I FOUND THE ANSWER IN A LEAF

New York City, November 14-16, 2008
Lee McCormick’s Spirit Recovery Journey
Title: I found the answer in a leaf.
By Michelle Larson
Structured religion has never spoken to me. I have experimented and dabbled
throughout my life, always with the same ultimate outcome…a feeling that it just
doesn’t fit. Living a moral, caring, sharing and loving life has become what I try
to achieve.
As I delve into my forties though, the question is raised – can I follow my own
moral compass, have a higher purpose, feel enlightenment and grow as a human
being without sitting on a pew on Sunday mornings?
I have read dozens of books that say it is possible, yet after the inspiration of the
read fades and the attempts to consistently apply the methods have failed, my
search would begin again. I have traveled the world and found myself enchanted
with the peacefulness of the Hindus in Bali, the Buddhists in Thailand, and
appreciate aspects of Christianity practiced in so many countries around the
globe. Can elements of these, and something entirely different be combined to
create a customized path that I can follow?
It wasn’t a coincidence that I was sent on assignment to cover Lee McCormick’s
Spirit Recovery weekend in New York City. Although I didn’t have a clue what to
expect, my mind and heart were open to the possibilities ahead.
Twenty participants gathered in a dance studio on the fourth floor of a
downtown high rise. The hustle and bustle of the city seemed in contrast to
where I felt my mind needed to be for spiritual enlightenment, but I was going
to leave my preconditions behind and let it unfold as it may. I was just happy
that no one was wearing a purple jogging suit and KoolAid was not available on
the refreshment table. We all took off our shoes and set up chairs in a circle in
the middle of the room. Many people knew each other from previous retreats.
For me, this was a testament to what the experience had to offer.
The first half of the day was spent in our circle with Lee guiding us through the
Toltec philosophy and how we can apply it to our lives. Don Miguel Ruiz’s Toltec
wisdom book, The Four Agreements, was referred to many times. The
agreements are:
1. Be impeccable with your word: Speak with integrity. Say only what
you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip
about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and
love.
2. Don’t take anything personally: Nothing others do is because of
you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their
own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of
others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.
3. Don’t make assumptions: Find the courage to ask questions and to
express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as
you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness, and drama. With just
this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.
4. Always do your best: Your best is going to change from moment to
moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick.
Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-
judgment, self-abuse, and regret.
Lee explained that in the Toltec teachings we are born unconditionally loving
beings, and then we inherit our legacy of judgment. Every human being is
unique with their own experiences, emotional triggers, patterns of responses,
etc. We could all be listening to the same conversation and each of us would
interpret it differently. We only hear what we choose to hear and then we let the
voices in our head take over. But, we are not the voices in our head; we are
simply the one listening. Our minds can turn a simple statement into a mini
series. But, if we stop, feel the emotion, whether it is pain or anger, then ask
ourselves, “Is that the truth, or is it a lie?” If it’s a lie, move on.
In turn, we are completely responsible for how we deliver our message, but we
are not responsible for what others hear. With awareness, we can take
responsibility for our thoughts and actions. The bad agreements we make with
ourselves make us miserable. If we don’t like where our life is going we should
let go of old knowledge and bring in new knowledge. Reprogram and change our
story. Instead of creating a novel too heavy to lift, filled with drama, and tales of
how we have been victimized; we can write a beautiful story that everyone
wants to have a chapter in. Free will gives us the power to recreate our reality.
We can make our lives something that we are happy to show up for.
I then nervously raised my hand and asked the question, “What if your story isn’t
something that is easily changed? What if your father has disowned you and
your whole family is suffering because of it?” Lee said, “That is a perfect
question for what we have in store after lunch.”….”Ugh!!”
After lunch Tian Dayton, who holds a Ph.D. in clinical psychology and an MA in
educational psychology, joined us. She is a therapist in private practice in New
York City. Tian’s warmth was felt immediately. She explained that we would be
doing a pyschodrama.
The purpose of psychodramatic role plays is to resolve through action insight
rather than talk alone. Through role play, thinking, feeling and behavior emerge
simultaneously to allow for a fuller picture of what is being carried in the psyche
to come into view. “Role reversal” allows the protagonist to actually stand in the
shoes of other persons in the role play in order to see the self from the position
of the other and to actually experience being “in the skin” someone else.
I was asked if I would be willing to be the protagonist with my situation. With
heart racing and palms sweating, I agreed. Tian asked me to choose people from
the group to play my family members involved. I chose someone to play my
mom, my dad, both of my sons, and my ex-husband. My cast family and I all
gathered in the center of the circle. I began by speaking to my mom. I faced her
and held her hands. The tears flowed. I said, “I wish that you and dad could
have found a way to communicate with each other about your problems and
your issues. I think it would have saved us all from some of the suffering we are
