Yay, though I walk….

I said earlier that, as an awareness writer, I can only write about what’s right there in front of me. (1)

Today it may be chemical attacks on Iran. Tomorrow it may be med-bed healings. I never know.

But, even where my own personal field of awareness is not the subject of the story, even when it’s the outside world, the reference point is how that sits with me, how I see it, and what my investments are.

This whole fake-Elon thing has dominated my life since it started on Christmas Day, 2025. It keeps morphing and multiplying and showing up somewhere else.

Now I’m shunted off X because someone using my information has opened a second account, under a different name. One of my Paypal accounts was mysteriously closed down. I only discovered it when I tried to sign into that account and Paypal kept rejecting the username rather than the password.

I keep forgetting that I have a safety-release valve. I can breathe love up from my heart and that causes the whole scenario to vanish into thin air. For the moment.

But the scenario remains and sooner or later I have to climb back into my clown suit, to quote Adyashanti, and deal with it.

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This is really great. This is the kind of share that the Mother described as making your toes tap and Michael as making your finger tingle wanting to write.

—-> I am learning so much.<—-

I am learning so much.

I am being fried with stress and getting used to feeling it. I’ve been able to observe the impact of the adrenalin burst when I think I’ve been hacked again or have lost another financial account (Paypal, the others were voluntary closures)

And trying to maintain the same reach and range of research while the bad guys are robbing the bank is, again, interesting. I’m firing behind me and asking the teller to hurry up in front of me.

But it’s interesting. I’m learning to calm down. I’m learning patience. I’m being forced to prioritize.

The war just reached my doorstep.

Here we are, as we are daily, on the verge of the Reval and I’m being given a crash course in CEO Management – Crisis Management.

I just got: I’m resisting lightening my load because I fear it’ll impact our donations. And we need to eat.

I return to my basics: I serve Archangel Michael and the Divine Mother. Whatever happens is her will.

I breathe up love. What would I do without this remaining ability from my heart opening – the ability to draw up enough love from my opened heart to banish worries and concerns.

I want you permanently? That IS Ascension, you say?