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I guess we should identify what we need to get rid of when we want to unshackle ourselves from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD.) That is, the things we need to emotionally throw over-board in order to be able to steer our spiritual ship steady. I was reminded of this analogy when reading about how the Apostle Paul was on his prison ship going to Rome when the ship got in a storm.
Each experience that we survive through brings a solid skill. We need to celebrate that PTSD only wounded us, but did not kill! The battle over our minds is the stronghold of the evil enemy. Let us beware of thoughts that negate love, while filled with envy. We must remember that Creator gave us a free-will, and shall not interfere. He will use our bad choices, only not sin to put His glory into gear. Genesis 50:20 puts this meaning into reverse as, “you meant evil against me.” Such is revealed when contemplating on how the Great Father meant it for good, you see.
Have you ever thought about how Mother Earth was feeling? Well, she shows just that through mirroring our negative emotions that have collectively caused all sorts of catastrophic pain. If you visualize connecting to her crystalline core heart deep within the center of her spirit (who is called by Gaia) you may just find out how she is hurting.
There are light, gray clouds in the sky (that really effect the soul.) They are not really clouds at all, but dark forces with an evil goal! Such awful covering over the blue sky binds those with PTSD, too. One cannot reach the coat of joyfulness while grayness dampens through. The news media focuses on negative events that they skew. Many such reporters, quite frankly, do not have credence, or a clue. This is so wide spread in throughout the world, yet people do not see. Such are too tired, stressed, and busy to worry what the future might be.
Let us take an imaginary, hypothetical journey together, you see. Actually, this is something that is really happening to me. Although, if it could happen to myself the circumstances could be yours, too. It involves looking down on our everyday lives, examining what keeps us blue. This will take a little time for the imagery to take form in each individual mind. Let us propose that we were born with a preset, contract of a particular kind. Those of us who have traveled life’s journey more than once will be more aware.r
Think earnestly, even if our life’s PTSD experience has taught us to be mean. To continue to mistreat others this way, we only allow misery to glean. By persisting to act out old behavior, we deprive ourselves, too. Instead of moving forward, we endorse what has made us blue! We react to being threatened with misdirected anger to new situations. As we apply old, unspoken rules life endures with complications. With this kind of malicious thinking we become frozen in our past. The little successes we struggled to make (most certainly) do not last.
What a strange concept, that seems to pull away from reality. It will make more sense, if we connect PTSD to emotions of carnality. Okay, let us give these emotions a face describing the following list. The carnal man or woman connects to fear, anger, worry, stress, and lust. In reference to such connections we with PTSD disconnect with Spirit. We may be stretching our mind forward (with great therapeutic effort.) There are several kinds of services to try to get our minds filled with some peace. The truth is that, if we do not connect to the Spirit of peace, we have no release.r
We should beware of merchants offering their goods for free. Examine their motives, with strings attached, for healing PTSD. Satan, and his demons are a type of merchant with strings, too. He may suggest taking the easy way out in suicide, which is true. Doctors, and therapists may make referrals for insurance to pay. Their advice may be full of fluff, without substance, per say. Speaking from my own traumatic experience, healing takes time. It took years for me to be ready to face my issues in Divine rhyme! The difference is that there were not professional people to help.r
The song with words, “Should old acquaintance be forgot” applies here. Those of us with PTSD need to do so in order for healing to truly adhere. New Year’s day is anytime we begin to reflect on how we can smother sorrow. For instance, “What can we get rid of today to proliferate a better tomorrow?” A good habit to use is what we learned in language class at grade school. Reflecting on asking ourselves the, “Who, what, when, where, why” thought tool. All of the above five can mirror the “old acquaintance to be forgotten,” you see.r
It started with a dream showing letters written to me. The angels were spelling the word “Kyron”, you see. It did not make any sense to combine the letters this way. Then the thought came to look it up on the Internet one day. At first a gentle speaking man appeared with that name, so I watched him three times. Even though he caught my attention at first, another channel rang my chimes! The first man I realized after listening was not really giving much information. It was only when I watched the other (who is a woman speaking contemplation.)
This particular Crop Circle translation https://www.caeayaron.com/Controlling-the-grids-with-thoughts.html done from Metatron of Magnetic Forces, Magnetic Services through our own Divine Love Element, Universal Light Grid Programmer and Crop Circle translator, Suzanna Maria really has a significant message for communicating with those we wish to encourage to get Activated through Caeayaron and Suzanna Maria Emmanuel (whose website is, www.Caeayaron.com ).
This titled message is not just for those of us going through PTSD. It is time to recognize the signs Creator has given to you, and me. Scripture coincides these signs called, “Trumpets” in the book of Revelation. The book of Daniel eerily gives the same reference coordination. How awesome Creator is, was, and will be forever more with insight! He is timeless, where He knows our beginnings, and ending plight. Too bad that our world has come to this final state of judgement. The beginning stage of sorrows will culminate like birth-pains sent.
What we with PTSD need to consider for healing is a seasonal, changing strategy. Without a constant attention to where we are, our progress becomes a tragedy! The things like protective mechanisms may no longer be advantageous. Those emotions of anger, and fear prevented us from becoming courageous. Part of our emotional, self-overhaul comes from our internal perspective, too. Perhaps, we may feel we have gotten on in age for a dream to come true. This proliferates becoming bitter, and jealous of other people’s accomplishments.r
This is in response to a letter from a college asking for monetary ‘help’ for the Native American people that the President of that college is in charge of. As a Star Sacred World Healer, Universal Love Teacher, and Magnetically Attuned Healer by the Great Mountain of Light, Caeayaron I prefer to address the potential of those you are seeking assistance for, rather than the lack of. You can view this video that explains this at, https://www.caeayaron.com/channeling-video/dark-agenda--time-running-out-for-nature-and-you/rnr
Let us start by identifying just who is the Great Father, okay? He is the Creator or the Great I AM that has been hidden away. You may wonder at this statement as to who hid who in disguise. The answer is the god of this world is not the Great Father in the skies. That tiny entity acts like the Coo Coo bird by putting his eggs in another nest! He steals others life force energy that is pure light, and should be under arrest. Out of envy he abused the sacred trust he was given to guard the people, too. This one corroborated with the darkest force, and has a nick name for a clue.r
I feel it is an honor and a privilege to have a daughter or more. The more the better (within reason) to adore! As a mother of two daughters, I recollect and reflect on happiness. I try not to think about having to clean their rooms from an unkept mess. Fond is the memory of each one’s birth as their toes were counted from one to ten. Visitors were ward off from coming too close, like an anxious mother hen. Long were the nights kept rocking and nursing at regular intervals, too. Try not to remember those sleepless nights that made us blue.