going through now with your divorce.” Then I switched roles and stood in my
mother’s place. I responded as my mom, “I wish that we could have done that
too honey. I can’t change the past though. I can only do my best now.” I then
stood in front of my father. I swallowed deeply and through my gasps from
crying said, “How could you disown me? What is wrong with you? Don’t you
have a heart? I have children and I can’t imagine my life without them? I know
that this is the worst time in your life and I want to help you through it, but you
won’t let me in. You hold on to your anger like an appendage. Is this working for
you somehow? You disowned your mother and your brother fifteen years ago
and you didn’t look back. How can you be so cold?” I then switched roles and
had to stand in my father’s place. I responded as him, “You just don’t get it. I’m
done with you people.” This went on, back and forth for about 45 minutes. It
was gut wrenching, but with Tian’s guidance and the help of the brave people
playing my family members, I got through it. In the end, I felt sympathy for my
father and I knew that I could have a happy life, with or without him. I resigned
the idea of being able to control anyone, but me. Tian had me assign an angel to
look after my dad. And Lee gave me an amazing gift. He told me that the next
time I see my dad, go up to him and simply say, “I’m going to love you whether
you love me or not.” I resisted the idea at first, but the more I let it sink in, the
more I knew it was exactly what I needed to do. It was time for me to take
responsibility for my own emotions and actions. My father’s response doesn’t
matter.
After more than an hour of playing out my psychodrama, I was beginning to feel
guilty that I was taking up too much of the group’s time with my problems.
When we were done, Tian asked each person in the group to tell me what they
thought and how they could relate it to their own lives.
What happened next has changed my life forever. I was overwhelmed to
discover that each person witnessing this painful exercise was able to apply it to
their own lives and their own story. Some had gone through a similar scenario
and identified with me, while others related to my sons or my mother. It was
amazing. And honestly, I really feel like I’m done with it. I can move on.
Whether acting out the drama or bearing witness to it, this is an incredibly
powerful way of resolving painful relationship issues and connecting people
together. The love in the room was palpable.
More members of the group opened up and freed themselves from the part of
their story that wasn’t serving them anymore. One grieved over the love that she
never received from her mother. Another woman showed us the pain that she
feels being a black woman in a society that sees beauty as blonde haired and
blue eyed. And someone else worked through her horrific childhood filled with
abuse. Our stories were different, yet our pain the same.
Saturday felt like a reunion of twenty best friends. Lee continued his teachings
and we absorbed his words like a bunch of sponges. We walked along the river
through the city with our minds and hearts open. We visited The Chapel of
Sacred Mirrors, an incredible gallery of work by Alex Grey where a series of
paintings allowed us to see ourselves and each other as reflections of the divine.
At night we met in Time Square for the spectacular theatre production of The
Lion King. We had dinner at midnight at a New York style deli. Getting to know
each other and ourselves.
Sunday, our last day, was met with mixed feelings of being elated from the
experience and the connections, but also a real sense of knowing that it was
about to end and it would be up to each of us to continue the practice.
We gathered in the morning, getting ready to walk to Wall Street. Lee asked us
to keep our minds clear and focused on the answer, whatever that meant to
each of us. He asked us to look for something that was symbolic of the answer
as we walked. The group divided into small groups and talked and laughed, like
close friends do. I walked alone for a bit and I took in the beauty. The fall leaves
covered the streets and sidewalks with a blanket of gold, amber and ruby. I
picked up a perfect bright leaf and decided that this was my answer. A leaf holds
tight to the tree until it can no longer hold on, eventually it has no choice but to
let go, the cool breeze picks it up and carries it away from the only place it has
ever known, but the leaf knows it is time to fly and land where it may.
I place the leaf in my pocket.
We arrive on Wall Street and the mood changes. Lee asked us to gather close, to
close our eyes and feel the fear that is encompassed in this space. Then he told
us to turn to see Trinity Church at the end of the street. It was glowing in the
sunlight and wrapped in shadow; a magical sight. The bells were ringing as if to
say, “I’m here. Don’t forget what is important.” We walk to the church and enter.
The energy inside was in startling contrast to the outside. There was such peace
in this sanctuary. We allowed it to sink in. Lee then led us out the back door of
the church into a beautiful old cemetery. We gathered again and closed our
eyes. Lee asked us to think of it as a place of change. He said, “Pick up a leaf
and walk alone in silence, contemplating what the leaf signifies to you. Hold on
to it or let it go. It is up to you.” With my hand in my coat pocket I touch the leaf
that I picked up earlier and thought, “Was that a coincidence?” I told myself to
not over think it. Pulling the leaf from my pocket, I held it gently in my fingers. I
slowly strolled along the cemetery path. After a bit I stopped in front of a
beautiful group of tombstones and I released the leaf, watching it fall…letting go,
letting go, letting go.
To say that I am grateful for this experience would be a vast understatement. I
have made genuine connections with the most warm-hearted, loving people. I
have a new view of myself and what is possible. I am excited for the journey
ahead.
My new question is, “What would LOVE do?” I like it. It fits.

