himself had read many books on prophecies and earth changes.

When zoom started, the host introduced a woman who corroborated with the guest speaker's dreams.  If I heard correctly, she did not live in USA.  I supposed she might have similar dreams / visions / she could be a psychic.  

The guest speaker began by sharing some of his stories that we had already learned from the host's email and attachment.  Later, he talked in depth about what the world would look like after the mass destruction and the safe havens.  He said there would be only a few safe havens, and his country was one of them.  He suggested for people to move there so that they would be saved.  He shared his views why USA and its people would come to a horrific tragic end as he saw in his dreams. 

When I wrote to this point, I felt I should pause before I continued.  I did not want to put this brother in a negative light.  He joined the meeting believing that a nuclear war was imminent, and wanted to warn others ahead of time.  As far as I knew, he did not gain anything by joining the meeting.    

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I had wanted to go straight to 'what we need the most at this time'.  I did not want to write about the guest speaker's personal views of USA which might put him in a negative light.  That was the reason for the pause in writing.  However, I had come to understand the value of sharing his views.  His views / experiences mirrored part of us in our reality.  In truth, his experiences were not just his experiences.  If we set aside our judgment, we could all learn something from OUR experiences.

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The guest speaker told us what he saw in his dreams - USA was totally destroyed and its people were massacred by people from different countries.  He said it was because USA had done lots of wrong to other countries and their people.  Hearing what he said, I realized his dream world might have been tainted by his personal views.  Everything Is Energy .  What he held in his mind (i.e. his views of USA) could have been reflected in his dreams.  (In The Conclusion of the Great Gray Cat , all of us in the family had dreamed of the cat after he moved on, and our dreams were different.)   

As grown ups, we saw ourselves as independent individuals. (Definition of independent - free from outside control; not depending on another's authority).  

However, our upbringing as well as our experiences had an effect or even an impact in how we looked at the world and life (e.g. the environment we grew up - the country we lived in, our culture, the society, church / temple, religion / no religion, what we learned from our parents / teachers / schools, our experiences with our family / relatives / friends / others and etc.).  At times we formed judgment / wrong views, but were not conscious that we did.  (e.g. In She loves her daughters more than her son , the waitress formed a view against her son simply because of other people's experiences.  In A talk among girls about the Criteria of an Ideal Husband, some girls were not aware that they had let a wrong view take root in their mind.)

I must add that some * people that lived under extreme dictatorship might not / could not be as free or as independent as they could be.  Sometimes they were being brainwashed since childhood through the educational system.  (*Some only.  There were always free thinkers that did not abide to what they were told, and fought for their freedom from whatever harsh conditions they were born into.)    

The speaker had told us he was in his 50 s.  USA and the country where he was born had long regarded each other as the prime enemy.  When he was in his late teens / around 20, that country dissolved into different countries.  By then, he had probably taken in the political views of his country about USA.  He now lived in one of those countries that declared independence during the dissolution.

The brother was not any different from us.  We had all taken in other views (incl. political) as if they were our own, e.g. a country's political stance, views from our family / friends / the society, and even cult leaders' / dictators' views.  In order to understand his views about USA, I could not simply think that he was wrong.  Upon contemplation, I realized he was not alone in his views against USA.      

The 2001 9/11 Terrorists Attacks came to my mind.  I remembered I was shocked and sadden because of what happened.  Every morning before I went to the restaurant, I sat in front of the TV watching the latest news.  At night I did the same after coming home.  Sometimes tears flowed down my face listening to the stories.  How could the terrorists do that?  My heart went out to those that had lost their loved ones during the attacks.  I prayed a lot at night.  I did not remember much about USA anti-terrorist wars in other countries.  I did remember I cheered as most did seeing the statue of Saddam Hussein, the dictator of Iraq, being pulling down to the ground in 2003.  By then, I was going through my own challenge watching my husband spent his time practicing the moves day and night.  Terrorist attacks still drew my attention, and I continued to pray for people that suffered when such incidents happened.  

The brother's words about USA led to my pause in writing.  As days went by, I realized there was far more to terrorism / hatred toward another country / its people.

In the name of righteousness, many wars were declared.  However, were there not wars fought mainly to maintain a country's political dominance in the world?  Yet, the same country / countries had turned a blind eye to great injustice such as the massacre of a certain race in another country.  There were also wars started for revenge.  Who suffered the most during wars?  The common people.  How many times we watched on the news that men and women held onto the dead bodies of their loved ones crying in the war torn zones.  Most people carried the sadness for the rest of their lives, but resigned to the brutality of wars.  Some grew up in hatred waiting for their time to avenge.  They blamed the country / countries that bombed their country, destroyed their homes, and caused the deaths of their loved ones /  friends.  Hatred blurred the sense of right or wrong.  Later, they joined terrorist groups or carried out terrorist acts on their own.   They did not realize their terrorist acts killed innocent people just as what happened in a war.  

Like the guest speaker, many of us had taken in a country's political stance or the doctrine of a church / a religion as if they were our own.  In a political climate where one country easily called another country the enemy, we might have unknowingly regarded another nation and its people as our enemies too.  Therefore, it should not be that hard to understand why the guest speaker said USA and its people had done lots of wrong to the other countries.  Many cheered after the death of Saddam Hussein the dictator, and felt victorious over terrorism.  BUT, most of us might not have given much thought / attention to the price of war - the innocent lives that were lost.  I searched online, and learned that 4.5 to 4.7 million people had died directly and indirectly as a result of the post-9/11 anti-terrorists wars in different countries, including over 7,000 service members of USA.  How would you / we feel if we were the ones that lived through the wars seeing our homes were being destroyed and our loved ones getting killed?  

In August 2021, US withdrew its military from Afghanistan.  After a long 20 years, the wars seemed to be over.  Was the war against terrorists really over?  The soldiers came home, but many carried the scars of wars physically and / or mentally for the rest of their lives.  Could we have taken another approach instead of starting a war?

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After the guest speaker talked, people were quiet.  It might be we had not expected to hear what he said of USA.  One person asked when the nuclear war would take place.  The speaker said it would happen in 2 to 3 weeks.  I had something to say, but did not want to raise my hand.  Knowing my English was not sufficient, I hoped and prayed someone else would speak up in response to what the speaker said. 

