Day of Silence
April 16, 2010 at 11:29 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 CommentsTags: Civil Rights, Gay Rights, Lesbian, rebel
Today as many of you know was a nation wide protest against those who deny gays, lesbians, and bisexuals equal rights, judge and tease them, and even in many cases use physical attacks to express their views. People throughout the nation (more here in a rebel city like ann arbor than in more conservative areas) are staying silent and some refusing to do any work in an effort to break the silence.
Now it’s just my personal opinion, but I think that part of the movement is sort of self contradictory. I mean, if we want to break silence, why are we joining them? Why don’t we make posters that say ‘It’s okay to come out of the closet’ or something like that instead? Why don’t we all go around kissing people of the same gender to make them feel more accepted? That would certainly get more attention than someone just sitting in the background while others go on with their daily lives. And about the staying in the background- I know I’m different- I personally don’t like to make a scene- but not saying ANYTHING for even half of the day is really hard for so many people. I know so many people are very supportive of gays and the like, but they’re not doing the staying silent thing. That doesn’t just not get the message through, it implies the opposite- that people don’t care!!!
One of my best friends is a Lesbian. She came out of the closet to me on this day two years ago. And my ‘would have been’ boyfriend was gay too. (It’s a long story but to make it short I have a habit of turning gay guys streight. I also have a habit of having psychic visions at the worst time possible. Bittersweet.) I thought, (after all those years of waiting for him) he told me he was gay. And screw visions- I don’t care if I am meant to get married to him and fold his laundry and drive his kids to soccer practice, i’m over him. All my tears had long since dried up. But still the least I could do was fight with every fiber of my being for gay rights– and for my lesbian friend too!
Either way, I was able to get somewhat of an indigo thing spreading. So here’s the play: Today in choir instead of talking with friends I simply walked over to the seats and looked no one in the eye. Then when the teacher ordered everyone to get together and begin vocal warmups I decided to not only keep my mouth shut, but I walked in front of the room and to the wall so that everyone could see. After a while of vocal warmups, my already over attentive teacher started getting really irritated. She stopped the entire class to tell me that she ‘knew it was Be Quiet Day or whatever, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t participate in class.” Everyone was looking at me so I continued my act- I crossed my arms and looked at her with angry stubborn eyes and she kept on going without me. Then after a little more vocals she got pissy and threatened me with a ‘Get with the group now or I am calling the office.’ I raised my eyebrows, determined to be as indigo rebel as I could and threatened respectfully (yes I know. I broke the silence, so everyone could hear) “Why don’t you let me call them for you?!” I heard gasps and snickers. ‘Score! Touchdown!’ The damage had been done. She looked at me and I read her thoughts through her eyes. She knew she couldn’t touch me. She thought of her feelings, then of her job. And just to make my point, lord bless her (lol) one of the girls in my class stood up. “Yeah you can’t make her. She can do what she wants.” So I got to sit there and be all indigo, thanks to blessed friendship! That’s the game! ^_^
Ahh… I love my job… 
Thanks A Lot :]
April 12, 2010 at 3:00 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a commentI now suddenly have come to realise just how special this place is- we are in such a revolutionaly time in the earth’s history that even its technonic plates can’t handle it without shifting- and what a blessing is it to be alive at just this point in time. I just want to take a moment to say thank you to everyone- to everything- because it’s all so beautiful. And i get to be a part of it, with you, all of you and we get to be the ones to paint the world in our colors. We and our children and our children’s children will be the ones who will restore love and understanding to the next society. I thank everything for being exactly what it is in all its simplicity and imenceness. now that my questions have been answered I can open my eyes and see what lies right in front of me. I can see the optimism and the change that it already happening and I can see that everything is going to be okay because we are really working toghether. I just want to thank the world and who put me in it for giving me the chance to be a part of this beautiful rainbow of friendship and love.
I know what I am
April 12, 2010 at 2:43 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a commentafter a year of emptiness, research and desperation, I have finally found what i believe to be the best answer i can get to the question ‘what am i”. Here it is.
I am a part indigo part super psychic teenage girl. I have two natal charts and that’s okay because it’s possible. I have two because of a polarity issue. When i was incarnated into my human body there was an enormous transfer of energy that it couldn’t contain causing me to have siezures. I died and was brought back to life by an unknown force because my soul had obligations to fufill elsewhere in a higher dimension (the ninth). It had something to do with love. Everyone I recognise from a previous life is around my parents age or older because I was incarnated late to this life. In three years time I will either begin to or complete my transformation into one of the world’s few Rainbow Crystals, vibrating under all three rays at once. (That’s why I cannot see my own aura- it has all the colors in it and it pulsates which confuses my eyes at least for right now.) This means that not only do I have two identities according to the planets, but I have three jobs as well. I am to be a teacher, an artist, and a healer.
