The mysterious man leading them through the parking lot did not answer; he just continued weaving in between cars until a large dark van was visible. “There! Everyone get in there!”

Pulling the door open quickly so that they could pile in, the girl called Barb glanced behind them for a moment, mouth gaping at what she saw.

“They’re just kids! Why are kids-”

The van speed away, entering traffic with some rather illegal moves, driver eager to lose the two figures flying through the sky after the van. The driver yelled back to his passengers, “anytime you guys want to be useful, that’d be great!”

Toby blinked, sure he had heard wrong. “Sorry, what? How are we supposed to be useful right now?! The fricking wonder twins are after us! What am I supposed to do, sing at them?!”

Without drawing much attention to herself, the girl with Asian features, who had not spoken much, flung open the back door and starting flinging balls of fire towards the assailants. From her hands.

Toby’s jaw dropped, head turning from the girl who suddenly went pyro to the dark skinned boy who was definitely not sitting right next to him a moment ago. Barb starting to scream as the boy lifted his gun towards the driver.

“Orders were to bring the three in alive.” He smiled wickedly, like a kid caught with the neighbor’s Halloween candy. “But no one mentioned bringing you-”

Still screaming, Barb socked the gun wielding kid in the face. Toby leaped for the gun, pulling it away and throwing it out the window.

In that moment he held the gun, he experienced a fear like nothing he had ever felt before. He knew how to use that gun. How to use it to hurt people. It scared him more the kids chasing them, intent on god knows what. He didn’t think about it before sending the gun out of the van, turning his attention to the empty spot where the boy was sitting barely a second before.

The girl with all of the fire called out “They’re retreating!” She had a grim expression on her face as she settled back into her seat. “I think they were going for reinforcements.”

Toby seemed puzzled. “Why? I mean, we didn’t really put up that much of a fight!” A glare from the fire girl caused him to add “Except for the fire. That really got them!”

Still driving above the speed limit, the driver responded “It’s because you were all together. They expected to take you all down one by one. They didn’t expect me to find you first. They didn’t expect me at all.”

Glancing back at the three teens, the driver smirked and said “My name is Leo. I’m kidnapping you. Anyone have any questions?”

1. I was the only freshman on the court during the 1997 NAIA Men’s Basketball Final Four semifinal in Nampa, ID.

2. I qualified for the 1998 NAIA Men’s Golf National Championship in Tulsa, OK.

3. I was the Sports Editor of my college newspaper, The Hilltop Monitor, and I was the play-by-play announcer for the football season on 91.9 KWJC.

4. I currently maintain a USGA GHIN of 1.3

5. I’ve sang in barbershop quartets, led worship in front of a thousand people, and built a high school physics program from the ground up.

6. Last week, I schooled my good friend in ping pong and shot 1-under par on the back nine.

Okay, the ping pong thing wasn’t that great of an accomplishment, but it’s fair to say God has given me the talents and abilities to achieve some pretty cool stuff. You would think someone with this résumé would never struggle with self-confidence. But I do.

I have struggled to believe in myself my entire life…literally. It all started back when I began playing competitive, organized baseball when I was six years old.

My dad never had the opportunity to play sports in little league or in high school, growing up in a poor family that required him to work starting at the age of 13 sacking groceries and throwing newspapers. He missed out on all of those opportunities, and he wanted to make sure I didn’t have a similar childhood.

He coached all my teams and recruited the best athletes to make sure we had a great team, and we won a lot of games. We won the little league championship three out of the first four years I played baseball, and two out of four years I played basketball. We won more games than anyone else, and you would think confidence would be second nature at that point.

But my dad had a way of taking credit for all of my accomplishments while holding me responsible for all of my failures. Rather than celebrate my failures as steps towards success, and praising me when I did succeed, he would remind me that he was the one who taught me how to shoot a basketball, how to hit a baseball, but it was my fault when I turned the ball over or struck out.

The result was that I grew up as a talented kid who didn’t believe I was very good at anything, although my trophy case proved otherwise.

