camelot_2006

April Fool’s Day dawned sunny and fair. I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and went downstairs to greet Chloe, Dan D. Lion and St. James. We had our Morning Offering and the Banishing Ritual and Mick went to the kitchen to prepare food for next week while I went upstairs to tackle the days work.

I thought I was finished for a while with the Book of Days’ first 365 Days, which I had just sent to Ian, but I discovered an amazing thing when I read Ian’s e-mail about that. Now you have to feature the fact that for a decade at least I have used “track changes” when I edit. I thought that Ian needed that in order to do his editing.

It turns out that he accepts all my changes and goes from there. So I do not have to do the track changes thing! Yes! This is wonderful news.

So he sent me back the BOD file, cleaned and having been run through all his macros which take out extra spaces and other common editing errors. I am to read it through again until I pronounce myself done with it. So I began again and read through 130 Days before I had to quit for the day. I hope to get more done tomorrow. I truly would like to see this document finished before I begin writing on the Hays book.

That is entirely possible as Jim is still working on the last chapter in his database and Eccles’ database, on CD, has not yet arrived. I had found the two documents Gary had prepared for me to work on which comprised the rest of the Days, and sent them to myself upstairs, but instead of starting on them I went back to Ian’s cleaned BOD document and worked on it.

I caught up e-mail before lunch, writing Terry about editing questions in session 77 (he’s translating the Law of One into Chinese) and Jon about working on the questions for his session which is upcoming.

After a fine lunch together with Jim I went back to the Book of Days and soldiered on until 4 PM, when it was time to join the circle of seeking for the Ranger’s gathering on the internet. Bruce had imagineered a 9-person on-line session, with Vuyiswa from London, Parnell from Colorado and Bob from somewhere out west, Carmen from Texas, Eccles from Vermont and a fellow new to me from New York. It was a splendid gathering and I greatly enjoyed experiencing the good energy from this unusual circle of seeking.

The session was live to all of them, regardless of their time zones. What a great idea! The only problem with it was the same problem any technical feat has—lots of wires and chances for things to break down. I had already tuned and come back downstairs to have the meeting when the feed was lost and while Bruce and Romi got things organized again I sang hymns to keep my tuning!

In the end all was repaired. We had a good session, I think. The questions were several. I remember one about the Guardians, one about spirit guides and ascension and one about abortion. But there was more. It was a far-ranging and very interesting session.

The session was rather long and we ended just in time for the NCAA final four games. Melissa came over to join the happy watchers. Popcorn was produced and we got down to the serious business of watching George Mason University come to a full stop. Doggone it, their pumpkin showed up. Oh well—it was a great run for them and at the end of the game you could see George Mason’s coach putting every single player he had into the game so they could say they’d played in the Final Four.

Dinner came, with some opting for our normal food and some ordering pizza. Romi stayed to help Bruce work on his computer, which he is rebuilding from scratch, and so we had a large group for the Gaia Meditation. Jim offered the prayer.

We stayed with the conversation until after 10 PM, when the whole group declared itself ready for bed. Jim and I came upstairs after saying good night to all, including the kittens. Dan and Chloe had distinguished themselves in their first day out of Jim’s room, cavorting about with fearless abandon all over the downstairs. They have not yet made it upstairs but that day is coming! Sedgwick is actually afraid of the little kittens. Pickwick so far has ignored them. Jim and I expect this situation to change! Hopefully Sedgwick and Pickwick will become doting older brothers to these little ones.

Sunday, April 2, 2006

Although this is the entry for Sunday, April 2, I am writing this on April 5. The power was out until late last evening (the 4th), beginning Sunday night. It has been an interesting, even a fascinating time, for me. The lack of power forces one into a different mode of doing which impacts the beingness aspect of the life in ways unexpected until it occurs. I have found it a salutary experience.

Sunday was a great day, although I have had a bad stomach all this week and was dealing with that. The puzzles were done quickly and I went off to sing the service with a happy heart. Lisa, the choirmistress, was back from her vigil over her daughter’s bed—her daughter had been in intensive care with double pneumonia and other woes—and it was good to see that crisis closed well.

I came home to enjoy lunch with Mick and soon Bruce and Romi showed up to get ready for the open session. We had enjoyed the open session yesterday so much that Romi and Bruce decided to open up the regular public Sunday session today. We had three microphones going, two computers busily whirring away doing the communication and setting the “chat room” up. In the end I think it was a good experience for all concerned and over 20 people came in on line to hear the channeling.

The connection was lost twice, which tells us that if we wish to do this in the future we cannot accept this freeware we are using. It is not consistent or stable. Also we were spammed a good bit, so I am told, since it is an open room. However the session itself was good and it was great energy around the extended circle.

After the session was over and Romi had created his “love tea” ceremony he and I sat and talked at length about the possibilities of keeping the open sessions going after Bruce leaves. That will occur soon, as Bruce is preparing to move to the Ozarks to be of service to a group out that way which includes one of our Rangers, Deb. Romi suggested that we spend some money and procure our own private chat room so that people will have to have a user name and password to enter. That should remove the spammers.

At first I was dead set against Ro’s doing this. He loves the meditations; indeed, he moved to Louisville specifically to attend them. I did not want his meditation time destroyed by having to man the technology. However as we talked I came to believe that Romi is truly inspired to do this.

And I see it as a powerful ministry. To have this larger circle is a service to each who partakes, as an individual, but it is also a service to the planet if we are able, as a larger group, to tune our circle of seeking into a love-and-light source, as I know we can and do.

Further, I feel that as he works with this, he will find ways to re-create our normal circle experience. That had been disrupted somewhat by technical glitches and poorly functioning equipment in some cases, on the other end of the lines.

We found, when we turned on the television after the session, that a storm was coming from the west with 80 to 90 mile-per-hour winds, hail and some tornadic activity. We got together our flashlights, kerosene lanterns and other power-out equipment and sure enough, about an hour after the big blow came through; a transformer blew, probably due to a large pine tree falling out of the ground, uprooted by the wind and soakings of rain of the previous few days. We were dark and quiet. Jim’s comment was apt: “Well, I guess this is good night!” Romi and Melissa went home and the rest of us found our beds!

Monday, April 3, 2006

The power was still out when I awoke. It was really cold! I went downstairs after cleaning up my room and going around straightening things. When the power had gone out, whatever was around from the public meeting was left until morning, so I cleaned up a bit. Then I went in to snuggle with Jim and get warm!

After he, the kittens and I had hugged and I was all toasty once again, Jim got up and got a fire started. It was wonderful to be able to get my clothes and dress in front of the crackling fire. Warmth is the first true luxury, I think, as opposed to necessity.

Jim was totally swamped with work! Our one remaining telephone, an old-fashioned set with cords from wall-plug-in to phone and phone to ear, rang off the hook and Jim had all the storm debris clean-up he could handle. He was gone all day and working hard.

Meanwhile I sat down with my box of accumulated snail mail and got that caught up. No power required there except handwriting! Then I went to the basement, with my waders on, and wrapped all the gifts I have purchased so far for my birthday “send.” I am notoriously bad at remembering birthdays, so for my birth family of two brothers, their wives and assorted children, I send them a birthday box on my birthday, which my ego always remembers. It’s eccentric but it does serve to insure that my dear kinfolk all receive a birthday present from me each year. I was pleasantly surprised to find that except for two family members I am all set! And I have until July to repair those holes in my planning. Good news.

Jim stopped by with some fast food since we had no power yet, and therefore no food. We enjoyed that together and then he was off again. Meanwhile, Vara called wondering where I was—unbeknownst to me we had plans to meet for lunch today. We had a good laugh over my being unable to access my calendar and I set off to join her for a good girlfriend lunch—I was not eating but I drank along with her meal and eventually finished off most of the spinach-artichoke dip she’d ordered. We had a wonderful time and got all caught up on her situation. Her house, on Steve F’s farm, is coming along slowly and one day will actually have plumbing and everything! Meanwhile she likes living primitively and is having a good time with her own four walls and much contemplation time.

I got home about 4 PM, disappointed that there was still no power, and decided to tackle Papa’s letters. I got quite a bit read, about 60 pages, before Jim called bath time. We gambled on there still being hot water enough for a quick joint shower and we were right! We got all cleaned up and were most thankful for our well-insulated water heater! To be clean is a wonderful thing!

I had intended to go out tonight, following a story. The “big band” nights at the local “Comedy Caravan” are the first Monday of each month. They play some great charts on those nights and I’ve enjoyed them before, but jazz buff Max told me there’s a couple in their 80s who never misses that big band night. He thinks there must be a good story behind that and promised to introduce us.

However Jim was exhausted and a bit down-pin since he could not see the Superbowl Championship game. Melissa came over and we encouraged him to go out with us to a sports bar and catch it there while we ate a burger. But Jim really wanted to stay home and cope with things, stoke the fire, pat the cats and rest from his labors. Sensing that he was especially vulnerable with all this unusual stuff occurring I decided to stay home too and catch that story next month.

Gary called from Cracker Barrel and offered to bring us home some dinner, so we gave him our order. We ended up picking the food up ourselves, as Gary got nabbed for extra hours serving and was not home until almost 11 PM.

Jim and I had old-fashioned “baths” by heating big kettles of water and using the warmed water to wash the important bits. We rested back after that and had a most pleasant and extended conversation while playing with the kittens and enjoying the ambiance of the kerosene light, which is golden and sweet compared to the white, dry light emanating from electric bulbs, especially the fluorescent power-saver bulbs we use. After the Gaia Meditation we drifted upstairs and eventually said good night around 11 PM.

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Tuesday started with another cold morning and my descending upon St. James and the kitties in my night clothes and waiting for him to build up the fire before I dressed for the day. We had a quick morning offering and then Jim was splitting the wind to get to his work day, which was huge. All of his customers wanted their yards cleared of the storm debris and he was determined to take care of as many of them as he could.

I went around cleaning up again this morning. It is amazing how differently people act when the power is off. It is much harder to keep things tidy and clean. If one needs hot water, it must be heated. If one does not think ahead and tidy up while the sun is still in the sky, darkness falls and things are impossible to see. Somehow the motivation for keeping the nest looking its best goes away. So I wiped down the kitchen, washed and put away the dirty dishes and made my living space feel loved, shining and “right” again. I am most sensitive to clutter and tend not to be able to work well until everything is tidy.

I went upstairs then and did some thinking about Gary’s work day, as he normally gives all day Tuesday to admin work for L/L Research. However with us being out of power still, there was nothing for him to do. He and I had a planning meeting after he arose and decided to make the day a volunteer day—Gary still volunteers a certain umber of hours a month to L/L Research out of the generosity of his heart.

First on his list was getting a pump started and pumping our basement out. We had hoped it would drain by itself, but instead the water just kept getting higher. Gary succeeded brilliantly and by lunch time we were drained of basement seepage, although the pump had to be run intermittently all day to finish the job.

Then Gary cleaned out the refrigerators and placed the spoiled food in the compost pile. By afternoon he had begun to put together the shelving unit we had gotten to replace the ones we emptied and gave back to Vara when she moved out. By the end of the day the shelving unit was complete. Our next step will be to use the new shelving to re-organize the library collections so that they all have expansion room. We have run completely out of room in several collections, notably the Channeling and Harvest sections.

