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I dedicated the weekend to getting more nearly current with Things. All morning I worked in my room to figure out what of Sandie’s un-needed clothing I could use and what needed to be passed on to a charity. I found a wonderful leather jacket with Thinsulate lining and a couple of other, lesser garments but the rest were too large for me. I shall keep them to show others who might use them before giving them away totally.

I beavered away until I could see the desk! In sorting through the snail mail I had done while in Nebraska, I had buried my poor desk again. I have a nice little pile awaiting my work time tomorrow or Monday!

I started the next UPI article for Larry but got only as far as typing the title before Jim called lunchtime. I felt very tired, weary in mind and emotions. So I made an executive decision: it was time for me to take off and really play. SO while Jim watched basketball, I played solitaire. It was such a blast to relax and watch the luck flow. Before I wrote A Wanderer’s Handbook I did a lot of that. It seems to be a part of the process. On Monday, it’s back to Lenten restrictions. But the weekend needs some playtime!

After our whirlpool and bath Jim and I took off for a new jazz venue, Captain’s Quarters, where we enjoyed a duo which plays the old, smooth, sweet tunes of yesteryear, my very favorite. I had the distinct pleasure of hearing one of my special old tunes, “All the Things You Are”, which I sang once for my teacher, Papa, in those precious moments when I had the words in front of me and a tape recorder going. Home and bed came after that delightful set. We did the Gaia Meditation holding hands in the bar. I imagine if people noticed, they thought we were canoodling! Which we were, of course, in a spiritual kind of way, canoodling with the infinite Creator, Gaia and all the saints and angels I could call together.

Sunday, March 5, 2006

This Sabbath was a day off for me except for singing the service at church and being a part of the regular Sunday meeting of L/L Research. Church was long, as Fr. Joe became inspired and preached for a good half an hour. He is wonderful to listen to, but long-winded. We sang “Create in Me a Clean Heart” by Brahms and thanks to our having recorded that piece last Thursday, we did a splendid job of it. I could see choirmistress Lisa’s eyes glazing over as we ended in perfect pitch. We had lost about an eighth of a tone singing at the recording session. I know she was thinking, “I wish we had that version on the CD!”

The meditation at the meeting today was on death. A friend of L/L Research, Vuyiswa, whom I had the blessed fortune to meet in London, as she arranged the talk I gave at the Theosophical Society there last June, lost first a parent and then her twin brother very recently. She had a striking and fairly common experience of seeing her brother as he was passing. He simply wanted to let her know he was OK. He was smiling and radiant. It was a good experience and yet of course she is grieving. So we asked the Q’uo about death, what it is from their point of view and how we can help those who are grieving as well as those who have gone through the gates into larger life.

For the rest of the day I thankfully relaxed and played hooky, er, solitaire! It was a wonderful respite from working, thinking and planning.

Monday, March 6, 2006

Bruce was of a good deal of help over the weekend and today as he helped me get Traveller, my upstairs computer, up to date and free of cling-ons. I was under the mistaken impression that Romi was keeping Traveller updated with all the patches and fixes that Microsoft puts out, but I was mistaken. Often I have Traveller with me when he wants to do updates and that is what has happened for the last two or three times he has done updates on the two computers downstairs, Maggie, which is Gary’s computer now, and Growler, which is Dottie’s and has the financials on it. I am now all updated on Trav.

In addition, between them Romi and Bruce found the reason for this cyber-black-hole experience I have been having with e-mails on Traveller. Mail has failed to get through to me and my e-mails have failed to send. In some cases this can be a real problem. It turns out that we had two operating systems installed on the poor beast and sometimes they clashed with each other terribly. The older system is now rooted out entirely, we believe. It took Bruce hours to accomplish this because after he thought he got all of the old software uninstalled the machine was still confused. He had to go into something he called the registry and remove the last of the files from there before Traveller calmed down and decided, yes, we were using Windows 2003.

Bruce left this afternoon after staying over Sunday night so he could do some errands here in town before he left for Avalon. I took him to his favorite eating place, the Hometown Buffet, for lunch to thank him for the hard work on Trav yesterday and this morning. He will work at Avalon all this week, clearing away debris, getting the road all ready for gravel as soon as this weekend’s predicted storms wash through and continuing to pack for his move.

My creative goal for the morning was to write my first article for Larry M. of UPI. He had challenged me to write about a couple of topics, polarity and densities. I wrote about densities today. It was most enjoyable to create a piece that hopefully speaks to Joe Blow—the intended audience of the UPI Religion & Spirituality Forum, of which I am a part. I dutifully added all the formatting “tags” about which I learned from the format sheet Larry had sent and also from Sandie S., who explained the whole concept to me when I could not “get it” from the format sheet alone. Instead of simply doing actions to text like Bold, Italics or Underline, in the text itself, you tell the computer to italicize or whatever by these tags fore and aft. If I want my name italicized, I type {italic} Carla L. Rueckert {/italic}. Whoop tee doo!

I was looking for a familiar story or detail to use in helping people get familiarized to the term, densities, and hit on that capital song from The Sound of Music, “Do, a Deer” in which Julie Andrews sings her way through do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, an octave of musical tones. I used that to discuss the densities, which also comprise an octave, of experience rather than music. I sent it off and will hope to have a favorable response from Larry on it soon. Of course I could well get a rejection and/or a massive critique but somehow I have a feeling he will like the piece. The title of my column, at least that which I offered in this first piece, is A Small Medium at Large.

In the afternoon I tackled my desk work. I took the three dozen or so letters I had answered by hand in Nebraska last month and finally collected from them their contact information before retiring the letters themselves to our L/L Mailbox. That is a big cardboard box we keep tucked away under the desks in the downstairs office. When we have collected a whole big box of mail we store it in our garage loft. If the IRS ever audits us, we have the mute testimony of all those letters to show that we are a very active non-profit company whose activities are indeed charitable.

I got the last piece of furniture for my upstairs office, a table to stand by my Mama chair, ordered as well as the book case that replaces Vara’s shelves in the living room. Jim completed the hallway shelving downstairs and moved all our library books from Vara’s shelves to the hall shelves, which leaves Vara’s shelves empty and ready to move to Shelbyville where she now lives. I know she will be glad to get her books unboxed.

I updated recipes Gary and Jim had done in the last two weeks, made appointments and returned calls and in general made the desk a bit clearer than before. There is still more to do there!

Gary returned home from Cracker Barrel just in time to make the Gaia meditation at 9 PM and shortly thereafter Jim and I came upstairs, as I was falling asleep in my chair. We had a lovely snuggle and an early good-night.

Tuesday, March 7, 2006

I had intended to work on the Book of Days this morning but that was a distant hope as soon as I hit the desk. It was a day of putting out small fires. That was where the energy was. I decided to allow the day to be given over to the fires.

For most of the morning I worked with Gary to create the next issue of the Gatherings Newsletter. When we were happy with the result Gary sent that off to a growing subscription list.

Then Gary and I sat down and had our first serious planning session for the curriculum for the Labor Day weekend Homecoming Gathering. We asked people for their requests for topics covered this year. Tobey had already put in a serious request for working with the chakras again, only this time with discussion and more of a feeling of collaboration. So Gary and I cast a possible schedule based on a routine where I would talk about the chakra for about 20 minutes, then we would gather into groups and talk about what had been said and then we would come back together as a group and debrief, sharing what the groups had come up with.

If we do that for the six chakras on which we can work as souls and seekers, first through sixth, it will take either Friday night and all of Saturday, leaving Sunday for other topics. Or we could spread the chakra work out over the weekend time and have other talks interspersed.

Gary and I created a blurb for both sites to run. He sent them in to Jeremy and Ian before the day’s end. He will ponder the curriculum and wait for responses to our request for desired topics to come in.

After lunch I wrote to my old college friend, Ann F., who has just surfaced here in town after a forty-year hiatus. We will get together and reune! I responded to Bill H’s kind comment on the outline of the LOO 101 book, wrote Steve M a thank-you for his generous donation of books for the L/L Research Library and worked with Ian’s editing questions.

I sent the second UPI article for my column, “A Small Medium at Large”, in to Larry M. He has not yet responded to my first article and so I am not sure he is getting my e-mails. It appears that I am continuing to lose mail, both sending and receiving. This is a serious problem depending upon what I am sending or receiving! Jim’s computer, too, is malfunctioning in Outlook. Romi says he’ll work on that within the week. Thank heavens for Roman!

Bath time came all too soon! Jim had worked hard all day clearing debris from a client’s large estate and was sore and frustrated because he’d found that in the middle of all the debris there were small bushes growing. One could not just rake out the mess. We were so glad to relax in the whirlpool, enjoy our bath and have a quiet evening. After the Gaia Meditation we had an early night of it.

Tuesday, March 7, 2006

We’re just starting the process of organizing the agenda and topics covered for this year’s Homecoming Gathering. This year, the L/L Research Homecoming Gathering will be held on the Labor Day weekend of September 1 - 3, 2006. The curriculum is still in the works, and we invite your input. We hope to design this gathering to best suit your spiritual needs and inquiries at this time. What topic is on your mind? Where is your process taking you right now? Please share any ideas you have by participating in the conversation about the gathering on Bring4th or by contacting L/L Research directly.

Last year we had it at Wooded Glen, which was just lovely but also remote. This year we decided on convenience to the airport and found a fine inn near enough to the Louisville airport to have free shuttle service. We have rented a capacious meeting room for the meeting itself and a 24/7 cabana room right at the poolside for families with children who wish to come, as well as for extended conversations after the sessions end each day. These conversations have been known to go all night and now we have a space for that which disturbs no sleepers. The restaurant is good and has options for how you wish to pay for food and the hotel rooms are clean, fully equipped and seem reasonable in price.

Please check back for further updates on the Homecoming Gathering, and remember to help us plan it!

Wednesday, March 8, 2006

My resolve to do creative work in the morning has been destroyed two days in a row. It seems inevitable, looking back on the day. Bruce let me know that he was working on getting a Rangers Session, with him, Parnell and others having a channeling session with the Q’uo group on line. I will let you know how that pans out as it would be open to anyone who could log in. He also needed some paperwork done immediately and I dropped everything and did that.

Wynn had called trying to help us place L/L books at an on-line store. The store’s owner, Melodie, wanted such a deep discount for selling the books that it would have cost us money to sell them to her at that price. It points up the fact that we need to re-do out book prices to reflect the enormously inflated costs of printing books these days.

