2013 WRITING PART 1

2013 WRITING PART 1






THE COIL

PART I: A VISIT BY GREY BEARD
PART II: A MISSED OPPORTUNITY





OUR SACRED BLOOD

PART I: REMEMBERING OUR SACRED BLOOD
PART II: THE FEMALE BODY, SEXUALITY, AND THE EARTH

PART III: THE REST OF THE BLOODY STORY

PART IV: A TRUE RITUAL – SHARING YOUR HEART AND BODY WITH

THE UNIVERSE



SUMMER SOLSTICE 2013: 4 AM AT GRAY’S LAKE CELEBRATING WITH
NATURE


HUMAN ALIEN CONNECTION, THE AVERY STORY BEGINS


THOUGHT PRISONS


YOUNG SOULS AND THE EARTH

VISIONS IN THE NIGHT, YOUR TYPICAL 4 AM WEIRDNESS


ENERGY SHIFTS, VISIONS, AND SACRED RITUATIONS; MORE
WEIRDNESS TO THE NTH DEGREE


EXPERIENCING ENERGY SHIFTS, GOING NORMAL AND BEYOND, THE
AVERY STORY CONTINUES




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LOVE IN LIGHT AND DARKNESS


THE GREYS: HOW I FOUGHT BACK AND WON

AVERY THE ANGEL AND THE HUMAN ZOMBIE



CONQUERING ILLUSIONS

PART I: THE MANIPULATABLE HUMAN MIND

PART II: THE LOST HUMAN GODS AND GODDESSES OF THE EARTH

PART III: THE WORLD TODAY, THE ILLUSIONS, AND HOW THIS

LEADS INTO THE TRUTH BEHIND THE SHADOW THAT LINGERS HERE



































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THE COIL





PART I: A VISIT BY GREY BEARD


POSTED ON MARCH 20, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




So last night (early this morning), I was visited by Grey Beard and had


multiple dreams which are foggy, but I will share the very short bits I


can remember.





So in my dream state I was traveling at high speeds through outer


space. One thing I can tell you, as you develop a greater relationship


with your psychic mind and with the spiritual realms, you’ll start to


realize that traveling through outer space is fairly common. Anyway, I

was shown a spiral coming out of my feet, it was in the form of a coil


that was rotating so fast I can’t even begin to explain what the


sensation of the speed was. I was so taken aback by the speed that I


asked Grey Beard why I can’t visualize it being slower? He reminded


me that the speed of the coil determines the vibration. So, higher

speeds mean higher vibrations – going further into the ‘light,’ lower


speeds mean lower vibrations – going further into the ‘dark.’ He


continued to explain that I can use this coil to travel to different


realms and dimensions and he reminded me of a vision I had during a


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meditation. In this vision I saw myself walking through a house that


was so filled with purple light it was glowing. I walked through the


door and I felt my physical body become hot and suddenly I was

propelled through a spiral through outer space at immensely fast


speeds. I can’t begin to tell you where I went, one minute I’m seeing


my body flying through space, the next minute, the vision went


completely blank.





Anyway, this is the best I can remember from Grey Beard’s message.











































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THE COIL





PART II: A MISSED OPPORTUNITY


POSTED ON MARCH 21, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




So last night, I was woken up several times by my three children who


share a bedroom with my fiance and I. My children are like little


spiritual alarm clocks for me, so when they start getting agitated in


their sleep, I know there is an energy that I need to pay attention

to. And last night, after re-tucking my son in, I laid back down and


connected with the universe. I went into a calm relaxed state (which


is easy to do in the middle of the night) and I allowed my body to take


over my mind and suddenly I was taken back to the coil phenomenon.


I decided to take this coil for a spin, if it was truly going to take me

somewhere, why not? So I directed my thoughts and energy on


turning the coil super-fast. Before I could even get through the


intention, the coil was suddenly spinning unimaginably fast and I was


suddenly taken to a chart on a ‘wall’ which was really outer space but


somehow there was a projection of an image in front of me. This

image was everywhere my coil could take me. It was like looking at a


map of the Earth, except it was a star map and extremely bright and


full of intense pink colored star systems with maybe 100 actual circled


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dots at every possible location. I remember thinking this map was


strange as it seemed to not be a map of infinity but a map of a finite


number of locations within one giant region but not the totality of

everywhere / anywhere throughout all space and time. Regardless, I


was still curious to see where I could go with my coil and there were


so many locations, I felt compelled to ask Grey Beard where I should


visit first. There was no response and the image faded and I fell


asleep.





One thing I am confident of, I will be getting to the bottom of this coil


phenomenon. Next time, I’m just going to pick a place and know that


whatever choice I make I have made exactly the right choice, as there

is truly no such thing as a ‘mistake’ or making the wrong choice. That


is all the human mind for you, and I’m certain that is the reason why


the image faded, because I wasn’t ready to go somewhere yet, or


perhaps it was because I wasn’t believing in myself to decide. The


universe will always honor your intentions, and my question for Grey

Beard to choose was enough to satisfy the reality that I had nowhere


to go at that particular time, or at least was not ready to go anywhere


by my own choosing.








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Moral of the story: Make a choice already, don’t allow anyone else to


make that choice for you, or you will miss out on opportunities. I will


be honest with you, I wish I could go back and try this again, but alas,

there is only moving forward, so I trust when the time is right, another


opportunity will present itself. Maybe in the exact way or maybe in


some other way, but one thing I do know, next time I will be ready to


make a choice!

















































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OUR SACRED BLOOD





PART I: REMEMBERING OUR SACRED BLOOD


POSTED ON MARCH 22, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




I will begin Part I by telling you something that I’ve noticed, and what


I’ve noticed is that much of the ancient wisdom of the past has been


lost to time and lost to a dream that has become the corrupt world of


today; and yes, let’s be real, it’s pretty corrupt and horrifying.