I got the house insurance people started on our claim, always a fun chore, with many numbers and details being needed, and then went back to reading Papa’s letters. And what a pleasure that is! Papa has a deceptive style to his “Dear Diary” letters. He will be talking about the weather patterns or sports and suddenly you are into the sweep of history, myth or economics and every word is brilliant. In order not to miss the good parts, one cannot scan Papa’s work! Every word needs to be read, slowly and carefully. I gave myself to that good task, since we did not have power and I could not do other chores, and enjoyed it most thoroughly. I often paused and just thought for a while as I came across a particularly helpful thought. By 5 PM I had finished all 203 pages. Papa has a gargantuan appetite for work and that amount of writing only covers December 14 to February 14! He is most generous with his student! And I am most thankful.

And the power came back on, just as I finished the last page!

In a way I was disappointed to have my alternative-lifestyle, power-out experience end. I had thought of many more tasks I could do without needing power and was looking forward to doing them! Gary commented that he thought that even I would have been forced into a few moments of idleness by this outage! But no! Life in my world is just too full of good work to do.

Jim came home absolutely exhausted, having picked up more sticks than any soul should ever see, cut a ton or two of branches into the right length for pickup and bundled them and in general tidied acre after acre for his customers.

He was very happy to see the power on. We enjoyed a luxurious whirlpool bath and turned on the TV for the first time in days, to enjoy Amy Goodman’s “Democracy Now” show and the CSI offerings for the night. Jim decided after bath and some rest time that he would go to the grocery store and replenish our staples, plus bringing something to eat home from their deli, so we enjoyed a dinner prepared by “Chez Kroger,” as I call our local chain store. It is upscale and somewhat pricey, but somehow it has driven all the other grocery chains out of the area.

Romi had come over, ready to enjoy the kerosene lighting and conversation and share the Gaia Meditation with us but he, too, was glad to see the power on. Romi and I talked quite a bit more about the concept of open sessions. We agreed that we would open the sessions through the end of this season—those dates are April 16, May 1 and May 15—and run them as an experiment, gathering data. Then over June, July and August, which is our public-meeting off-season, Romi will ponder that data and create the best way to hold such sessions next September and from then on. I am excited about that.

After the Meditation ended, with Gary offering the prayer, Romi, Gary, Jim and I enjoyed a most pleasant conversation until about 10:30, when we decided to disband. Jim and I hung out together upstairs until saying good night around 11 PM.

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

What a pleasure to awaken to warmth and hot water! I am still getting used to urban conveniences. I overslept and raced to make it downstairs in time to snuggle with Mick and the kittens before heading into the day.

After the puzzle and Morning Offering, Jim headed out into the sunny, pretty morning, not to be seen again until about 7:30, ten hours later. He was determined to clean up all his customer’s yards before his mowing season begins tomorrow.

I opened my e-mail for the first time since Sunday and found that Ian had run into a problem with user IDs and passwords that was keeping him from working on parts of the llresearch site. I wrote the Network Solutions people and Ian. Here’s hoping I am effective in solving this.

I tackled the mail which Gary brought up and found the other database, mailed in by a hard-working volunteer. Now I am set to print out the databases, add my own few candidates for quotes and little factoids for information to Jim’s database and I am ready to write!

However I first wanted to stop and write to Papa, whose letters I had just perused. I took the rest of the day to do just that. Not that my humble pages are anything like as brilliant and sweeping in their scope as his many pages, but that he appreciates hearing from me once in a while. I have not written since his birthday in January. Gary made a CD of my Camelot Journal entries and the channeling sessions that we had done since the last time I wrote so Papa will have a good supply of my news, writing and channeling.

Melissa spent the day working with the various books for L/L Research, Jim’s Lawn Service and the household account. She reports that she is still solving the depths of the mix-up in the L/L Research books. All is well in terms of knowing how much money we have in the account but the paper records are upscrod. She is gaining on the problem and, I suspect, solving some long-standing woes. We are lucky to have her love and skill on this job. It is also wonderful to reflect that except for receiving the tax forms, signing them and sending them in, we are through with taxes for this year. Whew! Melissa will return tomorrow to finish the books for the week.

Jim eventually made it home by the time I finished choir practice and he swept me up into a lovely, late evening. We had a bath and whirlpool together, a good dinner, the Gaia Meditation with Jim offering the ending prayer and then relaxation, conversation and eventually, good night!

Thursday, April 6, 2006

Melissa arrived just as Jim and I were finishing the Morning Offering. She started on finishing the books for the week. I bade good-bye to Jim, who was off on storm-debris jobs, and tried to open the database a worthy volunteer had made for the quotes I would consider for the Hay book. It did not open. I wrote Romi to let him know I would ask him to fiddle with it over the weekend.

With Melissa on the computer on which Jim’s database was, I could not tackle the last quotes which I wished to enter there, so I spent the day clearing up old mail. The most pressing matter was the business with Network Solutions. We are switching our server for the llresearch.org account and for reasons which seem good to them, Network Solutions has refrained from acknowledging that I am who I say I am.

In the end I suppose this is good for the security of our site. However I had to photocopy a bunch of documents and fax them in, which took some of my precious morning! We can hope that this will satisfy them. It is a peculiar feeling to be told by someone with whom you have done business that they do not believe you are who you say you are!

Bruce sent the audio version of last Sunday’s channeling. He must have worked a long time to achieve the results he got, for we had technical woes last Sunday and both tapes we recorded were scrambled in places because of the powerful storms moving through during the session. I had thought we would have large gaps in the transcript but Bruce says that by comparing the two tapes and doing some technical stuff, he has been able to capture about 95% of the session. It is on line on Bruce’s Antiquatis site at http://audio.antiquatis.org/Quo_20060402.mp3.

I answered a question for Terry Hsu on Ra Session 77, which he is presently translating into Chinese.

Jean-Claude had written to urge me to develop a “send” list for my UPI articles. He feels they will get out there more if I give them a nudge. It is good advice and he followed it up later with a telephone call urging the same thing. He cares deeply for the Law of One material and I appreciate his advice.

I worked through questions for personal channeling sessions which Jon G. and Judge have requested. Jon’s session comes up next week. Judge, however, may take a while to schedule as he is on Taiwan and will not be joining us by telephone. This means I need to find two people to sit with me to do his session instead of just one. Gary said he’s working on it!

I set up an alternate telephone talk time for Barbara B, with whom I have co-channeled many times and who is a personal friend of long standing. Barbara is deaf, so when I speak with her I need to set up what they call a relay call, where an operator types what I say to Barbara and she can read it on her computer. Then she can answer me verbally, since I can hear. Barbara had to cancel our phone date for tomorrow. She is a very busy woman, having become one of the top Buddhist teachers in the world according to international consensus.

I finished my afternoon with personal correspondence, congratulating my friend Rick on planting early peas and talking about Handbook for the New Paradigm with a fellow fan of that work.

Melissa and I had a planning meeting before she left, talking about how to set the books up better and more efficiently, once she combs through the current confusion in the ledger for L/L Research. Gary came to admin work late in the afternoon and also had some questions for me as I headed towards bath time. It is wonderful to see the office in shape under Gary’s and Melissa’s loving care.

After our whirlpool and relaxing with Amy Goodman’s news show—although the current news is not terribly relaxing!—Jim and I headed out for our jazz night. We got an offering other than we had expected at the Jazz Factory, which was having an Improv night. However Todd H. accompanied the madness with some fine riffs on his organ. We offered the Gaia Meditation in the car coming home, with me praying the prayer tonight.

Gary was just going downstairs as we pulled in so we bade him goodnight and spent the remainder of our evening patting the kittens, then coming upstairs to pat the big kitties, who have taken over the upstairs and left the first floor to Dan and Chloe. Occasionally Dan comes upstairs and investigates things. Then we hear much growling. It usually takes about two to three weeks for new cats and old cats to merge into one family. Things are going well with this foursome and I have high hopes that they will amalgamate sooner than that.

Friday, April 7, 2006

After writing the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday I went downstairs to greet Mick and have our Morning Offering. Jim had a bear of a day ahead and started by spackling and repainting the chimney wall over the fireplace. When Vara left, she had taken all the decorations there, which were hers, and we were left with a collection of holes, nails and picture hardware on that broad chimney wall. Jim got that all cleaned up in preparation for hanging a mirror, for feng shui and reflected light to the desks and the three drawings of my childhood Rueckert cat, Ego, which were a gift to my mother from our very creative next-door neighbor back in the 1950s.

I am thrilled! It is good to have the nest coming back to a settled configuration.

Jim worked throughout our yard for the rest of the morning, clearing storm debris while I went upstairs and edited Terry H’s session, which Gary had transcribed. Gary put in a good bit of admin time downstairs while I moved on to editing Jim McCarty’s speech from Wooded Glen. That was a long speech! I did not get far before it was time for me to go get a haircut, which I love to do. It’s such a treat to be all tidy again. I am not naturally neat. Don Elkins’ nickname for me was Kemo Sloppy. Well, I try!

Back after the hair appointment I had some lunch. By this time, Jim was busily painting one of his customers’ garage and fence line. I kept at the editing and finished in time to get Gary started on new accessions to the L/L Research Metaphysical Library. The donated books have piled up! David W. gave us quite a few books when he was moving to California and Sandie S. donated several dozen volumes which had been sent to her e-zine for review. Gary got a good start on that project before Jeremy called to have a powwow with Gary about the B4 site.

Jim was quite late arriving back home as he wished to finish the job completely. It was good, as I used that time with Gary and got caught up on his admin questions. Jim and I dove into a whirlpool bath most thankfully about 7:30, both of us somewhat wearied from the day and the week’s accumulation as well.

Ah, Friday night! You know you can sleep late the next morning! It casts a glow over the relaxation of the evening. Jim and I joined Gary in having supper and offering the Gaia Meditation, with Gary offering the prayer.

Gary took some time to go over a few things he had on his mind and we enjoyed a loving and happy conversation before heading to bed around 10 PM. Jim and I found an episode of House, a favorite series of ours, and we said good night at 11 PM.

Saturday, April 8, 2006

What a glorious day! We have had a tough few weeks of stormy weather and the tornadic activity around here is still in the news, so it is a good respite. The washes of daffodil yellow in the yard are beginning to be joined by the first of the tulips! The Bradford pears and other fruit trees in the neighborhood are beginning to light up the day with their sweet pastels and the honeysuckle bushes which grow wild here are leafing out. It’s a wonderful time of year in Kentucky.

Jim and I had a leisurely, late morning offering and then he got to the cooking while I got to working on quotes, finishing out Jim’s good work on the quotes database for the Hay book. I spent the morning selecting the exact quotes I wanted to capture and the afternoon typing them in to the database. I did not finish, still needing to get quotes from four more books before I declare it all done.

Jim went on some errands and came back with fast food for lunch and spent the afternoon thereafter in our lucky yard, weeding for the first time this year and finishing the debris-clearing activities that restored our little Garden of Eden to its best. After doing this all week for his customers I salute St. James for spending such loving effort on his off-time, getting Camelot back in shape.

