Christmas, Trust, Nutcracker
The Christmas Prince
An aspiring young journalist, Amber Moore, is sent to the foreign nation of Aldovia to cover a press conference regarding the crown prince Richard, who is set to take the throne following his father's recent death. Richard is alleged to be an irresponsible playboy and is also rumored to be planning to abdicate. Though she hopes it will lead to a big break, the prince fails to appear for the press conference, frustrating the assembled journalists. However, Amber is soon mistaken for the new tutor of the young princess, Emily, and takes the opportunity to go undercover to investigate the rumors of abdication.
Emily, who suffers from spina bifida, intentionally tries to prank Amber into quitting, but soon warms up to her after Amber treats her like a normal girl. Amber also meets Richard, who she is embarrassed to realize that she insulted him earlier after he, incognito, stole the cab she had hailed. Amber quickly becomes attracted to Richard upon learning that, contrary to rumors, he is actually a compassionate and responsible family man, though he is indeed reluctant to take the throne. During this time she also learns from Emily that Richard's cousin Simon is next in line for the throne after him, which he sorely wanted; she also encounters Richard's ex Sophia, who Richard suspects was only interested in him for his title.
Amber is eventually confronted by Emily, who reveals that she knows the truth about her identity. Amber prepares to leave, but Emily agrees to not reveal her secret so long as she exposes Richard for the real person he is and end the negative rumors about him.
The Seed, The Acorn
Sunday, December 25, 2011
December 26th, the courage to go on
December 26th, the courage to go on
(from the movie)There is no greater gift than to have a future - Hogfather
So this morning I posted this on facebook
And it is now time to post the synch from ONE year ago as it is becoming more and more EVERYONE's experience also.As a man everyone always thought it was just my job to give and then I lost everything once and lived alone and spent Christmas after Christmas alone and no one even knew I existed. Not my parents, nor my brothers and sisters ever knew for years what I was experiencing alone. The Spirit taught me about those that we misunderstand during those years and made me understand who it was that was speaking in these words. 35‘For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; 36naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ 37“Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink? 38‘And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You? 39‘When did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ 40“The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’
From my blog 26 Dec 2010
One year from today
This post feels like it is related to ONE YEAR from the date I posted it which was the day after Christmas. Like the Meltdown and the Stockmarket synchs turned out to be one or two years to the date and also the Mayan thing on the 21st of Dec.
went walking with Brett, told him of the bird synchs coming back and then we walked upon a card on the ground of an Owl in a tree encircled by the moon.
We walked to the bookstore where he had to look up Windows 7 and I ran into one of my synchs from yesterday about the word Courage
My synchs yesterday were of "Courage to go on, You have to trust the messenger" This one line came in three parts during the day.
The audio book that had the synch on it was
Unconditional Confidence By Pema Chodron
Meeting any experience with trust and courage
I much rather just pure experiences in synchs but when I am looking for synchs I even find them in books. LOL
Whoever Brought Me Here Rumi poem
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
.Let us share the Joy emanating from the bottom of our broken hearts.
Everyone's heart gets broken sooner or later, feel the meaning of the blood and the water(understanding) that comes from such experience.
You are Wonder-Full my love, understand This and you will create volumes.- The message for many years was reconciliation, but the world loves blame and shame more than they love each other
Thursday, November 26, 2015
I must let go of all such ruthless calculating betraying manipulators even in my own family. These empty places will be filled with great love and joy from the SPIRIT through others. But the SPIRIT is moving to rid these from my lives as also I dreamed in 1993 this same betrayal would occur in my own family to reach those who are to be reached and those who in their hearts are only WORKERS OF INIQUITY ARE TO LEAVE MY WORLD!!!!!

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