I kinda lost myself today for a bit. Our daughter’s birthday is coming up soon and she wants to invite some people in her life over. She already knows the friends she has not been able to play with the past year won’t be allowed to come so she decided to reach out to others in the family. Well that didn’t go as planned for her. I had told her it was possible she would be told no due to the “virus”. She insisted she was willing to take that on.
But given she is still so young, I was prepared for her disappointment. But I wasn’t prepared for was my own reaction.
I have kept as much of a positive attitude as I have been able to the past year. I have continued to search for new like-minded friends for her – continued to keep her focused on other things. We’ve even bought her more toys/books/etc. than normal to help soothe the pain in her heart and mind over the changes of the past year.
So you could say today a lot of that came up and out of me and I just melted down. Seeing my girl in pain – tears rolling down her face – I just couldn’t “deal” with being in that neutral space.
I got through it. We got through it. Together. Talked. Hugged.
When this “war” and all that surrounds it impacts your family – your child – and creates division among friends AND family – it just gets to be “too much”.
It is my ONLY WISH at this point – my biggest desire – to see the truth played out for all without ANY OPPOSITION or censoring. The truth – the whole truth and nothing BUT the truth. This trickle has gone on long enough – and no matter what I say or present to others who feel vastly different than I do – who are following the whole virus/pandemic story – they ain’t budging. Not one bit.
I keep saying “use critical thought” – which is what you do when you look at all sides to what is being presented by the system(s). Today I remembered something I learned years ago when I was an audio book translator. At the time I read an essay about the modern day education system in the western world and how it was modeled after the Prussian (Indoctrination) system of education: Teach the children just enough to be good supporters (slaves) OF the system where critical thought is absent from the menu.
Well I certainly remember being on the receiving end of resistance from teachers when I would question what was being taught. That expanded into the world of religion, business and even family and friends. There are some of us that simply could not be “programmed” or “spoon fed” without questioning the spoon and what was on it. Call it a feistiness – coupled with an absolute disdain for being told how and what to think. The ultimate goal: Truth & Freedom.
On to a gematria. I saw someone on anon up dot com suggest we gematria something on Elon Musk’s twitter page: Imperator of Mars. (which is 1122 in english gematria – interesting as it has been one of my number combos over 20 years). Here are some results:
Four Four 44
Four Four
From The President
God Bless The USA
Schumann Resonance (which spiked again at the 17:00 hour)
The Great Solar Flash
Numerical Holograph
I Am Free I Am Free At Last
Covid nineteen hoax
Immediately end hoax
“Happy Birthday” little Friend.
You have many good wishes from all of your mom’s friends.
That makes us your friend, too.
Think how many that is…1000’s
of birthday wishes. God Bless you! Grandma Shirley
I think about the children growing up a lot. I wonder what it is to raise a child today I have no contact with anyone raising a child especially a typical one. My twins have autism severe so I hung with others of the same, however, some of them if not most had typical siblings. It has always felt like I was understood. My loss was so great and worse the older they are now. I just went through six weeks of grief even with this hope for our future. It was my bottom. I gave God everything I had and surrendered at 66 years old. I know I was heard. I saw signs everywhere. As far as what is my life has been harder and more challenging raising them. Now, it is up to divine intervention for them I just want them to be free of suffering ie., seizures, no language skills, severely impaired and so much more. I am grateful for what you share including the stages of motherhood I never knew.
Happy Birthday:)