Rated HG: Higher Guidance Suggested

Remember Hurricane Katrina? If you know more than the MSM narrative has told us, and a growing number do, you may be willing to entertain the idea that our beyond-corrupt, psychopathic elite have been attempting to transform dystopia into a fully-blown nightmare for years. This small but organized group of mostly satanic pedophiles attempting to conjure mayhem planet-wide continually runs into another force working behind the scenes. This force isn't openly acknowledged by the Establishment or by many of us even. Many view "God" as a lofty and distant persona, acting remotely through historical prophets or priests and kings, as these same corrupt powers taught our ancestors with very real threats of torture and death for heresy.

Let me tell you of the everyday power and occurrences that sabotage the efforts of the insane elite in a couple of personal stories. Nearly four years ago my daughter and I were visiting a soup kitchen in Central Texas. We were locked out of our home by a series of events I couldn't understand at the time. I knew, however, that we were headed to where we needed to be. I trusted in the Universe and still do even more. At the time it manifested as romantic visions of a life in Texas with my husband-to-be, a correctional officer I met at Pelican Bay State Prison while I was working as a nurse there. Hungry and broke, most of our possessions in storage due to a strange series of occurrences that started with my fleeing a jealous ex-husband, we visited the soup kitchen where we met an Hispanic family. Ismarelda, the head of the family, offered to put us up. I was receiving a small disability check at the time and able to pay rent for the room. We moved in and became friends until we were able to move into an apartment with my fiancé. One of Ismarelda's sons was a kind and intelligent young man who one day told me I was the first white lady he ever liked. I had done nothing special except trust his family and treat them with the same respect, love and gratitude as I treat the rest of my family. I had also learned years earlier in my work at the prison of the same humanity that exists in even the most hardened gang member. Many of them came to respect me as well. I believe that I was there in their lives for just that reason, to give them yet one more reason to doubt "The Man", to provide them care when necessary and to be cared for. This is the loving Universe's favorite set-up, and the stories above are the anatomy of that set-up.

So if you click on the link below, listen knowing that the Universe has been working and continues to work with untold numbers of people like me, people who approach life with what some would insist to be dangerous naiveté. We are the bridge-builders, the often-unwitting diplomats.

http://youtu.be/1vpaZ8InmtE