My Corona (surviving it)



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Disclosure: what I am about to share is NOT intended as medical advice or to supercede any advice you are given by your chosen medical professional. It is intended only to share with you what I did upon becoming ill.
It was a video put out by a woman who call herself Patriot Nurse, where I first learned of the coronavirus, aka COVID 19.
At the time it was still in primarily in China but the thinking was it would spread. I think this was around late January 2020.
At the time I already had a trip planned with tickets purchased; I wasn’t too concerned at that time.
However, as the day approached for my anticipated flight, the disease was spreading. The people who had been quarantined on the cruise ship, in an attempt to stop the spread, were now being released to be taken to their home states and held under quarantine.
My flight was to Utah, and already there was one confirmed case in that state.
Knowing people can be contagious long before showing symptoms of the disease, and understanding how contagious it is, I was, by now, concerned about flying. But I was under the impression if I wore a mask on my face, glasses to shield my eyes and gloves, I should have a fair chance of protecting myself from it.
The day I flew to Utah I wore a cloth mask I had sewn up in the week prior, eyeglasses and a lovely pair of blue cloth gloves that originated from decades back; not only did they protect my hands they matched my outfit beautifully.
Its the flight home, a week later, where I believe I ran into problems.
It was a very busy Saturday at the airport. My flight departed from a wing of the airport where 7 different flights arrived and departed, so the entire hour and a half I waited for my planes departure was spent in that exceedingly busy part of the airport.
While I did wear the face mask, I wanted to crochet, so was not wearing my gloves.
Of the hundreds of people I watched coming, going, and waiting, I saw, at most, a mere handful of people wearing a mask. Yet during my wait I heard numerous coughs and sneezes.
Despite numbers of confirmed cases now in the USA, it would seem the number were low enough people were not yet concerned, with the exception of just a few of us.
Once on the plane I was seated between a younger woman and an older woman. Instead of simply turning off my phone, in my attempt to locate “plane mode” (I don’t use it often), and not thinking, I allowed my younger seatmate to handle my phone in her attempt to help me locate that feature.
This seatmate sporadically coughed the entire flight; she seemed inflicted by a dry, but annoying, cough; despite my mask, because I realized it was loose fitting, I became concerned.
Then 12 days later I became aware of some perplexing symptoms; I began dry coughing; I began feeling fatigued, and I had what I initially thought were some very weird hot flashes; my temperature would spike, but then the feeling of burning would go away; this continued for a couple days then ceased.
Following these initial symptoms things progressed as follows:
I developed a burning in my nostrils followed with a burning pain in the back of my sinuses which progressed to my throat then progressed to my lungs, so that now I had extreme fatigue and a horrendous burning in my lungs both of which lasted for several days.
While experiencing the burning lungs and fatigue I developed bouts of diarrhea. Coinciding with this I became quite nauseous; it reminded me of morning sickness.
Thankfully the nausea ceased after a couple days; I believe due to something I consumed, which I mention forthwith.
I also discovered that while on our daily walk, with my child, I felt like something was binding my chest, squeezing my lungs tightly.
Despite the reprieve of nausea, the pain in my lungs continued, and I developed a significant enough fever to get my attention. I actually only thought to check my temperature because by now, 13 days after noting my first symptoms, my child began showing symptoms enough to warrant my taking her temperature; she too was burning with fever, and beginning to cough.
In the week prior, my child, (who has special needs and is thus primarily non-verbal) had began saying “sick”. However, she is prone to saying this at times when she is not showing any signs of sickness. I had, however, begun to notice she was taking on a “droopy” appearance in the days just prior to my detecting her fever.
Due to our child developing symptoms my spouse came home and took us to urgent care where there was testing for the SARS virus.
Before discussing that event, I’d like to share the protocol I had been taking since first developing symptoms.

After developing a weakness in my lungs after a severe bout of influenza some years prior (the year the H1N1 flu was present) I was highly susceptible to any upper respiratory virus which would leave me ill with a horrible cough for many weeks to follow.
About seven years ago I learned about breathing the steam of eucalyptus oil, and the positive effects it had on respiratory illnesses.
Thus it is, for the past few years any time of feeling the onset symptoms of influenza, I would boil up water, make a tent using a towel and pour some of that water into a glass blow into which I had already placed 3 to 5 drops of eucalyptus oil.
I would proceed to breath, deep into my lungs, the steam produced, which seemed to coat my nose, throat and lungs with the oil.
I found, in doing this, at most I would only develop a minor cough which would clear up quickly, as opposed to the terrible cough of times past; a cough that would wrack my whole body for weeks on end.
So, knowing the Covid 19 (coronavirus) was a respiratory illness, I’d already determined if I were to contract it the first thing I would do is begin breathing eucalyptus steam, particularly given I was hearing there is no known cure for treatment for it, unless it became so severe one was hospitalized. And even then people were dying rapidly.
When I first noted the burning in my nose (and the sneezing that came with it), on a whim, I took a q-tip onto which I put a couple drops of eucalyptus oil and swabbed the inside of both of my nostrils. I used another q-tip and did the same to my special needs child. I experienced a rapid relief of that burning sensation.
As soon as I felt illness going to my lungs I began a daily regimen of breathing the steam. I also had my child breath some, one evening, as a precautionary measure.
Unlike with influenza, this did not cause a complete cessation of the pain and burning in my lungs, but it did serve to temporarily sooth.
More importantly, I found, with the progression of days, I was still able to breath, as opposed to stories I was hearing of people who quickly went into respiratory distress. I still experienced burning and pain, but my lungs could still breath in full breaths of air.
(as a side note, a little over a week ago we were able to acquire a nebulizer machine. From that point on we used this device to nebulize a couple drops of eucalyptus in a solution of colloidal silver. I did the procedure on my child and then on myself, in evenings before going to bed.)

