Have a wonderfully happy Mother’s Day today and enjoy the fruits of your labours! 🙂

Blessings and Peace!

Bursting through the bubble
It’s a load of double-trouble
Maneuvering to do
Exactly what we came here to;
So extrude the extraneous from you
And comply
And don’t cry
As you used to.
We are your Guide of you!
The celestial True Blue
In God’s Grace for you!
Be True Blue
And antiquated no more in you.

I have had a request from one of you as to how to work on healing the oil slick, so I connected, which was quite amazing, more than normal, to my etheric “Green Team”  for help. It was quite powerful! I was shown how to “steam clean” the area and atmosphere to release the toxic debris in the water and elsewhere connected to it. So, basically translated, it goes something like this…visualize a plug going into the base of the oil rig under the water where it is located. Then release the grease on the land and water. A Light beam which is green will spot the water.Then relinquishing Team will clean the water. Filter the dotted waters. Clean the water-spill it into a pot. Sodder/sauder it clean. The Green Team will filter and clean it and take it a mile above the Earth to disperse. Hence your Green Team will internally steam clean the area. Kinda like a clot, it will knot the toxins on the spot and cluster the knot caught internally. Then it will be caught up into the air and dispersed from there. Give a care! Take it away from there!

So, please, any additional energy to clear this space is appreciated by All! I did hear that the killer whales are affected, so send some prayers/Light their way. I have been working on implementing a circle of green Light around the area of the oil rig to keep them away from it and I sent a sound for them, so I hope that they hear it.

Seismically clear
We are infringed in our atmosphere
To peer
Through the lofty seer
To override
And not disguise
The tear
In the energy wall of fear.
Let’s get a grip, dear,
For our fear
Displaces the atmosphere
To hear
The calamity draw near
With fear
From our atmosphere.
Clear the fear;
It is a tidal bore
Know no more.
It is going to snore
Rather than roar.
After all, it is a bore!

We’re all a web of lies
With intermittent cries
About how our lives
Can be interwoven disguises
To heed the cries
And not despise
The little white lies
We circumcise
And the gale force winds can optimize
The lowly cries
And spies
Of filtering lies.
Good-byes!