Irritating Daily Fire/Ambulace Drills

Hi again,

I am writing this blog post that is somewhat off of my usual ramblings around here that has to do with spirituality.

I have lived in Downtown Winnipeg for the past 20 years and I have become used to the rhythms of this neighbourhood.

I am very sensitive/aware of the environment around me. I chose to be like that before I incarnated this life time, and I firmly believe that in my prior lifetime (1850-1875 in western England) that I was also similar.

I love urban life, and I choose to live downtown because when I chose to live in this neighbourhood 20 years ago it was so I'd be within walking distance to the central Library. I will write about my feeling/memory of my past life and how I used to go to the Library on a horse, but that is for another blog post.

Recently, in the past couple of years, the City bought additional emergency vehicles. It bought extra ambulances and extra fire engines. That is all well fine and good. Winnipeg is a growing city and we need to have more like this...

But the problem I have with the additional fleet is that the City fire/ambulance crew conducts daily drills - with full sirens blaring.

I have noticed two that are conducted on a daily, or aldmost daily occurrance:

1. Near the intersection of Main St @ McDermot Avenue around 2:30 p.m.
2. Near the intersection of Donald @ Broadway around 4:50 or 4:54 p.m.

I have noticed/observed the first incidence when I was working for Agriculture Canada. The second incidence was that if I walked home or got home about 10 minutes before 5 p.m. that almost every single weekday afternoon, with cars backed up in heavy traffic southbound on the Midtown Bridge, that there'd be this regular occurrance of an ambulance with its sirens wailing trying to get thru.

I have travelled several times to various larger cities in North America over the past 10-11 years and no where else but in Winnipeg have I heard sirens or emergency drills taking place as often as I have here... Not in Toronto, not in Vancouver, not in Chicago.

So, this has been quite annoying to me because while it is much more difficult to prove than chemtrail activity - because one can have photographed a location with sky above and when that person is finally aware of them they can review their old photos and see the chemtrail activity from years before.

My theory is that sirens of various kinds - from Police, Fire, or Ambulance are basically FEAR energy and the part of the purpose of doing the drills or having the Police have their sirens turn on and off during the night in the neighbourhood is to create a FEAR energy to lower the spiritual vibrations of our city and thus hold us down spiritually from becoming more loving. Didn't the Nazis conduct lots of siren drills before WWII to perhaps scare/annoy citizens?

But what I will do is to video this and post to Youtube and then I will link from here.

I'm just tired of the siren/ambulance/fire drill happening daily at the same time, and I want them to do this less frequently, perhaps once per week rather than the the regularity they are doing this at the moment.

This other writer, is asking why in his town the air raid sirens get activated daily. The official response was that that was the method the town/city gave notice that all the volunteer emergency vehicles (and staff) were available if/when an emergency occurred. Just like the poster says, it seems odd that they would do it that way rather than use a cell phone/pager. Perhaps the purpose in both cases is to desensitize us so that when a real big emergency happens ,only apathy will prevail.

Here's another post in which the writer mentions TETRA waves @ 17.6 Hz to affect us physically. I wonder whether the newer sirens create an output harmonic frequency of this that has the ability to disrupt our physical well-being.

Source Rense.com

For a specific example, the new TETRA system which will be used by the police and emergency services in the UK for communication, uses between 380 and 400 MHz, which is switched on and off at such a pulse rate that a pseudo-ELF of 17.6 Hz (17.6 times per second) is produced. this means the brain and nervous system are hit by pulses of UHF (USA terms) microwave (UK terms) every 1/17.6th of a second. This is rather like electrochemical hammer blows to the head at a rate of 17.6 every second. Some of us find hammer drills irritating to listen to, imagine 17.6 hammer-like blows being delivered to the nervous and endocrinal system, at a cellular level - might this not have a disruptive effect on the organism? Since the cells communicate to each other in the ELF range, these hammer-like blows of pseudo-ELF disrupts and derange cellular activities, leading to dysfunction, behavioural changes and onset of carcinogenic proteins which can lead to the organism developing tumours.

I saw a Grey alien in my bathroom

Uh oh...

This is a biggie for me...

As you know, since I've been out of my job since April 15th I seem to have been experiencing more psychic stuff happening, and also during these past two weeks I have also been meditating or trying to with this chemtrail-caused upper respiratory blockage that still hasn't completely gone away yet.

OK, so chalk one up to something completely or nearly new...

While in psychic trance mode - that's where my eyes are open and the room around me fades to black ... I saw start to appear a Grey alien in ether form (not solid). He or it had the oval eyes and was looking at me, but just like the friendly little boys (Jolly Roger Boy, Andrew and his little bro' Stephen) that I had seen, this alien had emerged for a second then went away only to reappear a couple of seconds later in a different pose.

There was another Grey, probably his overlooker or supervisor, who seemed a bit older, and larger, and his mouth had a frown-like shape.

One of them, I can't remember which one now,  did motion with his hands to come with it or him. This being's fingers were twice the length of mine. I did not because I know from others' experience there are two kinds of Greys - benevolent (friendly) and malevolent (the ones who poke us with surgical instruments and have inserted electronic implants). I chose to stay. If I had chosen to go with them my body would have stayed behind while my astral body would have traveled to their lightship.

I stayed because I didn't know if they were benevolent or malevolent. I had love inside me and kept that frequency as much as possible. Also earlier in the day, I had gone to a Massage & Reiki session, so some of my energy was cleared.

While I was sitting on my covered toilet seat I was doing pranic breathing and I could see the soft light of my Guardian Angel Rexufufus, and I felt that he was there to protect my spirit self. Moonwalker gave me the advice "white light yourself to the hilt"... And that I did.

Still I saw this Grey or Greys - it appeared one at at time,but there may have been more than one. And I also saw some sort of hybrid creature, but I only saw it for short seconds and then it vanished.

I tried communicating it by telepathy but got no response.

The Greys are part biological part android beings that are subservient to some sort of Reptilian aliens out there.

The Greys have no body parts for creating children, and their race has been dying off because of this. So their "plan B" is to create hybrid Grey-Humans and they do this by taking our sperm and eggs and matching it up with theirs.

I read last year that this "plan B" has not been very successful. They hybrids are not healthy or something like that. In a way I empathize for them, and want the best for their race of beings, which are part of this part of this Galaxy.

The other things to note is that my own physical health is not exactly 100%. I have a couple of major illnesses - Type 2 Diabetes, Low Thyroid, and a few minor ones - my left ear canal is narrower than the right, I have Eczema, and some Gallstones.

Why would they want me as a specimen?

More later as more info becomes available...

Mom Says "I Love You"

While trying to fall asleep on the early morning hours of Saturday April 23 I hear what I think is my Mom (who died on January 3 2010)...

Mom/spirit: I love you, I love you, I love you.... (keeps repeating over and over again).

The next night, again I'm trying to fall asleep and I hear a woman's voice whispering...

Mom/spirit: I love you, I love you...you are special to me....I am special to you...

I asked who this spirit was, because as you know, I can only hear OR see spirits but not at the same time...My vibrational frequency at this time in my soul's progress doesn't quite allow that as of yet...

Mom/spirit: Mom......Mom.....Mom...can you hear me?

Me: Yes, sort of, but you're not coming in as loudly as (my Uncle) Rudy Sokalski (died 1995) as on March 2 2009 12 hours after Smiles the Cat dies and while at my parent's home I hear him loudly exclaim "Now that's the one I've been waiting for!". Or Fr. Brian Massie (died May 2009) saying "Jim, you won't get to Heaven if you keep treating your cats that way!"....I understand from reading books about transferring from the body to just spirit that it can take some time of reorientation and that that soul may need a bit of retraining to communicate telepathically to those of us still in a body.

No, I can't be 100% sure it really is my Mom because her communications are coming as loud as a whisper. Additionally my left ear has been having problems with wax and that just so happens to be the one she and her primary (female) spirit guide were using...

OK, so I think it's Mom trying to communicate with me, on Holy Saturday...Makes kind of sense because she was big on participating in Holy Week and this first event was in between Good Friday and Holy Saturday morning....

OK, now onto the second event...

She kept repeating (so that I'd receive the communication correctly) "You are special to me..." "I am special to you"...

OK...

So then I asked her, "what do you mean by 'special'? Are we 'karmically locked'?" It was like they didn't know what I meant...so I continued..."Are we both locked into incarnation together?" And then I heard a response that may have been a "yes".

At that there was a pause and then I asked a second question. "OK, how about the events of 2009?"

Her spirit guide answered that one and said "the events of 2009 are in the past, we are working on a new plan".

I interpret "new plan" as to be a new life plan for Mom/Rose.

But this is so soon after 2009. Is she (as a soul) ready to come back? I thought she would want more "vacation time" far away, perhaps on another planet or star system? Hey Mom, did you even check out the Sirius star system or Mars, or Jupiter or stuff like that?

In my case there was approx. 90 years of Heaven time in Earth years (1875 - 1966)...enough for me anyways to have a life review and have some fun, and learn about upcoming times on Earth.
But she was always complaining "Gee when do I get a vacation from his Hell hole?"

