About girlsfromthegreenstuff

Passionate new romantic artist who adores Mother Nature standing up for Mother Earth appreciating all that is worth in this great beautiful high vibrational universe..WE are all God's Creatures Great and Small, we are here to break down to our break throughs, open sourced, creativity bound, positive within our own sovereignty Proud..Wake UP be Strong, be ecologically aware for All the Birds, Bees and Song!

The End of the World as we know..a new generation is raising upwards from the depths of the never never…

David Attenborough on the most wonderful but heart breaking staple on the BEEB’s Blue Planet 2  said, “8 million tonnes per year are dumped out to sea”….yes a bugger of a lot and I am seriously wondering where we are all going to end up…and how did we get so mother fucking lazy that we are chronically killing ourselves and our beautiful planet…what is going on and who gets to keep making that fossil fuel shite that is causing so much horror world-wide and not only that, in our food chain its everywhere…no wonder when I came back this time, I had already developed a self-awareness to the destructive marching of greed and grim determination to keep wrecking earth, my home and yet I have passed on DNA ancestral  blueprints of resonating energy that holds all records of life.My statement 2015

I came from an upbringing of shame, guilt, misogyny, cruelty and put downs. I was naturally being groomed to become a high res people please and seeker of approving. – perfect material for the unseens or archons.

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Oh No! Where will all this plastic go after just one night in the Brixton Academy!

I thought I was a great mother up to now and yet I feel completely powerless in knowing how the current system is  failing and the idea of supporting and waving flags for the hyper-matrix controllers, that require our free will agreeable to the system of ecological  collapse and synthetic solutions to a male domination of old paradigm masters that have created through sheer force and hidden occultism a disregard for the health and wellbeing for future generations and our individual self-ability to adapt and become authentic in our gainful passion to soul seek-age as they thrust on their Free Masons, Deep State, Illuminati, Global Agenda mother fuckers…….

 

Birthing a New Age

We are part of nature, part of that lore, part of that whole individual uprising, and to this do I offer my kin and baby girl a planet filled with nature, diversity, inspiration, community and a totally changed outlook to the current model we are all living under? What have I learned that can impart a strength that her being here is to come out and sweep away the old regime. It is a terrifying prospect and yet somehow, there is a new drum beating from a resonance that those who seek, find.Red Indian God

And so I think back to my own youth- was it any different? Were we just as hemmed in by commerce, and seeking stuff to consume to feed our fragile egos, insecurities. ..In our age there were no mobiles, plug-ins, Apps, gaming, well not really and it allowed for our telepathy and memory to serve us well as we used phone boxes, ran about the streets, lanes, countryside and parks, looking out for something, someone, some show how, and show up as we took on the new world of analogue, taping slowly, deliberately and the crackle and joy of vinyl being loaded up from Tower Records and others all now gone,  books, tele-programming Top of the Pops, The Tube, John Peel, Radio Luxembourg with Beatle Hour on the hour, we had it all or so we thought following the light fantastic, kid talks in the play ground what was on Top of the Pops, all down to your own unique tastes. Of course looking back one feel’s the shadows, and lights, photographs, colours, smells, glimpses of a honey hazed pastoral and parochial past. There also seemed to be wildlife, insects, bees, life! In fact there were a lot of natural parts to play in our growing up.IMG_0313

 

And for me a hearth, a fire..IMG_1699 I was rather a helpless, haphazard, chaotic and went anywhere if someone suggested something. I was ready to go out into the world to make up my life, as I struggle to find Metta’s next stage in her life pathways of a mix of apprenticeships, college, 6th Form, grappling with what do you want to do?? Bumping, crashing, crying, and worrying as to what is it that she must do in order to live a full life?    I had no clue that within a matter of months I would be kicked out of the farm, and pushed to find out who what and how do I live a life when my own parents asked me not once, what are you going to do? I knew I wanted to be an actress, and yet  I managed by flight and fight to figure out once I came to London I had assets, imagination, youth, enthusiasm! I began an arduous and also wonderful campaign of collecting things, people, boys, parties, adventures, experimenting, squatting, new blasting open society came at a young, slender, auburn haired farmers daughter and yet that I did possess skills that offered up invitations as I cleaned and cooked,  grew and learnt to feel my way towards  a sparkly innovative illumination carrying sensory preceptors that matched mine. That I could safely lend my own willingness to educate in the unknown growing exponentially. By bringing my open natural countryside ways, I imprinted a newness in my own making and in the mid 80’s London had the magic and fear to push forward to cultural underground happenings. I continuously had all the ingredients to keep making things up as I went along, the recipe book was in itself, new, tribal, active, seeking, exploring, different to anything any of us of our generation, could really say, Woah! We went against the government, Thatcher and her crony capitalist mates on the make for all things privy and privileged.

I was homeless a hundred times or more, like the men I slept with, a hundred times and more, and I kept it going because I was horny, hormonal and mad for the attention. I swirled around a con-vortex that never gave up. Unlike my daughter today who stands in a different mould, though I birthed her, with new knowledge that I have opened in this plutonian era. She emulates all those qualities and defects, upgraded if you will and totally strong from my own standing of that age. Metta-Angel  grounds allowing her lashes, questions, to alert my own lacks as she screamed: Mum, I dont know what the fuck I am doing and want to do in my life? School has let her down, her own ability to recognise that school is all about the results and not the teaching, the glorious old role to inspire and educate whilst real learning could happen..

It really started  for me in 1987 –  the year of the Harmonic Convergence1987 Harmonic .jpgAs I stood upon The Tor upon my 21st, I was given lessons to the importance of that unfoldment opening Ancient  portals to Ageless Wisdoms promoting the end of the world as we knew. Dualistic patriarchal paradigms have been waning through the crack that opened on the darkest century of man and his entrapment to the Dark Arts against the Great Feminine Devine or Our Great Mother of All We Are,   and to allow for full disclosure to expunge all the woundings of secret mastery occults coming to a shadowy surface upon a 25 year period known as the Nano years. This period leading to 2012, heralded Acid House, rave culture, the rise of the internet, data collecting and more dreadful skull duggery to come up and out. I digress. And I think the awakening of the man that seeks.

Acid house.jpegA time to grow up eventually, and find oneself out in the milieu of self. My generation in that period stopped drinking in lobbyist Public bars, and pubs, whilst we were in fields with fires, dancing together not at the stage but with each other in the wilderness of beats, drums, whistles, anywhere that would house music our chance meetings.  Warehouses, churches, anywhere that was liberated by the spirit of the times to break away from convention and  party like there’s no tomorrow, unsupervised, unlawful and energy shaping and forming to grow seeds of discontent to break down and open our aims as we met all different groups from class, backgrounds, in didn’t matter we were free motivated by dance, community and becoming our own Gods and Goddesses. We were all drawn together by those times that took a whole new crusade up to the calling arms as a whole new set of rules were here – our self determination for truth. We were powerful because we were mixing in different groups and dimensions depending our own unique trajectory.Gnostic Christianity

Whilst the main stream continued and continues to align to common drudgery & monotony of status quo’s, insidious and lower vibes as the paper keeps printing and we keep believing that money, oil, are still worth worshipping;  and the need to know that so long as I continue my unique navigator story that contains the seeds of ancient know-how that essentially  create vital winds of change without borders, continuing with  the  promotion of love and kindness to all living things, then we all have that self germinating potential. We all have a duty to stand up and make high vibes for the rightious and break out from the gremlins, and soul suckers harvesting our indigenous humanity. The Tree of Life

The time has come to let go of everything you think is true and hold dear to what you really innately already know, that the divine will of humanity and cosmic natural lore, resonates allowing  a parent with a young adult the encouragement of seeking their own course without judgement and blame-gaming. Otherwise one will go simply mad!

 

 

The Great Awakening is here…

Everything you need to know about the shadow laissez faire and the beautiful vibrations abound those that seek the path of truth and honour…standing up for Mother Earth and Humanity!

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Is this ‘The Great Awakening’ foretold by ancient mystics throughout the course of Humanity. The one where we shift up a notch and embrace non conformity? Be the change etc etc stop choosing one side over another?