I had already nerved myself to write Eccles today, as I could see that the database he was creating was not what I had asked for. He and I were on the same wavelength and I got an e-mail from him saying the same thing. I took quite a bit of time to write a clear letter about how I intended to write the book. I thought we had talked over the whole plan. I have memories of that. However, Eccles does not. I wished to have only quotes from the Quo channeling over the last six years, 2000 to the present. I felt terrible that he had misunderstood me and apologized for the miscommunication.

My hope is that the extra work he has done—a really substantial amount of extra work—can be used by him in a project he has been suggesting for some months. He would like to see a study guide for TLOO on our site. I suggested to him that he create that, have complete control over it (with my veto power intact, however) and have a better experience!

Then I discovered a good friend with a serious problem needed a letter from me and I took until a late lunchtime working through that with her by e-mail.

After lunch I took off with Jim for Home Depot. The rug in his bedroom is old enough now that he can no longer get it clean. We decided it is time for a new one for him. And I need a small one for the front part of my office, just within the doorway. We found nice rugs at a reasonable price there and special-ordered them. It will be swell to have the last housekeeping detail on the upstairs office done.

Then I tackled the notes I had made when I read the wonderful collection of thank you notes sent on the occasion of the 25th anniversary of the first session with those of Ra. So many people who wrote in have web sites to which I feel we should link. I enjoyed looking at several web sites including www.preparingforthegreatshift.org, created by Russell B. I wrote him suggesting he get in touch with Gary and create a link to B4.

Marcia M. called. She has a radio talk show and will have me on it next Saturday. We worked out the schedule. I shall connect with her in the evening. She does the show for Don Newsom’s radio channel, which I believe is BBS Radio. The web site for that station is http://www.bloginservice.com/bbc/index.shtml. Perhaps you can tune in!

I worked with Gary briefly before bath time working out a question for a woman who wishes to have a channeling session. Her question as it was sent in was scattered and we worked to get it in more coherent and clear shape. Gary will work with her from here until she is satisfied, and then we’ll have to figure out a time when Jim or Gary can sit with me for the session.

Tobey had sent me some material with a password which did not work, so I let Tobe know that. I am probably reading his writing incorrectly.

After a most welcome whirlpool and bath I headed off to choir practice. We are deep in Lenten music now. When that was through, Jim and I took off for the Clifton Pizza Factory for an evening of jazz. Romi stopped by too and we enjoyed a most pleasant evening. Our only disappointment was that Walker and Kays were not playing and we listened instead to a set of politically oriented folk music, sort of a Phil-Ochs-with-too-much microphone in style. He had some good moments. As the Beatles would have said, he “needs rehearsal.”

We had the Gaia Meditation holding hands around the table.

We drove home through the startlingly clear night, the rains having washed through and left the air sparkling. It was so lovely to smell the rich loamy smell of spring and feel the warmth coming back to the land. We went right to bed upon arriving back at Camelot.

Thursday, March 9, 2006

Today was tax preparation day here at Camelot and Vara, Melissa and I ganged up on facts and figures. It was a grand effort. It is a long and squirrelly road to travel from the roughly file-foldered pieces of paper with their information about doctors’ visits, charity donations and office in home expenses to an orderly set of data one can hand to the tax preparer. It takes real effort to get to where you feel good about having captured all the possible deductions to which one is entitled.

No one is better at this than either Melissa or Vara and so we soldiered our way through everything but the last of Schedule A deductions and the credit card report for the year. Melissa will return tomorrow for a hopefully final effort, out of the goodness of her heart.

Jim was working for us today as well, sending out books all morning and working to seal the leak in the waterfall in our small fish pond in the afternoon. He also got the snow blade and the chains off Thetis, the big mower, and now declares himself ready for mowing. I fear we shall soon lose his wonderful efforts here at home to the needs of his customers. This is the very last of his “off-season” time, this next couple of weeks. Then he is socked in for the season with grass to mow and gardens to tend. None of them ours!

Right now our garden looks so pretty, with the daffodils starting to be coaxed out by the rains and some tulips already rising from the ground. We had very high winds through here last night as well as storms of rain, but we were fortunate enough not to lose power. Things smell so good!

I found time around the edges of the day to do a bit of e-mail, writing Bruce about his continuing unusual experiences and writing Wynn further about the book deal he is trying to promote for us with Melodie on-line.

Gary and I had on-the-run talks about the office work. He is sorting through the Dan Russell archive as a volunteer for scanning and OCR-ing this material has come aboard. I am excited to have this niche being developed. Danny Russell was a genuine beat poet and author back in the 1950s, a friend of Ferlinghetti and Kerouac and a part of a history that I love, since my Dad was also a part of it, with his jazz drumming and his cool-cat approach to life. Don also carried the flavor of the ‘50s in his attitude, being the quintessentially cool cat of all time.

With the cultural pop icons of the beat generation being the wearing of black clothing to indicate mourning for the follies of humankind and Sartre’s powerful novels of existentialism depressing us all it is easy to dismiss the beats. However their voice was the harbinger of all the wonderful things that happened in the 1960s. It was the voice of freedom, justice and peace, issues we have since abandoned in some senses, especially in regards to human rights within and without our country and the willingness to make war for reasons justified only by empire. Danny Russell stood firmly against such shenanigans.

Yet his voice was forever tortured and twisted. His expressions were almost impossible to understand. He was a shaman and he stubbornly wrote the truth about what he saw. Since he was a Don-Juan-type student of magic, what he saw was hardly ever clear to anyone but himself. Reading his material is an adventure to say the least. Is it great literature? Probably not. He is doomed to be a lesser light, from any standard critical viewpoint.

But his was a forceful and authentic voice and he entrusted that voice, as he lay dying, to us at L/L Research. He sent us everything, all the contents of all his wildly disordered folders and said thank you, for he knew if anyone would preserve his work it would be me, the librarian who somehow “got” Dan, loved him and supported him by e-mail and snail mail for many years in the ‘80s and ‘90s.

Gary is currently sorting through it all for copying and sending to our volunteer, to whom be thanks and praise! I hope she really enjoys this colorful character, who arrived at Camelot from time to time arrayed in his skin-suit of tattoos. Over half his entire body was covered either with figures and patterns or with those billowy blue waves that some tattoo nuts use to fill in the spaces between patterns. He could take his shirt off and still be “dressed.”

After our bath, Jim and I spent some time this evening just talking about the work, our lives and how we feel about things. It was a treasured time, helpful for me and encouraging to my emotions, which were a bit frayed after chasing numbers all day. We settled in to some sci fi and CSI after Amy Goodman’s news program went off and had an early night, retiring soon after the Gaia Meditation.

Friday, March 10, 2006

I slept poorly last night and awoke early, which worked as I needed to write Camelot Journal entries for the last two days before the day gathered steam. I got them done just in time to snuggle with Mick and get up to have our Morning Offering. Jim worked on mailing some books out, and then worked on changing his equipment for spring and cleaning up the debris from the storm last night.

I went to the downstairs office and began working where Melissa and I had left off on tax preparation yesterday. Melissa arrived for a second day of helping out at mid-morning and we worked together until 11:30, when I needed to break away as I had an appointment with Mom DeWitt, my mother-in-law from my first marriage, to Jim DeWitt. The marriage did not take, but I adore Mom DeWitt! She is 93 now and in a nursing home in Shelbyville, down the road about 25 miles from here. It is a lovely drive and I got to go with Mick, who was delivering Vara’s book shelves to her.

Jim had made shelving in the hall and moved the books we had shelved on her ranks to the hall shelving, leaving her shelves empty and ready to move. He dropped off the shelves while I had lunch with Mom, and then dropped by the nursing home for a brief visit before delivering me back to Melissa and the taxes.

By bath time Mel and I had gotten all done with the record keeping for taxes 2005! I made an appointment for next week with Linda D., who has been doing my taxes since 1984! It is half past wonderful to get that record gathering done. Melissa deserves many kudos for the thankless work, as does Vara. Without my girlfriends I would have been working away all week on this!

Jim worked all afternoon for clients, clearing debris and working with tree cutting. We rejoined each other for a bath and watched a particularly riveting Amy Goodman news hour, with Tony Benn holding forth in such clarity and sanity I just wanted to cheer. He is a very positively oriented fellow and was hopeful about the present situation in the world despite appearances. He is such an inspiration!

Romi was over for a visit and worked on our computers—a never-ending honor/duty for him as we keep finding new trouble—and then we all enjoyed the season finales of Stargate, Stargate Atlantis and Battlestar Galactica, three sci fi dramas we enjoy. Why it is the end of their season in early March I could not say!

Jim and I said goodnight around midnight, being far more wakeful than usual. Perhaps it is the approaching full moon!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Saturday was a sweet day off for me, for the most part. I had been sleepless yesterday night and was very low on physical energy. After Morning Offering, Jim and I sat together and put some material from Vara’s and my visit to England last June which I found utterly misfiled, while going through files for tax preparation - into the 2003-2006 scrapbook. It completely filled the scrapbook, just as the last pictures we’d gotten from Dana R. filled out our photo album for 2003 to 2006.

We still have not solved the mystery of taking photographs with our digital camera to the point where I know how to manipulate the images and get actual pictures out of the camera. That remains as a challenge yet to conquer. We won’t have many home pictures till that one is solved!

Jim’s back has been suggesting none too gently that it is time for a new mattress for his bed. The old mattress was bought by me in 1968 when Don moved into my apartment. I am a light person and did not wear that mattress down very much at all and it turned out that Don never slept in it, as he needed a special extra-long double bed in order to have a comfortable “single bed” for his extra tall frame, which we got him immediately after he moved in. Jim started using this bed in 1984, however, and he is a sturdier, more heavily muscled being by far than me. That mattress has definitely had its day after over 20 years of his use. We got him a sleep number bed, which is pricey but should do the job for Jim’s sore back. We hope so!

We also looked for kittens today, going to two animal shelters and a pet shop and calling a woman who had advertised kittens. It turned out it was a misprint; they were eight months old, not eight weeks old. And we want kittens who will bond with us. We have cared for quite a few inherited kitties of mature age and fully grown, taking them when my Mom died, when neighbors died and when they arrived in our yard and demanded feeding. When the cat does not grow up with you, usually there is never the bonding experience which is so joyful for both pet and human. So we will keep looking for our new babies. Someone is always looking for a good home for their kittens and ours will come to us. Pickwick and Sedgwick, the Wick Brothers, our present kitties after losing no less than eight cats in three years, all at a ripe old age, will turn nine this May. If we want to avoid getting new kitties when we have old ones who do not generally like kittens’ rambunctiousness, we need to start the new generation now.

