Wings for 11/11/11

Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. – Thomas Edison

Dreamblogger – Ken Sheetz

It’s October 8, 2011 . I just turned 59 a couple weeks ago.  I am officially pushin’ 60.  Laura and I have been working 7 days a week, 12 to 15 hours a day prepping for 11/11/11.  And it’s started to catch up with me.

A few blogs ago I wrote of the binary blast of dates we are passing through that are DreamShield’s most potent meditation dates: 10/1/11, 10/10/11, 10/11/11, 11/1/11, 11/10/11.  The meditations which operated at a planetary scale thanks to being angel powered are nonetheless exhausting.  I prayed, “Angels give me strength!”

As I awoke stiff and sore a few mornings ago in my humble room at BushWillows, where because the owners preferred not to market their spirit retreat with social media instead chose help in the lovely gardens, I meditated for energy.  Four angels appeared at the corners of room.  Before I could utter a word or even a thought they flipped over and pressed their hands to the floor.

The room plunged deep into the earth at a frightening speed.  Soon the angels, plus terrified me, reached the molten magnetic core of the earth. I was told without words I would be safe and to let Gia’s energy renew me at a molecular level.  After about a minute of this intense energy bath the angels reversed course flying back for the planet surface.

But as we quickly reached the room and my meditating body the angels flew me, bed and all out through the DreamShield, the energetic force field they built for humanity to use in caring for this world.  My bed transformed to a small spacecraft, something I’d seen happen to my friend who passed recently with his wheelchair.

“Inspect the DreamShield. Report back here” I was told.

I orbited earth many times in very short order.  I reported to the angels, “Many areas over scared sites on earth are weak in the DreamShield.”

“Where are these weak points?” a dazzling new angel I’d not met before asked.

“Mostly over the pyramids.  Like clouds of darkness”

The angel I’ve come to know a Michael floated to my ship’s forward window. “The binary dates leading to 11/11/11 are vital, Ken.   All must be honored with a meditation.  This is not an option.  Do the work and to seek out fresh meditation locations.”

Before I could open my mouth I was sent hurtling down through the DreamShield, the clouds over LA and back into my bed at BushWillows when I roused myself from meditation.  I was brimming with energy and ready to honor the angels’ instruction.

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