I know that much. What I don’t know is what I am here to do specifically from here on until just three years from now….
The Indigo Chat
April 12, 2010 at 2:18 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 2 CommentsTags: Indigo, magic, New Age, spirituality, star child
Hello, it’s me again and i decided i’d catch people up with the things i’ve been doing recently. firstly i need to make a reference to a site chatroom called indigo chat. If you type it in on google it should be one of the first few things that come up on the list.
i have to make a refference because if any of you out there are like me and have special abilities or even if you are just plain interested, this chatroom is the place to talk about all of it and ask questions too. I remember i used to be so confused about who and what i was- way more than a typical teenager- and when i came there, i was greeted with open arms and smiley faces from people who were so much like me. now, i’m not saying everyone had the same thing going on, but if you had questions or problems or just needed to let it all out to some people who wouldn’t judge you, if you just came on once every coulple of days, you were soon to find someone who can answer your question and relate to a problem. the indigo chat is for all ages and its absolutely free. And i know many people are worried they’ll meet some creeper trying to stalk you online- in fact i was causious too- but honestly, they won’t even let you type the word god or crap into the box. The place is completely safe. i go on almost every day just to lol and i’ve never been asked wierd questions like ‘how old are you’ unless someone gives it offhand. the indigo chat turned me from someone so confused and strugling to find anything to believe into someone who truely knew they were NOT alone!
i met a lot of cool people on that chatroom.
A human angel
A woman who was incarnated from the 12th dimension
A girl who has strange markings on her hands and once went into a trance where her eyes turned bright ice blue
a person who remembers all of their past lives
two archangels/ gatekeepers
a monk who can make blue flame
a wicken woman who has seen fairies, gnomes, her wolf spirit guide, who had a deamon in her kids bedroom and remembers being burnt alive at the stake
and even a person who can read your energy down to the smallest detail within seconds of you coming online!
With these people I got something so many teenagers want desperately- a chance for people to really see who i am and accept me for it. I now know i’m not alone. And i know that even most of them don’t have as much that makes them different as i do. In fact a lot of them are just open minded and into new age stuff and have a lot of questions. but compared to what i used to feel, i wouldn’t trade the chatroom for any other website in the world. now i have people who i can really talk to, who can really get to know me and we can really connect without hiding our true selves. That’s all I needed.
So if you have any special talents that are related to that of starchildren, i strongly recommend you visit Indigo Chat!
Best of Both Worlds
January 24, 2010 at 6:35 am | Posted in New Age, Personal, Uncategorized | 3 CommentsI’m in a really good time in my school year, and just this moth I began making contact with a bunch of other non-normies. So i guess i feel kind of like hannah montanah right now- in the day I try to relate to the people and teach and in the night I learn and share ideas and experiences with fellow indigos and such. At school I’ve begum meeting people I can actually claim to feel a connection with and at night, I’m not so different on the inside.
Making connections with open minded normies is rewarding for me as long as I don’t get personal. It’s given me stability as if I was actually legit. And now that i know what being indigo actually means- I have a purpose- I can move forward because I have a self and goals.
I guess it’s kind of nice to be at peace with myself. I can accept the fact that it’s okay to be a teenager half the time, and talk to human angels, 12th level lightworkers who create the laws of physics and even this one boy who sees dead bodies and gets touched by invisible creatures called Greys in the night. That’s legit, right?
Haiti
January 24, 2010 at 6:21 am | Posted in Ideas and Theories, New Age | 1 CommentI had a vision, saw Haiti’s destruction and ruin for myself- three days before it happened. I didn’t tell anyone. No one believes me anyways…. In my vision there was unturned earth and wreckage and thousands of dead innocents. But that was not the part I remember. I’m almost absolutely positively sure that I saw, hidden deep under the ocean, an aqua light pulse once maybe twice as the quake subsided. I didn’t know what it was until I asked my higher inner ‘voice’ and it gave me a brief flash[back] of a city… i saw buildings and pointy things and it was all the same pulse color. Then it was gone.
