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Happy Wednesday everybody. On a lovely Tuesday morning, my day off, I sat in my garden with coffee, the birds chirping like Spring, and my kitty, listening to Adele’s “19” which I bought on iTunes once. I really like that album, and so did my kitty Spinxy. I watched her the entire time, just so relaxed and chilling under the tree. Have I ever told you all how beautiful our Fall, and Winter feather is? It’s nice. Butterflies, and Springs blooms with a crispness however.

 

Home

Unbeknownst to me

I was wandering

There was a lonliness

and a hunger.

I found a land

an enchanting one

There was magic here

The natives were not welcoming

I persisted

They relented

It is warm here

a well

a well of love

Lost Boy

 

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Hello my friends. I hope this day finds you in peace & joy. Here in the US we have Labor Day on Monday, so no work or school for us. I need the time to try and get caught up on all my homework, reading, watching, writing, and making presentations. I can honestly say that school has changed me in only the first couple of weeks. That is sort of awesome.

I just finished reading a beautiful piece of literature, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. It is the second of ten YA, (Young Adult) novels I will be reading this semester. It is an “American Book Award Winner,” by Benjamin Alire Saenz. Here is how it starts, or an excerpt from the first page.

“I was fifteen.

I was bored.

I was miserable.

As far as I was concerned, the sun could have melted the blue right off the sky.”

The story is tender, turbulent, heartfelt, and poetic. I highly recommend it. Have a hanky handy.

The Wake Up Code

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This is my derived hypothesis on the 11, 111,1111 . . . or any such reoccurring number phenomena.

However, it mainly comes from Brannon Braga, a Star Trek writer. I was discussing it on Facebook, and reading the scenario on Wikipedia, which I will share, I have always been a Trekkie, and found deep metaphysical relevance in the Star Trek of Roddenberry.

Star Trek, The Next Generation

Cause and Effect

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Wiki

“Cause and Effect” is the 18th episode of the fifth season of the American science fiction television series Star Trek: The Next Generation, the 118th overall. It was originally released on March 23, 1992, in broadcast syndication. It was written by Brannon Braga, who sought to write a different type of time travel related plot, and directed by cast member Jonathan Frakes.

Plot

The viewer is shown through the episode that Enterprise is caught in a time loop (referred to in-universe as a “temporal causality loop”). The loop begins with the senior members of the crew playing poker and continues for about a day when they discover a spatial anomaly. While studying the anomaly, a ship suddenly emerges from it, and though Captain Jean-Luc Picard (Patrick Stewart) takes Lt. Commander Data’s (Brent Spiner) advice over Commander William T. Riker’s (Jonathan Frakes) for avoiding a collision, the new ship clips the warp nacelle, causing a critical failure and the destruction of the Enterprise moments later, at which point the loop restarts.

Initially, the crew are unaware of the loop. However, Dr. Beverly Crusher (Gates McFadden) begins to hear noises before she goes to bed following the poker game. Having a sense of déjà vu during the poker game and able to predict the cards Data will deal during a subsequent loop, Crusher takes a tricorder with her to her room, records the voices, and later analyzes them to discover they are the panicked commands and broadcasts of the crew. The senior staff work out that they are stuck in the loop; the voices they are hearing are those of themselves from the previous loop just prior to the destruction of the ship. They evaluate the voices to determine that the loop is restarted due to the collision of the two ships but do not know how to avoid that collision in the first place. Data suggests that his positronic brain can be used to send a short message to himself in the next loop which may help them to avoid the collision. When they arrive at the anomaly, and after the collision, Data sends the message.

On the following loop, Crusher again has a feeling of déjà vu during the poker game, but when Data deals the next hand, all the cards are threes, followed by a hand where all players have three of a kind. The number 3 begins appearing throughout other parts of the ship’s operations while, again, they determine they are stuck in a time loop. When they reach the anomaly and the ship appears from it, Data suddenly realizes that the 3 stands for the number of command pips on Riker’s uniform, and executes Riker’s option instead of his own. This allows Enterprise to safely clear the oncoming ship. The anomaly disappears and the time loop ends, and the crew realize they have been trapped in the loop for over 17 days, while the other ship, the USS Bozeman, has been missing for over 90 years. Picard welcomes the Bozeman’s crew to the 24th century.

