Category: Planetary Meditations

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

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, DreamShield, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, UFO4 Comments

“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

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, DreamShield, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, Uncategorized3 Comments

“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

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, DreamShield, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, UFO, Uncategorized2 Comments

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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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Father’s Day Solstice Meditation

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““Men weren’t really the enemy — they were fellow victims suffering from an outmoded masculine mystique that made them feel unnecessarily inadequate when there were no bears to kill.” – Betty Friedan

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Back in Spring, my amazing partner in the work of DreamShield, Laura De Leon, of MyMysticMuse.com, and I looked at June 21st, date of a summer Solstice, for a planetary meditation we were guided to perform.  The mission: Balance earth’s masculine and feminine energies.

Since the Solstice fell on a week day we decided on Sunday June 19th as the date for our first larger scale DreamShield event since March 11th’s Oneness Dance.  But 6.19.11, we’d later figure out, fell on Father’s Day.  “Good!” we realized; a perfect day for the topic of balancing earth’s gender energies around a powerful Solstice time!

Trouble was I was traveling all through May in the Midwest for: 1. Rest from a solid year of 29 planetary meditations, 2. Returning home to scatter my father’s ashes, 3. Scouting for a 11.11.11 meditation site in the Midwest, 4. Meeting to talk to potential backers for DreamShield’s second year of work.  So the majority of the work of pulling the 50 guest event together fell on Laura’s shoulders.

Laura, who is beating chronic fatigue with the help of the angels who adore her work, was to have help from Dr. Sarah Larsen.  But the holistic doctor became overwhelmed by plans of her husband Greg’s to move to Minnesota with the kids to start a self-sustaining farm.  Enter Peter Pergelides, Natalie Koltz and Michelle Walters as Laura’s support team!

Laura, DreamShield’s mystic muse pictured in the poster to the left, created an impeccable ceremony, for which she also graciously donated her Studio City home, along with ace editor Bob Jenkis, as our location.  Then with some social media work from BuzzBroz, me, from the road populating the event and returning 3 days prior to ready Laura and Bob’s amazing backyard with some fresh paint and elbow grease, we were ready.  How’d it go?  Did people enjoy balancing the male and female energies of the planet?  Check out the happy faces in the video with a score by the incomparable Philippo Franchini.

Notice all the suns cutouts with photos of fathers tied around our necks in the video?  On the back of each sun Laura had us write thoughts on evolving the masculine energy.  Then there was a lovely fire ceremony Laura devised to release any negative energy towards an important male figure in our lives that we were carrying.  It was powerful and effective.

Drum in hand, I led an infinity loop dance around the property. Laura gave a beautiful ceremony about creating the New Masculine. A healthy, wise, evolved being that leads from the heart. Then the multi-talented diva sang sacred and popular songs with the talented Peter Pergelides and Filippo Voltagggio to keep the mood reverent yet upbeat.  Great live music was provided by Adam Rosenblatt and a fantastic song about a better relationship with dads was performed by Greg Larsen.  Topping it off, there was a sun pinnate bust up for some family style fun!

Amazingly, Laura MC’d the entire event as well, while her husband, Bob Jenkis, recorded all for the web (many videos to follow).

There were great speakers, Alfonso De Rose, spoke of the “balls” the masculine needs in the coming age, Dr. Sarah Larsen, exhausted from getting her family packed for Minnesota, one too many good-bye parties and baking a cake for the day, managed to come alive to speak of the significance of the Solstice, Dean Thomas spoke of herbs and spices for a healthy male, I spoke about DreamShield and my father’s need to balance the dark and light side of male energy as symptomatic of what the world needs and Laura spoke of the deep need to evolve earth’s the masculine from the heart, from where the mystic muse always speaks.

One speech that was missing, as it came to us too late, was from a young Hollywood talent and one of the earth angels of DreamShield, Ramon Govea.  I’ll close with an excerpt from his thoughts that Laura would have read in the ceremony.

When we strive to be better than we were yesterday every day, change in the form of evolution is inevitable. For me, becoming a man has meant a lot of repairing and healing with my father who firmly represented the old paradigm of classic chauvinist, rigid control. Growing up Catholic only enforced these fundamentalist ideals, and being a rebellious spirit, I was determined to subconsciously get revenge for the control. I was afraid. Afraid of authority and specifically masculine authority. So, when I was 17, I rebelled with such anger and sadness at the core of my choices that I alienated most people in my life at the time. I used anger as a defense to keep from being hurt or abandoned any more and not consciously, I was determined to sabotage any happiness I found in others before “they could.”

My body reflected that, my new relationships embodied it, and my mind was so hazy, focus was impossible. I didn’t speak to my father for 3 years when I found out he was divorcing my Mother. I was filled with such rage and hate for those college years that I was surely on a path to self destruction.