The earthquake was said to be very shallow in the earth’s crust and to have come from the ocean west of there a reletively far-ish ways away- in the direction of the pulse…
Anyways, I was doing some research on Indigoes and their mission and I learned first of the halls of Armani which is located in the center of the earth in the sixth dimention. Clicking on links that followed, I came to the City of Atlantis, where Indigoes are said to have come from many years ago. The Island was located in the middle east, thought the technonic plates have shifted over time. There have been searches but no city has been found. Yet.
Then I clicked on a random map showing the location of Haiti. And on it… right next to Haiti in the direction of the pulse… was the sunken Island of Atlantis. I got an image in my head again, this time not of the city but of a circular metal machiene of some kind. It swirled in the inside due to some unknown force… I assumed after looking atlantis up once more that it was a stargate but I just don’t know. I could be crazy. I wish I was crazy, I’ve tried to tell myself that for years and years but I’m sick of denying something I don’t think i have a choice but to believe in.
I don’t know if I believe in the Atlantis part yet but someday after I stop fearing dissaproval from my father I know I will. Maybe. Or maybe I’ll be locked up in an asylum forever regretting how I didn’t tell anyone about this sooner…
I decided immediately after hearing of Haiti’s fall to donate 200 dollars to the restoration cause. This is exactly the opportunity we indigo’s have all been looking for. The time is coming and we’d better get the world together before it’s too late.
2012- The End Is Only A New Begining
January 2, 2010 at 5:41 am | Posted in Ideas and Theories, New Age | 1 CommentTags: 2012, apocalypse, christianity, future, hope, jesus, New Age, numerology, religion, world peace
While meditating, a question came into my mind just as answers come into yours. “What is to become of us in the year 2012?” My inner “knowing force” answered just as it always has, in an image. This is what I saw:
A young girl then a woman stood above my view, looking up at the sky. I saw her aura shone like a brilliant rainbow. Her eyes were the most captivating as well as her smile I think. I simply cannot begin to describe it. Her eyes were the deepest pools of wisdom, and her smile was like all of humanity was smiling with her. Naturally, blessed with this vision I couldn’t help but to smile along with her and I cried. It was so beautiful. So much love and hope.
I cannot be certain, but I believe with all my heart and soul that what I saw will indeed come to pass, and I know my readers will hope with me. I believe this:
A rainbow child will be born on December 21st 2012 (in perhaps… Mexico?) that will lead us- work with us- to create a new and better place for all of humanity. I semi- recall also sensing a nuclear warhead in the back of my vision, but it may have been an after effect and if it was true at all, it must mean she will put an end to Nuclear Warfare– not a minute too late! She is, in my mind, the Water Carrier of Aquarius that holds the ultimate knowledge and it will flow to us. On this day a new age will begin and though the transition from Pisces to Aquarius has already begun, we will really be able to get the ball rolling. Forgive me for comparing, but I can’t help but connect this for-told birth to be like that of Jesus Christ, who began the Piscean Age. She is not religious, (I’m not saying anyone could ever be like Jesus) but spiritual and will act as the root of what is to come in the next age.
I notice that if you calculate the pinnacles for this date, the first is zero and the rest are all Nine- humanity.
The Life Path is 11, the visionary, and 11 is good for Aquarius as well.
Can someone tell me what they think? I wold really like some imput on this one because I am utterly convinced and excited beyond words!
Edit–
I had a vision just a few days ago- it was in the form of a dream. And in this one if showed everything that will come to pass once all the star children have don’t their jobs and the order is in place on this planet.
After the starchildren have left, missions complete, the last rainbow- the one in my previous dream, stands on a grassy field overlooking the peace and love we have restored. and down by her feet are a pinkish crystal, a vessel for carying water, and in the grass she has planted…. indigo.
Different
December 31, 2009 at 12:12 pm | Posted in Personal | 3 CommentsI have never hated a single person in my life.
I have never come across anything I could not understand.
When I was little, I used to talk to invisible things floating in the air.
I never play. I learn in my free time.
I seek knowledge and truth so I can understand.
I never said I admire Hitler because we have anything in common, it’s because we’re completely different. I always try to see the good in someone by looking in their point of view. He showed a lot of good traits despite the unspeakable things to billions of people just like us. And though the wounds are still fresh in people’s hearts, I know it will happen again and again and again. (Not in the future, but In the past.) I am a jew.
Speaking of being Jewish, I also love Jesus. I have dreams where we talk about what to do with the people of this planet all the time.
I see colored auras around everything except for rocks and lifeless objects. Words, vibrations, my thoughts are filled with color. I have an innate knowledge of everything new age. It doesn’t feel new to me at all.
