Weapons: Did COVID-19 Start WWIII?

Topics - Energetic Parasites, The Magic of Children

Rabbit Hole: A weaving of many threads to bring attention to the war we are fighting every day

***Trigger Warnings: 

psychological torment, mass shootings, death of children, missing children, mind control, gaslighting, manipulation, existensial control, fear, doom, dread, anxiety, mental health crises

**Spoilers for:

The OA, Ted Lasso, The Once and Future Queen (book), Kingsman: The Secret Service, The Happening

NEXT EPISODE: SCHOOL OF ROCK

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Keep watching, reading, listening, and weaving - the answers are waiting for you!

With unending love,

Katie

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Transcript

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Howdyo, Ranger Joes, and welcome to Popcorn for the Soul, a podcast where I decode spirituality and universal guidance in our favorite pop culture. My name is Katie, student of life, lover of stories, and cosmic weaver pulling at the threads that connect it all. Top of the episode disclaimer: I am not a critic. I am not here to give you my ratings or tell you whether or not a piece of work is worth your time. I do not subscribe to other people telling you how to feel about a piece of art. I am also not suggesting that any of the people involved in the creation of these stories is at all conscious or not of the connections that I will be pointing out. And last but not least, I am in no way telling you that your interpretation or enjoyment of your favorite stories is in any way incorrect. I am simply hoping to offer a deeper, different perspective based on my own life experience and learning. This week, our movie of choice is weapons. Now, right off the bat, I'm gonna tell you that we're not actually talking about the movie itself too much. There are plenty of connections I can make, but I think if you've been with me, some of them are obvious. And this movie has actually been on my radar as an episode for a long time in relation to a whole bunch of threads that I have been weaving and have been downloading and preparing for this doozy of an episode. So I am, you know, warning you right here at the top. The topics I had picked out for this episode are actually woven into the rabbit hole portion. Essentially, the whole episode is the rabbit hole. Um, specific to the movie, we will be touching on energetic parasites and the magic of children. But other than that, we're just going for it. So, right off the top here, I'm gonna ask you to trade your PC thinking caps for your mad hats and follow me down if you wish to. Because woo! Hold on to your butts. So, similar to our The Mummy episode, I'm gonna be throwing out a whole lot of threads before we commence weaving here. And this is kind of a continuation and or culmination of what I had already posited in the Moana 2 episode, where we're starting point A, seems completely unrelated to where we will end up, point B. So be prepared to go a little crazy with me because, well, this part of my story discusses moments where I felt exactly that. Crazy. And I don't mean the cutesy, ha ha, that's crazy. I mean genuine scary furries into mental health crises. Welcome to the concept of spiritual warfare, folks. First things first, here's where I'm going to need to get a little extra raw, a little extra real, diving into this one. Believe me, I have no problem being vulnerable. But to have been in the moments of these things trying to navigate my fear while also not behaving in a way that would get me committed was really intense. And there's a good chance that me talking about this might bring what have been your subconscious fears forth to your conscious understanding, and that's exactly where it can get hairy. So I'm warning you now that hearing this could change things for you a bit. My hope is that it wouldn't play out like this for anyone else, but I really just don't know. Is it a normal part of awakening? All the information suggests as much, but the level of intensity is probably on a spectrum, depending on your life experience, current situations, and wisdom and intelligence stats. As mentioned in the King Arthur episode, psychosis and schizophrenia are oftentimes the real and unfortunate manifestations of a mind unable to handle higher states of consciousness. Again, I hope it's never this intense for you, but I also hope that my story can help you navigate it yourself at any level, because it will happen in some way, shape, or form. Little bit of exposition first. I am married, but the marriage is officially platonic and remains a marriage for the purpose of co-parenting and honestly ease, and because we are both sensible adults who at the heart of the relationship have been friends for the nine years married, 14 years dating, and 18 years of knowing each other, and who understand that the system as it is would make life more difficult than is necessary for both of us. It's not because either of us found somebody else, it's because I was the one brave enough to step up and say what we've both known for a long time. We can't and don't love each other in the way the other needs or deserves. We haven't been able to for quite some time now. So we took that expectation off the table. It's not been easy, and we know things will one day change as we learn more about and grow into our true selves and our lives expand beyond us. But we're working with what we've got for the moment. I could talk about all of this for days, but the point of sharing this facet of my life right now is this. Several months ago, I told my husband I was ready for a divorce, and the month that followed was the most unnerving, unsettling, scary, dark, am I losing my mind month of my life. Any guesses why? I have a good feeling you've got some, but that they're way off base. After all, it took me a month to figure it out myself. The universe talks to us, yes? Through signs, synchronicities, angel numbers, strangers' conversations, song lyrics, movie lines, etc. This happens to remind you that you are supported, that you're on the right path to guide you and answer your questions so that you learn how to take direction from your intuition and learn the language of source, God, universal consciousness, whatever your preference. It's a form of communication that you can't practice in Duolingo. Your daily lessons are constant and on the job, in the field, in real time. The conversation is always happening. You just have to engage. But here's the thing: just like in any spy, action, fantasy, or sci-fi movie, a powerful tool can be used for great good in the right hands and for terrible things in the wrong hands. So you bet your booty that the divine is chatting with