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I NOWknow that everything I thought to be true to has folded in- side out & I’m back to Tao, yin and yang and back around again! I have shifted in my so-called programming from being a high res-seeker of approval from external influences to avidly switching my once quite obvious left leanings, with masses of Green passion (of which I will always be affiliated with), dropping the main stream at every level as the BBC 4 talks endlessly about war, about the NHS, about things that drive me to wanting to get wrecked on skunk smack of the smoke world and antidepressants.

The dreary continuous narrative of the main stream is…

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The Great Awakening is here…

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Is this ‘The Great Awakening’ foretold by ancient mystics throughout the course of Humanity. The one where we shift up a notch and embrace non conformity? Be the change etc etc stop choosing one side over another?

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I NOW know that everything I thought to be true to has folded in- side out & I’m back to Tao, yin and yang and back around again! I have shifted in my so-called programming from being a high res-seeker of approval from external influences to avidly switching my once quite obvious left leanings, with masses of Green passion (of which I will always be affiliated with), dropping the main stream at every level as the BBC 4 talks endlessly about war, about the NHS, about things that drive me to wanting to get wrecked on skunk smack of the smoke world and antidepressants.

The dreary continuous narrative of the main stream is the most repetitive 1984 yawn that man continues to sync into everyday, day in, day out. Why do we do this? Its boring and meanwhile Monsanto are merging with Bayers, whilst BASF, Unilever, Kraft, Heinz and all still slash and burn the forests, covering the soil in carcinogenic chemicals whilst planes cover the skies  in biochemicals under the banner of geo-engineering to halt climate change PAP!! Whilst the next generation of mobile phone companies really go to town on 5G to really wet your neurones to madness and spikes and weirdness in the back story of the New World Order but…BUT…something happened….Donald Trump beat Hilary Clinton in 2016 and destroyed that certainty whilst the UK chose to leave Junker’s  Europe.

The Truth will set you free

Today the world is shifting as  North Korea are meeting their Southern brothers and sisters in historical times after 65 years of stand-off resolving to scrap nuclear weapons and become peaceful. Had Clinton and co got back in, I cannot imagine what crud the world would be under right now. The Deep State, one set of rules for the masters, whilst the slaves continue to live under a tyrannical low rate vibration driven by the continuous threat of fear, poverty consciousness, duality, the memes of that world. 

I am not saying that things have shifted that much, but the width and breath of a season has blown in feelings of energy, higher frequencies of discernment, knowing right from wrong.Transcend the Matrix

The old adage that the truth will set you free and for me, I have been working consistently on myself to intuitively resonate to righteous, integrity, higher power, gratitude, compassion and when the storm comes, to be prepared.

When I look at the 20th century I see war, I see programming, I see sickness and disease as the great heist in campaigning across the countryside, on the television and radio in Advertising, whilst smoking cigarettes, drinking copiously, shoving your face with sugar, trans-fat were well, ok. That was the 20th century in its money profiteering no matter the cost to the earth finest derailment of the Health and Well being.

I have spent years following my own wellness in what to eat from where and how, to recognise that food grown locally and without chemicals, is everything. To be in tune with continuously practicing the healing arts of Prevention as the cure. To use gentle non-evasive plant medicines, eat mindfully with organic foodstuffs, know thyself in energy, ancestry, akashic and other.

So imagine when I after a long spell sober, I woke up even more and then I saw the game. That polarisation of humanity, class, ethics, colour, creeds all bound up in them and us.

The Great American Make America Great AgainWhen Trump won, I felt joy. How could I feel joy? The mainstreams were in melt down at his winning. This intrigued me and then it came. the whole new world ordering, global gerrymandering back story manipulations were suddenly jarred. The Clinton’s had lost!

Trump straight away tore up the TTIP, TTP,TSI,CETA, The Paris Accord, and withdrew masses of money from quango organisations running America.Inc. I know he ain’t perfect, but he changed the script. He paid for his election campaigning andKanye West got on with Making America Great Again (MAGA). The Donald has been around the block a lot. He has rubbed shoulders with the illuminati, the sadists, sicko’s, war mongers, mass intense polluters and much more worse, his no nonsense straight to the point with his declaration President Donald J.Trump Proclamations 2018     Suddenly in the devil and the detail, someone was prepared to speak up for the unsaid un-imaginable secret ritualistic torture and pedophile antics run by high elites.

Suddenly the world really began to wake up. This was and is NEWS. I began to look around other forms of media and up came the good, the bad and the ugly and yet, I listened and I began to see the narrative wasn’t right-wing, wasn’t left-wing. The new media is blooming into a rainbow tribal community of independents. Stand Alone’s like me…We Are Ready to know the truth

Its You and me and jim and john all exercising their rights to the past three hundred years of tyranny, shadowy world governments, all being highlighted through the Internet of All Things where we have all been meeting, researching, going deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole whilst the main streams now seem baron, old hat, disingenuous and insane and not prepared to raise the curtains on pedophile, MK Ultra, CPS, Jimmy Saville, Space programmes, and massive other Black Book stuff. 

Trump, Kanye West, Roseanne Barr,Info Wars,   Jordan Sather Destroying The Illusion &  You Are Free TV  with millions of others began to look elsewhere and not towards the same narratives. A call to arms to stand up for all the innoncents & Gods Country of which is the INDIVIDUAL!  Not the duplicitous lies and deceit of lefty liberalism that puts you in a box of its them or us and that is it. Today humanity is pulling itself out of a deep sleep, dreaming to be awake as new burgeoning channels resonating high vibes and  breaking with convention has a huge appeal. Chaos Order

I started to really think deeply about the wonder of my marvellous intuition and with the help of my innate guides and angels I have recognised that this planet, of which is paradise, has been not only taking over by a dodgy low vibey parasites worse than lets say a great big one living in my stomach happily for years, eating my sugars, chemicals and fats, but a great big lot of skull digging the duggery deeply, I shimmied into the underside of the otherness & began-facing my darkness whilst glaring at all the pain, greed, envy, sloth & suchlike. And there! The shadowy murkiness Of families nestling their whole essence harvesting us all as they grow fat off the sickness & disease to profit by in all crusades of totalitarianism, marching and hypnotizing us, weaving their batons based on cruelty, wickedness & chaos. So there’s nothing new so what? They these entities known as Archons Hidden Rulers through the Ages

I have realised I have been Stock Holm Syndrome  on so many levels and probably still am to a degree so I began to really investigate all the other news coming up from the Rabbit Hole and I found that the closer I became to knowing Thyself, the more crazier things began hotting up. I began to find new media and existing media that has been around to wake us up at our right times. And this meant that the old shadowy Deep State and fake news began tumbling out of the world. And I suddenly woke up even more.

great-awakening (1)AmericaI love history particularly the 19th Century for there I can really grasp some of the people, politics, places and secret organisations that really became a coup d’etat in the world of the 20th century. From the Great Era of Enlightenment sprang Rudolf Steiner andMadame Blavatsky whom all shone the esoteric ageless wisdom’s Of lightness & truth upon that century only to be spied and roused by Darwinians and Victorians.

When the World exploded with materialism in The Industrial Revolution, many Europeans began to fill their homes with artefacts from abroad and from our own factories and cottage industries.  The rise of obsessiveness towards shopping, and acquiring was to become a reality for the many. This was a good thing for the controllers that worked behind the scenes placing their people. members and cabals from nobility to industrialists to manipulate future agenda’s that would come to pass.  One particular family The Rothschilds really took the whole debacle of owning the people right to the very edge of our life today.  They placed family cousins, and close allies in every Banking fraternity in the main cities of the world and the story goes that when Napoleon fought Wellington near Waterloo in Belgium, the Rothschild sent foot soldiers to London to tell the City of London Traders that Napoleon was winning, the City panicked and a mass sale of shares took hold. However this was propaganda because Wellington beat Napoleon leaving The Rothschild Bank in London to buy up all shares including the King at a penny a pop placing their victory to be the most powerful double dealings of the day cementing their powerful monetary status at the top of the pyramid of which they still today are.  There is a lot of speculation yet this family had members on both sides and that is the crux of enslavement and mastery.

