” A friend is someone who understand your past, believes in your future and accepts you just the way you are”- Unknown
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
When last I left you, dear reader, I had just been rescued from a blizzard at the Nashville airport by a friend of Dr. Sarah Larsen, Rachel Paul, a professional photographer and former college roomie. Rachel is amazingly big-hearted, like many of the friends of Sarah’s I have been lucky to meet in this unexpected spiritual journey that grew out of my social media BuzzBroz work.
Rachel drove the 3 hour round trip through ice and snow that normally would have been half an hour without a single gripe. At last we safely reached her lovely house, tucked deep in the woods of a secluded Nashville affluent area. Her husband Robert, a gentle lion of a man, happily helped us carry our bags into the house as he welcomed us in.
A big fire Robert made for the impromptu event greeted us in the old hearth of this lively home of these two talented artists. Old timbers and warm wood floors perfectly reflected the charm and Southern hospitality of this couple who made me feel instantly at home in the reflection of their love for Sarah.
Dr. Sarah Larsen at Spirit Lodge
Rachel and Robert made a tasty dinner for us from stuff we had picked up at the grocery store after the escape from the airport where others less fortunate we had met prepared for a night sleeping on airport chairs. But the best part of dinner for ice cream lover Bradley Quick, my guest lecturer and supporter in this planetary meditation, was the three flavors of ice cream they set on the table for desert.
Bradley Quick lived up to his name and quickly called the couch. So I ended up in a sleeping bag on the floor. I was cold all night despite all the many blankets Rachel gave me, but my inner Larry David was silent for a change.
During the night many downloads, a term light workers use to describe the info that flows to us from who knows where, came to me like energetic snowflakes. We were here after all for a DreamShield mediation I’d had in a vision 2 months ago to free the earth of addiction at Lee McCormick’s amazing Spirit Recovery Ranch. But I was nervous about this mediation. Life with my dad as a kid had been plagued by his drinking and I was in short, no fun for anyone to be around, even the angels or ETs or wherever this data for DNA transformation was coming from.
The next day it was still so unusually cold for this part of America that the roads were still not safe to travel to Lee’s Ranch, 4o miles west of town. But Rachel and Robert were happy to extend our visit and I was almost as happy as Sarah to be here.
As Sarah and Rachel whipped up an amazing breakfast while getting caught up on life, I caught myself laughing that the couch had turned out not to be so comfortable after all for the quick Mr. Quick.
BTW, here is Sarah and Bradley in a interview on where you can see the great healers in action.
Lee and Mee
That night Lee treated us all to an amazing concert with a collection of great artists led by Sean Gallaway, a pal of Sarah’s husband Greg at the lovely Bellcourt Theater to a packed enthusiastic crowd. In the Bellcout lobby I at last met Mee Tracy, Lee’s amazing wife, has been a client of my social media company BuzzBroz for almost a year now but we’d never met until the concert. I promote her amazing Princess Know it All YouTube channel that is over gotten of a quarter of a million views so far. I am huge fan of Mee’s work, client or not. A trained Hollywood actor, Mee’s videos carry a beautiful message of hope and health that rock. Here’s a sample.
What I’d not expected is that Mee looks so much larger than life on film, as so many stars in Hollywood do! I towered over her as we said hello for the first time in person. It felt great to have Rachel and Robert join us as guests for the concert.
I enjoyed Sean Gallaway’s music with a message of change for 2012 and beyond. One song hit all my buttons, The Real More. It’s about people who get rich only to find they are unhappy and in search of the real meaning of life, which I have come to learn, at least for me as a guy who once built Oprah’s studios and was worth about 12 million bucks before hitting 40, is about giving to the world. Here’s a taste with an intro by the man himself, Lee McCormick.
After the concert we were treated to a party on Nashville’s Music Row at a new sober living house that Lee had just opened with his partner from England. I was bushed and despite the lovely crowd I headed for the quiet peace of Rachel and Robert’s home.
Yep, I was still exhausted over the loss of my dad and the 3 nights of solo DreamShield meditations in the Bermuda Triangle. I was nervous and unsure I’d be up for the important work. Later, Sarah Wellborn from Mt. Shasta joined Sarah Larsen at Rachel and Robert’s. I was not very good company after the big day and talked about perhaps taking a long break from DreamShield after Nashville.
My inner Larry David was kicking up again and all this good will and peace was giving me a headache. Luckily for me everyone was having too much fun to pay much attention to my self doubts.
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“The Bermuda Triangle got tired of warm weather. It moved to Alaska. Now Santa Claus is missing.” – Actor Steven Wright 1955
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
Bill Sheetz 1928-2011
Before we start, the Bermuda Triangle Meditations were done at a time of dark emotional grief over the loss of my father. I invite you to look upon my words as fictional therapy, fact on another plane of reality, or as both.
On the many rescheduled plane rides to attend my father’s sudden funeral from LA to Milwaukee, and then Milwaukee to Miami I’d read a powerful book THE ANCIENT SECRET OF THE FLOWER OF LIFE by Drunvalo Melchizedek, loaned to me by Laura De Leon of MyMysticMuse.com.
The book states :”The Bermuda Triangle… ( a failed ancient alien experiment is) a primary cause of much distortion in the world – the distortion between humans of war, marital problems, emotional disturbances, etc…. What they did in Atlantis was against all Galactic law… it will be solved, but not until 2012.”
Nadia Arevalo, who had so kindly invited me on the Global Information Network (GIN) trip as her guest, hosted a lovely dinner the first night aboard the ship and everyone at our table was so kind about my Dad’s passing. Here were wonderful people who wanted to meditate with DreamShield. So easy.
So wrong. Later Nadia and her friends and I could never coordinate getting together the entire trip. Without cell phones, text and emails people have lost the ability to congregate. We’d use messages on the cabin phones but never saw each other for the next three days. And we weren’t the only friends aboard the gigantic ship, Majesty of the Seas, having this trouble.
So I ended up on my own for the Bermuda Triangle DreamShield, a daunting task. I kept faith in the power of the angels. both earthly and celestial who have worked on solo missions with me for DreamShield in the past, would get the job done. After all we had already had meditations to heal society from 9/11, oil addiction, earthquakes, asteroids, built a new universe,shifted the earth for solar flare protection and took back the city of angels from Hollywood and more. Surely a little old triangle was no match for the angels’ planetary healing powers. But the energy swirling in the sea felt like the cancer that had killed my father and this would turn out to be my most dangerous mediation so far.
