This woman has words of wisdom, hope, and love.
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Victory’s Affirmation: I AM calling on
A Vision for Cooperation
We picture a world where we have completely revamped the entire structure of our culture so that competition (except in sporting events) is a thing of the past; where no man, woman, or child is pitted against another in order to gather unto themselves the basic needs of life; and where – since there is such abundance and such an equitable system of distribution for our goods and services – all people everywhere are simply being given everything they need to survive, sustain and enjoy their lives to the fullest.
It is in this environment of non-competition and non-capitalism that we have learned to cooperate with one another, to help one another, and to support one another in fulfilling the dreams and desires each of us carried with us when we came to this beautiful, abundant Earth.
I AM, THAT I AM
I AM GOD IN ACTION
I AM HEALTHY AND WHOLESOME
I AM RICH BEYOND ALL MY NEEDS
I AM GOD CONSCIOUS
I AM THE COSMIC CHRIST
I AM THE KNOWER
“I relax and cast aside all mental burdens, allowing God to express through me His perfect love, peace, and wisdom.” ~ Paramahansa Yogananda
How to Practice Affirmations
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I had a dream about a unicorn with a woman’s face that played a trumpet. I was trying to recruit her into my organization but she disappeared. In reality, I took a singing gig, after a 17-month hiatus from the stage. Actually, I referred another singer for the gig and hung up from the agent. But the night before, I asked my Mighty I Am Presence for some income. So, I thought about it and Spirit said “I thought you needed some money?” So, I called him back and said, “I’ll do the gig!” He was so surprised and said, “You will?” So, I’m back to singing, again! Spirit also said, “If you have a gift and you don’t use then who do you have to blame for being broke?” ~ Mamayah El
What is blossoming now is your creativity, according to SiStar Myrah. She said, “I know you’re going to be fantastic!”
Celah Eliana Bey said, “I wish we could be there to wiggle our behinds!”
Mamayah El is open to singing, again. So, she will be doing a radio show on Truth Uncompromeyezed about Mamayah.
The radio show will be called Mamayah with Joan hosting weekly. SiStar Myrah will be on the first hour, weekly, and Celah Eliana Bey will come on once a month. The radio show would be a springboard for our national tour to discuss the importance of the messages from women in music, poetry, literature, and other materials.
It’s time for women’s voices to be heard.
Celah Eliana Bey said many women are looking for the answers. She knows people around the country who may sponsor our workshops.
SiStar Myrah knows people nationwide and internationally, who are responding to her radio shows. The number 9 is the transitional number. We are moving to the next level of our communication process. The radio show will take us to a higher vibration and lead to our nationwide tour.
MAMA turn all negative activity around. ~ Mamayah El (5:55)
We, the daughters of Earth, the Crones, that have been inspired in the spirit of compassion for the well-being of our ancient cosmic family are gathered to understand why you’ve connected this trio. Please demonstrate the magic of the power you have made available to us in service to the protection of our universal ancient family. Empower our ability and capability and aid our way as validation with the authority of our common purpose. We are one in the best interests of our family of antiquity in your essence as ancient of ancients. ~ SiStar Myrah.
MAMA please allow this trinity of women to naturally raise upright our fallen sisters to elevate them to their true celestial level in mind and spiritual substance. ~ Celah Eliana Bey
Ase, ase, ase!
In my 30s and 40s, I read a book, The Crystal Stair that discussed the three waves of ascension. The first one was on December 26, 2004, when 230,000 people left the planet when the tsunami hit Indonesia. Subsequently, over a half million people have left the planet as a result of tumultuous and catastrophic events.
The second wave will be on March 20, 2016, when all conscious lightworkers will ascend into the 5th Dimension, although we will remain in 3-D existence, physically.
The third wave [date unknown] will be the ascension of all the rest who remain unconscious. This ascension process has been implemented and assisted by the Ascended Masters, including:
I suggest the Mantra of Self-Ascension to assist you to rise easily through this moment.
SiStar Myrah said we are exiting Pisces, entering Aries, the Alpha and Omega. We are spiraling up to a higher level. We step into our Heru, our own 360 degrees of personal empowerment. Another ascension point was last summer, when an earthquake went down the east coast, stemmed out of Denver. People felt light-headed, thinking it was a gas leak, but it was not. It broke up their monuments – the Washington Monument and others of free masonry monuments. Big Mama said it was not an earthquake but a point of ascension, where we were stepping up to a new level. She said, “I’m about to separate the perpetrators from the authentice. I’m about to put these turkeys in their place.”
Celah Eliana Bey researched this and posted on FB – 3 ways of Ascension and the Photon Belt by Archangel Michael.
SIGNS OF BEING AWAKE from ARCHANGEL MICHAEL:
A friend sent this to Mamayah El, this week, on Facebook and it relates to this Sweet Crone Trinity:
She’s coming into her power. She’s a hot blooded woman.