The beginning of the end for the common man

When man lost his right to gathering, and foraging, planting and making his cottage industries, his mind literally became impoverished as the shift from field to factory was the only way to survive.  The Enclosure Acts of the 19th c  destitute the once rich commoner whose life depended upon scrub lands & accessing small holdings to living interdependency. Now the man and his family were subjected to working in the booming Industrial heartlands  living in narrow streets with no running water, no proper way to look after his family healthily. This was the age of mass employment, low wages and mass enslavement.  Mankind lost out in that displacement & again in two banking world wars. Alienated from  our indigenous natures…I have spent many years feeling the grief of my ancestry and the dumb downing of emotions as the individual man lost his land and then his families to the Great War and Second World War. I am no longer surprised that the gap that was felt from the huge losses of life and land left the people traumatised and in mass Grief.

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Since the Second World War the uptake of prescription drugs and intensified industrialised mass weaponised foods and medicines have created more loss in a huge wide scale rolling out systems designed to numb us even further away from our Great Mother Nature. 

The Take over of food and health

And so,those that know me know my Face Book posts from 2008 onwards. Always on the same missions of truth outings, such as Monsanto and its ghastly history on earth to the  The Codex Alimentaires and the whole conspiracies of food ownership, the genes and seeds and the great big hijacking of our health and well-being-ness.

We have all been dumbed down by wannabe Big Pharma  and Big agency Farmer crazy for money, greed, and the continuation of making lots of drugs to stunt peoples growth and destroy their gut bacteria via horrid systems of agriculture which are now totally killing all natural life on earth  as the birds, the bees, the pollinators are all in decline and in our own bodies, the immune systems defenders of rogue bacterium and viruses all under inflammatory guises are disrupted by acidification of monocrop Frankenstein foods & geo-engineering.

I am particular concerned about the so-called Welfare State and its indoctrination of each individual with a sort of One shoe fits all quotes-about-life_4843-1propaganda speak and the same for schooling, education, television watching, screen watching, and being plugged in to the matrix of industries dependent on our codependency in order to keep making money, informing us via main streaming the constant duplicitous threats from them over seas and here in our streets wandering around waiting to pounce on us so we had better keep Law and Order otherwise the bogey man will come and eat us up and our children. It’s the stuff fairy tales and fantasy films are made of to keep us fixed, hooked and in fear of finding out our own truths…..

So how does this figure?

I grew up in fear from my step mother and blood father telling me that I was not welcome or safe on the farm. I was pushed out at 16 and had only my body and soul to share in that journey that became my own. I learnt that I could sign on when I was 18 and so I did whilst squatting in London. I therefore used what was around me. I was young, enthusiastic & naive. Still, it meant I had to go out and keep breaking down in order to break through a little each time to the open sourced world that became my class room and my teachers….homelessness, parties, boys, girls, fashion and culture were the models I resonated around. IMG_0435

Through life however, I became an active passionate supporter of eating the best clean foods I could afford from the clandestine chance meetings in toilets, tubes, and clubs. I met through sheer connectivity all the right people who kept my inquisitiveness alight and moving through the corridors of spacetime. I felt happy to be in company with artistes, Musicians & inventor types. I have been extremely fortunate because I found my intuition to be really rather essential in the growing up of myself and the lessons I needed to learn in order to keep trying to crack open my programming of complete and thorough unworthiness repeatedly sloshed in my growing up. I had been groomed to be nothing but a cheap and awful daughter of my mum leaving my recourse to plunder into unwholesome people pleading & seeking approval from outside of myself and external authoritarian groups. Still, I believe that as a child of the universe, all unfolded to keep me alert, aware and congenial as it should be.

In America The Rockerfella Organisation put over 180 independent Holistic practitioner schools teaching Holism in Herbalism and Homeopathy out of circulation as they were a threat to the emerging cut and maim industries that the American Medical Association pushed forward displacing mans innate flowering up of preventative learning as the systems digressed towards patented synthetic health regimes guaranteeing mass profit.

The Rockerfellas Institute placed money men in each school of Herbalism and Homeopathy to observe their practice only to writeThe Flexnor Report 1910 This led to the whole takeover of supplanting allopathic medicine and health to the marketing of Dis-EASE.  The Whole 20th C was about promoting Dis-EASE and flagging up all our chronic and acute problems that complimented ironically the mass use of Industrialised Chemicals to  destroy Top Soil and old growth forests and countryside whist profiteering unashamedly.

So I spent years researching promoting and standing up for Mother Earth with pfp my quiet unassuming company that first brought people together to raise awareness in all things environmental from 1997 – I would say current.

My cousin Lucille and I developed a tool which is not an off-setter, but a behavioural change tool called Grey to Green that tackled behaviour from whole life cycling in 2005 with Gleeds who partnered up with us to develop their carbon footprint and how to make small yet necessary changes in the working environment. We made three little films for your perusal:

Parties For Purposes Global Warning 2006

Girls From The Green Stuff TV Promo 2008

Gleeds Christmas Party 2007 at The Canal Museum

I continued with developing my self after my dad died in 2009 becoming a body and soul therapist putting all my thinking and learning into understanding epigenetics, endocrinology, massage and energy with of course promoting organic foodstuffs and prevention at the heart of all campaigns. I learnt how to touch and to know how to feel about the bodies innate ancient sanctuaries of healing modalities and again it pointed towards what we really know; We are All innate healers of our own multi-faceted dimensional beings should we be taught, pointed towards, and intuitively find. It is said that many find holistic medicine when all conventional routes have expired.

I don’t care anymore about being safe and normal….the world has turned upside down and the main stream is dying fast. I can feel it now. I can sense the false flags, the lies, the duplicitous lies that are all aligned to FEAR and Poverty Consciousness and GREED and DENIAL and there is much of that in the world of politics and media moguling. The Mainstream is dying because humanity is breaking down via the falsetto Of victimhood and the self-serving (STS) perpetrators are being outed as pedophiles and pariahs who run ghastly Deep State lawlessness systems. It is getting hotter and darker as the light now shines into the crevices of evil wrong doings.

Once you awake, its hard to go back to sheep

What is different is the Vibrations…and when you begin to recognise your own vibes in your own self-care and work, you surrender to God, to source, to love & light transmuting the pain and delirium through the traumatic rebirth of Who You Are…Who Am I..

You couldn’t make up this time period. Things are really changing as we are literally living in a Game Of Thrones era.

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My passions have been to uncover and expose the dirty tricks and lies of main stream propaganda and every time come to understandings that what we have been taught limits us and doesn’t allow the greater good to grow upwards towards the sun light, and shine individually as sovereigns. I have learnt that the more cabalistic and weird it gets, the deep state hierarchy is on panic alert jumping ship struggling to come to terms that the Rothschild dynasty and George Soros collaborations are in the spot light. That higher frequencies are working to weed out all that is wrong with this new world order.

Trump has torn up so many regulations and things that were killing the US economy and job markets designed by the past 50 or even more years by the 1933 American Public Banks were closed so the Federal Reserve Bank privately owned by Rothschild and co took over of the National Government . The City of London owns America Inc and SERCO own The Internet of All things , a British company.

The Clinton Foundation sold all internet users the rights to observe and spy on us. It’s all out there.

I have surprised myself by how this stuff has really ignited my quest to outing those that literally are fuelled by sexual demonic kiddy trafficking and killing of innocents, from Jeff Epsteins Lolita Island in the Caribbean, Kevin Spacey, Bill Clinton and many others were on that island in seriously horrendous acts of unimaginable rituals with children who have been groomed for their sick rituals…Pedogate is now upon the world and we are all watching horrified that the top El-ites are at it….

Trump has 25000 names indicted at the WH.

Over 15 000 men and women have been arrested since he came into power for fraudulent and sexual trafficking – this will not be found much on the main stream other than should you go deep and look for it.

