It has been a week yesterday, I left for South Padre Island by myself.

I rented a room at Padre South Hotel, room 415, with two balconies, the one facing the ocean is my favorite.

89 dollars a night, at the time, I had to say yes, I am so glad I was not stingy with myself. First time to stay at a Hotel, it was now or never. Thirty hours, including the drive, was worth it. Wendy, has been deleted. I can not take it off the widgets are not working.

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell


 Wow, brother flying in from California today.

These light would appear. I had fun.

I get to pick him up, he used to rent cars. Not anymore, cuz he bought the home, one.

    The stress in my life, I want to abandoned my life again.

    Although this time. Richard is going to get a full time, care giver. Until, the Dr. steps in. Twenty two years of my life, I have been his right, and left hand servant. I refuse to call myself his provider, caregiver, I call myself his friend.

    Come on, only Wendy would take away all independence from her self. Well, I am ready to spread my wings and fly. I am out of here, my twin was the first to know.

    Yeah, I drove to the races by myself last Saturday. I did not stay till the end. I get tired when I drive the F-150 2000. I am taking off to San Antonio in it. I am not  afraid of it anymore, when I drive it. It has been 27 years since I stayed with my twin. 

    It is November 5, 2022 4:59 am. The  Doctor’s Assistant is going to see Richard on Monday.

    I do not know what to do anymore. He has always been frail. I thank God he took the fear away from me of taking care of a severely handicapped person for 22 years. 

    I was out of here . Then bam, my brother reacted, threatened to take my room away. I felt threatened of my little territory that has been my own for only a year.

    I can not leave. God said, no Wendy not yet. How would I maintain myself. Richard has put a roof over my head for 20, then he sold it. 

    It is not his anymore, or mine, even though. It is my brother’s. My Daddy, we clash a bit, my older sister spends time with him. 

    My twin was over, she left yesterday, three or four nights, with two large cats. Peanut could not come in. My little dog, she never grew. Chihuahua. The female cat, kept biting her feet when she had to get up. She got me a few times. 

    It is still to hot to go anywhere. I need to at least take my brother up on two days, and two nights. 48 hours off since the last time he was here. He is leaving on Friday. 

     My courage is not what it used to be. I have gotten used to driving my Son’s Monster Truck. Ford F150 2000, might be old but he roars. 

    My Son in law that really isn’t my legal one, said, Miss Wendy, he calls me that all the time. That truck is a Man’s Truck. I laughed. 

    Well, it is what my Son left me not his Father. I will go to a safe place on the Island. I do not know. Mike you want to go with me. That is funny. 

    OMG, 27 years. Dude, me, get over it. The spirits were together in the spurts of spiritual essence in Spirit with the Lord.

    He guided me through the darkest hour of my soul, and gave me words to write, to share, in presence of spirit, because I Am, in all the writings, in Spirit with anyone who reads any of it.

    The I Am totally, In Presence of Spirit. I want to be there again. What has been written is meant to be shared. Opened up so, more than thousands of people read it but millions. 

    I have 18 grandchildren, one in heaven, one great grand son. My two daughters, my Son’s significant other’s, with children.

    How can I help them hiding in the web. Not being open, and receptive to what is going on in our lifes right now. 

    I believe, In Presence of, is meant for more people. I do not know what to do. So I am piddling, and paddling, in, not doing but what is essential in the daily life of me assisting Richard with Cerebral Palsy, not 24/7, at 80.

    I can not tell you how many times I have woke the man up asking him if he is okay. Probably thousands. Twenty two years is a long time. 

    Well, what the PA, is going to see is Richard, completely bed ridden. I am not able to transfer, not even into a wheel chair. He has atrophied since he was born.

    He has not walked in two years. His body, is atrophied, serious, can not bend his arms, his finger are barely working. His back, and legs do not bend, his legs do not open an inch.

    It is technique to maneuver him. I could teach but I have no credentials. He could not do it without me, and I could not do it with out him. All the years.

    My back hurts. Routine, “day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year, time never ending but standing still.”

    Now, it is a whole different ball game. I learned how to do what I do from my first patient from the Nursing Home. He had Polio, he was quite small.

    But the great thing is that I never forgot. So, I know what to do, and know how do it,  everyday, and night. 

    I do not know how to be a free bird anymore. A path I chose, but none-the-less, what do I do?

    I keep my writings on-line because I have to share. I worked for 27 years on my project, and at one point in time I will have to close. 

    But until then there is not a day that, I do not think of In Presence of Spirit, and what I am supposed to do with it other than share it.

