Author: Ken Sheetz

Screenwriter, Filmmaker

Gia, 1s and 0s & Play

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“For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.” – Carl Sagan

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Up early because in meditation this morning Gia spoke to me for the first time and I wanted to get it onto the blog.  As usual I have no idea where this stuff is coming from.  You’d think after a year I’d know if I was going nuts or the Shift is real.

Gia said, “I am healing, not falling apart as those who deal in fear are saying.  Be assured all will unfold gracefully, like a flower.  All you need do is love and watch my skies, my children.”

Then ET angels showed me visions as they spoke and I saw dinosaurs walking the earth.

“We are beings of light who live very far from your world and watch over many intelligent worlds.  One of our observers discovered Gia while she was quite young.  We were stunned at what Gia was creating from the primordial soup.”

An asteroid hit earth as the ET voice continued.

“It was when a comet struck killing the great lizards that we realized that gentle Gia lacked a planetary protection that all intelligent worlds possess.  And so we gave assistance.  Through transmission of certain codes, which you call binary, 1s and 0s, the human species, you, arose to be Gia’s caretakers and protectors.”

“Other intelligent species, less evolved than we, interfered with our binary gift to your world. As a result our gift was turned against Gia.  Through all this she has loved you and awaits the happy days to come soon when you will realize your full potential as the protectors of Gia.”

After getting the above blogged, I washed and help host Laura De Leon get her amazing home ready for guests Aros Crystos and Elizabeth England.  Aros and Liz provided a nice break from DreamShield planning work for Laura and me.

Aros Crystos

After Laura’s amazing pasta we all got in the pool.  Aros communicates telepathically with dolphins and he had many cool stories and insights to share.  Later we all watched THE FIFTH ELEMENT on Laura’ big screen.

We got on the topic of Sheldon Nidlle, whose wild predictions about massive 2012 change were the inspiration for DreamShield’s vision of a gentle Shift.  Liz and Aros, who are fans a of a big shift, complete with spaceships to whisk us to new worlds, were a bit surprised how conservative I am in my beliefs the shift will be gentle, a more heart felt humanity.

But, the shift within, as Laura describes it, and which fits with the gentle visions I have had for over a year now, is huge and can do a lot.  Imagine humanity’s heart awakening to protect this world, its creatures and each other.

Night and Happy Labor Day.

Vault # 3 of 11

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“Another world is not only possible, she is on her way!  On a quiet day, if you listen carefully, you can hear her breathing.”–Arundhati Roy

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A few months ago I began a series of meditations to warm the hearts of corporations.  So far Disney and Microsoft meditations are an energetic success.  But Bank of America Corporation has been the greatest meditation challenge so far.  As I began my morning meditation here at the amazing light worker sanctuary of BushWillows , on this hot August 27, 2011, I asked the mysterious forces behind DreamShield, “Why is this one so tough?  So far everything I asked of you has been accomplished with relative ease and grace.” The answer came back quickly…

“Each corporation heart your group chooses to awaken warms all the corporate hearts around the world in their particular industry.  Hence, difficulty is high.  After all, these corporations are the ones polluting your world, strangling your food supplies, causing wars over resources, consuming all in the name of profits.  Awakening these artificial beings’ hearts is no easy task, even for us. Keep faith.  We will succeed, and the rewards will be limitless for Earth.”

Inspired, I began my meditation breathing and visualized vault #3.  It appeared as a vast white chamber with a solid gold vault door that hung in the air.  “Huh, ” I chuckled at my feeble visualization, fearing yet another failure, “Kinda Matrix.”

Determined to move past vault #3, and the dozens of failed meditations that were exhausting me, I humbly asked the angels that power DreamShield to crack this lock.

The ET like blue angels’ work, first witnessed in Italy May of last year that set me on this gentle 2012 mission, constantly surprises me.   But what the angels created to crack vault 3 was the topper of dozens of these planetary meditations.

My daughter, ex-wife and ex-mother-in-law materialized in the white vault chamber.  They sat in silence surrounding me, perched in leather wing back chairs, like the one Morpheus used in “The Matrix” when he enlightened Neo on the reality of the world.  The ET angels were taking my Matrix visualization to a whole new level with these three important women in my life story, grouped in a triangle, me at the center.

“Am I on trial?” I said to the women.  No answers from the trio but intense glares that made me squirm.