Anyways, I hope to have her come by more times so that I can hear her better and perhaps ask more questions just so that I'm sure it really is her.

Saw Muzzle from a Dog Spirit

Saturday April 22 2011 I was at my Aunt's home for the evening.

I was sitting with my Dad and my Aunt's friend at the dining room table. The lights were low.

To the left is the kitchen and the the only light from the kitchen was the aux. light from the stove.

My Aunt has had 3 dogs over the past 45 years that I have known here - Skippy, Toby, and Jenny They're all gone now.

There were no living dogs at my Aunt's home when I was there on April 22 2011.

This past week I have been meditating privately at home, about 3 times 30 minutes, so I have re-raised my consciousness in this past while.

Last night, out of the corner of my left eye, and going for about 10 seconds, I could see the slender muzzle the kind from a dog. It was coloured very dark grey, the same colour of body when I saw the spirit of my cat Smiles three times in 2009.

A few minutes later and I thought I could hear animal nails from paws walk across the kitchen floor. Now I'm not totally sure of the sound event because my Aunt's friend's chair had made  creaking noises, but it was different from the walking sound.... Hmmm...

Later I looked whether this light from the stove could have been causing me to see some figure on the right side of the doorway, but no, it was not.

I believe the dog spirit I saw was from my cousin's German Shepard cross (something) female dog Diva, who passed away less than 5 years ago.

Don't Focus on your Spirit Guides During Meditation

A couple of times this year, Daniel my main spirit guide, has noticed that sometimes when I start my meditation it is with the goal of being able to see or hear one of my spirit guides. He says not to do this...

Jim: (focusing on intent that if I meditate enough I will see or hear my guides better/more often).

Daniel: If you want to raise your level of consciousness, don't focus on us.

...

And he should have added to this advice by saying that by focusing on our guides, it creates sort of a loop - that doing so does nothing to help the external world and ourselves. Instead focus on clearing the chemtrails or moving out negative energy in my home or at the workplace or in public areas.

It is the difference between Service to Self and Service to Others.

I am sometimes feeling a certain kind of novelty in being able to see Daniel and Pete when they've tapped me on the shoulder - I wake up and one of them wants to show me something like my Book of Life (which looks like one of those large white Christian Bibles with the gold coloured edges), except that it had some text and a small coloured drawing on the left page and another one on the right).

Someone else might interpret this as a message (advice) for me to read the Bible more often. My intuition however tells me that this is my actual Book of Life retrieved from the Heavenly dimension. The book was pulled open approx. to the middle. After showing me this Book, Daniel backed up away from me and disappeared in my room.The apparition event all happened in about 5 to 10 seconds.

I have read that more advanced souls see their spirit guides and other people's guides ALL THE TIME. I'm not at that point yet.

My April 1998 Partition Table

On the leading edge, back in the day, triple booting 3 OSes on one PC!

Linux Installation from April 1998
hda1 Extended container
hda2 Linux / (root) – LILO goes here!!!
hda3 Windows95 (16-bit FAT)
hda4 OS/2 Boot Manager
hda5 OS/2 HPFS (OS/2 system files)
hda6 OS/2 HPFS (OS/2 apps.)
hda7 Linux /usr (apps.)
hda8 OS/2 HPFS (OS/2 apps.)
hda9 Linux Swap (16096)

I was a Spirit Guide to a 'Christopher'

Friday, April 15 2011 was my last day at work at Agriculture & Agri-Food, and I was feeling a bit like there was not closure in the sense that I feel like mainly the workplace bully supervisors who mistreated me during my years there have not yet had karma come back to them.

I've been reading about 'workplace bullying' and it seems like a lot of what was going on was that at some point I became a 'target' of this phenomenon.

So I called on my spirit guides, whichever ones would speak and give advice on this.

Moonwalker gave two bits of advice.

1. You need to write a letter to yourself in a journal of all the things that were issues for you at work. This should take between 4 and 7 pages to write out.
2. You need to heal of all the 'things they did to you'.

Moonwalker left me and said that if I call her, she'd be back.

Then another spirit guide, Christopher, addressed me by my birth name James, said that he has not had much interaction with me in this lifetime, but said that when I was a baby in the late 1960s that he'd look down at me (when I was lying in the crib) and comment to the other spirit guides on how cute looking I was. Christopher also said that I was his spirit guide in one of his prior lifetimes.

He didn't say (yet) during what time period I was Christopher's guide. I will have to ask him.

Cool.

See also:

Wikipedia - Workplace Bullying
Workplace Bullying Institute

Main Star Systems Close to Sol

Since the very recent announcement by NASA of 1200+ exoplanets beyond our solar system, I have been using the software program Stellarium (Windows, Linux, Mac) which displays a moving (Live) graphic of the stars and planets of the night sky.

Together with that is the learning of these different civilizations from the other stars that have had some type of influence on Earth history over the past several 100,000 years.

Now I can actually spot and name some of the closest or brightest stars in the night sky, where before they were just stars ... now I know some of their names....Oooohhh.

Generally in the West are...

Sirius ... the brightest star closest to us at 8.6 light years

Above and a bit to the south of Sirius is Regulus, which is 77.49 light years away. The name of the star/sun is like something out of Star Trek:TNG.

To the north of Sirius and horizontal to it is Rigel.

Above Sirius is Procyon (11.4 ly), to the north/right is a huge star/sun called Pollux (33.71 ly).

Red dwarf star Betelgeuse is 427.47 light years and to the north/right of it is Aldeberan at 65.11 light years.

North/right of it is slightly fainter, but very important to Earth history...the group of 7 stars/suns called the Pleiades - including individual stars with names like Alcyone, Merope, Maia, and Taygeta.

Above and further north of the Pleiades is Capella at 42.20 light years. No one really talks about Capella for some reason.

"Waited 100 Years to Sleep in a Bed"

One of my sisters, relayed something my other sister's daughter (my niece) said this past week.

My sister and husband bought her a twin sized bed to replace the toddler size one she had been using for the past year or so...

She said to her Mom (my sister)...

"I've waited 100 years to sleep in a bed"...

This could be interpreted two ways:

1. Figuratively/exaggeratingly - that Reagan has wanted a bigger bed and didn't want the toddler one
2. Literally - She is recalling a point near the end of her past life, which was approximately 100 years ago, around 1910, indicating that it has been a while since she has incarnated into a body.

The thing is that Reagan's mother is not mystical and spiritual and new age like my other sister and I are, so I doubt she is going to believe the second theory and will just think that Reagan is exaggerating.

If, however Reagan, as a soul, up until 2006, has not had a human body since 1910/11 then that means she and I share something together... Both of us did not have bodies in the first half of the 20th century and totally missed the first and second World Wars.

So if you do the math, 2006 - 1911 you get  95/96 years of Heaven time...That's very similar to my past life recall but its based on the possibility of not having had a very short life in Ukraine between 1882 thru 1892 and instead just having the 90 years from the time I drowned in western England in 1875 and reincarnating in Winnipeg, Canada in 1966 ... that's 91 years of Heaven time for me.

But everyone's different...some kids born in 2003 have recall of being in the burning World Trade Centre towers on 9/11...They had come back not 2 years later, while there may be others who were so traumatized by the events that they would wish to wait it out for several decades or longer or perhaps incarnating in a totally different planet or star system (Sirius, the Pleiades, etc...)

Now, interpreting that as a past life recall, I wonder whether Reagan, in her past life was ill and was hospitalized and whether she includes any bed like one in a hospital, or does she just include her own bed at her own home back in the beginning of the 20th century?

It also says something about Reagan at the soul level if this is indeed a past life recall...that she really loved sleeping in her old bed in her past life..it could have been really comfortable to her that she loved spending time sitting in it.

Perhaps this is why I got the impression that Reagan really didn't enjoy her babyhood (unlike me who just loved mine), and that she just wanted to fast forward that portion of her life and just get on with being an kid or adult already... Oh, by the way...she's also a Leo, which tends to have a bossy nature.

Again, I'm not that close to her mother in this life, and she is not at all into belief in Reincarnation, but I wonder what else Reagan has said to reveal who she was in that past life and possibly other past lives?

TCP Dup. ACK & Google SafeBrowsing

I'm about the switch careers in the next couple of years -- from data entry to (UNIX) System Administration.

I want to learn as much as I can in the next few months before deciding on courses and narrowing down which path to take for what I'd be best at.

In Linux there is a freeware Internet packet analysis tool Wireshark. It can print out at the packet level and give out highly technical details of what is coming in and going out of your Internet connection.

I was fiddling with the knobs so to speak and one of the packets has a certain MIME type of "application/vnd.google.safebrowsing-chunk", much like you might see a MIME type for HTML, or another one for displaying MPEG4 video or a PDF document, each MIME type has a different descriptor.

What is this particular one, and someone wrote that it has something to do with Firefox browser and connecting to another site.

http://ubuntuforums.org/showthread.php?t=1041601

I'm also seeing 'TCP Dup(licate) ACK' packets in the data stream.

