Why Do We Love to Hate?

Posted by one of the viewers of this video, they ask "why do we love to hate so much?" It seems that instead of striving to rise above our own limitations, the human race is fixated with rising above each other. We believe in superiority of the self rather than the superior collective; mankind working together to achieve our fullest potential. I am hoping that the end of this era will usher in one of peace. Its time for us to shed our skins and begin the transformation. 

I really hope the tides will turn after the solstice. Each and every person has the power to change this world. Don't ever believe anyone who tells you otherwise; we each have a role to play. Speaking personally, after many years of soul searching, a tapping of my fifth chakra [by Lucifer], and piecing together key elements of my past, I now know that I am an "Innocent". It is my task in this life to bring back the old ways; old magic, childlike wonder and the innocence we have lost along the way. With others like myself who realize their potential, we can band together to channel our powers towards the greater good [pulling away the mask of mankind's "reality" and show them the world that lies beyond]. What is your power, your gift in this life? I would love to know how you are transforming [yourself, others and this world]. I'll pour myself another cup of tea. With that, I'll leave you with two quotes, food for thought. 


"If we can't save the world, we can damn sure avenge it" -the Avengers

"The ultimate tyranny in a society is not control by martial law. It is control by the psychological manipulation of consciousness, through which reality is defined so that those who exist within it do not even realize that they are in prison. They do not even realize that there is something outside of where they exist." -Barbara Marciniak

Child of the Sea

Last night around 3:30 am, I had an interesting experience. At first I considered it a dream, but now I believe it was something more like a premonition. There I was alone in my apartment, my son (Hamish) was spending the night at my folk's place. I had been dreaming about a secret closet I found at my grandparent's house when, for no reason, I drifted awake and heard a loud crash in my son's bedroom. I was puzzled and a little frightened; Hamish wasn't home so what caused the noise? At first, my imagination made it out to be a burglar. That assumption was quickly put to rest when I heard soft pitter-patters on the carpet, like tiny feet walking out of Hamish's room towards mine. I happened to react by drawing the covers up to my chin and squinting my eyes, as if I were asleep (a habit from childhood). The footsteps paused at my bedroom door for a few heartbeats, then continued in and up towards the head of my mattress. The entity stopped there, hovering next to my pillow. I un-squinted my eyes a bit more to see if I saw anything, but just as I expected, I didn't. Next, I opened my mind and saw a small boy that looked very much like Hamish. He turned and looked at me. Without so much as a thought in my head, my tongue formed the muttered the name Hadrian, as if I knew his name all along. While "in mind" (like astral projection, the mind leaves the body to interact with different planes of existence), I took the child into my arms and hugged him. 

I was baffled earlier this morning, but came to the conclusion that this small boy was Hamish's future brother by the name of Hadrian. He looked like my son, the family resemblance was there, however Hadrian's hair was black (or dark brown). I investigated the name online, only knowing it was the name of the architect who built Hadrian's Wall in Britain. There were other meanings of the name in different languages. In Scandinavia, it means "black earth" or "dark one", in Sweden it means "dark" and in Latin "man from the sea, as in the Adriatic". I wonder if "black earth" could be in reference to sediment at the bottom of the ocean. Names do have a tendency to be related in one way or another.

Perhaps I am getting a glimpse of my future, I may have another son in the coming years. This amuses me to no end. I've always dreamed and wished for a daughter, but it seems I may be destined for sons.

Tlaltecuhtli and the Stone of Five Eras

I'm still in the midst of dragon fever. This isn't uncommon, once you're wholly aware of something, everything pertaining to that subject starts crawling out of the woodwork. When I found myself pregnant with my now almost three year old son, I began to notice ALL of the baby/mommy commercials on television and saw pregnant women EVERYWHERE. A similar, yet less intense experience is happening now with my dragon-fever. 

Yesterday afternoon on my way home from the mall, I pulled in behind a car at a red light. On the back window was a large golden decal. I peered over my dashboard to get a closer inspection and realized it was the Aztec sun stone or the Stone of the Five Eras (also known as the calendar stone). A little history lesson for you guys: the stone contained two cycles within it's bands, a 365 day count (which we attribute to a year) and also a 260 day count ritual cycle. The symbols in the center of the stone are said to depict five historical eras. There has been speculation as to who the figure in the center of the stone represents. Some have claimed it was a sun god, however another theory produced by Richard Townsend suggests the figurehead is Tlaltecuhtli, a monstrous Aztec earth goddess responsible for destroying the worlds Quetzalcoatl and his brother, Tezcatlipoca created. The tale goes that both Quetzalcoatl and his brother transformed themselves into giant snakes and bound themselves around Tlaltecuhtli until she was ripped in half. They used her body parts to create the earth and made it possible for human beings to support themselves by using the gifts her flesh provided. However, the earth goddess' provisional abilities could only be sustained through a tribute of human blood. 

Now, in the realm of hypotheses and newly minted theories, perhaps an event or change for our planet might arrive sometime next month if it hasn't already (global warming). We haven't appeased the Earth enough and now she may be halting her helpful ways. Or maybe it could be a lot more sinister (worst case scenario theories go!). So then, by seeing this Sun Stone decal chance or was it placed there by some divine intervention. For the record, I don't believe in coincidence. I believe that everything happens for a reason, however you the reader may populate my comment box with you own ideas. Speak up and let me know! I shall end this blog and leave you with a song. For the past couple days, ever since Quetzalcoatl came to visit, the tune Radioactive by Imagine Dragons has been following me around. The lyrics are fantastic and the chorus line "welcome to the new age, to the new age" burns in my brain like a golden link to somewhere.