An angel’s voice coached me, “Fear is the enemy of the work of a gentle 2012.  Have faith.”

Concentrating deeply, I forced fear from my mind with the power of faith. Faith all this would reveal itself as good.  The angels were with me.  They are kind and gentle.  But gentle in a kickass way.  The tide is gentle, yet it shifts the earth every day.

Art in my room at BushWillows

“Have faith.  Have faith, ” I said to myself, waiting for the three women staring deep into me to say or do something.  Suddenly I was filled with gratitude, knowing the angels were helping unlock not just the sticky vault #3 door, but the vault within my heart.  Then I knew what part I must play.

Hands in prayer, I bowed to my ex-mother-in-law.  A mother-in-law I’d battled with from the time I started to date her daughter.  I was the son of blue collar worker and Mary wanted a doctor or lawyer for her baby.  I sensed Mary was ill somehow and said, “I wish for your good health, former mother-in-law.  So often I wished you ill during and after my marriage to Gloria.  I chose only to see the negative in all you said.  Though harshly delivered, much of what you saw wrong in me was true nonetheless.  Therefore, with respect I ask your forgiveness.”

Mary, now well into her 80s, glared at me coldly.  But I noticed the trace of a tear well in the corners of her wrinkled eyes.  I bowed to Mary again, as to a master, and turned to meet the icy gaze my ex-wife of 18 years, my college sweetheart.

Despite being divorced nearly as long as we had been married, I dream often I am still wed to my ex.  Again I bowed, hands in prayer.  “Gloria, I wish I would have appreciated you more deeply.  We married so young.  Marriage was too much about sex for me.  The lack of which was direct result of my own callous treatment of you.  Yes, I thought I was so much better than my father in his drunken abuse of my mother in my simply being a loud verbal bully.  And though I was never the destructive monster my father became when he drank, I was at times too rough with you.  I make no excuse for the wrongs I did to you.  Lacking a good father figure, where it concerned treating women with proper respect, I should have sought out teachers in order to learn to be a good husband to you.  But pride and fear did not allow me to change in time.  Therefore, I wish you healing from from the pain I caused and I ask your forgiveness.”

Gloria reacted only with a slight drop of her head,  breaking of our gaze.  I turned now to my greatest pain and guilt, my daughter Janelle.  I dropped to one knee and took my daughter’s cold hand.  Despite this she would not meet my eyes.

“Sweetie, you were only 10 when I left your mother.  I am so ashamed on my abandonment of you, your brother and mother.  I left because pride would not let me listen to your mother’s rage over the family fortune I gambled away building a skyscraper when what I should have been building was a secure life for us all.  And then, even after the divorce, where to my shame I did not fight as hard for joint custody as I should have, I left you further alone when I fell in love with a Canadian who lived far from Chicago.  I should have counted every day of your childhood as precious.  It was my job to nurture your artistic gifts, not just with an expensive art college like I did, but by lovingly teaching you my gifts as my true legacy.  Janelle, I humbly ask your forgiveness as a man who became a father while he was still a child.”

My daughter, now 29, the age I was when she was born, simply sighed.  Was she feeling sorrow like I was?  Was there any hope for my forgiveness?

Before I could ask, the three women all stood and extended their arms.  Energy rays of many triangles unfolded from their arms in glowing tangents that were infinite and touched the hearts of all women across the globe.  Triangles of divine feminine energy spun vault #3’s mighty tumblers and with a rumble like thunder the 7 foot thick door swung open.

The boring white Matrix vault became filled with flowers of incredible beauty.  I sadly left the trio of women behind and ventured into the darkness in search of vault #4.

I cried softly in my pillow as I stirred myself from this powerful meditation to start my Saturday.  I was immensely grateful for the help from my heart’s image of these three important women in my life.  Help opening vault #3 I know do not deserve, but which my heart saw these earth angels do for the sake of the world and the cause of a gentle 2012.

Am I just unlocking my own heartless life as a corporate executive?  Or am I imagining all this out of guilt and shame for being such a heartless jerk who cared more about his pride and money than his own family?

Has my learning to respect and repent my shortcomings in this meditation touched the hearts of these three women in real life, two of whom never speak to me anymore, and my daughter who I’ve not heard from in eight months since my father’s funeral?

Does it matter?  As Laura De Leon the Mystic Muse has taught me, we are all connected and healing ourselves heals the world.