Gary had asked me to prepare a protocol sheet for doing Library Accessions and I put that together for him before quitting for the night. Jim came in from yard work late, for which I was grateful as it gave me more time to get this quote typing done. I would love to get the rest of the quotes tomorrow and start Monday but I do not know if I can type that fast! We’ll see. I may need to content myself with starting the actual work on Tuesday or Wednesday. It depends on my speed, getting through this typing, and then on Romi’s help in getting the databases printed out.

Gary came back from a full day of working at Cracker Barrel and did his part of the cooking while Jim and I enjoyed our bath and then we all relaxed for the evening. After the Gaia Meditation, Jim and I went upstairs and found some old Star Trek episodes to watch while we relaxed and sank down into sleep.

Sunday, April 9, 2006

The Sabbath was gemlike in its colors, with the first tulips blazing against a cloudless, blue sky. It was quite chilly as I left the snug nest after puzzles and Krispy Kremes to attend Palm Sunday service. The blessing of the palms was outside and I was glad for the warm choir robes, although enchanted by the sunny bank outside the church walls, with its profusion of violets and dandelions. I just love dandelions, quite counter to most people’s view. But then I am a meadow person, not a lawn person. I ask Jim not to cut our lawn until the lovely wildflowers have completely seeded. Mick cooperates most kindly, weed-eating around the edges of plantings and walks until May so that we can continue to cultivate these delightful companions of color and scent. By then, the meadow is its absolute best and looks quite magical, fluffy with clover and full of color.

People do not for the most part know how good dandelions are for the soil. Their roots go quite deep and as they die out early in the year, the little paths the roots have made become roads for the leavening worms which then find it much easier to aerate the soil. The dandelion has other uses too, in wine and salad fixings, which I have, I confess, never explored. One day! In that mythical future where I retire from writing and channeling and cultivate my garden and catalogue the L/L Research Library. It pleases me to think there will come that day!

I collected quotes for the Hay book until Romi came over. We had agreed to discuss the project of open sessions and we made a good beginning before 4 PM came and it was time to have the public meeting. Tom F. came. We generally have smaller groups for the silent meditation Sundays and this was no exception but I confess to being fonder of these meetings than the channeling Sundays. They are special, I think, because those who come are very focused on seeking and the truth and not at all on the phenomena of channeling and outer details.

After a very good, resonant meditation in the muscular silence, Romi fixed his “love tea” for us all and we enjoyed conversation for a while. Then Gary came home from a long but lucrative day at Cracker Barrel and with Gary’s help, Romi got me to check all our microphones. Bruce had discovered that not all of our mikes were working well so we checked all five of them. Sure enough, there was a clear best—the one Jim Kent donated all the way from Britain—and a clear second best, one of the three identical mikes Nilvio A. donated years ago. The other two expensive Nilvio-donated mikes were no longer equal, though they look the same. Batteries were changed, equipment was labeled, the mike boom Romi bought was tested and all is now in hopeful readiness for the first of three live tests.

Romi’s address for this project is sundaylive@llresearch.org. Write Romi there to get signed up and also to get the protocol and work on questions to ask at the open meetings. We’ll have the first test next Sunday and then two more on the first and third Sundays in May. Romi explained we will be using PalTalk, which you can download at www.paltalk.com. You click Action/Join chat room and look for llresearch. Click Go to join the room. It opens at 4 PM EDT. The channeling itself begins at 5 PM or so, whenever we get through our round-robin discussion and I get tuned for the session and rejoin the group. The mike will be locked during the channeling.

We enjoyed supper together and then watched a two-hour documentary on the Gospel of Judas, a newly discovered and examined manuscript dating from the third century A.D., about the age and condition of the Nag Hammadi papyrus and also in Coptic and with Gnostic markers to indicate that the writing is of the mystical side of early Christianity. It was a fascinating discussion, broken only for the Gaia Meditation, with me offering the prayer at the end.

It ended at 11 PM and we all bade each other an affectionate good night. Jim and I found a late-running Grey’s anatomy episode and relaxed into bonelessness before seeking our separate bedrooms for the night at midnight.

Monday, April 10, 2006

It was a lovely, sunlit, blue-sky day today. I wrote the Camelot Journal entry before going down to greet Jim and the kitties. We had our Morning Offering and Jim headed out to work while I came upstairs and added quotes to the database. I got through all but one quote in the penultimate book I had to gather quotes from, and then the last book, which will take a while since it has the facts about the Mayan calendar in it, which I will use to talk about the 2012 issue.

After lunch I took the kittens to the vet. Chloe has grown from 1.1 pounds to 1.9 and Dan D. has come from 1.6 to 2.5! They are thriving. Praise be! However I did not fare so well. I missed a step coming from the treatment rooms to the vestibule and after I got the kittens safely home—they had not been at all damaged by the fall—I took myself off to the Immediate Care Center, where they took x-rays and discovered an avulsion fracture in my left ankle.

I usually dismiss all psychic greeting symptoms as my karma biting me on the derriere. Usually that’s exactly what’s going on when someone feels psychically attacked. However at this point I feel that the fifth-density entity which has been with this group again for a while is attempting to stop me from working further on the Hay book project or any of the other initiatives we’ve begun lately. There are three separate and serious falls in the last few months, unusual viruses and even a weird music stand injury that destroyed my left thumb for a good two weeks. At this point both thumbs have lost a good bit of range of motion and the index finger on my right had is bruised badly. It’s a pretty good psychic greeting, working on the chink in the armor of light where I simply cannot see well and miss my step a lot, and also cannot work well with my weak hands due to arthritic changes.

However, psychic greeting never works with me. I just love them back. True love with no accusation or bitterness. I have had long practice at this and know the difference between his/her soul and the way he/she uses the light and power given.

The rest of the evening was given over to rest and relaxation. I sat with my foot propped up and swaddled with two big bags of frozen peas, the treatment of choice. Tomorrow I shall go to an orthopedic center to get a “boot” to hold the ankle in place while it heals. We had a sweet, quiet time, conversing and watching a Stargate marathon on the sci fi channel. After Gaia meditation we came upstairs and I fell asleep readily, dosed with pain medication.

It is a miracle that I feel this well, considering a broken bone. I am most thankful that the kittens are fine and that I can still function OK. Thanks, Lord! Shall I say You cut me a break?! (Sorry, I love puns.)

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Against the backdrop of a perfect spring day, I dealt with what to me were less than perfect circumstances. After Jim and I made our Morning Offering I went, as requested by the radiologist at Immediate Care, to an orthopedic practice to receive a boot instead of a brace for the chipped ankle. I waited almost all morning to see the doctor only to be told by him, when I finally saw him, that in his opinion the brace was enough. Perfect! My poor foot had been down all morning for nothing.

I got home in time to prop up my foot and sign our tax returns along with Jim. I ate lunch and did exactly one quote before I needed to go to the other doctor’s appointment I had, with my rheumatologist, Dr. June. She was unconcerned with the ankle except that it showed her my fragile bones and so she wanted me to take another strong drug, generic Arava. It is supposed to get me off prednisone, just like the last four I have tried. I told her that I was very loath to take on more substances and more expense. However she made it clear that she felt I must continue to try to get off cortisone as that substance was life-threatening. I know the statistics and she is right. However these strong new drugs have not been tested over time. I suspect they are all worse than the cortisone! After a long discussion I yielded to her persuasion and will try the new drug. Reluctantly!

I got home in time to finish the database so Romi could print it out for me. Jim came home from an extremely full day of picking up sticks and planting trees and we enjoyed a whirlpool and bathed. We took in Democracy Now’s news and enjoyed a Stargate block until Romi came. After the Gaia Meditation and supper, we tackled the printing out of the databases. Jim’s came out just fine. The other database prints out OK also. I shall start working with the book’s writing on the morrow if I feel well enough, which at this point is doubtful. As exhausted and sore as I feel, it might be good to spend a day doing low priority things and mostly resting. I’ll see how I feel.

We bade Romi good night at the advanced hour of 11 PM, as we all wished to enjoy a CSI Miami episode. Jim and I parted for the night after a snuggle with all four of the cats, for the first time. I am so very glad to see them melding into one family. It always takes a while and this time it has gone quite well. It helps that all four cats have very sweet natures and would rather flee than fight. With the possible exception of little Chloe, who is fearless and aggressive as well as very sweet.

Which reminds me, I got Jim to take some pictures of the cats and yard. One of these days I would like to figure out how to post pictures with the journal entries so you can see what I’m talking about! It’s on Gary’s list of things to do! One of these days we will figure it out, now that I have Eccles’ printer, which has a special setting for photos. It would be a joy to show you these new kittens!

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Feeling tired and sore, still, from the fall, I elected to work today on things other than the Hay project. It was another picture-perfect day and I marveled at how many colors of green there are as the leaves bud out on all the different kinds of trees and bushes. In just a few days our tulips have started to show up. And are they celebratory, marching over Jim’s Wuthering Heights stone work in the front yard!

I enjoyed Morning Offering with Mick and the cats before he headed out for his lawn care work and I went upstairs to tackle the snail mail. By the time Melissa and Gary showed up in the office downstairs, I had that handled and after I answered a couple of questions from Melissa, I wrote Jeremy and Gary about the Wooded Glen niche. Jeremy will create one on B4. It is exciting to see this take shape. The conference was last August, so it has taken a goodly while to get this together. It is good to see it beginning to manifest. I sent Jim McCarty’s talk, all edited and with his corrections, to Jeremy to start things off.

Today was my day to submit a column to Larry Moffitt—I think!—I am not sure as he was taking a week off to do some mission work in the Orient and I have gotten all mixed up on whether or not my deadline is this week or next. In case I DID have a deadline this week, I suggested to Larry that he run my piece on Polarity. He wants me to write about what the spirit world thinks about the war in Iraq. After some consideration I decided I needed that piece to be aired first to lay the groundwork.

Jeremy had written Gary and me about a technical option for recording sound in our sessions. It was way over my head and I forwarded the whole conversation to Romi, who will be able to evaluate his suggestions. We will have our first of three tests of Romi’s system next Sunday.

Ian B. of St. Alban’s in Britain and Pupi of East Sussex had both written to report that they had a good study and meditation group meeting and asked us to publicize their next gathering on April 30. This prompted me to write Jeremy and Gary and ask for their thoughts on getting another issue of the Gatherings Newsletter together in the next week or so. The blurb about our 2006 Homecoming is now up on both sites, thanks to Ian and Jeremy.

I wrote the staff of the magazine, The Sedona Journal of Emergence, who had published channeling of ours in their latest issue, to ask them please to give us copyright and credit next time. Their methods are distinctly below the professional level as they had neither printed copyright to us, noted our web site or address or said anything at all about us. Nor had they asked our permission to publish. That kind of karma tends to be inexorable. I hope they straighten up and fly right!

It was great to hear from Michele M., a frequent L/L Research gatherings participant who is now living in Europe. She was offering to do some illustrations for the Hay book project. Michele is incredibly talented in web design and does it for a living. I am very thrilled to have her help on this project. I sent her my expanded outline so she can see what the possibilities are and told her of two illustrations I want for sure: a good representational drawing of all the chakras as the Ra described them and a historical time line of Empire on Earth.

