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SPIRIT UNITY

“Oh yeah, what better name.”

My favorite plants

Normally, I hide in the past, with the pages, I wrote, through out, all the years. Lately it is different. Only in Spirit, I am bold. I can not take it back. The words, I wrote, write, all the Publications.

    What am I supposed to do Lord, with all our conversations in, “Spirit Unity.” I heard recently, “God is our One True Love.” I was universally united in spirit in my writing, in spurts.

    It is what I needed, and wanted to do. Years later fifteen years, I started sharing on the internet. I had an accident with the brain of a stereo, fell off the shelf, and hit me under my right eye. That is when I drafted the website.

    I could not stop Publishing, I felt the need to share. Who am I? Everyone’s sister in Christ Consciousness.

    March 6, 2023, It has been a few days since I Published, Mike 2. I can not believe my boldness sometimes. It is every thing I needed him to know. I am laughing, sorta. Who does this?

    He was an important part, I will not leave him out. It was the activation, and I felt it open up the circuits of my preservation of “me, myself, and I,”  which is all in one.” We, are We, always, and forever more and then some.

    1:51 am twelve hours before I go to my Lung Doctor. I have been through so much.  My girls, all the grandchildren, seven without their Dad. Not to forget the 19th on the way. 20, one great grand child.

    I panicked and told the RN that I do not want to do this anymore. I have been crying more than I have in decades. My Son’s pup, he gave me passed away yesterday. I will never get another animal.

    I need a break, a retreat, a respite, five days is not enough. I told the RN if I leave for five days, I am not coming back. Is it really fair.

    I did it for my friend. I do not want to watch him pass. I am tired does any one get it. Now, I will see what’s in my lung, then he will tell me what needs to be done. This is going to be interesting. I will probably tell you.

    It has been since the eighth of February at two am that I smoked my last cigarette. Hospital at one pm. The investigation experiment, exploration, in my lung. They started at 4:30 pm.  There was something stuck in my air waves, they sucked it out.

    Then off to find that one and a half centimeter nodgel. A pin prick enough to analyze, and give me the results, yesterday at 1:40 pm. Benign, another cat scan in six weeks, twenty one days, I have not had a cigarette.

     I put myself on the patch the night I got home. The gum was not helping, withdrawal was not going to happen. So I finally put my first patch on, Step One 21 mg of nicotine, in a twenty four hour period.

    Today is twenty one patches. “today 31, oh wow what a difference, I have not smoked since the exploration of my lungs. Two and a half years something was stuck in my air waves. “Hour over, patch time. Break!”

3/13/23, The computer froze, and so I left it, until now. I feel I need to finish it, and Publish it. So here it goes.

    One night, my sis and I went to the neighbor hood Wal-Mart, I did not feel right, so, we finished up, put stuff in the car, left to go to my soda store, looked around no wallet.

    Back to Wal-Mart, and I get out of the car, and a man in a white Van told me he took it to the office. I thanked him, virtual hug, and blew a kiss with both hands. Everything was in it. So when I got home I told my Dad and he got his mini locks, so I have it locked into my purse now.

    The patch had fallen off, and I was having nicotine withdrawals. When I realized I put another one on and I was okay as I can be under these circumstances.

    All of them, including, not limited, in one shape, or form of my entire writing, and Publishing, “In Presence of Spirit.com.”

    June 17, 2023: I Published my personal conversations with the Lord, because I felt I needed to share, from the beginning, “In Presence of Spirit.” So, December 13, 2013, I opened this website, all at once.

     I started Publishing October 2011, on blogger. It is drafted. I looked through the months and years, on this website on my phone a couple of hours ago. For the first time in months. I have not Published since January of this year.

    I need to say, that my times, “In Presence of Spirit,” saved me through all the years. Everything I wrote, was in spirit, not without. I shared with anyone that might find it. I felt I had to. No one could stop me.

    Even though I did not write about the specifics of my situation, I was praying to the Lord, for comfort through the rockiest years of my life with my teenagers, their significant others, and all my grandchildren. None of it was easy. In a couple of weeks or less, my oldest daughter, 40, will be having my nineteenth grandchild, a girl.

    7/27/2023, The baby is here, last week. She is beautiful, tiny. I still do not know what to do with my website. I edited less than ten a while ago, I read them. I can not take them back. To me, they are inpresenceofspirit.com. Wendy

© 2023 inpresenceofspirit.com Wendy Yvette Greenwell

SO LOW

2,473, so, low, how low can you go, the website.

How high can you go, to infinity, because it is already here. I am blocked. But a peep of light popped in.

Something different then the norm

    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

© 2023 inpresenceofspirit.com Wendy Yvette Greenwell

OPEN UP THE HEAVENS

I need to pray

I took thousands of photo’s in the rain, drizzle, fog, not anymore.

for the way to open up the heavens again. In myself, for the purification of the entire Now. Right now, in yesterdays, tomorrows. Right now, I long to be in communication in Spirit, with everyone at the same time.

    Being here or not, in all other Galaxies, the whole Cosmos, the whole of the entire every thing seen and unseen. In actuality, We Are! We are all here right here, right now. We are all in presence of spirit, at the same time. No matter here or there.

    Yes, it is up in the heavens, it is meant to mend  broken hearts. It is a break away from the norm. If you read in the I am of you, and not me, you would have more understanding.

    Never for myself alone, I knew this from the 1996 beginning, “Knowledge.” Spent January 1996, to January 17, 2023, Twenty seven years with my personal conversation with the Lord.

    Always knowing I was going to share from the beginning. Just by writing, I was sharing in Spirit, to you. Everyone here, there, and everywhere. That is my spontaneous spiritual nature that needs to be fully activated. I need help.

    We were exposed to asbestos in the big house. 1988-December 29, 1995. I drilled a hole to hang a hanging basket, no mask, oh me, oh my. I fell off the face of the earth. Four days before my youngest daughters tenth birthday. They did not want to go to the shelter with me. I was total burn out, besides I had some writing to do.

    From beginning to end, and end to beginning. Physically by myself, Spiritually the Holy Congregation of our Lord God Almighty in the Spirit of One God the Father, One God the Son, and One God the Holy Spirit.

    The Trinity of Union of Divine Mercy. My writings are not written in vain. They are guided by the light of love for all eternity. All of them are, In Presence of Spirit, one in spirit, one in the Lord, which makes them yours, mine and ours’s. Even if you do not understand.

    I need to open up, and let the light shine through the pages of the writings of inpresenceofspirit.com. Looking past my present circumstances. I need to finish this off. Who knows, how long, God knows. Wendy

© 2023- 2024 inpresenceofspirit.com Wendy Yvette Greenwell

THIRTY HOUR RESPITE

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.

© 2022 inpresenceofspirit.com Wendy Yvette Greenwell

SPREAD MY WINGS

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 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

© 2022 inpresenceofspirit.com by Wendy Yvette Greenwell