This Working-Class Church Shook Me to My Core! We are STARVING for this

I start with a raw 65th birthday reflection—decades of jobs, a marriage tempered by honesty, and the steady rise of a calling to be a lighthouse for others.  Then I share a profound birthday eve event that is still shaking my spirit and calling me to action.

I walked into an Ash Wednesday service where I didn’t understand a single word.
 And yet something in me broke open.
 Not because of language.
 But because of reverence.
 Family.
 Effort.
 Presence. 

This episode is about what I witnessed — and what I believe we are deeply missing.

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Birthdays And The Spiral Of Time

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Birthdays are inevitable. They're beautiful and very particular moments in our lives. Moments that bring precious memories back, celebrate the present times, and give hope for the future. Because you see, time itself is like a spiral. And something special happens on your birthday each year. The very same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again. And the reason I'm bringing all this up is because I was blessed to celebrate my 65th year on the planet yesterday. And it was a very profound and unusual day. And I'm going to share a little bit about that as we begin today's episode of Free to Just Be. Welcome to the podcast where my personal dance of transformation hopefully becomes an invitation for you to start your own dance of transformation. And I'm your host, Teresa Marie, an ambassador of Qi, and I'm here to share my daily observations, Earth lessons, and everything to do with the awakening and ascension journey that we find ourselves on as we navigate this powerful energetic shift unfolding across humanity and the planet. Now, what I'm going to do today, first off, is I'm going to share some of my journal entry, and then I'm going to close with a story about an event that I attended on Wednesday night. So, first off, if you're enjoying the content and it's beginning to resonate with you, please smash the like button and let's change the algorithm so that more people can see Free to Gis B and have their lives transform as well. Woo-hoo, let's let's get it going. So yesterday I started my day, and this is what I wrote in my journal. Happy sixty-first birthday, Theresa Marie. What an incredible journey I have been on. One that has only just begun. Every lesson, every person, gift, circumstance, challenge, every dark night of my soul, every death, rebirth, revelation, every answered prayer, every moment in each of the precious twenty-three thousand seven hundred and twenty-five days I have lived, loved, been loved, learned on this beautiful earth school, have carried my light, my consciousness inside this earth suit, and it came right into the middle of one of the most unprecedented energetic portals in sixty years. God makes no mistakes. You see, I've known my husband Roger for 26 years, been with him 19 and married nine this year. And God has taken us through it all. Our childhood traumas, layer upon layer of programming, the emotional survival skills, our addictions, multiple marriages, a slew of jobs, Raj in the same HVAC trade in various locations for 32 years. And I, well, I've had so many different uh employment experiences from tidy dydy diaper service to phone sales, delivering newspapers to a feature writer at the Grandview Herald. I was a divorce recovery mediator, a preschool teacher, a daycare director, a line door worker at Nissan, which was the worst job ever, promotional sales to delivery driver to the present-day Amazon warehouse on the side, as my true mission on the planet begins to rise like a phoenix. So this request for another twenty one thousand nine hundred more days would be nothing. And yes, I am asking to be here for another sixty years, which would make me 125 years old. And why would I ask that? Because our creator, the Father God, the intrinsic energy, the light, the fire, the chi that created you in me, has been within and alongside me every step of the way. Unconditionally loving me, cheering me on as I walk through the high roads, holding his arms open wide every time I took the dark, wide path, waiting for me to run back into them. And his son Jesus has never been more real in my life than right now. He's my best friend, Adonai, my teacher, Jehovah Shalom, my Prince of Peace, my banner and example, Jehovah Nisi, my righteousness, Jehovah Sidkun, my provider, Jehovah Jira, Jehovah Rapha, my healer, my rock, my refuge, my ever present help in times of trouble. He is my everything. And the comforter that he said he would leave for us, the Holy Spirit? Oh man. Over the last four and a half years, which is when I was led to my moving meditation practice, and was finally able to quiet myself enough and become conscious enough to literally feel his chi, his holy spirit between my hands, feel it flow within my body. Well, it deepened my relationship with God like never before. Because the ability to slow down, breathe correctly, and just be a gift I have only just begun to tap into. And by the way, it's the missing link all of humanity has been kept from, lied to about, and distracted from, and continues to be what keeps me growing, transforming, and evolving into who I was always meant to be, a lighthouse shining for others to rediscover their own connection with the living God of all. And last night I was led to a full circle moment. But there are no words at that event that I could even understand. And yet words weren't even necessary. I saw it. I was in the midst of it, and most