The afternoon was spent with UK football, naps and reading. In the evening I was interviewed by Marcia McMahon on BBS Radio where she has a show. It was an enjoyable half hour or so of talking with Marcia about our Gaia Meditations, Ascension and earth changes. She takes about half of her radio time to read her own channeling, play music she has channeled and talk about her work and the other half for interviewing her guest.

We had expected call-ins, but I was not surprised to see there were no calls. Marcia has a habit of asking a question, letting you say about a sentence and then pitching back in, repeating what you just said, talking over you. What do you do? Stop talking and listen to the repetition? I tried that, but she isn’t going anywhere with the thought, just getting it into her own mind. So that does not work particularly well. The alternative, talking over Marcia, is not a good solution either. It is just hard to give a good interview when you cannot finish a thought. I did my best!

Marcia is a medium of the spiritualist type, channeling inner planes guides and angels and her chief sources are John Lennon and Princess Diana. It is a heavily political sort of contact she has, with much discussion of Middle East policy and a laudable emphasis on the need for world peace and love. Her web site, for those interested in this material, is www.angelfire.com/mb2/diana_speaks/.

Gary joined Jim and me for supper, the Gaia Meditation and a movie he had rented, Hostage, with Bruce Willis. The derring-do and fast-paced violence of the plot scooted us along to bedtime with many a yippee-i-o-ki-yay and we tumbled into bed short of midnight tired and happy.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

I awoke from a heavenly sleep to the sound of rain. It rained all day and by dusk the land was awash throughout Kentucky and our neighbor, north across the broad Ohio River, Indiana. Waves of extreme weather have lashed other parts of the country as well. From one newscast came the unlikely image of a car blown or washed on to the roof of a house.

Jim and I spent some early morning time investigating Dottie’s filing system, as we are puzzled by her saying she is caught up when there are many receipts in the folders. I found that she apparently puts charge receipts and bills which are in process back in the original envelopes. How confusing, to her and to us!

I re-organized the folders to indicate items in process as distinct from items that are new. I think this will keep Jim and me better informed. We are concerned that as slow as she is, she is too expensive for us to afford! We shall continue trying to figure this puzzle out. We shall have a good talk with her this next week and go from there.

After a lovely, though very long, service at St. Luke’s and a good lunch and stretching exercise period with Jim, I sent myself my articles for UPI downstairs and made another attempt to send them to Larry M., the UPI editor in charge of the Religion & Spirituality Forum. Here’s hoping that send made it through. I would really like to know if he is happy with my work or not.

Romi and Tom F arrived just as I was catching up with Michele M, a woman now living in Germany who has been an attendee at several L/L Research gatherings in the past and an excellent computer graphics expert. I asked her if she would be willing to donate some drawings to the Hays book project.

We had a splendid silent meditation together after our usual talk around the circle. Then Jim went to put the dinner in the oven to heat everything up for our repast while Romi tackled the challenge of the cyber black hole that had developed in my e-mail.

Romi found that the problem came because he had been trying to keep my e-mail address here in the office private to my personal friends. All L/L Research mail is now going to Gary’s computer and then he is sending me my personal e-mail from that Inbox in batches by the date. It is a good effort to keep my e-mail Inbox up here clear, but it has had disastrous consequences!

When spam filters see that an item is coming from one address but says it is coming from another, it deduces all on its own that it is spam and bounces it back to my Inbox. However my spam filter then bounces the error message to my junk mail file. So without checking my junk mail file, I remain clueless.

Now these discoveries are put to good use, my e-mail sent from this computer will be tagged with this address and hopefully the trouble is solved. I pray fervently that this is so.

We enjoyed an evening of conversation and television and bade each other good night around eleven, having had a sweet Gaia Meditation and a closing prayer from Roman. I love this little bunch of people—Romi, Tom, Jim and I—who so often are the sole participants in the silent meditations. Many people prefer the dash and novelty of a channeling meditation but I continue to love the silence itself and prefer it over all other things.

Monday, March 13, 2006

The 13th of any month is always a magical day, for weal or woe, and today we had lashings of rain intermittently throughout the day, adding to the flooding and difficult conditions for people around this area. Jim was out most of the day corralling storm damage for clients. We kept our power on! Yay!

After Morning Offering I did a quick downstairs office clean-up before Gary came on duty, as others leave bits and pieces around when they do not know just what to do with them. I made new files and generally squared things away so the papers we get can be easily filed. Then I re-sent my two articles to Larry from the downstairs computer for the UPI Religion & Spirituality Forum. I have heard nothing back so far, but am hoping for something tomorrow or Wednesday, as the deadline is noon Wednesday.

I am reluctant to write more pieces for Larry before I find out what he thinks. If he does not respond by Thursday I will call him. I know we DID have the conversation where he hired me because I looked on the Forum site (www.religionandspiritualityforum.com/) and there is my name and my column title but no articles. It is a mystery!

That done and the downstairs office in good shape, I came upstairs to work on the channeling from last Sunday but Jim was steam-cleaning rugs this morning, early, and had started in my office so I worked, for the time it took Mick to finish, with the tax files from previous years which have been stored in a filing cabinet in the guest room. They have been grievously jammed in that cabinet. Now we have a new supply of filing cabinets and can un-jam the papers and file them so they are easily get-at-able. I got about half done with that before Jim finished. Fortunately there are no guests coming in the next few days, so I can leave things half-done in the guest bedroom with all the files laid out on a bed.

Leaving those for another time I edited the Sunday Meditation for March 5 2006. Q’uo’s answer was in response to a question about death and what that looked like from their point of view as well as how to help grieving people when their loved ones pass on. It was a sweet session. I sent that off to Ian to put up on site when I was finished with it and sent the rough edit to those who had been in the circle of seeking that day.

Jim was home for lunch and we relaxed together, had a good conversation and stretched together before he and I went back to our respective work.

Looking for Larry’s response, I checked the junk mail folders on both Maggie and Traveller and found nothing at all. However I had a good bit of other e-mail and set about responding to that. Eccles had sent a trial database, not the completed work but a this-is-it-so-far CD. His form view is excellent and will be perfect for me to use. However the keyword searches did not include half the key words I intended in the framework of my outline but included many others I will not use and so I asked the hard-working Eccles to set up a time on the telephone when we can talk through the key words on which he is to do searches. Or if he prefers, I can send the requests for topics to him by e-mail.

I very much want to get this straight! Eccles has worked so hard and we had a bad miscommunication which meant he was working on things I cannot use on this project. I want to make sure this does not happen again. So I am going for very clear communication and specific requests on my part.

Wynn had written again with many suggestions for improving our book sales. None of them were in my province and I turned the correspondence over to Gary. It is wonderful to be able to do that. Gary will listen to Wynn until he sees whether or not he has any practical suggestions on which we can act.

Letters to Roman, Vara and Jeremy on various matters to do with the Midwinter Gathering, Vara’s tax help recently and web site matters finished out my office day. Then I met with Gary, who was decompressing from his L/L Admin work. He had gotten the house credit cards all checked out and needed to see the ones I had in my wallet, then he needed to find the form letter I send every year. We went downstairs and found both the form for reporting the cards and the form letter for sending the worksheet in to the Credit Card Service Bureau which takes care of my cards. When we do the taxes each year I make sure to bring their records up to date.

Gary’s other questions were about a couple of people who wish to arrange channeling sessions. We scheduled one, for Ray C and his brother, Eric, next Saturday. Margaret P. was slotted in for April 1, awaiting her confirmation.

Jim came back from his hard, wet work—he was in the rain most of the afternoon, cutting up fallen branches for a client—and we had a nice, hot, restorative bath together. Then it was time for Amy Goodman’s news, which was full of appeals from the Palestinian people she interviewed for Americans to realize what is actually happening in their country. It is tough to see, but it is the truth and that is always the most powerful thing to see. So we are very grateful to Amy and all her crew. Thanks to her I feel when we sit down at 6 PM for the news, we get the real deal.

Then it was—ah!—the time for a whole block of Stargate SGC on the Sci Fi channel dueling with CSI Miami on Spike TV, so St. James and I relaxed and enjoyed and, in my case, fell fast asleep for a while! We arose to have supper and offer the Gaia Meditation, coming upstairs by 11 PM and saying good night shortly thereafter.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

How wonderful to see the golden chariot of Helios shining this morning! After a series of socked-in gloom and serious storms it was a palpable blessing. I got up early enough to write the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going downstairs to begin the day with a morning snuggle with Mick, then our breakfast and the Morning Offering.

I dedicated most of the day to working on the Book of Days project and got a dozen days edited before lunch and half a dozen after lunch. I am up over 100 now, ending on Day 118! Just about a quarter of the way through editing the whole lot of days and about 43% done with the present document, which contains the first 275 Days.

It was not an arbitrary decision to work on this but a practical one. I could not tackle the writing on the book yet, as I have not received the database and probably will not for a while, as that takes some doing and Eccles is working as fast as he can already. I was reluctant to do any more writing for the UPI column without some feedback from Larry M, which was not yet forthcoming. And I do not yet have a database in place in which to place my own collection of quotes on various items, like the Mayan calendar, which I am gleaning from books, since I do not know how to create that.

This left me with no new editing, book preparation or writing to do, since I had just finished editing the only new channeling session we had. However I have deep pockets when it comes to old editing yet to be done! I am thrilled to get some work done on the Book of Days while I am waiting for life to occur!

I had written Eccles to ask if he would like a definitive list of topics to search and he wrote back immediately to embrace the idea. I set to work on the spot and sent him a table with the topic search/key words listed next to the chapter topics from the outline. It felt good to do that. Clear communication is a good thing, even if I am mostly stating the very obvious—if the outline topic is “meditation” for instance, it’s pretty sensible to figure the key word is “meditation.” Duh! But getting it all explicitly out there is a very practical thing to do. It is now done.

One thing I had NOT understood about Eccles’ database is that it is not one he created just for my book. It holds a lot of things other than that, which was why I was seeing so many topics which I do not wish to cover in the Hays book. What a relief to know that! I had feared that because of my poor communication he had done all this extra work! It was a wonderful relief to know that was not so at all. Whew!

In the light of all the brouhaha about my e-mail I decided to put in some time alerting my personal friends to my new address. I spent the remainder of the afternoon doing that. I did not get all the way through my contacts list so shall need to work more on that tomorrow.

When I got out of the bath I found a message from Larry, the UPI editor, on the answering machine, so contact has finally been made. Naturally he wants to make some changes in my columns, he says, and I am to call him tomorrow. Hooray! I expected the changes. That’s what editors do! I am just glad to be in touch with him.

