Truth: The Purpose of Life According to an Angel

Meeting Angels, or Lords as they are titled in the Spiritual Realm is always absolute splendor even if its just a vision, but this Ancient being is grace on tap. I see her with overwhelming admiration for all that she stands for. She is simply referred to as the “Mother”. The story of her is a novella in itself, so here we sit in the middle of the story, as I asked her, “What is the Purpose of Life?”

“Joy Dear. Joy is the Purpose.” The Angel said as she sipped her Tea.

My initial reaction was perplexing. But then she explained it to me. She asked me to consider my place in the cosmos. You are a spec of sand on one massive sphere. That massive sphere is a spec of sand in a massive universe and that universe is a spec in the cosmos. Are you a master of the universe yet? Consider your smaller place in the stars, who’s only objective is to support, serve, protect and most of all love, all that is around you. From the family that gave you birth, to the neighbor you don’t know, to the animals and trees, take care of it all, and do it well, be support and love for all life that crosses your path. Now if I commit to that, and you do it, and everyone does it everywhere, we will have Joy. Just endless Joy.

Then she took me outside to the night sky, but her sky was filled with bright stars as far as the eye could see.

“When your ready, and only after your ready, then this..” As she raised her arms to the sky “Can all be yours, as long as you take care of it.”

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World Predictions 9-22-23

I had a vision of two men, laying on dirt ground, dressed in baseball attire, everything was black as night, they seemed injured or deceased? Then as I floated up, everything shifted, it was day time, a large group of individuals celebrated, all dressed in red attire, some of them with ball caps. (When its black as night it usually mean “Death”}

As October approaches expect Covid to make her return, patches of locations, scattered. The blow to this virus still approaches.

The Black Book, has nothing to do with Florida at all. If you looked at the full body of my work, we also predicted the shifting tides of our world, from the Terrorism of ISIS, to Leadership upheaval, to Covid, then Putin, all layered timelines overlapping each other, and we predicted them all. A new one approaches and I am sorry to say that with our water crisis in one hand, the other hand has a return to “Terrorism” The black book is a reminder the US, India, France, Russia, all have moments of terrorism, most of which comes in 2024. I will be presenting it three parts, in the coming posts.

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What The Spiritual Realm Predicted for 2023

What is Coming in 2023 Ignoscoa Rises. What is coming in 2023.. “Freedom”. I asked and Micah responded screaming it, loudly, “Freedom”. The Year Ignoscoa Rises. But hidden behind it a new challenge, a new monster, a new threat rises. Its not Putin, Its not Covid or another horrible virus. But without action it will become our biggest issue moving forward. Its name simply put is Water. What is coming in 2023 “The year water ruined us.” The faucet taps are dry. There is no water supply in many of the coffers, streams, and rivers to fuel our needs. Flooding is epic, I had a vision of just moving water, but an entire city was completely under water,

The year water ruined us is happening. For once I hold good news to share, because if you recognize this prediction is happening, then the rest of the description of 2023 is coming as well. As it reads:

What is Coming in 2023 On the eve of Christmas as a child, in the dead of night, while all slept, I was told; “A set of prophets, A set of guides, A set of the ancient, A set of the wise, and the return of a great King. Our King. Generation after generation ocean waves of Spirituality are coming to change our world and ends its cruelty”

“They will all come, one after another, born generation to generation, when there is life giving power. First our knights, then our bishops, then our Queens, and finally our King, generation side by side.”

Previous Years:

Whats Coming in 2022 …Then a band of Rawhide Thugs got on the racetrack, dressed in old-style cowboy outfits for the outlaws. The first face I could make out was a familiar one; it was Death himself, I crossed his image before, and I am familiar with his horse. The second racer had a joker’s face; painted with makeup that was smeared as if trying to remove it,, he was dressed more like Barnum and Bailey. He had a twisted grin and filthy dirty hands… An announcer of the race came over the loudspeaker. “Thank God, the race is ending now. It’s coming to its ending.” in this old WW1 voice.