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The Harmonic Convergence , August 16–17, 1987 was a big event in my life. I was 29, first Saturn Return. I was in Los Angeles. I believe it was at the Pasadena Convention Center, it was like a Whole Life Expo event with all the New Age vendors. I was fairly new to Metaphysics, about 3 years, so I was full of wonder, and awe. I bought the Urantia Book, first saw moldavite, saw Marianne Williamson, Elizabeth Claire Prophet, and sorts of other New Age guru’s. It was early on my path, and a monumental day. I bring it up because for me the phenomena began between then, and 1992 when the Star Trek episode aired. (On Netflix)

The phenomena become more evident as we all began connecting via the worldwide web. Around 1992, people began to connect and share. Spiritual, New Age, and Metaphysical Forums were created. At this time we shared this phenomena and were able to discern by the number of occurring events of seeing this number, as well as other master number combinations, that there must be some reason. There must be. As the years rolled on it did not cease it intensified, and this episode of Star Trek, just always seemed like it hit closest to the money. Perhaps the Wheel of Samsara, is akin to a “temporal causality loop,”  or the symbol, Ouroboros, similarly represents the concept. All these triggers to REMEMBER, and to WAKE UP!  All of US, a Mass Awakening, BIG.

It’s the most plausible answer for me anyway, and I wanted to share it with you.

Namaste

VOTE, and when you VOTE American’s, set a POSITIVE, and glorious INTENTION, for our nation. I know some of you in the East have already voted but hold a good vision. Non American’s, please pray for us, and hold a good intention.

Love to All

Sindy

She Walks In Beauty

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Hey everybody! Fun full moon, right? I felt this one, turning me into a monster, well Ms. Cranky Pants anyways. This 8 week condensed British Literature class is, and isn’t to my liking. I did manifest this situation, so never mind, I won’t whine.  I just really love this era of literature, and an online course doesn’t have the same impact, or benefit that classroom discussion does.  With that said, I had to just blow by “The Satanic Poets,” Blake, Shelley, Byron. I spent about eight hours, not nearly the level I want to go. I had no idea they were classified that way. omg my mom would take that so literally. lol In all my reading I did not get a clear answer, was it Lord Byron’s hero, that merited the name, or did it have to do with Blake, and Milton’s, “Paradise Lost”? I do know they questioned, and that’s awesome, but that is a harsh moniker. Don’t you think? Dang that crazy Lord Byron is still enigmatic. True embodiment of “The Trickster,” his own Byronic Hero. A list of mischievous characters and actors faces come to mind. The type of character desired by both men, and women, the bad boy, the rascal, the scoundrel. The sly grin from Gary Cooper before he jumps on his horse and rides away, “Frankly I don’t give a damn, my dear.” lol or whatever Rhett Butler says to Scarlet O’Hara. My imagination runs absolutely wild when I read about these guys. An exciting time in thinking with the German Philosophers, like Immanuel Kant, and there was the French Revolution. So much good literature packed in here, but honestly I am more intrigued with the writers. I do love this poem by Lord Byron.

 

She Walks in Beauty

By

Lord George Gordon Byron

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She walks in beauty, like the night

   Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

   Meet in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellowed to that tender light

   Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

   Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

   Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express,

   How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

   So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

   But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

   A heart whose love is innocent!

 

What’s Next

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Jun Sung (Violin Covers)

Let’s look at a smattering of ideas, shall we?

Well before January 5th, 2016 when Mercury goes Retrograde. Great way to start the year, Well I just discovered that, so moving forward. Doreen says, the angels say, “we are going through energy reassignment.” My friend has been telling me that as well.