Moments in the Sand

Last night I realized how much the world has changed since I was a little boy. I was moved and proud to be who I am and to see that the people of the Unites States had come to open the realm of possibilities and step beyond what we've lived with as fear of anything we can't control or pretend to be true no matter what, for so long and allow the unknown,potential, hope, courage to lead us into a new opportunity to recreate The United States.

This morning after I took Bella to her Escheula del Mundo in San Pauncho, I came home to a beautiful swell, 3-5foot surf, light breeze, clear skies and that soft feeling in the air from last nights rain storm. As I stood on our terrazzo, looking out across the beach to the surf break I was Me, capitalized because I was the Me that's always been there underneath whatever personality I was in or role I was playing. That "Me" has been surfing since I was 12 years old, today I'm 52 and you know the feeling, the love, the mystique and lure of La Mar, the ocean, is the same as always. She is in my blood and her waves flow through my heart, salt, sand and all. Most afternoons after school I take Bella who is 6 to the beach in front of the house for "Ocean Swimming Class". It is our official time to be Dad and daughter playing in the legacy of so many of my dreams and I see her falling in love with the same sea and sand that I have loved all my life.

I talk about "legacy" a lot these days. We all inherit a legacy, many in fact. There's the legacy of family, then the legacy of religion and country and beliefs and behaviors etc... We pass these legacies on to everyone we meet and love. We pass them on to our children and share them with our friends, spouses, and co-workers.

Yesterday in the U.S.A. a new legacy was created and for a lot of people an old one died. We have been dragging around a lot of legacies that need to die or are already dead but we refuse to see that their dead and we drag them with us demanding that they are still relevant and ok.Prejudice is one of these legacies, just an example.

As I share one of my legacies with my daughters on the beach in Mexico a brilliant, courageous man has created a legacy for the entire awake world to look up to and that's a legacy of perseverance and hope.

So what's your legacy? What did you inherit that is not true any longer that you'd be willing to let go of? What legacy do you share with the world around you and especially with your children? Our bodies are short term rentals in this world but our legacies are the blueprints for the world that will be inherited by those that come next and with our awakening that legacy will be one of courage, light,love,honesty and change.Change is proof of life, when change stops that's when we need to be worried.

Blessed be the ones who are willing to dream the great dreams that lead others to freedom. We always have a choice.

My Bella is calling me, it's time for "Ocean Swim Class"...Support those legacies that bring love into your life and be done with the ones that bring suffering and fear.Let Mr. Obama be an inspiration and be the change. We are here now for a reason..this is our Moment in The Sand...Vaya con Dios, Lee

Day of the Living, Day of the Dead

It is November first, last night was Halloween. The time when all the scary creatures of the unknown come out to play. The unknown seems to be a terrible place for the minds of modern peoples to go.To appease those scary spirits we give them treats and turn away to the light bright comfort of home.It's really perfect that Halloween is a children's holiday cuse the truth is our children are of the unknown.No matter how we may try to direct them and mold them, support and demand of them they are who they are and will do what they will do.No matter how hard parents may try you can't "make" your children be what you want, we do not know how their life path will unfold. There it is , the unknown, living right there in your house with you.

In Mexico we have the ancient ceremony and celebration of Day of The Dead, dia de Los Muertos. That's a double unknown. First of all there's our world , the one we see, touch, taste etc..then there's the other world where all our deceased relatives have vanished to when they checked out of the "known" world of our everyday life.On Day of The Dead our relatives spirits are invited to come back for a visit and celebrate with the in a body members of the family. All the favorite foods, libations, smokes , pets, clothes , all of that is placed on a family alter to entice the spirits to come home for a visit.Such a cool ceremony to have in a body humans acknowledging that we don't know where we go from here but we do go somewhere that's largely unknown and it's possible that all of us can hang out together again.

