Nothing else mattered, but LOVE

UNTIL IT DID.

This is gonna trigger some people….Just a warning up front.

I’ve always had a problem with exclusion. Being raised Catholic, I was always questioning all of the “rules”. I think the nuns were frequently frustrated with me. We were taught that we were the only religion that was allowed into heaven. For a while, I remember walking around with a puffed chest believing that I was superior and chosen.

Until, I became friends with “protestants”.

What made my religion so superior that I got to go to heaven, and they didn’t? And, then there was the caveat that we not only had to be Catholic to gain admittance to the elusive place, but we had to be GOOD, and go to confession, yada yada yada.

Black and white.

Absolutely no gray.

No wiggle room.

My friends didn’t get to go to heaven. Instead, they had to go to purgatory and wait until Jesus came again.

But why?

Division.

Superiority.

Holier than thou.

Fear programming. BIG TIME.

So much judgement.

So many wars fought in the name of “religion”.

I left organized religion and went on a journey to find MY answers.

I became what is known as a seeker. I studied it all.

The commonality I found was one thing….LOVE. Love of self first of all….which to some of you may seem selfish, but one of Jesus’ commandments was “Love one another, AS YOU LOVE YOURSELF.”

I had many many many mystical experiences that I was not able to explain, but, every single one of them allowed me insight to the unseen, to the divinity inside all of us. I could see that we were and are one.

Recently I’ve gotten back into my meditation practice which has grown me even more than before. I see our tapestry, the meaning of life so much clearer.

I believe we are here to include all. No division. No holier than thou. No “my religion allows me entrance into heaven, and because you are a heathen, etc etc, you don’t get to go.”

It’s time to put aside our judgement.

For years I have made a conscious effort to include everyone….. I refer to the higher power that I believe in as GUS – God, Universe, Spirit – so as not to exclude anyone. I also sign a large portion of my posts with “May We Walk Together As One.” Because we ARE!!!

Times are so incredibly tumultuous right now, that we need to come together. REGARDLESS of our beliefs. It’s utterly ridiculous to me to say to others, “You don’t believe as I do, so you can’t be apart of this monumental shift in humanity.”

It takes all of us to fight the evil that is presently in our world.

This is MY truth. Not “THE truth.” I don’t think any of us truly know what “THE truth” is. Again, MY truth.

Obviously, there was a strong trigger prior to me upping my “inclusion” game.

For about three months, I was in a relationship where nothing mattered but LOVE, until that shifted. My spirituality is who I am. It’s my essence. I can’t be someone I’m not. I was up front from the very beginning even though there were moments that I was sure he would call it quits knowing how I believed. And, then he realized I couldn’t be someone that I’m not.

And, love took a backseat. Programming took over.

Such a painful situation.

With no solution.

I would never ask him to change his beliefs for me, and, I cannot change my essence.

And I honor our soul contract. Clearly, it was another intuition lesson (omg….they can stop at any moment), but, it also made me highly aware that one of my messages to share is about inclusion. Division is killing us. I’m more determined than even to share what I have learned and experienced. I’ll always love him. He finally convinced me that I am beautiful. Worthy. Desirable. Invincible. We would spend hours and hours laughing about….well….mostly….his dorkiness. We worked well together in the kitchen, except for his ocd ness of putting things away before I’m finished with them.

Very grateful for such a beautiful lesson with such a beautiful soul.

But, for me….

Nothing Else Matters, But Love…..And even though that wasn’t enough for our relationship, it is MY truth.

May We Walk Together As One,

Paula

What a difference a year makes

The Cage is Falling Apart

Which, perhaps, is possibly one of the biggest understatements I’ve ever written.

A little over a year ago, I was deep in the narrative. Even though, on several different occasions I had gone down what I considered deep rabbit holes.

And, I was definitely a Karen, not a full blown one, but a Karen non-the-less. Looking down my nose through my fogged glasses at those who weren’t wearing masks, because, to me, at the time, it meant they didn’t care for their fellow men.

I relied on MSM to spoon feed me news. I believed what they were saying. After all, what purpose would it serve to lie to the American public….or the world public for that matter. I trusted Dr. Fauci, Gov. Cuomo, and I had a strong dislike for Trump.

A year of research has most definitely changed that.

I’ve watch countless hours of censored videos and read more articles than I ever have in my life. Some I discarded as preposterous, using only my intuition to guide me. I asked millions of questions of my brother who has been a physician for over 30 years, relying on his experiences in the covid trenches, because something told me that what we were being told as a nation, somehow didn’t add up.

I started following world renowned physicians, scientists and statisticians who were being censored, having everything to lose and nothing to gain, who were putting their licenses, and reputations, not to mention their lives at risk.

I was blown away at the amount of corruption, lies and deceit.

I lost friends. I was ridiculed. I was called a killer. I was called horrible names. I was banned from social media. But, it didn’t and hasn’t stopped me from sharing what I have discovered.

It wasn’t until I started listening to RFK Jr.’s book – The Real Anthony Fauci – that I really realized the depth of the deception. It’s a hard read….and I’ve found that I can only listen to a couple of hours at a time, because it takes quite a bit of time to digest the corruption. So many questions answered: What is Gain of Function, and why was it allowed? What happened to the off-label drugs that research proved worked against the pandemic? What REALLY happened during the AIDS crisis? Why the cover-ups? How, exactly did they get EUA? Why does big Pharma have no liability for injuries? Why the big push? Why is the VAERS system that has been in place for so many years all of a sudden being discredited? Why are physicians who choose to treat patients and are following their hippocratic oath of do no harm suddenly losing their licenses?

The list goes on and on.

I KNEW the corruption was deep….I just didn’t realize HOW deep.

It’s not been easy for me. Mostly because I have people pleasing programming….with a bit of “what will people think of me if I speak my truth?”

Scary as fuck.

And yet, still, I continue to speak my truth.

I understand how hard it is to step out of the narrative. It takes a massive amount courage to see. It takes even more courage to put it out there. I know, because I’ve done it.

It doesn’t take a rocket science degree to know that there is something amiss. All it takes is a little bit of time to search on search engines that don’t have an agenda.

We are on the precipice of much needed change. We are stepping into sovereignty. We are changing the world.

No more greed.

No more power hunger.

A brotherhood of man.

Living in harmony.

But, in order to get there, we have to be willing to look at the darkness that is threatening to overtake us. Both internal and external.

We need to be willing to be ostracized and face our fears.

I know there are so many of us, some speak out, some don’t, but many more of us see now.

The demons of evil are losing their grip, and like injured animals that are cornered, they are striking out.

But, I truly believe that the light will win.

Blessings to all of you

May We Walk Together As One.

Paula

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