How high can you go, to infinity, because it is already here. I am blocked. But a peep of light popped in.
Two new Nurses came by to see Richard. The Company felt like their services were not for Richard anymore, I guess. They said, he needs to be in Hospice. She told us about the program. Richard agreed, and I agreed.
They will not take his medicine away. An RN will come in once a week and a CNA can come in five days a week. On call twenty-four-seven. The supplies he needs. Plus a Chaplin for a visit or two.
I can have a five day respite. They will pick him up and take him to a facility. Just so, everyone knows Richard and I are not common law married. We are friends, even though we have lived here for over two decades.
Yeah, these last years have been the hardest. With me not being able to take care of my own health seriously. Two herniated disks. I wont mention all the other stuff.
Today Hospice is coming in to do the paper work. Lung specialist on the 31 of this month, with the results of my lung situation. Partial results anyway. My forty year old daughter is pregnant. The youngest of all the 18 grandkids, one in heaven, is five, and one great grandson 2.
Now I can figure out how I am supposed to finish my website, and have it up, and running for a few years after I am gone. I have always been a “I” writer, I this, I that. I heard the other night to change the “I,” to “We.”
We will overcome. We have faith, we have love, we have understanding, we have knowledge, we have courage. We have wisdom, we have strength, we have power.
We are in spirit, at all times. We are Spiritual Beings. We are finding our way back to the basics of life, love, liberty, and justice for all. For all time. January 2023 Wendy
To all my brothers, and sisters, in eternity, now and forever, right now. That means, everything that is at this time. “In the Holy Congregation of, “You are, and I am In Presence of Spirit in Conversations with the Lord.” since, 2009, “Sweet Mercies,”
To be free to capture spirit communication, is the ultimate. I want to be there again. engulfed with, and in Spirit, instead of the present circumstances. That is a major shift in this body’s health, and well being.
I have a pea size nodule, on the bottom left lung. Alright as I write, I am smoking one of my last cigarettes’. I am a freak. I did not care about the consequences. “in my own little corner.”
I have always known that if I get Covid any variant I will not make it. I wear a mask when I go out in Public. For as short as time as possible. My children, and grandchildren, none of them are up to date. Some have not been vaccinated, even though the severity. Unreal. We, have four Elderly, people in this house. With health issues.
Until the day I die I will wear two mask. in Public. Yuk, double yuk, there are still germs everywhere in the air. I double my masks and I wear a nose guard which is perfect. My nose does not get disturbed.
I do not trust anyone, I was talking to my neighbor after three years. She tells me, I have had covid for four days. I freaked, as soon as I could, I got my first test, because they gave me a lot of Doctor appointments to go through seeing it has been a couple of years since I did my yearly exams.
What can I do. Open up, and let the light shine on the darkened corners of our hearts. We all make choices. Thing is, when the Holy Spirit sparked the light in my heart, he gave me wings to fly to a higher awareness.
I had spurts over the years. In totality I had a lot of time, inpresenceofspirit.com. In a whole special way, it was always meant to be shared. Wendy
Well, I am going to tell anyone who reads what I am about to write.
In plain English. The site hit 403,871, 4000, in a twenty four hour period. Impressive, in a way. I have been reading while editing not absolutely all of them, because I have been through two hundred, which makes four hundred with the pages.
I wrote no-repeat, on the twentieth, and I input it, and Published it on the twenty first of December. Talk about memory lane. I have some projects with the writings. I must open up, and let this be free, free from any obstruction that will be left, as not completed works, because I won’t be here.
How can you know the depths of the heart of spirit, if you do not give yourself a chance. A chance to see for yourself when you visit. Whatever. It has 2,596,475, for this year 407,580 page views. Not everyone reads, and few come to the site. I can’t force myself to go Social.
As a twin, we shared most every thing. I have been sharing since the day I wrote it. When it was being written it was divine intervention. It flowed word for word. Nothing like that had ever come out of me. I was amazed once again it had to have the right name. Two months later. “In Presence of Spirit.”
Just so you know, I did not do the patch. I see the lung specialist on the fourth of January. He can put it on. I did it all myself, and I accept my responsibility.
I needed a rest, I could not force myself to work on the site. Something has to happen to open up to “In Presence of Spirit.com” My personal conversations with the Lord.
To the ones that read thank you, I know, “You are, and I am In Presence of Spirit.” God Bless Eternity Wendy December 25, 2022
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
wendy@inpresenceofspirit.com, has been deleted. I can not take it off the widgets are not working.
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 living with 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. 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 my sister’s 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 Spirit.com, 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. 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 straighten 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 get 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 inpresenceofspirit.com, 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.” me 1996
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