A few minutes before the meeting was about to end, the host asked one last time if others had any questions or wanted to say something.  I finally raised my hand.  I asked the speaker if it was possible that what he perceived as a nuclear war was an explosion of a natural cause.  He said it was possible.  I was nervous.  I did not recall all that I said, but my messages were always that of 'peace and do not live in fear'.  Unexpectedly, I heard someone cheered after I finished talking.  It kind of eased my nerves.  It was not that I was proud.  What was there to be proud of anyway?

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I paused writing this post because I did not want to put the brother in a negative light.  While trying to understand why he felt that way towards USA, the 2001 9/11 Terrorists Attacks came to my mind.  During the restaurant years, my husband and I worked 7 days a week from morning to night.  When we arrived home, it was almost 11 p.m.  Except during the 9/11 period, we did not spend much time watching TV.  Therefore, I knew very little about the other wars that USA was in.  In retrospect, the pause in writing and the surface of the 9/11 incidents in my mind were very much in divine order.

Many of us went through life seldom examined our views / attitude / patterns.  At times we thought that we were in the right, and others were wrong.  If we examined closely and truthfully, we might find that we were not that right either.  In writing this post, I realized it helped to listen to others with an open heart, and the importance of spending some time to examine the views we held. 

These days the world seemed to be in chaos particularly in USA.  Some of my friends said they had stopped watching the news.  

Sorry, it takes me a long time to finish a post.  I hope to finish 'What we need the most at this time - 3' before the end of February.  (Next post What We Need the Most At This Time - 3 )

Peace and Love, 

Q of D

Prophecies, And What We Need the Most At This Time -- 1

Greetings!

Happy 2025!

I had been working on another post.  However, a few days into 2025, I was prompted to write a post on Prophecies, And What We Need the Most At This Time.   

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Weeks before the new year, I received an email from a spiritual group with a sense of urgency for people to attend the next meeting.  

This group met in-person as well as on zoom.  Two to three years ago, the host opened his home and welcomed all including strangers to come for supper twice a week.  He prepared wholesome food for those that came and asked for nothing in return.  His pure intention of service was greatly admired.  In time, some people willingly contributed to the cost of food, some brought additional dishes / desserts, and some helped preparing food as well as cleaning up after supper.  Afterward, they sat down and talked.  I could imagine what a wonderful gathering it was to sit among friends and talk freely.  At 7:30 p.m., the host turned on the computer and a big screen TV to welcome people who joined on zoom.  Every week he invited guest speakers from different places to share their stories and their gifts / abilities.  The speakers might join on zoom or in person.  I did not live in that state.  I joined them on zoom every now and then.

With the email was an attachment of the upcoming guest speaker's bio and detailed information as to why there was this sense of urgency.  The guest speaker had a sound educational background.  He graduated from one of the top universities in his country with a degree in science.  As a boy, he had dreams that seemed so real yet beyond his imagination.  As time went by, he realized his dreams were foretelling.  What he dreamed of actually happened in later days / weeks / years.  Some events were personal while most were not.  He dreamed of global and political events before they took place.  He listed many global events that he had dreamed of before they happened.  In time, he got a hand of interpreting the time frame of when his dream(s) might take place.  He said he had been shown the map of the future in which masses of land and many countries no longer existed.  He had seen horrific scenes of destructions as well as the safe havens after the disasters.  Recently, he had terrifying dreams of nuclear war.  He was shown the countries involved and the massive destructions that resulted.  He felt the war was imminent: it would take place within 2 to 3 weeks.  He tried to reach out to different sources including governments and groups he found online.  That was how he got in touch with the host of this group.       

The email about the guest speaker and his prophecy reminded me of the 2008 incidents when I lived in another state.

In the last quarter of 2008, a woman from another state came to the small church.  She said she had a near-death experience.  Afterward, she began to channel messages that she said were from the angels.  The church allowed her to share her messages after Sunday service.  She also offered healing sessions saying the angels worked with her to help people during the ascension.  At the time, some people were anxious about the coming of 2012 and the ascension.  As a result, she soon acquired a following inside and outside of the church.  On Nov. 30, 2008, she urged people to stay behind after the Sunday service because she had received some urgent messages from the angels.  I was not among those that listened to her messages.  Something totally unexpected happened to me that Sunday.  Anyway, her messages were words of fear, and her prophecies turned out to be false.  Some people found themselves in a worse state than they were after going to her healing sessions.  Please view the following posts on what happened.

           Part 1 - The Unexpected Incident 

           Part 2 - The Gathering

           Part 3 - The Dream of 99 on 4 corners of Big Dollar Bills

           Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience

In my post The War between LIGHT and Darkness published in June, 2024, I touched on what happened too.  Like my husband, the woman had unknowingly fallen under the control of the dark forces when they used the tactic of inflating her ego / importance.  A brother who had gone to her healing sessions found his energy was wrecked afterward.  He said she had told some of her clients that they were this or that important figure mentioned in the bible / history - the same tactic that the dark forces used on her.  A sister told me she found herself in a terrible state after a healing session too.

Though I was nicknamed the Queen of Dreams, I was (am) not an expert in dreams.  I did not write down my dreams all the time.  Some days I felt I did not have any dream (i.e. I could not recall any dream), but my dream experiences were definitely part of my life.  Therefore, I could relate to the guest speaker's anxiety about his recent dreams.  

In What do we do when we have dreams of fear , I woke up one morning and kept repeating the fear in my dream.  The fear manifested into reality.  That day I learned the lesson of fear and its effect.  When I woke up with trepidation on another morning, I knew to center in peace, and prayed for protection and grace.   

The guest speaker's dreams did not stir fear in my heart.  Please note that it did not mean I disputed his dreams.  I decided to join the meeting with an open heart.  

The host recorded all the zoom meetings.  I understood his possible reason for recording the meetings.  He might have to send a copy / link to the guest speakers and those who might want to watch the meeting / interview at a later time.  However, it kind of deterred me from speaking. 

As expected, the email drew some attention.  Many people showed up in person and on zoom than usual.  I saw some new faces, and learned they were psychics, healers, and channels.  I smiled hearing a healer said she lived in the same state that I lived.  I always felt happy seeing those on zoom that came from my state.     

Weeks had gone by since that zoom meeting.  The nuclear war did not happen as the brother had foreseen.  I had not thought of writing about the meeting.  I respected the brother / the host, and this was his zoom meeting.