So what exactly is happening, and if I tweak some of these settings in Firefox and my network, will it make my connection faster and truly more secure? I'm comfortable with some trial and error testing of this, but also have to see what others are experiencing and whether this really does need fixing or turning OFF.

Here is some of the 37 seconds of datastream captured...

GET /safebrowsing/rd/ChNnb29nLW1hbHdhcmUtc2hhdmFyEAAYgYQCIMCGAjItAYIAAP______________________________3_________7__-________8A HTTP/1.1
Host: safebrowsing-cache.google.com
User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (X11; U; Linux i686; en-US; rv:1.9.2.15) Gecko/20110303 Firefox/3.6.15
Accept: text/html,application/xhtml+xml,application/xml;q=0.9,*/*;q=0.8
Accept-Language: en-us,en;q=0.5
Accept-Encoding: gzip,deflate
Accept-Charset: ISO-8859-1,utf-8;q=0.7,*;q=0.7
Keep-Alive: 115
Connection: keep-alive
Cookie: PREF=ID=6cf5f6260b7a3930:U=88b7013107a9dbc0:FF=0:TM=1244476268:LM=1300530406:S=RCZWX5VFuDK1Dznz; NID=41=O1SP7Sw5WgITNg6LZN3tlS5BC0c5s8Ek0j9E87NXe7YIfPUlx4zZV4HC4Mb3pEcIElZUNlWJIzGhzlgsG1wZ8asKhesGivQRWT2ywqp4S-qD5ev0RxWnGPwr5aoYZuk_
Pragma: no-cache
Cache-Control: no-cache

HTTP/1.1 200 OK
Content-Type: application/vnd.google.safebrowsing-chunk
X-Content-Type-Options: nosniff
Date: Wed, 23 Mar 2011 02:02:57 GMT
Server: Chunked Update Server
Content-Length: 201654
X-XSS-Protection: 1; mode=block
Cache-Control: public,max-age=172800
Age: 11989

LINK: James the Zebra Game

http://www.sugar-free-games.com/jamesthezebra.php

Now I've seen everything...

Healing Animal Past Lives Part 1

I am in the middle of reading Jason Wentworth (aka Jason The Horse's) autobiography titled 'What If You Are a Horse in a Human Form?', available from Lulu.com.

He says that he has hooked up with the souls of two former horses that he knew in his current life and can communicate with them from the 'other side'. He did this by doing a chakra balancing type action - 'pulling in light' from the Universe/Holy Spirit, and also pulling in the energy of the ground (Earth) - focusing both at your belly button.

In the book, Jason says he wanted to find out how/why he got a back pain after falling off a horse in 1980 at the age of 14... Jason is 3 mos. younger than I.

So during my last meditation I did like he says, and my question:

Jim: Who was the young male Zebra who got fatally taken down by that Hyena 1,000 years ago that I witnessed in a past life memory?

Female spirit guide (Clarabelle or Moonwalker): That Zebra doesn't like you (want you) messing with their head.

Translation...Since that time 1000 years ago the Zebra has fully forgiven the Hyena and it is not wise for me to try and re-open old wounds in time if it didn't directly affect me.

OK, no problem.

See the original post:
http://jamesandrewjaworski.blogspot.com/2010/07/zebra-vision.html

Dreams Of School

Someone on the David Icke Forum posted a dream story about being at school. It was very similar to mine I used to have repeatedly in the mid- late-1980s...

One reacurring element is I always have a locker and usually forget where it is or I can't get in to it. I have no idea what it means but I think such dreams are quite common because there is some part of us that wants to fulfill something we missed.

Yes, yes, yes.

When I was in my late teens/early 20s (1985-1988) I took a course at a faraway suburban school (I lived close to the edge of our central city) that taught Apple Mac (new at the time) and linear video editing.

Before that time I attended grades 10-12 (1981-1985) at a much closer high school.

A few times in those years I had a reoccurring dream just like yours.

The scene of the dream was at the first high school. And just like you my dream story had to do with being assigned a locker at the beginning of the school year, was issued a combo lock with a paper giving the numbers. The hallways are full of kids. Then somehow losing or not remembering the combo lock numbers and having to go back (the hassle) to the student office to tell them I forgot the combo. The woman at the student office gave me a strange look like there was something wrong with me.

Once there was a variant of that where there were other kids in the lineup ahead of me, waiting to talk with the student office.

Another similar story line goes like this...

Previous months had signed up for some high school classes, and on the day that I'm supposed to start the first class on whatever subject, I lost/misplaced the paper where (room #) I'm supposed to go. I end up just walking around, almost in a daze (lucid dream state) trying to find this damn room.

WTF?

Yeah, these kinds of dreams must have some kind of meaning... LOL

This never happened in real life however. Life was much easier back then with less to remember in daily life.

Blood Sugar Meter shows LO First Time

Yesterday before I visited my ND doctor, I quickly measured my blood sugar.

Usually don't measure every day, but only when I sense I feel different (better or worse). Why give the pharma cos. more $?

That day (Tuesday Feb 15 2011) around 16.15 p.m. (22:15 GMT) it says LO, which on my meter means equal to or less than 3.3 mmol/l.

Today it is in my slightly higher range.

I have been on Armour thyroid hormone and have been religously taking the Metformin and the Glyburide pharma pills for a while now.

What could have caused the LO reading? The very same day we experienced an X2 level Solar Flare. One of two things happened.

1) The solar radiation was affecting the blood sugar meter reading.

2) The solar radiation was positively affecting (lowering) my blood sugar itself in a natural way.

I tested again a couple of minutes later, same result.

In the 5 years I've been testing my blood sugar levels, I have had times where it's read HI (34 or above), but never has it ever read LO (3.3 or lower). I did not feel week or anything, in fact the morning of... I felt quite energized, not like I could run a marathon, but I felt like myself, not tired.

??

Pet Wisdom from Daniel

"If you respect your pets, they will be loyal to you" -- Daniel, my main spirit guide.

Introducing Moonwalker

Yeah, I know...sounds like what Michael Jackson did, but this is the name, or nickname of one of my spirit guides. She's a she.

And when I said:


Jim: Why are you called Moonwalker?

Moonwalker: Because I like to see (look at) the Moon when I walk.

That means possibly that in her former human life that she is like me in a way ... someone who likes to stay up late at night.

More later...

4 Spirit Guides

I have now counted 4 spirit guides that have been with me since my birth. Two are male and two are female. I do remember seeing 6 black circles (orbs) when I was 3 or 4 years old, so I don't know (yet) who the other 2 are. I have asked for the names of the female ones and got an answer tonight...

1. Daniel (male)
2. Pete (male)
3. Clarabelle (female)
4. Moonwalker (female)

My primary spirit guide through my life so far has been Daniel. I recognize his voice from age of 3 or 4 and again when I was 9 or 10 and again in the 1990s and again in mid-2000s, and seen a few times since March 5 2010.

The others, like Aern, Jolly Roger Boy, Andrew and Stephen, are just Jinn/benevolent demons who I've met in since November 2009. But in a different class. I didn't have an agreement with them before I incarnated this time around.

Hair Analysis Test Results (October 19 2010)

Latest results of Hair Analysis Test done in October 2010.  The mercury levels are about 1/3 what they were in March, but the amount of Lead has doubled, and the amount of Aluminum went from 7.7 in March to 10 in October.

Toxic Elements (ug/g)

(A=Above Range B=Below Range)

Aluminum 10 -- A
Antimony 0.064 --B
Arsenic 0.029 -- B
Barium 0.49 -- B
Bismuth 0.008 -- B
Cadmium 0.22 -- A
Lead 2.0 -- A
Mercury 0.28 -- A

Rubidium 0.15 -- A
Selenium 0.96 -- A
Sulfur 47,100 -- A
Strontium 0.74 -- B

One, Two shadow 'businessmen'

Thursday night October 28 2010 I said to myself, "gee, except for seeing Jinn kids, I have never seen more than one adult (shadow person) at one time".

I guess Pete heard my thoughts and later that evening I woke up from a micro-sleep and lo and behold I see not one but TWO shadow men, come in through the wall from the neibouring apt. suite. One in front of the other.

One of the them (can't recall which one) was carrying a black briefcase, they both had 1940s style hats and wore dark black suits, they were very serious looking as if they were on a mission or something.

They just floated (no legs) from south to northward direction in my bedroom and just disappeared. They were pretty oblivious to me and were not staring or anything, but were just passing thru.

Whole event lasted about 10 seconds. It happened very fast.

I believe it was Pete that got another -- Daniel? -  besides himself to create this demonstration for me.

Thanks Pete.

I think that they really want to tell us about themselves, and they are more than eager to demonstrate if we ask them the right questions, like in early September I said to Pete "can you guys shapeshift?" And, that night or the next I got the response by Pete appearing inches from me after waking up from a nap, and then backing up towards the ceiling in my room and turning himself into a blue square with red and orangy dots - just like a Bank of Montreal credit card ... and lo and behold the very next day I crossed paths with a couple of students at Portage Place centre court who were signing up people for Bank of Montreal Mastercards.