On the contrary, in preparation for an upcoming amateur golf tournament, I played a round of golf this weekend with the guy who will be caddying for me. We talked through yardages and read putts together, and we shot my lowest round of the year. Afterwards he commented on how well I played, and that he believed I could shoot much lower next time out based upon what he saw, and hearing him say that gave me more confidence than I’ve ever had. It was an amazing feeling.

In life, we all need someone to believe in us before we ever start to believe in ourselves. We all need someone who can see the talents and abilities God has given us, and who will encourage us to achieve using those talents. We all have the unique talents, we just need someone to believe in us to bring those talents to the surface.

Look around at the people in your world and see who you might have the opportunity to believe in today. If you do, you’ll definitely be the difference-maker in someone’s life the way my friend was for me this weekend.

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~ Israelmore Ayivor

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As with Mediums, you may be naturally stronger with the receipt of messages through certain senses than with others. For example, you may be more visually-oriented than feeling-oriented. After you have explored your natural abilities and gifts, you can begin to work on improving your skills with the rest.

Brief Definitions and Examples of the Five Clairs

Clairvoyance
Clairvoyance is the visual receipt of information from Spirit. This occurs when we see Spirit or signs from Spirit. For those with this gift, we actually see Spirit manifested or images (motion or still) sent by Spirit in our mind’s eye, also known as the Third Eye. Visual messages from Spirit can also include signs in this world that let you know that Spirit is near. Some of the more common and easy to spot include finding coins on the ground, seeing butterflies or dragonflies, finding feathers, etc. These are signs from our Angels (feathers are their favorites) and deceased loved ones that they are around us.

Clairaudience
Messages received through our sense of hearing are called Clairaudient communications or Clairaudience. This type of communication can be in the voice of Spirit, or it can come through in your own voice. It can also be messages that come through as music or other sounds. There is a knowing, a utilization of your intuition, that indicates to you that this is a message from Spirit and not just a random thought. Spirit may send auditory messages that guide us to be in a particular place at a particular time or to interview for a particular job. With music, it may be the lyrics that are important or that it was a favorite song. Please note that Spirit will never guide you to do something harmful or completely out of character for you. Know that Spirit is there to help you, not harm you or cause you to harm others. They work through Love and anything unloving is not them.

Clairsentience
When you feel the presence of Spirit either physically or receive emotional signals, it is referred to as Clairsentience. For example, when I give readings, I feel slight pain or heaviness in my chest when Spirit is indicating to me that they had a heart attack or problem with their heart while they were here on earth. This information is called a validation and it is used as an indicator to identify who it is that is coming through for you. It is important to note that as a trained Medium, I am very aware of the difference between what is my pain and what is Spirit’s. If you are experiencing unexplained pain, I would recommend that you get it checked out by a physician. Other physical sensations may include the feeling of a depression on the bed in the size and shape of your beloved pet that has passed on.

You may also feel the emotions of Spirit, such as a strong sense of love or happiness. In addition, I often experience/feel the personality traits of Spirit when they come through in a reading, such as eagerness, shyness, or exuberance.

Clairvalience
Spirit also sends us messages through our sense of smell. This is called Clairalient communication or Clairalience. Have you ever been somewhere when you suddenly smelled cookies baking or someone’s perfume or cologne and there was no logical source for that scent to be in the air? Who is it that you are reminded of when you pick up those scents? It is exactly who you think it is, be it your mother, grandmother, father, friend, spouse, etc.

Clairvoyance
Clairambience is the receipt of messages through the sense of taste. It works in a manner similar to Clairalience, when you can actually taste a food, such as an orange, or another substance, such as the bitter taste of certain medications, without it actually being in your mouth. I do experience this; however, it is not as prevalent as the other four Clairs in my readings.

Abilities and Gifts

All of us are born with the ability to communicate with Spirit, whether it is in simple or complex ways. As with all gifts, some people have stronger abilities than others. For instance, while I can play golf, it does not mean that I will win the LPGA or even become a pro, no matter how many lessons I take or how much I practice. It does mean, however, that I can enjoy the game. It is the same with psychic and mediumship gifts. Some of you may have enough of the gifts to enjoy them, while others of you may be or become strong vessels for the receipt and interpretation of Spirit messages. No matter what your level of ability, if Spirit is meant to communicate with you, they will, whether it is directly with you or with the assistance of a Medium.

