The Ascension!!?

Really people?

I thought you were smarter than this?

I’m speechless. *sigh*

Words cannot describe what people are willing to believe.

And we are NOT heading to the Female age. 

We need to get rid of these isims poisoning our world.

It’s Balance we are working towards. Without balance we are doomed to fail and the balance to feminine is?????? Masculine.

To quote Highlander

B A L A N C E!!

Working together not divided.

The ascension is new age bollocks stemming from a multi billion dollar industry created by people who don’t know the first thing about death and the evolution of the Universe on a Spiritual level because they’re too busy counting dollars.

Slaves, The Hindenburg disaster and North Carolina

Okay so you won’t believe this one. I’m here staying with my Bitch Cill, and her friends find out what I am and tell her about their family home being active.

Cill says ‘well my bitch can totally sort you out’ right…..

So that was yesterday I was booked to go see them. I knew her son was gifted and had the most experiences so I was preparing myself to question him and steal him to become my youngest student and first proper male student of the juniors when I started to get images and made a connection to who was at the house.

I said to Cill and her husband, ‘I think they are slaves, and they are waiting for me’. We got in the car to leave and it all began. Cilla recorded some of this by the way.

So I knew that slaves hid in the property in the woods. It was a safe house. They hid then skimmed along the water at the back to follow the coast line up north.

I knew a German lady knew they were there. As we got closer I knew they were in their dozens following the car. I couldn’t breath. My heart was pounding. I put my headphones on to try and concentrate. 

I could see sailors, airmen, people falling from the sky. I saw slaves hiding, men with horses and dogs, women dressed in southern style dress, crinolin style, WW2 planes, could hear Glen Miller Band style music, orchestra type music, people mingling and I saw a big white house with a porch with white railings on the front.

We turn down the long country drive way and there was the White House with white railings.

Out they came, the dead. In their droves. Men on horses, horses and carts, slaves peeking, dogs, a rabbit, a small girl and boy, fishermen, soldiers and more.

I take this boy aside and tell him what I see, and he confirmed everything.

He seemed stunned at what I was saying. Because I was confirming his experiences. I couldn’t know this stuff. Not even Cill did. I’m still stunned by the whole experience.

We salted the thresholds. Then I began with the bell and pendulum with the help of Cill, this boy and another little light I picked up along the way who was connected to the property.

I heard the name Margaret and Elizabeth, John, Adam and Ireland.

So we get inside and I am taken around the house and I see parties, tears as someone waits for a son to return from war, servants etc…And a young girl of about 7 waiting on the stairs. She died of TB or Influenza or something like that. She was isolated from everyone and was desperately lonely. She liked the person I had met at the property { little light).

I saw a small boy of about 4, a couple of women, an old grumpy sailor, airmen, and people falling out of the sky. I feel like the slaves were coming into the property and going down under where we were standing.

I know the German woman knew they were there and was terrified of getting caught. Men on horses would come up the drive and she would turn stoic and strong. Almost belligerent but in a way only women can do, where the message is received by both sides but there is no admission of guilt or capitulation on her part.

I went and opend the connection to the afterlife where I felt it needed it most, then I began to balance the energy and draw everyone who was passed in to me so I could cross them over and I saw them coming off the water too, like white wisps, coming out of the trees across the water as this house is a coastal property. So the sailors made sense now. They went out and never came back. The young Male student saw this too.

They were the first to cross over. Then the kids and airmen, soldiers etc…..Then we went to the last room and there were the falling people and it was so hot I felt like I was burning. The room was full of war memorabilia including a piece of the Hindenburg.

The actual Hindenburg. The Zeppelin that crashed in New Jersey in 1939 I believe. 

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hindenburg_disaster
This man was afraid to cross over because he wore two faces and I’m sure he knew it was doomed to fail. I felt two faced like a double agent. He was afraid of going to hell because of what happened. He swears he didn’t think it would go like that. I think he was German working for the US, he just wanted the war over with. He thought it would bring peace somehow I think. That it helped pave roads to peace sort of thing.

The pendulum told me right away while it was saying everything had crossed over, I knew it was false. I knew he was still there. So I talked to him and told him how it works on the other side, told him he could trust me etc….And then held my hand out and said ‘when your ready to go take my hand’. I was burning up it was so hot. But…

Then I felt taps all over the place. Cill felt it on her finger. 

