Expansion of my dream posted earlier :-)

The new financial frontier: Where money as we have known it no longer exists, but, money hasn’t ever been real and for over 45 years the “gold standard” created by men evaporated into the operational world of traders/trading a commodity that no longer backed the paper and coins we traded, we moved to portable plastic. Was money ever real? Heishe beads, glass beads, blankets, and pearls are more real than the plastic we use today globally! A return to the bartering system is already obviously in place when you trade on EBay, Craig’s list, etc.

A re-visit this morning to Utopia and the Communist Manifesto encourage me to research more through the thousands of authors and philosophers and once again ask-how can we as a society have come so far-yet continue to repeat the same societal choices that inevitably lead to a necessary revolt?
Call it re-birth, call in evolution, name it whatever term defines it for you in a less aggressive manner. Regardless of what name you draw comfort from, the “beware” of the truth keeps seeping up around the edges of reality and a revolution is in process.

"Labour (the proletariat or workers) includes anyone who earns their livelihood by selling their labor power and being paid a wage or salary for their labor time. They have little choice but to work for capital, since they typically have no independent way to survive.
Capital (the bourgeoisie or capitalists) includes anyone who gets their income not from labor as much as from the surplus value they appropriate from the workers who create wealth. The income of the capitalists, therefore, is based on their exploitation of the workers (proletariat)."

Money-a convenient governmental (religious) created form of recognized transportable exchange for goods and services produced through control and manipulation of population through creating a desire for more goods, services and production; a method of control of the mass population to encourage acts of labor; services; and increased production.cn


"Outside the lines" of internet expansion/expression: I love to take a fountain pen in hand and write. It feels good. It smells good. I love the creative shape of each letter and each word as they flow from my mind to my hand to my pen and paint a form of communication on a piece of paper-magic! The grace of shapes and depth of meaning-just by sharing thought, motion, ink, and paper.

Like the calligraphy I once wrote with in such flourish, the handwritten form of communication is vanishing into the ease of the computer. Spelling is no longer a necessary educational tool because the computer will correctly spell for us. The once cherished use of vocabulary, the words and meanings learned and used in speech-the way Didier speaks are no longer a part of our language.

I will hold fast my ancient forms of communication because they bring me pleasure and open other parts of my mind when using them. But, I must face a choice in joining the exploding age of techno language and tools of communication.

We will soon find that the tree huggers are winning as the use of paper decreases and the trees are once again allowed to flourish. (I won’t go in to the ripple effects of new places for the displaced critters and the out of work lumber jacks and the economic cries this will unfold!) We no longer read the news in paper form. The internet provides a global picture and current information faster than even the prejudiced televised minute to minute updates.

The instant invasion of communication via a blackberry or old fashioned cell phone is daunting to me. The expanded vehicles of communication on utube; websites; Blogs; face pages; links, etc are truly mind boggling. I rejoice for Jeff’s glee when he instantly sends a dolphin through the ethers and we are able to share in his joy of not only the dolphin, but the ability to instantly send the photo moment to us. He is in his element and the much needed way shower for those of us who need a little encouragement to take the leap of techno. Faith and add to our arsenal of communication skills and instruments of transmitting.

In a small hand held instrument Brenda enjoys her vast music collection; a game of simple drawing; a Zen photo that brings an immediate sense of peace; and she can call anyone or send to anyone a photo; written thought; and a prayer.

Why is Atlantis finally being discovered? Again, I turn to the vast writings of history and shake my head in simple awe ….

Releasing Spirit from social/cultural perceptions:
The ultimate mystery left for man to discover: As the story goes God gathered the Arch Angels and asked each determine the best hiding place for the precious gift of Love that he was giving to humans. The ocean depths were vetoed because God knew man would one day devise a way to reach the oceans secrets. The highest mountain top was also not suitable as man would one day stand at the highest peak. The Angels were unable to fathom a hiding place that man would not be able to discover. God in infinite wisdom hid Love within each human spirit. The last place man or woman would seek to find it.

In the movie Cocoon when the human forms are unzipped and shrugged aside, all of the Spirits have a subtle identity, but are one in the same as visual beings. The release of their energy is a shared moment of orgasmic delight. It is their deep felt emotional connection to one another and those they have come to retrieve that define their culture, their society, their truth. Passion, compassion, and unconditional love of one another and the immeasurable gift that each Being is to the whole of their world.