Jon G. had sent yet another “final” set of questions for his upcoming session, which I edited and sent back for approval to him.

I finished up the personal e-mail, rejoicing with Dannah that she is feeling better and setting up some girlfriend time with Vara, just in time to greet the Mick after his long day and have a whirlpool with him. Then it was off to choir practice, where we practiced for the onslaught of Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter services, with all the special music they require.

And then Jim and I went to hear Walker and Kays at Clifton’s Pizza and relaxed happily under their jazzy, smoky sounds. We offered the Gaia Meditation at our table. And so home to bed under a spring full moon of great luminosity and beauty.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

This was a banner day! Jim came upstairs to greet me before I had gotten quite ready to arise, so we snuggled up in my room before coming downstairs to make our Morning Offering and offer the Banishing Ritual for the day. Jim left for a full morning of lawn care work and I went to clear the decks for starting on the Choice book.

There were some details to which I felt I should attend before beginning and I spent the morning doing that. I got things squared away with Larry, my UPI editor. I got Jim’s birthday presents ordered. I called my old hand doctor and asked for all my records as I am now seeing a new doctor for such matters. I let Larry and my brother, Tommy, know my schedule for visiting DC to sing in the National Cathedral May 21. I wrote Jeremy about the niches on B4 and the next Gatherings Newsletter. And I wrote Jill in Britain about the upcoming absent healing she and Nancy G. will do with me on Easter Monday. By noon I had a clean desk and the afternoon looked promising!

Jim and I had the treat of a lunch together and we stretched afterwards. My ankle is much less sore now and although I could not do the whole routine I could do a lot more of it.

I prayed and tuned, as I wish to do all through the writing of this book. Then I sat down with the material for the Introduction to The Choice and worked with the quotations and ideas involved in that. Discussion with Holly brought up the thought that I would do well to alert my personal network of support and encouragement that I was starting the project today, so I took the time to do that for a while before it was time to call Barbara.

Barbara Brodsky is a trusted colleague and dearly loved friend of mine. She channels a Buddhist monk who last incarnated 500 years ago, whose name is Aaron. Barbara and I have co-channeled for nine weekend workshops through the years. She is deaf and so we must arrange a relay call when she wants to converse. We had done that. Barbara and I talked until almost five PM. It was a good talk. It turns out that she is also just starting a new project. She will write about her experiences in Brazil with John of God. It will be a wonderful book.

She asked about our collaborative book, the record of our work together, The Aaron/Q’uo Dialogues. It is stuck in the editing phase. She and I were going to work on it together but then her eyes were both damaged, in different ways, in a swimming accident where her board was tossed in a big wave and hit her in the face coming down. She almost drowned in that accident and had a good deal of other recovery to do in addition to the ocular damage. The eyes did not heal well. She is still having little luck seeing well. So she cannot edit it.

I assured her that the book would get edited by me in due course. I told her that the Book of Days editing has to come first as we have a donor willing to pay up to half the cost of the book, matching all other donations. I have that editing well started and have planned to work on that an hour a day, at the end of working on the current Choice project. Once I get the Book of Days edited, I will go on to the A/Q project. I think she was glad to hear that.

I got back to sending my notices to friends after the call and when I had finished that I took myself outside for the first time this year to garden. The primary need in the yard right now is dead-heading the spent daffodils, so I spent a most grounding and pleasant few minutes doing that before it was time for Jim’s and my bath.

Then it was Maundy Thursday service, a lovely service indeed. It commemorates the last supper, so-called, where Jesus instructed the disciples to wash each others’ feet—obviously a metaphor for service to others in general of a humble nature—and to remember him by taking Holy Eucharist. I love those words “Do this in remembrance of me.” I always respond at that point in the service to those words, mentally, “I will remember, Lord.” This is the moment in church time when we honor that first Eucharist. We sang Ubi Caritas, an old, old favorite of mine, and Mozart’s Tantum Ergo, the second of two. Not my favorite, but a crowd-pleaser.

Arriving home in time for the Gaia Meditation, I joined Gary and Jim to offer that and then had a late supper. We watched some junk TV together, relaxing and conversing, until we became sleepy and sought our beds.

Friday, April 14, 2006

Ah, Fridays! Mentally and emotionally I respond with joy to this day! I awoke very early and contented myself with enjoying parts of old movies, as sleep escaped me. I am sure I rested well, though, with all the old movie images flickering about my eyes and making them gently close. There is something winningly nostalgic about hearing the old familiar lines, half-remembered and colored by fond collateral recollections.

Jim and I made our Morning Offering and then he and Gary headed off for the big Friday mowing glut—everyone wants their lawns mowed before the weekend for entertaining and Jim tries to oblige.

And I spent the morning working on the Choice project! A simple sentence but oh such a huge step. It was my first full morning on the project. I worked until after 1 PM when Jim and Gary showed up for lunch. I wrote the Forward and started on the Introduction.

After lunch I tackled some things Melissa had left with me. She is doing office re-organization and clean-up. I ordered stamps, checked out and OK’d some office forms she had generated and got her needs squared away. She is doing a great job and making a huge difference! It is wonderful to see our affairs in ever more shipshape order. And I am glad to help her as I can.

I sent Barbara B. the reference to UPI’s Religion and Spirituality Forum so she can see my articles there. She had asked for that on the telephone yesterday. I worked with Jeremy and Gary by e-mail on the B4 niches. And I wrote Tim Mc, acknowledging that he would not be able to join us for the next three meetings by telephone as he is finishing up his degree in Australia and moving to Britain during the next 6 weeks.

And I finished the afternoon’s work by calling Nancy G. She and Jill S, of Bath in Britain, are getting together next Monday to offer absent healing. She talked with me about my carrying karma for my parents and suggested that I contact them during the healing session and ask them to take that karma back to themselves, where it belongs. I shall do that.

I had hoped to find the time to get outside and garden a bit, but time fled and all too soon it was bath time. Jim and I relaxed after that until 7 PM, when I went to tune for the session with Jon G. Romi joined Jim and me, and Jon by telephone at 7:30, to make the circle of seeking for that session. It was an interesting subject which Jon had in mind. He was asking about how to open the heart if one were by nature of an energy pattern that worked better for service-to-self polarity, with the heart muted but the other energy centers quite bright. I will enjoy editing that to find out what the Q’uo had to say.

After the session, Romi and I talked a bit more about the open session next Sunday. He reports that so far eleven people have signed up to attend by internet. His address, if you want to sign up before tomorrow, is sundaylive@llresearch.org.

We enjoyed conversation while Jim worked to mail out books to those who had ordered them. My ankle had swollen considerably throughout the day so I had done the session with a bag of frozen peas on either side of my ankle, so it was a different kind of set-up—Me in the Mama chair which is half of a recliner love seat Jim and I use in the common room, with the peas on my left ankle and two cats sprawled over my right ankle. It was about as cute as nature gets, that little tableau.

We offered the Gaia Meditation with Jim giving the ending prayer and said good night soon thereafter. Jim and I came upstairs and descended to sleep by easy stages. I was absolutely exhausted after the session and found my bed nothing short of delicious!

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Happy Easter! It was a splendid Sabbath for me, despite the distinct awkwardness of getting shoes over my brace for church. The ones that went with my carefully saved Easter outfit were not so easy to adjust, but Mick awled a hole for my ankle strap loose enough to work and I was able to wear my hat, gloves and the whole rigmarole. I know my Mom was smiling. And I felt very pretty. “In her Easter bonnet with all the flowers upon it…”

The service was beautiful. We sang that old chestnut, the “Halleluiah Chorus” from Handel’s Messiah and a William Byrd piece, “Haec Dies.” And Lisa played “Welcome Happy Morning”! Only my favorite hymn of all time.

I was thrilled, however, to hit home and ice the ankle. I did a bit of office work, doing the Camelot Journal entry, writing Ian, Rick and Vara about various matters and clearing the desk of snail mail, but otherwise kept my foot sandwiched between bags of frozen peas all day. I must figure out how to dismantle my office set-up so I can work on Traveller in a recliner and keep that foot up tomorrow. It really makes a good difference to do that.

Jim had a question for today’s session about the difference between the “Rapture” and “Ascension” of fundamentalist Christians and the graduation scheme which is part of the Confederation cosmology. The Q’uo offered what I am told is an interesting answer. I shall be looking forward to the editing. Present were Melissa, Romi, Bruce, Jim, Connie and me. We also had about eleven people joining us from elsewhere by open chat room technology. We fielded some questions from them as well. It was a blast to feel the energy from all over the globe.

Romi and Connie fixed Love Tea and we enjoyed conversation about the session for a while. Then Connie offered Reiki sessions for me and for Bruce. We had supper, the Gaia Meditation, more tea and conversation and stayed together until about 10 PM, a late night for us—and a good conversation. Eventually, however, Bruce and Connie departed for their somewhat distant homes, each with an hour or more to drive, and Gary came home from his work to bid us a good evening as we toddled up the stairs. Jim said good night to me after more relaxation together about midnight.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Jim had strongly requested that I take a day off today before we went to bed last night and when I awoke I felt he was right. My ankle was swollen and angry and I was still exhausted, much more than usual, from the session yesterday.

So I spent the day relaxing and enjoying. I was fortunate enough to find a channel which was running a Star Trek marathon and dozed, did puzzles and read while watching the well-remembered, original old series that started the whole thing back in the mid-60s, when I was in my 20s. I personally wrote three fan letters trying to keep the Shatner/Nimoy Star Trek on the air.

My only Camelot moment in the day was writing Wynn to let him know that I have talked with Romi. Romi is willing to sit once a month for Wynn’s Everyman sessions with Q’uo. He wants to create a series of channelings where he asks the questions he feels every man would ask. From them he wants to write a book about the Law of One. I know Wynn can do a good job with the project and I want to help him help the Law of One if I can. We shall schedule those sessions now.

Other than that, I spent Holy Saturday in blissful nirvana, sipping the ambrosia of leisure. My foot was kept up and swathed in frozen peas all day and it got a lot better. I shall repeat that tomorrow and hope for a much improved profile going into next week!

Monday, April 17, 2006

The day dawned chilly and sumptuously lovely, with redbud and dogwood opening to the sun outside my office window. After Morning Offering Jim headed out for an overly full day—mulch had not been delivered to several of Jim’s customers from the Anchorage School parent-teacher association, so when it came it was doggone unhandy. So Jim was gone all day, until 7:30!

My first challenge was to move the computer from the desk to the Mama chair in the upstairs office. I needed to keep my foot up and the recliner was perfect for that. But getting the computer unhooked from Eccles’ beautiful monitor and printer was a challenge. Gary helped me reconfigure but then I had the weird glitch of not being able to type. The vowels typed as numbers and the capitals would not type at all, sending the cursor instead into the next paragraph. Fortunately Gary figured out how to dismantle this and eventually I had Traveller back where it would type! Thank you, Lord!