Spirit is always around us. They take great joy in knowing that their messages have been received. I hope you enjoy your exploration of the Clairs. Keep in mind that you can always ask your Angels for help and guidance with the development of your gifts and abilities.

With Light and Love,
Karen

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Up until this last semester I thought I  had done everything in college, academically speaking that is. I was proven wrong when two of my professors assigned group papers. My first reaction was “What the heck is a group paper?.” Well my fellow bloggers a group paper is simply a bad idea.  The idea behind a group paper has merit.  The  more people involved allows for  different ideas and new insights. Also the amount of work is supposedly divided up better. Unfortunately, the problems that arise from group papers cause more stress then the solutions reached. I’ve listed a few of the issues below.

Variations in Writing Styles

As an English major, I can detect the subtle differences in writing styles.  Group papers force students to merge each other’s writing styles together. This  causes  the paper to sound choppy, because there is not one natural voice throughout. The alternative is to attempt to change group member’s writing styles.   I noticed that attempting to alter someone’s else writing style is nearly impossible. Either way the paper lacks a necessary cohesiveness.

Multiple Ideas = Multiple Disagreements

When writing alone, you have the power to shape your argument any way you please. However in a group setting, you have to take others opinions into account.  If the group cannot come to an agreement on a thesis, or individuals maintain their positions, conflict will follow.  This causes certain sections, written by different people, to be slanted to their views instead of the group’s.

Writing Abilities

Inevitably, there are some people who have extensive experience writing and others with none. This gap leads to havoc.  The individuals who can write well want to take over and those that don’t have experience hinder the group. It takes those who can construct papers well to be patient. The others who aren’t as experienced have to put their heart and soul into catching up. Rarely does this happen though.

Unequal Distribution of Work

Although group papers should reduce the workload for everyone, it normally does not.  The three problems above lead to one person writing the entire essay. This isn’t right at all because the other group members don’t have to do anything, and receive a grade that did not work for.

Personally, I don’t like group papers at all. I prefer individual papers above all else.

Have you participated in group papers? Was it successful?

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Catacomb Frost (Easy) (DX Dungeon)
Requirement: 110 – 190 Level (Class Lv. 11)
Entry Item: Frozen Clue
Reward DP: 1

Catacomb Frost (Normal) (DX Dungeon)
Requirement: 110 – 190 Level (Class Lv. 11)
Entry Item: Frozen Clue
Reward DP: 2

Catacomb Frost (Hard) (DX Dungeon)
Requirement: 110 – 190 Level (Class Lv. 11)
Entry Item: Frozen Clue
Reward DP: 3

Catacomb Frost (Premium) (DX Dungeon)
Requirement: 110 – 190 Level (Class Lv. 11)
Entry Item: New Frozen Clue
Reward DP: 4

1.) At first, when you enter the dungeon. You will see a mob, defeat it then talk to the red ore near it to open the ice wall that’s blocking the way then proceed.

2.) This is the middle platform. There are four locked rooms as you can see in the image below. Now, speak with the red ore in the middle, it will summon mobs and you need to kill some of them to open a gate.

3.) First go to the upper left locked room and you will see the “Disappeared Resident” inside the room. You need to defeat a number of “Dead Soldier” to open the room.

4.) Once the room is open, a new set of mobs will appear inside. You will just need to kill the “Male” Zombie Resident but the catch is you will not know which one of them is the real target. So, I suggest to defeat them all then talk to the red ore inside the room.

5.) After speaking with the red ore, a new batch of “Death Soldier” will appear in the middle platform. You need to defeat some of them to open the next room.

6.) The next room will be the one that’s opposite of the first. The room on the right if you look at the image when you first saw the middle platform. Take of the “Disappeared Resident” it’s a “Female”.

7.) Once the room is open, mobs will appear and this time you need to defeat the Female Zombie Resident then speak to the red ore inside the room.