Whats Coming in 2022 I had a vision. I was looking at a chessboard; then, I became a part of the chessboard. I walked through this large beautiful marble, cold, stony floor at night. There were life-sized pieces, then on both sides, black and white chess pieces fell. First the king, then a queen, then another king. They all begin to fall. They were replaced by pawns and bishops. I could hear ticking, ticking, ticking, as the board circled like a clock, then the board was forever different.

Coming For 2021 World Predictions 1-4-21 I had a visual I was floating through a hall towards, a large Philco wooden radio. Then suddenly it turned on, A DJ started talking over the radio as commercials ended. “ Welcome back everyone, welcome back to the year 1949.” It’s a message comparing one year to another. What happened that might be the reference? Historically 1949 would be remembered for the very destructive earthquakes, especially on the west coast. The year is especially known for the massive change in government and government alliances. Communism would rise while the west united. The Cold War was around the corner. It was an optimistic year, as the restrictions of the horrible war ended. The year of the ‘Common man’.

Both NATO, Russia and a new Cold War became center stage.

Coming For 2020: World Predictions 10-6-19 I had a visual of China, in the eastern coastal region semi close to Taiwan, that was marked. On the map was the number 2. I had a visual of a map showing an area between France and Spain in the more northern region. Then the area turned red, the red are grew outward, getting larger and larger. “An epidemic is coming that will move with such fury.” Then it shifted to show people in tents coughing.

World Predictions for 2019 Russia goes to war with its neighbor, determined to gain territory.

World Predictions of 2018 The Word of 2018: Enough! The World Predictions of 2018 with a renewed focus to circle the world. “Enough! Enough!.. So many fed up with their governments. From protest to all out violence, sudden shifts as new leaders rise.. and the old ones fall.”

World Predictions of 2018 The Word of 2017: Topsy Turvy, The first bombshell is coming soon.. Trump.. what starts off as a small issue grows and grows.. fraud.. fraud.. fraud.. back channel deals.. Zero then five” — Spirits Voice
Previous prediction:
“Wait.. Wait”
There is an epic bombshell coming, other bombshells follow, the US politics continue.. disarray.. topsy turvy
Russia.. back door deals.. tape-taps.. the strain between the US and Russia mounts so bad that a new cold war is inevitable.” – Spirits Voice

A prediction for another era: In or around the year 2154.. World Peace.. it will be achieved and last past a thousand years.

A message from the Spiritual Realm, a reminder of another old message. Family must always come First! The Spiritual Realm is unwavering on that position:

How To Connect To the Spiritual Realm

Have you ever wondered what heaven is truly like? Have you ever yearned for help and knowledge from the Spiritual Realm and heard silence? Do you look up at the stars and ask, where are you? And yet the access to all of heaven, and all those you love and your Creator, sits under your feet, in the depths of your mind, and at your fingertips. Anyone can connect. Anyone can create an orbit, that will link them not only to the loved ones, but to the awe inspiring wisdom of the entire universe. It’s yours. Religions and Faiths hold all the road maps, I simply found my path. I would very much like to share that path with you so you may have the divinity you deserve. Allow me to introduce Step one of four parts and together I will introduce you to the unknown Splendor that waits for you. Allow me, to be your teacher in the class:

“How To connect To the Spiritual Realm”
September 22nd at 6:00 PM-7:00 PM The class is 60$ and runs for one hour. The Zoom Link will be sent to all those requesting the class.
So Please contact us to reserve your spot

Students, those of you who took this first class already and paid for the class months ago, I am inviting you back, a redo if you want, as long as you paid for it, your welcome back for a refresher, maybe come back and learn a tad bit more detail because when we unveil the third class “How to Connect to the Divine” there will be multiple references to the first class.

I hope by now you recognize, I have a unique gift. I predicted the fall of Bin Laden, the Rise of ISIS, Belgium and France attacks, Water on Mars, Both of Trumps impeachments, Putins plans to invade Ukraine, and now the deluge of water ravaging our world. All warnings from this divine place to help curve our nightmares, and perhaps when we are ready to listen, solutions. Because I want you to have these divine messages. Become their healer, Become their light! Become the intuitive that saves the day, become full again with Spirituality of Splendor and glow so bright all darkness falls. Join us.

