Are we to write upon this subject? It would be quite enlightening to understand, from reality, why we chose to do this.
Indeed it would, dearest, yes indeed it would. Shall we tell the tale?
Yes, I’d love to.
Right; on we go…
As a rule, we, spirit, invest in fantasies in order to entertain ourselves.
(This information can be found within our Free Book Series upon our website ‘ABC of Spirit Talk’. We hope you take advantage of our earlier writings, Dear Ones; they shall bring you ‘up to date’, as it were.)
Returning, Dear Hearts:
Yes indeed, we, spirit/consciousness, entertain our otherwise dreary existence via fantasy. This we do, Dear Ones, by extension of thought. That is right, Dear Heart. You, and all that you see, is/are an extension of thought by your soul, or consciousness.
For some this is an easy concept to appreciate. For others there will be rejection of the words, yes indeed. For those for whom this concept is not new, we say:
Allow the love, Dear Heart, and know that love leads the way.
For those with rejection by their side, we say:
Do not harm yourself by reading further, Dear One. We do not wish to alarm; we do not wish to harm, indeed. For, without a modicum of belief you will indeed do harm to yourself; yes indeed.
Returning once again, Dear Ones.
Yes, we entertain our otherwise boring existence by engaging within mind fantasies.
Our dearest, Carolyn, has tried, on many occasions, to imagine what we ‘look’ like. She now appreciates this is an impossibility. Consciousness cannot be seen, Dear Ones. We are consciousness; not a body. No, Dear Ones; we are neither solid in form, nor can we be seen by each other. However, Dear Ones, we enjoy camaraderie, as you, within our fantasies, enjoy camaraderie; yes indeed.
Dinosaurs were one of the many fantasies in which we have engaged.
There is an end to all things, Dear Hearts; i.e., all things become boring eventually. And this occurred to the fantasy of the so-called Dinosaur; yes, indeed it did. So, Dear Hearts, we put it to a vote and the result was an end to a much loved fantasy for many. Much loved, yet jaded fantasy, to be sure.
Our Dear Heart, Carolyn, wishes to understand how we managed to ‘kill off’ the Dinosaurs. We shall tell you, dearest.
We stopped thinking about them!
Yes, it is that simple, dearest. We stopped emitting our thoughts; i.e., we agreed to end the fantasy by not emitting our thoughts.
A fantasy exists in our consciousness only, dearest. It does not exist, so to speak, in a physical reality. We are souls, or consciousnesses extending our thoughts, our complex thoughts, in a manner that appears to the extension (you, dearest) as a solid construct; so is the complexity of our thought ensemble.
Souls in unison, yes indeed. We are a collection of trillions upon trillions of souls who agree upon a known end. To this end we place ourselves, in camaraderie, in order to engage in many thousands of fantasies; all of which bring much delight, dearest.
Fight a never ending battle for truth, justice and the right for every pussy-cat to have a Granny to love, protect, and do whatever they are told… errr… asked to do!
Brotherhood of the World ~ Bloggers Award ~ dada…..
Thank You to Binky, and her very special human ~ Granny for honouring me with this fabulous award…. Lots of Love to you both! 🐾 🐾 🐾 xoxoxo
Now for the… errrr… necessities ~
1. Thank the purrson human who nominated you and link back to their blog ~ Got that!
2. Answer the questions sent to you. ~ Scroll down to see the scintillating sensible answers
3. Nominate around 10 bloggers. ~ oh boy, will 1 or 2 be enough!?!
4. Create your set of questions for your nominees. ~ Hmmmmmmm……. thinking..!
5. List the rules and display the Brotherhood of the World Award on your post or blog. ~ Lookin’ good! 😉
Now to answer Binky’s (the femme fatale) and Granny’s questions ~
1. What do you think when you wake up in the morning?
“If I roll over I might just catch a few more winks…”~ sort of like a puppy does!
2. Do you have a kind of ritual when you wake up?
Oh, this is so boring, so sorry, but, my morning routine is so ordinary. I just know I have to tell the truth… Here goes…
Sweetie and Beau
I kiss my man, get up, walk into the puppy-dog’s room, give them both pats and smiles, then walk around the house opening all the blinds and some windows; walk back through the puppy-dog’s room, give them more pats and smiles, watch as they slowly stretch to greet the day, and think how wonderful it is to have sleepy puppy-dogs to love, and be loved by. Kiss my man again, and what comes next is nobody’s business but mine… 😉
3. What makes you happy?
Being loved, loving, having lunch with my beautiful daughter ❤
Veronica and Carolyn
and having this precious man by my side… ❤
Keith & Carolyn Oh, dancing is wonderful..!
4. Have you ever had a sign from the Angels and how did you feel after that?
Every day in every way my Angels, The Collective Consciousness, are with me always…
5. What is your hobby, ecept…here we go again… ec..ec..exxxx…except sleeping?
We, my gorgeous man and I, are just getting back to the hobby we enjoy the most ~ Dancing! What a joy it is to be with him, and the many wonderful friends we share this most precious time with… Oh yes, Binky and Granny; sleeping is a wonderful hobby, too!
