It is such a delightful experience to be a fish in the water with channeling, for it to become second nature, to feel so familiar. I live in The Enchanted Forest, that is where we belong—not in The Disenchanted Forest of soulless nihilism, which is so popular nowadays.
Sometimes, a tree says something to me—literally—we have a conversation, in spirit. That is also someone.
I talk endlessly with God, often in the form of gods like Allah or Hanuman—but it is always the One, the Source.
And my Nkondi, oh, how grateful I am for him. A guardian spirit from the old days of what was then Belgian Congo—he hunts and drives away Evil, not just around me, but also within me. Such beautiful interactions.
I feel sorry for most people, who have been robbed of all the beauty and wonder in creation—for whom the universe is nothing but a fearful bunker on the way to oblivion.
Everything has been taken from you.
Please, reach out with faith, hope, and love to your guiding spirits, your ancestors, the spirits of nature.
Try, dare, to believe again—as an investment in the Higher.
If you fully immerse yourself in the belief that there are little gnomes in your garden… then you will see them. Then, the living nature will reveal itself to you as gnomes.
And if you believe in aliens with an open heart, you will see UFOs—and if you take a picture, they will be there.
Your faith CREATES reality.
Not just “seeing what is not there”—no, it ACTUALLY CREATES.
So dare to believe, and believe in good things.
Sometimes, a tree says something to me—literally—we have a conversation, in spirit. That is also someone.
I talk endlessly with God, often in the form of gods like Allah or Hanuman—but it is always the One, the Source.
And my Nkondi, oh, how grateful I am for him. A guardian spirit from the old days of what was then Belgian Congo—he hunts and drives away Evil, not just around me, but also within me. Such beautiful interactions.
I feel sorry for most people, who have been robbed of all the beauty and wonder in creation—for whom the universe is nothing but a fearful bunker on the way to oblivion.
Everything has been taken from you.
Please, reach out with faith, hope, and love to your guiding spirits, your ancestors, the spirits of nature.
Try, dare, to believe again—as an investment in the Higher.
If you fully immerse yourself in the belief that there are little gnomes in your garden… then you will see them. Then, the living nature will reveal itself to you as gnomes.
And if you believe in aliens with an open heart, you will see UFOs—and if you take a picture, they will be there.
Your faith CREATES reality.
Not just “seeing what is not there”—no, it ACTUALLY CREATES.
So dare to believe, and believe in good things.
