The Pitfalls of Paradise

January 9, 2023

If it’s not fire, it’s flood. Five years to the day after the Montecito mudslides that killed 23 people, Santa Barbara is experiencing torrential downpours. Highway 101 northbound and Highway 154, the only routes to the north, have already been closed due to mud and debris flows. 

Most of the time, fire and flood are not clear and present dangers. But the possibility always lurks just under surface awareness. Nowhere in the world is exempt from the ravages of weather and the natural behavior of planetary processes. Hurricanes, torrential rains, cyclones, wildfires. Some of these events are no doubt manipulated by the dark controllers to make them worse, but likely many are controlled by Gaia herself.

As many channels have noted, these sometimes cataclysmic events have been necessary for Gaia to clear herself of the untenable buildup of negativity imposed upon her planetary body over the millennia. Some spiritual sources (such as Matthew Ward and others channeled by Suzy Ward) have stated that the intensity and extent of the clearing process has been dialed back. Natural disasters don’t need to be as severe as originally predicted; the Light quotient has raised planetary vibrations enough to preclude the need for another Noah’s Ark scenario.

In Santa Barbara, the rain continues pounding, the creeks are rising, and the earth of the wildfire burn scars maintains the most tenuous of holds. Will there be a repeat of that catastrophic mudflow from 2018? A Space Force base is located just up the coast, at Vandenberg. Do they have weather modification capability? And the remit to use it in an emergency? Hope springs eternal.

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We’re schooled from an early age to accept that happiness is counterbalanced by sadness, bad times will follow good. It’s pouring buckets today, but in two days it should be sunny all around.

I wonder if it’s unrealistic to yearn for the banishment of the double-edged sword. My understanding of “duality“ is imprecise, but merely by being on this planet for some six decades, I understand the concept of “it might be great now, but it will flip and become awful. Just you wait and see.“

My vision of a benevolent new earth is that we’re not always waiting for the other shoe to drop. In Santa Barbara, we don’t ironically refer to our four seasons as “fog, Fiesta, fire, and flood.” There are no emergency alerts beeping ominously from cell phones, and people don’t huddle miserably in unheated emergency shelters with their children, frail elderly, and pets, waiting for danger to pass.

In my vision, there are no pitfalls in the paradise of the new earth. Some viewpoints hold that Gaia was created as a paradise and was co-opted into a role as a 3D schoolhouse for experiencing and playing out personal and global karma. Although Gaia gallantly accepted and accommodated this role, it wasn’t meant to go on forever. It’s been millennia…surely it’s time for New Earth to knock on the door and say, Open up and let me in. We’re ready for wonderful times to roll.

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Will it be boring living in a world that is always benevolent? Will I get tired of pleasant and uplifting exchanges with other humans, and conflict that is swiftly and amicably resolved, if it arises in the first place? Will it be hard to fill my time and my mind when there don’t seem to be “problems“ to solve? I’m not sure of the answers, but I’m extraordinarily eager to find out. 

With exquisite tongue-in-cheek, the announcer slides Chopin’s Raindrop Prelude onto the KUSC digital turntable. A sense of humor can uplift many a dire day. Let the good times roll, as soon as can be, so we may leave these dire days in the dust of unsung history.