8.) After speaking to the red ore, proceed at the middle gate shown below.

9.) You will need to destroy the “Frozen Bone Stack” to enter the room.

10.) After destroying the gate, look for the mob “Disappeared Jewelia” and defeat her. She will be dropping a quest item “Jewelia’s Necklace” pick it up then speak to the red ore inside.

11.) After that, go to the next room where you will fight a boss monster. Follow the image below once you face the exit on Jewelia’s room.

12.) You will now face “Death Monarch Akenaph”, defeat him for a treasure chest and for another quest.

13.) Now, you need to kill special mobs to summon the final boss of this dungeon. First, go to the room located on your  right once you face the exit of the boss monster.

14.) In this room, you need to defeat the “Swordsman Ghost” mob, but you will only need one but you’re not sure which one so defeat both.

15.) After that, proceed to the middle room where you defeated “Disappeared Jewelia”. Look for the “Archer Ghost” and defeat them both.

16.) Then proceed to the last room to locate the “Fighter Ghost”, once you defeat the right one. A “WARNING” sign will appear on the screen. That will be the signal that the final boss has appeared. You will locate it at the middle platform.

17.) You will meet “Cajoler Nazabrum”, the only reminder that I will give is that whenever you will see a “WARNING” sign on your screen it means that this monster will teleport  on one of the four rooms that you have opened. So, when you see it you can cancel it by throwing some skills with down effect or stun. Then, after defeating it, destroy the treasure chest, and pick up the quest item “Nazabrum’s Core”

18.) To finish the dungeon, you need to bring Nazabrum’s Core to the red ore located at the entrance. So, dash your way back at the starting point and speak to it to finish the dungeon.