Yes, I feel it.  A shift has occurred in my heart, vault #3 of 11 is open.  But it may be a while before I have the energy to work with the angels to crack vault #4.

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Universal Shift

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My home base for this phase of the Shift

“…we have to use the brains God gave us in every conceivable way in order to make the people laugh, cry or sit on the edge of their chairs the world over!”

Carl Laemmle 1915 – Founder of Universal Studios

Ken Sheetz, observer of the unseen work of the Shift here, reporting from a beautiful light worker sanctuary called Bushwillows., on the far north side of LA in Shadow Hills, where I am snuggled in for the work of a gentle 2012.  Or is it a gentle 2011?

Yesterday morning, 8.19.11, I was on a long bike ride from Bushwillows, pedaling my way back into shape through the valley to visit my partner in DreamShield Laura De Leon in Studio City.  Passing Universal Studios on Lankershilm something universal happened…

I saw the DreamShield – the powerful energetic force field that I witnessed born of three 7 foot tall blue ET angels in Italy, born to aid humanity in the Shift to a gentle 2012 – come down from the heavens and pass through the the surface of the earth, cleansing away outmoded thought patterns.  The DreamShield continued to pass through earth’s crust, all the way down to the molten core.  The DreamShield paused briefly to recharge itself on the magnetic thermal core energy.  Restored to even greater power than ever, the DreamShield rocketed back up through the earth’s crust and out to space again, passing through me again, the big crowds at Universal Studios and through the billions of humans and other species across the earth.

Stunned into stopping my bike, one word came to me from a voice, not my own, as the purpose for this shift in the DreamShield, “Apathy.”

Laura visiting me at beautiful Bushwillows

Once I made it up the steep hill to Laura’s amazing home in the Hollywood hills overlooking Universal Studios I asked the Mystic Muse,”How the heck does a DreamShield vision that powerful end with a drab word like ‘Apathy?'”

Laura chided me with a reminding grin, “I have an idea, but ask your higher power.”

Later, as I finished the long trip back to my new home base at Bushwillows, I took a seat in the wonderful meditation garden, hand-cared for daily by owners Deborah and Steve, and emptied my mind.  I willed communication with my highest self. The words came fast, strong and clear…

“The DreamShield was called down by the people of Earth to Shift consciousness to a higher vibration.  Humanity’s fascination with the dark side of its nature therefore ends in ‘Apathy’ towards self destructive behaviors like greed, hate, fear and violence.”

“Wow!’ I said out loud, ending my contact to my higher self; wars, violence, greed, etc., all will grind to a halt from sheer boredom.  Yep.  The angels have it figured out.  Free will must be in the equation, we are not puppets but powerful lost spiritual beings, and this Shift of consciousness allows for our active participation.  We asked for help and we are getting it.

Truly, it makes perfect sense that the bright ET angelic beings behind DreamShield, or our collective intelligence, or God, or whatever is really behind all the miracles so many of people are witnessing; that the Shift would not wait until 2012.  A time humanity when would all be expecting and fearing it.  Surprise, everyone, the shift is on.

A Universal Shift witnessed at Universal Studios. Yes, the angels have a poetic sense of humor.

Me at Universal Studios

Did the Shift work?  I felt a wave joy and transformation as the DreamShieldpassed though me on its way through the earth and as it passed back into space.  Today I feel no fear and my tolerance of pain is greater.  Tested when I passed a kidney stone last night.  Scary stuff for me as 5 years ago a kidney stone would land me in the ER.

They say the pain of passing a kidney stone is greater than child birth.  And yet at one point last night, when the pain was at its most intense, I simply marveled how the body is this amazing machine that is pushing this stone from me.

Yes, the Shift has worked.  Fear and pain are a bore.  I feel myself evolving.

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Awakening the Corporate Heart for 2012

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“A man should never neglect his family for business. ” – Walt Disney

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Me far right on '91 With the O

Before I turned to Hollywood filmmaking, that “accidentally” set me on the amazing spiritual journey of DreamShield, I was a fairly successful Chicago real estate developer.  During most of my career I served large corporations as a highly paid consultant to build world headquarters for giants like Target Stores and Chase Bank (then Manny Hanny).  I did over a billion dollars worth of deals as one of the Windy City’s top deal makers and eventually built a $162 million skyscraper and Oprah’s Harpo Studios before the crash of ’91 humbled me.