The path to my divine place, set to create all my world predictions,, “Shimmy! I Love you Shimmy!..” A new class is set for October, and the entire class is about Shimmy what Edgar Cayce called Akashic Records. What many others call Nirvana.

I use to have one goal. To alter the predictions I write. To alter tragedy and I will continue that mission. But I have a new goal larger than the last. To introduce you to the Spiritual Realm. To help open that door for you. Such Joy, Such Love, Such kindness, compassion and nobility. Meet the forces in charge and you realize we will all be just fine.

Truth: The Weight of Judgement

Truth! Presented as it always should have been presented as a story I share with you. We are so backlogged with Truths. So many I have waiting for you, and their are two “Ultimate Truths” coming! Truly beyond Joy. For the Written version give me a few days, I would like to make it word for word. I want to know what you think about their message? Which Bee are you?

The Reference in the video:

Lord Ma Ra Queen of Death

What is Coming in 2023 Ignoscoa Rises
“The year of Freedom, the year water ruined us.”
What is coming in 2023?
“The year water ruined us.”
The faucet taps are dry. There is no water supply in many of the coffers, streams, and rivers to fuel our needs. Flooding is epic, I had a vision of just moving water, but an entire city was completely under water.

World Predictions 6-1-23 “Collapse” A vision of Lord Ma Ra.
Then as I opened my eyes after the vision, there she stood, by one of the trees. Her dress was an ornate blue dress that had Indian fabric and laced with multiple jewels and diamonds, the dress had a Victorian air to it as it flowed largely in the bossom . Her hair was a perfect silk black, that flowed down. Behind her was the most massive Lion. Above her, crows flocked in circulation. She gave me a Mona Lisa smile, not opening her mouth, and then disappeared as if air in the wind. The great ancient one, Lord “Ma Ra” Oh this is a very bad. Last time Ma Ra was here was February 2020. Do you recall all the change that came after that moment. But the collapsing message is equally terrifying. In 2011 I made one of my very first world predictions, I had a vision of a clay plate being pulled from the ocean and then smashed it to dust. The Japanese Tsunami would follow. In January 2020 I had a vision of a gold coin, then it was smashed into dust. Soon afterward the economy crashed due to Covid. This message is epic and large. But what?? At first I immediately leaned in on earthquake. It was on the ground. But web? Maybe the Internet crashes? Maybe something web like, a web of lies, a web of terror? Ma Ra presence would imply two things, mass death, or the hand of justice.

One day later there was a horrible train crash in India and Five days later. Mass death would arrive, with a Dam Collapse, she was there to warn me, mass death was coming for her to deal with.

Ma Ra was there to facilitate death itself. Who is Ma Ra? She is one of many “Lords” and as such she sits at the highest of all tables in the heavens. She isn’t just ancient but a “First One”. One of many of the Gods architects.

Let’s begin with why? Why is this Lord of death a dominate force here at world predictions? Look at my work. Covid19, Indonesia Tsunami, ISIS, earthquakes and hurricanes, I predict death, count how many dead I have predicted over the last decade. It is uncountable. So as we work to observe all of humanities horrors, there she is always in the background toiling, Mara is always there working to fix the moment. To clean up the endless messes humanity brings her. Here above in the video, while the water broke she floated in the sky like a Queen Bee with her armada greeting the dead. Not just human death, but all the animals as well. She ensures there passes is safe, she ensures your death is calm, is warm and as comfortable as possible, she ensures only those invited go to heaven. She is the ultimate mother of mothers. But controlling death for the King is not her only role.

