I am eagerly looking forward to Spring.
For many reasons.
But specifically, because I can start enjoying daytrips again; discussed over the phone this afternoon with an agreeable traveling companion 😊
That is the plan anyway … if DC enforces documentation of the vaccine to travel, I will need to figure out other ways to get out of house/out of town. I will not be getting the vaccine. Ever. I do not put poisons into my body; for any reason.
I do, however, enjoy a very active life when an active life can be enjoyed. I limped through the tail end of 2018; and crawled through 2019. My brain and feet picked up some speed in 2020 – and I’d like to be at cruising speed in 2021: I’ve made plans to broaden my horizons with an overnight mini vaca at some point. I’ve not done that yet, since becoming a solo lobo. I think that is important for me to do, so I am aiming towards that accomplishment.
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/magic-moments.html & https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/01/adventure-awaits.html)
Everything depends on the obama-biden crazy train being divinely derailed, and parked.
Every morning I wake up praying the downward spiraling obamanite nightmare wildfire, which is a toxic blend of islam, nazi tactics, communism, socialism, and satanism … burning through the populace and destroying America; will be drowned out with a fresh dose of reality that will slap sense into the DC stoopids/their lemmings, and tilt things back upright.
I have to hang onto the hope that there are still rational thinking people in America that haven’t sold their souls. I know I am a rational thinking person, and my soul hasn’t been snatched by that snake, Lucifer: I have to believe I am not alone. To think otherwise, would be depressing – and I don’t make a place in my life for fear.
I know Elohei is a firm foundation that is unshakable; a rock on which I stand.
When Bob and I spoke our last words to each other, those last 12 hours before December 14th, 2018 severed our Earthly connection – I assured him that I would live and rebuild a new life (as he requested). We both knew that the kids would drop off the familial radar; but neither of us has any idea the entire life we had built together for 44 years, would go so spectacularly up in flames: contractual legalities burned through 2019 and erased all our joint holdings/the kids set fire to the thin strands that bound them to us, and they were permanently gone from my life sans Bob – by the end of 2020: and the 2020 DC “scientific” bullshit surrounding covid hysteria reduced everything else to ash.
There is literally nothing at all left of the 44 years of our life together (except memories, that now feel like a distant dream) to bring into the new life I need to engage in, in 2021. That is a hard reality to face.
I actually had a premonition type of dream last year, that left the impression upon waking … that my new life would be truly disconnected from Bob. At first the dream really disturbed me; but now I can “see” with clarity what I missed of the message, last year: things in my life, connected to Bob, spiraled out of control for 24 months; the memories aren’t enough to sustain stability.
In the last 2 months – even with the Election Year upheaval – things in my life, seem to have found a holding pattern: I have been breathing easier, and getting more comfortable in my solo lobo life.
I did state two days ago, that I am bummed out about the communist obamanite leadership in DC and across this land … but, I know that all things work together to bring about Elohim’s Grand Plan – and I rest in that knowledge.
I am looking at the view of 2021 through reflective lens, cocooned in the love of my Father and my two husbands (Yeshua and Bob); they all know exactly where I am. Whether I toot the horn, or not – I am never alone, though I may be walking through this life solo lobo 😉
The dawning of 2021 birthed a new world; with an antagonistic new world order carried forward on the back of ancient History. There is nothing new that has not already been done … it is just “new” to our place on life’s timeline.
I will have to try to build a new life for myself … in a new world, with a new world order, that has no place for me: a new world order that has erased common sense along with male/female genders and Elohim – both, are viewed as useless in the obamanite world that is being set in place by the obama’s puppet tools, dementia boy biden and spotty hyaena harris.
I am a female: an elderly female – born an honest-to-God female, and unapologetic about that distinction. I am definitely considered “irrelevant”. I have actually been told this, to my face.
I am a Christian – totally unmovable in my Faith; again, I have been told I am “irrelevant” … as well as being labeled by DC obamanites, as a “domestic terrorist” (obama declared this in first coup, the military agreed and implemented that labeling in their warfare manuals, and obama’s third coup through biden, is reaffirming that labeling).
Trying to build a life in 2021 will not be easy for me to do; every avenue for a successful rebuild has been hampered with obamanite roadblocks that stretch into 2022 – some demonrat politicians are even going so far as to state “this is here to stay”: meaning the obamanite encouraged/applauded street violence, and covid lockdowns will never end!
The landscape of my life has drastically changed in the past 26 months; the ground I have gained was hard won. And I weathered those battles & celebrated those victories pretty much solo lobo; because most everyone else has been hiding in their houses afraid of covid, for the past year.
There’s been no fellowshipping – churches shut their doors: I don’t think I will walk through those doors when (or if) they reopen; the leadership there does not walk with God … and I make no place for fear in my life.
There has been no friendly gatherings – senior centers I had joined in hopes of making friends following the onset of widowhood, closed their doors. The hiking club I hoped to join, pulled notices and has stopped all activities … even though all activities would be outdoors. Over the months, as the doors stayed barred, and the notices ceased to be reenacted, I’ve lost interest in all of it. These things interested me because of the social interaction – without the interaction, they are pointless; and I do not want to be hammered with covid themed talk when (or if) the Center or Club picks up again.
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/home-alone.html, https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/making-bank.html, & https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/shabbat-ponderings.html)
Friends that were in my life 26 months ago have tapered off … some have totally fallen off … and I’m not sure those bridges can be rebuilt: their minds, have by and large, been seriously affected by the covid nonsense and the political hostility coming from DC. I’m not interested in any of that – and I don’t want to pulled into a biased argument doomed to hostilities.
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/pieces-of-april-in-january_10.html)
And the Widow Groups I had joined went off the rails; ‘widows’ who weren’t actual widows were joining: homosexuals, common-law unions, girlfriends, parents mourning children, people mourning siblings and parents … some even including mourning for pets; all the groups gave special attention to those who had a covid death lament. All the Groups started becoming dating sites. It got to a ridiculous point. So, I left all of the groups – I had nothing in common with any of those people. I am not interested in being treated special … or treated with kid gloves because of a political label being slapped on my life. I am not interested in mourning 24/7 for the rest of my life. I’m not interested in online dating sites. The Groups were helpful until covid hit; and by then, I had outgrown them: it was time to leave when I left.
Like I said, my life has drastically changed the past 26 months.
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/the-word-for-2020.html)
But Elohei remains the same solid foundation on which I stand.
I know Elohim is for me.
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/01/his-grace-is-still-sufficient-for-me.html)
I know Yeshua stands with me.
I know there is a Plan for my life 😊
I know that things will eventually work out 😉