    I can not communicate with anyone. I never have. That is why I am not on full fledged Social. It is here, and there but not every where. 

    Millions do not even know it exists. This is entirely my fault. I wanted to share my way. Not many come to my site. It is on the updates the writing gets views. I am not embarrassed, when I do work on it, it gets a lot of views.

    There were 31,000 views in October, I barely worked on it. Yesterday, it was at 377,037 page views for the year. 

    This page hit a thousand thirty seven words. Not all from this morning actually 6:56 am. I feel a change in the air. I have to follow through. 

    If I do not do it. No one else is, ha, ha. My hearts desire written on, six hundred, and four writings, a few more pages. I can not figure that one out yet. 

    Essentially, this is a gift to you, and yours and from, you and yours to put an end to the pain, and peace to our souls.

    Now, how can I say that, this was to my husband of my youth initially, but it is for every one, that needs to know, Christ is alive in our hearts, and all we have to do is, I need you to bring me back to the I of me that is one in presence of spirit with you Lord. I love you. Wendy

© 2022 by Wendy Yvette Greenwell


To you who have read some of the writings of,

My favorite tree

I know that you are, in presence of spirit, in the Spirit of humanity, one in Spirit, one in the Lord. Everyone at the same time.

    If it was not for my, “In Presence of Spirit.” I would have had a horrible time. I have lost that inspiration. I do not know how to get back to the study, and pure essence of the whole situation it all came to be.

    Hold fast my love for you. I wrote for all the love in the World. No one left out. To share my personal letters with the Lord God Almighty. I wrote, it is obvious, I was not by myself.

    I long to be in presence of spirit. I had to take a rest. I was drained. I asked for help none came because they do not believe my writings need to be shared with the World.

    I am doing it still, because the messages need to be found by any one who needs a little or a lot of time, “In Presence of Spirit.” I still believe this.

    So, I can go through the rest, and see if I can find some courage to finish the year 2022, so I can give it an end. Wendy Yvette Greenwell

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell


We are one in spirit in our conversations.

I had so much fun taking photo’s that night.

We can do it. Presence, spirit, love, heart, conversation, communication.

    First, I through diligent study wrote these documents. Each piece has it’s own identity. Then I share them to the World.

    It is what it is, a gift to you, and yours, and from you, and yours, to put an end to the pain, and peace to our souls.

    It matters! They are all beautiful writings. They are not gibberish. If it is just for me so, be it. I am sharing anyway. They are A-Okay with me.

    Something I had to do. All of it. It is big, huge, gigantic, it really is. Only a little over 2,500,000 pages views since I started on December 13, 2013 to date. September 25, 2022.

    “We all will overcome by the blood of Jesus the Christ. Who is, and ever shall be World with no end. Lord bring your light to the inner parts of every one’s voyage, and let’s bring in the Celebration, of “The Father of All Mankind.” God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. God is in everything. We will see what is up on this my plight to the light that has enlighten the cosmos.

     All of my Posts are my personal conversations with the Lord. I am sharing with the World. They are for anyone who passes by this Website. Or update. Still not Social.

    I am still by myself in this, and I can not push some buttons. At the least I am not deleting some personal stuff. Some times, I freak, but I had to Publish, all of what I have Published.

I took some time away from the Computer. I finally have my room the way it is most comfortable. My youngest daughter is sleeping here tonight, with a mask on. It is good to have her here with me. Back to the writing.

    It is what it is. Put, an effort. You gave the effort, and God will take you out of darkness into the light of the ever presence.

    Realizing, I am talking to myself, Hello, but because I am this present day writer coming out of the dark. I am talking to the I am, me that makes it Universal omnipresent, present tense, right here, right now.

    Show me Lord, what I need to do to make it more accessible. Oh Lord help! I am having a conversation in Spirit, in the oneness in Christ Consciousness. The present moment of now. Right now from here in eternity. Wendy

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell


It has been forever, and a day since I sat down in the back yard.

Night Photo’s with no rain

Before the freeze, that wiped out all the Norfolk Island Pines. The remanence are still standing, they should cut them all down. They are a hazard.

    It has gotten to the point of no return. On issues that are declared law. It is up to the States to pass laws for the afflicted in extreme conditions. Which is rape, incest, tube pregnancies, life or death situations.

    Here is where you protect the Women, of all ages. No female left out. Now is the time to stop playing with the males, not caring to control their release, because to them that is all it is.

    Why haven’t they made a oral contraceptive for the Men? Why only the Women?