I explored the 12 decks of the Royal Caribbean ship, Majesty of the Sea out of boredom and loneliness. I was broken up about losing Dad. I’d been brave for the family at the funeral that ended up coming just a day before this planned event and honored my father’s wishes for an Irish style of a party to celebrate his life. But now I was doing the hard work of grieving his loss in this world. I was glad to be alone with my sorrow now and thanked the angels for creating this privacy for me aboard the packed ship.
I kept traveling upwards through the giant vessel from deck 2, where I was bunked in a tiny internal cabin with no windows, as we steamed deeper and deeper into the triangle.
It was near midnight when I hit upper aft deck 12 and grinned at the site of all the cool and alien looking high tech communication gear. Yeah. As I approached the rail overlooking the Caribbean a man stood nearby, gazing peacefully at the moon reflecting off the waves that the mighty ship powered through.
“Beautiful night.” He shouted over to me over the noise of the sea and radar gear.
“Be more so if we had some beautiful women with us, ” I answered gaining a chuckle from the stranger. I walked over and offered my hand. “I’m Ken.”
“Bob,”he said shaking my hand. Bob had a dreamy look of contentment on his face. “Enjoying the cruise so far?” He asked.
“Yeah, had a great dinner with Nadia Arevalo, who invited me and her pals. Do you know her?”
“Don’t think so. What level in GIN are you?”
“Guest.. I came to check it out and for some R&R and do some work for a project called DreamShield.”
“What’s DreamShield?” he asked.
“We do planetary healing meditation to help bring about a gentle 2012.”
“So the word’s not ending in 2012 like the Mayans predict?”
“The Mayans never said that. Hollywood gave them a bum rap.”
“Figures,” Bob laughed.
“But there will be an end to the world as it exists today when the new Golden Age that we are entering fully takes hold.”
“I like that,” Bob smiled.
A dark cloud covered the moon. Looking up I remarked still surprised by signs this mission gets,”Cool, that cloud is shaped just like an angel.”
“Perfect. Just like the angel that was on my Christmas tree I just took down.”
“This sort of this is my cue to do some work. Care to join me in a meditation?”
Bob smiled and started to leave, “Enjoy yourself. I am going to my cabin to pray. Good luck.”
We shook hands and Bob was gone. I was alone again, the entire deck to myself. Little did I know it would be the last decent conversation I would have aboard this ship. I felt embarrassed that Bob, who seemed so open, did not want to work with me.
I’d read that there are three ruined artificial Merkabahs that are a failed Atlantis experiment that caused humanity’s fall from Galactic civilization. I picked a spot by the deck’s compass. The compass face looked the diameter to the ancient flower of life pattern on the book covered the Laura had loaned me, the building block of all matter in this universe. I placed Laura’s book upon the compass. Sure enough the circle of life was a perfect fit.
Something instantly shifted. I could sense the wild energy of the Bermuda Triangle rise up against me. It was like a hum that rippled through my being, despite my father’s invisible ethereal armor.
The moon vanished behind dark rain clouds. No sign of stars. Just lonely blackness as a wind began to whip up. I called in the angels for the work. The deck was full of chairs and I sensed an angel occupying each one feeding their me blue light power through out stretched hands. One of those angels was may father.
“Thanks for this cool armor you gave me, Dad.” I shouted to him. I felt my new armor glow red as it fully powered up.
“You’re gonna need it, son. This is some nasty shit.”
Using blue light power fed to me through the celestials, I willed the main front satellite ball, about 10 feet in diameter, rocketing of to the north-most point of the triangle where a Merkabah 1 (a 3 D tetrahedrom like the one picture here) was spinning out of control in Bermuda. This I knew from the angels was worst of the three artificial alien Merkabahs. The one that had sunk Atlantis. We used this sophisticated piece of the satellite gear, placed here by the angels for this work when this ship was built years ago, and sent it into Merkabah 1 to draw off it’s wild energy.
The angels, dad and me sent two other hunk of ship’s gear rocketing back to the western tip of the triangle in Miami and ahead to Costa Rico in the east. These were smaller, less unstable so the smaller ship’s radar gear did nice work.
I realized that this work was so intense it it could not all be done in one night. Deck 12, the angels told me, is where I’d be doing meditations each of the three nights. Grateful that my father’s gift of ethereal armor had protected me for this meditation, I went straight to bed.
We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. William Shakespeare
Dream Blogger – Ken Sheetz
My father, William Kenneth Sheetz, age 82, passed away today after a 3 month battle with cancer. He died peacefully at home after the doctors felt his cancer was hopeless and sent Bill, as he liked to be called, home to hospice.
For the past few weeks my father’s spirit has traveled between the world of the living and the dead, looking in on me many times out here in Hollywood many times.
Once while I was at radio show called Life Changes with Filippo, with medium Suzane Norhtrop. Suzane asked the audience, “Is there someone here who has father who has passed or may be in the process of passing?” I raised my hand and Suzane said, “Your father wants you to know that he’s sorry he made some mistakes as a father but that he did the best he could. He did not have a good example he says because his father died so young.” I was breathless.
At the 1.1.11 New Year’s Day meditation I could feel Dad enjoying the infinity cookies we made a new universe from.
At 1.4.11 The Solar Flare mediation I felt my father, a welder, let me look through his welding helmet’s dark glass, as he did when I was a child, deep into the sun.
At the 1.11.11 TAKING BACK THE CITY OF ANGELS meditation this week I felt my father join our circle at the Hollywood sign during the meditation and make eyes at Marilyn Monroe.
This morning I was in a DreamShield planning meeting with Laura when she said, “I strongly feel you father’s presence. And he says he likes me.” Just a few minutes later I got the call that 30 minutes after he was granted last rites that my father had passed.
Bill Sheetz, my father, was raised Irish so he wouldn’t want you to feel sad for his leaving us for his angelic work of 2012. Rather he’d like you to celebrate his long, vibrant and adventurous life with a toast to life in this amazing world he loves so much, now and forever.
And today I felt my father wanting to me to take DreamShield to Ireland and to kiss the Blarney Stone, which inspired this tribute video to my “da”.
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What if everything is an illusion and nothing exists? In that case, I definitely overpaid for my rug. – Woody Allen
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
12/21/2010 – Hailing from Chicago it’s hard to believe I used to think it was time for short sleeves if the temps got about 30 in the winter. But now all these 8 years later after moving to LA the blood has thinned. So as our dream team walks through the snow for a farm that is home to the Mt. Shasta Pyramid at the base of mountain behind the town, the 27 degree temp cuts through me as does the falling snow.