I spent the morning on the Choice project, rewriting the Forward until I felt it was just as I wanted it. I sent it off to Bruce for a check. He is very good with spotting “what’s wrong with this picture” and he has Joe Blow in mind above all things, including any thoughts as to how smart he is. It’s a rare gift!

After lunch I tackled the office needs. That started with enrolling in Medicare Part D. That took all the rest of the afternoon, off and on. I finally penetrated their telephone system after getting stopped cold by the usual service number which simply said they were experiencing a heavy volume of calls and could not answer the phone! I went on line, got another number and finally got a human who told me their computer was down. I tried all afternoon off and on and finally enrolled as Jim’s and my bath water was filling at about 7:45 PM.

I ordered some head phones for Jim. The mowers and other machines he uses are punishingly noisy and he uses headphones to block that noise and substitute music. Gary and Romi gave Jim an iPod for Christmas so Jim’s all set for tunes. This will be his main birthday present from me on May 10. He had chosen the Solitude headphones and I found them on line.

I accepted Glenview Trust’s invitation for Jim and me to join them for hors d’oeuvres at Vincenzo’s. I set up the Planet Light Worker session for next Thursday. Vara and I scheduled some girlfriend time in May.

At 5 PM I went outside to work in the garden and spent a sweet half hour dead-heading spent blooms across the front planting, just by the parking area. The daffodils are about done now and the tulips are taking over.

At 5:30 I lay down and spent an hour with the absent healing offered by Jill, Connie and Nancy, who are Reiki masters working from Indiana, North Carolina and Britain. They were wonderful to offer this healing and I focused with them for that time. Nancy had received the impression from her angels that the remaining health distortions I experience are all from my parents and not from my own unbalanced karma. She had asked me to contact them and ask them to take back their karma. I did that. It was good to see them again. They gladly took back their “stuff.” I experienced a lot of sensations and impressions throughout the hour, and felt that I had a very thorough healing.

Jim arrived home looking weary and fine-drawn. We thankfully had a whirlpool and relaxed for the evening. He read my amended Forward—by this time Bruce had written back and suggested moving the paragraphs around and we both liked his suggestion. We’ll leave it that way! Jim thought the new text was good and so tomorrow I will tackle the Introduction. We had supper and shared the Gaia Meditation, with Jim offering the prayer. We came upstairs and Jim fixed me a comfortable way to have ice on my ankle as I went to sleep. We said good-night at about 11 PM.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

I arose just early enough to write the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going down to snuggle with Jim and greet the day. We made our Morning Offering, performed the Banishing Ritual and Jim was off for the entire day. He had a rough one, as the big mower ran into a mole hill it could not conquer and the belt was pulled off, misaligning things so he could not replace the belt himself. He had to take it in to Louisville tractor for repairs. He worked for the rest of the day doing big jobs with the smaller mower. At the end of the day he picked up the big mower. It was a very good thing he had taken it in. a blade had also been bent by the outrageous mole hill and he could have damaged the mower if he had tried to use it further that day.

Gary was in the office all day yesterday adminning for L/L Research, starting around noon. He tackled an amazing amount of L/L Inbox mail. We consulted several times during the day as he responded to people on various things, notably the volunteers who are doing various projects for us.

I had the immense luxury of a day in the upstairs office. I spent the morning finalizing the Forward and sending it to Bill and Denise, the grantors of this book project, and then starting on the Introduction. I made fair progress on it, writing about six pages for the first time and reading and editing through that much once. There is more to do before I am through editing but all in all I was pleased.

Sandie and I scheduled the next Planet Light Worker channeling for April 26, cutting it way too short as it has to be edited and up on her site by May 1st. However there is no help for that. Sandie is caring for her stepfather in Britain and will not be back home to sit for the session until then.

I worked with Wynn by e-mail to find a time for our first Everyman Project channeling. That is an interesting idea he has, where he will ask the Q’uo questions, starting at the very beginning the way he feels Everyman thinks, and eventually Wynn will create a book out of that material. It is another attempt to offer the Law of One concepts to a far more general audience than has ever been approached by our material. Wynn did a good job with David W’s channeling so I feel he is likely to do the same good job for the Q’uo material. It all points back to the Law of One. That’s the seminal work, I think. It may be dense and difficult to comprehend but it is the most pure distillation of the concepts of a universe of love and light that we have ever produced in our group.

I wrote Jon G, who had sent me an update on his situation. He is swamped and currently unable to move forward on his various volunteer projects for L/L. I told him not to worry a bit. A man who is starting a new business is a hero doing yellow-ray work trying to pay the bills for his family. That does come first! I asked him only to send the Wooded Glen dubs that he was going to transcribe to me so that I can find another transcriber.

Jill smith wrote to request a telephone conversation and we set it up for late afternoon, when I greatly enjoyed speaking at length with her concerning the Reiki session she, Connie and Nancy G had done as absent healing yesterday. Her hope is to set up a monthly session of this kind for me. I was incredibly moved by her generosity and love. All three of these women are busy, active, hard-working people with plenty to do. For them to take time to help me is so open-hearted and kind! She will consult with Nancy by telephone and then suggest some possible dates for such healing shenanigans.

Pupi had written to ask me to respond when the pattern for her glass piece—which Jim and I commissioned in the winter of 2003/4 when we were in Britain together with her—arrived. It arrived! Her design is perfectly beautiful. Pu is an artist of enormous talent whose work transcends stained glass and achieves artistry above and beyond her genre. We are extremely fortunate to have her piece coming our way. She says she felt the need to represent me and my channeling. The piece is called “Illumination” and when the light is coming through it, as a finished piece, it will literally be illuminating the room with its colors. Jim, Pu and I selected the glass for the piece back in February of 2004. It is to be noted that Pupi is on God’s time and not the world’s! But when she DOES finish this piece it will be worth the wait.

When I had written some strictly personal e-mail and ordered a birthday present for my Mick, whose Earth Day is coming up on May 10, I turned to writing this week’s UPI Religion and Spirituality Forum article for my editor, Larry. The deadline is tomorrow.

By the time Jim showed up—very late, about 7:30—I had the article done. I did send it to Bruce for his response, as he is an excellent editor for me. If I am not completely logical in my flow, he tells me. If I need to go slower, he tells me. Last week, for instance, he suggested that I switch a couple of paragraphs. The difference was a good one indeed. Bruce has no ego involved at all. He loves the common person, as he is one himself. He wants to help me write for them. And help, he does.

I had no time to lounge with Mick at the end of his day as Gary had set up a channeling session for Judge, from Taiwan. I tuned for the session and then Gary, Romi and I did his session. Judge’s questions were about penetrating the veil of forgetting.

We concluded the session just in time to offer the Gaia Meditation and then we all had a late supper, shared tea and conversed while we enjoyed an episode of House on TV.

Then as late as it was, Romi came upstairs to my office to help me solve my set-up problem. I knew enough to dismantle the desk set-up and get my computer free to use in my Mama chair up here. However there were wires everywhere and I could not hook up the printer. Romi solved all the woes with his customary patience and good humor.

He said, in addition, that when he comes again he will be equipped with longer wires than we had in the house today, so that he can make the wires virtually disappear. They are unobtrusive now, but he says he can do better and save me a spill, maybe, when I am trying to use the filing cabinets where the wires currently are. Bless you, Romi!

He and I worked together until about 10:30, at which time he said good night and I was finally able to spend a bit of time with Mick. That was lovely. Oh, that man was tired! When you are used to riding on a mower, going along behind a mower feels like harder work, for sure! And two of his customers had bought mulch for him to spread which had to be shoveled out, as they had bought it loose. So he had scooped, and he was pooped! We snuggled, chatted and said good night around 11:30.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Another picture-perfect day! But first the night saw me up at 2 AM with kittens playing around my head. This is the third night in a row for this and so I decided to shut my door. I finally got back to sleep at 4 AM and slept late, so was off kilter until I caught up with myself at mid-morning.

Jim came and got me up, sleepyhead that I was, and we had a nice snuggle before Morning Offering. Then he was off for a far more regular day of mowing. He was even home for a good lunch.

Melissa and Gary both worked for L/L today. It is wonderful to see the work get done so very well by them. I can rest from all my worries with them in the downstairs office. Gary and I had a consult about Aaron, who is working on the Dan Russell archive. Danny was devoted to the Law of One and stopped in to L/L Research for visits at least twice a year for 15 years or so, as he traveled from Texas, his winter digs, to Maine, where he had a summer shack. He was an incredible character, right out of Carlos Castaneda’s writings. He was a South American type shaman and was always fighting epic battles with unseen-realm entities. Dan was a braggart and a show-off, very Aztec in his boasting of his powers. His writing is freakish and beat. A lot of it is incomprehensible!

Aaron is trying to figure out how to deal with the massive archive that he sent me over the years. He knew that, as much as he valued his work, few others did, and certainly no one in his family. So I promised to give his work what a home I could. Aaron is digitizing it and preparing it for a niche on B4. Because of the massive amount of stuff he gave me and its disorganization, she is trying to figure out how to handle it.

First I suggested that Gary offer her some relief—an easier volunteer effort to break this long project up. We have a few channeled meditations that have backed up, so I suggested he offer her that to do. As well, we have some Wooded Glen speeches just coming in from Jon G, and she can choose to do some of that before she hits the Russell archive again.

Melissa got through the books in record time! She comes back tomorrow to continue to address the underlying remaining glitches in our bookkeeping system. Poor Dottie, overmatched and stoic, left us in a pretty mess. I think by May Melissa will have us totally squared away, and what an incredible pleasure that will be. It will be the first time since I started keeping the books, when Jim started his lawn service, not understanding QuickBooks at all, that things will be right.

I had a superb day. I started with sending the UPI article on war in to Larry. Bruce OK’d it as it was, but Gary asked for a better segue at one juncture which I added. Larry liked the article enough that he led with it! What a nifty thing to see my little column leading the pack. That’s my first experience with having the premier position on the Forum. My little ego was happy.

Then I turned to the Introduction to The Choice. I worked through what I had written, editing and rewriting. Then I proceeded with the outline, fleshing it out and using the excellent footnotes provided by my hard-working volunteers. I finished the first draft. Tomorrow I shall look at it with a fresh eye before moving on. I think things are going well there.

After a great lunch and stretching routine with Jim I addressed my e-mail. Larry had written to ask me to do a column next week on what it is like to be a channel in the middle of the Bible belt. I am glad to have a week to get to my heart on that one. It is not an easy subject, as I have suffered mightily at the hands of judgment from my brother, Tommy, who is an inerrantist Christian and feels I am Satanic. That is a bald and uncompromising statement and I wish it were not true, but that’s the facts. There is a lot of pain there. Getting past that is job one for writing the article. Love needs to speak, not pain or judgment. So that’ll be a challenge. Tommy and I have worked out how to pole around that island in our dealings, but the biases are there, unspoken.

Wynn and I tried again to set a date for the first monthly Everyman session but my times did not work for him. He will sit down and suss out exactly when he can reliably meet with me by telephone for these sessions so we can have a schedule we both can count on. I figure it will take about a year to 18 months to produce the channeled material he wants, as we will do a session a month. I really cannot go faster than that as I must do the editing on each session. I have two public sessions a month to edit, plus the Planet Light Worker session, plus any personal sessions. I think we did three at least this month. That’s at least 60 pages of editing a month just on the sessions after they are transcribed. And editing is slow, picky work. So I have to pace myself.