    I had a spark of light lets in my being when the verdict of The Supreme Court, came out. It’s time for the Women to take control, and let them jack off.

    It is not about sex, and drugs, and alcohol, and fun in all the wrong places. It is going back to the innocence of our babies, our families, our heritage.

    The Supreme Court of The United States, has taken their stand. No more legal murders. That is exactly what Abortion is. Life starts at conception. The days of Roe vs Wade, are gone with the wind.

    You are wasting precious energy being mad about The Supreme Court’s decision. Make the Laws, protecting extreme cases of pregnancy.

    Make the Wellness Centers for the Women, and the Children. Make it accessible for all Women who need help in their nine months of need, and after, as well, and give them the options to adopt or keep them.

    No one is left out. Everyone of them are going to be here, not gone forever. Seventy million never got the chance, because that one woman’s circumstances.

    It has been three months, my sister has been here, broke her knee cap in half. Surgery twenty days later. Next week, she will be going home. Sharing is caring. I am tired.

    No more get up, and go just for sex. No it has to be earned. Not as payment, as love, as friendship, as partners. No more free bees, just to get your rocks off. You are hurting Women, and then you go onto another, if not sooner, than later.

    No trust, no love, no understanding, no courage, no patience, no wisdom, caught in a bodily figment of sex being love, every thing after is messed up. Sex is over, and you go on your marry way, then what happens, you shun your responsibility after which you move onto the next. Just for the fun of it. Chalk another one up.

    Who are we? Spiritual or Flesh? We are both. We need to tap into it. My scars did not go away when I was absolved all those years ago. Every time I went I confessed the same sin, that and my cussing.

    The beginning of my writing the extensions to, “In Presence of Spirit.” I blurted out, and “the two who were inappropriately terminated of life which left me in darkness to the light!”

    “I suffered the repercussions of a master piece manipulator at my gate to finish off the realm of abominations, and to put, and end to it through Jesus Christ our Savior, our Redeemer, our Deliver, our benefit into the Glory of God is a generational cleansing to a oneness in truth.”

     Cut the ties to the past. Fight against the cause, eradicate the barriers. Make a contraceptive for men. They are the ones that get the women pregnant. Hit and miss.

    I think is affects more Men. You PLAY, you pay the whole price. No more games, no more lying, no more cheating, no more. When you play, you play for keeps. Or you pay the price. Be responsible to your respective.

    If you are ready to make a family at 15, 16, 17, 18. I know, all three of my teenagers had their babies. 18 to be exact. One great grandchild, one in heaven. None of it was easy. First one 15, then three by three, they were born, it was always a reminder of the loss I suffered. The inner pain, I felt was relieved when I accepted Jesus Christ, in totality.

    The Lord, is the reason, I wrote, Heavy Heart, to In Presence of Spirit, then to all the extensions was, an incredible experience. There is not anything I want to take out.

    Even though the boldness in my writing is over the top, it is imperative, that I continue so, I can give it, it’s end. Change from darkness to the light. Stand up for your rights. Absolutely make sure you are, and he is protected in every way. Forget the spontaneity of the act.

    Think of the consequences, and there is no easy way out. Give your love, admiration to the Lord, and ask him to show you out of darkness into the light.

    Open up, and let the light shine on all the conceptions in the World, in the United States and make room for “Safe Haven’s for the transitional year after the last fight with yourself.” 

    The Supreme Court has saved the fetus for the purpose of cleaning up our Universal Rights. All the conceptions in the United States.

    Get the laws written to protect the innocent. Pass on through, fast as you can. Play time is over, this is serious. This way, Life starts at conception the way it has always been. Even though that person changed the Law. If that is Women’s Liberation, it really sucked. It gave more control to the man.

    Love is love, sex is sex, caring is sharing, as one, but how does one get to that.

    How about the disrespect, you get after. You have to feed them, and be their servant, you are left in the dark, while they have their life, and we isolate with our children. To many manipulator’s out there. It’s time for every one to have responsibility, for their actions, instead of some Abortion Clinic deleting the existence of the next generation.

    My Son has been gone, thirty three months. Nothing is the same without him. Nothing was ever the same after, I was a shell of a person.

    My pain was so deep, I do not deserve my physical one true love, to this day. He is not out there. I am still tainted even though I was absolved in the Catholic Church.

    Forty four years, and I have not gotten over it. Just tell them NO! Save yourselves from being used, and abused. Make them care, and share. Instead of shake, and bake and wham bam thank you.