I know those that have been close to me and passed on have never left my memory and in some ways are still alive in my stories and heart. They left the physical world but are still very much alive in the etheric world of my memory and emotion.I still talk to my Dad when I'm driving around the Ranch looking at the cattle and horses and often speak to my step Dad when I smoke a good cigar. Those were connections we shared and are still connections that live on with me. They are there, no doubt.

Today, November first is the Day for the children that have died. The families will gather at the Cemetery and lay out spreads of the little ones favorite things and remember them back to spend the time together. That Love doesn't die and so that love reconnects between the worlds to create one bridge through time.

November 2 is the day for the in body and out of body adults to share a day together. We have an alter on our front porch. Lupita, the 16 year old that helps baby sit Lola brought a beautiful picture of her Grand mother, her favorite Grand ma. Mee has her Mom's picture and I have some cigars for A.D. and will put a cold beer and some boiled shrimp out for my Dad.Our alter is lit up with candles and fresh flowers, pictures and pieces of the past that keep us connected through space and time. So for the next two days the living and the dead will be sharing hearts and memories separated only by the sense of touch.It's the love that makes the touch special anyway so love a little more and your really not missing anything at all.

The unknown is one of my closest companions these days. From the unknown I've made up my beliefs and stories of my known.In a lot of ways I am not comfortable when I'm surrounded by a world that's too familiar. The unknown is the realm of potential and possibility. The unknown is where creativity and God dwell, passing through us when we are open enough to allow the unknown a chance to move through us.Life is just too flat unless there's a pinch of fear to keep me on my toes and in the moment.I trust my choices today and not knowing is a life line to allowing that trust to live through me creating as we go. Not knowing makes the Day of the Dead a family reunion of magic and color.Maybe that old saying about the only thing to fear is fear itself fits better if you add the only thing to fear is living only for the known.....Saludos, Lee

Dylan

Lately, I keep listening to old Dylan songs.Seems to be a perfect soundtrack to life as an ex-pat gringo surfer losing his Human form in the warm water and green jungle lands of central Mexico.

I was 12 in 1968 when I first realized there was some power in the sounds and feel of Bob Dylan's music. At 12 I wouldn't have put it like that but that's what was going on. I could feel it then. That vibe resonated with what was happening in the world at that time...frequency melding, mirror to the world, as one singer-songwriter saw it.

The next generation of that vibe, the present day energy of "somethin's happening here"...although there's no "Man with a gun over there"there may be a camera or a listening device from the stars watching you now....point is the paranoia sure hasn't paled with age...these days the paranoia is the forte of the media and our political leaders. They aren't even stoned and they feed on that stuff like a great banquet.Worse than that, we eat it..like junkies going crazy for something they know deep inside ain't good for them and they do it anyway. Addiction...the humans are seriously addicted to the frequency and emotional energy of fear and anger, judgement and self -importance.

Watching the world go around I can see what I think I remember seeing in the late 60's. The life that was once upon a time normal is disintegrating into the truth. Dylan tells a lot of personal emotional truth. All the qualities that were so cool about his music then are back.

I've learned something over the last few years...when the truth is coming to town a lot of shit is going to hit the fan. Well, it's not really shit, more like all those distorted lies and stories that have no truth too them, they hit the fan. Can you imagine if the truth was to walk into our American Dream and all the lies, all across the board, were called out ? Of course it would have to start in our little homes and communities, we the people would have to be willing to be the change we were looking for.

Levon Helm sings about it in The Bands "The Night They Drove Ol' Dixie Down"..."Virgil Cain is my name and I served on the Danville train"....So Your gonna have to serve somebody, got any new ideas for life in the 21st century cuse the 20th century version can't take on much more water till that ships going down..Swimming with the rats ain't much of a future...

