What a Wonderful World...

It's my day off and I am relaxing today. I am going to make up my wish list for my tax refund, I am going to plan my birthday trip to the Hoosier Stitcher's Retreat, and I am going to sleep as loooong as I want to. It will be wonderful! I hope you have a wonderful day too!

"If Tyranny and Oppression come to this land, it will
be in the guise of fighting a foreign enemy."
-James Madison

Hhmmm.... I wonder what he would think of 9/11, the underwear bomber, the Navy man caught this week with turbans and and an arsenal about to fake something in the Northeast.... all in the name of fighting fake wars and tightening the security on Americans.

Digital STRIP SEARCH – Inverted Airport Body Scanner Image Shows NAKED Bodies In Full Living COLOR!

You won't see me or MY family in the TSA body scanners!

Digital STRIP SEARCH – Inverted Airport Body Scanner Image Shows NAKED Bodies In Full Living COLOR!

It's time to start paying attention!

Obama Executive Order Stokes Martial Law Fears

I will...

I will dye my hair hot pink and live in an RV. I will stitch and write and paint and sell my work to support myself. I will travel to Austin, Texas and Santa Fe, New Mexico and meet other artists and free spirits.

I will paint my RV in wild colors and people will watch me roll by and wish they were as free as me...

And I will share with them my secrets.

My Country Needs A History Lesson

By Jodi Evans Wright

I opened up my door today

and this is what I saw:

Men with guns looked back at me

declaring "Marshall Law!"

It wasn't supposed to be this way

This can't be what it seems

First they take away your Freedom

then they take away your dreams...

First they tax your paycheck 

in the name of "healthy care"

Then they tax your tv set 

and say "it's for the air."

They watch you with their cameras

and they confiscate your gun

Then they set up check points

so there's nowhere left to run.

They bill you for your neighbor

and they tell you it's their right

But we came here for our freedom

and for Freedom, we will fight!

We will not stoop to their level

by using guns and lies...

We will shine a light on all their deeds

with Earnest, Truthful cries!

It wasn't supposed to be this way

this can't be what it seems

First they take away your Freedom

then they take away your dreams

My Country needs a History Lesson

We need to make it quick

The propaganda's everywhere 

and it's getting really slick

My Mama's in a wheelchair 

with Guillian Barre

My Daddy's in a FEMA camp

for yelling "U-S-A!"

My brother's wife is really sick

from flouride in the water

and my sister goes to court next week

for yelling at her daughter.

How did we fall apart so fast?

How did we miss the signs?

Now our government's controlling us

and crossing all the lines!

It wasn't supposed to be this way

this can't be what it seems

First they take away your Freedom

then they take away your dreams...

I want...

I want to paint. and sculpt. and glue tiny things together to make not as tiny things. I want to sew and stitch and embroider and make big pig pictures out of teeny tiny X's. I want to ART my way through the day. I want to make a little quilt with so much stuff on it, you can hardly see the fabric. I want to make fun jewelry and embellish clothes to wear. I want free time to do these things all day, every day.

And then, I want to write about it.

Change

Maybe the greatest change we can make is that which is in ourselves. Perhaps we really can change the world by simply growing our desire until it spurs us each to action. I will work on my Spirit, grow it every day.

And then I will change the World...

Jill Bolte Taylor

I watched this video for aan assignment in Psychology and it was such a beautiful story I wanted to share it with everyone.

Why the Children?

They're using the little children again. They are teaching them songs and telling them to spy on their parents. These sweet innocent babies are being used by the globalists to push their enslavement agenda. Why won't people listen and wake up? What will it take for the public to get it?

Can't wait to go watch this!

A Letter to Anne Frank

Dear Anne,

When I was a young girl, I read your diary and it touched my soul. I knew that I had learned a  very personal piece of History and I would never be the same. Even at my young age, I was changed forever.

Deep in my spirit I vowed to keep your candle lit. I would speak of you and what all the Jews went through at the hands of Tyranny until no one would listen. I would absolutely make sure people would not forget History and repeat the tragic mistakes leading to a series of events that exploited the darkest part of humanity, and changed the world we live in forever.

Dearest Anne, you wouldn't believe what is happening today. This time Germany is but a drop in the bucket. The very same groups that plotted and financed Hitler himself have used the World Bank resources to plan a takeover beyond our imagination. Truly, when faced with concrete proof, even intelligent people are so brainwashed by government-run media, they think it's a big joke. File after file after file of the Government's OWN documents cannot break through the drug-induced haze this population is in.

Tell me Anne- how can I warn them? How did your parents know when to hide? Did they have friends who wouldn't wake up until they were taken from their homes, their lives, their families?

How many people stood packed on trucks headed for the camps wondering why no one warned them? I am trying to warn them, Anne, but they won't listen! I have pages and pages of UN documents and White House documents and Congressional bills passed into law, but they just laugh. They can't imagine their own government would harm them. They don't see that the government hasn't been theirs for a very long time.

