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
about my Publications. She said, “I once said, that it will help the Universe.” I would say, if you wrote a book, I would read it. Yeah, right me, yes, no one of them want to write.
I had to keep to myself, because mortally I am withdrawn, isolated myself, all the responsibilities, for the friendship of it all. My 40, and 37, year old daughters, all eighteen grand children, one in heaven, one great grandson. The ex-wife, and two other significant others of my Son’s, baby mommas.
So, back to my twin. I told her if the site were’ to go Social complete. I would have to do it in the next few days. She says, “but people would be able to read it. Yeah, and what about the comments. Yeah, well. I can not combat anything I have written or take it out.
I told her I love all my writings, and I am not embarrassed. But still who am I. A friend to the World, to the Universe, Multi-Universe, every dimension, The Cosmos, the multitudes of Galaxies. The every thing that is, is God’s, with all of us.
Twenty seven years, since my departure, my abandonment. On the twentieth of January 1996, I started writing. I do not know how to end it. So I keep it open, it is in heaven, and on earth.
It is love united, as one in spirit, one in the Lord, for eternity. The words of this website, will never die. It is my personal conversations with the Lord. It is a treasure house of spirit communication. I do reflect on the times I spent, in presence of spirit.
This must go out to the World. I am weary. I have the Lord to back me up, but no human person has touched my writings. Yes, all done by me. Massive amounts of data, I have Published, without no contact.
My conversations are from the past. We are all, one in presence of spirit. I shared 610, personal conversations I had, in presence of spirit, with anyone who stops, and reads it.
Now, is the time I must force myself to get all the accounts. I have to look past myself again, and send it out to the World. I delete, not on my website. I freak that is why this website has been silent, so to speak. Few have found it. 10,555 views since it hit 400,000 page views. Bringing the total to 2,599,450 since December 13, 2013. That is not a drop in the bucket.
It is significant to me. Sharing is caring. Always, and forever meant to be shared. I believe this in Eternity. What do I do? Waller or get this show on the road.
Maybe some, will understand. The heart know what is written is, in presence of spirit. It is a gift of thanksgiving of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. In faith of the Unities of our eternal existence. December 29, 2022
December 30, 2022, I was full of Publications at the first of the year. Publishing for the first time with no actual dates, 2022, it was out of the ordinary, for me in every since of the word.
Then the responsibility, as family, and friend, I worked on it, and I had fun. That was then, now is now. The site had not made 400,000, in several years. This year was the biggest, anyway round about. The writings of 2022 are from 1996 to 2022.
Pieces put together to become the whole of 2022 writing, Publications. From the past, future, and now. No matter when I wrote them. They mean the same thing, which means they were written in the present. Which is now, at all time.
The precious times I have “In Presence of Spirit,” was for all of us. No one left out. No how, no way, could I have come up with this website without the Presence of the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Communion of Souls in eternity.
It all fell into place, each piece on its own. It stopped being a book a long time ago. I shared around twenty five writings on Facebook, freaked out, and deleted all of it.
Then In October of 2011, Sarah set me up with blogger. I felt the need for protection so I enrolled my site into Godaddy.com hosting, among other things.
The whole, “In Presence of Spirit.com,” is my gift to anyone who will ever read my conversations with the Lord.
December 31, 2022, 12:03 am, Twenty four hours, and 2022 is gone forever. The site will be starting at 0. I can not change the past, the least, I worked it, and hit over 410,000 page views in 2022.
What can I say, 2023, should hit the bull’s eye. Even though some might think it is gibberish . I love it all. I have some changing to do. It is weird. I have to be the one to put it out there, everywhere. One of My last will, and testament.
It has surpassed the tests of time. It is still here, and it is thirty four years old, “In Presence of Spirit,” It is the most precious gift I was given from above, that grew so big. I could not keep silent anymore. Accept or deny, it does not change the authenticity of being in spirit, communication. Wendy
2023 01-05. Love you, God bless you to, in presence of spirit, at the same time, every where in the Cosmos. It is in the air. I know, I am blessed to have a beautiful, website, that has nothing to sale but, some time to be, in presence of spirit. Wendy Yvette Greenwell 2023
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
To you who have read some of the writings of, inpresenceofspirit.com.
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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
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 page 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 enlightened 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