Call Upon Jinn to Put a Stop to Chemtrails

I have been aware of chemtrails since April 2009, and have done my best to psychically remove/disappear them using meditation.

Since July 2010 I have been aware that Shadow People are Jinn. Jinn are plasma-based beings who can fly through walls, move objects, become objects (shapeshift), and can see the future. They are Free Will beings just like us humans and when they die they will have life reviews in Heaven just like us.

I propose that Humanity call upon the Jinn to be proactive and help the Earth by stopping the chemtrail planes by deactivating the part that disperses the chemical from the tanks. That or stopping the chemtrail planes before they even take off by shorting out the spark plugs or things like that.

The Earth needs to have chemtrails stopped AT ONCE. It is in the interests of the good Jinn that chemtrails be stopped immediately because they harm humans, animals, plants, trees, our food source(s).

I call each and every one of you reading this to meditate and white light your space (your home) and call forth a good Jinn. When they do make their presence known you will hear them whisper in one of your ears like a human or see them as shadow person, or shapeshift into an object. They will tell you their first name. Jinn don't have last names. The ones I know go by names like Aern, Pete, Doreen, and Roger. Tell him or her that to help the Earth they can volunteer to stop the chemtrail planes from spewing out their junk and that this will make them have good points (karma) in Heaven.

With the help of the Jinns, the Earth can be rid of chemtrails and we will once again see and experience clear blue skies. No more will our bodies be filled with junk like aluminum, barium, mercury, and other s**t.

Meaning of new e-mail userid lil_zebra

The story behind the e-mail alias is that since April/May 2009 I have been doing quiet meditation quite often. By June 2009 my psychic "3rd eye" had been reactivated.

At Cafe Asante in Lombard Concourse (under P&M) there is a photo of two zebras - one standing up, the other laying down. There are other African/Asian large animals on other photos in the restaurant. But the zebra photo seemed to have caught my attention more. Around mid-November 2009 I had begun to believe that all humans have had several animal past lives, and that it could be that I was a plains zebra 1000 to 1100 years ago just like in the  photo.

My Mom was in the hospital and I had updated my supervisor about my Mom's condition... this was already December 2009. I said to myself "This lil' zebra is going to be fine," so hence the username.

Owl Talons & Equine-like walk

During my most recent (October 9 2010) Reiki session, as the Reiki master was putting her hand on my neck area, I again had a connection to my owl self.

An aboriginal flute and drum music CD was playing in the background during the Reiki session. I was laying on my back.

In my mind's I started seeing the words RELAX, not in bright red lettering but slightly less intense. The lettering was on a greyish platform made of plasma.

Sometimes as the Reiki person walks into the room and walks to me, it feels like the table and I are spinning clockwise. This time the feeling was that just my astral legs were out of my body and were situated about 10 degrees to the left.

Later on...

For about 60 seconds I felt as if both my hands were turning into the talons (feet) of a Great Horned Owl. I felt it much more on my right hand than on my left. I could feel the right "talon" (bird's claw) and I could see in my mind's eye the sharpness and shiny black of the claws. I could "feel" as if I was sitting on a tree and that my claws were digging deep to the tree to hold on.

It felt so tactile, and I interpret it as just remembering how it felt to be that particular bird, such a long, long time ago.

Afterwards I told the Reiki lady about this and I also told her that I was wondering about who that 2 week old baby zebra was that I saw got fatally bit on the neck by a hyena. Who is that, and have I met them in my current human life as another human? My hunch (men have 'hunches' while women have 'intuition', LOL) tells me that it is one of my classmates from early elementary school, but I am not 100% sure.

So during that conversation she did say that the first time she saw me she noticed I had an equine-like walk - like a donkey or a horse. So yes, there is something to my Zebra personality. Told her that even before I got into New Age/ancient wisdom stuff, that back in the 1990s I would notice that I "walk like a horse".

My experience with Jinn/Genies

My experience with a couple of Jinn (genies) that I have come in contact with since 1976 - the can shape-shift into anything they want - a 3' x 6' daguerreotype (photo), a blue coloured elephant teddy bear, a cribbage game piece, a spinning glass bottle of Coke, a shadow (hat) man, little kids. The two Jinn I know (Aern and Pete) are friendly and have NEVER harmed me in any way. They don't seem to have a surname like us humans do.

I used to be frightened of Aern when I was 10 years old because I was not informed (or I forgot from previous lifetimes) about them, but I have learned to not fear him.

When he became a spinning glass Coke bottle in July 2010 I believe he did that to tell me to watch my blood sugars as I was drinking 3 cans of pop in a day, but I haven't done that since then.

When Aern became a daguerreotype, he was trying to show me what his family looks like.

I am not sure what Pete (who is younger than Aern) was trying to do when he appeared as a cute blue elephant teddy bear in my bedroom on Palm Sunday 2010, but perhaps he wanted me to give one as a gift to my nephew, which I did.

My friend Wally and his brother, who are in their 60s, when they were growing up, saw a Jinn (appearing as a shadow person/hat man) in their washroom across from their bedroom. He would sit on their toilet. The washroom had no door and they wanted their Dad to install one. Because he didn't see the genie the two boys saw, the Dad couldn't understand why the request. They also had sleep paralysis for 5 years. No name for this Jinn.

Another friend of mine, B*, sees a shadow man, at his workplace during the night where he works. He hasn't found out the name of this Jinn.

A couple of weeks back I went downstairs at my Dad's home (Mom passed away Jan. 2010) to sleep on the sofa there, and while I did not see/hear Aern, I ack'd him by saying "Hi Aern". Five to 10 mins. later .... Boom, crash! All three of us (Dad, sister, and myself) heard it coming from the back of the laundry room. I had been trying to call Aern since Spring and this was his acknowledgment that he was present. I was just too tired to communicate that day.

See also:

Wikipedia - Djinn/Genie
IslamAwareness.com - The World of Jinn
Psychic-Experiences.com - Different Types of Shadow People
GhostlyTalk.com - Shadow People and 'hat man'

Thing That Goes Bump ... In the Daytime

So I was visiting my Dad and sister Pat Saturday. We were watching tv for a bit, then I got tired and cold. Sister and dog were on one sofa, while Dad was on the other. It was around 4.30 / 5 p.m.

I headed for the basement, and said a hello to Aern (the Jinn) whom I did not see or hear from, and lay on the sofa and covered myself with a comforter.

A few minutes later, I hear this loud thud coming from the workbench, which is at the back of the laundry room south side of house, I'm on the north side. I fell asleep.

About an hour later I wake up and walk back upstairs. Sister asks me if I heard any loud bang, and said that Dad had heard it too and had gone downstairs (while I was sleeping) to check it out. Everything looked in place. Sister says it sounded like a bowling ball falling down. We have no bowling balls in the house, so it must have been something else.

I think that Aern (the Jinn) was trying to tell me he wanted to get my attention so he could communicate with me, but this time I was much too tired to talk with him.

As it gets darker and darker, earlier on in the day, I'm sure that I might see or feel his presence more and more in the next months until about February when it gets lighter outside.

Zebra Vision

I can now confirm my Zebra past.

About a week ago I was meditating at home and I saw this moving image, not as large or as clear as the moving image of seeing Torres Del Paine, Chile, but different.

In this vision I saw some adult Zebras and Hyenas, and the image was moving forwards and sideways quickly. I guess to interpret this, our herd was being attacked by Hyenas during the night.

And here is an interesting thing. They say that some animals see all the colours, while others see only some. The vision was as if a red filter was applied. I read that Zebras have "night vision", so I guess this is it. Everything is a shade of red.

Unlike the memory clip of being a Great Horned Owl, my Zebra vision was monocular (view from a single eye at a time) - a much smaller field of view, as compared to an Owl's which sees binocular (widescreen, like human eyesight).

In the last few seconds of the vision, I saw a baby Zebra about 7 feet ahead and to the right of me, not more than a few days old, being taken down by a Hyena.

And so I know that using this vision, that I had reached Zebra adulthood, because the baby Zebra I saw was lower down from me.

Then the vision ended. Who was that baby Zebra?

And I have another question. I thought the Akashic Records (God's 'Book of Life'), where I am retrieving this past life info from, is supposed to store everything about what we have said and done, so why am I not hearing anything from the scenes, just the visual?

Shark Past Life in the Timor Sea (Northern Territory Australia)

Recently, when I traveled to Grand Beach for the weekend where I stayed with my friend's friend, my friend and his kids at his cottage.

On the Saturday night, I meditated for a bit and another past life memory was presented to me.

I began to see, in B&W, tentacled fish, swim towards me, and then disappear. Every time one would swim towards me, it would disappear and then another one would appear and swim towards me. There were about a 10 in the span of a minute or minute and a half.

The next day, when I asked my friend's kids "What kind of animal eats Octopus?", the older one said "a Shark".