I was powerless. I was a victim. I had succumbed to circumstance. But where there is darkness, only light can show a new path and so it was that years later after much trudging through the bowels of anger and fear something inside of me was awakened and here we are now — each of you awakened. Awake and not only ready for change but consciously creating it. You have decided that enough is enough and the old ways of fear and control no longer serve us.

Remember, the value in the experience was seeing the darkness first hand so that we can now walk with light and understand those who are still resonating in that frequency. Hidden underneath that fear is love and you are choosing it today. You choose to surround yourself with other amazing souls dedicated to feeding this energetic “love” paradigm and only by choosing that can we hope to decrease the fear and step into our true power.

This time is about discovering power. Force is the old way of having control, but today’s shift is about power that lives so deep in our hearts that it cannot be taken. The new balance of masculine and feminine is a beautiful mix of power through unconditional love. When our reactions are based in this energy, nothing can prevent miracles in our daily lives.

So, what does it mean to be a man in this new paradigm? Of that I can’t give a definitive answer, I mean I’m 28 and still feel like a kid sometimes, but I do know that the man I am becoming will be one who loves.

As DreamShield launches into its second year of Ken Sheetz’s Italy angel inspired mission to help manifest a gentle 2012 we need your donation. Please visit DREAMSHIELD.ORG and donate at the PayPal link bottom of the home page today!

Mother’s Day-Dream: Oprah Hosts DreamShield 2012 Mega Event

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, Conscious Nashville, DreamShield, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, Spirit Recvoery, UncategorizedLeave a comment

A suburban mother’s role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.  ~Peter De Vries

DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz

Yep.  That’s is me at age 6, your faithful DreamShield reporter of the unseen work of 2012, there on the far right with my brother, Fred, and lovely mother, Georgiana.

My father, who took the picture, demonstrates a keen eye for composition.  Now, I see where I got that from. So many gifts from our parents we sometimes lose sight of.  But the more I heal for the work of a gentle 2012, the more good I can see in my folks.

I have two kids of my own from a great mother named Gloria.  Gloria and I divorced in 1992 and have lost touch since our two wonderful kids, Jonathan and Janelle, grew up.  I wish Gloria well on this Mother’s Day 2011, at the Lull before 2012, when many of us light workers seem to be enjoying the simpler things in life.

My busy mind fluttered with the above as my roomie Bradley Quick stomped around on the big apartment here at The Cool Change Foundation most of the night it seemed and then solid from 6:30 AM to 7:30 Am, before he finally went to his club for a workout.

Sometimes I wonder if the energetic radio talk show host – I had to buy a sound soother to finally get some rest! – ever sleeps more than an hour or two like Edison was famed for.  I move out in 10 days of Bradley’s modest yet spacious NoHo studios, tucked in a mostly Hispanic neighborhood where Mexcian folk music blends with the sounds of the many dogs.  A place, where despite all the noise, I’ve produced over 100 videos with over half a million views for his charity that help people battle substance abuse and made over 200 videos for DreamShield on YouTube.

But before I make an apartment hunt for a new LA base, I travel back home for a month to scatter my father’s ashes, rest, see my kids and hopefully raise some cash to continue the work of DreamShield via a documentary and reestablish the single occupant life style the recession cost me fall of 2009.  And I am sure a meditation or two will take place while I am there as well.

This blog is dedicated to Laura and Bob's wonderful Mama Jenkis who just passed away in March of this year.

Once Bradley Quick finally stomped his way out the apartment, hard not to stomp with a floor that resonates like drum and creaks like the deck of a ship, I turned my sound soother to meditation music and lit a beautiful Virgin Mary candle Laura De Leon gave me as gift for dog-sitting her little Bella last week.

GOLDEN OPRAH-TUNITY

I was powered up instantly in this meditation, stronger and faster I realized than Superman, my childhood hero.  My astral super-Ken-self sat up on the edge of the bed and I began to spin at super speed.  In an instant I tore a shaft through earth’s crust until I reached a vast cavern miles beneath the city of angels.

The cave was all lit up, like a golden sunrise.  I flew a short distance beneath the stalactites and saw a giant golden pyramid.  My higher self knew, “The golden mother of all pyramids. Command center for the work of a gentle 2012.”

I landed gracefully at the base of the golden pyramid, but saw no entrance. I completed a super speed scan of the entire perimeter in vain.  But somehow I knew all I had to do was have faith in order to enter.  I took a deep breath and stepped right through the golden outer wall of the pyramid and found myself in a long upward slopping great hall.

The walls of the hall were adorned with oil paintings portraying great women of the world. Mothers of both the body and soul of humanity, from the supposed ordinary homemaker to the most famous like Oprah.