After a couple days of the nausea, I remembered once reading how Colloidal Silver was useful for intestinal distress. Having a weak solution of it which I had previously purchased from Walmart, I took a tablespoon of the stuff, before bed. I was quite pleased to wake the next day with that symptom temporarily abated. While I did have it come back some time later, it was mild by comparison and went away quickly.
The respiratory symptoms, while improving, are still a factor. It’s now April 6th, and I am not fully recovered. Yesterday, about half way into a leisurely walk, around my neighborhood, I began to feel nauseous and fatigued; I had to slow my pace further still, to continue on to my home, where I sat to rest for some time; all of this absolutely not my normal under healthy conditions.
On March 23, the day my husband took us in for testing, I had begun the day by again breathing eucalyptus steam in through my nose and down deep into my lungs.

Research, done within these past few weeks led me to find actual scientific research listing the chemical components of essential oils including eucalyptus oil.
I learned that this old time remedy actually has verifiable chemistry to substantiate that it contains properties which make it anti-viral and anti-inflammatory.
So contrary to those who have suggested to me the use of this substance was merely soothing, I now understand it legitimately, and very likely served to keep the virus from proliferating in my respiratory system.
While it did not completely irradiate the virus, I believe it served to help keep it from overwhelming my immune system.
I believe it also served to reduce inflammation (given it has anti-inflammatory properties).
I learned, just yesterday that it is inflammation that triggers ARDS (acute respiratory distress syndrome) which is what brings people to where they have to receive medical intervention.

The day I was tested I had a fever of 100.4. The swab was jammed up to the top of my nostril so forcefully it felt like it was piercing me. I was informed it would only be submitted IF my tests for the flu came back negative, (which took an hour to process).
They declined to test my child for SARS, as, despite her running a fever just prior to our going in, they stated she was not presently running a fever.
Her fever persisted for the following 12 days; a reality I found alarming, but a call to an RN resulted in my being told to not worry, but that I should see about having her seen within the next couple weeks .

OF the influenza testing, both my and my child’s results came back negative, as I had expected.My child had gotten the flu shot, and I’d already had one type of flu months earlier, and had every confidence THIS was NOT the flu.

On our drive home I suddenly recalled my protocol of earlier in the day, so expressed to my spouse: oh no, I wonder if the eucalyptus oil in my nose will mess up my test results…”
72 hours later I saw the results of my SARS test which stated “not detected”.

Given all my symptoms, this made no sense to me, but a search via varied news resorts from both the US and BBC informed me there is at least a 30% rate of false negatives. The advice is: IF you have the symptoms, you most likely have the virus, so treat yourself accordingly.

Given the duration and severity of the illness both my child and I have suffered, I am of complete confidence we have had/or still have the COVID 19 virus.
So far, we both have survived it!

Given the weakness of my lungs, and my age, I sincerely believe had I not taken the protocol I did take that I, personally, may well have experienced far more severe symptoms. I would expect I could easily have required medical intervention, at the very least.
Given what I know of both my body, and my experience, I believed I was guided and blessed to take the measures I have taken while enduring this illness.
It is only within the last 48 hours that I have not treated myself, and this only because, yesterday I awoke, for the first time, with a cessation of burning in my lungs.

Today is the day…



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Standing waist high in rather swampy water, I noted the water was not a murky green, but instead was an orange red color.

From my viewpoint I saw my son and a girlfriend standing together; to my right of them stood a tall man; however, my son and this young woman’s interaction was limited to between themselves; they seemingly unaware of me or this man.

Next thing my son was standing away in the distance, no longer with this young woman, whom I knew he had been in relationship with.

Making my way over to the young woman I engaged in conversation with her.

The male personage still stood, now off to my left. There was a barrier standing between us and Him, which at the time wasn’t significant, to me, and, despite being aware of his presence, there was no attempt to engage with him or vise versa.

I understood this young woman was a virgin and that she had separated herself from my son being concerned he no longer was a virgin.

I found I was explaining  to her that ALL of us have sinned; no one is free of sin, and there is not a grading scale for degrees of sin. Instead all sin is in opposition of God, and thus separates us from Him.

(Romans 3:23 for all have sinned and come short of the glory of God,)

I attempted to impress upon her to not judge my son, explaining that through Jesus he could be made clean. 

(Hebrews 10:10  By this will we are sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all.)

I then went on to state that all of us, all of mankind, will stand before God in judgment one day.

(Revelation 20: And I saw the dead, small and great, standing before God, and the books were opened; and another book was opened, which is the Book of Life. And the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works.)

However, those of us who believe in, and trust in Jesus Christ: as our Lord, and our Savior, are washed clean through the blood sacrifice of Jesus, so we are now clean before the Father.

(Romans 10:13 For “whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”)

Quite literally, through the atoning blood of Jesus Christ, we can be made clean; God the Father will see us through Jesus, which is how we are seen as perfect.