After I received the prompting to write this post, I re-read my posts Be a Spark of PEACE and The War between LIGHT and Darkness .  

In 2024, I had a dream that took place in another dimension.  Later, I received some information about the possible changes that were coming in 2024 from a friend.  On the Internet, there were lots of talks / predictions about 2024 and beyond.  Many people were deeply concerned as what would happen in 2024.  As a result, I decided to share the dream as my first post in 2024. (Re Be a Spark of PEACE )   

Months later, I was inspired to write The War between LIGHT and Darkness .  This post was published on June 12, 2024, but it took me many, many days to finish writing it.  As I re-read it, the post was very much a continuum of Be a Spark of PEACE .

In view of the happenings around the world, I realized how relevant the prompting was, and, I should write about the zoom meeting mentioned above.

I shall continue in my next post. (Link to What We Need the Most At This Time - 2 )

Many Blessings,

Q of D

Taking a break from writing the seriousness of life

Greetings!

It is May 1, 2022!  I want to begin with some joyful laughs.

I opened a bag of potato chips.  With his back toward me, my son was on his computer sitting about 15 feet from where I was.

I asked my son, "Would you like some chips?"

He said, "No.  I don't eat chips."

In a jokeful mood, I said, "You don't want any chips!  Without chips, what are you going to do in a casino?"

He answered, "Mom, I don't want any."

I said, "You probably do not hear me clearly.  I said 'without chips, what are you going to do in a casino'.  I have hoped you would go with the flow and say something humorous."

After a pause, he said, "I don't need any more chips.  I have more than enough chips on my shoulder!"

That was a good one.  We both 😄 😄 😄.  

May your May be full of fun and joy!

Many blessings,

Q of D                                              

P. S.  We don't have any interest in gambling. 

Part 4 - 11 days after the 49th Day, he appeared in my dreams

Greetings!

Eleven days after the 49th Day, Music in the Air and Blue Sparkling Light , I woke up from two consecutive dreams in the morning.  I used the word 'consecutive' because I got into the second dream right after the first dream was over.  In my journal, I used first part and second part of a dream instead of 2 dreams.  My husband appeared in both of the dreams.  

The dreams had different settings.  On the surface, they seemed to be separate dreams or dreams that were not related.  In truth, they are closely connected in the healing process of my relationship with my husband.  After my last post, I tried to write about the dreams.  Days went by.  I stuck in writing.  

Meanwhile, I had many problems with my desktop computer, e.g. page unresponsive, frozen screen and etc.  Many times I had to power down the computer.  I bought my desktop computer before Thanksgiving in 2010.  The 20-inch screen was a gift from my loved ones.  My loved ones could read tiny text, but I could not.  With a 20-inch screen and my choice of large size fonts, I found using the computer easier and more enjoyable than before.  (I just measure the screen.  It is 20" wide X 11 1/2", 23" diagonal.)   

A couple of years ago, my loved ones gave me one of their old laptops which had a 17" screen.  They wanted me to have a feel of working on a laptop.  They knew my old computer might need to be replaced someday.  I was nicely surprised the laptop was faster and easier to use than the old computer.  I still used the computer for blogging because it was easy to read on a big screen.

From the very beginning, my younger son had told me to call him whenever there was a problem with the computer.  My son and his family did not live nearby.  With three kids, he and his wife were busy all the time.  Since the Internet had solutions for almost everything, I eventually learned to fix some of the problems by myself.  Of course, there were a couple of times that I made it into a bigger problem than it was while trying to fix it by myself 😊.  

It was the case a few weeks ago.  My son restored my files and created a new account for me.  He reiterated that I should call him instead of trying to fix problems by myself.  At home, I noticed everything appeared different.  I realized the fonts, size of text, background pictures, and etc. had changed.   Of course, my son had no idea of all of these when he fixed my computer.  I began to fix it by myself, and ran into a problem.  This time I called my son right away.  Over the phone, my younger son was giving instructions to my older son as how to fix the problem.  Somehow, this mom found the whole scene unreal and super funny.  I burst out laughing.  With a stern face, my loved one looked at me and asked, "'Mom, what's so funny!"  Oh, how could I explain?  I ended up laughing some more.  Understandably, my laughing did not sit well with my sons who were focusing on fixing the problem I created.  It was okay.  It was with hope that one of these days that I would be bathed in their joyful laughs.  

Anyway, upon contemplation, I came to understand that part of me wanted to get over the whole thing about my husband's death, and simply wrote about the last two dreams.  However, deep within, I understood why I stuck in writing.  It was because I realized - if I simply wrote about the dreams without touching on the background of all that had happened, the purpose / value of sharing my life lessons would be lost.

April is here.  A spiritual teacher and psychic once said to me, "I understand you don't want attention; but, if you don't put yourself out there, how are you going to do your work?"  To be of service has always been my intention.  In the last few months, I have joined new groups and attended many zoom meetings.  I used to hide myself from being seen.  I now choose (free will 😊) to sit through most meetings with video.  I feel surge of energies during online meetings just as in-person meetings.  I have met many wonderful spiritual brothers and sisters.  It has been a good experience. 

Enjoy the spring!

Love & Peace,

Q of D

Ten Years Blogging

Greetings!

It is March 2021.  In March 2011, I published my first post A Story of the Touch of God .  Time flies. 

After a winter storm, the old computer that I used as a typewriter died.  About a year later, my younger son convinced me to buy a new one and subscribe for Internet service so that we could video chat.  At the time, we lived in different states about 750 miles apart.  I only got to see them once or twice a year.  Of course, I would love to video chat with them.  My new computer arrived in time for our first video chat on Thanksgiving Day in 2010.  It was wonderful to talk to our loved ones as well as seeing them on the computer screen.  

Afterward, my son kept 'pushing' me to create a blogger account.  In the earlier years of my spiritual journey, my younger son was the one in the family that I shared with some of my experiences.  Therefore, he knew I was told to write and teach in the Dec. 2001 reading.  I was hesitant to do so.  With my limited English, how could I write?  Besides, I regarded my experiences as something personal.  In my human mind, anything that was personal was not supposed to be shared.  However, part of me understood it was something that I should do.  About a year and a half earlier, I 'got' that it was time for me to re-read my journal so that I could share my experiences / the lessons I learned.  I finally agreed to open a blogger account.