Mara loves babies. She really is “Mother”. She adores all new life. She gives sacred blessings to the children of those who serve her. Put Mara in a nursery and she will tickle their little feet, squeeze their cute cheeks, play peeky boo and warm the children with endless blankets. Seriously she won’t leave the nursery, she loves kids. Loves to read to them, loves to hug and adore them. So hear my warning for anyone that is cruel. For those of you who would dare to cross the King, know she will always be there to deal with you. But Children? It’s best to leave your evil filthy hands off. There is a special place for those that hurt children simply because she oversees all of death and at her core she is still “Mother”. Which leads me to what Mara is most famous for. Why the entire universe and the heavens fear her. Including me. I tremble at the very name.

When you die, the universe will open itself up to you with open arms. It will share your life with all life and everyone will celebrate your return. The parties they have are endless. It is joy on tap, love from billions of hearts all celebrating you and your return home. But there are some. Just a sliver, in which we have no desire to celebrate. For them they would only receive eyes of disgust. Some that violate all of us without any regard to our well being. They are greeted by Mara, and Mara alone, and when she greets them, its best they go quietly because make no mistake she is the hand of justice.

Now I introduce her to you as I introduce the new topic the “Ancient Ones” Before this universe ever existed, there was a family. A family of the first beings that gave birth to this place. Understand she has always been there quietly in all my work. I have even marked the moment with her presence “The Horseman” which is a nod to our first encounter. We mention her here Beirut Explosion , and here Whats Coming in 2022 and she was there for this prediction World Predictions 3-29-20 and dominated the entire day of the 6th of October, as this set of predictions was created World Predictions 10-6-19, we would watch that bomb drop together, on opposite sides of the rubicon, we were there to observe the tactical nuke drop and she was there to deal with the aftermath and horror humanity would leave in its wake. In every moment of her presence my entire group of Sprits bow to the Lord as we would bow with all Lords. We bow to one knee, and hold out our weapon or tool, as if to say this is yours, and I am here to serve you. I could write an entire novel on this one figure alone and the countless times we have crossed paths. Many of them in personal readings and a few to help little old me out of a bind. She is there as an Angel. As a Mother. As the Key holder to death itself and as the hand of Justice.

Now to the point:

Recently (On June 16th 2023) my son Christian graduated Elementary School. Bea was so proud, I on the other hand was confused by the moment? The school had a huge elaborate poster that read “Congratulations Grad Students” But in my mind I thought?? But he didn’t graduate. None of these children are graduating. They are just going to middle school? That doesn’t count. Graduation only counts when its over. But I go along with the moment because Bea just would not have it any other way even with my argument of logic. As we clapped and cheered our young babies, I sat in the back. The door was open and suddenly there was a jolting crisp breeze. In the moment I immediately fell into a vision.

I had a vision I was looking out of a window of an elementary school, and Mara Queen of Death walked with conviction and speed to the other side of the school outside. Her gown was a beautiful flowing white marvel, there was a large sheet that crossed the white gown, covered in ornate flowers of all kind, Her silk black hair flowed down next to the lion walking next to her. She walked with convictions crossing the halls. Then she was out of sight. Assuming she was gone, I looked back at the audience of parents and students, Then I glanced curiously to the window. I looked back to see her staring at me. A sight of Indian Beauty. Her eyes pierced me directly, as she nodded ever so slightly, and then fixed her hair back in a braid. I immediately began to get up to bow out of respect but the minute I did, she floated away.
The Queen of Death, Mara is getting ready to work.

One of two possible meanings hold. Another horrifying moment of mass death approaches. Or she is here to collect a soul. There is already a list. Ali Khamenei, Alexander Lukashenko, and Vladimir Putin.

As a human you are one individual, one soul, having life after life, each time different from the last, each time different face, different place, different and yet the core of you is the same. The Ancient Ones sit at the polar opposite of that equation. They have the power to divide that one individual into multiple versions. All of them different, their look, their tone, their task all different and yet they are one core individual. Allowing them to be anywhere at anytime.