I soon reached the center in the pyramid. A huge studio audience of angels, aliens and humans burst into cheers and applause upon my arrival.  A beautiful tech-angel took me by the arm past the stage, where Oprah entertained the crowd.

Oprah, client of mine from my hay days as a Chicago real estate developer, when I built her Harpo Studios, gave me a wave and a friendly shout, “Hey, Ken!  Make it great!”

I waved back and pretended to know what Oprah meant by “Make it great!” The angel-tech chuckled at my confusion as she opened a door revealing dazzling golden control room.

Monitors buzzed with live feeds from every sacred site on earth.  Stonehenge, the pyramids of Giza, the Parthenon in Greece, a new white city of lights in Nashville, St. Peter’s square in Rome, the plains of Africa, Mexico, Washington DC, Hollywood… All was on gorgeous 3D display!

The angel-tech pointed to her watch and smiled,  “Live in 60 seconds, Mr. Sheetz.”

I nervously put on a mic headset.  I was narrator for Oprah’s big show but I had no script. The “on the air” light blinked and I gulped.  But the words flowed like I’d rehearsed the intro for years:

“You’re watching Oprah’s DreamShield special!  Live from all the Earth’s 24 hours time zones, it’s the dawn of the golden age!  Estimates of over 2 billion people are tuned in, all to meditate on a gentle 2012 as one.  We welcome all peaceful beings from all the worlds across the universe who have loved and watched over our tiny blue world for eons.  A world that now celebrates humanity’s full admittance as a sovereign member of the Galactic Society. Over to you, Oprah.”

Then Bradley was back from the club and I was back in the tiny room that had been my home for a year and raring to get moving onto the work of gentle 2012.  My trip home on May 18th was going to be a huge success.  Of this I was sure.
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5.5.11 DreamShield is 1 – The 12 Horses of 2012

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, Conscious Nashville, DreamShield, Mt. Shasta, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, Pyramid, Spirit Recvoery, UFO, Uncategorized2 Comments

To ride a horse is to ride the sky.  ~Author Unknown

DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz

Looking back on how fast the first year of DreamShield went, December 21, 2012 is almost here.  Well, as I write it is still 595 days, 8 hours, 22 minutes and 11 seconds away.

One year ago, in a yoga hall that was a former horse stable in Italy, I had powerful vision of  3 ET style blue angels joining our SoulDrama group of 12 humans who were deep under the meditation spell of Guilia, the healer of Santa Maria Del Sole, who was chanting over us in words of ancient Hebrew, words that she has kept secret so far, even from me.

In that yoga hall vision on 5.5.10 I saw the 3 ET style angels join their blue energy to we dozen humans.  This in turn, over a period of about a week of successive visions, created an energetic shield around the earth to ensure a gentle 2012 that I named the DreamShield.

This first vision has been recounted many times in ceremonies and on the web and has been seen by thousands of people all over the world.  See our first of 220 videos on the topic of 2012 here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lg4wDtw3vD4

I somehow thought I could go back to my normal life after the big 10.10.10 event, an event that an angelic voice guided me to conduct, and come back to the DreamSheild global events I’d also been guided to do in Italy last year on 11.11.11, only 6 months away now, and the finale on 12.12.12.  But just a few weeks after the fabulous 10.10.10 event a series of planetary meditations came to me again from the mysterious voice starting November 1, 2010.

The 11.1.10 event ceremony was at NoHo Park at the 9.11 monument and was conducted by Isabella Stoloff, the Shaman who had conducted opened our 10.10.10 event.  Profound visions happened to me now for the third time in a row.  And they have never failed to happen every time I meditate on the mission of a gentle 2012.

Moving forward from 11.1.10 Isabella would not be available as she was in Orange County and busy with her own interpretation of 2012 and Sarah, despite her amazing skills as holistic doctor and third generation palmist and social butterfly, had a young kids and a busy practice to juggle.  So I was a bit lost on how to move forward with a series of planetary meditations I was being guided to perform on binary dates that were rolling up fast.

Enter the amazing Laura De Leon to the DreamShield story!  Now with her help and Sarah plus Lee McCormick’s help in Nashville as our sponsor and Nathaniel Hansen’s as our website guru we were ready for anything.

Laura became a dear, dear friend in the process.  She has a practice helping Hollywood talent reach their full creative potential called MyMysticMuse.  And she became my personal guru along with DreamShield’s and I became her social media guru with my BuzzBroz.com buzz biz.

Ramon Govea and Kara Mooney would also step up to meet the challenge of the Gateway year of DreamShield in hosting our very first dance meditation at the Temple of visions on 3.11.11.  And Laura would amaze me by singing sacred music at the event despite the loss of a family member that week.