In the process of learning about corporations, while forming them for my own multi-million dollar ventures, I was amazed to discover that it was not until shortly after Lincoln’s demise – as one of the last staunch Presidential opponents to expansion of corporate power – that corporations became recognized as artificial living persons under the law.

So Earth’s collective consciousness formed an Agreement over 100 years ago creating these artificial life forms, eternal ones so long as they make profits, that eventually became masters of our lives and governments.  The lawyers of Lincoln’s day could never have imagined things would go this sour with corporations run amuck – polluting our world, toppling governments, poisoning our souls – all in the name of profits and unchecked greed.

But the spirits who ignited the DreamShield some 15 months ago for the work of gentle 2012 have told me that there is a way out of this mess for Earth.  Accepting these corporations are alive, because we humans have agreed for them to be so, then it’s reasonable to assume that corporations have hearts.

Our mission then, is to awaken the hearts of corporations through meditation to reprogram corporations to serve humanity with love and compassion instead of greed.

DreamShield planetary meditation work awakening corporate hearts began in earnest in Spring 2011 talks with Laura De Leon of MyMysticMuse.  When I spoke to Laura of wanting to meditate on this vital topic the singer and psychic’s eyes lit up.  She felt it was a natural for me to lead this work given my years of corporate life.  She told me the work in turn would fully integrate who I was with who I am now as, a light worker for the cause of a gentle 2012 and a businessman.

MEDITATION FOR A DISNEY DAD

I chose to start meditating on awakening the first corporate heart while I was on a trip to Wisconsin.  It was May 21, 2011, about 4 AM when the faint whisper of my father’s spirit called me to his front living room.  A living room where in January my father spent his last days in a hospice so brief I did not make it in time to be with him at the end of his amazing life.

My fondest memories of my father was as of him as a “Disney Dad”, a big kid who never really grew up.  He’d love taking us to a carnival all day, then off to pizza and cap the day off with miniature golf.  Despite his promises each year, we never did make it to Disneyland.  This was serious source of some disappointment in my father I had struggled with for years.

I took up a seat in my dad’s easy chiar where he loved rooting for the Packers.  Off the big deck my dad built the night sky twinkled over my father’s fishing pond.  For the first time I peacefully realized this 40 acres of Dad’s was Disneyland of a property he built for the family.

And so my first meditation was of the awakening of the heart of The Walt Disney Corporation in my father’s honor on this trip home.  A trip I made to spread his ashes on his beloved land in private ceremony just the day before this DreamShield meditation.

DreamShield meditations are not like other meditations.  They carry a special power of the Shift to a gentle 2012 with them. I treasure this experience and it’s talked about over and over in these blogs (we invite you to join us on our new Faceboook fan page to participate in them).  So for this impossible seeming job I called in the angels who created the DreamShield in May of 2010 over Italy for help.  Visions came instantly.  Partly I guess because I was half asleep from the early hour.

The Disney castle appeared over my father’s fishing pond.  Tinkerbell sprinkled her magic dust on me and I whisked for the castle wearing the ethereal armor my father had given me for this powerful spirit work.  I landed upon a black stallion that thundered for the castle.

As we reached the drawbridge to the Disney castle a giant dragon rose, spewing flames at me.  But the flames were no match for Dad’s ethereal red armor.  I pulled a sword I’d been given by the archangel Michael and easily slew the black dragon.

Onward I rode on the fearless stallion, hacking thorns bushes that guarded the doorway of an inner courtyard.  Covered in sweat I reached  courtyard center and dismounted.

I caught my breath as I surveyed a giant heart that was metal and sickly looking.  “Looks hopeless,” I worried to the black stallion who whinnied in annoyance at my lack of faith.

But the angels never fail and so I called to the sky for help with these world, “Great spirits, awaken this corporate giant’s heart that controls so much of the world’s media.  Remove Disney’s’ constraints of profits as their first priority.  Bring this metal heart to life.  Give this heart compassion not to mindlessly entertain us but to help us to be enlightened better human beings.  We humbly ask it be done for the sake of a gentle 2012.”

A warm wind blew through the castle plaza that I could see as glowing energy.  The glowing swirled about the dead metal heart.  The earth trembled.  The metal began to glow red-hot then white-hot.  I covered my eyes from the intensity.  As the white light dimmed I could see veins and arteries on the metal heart that had, like Pinocchio, become real.  It beat with a strong soothing pulse that sent me back to my father’s living room.

