Re: Re: David’s Guidance

[Joanie]

@Joanie:

Oh, Joanie. The person who writes is so pretty, yet she sees only ugly. This is what we say:

How do you wish to be told the answers to questions that are in your breast — the soul of your person? How do you wish to see how this “game” is yet a fabrication of choosing? Do you see how you choose to see this as game or real? What do you like? If you say, “Game,” then it’s fine. If you say, “Real,” we like to say you’re certified, cuckoo, gone, out the door and off to school for you!

It’s the viewpoint, you see. If you choose this as fun, it’s merry, grand, all a great show. We see it this way. Why do you see this as more of a trial? We find our friends on Earth to believe they have lost the sense of reality because they are in — so in that they lost it — the point of view from our end.

“Why do you say this?” wonders Joanie. I see you believe we’re cold and lost our senses. We see you know our side, yet you know that yours is good, sound, just, solid and tight.

OK. If you are about to learn why we do things for you when you didn’t come up wtih them, you’ll have to see we love the game. It’s a shocker, chiller, mystery — all rolled up in one. If the person, Joanie, wants to hear this, she’d better get started writing, and writing more than we imagined she’d write today.

Along the way, a person came to us asking for help. They said, “Show me how to walk, talk, learn. I want to grow.” We took this person, fed them, clothed, bathed and nourished her and she was our beloved one. Then she grew. She asked, “What can I do to be more?” We said, “Find a way to live where you experience many ‘stories,’ or experiences that will awaken you.” She cried, “I want so many things! I wish more!” So, we sat, planned till many ideas were developed.

(I believe she remembers more, yet she’s examining the story as she writes.)

The woman took each story, printed a copy for the (Akashic) Records, last but not least, drew more stories for others to partake with her, and created images so we’d find her when she was in tow, in a jam, in trouble, mortified, tremendously sad, or encountering more than she expected.

The woman named Joanie said, “I’m going to begin.” She sat and came upon a time she’d like to live and descended. Many lives lived. Many. So many that she created encounters to live so others could be and live in situations for their sake, not hers. She sacrificed many times and sadly left so others could depart happily.

This is the Joanie we know. She is one who comes here to find Life, Love — to learn, cherish moments and decide when it’s a good end. If you could see, Joanie, the number of times you came here for others to learn, you’d see the sacrificing you’ve done. This is why you’re weary, my dear Joanie. You have had many lives lost when others lived on due to your sacrificing yourself. It is why you hide — why you remain hidden and reclusive versus out, about, partying and reveling. Tired one, you have done so much to achieve great feats you should rest. The person, Joanie, lies and lies so she can be strong and fresh. The lying down is important for you are strong and need energy for what you do daily. The person you are is important and needs much rest.

Now you should begin to see that you are tired of the “assaults” because they’ve added up — so much that you feel the weight of them. You feel what happened, yet you do not know the stories. You will, and when you return to us, you’ll remember all why you left here for the place you live in now. You’ll see why you live here versus with us.

Go see if you’re able to distinguish when you plan or we plan. Go try. I believe it’s impossible. If we say to you why we do it, the story’ll change. If we say, “Figure or don’t. Just live,” you’ll be hefty mad at us. (laughter)

You’re a true blue sport. You are too much. Just too much. We are absolutely awestruck by your ability to manage all you’ve lived through. It’s truly miraculous. We’ve seen others destroyed by feelings of sadness, anguish, positively no feelings of peace. You have taken every feeling of sadness and transformed it to the LIght. You took nothing and made more.

What can we say? How do you do it?! How?!

OK. Enough. We’ve gone on and on. Your turn. Do you feel we got the gist of what you asked? We’d like your words now. OK. That’s all, kid.

Love, The Ones Who Are Here To Love You, You, You