So later on, I accessed the Akashic Record's metadata (information about information) about this event, and I came up with:

What: Shark (not a bottle-nose type)
Where: off the coast of Northern Territory of Australia, in the Timor Sea
When: 0 A.D. (2000 years ago)

That's it. No other information. No info on how I died.

I do know now that my Shark self is the part of me that is the aggressive part.

A Shark is considered like the "Bear of the Sea".

I'm also wondering whether before we incarnate in Human form, that we must live animal lives in various forms and that at least one of them MUST be a predator animal ... Great Horned Owl, Shark, etc...

Years ago, way before I got into spiritualism, whenever I'd look at my orange tabby cat, Tiger, he'd kind of remind me of how a Shark looks. Now I believe that he was also a Shark too in his prior animal past life. However I don't know what part of the world he lived or what time period.

In my experience, at the soul level, when I was in animal form and then my body died, I would spend between 300 and 400 years in the Heavenly realm, and then incarnate as another animal, so Tiger might have been a Shark back in the 1600s  or 1700s A.D.

See also:

Wikipedia - Northern Territory, Australia
Wikipedia - Timor Sea

End of Great Horned Owl Life

When I went for my first Reiki session on June 5, 2010 and the practicioner put her hands over my neck area, I immediately got this flashback vision.

The scene that I saw was at the edge of a forest - a treed area, and to the left was grassy.

There was an owl (me) sitting on a horizontal branch of this 200 year old tree. I estimated the time was about 1.30 p.m. in the afternoon. I believe I was sleeping at the time. Owls sleep during the day and are awake until part of the late evening and early morning hours.

Along comes this Mayan man. He is alone and is wearing a white or beige coloured tunic.

He draws his arrow towards the owl, and it strikes his neck and the owl falls from the tree within a few seconds.

Bye bye birdie.

The Reiki practitioner says that I do have a myofascial scar on my neck, so this could be DNA cell memory, going back eons - 1,400 years.

Nightmare - Winnipeg Natural Disaster Premonition?

Early this morning, around 6 a.m. I had a nightmare story that is part possible and part weird/impossible.

The first part is a scene at the Forks Market Plaza area. The sky is overcast, the way it's been the past few days, and there are some people walking around the area, then there is a HUGE tornado-like wind, and all the people scurry as fast as they can inside the buildings nearby.
Remember that tornados can happen in urban areas, like the one in Edmonton in 1987.

The second part of the nightmare is that during this tornado-like storm in Winnipeg, the cars are sticking sort of crashing into one another back fender to front fender - and they cannot get unstuck -- two cars together, sort of melted like that. How is that possible?

Anyone else have a similar nightmare recently? Is it a premonition of something similar to come?

Trance State - Particles and Waves

When I would enter trance state to see the ghost kids in the past few months, the moments before I 'd see particles like a star field come towards me inside the totally darkened bathroom.

But for the past few weeks, say since April, the star field has been replaced by a wave field.

What happened to change that? Is that another part of my consciousness, or another frequency?

Past Life Session 1 - June 2009

These are just the notes that my past life therapist jotted down while under hypnosis on June 22, 2009. Since then I have not yet gone back, but I have had other past lives memories come back to me, as written in other recent blog posts here. I fully believe now that the area I lived in during the lifetime described below was in the western portion of England, which is hilly, and that around age 20 I had dreamt of becoming a steeplechase racer, competing at Cheltenham, or somewhere similar.

• Age = 15 years old (1865)
  • Outdoors
  • Grass & Trees
  • Standing
  • Rolling hills, sparse trees
  • Alone
  • Male
  • Sandals on feet
  • Shorts
  • Hair brown
  • White skin
  • Rural England (what Town Name?)
  • Name = ?
• Description of our house
  • steep roof with red shingles
  • outside Tudor style
  • white with brown stucco
  • inside – chandaleer in entrance
  • 2 or 3 storey (quite large house)
• girl with blue & white dress (age 7?) - Marie?
  • walking right to left (friendlier than now)
  • resembles one of my sisters
  • man at top of stairs looking down
  • looks like current Dad
  • seems like he doesn't understand me
  • tension between him and I
  • Mom not there (maybe there, wearing dress)
  • Mom in older kitchen, with wood burning stove
  • Dad is the owner of the farm
  • Had others working for him
  • I did not help with farm
• Cat (1870)
  • Grey cat walking farm fence
  • Cat is in a happy mood
  • Short haired, age 5-10 years
  • Cat stays outdoors
  • family's cat
  • Nice day, feeling happy & peaceful
• I'm 20 years old (1870)
  • Another man (not Dad) who is leading the horse
  • Somebody who could help my Dad, who helped fix things around the farm
  • Dad is outside
  • I'm outside watching
  • Man has work clothes, not professionally dressed
  • Behaviour & health of horse
  • Now I'm talking with the man
  • He is a good conversationalist
  • He sends me to get my Dad
  • I'm walking with him (the horse behaviour man) & the horse
  • I'm on the left of the horse, he's on the right
  • He is a behavioural healer
    • being very gentle
  • I have nothing else to do
• Just live at home with family
• 25 years old – just a blank
• Death experience (1875)
  • See hills behind shore
  • Going underwater
  • Lake – like Lake Winnipeg, but in rural England
  • A few people are watching from the shore (about 10)
  • They see me going under water
  • Fair distance out fromothe shore (about ¼ Km)
  • Soul is separating from body & going to the light
• Lessons learned
  • To be kind (with a capital K)
  • Grow spiritually – round stained glass window circle shaped with red & blue glass.
  • Church – beige (not too big though)
  • More duty
  • Done Better – could have helped out more – had it too easy
  • Greatest fulfillment – none – just day to day – plain
  • More sadness or hurt – wanting a bigger family – too much loneliness
  • Help for current life – be more pro-active – initiating stuff – be more risk taking
  • Past life person saying to current life person – Go For It!
  • Present day to past life self – You did the best you could with the resources & surroundings you had (limited resources you had)
  • Do now? - More people in my life
  • This is a fuller life

During, and after this session, I had asked myself why I was getting this man to check out this particular horse. At first I didn't know whether I wanted to train it for horse jumping, or horse racing. But recently I re-discovered that there is a sport that combines BOTH...
I believe it was to see if it was worthy to be trained for steeplechase racing.


See also: 19th Century Past Life in Rural England - Cheltenham Steeplechase

Can you take it with you?

My last couple of posts deal with the subject of ghosts, or, stuck souls, that wear clothing like striped shirts, hats, and carry around their blue elephant stuffed animals.

This brings up the question. Common wisdom says that when we die, we can't bring our belongings up to Heaven with us, nor can we bring our monetary wealth, whether it be dollar bills or gold, or real estate.

But my experience with the paranormal over the last 3 and a half decades proves that, at least for souls that refuse to or can't go to Heaven yet, that they don't move around naked. But technically, how does this happen? If a non-"flesh and blood" spirit has a human or animal shape that can be considered par for course, but what of the other "stuff" that he or she may cling onto - like a favourite shirt, or teddy bear such as Stephen's Aurora brand stuffed elephant? After all, it is not made of human DNA, it is just fake fur and plastic eyes, but surely it is somehow created from the other soul's memory, or is somehow, because the fur and plastic also comes from God's creation - plastic is made from oil, which once were dinosaur remains.

I just wonder whether some other researchers have delved deeper into this, whether they have neared any conclusion to what exactly comprises the spirit world and how they can create or manifest non-sentient objects.

Blue Stuffed Elephant Belongs to Stephen

Tonight around 9.30 p.m. I entered trance state in my bathroom and saw Greg's two sons, Andrew and Stephen.

After a while of the boys sitting peacefully near me and sitting next to each other and things like that, I saw Stephen clutching the blue stuffed elephant that he showed me on Palm Sunday in mid-air in my bedroom. Stephen and his stuffed toy were not as brightly lit as on that Sunday, but I did catch a glimpse of it for about 2 seconds.

I have been asking since that day for them to show me who the elephant belongs to, and tonight I finally got my answer.

This also says something of my encounters with the pair. Unlike the "home movie" that Aern the shadow person has shown me that keeps replaying the same scenes of his son Joe monkeying around while undressing, before going to sleep, and then superimposed ontop of that the moving image memory of his wife as a bride on their wedding day where she walks from right to left, carrying a bouquet of flowers... the images of the boys are, I feel live, because they're different every time.

Spirit Contact Family Tree

Since November 2009 I have been introduced to 5 souls that have not crossed over for various reasons.

The first one I was introduced to was Jolly Roger Boy Hepburn, a 14 year old that I've written about in previous blog posts.

I'm not sure how or when he met the other family, consisting of younger kids Andrew, Stephen, and their Dad Greg, but it could be that little Hepburn was looking for a father-like mentor and I guess the 4 of them just became friends.

Sometimes I have forgotten to specify "Boy" (or Jr.) when calling for Jolly Roger, and instead a couple of times I have had this other male, an adult, who also has the nickname of "Jolly Roger" show up at my apartment.

J.R. Boy told me last November in a recording on the computer that he had a youger brother named Bob, but no contact has ever been made with Bob, most likely because he chose to go into the light when he died some decades ago.