I opened my eyes not expecting to any longer see the Disney castle over my father’s pond.  But it glowed brightly.  Disney music mixed with angelic singing filled the night air, thick as honey.  To my amazement I was given a performance by Michael Jackson as Captain Eo, doing his famous moonwalk across my father deck overlooking the pond.

EPILOGUE – THE ULTIMATE BANK JOB

My first meditation was a success.  A few night’s later, still in Wisconsin, I would try to awaken the heart of Microsoft.  But there was intense shielding that was blocking me from entering a giant computer that holds that.  No one night success here.

But I asked the angels to keep at it.  Three months later, just a few mornings ago, I was told in a dream by Walt Disney’s spirit that the mission had been achieved.  The sign was the Microsoft logo of the butterfly appearing to me at Laura’s amazing home beside her pool.  How did the angels do it?  I don’t really know the answer.  I’ll be sure to let you know when they tell me.  I’m just happy it’s done.

Pumped from these two giants’ hearts awakening I’ve asked the angels that Bank of America be the next corporate heart they awaken.  The guide in this work is Walt Disney himself, who loves what DreamShield did for his namesake.  So far the angels have cracked three of the tough vaults.  We’ve seen there are 11 in total.  We invite all of you earth angels to help awaken the heart of Bank of America.  This is the ultimate bank job!

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Shaman Prayer

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Working with Laura De Leon of MyMysticMuse the other night on a meditation for the Shift to a gentle 2012, I flashed back to a former life as a Shaman of the Navajo named Eagle Man.  Here is a short story the vision inspired.

SHAMAN PRAYER

August 11, 1866

Wise face glowing from a fire, Eagle Man gazes up at sparks rising to the full moon.

“Now that the Whites of the North and the South have ceased war on each other, their sickness and hatred unite towards my people.”

The fire throws the shadow of a pack of wolves against the canyon walls that echo the powerful voice of the shaman.

“No matter how many Whites the Tribe’s warriors kill each return as 100 Blue soldiers.  We cannot beat the Whites and so I ask, ‘Transform them!'”

The embers race faster for the moon.

“As I add this final log, my fallen daughter, Little Deer, to the fire of my people…”

Trembling with rage and sorrow, Eagle Man slowly drops a young Navajo woman, his daughter, dead from a gunshot to her chest, from his sinewy arms off the cliff into the box canyon where a giant funeral pyre of the bodies of his entire tribe burns supernaturally bright.

…”Mother Moon, work with Father Sun to Shift the White hearts so that they, and all of this Earth, realize by the Winter Solstice that we are all brothers and sisters.”

The spirits of the tribe race from funeral fire on flaming horses, hooting and hollering as they soar for the heavens.  Eagle Man smiles proudly and dives from the cliff for the fire pit.

The End

We are waking up.  Many of us remembering past lives.  As Laura’s work helped me to remember this I find myself hoping that by Winter Solstice of 2012 my prayer from a past life will be answered.

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As the Old World Crumbles It’s Up to Us to Build a New One

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“So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.”  – Pink Floyd

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I feel it.  The light workers all feel it.  The Shift is underway.  Energy pours through us transforming us in gentle yet powerful ways.

What’s important to realize as the world will seem to be coming down around our ears is that we have the power to visualize a better tomorrow.  This remains the main mission of DreamShield: Meditating on a bright future for us all.

Here’s a short screenplay I wrote during my inspirational stay at Laura De Leon’s home in the hills of Hollywood (find Laura at http://mymysticmuse.com ) about how gentle the shift can be yet create amazing change. An original story inspired by a Sunday sermon I once heard.

HEAVEN FROM HELL

Paramedics wheel Bill into a the ER on gurney.

Paramedic: 50 year-old male.  Had a heart attack when his accountant told him he lost everything to Bernie Madoff.

Suddenly the ER fades Bill finds himself at the gates of heaven talking to St. Peter.

Peter
Welcome to heaven, Bill. Sorry you can’t come in.

Bill
Oh, I’m going to hell. I knew it.

Peter
No, no, no, Bill. You’re not ready to die yet. You’ve been brought here as a sort of reporter.

Bill
Reporter?

Peter
Yep.

Bill
Reporting on what?

Peter
Let’s go to hell and you’ll see.