Since I knew very little about the computer, my younger son had to guide me over the phone to create an email address and a blogger account.  Over my side (or at my computer), I typed in atonewithbuddha as my email address.  When my son learned of it, he raised some concern.  He said, "Mom, some people may not want to read your blog if you choose that as your email."  I understood his concern.  I said, "But I had already typed in the letters."  My son said, "You can change it or choose another email address."  After some thought, I said, "It is fine.  I already created an email address."  After a pause, my son said, "Okay, it is up to you."  (In my posts, I had mentioned I did not have a religion.  Many people automatically assumed that I was a Buddhist because I am a Chinese.  As I had told a brother at church that I loved Jesus Christ just as I loved Buddha.  (Re Gateway to Heaven )  I did not know why I typed in atonewithbuddha that day.  It might have something to do with my experience during that time.

After creating a blogger account, my son said, "Mom, I know you.  Though I have helped you to create an account, you may not write.  You have to tell me when you will publish your first post."  Yeah, he knew me.  Reluctantly, I said I would publish a post by March 25.  I thought I had given myself plenty of time, but I barely made the deadline.  

Soon I got a call from my son.  He congratulated me for publishing my first post.  My son told me he used to publish his own blog.  However, with work and kids, he had stopped writing.  He asked me, "Mom, why did you begin your post with 'Greetings'?  It looks odd."  I said, "I know nothing about blogging.  I just think I need to begin a post with greetings."  My son said, "You know, you can simply begin a post without 'greetings', and you don't have to close with 'many blessings' too."  He suggested for me to read his blog and other people's blogs.  I went online to read his blog as well as other blogs.  It was true that mine looked odd.  When it was time to publish my second post, I felt more comfortable to begin with 'greetings' and end with 'blessings' than without.  That was the way that I had been connecting with all of you over the years.  My son sometimes said that I was stubborn.  I might be stubborn in some ways.  However, I meant it when I said or wrote 'many blessings' and 'love and peace'.   

In January 2010, I spoke during Sunday service for the first time.  As I had mentioned above, the old computer no longer worked after the winter storm.  I had to write what I planned to talk by hand.  If the computer still worked, I would have printed out the speech in large readable letters.  I wasted many pieces of paper writing and rewriting.  When I finally finished writing , it was very close to the Sunday I was scheduled to talk.  Since my older son did not want to hear anything spiritual, I tried to practice the talk while he was at work.  However, I had a hard time memorizing my speech.  I ended up practicing my talk even when my son was home.  He overheard I began my talk with 'Good morning, my brothers and sisters'.  He immediately said, "Mom, please just say 'Good morning'.  It is so weird to hear what you say!  I have been to church before.  I know nobody say 'good morning, my brothers and sisters'.  You are weird!"  He proceeded to correct the way I said some of the words.  I was glad that he took the time to correct my pronunciation.  In a way, he was right.  It was true that the speakers at church did not begin with the words that I had in mind.  However, I felt there was nothing wrong with the way I addressed the congregation for in truth they were my brothers and sisters.  As I continued to practice, my son protested a few more times.  Later, he left for the gym.  (Since I felt uncomfortable speaking in English, you might wonder why I asked for a chance to speak at church.  Please click to view  Our Voices Matter )

My brothers and sisters at church were very supportive during the two times I spoke.  A brother said, "You must get lots of satisfaction getting standing ovation."  I was surprised to hear that.  I never looked at it that way.  For me, I was very grateful that the church had given me the opportunity to connect and share with the lessons that I had learned.  After I spoke, I felt glad that I had finished the (self-set) assignment.  Nothing more.  Nothing less.  (As we connect, we are one in love.  And so it is.)

In the first few years after I bought a new computer, I continued to use it mainly for writing or recording the events in my life.  We moved back to this state near the end of August 2012.  Whenever I had a problem with the computer, I called my younger son.  One day, he said, "Mom, play with the computer.  You won't break it.  The Internet has answers for almost anything.  You can learn how to fix a problem by yourself.  Go to YouTube and search for what you are interested in.  You can listen to music or watch a movie."  Gradually, I spent more time on the computer.  It was true the Internet was very helpful.  

    

In 2016, I wanted to go to spiritual circles / gatherings.  I created another email account for this purpose.  I had been following Natalie Glasson's channeled messages for some months.  The messages from the Divine (e.g. Mahatma, Archangels, Lord Melchizedek, Goddess Community, the Ascended Masters, Lord Buddha and etc.)  were forever loving and supportive.  I watched her videos on YouTube, but sometimes I needed to watch a few times to get the words of certain guidance / invocation.  One day, I decided to subscribe to her email so that I could read the messages.  Subscribing to her channeled messages was one of the best decisions that I had ever made.  Reading the messages helped me much more than just watching the videos.  In later days, I realized I made that decision on Angel's day, Nov. 11, 2016, a 1111 angel number day.    

I had been listening and reading Natalie Glasson's channeled messages for 5 years.  It was only until recently that it suddenly dawned on me that the format I used for my blog was not that weird or odd after all!  You see, the beings that came through Natalie Glasson often began a message with 'greetings' and closed with  'love'.  Sometimes the divine ones began by saying 'greetings my beloved brothers and sisters'.  (e.g. messages from Master Jesus and Master St. Germain)  I read that on the other side or in other dimensions we went to lectures and gatherings too.  It might be I had attended lectures and teachings by the Ascended Ones during my sleep.

Spring is almost here.  I look forward to attend gatherings in person.  

Love and Blessings,

Q of D

Lens flare or not, pictures of the sun / nature bring me joy 😊

Greetings!

Since September 3, I had been taking pictures of the sun in the sky whenever I went for a walk in the school fields.  (Re Suddenly, I wanted to capture the magnificence of the Sun )

I had taken pictures of the sky (e.g. rainbows, sun, moon, clouds), trees, flowers, insects, geese, ducks and animals as I walked.  Seeing the beauty and magic of creation brought me lots of joy.  After taking the amazing pictures of Sept. 3, I looked through my old photos of the sun in the sky.  I did not see any image of objects near the sun.  

I showed the recent pictures of the sun to my son.  He said the images were probably reflections of the light of the sun.  I went online to search for pictures of the sun.  There were many beautiful pictures of the sun.  I learned about Sundogs / halo around the sun.  As for the objects near the sun, the experts in photography and some scientists had the same view as my son.  They said those images were merely the results of lens flare.