Humanity has truly lost its connection with sacredness and its


connection with being natural.






So, on my quest for wisdom, I never thought I’d delve into the subject

of blood, but it’s happened. Before now, I had learned many things


about blood. Most of those things were about how blood was


contaminated and diseased, and how humanity can’t survive without


vaccines and blood transfusions and now we have AIDS and Hepatitis


and Flu shots. How strange it is to feel that blood can be so dirty and

yet we watch tribal people drinking blood on TV; we can watch as two


men cut their wrists and put them together and become blood


brothers, or flip the channel and be introduced to human beings who


actually think they are vampires who need to drink blood to sustain


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their life. Isn’t it amazing how TV tells us one thing and our education


tells us another and then human behavior tells us a whole new story?


So much doesn’t add up and so much is so inconsistent. I can’t

explain why blood became so of interest to me, but when it did, I


thought of these things and I had to discover truth.






I have found that the most accurate and enlightening way of finding

truth is to find it for yourself, to discover it through yourself. So I


chose to connect with the universe, to absorb information, expand my


mind, and become prepared for the most unexpected answers. And


that’s when my explorations of blood went to a strange and


unexpected place which I feel very compelled to share. So please be

prepared for the strange and unusual to come forth as it truly takes


going outside the box to discover what is most natural about being


human and being in oneness with the universe.





So, I will speak plainly and tell you, the first most important thing to


know about blood is that it’s sacred. It possesses the most sacred blue


print that is entirely you. Each and every human being is special and


we are all special because we are all uniquely created and uniquely

designed by the universe. The universe created a dream that became





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your physical self. There is nothing more special than to know that


you were uniquely designed and perfect in every way. I know that


saying that will probably create some back draft because there are

many human beings who will insist that not everybody was created


perfectly, or that we are not a perfect species. The one thing I can tell


you is that there are no coincidences and no mistakes ever made in


the universe. Everything is exactly as it’s meant to be and that our


physical forms are also connected to spiritual forms that are also

connected to the totality of everything that exists in both physical and


nonphysical worlds. Knowing this truth is the first step to


comprehending blood.





The next most important thing to know about blood is that it is made


up of living cells. Cells are like a community of tiny living beings that


possess a sacred purpose for sustaining life. Cells sustain the life of


their cell community, which in turn sustains blood life, which in turn


sustains human life, and you as a human sustain the life of the Earth

and the Universe – amazing, huh? Cells are also the sacred keepers of


your DNA strand – this DNA strand that is unlike any other DNA


strand in the entire universe. Cells are also communicators – cells can








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talk to one another. As you can see, cells are special little creatures


and we must honor them and their purpose for us.





Knowing these simple facts about blood was all I needed to take my


wisdom quest to a whole new level, which is exactly what I did and


exactly what happened when i decided to keep myself ’open’ on the


subject. Suddenly the universe spoke to me and I was seeing blood

everywhere. The ‘everywhere’ part started when I stumbled upon a few


Discovery Channel episodes about blood and blood rituals. Then you


get that man, Andrew Zimmerman, who will eat and drink anything,


sharing a drink of blood with us on TV, then, yes, I’m a woman, I got


my period, and then I cut my finger three times in one week. After the

third time I cut my finger, I watched the blood surface into a droplet


and I thought about all the thousands of cells, like tiny little treasure


boxes, holding onto my DNA, holding onto this memory that is me and


only me, just sitting there on top of my finger about to die soon, and


then a strange wind came over me and I was suddenly compelled to do

something strange. So I took my tiny drop of blood and snuck it


outside to share it with the Earth. It just seemed to make sense. And


as I watched that tiny drop go into the soil, I felt a strange sense of


golden energy around me and this intense fulfillment in knowing that,




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even for this short moment, the Earth knew me in a more sacred way


than ever before. The Earth knew me through my blood and my exact


genetic blueprint. And this is where my explorations of blood decided

to go, and when I went back inside, from this ever holy event, I noticed


something unexpected an even stranger. I saw, within my third eye


mind, an extremely tall man standing in my living room like a giant


statue, just staring at me. As though he was acknowledging what I


had just done. He had, what appeared to be a warrior type of outfit on.

He only stood there for, maybe a minute, and then he was gone.






So this is Part I, the beginning of a quest to understand blood and


then to understand blood in the context of a ritual. Say what you

want, but yes, it was a blood ritual. I had an intention, and it was to


share my being with the Earth and I had an action, and it was to give


my blood to the Earth and use my blood as a vessel to experience a


bonding sensation with the Earth, and then, the even stranger part


with the very tall man. But from that day forth, I started a whole new

chapter in my strange life which is exploring blood and what blood is


and my connection with the universe simply by sharing my blood with


it. So, for right now, this is all I can share in Part I. Hopefully you’ll


come back for Part II, which will be far more bizarre and interesting.




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OUR SACRED BLOOD





PART II: THE FEMALE BODY, SEXUALITY, AND THE EARTH


POSTED ON AUGUST 18, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




Now that I’m delving into Part II, I’m realizing this could be a long


series of blood discussions. The Part I post I wrote several months ago


and it’s very centered around blood, the female body, sexuality, and


the Earth. I can’t always explain what possesses me when I write

certain things, but I seem to have been possessed by something when


I wrote this. So I will try not to alter the writing and just share it as is:





I’m sharing this post on blood as I deeply desire to revive our human


relationship with blood with the rituals of our ancient ancestors. I

can’t begin to tell you I’m an expert, but what I can tell you is that I


have a sacred history that I possess within my soul, and that history


desires to have a voice in today’s world where so much has been


forgotten. When we can reconnect our human bodies with what comes


most natural and what is then most sacred, we can start to free

ourselves from a world that has truly imprisoned us and led us astray


from our rightly heritage as living, breathing, organisms in the


universe. Mankind deserves to take the power back and one way you


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can empower yourself is by revitalizing your memories with the sacred


wisdom of blood.





