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Post by jcurio on Oct 15, 2020 9:29:13 GMT -6
I have no idea how many “miscarriages” I have had. Just know, that after thinking and hoping that I was in menopause, I am not. I have had 2 “normal periods” since March, and I am “ripe for the picking?”. This state of “pregnancy/not pregnant” by “the little scientists” now makes sense with the state of my mid section, frequent back pain, and the difficulty to lose weight.
And now, it has been semi-released that blood types have something to do with how bad people get covid. What next?
I have resorted lately to acknowledging that I am someones “pet”. And that there is actually a mini tug-of-war for my loyalties 🤗.
Whatever danger to me in revealing these “feelings”, I have already “claimed” the right to die for someone else. Someone else that is not as strong as I have become. Someone else that is trying desperately to ignore “all the signs” that point to my correct interpretation. Someone else who is totally terrified and just needs a little love to see in the dark, and make it through another night ❤️.
Right now, and all day yesterday, my “head” is incessantly “ringing”. My HEAD, not my ears. You might say that this is what a very alert spidey sense feels and sounds like.. and it has been this intense for over a month (at times; not all day long like now).
I had severe back and whole left side pain yesterday. I tried to take it humbly and not complain, but eventually asked “out loud” for “help”. The pain was so bad, that I had a “catch” in my regular breathing. I did not take even over the counter pain medication until near 6:30 pm, because I “felt” that the pain had a purpose 😉. I will talk about that another day. 😉🤗
The pain was GONE within 30 minutes of “asking” for help. The pain is still mysteriously GONE (after years of back pain) and I am beyond grateful. The spidey sense is maddening, but no headache with it. No “bad feelings”.
Let me just say, that the “no bad feelings” has suddenly become extremely important. ! I have this “idea” that no matter what, I am supposed to keep a positive attitude about EVERYTHING.
I can do this 🤗
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Post by paulette on Oct 22, 2020 22:23:36 GMT -6
I was raised Protestant and attended Sunday school and then church (and joined the church at age 13). But Protestants aren't as big on angels as Catholics are.
I was touched by the fact that the responses you got from....well, an alien?...were effective. When I did reading on the Sumerians, it was clear that the Visitors were sometimes perceived as angels. In fact, the seraphim, were 6 winged high-ranking angels. The name for seraphim in Hebrew is fiery snake. The seraphim were fiery, defending the crown.
But I hadn't done that angel info reading when I fell to my knees one day when I was on the beach at dawn. I was at the end of my rope emotionally and I had drank a considerable amt of tequilla that night. The man I craved, wished to get attention from, walked in glanced over the top of my head and hussled a blond tourist young woman at the bar. I don't know how I managed to get out of there without making a scene.
So there I was, on my knees, having vomited and I said something like, "If I need to be on my knees I am. I need help. The air swirled around me and I clearly heard, "You need to leave here (my home town). Go home, eat something, sleep and then pack and leave. I did. My heart never gave up on my Viet Vet who treated me so casually. Cruelly. But after I came to Canada I never went back to my home town until I was 66. And then just for a HS reunion.
Fast forward to me at about age 36. I had small children, a largely absent husband/so no money and searing pain due to a couple of vehicle accidents. There was no position of comfort at night, and I couldn't lift my toddler. I was awake in the small hours, whimpering. I begged for help. I was told to move VERY SLIGHTLY in a various directions. Micro-movements. I did as told and the pain went away. And the worst of it stayed away.
So why don't I ask more often? I don't know.
Finally, recently - as my husband lapsed into nowhere land - I took a lover. Predicably, he got bored and moved on. (much like my old home town lover did). No apologies, explanations...
So the pain now = the pain then. Across time and space. The same feeling unimportant, disgarded. So I asked for help. For a quiet heart, strength to hold firm and not cave.
And it is working. I search for the yearning I had for him...and all I find is a deep calm.
For which I am grateful
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Post by jcurio on Oct 28, 2020 3:24:22 GMT -6
Thank You, Paulette.
The Bible talks about us having angels to guard over us. The angels of God do this.. we don’t know exactly how. But the general idea is that they (angels) are messengers of God, have powers, and if we try to give them too much credit, they point out that the credit goes to God.
How would this look in today’s day and age? Would we recognize an angel? Or would we think that it was “alien”? Even using some technology that the upper 10% of society KNOW ABOUT AND CAN USE.
Why, would I be “chosen” to be healed? Just because I believed and asked?
How would an “alien” being, or a “bad, fallen angel” go about getting permission to use my body? For whatever?
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Post by jcurio on Oct 28, 2020 3:33:00 GMT -6
I still definitely hear odd “noises” during the night and sometimes lately, the day. I pray a lot! I don’t want ANYTHING to have the power to terrify me. I still, am (rarely) jumpy. _________________________
This is important, and I don’t know if I will be allowed to share this:
Always, when I hear these odd noises, I claim the blood of Jesus over myself and I verbally remind (whomevers) that I “am a child of Jesus Christ” (I belong to Jesus).