(Philippians 3:12 Not that I have already obtained it or have already become perfect, but I press on so that I may lay hold of that for which also I was laid hold of by Christ Jesus.)

(1 Corinthians 3:10 but when the perfect comes, the partial will be done away.)

As I was explaining to this young woman how my son, through faith in Jesus Christ will be made clean again, I very literally “saw”,  in my dream, Jesus standing between my son and the Holy Father.

As I witnessed this I was so strongly impacted by the reality of HIS redeeming love I was overcome with emotion and, literally, wept.

1 John 2:1-2
My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have an advocate with the Father—Jesus Christ, the Righteous One. He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.

During the week since having this dream I have gained some clarity on it.

Virgin is representative of spiritual purity.

The murky waters represent the sins of mortal life of which we are surrounded and tempted.

This dream is applicable for all of humanity, it is not singularly about my son. I believe the Lord gave me this dream and used a visual of my son because it would serve to strongly impress upon my heart the full impact of the significance of the message; the significance of the sacrifice Jesus made for us, and the gift that sacrifice is on our behalf.

Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, now stands in the gap between us and the Father, and through our Savior we can be washed clean, IF we accept this gift offered us. 

John 14:6

Jesus answered,“I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.

Welcome to my world



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I’m so excited about the opportunity to blog. I love good conversation and in a perfect world I’d have a big beautiful porch with rockers and other similar seating, days warmed by sunshine,  iced tea and lemonade for refreshment, and the company of close friends and loved ones where we were all engaged in conversation sharing thoughts, feelings and a lot of laughs.

However, this is not my present reality, much as I’d love it to be, so I find I do the best I can with what I have. While a blog is not a personal two way conversation, it will serve as a good medium wherein I can share my thoughts, feelings and opinions.I hope I am able to write things that are edifying, entertaining or otherwise enjoyable to read. I’d really enjoy positive feedback.

I will also use this forum as a means to share some of the good reads I enjoy. I have a passion for learning and I also enjoy good fiction. Since childhood I’ve been a real mystery buff. Most of my blogging will be on non-fiction, however, as I want to share about some of the good and edifying work that I come across.

With any luck I’ll be able to write something that resonates with you, enough so that you look forward to hearing from me again.

Until then…         Gina Torso shot-crop

Really Coconut Treats


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The other day, as I began experimenting, while allowing my imagination to take me where I thought I wanted to go, I had a flashback to being an 8 year old child pulling ingredients from my mom’s pantry supplies: I was mixing dreamed up creations; the end results I happily shared with my neighborhood playmates. The fun caught on and for a spell it was quite a thing.

I suppose this was likely when my love of baking began. At age 8 I wasn’t yet allowed to utilize my mothers oven, and much as I’d have LOVED one, I was not in possession of one of those made-for-kids easy bake ovens, (sadly my parents weren’t creative enough to whip up a cardboard box with a light bulb, but who knew..) so technically it wasn’t really baking yet, but it most certainly was fostering the creative baking genius lurking within.

Initially what I created I now recognize was an oatmeal cookie dough of sorts, sans eggs and leavening ingredients, which we ate up with fervor as it was delicious; well the initial batches were that is, I’m not so confident on some later batches as when my experimenting took some extra creative turns the end result sometimes weren’t quite as I initially imagined. But if memory serves correct we ate it all still the same.

Fast forward to the other day, and you find me right back to yesteryear type activity, however, in this case the absence of oven use was intentional.

It began upon my finding a bag of coconut flour tucked back on a shelf; this product being something I’d forgotten having purchased and subsequently could no longer could recall my initial intentions for it. Knowing it not only a rather pricey purchase, but also a nutritional product, and not wanting to leave it to go to waste, I began dreaming up ways to use it up.

Days earlier I’d been searching for recipes for sugar free candy, my desire to do so using Stevia or Monk Fruit sweetener, as some of those other options sweetener options can have some harsh intestinal end results. (IF you’ve ever indulged in sweets made with this stuff, you know just what I mean).

Now that I’d discovered this coconut flour I began a search to see if there was a candy to made using the stuff. The only thing I came across was a brownie recipe, but that is not what I had in mind at the moment, so I began letting my imagination flow, yet again, and with that I began mixing ingredients.

I started with the coconut flour to which I added coconut sugar (yet another forgotten ingredient I found hiding in my pantry). I then mixed in coconut oil which served to bind it all together.

Initially I’d thought I would form this into flat patties, but instead I opted to use a cookie scoop. I placed balls of the mixture on a greased cookie sheet which I then placed in the freezer.

My plan was to dip the frozen balls into a chocolate covering which I would make by first melting coco-butter wafers, then adding monk-fruit sweetener and cocoa powder to it and blending well. After dipping the frozen coconut balls into this I planned to roll them in shredded, unsweetened, coconut. I would then place them in a cold place to set, and likely store them in a freezer bag in either a refrigerator or freezer.

However, so far the frozen balls have only made it from cookie sheet into a Ziploc freezer bag, that is aside from the one I ate the other day as I wanted to see how it tasted, and the one I ate just now, because it sounded like just the thing to start off my day… and I’ll tell you what, I’m pleased to find I’ve come up with a basically healthy treat that is so easy to put together and one I can snack on without guilt; a treat that satisfies my desire for something sweet.