you, but also that the darkness is trying to warm its way in there too. However, you want to look at it, the bad guy, the enemy, the evil, the dark side. In Gnosticism, they're called archons. Another term that Brennan Lee Mulligan has recently and so conveniently dropped in the newest Dimension 20, City Council of Darkness. They're the underlings of the demiurge mentioned in the Moana 2 episode. I think one of the best pop culture depictions is the Dementors from Harry Potter, literally feeding on your fear. That's what we're about to get into. Kids say weird things. That's just the truth of it. If you look at it from a spiritual take, this and imaginary friends are explained by their innate ability to better interact with the forces beyond the veil. Children are more in tune with imagination, the subconscious, ghosts and/or spirits, and what we call psychic abilities because they are so fresh coming through the veil by birth into the 3D world. Physically and linear time measurements of closer, but also because they are still innocent and have not yet been shaped and told what to believe by society. So this can show up in ways such as them saying things that would reference a past life from generalizations like, I want to go home when they're sitting on their own couch, to specifics such as details of how they died in that past life, maybe right before coming into this one. My daughter has referred to her friends talking to her more than once and continues to say things about family members and friends she used to have who are all dead now, or will just say, All my friends died. She'll tell some gibberish story and end it by saying, But then I died. You know, it gets a little unnerving. The University of Virginia School of Medicine has a program that has worked with over 2,500 children in regard to all of this. How do I know? Because I almost reached out to them in one of my most desperate moments. But because they're experts, or as expert as you can be in this subject, their FAQs and advice freely given online was enough to pull me back up from the depths. Thanks, guys. Truly. So it starts with the divorce declaration. Then my daughter starts complaining of slugs in her tummy. Then one night she comes into my room and seemingly wide awake says, My friends say it'll happen at 6.30. I couldn't follow up with any questions because she fell asleep immediately after. And you're also not supposed to pester them with questions if they say something that seems out there. It'll just cause more confusion and upset them. Almost every day she's saying something about slugs in her tummy. At one point I was able to ask something about it, to which her response was, My friends put them there. She won't stop saying it, so I obviously can't get it out of my head. Where does she even know the term slug from? And is she using the closest words she understands to telling me she doesn't feel good and is sick in her tummy? Then another night she comes into my room in the middle of the night because she's scared, falls asleep, and at one point randomly wakes up or sleep talks, I don't know, and says, Mommy, the doctors are inside. What the F. Then we're out on a walk, and now she's saying, The slugs are in my head now too. Oh, and they're in my friends' tummies and heads too. Great, awesome, love that for us. Later that night, I'm doing my pre-Betty by yoga routine and I had taken a gummy. P.S. If you are ever in the thick of ego death and overcoming fear, do not get high. If you'll remember again from the King Arthur episode, THC will amplify whatever frequency you are already on. If you are doing it in an attempt to escape anxiety and dark thoughts, but you can't focus up in the throes of your trip, you're going to feel that fear at a potency you are not used to. And opening yourself up to that, aligning with the frequency of fear, will have you circling the questions brought on by said anxiety. And oh boy, you'll get the answers. So when I opened myself up to let my intuition guide me, it was very much, unknowingly at the time, hijacked by a dementor who told me this. Slugs mean bullets. My daughter had been telling me that she was going to be killed in a mass shooting at her soccer game the next day. Everything fit. All the things she had been saying, the fact that I saw a lone guy at the field the week prior carrying something long and covered up in a bag, and let's not even mention my daughter's jersey number. 13. Death in Tarot. Enter the spiral of all spirals. I chose to sleep with my daughter that night. It was fitful, my entire body overtaken, and senses drowning in a state of panic and hopeless sense of impending doom. I could literally taste on my tongue the dread pitting in my stomach. At first, all I was trying to do was breathe and be rational. I just needed to sleep, and I'm sure things would be not so scary in the daytime. In this movie, there's a moment when Josh Brolin's character, Archer, is clearly astral projecting while in the dream realm, searching for his son. He's standing on the street outside his house and sees floating above it a giant assault rifle with the number 217 on the side, like a clock. 217 a.m. being the time all the children disappeared from their homes. 217 being the number of the hotel room in the book version of The Shining. 217 being the number of votes needed to pass a ban on assault weapons in the United States. Anyway, yeah, I tried to go to sleep and survive all this, but I kept waking up, laying in paralyzed fear. At one of these points, after waiting a long while, I decided to go get my phone that I left in the other room to be charged. Any guesses as to what time it was when I picked it up? If you guessed 2:17 a.m., nope, you're not crazy. You're right. Don't believe me, I have the screenshot. So the remainder of that night was spent lying next to my daughter, contemplating what lengths I would go to to save her life and possibly dozens of other children. The school shooting from One Tree Hill flashed in my mind. I knew about that episode years before I ever saw the show. Why? Then I thought of the show The OA, a group of misfits who learn a secret language of body movements and combine their power in a ritual that stops a mass shooting at the teenager's school, the season finale. They perform a literal timeline shift. Why had I watched that show? Why did it have such a powerful visceral impact on me during that scene? Because they were meant to be weapons. Right here, right now. The Dementors wanted to make me believe I had the gift of prophecy, so that I would go to the police station and tell them what I knew. It's another trap during an awakening to believe that the changes you're experiencing make you special, powerful, and important. But that's