Jim had worked hard all day for his clients and we relaxed and enjoyed an evening of Amy Goodman’s news, Stargate and CSI before descending for a late supper and the Gaia Meditation. Exhausted, we came upstairs early, had a lovely snuggle and bade each other an early good night.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

I awoke to a lovely dawn and wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going downstairs to start the day with Mick. We had Morning Offering and breakfast and I did some early work on the recipes for this week’s cooking. Deciding that the day was a loss because of my emotions at having to meet with our tax accountant today I elected not to do any creative work but to tackle the many items that had accumulated on my desk. Most of the work was adding contact information to my Contacts on this computer and then letting people in various environments like church and jazz know that my e-address had changed.

By lunchtime my pile was down to items that can wait so I was a happy camper. Jim and I ate together, a treat I do not take for granted, and then it was tax time. Jim had placed our two big boxes of files for the household, for Jim’s Lawn Service and for L/L Research in Stanley so I only needed to pick up Melissa and head downtown. We even found a handy parking place, something I cannot recall ever happening so fortuitously in over twenty years.

It was a long afternoon working through Linda’s questions, but finally all questions were answered and we were able to leave our concerns in Linda D’s capable hands. That is a wonderful feeling! As I told Mick in the bathtub, the next time I have to do this it will be 2007. Ah! A bit of free time until then!

After our whirlpool Jim and I ventured forth for a jazz night at the Seelbach. Unfortunately the duo of Dick Sisto and Tyrone Wheeler, promised for the evening, did not show. However they were playing some wonderful jazz on the sound system and the atmosphere was terrific, so we decided to relax and enjoy the canned music. Next time I MUST remember to call and check on alleged dates. That’s twice that we have showed up for a set only to find that the players’ plans had changed.

We offered the Gaia Meditation in the car coming home and watched some History Channel TV and a tribute to Roy Orbison before bidding each other good night.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Finishing the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before descending to awaken St. James, I enjoyed our Morning Offering very much. There were wonderful quotes from The Alchemy of Sacred Living, by Emory J. Michael, today:

Rightly understood, prayer and faith are means to align ourselves with the divine life in which we live and move and have our being. Then our actions themselves become our means of fulfilling our prayers.

And from Handbook for the New Paradigm, an anonymous small volume which seems to me of central importance for light workers now I heard this long quote which was riveting to me:

We are entering the period of time that leads to the beginning of the shift of energies that will begin the days of tribulation. Unfortunately some of the predictions that have been made reflecting the plans of the dark side will manifest. Though they seem to indicate that the situation is irreversible, it certainly is not. This will be a time in which it will be critical that those of you who are privy to the behind-the-scenes maneuvers of which you are part hold faithfully to the understanding and belief that they do indeed exist and are positively laying the foundation for the new paradigm. This new pattern of experience can be pictured as a shimmering castle coming forth amid a scene of frantic confused activity. Though it is hardly the pattern of what the new paradigm will resemble, it instead draws on the Camelot myth as a recognizable fantasy containing within it desirable dreamlike ideals. It is a process of it rising through the mists of focused imagination in the midst of what appears to be reality. This is the understanding that we desire to trigger.

Clearly I am a Camelot buff—our farm is named Avalon and our house is named Camelot. And to top THAT off, we had just had a question about the shimmering castle image in the previous channeling session on March fifth. The Q’uo said this about that shimmering image:

The construct is precisely that. It is the awareness of fourth density in the minds of many, many, many people; too many people to have it stay a private vision. It is not fourth density itself. It is not the planet Earth itself. But it is information which is coded in a certain way that is characteristic of crystals. It is being built up day by day, in terms of your space/time experience, because of people that have begun to graduate and have begun to have a fourth-density existence.

I feel so very hopeful and positive, finding these threads of transformation and new life spring forth as Jim and I read the books that come to us in our Morning Offering. It is a wonderful time of received inspiration and wisdom and above all, encouragement.

We have begun doing the Banishing Ritual of the Lesser Pentagram after Morning Offering on a daily basis. I received this guidance from Holly (my name for the Holy Spirit) and we have put it into action. It seems to be a time where humility and dedication are key words for daily action, couched in great gratitude and thankfulness.

I started the work day doing Days from the Book of Days project. I plowed through Day 120 and ran out of lines in the table of Days and titles I had constructed. (I worked on the tuning process each morning, with some exceptions, for about three years.) I am interested in seating the Days according to the dates of their reception. I am hoping that we will end up with a reading for each day, perhaps more, from which to choose the days that will be included in the final manuscript. So I added Days in the Titles and Days Chart up to Day 150, where I am OK-ing Ian’s suggested titles of each Day and rating the Days as well as arranging them by the day of the year.

Jim arrived for lunch as I was completing the new addition to the chart and we had a good lunch and stretch together. We also sat down with our bookkeeper, who is wonderfully thorough and has gotten our books all set up the way our accountants wish them to be, and explained that she was just too slow. We could not afford her!

She completely understood and acknowledged that she was a detail person and an accountant rather than a bookkeeper. She said she would be happy to train another bookkeeper. I wrote Melissa and asked if she wanted the job, and if so, could she come for training next week. It is the first time we ever fired anyone. It did seem necessary if we are to conserve the grant we received from Bill and Denise.

I spent some time with Dottie before coming back upstairs; sorting through a pile of forgotten receipts she had dug up from somewhere. I really thought we had extirpated all downstairs office confusion and clutter and, yes, piles! But no—there is always one more, I suppose!

Working with Gary, we got a few last minute questions answered and he asked me for two thank-you notes to include with the packages of material he was sending out to Aaron T, who will scan and OCR the Dan Russell archive and Glenn P, who has taken on the transfer of our reel-to-reel tapes, a huge collection of over 300 tapes, to CD format. This will preserve our Joel Goldsmith collection of teaching tapes, which we inherited from a dear friend of Don Elkins, Frank Martin, who was a student of Goldsmith’s and attended many teaching sessions with him all over the globe back in the 1950s.

As well, I caught up on paperwork at the upstairs desk, writing those who live near Palm Springs, with whom I met in January, to let them know that a woman was attempting to set up an Orange County (CA) Law of One/Q’uo Study and Meditation Group. I don’t know where Orange County is, beyond thinking it is coastal and close to either San Francisco or Los Angeles. If any of them wish to contact her, they can.

I wrote Steve M. to thank him for a really spectacular book he just sent me, The Visionary Window by Amit Goswami.

I ordered new Pure Synergy capsules from the Synergy Company, a product that helps to keep me healthy. They are in Moab, Utah. They have a web site from which I do not think one can order. Their telephone number in Moab is 800-723-0277. Check them out if you feel the least bit concerned that your food diet may not be adequate in giving you the nutrients your body needs. This green food is excellent.

I added a lot of people to my contact list from the downstairs computer and continued sending out notices to friends about my address change. I responded to Eccles, who was explaining how his database worked and how it was a more efficient approach than the one I had suggested. I agreed it would work just fine for the project ahead and asked him to limit his work to a few quotes per topic rather than exhausting the material. We also set a date by which he will finish his database work and I will finish mine—I have things to keep track of on facts and figures I wish to include in the book that are not covered by the Q’uo.

I wrote Joan A., who has taken on he formidable task of working on my old letter tapes, asking her if Gary had sent her more tapes, as a letter from her arrived just after he left, saying she was almost out of tapes and to please send more immediately! She’s recovering her strength from a wicked virus and says the voice on the tapes is great company for her while she heals. Prayers for Joan!

Then Jim was back, sore and exhausted after a whole day of clearing leaves, pulling ivy and generally making a winter-worn estate look its best for the Derby Days ahead. We had a restorative whirlpool and bathed and I was off to choir practice. We had intended to go to Clifton’s Pizza tonight and see a set of Walker and Kays, which is always fine jazz—but James was oh, so weary and we elected to go out later this week instead. We had a pleasant supper, conversation and Gaia Meditation and then came upstairs for a snuggle and our good night.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

It was wonderful to awaken to the shining dawn and know that severe weather is over for a little while. After Morning Offering Jim took off to spend the whole day clearing storm debris from two clients’ land and I had the house entirely to myself. What a novelty! With Gary away on a trip with his friend, Valerie, escorting her to several job fairs on the east coast, there is solitude here, softened only by the kitty cats. And they huddled close today. At one point I had a basket full of Sedgie to the left of my computer and Pickwick on my lap.

I focused today on the Book of Days project and reached the 150th Day by nightfall. Now I am over halfway through this initial document of 275 Days. That is the one which Ian rough-edited and put up on the www.llresearch.org site some time ago. There are two other documents which contain more Days, after I finish this one, transcribed by Gary from additional channeling tapes from the period where I was teaching myself tuning and challenging. I believe the total of Days is somewhere around 470. We should have a nice selection to fill out a complete year (366 Days, because of Leap Year). I especially want to see if we can get all of Jo Weber’s pen-and-ink drawing in the volume.

In addition to the editing, I did other work, e-mailing a request to Joan A., who is transcribing my letter tapes, for the dates on the tapes she has already done, as I cannot find Gary’s list and she wants more tapes to work on. I wrote Jon G about a counseling session, attempting to schedule it for next week. I wrote Fr. Joe at St. Luke’s to ask for an appointment to offer my Lenten confession and the choirmistress, Lisa L., asking about donations for our new robes and music stands for myself.

Tim M had written to request we call him as usual this next Sunday and I assured him we would do that. I wrote Vara and Anne F about scheduling lunch times with them. I answered Roman’s letter about spam filters and Ian’s question about how long our Gaia Meditations run. They run, BTW, between five and fifteen minutes long, and our start time is 9 PM Eastern Time. We also meditate about 9 AM, so we keep a vigil each twelve hours for peace and our beloved planet.

Jim came home predictably weary but amazingly he was exhilarated with all the hard work and feeling energized by the warmer weather and the sweet sunshine. He cut his first grass today, he said, a bit of new-planted seed at St. Luke’s which has taken off with all this rain and sun. I imagine by next week, the grass will be growing and Jim’s mowing season will kick into gear. That will mean many days where we miss having lunch together and I will miss Jim’s good company. But that’s his work! Fortunately I am a happy person in solitude, often neglecting even to put on some music for a nice background sound and beavering along to the melodies of my hymns and whatever other tunes are in my head.

We relaxed and enjoyed Amy Goodman’s news after our bath and then it was basketball heaven for Jim. U of L was in the NIT tournament and won handily tonight. UK was playing in the NCAA playoffs. I fell asleep before that game finished, so I do not know if Tubby and the Wildcats made the first cut. They were doing well when last seen!