         Have you seen a disruptive child lately?  Was he poorly disciplined, or autistic? Do you know the difference? Imagine being blessed with the birth of a healthy baby boy, feeling confident that we did everything “right” that lead to that moment.  Now fast forward to years later, when that same healthy, perfect baby boy is diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome, a form of high-functioning autism, characterized by social isolation and eccentric behavior.  Knowing there are no cures for autism and facing the reality of the statistics that he would be a victim of bullying throughout his entire life.
         From the first few weeks of Elliott’s life, we knew he was facing challenges that didn’t seem “normal.” As a baby, friends and even doctors described him as “collicky” but as his mom I sensed it was more.  As he grew older, his fascination with ceiling fans and spinning tires alarmed us but with all of his other developmental milestones being met or exceeded we brushed off these important signs, praying it was “just a stage.” When he was able to spin multiple plates on the floor at once like a magician and recite his alphabet at the tender age of 18 months we truly wanted to believe he was gifted.  Still the sensory challenges remained.  Elliott’s auditory sensitivity was undeniable.  He became over-stimulated and overwhelmed in various environments more often than not.  As the person who sings the national anthem for the Red Deer Rebels I became sad and confused watching the mom’s with babies that would sleep through the hockey games.  At the age of five these games are still “too much” for Elliott.
         After many months and tireless hours reading books like “Raising the Spirited Child” and “Raising A Sensory Smart Child” I knew there was more to understand about our little boy.  Luckily, at the back of one of the many books we had read was the most valuable piece of information we could discover – the contact information for Aspire Special Needs Resource Centre in Red Deer. I was reluctant to walk into the center that day.  While deep down I knew what the signs, the symptoms were telling me, to actually speak the words out loud to someone seemed like admitting the worst.  Putting my fears aside, I continued to walk in and talk about the struggles my 2 year old son faced and that is the moment our lives changed.  Through the early intervention program we were blessed with our first angel, Sarah.  She visited our home as often as we liked, offering more books, advice, strategies to help Elliott with his struggles.  While she could not offer an official diagnosis, we felt we were on the right path.  Soon, we were enrolled in the TAC program.  Along with 5 other boys and their caregivers, Elliott and I attended a 5 week intensive program run by a psychologist, occupational therapist, behavioral therapist, speech therapist, and the special needs teacher.  He was so different than the others.  He had the vocabulary of a wise old man while the other children could barely speak.  It gave us hope, but yet, we still saw him struggle.  Deep down, I knew, we both did, that Elliott had high functioning autism.  But on the day we were pulled into the office with our caseworker where she actually spoke the words, I broke down.  My husband was sensible – he was glad.  This meant Elliott would get help in school, that we were validated that this wasn’t just bad behavior.  But all I could think about was that this was an incurable, life long sentence for him.  He would have to “cope” throughout his life dealing with his sensory struggles, work to get other’s to understand him and when they didn’t, the chances that he would be labeled an outcast would be great.
         Since being diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome in May of 2012 at the age of 4, Elliott continues to face challenges every day.  This year he started pre-kindergarten.  Our hearts burst with pride each day we witness him overcoming sensory struggles and coping with the many anxieties he faces.  But then I am sad that for the 2 hours that he is at school, he is not really enjoying himself as much as he is coping.  When I talk to friends they try to reassure me with their parental experiences but in my head I think “they have no idea.”  So I smile and nod my head, readying myself for the next event I have to prepare him for.  Haircuts, a change in our routine, a buzzing fly up in the skylight on our roof that sends him running to his room with hands over ears.  I get to explain why the kids would sing happy birthday so loudly at the party and why I invite friends over with babies that cry so loud.  We celebrate the little things “normal” parents would think is ridiculous – trying a new food,  not throwing a toy when it doesn’t do exactly what he has planned, feeding himself, coping in an over-stimulating environment, telling us when things are “too much” and he needs a sensory break.
         While we have been able to teach family members and friends about our unique little boy, I still can not ignore the sideways glances or comments I get when we are out and he is dealing with a struggle.  Only I know the triggers that will set him off and the ways to calm him down.  While he loves going out for ice cream, the risk that someone may order a milkshake that requires the use of a noisy blender is a risk he won’t take.  He is a great helper at the grocery store most days but on a day when he is “off” the buzzing of the overhead lights or the angry face on a magazine in the checkout line may be his breaking point.  The look on his face when these triggers put him into fight or flight mode is heartbreaking.  And seeing the looks on people’s faces then I get angry.  I want to yell “he’s not a bad kid, he has Asperger’s!”  But I don’t.  Because Asperger’s doesn’t define Elliott.
         The way he hops around with endless energy, impressing us with his outstanding vocabulary and never-ending questions is what defines him.  The way he can scrunch up his face to make us smile, or blurt out something so out of the ordinary we all burst into giggles.  We are overjoyed that he loves to be hugged and cuddled.  He is such a kind, caring and sensitive little soul.  He has taught us so many valuable life-long lessons seeing our world through his little eyes.  Our family is forever changed by him. Love, patience, and kindness are our priorities, and each day we get to see what his world is like, we understand his struggles a little more.  Imagine that – a world full of joy, laughter and love because of this one little boy with Asperger’s Syndrome.  He has achieved and overcome more in his five years than many in their lifetime.  The possibilities are endless for Elliott.  One day he hopes to become a paleontologist and I have no doubt in my mind he can make that happen.  So we will continue to always advocate for our courageous little boy in every situation.  And while our journey will continue to have it’s ups and downs, we wouldn’t change a single thing.  We are blessed. Imagine that.

What caused such experiences like these would remain a mystery in a sense.  Deeper into the knowing, though, I have come to realize that all of this, all of these experiences in my life were akin to pulling back a curtain on myself.  What it has revealed has been one wondrous gift after another.  None of them have been quite so sweet as the sense that we are composed of something more than what our rather stuffy left brains tell us is concensus reality.  We stay boxed into these world views that we are somehow limited when we aren’t.  The challenge is what our senses seem to be telling us.  Everything happens linearly, everything happens a certain way according to what it is we believe is true.  And yet, something glimmers beneath, like some great grey whale of an encounter just beneath the small slip of a boat that is our world view.

There is more.  I am more, you are more.  More than you could ever dream.  And yet, in touching dream, it is all there, waiting for you.