Any way I am sure you know all of the above…but I am highly intuitive that The Great Awakening and The Storm is really upon us building up multidimensional because Mother Earth requires a new and open sourced authentic mass awakening to take place to restore harmony to the planet, to the forests, to All sentients so future generations inherit a beautiful Mother Sophia Gaia.

Mythic Gnosis

I am a seeker of Truth….I am a vibrating human being who is having an authentic experience on this extraordinary third dimensional earth which, btw, is paradise….though the way the world  is being run in a hyper-bowl of disorientation and ghastly occultism backed by the Big 5 Media channels and Bankers beggars belief and promoted insanely by blandness and that the concept of sharing resources, cohabitation with the natural kingdoms and man’s higher appeal to self-sufficiency, and responsibilities to a world remaining protected is well, pr’d by morons from The Drudgery Ministries Of Food & Farm Industry Barons, lobbyists & mafiosi who have lost their hearts to evil despots in the pursuit of power.

If it takes the burgeoning appraisals of Alex Jones, Jordan & co to wet the appetites of the meek and mild then let the wrath of God awaken up mankind channeling the status quo.

plantingI am all for the co-creative inventory run and restoration with LOVE at the heart of All Humanities campaigns as Elders and intergenerational smaller groups tribal up and make hay when the sun shines.

IMG_0317We have a duty to out polluters, out ourselves, wake up from apathy,  get outside, get back inside alive with the knowledge that we are not what authority figures and history books deem us all. We are in fact so much more.

My vision is to keep on fighting the good fight for Mother Earth, in this solar system and the fact that I now understand quantum physics and how molecular and subatomic particles are resonating and how relevent that is gives me faith.

You just couldn’t make all this stuff up…. Next Stop: Outing 5G………peace & gratitude 🏻‍♀☀

Do you comply with the lie vibe?

RULES FOR STAYING PLUGGED IN THE MATRIX

1) First rule: Plugged-in humans are defined above all by externals

Make sure your goals are common goals that all others share. Ensure your opinions are not your own but come from other people. This way you may avoid confusing people. By the same token, it is preferable never to say what you mean. Also, try not to mean what you say. Genuineness is considered to be threatening within polite matrix society. Therefore, a functional but rigid and unchanging façade is essential to good relations.

2) Second rule: You are what you own

Plugged-in humans are collectors. The more objects you can acquire, the higher your status will become in other people’s eyes. Most especially if they’re useless objects. Possessions are extensions of the personality, ergo the more accessories you can gather, the larger and more complex your personality becomes. Above all, black shiny objects, such as sleek designer shades and swishy cell phones, serve to augment individual cool. It is important to remember, however, that these items are not meant to obscure the personality, but rather to replace it entirely with an effectively shallow façade.

3) Third rule: What people say and think about you is all-important

The primary motivation of all matrix-aligned humans is to be liked. The more people who like you, and the more those people like you, the more important you become to them, and so to yourself. Since plugged-in humans don’t like what they don’t understand, it is essential to be straightforward, simple, predictable, and to avoid unusual acts or original thoughts whenever possible. Since plugged-in humans have little or no interest or concern besides themselves, it is important also never to infringe overly on such a person’s ‘space’. In conversation, avoid eye contact that lasts for more than a moment. Any direct or personal questions should be kept to a minimum, and generally reserved for extreme circumstances, i.e., when it would be impolite not to ask them. Listening is not mandatory. Plugged-in humans do not as a general rule listen, but rather await their turn to speak. Therefore it is only polite to do the same, and to refrain whenever possible from paying too close attention to the other person’s feelings or needs, since this will only make them self-conscious.

4) Fourth rule: Extreme emotions should be repressed

Plugged-in people, since their primary concern is to be liked, endeavour to maintain an appearance of mildness, consideration, and civility at all times. Any acts or words that might cause offence must be scrupulously avoided. Plugged-in people are easily offended, for they are extremely sensitive to their own feelings; in fact, this is all they think about. Hence, one must maintain a healthy façade of politeness at all times, until, that is, one’s own feelings have in some way been affronted. Under such conditions, direct confrontation is to be avoided whenever possible since this would entail emotional engagement with the other, and as such cause discomfort to both parties. Anger should be repressed and rechannelled into more subtle, covert, and petty acts, so that the offending party may never become fully aware of having offended; instead he or she will dimly sense that something is amiss in the relationship, and so be tormented by guilt and uncertainty. Plugged-in people rarely allow themselves to experience strong emotions, such as rage or grief, and if they do, they invariably ensure that its expression is indirect and convenient, for example, with complete strangers or in wildly inappropriate circumstances. This way they can emote without revealing anything or in any way compromising themselves. Indignation, resentment, bitterness, arrogance, self-pity, contempt, and a thinly veiled hostility are the preferred emotional responses of plugged-in people, and the marks of true character within the social matrix.

5) Fifth rule: Plugged-in people always compare themselves to others

Every individual is special and unique, and as such, more important than everyone else. It is the single agenda of every separate entity to aggrandize itself in any way possible. The means of this self-aggrandizement centre around comparing oneself to others, to one’s advantage wherever possible. The more one can belittle others and make them feel inferior, the more superior one may thereby become in their eyes, and hence in one’s own. The matrix social arena is based on the interplay of egos, all of which are vying for power over all others. For matrix-aligned humans, all self-esteem revolves around external accomplishment, acquisitions, and the accolades of one’s fellow humans. Existence is by nature competitive. All power, as such, depends upon control and mastery, not over the self but over others. The more power one can steal from others, the more one has for oneself. Conversely, the more empowered others become in relation to oneself, the less power one has over them. This is because egos define themselves through comparison with others and through external factors rather than through any inner sense of value or worth. The ego competes with other egos, knowing that only the best ego will win, and that winner takes all. As such, the plugged-in human is by nature set against all other humans in a fight for survival, not of the physical but of the ego. Therefore, innate but carefully concealed hostility is the most constant modality of humans functioning within the social matrix.

6) Sixth rule: Within the matrix, fame is the Holy Grail of all personal aspiration

The ultimate goal of plugged-in people is threefold: success, wealth, and fame. The rationale behind these goals is single, however. Together they reap the maximum amount of power over other humans. By placing oneself in the highest regard of the greatest number of people, one thereby steals the optimum amount of power from them. Fame is the ultimate goal of all plugged-in people (even if only a handful ever attain it), since it presupposes the other two. Fame ensures both wealth and success but takes things to the next level, that of true power. By achieving the adoration and envy of the world simply by being wealthy and successful, one is secure in the knowledge of one’s superiority: millions of people adore one, and yet are secretly despised for it. Hence one’s power over them is complete, and the ego becomes, at long last, supreme, the god of its own world. For most plugged-in humans, however, this is something that can only ever be enjoyed vicariously.

7) Seventh rule: Plugged-in humans need someone to worship and someone to debase

In order for the collective’s envy of a given, privileged individual not to spoil the pleasure they get from adoring him, it is important to foster and maintain the delusion that, some day, they will attain similar or even greater glory themselves. The nature of the plugged-in human is to worship what he reviles and revile what he worships. For at base of all his acts is a sense of self-loathing and unworthiness. Plugged-in humans look up to those humans whom they feel inferior to, and take gratification from this act of worship. On the other hand, they look down upon those humans whom they perceive as inferior to them, and likewise find fulfilment in this act of debasement. And all the while they take pride in their belief that ‘all men are created equal’.

– from “MATRIX WARRIOR – Being the One” by Jake Horsley

I felt utterly compelled to post this.