She is no stranger to fury. Her nature is to protect.
Her fury takes a stand for her truth and her integrity.
Her fury creates boundaries to protect her own rights, the rights of all beings and the plight of the Earth.
Her fury motivates her to create change, it gives her the drive to act and to succeed.
But her fury is not directed against people and circumstances because she’s aware that “what she resists persists”
And she’s aware that her resistance and reactions to what other’s say and do are her responsibility not theirs.
She’s seeing how her mind and her emotions when riding on the back of fear are her greatest enemy and her negative projections are a two edged sword that affects the collective but pierces herself more directly and therefore more acutely. She is aware that her resistance is painful and damaging to herself and it weakens her effectiveness by creating resistance in others,
So she’s converting her fury to passion and commitment, she’s creating new ideas, new systems, and she’s being an example of what the world needs. Through her own life she is showing others the way back to love, compassion and cooperation.
She’s destined to blaze a trail to the new world of light
Her natural devotion to a higher ideal is her courage
Her bow is her incisive, practical intellect
Her arrow is her open Heart.
She’s showing up for her mission,
She’s riding the tiger of her fear, directing it to energize her power through her vulnerability and empathy.
She’s no longer willing to play herself down or play it safe
She no longer believes in limitation,
She’s able to shape shift herself or her situation
She calls upon who or what is needed to get the job done.
She has faith that her passion carries the blessing and the power of the Goddess and everything she needs will be provided.
She is serene in this knowing.
She is the new empowered feminine that is rising and making her mark in the world.
© Caroline de Lisser
Greetings Masters, I am Archangel Metatron, Lord of Light! I greet you all in a vector of unconditional love!
The Fall of Atlantis & The Master Temple Crystals of the Sacred “ARK”
Atlantis is indeed the missing link of Pangaea, located in mid Atlantic. We will share with you its story in detail below. But be aware Masters, not all of the great Temple Crystals of Atlantis were lost. Indeed some of you were involved in their rescue. [Read more]
Donald Trump represents the sounding of the trumpet. His birthday is June 14, a Gemini, opposite of December 14, Sagittarius, the birthday of Ausar. He’s bringing the KKK and white folks out of the woodwork to take their country back. This is the opposite of our expansion into our full consciousness, representative of Ausar the fire element, who was cut up in 14 pieces by Set, the father, the air element. Ausar started his last cycle of maturity in 2014, so at the end of 2015, it is time for all of this to be happening. ~ SiStar Myrah
In relation to Mamayah, Big Mama – as Ausar the fire element completes the winter solstice in December 2015, in Sagittarius, he resurrects into the air element, Gemini and the Father Spirit – Saturn, that rules Capricorn that represents the Daughter or High Priestess. Ausar becomes even with her. Capricorn is opposite Cancer, Mama. So, all opposites are reconciled, coming into equal balance to complete the whole and Daughter Earth can now ascend to the next level. 360 degree access to all the energy in the Universe. We’re in an infinite process of transformation in the Aquarian Age. In retrospect, Sagittarius and Capricorn, the son and the daughter, are equal and in balance with Gemini and Cancer, the father and mother. No more doom and gloom. We are rising to our higher level. Saturn is issuing out the Karmic Debt to those who have abused their power and gifts to those who have been abused. It is time for us to blossom and discover Mama Magic. ~ SiStar Myrah
Dream – Keep your dream close to your heart and your mind will know the answer. While your soul plays the chords, your imagination can be the dancer! ~ Diva JC
Since 1983, I’ve been building dream boards with destinations I wanted to visit. I began touring Europe in 1990 and visited most countries on my board except Ireland, Scotland, Egypt and India.
Presently, my dream is to develop multiple streams of income with rapid flow as I complete my PhD in Business Marketing, build my www.fyitravel.biz and continue to recruit members into www.wijsf.org to promote women musicians, globally. My goal is to find like minded people, who are interested in fulfilling their dreams and willing to do what it takes to do that.
Education – Now, in my fifth year of doctoral studies at Northcentral University, I see the light at the end of the tunnel. My projected completion date is January 2016. The next step is to travel to Fiuggi, Italy, where I will do research at Fondazione Adkins-Chiti: Donne in Musica on the economic status of women musicians.
Opportunity – There are several streams of income I have at my disposal including:
The object is to get ALL of these opportunities flowing rapidly!
is defined as modernization, restoration, redecoration, refurbishment, revamping,
makeover, reconditioning, rehabilitation, overhauling, repair,
rebuilding, redevelopment, reconstruction, remodeling, updating,
improvement, upgrading, and refitting.
So, when I had a financial upheaval in January 2013, I was forced to vacate my premises, where I resided for six years. I had three move-in options that all dissipated, one by one, leaving me homeless, that is, without a place to move my belongings. By providence, my friend MG, who was helping me move, had a vacant room in her townhouse. She said, immediately, “put your things in storage and move in with me for a while.”