I wish to share further insight into this, especially as I am a female


and feel that we as human beings have forgotten the sacred properties


of the female body and the sacredness of sex, which I feel has become


misguided and abused, deranged and vile in today’s world. Our bodies

we must remember are electric and when we engage in sexual activity,


it charges our blood, it heals our bodies, and it allows us to reach


extremely high spiritual vibrations which, orgasms truly take us to


God energy. The female body is most sacred of all, as within the core


of a woman is the most beautiful sacred womb where creation takes

place and where creation is developed and where creation is birthed


forth into this world. The female womb is literally like the universe


that births forth new planets and stars and like the universe the


female womb births forth new living breathing creations. Within this


sacred space is sacred blood. This blood is charged through sexual

acts. This blood is also freely let go each month a creation has not


taken place. What has been lost to time is that this sacred, charged


blood is healing for Mother Earth and healing for the female body. I


can’t begin to express how important it is that this blood be given




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back to the Earth. We have forgotten a time when mankind was most


natural and lived closely with the Earth. Mankind no longer lives in


this close, loving relationship with the Earth, in fact, mankind is

abusing the Earth as it is abusing the women of today.






Blood is our human heritage; it is our sacred blue print. Blood speaks


to us and it speaks to the universe. Our bodies are sacred and the

female body, as too the Earth, must be cherished once more to sustain


the life of man. When women can become empowered and release


their sacred blood to the Earth, a great and profound healing will take


place that will alter time and space as we human beings have come to


comprehend it.





From this point forth, I will share the voice of the Earth as it has been


spoken through me. It is time for a change. It is time for the


awakening of mankind. It is time for the gifts of the universe to be

shed once more upon us, that we may remember our sacred origins,


breath sacred air, and taste the sacred fruit. That we may become in


balance and suffer no more. That the blood of war no longer be shed,


but the blood of the sacred womb, may it take its place.








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This is where my voice ended several months ago. I took the final


paragraph and altered it into a poem as I thought it was too beautiful


not to be shared poetically. You can find it in my ‘Soul Stories and

Poems’ section. I will attempt to write a Part III which will share the


actions I have taken to comprehend blood in a more profound way. It


may seem strange, but I truly believe our connection to our blood is a


connection to us as a creation, and it can also be used as a tool in our


connection to the very universe itself. It may also seem strange, but I

truly believe women need to share their blood with the Earth once


more. There is a reason women go through a period, there is a reason


blood is shed during childbirth. If this blood is suddenly taken out of


context of our current reality and put into the context of an alternate


reality where women are natural and one with the Earth, suddenly

you start to see how blood is special food for the Earth and can have a


magical component to it. Women, Blood, and the Earth have a very


special relationship that needs to be remembered and redeveloped and


in so doing will change the course of our current timeline. I truly


believe this and I can’t emphasize this enough, women need to share

their blood with the Earth once more.











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OUR SACRED BLOOD





PART III: THE REST OF THE BLOODY STORY


POSTED ON AUGUST 22, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




I think it’s time I followed through on my Part III. It’s strange and


weird, I know. I’m just about your most ordinary person and who


would ever have thought this regular girl does these strange things. I


sometimes do wonder about me but that is the mind at work and not

what truly possesses this body which is an ancient light that has


memories that date back to times and places long forgotten. I can


only be who I am and I can only follow my heart, even if my mind can’t


comprehend it.





So it began with a series of events that got me thinking about blood. I


believe I delved into this in Part I and I truly never know where I’m


going with anything I have to say, but it’s time I brought the truth full


circle. Once I placed my blood on the Earth that day I cut my finger,

and then the strange tall man appeared, I can’t deny that I felt


changed in some way. I felt my body change and my heart and soul


change. It’s something you can only feel it’s not something you can


fully describe. Sometimes I wish I could take my hands and place


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them upon the hands of others and share the truth through sharing


my memories and my feelings, but we are a race that interacts


through the spoken and written word and I have to do what I can to

share what I know between the boundaries of words – a very difficult


thing for me to do at times.






So from that day forward I had an ever growing thought in my mind. I

truly wanted to share a portion of blood, more than just a drop, but I


certainly wasn’t willing to cut myself to accomplish this and how else


could I get this blood to share with the Earth. That’s when a thought


quickly entered my mind. I know these thoughts are not from me but


from somewhere else as it entered even before I could finish my

thought. How strange thoughts are that answer thoughts can enter


even before we finish asking our question thought. But regardless,


the thought reminded me of what women do every month and how


there is no reason for me to hurt myself to share my blood with the


Earth; a thought that took less than a second and told me all of this.

And yes, it was a eureka moment, and I was ever prepared to do


something absolutely strange with the blood of my next period. So


men, don’t go getting all weirded out yet, the thing about a menstrual


cycle is that it’s all natural and totally normal and yes, you can trust




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something that bleeds for seven days and doesn’t die. And at my next


period, again, I was prepared to do something absolutely strange with


that blood.