the furthest thing from the truth. The darkness will use that against you. It's the trope in any hero's journey, on film, in books, in all of our stories. And if you look closely enough, the truth behind trying to convince you to join the dark side isn't because they want you. It's because they're scared of what you can do on the side of good. So they try to take you out. Do you know what me going to the police and telling them everything would have looked like? I'd be committed at best, arrested for inciting terror, conspiracy, or some kind of involvement myself if something did happen at worst. Don't get me wrong, if it meant saving my daughter, I was willing to sacrifice that. I had it all planned out. But luckily, I was aware enough to understand the importance of staying grounded in all of this. I knew what lengths I was willing to go to. Now I needed to work backwards and examine the path of least resistance. So instead, I just decided to be honest with her father. He knew enough about my awakening and my interactions with signs and synchronicities that this wouldn't be completely out of left field. I also knew that when it came to her safety, he'd be willing to go a little crazy with me. I needed to calm down a bit and had at that time been doing morning oracle and tarot readings. I asked for guidance, and my moon oracle cards granted me this. Avoid drama. Heard. Thank you, the moon. I approached him from a place of calm and told him everything. He didn't like it one bit either. Especially that 217 nail in the coffin. He was the one who took me to see this movie after all. We decided she wouldn't play soccer that day and that we would set up a doctor's appointment. Uh, as I was writing this, I just look at the time on my computer and it was 217. Anyway, doctor's appointment just to cover all our bases and make sure there wasn't actually some illness plaguing her. We called the office, they answered immediately, unheard of, and guess what? They had an opening the next day. Thank you, universe. After those decisions, coming down from it all as much as I could, my daughter came into the room and said, Thank you, mommy, the slugs are all gone. Bro, come on. So freaking relieved to hear that, but also, what the hell? So she went to my parents' house and we still went to the game. We had signed up for bringing drinks that day, and I wanted to go for my own sanity. Maybe I saved my daughter, but what if I doomed everyone else? I didn't want to. I had to be there and be on the lookout for something untoward. Even if I couldn't stop something from happening, I could be on the phone quicker than anyone else if it did. Doing my best without ruining my life. Right before we had left, I felt like I was going to vomit and out of nowhere downloaded the name James. It just popped into my head. To this day, I have no idea what it means. A million theories, of course, but just another thing that I have to let be until I'm ready. So while sitting in the car, praying, hoping, wishing, I just talked to a James in my head, talked him down from whatever precipice he was on, and asked him to change his mind. Or was I just talking myself down? I can't ever fully deny that I was wrong. How could I, or anyone else, ever know for sure? There's the 0.5 to 1% that will always have me wondering, but 99% of me believes this to have been a lesson and its test. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself. Fear tried to take me out that day and has continued to do so ever since. But it gets easier every time to turn away from catastrophizing when you recognize it for what it really is. In front of Harry, the bogart becomes a dementor. Remus tells Harry that he's ahead of the curve because what you fear most of all is fear. I thought it was all done after this incident. After I talked to James, I felt an immediate wave of peace and relief. We took our daughter to the next day and explained her mild symptoms and the things she had been saying. Doc asked us if there was any stress in the house. We said no. Lie. My daughter then told her the slugs were in mommy's tummy now. And you know what? It came together that that word made perfect sense for the way the anxiety and dread was still sitting in my stomach. She had been feeling the stress between her father and I, and she was describing it in a way that made sense to her. And I thought, yes, if it's between her or me, I'll take the slugs. And she was cleared by the doctor. But not long after this, my daughter was running around in her playroom without a shirt on and didn't gauge properly how close she was to her dollhouse on a turn. She scraped her stomach on the sharp wood corner of its balcony and received two decent cuts. There was no blood, but skin broke and bruising started immediately. This was her first when knocked out of you, struggling to breathe pain and crying she experienced. Wanna know where my head went? She just perforated her bowel. And to put it in perspective, that is a medical emergency, one that I experienced as an ICU nurse where my patient was rushed to surgery and came back intubated with four or more tubes and drains and eight bags of fluids and medication pumping into multiple IVs placed in her body, declared one-on-one care, meaning me, a new grad, one nurse to one patient. The crash cart was not far away. So after my daughter calmed down, she went outside and was playing with dad totally unbothered. I packed a bag for the hospital. I am and have always been the rational one. What in the literal hell was happening to me? I was terrified to finish out her soccer games and terrified for her to join basketball. I went to every game in a state of hypervigilance, watching those doors and ready to react. Taylor Swift's song Ronin had me convinced that she was going to die of cancer or some crazy medical anomaly. The chorus ends with, You were my best four years. She would be turning four on her next birthday. I played out a million scenarios in my head and the million things I would do to fix them. I prayed and surrendered, prayed and surrendered, said, Take me instead. Bible verses would just happen to provide the exact reassurance I needed when they popped up in my daily readings, but I still couldn't shake it. And I decided I couldn't live like that. Fair enough. So I chose to stop subscribing to that frequency. Simple, not easy. And I still fight in that same battle in its different forms every single day. That's why it was a lesson. I now know the icky, inky feeling of fear in my body and am able to identify and deny it. So one day, my daughter was at her grandparents, and because I needed some peace and encouragement, I decided to watch Ted Lasso, starting at season two. His speech about Earl and its double meaning