In awakening, all of this has been accelerated and I have been given view after view of things that have been wonderful gifts.  Taken down into the  incredibly small world of atoms and subatomic particles to be shown how the world is threaded with a single needle of purpose and brilliance, and that this needle has two sides which SEEMS to be the heart of duality, but really isn’t was nothing short of an epiphany encounter.  It awaits for the moment when each of us can begin to “get” that our own minds have been playing a trick on us and belief and conditioning has simply come along to codify it, to cast it into some concrete monolith that does not really suit it.  Or us.

Last summer, sitting quietly on my front porch looking up at the night sky I felt that familiar pull into that grey whale of an experience.  The curtain was pulled back for me to view and a voice that was not a voice spoke and showed me yet again how it is we are composed and revealed in sparkling clarity a mystery which has lain at the center of this talk of the dual current that moves up our bodies and fires off the flame of awakening; Shakti and Shiva, the yin and yang.  The dual serpents of kundalini.  In simple terms I was shown how the energy moves up through the body….less as a linear current and more as a presence.  But for simplicities sake, lets take the old school approach and say it was a current.  This presence within me showed how awakening is not just promised for each of us, but is actually insured by HOW we are actually designed neurologically, energetically, physically.  In that one moment, it was explained why the left brain controls the right and why right brain controls the left, and how this is significant for us in our evolutionary spiral.  I am not widely read, but I do pick up things here and there as I pick from the buffet of information out there and I have simply never come across anything quite like this.  Why not?  Perhaps somewhere, there is some dusty scroll that contains this information, and if it is mainstream, I have yet to hear of it.  But in understanding this insight into how the current of the TWO moves through us in a very specific way, a new world emerges where the very design of our being is turned on its head.  How can we be the broken beings so often mentioned in old books that seek to explain why life is so hard and trying?  We just never really understood what was at the root of all of this trial.  It wasn’t some angry god or fate or any of that, for this one simple insight that came last summer to me that erased all of that.  If what I saw or came into knowing is to be believed, the world is in fact entirely misunderstood by some of us and the realization emerges that we simply have been seeing it all wrong.  This insight is nothing short of a grand epiphany, and if it has not been spoken of before, it will help many to realize how it is that the energy of awakening can lead to the enlightened state.  Without dogma or myths or beliefs, but a very simple mirroring effect that is at once in the energetic template of our etheric being AND in the physical body as it also points or shows very clearly that reaching into the crown for the highest vibration is actually not some elusive thing, but a VERY physical thing and that it has been created entirely by design in each of us.  All of us.  Personally, I think such a realization is actually cause for celebration.  

This insight is one of many and I am not giving away the store because I have these and others like it teased out of the ether over the last seven years of my awakening experience in the form of a book I am working through that I hope to bring forth for what it is worth for those who like to chew on substantive material.  At least I think it is of substance, and someday soon, you will get to judge for yourself.  It isn’t that this post is about specific insights, but HOW such insight can literally change how we view the world and how we understand who and what we are within it.

The Hindus often speak of the abilities that come with awakening as those things that we ought not tarry around, but to keep our eyes fixed on the star of our greater becoming.  In a sense I agree, but you know, if we all did that in our lives, nothing of any substance would be brought forward.  Consider a gift that you have and consider having someone saying that you ought to ignore that ability or gift in favor of something more.  Perhaps, dear reader, all of this, all of life and everything in it is that something more and we, locked into rigid conceptualizations of HOW we think things need or should be,  miss the boat on the golden glints in the sands of our journey through this experience which could bring such fulfillment to all of us.  Think how the world would be had the great composers of music followed the promptings of the yogis of old and simply kept their discoveries and creations a secret.  What if Monet had simply chosen to set his brushes aside and instead just looked at those haystacks and ponds and smiled.  For him, perhaps an epiphany, but for the rest of us, a poverty. What if Carl Jung had simply chosen to keep his insights to himself?  What if Jesus had chosen to remain silent in the desert and kept to sawing wood and being filled with the Holy Mother of Spirit as she ducked and dove within the Father as he remained entirely mute?