Jim and I said goodnight after that game.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Saturdays used to be cooking days for me, but this last year or so Gary and Jim have been handling all the preparation of food. My only contribution has been to supply the recipes, which is a passive contribution since Jim fishes the recipes he wants out of a large database of recipes I have collected over the years. However today Gary was still away on his trip to the Carolinas and so Jim and I had a cooking morning together. It felt like old times.

I left just after we had finished the cooking to have a lunch out with the C brothers, Ray and Aric, who had come to town to receive a channeling session. During the lunch we finalized their questions in the midst of having a good conversation in general. We arrived back at the house to find Jim ready to join us for the session.

After a talk around the small circle and my taking some time to tune, we had the session. Their questions were on unseen presences and also how to serve children in terms of their spiritual life, and how to pray for good fortune for an ex without infringing on free will. It was an interesting session.

Most of the rest o the afternoon I spent copying letter tapes for Joan A. Unfortunately our high-speed dubber no longer copies both sides. One must baby-sit the machine, copying side one and then flipping the tapes manually and copying side two. One cannot leave the machine for longer than a couple of minutes. It made me so grateful that these days Gary does this work, for the most part!

I finished that work about 5:30 and came upstairs to catch a bit of desk work. I wrote my old friend from school Beth H., before it was time for a bath. Jim called and we had a restorative whirlpool. Then Jim settled in to watching IU play basketball while I read Papa’s letters.

I was unaccountably weary and so was Jim. We struggled a bit, soreness making our tempers uncharacteristically short. And then we had the good work to do of reharmonizing. We did that in good spirits and with great love. By bedtime we were in fine fettle again, but oh, so weary. It was a blessing to say good night and catch some zees.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Chilly and sunny, the day to which I awoke was delightful. I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday, responded to e-mail from Ann F., Lisa L. and Fr. Joe and after a luxurious spell over the puzzles and donuts I went off to St. Luke’s for the service. I had not slept at all, being extremely wakeful after about 2:30. Fortunately the TV was good and I finally saw Desperado again—something I had wanted to do for a long time, ever since I saw it the first time. It is a compelling, though ridiculously overdrawn, portrait of a man driven to extremes by circumstance. It’s a great way to study the shadow side of male energy. There is beauty there amidst the horror.

I brought us back some fast food and Jim and I stretched, took a bath together and then I slept with witch hazel pads on my eyes while Jim took in some basketball. We went downstairs to find that Romi and Bruce as well as Connie and Melissa had arrived for the Sunday meeting. Bruce had created a computer link of some kind so that Adam from Florida, Parnell from Nevada and Bob Blue Eagle from Colorado were all present on the computer and could hear what was said. It was our first true cyber-circle, completed by Tim on the telephone from Australia.

There were technical difficulties. We shall need to get Adam a better mike! It was almost impossible to hear him because of enormous static, so Bruce communicated with him by typing. Talking around the circle was wild, since four of the group were not physically present. This set-up was quite good and I hope we can develop it so that people can tune in for meetings from all over. The channeling went out live. Bruce promised to show Romi how to do the set-up. It has possibilities both for Ranger channelings and for the Sunday Meeting channelings. Perhaps more people would enjoy tuning in.

The question for today came from Tim. He was curious about the part the Holy Spirit may play in Ascension. The group took up his question and expanded it a bit, and I thought the session was interesting. Naturally the discussion started with semantics and the definition of terms. I will be interested to read it.

After the meditation was over, Bruce stayed on line with the three Rangers for a good two hours before he signed off to eat supper with us. They had enjoyed hearing the channeling a lot, Bruce reported. Meanwhile Romi created his special “love tea” and served it with the cookies Connie had brought and we settled in for a good conversation for a while. Then Connie offered Jim and me Reiki sessions, which was just wonderful, restorative and strengthening. Connie worked on Bruce as well after supper, before setting out for her 90-minute drive home.

Romi worked with me for a while to create an Access database form so that Jim and I can collect more quotes for the Hays book. Eccles reported starting from 2006 and working backwards to 2000 on the quotes and said he did not feel he would make the end by my subjective deadline for starting the writing, which is 4-1-06. I am most blessed that Jim has volunteered to take up the slack. For the last little bit of his off-season he will give his mornings to working forward from 2000 on my key words. Hopefully Eccles and Jim shall meet in the middle. Meanwhile, I will also add some quotes, not from the channeling database but from books and web sites which offer information on the various topical items I wish to include in the book, like the Mayan calendar. I’ll work on those in the afternoons to give Jim free reign in the morning.

After the Gaia Meditation and more conversation, Jim and I came upstairs to relax and enjoy an episode of Grey’s Anatomy on TV before saying good night.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

After a luxuriously restful night I awoke in time to write the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before descending to awaken Mick and have our breakfast and Morning Offering. Then we offered the Banishing Ritual, as has become our practice recently, and settled in for the day’s work.

Jim had volunteered the last of his off-season time to work on the Hays book database of quotes, starting this morning, so I spent the first part of the morning helping Jim accustom himself again to the workings of the Access database form which Romi had prepared on Sunday night. Jim found the site-wide search function on www.llresearch.org helpful as it lists all the instances of a key word by date site-wide. He got a good start on that project and I came upstairs to find some business in the Outlook Inbox that needed doing. I scheduled the Planet Light Worker session for this month for tomorrow night and settled on a date for offering my Lenten confession with Fr. Joe at St. Luke’s.

Jennifer L. had written to request my article for the new Louisville Jazz Society Newsletter and I polished up my one remaining story and sent that off to her. I shall need to write an effectively encouraging letter to all my jazz contacts and get some new stories going!

Jim had reported some problems trying to use an L/L charge card so I investigated that and ended up ordering him a card which is not American Express, with his name on it—my card had my own name and I had never gotten him one, since he had not asked for it. Some stores simply do not take American Express. Now Jim has a card coming which is a MasterCard. That is apparently easier to use, always taken, where AmEx is not. This society is most dependent on these little plastic bits! They do make it easier to get along doing one’s chores.

Gary had forwarded me a letter which Chris F had written to a new surfer into the site and I took a moment to write and thank her for the wonderful job she is doing. Our volunteers in general are the best!

Pu had written to encourage us to celebrate the Persian New Year which begins when our spring does. I let her know we would indeed welcome spring in today and embrace the Persian New year as well. It was an interesting coincidence as in the Offering this morning, the Bible had called May “the second month” and we had remarked that their calendar must start with the first day of spring. Pupi, coming from Iran as she does, walked Biblical soil during her childhood there.

Luncheon time came quickly. I set out with a woman whom I had not seen in over 40 years to catch up over lunch. It was a great reunion. Ann F. and I used to be inseparable in college, hanging out between classes together, studying together and in the summer, getting together to walk the parks near both of our homes and pass sweet summer days in silence and quiet converse together. Ann became a biology professor and researcher and has now retired after a long and happy career in the groves of academe. She and her husband moved back to Kentucky recently and live about 20 miles out of town down the little country road off of which Jim and I also live.

I came home from that fine time of remembering and tried to settle in to writing my article on channeling for UPI but was unable to settle myself into it, so did some personal correspondence to do. Then I tackled the moving of some tax files into my new filing cabinets. I had not finished that chore when Jim called up for bath time.

We had a quiet, relaxing evening watching Amy Goodman and then basketball, as our home team, U of L, is kicking its way through the NIT, and found our beds fairly early.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

I awoke to a gray world! After I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday I descended to start the day and found, when I took the mail out and got the paper, that it was gently sleeting. The meadow was caked with ice. Happy spring indeed!

My editor at UPI had asked for an article on channeling and I took the morning to write him one. I sent it off and by the end of the day I had the pleasure of knowing he liked it, and in general liked what I wrote and how I approached my subjects. That made me feel celebratory!

After lunch I took some time to put away all the tax folders which Melissa and I had taken to Linda at the accountants’ office last week. It was good to clear those files as they were all over the guest room beds. We now have only four drawers unclaimed in the filing cabinets up here, and I have enough writing projects on which to work to use the remaining drawers. It always seems that one’s records expand to fit the filing cabinets! The tax records had been jammed in the few drawers we had so tightly I could not pull them out myself and had to ask for help in the rearranging.

Then I tackled the pelter of e-mail which had come in when I notified my personal friends of my new address. Naturally everyone had written back to thank me and share the news. By bath time I was caught up to today’s send from Gary, which I have yet to clear. However, there is no old e-mail. It was a grand effort during which I cleared 28 e-mail notes. Yay!

I believe between Joan, the transcriber, Ian, the editor of the llresearch site, and me, we have figured out a way to corral my old letter tapes so that they can go up on the site. These letter tapes were written during a period when I was very ill, too ill to sit up or type. I could only lie still. At the end of this difficult period I had an operation to remove my gall bladder and another operation to remove half my transverse colon and while the latter operation was being done I arranged to be evaluated at the local rehabilitation center, where they later took me as an inpatient for the three weeks of an in-hospital pain management program. That is how I got back to living a vertical life—sheer stubbornness!

The letter tapes were my one way to be of service to people and I cherished the opportunity to share spiritual principles. So it is wonderful that they will be available to people through Joan’s good efforts. She will take out names and remove the boring health-related bits which have nothing to do with spiritual work and then they will be placed up on site, under a heavy warning that the tapes have not been edited either by Ian or me. Fortunately Joan is extremely good at transcribing and the transcripts of the tapes which I have seen are impressively clean.

At 6 PM Sandie came over to be part of the channeling session for Planet Light Worker. The question was concerning the people from Mars who had been transferred to Earth at the beginning of this Terran third-density cycle. It was an interesting session, which they chose to tell as a story.

Then Sandie took me out for a delicious repast while Jim chose to stay at home and collect some more quotes for the database for the Hays book. When I returned home I found that Gary and Jim were conversing with Romi. They had offered the Gaia Meditation without me. I joined the conversation and we chatted and half-watched television until eleven PM, when we all said good night and settled in for a pleasant rest.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

This was Melissa’s first day as book-keeper. It went very well and at the end of the day Melissa declared herself ready to do books! We bid a fond and thankful farewell to Dottie, who spent the day going over the books with Mel. Dottie will be on call for advice tomorrow, when Melissa will return to work through the books to the end. Praise the Lord! With Gary and Melissa in the office, we are in excellent shape and good hands indeed.