Thank you

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I have plenty of talent and plenty to do and not to get caught up in Q posts,Q The deep grimy back stabbing state, duplicitous red and blue poli-ticks, and raise my consciousness to meet why I am here and who am I and not to be bothered in the blurry lines of mass media control, attached to mass pharma poisoning and mass intense food dumbing down programmes…rather to approach my life with my love for life, my keenness to express without who said what and when and to be truly authentic for my own safety and wellness…I do enjoy underground press, alternative media and other forms of inspirational narratives, but I do not stand by war mongers, deforesters, mass Pharma pushing, Mass Agri-intense destroyers of all creatures on this beautiful and rich biodiverse earth.IMG_1287

I do not stand by those who line their pockets by the blood and guts of children trafficking, exploitation of the masses through the media, and all things that ruin the land that we all come from. I am interested in harnessing my own wellbeing-ness by choosing what is right and what feels good, this being the sun, the wild and wonderful unpredictable weather, the way the elementals and seasons combine to grow up the food, the good unadulterated organic food, the seasonal and slow processing of growing and making, of knowing that the fruit in my jam this morning was picked by my own hand and made at home. To learn every day that it is a gift to be here. To appreciate what I have and NOT what I don’t. To keep working towards my greatest passions that are so embedded with my love for nature, that being little clods of grass in the verge at the edge of the road. That the flowers sprouting up in  a city wall, are miracles. That we humans are so befuddled and dragged down by all the so called exciting stuff out there to be conquered, over come, with the constant thinking I must get that in order to feel this. That that of which is outside of ourselves is all just an illusion.

I am here. I have made it. I have come from afar but close enough to recognise that this is paradise. I have felt the cold hand of homelessness, of hunger, of being not good enough by my parents and peers alike. I have felt ashamed at my growing up as my fathers words still are at the front of my thinking – you nearly lost me the farm. I am aware that my mother was a victim and it carried deep with in my own thinking a lot. I am yet also so happy that in a strange way I have had the stories that are deeply sparkling in my electrons and magnetic feels of embodiment and sharp synapses that snap and uncurl great enthusiastic balls of potential. That even though my father was extremely cruel on many levels I survived and I loved my father so so much. That every kind word was to be held deeply in my heart for ever. And when my mother was happy, smiling around her beloved horses, and dogs, like I today with my wonderful God Dog job, I think of her. How animals were her success and joy in her vibration. Both my parents gave me nature and all the sentients of this multi magical planet. The parts I play in getting to know who Am I today, are that I recognise that taking mind altering foods and drinks do not work, that my own self reflections are based in the fear and love of making my own amends with and without others.

I have to say that things are unfolding fast and that I was initially going to write about my observations in Trumpism, I’ve been so enthralled with his narrative & as is to ask is Trump a troll for the New World Order and all the Deep state horrors or is he motivated to actually draining that stinky duplistic swamp? 

And so I travelled down another rabbit hole that left me feeling very discombobulated, appalled and reeling that the deep state is foul, anti Mother Earth, and all sentient vibrations whilst low sucking lower archaic and archonic blood chi energy rely on other things trying to control through unconsciousness as their false gods attach insanely to great harvesting of humanity. Erghhhh get me away from that fourth dimension!

That we know deep down, in our bellies that the world is not what we think or seem to think. Many of my own feelings have been split in two. 

Trumps Deep State

The Swamp of cloak and daggers, skull duggery, msm dualistic blab blab blab

 

Are you here with us? or are you a terrorist? That seems to be the level of playing on a field full of deception.

I now see for myself that in my lacks I made up stories and some are true and some are just stories. I have much more to do than to worry and obsess about who does what and why, and remind my self that I love love love things and people and this planet called Earth. I am not interested in those vibrations that keep my stomach swollen and odd. I have had a strange stomach for the past year or two, my gut laden with some sort of entity or creature. So I have stepped up with the flora and fauna bacteria to mulch my deep seated gut into action with the help of Gregory Sams master of organic fermented drinks. I am blessed to be making my own apple kefir that explodes if not careful when opening. Greg gave me some great mothers!

I am happy that I am now on a new spring like trajectory that means I am not going to be distracted by the under currants of skull duggery, back stabbing, lying, thieving, and so on.

I am glad that I have the people around me who care about what they eat, how they stand up for their own unique beliefs and that we are all connected by the great source of life that gives us water, air, wood, metal and earth. I am glad that at this time in life I am blessed with the fortune of growing up on a farm, to a mad farmer who did things his own unique eccentric way. IMG_0310

When I saw the psychic last year, she was clear that John Manners was desperate to tell me how much he loved me and how he was sorry for his reckless and selfish own victimisation of his fear to stand by his daughter. I know he touched me up as a baby and a toddler. I know this to be true however I am working on now being the best version of myself and moving myself away from those that try to harm and take me to another place that is dark. I know that darkness exists, for without the dark, there could be no light. I know right from wrong and that as my diary page unfolds my beautiful hands give way to my heart, to my mind, to my body and allow the tumbling of words to flow at ease and in readiness to make the best of what I am.

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My Dad in our kitchen on The Common Farm..2008

The Secret lIfe of Plants

This book has changed everything…

I am therefore creating a story called Children of The Soil, that runs with my life long passion of interrelating to the wonder of micro and macro organisms any the sentient calling of all life on earth, in the universe, in the heavens and in the deep deep dark underbelly the womb and the life giving that she our Great Elder, Our wonderful Grandmother Mother Earth, who gives all her children the opportunity to wake up and walk lightly as our great ancestors did before us and now they are here in my heart, in my thinking, in my righteousness to talk closely in my dreams, in my soul, in my deep deep connection to earth that all is well and that her concerns are that we as individuals not get caught up in dark dark lower vibrations that are yes here, but our mother is telling us to go outside and look and feel and touch and be apart of nature, not the dark web, the dark dark days when women were killed for being healers who had the art and crafts of the fields, the woods, the herbs that scattered across the great swathes of the countrysides, in the cities, in the villages and towns..that each parochial interdependent part was bound together to help and heal, not though of what our past did to eachother in the grim thundering of science and industrialisation that brutalised our breathens and sisters. That the enemy is within and that the mind can be trained with an uplift in the glory of ascension of self realisation of self care, of self awareness. That we must turn towards our own sovereignty again and again and not get caught in the hum drum low vibe of men with swords and without due connection to earth.

This is how we have come, from the clay, the soil, the great life giving mulching, mixing alchemy that gives us our daily bread, our delicious fruit and gracious flowers….The need for me is to stop dragging myself into a place that harms, is toxic, is gray and bound with bondage…I have been in bondage all of my life. I have struggled to make sense of any thing and everything. I am a child. I am also a woman and a survivor of external and internal battling. I have grown up to feel dirty and at times pure. I am both of the parts of all things that we humans are.

In all things on this planet, we are creators and for this, I am no longer aligned to the malpractices of those who wish harm on Mother Earth and Father Sun…I am interested in the making and growing up of myself to become that of which I chose to come – A Rainbow Warrior of this Great Earth…Ta x
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With you in the world my life has sky rocketed high frolicked
Broken down I’m great piles of mess
Rock bottomed and bloomed

I have discovered every single multidimension upon each crest of wave past present now fallen
Up the mountains
Down the rocky slopes
Shagged plenty of hard viral blokes whilst toking and taking
Laughing and faking
Rustling in my awakening
Heart in hand ego floored pinned to the ground
Over and up down dirty and blue
I’m toilet language dressed in vintage second hand too
I have you in the world and that is all the love I ever need
Thank you !
High vibing

Eat Organic, feel-dynamic no matter what you are told it costs…

I am on the floor crying my eyes out feeling so close to all that was and all that has gone…reading Dark Mountain blogs(Dark Mountain get involved )which is all about the stories and myths of now and beyond…so many animals and insects are being lost to the world wide use of pesticides and GMO’s, and insecticides, all ecocides, all destroying human bacteria and natural diversity that keep us pollinating and luscious in life….we are literally drowning in chemicals and I cant stop crying….