Well, my enthusiasm of seeing the beauty and wonders of nature remained.  I continued to take pictures with my android as I walked in the school fields.  Later, I decided to bring my pocket size Fuji JX420 camera too.  I wondered if the lens flare effect would also be clearly visible on the pictures taken by the small Fuji camera.

I usually examined the pictures closely after I was home.  Those images were captured by the Fuji camera too.  Lens flare or not, looking at the pictures brought me joy 😊.  

I usually took 3 to 5 pictures at a time, i.e. within 20 to 30 seconds.  Sometimes a picture was totally clear without any lens flare image.  One day, the sky was not clear.  I took a few pictures.  It seemed those objects near the sun were not there.  When I was home, my son and his friend were there talking about bodybuilding.  I looked at my pictures.  I saw a barely visible image on the far horizon.  Excitedly, I assumed the greenish object 'was coming'.  My son said they were going to the playground by the school to exercise.  I asked him to use his android to take a picture of the sun because I wanted to see if his android would capture the same image around the sun.  After they left, it suddenly came to me that my son would not do as I said; I should just go and take some pictures by myself.  I grabbed my phone.  I was going to walk over to the school field.  However, as soon as I got out of the door of the apartment building, I 'got' that I should take some pictures right there.  That day I took some beautiful pictures of the sun with big, clear images of the greenish blue object (or you may call them lens flare images).  I used to feel a little uncomfortable taking pictures of the sky / sun while other people were around.  I had since let go of that feeling, and took pictures when I wanted to.

Since September 3, I had taken many wonderful pictures of the sky.  In some pictures, I saw an image that looked like a spaceship behind the luminous greenish blue object.  According to the experts, they called them 'ghost' lens flare images.  In two of my pictures, I captured a globe on luminous cloud appeared near the edge of the picture.  The image of the globe was clear.  A white band was in the center, purple bands with some green energy were seen next to the white band and then blue bands.  It might just be a big balloon or it could also be something else.  I had seen many pictures of sundog online, but Oct. 14 was the first time I captured the sun with a halo.  

On August 1, I saw a golden yellow caterpillar in the mud below a tree along the road.  (Re A Golden Yellow Caterpillar )  On August 13, I saw a hawk (about 18" to 20" tall) in the school playground.  I was gladly surprised that the hawk allowed me to walk near to take some pictures.  Later, it flew up a tall tree.  A man who was running on the track saw what happened.  He raised his thumb and said loudly, "Congratulation!  They (the hawks) seldom let people stand that close to take pictures!"  On Sept. 12, I saw another big, golden caterpillar on the black running track.  There were other people walking on the track.  Therefore, I stood by the caterpillar to make sure it got onto the grass safely with the help of a leave.  On Oct. 6, I saw a green praying mantis in the middle of the track.  I took a few pictures and made sure it got to the grass before I walked away.  

I did not know much about insects particularly their names in English.  Luckily, both of my sons participated in Science Olympia in high school.  They were quite knowledgeable of insects.  For instance, I saw a beautiful greenish insect in August 2019.  My son told me it was a cicada.  In later days, I saw a few more.  I had not seen any cicada in August 2020.  In Oct. 2019, I took some pictures of katydid (grasshopper).  October 2020 was almost over, but I had not seen any katydid.  In where I lived, it seemed there were less insects flying around this year than it was in 2019.

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Recently, we have many rainy and cloudy days.  With thick clouds, I still capture the green and purple (lens flare) images / objects in most of the pictures.  Sunny days, rainy days or cloudy days are part of nature.  I feel peace walking under the cloudy sky.  (Re my posts Writing Is Healing and On a cloudy, gloomy morning, I go looking for the sun )

Love and Peace, 

Q of D

Happy 2020! Lady Portia's Words on LOVE

Greetings!

It had been quite a while since I published  What is love .  In that post, a woman asked the facilitator "What is love?"  At the end of my post, I promised to write a follow up post on love.  Below was an excerpt from the message about love from Lady Portia (the sacred feminine aspect of Saint Germain) channeled through Natalie Glasson, the founder of the Sacred School of Omna.  In the message, Lady Portia said her love and our love were (are) from the same source.  

"My love and your love are expressed and utilised in different and diverse ways.  Therefore, our love is the same while embodying a different purpose.  However, the goal of our love is the same.  This signifies that the journey and expression of love can be different.  In recognizing this, you accept that your source is the same while you have the freedom to be your unique essence or soul without judgment for yourself and others.  You give yourself and others permission to express the flow of truth while recognising the oneness that is always present.  This is truly liberating and allows judgment and the need to understand to fall away.  You create a space for your truth to be present within you and through you while honouring the same within others."

As I had mentioned earlier, I had not written any post for some weeks.  The truth was I found myself facing some situations or conflict.  At first, I wanted very much to clear things up.  Then I realized the best I could do at this time was to let it be.  It was not easy.  The human I did not want to be judged / misunderstood, and automatically, I wanted to react.  As time went by, I knew I had made the right decision to let it go.  I was at ease and at peace.

Happy New Year!

Love,
Q of D

P.S.  As I looked up the message from Lady Portia, I noticed I subscribed to Natalie Glasson's messages on Nov. 11, 2016, 1111 Angels Day!  I had listened to her messages on YouTube for a couple of years before I suddenly decided to sign up.  Her channeled messages from the loving beings helped me a lot over the years.  If you are interested, please visit her website Sacred School of OmNa - omna.org

Did I feel qualified as a healer?

Greetings!

In He said, "Go to work now!"  and A Remarkable Coincidence , I shared that I always felt I did not know what to do as regards to healing work.

In my Dec. 2001 reading, my guides said through the angel channel that it was important for me to go among people without delay, teach and write.  I did not ask why my guides said that for what I heard was beyond what I thought I could do.

After the restaurant years were over, I eventually followed the guidance to step outside of my family.  As I sat among others, I occasionally felt powerful energy poured into me.  I had no idea why it happened or what went on around me.  At times my body turned to a certain direction or my hands moved because of the energy.  There were times people cried when they happened to touch my hands or when I gave them a hug.  In order not to draw any attention, I often sat near the back in gatherings such as church services.  I took comfort thinking I was the only one that felt or knew the surge of energy.