I now know, that these “odd noises” are simply the sound of “today’s technology”. Seriously. It goes with the “feeling of being looked at” 😉😎. Closely.
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Post by jcurio on Oct 28, 2020 3:38:42 GMT -6
This technology doesn’t bother me. I have been conditioned... for what purpose I don’t know....
Someone else in my house? My sister? Becomes very frightened when this “presence” is around. It’s a reaction to the current human technology. Akin to why people are so afraid of 5G.
I think about how many times I have “felt” like I was “being watched” outside. Unless it was very quiet, I wouldn’t hear the techno noises outside. 🤗
I have had the chance to ask if this “techno” is alien in origin. I didn’t get an answer at all (of course). 😉
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Post by jcurio on Oct 28, 2020 3:55:09 GMT -6
But still, very very grateful!
This is the second week with minimal back pain. I’d like to say that other parts of me may be healed also. I have been pointed (often) to God.
The “fight” I am having these days, is between myself. My flesh and my Spirit (my Spirit being fortified in the Being of Jesus Christ).
Noting 2 wonderful things when getting in touch with ones’ Spirit. No long after JoKelly, died, I had this wonderful “idea” that she was so happy in her new life in Heaven. This was (almost) conveyed to me through an older lady smiling at me one day when I was out shopping for a client. I conveyed this on TEOR somewhere. It was a “knowing”.
My dad died in the last month. One day recently, out of the great blue, I “got” this feeling that my dad was incredibly happy in Heaven! I know also,,that most of his friends and family are there to greet him!
I have been literally saying to close people “those jokes about St Peter greeting people at the pearly gates are totally wrong” ( we actually have a lot of people there to warmly greet us). Don’t get me wrong; we STILL have our lives judged and will feel that- it’s just NOT the first thing we do....
So it goes. I am often reassured on little, priceless notions of man. I want to “joke less”. I am remembering an old friend who once said to me “girl, you have no shame”. And I don’t laugh at that comment.
Last night I was asked by a friend if every one appreciates my sense of humor. Pridefully, I said “yes. People find me funny even if I don’t mean to be”. I had just told them a true story that happened to me... and I guess they thought I was joking.... note to self/ if I joke a lot, people think I’m Always joking. Did the true event have any worth in the topic I was trying to talk about? No.
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Post by jcurio on Oct 28, 2020 4:04:51 GMT -6
Reminding myself that this is Jarmens thread. 😉. Also that Jarmen hasn’t been on here since telling us that she often “gives samples” to the CDC.
Honestly, when she made those statements, they were waaay out of line and out “of character”. In fact, for whatever reason, I have always thought of Jarmen as female (of course), and those answers about her life sounded decidedly MALE. Even the comment about life would be boring if we always agreed...
I’m just saying, that I get the distinct feeling that NOTHING is private anymore. That’s truly what 5G is about. And yes, it can be a good thing!
There will still be “lone shooters” and crazed-seeming people... a few here, a few there..
But a network of people planning something awful for “their neighbor” is now very easy to detect. 😉
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Post by jarmen1971 on Dec 13, 2020 19:02:27 GMT -6
Hi Jarmen, I was iseen1 on the old MUFON forum and have also posted as harmony on here. It’s nice to meet you and from your posts you sound like you’ve had some life altering experiences. There’s a thread about my experiences that I probably need to update. I just wanted to pop in and say, “hi”. My harmony posts are here and I would still use that name but I had been gone for a while before coming back and couldn’t remember my password, lol. Have a good night. Hello Starr/Harmony,
I do miss the old board and posted more than my fair share there. I believe I was jarmen71 there. I will go re-read your experiences. Nice to see you again.