    Give yourselves through Jesus Christ to God, and he will take care of everyone of us. Lets lift our hearts, and minds up to the heavens, and bring back the true beautiful aspects of life. For our children, for the families, for the Universal Rights of every conception. July 2, 2022 Wendy

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell


Well, we will be fine.

Just a Moon Photo

We can do it! Yes we can! I can do it, finish this off. The whole extensions of it, everything in order.

    We can, and we will overcome by the love of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. One in Spirit, altogether, no one left out. At most, in the bubble of our Unities, “In Presence of Spirit,” In Presence of the Holy Spirit.

    While the pieces are being put back together from long ago, and far away. My innocence shattered in a million pieces, inner turmoil, with gut wrenching pain.

    I have not felt that pain since I accepted in complete totality, Jesus Christ as my personal Savior. This is a gift from God. It is a burden to feel, the weight in your inner being. The clearing, and the cleansing out the cob-webs, has begun.

    It is the process you flow through without outside interferences. You are guided out of the darkened corners of your entire being. Inside, outside, round about.

    In every dimension of existence, as above, so below, at the same time. In every direction, height, depth, width, length of our individual existence.

    Who knows what tomorrow will bring. Prayerfully regeneration for the Unity of Our, Collective, One in Christ Consciousness.

    No one left out, for all Centuries, and generations, and all time, since the first day of existence, we are one in Spirit. Even though we may not understand we are, In Presence of Spirit, everyone of us, always and forever.

    Help me, guide me, ignite the light of spiritual upliftment in my soul. Lord Jesus Christ, open my heart, and soul to understanding, help me come into the I am of me that will overcome the obstacles that has closed myself off to happiness. Wendy

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell



My, hit 56,833 page views for this month.

Night fog photo's
I used to love foggy nights.

It is the most viewed because I am making changes, and adding code. I am a developer, that is behind in the times.

    My simple SEO, required me to shorten the main name of my website, then I had to shorten the names on many posts, making pages on them, so they doubled. This is why I have more pages, then posts, right now. 

    Now, that I know, the reason, I will go back to it another time. This month is the highest month in views, not Website views, updates, and posts, and pages.

    I have not fully opened this site, to Social. For whatever reason I have, so be it. The analytics are not working yet. Last time I looked no, so I am just going to finish this up. Posts, Pages, taking off the extra photo’s, so it is lighter. I loved the Featured Photo’s, I had to take them off.

    Help Lord, that is what a Preacher said to say, “Help Jesus.” The other woman, said to pray like that also. I do not understand that. Even though I am not able to pray, and have conversations in spirit. I still think it is so much more than, “Help Jesus.”

    I feel displaced. I do not mind sharing my room with my sister. My desks, wall unit, dresser, and book shelves, are here. The displacement is the fact that it does not feel like home anymore.

    I was left with not one, but four other people relying on me. Two bed bound, I want to cry, just a little water. I just put my medicine in my eyes, they burn, that is how I know it is working. Weird huh.

    I have to drive my sister across town, South side. I used to only go once every six months. Now, today will be six times in six months.

    Piddle paddle. At least Dad is not getting on latter’s anymore. This is not going anywhere. So, this years total is 208,172, changing in a couple of hours. Bringing the all time to the site, 2,397,067 page views. As we know I did not know how important the pages were. I thought it was the posts.

    I still have Posts to Publish. I do not have time, editing, 600 posts, and adding the pages, is a process. One by one. Now to go back when I have already completed 360, in record time.

    When I do not touch the computer, it gets less than 200 views. The highest one this month was 5,600 views in one twenty four hour period. All in all, it is a great month.

    I could not have made it this far, with all my writings, if it was not meant to be. It is, and it is all right here. So weird, how it can put 600 hundred personal posts and pages on one page. Well, that was the cue, page not post, to reiterate.

    I had a dream of my first love, I woke up, came in, and told my twin, and I started crying, the dream was, “that he hates me.” Wow, forty six years ago. Now that is weird.

    I am not following any thing about news accept for Johnny Depp. I am months behind on that. It is almost over. Good tidings of recovery for you, Mr. Depp.

    I felt like writing, and letting you know what I am doing with the site. I know that I want to wrap it up, this year, for some reason. Maybe because it is an even year. I have no idea. I have said for many years, that I was finished. Although this time, I am not writing, like I used to be able to.

    So, with all this God Bless the Universe, Space, the Cosmos, all our brothers, and sisters from here to kingdom come, with the presence of the Holy Spirit. Wendy

© 2022 Wendy Yvette Greenwell

A Journey from darkness to the light.