I stopped my beloved smoking on December 14th 2017. ON the biggest adventure of my life to Costa Rica to absorb not the grey plumes of years of medication on drawing up into my lungs the grief of my childhood, of loss, of trauma, of pain and separation as I was taught daily by Aunty Binks and her weirdness that somehow we, Johns children were different, were not secure in The Common Farm, and that her children were very much included in all the joys of a protective mother to her own brood. NO Costa Rica was a demonstration to myself, to my daughter that there is more to life than being stoned, being drunk, be self righteous, being in a group of other addicts, of being in therapy, of belonging to something no matter what, and that I am very much my own island. I am not wishing to just go and feel ok about this and that, and be ok for the little attempts I make at writing my little ideas out.
I am deeper and much more than all of that even reading Nelson Mandela’s in augural speech: ‘Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who Am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God – Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not in just some of us; it is in everyone. And we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.’ 
I read a good and simple read on holiday by Brene Brown, Braving the Wilderness – The quest for true belonging and the courage to stand alone. It wasn’t the usual self help book that gives hints and tips for containment and structure by doing certain daily mantra’s and prayers and things with other like minded groups and such like. She herself after years of learning how to recognise the behaviours that we are all seeking the telling of another to do something, external peer factors, institutions, governments, parents, friends and heroes and heroines, but rather that the way to work out things for oneself are not by following the crowd to belong, but to listen inside deeply to why you were called to listen in the first place. It took me out of the crowd and put me back into the wilding of myself. The calling of nature, of all the things I love and wish for. 
And again I will reiterate, it is not as though I know best, have tried al manner of self help therapies, groups, organisations etc..of which I have and there is no shame in seeking out what lies deep within, that needs attention, and intention, no, its just that, I have seen a lot of things about how I am and right now, I am ready to do the biggest work.
And it is terrifying.
The Mia of before 2018 wanted very much to keep getting her lungs filled with smoke, to keep the separation of the pain and anguish of years of growing up on the farm, in the fields, around the hedges, in the water meadows, on the animals, riding around, and being a girl outside in freedom with insects, and butterflies and bees and birds wide, far, up close and personal, as an insect would more than ofter land on your tongue or down your throat as you galloped kicking on. There were heaps of insects in my early childhood, and then suddenly I remember quite clearly, Dad saying in middle common, where are the butterflies, the Admiral was usually always around, resilient, and lots of, Swallow tails, skippers, the brown moth, so many others, all suddenly gone. A barren desert and Dad realised that those blasted organo-phosphates Organic had killed the hatcheries and the soil was drenched in these carcinogenic cancerous chemicals killing everything, so he stopped using them, and my own brother Lester took on the organic farm status and the SSSI site walking where by millions of old grasses, vetches, flora and fauna lived and still do, harmoniously in sync over millennia and the forages, animals, voles, moles, rabbit, hare, badger, all part of the glorious majestic ecological bounties of  time space that is this earth we called Mother.
WE are her children, her cells, her multitude of life and life sharers, story tellers, myth wonderers, and all part of the a legacy that today is shamefully at the battling pitch of astro turf and synthetic food and pharma that are wrecking human, animal, plant and insect life on earth. The elementals have asked me to wake up, stop using, stop abusing, stop worrying, and get cracking on what I am here for.
I like anyone, like to relax, to joke, to eat well, to hang with dear ones, and to explore the beautiful countrysides of the world, but when I am procrastinating and lying around filled with  the ubiquitous and repetitive matrix of ills and dull-dumbs, humdrums,  as the world wide web weaves images, sounds, lectures, lessons of work work work for the system of Orwellian be-moths and slave entrapment,  down playing the wonders of the world as we scratch our existence out of mediocrity, somehow those world leaders, those prime-ministers, the presidents, those monarchs, and masters of greed, and slavery, are all still here.  And Yet, this past three years for me has been very different, and at times I too have just played myself down from my own wonder and willingness to be someone not just another something that works in a job that I don’t like and be in a relationship with someone that I put up with. There is much much more about the way I grew up amongst flowers, and fauna, and fields of consciousness swathed in the pre-first world war Edwardian glory before the mass industrialisation of manmade weapons used against Mother Nature and ourselves. Why did those wars come about and what did they herald other than the normalisation of more wars, terror stories, and made up jargons to keep us perpetually lost and confused. It would seem that man itself had morphed into caricatures and grotesques statues of worshipping the mighty guns, the madness of weapons not just on each other, but on the very nature we have grownup on and told to be true.
Yet somehow something, somewhere in all of the very Confucius underlying, underpinning and tactical jeering on of the normalisation of synthetics versus organics, and blues versus reds, and them and us cat calling.
Are you with us, or with them? The Clintons blared, and The Bushes when the towers came tumbling down. We have all be learnt to choose a side. To be accountable for who to vote, who to pray for, who to shop with, who to look up to…and here’s the thing, not the golden bullet, not the general marching of one or the other like I myself was under. I sought to choose, because that was the trajectory of my history lessons, the winners versus the enemies, the Kings and Queens of Houses, and parliament and all its war criers, and do gooders, all telling us that if you vote blue you get this, and if you vote red, you’ll get that. I was simply going mad. I had simply got lost so I dived underground in a different sort of foraging and found myself reading books about the world without governments, and a world that is a wonder and not something black or white. I broke down again and again, and then realigned to my own inner voice, which is full of pledges to why I came back, and what my messages are.
To promote all things local, organic and seasonal – but how – I realised in Costa Rica, that as much as tica’s and ticu’s Costa Ricans likes to think it is an ecological paradise, of which to a degree it does resonate that way because there are many national heritage sites that are protected from the ball and chain of slavery in mass deforestation across the world, yet the food in that country for a simple vegetarian is not all that it seems.
My choice was rice and beans, and yet the rice was refined, so without its wholeness and nutrient qualities for a good vibration of life force, and the beans refried and not fresh as I’d have liked.
In a nut, apart from eating tonnes of wheat in all its forms and varieties of which here in the UK there is no difference really, the best food for a vegetarian in Costa Rica is the fruit, the wonderful fruit and yet I am doubtful that all is as it seems. Costa Rican’s are getting rather tubby around the waste line. The men have hips and the women are quite tubby. I was shocked but then it is so across the central and south american continents as wheat and meat, cattle mainly and pigs, are culled massively, intensely on the once rich fertile soils of the Amazon, and plateau’s of diversity and richness, now ploughed up and general food mills with general foodstuffs is out of the packet, the can, the freezer, the processed, and the dull taste of the sameness coated in sugars, artificially high, and mass intensively sold in little shops everywhere in coloured plastic packaging. Its not what I thought I would come across. But then I look up north and see how America has turned its land over to Monsanto, Dupont, Syngenta, BASF, General Mills, Krafts, Unilever, and on it goes and we the human populations, keep sucking on the bone of consumerism.
I am aggrieved and concerned.
My daughter and I were there for for just over three weeks and we came back with larger waistlines and the weirdest thing for me, was I was never a great Pizza eater, but as the choice for veggies is down to pasta, pizza, nachos, bread and or meat meat meat, and dining out in Costa Rica is expensive if you are hotelling, and holidaying in that manner, you start to look at cheaper foods and gravitate consciously towards them. But here’s the thing. I think that the wheat in my pizza’s were not only NOT organic obviously, but had hidden drugs in them, as they were morish and I started to salivate towards supper time on the promise of those drugs inside, synthetic, genetic and modified to keep us hooked on the tyranny of mass production and mass intense farming. It had my head swivelling in all manners and I realised that the worse thing ever could happen in Europe as it is in the America’s is that we become wholly dependent on synthetic and mass modified versions of ourselves by GMO’S and ICI’s and all those mass corps of death.
That we could soon really lose our motivation in know- how in eating well, feeling alive, vital and in tune with our senses and perceptions as we turn over our interdependency of all things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small towards the mass extinction of this  anthropocene to  destructive broken down bodies that are addicted to the patchy greys, and hues of synthetic mass produced scientific money making destroyers of our friendly gut and flora bacteria needed in our own biochemical worldly organisms. That the world we inhabit is losing its abundant teeming fisheries and watery pastures as the desertification of mass money making schemers keep us fed with low thudding dull eating cocktails of listless and sickness foodstuffs, keeping us down and out of our second hearts, and brains that is the body.
WE are all going through the heavy weight return of Capricorn in Saturn, its ruler after years in exile reaching Sagittarius in its last house which is the new teachings of man and beast coming together, the myths, the stories, the whole mysteries of universal and ancient herstories and histories.
We all got a chance to remember who we are. And I for one, have come back to point in a one direction of our relationship to the soil and to the food we eat and the wonder of biodiversity.
I am a farmers daughter, who did smoke many a quarter, and yet I have one mission and that is to remember we are made of clay and we return to clay in the soils, the humus and the activity of death, rebirth and death. And that should we continue to keep ploughing up the lands to turn over to chemical synthetic burning acidification stretches across the belly of our great Mother, we in-turn will die under our own forgetfulness that we are so much part of this world in all its beauty and sentience and glory and past and future and now present awakenings. We know the shift is here. We know many new borns are here and many old ones have returned  to face the cloying and destructive greedy war mongers. There is another way and it is the trinity. It is the upwelling from the source of soil, and mulch and insects, and worms, and millepedes and fungi, and mycelium and photosynthesis and roots and wood and bark and leaves and plants, it is all that we are.
I am redesigning my life and it hurts not to dull and medicate and trance myself out. I am asking my higher powers to allow for myself to die so I may be reborn, nourished and able to transmit the electrolytes and multitude of universal and earthly sub-atomical quantum molecules into the fires of ageless wisdoms and do the job I was meant to do and be.
To Stand up for Mother Earth.
To party with purposes.
To eat organic and will gratitude.
To share my own knowledge as a child of the universe…or something along those lines….
pointing to the right way of thinking, in order to have the right frequencies pushed out and beyond right back down to earth.
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2017. The gig is up. The gifts in view.. I’m so happy to write my opinions to you!