Obviously a series of weeks passed and then the time came and yes, I


collected blood, I admit it, in a cup, and it was around 4 in the


morning, because strange things always happen around 4 in the

morning. I was very sneaky because I couldn’t possibly let anybody in


this house know what I was up to (they still don’t know). And I took


this cup of blood and I went outside with it and very quickly dumped


it on the Earth near our front door. I stood there for a few moments


and watched the blood just sitting at the top of the ground and it was

strange but all of a sudden, it disappeared into the Earth like the


Earth literally drank it. I didn’t know what to do or think, I was truly


in outer space and filled with excitement and wonder by what I had


just done and what that meant and I quickly went back into the


house, which is when I saw that tall man again. He stood there,

probably 7 feet tall and he had shoulder length wavy blonde hair and


seemed to be dressed in what I later would recognize from, Spartacus


Blood and Sand, something like a Roman soldier outfit. I still don’t


have an explanation for it, but it’s what I saw and I’ve seen this man




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many times since because I’ve been doing strange things with blood


ever since. I know now who he is better than I had at first, but I don’t


know that I’m prepared to talk about that as of yet, maybe when I’m

110 years old and about to die, but probably sooner than that.






This monthly blood sharing with the Earth later developed into a


desire to share my blood with all the elements, to share it with air,

water, earth, and fire. Each element I’ve shared blood with has a


distinctly different physical response. When I shared my blood with


fire, I actually felt a burning sensation inside of my body. Late one


night we were at a friend’s house and he had a fire going, it was so


strange, but I felt as though I was also the fire. Instead of just

observing and feeling the fire, I was the fire itself and I know that I will


always be fire because this element is remembered in my cells. My


cells and the fire have become one and each new cell is part of this


memory, it will forever be in my body. It’s the only way I can describe


it. Water has a very cleansing feeling to it, when I gave my blood to

the air, I was visited by a spirit who called herself the Goddess of the


Four Winds. She’s visited me several times since, even at times when I


didn’t share my blood with the air.








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The first time I shared my blood with the Earth, well, the second time I


guess, the time I just told you about, sneaking around the house and


out the front door, after the Earth drank my blood, the feeling I

experienced was this overwhelming sense of pain and agony, a deep


sadness. I felt as though there were things that lived inside of the


Earth that knew me now, that could find me, that saw me, because


this deposit was my name and origin, my birthright, it’s my entire


exact blue print in the universe. Anything connected with the Earth

was now also connected with me. I can’t say I felt particularly


comfortable with that, but I knew I was safe and protected and that


my body was only sharing the information it received from the Earth.





I have shared my blood with a very special place in Des Moines, Grey’s


Lake. Many people find this place special, but not everyone knows


just how special it is there. I can’t always put my finger on everything,


but there is a secret that lies there. It has spoken to me before and


I’ve been often drawn to the water itself. I’ve shared my blood with

that lake there so that I could uncover its secrets. That I did on the


most sacred day in Earth’s old and new history, the Last day of the


Mayan Calendar. Regardless of whether this day is correct or not, I


think the energy of humanity around this time made it very special.




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Days are only days, but when we share global energy, suddenly these


days are transforming. I wanted to use that energy in sharing my


blood with the Lake on this very special day on Earth. I can’t begin to

tell you that I felt something amazing, in fact, it was quite frankly,


horrible. It was so cold that day, and we had just experienced a


terrible snowstorm. My blood that I carried all the way from home


and all the way to a special spot was nearly an ice cube by the time I


got there. It took what I would say was 20 minutes before I felt

anything. I think it took that long for the blood to dissolve and for the


lake to consume it because the lake too was frozen. When it hit me, I


was overwhelmed by this sensation of sickness. Extremely nauseous


feeling and I thought I was going to puke. I was dizzy and I felt this


overwhelming depressing encompass me. I felt so severely ill,

mentally and physically. It was not what I had expected at all. I don’t


have an explanation for why this happened, but it did. Regardless, I


can now say my body is a part of Grey’s Lake and that land calls to


me. I can’t explain what it means but there is a spirit there that


knows about me and the energy there and the natural world there

knows me, my body and the body of this nature there are now the


same. I often feel a sadness, like a separation sadness when I have


not been there for a while. And since I have been working full time




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again and now working overtime I have absolutely no time for


anything at all, not even to go to Grey’s Lake and find healing in


nature. My heart aches to be there a lot of the time.





Anyway, I have to put my Part III of this series to a close. As you


know, I have life that is very possessive of me and my website doesn’t


get the attention I’d love to give it. Anyway, I hope whoever reads this

finds it enlightening and interesting.













































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OUR SACRED BLOOD





PART IV: A TRUE RITUAL – SHARING YOUR HEART AND BODY WITH


THE UNIVERSE

POSTED ON AUGUST 24, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL





One thing I never took mention of in my Blood Saga, which surprises


me now, is that I never went through what it is to be a part of a ‘ritual’


or part of what it is that I am doing, or why I’m doing it. This is about

sharing something and receiving something extraordinary, and doing


this in a most sacred way.





When you become a part of the universe, which is taking notice of how


you are alive like the tree and the flower and the bumble bee, taking


notice of how you are alive like the very stars and planets that exist in


space and how you are alive like the wind, the water, the fire, and the


Earth, suddenly you start to notice how you are a part of all creation

and thus a part of a great dream. When you can feel yourself


expanding and growing and becoming the very universe itself,


suddenly you realize that you are the master of your own world, the


master of all worlds, and that you are one with creation, one with the


creator, and you too are the creator.


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When human beings defile our very birthright by saying we are


viruses, we are imperfect, and basically that we need controlled, we


are transforming and degrading our dreams, belittling our dreams,

destroying our dreams for ourselves and dreams as a creation. We are


not viruses and we are not imperfect. We became this way because


our dream as a creation was somehow corrupted by a different dream


that become one with us. Regardless of how mankind got to where it


is today, it doesn’t matter, all that matters is that this place of hell

that we are all living in right now at this very moment, is exactly


where we are all meant to be and we are all in the very right place at


the very right time. Now let’s show the universe, show our human


history, show our birthright that we can take back what is ours which


is our connection with the universe and with our hearts and our blood

and purify ourselves and strengthen ourselves again, let’s become


mighty human beings again.