importantly, I felt it. An energy of expectation, anticipation, excitement, joy, and love. Such love. And I left that event with such hope for humanity, for family, for community, and for connection. And that is where I want to pick up with the story of my Wednesday evening. And I appreciate you letting me read straight from my journal today. And yesterday was just such a sweet day. I was off from work, I got to sleep in, and uh my husband took me out to lunch, and I had a little heat cup in the middle of it, but I'm gonna save that for the end. And right now I want to explain to you what happened on my Wednesday evening. Now I've told you in um a former episode that for several years now I have been participating in Lent, which is a Catholic um event, um, holiday, or um, I don't believe it's a sacrament, but it is a holy day that the Catholic Church um follows and honors. And it is the day that you receive ashes on your forehead in the form of a cross. And the ashes themselves are saved from uh Palm Sunday. And Palm Sunday is the Sunday before Easter, and it celebrates when Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a young donkey cult, and people spread palm branches and their clothing on the ground in honor of who they believed at the time was the Messiah. And um, what the Catholic Church does is they decorate the church and they give out um palms on Palm Sunday. So you get to go home and you have these palms to remind you of Palm Sunday, right? And then what they do is they take those palms and they burn them and they use those ashes for the next Ash Wednesday when they write the sign of the cross on your forehead with the ashes. And what Ash Wednesday is for is not only the remembrance of Palm Sunday, but it's to remind us that we were formed from the earth, the ashes, you know, the dirt, and that is what we're going to return to. So ashes to ashes, dust to dust, okay? And it is also a time to set your intentions for the next 40 days until Easter Sunday, where you choose to self-sacrifice or deny yourself something, preferably something that has kept you from a deeper relationship with your God, with Jesus Christ, and with his Holy Spirit, right? So that is what Ashwende is all about. That's the background, right? And um, I'm very excited to participate again, and now that my work schedule has changed, I can also attend um an 8 o'clock Mass on Friday morning, which I already did this morning, and I can attend Mass on Saturday night, which um for the for Catholics, they offer a Saturday night mass in case you have to work on Sunday, which I do. Okay, so that's kind of my background. And again, this is coming from somebody that does not perceive herself to be part of any religion. I now follow what the Spirit of Living God um lays on my heart to do, and I have found profound spiritual depth in the practice of observing Lent for the last two years, and so I'm uh very excited to be participating with it. And again, so here comes Ash Wednesday, this past Wednesday, and um I worked that day, and so I couldn't attend an eight o'clock mass where they were going to distribute ashes or the 12 o'clock. And so I had planned on going to the 6 o'clock service in the town next to me because it was in English, because my local parish here in my city is predominantly Hispanic, and the evening service was going to be in Spanish. So I ended up uh taking voluntary time off. They offered it at work, and what that means is none of my own time, um voluntary uh time hours, you know, you have unpaid time. I have like 38 hours of it. So if I ever need to leave work, I can leave work and not worry about any points or anything like that. And I've shared before that that's a very um cool aspect of Amazon, that they let you have a life. And if you have to leave, they're not gonna say, oh, you know, well, your points are racking up, right? So when they offered it, I decided to start my birthday a little bit earlier. So I left my job on Wednesday at about 10.30. And as I was driving home, I was thinking, well, I could go to that 12 o'clock service. But when I got home and I got in my office, I I started working on podcast stuff, and I was just enjoying my time home by myself, and I decided, no, I'm gonna go with my original plan and go to the 6 o'clock service in Tullahoma, which is about 20 minutes away from my home. So 5:30 came, I left, drove all the way into Tullahoma, and arrived to a dark church and not one vehicle in the parking lot. And I have to admit, my heart sank and I was really, really disappointed. But as I've shared in previous episodes, very often disappointment in our flesh and what we think is not right, a disappointment, is actually God's appointment. He has something different and even better planned for us. And this was definitely the case for me, but I didn't know it at the time. So on the ride back, I was just like, well, great. So, you know, I'm I'm I'm Googling it as we can often do on our phones and asking if there's actually a service to make sure that yet another service hasn't been canceled, because you know, I had checked the the church in Tullahoma, the website, and I'd called, and yes, they were supposed to have a service. I don't know what happened, other than to tell you that God had a very profound spiritual experience for me waiting here in my own city. So I got back into Shelbyville and drove to St. William's Catholic Church. And as I'm turning down the road to the church, I'm seeing like five cars in front of me turning as well. And I'm thinking, oh, cool, there are other people going to the same church service. But I was not prepared for what I saw