When we choose to use our gifts for raising ourselves up selfishly, perhaps some tarnish comes to our souls.  Perhaps our own vision is diminished even as we seek to look far.  But what if, like children, we act upon our insights and choose to share our basket of goodies with the rest of our friends and thus make the world around us richer?  What if Edgar Cayce had chosen not to dream and speak in his dreaming?  And what if the great orator and mover of hearts, Martin Luther King, had chosen not to dream?

Dream. All of you.  Make them big and be daring.  Be full of possibility, and plunder the great wellspring that is your infinite self.  Do it shamelessly and often.  Be willing to just give it all away on a moment’s notice if you must.  The world needs more of you.  The world needs it like a thirsty man who has crawled through the desert needs water.  We thirst and hunger for it even as our reach may move beyond our grasp.  This has always been the way it has been.  And yet, we move forward, sometimes inching, sometimes bounding.  At a certain point we will find ourselves no longer struggling and crawling on hands and knees, but dancing ecstatically,  arms raised to sun and moon and to that compass that criss crosses the sky of our becoming.  It will always point both heavenward and earthward.  Inside and outside.  The moment we think it is “out there” is the moment we are moved to see what is within us.  It isn’t one or the other.

So dream big.  Pull back the curtain.  See all that you can see, and share your basket.  Do not fear your ability or gift, whatever it is.  You are one of us.  All of us.  And you need us as much as we need you, if only to remind us of that one important insight that could be yours and which will become ours and which could serve to move mountains in the most surprising of ways.  You really never  know.  So dance like you mean it.  Ecstatically.

The gift is what each of us is.  We are each reminding each of us what we are.  Some will seek shadow while some will seek light.  I suppose all of it will prove to be of some benefit in ways we can scarcely imagine.

So try to imagine.

You can be gifted with the ability to see, hear and speak to spirits or channel and receive messages. You maybe an ‘Indigo’ and not be spiritual and vice versa. It is about how and if you can and want to use the abilities you have been given.

My mother denies her abilities and sees them as a curse and has encouraged me to do the same when I confided one day when some of my visions had manifested. She had let me wallow in 35 years of confusion. I have made my own decision to try to use them to help others if I can.It is a concern that people believe this gives them some status, and whilst it is a trait that Indigos feel they are above others, real Indigoes don’t show it or talk about it, rather it is felt in a modest manner.

Also, I see on various forums people saying they are Indigo, Crystal or Star and sit back and expect things to happen.Newsflash, it doesn’t and when and if events outside your control occur, it is for a reason. Some deal with it and embrace the situation, others do not fare well and struggle.I am alarmed at parents declaring they have Indigo children and believing that they must be treated with kid gloves.I believe that the child must be allowed to find their own path, as that is their destiny. To interfere would hinder their growth. I recently advised a parent to allow her 18 year old to follow and find her own path, the mother was obsessed with feeding her Indigo food, giving her Indigo material to read etc.. I pity the poor child. Life is to grow and learn, to make our mistakes and understand them, to fall over and pick ourselves up, whilst parents ideally want to protect, teaching them to survive is the greatest lesson one can be allowed to learn. Traditionally Indigoes are born into families with dysfunctional families as they are more than capable of surviving alone and being independent. Most I have interacted  with are independent and are estranged from their families. It is I believe part of the ‘training’, standing on your own feet as soon as you can walk. myself included so I talk from experience. I doubt many would be born into smothered families, as how would they learn or have any basis for independence? Whilst my parents survive, they are biological, kind people who wish me no harm and vice versa, yet there is no bond.  This may sound very ‘Village of The Damned’ but we choose our parents for many reasons, also them to learn their own lessons.

My experience, I was a gifted child and was moved up a year and given extra tuition. My brother was not but was expected to be as intelligent as me. This led to his hatred of me and consequent bullying from my peers. I would correct teachers and I was fortunate that many just let me sit in the library to read whilst the rest of the class were still working. The bullying taught me to be strong and to stand up for myself, that injustice exists at all ages and that to overcome this is to understand human nature and the inherent jealousies that exist and to work through the emotions to prevent and deal with these situations. I am loyal and protective towards my brother despite his hatred towards me.These are lessons I have learnt, the natural hard way. My parents were too busy too interfere; if they had I may not have become the strong independent person I am today.