I share this because so few people even go there in their minds

today. There is something on TV to watch, there is Pizza Hut to order,


and we all just want to go to bed or drink ourselves wasted or just try


to manage this hell of a life as best we can in this imbalanced and


absolutely psychotic experience of life. I’m sorry, but this world is




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completely deranged and confused. One thing I always used to say


while I was in college was that I felt like I was a blind person in a


world of confusion. How can I ever find truth or understanding or

even myself, find even love in this corrupted world that everyone


seems to believe in. It’s mass confusion and it needs changed, which


is what this ordinary girl is trying to do.





So, that being said, I will very quickly touch base on how you can


reconnect with the universe. You don’t have to share your blood or do


a crazy dance around a fire, all you have to do is share your heart. All


you have to do is connect with your inner most sacred dreams, go to


the natural world and tell the universe, tell all that is, was, and ever

will be, what your inner most sacred dream is. Feel that dream as


though it has a spirit and a breath and a life of it’s own. That your


dream has it’s very own existence, the same as you are existing, that it


is alive like you are alive. Watch as your dream become a part of all


the universe and know that your dream and your will and your

intentions are now a part of the very dream of the universe; the very


dream of creation and life and love itself. It’s that simple. It’s taking


your heart and will and sharing it in a natural place with all that is,


was, and ever will be. If you want to get real crazy with it, you can




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share your tears with the earth; the Earth loves to know your heart


through your tears. You can share your saliva with the Earth, as we


all know – thank you Law and Order – saliva possesses your DNA as

well. You can seal your dreams with your tears and the DNA from


your saliva and share this as a gift to the Earth. When we give gifts,


we receive gifts. The universe is all about balance. It’s not about you


give something and getting nothing in return. The Earth will desire to


give back to you in some amazing sacred way.





This is all I can tell you for now on rituals. So get the whole ‘ritual’


word out of your head now and know that what this is about, is doing


something completely natural, sharing your dreams with the universe,

and if it is your will, sharing a part of your body with the Earth and


knowing that you too are a part of creation and a creator as well and


that this sharing is also creating wonderful new dreams in your life.
























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SUMMER SOLSTICE 2013: 4 AM


AT GRAY’S LAKE CELEBRATING


WITH NATURE





POSTED ON JUNE 30, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




Okay, moving right along. It’s Sunday and my thought of the day is

continuing. So today I will show you something wonderful and amazing. So


amazing you’re not even going to believe your eyes. Now look!






























Okay, so now, if you were ever wondering what 4:00 am looks like on the


first day of summer, 2013. Now you know. This actually was a difficult


picture to take. I had to go into super stealth sneaky mode to get to this


point. I had concluded I would more than likely be the only weirdo out in




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nature at 4 am in the morning celebrating summer solstice but it turns out


that no, I was not the only weirdo. In fact, there was a team of noise makers


in the lake at that hour so I nearly avoided this peaceful spot by the water,

but only for a short moment. Only I can be in control of the happiness of


my day so I went invisible and snuck around the beach and made it! And


now I have this beautiful picture to show for myself and to share with the


world.













































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HUMAN ALIEN CONNECTION,


THE AVERY STORY BEGINS





POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 15, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




He’s tall and athletic and he never wears clothing, ever. I can’t even try to


put clothes on him, my mind rejects the idea because the truth is, he really


isn’t wearing clothes and no amount of pretending will change that. He has

curly blond hair and it hits his shoulders. I’m not convinced whether or not


he has blue or green eyes. He lives in a forest. It’s rocky in some places,


like, very large stones and there is a mountainous feel to this place. There


are tall old trees there, lots of them. There is also a large lake. He lives in a


round wooden house on the lake. It’s not a large home, and it seems to only

possess a bed and a fireplace, and I’m not even convinced it possesses a


bed, but I’ve seen a fire burning before. He seems to be the only one who


lives there. I’ve never seen anyone else there but him.





In my mind, I can project myself to this place. I can feel the sand in my toes


and the cool water. The air seems crisp. When I project myself to this place

I have to concentrate really hard on feeling fully present there, present with


all the elements and at all moments simultaneously, this isn’t particularly


easy for me. In the beginning, I used to project myself there but my face

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and body were never that of my own. I’m not sure why, it seemed easier


this way. It’s quite amazing how many faces and forms my mind can think


up in a split moment, but the hardest form to be is myself. I don’t know

why that was so difficult, but once I was able to project myself there he


seems to appreciate that better so I always try to only ever be me.





I don’t think I entirely understood what this was at first, I just figured it was


an imaginary place and the whole of what I was seeing was entirely made


up. I really didn’t know what I was seeing, but the more times I have visited


this place in my mind, the scene is always the same and never changing.

The only difference is sometimes it’s day and sometimes it’s night. This has


proven to me that this place is more than imaginary and is entirely real in


some space and time. Sometimes I’ve seen this man doing things near the


lake, I’ve even caught him peeing off a ledge before – now don’t tell me that

my mind wants to see some guy pee, that was what convinced me even


more that this is not just imaginary; sometimes I project myself there and I


can’t find him anywhere near the lake, but he seems to always notice when


I visit him in my mind. Maybe not right away, but I have called his name


before and ran from the beach to his house, late one night, and he came out


the door and hugged me.