Our LA group, made up of fellow organizer Dr. Sarah Larsen, angel expert Mica Monet, Mago, and I finally reaches the farm-house and meets the rest of the dream team that’s gathered from across America to do this DreamShield meditation. As we tug off our winter gear, I meet Joy Phoenix from New Zealand, currently residing in San Diego. I feel a fleeting sense of meeting someone I know despite this being our first contact. Same for Jay Frankenberger, world-renowned ET expert, who journeyed here all the way from Arkansas to be here. I meet Fatima, also from LA. She informs me that as a person of Hispanic and Arabic decent that she has been studying the Mayan culture intensely. All in all we are 11 in the pyramid. A good number for DreamShield’s binary work.
The three “Sarah’s”, Saralise, Sarah Larsen and Sarah Wellborn, our guide from Shasta Spiritual Journeys who led us to this place, chatter away as we use the pyramid builder’s rest room before for the final march to the pyramid. Why? There’s no rest rooms in the Mt. Shasta Pyramid. A modest pyramid by Egyptian and Mayan standards, built of plywood 9/9/09 in time for the important New Age work ahead thru 2012 and beyond, it is 24 feet by 24 feet at its base.
The rest stops complete and redressed we sludge our way through the driving snow. I’m feeling mighty glad about the new waterproof boots I bought for the trip at this point. Passing a tall circle of pines that guard the entrance to the pyramid I am reminded of a short screenplay I’ve written about Xmas from the POV of Christmas trees.
Some of the people from this trip like Marta have never seen snow, now they are seeing in abundance!
At last we reach the Mt. Shasta Pyramid. I look up into the winter sky that offers not glimpse of the lunar eclipse, hidden high above the snowy cloud. Anxious to start the DreamShield work. We quickly shed our snowy clothes in the anti-chamber of the pyramid we are reminded once again that no metal of any kind is allowed inside. So much for filming!
By now, 7 months into the DreamShield work, I am used to the fact much of this work cannot or does not want to be filmed. But I do know somewhere in the Galaxy this adventure is getting filmed through our very eyes and all our senses in a way that makes our 3D movies seem primitive. Every human being on earth from the super wealthy to the poorest all have billions of fans throughout the universe.
I meditated a few nights before in bed and asked the spirit guides what would be the best configuration for our group once inside the pyramid. No sooner had I asked than a spirit who called himself Ramses appeared. When I excitedly ask Ramses if he was now one of my spirit guides. He calmly tells me,
“No, Ken, I am guide to the DreamShield team for the great work ahead. Now pay attention, my time with you is short. A pyramid, even one as small as the one you’ll be inside of, is very powerful. For every pyramid you see across the face of this world there is a mirror image pyramid of pure energy, forming the sacred geometry of power. And the circle form your group will take will channel this energy to allow your work to tap into both the infinity at the core of the earth and the infinity of the universe. Do you understand, Ken?”
I nod yes and the awesome presence of Ramses is gone.
As we climb up the ladder at the end of tunnel from the anti-chamber I am happy to see a gorgeous handmade round rug sits in the center of the pyramid. The rug is patterned with circles in a rainbow arrangement that starts with red at the outer edge and runs the color spectrum to the center.
Joy Phoenix
Joy Phoenix, however, is not happy with the how the candles are set at the center of the rug. The group spends a few minutes properly adjusting that and placing the various crystals we’ve all brought along for the work under Joy’s guidance.
I had read, or heard somewhere, that it would be about 68 degrees farenheit in the pyramid but it’s more like 40 and I am freezing. Mica finds me a blanket to wrap around me and I am now able to concentrate. I thank everyone for making the enormous effort to get here from across the country and in the snow and in what remains a bad economy for most of us mortals. I explain we’ll be healing the ozone layer of Mother Earth in this meditation and that this will help reduce cancer.
After seeing how the group accepted her leadership setting up the crystals and candles and enjoying her great charm I choose Joy to lead the meditation. She asks me for my vision. I tell Joy that I saw the colors of the Galactic rug acting like color therapy for the earth’s ozone layer. Joy nods with an inspired smile.
COLOR THERAPYON A PLANETARY SCALE
After an introduction by this trip’s host Dr. Sarah Larsen of what DreamShield is and a lovely opening ceremony by Saralise to the four winds and 11 Oms we are ready for the serious work of healing earth’s ozone layer. I sense four giant angels, one guarding each face of the pyramid, as Joy begins with improvised words that flow like poetry. I see the spin of the galaxy in the rug pattern and know that each nub in the rainbow rug represents a member of the Galactic Federation. Thousands of intelligent worlds are joining in the work.
Joy’s beautiful New Zealand accent recalls to me the narration for The Lord of the Rings. Joy guides us to breathe in the color of each ring of the Galactic rug one at a time and project them each onto the earth. As we breathe the colors onto mother earth, hovering above the candles and crystals, the lunar eclipse is at its peak above us.
Today, 12/21/10 is the winter solstice and this alignment of a lunar eclipse and the solstice will not repeat itself for another 400 years. Looking around by the candlelight I am touched by Sarah Wellborn and her boyfriend Jacob’s young faces. I look to Sarah Larsen, her blissful eyes are closed, as we heal this precious earth of ours.
The meditation winds down, we hug each other good-bye and are once again in the snow storm, slugging our way to the car. Except for a nap I’ve been awake for nearly 48 hours, but I’m oddly not tired. Mica Monet leads the way to the minivan and warmth.
I consider myself a great snow driver and expect to get us onto the road from our parking spot on the back road. But Sarah Larsen’s family minvan is quickly stuck against the edge of the ditch. Embarrassed I turn the wheel over Saralise. With a little pushing from the group she has us moving and keeps us safely on the road on the foothills of Mt. Shasta.
Indeed, when a can-do guy like me turns over the wheel to a woman we are already in the New Age.
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“Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.” – Thich Nhat Hanh
Dream Blogger – Dr. Sarah Larsen
Dr. Larsen is one of the founders of DreamShield: Planetary Meditations for a Gentle 2012
If you meditate your brain changes so you can perform better.
Research using neuro-imaging technology has shown that meditation techniques can promote significant changes in brain areas associated with concentration. *
In the past, it was always assumed that extensive training was required to achieve this effect. So for those who would like to boost your cognitive abilities, without the monk-like discipline, time commitment, and cost; this information is so timely!!
Psychologists studying the effects of a meditation technique known as “mindfulness ” found that meditation-trained participants showed a significant improvement in their critical cognitive skills (and performed significantly higher in cognitive tests than a control group) after only four days of training for only 20 minutes each day. They got smarter and more efficient!!
