For over 20 years, a carpenter went out of his retirement and has been building crosses for victims of mass tragedies. h/t: chicagotribune.com Greg Zanis began creating crosses for the dead in 1996 when he found his beloved father-in-law murdered at the bottom of the staircase of his home. That same year, Greg built a…
|Sitting in the Sacred I AM Presence connecting with my Higher Self with Heru and my Spirit Guide Team I connect with the vibration of Guan Yin
Namo Guan-Shi-Yin Pusa,
The only wish of the Divine Mother is that all her children are spiritually free.
I Guan Yin, come forth at this hour to call upon you all to connect with your own Divinity to fall in love with your own Divinity. As you connect with your Divinity you shall see your enlightenment unfold.
I activate you all at this hour with the Divine Ocean of Peace, of realization, of Love and of Unity, within and with each other.
An Ocean that wipes away fear, separation and scarcity and that will bath you in abundance and bliss.
Beloved children it is time for you to carry the torch of enlightenment. Let this torch shine everyday within your lives.
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Today’s Guidance comes from Flower Therapy Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue and Robert Reeves. Interpretation by Debrah Rose www.debrahrose.com
Wise Soul / Azalea
Do you hear it? Your soul is calling you, it has information to share, it has support to offer you. You need not be afraid, you are ready. You have accumulated much wisdom over your life times, it is time to access that information and share it with others to help them along their path.
You will hear your soul speak in the silence of meditation, in the quiet of the moment between breaths. To connect with your soul is as easy as inviting your soul in. Your soul will always speak to you in the language of love, and it’s message will be for the highest good.
The illusion is that you are separated from your soul, from your angels, from the…
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Takahashi Toshiharu’s story continues….
I ran towards the sea. The day got brighter. When I jumped down, the enemy shot. I felt as if I burnt a burned hot chopstick in my chest and I could not breathe. There are plenty of US soldiers, but I was alive. Blood flows a lot. Both shirts and pants were stained with blood. I tried to stop blood even a little, but it didn’t work.
The enemy brought a flamethrower to the mouth of the hole. The fire did not reach me. It was where I had been before. The bullet was through, but it hurts because my body swells when I breathe. It is a suffering to die.
I will die soon. There is no doctor or medicine. There is no food or water, death is near. There was nothing I could do. My eyes dazzle, I’m bleeding a lot…
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As Takahashi Toshiharu watches the US tanks he continues his story:
No matter how long you wait, the tank will not come up to 10 meters. He is afraid of the march of my army. At another 90 meters I’m staring at it. I was telling myself that if I made it as close as 90 meters, I could reach it.
While waiting for another 90 meters to advance, one Japanese soldier crawled and approached the first tank. I approached the tank I decided to attack. The shell flew and the tank blew and began to burn. Sgt. Yatter and I shouted.
I had woken the enemy. The enemy was burned out with a flamethrower. The flame is dark with black smoke. I could not see even an inch ahead. Because the first tank was done, the enemy must have been angry. The second tank…
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