The good news is we humans create realities with each choice, action, thought and belief so it's only resistance to the coming of the truth that will bring more pain, fear and suffering. We can bring heaven to Earth, will we? Como no..It's All Over Now Baby Blue...I Shall Be Released.....Vaya con Dios, Lee

Carousel

My experience in life shifts and stretches, appears and vanishes, it's all so etheric and compelling. I love showing up, I ask for more life, more living and always more comes until I say "this has to slow down or get more focused". The little things continue to be the most meaningful and the big things seem not so real or interesting.
I live in the flow of the world and I hear from far beyond where this world would seem to end.
As I've come to realize the power in taking myself apart and looking at Me and asking all the questions that I ask about me and what I think I know and where I think I am, I continue to find that I'm not what I want to believe about me. I don't have a definition of what it is I would say I believe I am. Somehow my interest disconnected from being interested in how I think about myself.
The world spins like a Carousel. It's a lot of work trying to spin with the world. It's a lot of work trying to spin with me, my wife says it a lot, my little girl told me last week she's tired of travelling all over, "Can't we just stay in one place for a whole time Daddy?"
If you stop and looked back through your life can you see how you inherited a particular wave and motion that you've carried on. It's a frequency of legacy and it is definitely heritable. I can see mine and I smile and wish I could give my Dad and A.D., my step Dad, a hug. They gave me this intense appetite for living and doing and being as good at whatever I'm doing as I can be.My Mom taught me to see the beauty in the world. She also taught me to not take no for an answer..that ones been tricky..and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
My Mee, that's my wife, last week she went through the medical maze of American medicine. I'm grateful for it but sometimes it's too much too fast without a lot of stepping back and seeing the whole picture first...but that's what makes the insurance, medical testing, hospital staffed biz go round. A lot of people doing great work but it is a bit manic between waiting for hours to see the doctor.
I thank this amazing creation we call life for putting me and Mee in the same orbit together. In some ,sometimes, bizarre way we are a great match but you'd never see that based on your standard personality or census questionnaire. We are not a rational fit, we are a magical fit, way better for the both of us.
Having her need all the medical assistance woke me up to the memory of mortality. We are both here until we're not and I would miss her more than I can imagine if she was not around to love me and sometimes drive me crazy....that's life isn't it.
So maybe stop a minute and consider that there's no one in your life that is guaranteed to be here in the morning. You might send them all your love and gratitude , it only takes an eternal moment and it's as real as the floor your sitting on.In fact the love we share goes on forever and the floor , it only lasts til the real estate values make it obsolete.
Thank you for this day Father and thank you for this Heart of mine Mother...and thank you for never leaving us alone here....Saludos, Lee

In GOD We Trust

IN GOD WE TRUST

It has always amazed me to read this legend in the coins of
the US. And even if I lately have learned to admire and like
this country in many ways, I think there is nothing that is
farther away from the truth, not meaning that in my country
is different, but here I don’t read it in every coin,
reminding me of where we put our trust.

If we trusted God we would not have the need of trying to
control everything, we would know that He or Life is a
greater intelligence than we are and would enjoy what is
there instead of suffering for what is not.

If we trusted God, we would know that her creation is
perfect, complete and divine, that we are part of this
beautiful art and we would not compare, judge and criticize
everything and everybody.

If we trusted God we would know that we have always been in
his heart and just have forgotten who we really are. We have
always rejoiced his heart and are home in him, playing for a
while in forgetfulness.

If we trusted God we would know that this beautiful Earth
is a paradise where there is enough for everybody if we
don’t create hell ourselves.

If we trusted God we would know that we can remember our
divine essence if we learn to listen to the content of our
mind and decide which thoughts I want to believe and which
are only chatter of the normal functioning of an amazing
instrument.

If we trusted God we would have more fun and play, knowing
that we are taken care of and are loved without conditions,
that we don’t have to try so hard, that we don’t have to
justify our existence and that being our selves is not only
enough, but beautiful.

If we trusted God we would not be afraid of crises and
change, we could be able to flow and not suffer imagining
horrible possibilities that will never be.

If we trusted God we would know that the divine purpose of
our existence is to let Life be through us and to be every
day more like our original design.

If we trusted God…we would be in heaven already here and
now.
Let us grow in trust for our own freedom and happiness.
Trust in God, in Life in us!!!