Religion is basically a group of people with like minded beliefs. The common held interactions develop into an agreed cooperative order. Based on the environment a clan or tribe of people will define what skills and talents each brings to the tribe. Thus a priority of tasks and actions are either assigned or agreed to by the tribe. A common goal of survival is the core purpose of the tribe. Fear in many tribes creates the mythical “blame” for an outcome affecting the tribe. Greed and other natural environmental or other tribe’s actions will cause a ripple effect of far reaching magnitude. cn

SOURCE is not struggling for the immediate human survival needs. Each tribe member has in daily life our own means of financial support. SOURCE has the luxury of time and mental brilliance to think, ponder and research. We each know what we believe and are birthing “how”, exploring “the road not taken”, perhaps carving out a totally new path that once well worn will become the new highway to infinity. Or could it be that collectively we are at last “seeing” what has always been surrounding us but our vision was opaque and now is becoming as clear as the crystals we all know are guides for us? Are we finally hearing the celestial sounds of communication; becoming a quiver of the strings of Life force in harmony as we vibrate as SOURCE?

A greater gift is our sense of sacredness in daring to be open and vulnerable. I leave each encounter with a vast amount of mind blowing excitement. I seek my slumber to explore the immense treasure of information shared between us on a Friday evening. As if in meditation I bask in replaying the messages Wendy hears and speaks to us; her joy in admitting to her own untapped talents; Brenda’s excitement and grace in her expanding openness to also be a channel of communication from those that are with us as Universal Spirit of Beings. Her acknowledging the message to deliver to Vhan to disclose the action he needs to consider in opening the portal of the next dimension for a child’s soul to soar free. Vhan, gentle, passionate, antediluvian in Shaman mysteries of Light that invite the ancient ones to gather with us in the visions they impart through him. Lee exploring her renewed awareness of Mother Earth, the plants, trees, seeds, dirt and yes, the rocks and gems that are each a part of us. Didier in his world travels, depth of observation and eloquent articulation of the global quests he has experienced and his passion. David with his silent strength and encompassing awareness of the healing power of the SOURCE conversations; Jeff in his delight and energy to share the moments he captures and paints a vivid picture for us to experience the dash through a high-rise building with Brenda at the wheel or a unique photo of a galactic pine cone; a dolphin; and an elephant of majestic mystery. Noreen with her innate rapport of stone language and the ability to communicate their personalities with us expanding our consciousness, wisdom and appreciation of the power of mutual support in the evolution of ALL-because we are ONE.

This to me is Spirit releasing from social, tribal, religious entrapment. This to me is emerging into ONE. This to me is freedom to meld into the nothingness of SOURCE and be whole, complete in transparency. This to me is most sacred.


Mother Nature-a travel plan to visit Her unlimited world of grandeur: SOURCE loves to travel!
The Grand Canyon is 4 hours away…a day trip!
Bryce Canyon is three hours away…a day trip!
Sedona is 5 hours away…and overnight trip! Get my drift?
I will have many hours to sleep once this physical body is finally abused enough through moccasin trampling walks through Nature with Noreen and Vhan, and each of you!
A rafting trip down the Colorado; bungee jumping into a deep mountain pass; floating in the deep blue sea of the Pacific; laying in a field of spring flowers in Oregon; sitting under the moon howling with the coyotes; climbing up to Manchupichu and sitting in the silence to hear the Spirits speak; these are just a few of the many travel plans I am inviting SOURCE to enjoy with me. An occasional spa day will just be an added treasureJ


Daily sightings of "God Winks"-poems; sonnets; photos-oh, right, we already have this SOURCE:
Like a child I am fascinated with the intangible aspects of SOURCE. There is a deep sense of satisfaction within me that does not demand instant gratification. I savor the lack of organization, yet crave old habits of agendas and action points learned in my business life.
I free-fall each Friday into the unknown. I am refreshed and renewed, filled with the Soul invigorating light of SOURCE Mindedness.
The tapestry of Life Light lines is weaving an intricate web rather like a Native American dream catcher of SOURCE design.
Heightened awareness of the moment to moment signs of SOURCE pulsing through me, as me, around me cause me to pause and say prayers of gratitude throughout my day and into my dreams.

Abraham speaks of returning to the Vortex to maintain the exhilarating sense of Oneness, Wholeness, and GOD knowledge that my Life is perfect, blessed, and graced with abundance.

As I wrote this lengthy stream of thoughts, I held each of YOU in my mind’s eye. YOU are the most precious of gifts. I carry each of YOU within me and find a most humble state of grace and peace. YOU are my keys to the Vortex. My cherished Beloveds, my Friends, my Tribe, my SOURCE of LOVE, and GOD winks for my discovery within, and smiles.

Namaste’
Christine