I spent some time consulting with Melissa and Dottie and also with Gary. Gary and I sat down and worked out a curriculum for the summer reunion gathering we’re having next Labor Day weekend at Executive Inn West that I think is really sound and also sounds like a really good time for fun and interaction. Gary worked on creating the best publicity blurb he could and eventually sent the whole thing in to Jeremy. Once that is up on B4 I will craft a similar blurb for the llresearch site.

Gary also sat me down and showed me how to change the date of my posts to the Camelot Journal. I always write the Camelot Journal entry the day after it all happens so it has been posting one day late as far as the way the date looks on site. Gary showed me how to fix that and I shall attempt to do so from now on.

I spent the bulk of the day working on the Book of Days project and by quitting time I had reached Day 180 and come around the year to where the readings began. From now on I shall need to enter every Day separately and carefully, as I am now in the second year of doing these Days. I am eager to see if we end up with a good representation of dates across the span of the year. It would be lovely to have each date represented at least once. It seems to me the most natural way to choose the Days we will end up using is to compare the ones channeled on a certain date and pick the better of them for each date. It is wonderful to be gaining on this project and a blessing to be doing the work, as it radiates all sorts of sweet light as I go and makes my day a real joy.

After Jim got back from his cold and wet labors, clearing winter debris, raking leaves and brightening the yards of his clients prior to the onset of mowing, I told him that I had called about the kittens advertised in the paper this morning. They were about 65 miles away, in Breckenridge County, Kentucky, in a little town called Garfield. We voyaged there, played with all five bottle-raised orphans in the litter and two babies seemed to pick us out, a male tabby we named Dan D. Lion and a tiny black female we named Chloe. By the end of the evening Chloe had been given an expanded name: Chloe Saraswati the Fearless.

We established them in Jim’s bedroom and kept the door closed against the adult cats, the Wick Brothers, Picky and Sedge, who are all too curious about the little newcomers. We’ll keep them behind closed doors for at least another day before exposing them to the rest of the house and the other kitties.

U of L won its NIT game handily but Jim said he only got about a minute or two of watching the game in, as the kittens were much more fun to watch. They are both very affectionate and love to cuddle and purr as well as being grand pranksters and certified kittens, romping, cavorting and being totally silly, which is so heart-warming to behold. The cats had been given their first shots and wormed before we got them, and are very healthy and happy babies. And Jim and I are very proud parents.

We offered the Gaia Meditation in the car coming back, with the kittens resting in their carrier on my lap and nibbling my fingers which I had poked into their window.

We spent most of the remaining evening with the kittens and then came upstairs to give Pickwick and Sedgwick a good scritch and some sweet-talk time as well before saying good night around 11 PM.

Friday, March 24, 2006

It was still far too chilly to suit my bones today, starting in the 20s and climbing only towards 50, but the sun was shining off and on, though rain dogged the day. After we snuggled with the kittens and gave our Morning Offering, Jim headed out in the wet to do three clean-up jobs for clients.

Meanwhile I settled in to edit the Book of Days manuscript. I got to Day 214 out of the first batch of 365 Days. After I do this document, there are two others to edit before the manuscript’s Days are completed, comprising about 200 more entries. It is a large project but at the end of it lies a beautiful book of truly wonderful little “thoughts for the day.” Thank you, Holly! (Holly is my nickname for the Holy Spirit and she gave these thoughts to me when I was working on my tuning and challenging techniques back in the late ‘80s.)

After a late lunch Jim and I took the kittens to the vet for their first check-up under our care. The vet found that they both had upset tummies, probably from having no colostrum, the part of mothers’ milk that has all of Mom’s immunities. Their Mama was run over by a car when they were teeny-tiny newborns and they have been bottle-raised. So they are temporarily on antibiotics to remove the illness from their wee intestines while we also give them good bugs (acidophilus and lactobacillus) to replenish their intestinal flora.

Other than that, Dan D. Lion and Chloe Saraswati the Fearless are declared OK. They have already gained weight in the two days we have had them. Chloe is 1.1 pounds and Dan is 1.4 pounds. The vet asked us to sequester the kittens for ten days before introducing them to the household, as they are from an outside-cat home and therefore could and probably do have various things in their intestines which we are busily killing off, but which we do not want to give to the other cats.

We settled them down after that vet experience, during which poor Dan, the larger of the two cats, had two tests requiring poking something up his little derriere plus having some blood drawn, The vet had felt that whatever one car had, the other would since they were litter mates.

And then Jim put in some time with the quotes database and I edited the session Ray and Aric C had on March 18. They asked about unwanted visitations, how to help children and how to offer prayers for an ex. It was an interesting session.

Somewhere along the way I worked with Ian on editing a transcript and with Joan A. on doing the letter tapes and also responding to her questions about my health. She is typing out the letters I wrote during one of the most unwell portions of my life, an extended down-time of about three years during which I was in wretched shape and bedfast. I was happy to tell her I was doing far better these days.

I also wrote Bruce, who is having computer woes; Judy R, who reports settling in well in her new job and Marcia, who wishes to interview me again next summer on her radio show and also talked about creating a conference next summer to which I am invited. That does not sound as though it’s happening!

We’ll see Bruce this weekend and I am sure Roman will be able to give Bruce some good counsel regarding the trouble he’s having.

We had a bath and enjoyed supper and CSI, then the Gaia Meditation. Gary, Jim and I sat and conversed for some time before we all declared it was time to snooze and Jim and I came upstairs for a good night snuggle to close the day.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Another chilly morning dawned as I finished the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and went downstairs to join Mick for a snuggle, our breakfast and the Morning Offering and Banishing Ritual. The poor flowers outside were all curled in on themselves when I went out to get the paper.

After a good session with the kittens Jim went off to work for his clients and I settled in for today’s creative work: the Louisville Jazz Society. I write a column for their Newsletter and this last issue had taken my last story. It was time to dig for more material.

I keep a notebook with me at all times when out on my jazz nights. I do not try to engage the musicians in extended conversations between sets. I explain who I am and what I want and usually musicians are glad to give me that. I ask for their e-mail address and I explain that I will write them and ask them for a story or two about their experiences with jazz people, places, tunes and the universe in general. So I had collected 16 names and e-addresses.

I wrote a letter in which I asked for the stories as persuasively as I knew how and sent that out to each person, tailoring the letters to the people. Then I wrote up the three short stories which I had not yet harvested from the notebook. It took all day but it was great to be caught up again with that project.

Melissa and I went over some things as she finished the office financials for the week. It is good to feel that our book-keeping woes will now get straightened out. From what she says, Jim and I were correct to grasp that we needed to make a change. We are most blessed that Melissa has chosen to work with us! She combined Dottie’s care for accuracy with a clear eye for the main goal, which is to pay all our bills on time.

At the end of the afternoon I worked to clear my desk, finishing everything except some shopping I wish to do for Mick’s birthday and for the birthday project I take on each year in preparation for my own birthday—I send gifts for all my family’s birthdays on my Earth Day, which is July 16th. That way I never forget anyone. Unfortunately I tend to forget dates. But I never forget my own birthday! So I solved the problem of forgetting some of my family members while remembering others, which is very unfair, by this ploy.

Jim and I split the evening between Chloe and Dan, whom we are keeping for now in Jim’s bedroom as they are only six weeks old and deserve a bit of growing time in peace before they meet the Wick Brothers, and Pickwick and Sedgwick, who were very glad for some lap and patting time with us later in the evening. I read a bit on Papa’s letters while St. James took in some football. We finished the evening, after offering the Gaia Meditation with Gary, with a new ER episode, saying good night at 11 PM.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

There is always a special energy about Saturdays! I love that! We slept a bit later and enjoyed the kittens doing their best to be poster kitties for ultimately cute before arising to do the Morning Offering and Banishing Ritual and embrace the work of the day.

Jim and Bruce had tried to put some rock on the access road to Avalon but the crew had decided it was too wet to proceed. Bruce reported spreading what they did drop around and sent pictures. The swale as one goes into Sugar Shack’s dooryard is rocked over now and looks much better. They talked about when to plan the next attempt to finish that work. Time is drawing short for Bruce, who has planned to leave by April.

Jim cooked this morning while I came upstairs to tackle some editing. I did the opening talk from Wooded Glen, which Paul C. had gotten transcribed after Jon G. got the sound portion off the video tape. Then I got set up to edit Gary’s speech, but lunch was called before I got far on that.

After lunch Jim worked in the yard while I worked on Gary’s speech until it was done. This catches me up on “new” editing until Gary sends me the transcription from last Sunday. Hopefully I will be back on the Book of Days project soon. I would love to get as much of that done as I can before starting to write on the Hays project.

When I finished Gary’s speech I sent both speeches off to Ian with the question of which site to put them up on. Ian replied quickly, saying that he felt the speeches, except for mine on the chakras, which we have not gotten transcripts of yet, should be kept in Jeremy’s planned Wooded Glen niche on B4. This makes sense to me and, after Ian has run the speeches through his handy-dandy editing macros and sends them back, I will give them a once-over and send them off to Jeremy. When all the speeches are transcribed it will make a good niche.

I also sent the editing copies of the two transcripts to Paul C, who had done the work, so that he could see what I routinely do while editing. Since he will be sending me more of the Wooded Glen material, I thought he might like to learn my quirks.

Tobey had made a copy of our contracts with the Schiffer Publishing Company, which owns the rights to the Ra Material series, when he was here for the Midwinter Gathering. His brother is an attorney and he felt that his brother could give us a better opinion than any we had so far as to our chances for re-obtaining our rights from Schiffer. He sent his brother’s letter on to us and it was not a good prognosis. I think, all in all, unless someone wants to offer Schiffer $20,000.00 or more, the company will not let go of the rights.

I forwarded the letter to Jean-Claude and to Bill H, who had been the two people most interested previously in getting the printing rights back from Schiffer, with my suggestion that we let this matter go. When I look at the donation of that kind of money I think to myself of the wonderful difference it has made to have an admin and book-keeper. I would rather spend such a donation on freeing myself up to work creatively. This last few months has been such a joy!

The remainder of the afternoon I spent catching up personal e-mail, especially responding to the several jazz musicians who had sent in responses to my begging letter for new stories.

I discovered that my buddy, Dana R, who recently won through a bout with lung cancer, now has a diagnosis of possible cancer of the kidney. She is a woman of faith and will do fine, I know, with this new challenge, but it is difficult to hear such news. Her good spirits humble me. Bruce also wrote asking for prayers as a member of his family is ailing, so I spent a bit of time in prayer. I asked Bruce for his relative’s favorite hymns and when he lets me know that I will spend some time with her through the powerful ministry of song. I love to sing the old hymns for prayers as she who sings once prays twice. The words are strong to heal but also the song itself, the melody sung with one’s precious breath, is a prayer all on its own.

