New NASA x-ray image of Our Universe...
Another way to visualize the 13 days, or any 13-units, are as an energy field and map it on a 3-D vortex "donut" shape.
Vortex field "donut" diagram, for educational use.
The very center of the donut is the 13/1 transition point that rises up, curls out and down to the outside of the donut path to 7, then curls down then back up thru the center to the 13/1 transition point.
This explains how the energy field "reverses" as the path transits from and into the center area.
Stan Tenen discovered the "spiral on a donut vortex" pattern. See all his charts on his website HERE.
By combining two "flame letter" spiral patterns together, the vortex spiral pattern (shown above) is created.
Stan Tenen chart, for educational use.
Presented by Billy Carson at the2018Portal to Ascension Conference.
For more-information visit his website https://portaltoascension.org/
We are One, Love.
12 DOG Ok #90
Saturday ~ June 23, 2018
"Oakie" ~ the 12-year old border collie of my life, passed on this morning.
She graduated, from the cocoon (ka-coon = spirit vessel) we form, to more.
Going down for days, in the past dawn hours suddenly I felt her stillness, and drew near my love, my hand sensing her side, to find no breath...but then her head raised and she looked at me, and then all too fast turned away, laid her head to rest and began slowly breathing again.
I knew then, it was time, she wanted to go.
I departed her to the couch, and sat and prayed, and talked to her, and cried, pride & joy she entered into.
The Final path we all walk, throughout all time, All do, All return, having never left at all.
Her face appeared in front of me in my mind, in spirit youthful happiness, saying "Don't be sad...Be Happy! I'm FREE!"
I glanced at her form in the other room.
"That...is the past, love Now!" she pleaded, while beaming a grin of innocent joy, tongue panting with bliss...then faded.
I cried, and then silence, for a while.
Slowly rising, to my love, now still, her spirit gone...free
I fell to my knees and kissed her head, and screamed the wail of all deaths, and sobbed, and cried, then gathered together & rose.
I sat in the Sun with her later today, in that quiet perfect moment before dusk, and she was All The Rays, shining pure Beauty into my eyes.
In that peace & in reflections, she said to me softly:"Sing my song."... and these words come...
She hasn't left, she's just gone within us...deeper, sweeter, stronger...she is Love
Dogship & wet kissezz
The general design of the "Easter Island Heads" is so simple, reflecting symetry of the head and body.