The great Che, the stellar Celia and the wonderous Me. I am working hard at pacifying them by merging with their entities, working from the inside.
Everdearests, yes, I know… I have been hard to reach lately. One gets so busy in the Spirit World that it is sometimes hard to keep up with you all, dear friends calling me up on the astral waves. This is the latest from the Spirit World: as the new friendship between Cuba and Washington buds, all is not tranquilo in the spirit zone.
First Che. What can I say? I have done so much work pacifying that restless spirit these past weeks. He is puffing away on far too many cigars up there, causing a major disruption of the airwaves. He is not happy and no amount of shamanic chanting and crystal healing seems to be doing the trick. He has been muttering unspeakable things to me, growling through the haze of his disenchantment. I warned him if he keeps it up he’ll be reincarnated as a toe-headed blue-eyed gringo.
As for the great Celia Cruz – well, she’s singing away gleefully. This is what she always wanted and she has been throwing parties day by day, night by night. But the two of them… Every day there is a brief five minutes, which in Spirit Time seems like an eternity, when their orbits cross… They hiss and spit at each other like two cranky llamas. It is disgraceful to watch and so I have been mediating and levitating and meditating.
I leave you with my mantra: May the Great and Lesser Deities combine forces to help us all heal our differences!
I am so glad to be back in communication with you. What an amazing journey I have had through the astral channels these past earth-months and stellar days! Oh salutations and glory be! Let the story begin!
When I met with the Aries Fairies last April, they told me about a powerful Nepalese witchdoctor Pradeep, for whom they had been harvesting secret and sacred herbs. Witchdoctor Pradeep, they told me, would help me make speedy progress with gargantuan steps up the astral staircase towards the Light Being. I was so impressed by their recommendation that I decided to meet with the good doctor.
After much pulse taking, eyelid flickering and intestinal pressing, Witchdoctor Pradeep recommended Panchakorma, the five-pronged Ayurvedic treatment. The five prongs are intended to cleanse the body and spirit and include things to ingest and things to aid expulsion: kitchari, ghee, sauna, massage and korma enema. The Witchdoctor had never worked with such a powerful shaman before, so he proceeded directly to the fifth and most potent of the korma prongs – a giant korma enema full of ‘very good herbs indeed’. What happened next was quite extraordinary… The enema suddenly went into reverse and sucked both the Witchdoctor and my humble self into a grand vortex, up towards the heavenly pancreas!
I lost contact with the Nepalese Witchdoctor near the ascending colon, but I know he’s out there somewhere… treating astral patients no doubt.
At the Heavenly Pancreas I met my divine Twin Soul. I made an offering to him and together we made a powerful sankalpa to ensure peace and love would flower forever on earth. A sankalpa is a magical recipe of words that can change the Universe. Ours certainly will!
The real reason I returned from Pleiades is that I have so many birthdays to celebrate with the Aries Fairies. Goodness – every day this astrological month one of you is celebrating the wonder of your incarnation in the fourth dimension here on Earth. I marvel at the little campfires you build every day to keep hearth and heart warm and glowing! Everdearest Aries Fairies, may your lights shine forever!
♥♥Birthday Blessings!!♥♥
Blessing the Aries Fairies on their birthday with the magical Pleiadian Crystal
Thank you for all your ♥love♥and kindly ♥telepathic messages♥ during the past two Earth months! I am back from my wonderful Pleiadian adventure!
Receiving wisdom from the Seven Sisters
I have so much wisdom to share with you, but for now let me share these two images from my Sabbatical.
The Seven Sisters have such amazing supercharged love energies! Pleiades is a place that is oh so very hard to leave! When it was finally time to return home, the Sisters sent me a Power Possum to guide me with the aroma of her red apple. How wise! They knew that the sense of smell is the most evocative of all the senses…and given that I hadn’t eaten for two months, it was just the thing to draw me back through the Earth portal. Voilà!
Power Possum guiding me back to Earth through her portal
How do I begin to tell you this cautionary tale? It alarms me how blithely unaware artists can be, not realising that creative acts can be easily highjacked by sinister entities and that they must always have a shaman on standby to help them reach towards the light! Artists, beware!
This sorry tale begins with my very dear friend and mentor Adog, the Ascended Animal Master. Normally her intuition guides her well, but something definitely went wrong on 13 January 2014.
Adog swept into a devilish votex by evil polystyrene spirits
It was such a hot summer day in the southern climes where she lives that she took a stroll to a large refrigerated box called Gallery of Mumble Art or some such thing. One must always check the labels on the venues one enters. The celebrated artist Mr Cai was showing his latest work, and goodness me, has he been playing with some dangerous entities! Too many firecrackers have not scared away the bad spirits, but on the contrary! Mr Cai seems to have attracted a pack of demons.
