Reminded - By LM Blair

 Sometimes, I remind myself that I’m just in truth a bright light passing through this part of an infinitely expanding omniverse. 

Sometimes I am reminded of the countless lifeforms I have existed as, an endless stream of entire lifetimes that go by with a blink of an eye, the frame on a roll of film. 

Sometimes I am reminded of the times where I have defended myself from the darkest manifestations that have been projected at me from those of whom have defined themselves as the opposite of my spiritual polarity. 

Sometimes I am reminded of the times I have died a million physical deaths, as if every one of them have felt as if they were for the very first time. 

Sometimes I am reminded of a infinite number of faces and embraces I have loved and whom have loved me played throughout the span of what we know as time... some of you that are reading this post right now... know what I am talking about for in our inboxes... we remember each other. Another world, another place, and time... yet with infinite resilience.. that love once shared is still there and was never forgotten. I remember you.. each of you... as you remember me.

Sometimes I am reminded of my triumphs, my challenges, that never ending cycle of progress and setbacks in these physical realms...I am resolved.. back to the acknowledgment of my spiritual identity that comforts me and has pulled me though everything single time. For such are the ways of an immortal.

So I today upon this holiday.. wish to remind you of the incredible living beautiful potential within us all.. for when these physical bodies return to the dust from which they were created from...your spirit can also return back to the source from which it too was created. 

This is the divine message downloaded to me for me to share with you. There is so much more to us... than this place..... 

I love you all.... Namasté 

The immortal spiritual being presently known as... 

Lesley M. Blair

The Closing Of My Eyes

 When I close my eyes at times, I am reminded of times and days that are long gone. Some of the best memories that time revealed as lies and deceptions. Empty memories that are attached to a deafening “nothingness”. A barrage of fake smiles, fake kisses, empty hugs and promises. They are all still there. 

The residue of their impacting effects are still there. The bright colors, the shimmering glows, the way the moonlight reflects off of our skin. 

The haunting songs that were sung to me, the times actual praises where my name and Gods name were all in the very same sentence. The humbling of it all that I.... in all of my flaws, strengths, and weaknesses, but a solid attitude and fortitude to doing the right thing the best I can to everyone that I encounter to the best of my abilities.... that I was chosen to mean so much... to a select few.

I can see myself where there were times where my parameters and capacity to love was tested in almost every way possible... of that cost of love that no one knows the price of better than me... for in being kind and loving.... was the cost and price I paid for what I now consider to be... nightmares. Imagine that when the stuff your dreams where once made of are now nightmares that make you want to vomit... at the mere thought of how vast the deceptions were.

If hindsight were foresight, I’d rush back into the past to protect the younger version of me.. not only from the living demons that I have encountered... but to protect me from me... to protect myself from my innocence that lead me to believe them... when they said “I love you.”

The best part of all of these nightmares are the lessons revealed. Yes indeed a tree shall be known by its fruit. To know that some actually prey upon you giving them the benefit of the doubt... for they know they may not ever get that trust past your defenses ever again... so now so many are foul at the first opportunity of trust. Valuable lessons for these demons actually do reveal themselves... eventually and that too becomes useful for now I know. 

Yet even better than that... is to open my eyes and to know.... that while our minds or body sometimes can’t tell a dream apart from reality.... what’s even better is to open my eyes to know that those demons are all gone... just echoes of what once was.. proof of what will never be. No more of an illusion now, then they were while these demons were present doing the deceptions that they do.

It’s refreshing to still be loving after a few have done everything in their power to do their best to destroy my ability to love and trust. Well, the Creator in me made me a bit more stronger than that. In fact it’s been an incredible journey of simply loving the next one even more.... trusting the next one even more. The application of love until your heart finds its match... for everything in between? Was just practice. 

Love is indeed a lifesaver. I have been that deserted dried flower that just needed a little bit of sunlight... a little bit of fertile ground to grow on... a little bit of genuine love that has allowed me to blossom and grow... into the man that I am... that you see here posting and sharing everyday. I know what it feels like to have your heart emotionally ripped out.... and almost feel like you’re dying inside.... the amazing part? With time it grows back... and beats even harder than before as it responds to love even better. For the demons gave me a valuable lesson of what love isn’t .......which makes it much easier to spot real and true love today. 

The ability to see the love that I see in each and every one of you... even those that are like me and have even been through worse.... you can’t hide that from me..... nope try again.... I can still see that underneath all of that fluff and stuff.... you’re still a loving beautiful spirit on the inside. I thank you for the love you have shown me.. as a friend, as a lover, and even a wife to be. The love I see in you ..... is so, so refreshing. 