as I rounded the corner because there were probably 15 or 20 cars waiting to get into the three different entrances to the church. The church parking lot was completely full. I mean completely full. I didn't think I was going to get a parking spot. And as I'm pulling in to find a spot, I'm watching people, they're not walking to the doors. They are hustling to the doors, and they're smiling, and you know, there were adults holding kids' hands, there were people approaching with strollers, and they were in a rush. There was no like meandering or shuffling, they were hustling, and I found that very intriguing, and so I was blessed to find a parking spot fairly close, parked my car, and I was just taking it all in as I approached the church, watching all these people just continue to flow. No, it was more like a flood. They were flooding into this church, right? So I walked in and lo and behold, I mean, the church was lit up and candles were lit, and and there was this um low hum of people talking, but not loud. It was very um reverent, right? Which is why I really enjoy going to the Catholic Church, because there's honor and reverence that I have not found any other place. Um and I found a seat, luckily, because I was by myself, and I was 25 minutes early, you all. 25 minutes. Now, I ask you, those of you that go and sit in a pew every week, do you see that happening in your church? And if not, why not? And if you're not sure, then uh be the observer Sunday and see the attitude of people coming into church, because I have not witnessed something like this probably ever. Right? So 25 minutes, now it's 20 minutes, I'm waiting for the service to start, and I'm observing all the people. And you know, within the next ten minutes, we weren't just sitting next to each other. It was like sardines in each pew. There were people that were taking their kids and putting them on their laps or having them sit at their feet because they were making room for other people. And nobody was upset. There was not uh an angry, irritated, annoyed attitude or face that I could see anywhere. And it was getting uber crowded. I mean, every there was people standing in the back, um, there were chairs set up on the side that were full, people were sitting on the floor, and it was amazing, and nobody was annoyed. No, in fact, people would stand up and wave to people and say, Here, come this way. Or they'd say, Here, I'll move over. And people were like so close to one another they could barely move their arms, and everybody was still happy. I really took note of that. That was amazing to me. And I also was watching how many families, entire families were there, mom and dad, from toddler to teenager, grandparents, uh, as I said before, strollers were pulled up next to pews, and infants were there. And and this was remarkable to me. Why? Because it was seven o'clock on a Wednesday evening, and it was a work day, and this was absolutely a working class population in this church. Uh my town is is very economically depressed. Um most of the uh apartment complexes are section eight, which means that they are government run and based on your um income. Uh a large majority of the population of my town is uh on some sort of government assistance, whether full assistance or food stamps. The food banks in my town are always um uh flooded every time their doors are open, and we are in a working-class neighborhood, and this church, as I said, is largely Hispanic. And so there was another um aspect of being at St. William's on Wednesday. I only saw one other white person in the church, so I got to experience what it would be like to be the minority, and it it was such a beautiful experience. The only other white person I saw was a young gentleman in his 20s, and he was there with an entire Hispanic family, and it was very obvious he was dating their teenage daughter. And man, he was like scrunched in between this family, and it was just him and I, as far as I could tell, and a sea of these beautiful uh coffee with milk brown people with this beautiful thick ebony hair. And I I watched all the men, and all the men, most of their hands, I could just tell they were calloused and their fingernails. Were dirty because this was the working class, and every one of them made their way to this church on a work night with their entire family. Every one of the women's hair was perfectly combed and brushed, and every child's hair was braided neatly. It was just amazing to me the effort that these beautiful people put towards coming to serve and honor God on this, their holy day called Ash Wednesday. How much effort do we put into being with God, humanity? We put more effort into going to a football game, into getting our nails done, into planning a vacation than we do to have even five minutes that we choose on a daily basis to be with God. How many of us even go into a prayer closet and spend time with God? And the chubby fingers are pointing back to me, humanity, because I was so moved by this commitment of this beautiful Hispanic community. And then it got close to time. And it was like five minutes to seven. And I looked toward the back of the church, and the priest was lined up behind the altar boys. And for this service, there weren't two altar boys, no. There were four altar boys and two altar girls, which I'd never seen before. I'd never, you know, I left the Catholic Church, which I was raised in 51, no, 52 years ago now. Yeah, it was 52 years ago that I left. I was 13 years old the last time I was in a Catholic service in Richmond Hill, Queens. And there they were standing there, and it was an event. They had the very