Before Bill can complain the pair vanish and reappear in a Chinese restaurant.

Bill
Hell is a Chinese restaurant?

Peter
Watch.

An elegant dinner of Chinese delicacies is served by beautiful beings. The food is a feast for all the senses and the diners all cheer.

Bill
If this is hell it looks tasty.

Peter
Watch.

The diners pick up chopsticks that are six feet long. As they grapple with the giant chopsticks one man bonks a lady on the head by accident.

LADY
Watch it, asshole.

MAN
Fuck you, bitch, and eat your chop suey.

The lady takes her big chopstick and crashes it down on the man’s head. Enraged face is full of blood from a gash on his skull, the man takes his chop stick up as javelin and hurls it at the lady. She ducks and the flying chopstick harpoons a child across the table.

Bill
Enough! Get me outta —

Peter touches Bill and he is frozen to the spot.

Peter
See you in a little while. Learn.

Peter vanishes as Bill makes a silent scream.

Bill watches as the entire table erupts into a war while the lovely food goes untouched. The father of the stricken child breaks his stick into stakes and stabs his daughter’s killer.

MONTAGE

Many months pass with Bill watching all. No matter how hard the angelic waiters try to break up the fight the diners keep fighting and never eating. The bloodied and scarred diners become now thin as skeletons, saggy skin hanging off them.

END MONTAGE

Peter reappears wearing Bermuda shorts and sporting a fresh tan. Frozen, Bill can only express with pleading eyes.

Peter taps Bill on the shoulder. The Chinese restaurant returns to its original peaceful state and Bill moves again.

Bill
Don’t make me watch anymore. I promise, St. Peter. I’ve learned my lesson.

Peter
And what’s that?

Bill
Use smaller chopsticks?

Bill instantly freezes and the entire war erupts again into the giant chopstick war.

MONTAGE

Years pass with Bill watching. New diners appear and though it might start out a little more peaceful eventually every last person dies a horrible death before Bill’s frozen visage.

END MONTAGE

As the Chinese restaurant resets for new guests Peter appears with Bernie Madoff at his side.

Peter
Be with you in a second, Billy boy. Just have to give Bernie a seat at the table.

Bill’s mouth creaks open but he is still frozen, except for being able to speak.

Bill
How long have I been watching this shit?

Peter
Not long.

Bill
How long is not long?

Peter
Thirty years give or take a decade.

Bill
Is that who I think it is?

Peter
Yup. Bill, Bernie. Bernie, Bill.

Bernie Madoff
Howdy, Bill. Gonna join us?

Bill
Nope. I’ll just watch.

Bill can’t help a giggle as the heavenly waiters serve up the delicious food.

Bernie Madoff
You sure? Looks mighty tasty.

Bill
Oh it is. You’re gonna love it.

The lady next to Bernie bumps into him with her giant chopsticks.

Bernie
These chopsticks are a nightmare. Why don’t we just eat with our fingers?

Bill
You can’t against the rules.

Bernie, a smart man if a crook, tries anyways to eat with his fingers. Bernie’s fingers light up with an electric jolt and he lets out a yelp.

Bill
Told, ya. Arrogant bastard. You’re in hell where you belong!

Bernie
I am most certainly not. St. Peter himself told me I was in heaven.

Just as Bernie says this the man beside him bonks Bernie on the head with his chopstick.

Bernie
Ouch.

As the fighting escalates Bernie leaps from his chair and clanks two pans together for attention.

Bernie
People. This will get us nowhere. The table is about the width of our chopsticks. How about we try feeding each other from across the table?

Bill
Don’t listen to him. It’s a trick!

Man
Seems a good idea to me.

Bill
That’s Bernie Madoff. He’s a liar and the biggest damned thief who ever lived!

Bernie
I repented all that decades ago. I worked from behind bars to save millions from hunger.

Lady
I say we try. Bernie, you start. This was your idea.

Bill
Dig your own graves.

Bernie takes the giant chopsticks under his arm pits and reaches the plate of the lady across the table. With some sweat and effort Bernie manages to lift and egg roll off the plate. Everyone holds their breath as Bernie strains to gently place the egg roll in the lady’s mouth.

The lady’s face glows as she chews.

Lady
Heavenly! Let me try.

The lady who had killed the man a million times copies Bernie’s example. As the man swallows he grins ear to ear. Soon to Bill’s amazement and horror all are feeding each other beautifully with the giant chopsticks.