“In the behavioral test results, what we are seeing is something that is somewhat comparable to results that have been documented after far more extensive training,” said Fadel Zeidan, a post-doctoral researcher at Wake Forest University School of Medicine, and a former doctoral student at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte, where the research was conducted.
“Simply stated, the profound improvements that we found after just 4 days of meditation training– are really surprising,” Zeidan noted. “It goes to show that the mind is, in fact, easily changeable and highly influenced, especially by meditation.”
The meditation training involved in the study was an abbreviated “mindfulness” training regime modeled on basic “Shamatha skills” from a Buddhist meditation tradition, conducted by a trained facilitator.
“The simple process of focusing on the breath in a relaxed manner, in a way that teaches you to regulate your emotions by raising one’s awareness of mental processes as they’re happening is like working out a bicep, but you are doing it to your brain. Mindfulness meditation teaches you to release sensory events that would easily distract, whether it is your own thoughts or an external noise, in an emotion-regulating fashion. This can lead to better, more efficient performance on the intended task.”
“This kind of training seems to prepare the mind for activity, but it’s not necessarily permanent,” Zeidan cautions. “This doesn’t mean that you meditate for four days and you’re done – you need to keep practicing.”
One of the best known and most respected Zen masters, Thich Nhat Hanh, has been my teacher of Mindfulness!
I teach a process that allows you to get more done based on Mindfulness Teachings.
Basic Model: Six Simple Steps to keep your Mind Sharp!
Doing this allows you to be more effective and bring your complete attention to a project before you begin it! (total time 1-3 minutes)
1. allow your body to completely relax
2. close your eyes
3. simply focus on the flow of your breath occurring at the tip of their nose.
4. If a random thought arise, notice and acknowledge the thought and simply let ‘it’ go by bringing the attention back to the sensations of the breath.”
5.Open your eyes and begin the project. (Work, working out, and just about anything!)
6. Notice the cooler air coming in each breath and warmed air leaving periodically through the project!
Subsequent training builds on this basic model. You can learn physical awareness, focus, and mindfulness with regard to distraction.
Set aside 20 minutes every day for a quiet Mind Meditation.
*This study appears in the April 2 issue of Consciousness and Cognition. Zeidan’s co-authors are Susan K. Johnson, Zhanna David and Paula Goolkasian from the Department of Psychology at UNC Charlotte, and Bruce J. Diamond from William Patterson University. The research was also part of Zeidan’s doctoral dissertation. The research was presented at the Cognitive Neuroscience Society’s annual meeting in Montreal.
“Findings like these suggest that meditation’s benefits may not require extensive training to be realized, and that meditation’s first benefits may be associated with increasing the ability to sustain attention,” Zeidan said.
“Further study is warranted,” he stressed, noting that brain imaging studies would be helpful in confirming the brain changes that the behavioral tests seem to indicate, “but this seems to be strong evidence for the idea that we may be able to modify our own minds to improve our cognitive processing – most importantly in the ability to sustain attention and vigilance – within a week’s time.”
“The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you’ve got to have a what-the-hell attitude.” — Julia Child
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
Confession: For a guy who runs a social media company I’ve not been very social. But I found my groove at the groovy 1.1.11 Butterfly Meditation DreamShield event at diva Laura De Leon’s amazing home with her amazing hubby Bob Jenkis, who is one of Hollywood’s top editors, and the help of the always playful Dr. Sarah Larsen.
At the global 10.10.10 event I spent the better part of my time hiding behind the camera and in my hotel room running the 24 hour webcast on my Mac. But 1.1.11 was different. I am stepping up into my role as a spiritual leader and visionary, shy though I still am.
To help me step up, Laura did some amazing healing on me, one where I could see in my mind’s eye that she removed a dragon of red energy that was wrapped around my core. Visit Laura at MysticMuse.com And with Sarah at Dr.SarahLarsen.com, who guides me to be more social almost daily. Add to that since Mt. Shasta, with Marta and Mica where we’ve held a place of love that we are keeping up through the solar eclipse on 1.4.11 and beyond.
More prep, Sarah and I went on a huge shopping trip on 12/31/11 and gathered the list of stuff for the 1.1.11 party only to learn at the cashiers they did not take Visa, the card my roomie loaned me, and Sarah had forgotten her wallet. Costco was kind enough to put our cart in storage and we headed to Laura’s for a rehearsal and we swung back for the stuff later and I kept my cool.
This may not sound like a big deal. But my style of work as a producer, and former real estate developer who built Oprah’s studios, is all about precision through plans, schedules and budgets. So in the past this Costco hiccup would have freaked me out. Instead, I enjoyed the comedy and beauty of the coming together of all this. Sarah is about going with the flow and Laura is a meticulous performer. So we made a great team for this important event. It was such an honor to stand beside a great performer and healer like Laura De Leon, the band and Sarah. There no more hiding in the New Age.
Here’s a taste of the amazing Butterfly meditation party at Casa De Leon.
And let me share the vision I had during the meditation and a promise to share in the moment for the next event tomorrow, the solar flare meditation on 1.4.11, we formed a new universe with the power of the Infinity Cookies for our friends here on earth to explore and enjoy. 1.1.11 was the birth of the Butterfly Universe!
Here’s the recipe for the heavenly DreamShield Infinity cookies that came from the Celestials. Make some of your own and grow the Butterfly Universe! Special thanks to Nadia Avalero for cooking this up based on the recipe from above.
DreamShield Infinity Cookies: Love is the Secret Ingredient
DREAMSHIELD INFINITY COOKIE
Organic, Raw, Vegan
1 cup Chia seeds …1/2 cup Shredded coconut 1 cup Walnuts 1/2 cup Sugar Cane Crystals 1/4 cup Coconut Oil TT Cinnamon Pinch Sea Salt TT Sesame seeds Water, to consistency
Separately finely grind chia seeds, coconut shreds and walnuts in coffee grinder. Mix all with melted coconut oil, water (add mixture is too dry), sugar crystals, cinnamon and sea salt.
Form into desired infinite shape with infinite love. Top with sesame seeds and refrigerate. Enjoy when solidified!
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“The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax.” – Albert Einstein
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
I finished the previous blog post at exactly midnight and got into bed hoping for a good night’s sleep as tomorrow is the Butterfly Meditation. But I was woken at 2:22 AM to do a “data transmission” meditation. Seems we mortals don’t need as much sleep in the New Age.
This is a night photo of LA from space that I was directed to post for you, dear reader. See the Butterfly?