As for the actual recipe: it will have to be forthcoming, as with my first go around I failed to notate amounts, more specifically because I was adding, mixing, testing, and adding again, so I am quite unsure on amounts.

When I make a second batch I’ll do so with intention and thus record measurements, and this I will share.

In the meantime, if you are of an adventuresome spirit, just start playing, ie mixing and see what you come up with…(p.s. It’s actually rather fun)

Death of shopping



I used to enjoy the occasional shopping excursion. I’ve not been for many weeks past thanks to being ill.
Today, upon discovering JoAnn fabric is open AND Vogue patterns are on sale only until tomorrow, and wanting a specific pattern, I decided to venture out…
Wow, what a HUGE mistake that turned out to be.
Shopping is now, by all accounts, ruined, thanks to the current measures being taken.
Then compound it with harsh wind and cold rain during mandatory standing OUTSIDE the store, for an hour!!
I REALLY should have left upon arrival in discovering this madness:
(forcing people to wait outside as if only allowing people inside is going to prevent anything–hardly given everyone in there is breathing so if they are not masked what’s the point and if everyone IS masked, why the mass restrictions?)
And NO, there was no warning of these measures listed on JoAnn Fabric website.
I previously stated, I should have left upon arrival, but, while debating on leaving a friendly couple engaged me in a conversation,
and being so long deprived of (albeit masked) face to face conversation, I foolishly stayed.
I was only two bodies away from getting in the door when I began to shake, uncontrollably, due to the cold, however, I could see it was a mere minute or two to be into the store, so I prevailed,
and once inside thankfully, I found what I’d come there for, but
I couldn’t warm up.
With a quick text to home, my spouse built a fire in the wood stove, for my return.
Between that fire and the hot pack I’ve set to my now burning (on the inside) lungs, I’m warm.
If I don’t legit end up with pneumonia I’m definitely committed to sewing up the project; a pattern for which I’ve foolishly, potentially, risked my life to obtain.
With sorrow I will mourn the loss of shopping; such happens when
“shop-till-you-drop” flirts with the literal meaning.
ps. if you think you want to venture to JoAnn’s, I advise against it; it’s definitely NOT worth it!
Well, that is unless you live in Arizona or somewhere equally warm and nice.

Hope vs drowning


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I was waist deep and sinking in choppy dark water, depths unknown; my hand reaching for the lifesaving hand outstretched towards me.
Where once it was Peter, this time it was a visual of me; it was adeptly descriptive of my present state; metaphorically I was truly drowning; metaphorically I was literally crying out to be saved from drowning; and literally I recognized HE is the only one that could lift me from the depths that threatened to engulf me.

Like so many people worldwide, I am weary. I’m weary of being sick; weary of worrying over the health of loved ones; weary of being cooped up inside my house; weary of being being invalidated with my integrity questioned.
And quite possibly most of all, I’m weary of waiting, and wondering if and when this all will end.

By “end” I’m not just talking about this pandemic level virus assaulting not only the country I live in but the world at large; I’m also weary of the darkness and pervasive evil worldwide, that is as much of, if not more of a pandemic than this virus.

Thus it was so timely that I happened to notice, pick up and begin again reading a book some months set aside.

Through the words of John Eldredge, in his book: All Things New, my focus was shifted away from the cares of this world to the promises of what is to come; and beautiful and exciting these promises are.

I was reminded afresh how God has promised to make ALL things NEW. Contrary to commonly held beliefs that leave some in fear of eternal boredom and cloud floating, I was able to visualize an existence in a body free of disease and aging which will forever experience eternal joy while busily engaged in developing God given talents as I realize all of my dreams of this life, many set aside and unfulfilled, to be fulfilled to their fullest in the beautiful, exciting world to come.

While I endure the trials of this life, I can latch my hope and faith onto these promises, because they are just that: promises; they’re promises given to those who faithfully slog (endure) their way through this life faithfully holding onto the hope found through Jesus Christ.

And mind you, these are not pipe dreams, as these promises are biblical: both Old Testament as well as New.
From Isaiah we find promise in these words:

(Isaiah 65:17-19): For behold, I create new heavens and a new earth;
And the former shall not be remembered or come to mind.
But be glad and rejoice forever in what I create;
For behold, I create Jerusalem as a rejoicing,
And her people a joy.
I will rejoice in Jerusalem,
And joy in My people;
The voice of weeping shall no longer be heard in her,
Nor the voice of crying.

From the book of Revelation, found in the New Testament, and pertaining to end times, in chapter 21 we find:
“Now I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. Also there was no more sea. Then I, John, saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from heaven saying, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and He will dwell with them, and they shall be His people. God Himself will be with them and be their God. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”

Then He who sat on the throne said, “Behold, I make all things new.” And He said to me, “Write, for these words are true and faithful.”

And He said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give of the fountain of the water of life freely to him who thirsts. He who overcomes shall inherit all things, and I will be his God and he shall be My son. But the cowardly, unbelieving, abominable, murderers, sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars shall have their part in the lake which burns with fire and brimstone, which is the second death.”

Later this afternoon, when once again I started feeling weary, a video popped up that peaked my curiosity. It turned out to be just what I needed to hear, and served as a confirmation of what I’d experienced hours earlier:

A REAL Corona test


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I’ve been sick for over a month now, despite all the measures I’ve taken to support my health. In moments of discouragement I forget that in all likelihood had I not taken all these measures I’d likely be far more ill, if not dead, given I’ve a weakness in my lungs as well as a weakness in my heart.