The slaves, the one who spoke, was first or second generation African. There was a feeling of not being too sure why he was being treated so badly. He couldn’t understand why this so called God was going to punish his life just because he was black. He was like ‘Is it because I’m black? Is my blood not the same colour? My tears? My bones are white like yours, what is my crime?’

It was horrible. I told him that he was the beautiful man he was born to be but unfortunately he was born at a time when the world was blind and stupid. I assured him his family were waiting, all of their families were. I assured him his suffering and fear would go and he would be at peace. I assured him and all he had to do was see the four of our light to know we were good people.

They crossed. All of them did. 

I closed the door and shut all of my new helpers down and we were taken to the cemetery at the side of the property which felt lovely and there we saw Margaret, Elizabeth and John and Adam was someone’s last name and I’m yet to find the connection to Ireland and who this German woman is.

But I’d say it was a pretty awesome day and I know the place is feeling different already because the young boy who had seen spirits there since a child, said it before I did.

He’s incredible. I can’t wait to teach him. He’s only 15. I’ve also taken on a 7yr old boy too.

Woohoo.

I LOVE North Carolina, it’s just too damn hot and I’ll get so bloody fat I’ll get obese in 6 months and I’ve worked too damn hard on this stupid body to go back to that dark hole lol

I need snow , or a swimming pool lol

I love my life and in 5 sleeps I get to see my Honey again. 

The Pink Moon (update)

So we know its because the Moon is really close to Jupiter and that’s why it appears pink.

But the Native peoples or First Natives believed because it was such a rare occurrence it signified New Beginnings.

I don’t find this coincidence at all given our current political and economic turmoil that is occurring globally.

The calm is descending upon the earth.

Evil is finally being purged. WW3 will not occur no matter how hard they try to create one.

You’ll see a rise in ghost and UFO sightings too. Watch news sites like Yahoo. Lone terror attacks too. In random places.

It’s because no one really cares about Isis anymore when their backyards are erupting into chaos. 

Rage is building and people’s tolerances for the Isims of the world are growing thin.

But please, don’t give into the fear.

Together we stand, divided we fall. Just hang in there a little bit longer.

It’s coming. I can feel it. The planet is bracing herself for a mass purge.

Much like a dog after a dousing for fleas and ticks.

They need to perpetuate fear but people have mostly given up and many have nothing to lose now because they’ve been beaten into submission.

But this truth caught on camera will be revealed and hell breaks loose in the same way a forest needs to start a fire to clear the scrub land to make way for new growth.

Out of shit grows roses as I say.

Well this pink moon is everything I’ve been feeling since 1st April 2017

Something is coming, its close. Really close.

I feel restless. But in a calm, peaceful way.

Change comes for me, I’m already packing and I don’t even have a place to call home yet, I just know it’s coming. Hold on to your hat and all that. Something is coming that changes my life and it’s close.

I fly out to see my Bitch tomorrow in North Carolina. If the Cleansing hits while I’m there, so be it.

But I know it brings a new dawn.

The moon foretold it. It’s for all of us as a whole and as individuals people.

As people protest, as people stand up to the fake news and Isims of the world you can feel a calm descending across the Universe. 

Can anyone else feel it? As mad as that sounds with all that’s going on, can’t you feel it?

And I’m telling you now, Russia saves the world once again.

It is they and they alone who will get full credit for stopping World War Three and I feel like something happens that gets Trump out. But he flees, or chooses to abscond. It’s never him I seeing getting removed from the planet. But my whatever he is, J See’s Trump in peril but I always see Obama. However he did used to dream of Obama. 

Something is coming. It’s not good to feel like this the day before I fly to North Carolina lol

But guess what? I am going to Washington DC to see the White House SCREAM!!!!!!

I mean!!!! History or what? I’m gonna cry, I just know it. You have no idea how many times as a kid I wanted to be inside that building.

Where it all happened. America’s history right there. I hope we stop in Philadelphia too coz I’ll for sure cry.

America’s History is my favourite period of history. I don’t know why. When I was 16 I read The Concise History of the Republic of America. It was thousands of pages if I remember. It was HUGE hurt your arms to lift it.