I thought the name for our meditation came to our team because of the cocoon to butterfly thing. Old age to New age stuff. But angels work on many levels and dimensions at once. And so I now know we picked the butterfly name for today’s planetary meditation because there’s huge quantum physics are work here to shift us into a gentle 2012. We are being given the tools to reshape reality through quantum physics and raising our vibrational frequency.
Through Dr. Sarah Larsen and an amazing 6 hour physics video she armed me with, I am up to date and the solution to Einstein’s unified field theory and how its been totally worked out by today’s brilliant scientists.
You’ve not seen or heard much of this in mainstream media because they have not woken up yet to how what infinite vast beings we really are and how interconnected we all really are.
Long and short of it is that every person has trillion of atoms that they are made of and at the center of each of a black hole. We are literally flicker in and out of existence millions of time per second, at the speed of light. Considering that film created the illusion of reality at 24 flickers per second, imagine how tiny of a fraction of the universe we really only see… so far. Watch, these science people, they tell it way better than me.
So the Butterfly Meditation all fit together now. We are infinite beings the are the event horizon for the infinite large outside us and infinite small within, all of us butterflies.
OK, last thing, before I go back to bed if the Celestials guiding DreamShield will let me sleep. 2011 is the year we will solve all the programs used to scramble earth’s chakras. All the programs can be undone and are hidden in ancient myths. Put into our consciousness for this work. After half an hour of meditation where my eagle-self soared over the Middle East, for what I thought was a meditation on peace. Instead I was given this info by our team guide Ramses who been blowing my mind since guiding the meditation for Mt. Shasta in the pyramid guided by Sarah Wellborne.
TOWER OF BABEL
The Bible's Tower of Babel
Trance
Oscillator
Wave
Erratic
Randomizer
Orion
Fragmentary
Babylonian
Angelic
Barrier
Enchantment
Laser
Rames, who speaks to me as a great father figure, tells us the real Tower of Babel was in Brazil and was a space elevator, a way people on earth got off world. This was millions of years ago when we were given the keys to some primitive ships to explore our solar system by the ancients who helped shape our race’s DNA. But we showed we deemed not ready and the space elevator was dismantled and our chakras were all scrambled to give us time to evolve to where we are right now, on the threshold of manifesting a better tomorrow. This ancient tale eventually became the Bible, story of the Tower of Babel.
We’ve learned from cracking the Merlin code on the Mt. Shasta mission, the head charkra, that we must find counter codes to the above. I’ll leave that to the team. But once we crack it we will have better communication with the angels and the celestial beings guiding the work of a gentle 2012.
Night. Sorry for any typos. I’ll fix them when I am awake. Over out.
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Be at war with yourself your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each New Year find you a better man. – Benjamin Franklin
DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz
1/1/11 Updated 11/10/12
Saddest update ever. After a sudden battle with Cancer DreamShield booster Bradley Quick passed on 10.22.12. Here this the link to the story of my Uturn on the road to Antarctica 12.12.12 to see him one last time before he transitioned to the higher realms. Bradley is not gone, he’s just made a cool change.
What a lovely day it’s been today preparing for the Butterfly Meditation tomorrow at Laura De Leon’s lovely home and with Dr. Sarah Larsen, for the New Year’s Day DreamShield Butterfly Meditation. As I look back on how 2010 unfolded its like reading a great novel.
2010 began with the economy worsening and feelings of great insecurity for us all. I was low on cash and stranded in New Mexico with my roommate’s family. I was alone and miserable over losing my home, my car, my stuff and my dog in 2009. Yet I was oddly happy.
How could I be happy having lost everything in the world, stuck in New Mexico painting my then roomate’s house for free that did not belong to me while not being able to afford being home with my family? The answer is that I had learned somehow through all this that my happiness lay within me and not in external things. As I got back to LA I began in earnest to do my best to rebuild my life. My roommate had to give up on Hollywood for a while and regroup in New Mexico. And after a rocky sudden departure that nearly left me homeless I ended up on the doorstep of Bradley Quick and his Cool Change Foundation.
In return for couch surfing for two weeks I’d agreed to social media for Bradley, a motivational speaker and radio talk show host that uses media to battle substance abuse. The cause caught fire in my heart and my little enterprise BuzzBroz donated a dozen videos when I’d only promised 2. When my two weeks was up and I was getting ready to leave Bradley asked me to extend the arrangement until I whenever I felt it had run its course. That was – 10 months, 70 videos, 5,000 twitter followers, a LiveStream Channel, A Facebok fan page and half a million YouTube views for the Cool Change Foundation – ago.
With Bradley every day is an adventure as he endeavors to get the word out to more and more people via BuzzBroz. He’s going to be broadcasting live 5 days a week in early 2011 and it’s amazing to watch and help him put that together.
Dr. Sarah Laren and Crystal, host of the 3/13/11 Oneness Meditation
And its through Bradley’s love and support I have come to find my passion and purpose in life with DreamShield. All roads on this project lead back to Bradley’s unselfish introductions in return for all the help I have donated to his charity. The chain went like this Bradley introduces me to Dorothy Donahue, Filippo Voltaggio and Connie Miller. This leads to my trip to Italy in May and my angel activation in the first DreamShield by the healer Guila at Santa Maria Del Sole. On return to the US I talk to Barnet Bain, Sarah Larsen, Mica Monet and Ramon Goves, who I met via Dorothy and Fillipo and they convince me to share the vision of a gentle 2012 and the mission to honor the DreamShield on 10/10/10. A global web event with, Spirit Recovery, a sponsor out of Nashville, Lee McCormick, who I also met via Bradley lets DreamShield, only 3 months old be seen across the world in all 24 times zones with live events in Nashville, LA, Greece and Itlay broadcast on YouTube and LiveStream. The stars are the limit for this work for 2012 and beyond.
Ken Sheetz and Laura De Leon
Funny thing is that I was thinking on 10/10/10 that this was end of DreamShield until 11/11/11 and 12/12/12 when I am further activated via lunch meeting with Isabella Stoloff that booms into a 11/1/10 mediation followed by a huge slate of planetary meditations. And then Dr. Sarah Larsen emerges as a key partner in the DreamShield work and brings in so many people here in the city of angels for the mission. The scope and majesty of the work is beyond anything I expected but involves extensive travel I had not budgeted for and my cash runs low. And again Bradley steps up to lend a financial hand, keeping the work alive, me fed and working.
The year ends with planetary meditations to reduce earthquakes, deflect asteroids and healing of the ozone layer and preparations for an amazing 1/1/11 New Year’s Day meditation hosted by singer Laura De Leon at her lovely home with amazing husband Bob and the wonderful Dr. Larsen and I helping her pull it together.
