“Peace Now” “Give Peace a Chance!”, “Peace on Earth” without specifics, these declarations make me wince. They are so non-specific as “peace” can look like anything. Please consider[1]this. What bugs you anyway?  That you might pick another’s cause distracts you (not that that’s bad, just different choice of focus). Peace, as I have experienced it in my…

“Because I can”

“Because I can[1]…” There are many things I can’t fathom, nor would want to. The cruelty that people inflict on each other… for some momentary victory, that might leave a bunch of fallout, seems astounding. It’s like watching pigs rutting out in their pen, after eating their young.  Why would someone purposely harm a child…

Letting Go, or Trying to…again (L.D.# 4)

I’ve tried to let the Love Daemon Entity go with banishing rituals, over a thousand dollars in therapy bills, and yet, here I am 10 months later still possessed by a spirit with eyes. Ugh, it fills me with passionate love, sadness, and desperate longing- often several times a day- that is where the terrible part comes in; it has been very distracting even when I’m doing other stuff, not unlike having a tic.

Heroes, AKA Creators of Pyramid Schemes and Spirals

I. What is a hero? Someone we look up to. Someone who does or attained something we believe we can’t do for ourselves?! “a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities”, from a Webster’s. Who are our stars? Who do we want to emulate? I mean, who doesn’t want…

When we are disembodied

As a disembodied entity, your'e sensing patterns are based on frequency. We essentially of course, are frequency. At any one moment, we are shifting of course in relation to eight major, but potentially an infinite number of, sensory inputs be they real, or via our mirror neurons. Our frequencies are the summation of all our…

Possession (L.D. #1)

This is really the FIRST of several posts. I am still a pre-novice in Word Press! The second is, "Love Daemon", and last, or next to last, I haven't decided yet, is, "The Healing". I hope this helps at least one person feel they are not alone in having an out of control response to…


“I am paddling my spirit boat. The current is gentle, water flat, and I arrange the altar crystals towards the front of the boat. I contemplatively rearrange them on the right side of the bow to make more space for spirit to come in.

Moving them, I spy an dark glassy-eye embedded near the midline. The being almost bulges and seems to want to be released. As I coax and gently tease at it, it slowly winds and unwinds like an exposed worm around my finger. It removes, elongates, and unfurls like an origami structure. Lightens in color. As if focuses on me with acknowledgement, it blooms to the shape of a bird.

Spreading wing-like structures, my entity sets forth as an elegant ibis to land on a rock wall high above. Returning to it's perch until needed again. Settling into being a pale celestite icy blue sculpted bird overlooking the traversed watery passage.

This happens twice again. With the Beings released, my boat is lighter and guided more surely over deep waters."