Andrew and Stephen are brothers. They have a Ying-Yang sense about them. One says something. The other says the opposite. For example, I recorded them fighting over a technicality of whether I was recording or taping them. It's really a recording to magnetic media, but recording is the proper term. One would say "Is he recording us?" "Is he taping us?" Then one of them correctly concluded "He's recording us." I have also had recordings (EVPs) where they notice the blue wavy lines on the Audacity program. They have been known to fight over the mic. too. Yesterday Andrew, the older boy says to his younger brother, "give me that or I'll hit y0u.' So even in the spirit realm, where souls have not gone on to Heaven yet, they still can have issues with other souls.

These ghosts do sleep, and in trance state I have seen them sometimes more active in the earlier part of the evening and more sleepy later on. When they were more active I saw them put their hands to their mouth like a bullhorn as if they were trying to shout to me, and also put their hand to their ear to try and hear me. As the daylight has been getting longer, I was contacting (clairvoyantly) later on the day. They will start to rub their eyes, and just look more tired at 9 or 10 or 11 p.m. than at 6 or 7 p.m. My friend has human kids near the same age, and they should be going to sleep around 8.30 p.m. so I'll try and keep contact to before that time.

When I first was introduced to Andrew and Stephen in mid-February 2010, I was lying on my mattress in the evening and I felt a small human body crawl beside me, his left leg on the mattress and the right one kneeling or on the carpet. Then he whispered close to my ear "Come see what I look like, come see what I look like". The experience was just soooooooooooo cuuuuute.



On Palm Sunday I was sleeping and awoke to the sight of a wooden block with 4 rows of peg holes floating in mid-air near my b'room closet. Then it fizzled out. Then it appeared again. This time at the food of my mattress over head about 5 to 6' high. And it stayed up for a good 15-20 seconds, then fizzled out.



Third thing I saw was a blue elephant, and of course I know that elephants AREN'T BLUE, so it must have been a stuffed animal. I'm guessing that the wooden game piece was a cribbage board, and the stuffed animal both belonged to Andrew? The stuffed animal jutted forward in mid-air once, stayed there, then disappeared.

Hair Analysis Test Results (March 29 2010)

Today I received the results of the hair analysis done recently. There were 4 metals found that were a bit high.

Toxic Elements (ug/g)

(A=Above Range B=Below Range)

Aluminum 7.7 -- A
Antimony 0.053 -- A
Arsenic 0.054 -- B
Barium 0.43 -- B
Bismuth 0.004 -- B
Cadmium 0.044 -- B
Lead 1.1 -- A
Mercury 0.84 -- A

Rubidium -0.24 -- A
Selenium 1.3 -- A
Sulfur 53,200 -- A
Strontium 0.58 -- B

The N.P. doctor recommended a series of foot baths to take out some of this guck. However, upon further research, the foot detox bath is a SCAM. One does not need to put their foot in the tub to make the water turn a urine-like yellow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0-Ogaa4jZA

I will call the N.D.'s office in the morning to CANCEL my foot detox appts.

Researching 19th Century Past LIfe in Rural England

Last June I went for a past life regression (hypnosis) session, and in it found one of my past lives was living as an upper-middle-class farmer in rural England during the 1850-1870s period.

I don't remember our family's or my own first name from back then, so there is very little to go on.

All I saw in these visions were gently rolling hills, and a beach nearby and a desire to race or do horse jumping.

Doing more research this evening has lead me to possibly get closer to the locale where I lived during that time.

Typing in "hilly part of england farming" at Yahoo, lead to this page:

http://www.gpswebcam.com/England-Saunton-u1753.html

And searching Wikipedia for Cotswolds Hills found this page on the area:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cotswolds

Cotswolds has a large horse racing track called Cheltenham, which has a race called the Gold Cup - combining both racing and jumping horses.

http://www.prestburypark.co.uk/

The horse race track was moved in 1831 (still before 1850 A.D.) to Prestbury Park.
http://www.prestburypark.co.uk/

Prestbury Park "The village is known as one of the most haunted in the country with various famous ghosts making regular appearances"

"Cheltenham Racecourse is widely regarded as the home of National Hunt racing and stages some world class jumps and steeplechase events."

Interesting to say the least. So Cheltenham held BOTH racing and jumping events in the 19th century too. I guess I was undecided which one to choose to go with at the time... Horse racing means riding quite fast, but there is also a beauty to jumping.

Hmmm...

I think I'm onto something here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcCuIVn6egM

Animal Past Life Recalled - Owl in Southern Chile

Thursday I went to group meditation, and while our instructor was having us focus on balancing two of our chakras (solar plexus and the next upper one), I had this short past life recall.

I was flying through the air. Ahead of me was a mountain and it was dark coloured (because of the time of day). Directly below me and behind me was a grassland area. I sensed the time was early evening (like around 7.30 p.m.). The Sun was behind us, meaning we were flying eastward.

To my left was a beige coloured owl. He was looking forward, and then moved his head to he right to look at me. Then he turned his head again to look forward. When he looked at me it was as if to say "There, we've reached the mountains". Did I somehow get lost over the Pacific Ocean, and this other owl helped me get back to land?

Afterwords I "asked the universe" (the Book of Life, or Akashic Record) when this happened. I got the number 1400. Similar to when I recalled being a Zebra in Tanzania Africa 1,000 years ago, I just subtracted 1400 from 2000 A.D., leaving the time period of 600 A.D.

I also sensed this was somewhere in South America around the Andes Mountains. I sensed that these mountains were large, and it is true that the Andes are the second highest and longest in the world.

So, in database format

Animal: Owl (could be Great Horned Owl)
Time Period: ~600 A.D.
Continent: South America
Region: Andes Mountains

So I can now trace my soul, going back 1400 years. My friend thinks it - flying with an owl - just a loose metaphor meaning something else.

I sensed that this other owl was a male and that he was a bit older than myself. Could it be the soul of my buddy Wally? Could I have known him from back then? He does like South America, Machu Piccho, Brazil, in this life and has traveled to those areas.

See also:

Wikipedia - Patagonia Region
Wikipedia - Great Horned Owl
Wikipedia - Torres del Paine

"Jolly Roger" Hepburn 1893-1907

About a week after my uncle blessed our family's home, I was thinking it might be kinda nice to have a ghost buddy that I could help, ala Ghost Whisperer.

My "spirit guide", Daniel, found someone, a 14-year old boy with a nickname of "Jolly Roger" which is the skull and crossbones pirate symbol. He was introduced to me on November 12, 2009. His surname is Hepburn.

I did some recording of him on my laptop, but his voice is very quiet. I used audio editing program Audacity to boost the sound and to get rid of as much background sounds as possible. It is very difficult to hear on the computer. It was much easier when he communicated telepathically and would say things like "It's cold in your apartment". This was in late November / early December when Winnipeg had a frigid spell and the heat couldn't keep up, despite turning up the thermometer, the temperature went no further than 21 Celcius. Yet another day when I saw an orb light enter my apt. suite through the window and I asked who it was he said "It's Jolly Roger boy".

I would be ready to go to sleep and turn over to the left part of the mattress when I'd hear J. R. say "you're sitting on my neck". "Oh sorry J. R. I can't see you."

Another night around 11.30 p.m. I saw his tiny orb exit my apartment through the living room window. The next day I asked him where he went and he replied "I just went out for a bit," which is fine for me because it would be impossible for me to be his parent. I cannot ask that he stay in after a certain time. I am just his friend, nothing more.

One recording he gave me details about the circumstances of his death, and he said that he wants "proper burial for my pieces of bones". " What happened to him was that on or near February 22, 1907 he had somehow fallen through the ice on one of the Winnipeg area rivers (I sense though that it was the Red River).

I asked him whether he had any brothers or sisters, and he told me he had a younger brother named Bob (Robert).

When I had some time, I had gone to the Library to view the Free Press microfilm from that date. I may have missed it, but all I could see similar was a Mr. Hawthorne of Winnipeg had frozen to death while in Calgary. The story appeared on the February 23, 1907 edition. He was a member of the Canadian army and was in his 20s. Not the guy I was looking for.

When I first saw "J. R." I had to make a space as dark as possible with little or no light. That room was my washroom. I had turned off all the lights in the living room and closed the curtains. Closed the washroom door and sat on the toilet seat cover.

First there was an orange orb light near the floor. That's a sign that a spirit is trying to make itself visible. Then blue & white lights form and move about. Within a couple of minutes I could "see" J. R. sitting on the edge of the bathtub, blueish-coloured, with his hands on his face and looking downward. Then he'd switch positions and sit in the bathtub and keep switching positions every couple of seconds, always only giving me a side view of him. He had Harry Potter-like eye glasses and fairly thick light-coloured hair with sideburns, but not covering his ears.

Why I have not really seen him face on is that it is known that ghosts don't have eye pupils, so their eyes are completely black and I guess that he didn't want me to see him that way.

When a spirit is visible, so much energy is used up in manifesting in that form that there isn't enough left to speak. It's an either or decision.

