The moment I arrived to her hospital bed yesterday and looked at her an eerie feeling had come over me that resembled a feeling of dizziness in a way and that usually only happens when I encounter certain energies and the energy from other individuals that I won’t mention the nature of because all of my spiritual experiences is not anybody’s business, and it just dawned on me today that it was a signal to me of what was around her at the time and of what was about to come.
Spirit is and has constantly been there for me. Spirit has never let me down and that is so amazing to me. And it is so astonishing because although that I have tremendous faith in what I know and believe still I never take anything for granted and I think that is why I continue to be carried so securely by spirit.
The celestial support that I unceasingly receive is very touching and so much appreciated and it is also additionally grounding. I naturally and genuinely treasure what is surrounding me and as I am in harmony and in balance with the quintessence of my existence, the alignment of my dimensional position within the universe that is in relation to inclination, I thrive.
The peace that is around me is so wonderful.
I was always a positive individual that exuded positive energy and I always knew what was going to work for me and what wasn’t going to work out from a very early age because I always had a very strong sense of self. And as my energy was always good it was always the negative energies of others that would constantly interfere.
Just the simple condition of not being within the presence of certain types of people (especially undesirables) is so rejuvenating and liberating, and oh so very healthy for the mind, aura and spirit. That circumstance has consistently been a major factor to my happiness and well-being as a highly spiritual individual.
Everything is so clear, clean, and beautiful living in the compatible arrangement of my own preordained nature. A nature of authentic serenity that some of us are blessed with when we continue to choose and remain on the paths that are correct for us.
When we hear and listen to that inner voice of spirit it never guides us in the wrong direction we become one within distinction and within the truths of our lives and where we’re going.
Spirit helps us to make important decisions, gives us the confidence and courage to take risks and to make the most vital of changes that prove to all turn out for the better and I am a living testimony!
Love is so durable and I feel it all around me and I just love the love. Love makes us strong, love makes us powerful, and love makes us who we are! Love is not corny yet it is often underestimated and it is why spirit has us within the first place.
Without the love, care, and protection of the specific energies around those of us in particular we’d be lost and alone as long as we have the loves of the light we will prevail.
I can see the goodness that many of us with “open eyes” hope and call out for as the energy of the 2017 eclipse has already made some rapid positive changes and I am sure that I’m not the only one at all to have recognized these special events as they shall enter strongly and variously into the year 2018.
I’ve been busy with constant work not too much time for anything else but here and there time to rest and relax. Although I don’t traditionally celebrate Christmas I had a wonderful holiday weekend last week that I really enjoyed.
I look forward to continuing to live peacefully, healthily and spiritually within my own personal journey and I’ve been quite lucky and feeling very blessed good things continue to happen to us good people regardless of the evil that lurks within the world we’ll remain protected an unaffected as long as we believe and stay true to our own celestial nature.
On my way out to shop yesterday I checked my mailbox and received a nice letter from my place of work I guess the preview to the beginning of my New Year is making it’s entrance already!
I have two more sets each of census records (again of my mother’s mother side of the family) both listed from 1-80 as there are 1-35 pages (too many to post I’d be here all day that I gathered from Ancestry.com) each of family members that were recorded back in the year of 1940 (many family that are known to us and some that are not because we never met everybody within our lineage) and it is not a constantly repeated list of the same relatives they’re a list of different blood related people branched from the roots of our extremely large family tree there were literally thousands of us! There may be millions now with all of the possible children, grand, and great-grand children and so on.
It is so nice to communicate with our loved ones especially when we’re not even expecting it, they come at times to encourage, enlighten, acknowledge, inspire and protect.
I just had a dream the night before of one of my elder female relatives that came to give me a message of confirmation regarding how my aunt “Tina” Ernestine Lawrence was the one that originally initiated slander against my mother from the beginning years ago and how no one else within the family (on Catherine’s side of the family) had ever set out or even thought about doing anything of that nature as everyone of our other good relatives had nothing against my mother or any negative thoughts or intentions toward her we were just a normal regular family and it had made no sense. My mother knew that though, that it was all Tina from the get go and that other family had no part of that disgust. Tina was always an undesirable that was never well acquainted with the family she never even knew who most of the relatives were!
She was warm and completely honest in her connection with me as a reminder of how they all stick together (our unit) and how they’ll always have my back.
My elder relative just wanted me to know the truth in details-as they share with me so often concerning different circumstances and situations- out of love and benevolence because they are proud that I am naturally and genuinely carrying the torch for our family, a burning flame of authenticity and loyalty from through out the generations of those of us that are and that were innately set apart.
I love my mother’s side of the family people like them don’t come around so often. I am so proud of them, to be related to them, and that I am of them and that they are of me as we all have our own unique identities that also draws within us our connection.
Knowing where you come from is so very important and interesting. And as a person of the caul it has by nature been detrimental that I not interact with certain types of individuals and things as they are not of my specific essence.
All of my good relatives outweigh the very few that I partially grew up with within my home that had resulted from the union of my grandmother (Catherine) and grandfather (Willie Sr).
My mother’s mother Catherine came from an extremely large family that originated in Virginia. They were very tight and close-knit just the way a real family should be they were good people and would always keep in contact with her when she moved to New York. I remember how they would regularly call her on the phone.
Some of her relatives eventually moved up from Virginia to all places such as parts of New Jersey and other states and boroughs of New York as well.
When My mother was a little girl her and her siblings would go down south and visit their grandmother and grandfather (Catherine’s parents) on the farm that they owned and where they would produce and sell their very own goods/products. My mother had two aunts and four uncles altogether and all members of the family cooperated and played a significant part in making the family business a success.
My great grandmother (Catherine’s mother) use to make homemade soaps and foods and etc…I have other relatives that owned their own funeral home that was still doing business in the 1980’s I don’t know if some of them expanded or still have the same business running currently.
On the farm our family had lots of animals including dogs. They had cows that my mother would milk, horses, mules, pigs, chickens-one of the mules had kicked my young uncle in the head once.
My mother had a lot of fun down there and was shown and given much love just as she did with me. I always had love and security around me that contribute to the strong person that I am today my real family from Virginia all stuck together and there were and still are many of us.
Even though many have passed on they are definitely not forgotten and their being deceased makes them no less of relevant to me as opposed to those that are actually living. They continue to be here with me in spirit and one would be a fool to fuck with me with all of the ancestors that I have lingering around loving and protecting me and my loved ones.
As I have communicated with them and gotten to also know them on another level “home is truly where the heart is” and no one can break that bond. Our love is a house homed by our energy.
One day as time went by Catherine just didn’t have time for her family anymore as she was more preoccupied with hanging out with the neighborhood trash within the area we weren’t even suppose to be living in that area she was originally set to move into a corner two family home over in another part of queens. She didn’t want to know her family again until she got ill from having a stroke back in the early 1980’s.
How could she forget where she came from to go down to the lowest forms of disgust?
I could and would never be so inauthentic and disloyal to my nature to be turned around when tested by negativity.
Nevertheless, here and there runts do run through our family trees that is why it is so important to not intermix genetically with certain lines of individuals even though what may have been done before our time we to certain extents have no control over.
I found a census that dates back to 1940 recorded of eighty members of my family, there are so many more of them not listed, however, a cousin of mine that is on the list acknowledged how my grandparents had another house other than the one that my mother and her siblings use to visit a bigger and beautiful home that they shared when she’d visit. Wow, I just can’t get over how much family we have and my mother remembers a lot of them I even remember some!