So In these dark moments of deep emotional traumatizing scars, one learns to eventually live with.... the ones I break through everyday just to smile... knowing smiles are contagious... knowing that I still have a lot of love in me to give... that I hope what’s in me shines bright enough to light up the whole world while I am here. 

It’s often said that a lifetime isn’t but a blink of an eye in relation to the Creator of all things.... I imagine that my spirit passing through this world.. is about like a shooting star streaking briefly across the night sky. Think of me whenever you see that. For that’s how precious and rare each and every one of us are to those that love us. We are only here for a while. 

Be that of which makes you smile.. to someone else. Give someone else the love, that you wish you had. You can be that to someone else who is looking for someone to love them... exactly the way that you can. It’s honorable... it’s legendary, it’s the best spiritual legacy that we as immortal spiritual beings can leave behind to mortal humans. Hopefully it will serve as a guide.. to their elevated state of being. 

For those that don’t know love, when someone shows you? Pay attention for you might only get to see that just once from them. You might not see again at all, for far many aren’t loving. Be... the better love. 

May you awaken each day.. with love.

I love you all,

Namasté 

LMB

The Hidden War: When Losing Is A Distraction.

The war on drugs seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war on terror seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

These wars over resources seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war on cancer seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war on poverty seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war for freedom and human rights  seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war on animal abuse seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

The war for saving the planet seems like a losing game. It seems to be a failure and a battle that never ends.

Now I know all of this might give one the impression that resistance is futile. All of this fighting, murdering, bombings, corruption, lying, stealing, racial injustices, police brutality seems to have no end in sight.

One could easily succumb to a state of apathy and despair. Hopelessness that nothing seems to ever really change. 

We're busy killing each other over religion, natural gas and oil, gold and silver, cash, land, food and water and power.

Yet I see a whole different war going on that seems to be a very successful campaign.

Let's say that brick buildings are a very strong structure held together by the mortar and cement that holds it all together. Further, let's say that houses made of wood are held together by nails and glue. Very solid buildings held together by steel beams welded and riveted together at strategic stress points to support massive amounts of weight. One could argue that any of these structures are only as good as the materials that hold them and bind them together.

Get rid of the mortar, the brick structures crumble. Get rid of the nails and glue the wooden structure crumble. Get rid of the welding and rivets and watch these steel buildings collapse. Now imagine being able to do that without harming the bricks, nor the wood, nor the concrete and steel? Just by simply destroying what holds them all together.

None of them would stand. We'd all be outside with no shelter, totally exposed.

Now I want you to consider "love" as a resource for a moment.  Let that sink in for a moment. "Love" being a resource.

Consider people will do things for love that they would never do for just money. Consider even those that appear to do anything for money normally will have that one thing in their life that can't be bought. Yet, either for love or out love for somebody they would do it,

Consider love being the mortar, the nails, the glue, the rivets, the rope that ties everything together... Between each other. The war on that commodity? The war on that resource? Has been unfortunately extremely successful.

In my next post i'll explain how and why the war on love has been very successful.

( to be continued)

The War On Love (part one of two parts.)

Namaste,

Lesley M. Blair

THAT ACT YOU DO - LM BLAIR

Modus Operandi : Security Systems and Physical/Metaphysical Realms.

Modus Operandi : Security Systems and Physical/Metaphysical Realms.

Imagine being in a 6' X 9' prison cell. A very tight restricted place that you're spending a great deal of time in being confined.

Imagine escaping out of that Jail cell and now you are free to move about along the hallways.

Imagine in the hallways there are guards, security cameras, motion sensors, and locked doors and that you have gotten pass them undetected and you've made it out into the surrounding courtyard.

Then imagine standing out in the limited freedom of the courtyard and surround grounds which has more space than the jail cell, more space than the hallways.. Why of course this feels like a step closer to freedom.

Imagine even though the courtyard and surrounding grounds have guards on patrol, guard towers, guard dogs, high voltage barbed wire fences, a tall security wall, huge steel locked gates and somehow you managed to get past all of those and you are now standing on the outside of the gauntlet. You can smell the grass and feel the soil beneath your feet, hear the wind blowing through the trees as you are reminded of how good it feels to feel the presence of the wind upon your face. You close your eyes and inhale, taking in a deep breath in the celebration of making it this far.

