A Visitor

Hello everyone. Lots of love. Life is good. This afternoon while sitting on the patio chatting with my sister, I flipped out as something large flew by my head. I turned to see a blue dragonfly chilling on the ironwork of the metal outer door. It sat there, and sat there, just a foot away from my chair. It is still very hot in Arizona so I had the misters on, I thought perhaps it was just getting some water. Once I decided to go in, a good 6 minutes later I slowly opened the door but it remained there. It was so close to me, they are beautiful and have big heads. lol

Meaning

Dragonflies take on the role of spiritual guides for us. They are powerful yet graceful – even in high wind. They show us how to navigate life’s storms with confidence and ease. They motivate us to let go of whatever holds us down or holds us back.

Source

They also mean change and transformation. A clear sign for me and my sister.

It’s Good to Cry

My friend died and I cried. Someone said they did not shed a tear, because he was XYZ, in a better state, which, I totally agree with, and I am happy for him, however, it felt good to cry and mourn the loss of my friends avatar body. I believe we come into an incarnation for a number of reasons, but one of them is to feel, to feel elation, joy, cold water, to taste chocolate, to laugh, to suffer, and to mourn, all of these sensations. Crying releases toxins and I always feel better after a really good cry, for whatever reason, and I do not do it often. When I have a direct experience with source love, (most recently with the Lion People) and you are so overfilled with love you cry, the tears are cool and it feels amazing. You clean out your sinuses, and blow your nose. Crying is good in my opinion and nothing to be ashamed of. I love my dear transitioned brother and I too know that he is happy, light, and a powerful source of love to be reckoned with.

The Lion Star Race

 

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

by

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.