long, tall candles, and the altar boys had gloved hands on so as to not touch the holy candles. And then it was seven o'clock on the dot, and they began the procession down the aisle, and there were two priests present for this service, and the first priest carried the word of God, and it wasn't just your normal size Bible. No, it was a very large, like oversized copy, uh leather-bound. It was beautifully um uh engraved, and you could tell that this Bible must have been in that church for many, many times uh many years. And he didn't just carry it, no, he held it with both hands in front of his face, like it was preceding him in honor. And I was thinking to myself, wow, he must have to look down so he wouldn't trip because the Bible was preceding him, right? That's how much honor and reverence the Catholic Church has, even for the Word of God, and they came and and and then this Spanish service began. And I couldn't really, I I understood when they um they they they said uh the sign of peace, you know, peace be with you, and I was able in English to say, and with your spirit, I understood the sign of the cross, and that's pretty much it. I understood the words porque and Cristo. Jesus Cristo, Jesus Christ. That was it, because I don't speak Spanish, but I'm telling you, Humanityville, it did not matter. It didn't matter one iota. And as the service continued, um there came a time where the um the congregation refrained. There is a a point in a Catholic service, in a mass, where a person will get up and they will say uh a couple of lines, and then you're responding. And what was so beautiful is this beautiful Hispanic woman got up, and instead of saying the words verbally, she sang the words, and then the congregation sang them back to her. And I'm telling you, it was as if the angels in heaven were singing. It was so incredibly beautiful, and I didn't understand a word of it, and yet my heart was so moved, and I could feel the energy of holiness and sacredness and and love. There was such love in that room, love and reverence, it was so beautiful, and then the the father, the um uh the lead priest of that church got up to give his homily. And a homily would be what a non-denominational or a Baptist church would call the sermon. And again, not understanding a word of the Spanish that he spoke, he was so passionate and animated, and he used his hands a lot, and and I just sat there and I just kept saying, Jesus, just fill me, just fill me with your spirit, fill me up, fill me up. And and he did, and I I could feel his spare spirit just flowing, uh, just like waves through my body, and I so enjoyed watching the people as they responded and and just reverently stood and knelt and and followed uh the order of the Mass. It was so beautiful. And then the time finally came for the distribution of these ashes. And the two priests had two secular helpers, along with the altar boys and girls, who came down, so now that there were there were four lines, four entire lines for people to go up and receive the ashes. And uh I was blessed to be in one of the front sections of pews. So I received my ashes within the the first couple of groups of people that went up to do it. And I got up to the front, and there was a woman doing the ashes in my line, and she was so joyful. And you can just tell how grateful and and honored and blessed she felt at drawing the sign of the cross on each forehead with those ashes. It was so, oh, it's just going through me right now, even sharing with you. And as I turned away from receiving my ashes and started working my way back toward the pew, I knew at that point, I mean, it was already probably 7.45 now, and I knew it would take at least another 45 minutes for everybody in that church to receive the ashes. And my husband and I hadn't had dinner yet, and I knew it was time for me. I had received much more than what I came from. Uh, and I decided that I was gonna make my way toward the back of the church and exit and go home. And imagine my surprise when it took me 10 minutes to just get to the back of the church because people were pressing forward like they were trying to reach the mosh pit of a concert to receive these ashes. And as I and others that had already done so were going the opposite direction, people were smiling as their hands were folded online, and they would make way as we went by. And as I finally got to the back of the doors of the church, which were now open fourfold, so that there were double the width of opening for people to get out. I was blown away because in the outside vestibule there were so many people. It it literally felt like a mosh pit, okay? Elbow to elbow, shoulder to shoulder, I could feel people's breath on my cheeks. That's how close we were, humanity. People had brought campchairs into the vestibule of that church so that they would be able to not miss a thing. And people were still coming in from outside and trying to make their way to these four lines to get the ashes. And I had another 10 minutes before I could even get to the outside door. And when I got outside there, do you think? I mean, there were many others that were leaving as well, but they weren't leaving because they were in a rush to get out. No, they were leaving to make room for the other people. And people were outside milling around and hugging each other and talking to each other, and I was so moved. It it was so profound for me to see. And I am choosing to be here. I am choosing to bring my children out on a school night. I am choosing to be here when I have to be at work the next morning. I'm choosing to bring myself in my finest, to have myself