The ancient ones have a message for you. But before we get to that I have to ask? What is the greatest problem on our world? What is the one thing, the top of all things that needs to be fixed here on planet earth. Their answer is guaranteed not to be yours. But lets test that. Share it in the comment section. What’s the biggest problem here on earth? Because fixing this place requires us to know what the problem is.

The Awesome and Flawed Life of Eric Leigh-Pink P5

It was in The Awesome and Flawed Life of Eric Leigh-Pink P1 that I discussed how I link myself, to a person, to the land, to time, to the universe. Its as if everything in the universe, all of it had a voice. A voice most of us can’t hear. But there is “One” voice I wait for most of all.

Its 10am and I need to start my meditation for the multitude of personal readings I am about to do. Time for my day job. I normally go outside for this specific meditation. It is a meditation set to download some of the information I receive for your readings. Normally its a ray of multiple subjects all at once. So many voices. Random, out of order, and very confusing, but this is the equivalent of preparing. If I was cooking it would be the moment of chopping the vegetables to prepare for a pan that comes later. But this day seems different. I hear it. It always starts with a ringing in my ears. The ringing will continue through out the day. I hear it and exuberance takes over me, like a child on Christmas Day. This is a rare treat. One that has happened so many times before. The calling of the “One” The vision starts as it always has a hundred times before.

The vision always has me standing on a beach. The air is both windy and overcast, the sky sprays me with subtle rain, as my bare feet hold, while the ocean splashes against my legs, the tide pulling at my feet back and forth. I am always dressed in an oversized black overcoat, the bottom of the coat lays in the ocean waves. Then the wind picks up. In this moment I look to see who is to the left of me. Today its Marcus leader of our personal readings. Oh how I yearn, maybe, just maybe, one day Micah, leader of the World Predictions will be standing there. Here are both of us receiving a very important message for someone. As a testament to the moment, to the sacred message there are always two witness’s. Then it begins.

I feel so utterly small, a sense of fear takes hold. The sky becomes electrical. I can feel it all around me, the ringing grows in pitch. I feel this invisible energy envelope me, like moving fire, it surrounds the entire space we are in, the entire beach, and the ocean as far as one can see. Then BOOM. Crack! Followed by a large massive electrical thunder strike. We watch as the lightning brightens up the entire sky for a second. Then the vision ends. What will happen next, is a message for one of the many people I am talking too. I will know it because apart of the message will have a huge glow to represent the “One”.

The “One” is a force all on its own. There is our universe, that blankets all life everywhere. The life of both Spirit and humans all answer to the wills of the universe, set to fulfill a “Plan” for all of us. But there is one force, One group that existed before the Universe. A Creator sits at the center of this group, along with the Creator is his first born children, that Spirit has dubbed the Ancient ones, they in turn have a King, A King that rules it all. This entire group is referred to as the “One” because it is separate from the whole. Separate from the Universe because it created the Universe. It was first. Some call this group Angels. Others call them deities. All I can say is This is who I serve, this is who I kneel to, this Beach is my Church, my temple. Here I have the honor of giving a message that is beyond us. No matter what the message, this force has always managed to prevail. They never fail. They are as the vision projects, a bolt of lightning. A force that cannot be stopped, cannot be quelled. It moves fast and leaves just as quick always putting the individual with a twinge of doubt. But they are unstoppable, there will becomes reality. Their message will be life changing. I feel almost daily like the drummer boy in the Christmas special. I have the honor to stand between two vast spaces, life and death, the sand and the ocean, I live for both, but I answer to this majestic energy. The force of the “One”. Yet I am just a simple man, playing my drums for something beyond me.

Then the vision ends. Now comes the reading in a few hours. I wait until the message arrives. This is where I must have an intermission. These are sacred messages, sacred and given only to the one who should receive it. But an example is warranted. So it just so happens that in one of the hundred times I have done this, one time, the lightning hit me! I mean I saw the bolt cross the night sky, Macabe was standing with me and then it hit me, throwing me back into the sand. That specific vision, shocked me, I spent the entire day waiting for a message. Then I fell asleep and the vision came…

The year was 2007,

my brother had just died and my family was broken. Shattered into a million pieces. Our extended family in the moment of grief tried to bring us back from the cold fog that was our lives. So our extended family took us out to Disneyland. But I wasn’t feeling it at all. So I left, I went back to San Diego, to have the “One” unknowingly waiting for me just as I took a seat in my chair to meditate. Then the night came.