regarding his father's suicide sparked me to check on my now platonic husband. I was so lost in my own spiral, I hadn't even thought to be checking in on how he was handling this massive life shift. Long story short, he was not doing well. He was feeling like a failure. Fair enough. From his perspective, his marriage had fallen apart and it was all his fault. Not true, but again, that's a different story. The point here, the key to the madness, is that he was living in a state of fear that I was going to leave and take our daughter with me. And when he admitted that, it all clicked. You know why? Because the very first thing he said to me with tears in his eyes when I said I was ready for a divorce was, you're not taking her away from me. No matter the fact that he's the one who makes money and I'm a stay-at-home mom and would have nothing if I left, he convinced himself that the way of society was simply for a mom to get full custody in a separation. This fear was so intense for him that it also completely blinded him to the fact that I would never do that. The countless times I've told him how amazing of a father he is and how he's his best self when interacting with and taking care of her had been rendered useless by his own spiral. He forgot that my response to his you're not taking her declaration was, I would never do that. Because here's what I've realized. She is your salvation, not me. It can't be me anymore. Firstly, the fact that he thought I was capable of hurting him in that way validated what I realized about our marriage. He has been in a place where he cannot see past his own fear, anxiety, and insecurities to see the truth of who I am. You cannot be in a loving relationship where you are not seen. I don't say this to disparage him. I say this to bring light to anyone in a similar situation. Secondly, to the point of this saga, the past month had been me processing his fear. I have always been an empath, and my awakening opened me to that superpower even more. So what was happening was that his fear of losing his daughter in this way was being projected onto me and therefore filtered through my lens. A mother losing her child in all the ways you could possibly imagine, as provided by tragic real-world stories and headlines. It was also a giant case of ego death and timeline collapse. Because I had set us on this path. The version of our life as a married singular family unit and all the possibilities stemming from that vanished. The present fear of losing my daughter was also the embodiment of my subconscious grieving the loss of that future and the many visions I had of it. The logical mind cannot process that, so it fills your head with the closest rational 3D explanation it has: literal death. Does that make sense? And please keep in mind that underneath all of this, my daughter was suffering. If something is going on in your home and you think you're successfully hiding it from your children, you're not. Now, here's where we are going to transition from the storytelling format into the bullet points of my weaving. Like I said, I have been building up to this episode for months and have received downloads and references up through the day I'm actively writing. I'm gonna be honest. I am overwhelmed, I am scared. I am tired. I need to get it out. If conspiracy theories freak you out, as they always have me, or you're totally fine living in ignorant bliss, here's where you should turn around. Because I'm asking for help through the power of awareness. There's so many people out there already aware at the 5D level. My mission is to use the common ground of stories to bridge the gap to those who are not. And here's the thing: you are in the know. You recognize it every day. You're just shutting it out because it's scary. I get it. Seriously, I just explained how deeply I get it. I'm asking you, challenging you to embrace that recognition. Face the fear so that you may conquer it. You are in the war whether you admit it or not. And whoever you personally label as the bad guy, it is what it is. The similarity between them all is that they're using the fear against you to control you. You already know that at whatever level. Now's the time to do something about it. Baby, let the threats begin. Let the threats begin. We live by energy, individually, intermingling with those around us, the collective energy of a group, a town, a city, a nation, the world. Energetic parasites are those who use this truth to gain power by instilling fear to leech joy, happiness, and hope. Then they feed off of it. Vampires. From this movie, Aunt Gladys is an energetic parasite. The story version labels her supernaturally as a witch. The real, grounded, relatable version is that she is an aging family member who manipulates a young, loving, happy family into feeling responsible for her health and safety. The parents fight and become incapable of being able to focus on their child. The child then takes the brunt of becoming the ultimate caretaker in just trying to keep the family alive and together, all while feeling entirely unsafe to tell any of the adults in their life. This parasitic energy then extends to the other children, gaining control through an object not only that they have touched, but that has their name on it. The power of a name, this first thing to give us our identity and sense of individuality. One of the first things children do in school is get their name cards to put on their desk or their cubbies. A lot of the time teachers will let them decorate it themselves, offering the opportunity for them to further express that individuality. It's imbued with first day excitement, empowerment, and sense of self. Then add the fact that these name tags and the kids who interact with them every day are in the classroom of a teacher who genuinely cares for and loves them. Whew! Tokens of mass growth in the right hands, weapons of mass manipulation in the wrong hands. Children are the most potent source of life energy. I mentioned why in my story, their imaginations, their innocence, their wonder, their innate ability to challenge authority and rigorous control. Think of Hocus Pocus and Monsters Inc., and in Monsters they learn that laughter and joy are more powerful than screams and fear. A wrinkle in time, the never-ending story, spy kids, the mysterious Benedict Society, It, Stranger Things, the most recent Fantastic Four, Voldemort killing all the babies that could fit the description of the prophecy, Anakin slaughtering the Jedi Younglings under Order 66, Herod ordering the deaths of all the children with the chance to be Jesus. This movie. So on and so forth. Actor Charlie Hunnam recently played serial killer Ed Gean in Ryan Murphy and Ian Brennan's show Monster. In interviews, he