However, despite these weaknesses that have come about both by inheritance and previous illness, I’m actually normally quite healthy. I realize that may sound like a contradiction, but it’s not: I grew up eating nutrient laden foods and thus learned to live a healthy lifestyle. Then in my early 30’s I had a epiphany wherein I made a connection between the nutritional things of the earth (foods, herbs, essential oils) and our bodies which are comprised on a cellular level to the earth; I realized it is these things of the earth that very literally feed and nourish the cells of our bodies. It was in this moment my biased for pharmaceutical drugs shifted, as I recognized the validity of herbs and medicines made of the things of the earth that work synergistic with the cells of our bodies.

Yet, still my body struggles to fight this illness. To add insult to injury would be an improperly executed covid 19 test, thus resulting in a false negative. How do I know it the swab was improperly executed? Well, let me tell you..

Because, due to a resurgence in fever, after the fever subsiding for a week or so, combined with this continuous burning sensation in my lungs, I attempted to contact the doctor I’m assigned to be seen by, yesterday. My suspicion being I’ve developed some form of lung infection. Pain and weakness in my shoulders and upper arms, a newer development, led me to this suspicion, given I’m fairly sure it’s not lung cancer, which is the more recognized correlation between these symptoms.

This “doc” simply messaged back for me to go to urgent care (seems to be her standard response; I’ll be finding a new doctor when this is all over), given this is what she said when I contacted her three weeks ago upon experiencing symptoms that felt like something was squeezing my throat, and a phone call to an RN resulted in being told to seek medical immediately.

As I was able to address that issue and get the symptoms to subside I didn’t seek urgent care. So yesterday, upon again being admonished to seek it, I felt compelled, thinking to do otherwise might be negligent on my part.

However, to my utter frustration, once to urgent care, I was denied entrance, instead being sent back to await entrance to the drive thru; theis being the same procedure for being tested for covid19, one month ago .

Upon learning I was being denied a doctor exam, I made it implicitly clear I was NOT there for another covid test, particularly as I’ve been ill with these symptoms for over a month, so the likelihood is what I’m dealing with has progressed to bacterial. I was assured this was merely protocol for safety and that I would be examined by a doctor; it was not for retesting. LIES

Yes, my vitals taken (just like before) then next thing you know I’m told to tilt my head back and a swab was shoved, not just into my nostril (as before) but instead far back into my sinus cavity, resulting in pain unlike anything I’ve experienced ever before!

With a screech of alarm I involuntarily grabbed that docs arm, as my head attempted to bury through the back of my seat; the burning pain was on par of drilling a tooth with no Novocain: BURNING PAIN!
Upon momentary relief of that torture, with tears in my eyes, first words from my mouth were:

“SHIT, that hurt!!!”

(and believe me, stronger words would have been understandable, as I’m betting have been uttered elsewhere).

Even more UNBELIEVABLE is when he grabbed a fresh swab to go after the sinus cavity of my other nostril!!!

I didn’t see the point in getting this test to begin with but as my husband was in the drivers seat, and HE deemed it a logical course of action, I, as per usual, succumbed. This, naturally, being BEFORE I knew what a PROPERLY executed swab sample was obtained!!

For the life of me, I am still unsure why I submitted to that TORTURE, a SECOND TIME, in my other nostril.

But my ever so supportive spouse (said tongue in cheek) gave the go-ahead as he reached for my hand. So what do I do? Again I comply.

Again: SEARING pain as that swab reached well into the sinus cavity.
Again, I cried out (me, the person who typically has a high tolerance for pain, and never once, NOT ONCE, cried out during child birth of, not one, but TWO birthing experiences, including back labor!).

But, as I said, this procedure, properly executed, results in a searing, burning sensation qualifying for a “10” on the pain scale.
I’m surprised I didn’t break any of Brian’s fingers when I squeezed his hand.

A month ago I fully anticipated a positive test result; I had nearly ALL symptoms as described on all the lists for covid19; this including the less common gastro-intestinal issues. My lungs were on fire, and had been burning for a week prior to my actually developing a fever, and I wasn’t tested until I ran a fever of 100.4.

This time, if it actually does come back positive, (I’m thinking I should be far enough with it that I’ve got anti-bodies by now, rather than active virus) I’ve a whole host of problems, given the numbers of people I will have exposed in the past week or so.
I was of the belief, with cessation of fever and energy returning, I was no longer contagious.
Thus is was when my lungs seemed to take a turn for the worse followed with a resurgence of fever, the logical conclusion to be what once was viral has now become bacterial.

Thus I have NO idea why they didn’t check for this.
Perhaps because I no longer registered a fever once to urgent care, and perhaps because my lungs are not filled with fluids. (I very much believe this due to faithful breathing of eucalyptus vapor and chest rub with hot packs).

In the meantime, my granddaughter has come to stay some weeks with us, and she and the little girl next door really looked forward to playing together given they have both been kept socially isolated, which is extremely hard on little girls who are used to playing with friends and attending school.

So, unlike before, when it would have been nice to have some validation for the illness I was besieged with, this time around I would very much like to see a negative.