You have to keep it moving, why you have come to far to be getting caught now so you press onward into the nearest woods.
You're tired from the stress of being caught, weary from the travelled distance because your body had grown used to the confinement and adjusted to that small space. It's been a long time since you have been this far, your body trembles but you keep going thru the woods.

Upon exiting out of the other side of the woods you come to a sudden stop... Realizing there's a 100 ft drop down a steep cliff that has an ocean right there.

You drop your head in disbelief because you just realized that you have been imprisoned on an island and there's no land masses in sight as you gaze across the oceans horizon.  You think to yourself about how you are going to make it safely down this 100 ft. cliff, and even if you did, you have no boat and how are you going to survive the sea?

You drop to your knees, frustrated and about to give up. After all it isn't like you can magically grow a pair wings to fly you over the cliff and across that ocean to a mainland. Or can you?

How can you make a parachute to glide down safely? How can you make a strong enough rope or vine long enough and strong enough that can provide a means to climb to the ground below? How can you make a pair of wings to jump and safely glide out to land in the sea? How can you build a life raft out of the surroundings that can float you on the ocean to safety?

How far do you have to go to reach mainland? How will you survive out in the ocean for an unknown period of time? What will you eat? What will you drink?

How much time do you have before they realize you're gone and start looking for you with a search party?

It's as if you have thought this through brilliantly based on the perspective of the obstacles and perimeters that you knew of at that time of planning. The cliff and the ocean you didn't plan for because you had no knowledge of either at the time of planning.

I have said all of that to say... If you consider the human body to be a physical  prison that is holding a spirit in bondage and you want to be free from the prison cell that is your body... Just having an out of the body experience is just scratching the surface of what it is that you may face in doing so.

Like the physical realm that we call earth.. The surrounding ether has a multilevel security system as well. Like several layers of protection of an onion. Having an Out Of The Body Experience is just step one, There are levels of security to get past once you are out of your body.

The levels of security I have Encountered are :

1). Fear based Security: The Matrix manufactures threats from your own personal fears. What you fear the most the Matrix will manufacture that and send that toward you.

2). Deception based Security: loved ones appearing as guides. Spiritual guides appearing as help when they are nothing more than sheep herders. They are gatekeepers. Trying to manufacture your consent

3). Lures and Decoy based Security: Bright white lights that seem to be drawing you near them. Beautiful music that can lure you in.. Shiny bright lights that catch your attention. Babies crying in distress...in pitch black darkness,...crying out for you to come near, closer to help rescue them.

4). Faith based security : Whatever deity that you have faith in the matrix will produce that image for you. Whatever Messiah that you are expecting... You just might see.. Almost all of them will try and convince you to return back.

5). Love based security systems: this is where you are enticed with long lost loved ones, ex-spouses, ex-lovers... Beautiful memories of lust and compassion. The memories of the good times with those you have shared love and time with.

Even if you managed to navigate past those? Where will your spirit go? How will your spirit find its way back to the source from which it was created?

These are the many things to consider... For you would hate to break free from the Matrix and its programming... Only to fall short not knowing that these security systems are there.

May your conscious intention manifest the path of enlightenment to return your spirit back to the source from which it was created. May your spirits GPS return back to its fully functional awareness state of remembrance.

Namaste, I love you all.

Lesley M. Blair

"Time In The Sky" - by LM Blair

When I think of time... How time passes.. Time shared...time that is yet to be... From my perspective hours, minutes and seconds just won't do. It's like having spiritual experiences makes you outgrow the concept of linear time.

It's like that leap from 8bit to 16bit to 24 bit audio. Like that Jump from 480 dots per square inch to 1080p HD all the way to 4K resolutions.

No for me ? A better accurate indicator of how I understand time as a reference is a simple gaze into the sky at any given moment.

You see at any given moment the sky doesn't look exactly the same. Cloud patterns are never the exact same way. 

So for me when i want to chronologically log a moment on my experience here as a human being, I simply gaze into the sky.

I visually take snap shot of what the sky looks like at that moment of reflection. Often the view is much more interesting than the face of a analog clock, more intriguing than the blank stare from a digital clock.

The sky is in constant motion at all times.. Every passing second it's different. Just as hearing your favorite song can take you back to where you were in your life when you heard that song for the first time. That's how it is for me when ever I gaze into the sky. Each moment is uniquely different and memorable from the other.

Looking into the sky inspires my imagination. Often I have seen things in the sky that were beyond what I could normally imagine. It's a two way communication and experience when simply gazing into the sky.

