Re: Re: David’s Guidance

[Joanie]

Dear John,

We want the one here to know that it is OK to say what you feel. OK to say how it should be in the world, through your eyes. Please see the world is OK as is. All is fine. We say this as it is removed from other instincts — other drives — and functions in a way that best looks like our child — our baby. Our baby, Earth, is throwing much force in the way of tantrums. We feel the baby needs birth mother and will see her in a short while. First, the Earth must shift. So, we take her, lead her along, through marshes, sanctuaries, marshes, sanctuaries, until she’s ready for a big party. How does that sound?

OK. So, people took care to see she was clothed, fed, nourished. Also, the ones who trashed her appearance got away with it. Now, did they? We believe the ones hurting the Earth experience discomfort as we write through Joanie. “Karma’s a bitch,” we say. The ones riding storms suffer. There are those suffering who do not know karma’s a’ play. They lived when tender feet walked and were light upon her. Now, they live heavier footed and they carry loads of baggage, too.

If we say the number of people here who felt good, we’d amount it to about 5% of the people living. 5% are feeling good — really good[/u.] Therefore, the others are sad –wasting their lives in dirt, rock, rubble, soil, muck. (Drained sewage) filtered water is not in their glasses.

Oh, we’ve digressed. To say the people suffer because Earth sat long days and nights without care is justified. The Earth awakens. She responsibly takes hold, shakes herself, whooshes off things that hurt her, and moves ahead as planned.

We know you are sad to see her heal. “What? You said ‘heal’ and ‘sad?’ ” I believe you realize she’s healing, no? This is OK to see that others are under water. The water purifies the Earth. She is fine. You are to see she is here, happy, helping the ones suffering to birth themselves, too.

How do we see a person who is just plain and simple sit and talk about horrors of the world? We say, “This Earth loves the way it is unfolding.” Each person takes a part in the play. Each one is ready to experience another event if they wish. If they do, they’ll have a person begin to see new experiences for the highest good of themselves.

You see, the one who suffers gets to see how it feels. It feels good when you have been asleep. A soul wishes excitement. Others wish to feel good if the event saves, or spares them. Others, still, suffer so some will compassionately embrace them. Still, others suffer so the people know they were alone in the event. Some wish to be in a group to feel special, powerful, strange, different. Also, there are those where suffering is not experienced. These people were able to take events, move through, until the event was out of reach. If one does this, they control thought. Mind control is characteristic of those who are able to see how thoughts create reality. You can do this if you wish. It is possible.

So, the children, the adults suffering are fine. They live, work, play — all so it makes a picture brighter and clearer for each person to see. If the women, children, men all sat and waited till The Man came down and saved them, their story, or picture, would be boring. Souls look for fun. This means drama in the way of short, sweet or long, sour events. Whatever type they are, it means they live, learn, in order to grow.

How are you? Do you see what we say as possible? What is your approach? Do you live to learn? Do you love the present drama you’re in? How about the person writing? She can answer here, too, for we know her drama is complex.

You need to see the one to help one is themself. Not you, John, or anyone. It is the peron who helps themself. They are able to do this when they choose this. So, you sit, watch, and when it is time, they’ll choose if they want Love or less.

The animals go through similar times, or experiences. They take paths, treacherous, safe, empty, sad — all to live for more. If one wishes to go as a camel, yet the dry hump cannot store enough water till rainy season is here, the camel decides how to be — how to live in a situation confining and corrupt. “Corrupt,” we say, because it corrupts the camel’s thoughts about fairness in Animal World. The camel decides to pity itself, go forward, live, or die shamelessly, for it tried — succeeded till it rests in glory, having tried all avenues, but to no avail. We share the story as it happened to a camel we know and it died in the glorious way we just mentioned.

If you take animals and place them in cages, they’ll sit, cry, laugh, stare, pace till they’re released. They like sitting, crying, laughing, staring, pacing. It’s their job. No one way is better and no way is the one all should experience. Same with humans. We feel you know this, and we feel this is explained.

The people who see our words as meaningless, unclear, vacuous, downright “out there” are seeing things in a way that works for them. We applaud all participants in the play. We welcome any and all drivers to mount their racecars and jet away to places of unknown origin. “Find what works for you,” we say. If it fits, good. If not, elsewhere’s the place. (smiles)

We Are The Ones Who Love To Jet Ski, Push Logs Uphill, Ride Waves, And Sit On Mountains

Love, David: The Divine Others: Mary Migdala, our Queen and Mother of Love; Mary, her “Mother”‘; Jesus, Master and beholder of Love and White Lovelight; The Four Angels: Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Raphael; many others who wish to say they are here, yet are unable to due to limited class size (laughter)

Take The Word. Throw out signs. Show others It’s coming soon to a theatre in your hometown. (smiles)

We love Joanie, our writer, for she is our host and loves to write our words. God is with you and loves you, dear one…