Otherwise, not only will it be devastating for these little girls, but with a whole lot of other people I’m going to have some “splainin’ to do” and that is absolutely NOT something I want, given the circumstances

The Lion


There was a small group of us staying in a cabin. The cabin sat high above the ground with a long wooden staircase leading to the ground level. From a large sliding glass door, we could see a lion, on the grounds, prowling below.

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One young man in our group, full of confident pride, was of the belief he could, in rather a “horse whisperer fashion” handle this lion, so he went outside and down to the ground level to confront the lion.
From the balcony, we called out to him urging him to come away from the animal, back to the safety of the balcony.
Our pleas fell on deaf ears, in arrogance he was so sure he could handle the animal and gain control over it.
Lying on the ground alongside the lion he prostrated himself, contorting his body as if to mimic the movements of the lion; his belief that somehow, in this manner, he could gain control over the animal.

In moments his entrails were hanging out of him as his lifeless body, now carried in the lion’s mouth, was moved the other side of the grounds that surrounded the cabin.

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A friend of this young man, who had followed him to the ground level now looked on in horror. The remainder of the group who had remained up on the deck began to scream to him to run: “RUN, run as fast as you can!”

He tore off across the grounds. As the lion was distracted with his most recent kill the young man was able to make it back to the level of safety.

The entire group then promptly leaped back into the cabin, slamming the door shut and blocking it with a sofa.

Just as someone was placing a phone call to authorities for help and back-up I awoke.
Lying in bed, my head still on my pillow, the following immediately came to my mind:

Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:”

1 Peter 5:8

Having gone to sleep some hours prior, after praying to the Lord my concern pertaining to an addiction that is a part of the life of someone I care about, I believe the Lord gave me this dream as a means to illustrate a warning.

It is with you I share this dream; my hope you will see, and heed the warning, as, I believe, your “habit” is akin to the Lion; you believe you can and do have control over it. I believe this dream was a means of illustrating that belief to be a false illusion.

A whole other level

Years ago, upon reading a novel “Time and Again” by Jack Finney, the concept of time travel fascinated me, but I believed it solely fantasy… however, upon coming across mind bending scientific information, I’m now questing: is it?

Also, in years past, by way of TV programs and movies, I  have been introduced to warping in and out of galaxies, more of time travel, and alternate dimensions.

Then came the series on NetFlix: “Stranger Things”. It was somewhat under duress I watched that series, and the concept of an alternate dimension offered up a trip to “hell” in my opinion. That alternate dimension was terrifying and, at the time, I was truly thankful this was only fiction.

Again, my belief of such a concept being only fiction has been strongly challenged. Thankfully, however, I believe what was illustrated to us in the aforementioned movie is an alternate to what the reality can be: thank God. (and I do mean that literally).

My belief in the aforementioned concepts of time travel, alternate dimensions and popping in and out of these dimensions to be purely fictional was challenged when I happened upon some information that finds support in science; information that apparently has been around for a while but of which I was unaware.

What really compelled me to pay attention, however, is when the person presenting the information in the following video also made mention of  specific historical events of which I have believed, for most of my life, to have actually taken place.

What has happened for me, most recently, is that these previous events are now being seen, by me, in a new light of understanding, as to how they took, and can still take place.

Now my mind is more open to this concept I find what I read this morning to take on a new level of meaning.

Because I find this all to be so mind expanding and, well, fascinating, I am sharing with you in the hope it excites you as well.

Below I will post the first video I heard that opened up my way of thinking, then a link to take you to read (or listen if you choose that option) to what I read today that connects to content in the first video, then you’ll find a link to a short video that depicts a portion of the events described in both the first video and the written historical event.

Please watch the videos in order as posted below and also take time to read the passage for which I will post a link.

My hope is that you, too, will find you are able to look at this things that took place so many years ago in a new light, as has happened for me, and that in the process you, too, will see your existence in a new way as well. I believe you may find it fascinating.

First watch this:


Then read or listen to the following. (Note: on the upper right of the page this link takes you to, there is a button you can click which allows you to listen to it being read to you)

historical example of entering and exiting dimensions

Then take a few short minutes to watch a short and interesting video depiction of the events described:



a vision


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Sleeping in on a Saturday morning, in my opinion, is a dream; one I love to experience! I’ve been lucky to have been able to experience this treat many times in my life, particularly these past few years that I’ve shared my life with a man who is typically an early riser; he’ll tend to the household thus allowing me to sleep in.

So, imagine my perplexity this past Saturday morning, Sept 22, 2018 when, for no apparent reason, I woke up just past the crack of dawn! What the heck, yo!

Since there was no urgent reason to get up I remained in bed, the back of my head buried in a pillow, thinking about the weird dreams I had before waking up. Aside from being weird they were of no consequence so I wasn’t making anything of them.

Suddenly I was caught by surprise when the following lyrics crashed into my consciousness in such manner as to command my attention:

“no time left for you, I’m on my way to better things…”

Simultaneous to this, with absolutely no correlation to the dreams of the night, I was presented with a visual in my minds eye:

In what I initially perceived to be water I saw what appeared to be stick like figures, floating upwards.

But then I realized, somewhat surprised, what I was seeing was not water but was a skyline; I was seeing images floating up into the sky ascending above the roof tops.

Immediately following this image there appeared an exceedingly bright light, seeming to have shape, but not identifiable to me; this supremely bright white light was shining out from amongst the clouds.

Rather excitedly I chuckled to myself thinking: “wow, we may be seeing something happen real soon after all”.