says the point of presenting it this way was to focus not on what Ed did, but why he did it. Growing up in the home of an unhappy, to put it mildly, marriage and under the care of a Bible-thumping mother who wanted him to be a girl and continually reminded him of as much throughout his life. Ed Geane was the inspiration for movies like Psycho and the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Charlie also talks about the other purpose of telling the story being to show how focusing on what Ed did sensationalized him as something beyond simply a regular human being with serious mental health issues left unchecked and what that did to the American psyche. I never heard any elaboration on that, but taking it from my perspective, I believe it means an energy was put out into the world that latched on to anyone struggling with dark, scary, perverted thoughts and convinced them that acting on those urges would make them finally feel seen and important, that to hurt others was their mission and to act on it was divine. It's how they would be remembered. So those with murderous inclinations were granted the avenue to play them out, promising fame and legacy in whatever twisted fashion it allowed, because the fatal flaw of humans is being driven by fame and legacy. So now there's countless movies, there's criminal minds, there's true crime documentary and series, all feeding into and sensationalizing fear and paranoia. Shows that my mother and many others like her fall asleep to at night. And this is coming from a girl who used to love SVU and criminal minds and also fell asleep to them. No judgment, just clarity in hindsight. So this what over why has been turning over in my head in regard to Jesus. We know he performed miracles and healings. We know he raised Lazarus from the dead. We know he died and raised himself from the dead. We know that he knew he was going to die because it fulfilled a prophecy. We know the what. We're obsessed with the what. But what is the real why? We're told he died for our sins so we could receive God's forgiveness. Why? What does that all even mean? What purpose did it serve for God to sacrifice his son and Jesus to sacrifice his own life? Was God ready to wipe out the population of earth again because their hatred was showing? Okay, if so, that makes sense. But why would Jesus' death solve that? Here's the what. Jesus died for a cause to save the world. He's a martyr. Our obsession with the what has nurtured an energetic environment founded on martyrdom. Lincoln, Hamilton, JFK, Martin Luther King Jr., Malcolm X, and that's just since the founding of America. This frequency that lends to the belief that we must die to make a difference, presenting itself through individuals in the way that aligns most with their own life's filters. Assassinations throughout history, innumerable lives lost in countless wars. Across generations, it's been the mindset that we have to work ourselves to the bone, kill ourselves to make a living, buy a house, raise a family, and barely experience the world. Hustle culture in its many different forms as the times change. No matter what, it's work, work, work until you die. Those who choose suicide because they can't see how they could ever make an impact any other way. Martyrdom has been permeating our collective psyche for ages because it's what Jesus did. It's how he won. And now it's coming after our children. They are dying by way of terrifying, tragic, unthinkable mass murder, making them scared to go to school and teaching them that the cost of learning may be their life. Because the dark side has whispered its poison into the ears of those most vulnerable and convinced them to take out our purest form of love and our brightest source of hope. And because we have succumbed to the belief that their deaths will matter enough for things to change. But that's not what's happening, is it? Instead, it's fueling more fear and more paranoia, more headlines that are numbing everybody, paralyzing them from doing anything beyond what they feel is in their soul control and focusing on their own lives and safety. And it's not by accident. It's a systematic strategy to isolate people. This is the number one strategy in spiritual warfare: separation and isolation to make you doubt yourself, question your sanity, turn away from your spiritual or religious practices, and give up. This is what has come from focusing on what Jesus did. A world full of martyrs, and I think it's safe to say it's ineffective. Progress is progress, and we've made great strides. And of course we're grateful to those who have sacrificed themselves. But if death is always the result of fighting for change, who is ever again going to want to try? So now to posit the why. What were we really supposed to learn from Jesus? Like I had talked about with Soma in the episode on a few good men, intent versus motive. Simply put, my guess is the idea that we have full control over our physical bodies through our spirit, and that love and connection are determined by energy and frequency, not looks. My understanding is that Mary Magdalene saw Jesus in a different form after his resurrection and did not know him at first, but that she eventually recognized him because of his energetic signature, his vibe, if you will. In our time, stories abound of healing paralysis, illness, and cancers through the power of the mind and energetic practices. Humanity wasn't ready to grasp that yet back then. In a chat with Google AI, it said, miracles are just laws of the universe that we don't yet fully understand. That's what Jesus did, right? Performed miracles. And he granted this power to his apostles. AKA showed them how to do it. What was the requirement? Unshakable faith, belief, and hope. You know who embodies those qualities naturally? Children. You know who Jesus loved most? Children. I think this also explains the entire LGBTQIA plus community, especially transgender men and women. Not that they need to be explained, but there certainly is a lot of confusion surrounding the topic, yes. The obvious confusion of intolerant, closed-minded people, of course. But just like wanting to understand what Jesus' death actually accomplished, I want to understand what the lesson is here. Why are these people starting in childhood, suffering through so much internal confusion and persecution? What purpose does it serve? My suggestion is this the same purpose as Jesus' death and resurrection, to illustrate that our physical bodies are secondary to the truth of our makeup, that they are vessels through which we live the human experience. It's not about your genitalia, it's about your soul's energetic signature, which just naturally extends itself to support the idea that excluding