Back to School

In the words of one of my favorite pod casters, Rex Bear, of Leak Project, “How the heck are ya?” I hope everyone has enjoyed your summer? I went to school; chilled a lot (which was awesome), caught up on movies (mostly the Marvel stuff), I read three and a half books (“Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister“, (which I loved) and finally after 2 years got back to Scott Westerfeld’s “Uglies” series. Wow I just noticed a theme here. lol  I met a Facebook friend, had a party (for my FB friend) and really enjoyed my summer (despite the heat) for the first time in a very long time.

Now, I am back for my second year teaching, which already is much better than my first year teaching. For one, I know all my students, except for two, secondly, my class size is smaller, and thirdly, I have an amazing new Reading program for my Structured English Immersion (SEI) students, which is who I teach. Oh, and all the cool writing lessons I get to teach that I got from my summer program at ASU. I have a real challenge ahead of me this year, but I feel up to it. If  I am absent, this is why, but I do love to write and blog.

Art

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Jane Palmer

Reincarnation

This is from the question and answer website Quora, the response is by author, Tom T. Moore to the question: If you believe in reincarnation, what would you come back as? Moore’s answer is very detailed and specific and follows what beliefs I had determined on my own. I found it very interesting, enjoy.

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So if you believe in reincarnation, what would you like to come back as? Would you be the same gender as you are now?

People misunderstand reincarnation. Our souls volunteered for the “Earth Experiment,” and in order to be even considered, our souls had to reached a certain vibrational level. They agreed to be veiled from knowing their true identities. This was done, so that the souls would learn how to make billions of decisions. Why? because our souls were promised that one day in the future, our souls would meld together to form a creator (something that has NEVER been done in any of the other billions of universes), and we would take over running this universe, allowing Creator to move to a higher level. Our souls need to know how to make decisions, without relying on memories of how we handled a certain problem in thousands of other lives.

Our souls split off fragments of themselves for these Earth lives. There are typically six to twelve fragments of a soul (all with different soul interests) in what are called “soul clusters,” which work life after life with other soul clusters. Each soul fragment has on average, six hundred to eight hundred lives. Why the big difference? I was told it is up to each soul. Some like to experience everything the Earth has to offer as fast as possible—what I call the “drama queens.” Others choose to take it slower.

Our souls are not sitting around. While these lives are going on, they are having 500,000 to one million lives perhaps going on all across the universe for their learning, in preparation for their future duties as a creator.

Also, there are 12 parallel lives for each of these Earth lives all going on at the same time, on different frequencies, so that the souls get the biggest “bang for the buck” to compare how we react to lives on different frequencies. We are on Time Line 6, the middle frequency.

Our lives can be anywhere over thousands of years, depending upon what we need to learn, and our associations with the other soul clusters. My next Earth life will be as a female space pilot on one of 17 Earth star ships in the 3400 era, then back to the 2600 era to help “prepare” people for star travel, then back to the 3400 era again. Although I’m a very old soul sitting at 1,005 lives, as I keep coming back to push people along, I was told I still have 300 lives to go, some all the way back to the 1800s. So not only can we have lives forwards and backwards, but some of our lives can even overlap. I’m told that approximately half of my remaining lives will be as a female.

Hope that helps explain things a little better. I do have a free, weekly newsletter where people from all over the world send me questions to ask in a meditative state. You can check it out and subscribe if you wish at Yellowstone & Quakes, Immigrants, Homeless, ET’s, Cosby, Hinduism, Gary Sinise. I do not harvest email addresses.

Tom T. Moore

Author The Gentle Way Books, Atlantis & Lemuria: The Lost Continents Revealed!

 

Painting   (He looks like male figure skater, Johnny Weir)

Victor Nizovtsev

Blog Birthday Bash

 

 

Blue Butterflies & Me is 7 years old today. Being as blogging started as a fluke, it has remained a consistent part of my life. it is also my first blog buddy’s birthday, Ody Mama, sadly she is too busy to blog, but I have her on the phone. Happy Birthday girl!

First year of teaching done, time for some cake.

Love you all! Thank you for being in my life.

The Seeds are Inside the Core

The apple has been eaten, proverbially, I don’t really like apples. The school year is over on Thursday, my first year as a teacher is done. How do I feel about that? I feel good about it; in that, it is over, and in that, I feel accomplished. It is good to work hard towards a goal, but very consuming. So  consuming I could not stop and focus on a movie, (I did however spend a day watching videos on YouTube a month or so ago).

From the fire to the frying pan, (an idiom) I have been lucky enough to earn an invitation to a summer writing institute at ASU, it is teachers, teaching teachers. I have had the best 10 days of my life recently, so many wonderful things and opportunities, I can’t even begin to share them all.

I like when my sister sings, unrelated, but she came in singing.

 

Boxes

Little Boxes

The correlation with the title and the image is obscure, so I will explain. I recalled a Katherine Ace painting with boxes, so I went to look at her art. Just yesterday I had gotten hot and threw my hair up, my student laughed and said I looked like a character from Whoville. Basically I had Whoville hair. I laughed too, of course I redid my knot. So I saw this painting and  love it, Girl with No Hands, by Katherine Ace.

But now to boxes. I have this “thing” for boxes. I love them. I am all like “Wow this is a great box, I’m going to keep it”. Big boxes, small boxes, brown, white, or decorative boxes, any box that is a good box. It is strange. I often ponder which lifetime I created this love of boxes? It works out well when friends are moving, and I always have a box when I need one.

Berry Blue & Bunnies Too

Frankurt Radio Symphony

Happy Fertility Ritual, or Happy Ishtar to you. Spring is thriving in the magical garden, fairies abound. The energy and weather was great today, I for one really enjoyed the day.

Without an in-depth comparison between more Pagan celebrations and that of Christians, and Jews, let me say, I love you all, no matter which Spring holiday you are celebrating.

Rebirth and the renewal of life . . . oh glorious Spring.

Atlantis is rising and we are the age of Aquarius~

For your perusal~

Horus

Hidden Origins

The Nature of Reality

Gerald Clark & Rex Bear

Casey Playlist

Did you know that you can dye eggs with blueberries?

 

Golden Key & Me

Recently I recalled a dream. I was well rested, otherwise my dream recall has not been great the last 5 or 6 years. I fell asleep listening to talks about Edgar Casey and the Akashic Records, which is I believe where the dream sprang from, obviously. In the dream I was in a modern building and someone was giving me this large, heavy, and ornate gold key. I mean the key was six inches long and about 3/4 inch thick. However, it had a couple small embedded lights in the top part. They then took me to a building across the street, entering it was empty in the foyer and the guy took the key an opened the door, but I did not see how he did it. When we entered it was a golden vault, all you could see were walls in an octagonal shape with locked boxes (like at a post office) but golden. I felt like each wall was a front and would open to another place. Anyways we glanced around the room, the person was like “Well here it is and here is the key” I am not sure if that is what they said, but we then left and he gave me the key. In the dream I thought, I do not know how to use the key? What is that place? Why did they give me this key? lol Interesting dream but understandable considering what I was feeding my unconscious mind.

 

Peace & Love