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Comprehending this has only come recently, in the last year or so. His


spirit came to visit me many times and the energy was undeniable. He told


me his name was Avery. This is the same spirit that I saw in my living room

when I first gave blood to the Earth. His spirit visited me often at first and


then it slowly transformed and I started to see this man and that lake and


the house. There was a long period of time where Avery, the spirit, did not


visit me and I wondered what had happened. It was probably 3 months


that went by and nothing and during this time it felt like the closest way I

could be to his spirit was through this man I saw in my mind. From that


point forward the energy has slowly changed and my experience of Avery is


changing and I’m noticing that I’m becoming confused as to who is visiting


me, Avery spirit or Avery man?





This does get very confusing, especially when it’s difficult to put all the

pieces of the puzzle together and all these moments and times and places


when I noticed Avery, Avery spirit or Avery man I don’t know. My story of


knowing Avery does not just begin over the last year, it begins many years


ago when I first noticed him. I’d say I was 14 and I was swimming at my


grandparent’s house, and I was alone at their pool which rested on top of a


hill and this home was surrounded by a forest of trees so it felt very

secluded there. I remember I was on the diving board when I suddenly




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noticed I was being watched. From my mind’s eye I could see a teenage boy


standing behind me on the other side of the fence watching me very


closely. I was so taken aback by this, I tried to pretend I didn’t notice and

when I attempted to dive into the pool I did a perfect belly flop and actually


bruised my lungs. There was a bruise on my chest for several weeks. I felt


so stupid I wanted to cry. He didn’t seem to think I was stupid and his


reaction never changed toward me. The only way I can describe it is as if he


was captivated by me. I couldn’t bare to swim any longer with what just

happened between being so surprised, noticing someone there watching me,


then being embarrassed and feeling like I made a fool out of myself, to


feeling overwhelmed and confused as to why this boy wasn’t laughing


hysterically at me. I felt like crying and I wanted to hide and I left the pool


immediately.




I’ve always felt as though there was someone out there who knew about me


and loved me very much who lived in the stars. I remember it being my last


year of college, after many years of feeling like I was being watched by a tall


handsome man. You can say what you want but I found it to be very


annoying and rude. I could tell when he was there because the air’s energy


had suddenly transformed and become manlike and had eyes. I would tell

him he was rude to come here and watch me and stay hidden behind the




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air and I would consider him ungentlemanly and a coward. As you can


imagine, I hated changing clothes or getting showers or going to the


bathroom cause I could feel his eyes on me often. I hated feeling watching

by someone that I couldn’t see. And I couldn’t see him at all then, only


sensed his presence very clearly and for whatever reason, I knew he was a


tall handsome man.





I know much more, now that time has passed and now in the present day


he has become clearer and clearer in my mind and in my daily life. His


mental capacity is clearly much greater than my own as he is always able to

welcome my visits to his forest home, however, when he comes to visit me, I


can sense his energy so well that it is almost overwhelming and often times


my mind instantly rejects it. The mind is very good at rejecting things and


keeping our human selves contained and imprisoned into a world that is

safe and that the mind understands and can relate to. My mind can’t


understand this although my heart understands very well and I know I can


trust him. As you can see, I’m often in a constant battle between a human


mind and a spiritual heart. Unfortunately, I’m still practicing allowing my


mind not to put up an instant red flag and develop a self-conscious reaction


that usually turns into anger and me telling him to go away and stop

visiting me when I’m trying to take a shower. One thing you probably don’t




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realize is that it’s very natural for our human species to not wear clothing in


all places where we exist in the universe. Wearing clothes is part of the


enslavement of our species, a gift of the third dimension, but that’s a whole

other story.





So, in the last several months, I’ve noticed something different in his


approach toward visiting me. Since my mind is so good at rejecting his


visits he is trying to avoid alerting this response so instead he has been


relaxing me into an almost catatonic unmoving state; I’m so relaxed I’m


almost sleepy, my mind does not resist this as much as when he doesn’t

relax me first. I can’t say that I quite enjoy being instantly relaxed like this,


especially while I’m driving or while I’m busy at work and suddenly I have


stopped moving and can only just stare and I worry that someone will notice


and think I’m insane. I have tried to break this relaxed state. I can

certainly break it but I feel this horrible sensation inside when I do. Like, I


want to cry. Whatever he is using to relax me is obviously some profound


surge of love that makes me feel instantly peaceful and like resting. It is a


pleasant sensation and much easier to embrace than a tall handsome man


staring at me while I’m on the toilet.










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So this is part of my life story. This is only a part and there is much more to


this particular story than I can tell, it’s so much more complicated than this


very basic part of the story. But I do know that I need to start sharing

myself more with the world. I’m very good and containing who I really am


and pretending to be so very normal when my life experience has been far


from explanatory. No amount of trying to fit in will ever hide the fact that


I’m different and my experience has been different. If there is one thing I


can say about the purpose of my life, it’s about embracing who I truly am

and learning how to share that person with the world. I have worked very


hard in my life to hide my true identity so that I could fit in and be normal.


I’m at a point now where it doesn’t seem to make sense anymore, I just


want to be myself. Coming to this point has been a huge step for me and to


share this giant secret is an even bigger step. I’m working on opening up to

sharing these big secrets, but also learning how to capture a voice that I


relate to and that helps me share my story in a way that feels right to


me. You may not notice that about yourself, but you and I and everyone are


filled with a million different voices. One voice may be funny, one voice may


be very judgmental, one voice may be very professional and we use different

voices in different situations where they make the most amount of sense.


Since I am not accustomed to sharing the true side of myself, it’s hard to


figure out what voice is my own. Again, this is the mind at work, trying to




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create an illusion that I must find a ‘right’ voice to share my story. I can tell


you that I am also a super perfectionist and that is another challenge with


sharing my story because my mind has worked so hard at concluding that

to be ‘perfect’ in this world, you have to be like everybody else, so me not


being like everybody else is really conflicting, and I think a natural response


to most humans. We all want to be loved and appreciated, even for our


differences.