I read on a forum recently, someone who thought they were psychic and where to look up what her visions meant. In true Indigo fashion- seriously, if you had visions and the gift you would have the intuition to realise that you have to interpret it yourself. Cayce did not have the internet to look up answers and many before and after him. The internet is good to back up information or have alternate opinions but ultimately it is the gut instinct that reigns supreme and is the only answer.

Philosophically speaking, I believe if you are able to help someone and you want to from the heart then you do not need to have a label to do so. Soothing, comforting and healing words, guiding support and understanding for those who need and ask for help is why one has certain gifts.Indigos may be classified as the leaders that will change the world, but we can all change the world in our own way, by helping people around us to be less selfish and altruistic and to see the bigger picture. There will be some of us that will write to help others to understand, some will make speeches wherever they can be heard, set up campaigns, fight for freedom and injustice, others fight for a fair educational system, educate the world on global warming and to do what is morally the right thing.

My own philosophy is; if roles were reversed and there was someone out there who was able to help me and could, it would only be right to do so. Not only is it the right thing to do, that person could be you in another incarnation, the Law of Consequences is a harsh karmic force, but regardless if the act is not from a genuine heart then the Law will still apply.

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The things that I like are written in purple in the bottom right corner.  The things I value and think are a part of me are in black text inside the robots main frame.  My strengths are also a part of me and they are the buttons in the main frame with a key towards the left identifying them.  My successes and skills are typed lists outside the robot, successes being blue and to the left with skills being green and to the right.  The text in orange is my abilities, which I see an an inborn part of me, they are represented near something that helps explain it.  For example, the “witty” is found in my sarcastic smile, multi-tasking by my robot hand, etc…  There are a couple graphics I added to the robot as parts of my mental illness that have become me; this is the yellow lightning bolts and activity in the head and the heart with the band-aid in the main frame.  I think both my mind and heart have been forever effected by my mental illness.  My mind never seems quiet and ideas come quick and loud.  I still have a very big heart (especially for a robot ) though it is protected by a band-aid and doesn’t show the wounds it has sustained.  The last part is the “nuts & bolts” this is everything that helps maintain the picture and me as a person.  They are listed on the right with a picture of the nuts and bolts.  I used an image of a robot to depict me because of all the nuts and bolts needed to keep it together and working correctly.  The picture equivalent to this is the overlap between robot body parts that is the darker grey color.  I’m also surrounded by a brick frame because it is strong and protected, how I view myself.  (You can click the picture to see the text larger if needed.)

God’s Message to me: (My interpretation of what God is saying in these verses)

If you are reading this the window of opportunity is now open in your life.  But realize that all of history has a curtain that can close at any moment. I created you with talents and abilities and gave you a heaping dose of passion to pursue your natural bent. All around you are a multitude of opportunities to be a contributing member of your society by meeting others needs with your abilities.  You were created to find your joy in using your abilities to be of service.  You function best by honing your skills in ways to bless others.

All of mankind are created to work interdependently with others. Even the plants and animals work together. You need others and they need you.  With-hold what you do best from others and you forfeit your greatest joy.  I gave you the tool-box to pursue your passion—and created beforehand a place to serve.  Have you buried your talent or honed it and developed it to its greatest usefulness.

When the curtain of history closes you will be held accountable for how you lived out your passions.   Have you invested the passions I gave you in sharing My message of salvation with those your life touches?  Who will be in heaven at the final curtain call because of you?  I did not give you your passions to make you “feel good” but to use those passions to bless the lives of others.  Miss this and miss the abundant life.  Grasp this and live abundantly in this life, and when the final curtain of history closes, I will welcome you into My presence.  

God’s Question: What are you doing with the window of opportunity I have given you to use your passions for eternal purposes?

God’s Promise: As you sow, so shall you reap!

My Prayer to God

I praise You for the wonderful windows of opportunity in my life.

I am sorry I don’t use them to their full advantage—for You.

Thank You for my passion that fuels my life’s choices.

Help me live out my passions in ways that honor You.