Then I saw the image of the bright white light a second time.

Initially I found this experience rather curious but as the day went on, and I pondered more upon the experience, I began to sense this was not so random as it initially seemed, but in reality may well have been an important experience and/or a message.

I guess you could say it took a bit before the significance of it all really set in with me.

Not recalling what that song was but knowing it from my past, I got up from bed and did an internet search of the lyrics: here’s a youtube of the song. However, it was only that particular stanza, as quoted above, I heard while having this particular experience or vision.

From my heart


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“What does it profiteth a man if he gain the whole world but lose his soul… “

As I sat here staring at a blank blog page with a desire in my heart but absolutely no idea how to express it, the above words came to mind.

I believe those words comprise the lifeblood of the message that is in my spirit which I pray will touch your heart.

A little over 7 years ago, in the midst of a crisis of my faith, I phoned my childhood best friend. At age 11 my family moved 850 miles away from my childhood home, so this friend and I no longer maintained the typical friendship of those who are blessed to grow up together in the same town. But this friend and her family were so near and dear to me, I reserved a place for her in my heart, for life, and periodically kept in touch in an attempt to sustain our friendship.

As she and I were raised under the same religious culture, but knowing she did not live true to the religion, she was, I believed, the one I could safely call. I needed someone whom I believed would understand, to discuss with this crisis I was in, upon coming to recognize this church in which I was raised and had been faithful to for the better part of my life was, actually, in fact, not all it perported to be.

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In this phone conversation I learned a few things: while my friend did not live the religion in her daily life, she still held to the culture and believed the church to be true; my friend believed what is important to make it to heaven is simply to be a “good person”; and lastly, my crisis of faith of the church actually seemed to serve distancing this friend from me; something I feared it would those who remain active believers of this particular church; I just never anticipated it of this friend.

However, that phone conversation is the last this particular friend has accepted from me.

I still love that friend and I’ve missed her. But more importantly is what I have come to understand in the years since that phone call with her.

In particular, on my mind today, is not so much her belief that this particular church and culture are true, but more importantly of her belief that you only need to be a “good person” to obtain eternal salvation into Heaven.

This is a false belief and my objective desire today is to share with you, my reader, what is essential to obtain the saving Grace of God, so as to obtain eternal salvation in the glories of eternal heaven, as opposed to finding yourself in the realm outside of heaven thereby being cut off from the presence of God which equates to spending eternity in the realm of Hell.

To begin we need to understand why any of this is relevant, and I believe the following sums it up well:

 Therefore, just as through one man sin entered the world, and death through sin, and thus death spread to all men, because all sinned— 13 For until the law sin was in the world, but sin is not imputed when there is no law. 14 Nevertheless death reigned from Adam to Moses, even over those who had not sinned according to the likeness of the transgression of Adam, who is a type of Him who was to come. 15 But the free gift is not like the offense. For if by the one man’s offense many died, much more the grace of God and the gift by the grace of the one Man, Jesus Christ, abounded to many.  (Romans 5:12-15)

In a nutshell: Adam sinned against God and in that moment suffered spiritual death. He was cut off from the presence of God.

In order to restore a way for mankind back into the presence of God, (since we each are born of Adam with a sin nature) a sacrifice had to be made to atone for sin.

This was accomplished by God (the son of God: Jesus Christ) coming to this earthly realm and taking on the form of humanity; this being accomplished by the Holy Spirit implanting in the womb of the virgin Mary so that she would bear the human child in which the spirit of God, (the son of God) dwelt, thereby creating a human being that was both God and man.

And Simon Peter answered and said, “Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God.”

17 And Jesus answered and said unto him, “Blessed art thou, Simon Bar-Jonah, for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but My Father who is in Heaven.  (Matthew 16:16-17)

Thus it was that Jesus was without sin which qualified Him worthy to be a sacrifice to atone for the sins of all of mankind.


For if you live according to the flesh you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live”  (Romans 8:13)

For us to be able to partake in the redemption offered us of God by way of this atoning sacrifice, it is requisite that we ACCEPT this gift; acceptance of this gift is done by way of faith and believing.

To deny the atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ leaves us lost in our sins:

Therefore I said to you that you will die in your sins; for if you do not believe that I am He, you will die in your sins.  (John 8:24)

or again:

Therefore I said to you that you will die in your sins; for if you do not believe that I am He, you will die in your sins.  (Colossians 2:9)

On the other hand, when we accept and believe on the atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ:

There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has made me free from the law of sin and death.  (Romans 8:1-2)

That if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. 11 For the Scripture says, “Whoever believes on Him will not be put to shame.” (Romans 10:9-11)

I think because my original foundational understanding of the gospel began with religion based upon law, it was challenging for me to come to understand and accept the principle of grace, a principle taught us by the Apostle Paul.

Perhaps this is why I was given a particularly powerful dream, one I felt was worthy to share, which I did in a previous blog post. You can read it by following this link

I recommend reading it, as I believe it serves well to drive home an understanding of this powerful gift or blessing that can be ours.

Following are a couple scriptures that define what I came to understand in the dream:

 Now He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He makes intercession for the saints according to the will of God. (Romans 8:27)

Who is he who condemns? It is Christ who died, and furthermore is also risen, who is even at the right hand of God, who also makes intercession for us (Romans 8:34)

While doing research I came across an article wherein I learned the following:

There are two kinds of faith: ascentia and fiducia.