Here is Anna Merkaba at Sacred Ascension‘s take:

“Beginning December 25th, 2015 with Uranus stationing direct, all major planets in our solar system will be moving direct/forward, Manifestations can be quickened during this time.

Through the planetary alignments you shall feel a difference in your understanding of self. You shall be presented with various outcomes and timelines from which to choose from in order to continue your mission here on earth, and the timelines that you shall see, shall be seen by all and selected by all whom you are to be walking with on your path.  A mutual cognition of a new reality structure and a mutual agreement upon the timeline and experiences to be had shall be made…

…For through fully aligning yourself with the Fifth Dimensional frequencies you shall then be able to manifest the realities of your choice! You shall then be able to fully move into  a new phase, whereby all the senses of your present cognition and those unbeknownst to you yet, shall activate and allow you to see beyond the veil, allowing you to experience a different type of reality of BEing, allowing you to walk through veil of forgetfulness arriving at the very core of your own being, communicating freely with those of the higher dimensions and those of the third dimensional earth…

…The acquisition of new technological prowess has allowed humanity to enter a new era of technologically driven automation. And it is through the technology sector of your world, that your earth shall see a rise in new biological structures which will allow you to propel the knowing of your true origins and agendas placed before you by your higher selves upon the entrance into the Matrix System of Planet X…

For through the knowing of your past the knowing of your the true origins, humanity shall be able to take the final step into the destination of full awakening, into the destination of full awakening to that which they are, and propel themselves further still…

….It is through the new seedings, who shall walk freely amongst humans, carrying the collective consciousness of all who have come and gone. It is through these new beings the “new kids”, who shall transform said energies and absorb said energies and erase the past in human cognitive understanding, that the change that you all are longing to uphold shall take place.

It is through your endeavors and the endeavors of your kind shall the earthlings finally be able to grasp the understanding of Karma, and release it once and for all from their memory banks. And it is through the endeavors of each and every single soul presently occupying time and space continuum on the planet known as Gaia that the experiment of the 3rd dimension shall come to an end…”

Read more at:

Sacred Ascension

Here are a couple other goodies to nibble, no sugar, no calories.

Doreen Virtue’s Weekly Angel Reading

Astrology King 2016 Horoscopes

Blue Buddha by

Ellen Vaman

Chyrsalis

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The grass and earth is cool beneath her, a shadow passed over her closed eyelids. This mound in the meadow was a favorite spring spot for Lucy to lay and escape the boredom of her small town existence. In the grass she explored the ruins of the Scottish moors, or pondered the life of a Roman soldier in Britain. Mr. Mink her high school history teacher filled her mind with ancient curiosities. The clear sky had developed some puffy clouds and their passing had caused Lucy to open her eyes. Just at this very moment a monarch of the most vivid orange alights on the tip of her nose. She dare not blink, staring cross eyed at the creature who seemed to be staring at her. The butterfly just flapped its wings but did not move even when she finally had to blink. From her peripheral vision Lucy sees two more monarchs hovering, one on either side. She finds this somehow odd and disturbing so she lets loose a puff of air from her lips. The monarch arises from her nose but only hoovers a foot above still flanked by two others.

Lucy loved butterflies and this was one reason she choose this mound to dream, the wild flowers. Still the three monarch hover in formation above her. Each flap of their wings, each beat of her heart in perfect synchronicity, her eyes open and close in unison. Flap, flap, flap…….