In 2011 I resolve to continue to donate a big chunk of time to Bradley’s charity with the majority of my time going that with the DreamShield. But Bradley’s loves and supports the work because what could be a cooler change for his Cool Change Foundation than the change DreamShield that he helped start is bring about for a gentle 2012?
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My dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as the last best hope of earth. – Abraham Lincoln
Dream Blogger – Ken Sheetz
LINCOLN IS BACK
Last fall, 2009, as a result of the bad economy costing me my VW Beetle, I was looking to carpool a ride to a social media education event in Marina Del Rey. I sent out an invite to a filmmaker group I belong to offering a free spot in the class in return for a ride and Tom Katsis, an actor I met briefly once before in auditions for one of my TV shows, responded right away.
I learned on the ride from Agoura Hills -where I lived shortly before I had to give up my beautiful home in the long hard recession – on the way to Marina Del Rey that the lanky humorous Tom Katsis is, in addition to being an actor of serious late bloomer talent, one of the leading Abe Lincoln actors in America. There was an instant connection between Tom and me as we both are huge Abraham Lincoln fans. Tom and I quickly collaborated right there in the car and later over tacos on a web series we named “Lincoln is Back“.
The moment I got home I began writing the script. Instantly, I felt the words of the great Civil War president flow through me. At the time, before my spiritual awakening spring of this year with the vision of a gentle 2012 in Italy that began all this, I was afraid to say that I was directly channeling Lincoln.
Our greatest president is vexed with today’s politicians on both sides of the aisle and especially in the White House. Yes, I was psychic channeling because in less than 5 days I wrote the entire eleven web episodes, the equivalent of three half-hour long TV shows. I am a fast writer – one of the reasons I’ve been chosen to foster DreamShield – but I am not that fast.
Abe speaks in our web series to America about his fears that a new slavery has taken hold of America, a slavery to corporations. Here’s my personal favorite of the YouTube.com/AbeLincolnisBack series, where Abe talks about the Cornfield Battle of 1862 and the war on obesity America faces as result of too much corn in our diets. Go get ’em, Abe!
For the 12/12/10 planetary mediation to switch America from oil cars to electric cars, exactly two years before what is to be the climax to the planetary meditations work with a huge global 12/12/12 event, I’d been guided to form intimate scale dream team in North Hollywood at the 9/11 monument. I made personal calls to a few people who know the site’s location, happy this was going to be simple.
Tom had been unable to attend the amazing 11/1/10 mediation at the 9/11 monument and Abraham Lincoln’s spirit was upset with Tom for missing that event at the 9/11 monument as it was election eve. Abe wanted to be heard about voting for the individuals, not parties, who oppose, as he did while in office, unbridled corporate power. This time when Tom was called on to be at the monument today he promised to be there and ready for work. I’d already done a Reiki healing on Tom, to help him get over a case of shingles faster, at the site a week ago and so he knew the 9/11 monument’s location well.
HEAVENLY FORMULA FOR SUCCESS
What I was simply not expecting, and angels love surprises, was that all night long, through the wee hours before the 12/12/10 event, I was downloaded with complex chemical formulas. Where these were coming from I simply trusted and accepted as the angels’ work. But the buzz of chemical formulas kept me up most of the night, formula after formula, until I finally I complained, “Guys, I’m only mortal and need some sleep. I’m certainly no scientist. I have no idea of what any of this stuff you are sending me means.”
Then I hear the soft east coast accent of David Angell, one of the lost of 911 from Flight 11, my guardian angel for this work. He chuckles and reassures me, “Have faith, Kenny. You’ll know exactly what to do with all this chemical stuff. We got your back at the monument.”
This makes me happy. “Thanks, David, ” I say in my mind, “I know I am on the right track whenever you are around.”
“Relax and enjoy the chemistry lesson of lifetime, Kenny. Sorry it’s such a gigantic download but we are getting the oil monkey off earth’s back, you know, kiddo,” adds David.
“No more complaints. Keep it coming, angels,” I mutter into my pillow. I relax and start to dream, and lose the chemical data connection, but the clever angels keep feeding data to me in new creative ways. In one dream I am in a business meeting when I notice pencils on the conference table are all grouped together in a chemical formula pattern and I wake with a start, only to get more downloads to angel giggles.
The flowing ocean of information, including machinery blueprints, come in flashes so fast and in such volume that I can only lie still and do my work as a willing receiver. The angelic downloads go on and on until the break of daylight when I finally get some real sleep.
SLEEPY DREAM WORKER
The next morning my bright eyed and bushy tailed roomie, Bradley Quick, rambles on and on about new software and gear while I help the lovable lug to haul in a file cabinet he bought at an estate sale. After the moving work is done I realize time is flying by and cut Brad off mid-techno-babble-sentence and hurry to the park past one of Bradley’s addiction clients who is on his way in for a session with Brad. Today it was my mission to visualize an America free of oil addiction.
After the delays helping Bradley I was ten minutes late at the park’s corner. So I was happy to see Tom already waiting at the 9/11 monument as I hurry past the super tame squirrels in the park’s trees, who chatter and beg for treats.
While we waited for an actor/producer pal of ours, Ramon Govea, one of DreamShield’s top dreamers, who only said he “might” be joining us, I used a solar reflector that I normally use for actor lighting to light up a crystal I’d borrowed from Bradley and placed upon the monument. The site is so activated by all the work we and the angels have already done here that it all comes to life for the planetary mediation quickly.
Soon it’s 12:12 PM and time to go to work. Just Tom and me, but there are many people around the world tuning in on this work, helping from afar with rainbow bridges, a term used for remote work. It makes our little dream teams very powerful.
VOLUNTEER ANGEL
Just last week I did a spur of the moment meditation at the monument with Nadia Arevalo, a volunteer for our 10/10/10 event, where there were 200 amazing people participating in LA, not counting Greece, Italy and Nashville. I’ve run many big projects in my life, from skyscrapers to Oprah’s studios, but nothing has taken off as fast or as international as DreamShield has.
Dr. Sarah Larsen, who hosted the LA event, had put together a crackerjack team of volunteers, including the super competent and delightful Nadia. Nadia met me at the NoHo Coffee Bean to take the guest list from 10/10/10 and turn it into an email list for us. As the biz meeting ended, I invited Nadia visit the 9/11 monument as it’s become such a key site for DreamShield Planetary Meditations. It’s never the same twice and always amazing.