To gaze at the stars and feel homesick. To feel comfort in a heavy rain. To watch the world go silent as it respects the thunder and lightning as it appears and expresses itself. To feel the calm of wintery blizzard. To feel the comforting warmth of a sunrise upon my face. To feel the subliminal awareness and presence of things that only come out at night. To be at one with the night as my nocturnal instincts suggest.

To rise to the early dawn of a new day.. To seek rest at the end of a stressful day seeking the comfort that only a mysterious yet peaceful nightfall can bring.

The sky is a living canvas, a living witness to all that has occurred upon this earth. The sky is a giver of life to the physical things upon this earth and also a destroyer of the same.

I imagine the sky as a living book keeper.. That has seen the rise and fall of many a kingdom. There have been many rulers, but none here has ever had more influence than the sky.

Namaste

Lesley M. Blair

5 Types Of People

TD Jake's did an excellent job in defining three types of people. He classified them in the following categories:

1). A Confidant : your go to person. The One person that is there for you no matter what. The one person that truly wants the best for you thru your good and bad times. The one person that would never hurt or desert you.

2). A Constituent: a person that is for what you are for. They are only interested in your success that they want For themselves while not really caring about you. As long as you are striving toward the thing that they want also they will appear to be a confidant, but they aren't. A constituent's nature is one of envy, often revealed by when you tell them good news that you may have.. They are often silent. And inside they truly aren't happy for you. Never confuse a constituent with a confidant. Never mistake a constituent for a confidant.

3). A Comrade: a comrade is the enemy of your enemy. A comrade Will fight right beside you as long as you are having a common enemy. Once he has had the help from you in defeating that common enemy, they normally have no more use for you. For their allegiance with you only went as far as to aid in the defeat of his enemy which you two had in common.

You can build something with a comrade, just understand that They won't be there for you when that victory has been accomplished. Again ..don't make the mistake of confusing a comrade for a confidant.

I would like to further this list by two types that he didn't mention.. Based on what I have seen in my experiences.

4). A Saboteur: a saboteur is a person that has one mission and one mission only. That mission is to stop you, block you, circumvent all of your progress. In some cases even try to kill you to achieve their goal.

Saboteurs are assassins by way of stealth. They appear as positive people as a means of infiltration. Once inside of your inner circle they often display a kamikaze like trait that can even destroy themselves in their attempt to destroy you too.

Saboteurs appear as spouses winning your trust and love only to destroy your capacity for both. They appear as best friends until one day they slip up and reveal themselves thru a minor action that seems unrelated but if you know what to look For their intent is unmistakable.

Saboteurs are notorious for their disguises of all of the above types. When a saboteur doesn't want the best for you or has caused damage to your relationship or business affairs or have derailed you from a blessing or dream..

Never make the mistake of thinking that action was unintentional... For often it was not. If not removed from a situation that affects you, they will do more damage to you every time you forgive them or overlook a trespass from them.

Identify this type immediately by their relationship and historical interaction with you and then with extreme prejudice... Cut them off and get rid of them out of your life for they mean you no good at all they are destroyers sent to destroy you.

5). A Provocateur: a provocateur works as an assistant to the saboteur. Even though they may seem unrelated they collectively work together to achieve your demise. Like a spotter laser painting a target while a missile is being fired from an unknown location a provocateur causes a diversion that creates a cover for the saboteur. By way of distraction the provocateur diverts your attention however briefly to mask and conceal the actions and plans of the saboteur.

A provocateur is a bit easier to spot because often they need your attention to distract you in the first place. Their diversions maybe subtle or extreme, shocking but once identified their actions become predictable. Upon identifying a provocateur, pay attention for often a saboteur is in the midst nearby...

Sometimes the saboteur and provocateur are aided by a constituent. A multifaceted simultaneous act of betrayal. They do this because it makes identifying the perpetrator harder to identify.

In dealing with any of these types? Sunlight is the best disinfectant. Never suffer in silence behind the actions of a constituent or a comrade, a saboteur, or a provocateur. Spot them by calling them out so your comrades and confidants won't be deceived by them as well. Identifying them helps to make the enemy a clearer target to hit.

Like giving coordinates for a missile strike. Identifying these enemies makes their flanking easier to spot..as they try to attack us from many sides. Having situational awareness and knowing these types of enemies help insure a victory in dealing with evil. It helps to fortify our defenses making a solid fortress.

Lesley M. Blair