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Post by jarmen1971 on Dec 13, 2020 19:11:03 GMT -6
I was raised Protestant and attended Sunday school and then church (and joined the church at age 13). But Protestants aren't as big on angels as Catholics are. I was touched by the fact that the responses you got from....well, an alien?...were effective. When I did reading on the Sumerians, it was clear that the Visitors were sometimes perceived as angels. In fact, the seraphim, were 6 winged high-ranking angels. The name for seraphim in Hebrew is fiery snake. The seraphim were fiery, defending the crown. But I hadn't done that angel info reading when I fell to my knees one day when I was on the beach at dawn. I was at the end of my rope emotionally and I had drank a considerable amt of tequilla that night. The man I craved, wished to get attention from, walked in glanced over the top of my head and hussled a blond tourist young woman at the bar. I don't know how I managed to get out of there without making a scene. So there I was, on my knees, having vomited and I said something like, "If I need to be on my knees I am. I need help. The air swirled around me and I clearly heard, "You need to leave here (my home town). Go home, eat something, sleep and then pack and leave. I did. My heart never gave up on my Viet Vet who treated me so casually. Cruelly. But after I came to Canada I never went back to my home town until I was 66. And then just for a HS reunion. Fast forward to me at about age 36. I had small children, a largely absent husband/so no money and searing pain due to a couple of vehicle accidents. There was no position of comfort at night, and I couldn't lift my toddler. I was awake in the small hours, whimpering. I begged for help. I was told to move VERY SLIGHTLY in a various directions. Micro-movements. I did as told and the pain went away. And the worst of it stayed away. So why don't I ask more often? I don't know. Finally, recently - as my husband lapsed into nowhere land - I took a lover. Predicably, he got bored and moved on. (much like my old home town lover did). No apologies, explanations... So the pain now = the pain then. Across time and space. The same feeling unimportant, disgarded. So I asked for help. For a quiet heart, strength to hold firm and not cave. And it is working. I search for the yearning I had for him...and all I find is a deep calm. For which I am grateful I am so sorry for you having to go through all that. I know this may sound silly however I have chronic pain in my back and I have turned to falling asleep with 528 mghtz on the tv to try to repair my dna. . I listen to that when I meditate and it I feel swirly, if that makes sense. It sounds like you had a rough go at life, so sorry. Thank you for sharing such a deep and personal feeling with us. I understand your pain. I have learned to turn the learning to myself. After all, no one deserves the great amount of love than ourselves.
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Post by jarmen1971 on Dec 13, 2020 19:17:59 GMT -6
Reminding myself that this is Jarmens thread. 😉. Also that Jarmen hasn’t been on here since telling us that she often “gives samples” to the CDC. Honestly, when she made those statements, they were waaay out of line and out “of character”. In fact, for whatever reason, I have always thought of Jarmen as female (of course), and those answers about her life sounded decidedly MALE. Even the comment about life would be boring if we always agreed... I’m just saying, that I get the distinct feeling that NOTHING is private anymore. That’s truly what 5G is about. And yes, it can be a good thing! There will still be “lone shooters” and crazed-seeming people... a few here, a few there.. But a network of people planning something awful for “their neighbor” is now very easy to detect. 😉 I am in fact, female and I am a Libra which makes me reflect male tendencies. I have also done quite a bit of personal growing so that may be why you feel I am not "me".
I share a computer with my roommate so the times I get on may vary. There is also no need to apologize, this is a general thread so I do not take offense if we all go into a different direction of conversation. .
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Post by jcurio on Feb 16, 2022 6:53:15 GMT -6
I was raised Protestant and attended Sunday school and then church (and joined the church at age 13). But Protestants aren't as big on angels as Catholics are. I was touched by the fact that the responses you got from....well, an alien?...were effective. When I did reading on the Sumerians, it was clear that the Visitors were sometimes perceived as angels. In fact, the seraphim, were 6 winged high-ranking angels. The name for seraphim in Hebrew is fiery snake. The seraphim were fiery, defending the crown. But I hadn't done that angel info reading when I fell to my knees one day when I was on the beach at dawn. I was at the end of my rope emotionally and I had drank a considerable amt of tequilla that night. The man I craved, wished to get attention from, walked in glanced over the top of my head and hussled a blond tourist young woman at the bar. I don't know how I managed to get out of there without making a scene. So there I was, on my knees, having vomited and I said something like, "If I need to be on my knees I am. I need help. The air swirled around me and I clearly heard, "You need to leave here (my home town). Go home, eat something, sleep and then pack and leave. I did. My heart never gave up on my Viet Vet who treated me so casually. Cruelly. But after I came to Canada I never went back to my home town until I was 66. And then just for a HS reunion. Fast forward to me at about age 36. I had small children, a largely absent husband/so no money and searing pain due to a couple of vehicle accidents. There was no position of comfort at night, and I couldn't lift my toddler. I was awake in the small hours, whimpering. I begged for help. I was told to move VERY SLIGHTLY in a various directions. Micro-movements. I did as told and the pain went away. And the worst of it stayed away. So why don't I ask more often? I don't know. Finally, recently - as my husband lapsed into nowhere land - I took a lover. Predicably, he got bored and moved on. (much like my old home town lover did). No apologies, explanations... So the pain now = the pain then. Across time and space. The same feeling unimportant, disgarded. So I asked for help. For a quiet heart, strength to hold firm and not cave. And it is working. I search for the yearning I had for him...and all I find is a deep calm. For which I am grateful I am so sorry for you having to go through all that. I know this may sound silly however I have chronic pain in my back and I have turned to falling asleep with 528 mghtz on the tv to try to repair my dna. . I listen to that when I meditate and it I feel swirly, if that makes sense. It sounds like you had a rough go at life, so sorry. Thank you for sharing such a deep and personal feeling with us. I understand your pain. I have learned to turn the learning to myself. After all, no one deserves the great amount of love than ourselves.
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Post by jarmen1971 on Apr 24, 2024 19:28:57 GMT -6
Hello all, it has been years again. Missed everyone!!
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