As I fell asleep on that day. I stood there with my feet in the wet sand, as the cold ocean splashed against them, It was the ocean that begin to glow like a bright light, so bright that it lit up the night sky. It looked as if night became day, but upside down.

“Go back. Go back now. Go back” I could hear whispers carried over the wind both distant and close.

I know the message will be short, I know time is a factor on all things involving this great power I serve. So I screamed out:


Then I looked behind me. Oddly behind me was Disneyland, then it glowed. It glowed like a white bright fog had engulfed the small Disney town. I would wake up the next day and without hesitation, found a train, and got on it. I didn’t have a dime to my name at the time but wouldn’t you know it. Someone who owed me money, just so happened to pay it all back in full. So I suddenly had the means to get there. Then it shifted yet again, I was running late to the train, and I stepped on the train at the very last second. Another odd moment where it seemed like all the barriers magically went away.

I walked into Disneyland as a surprise for my mother. She did not know I was coming. I approached her from the side, but then I saw her. She was in shambles, crying, she looked lost in the moment. This wasn’t fun at all. Then I put my hands out almost imitating Mickey Mouse. At first Bea looked oddly, at what I was doing, then she realized it was me, her son. Joy swept her face. She became excited to see me. I quickly walked up and held her in my hands, she was talking, but her words volume plummeted to a faint whisper as the sky above me became white raging fire I could hear. I looked up as it swirled with tints of rich colors. Oh color, the Spiritual realm is beyond colorful. Then the white fountain of fire poured down on both of us. Just as it did, I squeezed my mom ever so harder. It felt so warm. So comforting. I could feel the heat pour down my body. They healed us. It was a moment. A moment that has made me unwaveringly loyal. I felt my Creator. It was brief. It was beyond approach. But I did feel him.

That changes you. It shows you without words or sounds that this force answers to one emotion. One calling. The calling of the King. Love. Love dictates their every move. They will protect it. They will fight for it and they will bend those that fail to see its beauty, they will bend them to their will. They are the “One” and I am honored to be just one of a trillion other soldiers, students, and loyal servants playing my drums.

For Bea. My Anchor.

I may not be able to share your experiences with this great light, but you on the other hand can. Some of you might find a need to keep it private, but if your willing share your experiences with the Divine.

Truth: The Lady Bug That Changed My Life

Truth! I held out specifically to share this story myself. This is one of seven of my most awesome moments in life.

So thoughts on our new direction? Thoughts on the videos? We are about to alter this entire site thanks to those of you helping us in droves. Thank you! The running idea from Spirit is for this site to look like a 1900s newspaper. To pay respect to the past that creates the future. The video here should meet the standard of look. So far this video is the closest I can get to the right 1900s look. (Elephant Shirt clearly not 1900s) What would you change? If you were me what would you alter?

Changes: The biggest obstacle is I want everyone to be able to go to this site and read just World Predictions and somehow add the news on the side of the post? Or a small message that the prediction happened? Perhaps a way to mark it? But this site should focus on our World Predictions and not an endless amount of ”This prediction has happened”

For now there will be Daily video of world predictions and then every Sunday post a recap of all the ”World Predictions” to document all the work.

Ideas: Hire an artist to draw and give bios for each Spirit involved. I need an awesome artist for that.


When Does the Soul Enter the Body at Birth

It’s time to share knowledge. Share it everyone, if your bold. I am open to all your conversation on the topic:

Are we still having technical issues? I would like to know if the sound is still a problem. If it is not I would like to share all the podcast in one post, so you can listen to it together. Later we will transcribe the message.

