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But even if it had that, THE LADY IN THE CAR WITH GLASSES AND A GUN is like a bad episode of THE TWILIGHT ZONE. The problem with THE LADY IN THE CAR WITH GLASSES AND A GUN is that to truly talk about this movie and my problem with it, I need to reveal the big spoiler at the end. Instead of returning it immediately, she decides to take the scenic route, stopping at various locations, including the beach, countryside, hotel, and gas station.
There’s a scene midway through X-MEN: APOCALYPSE where a few young new members are having a discussion as they are walking out of a theater showing RETURN OF THE JEDI (The story takes place in the 1980’s).
Director Bryan Singer returns for his fourth X-MEN film and appears to have lost his passion for the subject. In DAYS OF FUTURE PAST, Quicksilver (Evan Peters) was a highlight in an already very good film.  Once again his character steals the show as the one shining light within the mediocrity.
If you’ve ever heard the old saying “Be careful what you wish for…you may get it,” then you have something in common with chef and restaurant owner Rene’ Redzepi.  When we first meet him he is beaming from ear to ear as his restaurant, NOMA, is named the number one restaurant in the world for an amazing third straight year.  Where else can you go from there? Sometimes a great actress can make an average movie seem better than it is and that’s the case with JOY.
Although the story of Joy is interesting, there was something about the character, her surrounding family support system and the story itself that was a little off-putting.
Although it’s admirable how the main character pulled herself up from such a disparate situation and took matters into her own hands in several instances and eventually became a success, the problem is that her journey was more frustrating than uplifting.
Joy, Strength and Perseverance (20:22) An interesting piece featuring some nice interviews with the cast and crew.
It’s difficult to be a connoisseur of parody movies when the last memorable one was created over a decade and a half ago. While I could care less about Freidberg and Seltzer’s inevitable decay into obscurity, it’s unfortunate seeing one of the Wayans fail to live up to their potential, especially Marlon who we’ve seen in REQUIEM FOR A DREAM and IN LIVING COLOR. The post Post Civil War: 10 movies still to look forward to this summer appeared first on Flix 66.
Direct-to-video action flicks do have a lower standard to uphold than wide release movies of the same genre. The biggest name is this action opus is Dolph Lundgren, AKA Ivan Drago, who specializes in these sorts of films. Meanwhile Jack left behind incriminating evidence against Balam and many of the city officials. While working at Life magazine in the 1950s, photographer Robert Drew began to ponder why documentary films were so stale in style. The post The Kennedy Films of Robert Drew & Associates Criterion Collection Blu-ray Review appeared first on Flix 66. In 1960, Drew launched Drew Associates, with the intent on bringing a certain {ahem} life to the documentary that still images were capturing at the time. The films compiled for this release are strictly focused on the campaigns, victories and death of John F.
FACES OF NOVEMBER (1964) was never supposed to be made—not four years after Drew and associates first met Kennedy, at least. Throughout the films, the style and approach is aimed to capture events as they happen, to be in the thick of the thickest.
Considering that the films were shot on 16mm more than 50 years ago, it’s expected that the footage would be in fairly rough shape.
Also included with this Criterion Collection release is an essay by documentary film curator and writer Thom Powers.
REQUIEM FOR THE AMERICAN DREAM is the definitive discourse with Noam Chomsky, widely regarded as the most important intellectual alive, on the defining characteristic of our time – the deliberate concentration of wealth and power in the hands of a select few. Purportedly James Allen who made this video died of supposed radio isotope poisoning (about as suspicious as it gets). Military-aeronautical Illustrator Mark McCandlish was riding the wave of success making images of classified projects for the military-industrial complex.
Then he made a drawing of a top secret project that he wasn’t supposed to know about.
Mark McCandlish was an internationally-recognized artist who has specialized in aviation and conceptual art within the defense and aerospace industries for the better part of the last thirty year, serving the needs of many of the top American corporations in this regard.
One of his former art school friends named Brad Sorenson had gone to an air show at Norton Air Base on November 12, 1988. Mark met with Brad after they talked on the phone and Brad told Mark the smallest of the three saucers had panels removed so everyone could see the inside of the ship and also had cutaway drawings on display. Mark McCandish after his meeting with Brad Sorenson draw a cutaway blueprint of the ARV (Fluxliner). Capacitors charged to one million volts, causes the vehicle to hover, by stress-energy tensor of high voltage.
The power system start up is believed to be two deep cycle marine batteries that supply power to the primary coil. The TR-3B vehicle’s outer coating is reactive to electrical stimulation and can change color, reflectiveness, and radar absorptiveness, thus making the vehicle look like a small aircraft or a flying cylinder- or even tricking radar receivers into falsely detecting a variety of aircraft, no aircraft, or several aircraft at various locations.
Sandia and Livermore laboratories developed the reverse engineered MFD (Magnetic Field Disruptor ) technology. The plasma, mercury based, is pressurized at 250,000 atmospheres at a temperature of 150 degrees Kelvin and accelerated to 50,000 rpm to create a super-conductive plasma with the resulting gravity disruption. The mass of the circular accelerator and all mass within the accelerator, such as the crew capsule, avionics, MFD system, fuels, crew environmental systems, and nuclear reactor, are reduced by 89%. This video may contain copyrighted material the use of which has not always been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. The Earth has been visited by advanced Inter-Stellar Civilizations that can travel through other dimensions faster than the speed of light.
For centuries, we have been conditioned with the axiom, “If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, then it must be a duck,” but is it really a duck every single time?
Due to the extensive amount of data, I will be writing a multiple part story designed to go in-depth covering three major areas in the order of importance that Dr. Today I would like to give you an overview and begin by sharing a story: A true story not about a 13 centimeter specimen nicknamed Ata with DNA factors yet to be determined, but a story of a man who has been inspired over the course of his life. I had a very clear sighting with one of these objects when I was about eight or nine years of age, and it coincided with the time when my uncle was designing the lunar module for Guimond and, of course, I had a great interest in space from him.
Allow me to interject some vital aspects that may better help you understand the nature of consciousness.
Because these two terms are exchangeable, it has become difficult for science, namely physics, to properly distinguish and articulate things in a way we can all grasp. Here is where this story gradually begins to morph from a man seemingly chasing after UFO’s to a story about the environment. What I tell people is, these objects are not using oil or jetting fuel or rockets to move from one star system to another or to move non-linearly. The facts contained in the Sirius documentary disclose various layers of information pertaining to the cover up.
This is an interesting science story, environmental story, political story and human story.
As I conclude this segment of the story, what impresses me the most is Steven’s solidarity.
Our modern civilization is likely to be confronted with the biggest paradigm shift in the perception of reality ever, and through our productions we wish to bring insight from the forefront of this development.
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IkkanDok is a set of knowledge that puts online and provides various topics and featuring the scariest video the strangest and most surprising of science, science fiction, history, the world of animeaux. The documentary film PlantPure Nation tells the story of three people on a quest to spread the message of one of the most important health breakthroughs of all time.
In the 1990s, people began to notice that the contrails normally emitted by aircraft were lingering in the sky, forming cloud cover and blocking out the sun. From these tests people have become aware that they are being sprayed – but this gives rise to more questions than it answers.
To try and answer the how, we can look at the list of patents that are related to this sort of technology, and from doing so can conclude that this is entirely possible.
People investigating have been monitoring aircraft to try and identify those that are carrying out the spraying. Here is a small selection of existing videos and photos showing chemtrails as they are being sprayed and the effect of doing so. From these photos and videos I think you’d have to agree that these are not regular contrails but are in actual fact chemtrails. Just as a reminder, a normal contrail is caused by water vapour freezing in certain atmospheric conditions. Kristen Meghan, a former member of the United States Air Force where she was an environmental engineer, has come forward to attest to chemtrail programmes being operated out of bases she worked at. Allan Buckman, who worked for the US Air Force as a weather observer has also come forward to say that chemtrails are real. This is but a small selection of insiders who have come forward to help expose chemtrail programmes. But not only have whistle-blowers come forward to give us information about these programmes. The German Air Force were caught spraying over Germany which appeared on the national news in Germany. National Geographic recently published the following article about geo-engineering, admitting that it is already in use and arguing that it won’t work forever. The globalist think tank, the Council of Foreign Relations, has advocated for geo-engineering programmes to fight global warming along with a ‘global’ administrative body to run the said programmes. Climate scientists have proposed using this exact method of dumping millions of tonnes in the atmosphere to “fight global warming.” See climate scientist David Keith advocate its use on the 20th Feb 2010 at the American Association for the Advancement of Science meeting in San Diego at this link. I haven’t explained to you why they are doing this and who is doing it, my aim was solely to convince you that this is a real programme for which there are plenty of facts and hard evidence to support its existence. Newly declassified FBI documents prove that the government knew Hitler was alive and well, and living in the Andes Mountains long after World War II. Recently released FBI documents are beginning to show that not only was Hitler and Eva Braun’s suicide faked, the infamous pair might have had help from the director of the OSS himself, Allen Dulles. In one FBI document from Los Angles, it is revealed that the agency was well aware of a mysterious submarine making its way up the Argentinian coast dropping off high level Nazi officials. In a Los Angeles letter to the Bureau in August of 1945, an unidentified informant agreed to exchange information for political asylum. The informant not only knew Hitler was in Argentina, he was one of the confirmed four men who had met the German submarine.
The Argentinian government not only welcomed the former German dictator, but also aided in his hiding. While for obvious reasons the informant is never named in the FBI papers, he was credible enough to be believed by some agents. Even with a detailed physical description and directions the FBI still did not follow up on these new leads. Along with the FBI documents detailing an eye witness account of Hitler’s whereabouts in Argentina, more evidence is coming to light to help prove that Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun did not die in that bunker. In 1945, the Naval Attache in Buenos Aires informed Washington there was a high probability that Hitler and Eva Braun had just arrived in Argentina.
Further proof comes in the form of architect Alejandro Bustillo who wrote about his design and construction of Hitler’s new home which was financed by earlier wealthy German immigrants. Perhaps the most damming evidence that Hitler did survive the fall of Germany lies in Russia. It was not only General Eisenhower who was concerned over Hitler’s compete disappearance, Stalin also expressed his concerns. With all of the new found evidence coming to light, it is possible and even likely that not only did Hitler escape from Germany; he had the help of the international intelligence community. It would not be the first time the OSS helped a high ranking Nazi official to escape punishment and capture.
