Knowing: Eleven

Sometimes the magic doesn’t happen at the event.  It happens in the hours, days and months after it. After the sighting I wasn’t able to sequence events too well.  I think that I have and continue to receive downloads.  My way of thinking has changed.  I am more intuitive, too.  Just this past week, the chaos with the sequencing is clearing up.

The downloads continue but my brain seems to sort and store them in a way doesn’t mess with my thinking. I do wonder about the tinnitus, or ringing in the ears.  It is non-stop. I want it to end.

One thing is crystal clear.  The events that occurred at 9:40 p.m. on July 20, I can still see in my mind’s eye as though it just happened.

For as long as I can remember I wanted to be in a helping profession.  After Cornell and Rutgers, after public health school and a masters degree in administration, I worked in health care as an administrator.  The field that I studied so hard to get into was corrupt.  Even though I turned a few of the health care providers into the Attorney General’s Office, how things really work became crystal clear.  I see the controls at the top.  I see a system meant not to work, but to create a profit for those in charge.  The levels of corruption were greater than I ever believed. 

But it was moving to western North Carolina, The Great Smoky Mountains was a dream come true.  Living on the side of a mountain with the native flora and fauna was breathtaking.  Flame azalea, pale pink rhododendrons growing in the woods along with Mountain Laurel.  Black bear on the side porch, a red wolf in the garden. 

Living among nature provided many opportunities.  I worked for a watershed and managed a political campaign.    But all I really wanted was an opportunity to make a contribution and have a loving family.  I got both. I lived in the mid Atlantic states, upstate New York, the south and now in coastal New Hampshire.  I am closer to family there but I won’t spend another winter here.  My southern sensibilities will undoubtedly take me south.  But that is another adventure.