This was music to my ears, at that moment, on February 13, because I had no idea what to do. I was in the middle of my own personal perfect storm, wondering how I could survive. There was my friend of 20 years, offering her love, support, home, and comfort. I had a little money, so the storage unit, truck rental, and movers were paid for. However, I didn’t have a job or enough money to pay to move into a place, by the end of February. Fortunately, my car was paid off, so I had reliable transportation. But how long could I stay there with her?
The best laid plans of mice, men, and Joan! Whew!
Turns out the Universe had a plan for me that was far better than my plan. I stayed with my friend in her townhouse, located 1.5 miles from Hollywood Beach, Florida, for six months, which was probably five months longer than she or I anticipated. We grocery shopped together, drank good wine and ate good meals together, and watched movies on her widescreen TV.
My room was comfortable and there was WiFi, so I could complete my PhD course assignments and do the work I do for my non-profit. I didn’t really know where I was going to wind up but I kept a positive outlook and when I thought about being depressed, my friend reminded me of the blessings I had. So, I sucked up my tears and thought about how fortunate I am to have a good friend like her and a cool place to live in the hot Florida sun.
Just to rewind, 10 years earlier, I was engaged in renovating four homes, two in Florida and two in Georgia. I had plenty of money in the bank and Home Depot was my store of choice. Now, 10 years later, my bank account was nearly empty and I was sharing a home with a friend. How things change in the course of life.
Never ever doubt the Universe!
In May, I was invited to attend a Women in Music conference in Italy. I laughed because I had about $50 in the bank and the airline ticket alone was $1,600. Lo and behold, my non-profit organization members and my friends donated $3.645 to my crowdfunding site at www.gofundme.com/jc-wimust and I was able to attend the WIMUST Conference from July 4-7, 2013, in Fiuggi, Italy!
Then, I continued on to the Umbria Jazz Festival in Perugia, where I met several friends, new and old. Finally, I took the train up to Switzerland, where I attended the Montreux Jazz Festival, and stayed a week with my friend who owns Seehotel Baren, in Brienz. Wow! How about manifestation! My seven days spent in Brienz were totally renewing and I got to visit with my dear friend Monique, who runs the hotel, after not seeing her for 18 years!
Upon my return to Florida, after 23 days of travel on planes, trains and in automobiles, I decided to renovate myself by cutting my hair. I had been twisting my hair for about four years and it was definitely time for a cosmetic overhaul. My cousin Paul Miller had a salon in Hollywood that I had never visited. So, I returned on Saturday, and went to get a hair cut on Monday, which is usually a closed day for salons. But Paul’s was open and he did a great job because I got so many compliments from the moment I left his shop.
So, now it was time to get in gear to move out of my friend’s townhouse. But where would I go? I put the word out on Facebook and in email that I was in need of a new place to live. BAM! Another friend sent me an email about a townhouse in Delray Beach, Florida, that would come available September 1, but I would have to share it with a young woman named Kat, who had a dog. UGH! Dogs are not my favorite things. But I needed to move. Still, I had not money, no job, and only a social security check that really wasn’t that much because I chose to take it early, at 62, since the government was screaming about cutting benefits and I didn’t want to lose all that I had paid into it, all my working life.
Ask and ye shall receive!
I took a ride 30 miles north to Delray Beach to see the place and fell in love with it, immediately. The wheels in my head started turning to make manifest this opportunity. I took photos of my room-to-be and the common areas Kat and I would share. Still, with no money in the bank, I had to figure out how I would pay the deposit and first month’s rent. I reverted to a child and went to my father, who agreed, immediately, to help me. I had to borrow from two other friends to pay for the truck and storage unit I would need, since all of my belongings that occupied my two bedroom, two bath I lived in from 1997 to 2013, would not fit into the townhouse. Up until the Saturday before the move on Sunday, I was $120 short. But my dear friend LH went to my bank and made that deposit that put me in the black. I was on my way to Delray!
The final blessing of the move was my son’s best friend, Sean and his son Sean, Jr., who packed the truck from one storage unit in a way that my bedroom furniture and kitchen table and chairs and whatever small items I would need could go right into the townhouse, and the remainder could go to the storage unit up in Delray. I was finally back in Palm Beach County, after living in Broward County for 28 years, with short intervals living in Atlanta, GA, with my daughter, in Shanghai, China, where I sang for three months, and in Europe, where I lived and toured from 1990 to 1998. I had “returned home”, as my brother Carlton, said.
Back in 2009, I was inspired to write a blog on Reinventing My Artistry. As all in nature renews itself, so must we humans refresh, reboot, re-energize, and recognize that we are ever evolving. I AM happy to know that my life is under renovation and that I AM moving toward my new selfhood.