The other core theme is the alleged existence of a Nazi flying saucer program and the many evidential strands that this area generates.
Bringing us to the the latter part of the twentieth century the documentary illustrates the many sightings of unknown crafts around the Antartic region and the theoretical basis for polar wormholes as entrance and exit points for visiting extraterrestrial spaceships and the possible involvement of HAARP, as well as asking why nearly all American Antarctic bases seem to be populated by agents of the National Security Agency and CIA. I went to a workshop at Omega Institute, Rhinebeck, New York, and I had a few early morning hours dancing seemingly alone in the moonlight, which will stay with me. It was 4:00 am on that other morning, and I had slept soundly and felt rested and excited about the learning that was occurring in me, but I also felt completely alone.
This is the day I have set aside to explore my close surroundings before I head out on my Maui adventure activities for the next seven days.
As I allow the disappointment to get as big and painful as it needs too, something happens that has happened many times in my life during difficult experiences.
During a recent trip to Maui, I rediscovered that beautiful child in the eyes of the aging woman Ia€™ve become. For many years, I searched to be a better person, to become wiser, and to learn how to live a full and productive life, and to be admired. Patience has been my work this year and Ia€™ve learned much about the difference between tolerance and patience.
The voting was heavy and because most of us know each other in some way, our politics are often known. As Zacha€™s son-in-law returned to the inside of the voting precinct to witness the casting of Zacha€™s vote, he said two simple words: Thank you. Later heading home, fatigue turned to laughter and memory recorded these shared emotional experiences of inspiration.
The written word has often been the way spiritual messages have been received during my Life. The human survival instinct supports us in seeing what is there that needs to change or is threatening to us. Sometimes an old message said in a simple direct way can change the Life of the one who truly hears it.
Since that time, I have written of the learning that came from my choice and consequently his choices.
As I was leaving the workshop, a young woman came up to me and asked me to share what meditation had meant in my life. My deepest longing is to love and be loved and yet fear can hold me back by expecting perfection.
Michael Singer wrote a book called The Untethered Soul, and it speaks of the way to let the personality desires play out while the Seer of what is transpiring watches without judging or clinging to an outcome. It has been some seventy-two hours since I began this essay and then stopped writing because I realized I was living in a huge story and could not write authentically from that place.
It has been seven years since this small community called to me and embraced me within its furry mountains and quiet streams.
During the last few weeks, I have begun to feel that my time here in this small community is limited. The rock in the creek feels cold against my warm skin in contrast to bike riding on this hot day. When he turns, his familiar face and eyes are beaming toward me as he explains that he is looking for the rock we used in meditation the last time we visited the creek.
His love for me is visible in the steady gaze of his eyes, and it both comforts and frightens me.
It is late evening and Mark Nepoa€™s words speak to me; his writings have been an inspiration in many ways during the past few months. At first, the feeling is a bit overwhelming and tears flow as I remember Nepoa€™s request to include looking at the lighted candle as part of my meditation. It is spring again; forty-eight years have past and yet my memories of a small toddler are as vivid as every. It is good to remember the joy of him running across the yard, small frog in hand and joy in his face, panting as he recalls how challenging it was for him to catch it.
He made the team, got a new girlfriend, went off to college, had much success, and oh so many friends.
May the light in the eyes of our children remind us of the light that is possible in our own.
Mark Nepo is my author of choice the last few days, and his writing speaks to me in the silence of my being and I am changed by what I hear. Those who have poor vision, those who have less than average senses of taste and smell, those who have physical difficulties, those who have hearing challenges, what do they have in common?
My friend has learned to angle his head in a certain way that tells me he is listening carefully sometimes cupping his ear with his hand. Recently Ia€™ve been seeing growing older as a limitation; an ache here, a gray hair there, a bit of fatigue at the end of the day, a need for a short rest more often, a wrinkle on the back of my hand, a need for glasses more often. As the mother, the blind childa€™s face filled with wonder inspires me to see more clearly through her blindness.
As the cherry blossom, I stand in the glow of the sun knowing that I add beauty and wonder to the earth and to its inhabitants.
Mark Nepo in his book, The Awakening, asked the questions: How am I different from others and how am I the same. In this silence, the wisdom of Lamotta€™s quote is known somewhere deep in the part of me that I share with all others. Each of us experiences death of our physical body, each of us grows physically from birth to death, each of us is capable of thought, each of us experiences the pain of physical life and the joys. I believe deep in our core of being, we are each a small piece of the Universe, and we have manifested into this unique physical form equipped with the tools and a gift we need to create our healing part of the collective. As I began to ride the bike, it seemed a bit big for my frame and often my back hurt after riding a long distance, so I chose to buy a new girla€™s bike. Two days ago, a new friend suggested he would like to go biking with my group, but his bike needed repairing.
On the ride back to the trailhead, my friend and I rode together; I shared that the bike had belonged to my son and he was the first to ride it besides me. A limiting beliefa€”just as it soundsa€”is having a thought about the past, present, or future that keeps you from seeing what is true in the moment you are living right now.
This natural symbol of equality of day (light) and night (dark) is a reminder that light and dark are different not better or worse.
Equality is a slippery word in our culture and the term is often used to compare one thing, one thought, one person, and one event to another.
This search for meaning has brought me to this autumnal point, and to a knowing that equality is expressed within through an attitude of a€?non-judgmenta€? about what we can see, smell, hear, taste, and touch through our five senses. Recently in a difficult discussion with a male friend about equality between genders, I suggested that our older generation seems to have more difficulty with this deeper feeling of equality since our culture has encouraged stories about superiority vs.
This experience has supported me in looking closely within me to see where I discover feelings of inequality as a part of my physical existence. Observation of the equality of light and dark during this Fall Equinox reminds me that deep equality means no judgment or comparisons are needed.
During the past few weeks, Ia€™ve spent time at the Wintergreen Nature Foundation as a volunteer. One particular Saturday, a call came that a baby rabbit had been very still in the garden for a long time and appeared injured. A few days later, I was the human contemplating the impermanence in nature and wondering what to do. Recently I met my daughter and her family to fulfill her wish to visit the two homes where she had been a baby. As I approached the door, I remembered my husband carrying me across the threshold; I remembered bringing my son and daughter home to the loving arms of an extended family that had arrived to celebrate their coming into Life. Unbelievably, the man and woman that had bought the house from us still lived there, and it felt wonderful that they had continued to add their love of the house to ours.
Neighbors dropped in yesterday and provided me with fun, friendship, and an unexpected sacred moment. It was a balmy late spring day and the hydrangeas were in full bloom and served as a backdrop as we drank smoothies, ate rice chips and salsa, and enjoyed a glass of wine on my screened porch. We shared how important it is to avoid fearful story-telling about what is happening and to simply deal with what is happening right now in the present moment. My friend is out of town and some part of me is pleased by the freedom that gives to me and I have an authentic knowing that he is doing what enriches his life. As I sit typing this, I realize that my day is my own creation and whether or not I act from a place of fear is all up to me. From some people the question triggers a feeling of annoyance within me, and I sometimes give them an answer like, a€?nothing special just the usual things or therea€™s always plenty to do.a€? It is more avoidance of responding from annoyance than an answer. As I examined my feelings during these different experiences, I discovered the part of me that wants to be what the other person perceives me to be, a busy, active, interesting person. It is a reminder that I am not here to fulfill anyone elsea€™s expectations; I am here to find meaning and purpose for my own life. This morning I awaken to the gentle sound of rain, and I snuggle down into the nighta€™s accumulated warmth under my blankets. Again no thoughts come, just an incredible presence and knowing that in each moment there is beauty and nurturing for the soul for the taking. If unused muscles and bones create a message to the brain that their dysfunction is normal until the imbalance creates pain, is that also true of emotional dysfunction? The physical discomfort is in my second energy center, which I understand to be the energy center of creativity and belonging, and it is sending me a message.
A few days ago, Eckhart Tollea€™s book, called The New Earth, was mentioned in a conversation with a friend, and I had a knowing that I wanted to reread it. In that moment, I began to look at my choices during the past few months and the intentions behind them.
Tolle goes on to say that if you can neither enjoy or bring acceptance to what you doa€”stop.
In that moment, I chose to look into his clear blue eyes and said, a€?Hi.a€? He didna€™t look at me, but his eyes were alive with the joy and pure light of the incredible sun that rose through the window of the elevator. In gratitude, I left the elevator carrying the gift of pure light that had come to me from the sun through a young man that reflected it. It’s interesting, at least for the first 30 minutes, but it lacks direction, focus, a message, and a dedicated team ready to handle all the jumbled messages and consolidate them into one clear voice. She’s the secretary who’s tasked with every menial thing that he can think of, as well as an ear for his musings and inquiries. She completes the task, puts on the sexy nightwear that her boss recommended, and passes out without much worry or concern. All of these pit stops have their own bizarre incidents, in which she is mistaken for someone. He talks a lot about his issues with editing and writing the movie, and frankly, it’s a lot more interesting than the movie.
Jubilee argues that THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK is still the best, while Cyclops believes A NEW HOPE is better because it started it all.  Meanwhile, Jean Grey proclaims that we can all agree that the third film is always the worst. As a fan of the X-Men series and the actors they’ve cast, the film still entertains on a certain superhero level, albeit an extremely low one.  The story idea and basic outline is actually an intriguing raise the stakes scenario for the the X-Men universe. A lot of time is spent setting things up and creating grand gestures that have little payoff. Powerful and frightening, Apocalypse recruits his own team named The Four Horseman (the biblical references don’t go much deeper than name).
He breathes a much needed energy into the picture that overpowers much of the flat dialogue and stale tone.
Sadly, there just isn’t enough heart or personality for the audience to fully invest into X-MEN: APOCALYPSE. The opening credit sequence is particularly exciting and overall I would say the technique is excellent. Russell and star Jennifer Lawrence follows the story of Joy (Lawrence), a divorced mother of two, who takes care of her kids, her mother and sometimes her father and ex-husband. Make no mistake that Jennifer Lawrence is the reason that JOY is tolerable and her charisma and talent are what holds this film together.