Tommy, my brother, who lives in Falls Church, VA, wrote to say that he was delighted I was singing in DC on May 21 and would definitely come hear the concert and then plan to visit with me after the service on that Sunday. I am tickled to get to see him! And he is tickled because so many people now in St. Luke’s choir grew up with him and me at our childhood church, St. Mark’s. We were all in children’s choir there under the capable training of Phil Malpas, a wonderful Anglican choirmaster of the old school. He trained us well! We’re all still singing away. It will be old home week!

Jim and I bathed after he returned home, the conquering hero, and then relaxed for a few precious minutes before I went off to choir practice. It was a great rehearsal and I found out just what music we’ll be singing. Lisa had made a CD which includes all our music for the concert and I am glad to have that to practice with,

Then Jim and I headed off to Clifton’s Pizza for a jazz night with Jennifer Lauletta and Company, a thoroughly enjoyable set. Jennifer is also my editor for the Louisville Jazz Society newsletter, where I do a column. She and I agreed we needed a planning session to plot out future articles. I will e-mail her tomorrow to set that up.

We offered the Gaia Meditation in the car going downtown, with me offering the ending prayer.

The day ended with a sweet and sleepy snuggle and some episodes of Will and Grace to put us to sleep.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I enjoyed waking up late, for me, almost 6:30, but had to scramble to get my entry for yesterday in the Camelot Journal made before going downstairs to greet the day by snuggling with Mick and all the cats. They seem to be far more integrated now than previously, with Pickwick joining in the play and Sedgwick watching from a cautious distance but not hostile. An excellent beginning. In the afternoon I had Picky by my right ankle on the recliner part of the Mama chair, Sedgie on its top and the kittens playing by the chair. And Picky actually played with Dan D. late in the evening!

Melissa worked with the books until mid-afternoon, generating forms for straightening up all office procedures. It all looks good.

I worked with the Introduction to The Choice until lunch and got it finished. I sent it off to Gary and to Bruce for their comments, before I send it on to the Hay’s.

After lunch I took some time to work with my e-mail. Pupi had written to ask for some telephone time and we agreed she would call at 4 PM today, which she did. She wished to be sure that I was happy with her design for the glass piece she is making for me.

After we talked about that, we caught up on all kinds of things. She says that Peter is thinking seriously about coming to Kentucky in 2007 to work on Avalon. Now that’s interesting! I reminded her that we had closed the Avalon building project for lack of enough funds to hire a crew and finish it. She feels that perhaps there is still the chance Peter will wish to make our little farm his home, building his and Pupie’s house all by himself and making the farm a biodynamic one.

Peter is a professional bio-dynamic farmer working at Plaw Hatch Farm in Sussex. He has been trained since childhood by his step-father, also an expert bio-dynamic man and a teacher of that art of harmonized agronomy at Emerson College in East Grinstead, Sussex. Having him head the project for us would be a dream come true and since he is not focused on developing a teaching community; his needs are much more modest than our previous attempt to bring Avalon into a farming profile from its wilderness sleep. The educational part of our Avalon dream can always come later.

I sent an interesting article I had received on to some friends who are interested in improving our way of life. It suggests not buying gas from Mobil or Exxon, the two largest gasoline vendors in the USA, figuring that if enough people boycott them and their high prices they will be forced to become more honest at pricing. Right now market gouging seems to be ruling the day. Predicating gas prices on futures rather than a cost for a barrel of crude oil seems transparently greedy. It is worth a try, anyway. Already I have started driving much less. I really think before I go out, and try to get everything done in one trip. And of course the cost of fuel was a factor in my changing from Calvary, 16 miles away from the house, to St. Luke’s half a mile away.

.I wrote a couple of e-mails for the Louisville Jazz Society, trying to coax more stories out of local musicians and then turned to editing. Paul C. had sent me Vara’s two speeches which he had transcribed from the Wooded Glen tapes. I worked the rest of the afternoon on Vara’s first speech, a 28-page discussion of how to see the self. Finishing it, I sent it off to her for corrections.

I sent Melissa a thank you note for all the hard volunteer work she has put in on transforming our office into an “Office!” with forms and organization and polish. I got a couple of the recipes Jim had picked out for next week’s food worked up to reflect the size of the recipe Jim wanted and to work it into the format which all our recipes have. And lo and behold, it was time to quit for the day! I printed out the Introduction to share with Jim and went downstairs for my bath,

Jim and I had a lovely but unremarkable evening. Jim prepared quite a few orders for mailing, as we had picked up the L/L box mail on the way home from Clifton’s last night. We came upstairs after a sweet Gaia Meditation with Gary offering a beautiful ending prayer and dozed and chatted until we decided we both needed to shut our eyes for good, around 11 PM.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Oversleeping, I awoke late and rushed to dress and get downstairs in time for a snuggle with Mick before our Morning Offering and the Banishing Ritual. Then Jim went to the kitchen for a morning of cooking while I went to choir practice. This was an extra practice to prepare us for the concert we shall offer before the service at the National Cathedral on May 21. It ate up the whole morning, ending just before noon.

I had driven with Jim to drop his truck off to get new tires on the way to choir practice. Jim picked me up from that and we went back to the tire store, where he got his truck back and we proceeded home separately for lunch.

After a pleasant and relaxing lunch, Jim and Gary headed out to mow the lawns that got rained out yesterday. I came upstairs and tackled the editing of the channeling session done on Sunday, April 2. It was a pot luck session with questions from Andy B., Brenda S., Romi, Bruce, Jim and several others. It was interesting work. I got it edited and sent it in to Ian and also off to the various people who had asked questions.

I worked just a bit longer, answering personal e-mail, updating contacts and writing a snail-mail thank you to Nancy G. for the very impressive book she sent me from Green Hope Farms. They make essences that remind me forcibly of the Bach Flower Remedies. Their work feels very good. I wrote off to them to ask if they would like to link to our sites. Then it was bath time.

Jim and I had a lovely, leisurely Saturday night. We watched Thunder Over Louisville, a rousing half hour of fireworks which the city puts on every year as part of our Derby Festival, and then the movie, Gangs of New York, on the tube. At 9 PM we offered the Gaia Meditation and then I read a Nora Roberts book while Jim cleaned the kitchen. Then we were off to our final good-night snuggle and our beds.

Friday, April 21, 2006

My left ankle kept me wakeful during the night and I rose early. I enjoy that sense of unguarded time one has when arising before the house is stirring. I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and began the process of changing winter clothes for summer clothes before going down to snuggle with Mick.

We made an early Morning Offering because Jim and Gary were hoping to accomplish as much as possible before the predicted heavy rains began at midday. They did well, knocking out three big jobs before the downpour became to heavy to continue.

Meanwhile I began the day by reading Bruce’s comments on the Introduction for The Choice. He suggested a rearrangement of the Introduction which seemed like a sound suggestion to me. Before I started in on the rewrite, however, I took the precaution of sending Bruce my entire outline with the request that he take a good, hard look at the whole project before I started writing again. If more rearranging needs to be done, it is far better to do that at the outline stage than at the writing stage.

The study of his comments and the response I eventually wrote to him took me most of the morning. I decided to do things besides writing on the book until I heard from Bruce in response. Meanwhile I cleared my desk, writing three snail mail letters and making file folders for the hard copy of pieces of the book. I always print out what I have written at the end of the day when I am writing a long piece like The Choice, so that if my computer goes flooey, I have my work. Once bitten, twice shy, and I have lost work before.

I found I was completely out of the black toner which Eccles had so kindly donated and went to the store to resupply the printer up here. I also treated myself to a good stapler. The one I had previously tended to bite me when I tried to refill it! Little luxuries!

When I returned from the store, Jim and Gary had officially declared themselves rained out, so we all had lunch while they dried out. Jim and Gary usually work together on Fridays and Gary has recently decided to work for L/L on Saturdays, so Gary simply switched to admin work for the afternoon. Jim did all the maintenance on his mowers, then washed up from being dripping wet and went off to do errands, notably to renew his driver’s license. The clean hair paid off: he got a good ID picture this time! Jim was gone all afternoon on his many chores, coming home with, among other things, Venetian-type blinds for my office. Its four 3 foot x 6 foot windows face east and the morning sun can be blinding.

Meanwhile I went back to editing. I got Vara’s second Wooded Glen speech edited and sent both of the speeches off to her for her edit. I had sent the first speech to her yesterday when I finished editing it, but she returned it with no changes, simply saying there were changes she would make if it were an article she was editing for Sandie. So I sent both speeches back to her with the request that she go ahead and edit away! She had some good things to say in those speeches and she might as well be pleased with the finished format.

That finishes the transcripts from Wooded Glen which I have received so far, all transcribed by Paul C. Hopefully I will receive the remaining dubs of the speeches from Jon G soon so I can farm them out to other volunteers to transcribe.

Jim and I had a restful evening, bathing and then watching a particularly riveting Democracy Now newscast, enjoying Link TV’s World Music program and catching some of the Stargate block. Jim offered the prayer for the Gaia Meditation and we and Gary conversed for a while before saying good night. Jim and I came up to snuggle and bade each other sweet dreams at about 11 PM.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

It was a glorious Sunday! The hawthorn hedge across the front of the yard has come out in leaves now. Our Virginia bluebells are up in the wooded area which is our pet cemetery. In our 22 years here it has become well populated with pets who have passed on to glory - kitty cats, birds and Walter’s wife—Walter is our oldest fish, a wise old koi with battle dings from a bout he had with a skin disease that took several of his mates. Jim got some new fish food for him and all our other fish in both ponds. It’s great to feed them and see them all as they surface to eat the free food. Not that they need it—they eat what the pond naturally produces, silt and algae. But they come to the surface when we give them their treat and say howdy.

The puzzles were hard this morning, the Krispy Kremes were decadently wonderful and the service at church was short and sweet. There was a great story in the sermon. A handicapped boy named Chris, who was made fun of by his classmates, participated in an Easter egg hunt. The teacher had saved up the little plastic eggs in with L’eggs brand hose are sold. She gave one to each student and told them to find in the meadow surrounding the playground a symbol of springtime. When all the eggs were opened, the class oohed and aahed over the little cocoons, flowers and new leaves, until they came to an empty egg. “Oh-oh,” said the teacher. “Who forgot to fill their egg?”

Chris said, “That egg was mine.” A few of the classmates made derisive comments, but Chris held his ground. “The egg is empty because the tomb was empty on Easter morning,” he said.

A few months later, Chris died of a virus that most kids would have been able to shake off. At the funeral, his classmates all trouped up to Chris’s casket and laid their empty eggs by his little body. They knew he was outta here, and in a good way!

Jim had cleaned the house top to bottom when I returned and we shared a fast food lunch I brought back with me. I went upstairs, wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and made a dozen or so phone calls on behalf of St. Luke’s, all the while thinking to myself, “Now I KNOW I have joined another church community!” I was touting the upcoming picnic and barbeque which will be a fund-raiser for the choir’s trip to Washington DC to sing at the National Cathedral on May 21.