After a short ride to the park I walked Nadia through the sacred geometry of the 9/11 site and introduced her to the vortex tree. We grabbed hold of the top of the triangle’s solar light panel and began to mediate. Suddenly a odd looking runner with a mop of curly red hair broke from the running trail and asked, “Found any keys?” We shook our heads “no”, a little stunned someone would ask two people in meditation, grabbing onto a solar light pole, for keys. The odd character sprinted off without another word.
Nadia said to me, “That guy was a sign!”
“You’re right! Let’s turn this light pole in our minds as though we have keys to unlock a tumbler in the earth!” Nadia and I slowly shuffled our feet until we reversed positions around the solar light pole, while seeing it turn like a great key of light in our minds. Whoosh! A colorful explosion of swirling pinwheel beautiful psychedelic energy, running at ground level beneath the DreamShield, raced around the world! It looked so cool, something like this picture to the right.
As Nadia and I left the park I could see the rainbow energy filling the world with color, light and love for transformation.
OIL TO ELECTRIC CARS PLANETARY MEDIATION
So by, today, 12/12/10, I have full confidence that Tom and I will see miracles here at the monument, a beautiful sunny day where it is 80 degrees versus the blizzard back home in Chicago.
For such a small event, in human scale, the downloads and guidance were incredibly complex, including a science lesson that came when I was told to turn on the TV at a precise instant for useful info. And what do you know a science show popped up on the TV that was on about electromagnetic energy transmission through crystal to power flat scree TVs! That info is why I borrowed Bradley’s crystal, a big beauty of a orange crustal, which I set atop the 911 monument.
See the orbs in this photo upon one of the three solar panels that form a triangle of powerful clean energy? This showed up a few days ago in a my pre-visioning work. I take thousands of photos for my work at BuzzBroz and I’ve never see light glare form orbs like these. That’s a square box. Not a series of flood as it appears.
As Tom and I take up our 12/12/10 12:12 planetary mediation positions I tell him about the power of the trio of lights like the one to the left photo that handle the 911 monument and the many more solar lights, scattered around the rest of the amazing park that also has a statue of the lost pilot Amelia Erhart.
I say to Tom, “It’s no accident, here in this park for the lost, especially the lost passengers of flight 11 on 9/11, lost to what is a losing battle over dwindling oil, that the solar power panels are here to help the work of today.”
I tell Tom about the happy pinwheel of glorious and energy that Nadia unleashed, that there is nothing be sad or angry about this sacred place any longer. The grieving is done and the angels of flight 11, headed by David Angell, want America to move forward again as the last great hope of the earth, as Abe once said and has never been more true or needed than today.
Tom and I “ohm” 12 times in honor of the date and time. I tell Tom exactly what I am visioning so we can share a dream of a better tomorrow free of oil addiction, “See the triangle of lights rise behind the monument to form a gold transparent multi-dimensional pyramid. The cars of the busy 170 freeway flow north and south through the gold pyramid.”
We listen to the steady hum of traffic from the 170 Freeway and direct an “ohm” up at a jet that passes above the vortex of love tree at exactly 12:12. “That jet is filled with Californians no different than the ones with us here today, lost on 9/11. The lost angels of 911 and thousands of angels that stand in a formation that extends the triangle of solar lights out to the churches along Tujunga. The angels feed energy through you and me, Tom, and through the golden pyramid before us to the cars on the 170.”
“Yes,” says Tom as we finish our “ohms.”
I tell Tom, as we are now deep into the vision,”See the black energy of the cars of the 170 freeway floating past? They look like those little black soot sprites in the film SPIRITED AWAY. These are the spirits of dinosaurs who died in tar pits and over eons became the oil of today. But this oil, which at first was raised from the earth by hard-working Americans from our own part of the earth, and was therefore spiritually pure, has sadly become tainted by greed, theft, wars and countless lives lost.
The oil sprites are suffering from this taint of evil. They are tired of being pulled from the earth and burned up, where they pollute our atmosphere and cause all manners of cancer and global warming as a karmic retaliation for our insensitivity.”
“I see it!” Tom said, his eyes still closed. “And the cars are sad. Saying to us,’Get the tainted oil out of me. I want to be solar-powered and fueled by solar filling stations!'”
“Yes!” I agree, Tom’s vision amplifying my own. “Now let’s see the enormous download of all the engineering drawings and chemical formulas flow, that I kept me up most of last night, flow into the cars of the 170, carried along to the 101, up to the Washington State and across the highways of the Northern states, down along the Great Lakes and over the Northeast, down the eastern seaboard through Florida and along the Gulf Coast, through Texas and above the border with Mexico until it joins us here again. See the angry oil sprites calm and welcome the ocean of information and network that data from the ring of highways about the country, flowing inward to every highway and street. ”
“I see it. Like veins in America’s body” Tom says with a nod, his eyes still shut tight.
“Now, Tom,” I say. “See the oil sprites take all that data and desperately seek their freedom and freedom for us all. See the sprites seek out engineers, inventors, venture capitalists, politicians with courage, designers, experts of all kinds, to accept the divine guidance of the angels to bring about a complete rebuilding of America’s car industry over to clean solar-powered electric cars. All to ensure a gentle 2012, free of pollution of not only our earth but our souls.”
Tom says, eyes still closed, his Lincoln-like face turned up to the clear blue sky, “The sun is abundance. Free, clean, unlimited power the greedy corporations must stand aside for progress.”
I smile at Tom. I can see Abe is here now, speaking with and through Tom and me,”Tom, people want ease of use for electric cars. See the inventors coming up with simple solutions where a driver pulls into his garage and the car begins to recharge automatically. So much cheaper and simpler than a smelly gas station.”
“Yes,” Tom agrees.
“Now see the black oil sprites first replaced by gray sprites in hybrid cars and finally… the transition is complete. America’s roads team with a white sprites, pure electric solar-powered transportation. ”
“Yes,” says Tom, “The cars and the drivers are happy. No more road rage.”
“Now America’s arteries, its highways, streets and alleys, flow with pure with white energy that overflows her boundaries. Electric solar-powered cars leave our shores on great ships, refilling our hollow economy, bringing jobs back to our shores. The electric cars reach billions of customers in China, India, Europe, Asia and all the world. ”
“Amazing,” says Tom, voice cracking with emotion. He lets out a deep breath.
“Hang in there, Tom. Almost done. See the oil derricks shutting down, collapsing in piles of rust, welcomed back into mother earth. Take another deep breath, Tom. There’s only one last thing you must do. I want you to speak for Abraham Lincoln, our mutual spirit guide. What does Abe have to say to the American people?”