Her mother, father and step-sister were obnoxious which was obviously the point, but it was this thing off in the background that made you pity and even dislike Joy because she couldn’t stand up and take more charge of her life that was being run by outside sources. Unfortunately, there was nothing terribly stand-out about the film and it leaves the audience feeling less than satisfied.
SCARY MOVIE does have a connection to FIFTY SHADES OF BLACK though, and it’s the obvious one.
Of course those were years ago and seemingly so far away, especially with a WHITE CHICKS 2 in the works. I haven’t seen FIFTY SHADES OF GREY so I’m not sure if this is a beat-by-beat follow of the book and movie, but I can piece together that it probably is. There are a couple of enlightened moments, such as Black being an overt stalker and premature ejaculator, and a white girl that seems OK with saying every horrible racist, sexist thing that comes to mind.
If clearly fake, prosthetic penises, slurpy sexual gestures and jokes you told in middle school to your classmates don’t tickle your funny bone, you’re going to hate every minute of this movie.
THE NICE GUYS (May 20) – Ryan Gosling and Russell Crowe as a comedic buddy cop duo set in the 1970’s sounds a bit of a reach but when you factor in the film is directed and written by Shane Black (KISS KISS BANG BANG, IRON MAN 3), it becomes a lot more interesting. He plays a mysterious prisoner named William in a maximum security facility where the guards wear Darth Vader style masks. Call it cinema verite or direct cinema or observational filmmaking or reality filmmaking or something else entirely. Shot in five days and spanning less than one hour (a shorter version, edited by Leacock, is half of that), the documentary’s finest moments emphasize how different citizens view the candidates and how these candidates treat the citizens.
JFK was such a fan of the documentary that he had Drew and associates continue their own trail. In June of 1963, Governor George Wallace made his Stand in the Schoolhouse Door at the University of Alabama, opposing the desegregation of the school, specifically the admittance of James Hood and Vivian Malone. Without narration, the 12-minute film depicts the funeral of JFK, quietly yet bravely noting the loss found not just in his family, but the country. Lightweight 16mm cameras slide through crowds and bump open a path just as a person (chiefly Kennedy) would. Some damage remains and there are noticeable scratches throughout, but this transfer has cleaned up much of this, giving the films their finest-looking home video presentation to date. Pennebaker and film critic Gideon Bachmann, this track offers a nice talk about how the film was done. Kennedy and the 48 Hours That Made History, reflects on JFK and discusses some of the footage that was not included in the final cut of CRISIS. According to Brad, during this air show, he and other VIPs were provided with exclusive access to a special hangar with areas blocked off by big black curtains.
Charge creates an envelope of Zero-G, zero-mass which craft floats in direction of positive charges are achieved by varying charge level in the 48 capacitor sections. The central column may contain a counter rotating mercury liquid or vapor zero point reactor. If so it would seem that a black project has some understanding of the Kinetic Engine (One aspect of it also serve as a Magnetic Field Disruptor) from the recovered Zeta Reticulian saucer from the Plains of San Agustin and the recovery near Aztec New Mexico.
The MFD generates a magnetic vortex field, which disrupts or neutralizes the effects of gravity on mass with in proximity, by 89 percent. This causes the effect of making the vehicle extremely light and able to outperform and outmaneuver any craft yet constructed.
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Steven Greer – an emergency room doctor turned UFO researcher – as he struggles to disclose top secret information about classified energy & propulsion techniques.
Steven Greer, founder of the Center for Study of Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence (CSETI) established in 1990. A man in search of truth who aims to share what he’s found even when it comes at great personal expense.
When I saw this extraterrestrial, it was crystal clear that it was a seamless disk that was under intelligent control and it literally appeared and then disappeared. It gave me the experience that made me realize that the mind and conscious reality are infinite. It is a term that confuses even the most acclaimed and knowledgeable of scientists because it is so intimately linked to our belief system. Greer delved into the multiple layers of cover up pertaining to UFOs, he began to realize that it had little or nothing to do with any threat posed by these global neighboring citizens; it had to do with us learning the advanced technologies they could share with us. Steven Greer began organizing what was then called Project Starlight, now being released in the Clinton library.
Among other things: one, we are not alone in the universe, and two, this aspect comes with new science and technology. And so my human irony is that I left medicine because I saw the world in a terrible emergency both geopolitically and geophysical and felt that someone needed to lead up an effort to bring this information out. He displays an upbeat spirit in spite of having lost not one, but two very close friends to cancer during this project. Colin Campbell gives a stirring speech on the floor of the Kentucky House of Representatives, his son, Nelson, and Kentucky State Representative Tom Riner work together to propose a pilot program documenting the health benefits of a plant-based diet. They used cloud seeding technology to prolong the monsoon season to disrupt the Vietnamese supply lines.
Some of these people could see that they were being sprayed with some substance, so in order to understand what it was, they had their rainwater and soil independently tested.
By using flight radar and other computer applications that identify commercial aircraft, investigators are able to determine if the aircraft passing overhead is civilian or not. These normally dissipate after a few seconds, but some may linger for up to a minute or two in the right temperatures. I’d like to hear feedback from other flight mechanics about the feasibility of this testimony. Griffith an ex-US government employee has also come forward to give an insider’s view on chemtrail programmes.
Other people have come spoken out, including Swedish politician Pernilla Hagberg who openly admitted that chemtrail programmes exist. Despite claiming that it is untested and that its impact upon human health is unknown, David Keith still is in favour of these programmes. It is my hope that I have inspired you enough to continue your own research into this assault upon the Earth and humanity. I have included a number of links for you to begin to look at, at the bottom of this article. His body was later discovered and identified by the Soviets before being rushed back to Russia. It seems that it is possible that the most hated man in history escaped war torn Germany and lived a bucolic and peaceful life in the beautiful foothills of the Andes Mountains.
What is even more astonishing is the fact that the FBI knew he was in fact living in the foothills of the Andes. Apparently, two submarines had landed on the Argentinian coast, and Hitler with Eva Braun was on board the second. The informant went on to not only give detailed directions to the villages that Hitler and his party had passed through, but also credible physical details concerning Hitler.
Even with evidence placing the German sub U-530 on the Argentinian coast shortly before finally surrounding, and plenty of eye witness accounts of German official being dropped off, no one investigated. With the Soviet occupation of Germany, Hitler’s supposed remains were quickly hidden and sent off to Russia, never to be seen again.
Not only did the DNA not match any recorded samples thought to be Hitler’s, they did not match Eva Braun’s familiar DNA either. In 1945, the Stars and Stripes newspaper quoted then General Eisenhower as believing that the real possibility existed of Hitler living safely and comfortably in Argentina. Released FBI documents prove that they were not only aware of Hitler’s presence in Argentina; they were also helping to cover it up. This was first detailed in La Livres Noir De Soucupes Volantes (The Black Book of Flying Saucers – 1970) by French ufologist Henry Durrant.
The hoax apparently had been revealed in France some years before but hadn’t percolated its way through to English speaking ufologists. It was so incredible that I tried to write about it, because it was the perfect topic for an essay.
My room was a dorm room about seven-feet square, and I shared a bath with several men and women in similar rooms. I welcomed their company and the aloneness that I felt seemed to lift with the sound and movements of our Moon Dance. Life was hidden in the shadows and difficult to see, but it had completely surrounded me as I danced. It is a dark starless night, the rain slashes against the window, the winds howl with 50 miles an hour gusts. It is morning, a light rain continues, the winds are not as strong and yet the bamboo grove sways and sweeps the ground. The week continued to have some misadventures and some spectacular adventures and the courageous and joyous parts of me lived them fully.
So as this year ends, the compassionate patience I feel for myself fills my heart and it is soft with love; a love that has always been close at hand and seemingly just out of my reach.


The voters are old friends, new friends, community workers, casual acquaintances, and families coming together to express their preferences through voting. As the voting lines formed for this election, we stood together only as neighborsa€”rich and not so rich, young and not so young, extraverted and not so extraverted, highly educated and not so highly educated, multi-raced, blue voters and red votersa€”without malice or ill intent.
She was adorable in her winter hat pulled down over her ears; it brought attention to her laughing eyes.
He looked concerned and said to me, My father-in-law is out in my truck; he is 85 and hea€™s had a medical procedure today and wea€™ve been with the doctors. It was an unforgettable moment; we hugged and thanked each other for making it possible for Zach to vote. Since saying a€?yesa€? is the first rule of improv, the message didna€™t seem new at first. The need for control is strong so supporting someone elsea€™s ideas or interests each moment seems difficult at times. This one has certainly changed the content of my last two days, and the intention to expand the experiment is exciting and feels like a spiritual loving act. As I sat on my deck looking out over the city, the leaves of fall were turning the world into bright hues of red, orange, and brown. I felt reluctant, but I had had some physical limitations during the last year that had been difficult to accept and meditation had really supported my healing. Mostly it happens when a small activity of the day seems more difficult than I judge it should be. Without being sure of outcomes or things unseen, this is my opportunity to act without attachment and with the joy of what I will learn from the experiences my actions create.
It was a time of change from working long hours to going inward to discover what was left to uncover within me. The withdrawal I needed and the healing it has brought to me has completed this phase of my life. The need for expansion comes from an internal voice that says explore, experiment, and do not become complacent. When the time and move is right, something within my spirit will say, a€?Get crackin.a€? The patience to wait for that insight has come as a part of the growth Ia€™ve found in this small blue house on top of a hill surrounded by mountains. He agreed to run away for a day to escape the heat and discomfort brought on by a loss of electrical power in our homes even though his electricity had returned. This evening he invites me to light a candle, to close my eyes, to reopen my eyes, and to see each thing before me. I stood in wonder at this amazing child so full of life and uninhibited yearning to have a good time and accomplish what he set out to do. He wanted to have the biggest paper route and he wanted to make the most sales at his part-time job.
Academics didna€™t seem to be his focus, but he seemed to relish his relationships and became the life of the party and the favorite student to his teachers. Now his spirit of aliveness lives in me and the memory of his voice reminds me that Life in this physical realm is short and that what we create here lives forever within those we have truly touched.
Today in the quietness that is The Wintergreen Nature Foundation on some Wednesday mornings, my clarity about what I was to learn came.
