I’ve Waited A Long Time For This…
I’ve waited a long time for this. Pulling myself out of the quicksand has been more difficult than I ever imagined it would be. I knew that if I followed this calling it would be heavy, dark, and intense, but I also knew that it had to be done before the “soul” and “energy” could be the main topics of discussion. People often ask me why I do the work I do. My friends and family thought I lost my mind because politics, corruption, and sinister people were things I always stayed far away from, but they also understood why this work was necessary. The truth is, I didn’t want to do this work. I didn’t want to delve into the darkest corners of the universe and expose elements of evil I knew I would find. I didn’t want to trace the money to show all the ways it is…
Angel Stories: Powerful Experiences That Changed Lives
In a world where things often feel defeating during this spiritual battle, I wanted to share powerful experiences that lift people up, strengthen their faith, and show that we are never alone and love is the key to winning this battle. I put out a request for people to submit short stories to me, sharing their experience of encountering an angel – something that forever changed their perspective and beliefs. I had originally said that I was going to select three to share here, and mail a copy of my book to them. But what happened was amazing! I received over 50 submissions, and so I’ve decided to publish seven instead of three. Plus, I will be selecting some to read at the beginning of our weekly Dig It! podcast each week. And, I’m going to email a pdf version of my book to everyone who did not receive the…
Immerse Yourself in The Moments
I’ve always been one to live in the moment, capture my observations with the lens of my eyes, and fully immerse myself in the experience I am in with people, nature, and my surroundings. From the sound of a child’s laughter to the beauty of a tie-dye sky, the scent of a fresh bakery, the chipmunks sounding off in chorus, or the smiles on the faces of those sharing the moment, it is pure joy if you immerse yourself in those moments. I will never forget the moment I had with a hummingbird who flew up three stories over the edge of a deck to hover one foot from my face and hold my gaze with his eyes for what felt like a full minute. The connections we make with people, animals, and nature are profound. Whereas my mental notes, visual snapshots, and joy in every little moment have always…
A Short Exercise in Dealing with Fu*kery
When all logic eludes us because we are dealing with irrational masters of manipulation with cunning schemes to rule the world, it’s easy to get caught up in the ride and never exit the roller coaster. Step right up and get your tickets to the wildest show in town… You are in for an experience of a lifetime, just don’t hop on the merry-go-round. From the view of the merry-go-round it seems that everything around you is spinning, when in fact, you are the one spinning. This is exactly where you already are, so avoid the merry-go-round at all cost. Instead, you begin walking through the spellbound carnival filled with magicians and masters of illusion. You observe everyone’s fascination, as you study their trickery, to decipher each charade. Just to be safe, you occasionally meander into the house of mirrors to check yourself and make sure you’re not regurgitating or…
What The Plandemic Can Do For Our Evolution
By James Fitzgerald I was never labelled as a conspiracy theorist because my position as a newspaper editor gave me license to call out the consensus reality — and my stock market advice always made people money, which gave my other musings credence. That said, I am no longer a conspiracy theorist because the people in the stores with plastic bags over their heads and the ones jogging in the countryside wearing formaldehyde and Teflon-infused surgical masks have superseded me in the crackpot stakes. This plandemic saved my life. I had been commuting 60 miles a day; getting up at 4am and returning home at 10pm. When you’ve sat on a cramped and stuffy coach for three hours in heavy traffic for the second time that day, after a long spell in an office, you start to entertain notions of spontaneous Ascension or becoming a dry-stone waller. After the first…