Took me a month. I’ve always been able to place myself IN the book. It’s why I loved James Herbert (who I believed they killed because he’d been writing about The Illuminati for decades. The Others is about PizzaGate.

Sepulchre, Portent, The Spear etc…..He knew his shit. )

Anyway, so I’m gonna be right there, where I imagined standing so many times.

George Washington, I just love him. He had balls. Not perfect, but who is?

I’m gonna cry ugly tears with snot and everything. It’s going to be a very proud moment for me.

I can’t wait to call myself a Newmerican???? Or Amerlander? 

Just please, hang in there a little longer. It’s nearly over. The darkness fades faster every day now thanks to the Internet.

Also I want to thank from the bottom of my heart all of those who contacted me after I had that episode with the disturbing images a couple of weeks ago.

It meant so much to me that so many of you reached out to me.

I promise you I’m completely fine now. Sadly I’m no stranger to disturbing images. I’m so grateful it didn’t affect me as a kid. It did when I was little, like 6ish but as a 9-10yr old I knew it was something educational not threatening. Something to observe rather than fear. Now I know why.

I didn’t in my early 20s. I had a crisis in faith and even went back to the church for guidance.

The Nun I became friends with was so beautiful. I genuinely loved her. She explained my apocalyptic images as versus from the Bible playing out in my head. Things of the past, testing my faith etc….She said I’d find my answer one day and it would lead me to my Father.

I always thought she meant God, but my Teacher reckons she meant my Dad. Which is true. Genetics is all The dead are. My Father’s death changed my life. Started a chain of events that changed everything. I’m still feeling the effects of the changes now.

But my visions from then are now playing out for real in the world and I can’t even put into words what that’s like for me.

Surreal doesn’t even come close. So when I see disturbing ones like I saw…………I know it’s real. I can’t deny it or put it down to the Bible playing out in my mind.

I then being Empathic absorb the pain, fear, emotions of the victims, all of it, the hopelessness, the hope, the confusion etc…I fuckin HATE being Empathic. These new age fucks have no idea how hard it is to be Empathic. It’s horrible.

But I was also born being able to step into the moment physically, I can walk around the room and observe it and leave the room etc……So I observe things. I remember them. 

But I haven’t mastered how to manipulate the environment yet, at the moment it’s observational only. I’m assuming it’s because of The Butterfly Effect?

But my point is, I’m not stupid, because of that I’m not holding on to the things I know I can’t control, only observe and you can beat your sweet ass I’m telling those babies to hold on just a little bit longer.

Police Officers, Hardened Army Splicers will need therapy when they’re rescuing these poor Souls I promise you.

I’m not hardened to it. I absorn it, then I have to detract for a bit to cry and let it out. We MUST get our emotional blockages and issues out of us. We’re spiritual cups. We can only hold so much emotion before the cup runneth over.

Because of how Spirit trained me, I know all I can do is let it come out as it is meant to. I just try not to go dark.

I cry, for a couple of days, I have comfort around me, I get hugs from my sons and Protector who kindly listens, I talk to Mama Sam, she’s just the best. She’s my Feminine Balance, my Ex, my Masculine. 

Then he makes me Dadbabs or Chicken Wraps and I get stoned and Spirit then explain it all to me and I listen to music to center me again and I’m happy as a lark because it’s over with, I understand it and I wait for the good stuff to come from it.

Spirit never let me hold on to it. They always explain things to me in a way that ALWAYS makes sense.

They are the only ones who can make me laugh when I’m angry or stop yelling when I’m grumpy at them.

So I promise you, I’m fine, I appreciate your concern.

I love you all for caring.

Also I’ve given up looking for a dress to wear when I get married in December. Stoopid dresses are dumb anyway.

So you can stop sending me examples. It’s a prison. I can’t have much lol

I’m just gonna cry in a heap on the floor now.

My brain is skipping time from my hand???

So recently I’ve been having a real issue with skipping back and forth through time between my physical self and my conscious self.

But its hard to explain so I’ll write this as best I can. I’ll type slow, so read slow lol

Ever since I transitioned with my gift where I now time slip during all readings and Spirit connections I’ve discovered messages and written notes hidden in conversations I’m having with people.