His voice stills my mind, brings me to the present, and opens my heart to listen not to the words but to the message his words point too. What Ia€™ve noticed is that they look more closely, eat more slowly, move more deliberately, and listen intently to others.
A young blind childa€™s face radiates the sun in his eyes as he turns his face up to feel the warmth. So today, Ia€™m altering my thoughts about limitations and seeing opportunities everywhere.
I am sometimes impatient, but Ia€™m learning to accommodate his need for being on my right side to hear more clearly.
Then he issued an invitation to sit in silence with eyes closed and contemplate these questions.
We are here together at this time, in this place, and in this specific body to understand that the essence of all Life exists in each of us humans and in all living matter.
If we examined each Life, it would not be what happens to us that would be different for pain and joy comes to everyone; it would be how we respond to what happens to us that has created our unique experience of our individual Life. Another woman loses a child and creates a charity in its name and supports the lives of many children. To live well is to choose to grow into what we are most capable of being and be grateful for the uniqueness of the Life.
I am a personality in a physical body with the power of logic and thought as is everyone else. Two years ago it was refurbished with new tires, new horns on the handlebars, and had been given a good checkup so it could be used for riding with my new bike group. Without hesitation, I offered the unused bike in the garage, and I felt my heart open to the possibility that the bike would finally be used.
Perhaps you awaken from a long nighta€™s sleep and have the thought that you are tired; but are you really tired or just not quite alert as yet?
They were planted by the property owner in the early 1900s and seem to be a symbol of welcome outside the front door of an ancient majestic medieval stone castle. To quote Wikipedia: a€¦the Sun is at one of two opposite points on the celestial sphere where the celestial equator and ecliptic intersect. Who could argue that day and night have distinct powers to aid in the Life upon planet Earth? In my youth the expression, a€?all men are created equal,a€? stirred many thoughts of disbelief in my mind: Does that include women, does that mean skill level, does that mean talent, does that mean appearance, does that meana€¦on and on? It is a deeper understanding that the Universal energy dynamic of which we are a part is without judgment. If there is a value judgment placed by me on what I see, it is sure to mean that I do not see myself as equala€”it could be a feeling of doing better or of a feeling of doing less, of being stronger or of being weaker, in control or not in control.
To honor what each contributes with no value judgment added supports my intention to appreciate all that a€?isa€? because it a€?is.a€? If Ia€™m walking on eggshells, stomping heavily through a room, or withdrawing my love in a reaction to another to gain acceptance or power, it will be my challenge to ask why I do not feel equal in this moment without demanding an immediate answer.
It is summer and the calls to rescue injured or troubled animals and people come in quite often.
The caller stated that hawks were circling and it wouldna€™t be long before the rabbit could not be saved. What happens are visions of past experiences, people, and places that are pictures in the minda€™s album.
They had added gardens, doors, patios, waterfalls, fireplace, and fisha€”just to mention a few of their creations.
It is challenging to accurately describe a sacred moment and the power it contains, so Ia€™ll start slowly from the beginning. I can feel within me the need to know who is the night raider and how can I change what is happening in order to have my world be as I choose it to be. For some reason, I have doubt about whether that person is capable of caring about me just as I am in this moment.
The birds are chirping in the trees, the squirrels are trying to get into the bird feeders, the breeze is moving the leaves, the raindrops are collecting on the deck, and the mountains stand observing it all.
There is no thinking only comfort and presence; it is as if I am one with my feelings and it feels like what I believe peace to be. Ia€™ve felt that my body is trying to tell me something so each morning Ia€™ve asked the question: a€?What do I need to know that I do not want to know?a€? Without requiring an answer, Ia€™ve continued to just be open to learning. As I began, I felt I was reading it for the friend to support him in his relationship with someone he loves; but as I began to read, I knew the booka€™s message would bring me the understanding of what I needed to know that I was resisting unconsciously. My intention is to have compassion for the part of me that feels I need all the answers to lifea€™s questions now. I dona€™t know what it is I am not aware of in this moment, but I am fully aware that I am enjoying the quietness of it. The elevator door opened and a middle-aged woman entered pushing a teenage boy in a wheelchair. He wasna€™t concerned that it was crowded or that too many obstacles were in the way of what he wanted.
I’m sure at times, the short length was a detriment, but as history has told us, THE TWILIGHT ZONE became a staple of American pop-culture and a show that will infinitely be quoted, replicated, and parodied. That’s not to say this movie is confusing, but at times it certainly doesn’t make any sense at all, and it certainly leaves a lot of unanswered questions. But when you think of the best TWILIGHT ZONE episodes, it’s usually about the payoff, twist, or big reveal.
So when she’s tasked with a project outside of work, nothing seems suspicious to anyone involved, except the audience. While it might be a bit tongue in cheek, X-MEN: APOCALYPSE fulfills this self referential joke by being the weakest X-Men film among the new class. A decade after the events from X-MEN DAYS OF FUTURE PAST, life’s very first mutant, Apocalypse, awakens to eliminate the weak and achieve world domination. I’m looking at you Magneto’s new family.  I’m not sure why a decade needed to go by either, but the fact that none of the characters have aged or really progressed much in life was a bit confusing and distracting.
Magneto (Michael Fassbender), Professor X (James McAvoy), Mystique (Jennifer Lawrence), Beast (Nicholas Holt) and for some odd reason that doesn’t have any substantial bearing to the story, agent Moira Mactaggert (Rose Byrne) all return. His hero moment is absolutely incredible and the applied effect to demonstrate his character’s speed and personality is infectiously fun. Along with a certain clawed regenerative mutant making his obligatory cameo in a most ferociously effective manner, Quicksilver’s scenes nearly make up for all the film’s shortcomings. Her dreams of going to college and creating things with her hands were put on the backburner while she was taking care of her family, and she feels like she’s stuck in a rut until one day an idea hits her. Even her supporting cast, which includes Bradley Cooper, Robert De Niro and Virginia Madsen, didn’t do much for the film and they spent most of their time stepping back and letting Lawrence shine.
Marlon Wayans, just like Jason Freidberg and Aaron Seltzer, have used SCARY MOVIE as a leaping off point for the rest of their careers, which apparently is half-brained ideas and cheap parody films. While I, along with others, am immensely disappointed with his movie choices of late, you can’t fault him for giving it his all. Black is interviewed by Hannah (Hawk), a mousy, virgin girl writing an article for her school newspaper. But then the movie seems to turn around and use that same humor in a less flattering, and disgusting fashion. Sometimes I laughed, but I’m not above saying I’m mature enough to not laugh at something that I should be shamed for. Shane Black is also the creator of LETHAL WEAPON and will be teaming up with the same producer, so my trust in the material continues to grow.  Lets just hope the actors can pull their weight.
Director  John Lee Hancock has had his hands in a few audience pleasing films before (SAVING MR.
William shuffles along at a slow pace and wears glasses to signify that he’s nonthreatening. Reese shows off his considerable karate skills as wave after wave of prisoners and guards take their shot at Jack.
What it did, with the necessary aid of names such as Richard Leacock (who had previously worked on MONTEREY POP and a slew of others), Albert Maysles (who, with his brother David, would helm such essentials as SALESMAN, GIMME SHELTER and GREY GARDENS) and D.A.
ADVENTURES ON THE NEW FRONTIER picks up in the early days of Kennedy’s time in office, with Humphrey a long-gone concern. In front of Drew’s cameras, the Kennedy administration (including brother Robert and deputy attorney general Nicholas Katzenbach) must decide how to handle the blockade and potential riots as all eyes in America were watching. Sometimes they sit, watching and listening as the President of the United States and his team talk and make decisions that can change the country. Profoundly personal and thought provoking, Chomsky provides penetrating insight into what may well be the lasting legacy of our time – the death of the middle class, and swan song of functioning democracy. Also they seem to be using mercury electrified into a plasma which was used in the Nazi Bell and ancient India Vimana. The TR-3Bs propulsion is provided by 3 multimode thrusters mounted at each bottom corner of the triangular platform. Humans have also developed these systems but those in power have suppressed them in order to keep us at the mercy of fossil fuels.
His desire to ensure we all understand that we have it in us to change the course of our conditions both externally as well as internally is both humbling and inspiring.
I asked Steven to give me a summary and say more about his motivation to pursue his interest in extraterrestrial activities. It did not move like a normal aircraft in broad daylight.My parents thought I was making things up, as parents sometimes do. Brilliant minds such as Nickola Tesla had already developed these technologies in the early 1900s but they were suppressed and never shared with the public. It is a series of briefings by senior government officials about evidence related to UFOs, which led to the Disclosure Project event in 2001 spilling over into the Citizen Hearing on Disclosure, an event that took place in Washington April 29 to May 3, 2013 discussing the material contained in the documentary Sirius.
In my naivete during my thirties I thought that if we put together for the president and for members of congress this information, which is an amazing amount of data with proof and evidence then they would do the right thing in the interest of humanity. But there is documentary evidence for the existence of chemtrails which is overwhelming and inescapably conclusive, and here’s just a taster for some of it.
The tests consistently found exceedingly high levels of aluminium, barium and strontium in areas affected by spraying. With these types of applications, you are able to see the flight number, airline operator and other flight details.
Although in reality these programmes have already been ongoing for over 10 years before this conference took place. As you will no doubt agree, spraying aluminium into the atmosphere on an industrial scale is bad and must be stopped. Is it really possible that the Soviets have been lying all this time, and that history has purposely been rewritten?
Added proof comes in the form of newspaper articles detailing the construction of a Bavarian styled mansion in the foothills of the Andes Mountains. That is until 2009, when an archeologist from Connecticut State, Nicholas Bellatoni was allowed to perform DNA testing on one of the skull fragments recovered.
In addition, the film analyses the actual geo-physical possibilities of an underground base in Antarctica.
Under each tree and beneath each bush, there seemed to be an aurora of light that painted a distorted picture of each bush upon the ground below.
I turned to head back to the dorm, a little wet, a little cold, and covered with the glow of Moon Dancing with my Shadows. 50 mile an hour gusts of wind in Virginia would encourage me to hunker down for protection. The disappointment is strong and yet I can take a small step toward the bathroom and get dressed. As I compared the pictures of me as a child and me as a grown woman, I finally could see my own beauty and it made me laugh with joy.