Lying Is Still Bad

Lying is still bad. It’s what your parents taught you. Lying is bad. It is written in the Great Book, our prophets even carved it in stone for you. Do you want to know why it’s bad? America, take a peek at your current state of affairs.
So we say to all of you move forward with the Wisdom of this moment. Integrity and Truth matter.

That’s their message! Oh how this site is going a new way. Their voice, their opinions, their predictions, their knowledge all coming. They want it all now. A new blog is forming. I even question if it should be called “World Predictions”. A larger announcement will come out soon. Make no mistake our objective is still the same, we aim to alter the tragedies we predict.
Share their wisdom.

Truth: Water and The Soul

Spirit needs to set the stage for something that might be a bit mind-blowing. This is not the post over why we die, I am still working on that. I honestly could have waited to share this! I was thinking, share it in a few decades when I am old. But the spirits are poking me with the Mr Roboto song, it plays over and over in my head, I let the lyrics speak for themselves.
There are three Truths I have in this noggin I hesitate to share because it’s just so opposite of what everyone believes. This is just one piece of those Truths. More information will come in the following Truths this message is a stage being set to explain life and death better. This is a description of us and how our experiences in life are truly boundless.

Imagine a table. You’re holding a jug of water. On the middle of the table is a small cup—a view of the world forms over the table. Then the jug fills the cup before spilling over. Puddles of water sit in multiple parts of the table. Even splashes on the sides.
The cup is you, that person in the mirror. The water is your soul. The table is Earth. The soul functions like water in almost every way. It can separate and reunify over time. Yes, let it sink in; you are everywhere. Every living creature with a conscience is us.

803 life cycles. That is a lot of life I have experienced. The soul is a being with the memory and experiences that far outweigh anything my human mind could truly contain. The soul is beyond superior in every way to the creatures it breathes life into. Who you are is just a piece of a larger being. A being that wants to consume every last drop of life experience.

This message has multiple layers, we will cover over time. There is a lot to cover. Like an onion being pulled back we will get to the details underneath. Wait until we get to the bottom of that onion!

Fun Fact: Those dreams of flight and deep oceans, those repetitive dreams of very specific places unknown to you are memories of the whole of you. The soul has a very unique mind, that breaks our earthly boundaries .

Truth: Souls 1

Pandora, here we go!

The flame of a wick. It surrounds the wick, engulfs it. Sways with the changing wind. The flame is separate yet attached. The colors shift and change depending on the moment. The flame could be bright. The flame could be dim. The flame is your soul, and you are the wick.

I remember the conversation as a child. I was in Sunday school, and someone asked an adult, “Where is your soul?” The adult pointed to his heart and said, “Right here.” What? I thought, No, that’s all wrong? The soul surrounds you like the shell of a light bulb. I questioned whether or not I should correct what is clearly in error. I opted not to. As an eight-year-old, I did not feel it would go well. In my own child’s mind, I questioned the logic here. If the soul was inside you, how would the soul see anything? Does it float in the blood or have to stay in the heart? He had to be joking. Later I found out he was not joking.
The soul surrounds you, encompasses you. It wants every morsel of experience. Every drop of every single event, it wants to consume. Especially those that its immortal experience doesn’t understand so well. More than that is how you meet your soul mate. Each introduction requires our flames to cross. When they recognize each other, an electrical charge unfolds. You body flutters, your mind is forced to change objectives that direct attention to that flame you just met. You know them, they know you, and like cosmic magic, you start where you left off in the last chapter, a new chapter forms, and life gives meaning because you found each other. (It’s so awesome!)

It was someone else who nailed it perfectly. “The body is just a horse that the soul rides.”

Truth: Heavens Goodbye

It’s said that before you leave heaven to come here, the Creator has a departing message.
“Be you.. be me” Then as you leave others remind you with heaps of optimism “Be Godly”

Be love. Be compassion. Be tolerance. Be giving. Be forgiving. Create and build. Provide light and warmth to others. Be Godly.

Today we pay our respects to all the American troops. That is especially true for my Veteran brother William Leigh-Pink aka Chilly Willy, who died in 2007.