Okay folks, now you're going to get an earful from the gal who screams and jumps between two feuding guys on the football sidelines, the voice of
reason and compromise, not to mention, pulling her feminine powerfulness overall, lol (for you gl2), to break up the pushing, for a gal's sexual role
on this planet always gives her that power, bonehead though she may be or not.
Gl2, I was the chick who was the last caller on C2C tonight, and it was impossible to ask or discuss anything meaningful in that forum, especially in
those time constraints. But as you may recall, what I did bring to fore were two issues: physics as being supremely intuited by "lightworkers",
and also the high level understanding of reverse causation- ie. the meaningless of "time" and linear, logical, 3d thought in the big picture out
there (those conceptual constraints are human frailties, no question, and I KNOW IT ALSO).
So, to extrapolate, down to a less scientific and more amorphous realm- how social or ethical or spiritual norms on this Earth obviate disdain for
challenges to the status quo, --- no--- naturally and understandably beget ridicule like some here lob at Gl2--- I figured out long ago that some of
us "get it", "see it", "know it' and "feel it"--- and just cannot comprehend how everybody doesn't see what's smack in their line of sight.
THAT SAID, I know damn well from my walk on the planet this time (again, hopefully for the last time) that most folks do not live in the stratosphere
like Gl2 and I seem to do. I know from from my own witnessing testimony, anecdotal to others for sure, but more sure as # to me than a sunrise each
day, the incontrovertible truth of the Big Stuff. Like I KNOW I've seen "aerial stuff', (seen many, many obviously extraterrestorial anomalies,
as did my dad, even moreso, as an Air Force Pilot), have been bowled over with astonishing 5th and 6th (??) dimension fractal formations-- luminescent
and the source of crop circles if they land, ---plus the freaky disembodied spirit wildness I have encountered (ghosties), --and have experienced
magical synchronicities we all have within us if we choose to refuse fear (national athlete, which was definitely about flowing with the physics I
felt in tune with, and never had a trainer or worked on it, I felt God in me, for lack of a better word), --and then found myself as a top Ivy League
scholar, though smoking weed and rockin' out 24/7, and DAMN, as I skipped in my spiritual spaciness, I somehow got railroaded into becoming a
nationally award winning attorney who never cracked a book -- knowing now, of course, it was because I could see the law was about right and wrong---
# the details, idiots bother with worrying about minutae (and I went into non-profit law though top of my class, you bet!!!), and I could go on, and
What a braggart, huh? No. No. I throw this junk out to make a point to you readers, one which you likely know for yourselves in many ways, that to
be human is to be free and going with the flow-- if it's in the interest of the universal good. I was a party gal into art, music, sex, drugs, et.
al., but intrinsically, unknowingly for too long maybe, I somehow still deep down knew that the proverbial Golden Rule was all I needed to attempt
to follow, for if I didn't, and I found out, all the magic and insight and joy got #ed up PDQ. Karma. WHat goes around comes around. And believe
me, it was a lesson I learned by facing deadly consequences- literally. Flat-lined twice- and no, no tales of tunnels with relatives lining them-
but you bet, your soul knows what's up, and I guess I had to pass twice to "really get it", to have my fears and mortal selfishness quashed enough
to trust in the gifts that had so frightened me into being cocky, really terribly insecure, unhappy and unhelpful.
I didn't quite intellectually put that 2 and 2 together until my 30's, when in angst after the two death deals that I had just popped back from
unscathed somehow, and it was when I finally dared to look at things, which for me was on a self-designed vision quest of sorts, that the whole deal
coelesced for me---, what was good, bad, ugly and fundamentally my mission in this go round. I saw what had worked, what hadn't, and the fundamental
cruciality of giving everything to the universal truth. I'll talk to Gl2 about what went down after that, cus that was ten years ago and oh boy,
only he could tolerate that part for sure!, but suffice it to say, I am one grateful humanoid to have been privileged enough to see all my life with
diffferent eyes than most, and now with them actually wide open.
NOW. I also feel that Gl2's proselytizing to the unwary and unwilling is almost idiotic. I personally have no beef with what he's convinced is
going on, cus even though I have no personal knowledge of much of it, and also think he sounds as wacked as any fundamentalist anybody, I just say,
hey, maybe he knows some # I should look into. I'm able to connect with these things he calls truths, if they be so, having seen an awful lot of
what he has related already. BUT, still I would counsel him to keep the weirdest stuff to himself or close friends, expressing his reality gingerly,
stay low and just write books---, and let the books propel him---AS THEY DID, GUYS!!!! DUDE GL2 was the FEATURED GUEST ON THE MOST POPULAR RADIO
SHOW IN THE NATION LAST NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! He's nuts? Maybe!! But you got something better going on?
Anyway, I had to spew my bit, and take it or leave it. Will Gl2 convince me about all this bizarre extraterrestorial warfare and abduction crap?
Maybe, maybe not-- probably not. But I know one thing, I will give a good listen to anyone, any time. And try very hard not to criticize one's
truth, biting my lip as I might have to. I know enough to know I know nothing, and that's where I get MY MAGIC. And whatever else is fact, Gl2 has
serious magic, serious swing with the universe even if he imagines fantastical nonsense- for despite his human frailties- like being pissy on this
blog (shame on you, bro!), his heart is intact, and as I saw last night, when I heard of him for the first time, for hours on national radio
enthralling and enchanting millions, his heart also has IMPACT. Fact Jack.
(And I tracked his ass to this blog somehow, cus I knew I would get the full poop on his ideas if I used my womanly wiliness to hunt a bit- you
better laugh, George!)