I’ve been sharing a lot of information that may be over the top to some. If you’re not ready to hear it, the information will sound crazy.
I’ve been researching history and governments with an agenda for years. I have to be honest with you. It has been depressing. I would dive deep into that which may not be public knowledge. Or is public knowledge, but isn’t easily accessible. After spending hours neck deep in government conspiracy, I would have to take a break for days, sometimes weeks because of the dark nature of the information.
Having shared the above, I must say that even though I write about these things, and think we all need to know the truth. I also believe I need to be compassionate and reach out to, even those who don’t believe what I believe.
Not only that, but what I write is fiction. Not all information in my books is proven fact. I don’t write to brainwash people to believe what I believe. Please always do your research. Question everything.
The main message I want to leave you with today, is this. Consider what you read (of my work) as a
light switch. Let it be that which turns on the light within. Not only to shine light on the truth, but to allow the light to shine in the darkness so you can maneuver your way through the mines that have been set to scare and manipulate you. Let it be that which causes you to question everything. Even what I write.
We are learning to stand, independent of the government that wishes to control us. Destroy us, even, in some cases. Our rights and freedoms have been trampled on. We are beginning to discover the truth.
One thing we will all need to remember as we make our way through this “awakening” as some call it. Many will not see what we see. And when they see it, they may not believe. We must be diligent. We must be patient with those who will at some point realize to what extent we have all been duped. It will be up to us to remember to love. We will need to come together to heal. To return our communities to what they were meant to be. It will be up to us to show those just learning the truth, how to be strong, and how to release the pain, knowing that justice will be served.
So much is still unknown to us. Things that we have no control over. The best thing we can do while we wait, is to work on ourselves. We all have wounds. We all need to heal from trauma. No matter the life you live, there are things that have affected each of us, negatively. We can use this time to learn from and heal those areas that have kept us in the dark. True light shines from within. Let’s use this time to learn to be our own beacon of light. Shining brightly, casting out the darkness, exposing our scars and wounds, healing them, so we can return to the greater light.
While reading “The War Within,” you will find many intriguing aspects that may require you to ask, “did that happen.” Well, I challenge you to research and explore your history because you may be surprised. Of course, we all remember the sorrow felt with the loss of President John F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr., as well as the many other victims of the time. But there were many things going on behind the scenes that some may not remember.
money and lends it to the United States for which the taxpayers (yes, that’s us) pay interest. Our Constitution is written in such a way that allows our government to print American money backed by gold as a means of currency. By voting to approve the Federal Reserve Act of 1913, our Congress in a slight of hand, on December 23, 1913, committed treason against its sovereigns. Are you shocked?
When you watch the video you will learn more about J. P. Morgan. He spear headed many multinational corporations including General Electric and US Steel. He had controlling interest in AT&T, Western Union, and 24 railroads across the country. JP Morgan funded and built the Titanic and the Olympic. It is said that the Olympic was sunk, not the Titanic. The speculation that JP Morgan was involved in an insurance scam where Morgan passed off the Olympic, whose hull had been damaged, as the Titanic has been circulating for many years.
I’m sure anyone who reads this blog will agree with both of those statements. It has been a year of struggles, disappointments, and challenges. I have not been immune, and I’m sure I share many of your frustrations that come on the heel of such a year.
I’m finally catching my breath. I’ve been fortunate enough to remain employed and in my home. These are blessings. And I’m grateful.
I remain in a place where I wonder and worry about my family and friends as they continue to muddle through the mess that, it has become evident, isn’t going away any time soon. Like many of you, my parents aren’t getting any younger and am concerned for their health.
I have adult children who are out in the world, working. One is a nurse. Need I say more. I may not need to, but I will. She works tirelessly each day to comfort and heal the sick. She councils and calms those who are concerned about the current COVID-19 situation. She is brave and beautiful. Oh, and did I mention, she and her husband are pregnant. Someone’s getting old (Hint, it’s not me). In November I will be writing another blog about the latest addition to my family.
My younger daughter spends her days making the world more beautiful by helping others feel better about themselves, working as a hair stylist. She is becoming a creative genius. She is a beautiful soul, usually sacrificing herself and her needs to make others feel better. I am blessed to have such wonderful children.
The point of my blog today isn’t to brag about my family. I love my family. I know they’re not perfect, but what family is? We work to support and help each other when we can. What more can we ask of each other?
So, the point of today’s blog is to mark this day as a new beginning for me. It is a means of holding myself accountable. To be a compass for my thoughts and actions. I’ve written three books all complete and edited. I have been querying agents. I continue to query agents.
My blog is my accountability partner. Or should I say the readers of my blog are my accountability partner. I haven’t been assertive or diligent in blogging and trying to create a fan base or group of followers, because to be honest, I’m scared. I guess I’ve been afraid of rejection. Today that stops.
Today is day one of what will become a life filled with hope and an opportunity to meet new people. It’s a day that brings with it the chance to connect with others. Whether a writer or reader or just a fellow human being searching for the silver lining in this life we live.
I hope my beginning will prompt you to begin again too. Life is what we make it. Let’s make it wonderful together.
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Writers block isn’t the friend of any writer. I’m no different than anyone else. When I find myself unable to focus, I take a break. Sometimes I paint. I often find myself painting scenes from Alaska. Such as this one. I call it driftwood (I wonder why). 
The clouds rolled in faster and faster, and the sky grew dark, and the rains fell. The pitter-patter of rain slowly became a pounding that drowned out the sounds of the birds as they scattered to find a haven from the storm. The lightning followed by the booming crash of thunder that resonated across the sky; the vibration absorbed by the earth below.