clean and my hair perfectly arranged because I am going into a church to meet with the living God. Do we do that, humanity? Do we do that? Do we gather with our family and make our way? Make the effort to be with our God. That's a question that only you can answer. But I was so moved with hope, and I was so crushed in spirit because that service, especially as the priests lined up and I saw the altar boys, I was taken back. I was taken back to Our Lady of Perpetual Help in Richmond Hill, Queens, where I was raised as a Catholic. And my mom and dad and my five brothers and sisters would go to church on Sunday. It wasn't a, do you want to go to church? No, it was a given that we would attend Mass every Sunday, and we would attend holy days as well. And my brothers were altar boys, and how about that, Dave and my brother John, who's in heaven? How about that? They have altar girls now. Can you imagine? Whoever would have thunk it, right? And I remember walking down a church aisle in a white dress like a bride when I was eight years old, and I received my first holy communion. The first time I received the body of Christ. And it was such a holy day. And I remember walking down that church aisle to receive my confirmation, and the bishop tapped my cheek, and I received Marie as my confirmation name. That's where Marie came from. I took my mom's name. My mom's name is Teresa Marie Nelson, and I am Theresa Marie as well. And so I had these memories, just like I mentioned at the beginning of the podcast when I opened with those quotes about birthdays, how birthdays are significant because it takes you back and it helps you look toward the future. And God was doing that for me the day before my birthday. A birthday I might remind you is in the middle of this portal. The portal ended this morning. The end of that threefold portal ended this morning. And here I'm having this experience on the eve of my birthday. And uh it reminded me of family time on Sundays. I'm sorry, I'm so emotional, but this has so affected me in ways I never even imagined. Because I remember my family would come home on Sunday and we would have Sunday dinners together. My mom, my dad, and when I was young, my mom's mother and father, my grandma and grandpa live with us, and so there were ten of us around the family table on Sunday. And most weeknights, but Sunday dinner was always special. My mom would always make something a little bit better: a roast or a roast chicken or whatever, right? And then when my older siblings got married, they would bring their husbands or wives to that Sunday dinner. And I didn't realize just how much I missed those family times, those times of sharing in spiritual things. And I look back and so much of it went over my head, and I didn't get what was really happening. But there was an effort and it was a given that we would worship together as a family and we would break bread as a family. And then as I was sitting in that church when I got back out in the car, I thought about the fragmentation of our families now. I thought about the distraction and even the division that's happening within my own children, and and how we don't meet together anymore. And how the Matrix has done such a good job in the breakdown and the disintegration of the family and of true worship. Because you see, we don't make an effort like that very much anymore. And it's it's a tragedy because when a society's families break down and the spiritual fabric rips apart, because you see, Jesus didn't come to tell us to start religion. He didn't say go and create a hundred churches in your little towns, go and and make sure that you belong, that you're a member of a church, and that you you are showing everybody how much you're giving and and that you're there and that no, no, he said go and make disciples. He said, be the lighthouse, be the salt of the earth and the light of the world, like I am. And I think to a large degree, we have forgotten that. And I believe that many of the religions in our day now are nothing more than glorified cults. And oh, I know that people are gonna just be triggered by that, and they're gonna say, oh, you know, you're going to a Catholic service and you're not a practicing Catholic, and and oh, you've gone to a Hindu Kirtan, and oh, oh, oh. And that is all religiosity programming. That's all that is. Jesus Christ was simple. He was simple. He just wanted us to love each other. He just wanted us to have loving families. He just wanted us to worship him together in truth, to honor and give him reverence, and to make an effort to do so on a daily basis to grow our relationship with him. I saw a cool um bumper sticker on my way home this morning that said it's not religion, it's relationship. Now I have heard that from Baptist pulpits, and I've heard that from non-denominational pulpits, but I just I just have to wonder because I have been in some of those big churches where thousands of people attend, and they all have the bumper sticker that shows them that they go to that specific church and and and I have felt nothing, no spirit, none. And I was in a church Wednesday night where I couldn't even understand the language, and the language was love and honor and reverence. And even now I I feel the heart of our Lord is breaking. Because where is that? Where is that in our society? And that is a question that only you and I can answer privately on our knees before God. Do we pursue him? Like we pursue things of the flesh. And so I ask you, even if you're not a Catholic, would you be willing to tell your flesh, no? I am not gonna do XYZ for 40 days. Whatever it is that may be