Jim and I have to bring a salad and I need to bake a cake, as Lisa, the choirmistress, wants to have a cake walk to create more funds for the trip, so we have some extra cooking to do before next Sunday afternoon. We’ve decided he will fix a “seven layer salad” while I make a strawberry cake—both tied and true recipes to die for. I was tickled when Jim said he’d attend with me. It is our first St. Luke’s occasion to attend together. Jim’s no church-goer. He’d rather stay home and get the house cleaned!

I sorted through my closet and pulled out the woolen and heavier winter clothes to store for the summer. I had just finished when Jim called bath time. We had a whirlpool and rested until time for meditation.

Bruce came up for the silent meditation and we had a lovely one together, just the three of us. Then Bruce and I came upstairs and worked on the Choice book project for the remainder of the afternoon, until about 7 PM, at which time Bruce needed to be on his motorcycle so he could get back to Avalon in daylight. He will continue to think on the book’s outline. We will get together again when he has done that and go from there at creating the new outline together.

Bruce can help me make a simpler first book and then create the series of two or three books as a set. That way each book can be simpler and more focused on one thing. His comments resonate to me and I will take some time to rework the outline before writing further, it seems like a slow-up but in the end I think I will make a better book or books because of the reworking.

Jim had been working on a letter to the Hines and Mr. Kidwell, Avalon’s neighbors, as we are still trying to get a legal deeded access to Avalon. Our lawyer had drawn up a document which gives all three of us access to that road down to our gate at the beginning of our property, and gives Kidwell access through our land to his lower pasture, which abuts our valley pasture. I hope he is able to bring it off this time! Previous attempts have been ignored.

We offered the Gaia Meditation with Gary, who had just come in from a long day at Cracker Barrel, and then had a late supper and said farewell for the night to Gary, going upstairs for a snuggle before bidding each other a fond good night around 11 PM.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Monday dawned sunny and cool, perfect working weather for Jim. I was unaware that Jim wanted to arise earlier than usual and he had to come get me as I was tapping away on the keys in my office, making the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday. We had a brief snuggle, made our Morning offering and Jim was off for a very long day of mowing as storms are predicted for tomorrow and he wants to get work done ahead. He was gone all day, until 7:30 PM.

I finished the Camelot Journal entry, and then turned to writing my UPI column for the week for Larry M. It was on what it is like to be a channel living in the Bible belt. It took several rewrites for me to get to my heart as this is a challenging topic. By lunchtime I was satisfied with it and sent it off.

I took some time in the afternoon to write to Bruce, who is working with me on the reorganization of the outline for the Choice book. Then I turned to editing. The Rangers had held an on-line meeting Saturday, April Fool’s Day. It was a pot pourri of many different questions and was interesting to edit. I sent it on to Ian and to as many of the participants as I had addresses for. I asked Bruce to send the transcript on to those whom I did not know or whose addresses I did not have, like Carmen.

I took a bit of time out at 5 PM and fiddled around, straightening the summer clothes in my closet, and after Jim called to explain that he would be very late getting home, I came back to the office and settled down to catch up my e-mail. Here’s a summary:

Sent Jim’s Wooded Glen speech again to Jeremy, who had lost track of it. He is making a really nice Wooded Glen niche on B4. that address is http://journals.bring4th.org/niches/wooded-glen/.
Responded to Pupie’s catch-up note on her glass piece she is doing for Jim and me.
E-mailed Paul C. about the L/L Research DVD project work he proposes doing here the week before the 2006 Homecoming at Executive Inn. I am excited about this! He will go through our large collection of L/L Research photograph albums, pick out images for the historical portion of the DVD and locate the images in our archives of negatives and slides. It is to be noted that this archive exists because of the devoted volunteer work of Tim McE, who spent a solid week in 2003 sorting and cleaning all of our old negatives and other archive photo materials.
Let Lisa, St. Luke’s choirmistress, know that I would be late to practice Wednesday because of Jim’s and my stopping by Glenview Trust’s reception at Vincenzo’s beforehand.
Wrote a letter of support to Jon G, who is smarting from the sting of having to work very hard for a living right now. He cannot get to his volunteer projects for months to come. I told him sometimes these seasons come and we are best off just doing the job ahead with all the love in our hearts.
Thanked Margie B for her new contact information. Margie puts on a channeling seminar every summer for the Louisville area and does a lot of wonderfully service oriented work.
Thanked Scott H., the Hidan’s biggest fan (that was a movie Don and I made in 1972, a very bad movie, but a fun, silly movie.) Scott is trying to get a producer to distribute it in DVD form.
Sent a cheer-up e-mail to my friend, Roberta L., who is in her 90s now and down to 102 pounds, but still “in there” sharp as ever. She has had difficulties with health and finances and her kind heart is much torn because of the woes of her neighbour, Wendy. It is just like Roberta to underplay her own troubles and focus on helping someone else.
Thanked Ian J. for sending me several articles on a step pyramid scientists have just uncovered in Bosnia.
Thanked Romi for breaking his vacation this next Friday in order to help Gary with his computer and me with my office set-up. Romi said he would make tea and cookies, sweet man that he is. He reports having a great vacation so far.
Sent Mu a thoughtful letter concerning a book she is starting to write.

At that point, just one letter away from clearing the inbox completely, Jim called bath time and we tumbled with great thankfulness into the warm whirlpool that so delightfully eases our sore joints—we both have arthritic symptoms. We got out of the tub just in time to catch an episode of CSI on the tube. Gary came in from a hard day at cracker Barrel and we had a Gaia Meditation together and then a late supper, finding a Stargate episode on TV. We both started to doze in our chairs and so bid Gary good night and came upstairs for a final snuggle to end our day before saying farewell at about 11 PM.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Jim headed out for his day’s work early, hoping to mow ahead in case the threat of rain overnight and tomorrow materializes. After we shared the Morning Offering and Banishing Ritual, I came upstairs and started working with Paul J’s speech from Wooded Glen. I was able to finish that in the afternoon.

Ian and I had a conversation throughout the day on procedure for editing the channeling transcripts. I have used “track changes” in this editing for some years but we have now discovered that he does not precisely use that. The first thing he does is accept all changes. And I have never really liked using the feature because my eyesight is poor, especially the color vision and the astigmatism. The two combine to make seeing text, marked up with track changes, difficult for me.

So we agreed to do it differently from now on. I will change the original transcript without tracking the changes. Then I will send to Ian both the original and my edited version. It’s good to adjust this as we do this dance together quite frequently. I am thankful to have the procedure worked out better.

Dianne S., one of my favorite activists in the world, sent me an interesting tidbit. There is a telephone number one can call to get 411 information that is free. It is 1-800-FREE 411 or 1-800-373-3411. In the car especially I often have to resort to calling 411 and the charge is over a dollar now each time. This should help!

I sent his speech off to Paul J for his approval before I send it on to Jeremy for the Wooded Glen niche on B4. It is beginning to shape up! I got a note from Jon G. that he was sending the remaining WG speech transcripts to Paul C, who is waiting expectantly to transcribe the rest of them. That will be all of my discussions of the chakras and the two speeches by Maxine and Jim Pfefferkorn.

Unexpectedly I fell asleep in my Mama chair and lost a couple of work hours to snoozing. Papa encourages this habit, saying that my body knows when it needs rest. However I always feel like an idler when I do that!

Jim came home quite late again but flushed with victory and ready for the rest of the week, now that he is significantly ahead with his work. He, too, was weary and we dozed as much as we snuggled through the evening, enjoying a Gaia Meditation and a late supper with Gary. Gary had put in an admin day for L/L and reported getting a CD with all of our current link and niche information on it together to send to Jeremy. Start-up is a hard job and Jeremy has been working to start up the various aspects of B4 for some months now. It is coming along just great! Gary’s help makes it way more effective as Gary and Jeremy are old buddies and are able to swing along with the work in great mutual understanding. I am most thankful for them both.

We all said good night around 10 PM. Jim and I parted for the night about an hour later.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

What a glorious day! The leaves are all unfurling now, so tiny and perfect. They remind me of the way baby’s hands and feet look when they are newborn. It is hard to believe that all the details are so articulated and include all the parts when they are so very tiny. Soon the leaves will be under assault from the various insects that gnaw upon them during warm weather for food but today they are pristine and wonderfully untouched by life’s natural predation.

Jim headed out for a very full day of mowing after we did our Morning Offering. I came upstairs to look in the e-mail. There was, however, no note from Bruce, who is working with me on my Choice outline, so I knew this would not be a day for working on the Choice book.

I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and caught up with my Inbox. Ian and I finished our discussion of how to send my rough edit of L/L Research channeling transcripts to him. He wants me to send him my edited copy plus the original copy before mark-up as a set, rather than sending him a single version with my changes tracked. This is good news for me. I like that style of working much better than using the track changes feature.

I had gotten a call back from the woman who had experience with cancer and she offered me her information. So wrote my friend who has a diagnosis of cancer with the news that this book was available.

I sent Melissa the link to my UPI column on line and made a date with Dianne S. for a girlfriend lunch in May. I thanked Mark T. for sending me a copy of his fable, which you can find by going to his web site, (http://pw1.netcom.com/~mthorn/intrnmsn.htm). The fable is titled, “The Long Walk.” You can find it by scrolling down the titles available on the site.

I visited Rainbow Blossom, a local health food store which supposedly carries the recommended cancer cure book, which is titled The Cure for All Advanced Cancers and is by Hulda R. Clark. They were out of the book, so I got on Amazon.com and ordered it and another book on cancer by the same author for my friend. I think it is probably the single best source of information around for those dealing with cancer. It suggests that cancer is the result of the body’s dealing with liver flukes which propagate within the body and become toxic. Not all people react to the flukes. The ones who do, get cancer. It’s an interesting theory and Dr. Clark suggests an herbal regimen for removing the flukes and, thusly, the cancer.

To me this beats by a long shot the whole concept which allopathic medicine has of blasting the body with radiation and chemicals to kill the cancer, as that style of “healing” blasts the entire body with dangerously toxic radiation and substances when it is already challenged. That technique is a very blunt instrument compared to the herbal applications, which do no harm to the body as a whole, place no toxins in the body and avoid all radiation.

However it is probable that the root cure for cancer is the desire to live. Cancer is an exit mechanism. Were I to receive a diagnosis of cancer I would search my heart for the passion to live and serve. And then by golly I would take those herbs and get those liver flukes out of my system. I believe we all have those bugs in us, as they arrive in foods we normally eat.

The entire rest of the day was devoted to work on the Book of Days. Ian J, who will eventually produce this book, told me not to send him anything until I was entirely through working with it, as he does not want to work on the formatting and get the pages set the way he wants them, only to have to go back in and make my corrections. So I started from the beginning again, reading very carefully to find any remaining errata. I got the first 75 Days read and OK’d. I will continue working on this project an hour a day no matter what else I am doing, until it is complete.