As the New Year begins, my heart is open and I look forward to the experiences I will create. As a poll worker, the day was long, warm inside, cold outside, enjoyable, inspiring, and at times emotional.
He is immobile at the moment and concerned because he has never missed an election since he began to vote. Sometimes it is before an experience and during the experience the words start ringing in my ears. As we began to practice creating scenes, it was immediately clear that it was easier for me to say a€?yes, buta€? and it was equally clear that doing so blocked the scene from expanding.
Acceptance of a€?what isa€? can be challenging and this simple idea of energetically saying, a€?yes, anda€? has given me clarity about my own negative or judgmental views as Ia€™ve gone through my day. The experiment itself has supported me in living more fully in the present, which is, of course, the only place we can live fully. My heart seemed to stop breathing, my throat was tightly constricted, and the top of my head felt as if it would fly into the trees so great was the pressure. His choices were courageous; his experiences were dramatic examples of how to live and not to live for those who watched his progress.
It could be loading bikes on a rack, spilling milk in my new car, lateness of a friend, hot when I want it to be cool, or appreciation not shown. The deep longing for companionship thwarted by my fear of losing independence is simple but complex within my thoughts about what to allow and what not to allow into my world. Ia€™ve been living at least for the past few day in a story of my own making about what others want me to do, how they want me to live, or what they need from me. Recently a friend was talking about his experiences and how excited he was about his hopes and dreams for the future; I recognized them as both different and similar to my own. It has been amazing and comfortable and productive in a different way than accomplishing projects.
Last night as I looked around during a concert on the mountain, I saw the same people I see almost daily. It isna€™t dissatisfaction with what is; its more a wonderment of what other experiences and growth are possible for me. There is a joyful feeling of contentment as the warm air circles close in and sweat runs down my back. Joy has not always come to me with ease, as my human need to protect myself and those I love is well practiced and vigilant at times. He talks about a concept in a book we are sharing and wonders if hea€™s got it right; if he has understood it. He encourages me to ask myself how the things Ia€™m seeing are different and how they are the same and listen to my heart speak. It is orange and ita€™s light is a lacy hue; two triangles extending from ita€™s center one reaches toward me and the other away from me. What an awesome experience to see the love of a husband and a father reflected in the toothless grin of a new life. Memories of his birth and death have supported me in finding this place where I intend to live with compassion for others and myself and with a love of Life every day and every minute.
I cannot change it, but I can surrender to a€?what isa€? in each moment in order to respond from the healthiest part of me rather than to fearfully react.
This habit has triggered in me a new perspective about what I see as limitation and opportunity. Today that message is to consider every limitation as an opportunity and to be opened to what is most important to learn in each moment. The woman in a wheel chair demonstrates patience as she waits to enter through a revolving door.
I now move slowly enough in the morning to watch a cardinal land on the bird-feeder, my glasses magnify the beauty of the gifts that fill my home, my aches encourage me to stretch and care for my body and to find the wisdom to rest when rest is needed.
My nose will tell me of ita€™s fragrance, my touch will tell me of its softness, but only through my mothera€™s tone and voice will I know what that fragrance and softness belongs too. As I carefully describe what Ia€™m seeing, my gift to this unseeing child supports me being present enough to fully see it myself; and this level of awareness is the childa€™s gift to me. As the child, as the mother, or as the cherry blossom, my purpose is simply to live my best life and to grow. The manifestation of that essential Life we have brought into being takes many physical forms; all different, all unique.
All of these things have resulted in my becoming the a€?soul in a bodya€? that I see in my mirror this morning. If in this Life, we do not become conscious of the power of the collective Life of the Universe, we will be given another chance. To make that possible, I pulled it out, pumped up the tires, admired ita€™s beauty, and my heart felt lighter. As we remounted and rode on, the bike was a€?just another bikea€? racing to the song of the fall breeze. Perhaps you look in the mirror and think that you are getting older and no longer beautiful; yes you are getting older, but aging has ita€™s own beauty.
The ability to bring awareness to the harsh, dramatic, judgmental, and repetitive sounds within our minds contains the freedom we think is not open to us. These points of intersection are called equinoctial points: classically, the vernal point and the autumnal point.
So to carry the a€?Pointa€? into an individual Life, who could argue that pleasant (light) experiences are better or worse than difficult (dark) experiences since every experience has the potential for learning by the being that experiences it. Like the similar times of day and night in this season, we are connected by individual and collective purposes with an equal opportunity to live our best lives. As I was hearing the story, it occurred to me that we saved the rabbit or deprived the hawk of its meal. It is a beautiful spot and it was early evening as the light played its songs upon the angles of the rocks and crevices as we watched.
Today if someone walks along the same path we took, there will be no hint of what occurred between the snake and the frog. Going back there did not necessarily appeal to me either since my relationship to my former husband and her Dad had become faded memories of love and pain. As often happens with this friend, the discussion turned to nature and bird songs in particular.
It was quickly replaced with a look of acceptance of what was now occurring as she described her coming treatment.
Ia€™m grateful for the awareness of this part of me that continues to need challenging if I am to be at peace with what is in this moment. How do I challenge the part of me that judges his actions and wants him to be different so that I can be happy?
That feels nurturing and I can feel my heart open as I consider the possibility that life is an illusion created by my thoughts, and I can choose which thoughts I will give my energy too. For others, I just say something like, a€?planning a quiet day.a€? That answer feels authentic and supportive of the way I want to live my life. For sure, I am an active person with a wide variety of interests, but sometimes I enjoy a€?Beinga€? in my home. Today I have set an intention to answer the question, what are you doing today, with authenticity no matter who is asking.
As the morning unfolds, the feeling of hunger comes and without questioning it, I stretch, arise, and move to my robe.
Without thinking, there is a deep knowing that I am not a separate entity seeing, hearing, tasting, touching, and smelling this moment, but an integral part of it and without my energy and presence it would be different.
She said that I was flexible in my hips and so compensated there for the lack of flexibility in the last vertebra of my back. I begin to remember the times in my life when I have felt emotional pain and have chosen to override it with thinking.
Also this week, Ia€™ve felt the need to remain quiet while reflecting with more stillness than is my normal pattern.
This morning I read Tollea€™s words I needed to hear: If you are not in the state of either acceptance, enjoyment, or enthusiasm, look closely and you will find that you are creating suffering for yourself and others. I will ask for guidance to accept what is happening in the moment without adding drama and fearful thoughts or intelligent explanations. I felt impatient with the loss of time and the people that swirled around in the garage seemingly in my way.
He seemed challenged both mentally and physically, and my reaction was to look away so that his mom would not feel I was staring at the young boy. He wasna€™t complaining internally, he wasna€™t judging others; he was without fear and was gazing in awe at the light. The only thing missing from THE LADY IN THE CAR WITH GLASSES AND A GUN is Rod Sterling giving us a smoky intro into the story. It’d be much easier if I could have a spoiler version of THE LADY IN THE CAR WITH GLASSES AND A GUN, but I’m not that kind of critic. So once we get to Michel’s house, there’s some casual flirting and some overt flirting, but nothing to foreboding. If only the director had read something far more creative to put his technical skills to magnificent use. Sadly, the poor execution through a lack of character development and personality in a universe full of interesting characters with deep internal struggles, doesn’t offer anything to truly care about.
The film follows Joy as she invents her product and deals with the issues of starting and running a small business. Russell, but JOY was a misfire and maybe a warning sign that Russell needs someone to keep him in check, even when he manages to assemble such a great cast. While it may seem like FIFTY SHADES OF BLACK has some underlying social commentary, it seems like Wayans and others simply wanted to open an umbrella of offensiveness and hope to get everyone under it. Also Wayan is a clear believer in his humor and when he sells it as well as he does, you can’t help but admire him for it. BANKS, THE BLIND SIDE, THE ROOKIE), but I think the key to this one will be the casting of Michael Keaton, making the life story of a possibly unlikable character likable.
This will never be said in the same breath as “Die Hard”, but it gets the job done in what it is trying to accomplish.
He acts like he doesn’t have all his facilities as he works in a janitorial role in the prison.
Everything is well choreographed and the stunt people seem to take great glee in slamming people into bars and tables. We see that Humphrey goes from person to person to shake hands, while Kennedy waits for voters to come to him. Drew utilized three film crews to simultaneously capture what was occurring in Washington and Alabama. They often move, held in hands fortunate enough to be involved in movements both political and cinematic.
Preservation of the three Academy Film Archive fine-grain positives was done by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Science in collaboration with The Film Foundation. A potent reminder that power ultimately rests in the hands of the governed, REQUIEM is required viewing for all who maintain hope in a shared stake in the future.
Detailed information on the history, physics and technological mechanisms regarding faster-than-light travel, anti-gravity, and zero-point energy is also covered in detail. The TR-3B is a sub-Mach 9 vehicle until reaches altitudes above 120,000 feet-then God knows how fast it can go ! Greer also spearheaded the Disclosure Project, a research initiative working to fully disclose the facts about UFOs, extraterrestrial intelligence and classified advanced energy propulsion systems. I was not a religious person at all, my parents in fact were atheist and we were raised without any such beliefs. Undeterred, Nelson decides to try his own pilot project in his hometown of Mebane, North Carolina. One notable example was in Britain from the late 50s through to the 70s, when large parts of the country were sprayed with chemicals for germ warfare experiments.
More recently the Chinese government publicly used cloud busting technology during the Olympics to ensure that the skies remained clear. These tests have now been carried out in many countries around the world with the same results. From mixing it in the jet fuel, through to dedicated spray nozzles with specially designed feeder tanks.
This has enabled investigators to identify many airlines that are involved in the spraying.
Good had not checked his facts and had in fact just copied the information direct from Durrant’s book. My feet picked up speed, my fear lessened, and I began to explore the light that broke the shadows. The lake lay in stillness and hovering above it was a wall of mist, kind of stringy, but not transparent; and above all that, hung the moon spreading its final visible glow before dawn arrived with the sunrise. Outside the window, the lily pond beyond the deck is beautiful, the deck is wet and shiny, and the door slightly open lets in a pure and sweet freshness. I can take a small step toward my car and drive the dirt road to the main road; and if the wind is too strong, I can return to this rugged North shore bamboo farm and make the best of it.