distracting you from God, I'll share mine. Just because I think that you need to understand what this process is. I am so addicted to coffee. And it's not just the drink, it's the ritual of the morning getting up and and I look forward to that cup of coffee. Do I look forward to my time with God? Like I look forward to my coffee was the question. And for the last six weeks I've been trying to back up and back up, but oh, I have to have that coffee. So I knew that I knew that that is one of the things that I had to. It's kind of like a declaration to your flesh, to your ego, to everything that's not of the spirit, to the matrix programming that are still operating within you. And it's it's a chance for you to say, no, no, you are not in charge of me. The spirit of God is in charge of me. And I am gonna take that coffee time, that ritual, and instead I'm gonna add that 10 or 15 minutes that I would take to make the perk the coffee, to pour the coffee, to doctor it up with the honey and the coffee milk and all that, right? No, I'm gonna take those moments and I am going to add them. I'm gonna focus them on God instead, right? Because that is rightly what He deserves. The other thing for Me is what I've talked about for ten episodes, and that screen time beginning tomorrow when I start work again. I am not bringing my phone on the warehouse floor. I am leaving it in my lunch bag, which means the only time I'm going to use my screen, my blue screen, is on my 30-minute breaks. I have two breaks, which means that my screen time, all the time that I listen to podcasts and music and um whatever it is I want to watch on YouTube, none of that is going to happen. So I'm going to reduce my screen time exponentially in the next 40 days, which I know is going to help me be more in control of those screen times. So that is my choice. That is the efforting that I am going to put forth the next 40 days. Because if Jesus Christ could sacrifice three and a half years of his life, he came onto this earth planet. He went through earth school just like we did. He had all the same temptations and yet never sinned. If that isn't a feat in itself, then he takes those three years and devotes them to us humanity. Devotes himself to walking and carrying his gospel message to all these different towns, to devote his life and his effort to teaching his twelve disciples, to performing miracles. Look at all the sacrifice that he made. And then, of course, the ultimate sacrifice. And we're being asked to sacrifice what? Time in front of the TV? Maybe time spent doing something that we enjoy instead of spending time in prayer. Maybe phalanx that you've never given to a homeless person. Or maybe there's somebody that you know in your neighborhood that struggles financially, and maybe you would just anonymously put some bags of groceries in front of their doorway. Oh my god, I've had that done to myself as my kids were growing up. You don't know the blessing that you could give to others. So, in closing, I you know, this birthday was just phenomenal. I was so moved on Wednesday night, and I was so encouraged that if that many people could give homage to God on a weeknight, then Humanityville, we can do better as well. We can give glory where glory is due. We can spend a little more time with God because you know what? The only thing that is truly going to give us the complete exit out of the matrix, not only exit us out of the matrix, but dismantle it. Dismantle every corrupt governmental system is God. And the quickest way for that to happen is for us to get on our faces and say, God, we're so sorry that we have forgotten you. Forgive us. Forgive those that have committed crimes against humanity. Forgive those that are poisoning us in our food and the air we breathe and from the sky. Forgive those that are spitefully and purposefully with intention robbing us with our taxes and using their money to do horrible deeds. God, we ask you to uncover it all, to expose it all, and give us a fresh start, carry us into the golden age. That's the quickest way that that's going to happen, humanity. So I'll close on a on a happier note. What a profound sixty-fifth birthday for your sister Theresa Marie. Not only did my birthday fall in the middle of that portal, but God gave me a profound blessing that I would have missed if I just said to myself, oh well, I guess, you know, the service that I wanted to go to was canceled. So I guess I'm just gonna go back home and have dinner with my husband. Oh, thank God that I made the effort because he profoundly, I'm still two days later, affected. I was so affected by that service Wednesday that I had to go up and share with the priest this morning after Mass how blessed I was to be a part of that service. And I just had to share it with you. And then I'm 65. And if you follow numbers, which by the way, God our father is extremely ordered. He he knows every number, he knows exact time frames, exact measurements, right? And numerology says that six and five is eleven, and eleven means completion. And I do attest to you that I believe I have come through a lot of earth school lessons, and now I am being launched in this year of the fire horse to accelerate in a way I have never done before my mission to be the lighthouse, to be the salt, to be the one that turns people back to God. Because truly, until you turn and face yourself, face your programming, and decide that you want something different, and decide to ask God to help you to change. One by one, we can change the world. And as always, I pray that you have the greatest health and vibrant energy, and of course, the peace of God.