Jim came in a bit early from his mowing day, very pleased with all he had done and ready for our trip downtown. We bathed and dressed in reception clothes and then ventured out to Vincenzo’s for Glenview Trusts’s annual thank you to its clients.

Don Elkins left me an inheritance when he died. I found Doris S. in 1984 and loved her attitude and her sweetness, and put the trust in her care. Jim and I have followed her through two banks and now her own Trust Company, where she is one of the Principals. She manages to combine a fierce love of money and the Market with an impeccable character and the kindest, gentlest personality in the world. Jim and I are devoted to her and she has taken good care of Don’s money, although the nature of the Market has changed radically and the Trust no longer supports us. It does, however, entitle us to an invitation to this soiree once a year. It was a wonderfully elegant affair with the entire restaurant taken over and a dazzling variety of viands and drinks to tempt the palate. Jim and I noshed our little hearts out and said hello to Doris and Sherry F., the lawyer who looks after Doris’s clients at Glenview.

Then Jim dropped me off at choir practice, where we worked mostly on the music for our concert in Washington, DC, while he came home and worked on Jim’s Lawn Service letters he wants to send out to his customers. We practiced hard at St. Luke’s and I got home very late, just in time for the Gaia Meditation, after which Jim and I had a bite to eat before climbing the stairs to an early bedtime.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

After the Morning Offering and the Banishing Ritual, Jim left with mowing on his mind and I came upstairs to find the e-mail from Bruce of his ideas for the reorganization of The Choice into a three volume set. I spent quite a bit of time with his letter. I found that his first volume uses the first three chapters of my present outline. The second book uses chapters four through six and the third volume, a workbook, uses chapter seven.

It may well be just the break-down which the book(s) need(s) in order to make the writing truly simple and straightforward for Joe and Molly Blow. It entails quite a bit of reorganization of the database for quotes. I sorted his ideas out as best I could and asked him to clarify the remaining areas of question for me. My goal here is to get a new outline which is complete, as far as including everything in my present one-book outline, over the three-book series and then fiddle the code on the database to reflect the new organization. It will be some work but I believe it will be worth it in order to create a better Law of One primer. I really wish to create a vehicle for making the Law of One concepts accessible for anybody who can read English. The national reading level is seventh grade and the national norm for education is high school. So that is my target for how to write this piece.

I accomplished this analysis and the response to Bruce by lunch time and for a treat, Jim was home! We enjoyed a sandwich together and Jim was off again for his afternoon jobs. Now that mowing season is here, there are few odd jobs for him. He gets on his riding mower and mows! I decided to work more on the Book of Days and by bath time I had thoroughly edited up through Day 120. It is good to see the maturing project coming along. I really like the format changes I have made—they point up the text very cleanly. Mostly I have un-capitalized words like holy and spirit and opened up the paragraphing quite a bit.

After Jim and I had enjoyed a leisurely whirlpool and bath, Steve F and Sandie S arrived for the Planet Light Worker channeling. We got started about 7 PM. Jim helped set up and it was the four of us for the circle. Their question was about the large numbers of deaths recently. Was there a metaphysical component to this? It was an interesting question and I look forward to editing the transcript and seeing exactly how they answered. The magazine deadline is Sunday so I expect I’ll get that transcript very quickly!

Steve and Sandie took me out for a lovely, late dinner while Jim worked on recipes and organized things at home. I always feel as though I have the sweeter deal when they treat me to wine and good food and Jim stays home, but the Mick genuinely prefers to keep the home fires burning, pat the kitties and enjoy his solitude. He offered the Gaia Meditation without me. I arrived back home a bit after ten and we came upstairs to end our evening with a chat and a good snuggle before saying good night around 11 PM.

Friday, April 28, 2006

I overslept and was barely able to wash up before time to descend to wake the Mick. Once finished with our snuggle he was eager to get to the day’s work and we had a brisk Morning Offering and Banishing Ritual before he and Gary manned the mowers for their biggest day. Everyone wants their lawn mown for the weekend’s partying around here.

None of the yards looks prettier than ours, however, as Gary cut it and Jim weed-ate and trimmed it up. The oak leaf hydrangea is now in full leaf, the ferns are up and the Rose of Sharon has pushed the old flowers from last year out and is starting new shoots. To make the day completely lovely, we had a balloon race as part of the Kentucky Derby Festival. Those denizens of the sky are such a great sight to see, sailing along with their bright colors and sweet, rounded shapes. Close up they sound like dragons!

Bruce had sent back a partial response to the e-mail I sent yesterday on the outline and I spent most of the morning working on a response to him that would motivate him to follow through on his thoughts. He left the outline for Books Two and Three of The Choice very vague. So I asked him for his take on the outline for those two volumes. It may be that he is swamped with other work, so it’s fine if he cannot do this, but his thoughts have been so helpful that I want to give him time to think and respond if he wishes. I told him I would put off further work on the book till Monday night. If he chooses to do the outline suggestions for which I asked over the weekend, however, I have hopes of our meeting and finalizing the new outline for all three books then. That would give me Tuesday to re-code the subject headings in the quotes database and Romi could make the global changes that sort the quotes out in their new order Tuesday night. Here’s hoping.

I decided to go downstairs and do some work on the filing system next, as Melissa wishes to reorganize the files for more efficient use. Jim and Gary blew in like a gale looking for lunch before I got far and I enjoyed a quick sandwich with them before they headed out and I got back to the analysis of our file folders. Surprisingly, this turned out to be a long job. It was almost 5 PM before I completed my analysis and wrote Gary and Melissa the chart of where the files should be sorted and what guidelines I would suggest. If you don’t file things well they get lost. And Melissa is the world’s best organizer. So it was time for me to do this. Carpe diem!

Ian had written to ask an editing question on a recent transcript and I sorted that out. Dianne asked to change our luncheon date as we’d inadvertently chosen the day before Derby and the tourists take over the city during that week. We re-scheduled for the next week.

I wrote Dana R to cheer her on. She has a cancer operation next week and will need to drive a long way to get to the hospital that does that procedure. In the midst of her difficult and challenging time, that sweet gal sent ME a get well card for my broken ankle. Dana is very special.

I practiced my music for the concert we’ll give in DC in May and worked on the recipes Jim picked for cooking on Saturday to get the quantities adjusted to our needs and put them in proper format. I have collected many recipes over the years and he goes in and picks out the ones he’d like to use. Often I have not worked further with the recipes. I like to change the ingredients to reflect a healthier life style as well as adjusting the measures of ingredients to make enough food for us for a week. I have hopes of making an L/L Research cook book some day. Of course my fertile brain abounds with good ideas. Getting them accomplished is the tougher part—the ideas are there!

Jim had brought up my summer clothes and I spent a bit of time working at organizing my closet before Jim called bath time. My ankle was paining me so we stayed upstairs, with cold peas to soothe my ankle, until time for the Gaia Meditation at 9 PM. I offered the prayer. Gary and Romi had spent the early evening working on Gary’s computer, not his L/L Research computer but his personal machine in his bedroom. They are rebuilding the whole thing. Waste not, want not! Romi keeps us all going here. They did not finish, and Romi will return tomorrow. Romi and Gary came up for a great conversation, tea and cookies after Jim and I had a late supper. The party broke up about 10:30 and Jim and I came upstairs for a luxuriously long snuggle, saying good night about midnight, saying “Ah, Friday!”

Saturday, April 29, 2006

This was a cake-baking Saturday for me, as St. Luke’s is having its picnic and barbecue after services today and the cake is a fund-raising ploy for the choir’s trip to Washington. So after Morning Offering I made a Lane Cake while Jim did his cooking and made a seven-layer salad for our contribution to the picnic food itself. The cake took me the morning to make—that filling has to be stirred forever - and put my poor ankle back a bit, but it’s certainly pretty although it tends to list to starboard, as my baking offerings usually do. They also usually taste good!

After a delightfully leisurely lunch with Mick I fell asleep in my chair and so much of the afternoon was personal time. I came upstairs when I awoke and edited the Planet Light Worker channeling and got that off, then caught up on snail mail and personal e-mail.

Good news from Ian! He contacted Mary Ann B, who drew the images for our What Is Love coloring book, and she sent him PDFs of each page, so he can put the coloring book up on site. It was most generous of her to do so as these are her original work and drawing illustrations and cartoons is how she makes her money. We did pay for these images initially, in 1984 when the coloring book was first published, but now the coloring book will be downloadable from the net, so it is really a new edition of the book and she volunteered the images at no charge. Mary Ann attended L/L Research meditations throughout the ‘70s and has been a personal friend for donkey’s years.

Selcan Teoman wrote from Turkey to say that she and her Law of One study group were upset to see an example somewhere of David W’s “channeling from Ra.” She said, “They do not seem to be the same source at all.” I applauded her for using her discrimination and encouraged her group to continue doing the same. I refuse to say anything judgmental about his or any other channel’s work other than to agree that the two “Ra’s” are quite different as sources.

It is always tempting, I think, to make one thing better and another worse. Yet whenever I see some channeling I think is particularly bad, someone will inevitably write in to say how much that particular channeling helped them. Different strokes for different folks and all that. So I just ask people to discriminate for themselves.

Gary worked a good deal for L/L doing admin work in the afternoon and reported that Jeremy, the web guy on B4, feels that I am sending mixed signals about developing B4. I shall need to ponder this point and converse with him on that. It seems to me that there needs to be a core of love for the Law of One in those to whom we would link.

Bath time came quite late, and after that, the Gaia Meditation and supper. Romi came over and finished creating Gary’s personal computer as well as straightening all the wires out up here in my office so that there is no longer the danger that I will trip over them while accessing the file drawers. Bless the one known as Roman! We all said good night around 11 PM and Jim and I came up and snuggled before parting for the night around midnight.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

The only business I attempted for L/L Research today was to try to make a label sheet for Kurt R, who wishes to be on the hard-copy send list for Light/Lines, as he is now in a nursing home and has no computer access. I am sorry to hear that he has been coaxed by time to leave his idyllic garden spot in British Columbia. He just lost his beloved wife last year and I suppose that was hard on him physically. He was an avid gardener on Gabriola Island and would send me lovely collections of garden pictures from time to time through the years. The attempt to print the labels failed three times. I should know, when I hear Romi say, “All three printers are working now,” that something is going to go wrong. The last three times he has announced that, disaster has struck.

Other than that, it was a day off for Mick and me. I sang a great church service and afterwards Mick and I attended the picnic and barbecue at St. Luke’s. My cake sold for $20 and all together the choir’s cake walk, which turned out to be an auction as it was raining, raised enough funds for one more person to have his/her expenses paid to DC. A good day for the choir!

Mick and I came back and watched not one but two movies, as it was a fifth Sunday which we take off. It makes a nice break for us in the nine months of constant weekly meetings. Three Sundays during that time are fifth Sundays, sort of like blue moons.

We saw Memoirs of a Geisha and the Ed Murrow biography which George Clooney directed and co-wrote. Both were excellent and it was a most enjoyable day off, finished by a Gaia Meditation with Jim offering the prayer and after we said good night to Gary, Tom Selleck’s TV movie, a good mystery whose title I do not recall. We said good night around 11 PM.

April, 2006

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