On the last Thursday of May 2005, I joined a spiritual circle that met every Thursday morning.  Two months later, the teacher of the circle told me that my guide had been urging her to tell me to learn a healing art.  I did not follow the guidance because I could not envision myself working as a healer in a western culture.

Near the end of March 2007, I finally followed the guidance to learn a healing art.  When I told my friends, the teacher of the circle, who was then also the owner of the holistic center, immediately asked me to be the on site healer on Wednesdays.  I did not expect to hear that at all.  Other on site healers were experienced healers that had learned many healing modalities.  Besides, I knew a few of my friends at the circle were Reiki masters.  They had more experience in healing and were more qualified than me.  I talked to the teacher saying my friends would be better on-site healers than me.  However, she said I did not see what she saw, and insisted Wednesday was mine if I accepted.  She was an exceptional spiritual teacher, and a long time professional psychic medium.  She probably saw more in me than I of myself.  To the teacher and my friends of the Thursday circle, I am eternally grateful.

I was with the circle for over two years until I had to move to another state.  New faces walked in to join the circle all the time.  Some of them seemed to know the teacher and the owner of the center well.  The center held different classes, circles and events throughout the week during daytime as well as at night.  I only went to the Thursday morning circle.  Therefore, many might be new to me, but were not new to the center.

Some time in 2006, a woman began coming to the circle.  Whenever I felt powerful energy filled me, she looked at me with her eyes widely opened.  She kept looking at me and paid no attention to the teacher or others.  I found this embarrassing.  I tried to mentally tell her to look at the teacher instead of me.  She did not seem to get my mental message.  A few of my friends could see aura, but they did not act differently when I felt energy all over me.  One day, she came right out to ask others if they saw light radiating from me or around me.  It turned out a couple of my friends (including the original owner of the holistic center) saw it too except they observed discreetly.  (The teacher of the Thursday circle became the new owner in the spring of 2007.)  Therefore, my assumption that no one knew when I was surged with energy was wrong.  Later, the woman told us she was a certified Reiki master.  She was funny.  We enjoyed her joyful presence.

After this happening, I still did not know what really took place when I was surged with energy.  I could have gotten some answers from my friends, but somehow I was not into asking questions.  It took a few more years before I finally asked the question.  One Sunday at the small church in another state, I felt a surge of energy.  A retired minister happened to come back for a visit from another state.  She told me she saw energies flowing out from me to heal different people.  (Re The Lesson of Importance )

When I arrived at another state in late August, 2007, I did not see myself as a healer.  

Some healing modalities required students to take different courses or many levels of training.  I just went to a 2-day healing workshop in March, 2007.  Thanks to the teacher and owner of the center, I got to experience working on some people and a cat.  (Re the healing sessions with the cat, please click to view the featured post or In memory of my friend's wonderful white cat )  With little experience and credential, I felt I was not qualified as a healer.  Most of all, I was self-conscious that how I went about during healing did not conform to the formality of a professional healer.

During this time of reflection, I learn a truth.  I shall continue to share my journey with you in my next post.

Love and blessings,
Q of D

And I Love You So

Greetings!

This morning around 7 a.m. I woke up hearing the song You Raise Me Up.  It was a song I knew and loved.

I believed I heard the song for the first time on TV in 2006.  The singer was Tommy Fleming.  I fell in love with the song.  Though it was one of my favorite songs, I only remembered some of the lyrics.  I chose this song for mother and son dance during my younger son's wedding.  (This was not our Chinese tradition.)  When the music was playing, we were not really dancing because I did not know how to dance.  We sang and I told my son how proud I was of him.

I was happy to hear the song.  I heard it on TV.  I knew the song.  It was not one of those Music in the Air  that sometimes I could not find out what it was.

On March 19, I woke up hearing music.  It was beautiful, yet I had no idea what it was.  I went online.  Somehow, the website I used to go to did not work.  I tried the revised version.  The suggested songs were not the same as what I heard.  After trying for a few more times, I wanted to give up.  Then I saw the suggestion for me to go back to the original website.  It worked.  It was And I Love You So.  I did not know the song.  I loved the words as well as the music.  The music was heard or in my mind throughout the day.

That night the music was very much in the air / my mind.  I wondered if it was my mind that let it go on and on.  So I mentally talked to my guides.  I told them I wanted to sign up for the Friday gathering.  All the while, I still heard the music.  Gradually, I fell asleep and was awoken to see 3:33 a.m.  I sat up to meditate.  In the morning, I woke up hearing And I Love You So again.  I decided to re-write the song as if it was from my guides and soul family - And we love you so, we understand how you feel, sometimes life seems tough, and you feel all alone, yet deep within you know . . . . . .
   
With Sukiyaki, I could not recall the tune except if I listened to it on YouTube or the tune suddenly came to me again.  (Re Why did I wake up hearing a song about Japanese food? )  It had been some days now since I first heard And I Love You So, and it still came on all the time.  It might be the music was beautiful and the song was easy to recall.

As I had mentioned, I was not into remembering songs or lyrics.  If this hearing music upon waking up occurred years earlier (i.e. before I  subscribed to the Internet), I would not be able to find out what I heard. 

Today is March 25.  I published my first post on the same day eight years ago.  Thank you for allowing me to connect with you through this blog.

Love,
Q of D

The Magdalene

Greetings!

On Tuesday March 31, 2009, I went to the healing prayer service which I had participated regularly since Jan. 2008.  I brought with me two books and a disc about Mary Magdalene.  I also printed out some notes of what I had learned from different books.  This day I was determined to speak up.  I loved this small church, and, if we loved Jesus, how could we slight the one he loved the most?

After the prayer service was over, I  talked to my friends.  A brother said he did not know the Catholic Church had cleared Mary's name in 1969.  In fact, most of my friends in the prayer service were not aware of that.  The brother was skeptical of what I learned from the books.  He said someone he knew well had been channeling about Mary Magdalene.  As far as he had heard, there was indeed a darker side about Mary, and it contradicted to what I said.  I said, "According to the book, the Church had cleared Mary's name in 1969.  I do not know the truth.  It may be you can find out from the Internet."  (I only subscribed to the Internet near the end of 2010.  As I was writing this post, I decided to look it up online.  It was true the Church had cleared Mary's name in 1969.)  I looked at my friends in the circle.  I said, "I speak up today because our church portrayed Mary as a sinner during last year's Easter Sunday service.  What I learn from the books may not be totally true, but, I do think we need to have an open mind.  If we love and respect Jesus, how can we disrespect Mary Magdalene, the woman he loved?"

