Covid19 and the Eye of the Storm

We are co-creators of this reality with the One Creator.  The world has become so polarized between Love and Hate, Conservative and Liberal, Blessings and Curses, Heaven and Hell; that our current reality is literally fracturing into two time lines.  We are witnessing a separation into two very different realities.  Those filled with hate have chosen to stay behind in the current downward spiraling 3-dimensional reality.  Their hate is demonstrated by the self-destructive decisions they make and support for our country and humanity.  For example, why would anyone make it illegal to treat Covid19 patients with anti-malaria drugs when there is evidence that it may help?  Yet several States (Michigan and Nevada) have done just that.  Because of their desire for self-destruction, many on the internet conspiracy forums actually want doom and desire to be trapped in this hell. They are very easily spotted by the negativity of their behavior.  They name call, denigrate, use profanity, promote lies and fear to draw others into their Hellish reality. 

At the same time, those filled with love are finding it more and more difficult to function in the current reality so filled with hate and animosity.  They offer facts and advice out of love and are met with the hateful behavior of their polar opposites.

The Creator is one. He is throughout everything and everyone in the universe. He sustains all. Those that are selfish and hateful separate themselves from His love and become self-destructive because they hate both the Creator and themselves. Those that are filled with love become more unified with the One and His creation. They do His will and bring his love into this reality. They go within and find His oneness and His love always.

The chosen reality we enter is up to each individual.  Will you reject fear and hate to choose love and unity for your spiritual evolution?  Or will your current enjoyment of fear and hate keep you imprisoned in your current reality?

There was information posted on the forum called godlikeproductions which was applicable to the decisions each of us are facing during these difficult times.  Whether it is actually channeled information or not is irrelevant as the information itself is what is most relevant to think about.  The following December 2019 transmission from the channel Bashar who emphasized the importance for us to remain in the eye of the storm, and also emphasized what a pivotal year this would be and that we are crossing a threshold. Here's a quote from the session:

“What’s coming up is very important, in terms of your timing. We have said, that your year of 2020 is a pivotal point in what you call your history. You are shifting through a very particular moment. Crossing a very particular threshold. And so, at this timing, it is important for certain states of being to be paramount within you - to help you through this time – to help you cross that threshold – in a positive and constructive manner. For what comes after, will be predicated very strongly on what you do and who you are in 2020 … we would like each and every one of you to know how important it is for you to truly be yourselves in the coming year. How important it will be for you to make decisions that are in alignment with your best discernment. How important it will be and how important it is for you to remain at the center of the storm. Because, if I may use some of your colloquial language, 2020 is going to be NUTS. It’s going to be crazy. And it is of paramount importance that you remain, if you wish to be on a certain train, in the eye of the storm where it’s calm. Where peace and solitude reign. Where even though you may see the storm raging all around you, swirling around you, thundering and lightening all around you, it is more important than ever before, and more important than it will be for quite a long time, during this crossing, during this threshold, during this pivotal year, to be at peace within yourself, to be calm within yourself, to be centered within the eye of the storm ...”

So, choose wisely, choose love and oneness with the Creator.  Manifest Heaven.  A world without evil.  A world without sickness and death.  A world full of possibilities.  A world of freedom!

The Buffalo Encounter at Yellowstone National Park July 2016

Buffalo at Mammoth Hot Springs YNP

Photo credit L.M. Hoskins

I was traveling on my way to a fish and wildlife meeting in Cody, Wyoming from Ogden Utah.  Since there is no direct driving route to Cody, I decided to take the scenic route through Yellowstone National Park.  As fate would have it, I hit road construction south of Island Park, Idaho on highway 20 on my way to West Yellowstone.  I sat in the sweltering 90 plus degree heat for over an hour before resuming to the west entrance of the park.  It was already late in the afternoon by the time I paid my $ 30 entrance fee to travel through the park to Cody.  Not too many miles into the park I encountered more road construction signs so decided to avoid additional road construction by taking the northern loop to Mammoth Hot Springs and then swinging back to the south to Fishing Bridge to exit out of the east entrance to Cody.