And then I remember that over 13,000,000 people voted for the NAZI party in 1932. Surely they never dreamed that in a few short years they would be slaves to Hitler's whims. Surely they never dreamed their neighbors would be carted away, or that their own uniformed children would be turned against them...

Even that is happening here, Anne! We have empty camps in every state just waiting for us. Our own government has passed laws making it legal to spy on us, tap our phones, read our email, track our travels. There are cameras on street corners and microphones in our cars.

The Girl Scouts- sweet, innocent girls like you- are being trained by Homeland Security to spy on us and be their eyes and ears.

Anne! They are sticking children with needles even when their own parents said "No!" because of the mercury, deadly toxins, and LIVE CANCER VIRUSES in the shots! I can't imagine the horror these parents must have felt when they heard their children say "Mommy, we got a shot in school today."

Do we deserve this? Did we ask for it? Oh, Anne, is this our punishment for being passive and unaware? Is this what we get for not voting, not knowing what our Congress was doing and telling them what we thought about it?

When I look back, Anne, I can see so many things they told us that weren't true...

Patrick Henry Is My Hero!

Give Me Liberty or give me death! - Patrick Henry

The answer to 1984 is 1776! - Alex Jones

He who is willing to sacrifice freedom for security deserves neither. - Benjamin Franklin

If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquillity of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, — go from us in peace.
We ask not your counsels or arms.
Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you.
May your chains sit lightly upon you,
and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!"
-Samuel Adams

Jodi Wright

Mixed Media & Fiber Artist

Sent from my iPhone

Synchronicity

November 9, 2009

It seems like everywhere I look, pieces of my destiny are looking back. It's not a complete picture yet, but I can feel a change in the air.

Synchronicity happening more and more frequently... More pieces from my past connecting with my present without an accompanying explanation. It feels like my whole life was leading me to this moment- right here, right now.

And I am preparing. I don't even know what I am preparing for, but I am readying my mind, my spirit, my soul. 

Each day I meet another who feels it too. More and more people are opening up to some kind of fundamental awareness. Like coming out of a deep sleep and not knowing how long you've been out, or what the day ahead of you holds in store.

And my hopes, my dreams, my desires have settled. I am serenely calm and content where I am in this space of learning. I have heard many times "When the Student is ready, the Teacher will come." My Teacher is on the journey toward me, sending messengers ahead to prepare me. When they arrive, all of the dots will be connected... In the meantime, I am opening my heart and my mind. Every hour I am mining more dots around the edge, but the final picture is not in focus yet.

So many things others expect of me now. So many things I "probably should do", but none of it matters. Whatever is coming is bigger than me and I will be used as a tool to uncover it, translate it, or shine a light upon it. This I can feel.

In my classes, the same topics come up in unrelated subjects. Like bells and whistles that only I can hear. Recurrent themes that are only seen from where I sit.

Synchronicity...

I moved here eleven years ago. While I was driving down 75 with my family and our life packed in the truck behind me, we crossed the border and I knew I was called here for a reason. Many years and lessons later I realize that whatever I am here for is right now, in this place, with this wisdom.

I pick up a concept and study it and meditate on it and do a search. It leads me to more... and more... and more... And in the end I am nowhere near anyplace I thought I would be. Doors are unlocked, windows are opened, and the fresh air of truth blows through me...

Why did I have to find this? Why do I need to know that? How does it all fit together- and what does it ultimately mean?

Come, Teacher, show me. 

I am here...

11/11

Eleven eleven. 

Seems as good as any other day to begin the new blog.

In my soul, I am a writer and an artist. I have always been an information junkie with a thirst for knowledge, and my social character gives me a natural drive for sharing what I learn. I am a student of the human condition. I love people and I am fascinated by our differences, our similarities, and by learning what makes us tick.

The challenge for me is understanding why other human beings in the same situations, faced with the same facts and circumstances, don't naturally have the same instinctive reactions that I do. This simply drives me to learn more.

My art has generally been centered around the idea that we are all unique and we do not fit in little boxes with labels. Life is messy and random and that's what makes it beautiful. Recently, I went back to college and my eyes are opening wider every day. My soul is flourishing and I am happier than I have ever been. My brain is overflowing with new concept, ideas, stories to express through my art. I am filled with new knowledge, truths, and facts that I can't keep to myself.

Through the years I dabbled in writing, blogging, and expressing myself through words. When I wasn't writing formally, words were sprinkled through my art, my designing, my decor. Words Words Words

Now it is time for me to pull it all together in one place and nurture the gift. I will write and I will create and when I am ready to share it, I will bring it here. Perhaps another human will find it worthy of reaction. Perhaps they will share what it made them feel. Or perhaps they won't. But either way, I will finally be honoring my spirit by doing what I was meant to do.