This was sent to me by my dear friend Mahru Ahumada, a beautiful person and good friend from Mexico City.
Sometimes all this work we do seems seperate and out of touch with the world. Like being happy and grateful are just not that easy. Well, grateful and happy are easy, it's the not complicating everything that's not easy. Because we don't know how to live life without complicating everything we do and then we call that "normal" and "the way it is".
We will do whatever is necessary to make ourselves "Right" because right is more important than happy or grateful . Right is even more important than the truth. We are not interested in the truth, we're interested in what we think because we believe what we think is so important.
Already the simple message of living with gratitude and being happy are complicated by all the words. If you want to be happy then maybe you don't need more money or better sex or more clean time or ....maybe all you need do is stop ..stop...stop....
Right now put all your attention on someone or something you have unconditional gratitude or love for and be with that feeling and energy for one minute...there is peace there with that thought...in one second your thinking will take over again and happy and grateful will be too complicated again so you'll do what we have all been taught to do, look for more or less or something,anything outside of ourself to fullfill you. It's a habit , break the habit and you will find happy and grateful already in you where it's always been.....Peace, Lee

So Much At Once

I read a story the other day from a guy who channels some beings called the Hathors. I have no idea what that means, who "they" are or if channeling is real, not real, whatever. You see I am picky about what I choose to Believe these days. To say "I Believe" is an automatic attachment to whatever is connected to that belief and we humans are way over attached to our beliefs and this resulting world we live in. In the piece I read there was what felt like a great truth. The Hathors said that in this time we will live with an unprecedented array of situations all seemingly occurring at once. This is directed at not just the "world" but toward our personal lives as well. Ok, from a big perspective this world has economic melt down, outrageous unbelievable political chaos, corporate[ the great strong hold of American faith]dishonesty and greed being unveiled across the board, collapsing housing values and market, the car makers can't give cars away, our food supply is so contaminated and genetically twisted that nutrition is second to manipulation and profit which leads to unparalleled medical issues such as cancer, diabetes, high blood pressure, heart disease etc...You get the picture. Oh yeah and the Ozone hole over the poles is growing much faster than the scientists expected which also leads to the ice caps melting and sea levels rising faster than expected so our global weather patterns will be more erratic and challenging than anticipated and that's also happening now, not ten years from now.
Then I read about how screwed the Polar Bears are , they have become so desperate from loss of habitat that they are eating each other to survive which is not really survival at all but self inflicted extinction.
We are the Polar Bears...we are still killing each other over oil, diamonds, defense contracts, drugs, greed and religious arrogance and stupidity.We are just another link in the food chain and guess what, we are in up to our ears in extreme, long term, reality altering, crisis.
So as we say in the language of the Toltec Masteries,"Where is your Attention"? What are you feeding with the energy of your thoughts and beliefs, your fears and desires? We created this world we live in and if this world is going to be something other than what we are doing now, or worse, then We have to begin to look in the Mirror, at our self, you, me ,us. "They" don't exist. "They" waited in New Orleans for "somebody" to save them. They think the Good Ol' Boy U.S.A. is still out there some where. "They"say that change will come with a New President, "they" tell us it's the "terrorists" that we need to fear, "They" Do Not Exist.The terrorists in this world are corporate greed and stealing disguised as profits and return on equity as God.We have lost our love for life and each other and replaced it with our demands and expectations of more and the way it's supposed to be as an alternative reality.All the above exists because we have made it so. We have chosen to live our lives the way we do and we are the only ones who can do life another way.
Yes, it is all happening at once , or appears to be, because we have chosen to only see what is right in front of us, literally, and have in doing so given free reign to "They".When you are addicted to a drug to get clean you have to go through detox. Heroin addicts will tell you they are so terrified of the misery of detox that they will keep using even when they know it's killing them.The cure appears to be worse than the prognosis, so they die.Fear, greed and power are much more addictive than Heroin.
All this is happening like it or not, guilty or not, good, bad and indifferent. So many things coming at us Humans at once. This is what it took to get our attention. We demanded that the script play out exactly as it has and will.
The Hathors also said that if we are to survive then we will need to wake up and take responsibility for how we live in this world, each of us as individuals, then all of us collectively.It doesn't take a channeller or a multidimensional being to figure that one out.
So all at once where is your attention? Are you looking at your world and asking what you might do for real to make life less complicated and to be more responsible in each day with each action you take? I am and I will to the best of my ability.
"They" have Hell to pay and will because "they" see themselves as in power here."They" have so much to try and control and defend that new possibilities will be limited to having to fit into their perception of power structure. I am not responsible for them and I am responsible for me and my family. My attention will be on living each day with love and gratitude and treating others as I want to be treated to the best of my ability.
There was a time in my personal life when it all seemed to come down at once and that is what it took to get my attention and it worked. I fought long and hard at change coming into my life and change came anyway because change is the truth of life and creation and I eventually just let go.
The way "it's" been is history, now we get to create what will be Now. Life goes on with us or with out us..So where's your attention?
VAYA CON DIOS.