Thank you both for asking such wonderful questions. I have enjoyed them tremendously. 🐾 🐾 🐾 xoxoxo
And now for my questions for my nominees.
Are you a cat lover, a dog lover, a rabbit lover, or any animal lover? Tell us about your animal loves.
Do you enjoy cooking? If yes, what is your most favourite meal… (Include the recipe for us, if you can… yum!)
What is your favourite pastime?
Have you any special qualities we should know about ~ like painting, drawing, dancing, cooking, walking, hiking? ~ you get the drift… 😉
If you had one day to do anything you’d like to do; tell us alllllll about it!
Awards are so nice to receive… Here are my nominations ~
Wonderful, Wonderful Copenhagen (Listen while you read)
Carolyn in Copenhagen. Cold and wonderful. I will return someday.
What can I say about Copenhagen?Where to start? Such memories exploding within my mind; memories I shall enjoy forever, to be sure.
It’s a longggg way to almost anywhere from Australia. Twenty three hours in the air and we arrived at Heathrow Airport.
Four days in London; what wonderful memories I have of London. However, for now, it’s all about Copenhagen.
We arrived January 1st 2016 to find ourselves surrounded by calm. Were I to summarise, ‘calm’ would be the word I’d use.
I loved the bikes, the canals, the restaurants and food, the people, the snow, the delights, the history, the museums, the Fisketorvet – Copenhagen Mall; the boat tour, the city tour, the cinema, plus, plus and plus.
Many Copenhagen natives ride bicycles. It was snowing, and they still rode bicycles! They rode their bicycles in lanes provided specifically for them; very wide, generous lanes either side of the road. We were delighted to see this.
Walkers are not forgotten either. Large walkways, either side of the bicycle lanes, provided ample space for pedestrians. So civilised, I thought often as I strolled the city; for, it was the city I enjoyed for 7 days and 7 wonderful nights.
Our hotel was within walking distance of the Fisketorvet, where we enjoyed a number of incredibly scrumptious and nutritious meals. And that reminds me… English was spoken everywhere. What a joy we felt everywhere. No stress, no strain; just peace, and appreciation for a country so welcoming to others.
It was early in December 2015, The Collective Consciousness (The C.C.) advised we would be going on the overseas trip they’d told me of during 2014. I wasn’t quite recovered; however, I put my trust in them (as usual) and Keith and I began to plan our trip. We left on December 27 2015; the day they’d given as the departure day.
They also advised I would not suffer the exhaustion of the past 2 years; I hoped this would be the case. It was. I enjoyed walking everywhere. My dancing days had come to an end during September of 2013. My legs weren’t strong anymore; I’d barely been able to use them for over 2 years. Yet, here I was enjoying health; vastly contradicting my recent ill health. I was so thankful; and continue to be.
The secrets of Copenhagen lie in its civility; I believe. Nowhere have I enjoyed such respect from the natives of another country. I can only assume their mentality is greater, incorporating a desire for peace and goodwill as the foundation for many; a long way from the terror and bloodthirstiness of old.
This, I now understand, is the mystery The C.C. spoke about; the change that is on offer for all; the change from the harsh realities of man’s past, to the adventure of becoming, as many in Copenhagen exhibit – respectful, peaceful and calm within, and without.
SB @ Indie Adda: Tell us something about yourself. Who are you really? The more you tell the happier we will be.
Carolyn Page: Australian born, I have always felt somewhat different. It wasn’t until my early thirties I understood why.
During a rather distressing time in my life spirit made themselves known to me. Since that time I have come to know them as The Collective Consciousness. This relationship is highlighted, primarily in my blog ‘Light Workers of the World’.
To say my life has been eventful would be true. Not in the usual sense, but as a clairaudient, clairvoyant and clairsentient, who has been waiting (all her life) for that which is happening now; it has been a life of long waiting, endurance, and, above all else, patience.
I now know I am just beginning the adventure for which I have been born. It fills me with enormous…
Camel (Bactrian) Reflection (Listen while you read)
The Bactrian (2 humped) Camel
Why would you want it any other way?
It is as it is and that’s that.
No sense trying to make it anything else!
Just ‘accept’.. that’s all.. accept !
Have we made it clear enough, Dear One?
Do you now appreciate what it is we are saying?
So many listen to the words; agree, and then continue to beat their heads upon that brick wall of denial.
Yes you do. We can see you hitting your head, over and over again; until, with a little luck (and a lot of lost time) you see the error of your thinking, and decide that to accept is probably the best choice.
Save yourselves some time, Dear Ones. Allow sanity to prevail. That’s right. Sanity is by no means out of your hands.
Yes, with a little sanity, and a little bit of luck, you will be sitting pretty in the enveloping arms of acceptance; indeed.