More recently I wanted to try photographing him, and read that if you keep using the flash on the camera that this will encourage the spirit to be visible. Well, that actually did something else. I don't think he wants to be photographed because when I pointed the camera into the washroom, I saw this wavy light near the bottom of the doorway move to my bedroom and I followed the light pressing the shutter button. One particular frame had a grey transparent vertical rectangle on the right side of the image. I believe J. R. was doing all he could to prevent a photo of him. What I think this means is that it doesn't matter whether people "see" him or not, but that he somehow gets closure and can then ascend to Heaven.



I don't know how else to help this kid. I am not willing to go swimming into the River. That I do know. I wish I could prove through some kind of written account that he went missing back then and his body was never found.

What makes finding more details about him difficult are two things. He has not given me his real first name (unless it really is Roger), and secondly the Free Press has taken away access to its electronic edition at the Library. That would make it really simple to just type in the name Hepburn into the search box and have it look in the 1907 Free Press text.

I also do not know how many others he has communicated with over the past 103 years, and whether those others ever got any further than I have in helping him.

At least then he would become a Winnipeg documented ghost.

Since then he has told me that he does no longer wish to stay with me because he doesn't like sitting near where the cat litterbox is, and my bed is not wide enough for him to sleep on.

J. R. is a much more friendly ghost than Aern ever was and I wish to continue to make his cause known.

Grade 1 Reading List

Back in Grade One (1972-73) one of my favourite whole classroom assignments was to read 25 books within a certain time.

The list of primer books was written on a small file folder type paper, and at the top was a photo of each of us. There are also several coloured stars - one for each book read.

Unbeknownst and thankfully, my Mom kept this document, was rediscovered when we looked through her archive.

Some of the titles are very generic. The list doesn't include the author's name. I don't know if it would be easy to locate the exact book I read back then.

Here's the list:

1. Opening Books (by Mae Knight Clark, 1965, Macmillan Press)
   
2. A Magic Boy
3. Things You See (by Mae Knight Clark, 1965, Macmillan Press)
   
4. Worlds of Wonder (by W. E. Johns, 1962)
   
5. Bears on Wheels
6. One Fish, Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish (Dr. Seuss, 1960)
   
7. The Crate Train (by Seymour Resnick, 1966)
   
8. The Sign Book (about street signs?)
   
9. Stop
10. The Foot Book (by Dr. Seuss, 1968)
    
11. Sam & the Firefly (by P.D. Eastman, 1958)
    
12. Stop that Ball (by Michael McClintlock, Marshall McClintlock)
    
13. That Cat in the Hat
14. My ABC Book
15. Meet Mr. Mugs (by Martha Kambeitz and Carol Roth, 1966)
16. My Little Green Story Book (by Odille Ousley, David H. Russell)
    
17. The Twins Tom & Don (by Gertrude Hildreth, Allie Lou Felton, Mabel J. Henderson, and Alice Meighen, 1940)
    
18. Hop on Pop (by Dr. Seuss)
    
19. Lands of Pleasure (by Mae Knight Clark, 1965, Macmillan Press)
    
20. Our New Friends (about a new pet cat or dog?)
    
21. Fun With Dick & Jane
22. Peter's Family
23. Old MacDonald Had a Farm
24. Go, Dog. Go! (by P. D. Eastman, 1961)
    
25. Green Eggs & Ham (by Dr. Seuss)
    

Rewrite of the Apostles Creed Needed

Below is the Apostles Creed, as said shortly after the beginning of Mass:

I believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth.
I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord.
He was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit and born of the Virgin Mary.
He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended into hell. On the third day he rose again.
He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic Church, the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and life everlasting.
Amen.

Now I feel that changing part of it to acknowledge and be thankful for the whole universe, not just Earth and Heaven... And at the end we say "and everlasting life". How about adding a David Icke-ian "and eternal consciousness". So if it were up to me to change the wording...

I believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of the Universe.
I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord.
He was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit and born of the Virgin Mary.
He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended into hell. On the third day he rose again.
He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic Church, the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and eternal consciousness.
Amen.

See also:

It's ALWAYS right to give Him thanks and praise

Homemade French Lemonaide

SOURCE: Wikipedia - Berlin 1931

I was looking at the Wikipedia page about the fruit drink Fruitopia, which lead me to the page about the history of the Soft Drink, which had a subsection about Lemonaide, and how it was a French drink dating back to the 1600s A.D. - they made it with lemon juice, water, and honey. Sounds a lot better than the Minute Maid stuff you buy nowadays. So I tried it and it tastes great. You don't need to put 1/2 pound sugar into a jug...Use some liquid honey instead.

The story about French lemonaide said that people would walk through town with a canister of the refreshment on their backs and cups - instant small business!

"Can I see my family NOW?"

South River Heights part of Red River Colony?

I have a ghost story to tell you...

Thirty-three years ago (1976) I was just 10 years old and our family had just moved into a home in south River Heights a few months prior.

I remember going downstairs for some toy or book after school in the Fall, and back then we didn't have as many LED lights from gadgets like we have now. The basement was pretty much pitch black.

One day after school between 4.30 and 5 p.m. I walked downstairs and I could feel this "presence" of this older (approx. 50 years old) man. This happened several times. I was so freightened of him that I'd run to get my stuff and then run like Hell back upstairs, careful not to bump into the telepost.

One day this man showed me this lifesize Sepia-toned image of his family. I now know that this was just a still Dagerotype from the 1800s. The man was standing and to the right of him was his wife holding onto her husband's leg. To the right of them were their children - a girl and a boy.

I studied the image for a bit, before running upstairs to my room.

It was at that time that I was huffing and puffing and asked their names...

Me: OK, what are your names, starting with the father.

Father: Aern. (with a Brogue/Celtic/Gaelic accent)

Me: How do you spell that?

Father: A E R N

Me: What is your wife's name?

Father: Mary

Me: What is your son's name?

Father: Joe (in a humble tone)

At that moment I thought the names were being inserted by my own consciousness because Mary and Joseph were my grandparents name. So I never did get the name of the daughter. And I haven't gotten their Surname which would have made it easier to locate history records of them.

Over the years after 1976-77-78 etc.. I had gotten over the fear of going downstairs because I started to turn on the lights instead of just running from this "man".

In 1985 my heart changed and I was a kinder more loving person. One day I saw this "memory clip" that of this 7 year old boy who looked like he was just getting ready for bed. He had overalls on which he had just taken off. Under that he wore an orange, blue and silver striped shirt. It was Aern's son, Joe from the life-size Dagerotype! At the time I thought he was pointing at me but he was actually just one of Aern's memories. Joe was making monkey faces and was just being silly. I had seen this clip at least 4 times in the 1980s.

Then nothing. Until November 1, 2009.

I had taken my cat, Tiger, to my parent's home, and after watching part of a movie in the basement, my cat peered to the back of the basement doorway where the laundry room was. I heard Tiger say "Hello, hello, Aern?"

I gasped, and said to my cat "Hey, I remember that name from when I was younger!" Then Tiger says while returning from the back of the basement and lookking contented "gotta go, Aern". My cat looked like I was interrupting something between them and that they were friendly to one another.

So this past week was one in which everything that the ghost of Aern had just started to make sense. And he was such a good family man. I remember talking to him back in 1985... He would ask me telepathically ... "Can I see my family now?" repeating that for a few times. I told him at the time I wasn't sure whether he could go to Heaven or not because I wasn't sure whether he had done something to cause him to not go up.

This year has seen a monumental shift inside of me. I lost my first cat, Smiles, to abdominal cancer. I had him for 18 years. And other things at work and in the political happenings in the U.S. caused me to reflect on what it means to be "human" and where we go in the afterlife.

In June I became open to reincarnation and have been listening to David Icke and others on the topic.

So when I heard Aern's name called out by my cat last week it reminded me of all thatI had encountered of him since 1976.

My question is this... Was there a Red River Colony Settlement in what is now southwest River Heights? And if so, how do I find out more about this Aern guy and his family. I am sorry I couldn't find his last/surname. I don't know if he just doesn't remember it (head injury at death?) or I couldn't hear his ghost whisper voice clear enough.

Can you help me find more about the Red River Colony if there were families not just at the Rivers, but also beyond?

Names of my Guardian Angel & Spirit Guide

I have asked the names of my Guardian Angel and Spirit Guide.

The name of my Guardian Angel is Rexufufus ('Rexy' for short), and the name of my Spirit Guide is Daniel.

The name Rexufufus is a unique name. You won't find it by doing a Google search.

Tiger the Cat speaks with Aern the Ghost/Spirit

When I was a young boy of 9 or 10 -- when our family moved to their current home in south River Heights in 1975, whenever I went downstairs it was dark there. I always was so scared of being down there alone, and I would always rush back as fast as I could back upstairs.

I knew I saw some kind of dark coloured male spirit standing there watching me run from the basement and up the stairs.