Poor Adog was so woozy with the heat that she didn’t know what she had stumbled into. She thought it was just going to be Mumble Art. My dear friend fainted and was sucked into a devilish vortex. I heard her yelps of distress on the astral waves and came immediately to her aid. It was a hideous battle of demons – it is amazing how many demons polystyrene covered with dead animal skins can harbour! These images, downloaded from the Akashic Records show what passed through Adog’s visual cortext during the sorry episode. Please take great care viewing them!
Mr Cai’s lake
New Heaven and New Earth inspired by Mr Cai
Angry Spirits burning the New Heaven and New Earth
Mr Cai’s pack of wolves
Mr Cai’s possessed cross-eyed wolf
Howling at the gates of Hell
Writhing demons
Hellfire and woe
Lord I had to work hard to bring Adog back! But she is back, and so am I, so Roger that!
Retrieving Adog’s Soul from the devilish vortex
Goodness me! ♥♥Blessings! ♥♥to all of you and may you stay safe and sound! Always check the labels of the buildings you enter and walk humbly on the land!
Did you know Octopi are among the most intelligent beings on the planet? More intelligent than most humans, this is my friend Charleesie and she is both super intelligent and super ethical. She is the best Power Animal one could hope for as her wisdom is profound as the depths she inhabits. I placed my face in the ocean at Miami this week and blew my spirit into the waves, calling her up, knowing my message would reach her wherever she was.
Turns out she’s been visiting her extended family in the Great Barrier Reef, that exquisite and fantabulous wonder of the world in the Pacific Ocean off the coast of Queensland (what an odd name for a place so far from Buckingham Palace!). Charleesie told me her family and friends are in a state of shock and mourning as the local humanoids have been making bad decisions about their home recently and have decided to ignore its World Heritage status by building a supersized coal transportation port right smack bang in the middle of their home. ‘Coal?!’ I hear you gasp in disbelief…Yes, but it’s not just the coal, it’s dredging and channeling (and but not the sort of channeling we endorse on this site!)
So I channeled Charleesie to get the lowdown.
White Earlobe channeling Charleesie the Octopus
Well, first of all I tried a little persuasion because I know she can unscrew bolts and dismantle the drilling and dredging machinery that is about to wreck her family home. But instead of sabotage, Charleesie has been trying to communicate telepathically to humans to persuade us to desist in the horrendous planetary wrecking spree we are currently engaged in. As you wander about shopping malls preoccupied with purchases that will soon reincarnate as landfill, spare a thought for Charleesie. Here’s her message:
Dear Humanoids,
I speak respectfully and communicate with you as a fellow Earth Being. My home is the ocean depths and as a being of the depths, I understand your watery depths too. I know you are suffering and I feel compassion for you. May I respectfully suggest that your frenetic activities at the moment are mere vain attempts to distract yourselves from the core source of your suffering. Even Miley Cirus’ buttocks cannot save you from this truth. Life is an existential quandary, it brings both delight and suffering, and it has a beginning, middle and an end. It is the second half of this quandary that deeply disturbs you dear humanoids. I ask that you please stop wrecking the reefs, estuaries and oceans for short term gains and tune into your depths to swim mindfully through this simple truth: you live, you learn, you weaken, you die…So that others might live, learn weaken and die. Such is life. This is the mystery of life. We must all look after each other on planet Earth and must treasure our beautiful biosphere.
Respectfully yours, Charleesie
P.S., I did try to channel my old friends Karl and Mohandas to have a chat with her about some direct, non-violent action… And I did suggest unscrewing the bolts in the hulls of the dredging boats…but she’s such a diehard Pacific Oceanist and won’t budge from her purist position.
P.P.S., Charleesie is an avid fan of Greenpeace and subscribes to their tweets telepathically. Whilst she won’t take direct action herself, she rather smugly approves of others who do.
Blessings to you all! Yours with love and abundance, White Earlobe xxx
Everdearest reader…How long has it been? I’ve been shrinking and stretching time so much lately that I’ve lost track. I also have a confession to make…I lost my way and got bogged down in a wormhole in the middle world, attracting some suspicious disembodied entities called Campbell New-something and Tony Monk (or something similar). Lord was I weighed down by their heavy energy. Actually they made me so depressed that I thought of calling up a Western Medicine Doctor for a moment…But instead I called up my dear friend, Adog on the astral waves and asked her what to do.
Adog in her infinite wisdom had the right advice for me and linked me to an upper world portal and got Celia Cruz on an astral channel for me. Celia fixed me in seconds. Here’s her advice for all of us translated from above and beyond:
Here I am channelling Celia Cruz: la vida es un carnaval!
To those out there who think that life is always harsh, you need to know that’s not the case: there are just bad times, and it will all pass. Oh, there’s no need to cry, because life is a carnival and it’s more beautiful to live singing!