Lucy awakens to darkness, realizing that she must have fallen asleep she sits up and rubs her eyes. “The stars look different somehow” she thinks as she cast her gaze to the woods below the mound. A strange noise startles her from the wood, a sound she has never heard before.  Paralyzed she remains still like a deer caught in the headlights of Uncle Bubs truck. “Where is Uncle Bub and his shotgun when you need him” she said silently, still immobile and alert. A pair of eyes stare out from the darkness, and then another, and another. Suddenly a flap of wings is heard over heard and before she can look she is airborne, soaring toward the moon and dark forest. The wind is chill on her cheeks as she manages to look up she sees a flash of orange and remembers the monarchs, yet she is being held by hands. The hands release her and she is falling, falling toward the darkness. “I am dead! That’s it dead, not dreaming.” She falls and falls and lands gently with a bounce in tall yellow stocks of filaments, covered in a yellow powder she sneezes violently. “What is this?” she wonders, looking up through the filaments of a gigantic bloom. Whoosh, she feels air disturbed from the tremendous wings as they maneuver above her and perch on the edge of this dream, nightmare, experience, flower??? Sitting there black skin and green eyes an enormous being with monarch butterfly wings staring down at her. Lucy in her faded blue, floral print dress, and sneakers, her long dirty blond hair matted with grass from the meadow. This creature is looking at her quizzically, tilting its head from one side to the other, its arms wrapped around each other at the wrist its long dark fingers entwined. The eerie sound she heard on the mound repeats and the creature looks towards its origin, and quickly back to her, staring. The strange skies moon is bright but not round it is pear shaped, with a reddish hue. Now the noise becomes like a deafening hum coming from all directions. The creature jumps into the nest grabbing her face her shoves some strange berry into her mouth, she protest but it hold her mouth closed, so that she has no choice but to swallow it. She feels herself overcome and right before she goes completely unconscious, she sees the space above her full of creatures like this one. The moonlight is obscured with butterfly wings.

Death is beautiful, it is dark, it is quiet, it feels as if floating on a pond on a summer night. Death is so peaceful. Lucy thought to herself, “Why was I ever afraid to die? This is wonderful!” A brilliant light interrupts her reverie, so bright and so unwanted as she becomes conscious she cannot breathe, surrounded in a mucous fluid, she cannot move, and the light is like a slash in the black void. The slit and the brightness getting larger, and larger. Lucy is now able to move her arms and reaches toward the slash ripping in effort to excavate herself from suffocation. Long strange finger assist the process from outside and Lucy pushes through the opening and in the brightness of her meadow she see a spectral image from her past, Jack. “Well hello Miss Lucille. I told you I would see you around.”

 

Sindy Sue Simms

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Happy Halloween Word Press friends. I love you. The above was my short story for my Annual Spooky Writing Challenge. I am planning another non spooky challenge, so any of you writers out there love to have you participate. Be safe and happy. Get a reading or retain my favorite witch Sammi Cox for a candle burning.

See you soon.

Blessed Be~

Sindy

 

 

Reflections

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Hello dear friends. I can write that and mean it. I love this community of bloggers. We are so blessed. I am going to try and post at least once a week, Source willing. ❤ So I just finished the second week back to school. I have really studied basic Algebra in my free time during the week. I am also starting a Math tutored class this week. So I am feeling pretty good about is this far. I have memorized the squares up to 2o to the second power. I think its interesting that 13 squared is 169 and 14 squared is 196. I think of autistic savant, Daniel Tammet’s book, Born on a Blue Day. Pretty fascinating stuff. I believe my prayers have been answered. I am feeling the fun of Algebra. For now. lol

I am taking 3 English classes. Countem folks…three. An Expository Writing class, that, just let me say, is expansive. I am going to HIGHLY recommend the writers, which is all of us, to read this book, its small, Writing Down the Bones, by Natalie Greenberg.  Here is a pdf link. I said to my professor, I have been a writer all my life, and a metaphysician for the last 30 years, but I had never reconciled the two. Goldberg speaks from a very Zen prospective. She suggest a writing practice of flow and stepping away from our editor, editors. Just this morning I read this post by Shree, at The Heartsongs Blog, that just floored me with its honesty, and vulnerability. I am going to share a journal entry for this class in the next post. I wanted to write about it here anyway, so Two birds with One stone.

I also have a British Literature class that is three hours every Wednesday night. Luckily for me the professor is brilliant and funny.  I begin the third English class this week. English 200, Reading and Writing about Literature. Gosh, I am going to be so edumacated yall. 😉

Gong meditation tonight, whoopee!!!! I deserve it. I peddled cheddar cheese yesterday.

Namaste

Sindy