It was near 7 pm when I came to a major tourist traffic jam at Mammoth Hot Springs.  There was a heard of elk milling along the road and I could see a cow and calf just standing right in the middle of the road holding up the traffic flow.  Instead of waiting in another long string of cars, I clicked my blinker on, pulled onto the right should for about a hundred feet and entered the Mammoth Hot Springs parking lot where I parked my Toyota 4Runner.

Instead of waiting in my car, I exited to walk the wooden walkway around the springs to enjoy my time waiting.  I hiked up the winding boardwalk admiring the springs and travertine deposits along the steep path until I began descending down the walk on the south side of a small hill.  A young married couple with two small children hurried up the trail towards me.

“Be careful, there is a buffalo lying next to a juniper tree near the trail just below here.”  The man cautioned me.

“Alright.”  I replied.  “Thanks for the warning!”

I slowed my brisk pace and peered down the wooden walkway as I went.  When I came around the next major curve in the trail, I spotted the buffalo bedded down by the juniper tree.  However, it wasn’t a big buffalo, it was a calf that was just a few months old.  It looked straight at me and tilted its’ head at a slight angle and grunted.  I stared back at it as our eyes made contact.  Suddenly, it was like we were connected in some mystical way.

In my mind I heard the buffalo talk as it rose to stand up.  “Would you scratch behind my ear?”

My jaw dropped down as I continued to stare into the buffalo’s eyes.  “How is it that I can understand you?”  I blurted out.

“You are Cherokee are you not?”  The calf answered.

“Well.”  I stammered.  “I am really an American mutt.  I am mostly Scotch-Irish, but my maternal great-grandmother was part Cherokee I think.  How did you know?”

“I had a dream that told me.”  The calf answered back and then nodded his head in the direction of my shirt.  “In my dream I saw a watcher with a trout on his shirt just like yours.  The Creator told me that he would help me.”

“Did you just call me a watcher?”  I asked.

“Yes, here in this place there are many watchers that do silly things.  Some get too close to the herd and we stomp them and gore them.  But just north of here is an invisible barrier where the silly watchers turn into watchers that kill us and eat us.  Somehow the watchers on the other side of the barrier turn into predators like wolves and bears and don’t do silly things.”  The buffalo explained.

“Well, if you call us watchers, what do you call yourselves?”  I inquired of him.

He tilted his head slightly more.  “We call ourselves something that translates to ‘Beings with the thundering hooves.  The Cherokee called us Yansi.  Years later the horse riders called us buffalo.  Nowadays the watchers call us bison.  I think I like the name of buffalo the best of what we are called by the watchers.”

The buffalo started slowly walking towards me again.  “Would you please scratch behind my ear?  A bug must be in there.”

I held out my hand and started backing away from him.  “Stop!”  I insisted.  “I cannot help you.  My smell will get on you and your herd will kick you out and abandon you!”

The buffalo stopped walking and dropped its’ head.  “It is too late.  I have already been kicked out of the heard and have to fend for myself.”

“How did that happen?”  I probed.

The calf let out a big sigh as he began telling his story.  “Earlier this year when I was born I heard a story of a great wildlife biologist named Yohanan that encountered the herd years ago.  He was traveling through the park and was admiring our herd while talking on his phone.  One of the elder cows overheard him say that he worked for predator control.  So she waited until he was done talking on his phone before slowly approaching him.  As she approached, she did everything she could to mentally connect with him and luckily he was open to her thoughts.  Within a short time they were communicating very well.  In exchange for key inside information on wolves, bears, and sage grouse, Yohanan agreed to control more of the predators attacking the heard.  Yohanan became a hero and legend among the buffalo.  So when he traveled through the park a few days ago, the old cow yelled out, “There he is!  It is Yohanan our hero!”  It was at that point that I made my fatal mistake.  I immediately ran to meet this wonderful wildlife biologist.  I ran right up to him and asked him to scratch me behind my ear as I had a bug in it that day as well.  He reached out and scratched it as I had requested while I stared at him in admiration.  A true living legend he was.”

