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Turtle Woman’s Automatic Writings 25,26/2003 Print E-mail
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Wednesday, 03 August 2005
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Monday, 1:04 am
August 25,2003

You must meditate. Pray, pray, pray. Oh the shock! Hold on. You think you’re going to crack from it all. The news is shocking, shocking just when you thought you could be shocked no more. You wonder at the insanity. Has the whole world gone stark raving mad? In a word - yes. You are the balance. Above all you need to find and hold your center. You must be the center of calm in a world flailing out of control. Tempers will be explosive. Many loading their guns. There are times to venture out and times to remain within. Listen to that inner voice and let no one dissuade you.

Shake, rattle and roll. I say, shake, rattle, and roll. The pressure is bursting out all over. Stay home if you can and move like a lightning strike if you have need.

The ships. So many ships. Ships. Ships.

The time is Now. Oh my God, are you ready to go? No time to think twice. Just do what feels right within your Self. If there is doubt about leaving, then you will remain here. There is strength in that choice. It will be hard, very hard. Harder than anything you have ever done in your life. But the evolutionary button is on fast forward if you chose to stick it out. Many are going to perish suddenly. Do not grieve. It was a high level decision of Free Will of their own. What appears on the 3D surface is not what is really going on.

Hold to your center. The foundations are about to rock. Stand in the Golden Light… you are protected. There is nothing to fear. Just listen within and do not doubt that the Creator guides you in Truth. No one stands between you and the Creator. You have a direct line to the Source from which you come. Plug in. Be centered. There are many who will need you. Step forward when others need what you can freely give them. This is just the beginning. Now you need to walk your talk in a very real way from now on.

Tuesday, 2:39 pm
August 26, 2003

There is no more to be done than what is already being done. Loosely strap yourself in for the ride. It’s going to be a rough one, yet you must be able to easily bail out if the sudden need arises. Forewarned is forearmed. No time and place for fear.

Time to start stocking food and provisions. Concentrate on non-perishables - boxes, jars, and cans. Learn to diversify your eating habits now. There will be no organics and fresh fruits/vegetables after (and for) awhile.

Ships will wind up on land. Many autos will be stranded on roadsides, engine filters clogged. Air duster cans should be added to any emergency auto pack.

The Mother is not pleased and she will no longer be held back. Her top is going to explode to get her naughty children in line. It’s a spanking no one who survives will ever forget. Enjoy these final days of relative calm.

People are taking issue over the littlest things - all with explosive potential. Stay calm and centered. Do not be baited by the absurd thought waves rolling across the world. The potential for “going postal” at any moment is very high for many at this time. Take a deep breath and wait out impulses.


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