Marcia M had recommended for my use a laser gadget which is supposed to lessen or remove arthritic pain but when I looked at the product description on line it did not resonate to me at all. I thanked her for the thought anyway.

And I wrote my cousin, Carlos, who lives in California and has a 28 month old child we’ve not yet met, encouraging him to plan to be with the family next Christmas. I was to get the fix in early, before he makes alternate plans, which is what happened last Christmas. He went to Hawaii, which has to be better than going to DC! But if we planned ahead, perhaps we could all go somewhere most pleasant and still be together. We’ll see how persuasive I was!

It was a night for basketball and we watched two games of the Sweet Sixteen round of the NCAA tournament before bedtime. Gary came home from a hard day at Cracker Barrel and created the other two dishes of next week’s menu. He came in for the Gaia Meditation and we had a pleasant conversation before Jim and I went upstairs to bed and bade him good night and he went off for a late evening with his girl friend.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

The Sabbath dawned bright and chilly. Krispy Kreme donuts and the Sunday puzzles gave way to doing some editing and writing the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going off to St. Luke’s to sing the service. We were deep into Lenten topics and singing The Old Rugged Cross. I will be glad for all this repentance to end in the glory of Easter Day! But first, time for a confession. I think I have one scheduled this week.

After church I picked up some fast food for Jim and me. We stretched and then he went outside to work in our yard while I went back to editing last Sunday’s transcript. Bruce had also listened to that tape and made corrections, so we probably have a very accurate transcript this time. I got that off to Ian.

I had sent two edited speeches from Wooded Glen to Ian for a look-see. He sent them back with the suggestion that I should send them in to Jeremy so he could put them in the Wooded Glen niche on B4. I went through both speeches one more time, since Jeremy will post them without further editing, to clean them up, and sent them to him.

We had a small but very good group today for silent meditation as Bruce had come down from Avalon to town and Romi also attended today. After the meditation Romi fixed some tea and we conversed for a while before deciding to get back to various tasks. For me it was learning how to change the toner cartridge in my printer. Eccles’ gift has churned out enough copies that it’s time to change the thing, and this is my first time to try. I did all right, by golly!

Meanwhile Romi was helping Bruce, whose laptop had crashed. A new hard drive was installed and the evening was spent installing the software and then MS Service Packs.

The Cinderella story of George Mason University getting to the final four enthralled Jim and he’s rooting for their team to win the NCAA tournament now. I imagine most of America is joining him as we all love rooting for the underdog.

We spent some sweet kitten-time and replenished the flowers on our altar before saying good night.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Another cold and gray day greeted Jim and me today, hopefully the last of the truly dreadful days of winter’s last blow. I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going downstairs to greet kitties and James and we had a good snuggle, laughing to see their kittenish antics. When I walked in, Chloe was playing with Jim’s nose, standing on his cheek, while Dan was jousting with his foot. He is a saint indeed to deal with them. But the vet asked us to sequester them until net Saturday to be sure we do not introduce “outside” bugs to our delicately cosseted other two cats, who have never been outside in their lives. Jim volunteered his room, which I call The Cabin. He’s remarkably self-sufficient in there, as the room has its own bathroom.

After Morning Offering and the Banishing Ritual, Jim worked on quotes for the Choice book while I tackled the UPI article for this week. Larry had asked me to do a sequel to the channeling article I had given him last week and I spent the morning thinking about how to approach it, looking at his comments and finding the way to create a good, coherent piece. I got that done to my satisfaction before lunch.

I showed it to Bruce while taking him to do some errands before he headed back to Avalon and he made a good suggestion about transposing a couple of paragraphs for better flow. I did that and sent it off to Larry after enjoying a lunch with Mick.

After lunch I needed to tackle some desk clean-up. I ordered Jim some ear-buds for his iPod, as he will be using that a whole lot during the upcoming mowing season. I responded to Bill H’s request for an update on the book project, letting him know how much I appreciate being able to do this work. His grant has made my creative focus possible and I think I am as happy as I have ever experienced being in this life, up in my aerie, beavering away at things. I never think about being happy, so it kind of crept up on me! I am always joyful. Happy is another emotion entirely. It’s like candy. I enjoy it!

I heard back from Larry immediately. He really liked the article—what a blessing! He had lots of good ideas for the next article and chose, from the array I had suggested, an article on my Lenten confession, which occurs tomorrow afternoon. I will enjoy (w)riting about that rite. It is a powerful experience to make a complete confession.

I wrote Joan again with more direction on the letter tape editing. She is doing a wonderful job with them.

I caught up with personal e-mail from Dianne S. and Vara L., both of whom wish to get together for girlfriend time, as well as communicating with neighbor, Calvin P, about our mutually fed neighborhood cat, Talkie and with choir mistress Lisa L. about purchasing a music stand just for me. I caught up with my Spanish cousin, Carlos Rueckert, whom I am attempting to coax to come to next Christmas’s Rueckert reunion with his new baby, Naira and his wife, Flora. I talked with Morris, our L/L Research Veep, and Hana, whose last letter from me was a victim of the mysterious black hole that now has been fixed on this computer, thank heavens. And I reassured a client who wants a session that we’re aware of that and looking for his correspondence in the snail mail.

With all that done I felt peaceful and ready to move on to creative work again. I spent a good five minutes just giving thanks that I could get back to creative endeavors! I am still getting used to my freedom to work on what I like to do! It is such a huge luxury.

SO I opened up the Book of Days project and got to Day 232 before Jim called bath time. It felt wonderful! Jim had spent the afternoon alternating between getting more quotes for the Hays book database and doing outside clean-up in our yard. The place is now awash in daffodils. The forsythia hedge is also yellow now and the first hint of green is on the wild honeysuckle bushes which ring the wild areas of our property. They and the willows are always the first to green out. It has been such a cold and sunless spring that the growth of all the trees, shrubs and flowers is slow. But the earth is awakening. It’s lovely to see and such a hopeful time as all the beauty of spring and summer is ahead of us. I love this time of year for that wonderful feeling of infinite potential.

Jim did another work period getting quotes after our supper and the Gaia meditation but I was too weary to think straight so I did no more actual work.

Instead I relaxed and read in the book Kathleen gave me after she stayed here, visiting Vara last summer, one of the Earth Children series by Jean Auel. It’s a wonderful series and I have loved every one of the large books in it which I have read so far. I also read some in Papa’s letters and took in a bit more of Amit Goswami’s book, The Visionary Window. It is a wonderfully well-written book about how quantum physics has created a window of opportunity where science and religion can find common ground by positing that the ground of all being is consciousness. This is one implication of quantum studies.

We had a good Gaia Meditation with Jim offering the prayer and then Gary bade us a sweet good night and Jim and I toddled upstairs for a bit of distracting and soporific TV and bedtime.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

The day was chilly but finally a bit more clear and it was swell to see the sun. It’s a yellow and lavender world these days with the forsythia suddenly blooming everywhere, the daffodils and jonquils starting their glory and the rock iris nodding along with the crocuses. Jim has the yard looking its best and with the Lenten roses in bloom too, the yard is full of color.

After we cuddled with the kittens and had our Morning Offering, Jim worked at the desk downstairs, working on the quotes database. I came upstairs and worked on the Book of Days project with the Wick Brothers in attendance, Sedgie on my lap and Pickwick in the basket. By nightfall I had edited up to Day 270 and almost finished filling out the Chart of Days, Titles and Dates for all 365 Days in that document.

It will make my work easier tomorrow to have done all the charting ahead. That is tedious work, but I think it will pay off when we have to select the Days for the actual book, as we can see at a glance what the offerings are for each date of the year. At this point, anyway, I am thinking of these short channelings as a 366-day devotional companion, a small carry-with volume.

Jim worked on quotes until lunch time and then did work for clients in the early afternoon. Shortly after he returned from his labors, his new bed arrived. He stashed Dan D. and Chloe in the bathroom and got the old mattress out and the new one on his bed frame. Jim has had a sore back for a while now. We are hoping that the new bed will “improve his lie.” Ouch. Golfing pun!

I ducked out for a while to offer my Lenten confession to Fr. Joe at St. Luke’s. It felt wonderful to clean house, spiritually speaking, and I confessed all those secret faults that no one sees because I keep my tongue behind my teeth, all the impatience, irritation and other critical and judgmental thoughts I would far rather not have running through my wee brain. But there it is. I am a very human, flawed person and a born critic. Those thoughts are deeply entrenched in my personality shell. It is wonderful to confess them, regret them most sincerely and have the incredible chance to start over. Perhaps I shall do better! Here’s hoping.

I had a telephone chat with Bill H. He wished to know how I was doing and I caught him up to date with the project his grant has made possible. I told him how much it meant to me to be able to do this work. He promised he would continue to support it and asked me to let him know when money for the staff ran out as he would send more to keep them working. I thanked him, but you really cannot adequately thank someone whose help has made such a difference.

Jim went back to working on the quotes until bath time, getting well into the topics in the last chapter of the Hays book. We bathed and then watched Democracy Now. Amy Goodman had a particularly good night, interviewing a columnist who had broken the story of Bush’s “signing papers” in the Boston Globe and a senator who had dared to ask the Congress to censure Bush for his breaking of Constitutional law in the wiretapping scandal. These are stories we probably heard more clearly on Link TV than on the big network newscasts, We came here to love this planet. It is good to know exactly what we are loving.

After that rest and relaxation time Jim and I joined Romi, who had come over to help us do a session for Terry H, who lives on Taiwan and has distinguished himself by translating the first three volumes of TLOO into Chinese. (He’s working on Book IV.) He wanted to ask the Q’uo group a question about on-line gaming. I did not think that there would be much for them to say about that, but as usual the Q’uo group surprised me and it was a full session.

Gary had spent the entire day on L/L Research admin duties. He reported that he’d had a good day at the computer and was relatively caught up with e-mail and projects. We had a brief planning session late in the day, just checking in with each other.

After the channeling session was finished we enjoyed the Gaia Meditation together, with Roman offering the prayer and then we watched a CSI together before saying good night to Romi and Gary and coming upstairs for a snuggle before we bade each other “sweet dreams” around 11 PM.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

L/L Research is pleased to announce the final details for this year’s Homecoming Gathering. It will take place over the 2006 Labor Day weekend of September 1 - 3 in Louisville, KY. Please visit the gathering’s home page for further information.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

It was good to wake up to a sunny day and the warmth of the afternoon felt great! Melissa spent the day working on the books downstairs and continued finding snags in the road left by others who had not followed through on reconciling charge card accounts. Some have been left as long as November of last year without being reconciled. She is making good progress and promised to return tomorrow to finish up the current week’s work. I sent an e-note off to Linda D., asking her to fax us a copy of the L/L Research 2004 tax return. We had apparently given her our original copy. We need that for some paperwork with amazon.com/advantage, which sells our books on-line.