As I gazed at the photo of the beautiful child holding the doll, I remembered that feeling of love; my heart was soft and full.
The beauty had nothing to do with the physical features displayed in the photos; it was the radiance that traveled from my heart through my eyes and took in the world around them.
Let me tell you why inspiring and emotional experiences were my companions on this day in small-town America.
We kissed each other, hugged each other, waved to each other, talked with each other, supported each other, and laughed and yes cried with each other.
I focused on these positives as we supported him in whatever healing was possible, and eventually, supported him as his alcohol-damaged body died. As she led us in meditation, I felt the deep pain of powerlessness again, and again I invited it to get as big as it could. When Ia€™m in that centered place what happens outside me is like a movie and I can watch my personality, the actor, think and plan and wish without attachment.
It is all a a€?Storya€? from the part of me that loves stories and the justification they give for me to be less than open and less than loving. As we parted, I heard myself say to him, looks like youa€™re on it and Ia€™m just standing beside it. It has been exciting, it has been challenging, it has been peaceful, it has been stimulating; and mostly, it has been healing. Ia€™ve come to look forward to their presence and the feeling of security and safety they trigger within me. Change for many is difficult, but for me the newness of change is invigorating and stimulating.
Expansion now calls and the excitement of just what that will entail lifts my energy and makes me want to sing.
In my view as I watch the water run over the rocks, he stands with his back to me looking into the creek. His open heart is almost always constant even when he is confused or slightly annoyed with his surrounding world.
As we danced I asked him, a€?What was the best thing about today?a€? And, without waiting for his answer, I laughed and said, a€?Everything.a€? He laughed out loud with complete delight and agreed. I listen to his expressed doubt and somewhat confused words, and have a knowing that he understands it perfectly. We are many flames from the same candle, and yet, just one light; apart we are a flicker but together we make a luminous Life. The memory fills my heart and I see a vision of him in a jaunty Easter hat and sports jacket toddling up the small hill in front of my house; two steps forward and one step back and finally falling and rolling to the bottom only to rise again and begin again with laughter and determination. In those magical days, he marveled at the beauties of the life of which he found himself a part be they giant mountains, rock music, or the smallest of butterflies. In time he began to drink alcohol to lessen the pain of the world not always being as he wanted. It is my full responsibility to live with presence and courage and to grow into the person I am called to be. This act of responsible choice and the intent behind it becomes the vehicle of my creation and the consequence it brings. It has been a life-long habit to observe closely human behavior and sometimes to judge or to give value to what I see; that is changing.
They are aware that the opportunity to connect must be given their full attention and they have learned how to do that. The man whose taste and smell is not so acute takes two bites before he makes his choice of what to eat. The veins and wrinkles on the back of my hand remind me that Ia€™m dehydrated and need to drink more water today.
I hear from her there are five petals close together in almost a circle; and where the petals attach in the middle of the cherry blossom, it is a deeper shade of pink that grows almost to white at the petalsa€™ edges.
This delicate flower filled with color and shadow created by the warm and nurturing sun comes alive in my being and is energetically past to this curious and loving child. My heart called me to the computer to put down my feelings, and I became distracted by email for a moment. Each of us makes choices that create our life day-to-day, hour-to-hour, moment-to-moment, and those choices add up to a Life unlike any other.
The experiences were the same; the creation process of what remained in each of them became very different. If I stood in a long line of people, those who know me would recognize me even though we all have two eyes, two arms, two legs, one nose, and one mouth. For this Life, in this place, I have a knowing that the Life I have created has supported the Lives of others and me.
The answer for me is in what I choose to give my attention and time too; with a conscious intention to live my life fully not someone elsea€™s, just mine.
He had bought the bike as transportation when he lost his drivera€™s license because of a drunk driving charge. Later we loaded the bike into his SUV, and I felt as feathery light as the evening air rushing across my skin. No memories flooded me for I was in the moment, and this moment was another level of healing I had not expected. You see a friend walking and think she really wants to walk alone; but in reality when you join her on the walk she is welcoming and the walk enriches you both.
In each moment, we can step back from a belief and ask one simple question: Does this thought or belief serve to expand my Life or limit my life?


Since being human with the power of our minds to create stories around our experiences, it is often easier to live in an imaginary story of what happened and how we should react than to see that how we respond to an experience in this moment creates the suffering or not. Growing and aging brought new a€?judgmentsa€? about equality and how to discover what equality really meansa€”not to others, but to me.
It is not always easy to carry that deep sense of equality into our relationships for we are indeed spiritual beings in physical human forms with old patterns of reactions and judgments. The rejoicing of anothera€™s strength or my own cannot diminish or inflate my feelings about either if I am without judgment of that persona€™s or my own value as a result.
It was peaceful and awe inspiring to see the effects the water has played and still plays upon the landscape as it all shifts and changes imperceptibly. But there we were in front of a house that I had come to as a bride, altered it with the support of my dad and husband to accommodate our familya€”a house in which I had brought my children, and where I laughed and cried and planned the perfect future. I thought of a day when the world was perfect because we were exhausted together and happy.
The small trees that we had planted cast some shade now, and the flowers his wife had planted added color all around them. My friend had started them from her plants, and her husband had traveled along with her to deliver them to me and to share a few moments of time. So she and I pulled out my IPad to compare what we were hearing in my yard with the Audubon recorded bird-songs. I looked at her husband and there I saw a deep pain quickly replaced with an expression of deep love for this woman with which he has shared many years. Only then can I make a responsible choice to support the life I want with the consequences that come from making choices within the presence of acceptance. This is not a new conflict; the difference is that I am aware of the thoughts and feelings within this dynamic that create circumstances I do not wish to occur.
I alone am responsible for the experiences I create and it is those experiences that enrich my life if I choose. Of course, routine chores like making a bed, fixing food, doing dishes, caring for my home are always needed, but this question seems to be about something more.
Ia€™m reading, Ia€™m writing, Ia€™m thinking, Ia€™m dreaming, Ia€™m questioning, Ia€™m answering, but more than anything else Ia€™m simply being here now doing this and it nurtures my life.
Sometimes I will be playing golf or tennis, rushing around running a project, working to beautify my yard; but sometimes Ia€™ll simply be choosing to a€?Bea€? and for me that will be enough. The rain is, the fruit is, the wood is, the carpet is, the chair is, the joy garden is, Jon Kabat-Zinn is, the peace is, and I am.
She said that when some part of the body is not used, the brain notices and will see the lack of movement as a€?normal.a€? She said the unused area becomes more and more unbalanced and eventually creates pain in the body. Ia€™ve told myself that life is difficult sometimes and have moved on without giving the pain its due course and attention.
As I sit with that question and just relax into the moment, I feel certain that if I remain open the question will be answered; not by the intellect, but by something deeper inside me that guides my life if I choose to listen. The light from the sun had entered his eyes and body completely and radiated outward toward anyone who chose to look.
There’s this nagging feeling that somewhere along the lines, all this exposition was just left out to intentionally confuse the viewer.
How many times must we see Professor X and Magneto have the same argument about humanity?  I understand that this is the basic conflict between the frenemies, but we’ve seen prior films manage the topic in a much fresher, more interesting manner. After much trial, error and brazen attitude, her business succeeds and she is able to help other ladies in her position. Russell is a great director, but sometimes his stories drag on too long and don’t really connect the audience with the characters on screen. His Russian accent comes and goes and this basically provides the only humor in this picture.
She experiences some problems when trying to present the material to the district attorney.
It does bug me that bad guys still take on the hero one by one instead of overpowering him or her with overwhelming numbers from all sides. This is one grand old time that would cause major problems for the person who set it in motion. It’s subtle details like this that Drew and associates could capture to help present just the sort of story and character contrast that voters around the country needed. But perhaps this was the point, as surely not every day in the White House is booming with action.
This provides a thorough account—one of the best—of an iconic moment of the Civil Rights Movement. These fly-on-the-wall manners and this invaluable footage mold one of the most thorough, admirable and authentic accounts of any world leader. The 3 multimode rocket engines mounted under each corner of the craft use hydrogen or methane and oxygen as a propellant.
Section 107, the material on this site is distributed without profit to those who have expressed a prior interest in receiving the included information for research and educational purposes. But what happened to me after that is that I began to realize that consciousness and mind are actually the final frontier, not space. It is compelling to watch his determination forging ahead in spite of such odds and the insurmountable body of evidence he has stacked, which threatens his own safety, all in exchange of serving humanity. This information was locked away in Government archives and has only recently been released to the public as 50 years have now passed. I cite these examples as evidence of weather manipulation technology that has been in use for many years. Some of the countries in which tests have been done include the USA, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Britain, France, Germany, Spain, France and many others.
From the patent record, we can also see that this technology has been around since before World War 2.
But from what I had written, the reader would most certainly understand the essence of my experience. This time when movement caught my senses, I saw on the side of the Main Hall at Omega two shadows. As I glanced up, I noticed that the stars were vanishing from the sky and the moon had moved toward the lake so I let my feet dance after it. If I could remember to challenge my fearful thoughts, Moon Dancing would always be possible.
Doubts about whether I should be here alone nag me and breathing deeply doesna€™t seem to help. Many times Ia€™ve experienced that feeling over the years: when I married my new husband, when each of my children were borne, when a bond of female friendship was revealed to me, when I gave unconditional love to an amazing yet flawed man, when I held my grandsons the first time, when I witnessed my son-in-lawa€™s tears at a grave site, and so many moments in nature.
Many times the circumstances of life and my thoughts about them hid my beauty from me, and I could not believe others even when they shared their love and compassion for me.
May I remember to look deeply into my own eyes to find love and then freely give it away to others. She literally danced to the voting booth and then out; waving and glowing as she left the precinct. The voice in my head was still, the polling precinct was quiet, and the room filled with the light of choice I had been witnessing all day. Of course, there are times when I have to say no to someone, and what Ia€™ve found is that even that is easier when I say yes to what is transpiring in the moment and then expand the conversation or activity to make my point or acknowledge someone elsea€™s need. But inside me deeper than even I imagined was a sense of sadness and powerlessness to change the drinking habits of my 37-year-old son.