All my life I was a high seeker of approval from a childhood of neglect & poverty consciousness…I went into the life of living in London with no family support & a lot of emotional wreckage- nonetheless I intuitively always did things my way and throughout my journey I began to unravel the terror of my own inner calling & all the external factors that dominated my own self loathing & extraordinary powerful wonder at life on Earth. I have now seen how all of us are fear led by a set of outside influencers from family, schooling, television and multimedia to the State, institutions & business models that have left me powerless and powerful.

This is my own unique reminder of how it weakened my cause for a tremendous life & the individuals I’ve met who are legends for being and living outside the box.

As I am blessed to be here in the world, I have realised my purpose that aligns to all things Organic, local & seasonal & that we come from the soil so we should really start demanding the food we eat is clean and that how we live as individuals isn’t dominated by then and us, Black or white, labour or Tory, democrats v replublicans, as the old duplicitous model demands one or the other..or else….I have broken down hundreds of times self awarely realising that my individual who I am is sovereign and I am thoroughly assured that whatever happens I am blessed with high vibratory outcomes from choosing a unique coordination of how and whys…

I am reading the most extraordinary book right now written in 1972 called The Secret Life Of Plants…it’s cemented my self belief in sentient life and energy beams that transcend the ridiculous dumbdowning, grotesque processed, mass intensive food erosions we eat in the name of feeding the world, and with that, this book has surplanted my innate gifts to furthering my relationships with being here on Mother Earth.

I am aware I’ve been a sloth in many parts of my life hiding my talents through fear alone. Fear has been a major undercurrent that has strangled my attempts to be epigenetic and original in my own nature.

I have trembled and fallen every single time I felt the breath of god upon me that tingled, sparkles and brought me to potential success in all my hairbrained schemes and not so…

I’ve struggled with nicotine & alcohol that I would use to block my potency and life giving force as I’d tell myself I am not worthy of being the best. I’ve stumbled plenty of times on my trajectory to seeking souls to love me and for me to love.

I have no illusions anymore about government & business working hand in hand to hinder the individuals right to govern their own wondrous paths.

The church, the state, corporations & institutions have all clubbed together a false lower vibratory mindset to keep one from rising high, and deplugging from the matrix.

Either or, I read artists like Jon Rappoport who is a good thinker who seeks his own imagination that doesn’t fuel fearesque tactics daily under the hypnotic trance of buying into mass hysteria.

I do not feel anything other than intrigue, curiosity and wonder that as my daughter opens the windows towards the light in the tropics, I feel honestly grateful for even knowing what I know.

I have a raft of individuals of whom I disclose my humane vulnerability to and accept that I like many, love being involved in groups that match my frequency such as going to a party with a purpose like raising awareness around the increasing worries of synthetic food & Pharma, the awe fullness of deforestation & mass acidification in the environment that are tripling human & natural disasters to health & wellbeing, and the constant grip the government & banks have on usury systems to abstract your hard working efforts to paying for a very dubious accounting game.

I’m an Individual that thanks the crazy way my parents gave me such good bloodlines bathing me in vital organs and intracellular multidimensional factors that stand up for Mother Earth & Father Sky and the movement of fire, wind, water fixed and fusion to earth, metal and ether. That I am elemental and mystical as I remember to dream in my waking up.

I have so many gifts that have frightened me and confused me. Complexity and complimentary are who I am. And so as I look upon the year just gone, I mark my breath with a sigh in-breath and gasp and shake and nod and plod upon the way I went this day.

2017 started then a French trip that blasted me back into my beloved nicotine and weed, coming up to my senses in June, I stopped all things including caffeine, I fell at the hurdle and soon got back in to canoodle with my age old scene back on nicotine, from there on I remember Dark Mountain in Schumacher, Siddington point to point, gay, abandoned, family forging ahead in a fantastic new fam light, jobs forging from apres France working with legends; therapeutic leading to self mastery of saying No, more to come on that one, then old passions returning, the Men start showing their potential for opening my box of love again more to come!

Spain in summer with the ugly ness of shit floating on the Mediterranean that left me poo pooing the effects of our pollution, swimming with bubbles of Brown effluents. Returning straight to the Kemble Train & my darling brothers 50th partayy….followed my lechlade river boating splashing and so much laughing! Onwards to Somerset for walks and much babminton, tor Mandela mystical inward onto a gentle tribal countryside pub Birthday hub, watery themes, Buddha dharma sanga deepest Devon with jimmy Frost and my brother. Separation, investigation, wondering should have I stayed or should have I left. Of which the latter was the choice. Back to carnival and onto the garden party, sparkly, magical, aligned and theatrical. The beautiful people. Into autumn trauma and tribal upheavals for all hands on Dec. Back to

Someerset. And so Campfire, Union Chapel, food festival and fear..introspective as I resound a loud cheer. Lessons for learning. Humility fork attuning. New and old friends returning. Less said better ahead…onwards to the ultimate tests of readressing the past tense, waking up each morning, not reaching for a rollup but rather seeking new old projects for my dreaming to come into the physical plain, not seeking approval, and hanging with well negative people, and dropping my masks revealing my glorious pasts as I present my presence with preceptorial miaisms! Ya!

2018… The doggie gates opening….friends, communities are all reengaging in blasting the old paradigm out into deep space memory as we strive to remember our individual differences are so much more biodiverse and not bland and boring, low sucking and warmongering. Unconditional love to all things present and living, animal cruelty stopped in a nano second, as we all push forward from fear to complete open minded enthusiasm and utterly uniquely passionately driven! Ya on with the revolution for rejecting plastic, intensive chemicals that cause wholesale harming from mental breakdowns to inflammatory cancerous carcinogens, and those creeping feelings of not good enough and scaredy-cat as I hold onto my hat. I should know. I’ve worked hard on my shadowy sides, interpretations and lies, and I can honestly say, as words pour out of me daily, you are your own insider your own choice decider, life is for intrepid and interested journey makers, when you’re blocked look at what feeds you, as my daughter says: when I eat good clean foods, I automatically become in a good place and mood.

Choose organic.

Stop getting distracted by the plugged in matrix

Swich off your telly

Go befriend those that are lonely and isolated

Press forward tentatively with your own myths and story telling

Be self caring, loving and open minded

Feel your fear anyway as you laugh and cry everyday

Read good books as you take a good look around your own place and remember you’re ace!

Take off each mask you put on to hide your whose who..,

Inward intracellular multidimensional light walking feather light, indigenous tribe of humanity

Seek to the mountain top

Stop your internal external dry rot

Raise your whole game and think not

Of the sham 69 that the systems Devine’s as sane and bland, boring and unkind. We are not two sides yes or no, in or out, yet the third way is ancient ancestral and authentic

As my father would say: you left the gate open you stupid cow! Ah daddy !

