Eliza: Photo Journal and some Winter Musings

This morning I visited Princess Place. The temperatures were in the 60’s, the skies blue, the park full of people in some places, empty in others. I chose to take one of my favorite walks, parking near the covered bridge over Stiles Creek and then setting out on a portion of the equestrian trail.

I noticed some equestrians and their beautiful mounts exiting one of the side roads and waiting for traffic to pass so they could cross the one-way covered bridge.

Now, why was I at Princess Place, again. I seem to go there every two or three weeks since I arrived back in this area (Flagler County). Well, today I really needed trees, big trees and some relative peace during my walk instead of needing to dodge traffic even in my relatively quiet neighborhood. You see, folks, I’ve been undergoing my own personal identity meltdown these past nearly two weeks since I had a brief but memorable encounter with a gang of scammers. As a consequence of my suffering from some considerable traumatic stress syndrome, I have lost some ground in self-confidence.

According to a banker at my local credit union, financial scams have been soaring of late and anyone, anyone can have the misfortune of experiencing such an episode. Fortunately, it would appear my current finances are okay, but it was a close thing, especially when I already had put out a lot of $$ towards repairing an elderly car. I know I was targeted, too, nearly the moment I joined X (formerly Twitter) possibly due to some impertinent remarks I made or not. I was contacted by an Elon Musk impostor, which I thought was strange… “He” wanted to give me a deal to buy Bitcoin, make a profit so I could buy a Tesla. I ended up blocking this individual and nearly the next day, an email receipt/invoice for Bitcoin ended up in an email I don’t generally give out. I put that in the spam, but then, two weeks later, another invoice showed up… and then I was roped into a situation that lasted nearly an entire day, while I was worrying about whether or not I would have enough funds to pay for my auto repairs. Frankly, I wasn’t in a “good place” and therefore, susceptible to some persuasion. “They” got away with $500.

By the next day, I finally came to my senses, questioning everything. I noticed the manipulation and emotional pressure I had been under as a possible scam. When I checked on a few things, I knew it was a scam… the men wanted everything I had in the bank, too, and kept asking whether or not I had other bank accounts. Well, I went to my banker, explained the situation and was given some options. Then I went home and uninstalled some software on both computer and phone, blocked a series of phone numbers and emails, hoping this would end any opportunity for the scammers to wreak more damage. Today, finally, a new infusion of $$ from one of my income sources finally showed up, giving me renewed hope that the whole ordeal was finally over.

Financial scams, emotional scams… I’ve been through it all since leaving Washington State and my former employment. Yet, I know I was meant to be here in Florida to meet certain people and to encounter remnants of my own inner darkness that is self-doubt and a willingness to give my power away to others.

As I have noted before, there are several layers to the waking up process. Some of us are more street-smart than others. I’m actually quite naive compared to some people, even the women who are my present housemates. I long for a world where people are accepted for who/what they are, not what they do in the world. Simply being is a difficult job in a world full of ego identity.

I’m not proud of opening myself up to a scam. However, I eventually pulled through, using my common sense, checking on things, questioning motives, and simply enduring the discomfort and resulting tension and lack of sleep. It may take awhile for me to return to feeling more secure within myself. For now, I will intend to spend a lot of time in Nature and probably not as much time online. Self-honesty, humility, critical thinking and being true to one’s Self is of paramount importance especially now when everything we have depended upon is being shredded, dismantled, taking a great deal of adjustment, besides confronting skepticism from those who are not yet quite fully awake. I intend to spend more time processing my recent experiences through journaling, which is one way I let go of what is bothering me.

I don’t know about y’all, but I also feel a great deal of tension in the collective. Whether or not people address their fears and feelings, there is a sense that something big is about to drop… I feel it in the pit of my stomach, which is an intuitive warning of impending danger unless I (we?) change our approach on the situation. I have felt that feeling while walking alone in the Washington Cascades upon reaching the snow level and deciding not to proceed any further. I have felt it when driving my car up a snowy road and deciding to turn back despite the other car in the party was still proceeding up the hill. What am I missing? What am I sensing? Perhaps I need to take a long break from the Internet. Frankly, if the Internet shut down tomorrow, I wouldn’t miss it.

The remainder of the Deep State is desperate and will probably attempt to pull off a big false flag… we’ll just have to see, and see how the White Hats (White Knights, et al?) take command of the situation. Meanwhile, I will endeavor to focus on inner work, in order to return to a place of inner peace I once experienced even here on Terra.

So, how about a few more photos to end this journal entry. In joy:

So, a bit of an episode of True Confessions today… Just know that while I’m here, I’m subject to the same doubts and fears as anyone else wearing a physical 3D vehicle. I know it isn’t me but I still get the honor of wrestling with human emotions and ego issues. Like Alex Collier often remarks, we’re undergoing a Master class here in these final moments of the old system, as it cracks and disintegrates before us all. It is difficult, messy, and inconvenient… uncomfortable and all of that… and still a miraculous opportunity for tremendous soul growth. Moving into a state of balance and inner peace is vital for one’s personal well-being. Nevertheless, we are all being tested on a constant basis, and tested, again. This past two weeks have been difficult for me but I’ve made some progress and am now emerging out of the funk, ego-bruised, battered, but still kicking.

Thanks for being you, all of you, who follow this blog. If anyone wants to contact me directly, use: bluedragonjournal@gmail.com

Meanwhile, I’m not a guru, a contactee, or experiencer… other than simply experiencing life in 3D which has proven to be quite an adventure. Hopefully, what I have learned I can share with others when I finally return to my real Home, which isn’t Terra.

Blessings to all,

Eliza

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