Jim was busy all day with customers’ storm debris clean-up, having four different customers to help. I worked on an article on Confession for the UPI Religion and Spirituality Forum off and on all day. I got it just about where I want it but will read it over before sending it in tomorrow.

Steve Tyman called with the welcome news that he is happy to join us as part of the staff for next summer’s Homecoming over Labor Day weekend at Executive Inn West. I explained to him that he’s batting clean up after we talk through the first three chakras on Saturday and the second set of three chakras on Sunday. He’s the speaker just before supper both nights.

I am so tickled to have him commit to sharing the speaking honors with Jim and me. Jim and I will be anchoring the chakra talks, before we break into groups to work with the concepts presented about each chakra as a whole group interactively. I think it should be a good workshop, meaty and fun as well, building on last year’s Wooded Glen materials and thoughts but also quite accessible to new people, and with built-in family time, this year rather than the saturation scheduling of speakers we did last summer at Wooded Glen.

I got Gary organized to send out the latest issue of Light/Lines to those who have requested hard copies. They are mostly prisoners, with a sprinkling added in of older people who do not use computers. He also was dealing with equipment woes. When he came into the office, neither printer was working. We got Brother Sam going. Jessica, the big color printer, is remaining balky.

I believe the correspondence between Bruce at lawof1 and Jeremy at bring4th has now been successful. Bruce is winding up the lawof1 site and retiring that site by the end of this month, so it was important to me to retrieve the goodies Bruce had stashed on that site for us. When the old B4 died he had retrieved the forums and my journal from that site. He had created a photo tour of Avalon and the Avalon Journal. He and I had worked together to create a site about Don Elkins. And he had given Tobey Wheelock a place to put his Wiki database of the results of his re-listening to the original Ra session tapes. Now I believe the new B4 shall be able to put this material back up. For this I am most thankful.

Eccles let me know his quotes database for the CHOICE book is in the mail. Paul C. wrote about the transcription work he is doing on the Wooded Glen speeches—it sounds as though I shall have a lot of editing on those to do shortly. I caught up with Tim, recommending to him that he read the channelings on site from the Holy Spirit (the Book of Days) since he was at the moment quite interested in the Holy Spirit’s place in the ascension process.

Steve Moffitt had written concerning backward tape listening. He believes there is sub-conscious material relevant to spiritual study present when you play a tape backwards. He wants to do that with our session tapes.

I cleaned up the editing copy of Ray and Aric C’s session and sent that on to them. Dana R had written with good news—she is again dealing with a diagnosis of cancer—and I wrote her to cheer her on. And Ian had sent the glad tidings that the first letter tape was up in its own niche in our Library on www.llresearch.org and invited me to check it out. I think it looks great and just hope it will constitute another good resource for surfers to our site.

Jim called bath time all too soon and we enjoyed the relaxation of hot water and cleanliness, then a snuggle with Dan D. and Chloe, our fast-growing kittens, before I set out for choir practice. We’re practicing for Holy Week and Easter now, as well as for the trip to Washington, D.C. to sing at the National Cathedral in May. We did get accepted there.

After the rehearsal, Jim and I took in a late supper and some jazz at Clifton’s Pizza. Jeanette K. and Greg W were holding forth in their usual inimitable style and we thoroughly enjoyed the time. We came home weary and happy and fell into bed.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

I slept late, waking after 6 AM and finishing the Camelot Journal entry before coming downstairs to greet Mick and the kittens for a morning snuggle. Jim and I arose to make our Morning Offering and then Jim went off for another full day of work for his customers. I greeted Melissa, who came to finish the bookkeeping for this week, and then went up to finalize the article for UPI on Confession. This is ahead of time, but Larry the editor will be away next week and asked me to get my column for next Wednesday’s deadline in this week. Late in the afternoon I received his note saying it was fine and would be run as planned.

I also sent the rough edit of the column to Jean-Claude and Wendy Jane, his admin, both of whom had requested a copy of my columns. Jean-Claude had also asked a specific, quantitative question about a certain health practitioner, wanting to ask the Q’uo. I knew it was not a question the Q’uo group would be able to answer and I referred him to Barbara Brodsky, a wonderful person and excellent channel whose source, Aaron, is an inner-planes guide and can handle specific information without losing polarity, which my source cannot.

Melissa had created a couple of new forms to keep track of the books better, and I wrote her to congratulate her on doing that. The forms will help me out a lot as I will not have to ask about the accounts. I will get a weekly report. It’s a great idea.

Jon G. had written to ask if we had received his paperwork yet. He will have a channeling session soon. I promised him that as soon as we got the letter we would be in contact with him to arrange a day for doing that session.

Paul C wrote to sign up for the Homecoming over Labor Day weekend and to say that he would like to work in the archives of our Library here at Camelot the week preceding the conference. This is welcome news as he and Jon G. are working on a couple of very large projects together, the media transfer project—moving all the recordings in our archive from tape to CD—and creating a DVD about L/L Research.

I spent the remainder of the morning writing to Jane W., a very old friend of mine who now lives near the Washington Cathedral in DC. Our little choir has been officially invited to represent Kentucky for “Kentucky Day” at that august institution. So I will be there on May 21 to sing. I thought it would be terrific to be able to visit with Jane while in DC and wrote to ask her how she would feel about having an overnight guest.

After lunch I went back to the Book of Days project, filling out the chart of titles and days for all the remaining 365 Days and then tackling the editing of the text again. I worked through the afternoon and by bath time I had gotten to Day 310. I am in hopes that by the time Eccles’ database arrives and Jim finishes his database, I shall have this document completely edited and ready to send off to Ian. I still have about 200 more Days to edit in two other documents but the larger part of the work will be done when I finish editing this first 365 Days.

I kept a weather eye out all day for the transcript of the Planet Light Worker channeling, which we had done over a week ago, to come in to my Inbox. It never did show up. Finally Vara called—she does a lot of PLW’s editing—and asked why we had not sent the transcript back with our editing yet. When she heard that we’d never gotten it she went looking and by golly, it had ended up in her spam filter—who knows how! She sent it on. Before bedtime I worked on it a bit. I will target early time tomorrow morning, should I indeed awaken early, for finishing the editing and turning it around so Vara can get it ready to go on-line. They launch their editions on the first of each month so this is cutting it closer than I would like.

I was more than ready, by now, to relax again with the kittens, who are getting more and more individualized in their expression as they get to know us, before bedtime. Jim and I enjoyed Amy Goodman’s Democracy Now newscast and a Stargate before dinner and a CSI after we ate. Gary, on his day off, joined us for the Gaia Meditation and we said good-night around 11 PM.

Friday, March 31, 2006

The last day of March came in with mist, rain and wind to greet the nodding washes of daffodils in the yard. They are all up at once now and our work over the last twenty-plus years shows up in the wonderfully naturalized swathes of yellow all over. I was glad to awaken early, as the Planet Light Worker channeling transcript had just come in. It was very late getting to me. I turned it around back to Vara before I went downstairs to greet Jim and the kittens, as well as writing the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday.

Chloe and Dan were in fine form, gamboling and purring with huge contentment to see me. Chloe has developed an unfortunate tic of trying to pee right next to Jim’s head. Only when he is there; only in the one place where Jim lies habitually. It is a sign of affection, I think, but it won’t do. So we are training Chloe now with “No” and a water gun. She is completely unperturbed by the discipline. However she will prefer not to get wet and we shall alter her habit! Oh yeah!

After Morning Offering Jim settled in downstairs for a full day of getting quotes for me. He is on the last chapter now, and coming along famously. I went upstairs and took Gary’s information, which he sent to Jeremy on B4, about the upcoming Homecoming 2006 over Labor Day weekend, and created a blurb for the archive site. I sent it to Ian and got his OK on it. Ian also reported that, since I loved the format for the tape letters, he went ahead with the project and now has no less than 15 of these transcripts up on site yesterday. And more to come as Joan produces the transcripts.

When I was a child, for two years or so I lived on a farm we rented from the farmer who had been drafted into the Korean War. He boarded horses, a cow and calf and a goat, so we had animals, but did not work the farm. There was a stable, a barn, a chicken house and a small shed whose purpose I never knew. It may well have been for working bees. It had a fairly low shelf going across both sides of it and one window in the rear which had no pane. I used to take all the clumsy pottery I had made at camp through the years, about whose lack of beauty both my perfectionistic parents were brutally honest, and spread it around on those side shelves. I would pretend that this was my store and I was selling my wares to people who really liked my pottery! For some reason this made me happy.

Putting things up on site gives me the same feeling. Maybe our efforts are clumsy, but they are on the shelf and if people can use them, there they are. I feel enormous joy knowing that we have our “wares” up on site.

Vara received the PLW channeling edit and wrote to thank me, as it was her job to turn it around and get it published by end of day. I would prefer never to cut things that close again! So would she!

Before getting back to the Book of Days project I caught up my e-mail, writing Jon G. to let him know his letter had arrived and working with his questions for his upcoming session. I cheered Dana on as she deals with another diagnosis of cancer—in the midst of the body drama she has good news: her book, Ezekiel’s Chariot, has been optioned for a movie—and I worked with Wynn on his Everyman and Q’uo book idea. I sent Fr. Joe a copy of my article for UPI on confession, since he was mentioned, sent Connie the last channeling we did and sent Ray C his personal session transcript in rough-edit form, as I thought he would like to see the corrected copy.

And then I got back to the Book of Days. By bath time I had finished the whole document! With much thanksgiving and whoop-tee-doo I sent that off to Ian. I still have about 200 more Days to edit, but that large document held 365 Days and was the Big Kahuna of the project to get through. It is wonderful how this hiatus in the Hays book project has resulted in this big BOD project getting such a good boost. I shall try to work with it a bit each day and persevere until it is complete. The short channelings are such a blessing to read, even if I have to be editing. There is a tremendous energy there. As there should be! It’s channeling from the Holy Spirit, after all. One would hope for a certain goodness there.

Jim and I had a lovely evening, quiet and contented, bathing, eating our modest supper and offering the Gaia Meditation together with Gary. We slipped upstairs after watching some TV with Gary and I said good night to Jim around 11 PM.

March, 2006

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