Later, I went to the office to look for the pastor that might be working that day.  She was not there.  When I was about to leave, she walked down the stairs.  Before I got into the details, she said she agreed with me.  (I realized she could be meditating upstairs, and our talking had distracted her.)  She asked to borrow the books and disc.  She promised to read them as well as passed on what I said to the senior pastor.  Thank you, Sister.

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As I was writing this post, some past experiences came to my mind.

One day while I was with the Thursday Circle, a spiritual teacher from another state was with us.  During our talk, she suddenly said she had channeled Mary Magdalene for a while.  She was a Christian, and what came through contradicted to that of the bible.  She did not like conflicts, and decided to stop channeling.  (I was with the circle from May 2005 to August 2007.  This probably happened in 2006.)  I did not ask any question even though I wanted to know more.  It might be I did not want to talk about my own strange experiences (i.e. the small green bible incident and I had brought home the wrong book ).  As a result, we moved on to talk about other subjects.

In my last post If we love Jesus, how can we . . ., I mentioned that for quite some time I did not read the books on Mary Magdalene that my younger son had gifted me.  Subconsciously, I would rather know nothing (or little) about Mary for I did not want to let what I knew tamper the truth.  The spiritual teacher's experience was an example of what I meant.

The author of one of the books that my son gifted me also experienced conflicts as the spiritual teacher did.  The book was Mary Magdalene, Bride in Exile by Margaret Starbird.  There was a supplementary disc at the back of the book.  When I went to the healing prayer circle, I brought with me the disc in which she talked about her experience and what she had found out about Mary the Magdalene after her research.  If you are interested in her talk, please search on YouTube "Bride in Exile, Margaret Starbird".

As I recalled what happened, I thought of the channel that the brother mentioned when we discussed about Mary Magdalene.  Mary was a common name, and there were different women named Mary in the bible.  If the channel believed Mary was a woman of the street, it was likely that was the Mary she channeled through.  Some months earlier, another woman from a nearby state said she channeled messages from the angels.  She eventually realized that she had been channeling from her own ego and fear.  (Re The Unexpected Incident , The Gathering , The Dream of 99 on 4 corners of Big Dollar Bills and Afterthought of the whole experience )

I also remembered an incredible incident that involved Mary.  It happened about a month and a half after I joined the Thursday Circle.  I might share with you in another post.

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The two books that I brought with me on 3/31/2009 were The Gospel of Mary of Magdala by Karen L. King and The Two Marys by Sylvia Browne.  (The former one and the book by Margaret Starbird were my son's gifts to me.)

Was the Magdalene a title?  According to one author's research, Magdala did not exist during Mary's time.  Was it true the name of the place was only found in maps of later years?  As I told the brother, I really did not know the truth.

A few months later, I let my hand guide me to borrow some books from the library.  At home, I began to read Explorer Race and Beyond by Zoosh through Robert Shapiro.  Finally, I found some answers to my questions.  (Re The conclusion of the mystery of a twin sister )

In the book, it talked about Jesus and Mary as well as the Magdalene.

The Magdalene is a functional instrument (energetic instrument) given to individuals who are on a particular line of spiritual connection, not a bloodline . . . Whosoever was getting old and had the Magdalene would pick out a child who felt right . . . then the Magdalene would be given to the child. 

Mary was called Mary the Magdalene after she had received the energetic instrument.  This functional instrument also carried the energies of those that had brought it forth before Mary.  In other words, it now carried Mary's energy and memory of her life too.

Amazingly, as if to confirm what I wrote, I found these words in a recent channeled message by Natalie Glasson -

The Christ Consciousness is known as a pure vibration, expression and consciousness of love.  Master Jesus, the Magdalenes and the many disciples embodied and shared the power of the Christ Consciousness, which is love in action.

What is the Christ Consciousness?  Christ Consciousness is love in action.

Good night!  (Next post She saw an image of a motherly figure )

Many blessings,
Q of D

Sukiyaki on Christmas Morning

Greetings!

Merry Christmas to all!

This morning I woke up hearing Sukiyaki in the air.  I was surprised.  Sukiyaki on the morning of Christmas?  Later in the morning, I could not hum a tune of the music.  This was the third time I woke up hearing this piece of music.  (Re my post  Why did I wake up hearing a song about Japanese food? published in June, 2018) 

In Divine Inspiration and Co-creation , I felt inspired to use my own words as I listened to the music O Come, O Come, Emmanuel played by the Piano Guys.  As if making a song of my own, I could now easily and joyfully sing the song at will.  A few months ago, I woke up hearing 500 Miles (Peter, Paul and Mary version).  I only knew it was 500 miles, and did not know the lyrics.  I listened to it online. 

If you miss the train I'm on

You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
A hundred miles
A hundred miles
A hundred miles
A hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Immediately, I felt the beginning of the song was sad.  I decided to change it.

I'll get on the train you are on
And join the lightworkers gathered there
We go anywhere as guided
to anchor light
We go east
We go south
We go west
We go north
Where there is a need of us, we'll be there

I called this song A Train of Lightworkers. 

As with the O Come, O Come, Emmanuel song, I had since sung my version of 500 Miles (A Train of Lightworkers) when I was in the mood to sing.  As for Sukiyaki , I still had a hard time recalling the tune when the music was not on.  I did not feel the need to do anything as I did with the other two songs.  Why did I hear Sukiyaki this Christmas morning?  I did not understand.  Would I ever know why?  Time would tell.

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I have recently edited my posts on the 2006 Camp Chesterfield trip.  Here are the links to the posts.

A Man's Face on the Moon Card Saved My Day
We are all much more than who we appear to be
Don't be too critical of ourselves and others

It is a nice Christmas.  The weather is calm, and there is no snow.  It is a joy to see my loved ones. 

Peace and blessings,
Q of D 
                                         

What wisdom do I have?

Greetings!

While writing I gave myself a timeout because I could not stop laughing , I realized the recall of that particular incident was not by chance.  It was in truth an answer to a question that I said out loud one recent afternoon.