Ascentia is a mental acknowledgment.

Understanding this helped me understand something that once puzzled me:

In reading from the New Testament I realized the demons who took possession of mortal bodies recognized Jesus as the son of God.

In my mind this establishes a couple points:

1) Jesus IS of God, because these demons, followers of Satan, each of whom once dwelt in the Heavens with God clearly would know of the deity of God and thus of the Son of God. Therefore, when He dwelt upon the earth they recognized Him.

2) Despite fully recognizing Jesus, thereby “believing” it was Him, and thus knowing He IS the Son of God, yet still they are NOT saved. So, what’s the difference?

The difference is between ascentia and fiducia.

Fiducia is a faithful, independent trust in the work of Christ upon the cross. It is in believing and trusting that the sacrifice of Jesus Christ: His offering up His life and allowing His blood to be shed for our sins: is the only way through which we can and will be saved.

So it’s more than just knowing of Jesus Christ. Many are those that can know of Jesus. There is secular documentation from the time when Jesus walked upon the earth that allows us to know He was a real life character. Knowing OF Him is not enough.

Salvation requires believing in Him; believing His atonement; trusting in the salvation He offers: understanding that is is ONLY through Jesus Christ that we can come to the Father.

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.   (John 14:6)

Being a good person and doing good works is a good thing, but it will NOT bring us to the eternal Father!! It is NOT the key.

Moreover, brethren, I declare to you the gospel which I preached to you, which also you received and in which you stand, by which also you are saved, if you hold fast that word which I preached to you—unless you believed in vain.

For I delivered to you first of all that which I also received: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures,    (1Corinthians 15:1-4)

And once we have this; hold fast, because:

…“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”  (1 Cor 2:9)


Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. 38 For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, 39 nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.  (Romans 8:37-39)

I pray that if your faith was wavering or, simpering out, or no longer existent, it is revived, so that the fire now burns within your spirit and that your HOPE burns bright, as we wait upon our Lord and Savior, because HE has long promised HE WILL RETURN for those who love Him.

 For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? (Romans 8:24)

May God Bless You.

of eclipses and volcanos


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You probably are aware there is to be a mega blood moon on Friday which will be experienced clearly over the middle east continents of this world.

Due to the time difference, those on that part of the world will see it at night while those of us on the American continent will be experiencing blue skies and sunshine in the mid morning hours of the day.

A question I’ve had but didn’t find answers to, is will we (those of us on the America’s) experience any type of eclipse. However, this morning I began listening to a women who does very analytical studies. In this series she just put out pertaining to the blood moon, I learned there is a possibility we may very well experience an eclipse.

I also learned there is a possibility the effects of this lunar eclipse could cause the Yellowstone volcano to blow. We know it’s been showing some activity of late which has the attention of those who understand that, should this volcano blow, it would have devastating effects on this portion of land mass.

So, to back up a bit, some of you are likely familiar with the one and only dream I had for which I spoke with assurance it was a vision from God. I’ve had some interesting and some insightful dreams in my life, but of this dream I have known, without question, it was of God. I have never claimed to know why I was shown what I was shown, and I didn’t fully understand what it was I was being shown.

However, in the span of time since October 8, 2016, which is when I was awakened from my sleep and instructed that I must remember this, upon which the dream was brought to my now conscious mind with distinct clarity, I have been paying attention to both scripture and world events in a desire to better understand what I was shown.

Months after the dream  my studies led me to recognize a correlation between the opening of the 6th seal (from Bible prophecy as given in the book of Revelation). That was a jaw dropping moment that gave me chills, as I recognized the connection.

Some months later, again, I was given reason to believe the “cloud of darkness” I saw just prior to the “bolts of fire” was from an solar eclipse. Thus it was, last year, I was paying close attention when I learned the American continent would experience a total solar eclipse.

Today, in the middle of listening to the series, I paused it to look for photos depicting what a volcano blowing looks like. I specifically wanted to see if in process it caused “bolts of fire” to effectively “rain” down from the sky. I’ve inserted a picture that suggests to me this may very well be so. As we know, this type of natural disaster causes much destruction, which is exactly what I was made to know was the result of the “bolts of fire” that rained from the sky in my dream.

The dream is posted here

If you’ve not already read it, I think you may find it most interesting. For myself, it was amazing to see.

While I am NOT prophesying anything with what I am saying now, I do state I am seeing a good possibility of what could come to pass.

And given all the factors, I see a strong possibility it could happen within the next days to come.

Combined with this, I have been having some personal experiences which lead me to believe the judgments of God are indeed about to rain upon us, just as I was made very aware that what I was shown in that dream were, in fact, judgement of God.

One very important point I understood in my dream was I did not have a spirit of fear. The reason being because I felt the protection of God. Those that put their faith in Jesus Christ need not have a spirit of fear because God has promised that He will protect those that are His.

Thus it is I constantly emphasize the point to get your life right before the Lord; to place your hope and trust in the saving grace of Jesus Christ.

TODAY is the day to do this if you have not already. We absolutely cannot count on tomorrow.

2 Corinthians 6:2

For He says:

I heard you in an acceptable time,
and I helped you in the day of salvation.

Look, now is the acceptable time; now is the day of salvation.

Here is a link to the first of the series I have been listening to: