…we might suffer and toil here on the Earth plane. There are hard days for all of us, no matter where we are or what our circumstances are. But in the very end, it has all played out for a reason. No, we don’t understand why. But we know it happens for a reason…

My mother-in-law passed suddenly on December 22nd due to complications of Diabetes. Her funeral was December 30th. We will miss her as she was dear to all of our children and the holiday season will not be the same with her passing.

There’s a spiritual lesson here.

I think we sometimes take our existence on the 3D Earth plane for granted. We do some pretty silly stuff just to pass the time. Which is not to say that it’s bad to have some fun or that life has to be a 24/7 grind right up until the grave. Quite the opposite. We’re here to enjoy what life has to offer. But sometimes it’s easy to forget that it only lasts so long.

Then the veil of forgetfulness kicks in when we start all over again, assuming we choose to do so. Then it’s right back to taking things for granted. Maybe we work too many long hours at a dead end job. Maybe we get married to someone in a flight of passion only to get divorced a few weeks later. Maybe we drown our problems in drugs, alcohol, porn and/or gambling for years on end. Then time passes us by. Then, all the things we wish we had done are past.


According to some, we are God experiencing the Universe through mortal eyes. Or more succinctly, God experiencing God in of of His many forms. So, then the question always comes back around to “Why do bad things happen?” And the answer is inevitably, “We don’t truly know.”

I like to think everything, and I mean literally everything, happens for a reason. Getting hired at a job. Getting fired from a job. Having children or choosing not to do so. Writing an article or eating Cheetos and playing video games. Dying. It all happens for a reason. It’s not necessarily our place to know why or when we’re going to die. Some things are choices, indicating free will. But who’s to say there isn’t divine guidance behind those very choices that have a deeper reason behind them? God works in mysterious ways. Ours is not to always know what the motivations behind the scenes really are.

Yes, we choose in every now moment. That’s the free will component of the 3D Earth plane. And people die every day from choices that could maybe have been different, or were different in another timeline of the multiverse. But the kicker is, when God calls you home, that’s it. Your current body is done and away you go on another adventure.

I believe in a loving Universe, or caring God, if you will.

I’m not a religious person by any stretch of the imagination. My friend Tom, who was our minister for the service, has his own congregation of the Evangelical Free Church. I absolutely loved the service today. As funerals go, he did a fantastic job. The one message, and I sincerely hope my kids were paying attention, is that we have a loving God. (Sorry, non-Christian friends. I know it’s not your cup of tea necessarily. It’s what we’re working with today.) We do truly live in a loving, benevolent Universe, though.

Sure, we might suffer and toil here on the Earth plane. There are hard days for all of us, no matter where we are or what our circumstances are. But in the very end, it has all played out for a reason. No, we don’t understand why. But we know it happens for a reason, and I suspect that we are filled in on what happened on the other side of the veil, assuming we didn’t already know and just forgot.

Personally, I don’t think there is a Hell, at least not as organized religion would have us believe. I mean, why would a loving and caring Creator have to force us into behaving ourselves with threats of eternal damnation and everlasting torment? Why put us through all this stuff on the Earth plane, just to screw up and forever suffer for it?

Are there “bad” people?

Of course there are who do bad, unspeakable acts in life. There are also large numbers of good, kind, loving people. I could name hundreds of offenses against humanity and trespasses upon others’ sovereignty. Again, this goes back to the belief that we all have a part to play. One lifetime you inflict trauma, but in the next you might be on the receiving end of all kinds of horrible treatment. There’s always a reason, though. There’s always a lesson in everything. There is always the presence of the divine in everything.

Finally, peace.

Whatever lies on the other side of the mortal coil is waiting for us to find. No matter what you choose to believe, the day is going to finally come when we transition from our current body into whatever comes next. Far too many people have come back from Near Death Experiences with stories of the other side for there to be nothing there. (Sorry, atheist friends. I’m very convinced there is another side.) Whatever the reason things happen in the mortal coil, we’re all going to meet up to discuss it on that other side.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need my daily dose of cute, fuzzy bunnies and duckies. I’m going to go snuggle the cats and maybe get some sleep. It’s been kinda rough. I trust in the Universe. I believe in something greater than all of us, but I don’t always claim to understand why things happen the way they do. Hence, little, simple, fuzzy, loving little animals. No serious thought required, just love and snuggles.

Have a safe and happy holiday season. Much love. Please set your intentions for 2022 to be a year of prosperity, joy, love and forgiveness. See you again soon.

Back to School Part 2

I AM grateful that my children are learning. There is so much to be grateful for. Truly.

When last we left our heroes, they were facing down a dire plague of the ages, an intragnizent governor, and the Des Moines School board. How to do this from a neutral space? How do we do what’s best for the kids and for ourselves?

Quick recap for those unfamiliar with the situation here in Iowa this year. According to Covid-1984 statistics, Iowa has one of the highest rates of new cases not just in the nation, but in the world. At one point, our little state was at the top of the charts, ahead of entire countries that have staggeringly low GNPs and not much for health care.

Almost smack dab in the middle of the U.S.A.
Graphic c/o

See, we have this governor here in Iowa, Kim Reynolds, (Who has no end of nicknames around here and is the subject of many, many memes on the Internet,) who in her absolute lack of wisdom or regard for the peoples’ lives she is affecting daily, is pushing super hard to open everything back up. This woman does not seem to be listening to the thousands of voices telling her to stop, wait, think, or do what is best for the state. But, she’s a Republican and bound and determined to be Trump’s number one gal. It’s like she has a position elsewhere pending his reelection in November. And that’s assuming we get that far.