Together our global team would perform 25 DreamShield meditations between 10.10.10 and today 5.1.11.  They cover a broad range of issues from tectonic plate activity reduction, to solar flares, greed, clean energy, to the the intimate like healing the earth from child abuse and addiction.  None of the of us have take any pay for all this.  DreamShield a labor of pure love supported by love donations at DreamShield.org. Where we hope you please visit to donate.

But stay with us for this important 1 year anniversary DreamShield vision before you run off to give.

THE TWELVE HORSES OF 2012

This morning I was deep in meditation in my studio at The Cool Change Foundation, a bit sad that I’ll be leaving soon as all the video and web work that I have donated to that charity has blossomed into a production schedule that makes it too busy for me to have the peace and quite I need for my meditations and writing.

In the vision my father, who passed in January on 2011 after a sudden cancer took him, came to me.  He’d not been to visit me from the after life for weeks.  Last time I saw him he having an adventure aboard a sleek silver spaceship traveling faster than the speed of light for the center of the universe.

Dad had changed much.  He was young again. He looked to be in his 30s. His cancer wracked body of 82 years a distant memory.  Dad glowed with an inner light now.  He leaned to me said to me, “Sorry I left you nothing in my Last Will and Testament, Ken.”

I explained I’d not expected a thing as my step mom, 15 years his junior, needed everything to get by plus I added, “Other thing is I think you thought you’d never die.”

My father smiled proudly at my unselfish behavior and said, “Here’s my inheritance for you son. A gift to help your work of ensuring a gentle 2012.”

A white horse appeared before us that rivaled the beauty of Pegasus. Before I could say a word another horse, black as the dark of space appeared beside the white horse, followed by a Palamino with white mane.

“One horse for each month of your first year with DreamShield, Ken. – 12 horses for the work of 2012,” my father proclaimed as ten more horses appeared in rapid succession.  Each glowed with an inner light shining dazzling hues and shades of the rainbow upon Beck Street in North Hollywood, where we stood in the vision that morning as the sun rose.

Now a golden chariot appeared behind the powerful team of 12 horses.

“Get on!” my father said chuckling at my hesitation.  “Take these. You’ll need them.” Dad, a former welder, placed 12 lightning bolts in my hand and swatted the lead horse, the white horse on the butt.

The team of 12 mighty horses charged up Beck Street and spun right onto Chandler Boulevard heading west.  Car tires screeched.  Horns honked at the spectacle.

The horse team took to the morning air, carrying my chariot along like a feather .  I spun the team east on Laurel Canyon Blvd and flew for the sun.  Soon I could see LA and the Pacific far below.  Whales cried out to us from the sea as we left the atmosphere.

I saw the DreamShield pulsing white and strong below.  “Wow!”  I wondered to myself thinking of what to use the lightning bolts for.  Happy of the magic of these beautiful and healing spiritual adventures.  Not just a lifetime but for all time in every incarnation I have ever had in every dimension.

Please give today in honor of the one year birthday of DreamShield as there is much to do in preparation for 11.11.11, another global celebration like 10.10.10.  No official word yet but for Greece we may be gaining access to an ancient temple.  I feel guided to travel to Greece for that one and hope Sarah and Laura will feel the call to be there as well.  Help make it happen.  We have thousands of fans now,  If all gave what they can, even if it’s only $10 or $20 we’d be all set.

Donate here!

Sorry to be so pushy.  The angels made me do it:)

Freedom from Osama’s Shadow

On By Ken SheetzIn 2012, Abraham Lincoln, Conscious Nashville, DreamShield, Mt. Shasta, Oneness, Planetary Meditations, Pyramid, Spirit Recvoery, UFO, UncategorizedLeave a comment

“All men are caught up in an inescapable network of mutuality.” – Martin Luther King

DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz

The conundrum for the New Age 2012 community is that many believe humanity must vibrate this world to a new level through the power of love for all.   But how to love a guy like Osama bin Laden who killed so many innocents and set off 10 years of war that led to countless other losses around the world?

I wonder if MLK were alive today, what the great compassionate man, who so many on Facebook are quoting for his disdain for celebrating in the killing of another human being, would have to say about Osama’s death and the joy it is bringing to so many of us.  We’ll never really know.

A year ago, when all my unexpected and un-looked for spiritual work of 2012 started in Italy, I asked SoulDrama founder, Connie Miller, how a good people like the Italians ended up siding with Hitler and the Nazis.  She wisely said, “The brighter the light the darker the shadow.”

Under this premise, the Muslim world’s bright light may have produced Osama and the terrorists.  My joy is that America and the Muslim World both have our freedom again, freedom from Osama’s shadow.

Please give on the Paypal donation tab on the bottom of our official home page at DreamShield.org to help us keep doing these vital meditations.