people based on any physical difference is ridiculous. Edgar Casey predicted that Christ consciousness would return in 1998. Rita Hester, a black trans woman, was murdered on November 28, 1998, at the age of 34. This event sparked a major turning point in visibility and activism for gender equality specific to the LGBT community, as well as the creation of the Transgender Day of Remembrance observed on November 20th. In the movie Kingsman, the evil plan of the big bad, played by Samuel L. Jackson, is to sell a flashy newest tech phone chip through which he sends a frequency that transforms every person exposed into an angry, violent, murderous rage monster with the intent that they all kill each other and rid the world of the virus of humans. They don't even actually need the chip in their phone. They'll be affected as long as they're exposed to any phone that has it. But let me clarify that it's not all humans. Those who succumb are those not in the 1%, high-ranking officials, celebrities, and the powerful and wealthy who purchased and agreed to receive an implant just under the ear that would protect them from said frequency. They all attend a party hosted by Sam in a giant concrete safe house, or take shelter in their own, where they are entirely protected from the chaos outside. Any influential figure who didn't agree to the implant is jailed in this same safe house. We all know our phones are tapped and that we're being monitored. You talk about something, it shows up in your social media and in ads. We've given our fingerprints, we've given our faces. We're constantly on our phones comparing ourselves to others, fueling our own self-hatred. Headlines that incite fear are constantly popping up, forcing us to ignore and go numb. Restructuring and manipulation of facts to fit a certain narrative creates misinformation that divides us and spreads faster than any disease. People are sacrificing their own thinking and creativity to AI. It's not that all of these things can't be used for good. There are people out there utilizing it that way. Technology is just another weapon in the war. In Frozen 2, Olaf says, My theory about advancing technologies as both our savior and our doom. In Ted Lasso, Sam says to Rebecca after bumping into each other while on their phones, these machines, huh? Never been so connected, yet never further apart. In Moana 2, the power-hungry god Nalo sunk and guards the island that is the source of connection between the peoples across the ocean. I have the whole episode on this, but just as a quick reminder, water represents the subconscious. Fear and hate have us all disconnected from the universal consciousness, the source from which we all originate. Isolated. Moana, Maui, and companions work together to raise the island and the magic that calls out to the other seekers also out on the ocean searching for others. Connection fosters joy and love. Belief in love creates hope, and hope guides us into forgiveness and understanding of oneness. The Jewish tradition believes in the one God. Swap that term out with source, and you have the modern-day spiritual interpretation of a similar belief system. A belief system that offers you the chance to awaken to the truth of reality, who you are and how you are meant to fit into New Earth, and what magic really is. To choose love over fear. Hitler was a clear villain. If he understood any of this and wanted the power of magic all for himself, he certainly targeted the right group, didn't he? I just read a newly published book called The Once in Future Queen: A New Spin on Arthurian Legend and Guinevere's Role. They learn that magic is fading from the land because rather than its natural redistribution through death and new births, the other power-hungry mages are stealing the gifts from other mages as they die, whether on the battlefield or by cold calculated murder. The movie The Happening is a big mystery surrounding the fact that people are dying in droves and they can't figure out why. The big M-night Shyamalan reveal is that it's the trees, Mother Nature fighting back against what the humans are doing to the earth. My understanding is that the movie was not received well. Surprise, surprise. The Avengers Infinity War saw Thanos take out half the population to fix what he deemed broken. In the Bible, God would call forth natural disasters to wipe out the population. With the idea of source, God is earth, earth is God. It's all the universe working together. Mother Nature is scared right now. Humans are hurting her. Global warming, trash and litter, pollutants, chemicals, and metals and plastics that are entering her system through our plants and animals like a cancer of the land. Natural disasters are her way of fighting back. It's destructive because it's fueled by the fear that she's being poisoned and dying. It takes out droves of people and works to literally shake things up and clear energy out. Earthquakes, wildfires, hurricanes, tsunamis. My own mild Midwest weather has been dealing with insane winds that are taking out power lines, damaging homes, knocking over semi-trucks on the freeways. People are flaw mixed. I'm looking for answers that make sense to me. To me, the Midwest can be summed up in a word: stagnant. Mother Earth is using the tools at her disposal in this particular area to clear that stagnant energy out. End threads. So, what if, what if, what if? COVID-19 was a pivot from Mother Earth and her strategy. It was not meant to kill beyond recovery to wipe us out. It was meant to cause a mass awakening. It showed us how the systems we have in place are ineffective. It showed us how fear lends to misinformation, lends to control, lends to separation. It showed us what happens through the loss of connection. Sure, we all got the break we needed, but we did not come out of the break gracefully nor rejuvenated. What happened was that we learned the detriment of losing our connection to others. When forced to focus all attention and energy on their own household and closest relationships, many opened their eyes to the truth of the toxicity that they had been ignoring. Teens and children were cut off from the interaction and friendship they need to thrive. Never mind that they were shouldering the fear, anxiety, and helplessness of their parents. They may not have been spood feeding you Campbell's suit, but it's likely that they were offering their innate sense of hope just to get you through. Ascension flu refers to the flu-like symptoms experienced when going through a spiritual awakening, or, for less woo-woo vibes, an energetic upgrade. It's the body's shedding of past trauma, old karmic patterns, and energy blockages. Look at a list of its symptoms compared to the symptoms of COVID. I dare ya. I