Oh my god I think I’ve written a good blog! Sort of…lol….

Dec 2017

Why has the Deep State gone to war against Donald Trump?

Jon Rappoport's Blog

Why has the Deep State gone to war against Donald Trump?

Some people say Trump is nothing more than another Globalist puppet. Is that the whole story?

Is Trump worse than his supporters want him to be, and better than his enemies claim he is?

by Jon Rappoport

December 17, 2017

Trump is unpredictable. He shoots his mouth off.

No one is sure what he might do next.

That is not the Deep State’s version of what a president is supposed to be.

Bill Clinton, George W Bush, Barack Obama—they were good boys. Globalists. The intelligence establishment and the military industrial complex knew “the situation” was well in hand. Trump is the strange intruder. The “crazy one.”

If his swaggering indifference to the Deep State’s agenda is merely a pose—a formidable acting job—then why is he subjected to withering attacks every day, even from his own Party? After all, he…

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Tipping Point is here.

I have written two blogs this week  about various themes that have concerned and aggravated me and yet I am now sat feeling that there is a benevolent higher goodness that is of a good standing tall with the giants of creativity and no matter what course I enrol upon, or fad I get enthused about, it lays firmly at a mix of knowing thyself and being honest facing each demonic episode and one by one I see how advantageous the millennial children such as my daughter, is no longer prepared to put up with the bullshit that we were taught.

My generation grew up within the narrative of the NO vibration, money doesnt grow on trees etc, not good enough etc, less than etc that desensitises using the oldest tricks in the book – distraction via  divide and conquerism’s keeping separation and the Ego in firm power heads. It’s still here, but its losing its force. Industrial revolution

Last night I heard George Monbiot out of the wreckage.jpegdiscuss his new book, Out of the Wreckage as he speaks about how the duplicitous disingenuous two tier tired top down statism and privatisation as the old paradigm loses grip on its once vital hold to lie, steal, cohere, and bully us into all the ills of today.  The past few hundred years  or thousand depending where you are coming from points to the implications of mass ecocide, mass genocide, mass fear based low-level tactical and political day light robbery by the elite, nobles, industrial complex classes whose real job is to keep us distracted, dumb-down and disoriented. The Lords and Ladies of elitism are being found out by their own malicious control methods to separate us from nature and agree to the entrapment of their ownership by any means. Since the pillaging and throwing off the small  holders, carpenters, wheel Wrights, weavers, growers, foragers into the jungliest of the nightmare of the Industrial Revolution that saw The Enclosure Acts that began in the 15th centuries towards the gradual separating of the common man from his beloved interdependence to living off the land and the continued practice of rituals with knowing the seasons with the returning birds from warmer climes.  Open common lands, fells, woods, forests, dells, highlands, water meadows, were not for the few but for the many.  Self rule meant good husbandry and respect to all things of Natural lore. There was no such thing as Job creation. Man knew his place without some idiot politician and do gooder telling him or her how to run his or her life.

This week social media rang out a call to arms as our government ran into a petition from NGO’s highlighting how they allegedly refused to back the wonder of animal sentience.  When any half-hearted human knows how to interact with animals, pets, walking outside, doing things with the wind blowing in your face and whipping one up for good feelings as we breathe in life itself.  Again we are seeing the lack of real intention from the governments world-wide. When we see, feel, hear, read about cruelty, we innately know that we humans feel powerless much of the time and yet bit by bit we are waking in our droves. We are at critical mass times now and the tipping point is here. No longer will indigenous man accept barbarism, communism, mono crop capitalism, any isms really and that raping, pillaging, dehumanising, being treated contemptuously is at the end.  We feel peace & warmth in the knowledge that plants and animals and rocks and elementals all vibrate love and energetic ancestral histories as we remember. quote-the-main-point-for-me-is-moral-animals-are-sentient-beings-i-know-for-some-this-is-a-hard-grace-slick-172420.jpgThe Trickers are now being outed on social media and any one with common sense is raising the floor as a call to arms to standing up for our beloved Mother Nature.

Draconian man-made Lawyering  is over as it no longer serves our highest good for life on earth. We have Blue Planet 2 Blue Planet 2 with Attenborough on task as per usual highlighting our defunct throwaway cultures in consumerism and crony capitalism as the root of our ills.

I myself have struggled of late to know where I fit in especially as my daughter is at that delicate teenage age of 15 and is struggling to know where she is going. At her age, I was still living on the farm, the beloved Common Farm where I grew up and had I known I was going to be thrown to the wolves in 1982-1984 – well – a different Mia would be probably on a farm, married, horses, children, etc…my trajectory was to be moved quietly off the farm never to be welcomed back bar a tiny crack when I had finished being a groom at Bibury, and applied to Dance & Dramatics at The Wyvern School in Swindon. I auditioned with Marie McCluskey a once grande dame of Ballet in the UK. I was delighted, took the bus home, walked across the fields and gushed to Aunty Binks and dad that I was now on my way to becoming a famous film star!!!! I was met with no congratulations or support, but straight away Aunty Binks said: ‘How are you going to afford that?’..she had a point, I was 16 and so I got a job cleaning at Hambros life from 7.30 – 9.30 every night near the bus station in Swindon. I travelled on the past bus home every night, walking across the field to the farm in the dark, never a dinner in the oven like the grooms or other  would receive but a great big pile of washing up to greet me. I had already learnt that my role at the farm was cinderella like…from the moment my mother left, and we came back from the children’s home I took up the arms of cleaning, and becoming a mother. I was 5. I am digressing. I was never giving much encouragement in regards to my well-being other than I was so grateful that I lived on that farm, fully emerged with the natural rhythms of life engaging daily with  animals, trees, plants, weather, sounds, birds, riding, patting, touching, feeling all that is of that. Nature nurtures me. It is All that is.  I also tuned into the wonder of music and the arts. And so when I dropped out of college due to tiredness and a diet of mars bars and cola, I never dreamt that within three months I would be in London living a new life as a nanny and finding a whole new other world that unfolded a super load of new communities, new city scape, and so as I am now reminded how it was then to now I look towards my daughters future and go to pieces. What would have happened had I had the support of Dad and Aunty Binks? Would I change anything..well that depends..yesterday I was in tears at myself, feeling disempowered by my failing of parenting to my beloved daughter, and as I went to work, I learnt more about myself. I am a giver and the tone I began with, began unfurling something I knew. Life is what you make it…how you feel it…how you recognise behaviours and I have a particularly horrendous self-destructive old part that just loves to put me down. Where did I learn that? From the constant low vibration of my own family that had no trouble in telling me I was worth nothing, costly and not good enough to remain in the bosom of my family. For my girl, she has me and I will do my best to help her through this period of transition.

I  remember that I am part of the cosmos and sunlight and that I am here to keep learning, embracing and align to fearlessness.

The political system is a farce and is dying…the state is on its way out….top down orders are broken. Greedy men will squeal on each other as the whole god damned sordid paradigm of psychopaths unravels to such a level as it is now, with the kiddy fiddling rackets that are on the tippiong point of coming out, and with the illusions of money and quantised easing,  greedy economic progress that we hear of always, GD fucking P, and reductionism and Brexit and Trump and pointy finger wagging, this blame gaming is no longer the way. Back street conniving and meddling thugs that we have given power and whom thrived on unhinging man by cunning and power mongering to keep us separated from our innate spiritual and physical realities do not match the greater good. And that  each individual is required to self govern and take heed of that that feels wrong in every sense. All the polluting, buying into the fear no longer is serving us.

We are here. Now. At the tipping point for transitioning that will spell disaster for cronyism and return to small is beautiful and slow is essential and seasonal in all its glory and joys.  We will not let our millennial children down as we take the next generations forward to a resource based caring community living on Common lands growing whats around us and reducing our reliance on economical unsustainable models. Men and women will remember that they are part of nature. Now we are realigning with our rich mix of indigenous &  cultural participation as we seek purpose, real purpose no longer paying  attention to the men of manmade law.

http://www.thelandmagazine.org.uk/articles/short-history-enclosure-britain

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