Because 99% of my work is conducted online I’ve found that when I’m typing messages that when I read back make no sense to what we are talking about until further in the conversation when I’ll then think of what it was I wrote previously. But I have no recollection of what I wrote the first time until I re read it.

So for example, I might to talking to a student about say their telepathy test.

Later on we will be talking about bumble bees and when I reread what I sent in the conversation about her test there will be a whole line about bumble bees that makes no sense to what we were even talking about and its freaky because its placed right in the sentence like this example.

(this is an example, not an actual conversation)

‘Okay, so don’t worry about it Babygirl, just relax and go with what you feel over what you think because I forgot to tell Abraham never put soap in that dish because it makes it easier to receive the message’.

Also I’m finding notes around the house I have no memory of writing that then take me months to decipher and when I do they make perfect sense. I’m gonna put these symbols up of what I’ve written on pieces of paper my ex has been keeping.

But then later in the conversation we will start talking about her brother Abraham and how he’s having trouble washing a pot. 

So its like I’m writing a conversation that hasn’t taken place yet before it happens minutes before, sometimes even days.

I then have to go back and correct the conversation. I’m always like ‘Where did that even come from? It makes no sense’.

So, yes, it seems its not just time slipping into the future lol

And the real kicker? Its now happening to my top student too. It seems I’m really good at teaching people how to time travel lol 

I’m plagued by disturbing images

I keep seeing children, entire families of children handed over to darkness.

Some were celebrities, some not.

A few years ago I kept having a series of dreams where ferral like children and adults were coming down from the mountains in somewhere very kinda Virginia like.

People in White vans with the most loving hearts were calling out for these people who looked so dazed and confused.

I believe 90% of missing and exploited children and missing persons are being taken to the same people, taken for the same people, and some of the Spirit called ‘The favourites’ are still alive. Some in their 30s and 40s now.

Missing people, missing children, all used for the same purpose.

Some of which has to do with what’s in The Arctic.

They have underground towns all over the world. Bus loads of people I’ve seen disappear into deserts never to be seen again.

Parents giving up their children then getting to start new lives all over again.

And in these dreams the grown ups were all eating ‘citizen dogs’.

Human hotdogs. I’m now wondering if this wasn’t Pizza gate. I have this dated and documented too as proof I said this years ago.

I remember in all my dreams about these missing children that it was odd how they revered all the animals around them yet ate people as hotdogs.

As the vans were driving around talking these people and children down from the hills they were coming down looking unclean, and dazed, and almost zombie like but with fear and disbelief in their eyes and those of us in the vans walking to wrap blankets and stuff around them knew some of these kids had never been let outside in the years they were missing.

That seeing trees, modern cars, etc….Was scary and confusing to them. They had this programmed reaction of almost ‘zero emotional reaction’ 

Like, they’d been conditioned to not react because crying or screaming for help just gave them more pain so they just taught themselves to close their eyes and wait for it to be over.

Some when they return, won’t ever recover.

I’ve not slept much. I don’t know why I’m seeing it all again but if I named some of the famous people I saw in my dream you’d be shocked at how far spread this is.

I’ve had a week of having to deal with these revelations of how far spread it is.

From who is involved, who handed over their kids, who raised their kids into it, who they sacrificed, who they threw to the slaughter, the mother child sacrifices, and what I call The Collection Agencies.

I hope this is because the lid is about get blown off and the truth finally revealed.

Because Trump is running out of time I feel and it’s making me nervous.

To top it off, I now have Spirits running around my room. One of them has been here all night and then jumped on the bed.

*Sigh* I was hoping I’d have no more premonitions about the Cleansing but if I’m right, the shit is about to hit the fan and it may be while I’m in the US staying with my Bestie and seeing my man in a few days.

The news networks are about to end their careers, and things being caught on camera, reporters and news anchors resigning with the embarrassment, SJWs and AntiFas, etc…All about to be the laughing stock of history. It feels so close, I’m almost nervous with anticipation.

Oh and political scandal, and Royal scandal too.

I just feel like someone is going to die, a head of state or something and all below breaks loose then it all comes down like a house of cards.

I’m nervous and now thanks to my visions, emotionally disturbed.