made the connection one day when, during an obvious upgrade, I completely lost my sense of taste. A real thing that happens during an awakening as your taste buds become more sensitive to the crap and process and unhealthy foods. So what if COVID was the perfect balance of worldwide suffering without apocalypse that humanity needed as a kick in the pants to get it together? God Source Mother Earth recognized that even the giant natural disasters aren't cutting it more. Hurricane Katrina brought us together for a hot minute. It didn't last. We see a similar pattern with similar events. This surge in communities coming together and people putting on their best compassion suits that only lasts until the smoke clears. Everyone is numb to the headlines at this point, numb to that incomprehensible amount of death. With COVID, we still lost a lot of people, and it really frickin' sucks. I don't know why some survived and some didn't. Completion of divine missions, sources of light too bright that the darkness claimed them first. I don't know. Soldiers lost in the war, one way or another. But what we did learn through that was how broken the emergency response and healthcare systems are. How our frontline workers, especially nurses, are not taken care of in any capacity that supports an environment of actual healing. Anyone behind the scenes already knew that. COVID helped bring it to the world's attention. Light workers are already in full understanding that the transition into New Earth means the collapse of all the systems built on control, greed, and illusion. Healthcare, as previously mentioned, airlines and the travel industry. The day I'm editing this, it was just announced that Spirit Airlines is finally kaput. The workplace in its many forms, teachers and students burning out, lack of support for parents across the spectrum. It's happening all around us. And it's supposed to. Don't fear it, embrace it. Recognize what systems you are familiar with, what you would change about them if you could, and what skills are available to you to enact that change. What else came from COVID? Technologies such as Zoom and similar apps that allow for connecting across the world. Plenty of people used this for really good uplifting events, like Tony Robbins, who usually hosts his shindigs in person. He was able to expand his reach in ways never attempted before. He's one example of many. I identify the use of technology in this way as a weapon made for the light side that's being misused by the dark side. Greedy companies and the like are using it to inundate their employees with more pointless meetings that hinder productivity, to find ways to assign their every minute and monitor their every move, be it at work or at home, all of it creating a toxic work environment where those in power are creating the problem to then use it against those who can't keep up and contribute to the obsession with numbers and money so that they can push them out and hire people who are willing to be robots to make a buck. I'm itching to rip my hair out as I write this. Do you see it too? It's all an underlying energetic plot to take away people's hope, to turn them away from love and connection. In the never-ending story, Atreyu talks to the Gamork, an agent of the nothing that is eating Fantasia in black hole fashion. He asks, Why is Fantasia dying then? The Gamork responds, Because people have begun to lose their hopes and forget their dreams, so the nothing grows strong. It's the emptiness that's left. It is like a despair destroying this world, because people who have no hopes are easy to control, and whoever has control has the power. Faith is magic. Magic is faith. You don't need to put a figure or a label behind it. It's simply faith in the idea that you are meant to live a full, beautiful life and that you are entirely deserving of love and happiness just as you are. When you put unfailing faith in that belief, the path illuminates and the answers begin to fall into your lap. Say Hitler knew this. Say that's why he attempted to clear the world of a group who so relied on faith. Say that the preservation of Dr. Zola's consciousness in a computer in Captain America the Winter Soldier is a nod to certain leaders using this tactic again today. Say those of the LGBTQIA plus community are the frontline soldiers putting themselves in the line of fire every single day just by choosing to be true to themselves. America was always meant to be a refuge, a land built on the premise of equality among all. And there are those trying to build literal walls to keep that dream unrealized. Let's go back to this famous phrase and try to break it down through this lens. Jesus died for our sins. What could that mean that connects both then and now? History repeats itself after all. I see it like this He died for our sins, humanity's sins, those sins being lives lived and choices made as guided by higher. Hierarchy, separation, and segregation based on race, ethnicity, beliefs, and lands of origin. He died to show us that it's the frequency that matters, not our looks or our differences, that we will find and recognize our tribe through energy, which means our people could be anywhere in the world. And if you are enough of a dreamer to believe in your person, your one true love, your other half, it could be literally anyone out of eight billion. Well, you know, like keeping things appropriate though. But if we've got walls keeping people out, if we make travel difficult, unaffordable, unappealing, and scary, if technology is dismissed for its good because it's being rotted by corruptive forces and toxic forms of connection, how are you ever going to find them? A lot of people are starting to subscribe to the idea of chosen family. What if that family is scattered across the world but you'll never know because fear keeps you from taking that random solo trip you've always dreamed about, felt called to? Or what if they're trying to find you but can't reach you because you're from a place where their kind, be it a race, a culture, a sexuality, a gender, any separatist label, is not welcome. Do you want to be happy? Do you crave genuine, joyful love and connection? What if it's out there waiting for you, but those desperate for power are controlling the game, controlling you so that you'll never find it. This makes me think of I just watched the Truman Show for the first time, and when he's trying to fly to Fiji, he goes to the travel company and there is a poster of a plane being taken out by a bolt of lightning, and it says it could happen to you. Subliminal messaging. These people who want you to believe that because someone was born closer to the equator and has skin reflecting the adaptation to that extra sunlight, they're beneath you. That they are not human just like you. It's insane. I just watched the movie GOAT, and there's a song on the soundtrack called Don't Dream It's Over. P.S. You want to start picking up on things? Use subtitles with everything you watch. The lyrics. Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof, my possessions are causing me suspicion, but there's no proof. In the paper today, tales of war and of waste, but you turn right over to the TV page. When the world comes in, they come, they come, to build a wall between us. We know they won't win. Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum, and I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart. Only shadows ahead, barely clearing the roof. Get to know the feeling of liberation and release. This is a kids' movie. Also, a very good one, might I add. As mentioned before, I substitute teach at my old high school, and in every classroom I put post-its on the desks and write a poem on the board, encouraging the kids to write down and get off their chest whatever feels right. Happy things, things they're hoping for, things they're struggling with, things they wish they could say to somebody. I have a jar on my desk for them to put those notes in, making clear the understanding that I will read them at the end of the day. You cannot imagine what has been shared with me. But one note in particular helped seal the direction of this episode. I was subbing for a class of freshmen. I always stand outside the door and say hi to each student as they walk in. One student, this day, kept their body hunched head down and did not make eye contact with me. I watched them throughout class as they stayed hunched, kept their head down, and focused only on their assignment, interacting with nobody. I thought, oh, no post-it from them. Well, I was wrong. When they finished the assignment, they brought a note up and didn't look me in the eye and clarified that they were doing it correctly. I watched it go in and noticed it was folded inside out with the writing visible. I let that class end, but curity got the best of me, and I read it in the next class. And I had to stop myself from crying. Everyone keeps telling me that I'm going to get deported because I'm Mexican. Do you know what they do to little kids in those camps? I'm scared. No somos aliengamas. Unquote. Translation. We are not aliens. So how do we do better? What change can you make right now? Just choose compassion, folks. Choose to care. Don't care about the headlines. Care about the people behind the headlines. They are there living the horrors every day. There are teenagers, there are children, there are babies behind those headlines. Going to school, going through the motions, all while in fear that they could go home and be ripped right from it. Sent somewhere to be treated like a thing. And not only are they living that way and just trying to push through on their own, there are other kids blind to their own privilege, taunting them with it. I feel like I can't reach the adults who foster an environment at home that makes their children think that behavior is okay. But if I can reach any of the kids who do resort to those jibes and those jokes, all I want to say is that you don't have to hate like that. Whatever you've been taught, whatever you've been told, if it makes you angry, hurtful, and a bully, you don't have to believe in it. You can choose to care. I know you want to be cared for. Society tells you that it has to come from certain people, but that's just not how it happens sometimes. A lot of the time. If someone in your life has told you to look down on a certain type of person, I want you to consider what that someone makes you feel. If it's anything other than love and safety, I challenge you to try caring about the exact type of person they're telling you to hate. See what that does for you. Not how other people will react, but how it makes you feel. That's all you have to do. You're in the war, whether you like it or not. Is someone wielding you as their weapon? Are you being used? Or are you fighting for yourself and the truth in your own heart? I will forever clarify the point of the rabbit hole is not to say, hey, drop everything else and believe this. It's to have you considering, hmm, if this were true, what would I do about it? And if the answer relates in any way to the idea of you becoming a better person, that's when I encourage you to consider more closely. Just something to think about. You don't have to be afraid to fight. You don't have to risk your life to make a difference. All you have to do is love. All you have to do is live proudly, boldly as your full true self and be an example for others of what that bravery looks like. That light and its effect just ripples out naturally. No effort required. Live beautifully in a way that encourages others to do the same. The sad endings don't work anymore. I don't know if they ever did. There's a reason our movies and television shows are skewing to positive, hopeful, uplifting, real, grounded human experiences. If you don't know about them, it's because you're on a frequency that is guiding you to the stuff that fuels the despair. You have to want to look for them. Some great places to start. Any recent Bill Lawrence joint, Ted Lasso Shrinking the Scrubs reboot, Abbott Elementary, very recently Project Hail Mary, any Disney movie, etc. If anything I've already suggested is too big of a shift in direction, just take a walk. Take a doggy bag with you and pick up any litter you come across. See what it feels like to do a good deed simply because you know it's the right thing to do and not because somebody is watching. Even the teeniest pebble makes a ripple in the water. You don't need to perform to make it happen. And if you're a praying kind of person, feel free to use this one that I wrote for my own nightly comfort while facing down the nothing. The era of fear has reached its end. Love and forgiveness have come to mend. Martyrdom has reached its limit. The point of life is simply to live it. Love is not abusive. New earth is all inclusive. The vision sees us all the same. All to give, all to gain. May our threads weave and repair the net. May our dreams align. May the game reset. Engulf each beating heart with love. So below, as above. Thank you for unraveling with me. I cannot tell you how glad I am to be getting this off my desk. I hope it helps literally anyone. Join me next episode for School of Rock, where we're going to go a lot more in depth with the crumbling school system. I've gotten plenty of post-its referring to school as a prison, and my best friend will be joining me to talk about it. Keep watching, reading, listening, and weaving. The answers are waiting for you.