What a challenging week it has been with all this Scorpio star-crossing, and landing out of place and time in a godforsaken desert town in the middle of nowhere! I hope you have had better travels than I of late! But there is nothing like a challenge to make you appreciate the gentler aspects of life. And I have much to appreciate… This afternoon I had a lovely time talking with a fifth dimensional Wise Being. Her name is Gruzzzille and she always brings a smile to my face with her amazing wisdom. She told me that the denizens of planet Earth are in a predicament at the moment that seems rather too familiar to her. She has a very important message to impart and I am honoured to be her mouthpiece, especially given how extraordinary her mouth is! So without further introduction I bring Gruzzzille’s message to Earth:
Dear Humanoids of the Year 66 Million and 13 PD,
As you may be partially aware, you have entered a space-time zone of incredible peril. You need to consider your options. Your options are: 1. Compulsory annexation by the fifth dimension
In this option, you lose complete access to the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th dimensions and float out of time and space as disembodied spirits with no-one to project your fantasies and do-gooder impulses upon. This is not desirable, and we strongly recommend against this option as we too will lose you and will not be able to reminisce and relive our memories of our incarnation on planet earth through you. Ascended Masters will be particularly put out, seeing that you are their favourite past-time and many of them choose to do karmic service in the 4th dimension.
2. Negotiate a continuation of the threshold between the fourth and fifth dimensions If you choose this option, you will need to work swiftly and cleverly to preserve the multilayered webs of incarnation on the planet. This means walking and cycling instead of driving; befriending your enemies and disgruntled neighbours; banning plastic; investing in renewable energy sources; controlling your sexual and reproductive urges (So old hat! What were you thinking? Populate or perish?); restoring fertility to the land; preserving all remaining natural habitat and wilderness; banning poisons and all toxic substances; practicing sustainable agriculture and permaculture; leaving unhelpful minerals and gases such as coal, coal seam gas, and uranium in the ground; reducing your carbon footprint to zero; getting over your religious, racial and cultural schisms; appreciating your young people instead of vilifying them; consulting traditional peoples on land management and atoning for all misdemeanours perpetrated upon them; sharing resources equitably; taking the wounded, the downtrodden, the downhearted into your homes; giving asylum to those who seek it; treating all life forms with equal respect; ensuring all life forms are given equal democratic representation; reinstating Dinosaur Day; and banning war and war mongering politicians. Yes, this is a huge list and you will need all the help you can get.
3. Divine intervention This is not really an option, but you might wish to apply for special consideration, or a special delegation, or an extension.
Thank you. End of message.
Goodness me!… I was so caught up in my petty personal trials and tribulations that I forgot that the world is in mortal danger. My dear friends, let us all do our best this week to pull our minds out of our small-selfness and to think big picture. I shall continue to work with Gruzzzille to aid humanity in this quest.
Blessings to all life forms!
Yours truly
White Earlobe
I was on my way to New Vrindaban to attend the Diwali festival and I usually astral travel with Guzookial’s help. But I have so enjoyed the recent wisdom of my dear friend Adog in far away Australia that I took up her suggestion of travelling with her guidance. Not surprisingly she uses the Dog Star as her portal.
However… I have discovered Adog’s astral-chrono-spatial awareness doesn’t quite match her amazing wisdom. And sadly, neither am I convinced by her portal. When she beamed me down I landed with an unceremonious thump in a dry, hot and dusty place the local people call Todd Riva, Allypring and by the way they looked, I figured it might be 1980.
Healing tea ritual
Here I am with some other misplaced folk, also channeled by Adog. She’d invited them to her home in Canberra for a mini Diwali where her personal assistant was busily preparing a stupendous feast. What a pity we all missed that feast!
With heavy hearts we also realised that we face a time-space lockdown for a few days due to the Mercury Retrograde in Scorpio, the Scorpio Eclipse and the upcoming Uranus/Pluto square. One must astral travel with caution at such times as a catapult to a different time-space can land one in an even hotter, drier, dustier place with less hospitable life forms.
A Shaman never dwells on misfortunes, so I quickly drew this motley crowd together around a large camp fire and cauldron and made holy smoke and healing tea. What a wonderful afternoon we have had!
The healing tea recipe is one you can make at home: 16 organic onions, 1 pound honey, 1.5 bushels Eremophila freelingii leaves. Sip slowly and all the unspeakable words and bitter emotion you have accumulated in this life and your previous incarnation will leave your throat in one resounding torrent. To Life! Blessings to you all!
Today I treat you to a mysterious journey of divination, to find your most precious essence. In this journey, I am inspired by my dear friend Clarissa Smallear who had an immediate conversion from being a life loathing law enforcer and became quite amenable after I envisioned her precious essence and offered her the tangible emblem that she has yearned for since she was a child. You too can discern your precious essence with my guidance…
To embark on this journey, take a deep breath, sit back in your chair and breathe deeply into your fingers until you notice a tingling sensation running through them. When you feel that tingle enlarge vibrationally, scroll down through these images and choose the one that resonates with your finger vibrations. Scroll to the bottom of the page and find the divination – and your precious essence!
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