When I could bare it no longer, it vanished and was replaced with a deep stillness of peace. My overall intention for my life is to love well, and of late, that seems more difficult than it has for the recent past years.
It protects me and not in a way that is creative; it prevents me from living each moment as it is with an intention to hear the quiet voice that wisely guides my Life. Then from deep inside me came that still small voice, that is not the Phyllis I know; I recognized the voice as me and not me. It is a song of healing and caring for this person I am and the growing Being that awaits me with my next choice and adventure. It does not; so I reach my hand toward it and it appears as if the light is resting upon my hand. All these objects, all those Ia€™ve loved, and all those who have loved me are part of this one light.
I may need to remain silent.A I may need to speak aloud about something that is bothering me about whata€™s happening. It is with gratitude that I accept all the parts of mea€”the difficult and the pleasanta€”and quietly surrender to the learning that my experience offers in this moment, and the next, and the next. Now more often I observe not to give value but to learn and to appreciate the insight that observing brings to me about me. As my hair grows and the gray is more visible, Ia€™m reminded of what a long and remarkably healthy life I have and the freedom that brings.
From the middle of the deep pink rise varying lengths of stamens with small orangey-pink, round fluffy dots at each of their tips. My heart aches with gratitude for this small being whose blindness first filled me with sadness; but now has added a measure of being alive that could not have been possible without what I once considered to be her handicap. There in the emails I read: We begin to find and become ourselves when we notice how we are already found, already truly, entirely, wildly, messily, marvelously who we were born to be. They may remark that I look like someone else, but if they truly know me, they know that I am like no one else.
When it came off the moving van five years ago, it went into the corner of the garage, because I was still not ready to let go of the memory of the healing I thought it would bring to my son. It sat and sat, and I would see it with a flood of emotions triggered by the healing and loss it represented. We stopped again to sit by the river; all I felt was deep gratitude for all the extraordinary experiences of this Life lived fully. Perhaps the thought is that living alone is not as enriching as living as a couple, but the amount of freedom that comes with living alone is amazing. It takes a deep intention to look inside us and see those patterns, take a second look, and remind ourselves they are imaginary stories we have created to feel okay in this particular incarnation and perhaps others. Since the evolutionary process of physical a€?survival of the fittest,a€? has taught me to judge whether or not I am safe when with another, this approach to Life is challenging and yet interesting and exciting to me. Only the man, the boy, my friend and I will really know the changes created within us from these experiences. We took smiling pictures with a camera to add to our real photo albums of course, and we spoke of the skill and time that each family had given to this beautiful modest home. As I watched them drive away, I knew this strong, courageous couple was focusing their attention on accepting and living Life fully in each moment, and I was grateful that they were part of mine! Simultaneously, I feel a€?less thana€? because Ia€™m choosing not to do something a€?importanta€? and a€?more thana€? because I feel at some level the other person isna€™t capable of understanding that need. Sliding my feet along the carpet, the harder surface of my wood floor is recognized at the doorway.
She continues my therapy and she comments that my pelvic area begins to move a little, but I cana€™t seem to feel it. Have I, therefore, sent a message to my intellect to override this pain and continue to function. I will not seek the answer in my mind, but I will relax into the present and observe what comes to me. It has felt really good and freeing, but Ia€™ve also had this voice in my head that says, a€?Whata€™s wrong with you?a€? I watched the thought come and go and remained quiet, peaceful, and still. I will look at my activities one by one to see if there is a second agenda lurking in the shadow of my fearful ego. As the elevator door opened, I said to his Mom that I believed he was enjoying the sunshine.
After dropping them off, Dany must now return his priceless Thunderbird vehicle back to his house. I wouldn’t mind checking out the director’s other movies, just as long as they’re not as lacking in depth or as confusing. The newest members added to the universe are: Jean Grey (Sophie Turner), Cyclops (Tye Sheridan),Nightcrawler (Kodi Smit-McPhee), Storm (Alexandra Shipp), Angel (Ben Hardy), Psylock (Olivia Munn). With JOY, he spent too much time inserting the audience in the daily, boring life of Joy and I spent the first hour of the film feeling like I was watching my neighbors (not a good thing).
I only say overshadowed because it took until mid-way or by the end of the parody for me to realize it was a parody, highlighting just how outdated the joke was. It makes no sense, but it is a time honored tradition in action films that this must be done.
The films, now nearing 55-60 years after completion, are demonstrations of how such a series can be completed.
The MFD creates a disruption of the Earth’s gravitational field upon the mass with in circular accelerator. He was a physician and former chairman of the Department of Emergency Medicine at Caldwell Memorial Hospital in North Carolina.
Many people have had children with birth defects because of this government sponsored aerosol spraying campaign. Although the chemtrail programme is slightly different, it is based upon the same technology that we know has been deployed historically. It is also evident that some very sophisticated technologies have been developed over the years. Also by using modern cameras with high powered lenses, many excellent videos and photos exist and have been used to help identify those aircraft that are spraying. During the remainder of the week there, I edited the essay several times and eventually it morphed into a short surreal poem.
As I gazed out into the darkness, I had the urge to take a walk, but felt frightened that I would be walking in an unfamiliar place in that darkness, and it might not be wise. As I entered the garden, it was a cascade of silence punctuated with the crunching sounds of my footsteps upon the path.
I remembered one of my favorite childhood poems, a€?I Have A Little Shadow That Goes In and Out With Me.a€? I remembered how much I loved giving it to my grandchildren! I hummed a€?Que Sa Ra Sa Ra, what ever will be will be,a€? all the way back to the dorm and into the shower. The curious part of me whispers, a€?go out and take a few photos.a€? So dressed in my robe and slippers with camera in tow, my hands slide back the door, and I venture out. As I said a€?yes, anda€? to what she had to say, the profound lesson came that what she was saying would be an amazing way to not only do improv, it would change a life from a negative focus to a positive one.
Over the years, my daughter and I, had pleaded, threatened, and prayed for him to give up drinking. He was free and it was spring one year and four months after his first healthy choice in a very long time.
The last few years have been filled with the joy of living and remembering his life and what it brought to mine. Do this, dona€™t do that, go here, stay there, love this, mistrust that; the mind chatter is overwhelming in these moments. So when discontent of the kind Ia€™ve been experiencing of late is present within me, it puzzles me as to what Ia€™m to learn this time. One of me is the movie my personality creates with thinking, assessing, resisting, and this me was the Seer who watches in loving amazement at times. There was a time in the past when this need would cause me to question a€?who I am,a€? and a€?why am I like this;a€? now it feels warm with acceptance like the return of an absent and beloved friend. This slow to respond, slow to move, slow to show emotion man has a great capacity for deep joy that I admire.
He wanted to hear his music uninterrupted and spit on his sister when she came into his room to chat.
These moments of choice step-by-step and consequence-by-consequence truly become the Life I experience.
This year as I focus on creating more humility through patience, the experiences that I a€?m creating through what Ia€™ve viewed up to now as limitations are supporting me in doing just that. Her words say that the stamens are the pollen-bearing male part of this delicate precious flower. She never considered herself handicapped, and her acceptance has brought me bravery and added awareness that life is created by the choice to live with a€?what isa€? with courage.
This quote by Anne Lamott brought me back to my intention to explore Nepoa€™s original questions.
Another man loses his job and decides to create a different way of living and becomes a role model for others.
We are a soul having a physical experience that has the opportunity to contribute to the healing of all living beings. In the peaceful stillness, I closed my eyes and let the gurgle of the racing river wash through me as the sun shared its warmth. Perhaps your belief is that your children should behave differently, but then you see them blossom into their own lives that are very different from what you imagined. If the answer is limits, look at it and let it go for it does not serve your Life or anyonea€™s.
With closer observation of the direction of the winds and of the angles of the sun, it becomes clear that the one that seems to be leaning-in has twisted, has transformed, and has become deeply rooted thereby protecting the other from the elements. Our patterned reaction may not be the healthiest response in this moment, and if it is not, it may be wise to make a different choice. It was clear to me that as a male, he had automatically assumed that the woman in his relationship had to have been weaker or less assertive for inequality to exist. Later a call came that a skunk, which appeared to have a broken leg, was outside the restaurant by the golf course. Life is by definition impermanent and the cultivation of acceptance has been my yearlong intention since Winter Solstice of last year.
I remembered a summer of disruption as Dad added the addition and my son walked in the foundation ditches and later put nails into the exposed electrical outlets. In that moment of presence, their togetherness seemed all that truly mattered, and I was touched by their love for each other.
No one knows in Life what will come next, living in this present moment is where we find our power. Ia€™ve watched the French Open and seen the victory there as a moment in time that is relevant only to the lives involved. She says thata€™s okay because the movement is subtle, but necessary to maintain the health of the back and ultimately the nerve in that area. I will trust the Universal force to support me in my learning and relax into the pain, feel it deeply in the moment; I will no longer resist the discomfort, but welcome it in with whatever message it brings.
Ia€™ve read, baked cookies, watched the birds out my window, slept late, meditated, done yoga, watched old movies, and just stayed in my home with just me. If I find one, I will look to see what I can learn from that situation in the present moment.
What a waste of my day!a€? These thoughts were still in my head as I entered the glass elevator with a few others on the top deck of the parking garage. The more advanced space vehicles are for exploration and have been kept well away from the public. The nuclear thermal rocket engine use a hydrogen propellant, augmented with oxygen for additional thrust. So much so, that now it is possible to adapt nearly all types of jet aircraft to this type of use. It seemed bettera€”it captured the light of my mooda€”but somehow did not convey the importance of that few hours of Moon Dancing with my Shadows. Now and then something would move in the silence and take my attention away from the shapes and forms of the plants that lined the walkway. Now absorbed in the beauty of the ocean, focused on the view in the camera, and not feeling my feet, my body tumbles down on the lower deck, my camera flies off into the grass about one foot from the lily pond. As more new-generation voters came to exercise their right to choose along with others that had been voting for a long time, it reminded me of how precious this right is to Americans.
As he voted, we prepared to go outside to collect a€?Zacha€™sa€? vote from the truck, being careful to follow procedures that would allow his ballet to be cast privately.