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One afternoon, I picked up a body, mind and spirit magazine that was stacked under a few of my notebooks.  I had gotten it a while back, but had not read it.  A long list of universal laws with brief explanation next to each law took up the first few pages of the magazine.  After glancing over the first few laws, I decided to skip those pages.  I knew myself.  I would forget most of the laws even if I read them.  I went on to read articles that I was interested in.

Later, I put down the magazine.

The list of universal laws came to my mind.  I did not know there were that many universal laws!  It showed how little that I knew.  Indeed, there were lots of spiritual stuff that I did not know.  In a way, it was good for me.  With not knowing, I listened with an open mind.  Since I followed the guidance to go among people in 2005, I had heard many interesting lectures, inspiring speeches and touching personal stories.  Sitting on the couch, I thought of the wonderful people that I had met over the years.  Some of them were very wise and knowledgeable in spiritual matters.

Suddenly, I remembered a recent gathering.  There were three facilitators.  Two were exceptional healers with different gifts and abilities.  One was a gifted channel that channeled universal wisdom from ascended beings and beings of other planets.  During the meeting, people asked for advice as well as a variety of questions on many subjects.  The facilitators were very knowledgeable.  They responded honestly and truthfully.  Some people answered the questions from their perspective too.

Since moving back to this state in 2012, I had been to their meetings 3 or 4 times.  They had meetings at least once a month.  I would love to be there more often, but the place of the meeting was not close to where I lived.  In the last seven months, my 2001 car had one problem after another.  Therefore, I had only gone to a couple of spiritual meetings in 2018.  (One of the gatherings was with another group).  Despite of the car problems, I had planned to drive there by myself.  It had rained during the night, and did not stop as the day came.  I decided to ask my son to take me there.  Though he had no interest at all in spiritual matters, he had always told me he was willing to drive me anywhere.  (The last time he went to a spiritual gathering with me was in June 2016.  Re Two Powerful Healers from Another State, The healer gave me a healing session and I asked to be a channel of healing, and I was )

My son dropped me off at that place.  He went to visit other places while I attended the gathering.

When I sat among other people, I often sat through the gathering without saying anything.  I only spoke up when I really had something to say or there was a strong prompting from within.  I had not said anything in my previous attendance with this group.  However, on this day, I felt the need to speak up.  For a brief while, I offered a different view by sharing an experience.

When the 2-hour gathering was over, I stood up to leave right away because my son might have come to pick me up.  Before I walked out of the door, a tall young man stopped me.  He said, "May I give you a hug.  What you said earlier was very, very good and deep.  Thank you."  We hugged.  I left.

What I shared briefly was but a personal experience in my simple words.  With the recall of this incident, I could not help but wondered aloud -

                                              What wisdom do I have? 

In fact, I had asked this question every now and then since my 2001 December reading.  The known angel channel said my guides and angels urged me to go among people, teach and share my wisdom.  I graduated from high school (not in USA).  I lived a simple life as a daughter, a wife and then a mother.  I struggled mentally and emotionally during the challenging restaurant years.  Many nights I sat in the dark with tears dripping down my face.  What wisdom did I have?  If I was wise, I should have been able to maintain my peace and handle life challenges with ease.

Then another scene came to my mind.  After a gathering was over, I left the building and walked toward my car.  A man walked to me.  He was in the gathering, and had talked quite a bit during the meeting.  Many in the gathering knew him, but it was the first time we met.  He said, "Earlier, you say you are not good in English.  You talk for a while during the meeting.  As you speak, I can feel the energy in your voice.  I want to tell you that your English is enough.  You should speak more for your words are powerful."

The man said my words were powerful.  It might be he felt the electricity in my voice as a few others had said after I spoke.  It reminded me of an incident that happened many years ago.  I was about to leave when a woman asked the spiritual teacher (a psychic) and a workshop facilitator about a physical condition that had been troubling her.  Something came to my mind.  I turned and said what I got.  The three of them exclaimed at the same time saying, "That is exactly what I need to hear today!"  Afterward, they looked at each other while I stood there feeling puzzled.  How could what I said be for all of them?  The psychic explained, "The three of us had different concerns in our mind.  It was in your voice that each one of us got what we needed to hear."  The woman and the facilitator nodded in agreement.  The workshop facilitator asked, "What is your name again?" 

On another occasion, a kind woman tried to teach me how to use the computer.  I said, "You had been a teacher for many lifetimes. That is why you are good at communication and teaching."  Upon hearing that, she broke down.  She cried for a long time.  Later, she talked to me about the deep sorrow she had held within since her parents passed away.  On the surface, what I said had nothing to do with healing, but she was able to release her pain as she cried.  (Re I saw no purpose of being there )

There might be something in my voice.  However, in my view, wisdom was being wise, intelligent and knowledgeable.  I saw myself as a regular person living an ordinary life.  I was neither wiser nor more intelligent than others.  And, there was a lot of spiritual stuff that I did not know.  When I talked, my words were simple words that had nothing to do with wisdom. 

So there I was that afternoon sitting on the couch and wondering aloud "What wisdom do I have?"

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On May 31, I woke up remembering the I gave myself a timeout incident.   I decided to share the experience.  As I was writing that post, the recall of the teacher's words was like a light bulb that went on in my head.  She said, "Be who you are.  Just be."  In readings, I had received similar guidance too.  I realized I had forgotten We are all much more than who we appear to be.  We were (are) embodiment and expressions of the divine.  However, I always looked at what happened from the standpoint as a human being, and forgot the truth that I AM.  (Click to view Who Smiles? Who Sees? )

In life, we all went through many situations and relationships.  I saw the value of sharing our insights or aha moments.  What we learned from an experience might help another person to look at his or her situation from another angle.  Other people's talks had inspired me, and it was in order that others might find my experience inspiring too.

The other day I read in a spiritual newsletter * that "many misunderstand wisdom as being wise and intelligent, but it is in the knowing . . ."  In other words, wisdom is within you and me for the Source of our being is all knowing.  In To forgive is first and most of all for the good of ourselves , I suddenly opened my mouth and said something I had not thought about.  What I said happened to be true, and brought about healing for a sister.  Indeed, the knowing was from within.  (* It is a newsletter with channeled messages from ascended masters and archangels.  The words I recalled might not be exact.)

We are all much more than who we appear to be .  Be who we are.  Just be.

Many Blessings,
Q of D