One Final Note
Today, I took the opportunity to interest a dear friend in purchasing some of the art I had, since I owned Motherland Bridge Gallery back in 2001, in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. She took three pieces and helped me move five larger pieces to a consignment shop, where they were received, graciously. Trustfully, they will sell and give me enough money to repay my Dad and be a little further ahead, financially.
We teach people how to treat us.
If we allow people to cheat us or mistreat us, then, it happens.
If we push back on people, who fail to harmonize with who we are, usually things will change in our favor.
No mistreatment of any kind is comfortable.
Customer Service is a MUST for people doing business with other people.
The manager of a restaurant on Fort Lauderdale Beach has repudiated the opinions of nine customers, who chose to dine at this establishment. One customer received raw meat loaf and burnt veggies. Another received a hamburger with no fries. A third received what was said to be beef ribs, when, in fact, they were pork ribs and this fact was highly disputed by the cook, himself!
When two of the nine called the manager the next morning, neither received a response. When one of these two addressed the manager face-to-face, the following day, he said he never received her message. His response to meeting these two ladies of color was, “Oh, I heard about you. You are trouble.”
Treatment that is unacceptable must be discussed and this may be the perfect forum for that discussion because our destiny is tied up with how we allow people to treat us, how we give service, and how we receive it.
In my estimation, this manager has no concept of customer service nor does he care to know anything about it. The cook brought us dessert, after I said, “We should get free dessert.” He assumed that would be that. He never considered the other repercussions of this bad choice by nine hungry travel agents. He didn’t consider that we were there to review this restaurant for blogs, advertisers, magazines, newspapers, etc. He only saw nine people making trouble for him in a restaurant where two people were before we entered and only three others came in while we were there and their food came out before ours and we didn’t all get served for nearly an hour.
Now, this wouldn’t matter so much if this restaurant wasn’t in the heart of the vacation capital of the world, Fort Lauderdale, historically known for the decades of Spring Breakers and hundreds of thousands of snowbirds, particularly, Canadians. So, you might think that the health department would have some concerns about someone getting deathly ill from raw meatloaf. But neither the waitress and cook, who assured me that the pork ribs were beef (and one of our party took one of the ribs with her as proof that we had pork and not beef), nor the manager, who admitted that they were pork – not one of the three considered that any one of us -nine hungry people who made a concerted choice to eat at the restaurant, where two parties were living – could work for the health department and file a report that could close that establishment for good or write a blog that could be read by any and every person looking for the perfect getaway in South Florida.
Amid the variety of choices nearby, this group chose not to walk away from the property but to spend their vacation funds at The Village Cafe attached to the Fort Lauderdale Beach Resort. On top of that, three of us chose to dine at the Parrot, down the block from the resort, where we were served nearly burnt shrimp, mahi, and chicken wingettes that were obviously cooked in old oil.
Now, come on, the health department does enter the minds of the proprietors of these establishments, ever?
Your thoughts may be directed in the comments section below.
This vision I align with:
A Vision for Worldwide Efficiency
Adamma Holyheart writes: I would like to contribute the following for consideration to your Vision Alignment Program to be shared with your email group. I call it a Vision for Worldwide Efficiency.
We intend and envision from this moment forward that all modes of transportation, all business and industry, all forms of communications and energies, all educational systems, all medical and social organizations, all government bodies, the administration of justice and the correction of misdeeds are instantly and forever conducted with absolute efficiency; that time, natural resources, transference of information, knowledge, reason and righteousness are efficiently utilized and administered without waste or delay so as to attain a perfected world.
This year, after living in a spacious two-bedroom, two-bath apartment on a gorgeous lake for six years, I have uprooted my life to downsize.
Downsize. This is a word that has harassed so many people in the past decade that it is not funny. From the Tsunami in Indonesia and the more recent one in Japan to the devastation of Hurricane Sandy in the Northeastern states of America, people have been forced to downsize. A meteor actually hit buildings in Russia!
Something is in the air, causing human beings to re-access the value the place on things. Ownership is overrated. You learn that when a fire wipes out your belongings or when you move and realize that most of the stuff you have is from another decade or, in my case, another century.
Staying positive and not wallowing in the sorrow of being displaced has been a real challenge. Thankfully, I have friends who prefer to see me smile than cry. They have been diligent about keeping me upbeat through this time of change. Likewise, my father, brother, son, and daughter have offered words of consolation, agreeing that it was time for me to unload the heavy burden of high rent!
Now, I’m rooming with a girlfriend, who needed my help almost as much as I needed hers. This is such a blessing.
So, although moving from my beautiful lake traumatized me, I’m ok and far better off than the thousands, no millions of people who have suffered from the forced downsizing, resulting from natural disasters over the past two decades.
Ever the Grateful Goddess,