Now you know.
Now you know.
Now you know.
It’s been 10 days since Gina got out of the system. Here in Falcon Cove she has been getting plenty of rest and is making progress using cannabis oil to treat her cancer. It also helps her nerves and she’s getting more movement back in her legs.
This has been an incredible time of love and support from family and friends. Gina is humbled by all the positive energy she’s getting and wants to thank everyone.
More later …
Gina is home again. She’s been through hell. Now we begin TEAM GINA, All aboard!!!
“When the substances involved may also include potentially forbidden substances resembling THC, which are subject to regulatory scheduling, the barriers to research become greater still. One may wonder, however, how much additional time might have been required to discover the Endo-cannabinoid System (ECS) were not cannabis there to lead the way. Despite its seeming ubiquity, and obvious importance as a homeostatic regulator of human physiology, the ECS topic receives short shrift in contemporary medical education, if mentioned at all. This educational deficit, born perhaps of lingering prejudice towards a plant called cannabis, must surely end soon, as it is contrary and detrimental to potential significant contributions to public health.”
– Ethan B. Russo
And the preacher says:
It’s that time of year again. Seems to me it’s a lot more dense than in previous years. Let me explain.
When once upon a time if a person displayed holiday lights on their home, it was a sign of being well-off. Lights on the house was an extra expense. Anything more than one string and you lived in a quiet neighborhood, well then, you were really rich, and the next year your neighbor would have 2 strings of lights. And so it went on until today. Today we see yards full of lights. Homes drenched in lights and sounds. Front lawns adorning lit up reindeer and snowmen. No Jesus in the manger or holy holy night. Just lots and lots of lights.
When, once upon a time, people kept their opinions to themselves. It was the polite thing to do. Oh, you could make comments about politics or religion, but not opinion. The thoughts you cherished as your own, and rightly so, were yours and yours alone. Opinions, it was believed, were not facts and then, well, you just stick to the facts. Simple. Today you can blah, blah, blah about anything you want. Everyone is screaming out an opinion and it’s becoming angrier and angrier. What’s with that? Any facts to back that up?
Then, once upon a time, a man (person) was measured by the essence of his word. The word was sacred. Yes meant substance. The word was his bond to others which in turn, measured his success.
Today, the word has become a tool for aggression. A way to do harm. Lies are common which breed distrust and in turn, bring destruction.
Once upon a time was a really nice time which wasn’t that long ago.
I miss that one string of lights on our home which meant we were doing all right. When harmony came in compliments and interest in others. When you shared knowledge with each other and kept your opinions to yourself. When love flowed freely over a good meal and good friends would never lie to you and a well meant hand-shake built trust.
Have a light-hearted season.
Blessings to all.
And the preacher says …..
The October winds have come with a vengeance. Woe to those who have not braced themselves against it! Are you fit? Have you embraced your spiritual self to help you sustain in the days and storms ahead?
So, I get a letter the other day from a “psychic” out of New York who claims he is my defender in the spiritual court of Universal Law. Wow! Where do people get such ideas? Well, I wasn’t in any sort of mind to think I even needed a defender. And so I wrote him a letter back telling him who he was addressing. After all, I’m just on a mailing list and I wasn’t engaging in his allegations. Let’s be honest. Step up and call them on their schemes to scare you into thinking those preposterous stories are true. Psychics, mediums, clairvoyants, all just get in the way of the light that is trying to reach you. Not just that group of people, but others too. Buyer Beware.
Big full moon. Harvest time. Cycle of time. Time of the great shift. Live in gratitude and grace. And remember, after chaos comes order.
Blessings to all.
And the preacher says ……
….. what time is it? Where does the time go? Oh, look at the time! Time to go! Time to get up! Time to rest. Time to eat! Time for work. Time for play. Oh, time for the news!
What are you doing with your time?
The first gift of life for all living things is the gift of time. The definition of time is “Energy at the instant it touches us”. We can’t see it or touch it or taste it or smell it. It is this unknowable energy that affects us all the time. We have the subtle power to control it in and around ourselves. We look at what man has made using his time wisely. We also see what man has destroyed, abusing his gift of time. Pity.
Time wears itself on us. We pass through each day with plenty of time and before we can turn around, the time has run out. We age. We wear time and time wears us out. Can we change that? Can we identify that energy and use it to our advantage? This is the time of the GREAT SHIFT. The new matrix. The new paradigm. The Golden Age.
Identify the time you are in and control that time to move gently on the wave of Time.
The preacher says …. Rev. Gina
Wow! We sure live in a “over the top” world don’t we? Shock and awe in dress modifications, colorful hair, language that I don’t understand. So, dynamics in the sacred geometry of our third dimensional world is restructuring itself into areas of our consciousness that we are just now recognizing. With this consciousness-raising generation to help us all, we are allowing the playing out of old ideas, old laws and old self-defeating dogmas such as they are. Standing in the doorway of the new paradigm.
Well, I’m going to sit down with my pipe and think about that!
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