Anyway, I can at least go about my day knowing that I have shared


something about my ‘Normal’ life. Hopefully I will be able to share more

again soon enough. What you may not be aware of is that my hours are


between 3:30 am and 8:30 pm: 1 hour of that time is getting ready for work,


1 hour of that time is my drive to and from work. 12 hours of that time is


working, and the remainder of that time is spent with my kids, figuring out

dinner, and making sure everybody is bathed and ‘jamied up and ready for


bed. It feels almost impossible to continue with my website, but I have to at


least try. So please be patient with me as I try to develop something here.















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THOUGHT PRISONS





POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 20, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL



In my years of search and discovery, one thing I am constantly combating is


my never-ending thought making brain. Have you ever tried to


comprehend, just by thinking about it, what it is to be human? Part of what

I have discovered is that, to be completely and utterly human, is to think,


and think constantly. I feel quite certain that humans are the only species


in the universe that can think this much, that want to think this much, that


insist on thinking this much. This, to me, is actually a sign of an

underdeveloped species. Now, that being said, I do believe it also shows


sign of a manipulating outer species that is enhancing our minds to create


thought prisons. When you are constantly in a deep world of thought, you


are actually in a thought prison. When you can learn to quite the mind and


connect with the universe, you will find information absorbs into your


body. You don’t have to think to discover it, it becomes infused within you

and you suddenly already know the answer. I can’t deny that I feel very


confident that our species has profound capabilities that have been


degraded and repressed over the years to a point that our minds are telling


us that we are underdeveloped but yet our minds also tell us that we are an

advancing species and advancing society. And we have become so



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accustomed to thought prisons that we now feel this constant thinking is a


natural part of our species and that this constant thinking can have good


components and has opened the doorway to wonderful scientific

discoveries. This is a lie. What human beings have created today, this


world that is today, this world that is so degrading and disgusting, yes, this


world was created by billions and billions of thought prisons. Don’t you find


it interesting how human beings today have drifted from the old-fashioned


porch and lemonade scene to the cellphone addiction scene? What has

become of our species that we can’t sit and relax anymore? What has


become of our species that we must be constantly entertaining ourselves


through devices that actually provide no sustenance to our physical and


mental forms. These devices are only helping us ignore time and pass the


time without actually living ‘in time.’ How about your last breath and

looking back on your life and seeing how good you were at ignoring your


family while you played on your cellphone, and ignoring your family while


you watched TV, and ignoring your family because you had to do this one


more thing on the computer; but the reality is, you probably won’t notice


how good you were at ignoring anybody, because you were so busy

immersing yourself in this world that became natural to you, and your


closest companion is probably busy doing the same thing, and then all of


your children who were once natural forms became unnatural forms,




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obsessed with devices and ignoring the world and each other until


suddenly, on your last breath, you actually felt like you accomplished


something beautiful in life when really the only thing you accomplished was

further degrading yourself, and degrading your sacred creations which will


pass on the degradation until all of humanity and the planet Earth is


dead. I’m not certain what all of this means, other than the reality that we


need to wake up and start observing ourselves and observing each


other. Taking one step forward and deciding to be different. Taking one step

forward and deciding to take notice of something peculiar. Every day of my


life and as much time as I can muster, I spend connecting with my body,


with my mind, with my soul, with nature, with the universe, with the energy


of life, the energy of all that is, was, and ever will be. If there is anything I


can tell you, once you discover it, this energy is way more appealing, way

more enjoyable, way more inspiring, beautiful, amazing, profound, and life


altering than any app you can find on your cellphone. When you can go


into the forest and find a peaceful place and feel your body connecting to


every large and every small form of life, and you feel your vibration shifting


and you feel this stream of light and love flowing into your heart and it

brings tears to your eyes, when you can do this every day, making love to


life itself by just finding peace and quietness in mind, body, and soul, you


will find true ecstasy beyond anything these devices can provide. Then you




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will start to realize what it is to truly be a human being in the universe and


then you will start to take notice of something that often times goes


unnoticed and that is the reality that there is something ‘bigger’ going on

behind the scenes. Something that is creating an illusion for us all that has


created billions and billions of thought prisons that will forever keep us


locked in this disturbing world that is today. The only way to break free


from this is to accept your mind and the thought prison, and then to choose


a different way of being which is to open the prison cell and walk through

that door to the rays of light that exist all around us and that are ready to


raise billions and billions of vibrations so far that they reach the endless


universe and take our species to an everyday experience of infinity.

































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YOUNG SOULS AND THE EARTH





POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 20, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




This is important for me to share, and important for me to make sure every


human being knows this truth, and the truth is that each and every human

being on this planet is not on Earth because we are all young souls. Earth


is not the beginning of our soul destination and once we have gotten to


some point in our soul development, we finally get to move on to alien life


experiences. No, this is not true. The reason I’m bringing this up is


because this has become a repetitive ‘discovery’ that I have read and heard

throughout my life. Remember, I’m only 30 and I’ve heard it more than


once and more than twice and the interaction and response to this lie


seemed favorable, that it seemed to make sense that our souls would start


here and then go elsewhere. It is mind boggling to me that our minds can

be so simple that this fact would make sense. Just because this world of


today is a complete and utter mess, it was not created by billions of young


souls who don’t know any better. Absolutely not. There are other factors


than just humans that have created this world of today. So please know


that just because you live on Earth, you aren’t living here because Earth is


step one. Know that you are living on Earth because you have a tough soul

who wanted to start in the pits of hell verse starting in a beautiful and


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reverberating love body like that of the Pleiadeans. It’s not about the body


you inhabit or the place you inhabit that determines the age of your soul,


it’s about how you love in a world of hell and that and only that will

determine who and what you are.






















































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VISIONS IN THE NIGHT, YOUR


TYPICAL 4 AM WEIRDNESS





POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 23, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




I’ve decided I probably should write down what I wake up to in the middle of

the night; usually anywhere between 1 and 5 am. My life is so full of


constant distractions, I never just write it down first thing when I get up in


the morning and next thing you know a few days have passed and I don’t


really relate to the information in the same way or I can’t remember the


words exactly and there are so many reasons why. So, I’ve decided to


change my ways and start writing things down, and the first thing I’m going

to write down is what a spirit shared with me a week ago, in fact, it might


have been two weeks ago, I can’t remember.