Peter touches Bill and he moves freely again.

Peter
Learn anything, Bill?

Bill falls to his knees and sobs.

Bill
Hell can be heaven if we take care of one another?

Peter nods with a proud smile.

Peter
What are you gonna do when you get back to earth?

Bill
Well, I ain’t going to have Chinese.

Peter
Bill…

Bill
Share this story. Share how love can make a heaven out of hell.

Peter snaps his fingers and Bill vanishes.

THE END

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The Shift is On!

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“The past has no power over the present moment.” — Eckhart Tolle

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Sundays at Bob Jenkis and his wife Laura De Leon’s magnificent home in the hills of Hollywood, where I’ve been a guest since the DreamShield Solstice event in June I hosted with Laura, are usually languid days of relaxation.  This Hollywood power couple work very hard during the week yet know it’s vital to regenerate on weekends.  Something I’d forgotten how to do in writing 12 screenplays and banging my head against the Hollywood gates for the past 8 years, before the celestial beings who built DreamShield put me on the mission for a gentle 2012.

Over breakfast, after Bob left to go back to bed for a snooze, Laura, who’s practice MyMysticMuse, helps Hollywood creatives reach their full potential, was not in her usual relaxed Sunday mood.  Looking over her coffee mug, deeply inspired by the visions of the week we’ve all been experiencing, she said,”I am making the Shift and I am taking as many people with me as humanly possible.”

I appreciate Laura’s sureness on the matter of making the Shift.  Much of the time, as I am still new to the spirit work, I worry my old ways of fear and anger will hold me in the 3D earth while many of my new light worker friends move on to the fifth dimension; left behind in a dying world like a modern day Moses.  And since worry is fear I’m in a Catch-22.

But this past week gave me hope I will too make the Shift,  Early in the week I witnessed the birth of that 5th dimensional universe over the city of LA with Laura, in a vision of a Lotus Moon.  This was while I was wide awake and not in deep meditation.  After enjoying a movie with Bob, Laura and I went out to into their backyard paradise in the full moonlight.  As I stared up at the brilliant moon I clearly saw a lotus flower appear over the moon and then the moon divide in two, like you see in this new video.

The last time I had a waking vision was back in January.  I saw white and brown alien looking symbols flowing from Laura’s mouth in a widening curved line float right into my heart.  I shook it off as some trick of the eye.  But how do you shake off a new universe getting born right over the hills of Hollywod in the form of a lotus moon?

As we finish our Sunday coffees, Laura tells me, “Ken, it’s time for you to step fully into your role as a New Age leader in this work and not just a social media observer.” Not entirely sure, I tell the Mystic Muse I am up for the challenge.  Whatever the outcome, my life has made a change for the better just knowing Laura as this powerful song she sang at out last event tells.

For a behind the camera person the spotlight of a New Age leader is a tough adjustment.  Time to stop clinging to my old ways of being invisible.  There’s simply no more time for the old ways.  The Shift is on and, like Laura, I want to make it and help as many people to shift too.

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Super Beings

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Some people can read War and Peace and come away thinking it’s a simple adventure story. Others can read the ingredients on a chewing gum wrapper and unlock the secrets of the universe. – Gene Hackman as Lex Luthor – SUPERMAN

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In a dream last night I was waiting for a taxi in a long line.  But since I am Superman often in dreams I decided to fly instead.  I looked for a secret place to take off.  You know, the old phone booth routine.

Laura De Leon, my partner in the work of DreamShield’s global events and a powerful shaman, asked me last night over dinner, “Where does Superman make his changes now that we all use cell phones?” I chuckled and told her that any space will do.  Superman’s a speed dresser.

But in the dream I decided the heck with secrecy.  I bounded into take-off mode over the taxi line.  A couple of businessmen in line looked up in mild amazement, for a bit went silent, smiled at me hovering, and then went back to chatting.  Most just ignored me flying over their heads.

As I woke I thought, “Here I’ve been keeping my powers secret all these year and nobody really gives damn!”

I went into a meditation and contemplated the Superman dream, in a good place having had a dream of cleansing the night before where I was in my family home taking a bath.  The water was very dirty but when I unleashed the drain it emptied leaving a deep tub filled with sacred geometry beneath the leftover tub scum. Since that dream I’ve felt a great progress on letting go of the past in preparation for the gentle Shift of 2012.