And ever since I started to bring my 2nd cat, Tiger, to my parent's home, he never really liked being there much I thought. He would meow and meow and I always got the impression that he wanted to go back to my apt.

But today I guess because I've been opened again to ghosts because of my cat Smiles coming back twice in spirit form to my apartment (June & October 2009).

I brought Tiger over, and let him go downstairs for a bit. He meowed as usual, and in fact Pat, and Scully the Parrot, and Tiger and myself were all sitting down for a bit to watch the 1988 animated movie The Land Before Time on Laserdisc.

Pat went back upstairs because I had gone up again for some food.

When I returned I could hear Tiger talking. He was at the back of the laundry room, when I heard him say "Hello, Hello. Erin?"

So now this ghost/spirit has a name.

Now what do we do?

This and possibly more spirits have been present in the that space for possibly 100s of years.

Mom of course can't see them and of course she doesn't really believe in them because I believe she is "rational" and not really spiritual or psychic like Pat and me are.

Then Tiger spoke again from the back of the laundry room, while I was sitting at the other end of the basement but could clearly hear what Tiger was saying...

He said "Gotta go, Erin", meaning Tiger had to leave the spirit(s) and was going back to me at the other (north) end of the basement

As I remember Aern running scared passed him in the 1970s, he wore a dark cloak and a top hat, and his whole outfit looked like it was from the mid-19th century. So he must have been dead for at least 100 years before our family had moved into the home-space.

I used to be scared of this man figure I saw on my way upstairs, but now I feel so sorry for him. I want to help Aern (male version of Erin) to reach to the tunnel of light that gets his spirit & soul up to Heaven. I don't sense he is "bad" but that I guess in the old Christianity he probably didn't go up to the tunnel because sometimes Christianity scares humanity into making us believe that God is "vengeful" and "you're going to Hell if you sin".

I've discovered though that God really is more merciful than we let on to believe. If we have sinned a bit, as long as it is not major stuff like murder, then we basically do "Heaven time" and will one day reincarnate again into a new body.

If Aern and other human spirits had just let go and gone into the light when he had died over 100 years ago, his soul would have reincarnated into the body of a male again, and if he chose, he would have been born in Winnipeg with a new name -- God's way of totally forgiving our sins. I will try and communicate that to Aern if I see him again though. I don't want him to continue to get stuck the way he's been. I'm sure the rest of his family has been waiting for him in Heaven for a long, long, time, if they haven't reincarnated themselves at least once by now.

Jim

Smiles the Cat Visits from the Afterlife

My cat Smiles passed away on his 18th birthday, March 2, 2009.

Twelve hours later while at my parent's home I hear the voice of my Uncle Rudy say "Now this is the one I've been waiting for!".

Then in early May 2009 Fr. Brian Massie passed away and about a week or two later. I was playing a bit rough with my other cat Tiger when I hear Fr. Massie say to my consciousness, "Be nice to your cats, or you won't get to Heaven." "OK thanks for the reminder", I said. I was playing a bit rough with Smiles too, for his age, and was wondering whether I was making it hard on him and may have contributed to him dying when he did.

Then in early June I became opened to reincarnation when my sister Pat mentioned it.

About a week later I was at my computer in the early evening when I turned around towards my bathroom and I saw the back 1/2 of a dark grey transparent cat lunge forward into the bathroom. It was not one of the other cats because - get this - he was positioned near the top of the doorway, not on the ground, so it was not a shadow or reflection of some sort from Tiger or Herbie. It all but lasted about 5 seconds. I knew it was Smiles in spirit form.

Nothing happened since that time until last week, October 19th or 20th, when I had just started to climb out of the bathtub in the morning to get ready for work. It was about 7.45 a.m. As I was climbing out of the tub I grabbed my bath towel, and as I put it around my shoulder I saw Smiles run right past the left part of me very close to my head. As he passed my shoulder, he let one of his feet touch my shoulder, and then he was off, outside the bathroom, and disappeared.

Until these two ghost occurrences I had never seen anything in spirit form before, or at least if I had, I couldn't identify it.

Also, Smiles' spirit was dark transparent black (dark grey). In the two instances, I had not seen his face nor had I caught a glimpse of any white fur part of him like his underbelly.

So now through Smiles' two visits and also from seeing my purple and pink crown chakra (flower-like petals) in June I can confirm that the soul and the spirit are different. The soul is the multi-coloured being of light that we are that we see each other as in a deeper part of Heaven. The soul has no weight to it because of it being composed of light. It always stays the same colours. The spirit, on the other hand, is like a shapeshifter from a sci-fi movie. You choose your form before you are born, and once you choose that form you are that until you die. So a soul that was a cat in one life and then becomes human and will have met many different cats and humans in its life will be seen from the other's "sight" as being either a cat or a human.

I welcome Smiles to continue to visit me for as long as he needs to or for as long as he can. One day Smiles, Tiger, Herbie and me as well as others will all be up in Heaven romping around it and Rainbow Bridge. One day, we will return to Earth, in feline or human form, as children, as parents, and as cats.

See also:

PetLifeRadio.com - Paranormal Pets (Radio Show/Podcast)
Amazon.com - Know About Animal Afterlife

No More A Slave To Big Pharma

Since 2005 (and a bit earlier) I have had Type 2 Diabetes, and since early 2006 I have been on the pharmaceutical drug Metformin, which has been around since the mid-1960s.

At the time I had always told everyone that if I find a way to get off that drug I would happily try it.

I have concluded that Metformin and other diabetic drugs are but a "crutch" if we allow them to be. As human beings we are more than what we are told and that we can self-heal our bodies using natural remedies that have been around for thousands upon thousands of years.

So I actually started this in May 2009 when I became aware and awake to the phenomena of 'chemtrails' (or geo-engineering) our climate to make it cooler, ickier and less humane to breathe its air.

I sought a way to rid myself of the harmful chemicals like rat poison (aka Barium), and aluminium -- both being used to block our sinus cavities, causing shortness of breath, causing colds more often, having a skipping or 'palpitating' heartbeat, having the feeling of choking on gum in the middle of the night, but it's actually mucus.

I started with Bentonite and Oil Of Oregano. The bottle of Bentonite says you're supposed to take it with Psyllium powder, which was expensive too, but well worth it.

The Bentonite and Oregano I took for a few weeks, not regularly but every few days. And I'll say this now: if it weren't for my good friend James H. getting sick in May, I might not have discovered that these herbal remedies actually do work.

I hadn't noticed any difference until about the second week of September, and just like September 2001 when I tried a water fast, I drank 4 to 6 glasses of distilled and mineral (Jackson Springs) water daily.

By this time I felt the internal cells in my body and externally my skin cells to be created in a more pure state. It felt so good to feel soooo good again. I am 43 chronologically, but I felt about 18 again.

People around me at my workplace were hacking coughing, and I told them about Oil of Oregano. Some said they might try it, but they were the ones who were on 'blood thinners'. They let Big Pharma control their bodies and to become locked in, or dependent upon pharmaceutical drugs to maintain their illness rather than cure them.

So sad.

As the Bentonite began to clear out the gunk in my body, I began to notice also that my hair became softer and the skin throughout my body to become child-like soft.

I was off of Metformin, and I wasn't going to go back to it again!

I was waking up earlier too. No more pressing the snooze button on the alarm clock and being late for work.

Because there is 22% less Sunlight getting to us now than 30 years ago, I began to take 5,000 units (5 * 1000 mg) of Vitamin D3 daily, and sometimes take 6,000.

Flaxseed Oil is an essential oil that is Omega3 which is not produced by our bodies, and there is scientific evidence to say that those who have Type 2 Diabetes should eat Omega3 fish daily to control their blood sugar. So instead of eating a 'meat sandwich' like Ham or Salami or just whatever, I began bringing a can of Tuna with me to work for Lunch. Instead of eating it with a sandwich and mayonaise I just spill out the water and eat the fish directly from a plate.

If I drink some distilled water or a glass of milk, or cranberry juice with it, an hour or so later, I feel soooo good and have so much energy it is like I am light on my feet and feel so much energy I could participate in a running marathon.

The last couple of weeks I expanded my forte in cleansing my body by adding one or two cups of cranberry juice daily. I cannot easily tell whether I had any urinary tract infection or not, but I can tell that I don't have as much muscle pain passing urine as I used to.

And most recently I have discovered that lowering blood sugar and curing diabetes it is necessary to cleanse the liver too. I bought the herbal remedy Milk Thistle, which I found to irritate my abdomen the first few days, so I switched to Lecithin, which my Dad used to give us before going to school in the 1970s, so I have an association with that. I prefer the Milk Thistle also because going by what I've read about it, it can 'heal and repair' the liver and minimize any problems from gall bladder, which I've had for the past 20 years.

So I'm really feeling quite fine. One thing though. My blood sugars are still reporting around 30-ish. But even that will be lowered by another thing I'll be taking in almost daily -- Cinnamon. It has been proven through several scientific tests that putting 1/2 tsp. of Cinnamon into your tea, coffee, or hot chocolate it is guaranteed to lower your blood sugar by 25% or more after 40 days.