So, it was around 1 in the morning. It was a strange series of dreams I’d


been having over the past few days, and I had been feeling for several


months somewhat disconnected from the universe. I hate feeling

disconnected and the feeling is really just noticing that I don’t hear from the


spirit world as often as I’d like to. My life just feels dull in some


unexplainable way; something I love feels further away from me than I’d


like, and it creates an empty feeling. I have a very special relationship with

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a spirit that my soul knows very well. His name is Avery and I wrote about


him in a previous entry. I know his spirit well but his physical form is quite


distant still and confusing. Regardless, Avery spirit visited me a few weeks

ago in the night and when he visits me in this way, it fills my heart with


joy. I absolutely love learning new things from him. He shared several


pictures with me and what happened in the end was extremely strange and


hard to make sense of.





The first thing I remember him showing me was a beautiful woman, she


seemed somewhat Asian and somewhat looked like Jasmine from Aladdin,

but not a cartoon image an image of a real person. Her hair was black and


extraordinarily thick, and it had extraordinary braids in it. Unlike any


braids I had ever seen, they were intricate. Not all of her hair was braided. I


saw that she was holding something; I can’t seem to recall what it was.

Regardless, I know it was a gift. This woman had walked into a tunnel


underground and there was a stream there of illuminated water. The light


seemed to come from the ground. I know that she gave this gift to the


water. I don’t know where it went or why she was doing this. There was


more information shared about the image, but I can’t remember. This is the


first picture.






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The next picture I remember clearly was the memory of another lifetime. I


was a woman lying on a bed. I wasn’t older than 40, for certain I wasn’t. I


was very, very sick. Avery was there as a man who was taking care of

me. We were certainly together, married. I remember feeling so sad because


I was weak and I knew I was going to die from this sickness and that I was


going to leave Avery alone. It was extremely odd because I remember seeing


how broken hearted he was and I desperately didn’t want to leave him


alone. I passed away in the vision and I could even feel my soul escaping

my body as I left him alone. It was just a sensation of ‘lightness’, like


detaching from a crust and drifting away like air.





The final thing I remember seeing was very unusual and I felt I was in an


altered state of being. As though I was in my body and I was myself, but I


wasn’t entirely surrounded by our dimension as we know it. All I can tell

you is that there was a strange man that had no face and it would be the


equivalent of wearing a black spider man mask. Just a black face, not like


African American black skin, but black salamander like skin with no


distinguishable eyes or mouth or ears but a face no doubt and it was


attached to a body of some kind. I could only see the face and neck and I


thought the rest of its form was like a snake, but I can’t be sure. I suddenly

saw the walls disappear and it seemed as though I was in a barren dessert,




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and it was desolate and dead there. There was an extreme wind and sand


blowing everywhere. I really have no clue what any of this means but it was


a very clear image and I was in a real place. This face was right next to

mine and with unknown hands I was able to feel its sturdy structure and I


did all of this as I was lying in bed in my bedroom but also surrounded by


this other world I could see so clearly in my mind that it was projected


around me and it literally was around me. I asked Avery what this was and


all I could understand of it was that this creature was real and this place

was real.





I really can’t explain half the things I see but what I can tell you is that I can


recognize a distinct difference between falling asleep and recognizing a


dream world, the difference between being completely and utterly awake in


the real world, and the difference between feeling my ‘self’ in an altered state

of being. It appears to be easy to pull me into an altered state of being


between 1 and 5 am and I’m almost certain I’m not the only human being


on the planet that has experienced strange things between these hours. I


would say 4 am is the kicker time for weird spiritual experiences but since


my hours are getting earlier and earlier to rise it seems the spirit world has


to catch me a little earlier as well.







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Anyway, I’m sharing this with you. I asked the universe to open that door


again and give me a second chance. I need to make an honest effort to write


down what I’m shown in the middle of the night. Maybe it doesn’t make

sense to anyone and maybe this website has no meaning but for myself, but


at least I’m making a concerted effort for me and my choice to enhance my


relationship with the spirit world and anyone else who might relate or find


this interesting.











































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ENERGY SHIFTS, VISIONS, AND


THE SACRED RITUALS; MORE


WEIRDNESS TO THE NTH


DEGREE





POSTED ON SEPTEMBER 26, 2013 WRITTEN BY ABBEY NORMAL




So I’ve spent the last few days feeling sensitive to some unknown and

overwhelming energy fluctuations. I don’t know about you, but Monday


was a very bad day for me. I’ve gone through so many years of my life


knowing a great deal about depression, but I’ve never felt any kind of


suffering like I did on Monday. It was completely out of mind and it was like


a large ball of energy that was welling around my midsection. Not even in

my heart but below that. Over the last few days I have finally perceived


what a chakra actually looks like, and it looks like an incredible flower that


exists inside and outside of the body. It’s sort of like all human beings exist


inside of a bubble and somewhere attached and not attached to this bubble


is a floating flower. The flower I saw was a yellowish orange color, with

sharp distinguished petals, and it was extraordinary and beautiful.












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