What I have never written about is how difficult and how painful it was to be the Mother of a dying son, and what Life was like for me when I could no longer touch his physical presence. No longer do I pretend that losing a sona€™s physical presence is easy, no longer do I need to be that strongest person in the room, no longer do I hide that losing him changed my own life in ways I could not have imagined. I smiled with the recognition that it is the Seer that I can trust and I let the Story of discontent go. The need for change calls to be embraced with wonder and welcoming; it is part of the personality that has formed my human experience for as long as I can remember. I try again; I want to catch the light and hold it, but the flame of the candle cannot be held, it must shine wherever it will or it disappears. Without judgment of how things should be, we can simply shine and bask in each othera€™s light.
His physical body left us nine years ago, but for me his spirit is in the sound of the wind through the treetops and in the light of an early Easter morning sunrise. And as I chuckle at this thought that is now present, my perception of losing some short-term memory gives me ample time to remember the most important thing: what is the present moment offering me as an opportunity.
My mother says, behind the flower the great sun, which I feel on my face, casts a dark surrounding edge that make the blossom even more vivid and creates a shadow of the stamens on the petal itself. The light shining in her sea foam green eyes reflects what she is seeing through my voice and her other senses. As a physical manifestation of a living Universe with unique skills, hopes, dreams, and personalities, how much healing we contribute is up to each of us for we have free will to choose what we will create. In the words of Lamott, I am truly, entirely, wildly, messily, marvelously who I was born to be.
The strength coming back into his body was coming too late for him to survive this incarnation, but he seemed to love his experiences on the bike.
Because of their ages, that would be a very long time into the future, but it was the logic I used to hold on to this small symbol of my sona€™s longing for health and my own. I turned and sped away leaving him to his own period of learning since he had not ridden a bike for sometime. It was a beautiful river, a beautiful moment, a beautiful bike, another memory, and I loved and was honored to share it with this friend.
Perhaps your belief is that you love to write, but that you are too old and unknown to get published; you go forward anyway and your book is published and it brings you great joy. Because they are almost 100 years old, their roots under the surrounding plants, rocks, and soil are entwined with and supportive of each other in ways that cannot be undone.
Since I did not feel he was open to the idea that this assumption was in and of itself telling about his view of equality, I just said there are many kinds of strength and the subject was ended. As this thought was taking up residence in my brain, I noticed a man and a small boy up ahead. She said, a€?He still makes me laugh.a€? He, in character, chuckled with pleasure at that thought. Ia€™ve dressed to go biking and yet I stayed in the drama unfolding at the French Open as if it had some significance in my own life. Time to make the smoothie that has become a part of my mornings of late: cantaloupe, pineapple, blueberries, yogurt, strawberries, apples, and raspberries. It has been years since I fearfully resisted emotional pain and stiffened and numbed against it.
For so long, I have worked to be conscious, to be authentic, to be present, and in that moment, the part of me that feels sorry for myself was active yet again. Unfortunately, they don’t bring the same charisma that previous characters have brought.  However, there is one exception.
The reactor heats the liquid hydrogen and injects liquid oxygen in the supersonic nozzle, so that the hydrogen burns concurrently in the liquid oxygen afterburner. Yes I said a€?shadows.a€? Now a week later I am at home and awake in the early hours of morning and I know it is time to write. Out of that stillness a rabbit hopped, two deer walked slowly behind me, and the early birds of morning began to chirp.
This week as I gazed at the two photos, the child and the woman, it dawned on me that the beauty of love has always been within me patiently waiting for me to rediscover it.
With the wisdom that I was changing my own life not his, I decided to offer him my support for sobriety one more time.
The silence of deep meditation, the practice to live in this moment, and the awareness that we are a part of something bigger than our physical being have supported me to accept and heal from the things I can not change. As we close our eyes and state our intentions for the week, I feel his love and send him mine. I am filled with love and gratitude for the ability to write my thoughts and feelings down in a way that enriches and expresses my experiences. Each day the intention to live in fear of losing a physical existence that is inevitable carries us away from the love that is the essence of the Life we all share. When I took it to be restored with new tires, etc., the repairman remarked on how well it was made and how unworn it appeared. Perhaps your belief is that your life experiences should have been different, but deep inside you know that it has been those experiences that have created you Life. This deep presence and seeing of their combined lives bring a growing appreciation of connectedness. By convention, equiluxes are the days where sunrise and sunset are closest to being exactly 12 hours apart. His physical pain during the discussion expressed itself in a visible expressed pain in his chest as he talked about the need to live a more solitary Life to insure his freedom to be himself. I have a deep knowing that no matter what my perception is in the moment, the Universe is a friendly supportive force within me that a€?does not take sides, but seeks only balance.a€? It is my intention to have compassion for what I hear and see and to learn the lesson of impermanence as I witness it in nature. What mattered was the memory of love and support that flowed through the energy of the house into me and then to my daughtera€™s family. I began to think he was just bored as my friend and I turned to playing games on my IPad, so I asked if he would like to join us. Their smells mingle with the sounds of the rain and for a moment the blender whirl drowns out all other sounds. I had forgotten this feeling of freedom that has moved my spirit since I was a child, the love of nighttime, and the magic of moonlight. Since staying here on the deck doesna€™t seem to be an option, I pull myself up, retrieve my camera (bent but not broken), and shuffle back to my room and sit silently on the bed. He lay in the back seat of the truck, and as I stood on my knees in the front seat to get his ID papers, Zach asked, Can I vote? It had been a few years since we had seen him because he just never showed up to family gatherings.
This time was different than before; this time I knew I could accept whatever choice he made, but he was my son and for myself I needed to offer him assistance one last time!
The deep wound of loss affected many of my relationships and still I clung to the strength of knowing that I had done the a€?righta€? thing. Without the wisdom and acceptance of or a€?surrendera€? to each moment as it is, I cannot choose an appropriate action with a conscious intent and honor my need to live authentically in this moment, and the next, and the next. Her voice falls upon my ears and her words become my thoughts, and I imagine with great specificity how the cherry blossom appears and admire its beauty. This cherry blossom is magnificent, and the glory of its connection to this growing child leaves me speechless and filled with awe for this blessed life.
Perhaps your belief is that there is only one Path to God and that prevents you from appreciating all those who believe in a different God than yours. Depending on where you stand, they are framed by the sky above, or the garden below, or by the giant stone arches of the porch. There is evidence that we are still there as surely as we are here through our choices to give of ourselves.
He said, a€?No, Ia€™ll just walk up to the edge of the golf course.a€? His demeanor seemed unusual, but I dismissed it and returned to the game my friend and I were sharing.
I glide to the coffee maker and the smell of coffee is strong enough to feel like I taste it already.
Just when I could hardly believe the vision my courage had co-created with the moon, a flock of wild geese cut the mist of the lake as they winged their way across in perfect formation. My body is tired, my mood is gray like the clouds above the ocean, and self-doubt seems to have taken me over. He had stopped answering his phone and his friends called me to say they thought he was dying. Perhaps your thoughts are that your thoughts are true and you do not question further how best to live your Life with yourself or in relationship to others. The annoyance I felt in my body as I viewed his pain turned into compassion and acceptance for us both. The back legs and rear of the frog were already in the snakea€™s mouth and the froga€™s body was badly bloated as its eyes bulged, its front legs kicked, and it sought freedom from the snake. My choice to visit the past because I love my daughter created a rare opportunity to catch a glimpse of time passing in the present, and my gratitude for my daughter and our choices to share our Life sang within my heart; a reminder and then a another memory of time passing in the present! I smile at the wonder of just being present without thinking something should be different than it is. This need to understand everything that happens has been a recurring theme for as long as I can remember. In that moment, under his white hair and beyond his aging body, there was the light of youth and his eyes held the same excitement I had witnessed in the young girl that morning. The last five years had been a roller coaster ride of emotions for me as he was better and then not better over and over again.
I could do this and I began a long path of self-healing without the courage to ask for support directly. Perhaps you have doubts about your own goodness and forget to look at the generosity that has been a major thread of your Life.
Earlier that day, a dog had stumbled upon a horneta€™s nest and had been stung badly, and a staff member went looking for the nest to eliminate it so humans could walk the path without being stung. I felt the pain of the froga€™s struggle; I wanted to do something to make this stop, but what?
I relived a day when my small son gave my baby daughter a drink from a cup as she rested in her crib; she almost drowned.
If I understand it then I can accept it, or more accurately change it; or so my Story goes. Then as if a powerful director had taken over the scene, a fish danced to the ice-like surface of the lake. Meditation had supported me in staying centered enough to love my daughter and her family, support my partnera€™s interests, hold a demanding job, and attempt to just enjoy and learn about my life. Perhaps your belief is that friends and family should be more open hearted and open minded and so you close your heart and mind to them. It is the most reoccurring event involving injury that comes to the attention of the Nature Foundation.
They are delicious and colorful in contrast to the dark quiet of the room and the day outside my window.
I turned to find a circle of life rippling the water and the dancing fish no longer visible. Perhaps you have made what seems like a mistake and your belief is that you cannot be forgiven and that thought keeps you separate from someone you love. My thought was that the bees were there first and should be left alone to resettle into their lives.
I chose only to stand and watch with sadness and curiosity as this unusual sighting in nature played out. I gaze at my joy garden that is bright with purple, pink, and white against a blue-gray sky. It had the slight chill of autumn, and I could imagine the burst of color that would soon fill the trees. On this glorious October day, I felt that I had done everything I could and my body sagged from the weight of wanting him to be different.
Perhaps the belief is that if you dona€™t act in a certain way, you will not gain acceptance; but someone once said, a€?if you do not always bring with you who you truly a€?area€™ others will fall in love with who you are a€?nota€? and how limiting will that be?
It is hard to express all that I saw through the visual memory there in our first small house. It took him some time to physically fill out the ballot, and it was my honor to wait for him.
For me, Zacha€™s light infused the darkness around the truck and as I looked from my fellow poll workera€™s eyes to Zacha€™s son-in-lawa€™s eyes, they seemed to glow with something unexplainable. I could no longer watch so we turned away and continued our walk through this civilized and yet still wildly natural, tourist attraction. In the pages, he quotes, William Stafford: What can anyone give you greater than now, starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?



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