“Oh yeah, what better name.”
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
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