Back to the Superman dream meditation.  I asked my higher self what it might all be about, no one caring about Superman and his amazing flying powers.  The answer came fast and clear in that voice that’s not a voice in my head, “No one cared in the dream because they are all becoming super beings on Earth.”

Makes perfect sense.  A professor once taught me, “Something for everyone is no big deal.”

And since we are one in this work of a gentle 2012, all of us are destined to become super beings.  Beings capable of caring and protecting for this world from any disaster the universe can toss at us.

But the story of our species growth won’t end there,  once we’ve mastered caring for our own world, we’ll be the next ET angels grooming a new world out there somewhere like ours for their shift.

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Lotus Moon, New Moon, New Universe

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We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us. – Joesph Campbell

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Lotus Moon 7.15.11

Sleepy the night of 7.15.11 and the full moon, I thought I might have been dreaming when the ancient symbol for the flower of life, carved into many pyramids, first appeared over the bright moon and then transform into a perfect lotus flower.

This second night I was well rested after a big Saturday nap and swim in Laura and Bob’s pool.  No resort I’ve been to in the world can match the paradise these two have created in  the Hollywood hills.  Wide awake and not expecting to see the lotus moon again.  1. Because my rational mind was convinced it was an optical illusion caused by the intense brightness of the moon and the clarity of the sky, an usual clarity for smoggy LA. 2. Because the moon was no longer quite full.

Bob headed straight to bed after enjoying RANGO, a film I love for it humor and spiritualism, while Laura and I played the kid game Trouble.  After playing to a draw with Laura, it’s challenge to play games with a mystic muse who can bend space and time, I checked outside and there was no sign of a moon at all.  So I headed for bed myself in the lovely guest room Laura and Bob have so kindly provided for me.

No sooner had I checked some email and lay my head to the pillow than there was knock and I heard Laura’s child like excited voice though the door, “The moon!  It’s up! Want to see?”

“Yes!” I answered and Laura was on her way to wake Bob.  As I came into the hall she had his door open but Bob, a sound sleeper, was out.

Out into the garden Larua I went and sat upon her lovely stone bench.  The moon was missing a piece and looked ordinary with my glasses on.  As Laura softly chanted I removed the glasses expecting to see nothing.  After all, if this were an optical illusion the conditions we so different how could I see a lotus flower again?

Blessedly I was wrong.  Quickly the blurry vision of the moon became again a perfect lotus flower. I marveled to Laura, “I see it again.  The lotus moon.”

“I knew you’d see it again.  Do you know where lotus flowers grow best?” said Laura.

I shook my head, not taking my eyes from the moon.

“Black water,” she whispered.

“Well, nothing could be blacker than the black of space.” I marveled when something even more amazing happened right before my non glasses wearing eyes. “The lotus moon is dividing in two.  A regular moon and the lotus moon.  It’s incredible.”

Possums live on Laura’s property and one scurried near us setting off the family dog, Bella.  So we decided it best to go in.  But before we went in I took Laura’s hand and we stood bathed in the double moon for bit in wonder before another scurry in bushes sent us in for the night.

In meditation this morning I got in touch with the angels and St. Germaine, who like for many in this work, is my higher self.  I asked for the answer to what the lotus moon means.  The answer came clear and strong.

“The meditations DreamShield.org and light workers all over the earth have been doing worked.  A new universe is born.  A place of peace for a gentle 2012.  Congratulations.  You’re halfway through the Shift.”

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LOTUS MOON

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Earth is a flower and it’s pollinating.  – Neil Young

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Last night, 7.15.11, after a delightful meal at Bob and Laura’s amazing private spiritual retreat in the hills of LA I, Laura and I went out to look at a moon we’ve been hearing is very powerful for the work of a gentle 2012. I had left my glasses in their home somewhere and so when I gazed up at the bright moon, the brightest I’ve ever seen I at first thought I was simply seeing double exposure as sometimes happens with my eye issues when I don’t have on glasses.

But what I was seeing was far more than a double image could create. I was seeing a perfect lotus flower superimposed over the moon. I feel its important enough to report to you by recreating what I saw using this photo of LA where I witnessed the Lotus moon.  According to legend, the lotus flower represents the power of people to change for the better.  Something Laura De Leon sang of at our June DreamShield event.

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