No lie, family. I’m looking to vote for candidate None-Of-The-Bloody-Above this election. Without going too much farther on a tangent, 2020 has already seen enough disasters, and we’re planning this one called the US Election. Governor Reynolds isn’t even up for election this time around. We’re stuck with her for two more years at minimum. Not that anyone in this house voted for her originally. (She was Lt Governor under Terry Branstad.) So, we have a president that makes us a laughing stock of the international community and a governor that makes us a laughing stock of most of the country over Covid-1984.

My health is fine currently. Except for the minor fact that I’m “immune compromised” about three times over… This seems grim.

The Des Moines School Board released their epic Return To Learn plan clear back in July, iirc? Then Governor Reynolds stepped up and decided we needed to go back 100% in person. No hybrid plan. No online learning. 100% in-freakin-person!

If you’ve ever listened to a school board meeting, you know that they’re a bit bland to downright cringeworthy to begin with. My wife and I listened to the one where they decided it would be a good plan to send the kids back in October. Somewhat in defiance of the governor but mostly compliant with what the judge had asked for, depending on the assessment of more statistics and the establishment of these metrics… blah, blah, blah…

This battle has been raging three weeks into the school year already. As I mentioned in a prior post, I don’t think online learning is working so well around here. I have a kid who is literally flunking all of his classes because he’s more focused on Mobile Legends: Bang Bang than US History. Go figure, right? Personally, I’d rather deal with him than our kindergartener any and every day. <shudder>

To add to the absolute ridiculousness that is the Covid-1984 dilemma, my wife, the teacher, is also immune compromised from diabetes, Celiac, and some other things. She’s been watching this whole drama play out with the governor, the statistics and the school board with much more anger and zeal that I have. On top of doing her job from home and wrangling the kids while I sleep. Truthfully, she deserves a medal. But we’re a lot concerned about her going back to a public school setting and what it means for her and the kids to be getting exposed day in and day out.

If you have children, you know they tend to be the best germ spreaders out there. Day care, school, and extracurricular sporting events along with anywhere else one might encounter children are all excellent places for new germs to be introduced to the children. Then the lil tykes come home. Then mom and dad get exposed to literally all of it. We have four kids and a teacher here. I might be getting a little concerned right about now.

Whether you believe Covid-1984 is a real thing or not, people are getting sick from something. Compared to tuberculosis or the measles, maybe it’s not in the Guinness Book of World Records yet, but it’s still a contagious disease. My doctor, in a written letter to my employer said, I have a “significant risk of death” if I catch this thing. Diabetes, stomach issues, and fibromyalgia/arthritis all do a number on my immune system. I don’t get much exposure at work, so that just leaves us the other five options I live with. Up until now, it hasn’t been a huge concern.

What are the spiritual implications to all of this? Because there are spiritual connotations in quite literally everything. This has been a difficult and trying time for all of us. Maybe that’s one point among many. Maybe Source/God/the Universe is testing us.

It has been very tough to remain neutral. I used to be, and it has improved a great deal, such a very negative person. But I’ve learned I’m not a victim. I’m a strong, sovereign being of love and light having a temporary human experience. Okay, not all is rosy all the time, but can we move through it? Of course we can. I chose to be here at this time.

Sure, I have opinions. There are days my Higher Self is probably having some sort of conniption fit up there. It’s part of the 3D experience to form opinions and have feelings about things. But I really do work toward coming back to at least neutral ground.

I AM grateful for my continued good health. I AM grateful that my wife is okay. I AM grateful that we all remain safe here at home for another week or two. I AM grateful we’re all still safe under one roof. I AM grateful that my children are learning. There is so much to be grateful for. Truly.

I’ve done my utmost to stay away from mainstream news for many years. Whether it’s part of my spiritual calling or just the plain fact that I burned out on it after years of being in journalism. I’m very much happier for it. I know about the school board thing because the public schools are great at keeping us notified of such events, and my wife is a public school teacher.

Politics is another sore subject that I’ve been steadily detoxing from my life for years now. As my spiritual education has progressed, the less political I become. My UFO Disclosure and “conspiracy” community is pro Q-Anon and somewhat pro-Trump. Much of the spiritual community is pro-Democrat or very liberal. Any more, I endeavor to be as open-minded and neutral as possible to everyone’s point of view. Everyone has their good points.

So, in the end, I’m very in favor of remaining safe. I intend to stay safe. I intend for my family to stay safe and healthy. I pray for peace all over the world. (There’s another subject for later.) We will get through 2020. We will get through the school year. In the end, we will all be stronger for the experience. Stay strong. Stay safe. Have faith.

Cup Overflowing

I fill my cup with love. My cup overfloweth.

Without getting into a lot of serious details, I had a pretty rough night at work. And I was really upset at the time. I’m down to aggravated, maybe even annoyed now. It’s getting better. (Lol, sorta…)

I sat down to meditate and my guides gave me a few of things to go on. First, it’s all temporary. Everything. Every last minute. There’s better things to spend the energy on.

Second, it’s all about polarity right now. This is just another one of those incidents that is set in motion for a reason, possibly as a test. Then the guides dropped a tough one on me.

“Let go,” they said. “Trust.”

Yeah… Do they know how hard that is?

Last, my guides gave me a mantra to go on throughout the other 30 minutes or so that I was with them in meditation. “I fill my cup with love. My cup overfloweth.” Sounded somewhat Biblical. Wouldn’t be the first time.

But I have said it about a million times in my head now. I’m even smiling when I think of it. I have to believe this has all happened before elsewhere and it will have a happy outcome.

I fill my cup with love. My cup overfloweth.

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