Tom takes a deep cleansing breath and seems to get taller and says in the voice I’ve heard before in our videos, Abe’s voice that echoes over the 9/11 monument…
“The people of America must stop feeding on the oil made from fossil fuels of decaying dinosaurs or we shall become as dinosaurs as a nation.”
“Right on, Abe,” I add.
At that moment I hear David Angell lead the other angels in thunderous applause that brings tears to my eyes. “Told you that you’d know what to do with the downloads, Kenny. You had faith. Nice, kid.”
I don’t see him, but I feel Abe clasp his big hands about both our shoulders and say, “Good work, boys. Yes, very good work indeed.”
With the help of Abe and the angels, Tom and I lower the golden pyramid, close down the planetary meditation and leave the oil sprites to their important mission. A mission of finding the minds and talent who will receive the celestial downloads that I was blessed to receive and transmit.
Tom and I pack up the crystals and gear and happily head for a celebration lunch to a nearby little hamburger joint that sits on North Hollywood’s Riverside and Tujunga, beneath the buzzing 170 freeway.
Lunch never tasted so good and the freeway never sounded so mystical.
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A few weeks ago I was thrilled to have enough dough to buy an Ipod with portable speakers to use in the planetary meditations. I promptly went over to Itunes via WiFi to buy some music. A child of the 60s, the first purchase I of course made was my favorite Beatles songs including, “All You Need is Love”. Imagine my horror when I discovered Apple did not sell original Beatles music and what I heard coming through my headset was a bad cover band imitation! Sigh. Well, now just a few weeks later we have the Beatles for real on Itunes.
Everything was for real when it came time for the 4th and final meditation at Mt. Shasta. My dream team that I’d gotten to know so well on the trip, Cali Rossen and Chris Rossen, a Hollywood power couple, were, like any couple married 17 years, having a few problems in their relationship. But those problems are small and I envy this couple that have stood by each other through thick and thin in this hellish economy. I’d been guided before we even left LA that Cali and Chris’ love was going to be the basis of the Planetary Love Meditation.
Cali scouted up a wonderful spot, a boardwalk built over a marsh behind the charming town of Mt. Shasta that led to a reflecting pond where the mountain shimmered. As we set up to do the work and lit some incense sticks that Dave at the Dream Inn had given Cali, a pair of Mallard ducks, male and female, paddled by. Yes, it was a perfect romantic location for this work and this time rather than an “ohm” meditation I felt a “wow” meditation was in order for this wow couple.
As our Mt. Shasta trio “Wowed” together my mind ran back to the amazing “Wow Meditation” at the closing for 10/10/10. I’ve never felt so much love as when that meditation ended and the group of about 100 people joined in a group hug of me, Dr. Sarah Larsen and Dr. Robert Cassar. Here’s a look back at 10/10/10 and the vision in Italy that got DreamShield started back in May of 2010.
PLANETARY LOVE MEDITATION
I snap back to the present at Mt. Shasta and feel the love of 10/10/10 connect to the love of Cali and Chris here on 11/11/10, another of the amazing binary dates prescribed for these meditations eons ago. Angels have no sense of time and these binary dates and times are the ideal way we can access their power to create planetary scale meditations.
As our 11 wows complete I feel the awesome presence of the angels about us in the clouds above and on the mountain peaks. I saw a pink ball appear over Mt. Shasta, much like the one the Good Witch of the North flew to Dorothy in the “Wizard of Oz”. Now the pink ball floats down from Mt. Shasta to surround Cali and Chris in pink bliss.
Our three person dream team concentrated on growing the ball of pink love. It grew rapidly big enough to encompass the other three meditation sites in the Mt. Shasta area. Planetary meditations where we reduced earthquake/tectonic activity, volcanic activity and gained the protection of earth from asteroids with the help of tiny celestial beings called the Nanonites. And you can read all about these three other planetary meditations in the blog index.
Today, 11/11/10 at 11:11 AM, Love was our mission, love for the world, love between all people. The pink ball grew to meet the DreamShield on the edge of our atmosphere, surrounding earth in bliss amongst the stars.
At this heavenly moment, the marsh seemed to smell like a pineapple field in Hawaii. I don’t have much a sense of smell so this filled me with joy.
I saw the blue string of the incense sticks Cali and Chris held connect them with blue angel energy like I first saw join our group of 20 in Puglia Italy where the DreamShield came to life.
I asked Cali and Chris to kiss. What a kiss! Sorry no filming:) Ah, there was so much love, I felt like a preacher doing a wedding.
Angel fairies giggled and glided over the pond as the lovers kissed a kiss for the whole world.
To close the Love Meditation, Cali took one of her sacred stones she had found 10 years ago in Italy, an amazing gray stone with a white cross in its heart, and placed it inside a waterfall at that led from the marsh, fed by the snows of Mt. Shasta, and visualized the love from her kiss with her husband of 17 years reaching all the oceans of the earth.
After some packing up, we departed the Dream Inn, made a quick stop at Castle Crag park to run the Rossen’s pair of dogs, who were both so good the whole trip they deserved a reward of chasing each other thought the forest. After I have a free Reiki session to reward the Rosens we were on our way back to LA. On the nine hour drive home I had time to reflect on the Mt. Shasta planetary meditations, each a huge success. I laughed at myself for thinking the work of 10/10/10 would be over for me and DreamShield for about a year. Here it was a month after 10/10/10 and I’d now conducted 5 intimate scale planetary meditations.
As I got back to The Cool Change Foundation, where I live in a modest studio for my work, and donate a lot of work above and beyond what pays my rent, I realized DreamShield is something that is not only beneficial to the world but the people, including me, that do the work. The angels have huge plans for 11/11/11 and 12/12/12, but there are amazing spiritual adventures in between, at intimate scale events, to savor.
And I can’t wait for my return to Mt. Shasta for the total lunar eclipse, the last of the old Mayan calendar on December 19-22. Only one week away. This spiritual expedition, hosted by Dr. Sarah Larsen and me, will comprise a dream team of 9 amazing people. And Sarah, a third generation palmist an holistic doctor, has been planning amazing treats for this dream team, from mineral spring baths to visits to a new pyramid for the eclipse.
Will we have more meditation visions of UFOs and angels? Stay tuned and remember ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE. The link here takes you to the real Beatles version.
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Yep, I was still exhausted over the loss of my dad and the 3 nights of solo DreamShield meditations in the Bermuda Triangle. I was nervous and unsure I’d be up for the important work. Later, Sarah Wellborn from Mt. Shasta joined Sarah Larsen at Rachel and Robert’s. I was not very good company after the big day and talked about perhaps taking a long break from DreamShield after Nashville.
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