“That sounds like a good story.”  I answered the buffalo calf.

“No, not for me.  For when I tried to return to my herd they exiled me because I smelled like a watcher.  I pleaded with my mother that it was Yohanan’s smell, but she said it did not matter.  The rule of the herd was supreme.  My path was sealed as an outcast even though it was a foolish mistake out of ignorance.”  The calf painfully explained.

“Well, I cannot help you.  Even though I am a biologist, I am a fish biologist.  And my supervisor gave me clear instructions not to pick up any baby bison when I traveled through the park to the meeting.  So I simply cannot help.”  I said defensively.

“Oh no!”  The calf retorted back.  “I know you cannot take me and help me.  I would not fit into your car and I cannot ride on top.  But you can help me in other ways.  There is a place at the bridge where watchers are not allowed to fish from anymore.  In that place you will find very small likenesses of buffalo.  Get one and take it back to your supervisor so that watcher can display it in their office.  Instruct everyone that works for that person to remember my fate and keep me in their thoughts and prayers.  Perhaps the Creator of all will have mercy on my plight and assist my survival through the coming months and years.  That is all that I am asking of you.”

I pondered his instructions for an instant before responding to his request.  “Yes, yes I can do that.  Should I give your likeness your name?”

“Yes.”  The calf replied.  “That way you and your fellow watchers will have your thoughts focused on me.  My name is Tar Eye Pad Eye La.  I was named after a famous range manager among you watchers.”

I told the buffalo goodbye and started heading on down the hill when he hollered at me.

“Wait!”  The buffalo commanded.  “I have one final request.  Could you scratch my ear?”

I walked back over to the calf and began scratching his ears.  The calf gave a short, low grunt of contentment as I scratched and then spoke again to me.

“You are not as good at scratching as Yohanan, but pretty good you are.  Thank you and thank you for fulfilling my humble request!”

Unity is the Key to Establishing Greater Israel

 

Our Israelite ancestors of the bible had no idea how God would get them to the Promised Land.  They had a human messiah in Moses who was God’s spokesman and they followed the presence of God as He led them through the wilderness on their way to the Promised Land.  The presence of God and his spokesman Moses worked in tandem to lead the Israelites since God spoke to Moses face to face (i.e. mind to mind).  They knew that they were leaving slavery and heading for freedom where they could serve the Almighty as He directed.  How they got to their destination was up to God.  All they had to do was obediently follow Him.

All the tribes of Israel along with a mixed multitude of non-Israelites left Egypt.  As with any group of people, there were differences among the families and tribes.  Differences and even arguments over who was God’s anointed leader.  They had to work through those differences.  It was only by connecting with God to seek His truth, could they discern things.  Their focus had to be first and foremost on the Almighty.  If they focused on people and/or the circumstances they faced, they would quickly loose the vision of the promise that God was trying to instill in them.  It was their love for God and the vision He had established in their hearts and minds that kept them going in the correct direction even with all their differences and disagreements.

Today our vision is for God to establish His kingdom on earth again with His Messiah and bring everlasting peace with His presence.  This is the same vision that our ancestors had in Moses’ time.  The key to making this vision a reality is love and unity.  As a father, I see all my children on their own spiritual paths.  They are all learning and are at different stages in their learning.  What I desire is for them to always question and seek truth.  I also desire that they not argue over perceived differences in that truth.  I want them to treat each other with respect and discuss their differences with openness and love.  Only by doing that will the family unity be maintained and the bonds of love strengthened as they continue on their individual paths.  Ultimately, love and truth are the outcomes of this process.  I believe that God desires the same for us as His children.  Our heads are filled with delusions and lies that are fruitless to argue over.  God wants us to love Him and each other as we walk our individual paths together toward Him and truth.  If we love God with all our hearts, there can be no room to hate our brothers.  If we hate our bothers, one can only conclude that we do not love God with all our hearts.  Reconciliation and return of all the tribes of Israel to restore the Kingdom of God depends on our love for God and for our brothers and sisters.  God’s true people are identified by His love.