I know the way of nature and to me, god seems so predictable sometimes. I know what will happen thousands of years from now. I think to an extent, we all are starting to get an idea.
Quantum physisists are struggling to comprehend the consept that space = time. To me… that’s the biggest duh I’ve ever heard. It is also one if the gateways to truth.
The way I produce something logical is not circular, it is also the way light comes into a state of being. (Quantum physics tells that right before light comes into time and space, it knows where it is supposed to go. The pattern remains unknown.)
I can make clouds come and go. I used to be able to control rain. I can determine the outcome of events such as sports and can make a really bad team beat a really good team. I can make people talk to me or think about something. Once I got an entire class of twelve talking about purple dinosoars– they didn’t know why. Again, words are not nesseicary.
When I was young, in the spring and summer I used to pick clovers all the time- four leaf, five leaf, all the way to eight leaf. The would come back home in dry pieces in my backpack there were so many. Sometimes, I still do. I can do it anywhere, not just in one patch. And when I vochally allow others to, they can find them just as well as I can as long as I stay nearby.
I used to be able to read the minds of animals. Now, though they are cute, animals seem like hairy primitive genetics just waiting to be incoorperated into our own. then disposed of. 
I rig dice just by being near them. It’s not random. If I want a high number I get all fives and sixes. If I want low numbers, I get snake eyes all the time. Magic 8 balls are no mystery, I know how they work.
I can see the numbers behind cards in a deck but somehow, gambling seems so cold and heartless to me, even if I could make a lot of money.
When I need cash, it comes to me. I don’t have to ask. Even a stranger sometimes asks me to do an occational job but usually, I just work for people I know.
Repetitive numbers? I don’t think i’ve ever looked at something randomly that didn’t have more than two numbers: 2:33, 5:55, 1,777, etc.
The reason i can’t keep track of time is because in my head, everything happens at once.
The only thing I can’t truely understand is sex. It’s so primitive, why is it such a huge topic in daily lives?
I can’t produce a result in anything- can’t take what’s im my head and put it into the real world, in words or on paper. It’s like my thoughts have to transfer between two dimensions and are distorted. That’s why I’ve almost never fineshed what i start, not matter how long and hard I worked, no matter how dear the reward is to me. I have a passionate rage to change the fact that one must produce visible evidence that they understand something to get redit in schools.
About school.
I understand something after someone gives me the heart of the consept. The equation. And I never forget it ever again. That means it doesn;t matter how you slice and dice it, explaining it- that’s just a waste of time. It also means that in order for me to understand someone I need to know their soul. And vice versa. What I say is not what I mean. Words are dillusional. They can’t see the heart. you can look at the color tirquoise and say it looks closer to the color green while someone else may relate it to the color blue. I simply see the color and reflect it back.
People say theire’s a fine line between genious and insanity. I’m streight and securely on that fine line. My only “fear” is that I always will be which I refuse to let that happen. I’ll find my own way….
I guess it’s time I fineshed what i started.
I am a paradox and so am I.
HELP:: Unanswered Question
December 31, 2009 at 5:24 am | Posted in New Age, Personal | 3 CommentsAllright, so another thing about me that many (all) people question is how I celebrate three birthdays- two a year. And this is why:
I was physically born on December 18, 1993 at 6:36 am.
I am an expert in astrology and have studied nothing else in the past two years of my free time. I’m an astro guru.
My sign is supposed to be Sag, but here’s the thing. My physical, emotional, aethsetic, intelectual and any other al self does not correspond with this sign.
My biorythmic waves have always and always will corespond with the birth date of FEB 29, 1992. :/ My horoscope always comes true because I use the world’s most accurate site, but not sag, pisces!!! Never a day wrong.
So until someone can help me, who can claim I don’t have the wright to call myself a Pisces?
Feb 29 comes every four years- i know. and I celebrate it then because every time it has passed- way before I knew anythikng about new age stuff, it has FELT like my birthday. I woke up last time and knew above all else it was my birthday even though it had passed already. It was my day.
Why is this? Can comeone please explain? I’m having an identity crisis- not to mention my personal philisophy which hurts my identity bad enough. I know that my moon sign would have been pisces if I was born a while earlier, like a couple hours, so it could be my moon sign but that only counts for 20% of your personality at most! So why am I the most introverted, very quiet, sensitive and not athletic person on the planet? How can this be? If my natal chart was correct and I was delutional that means I am going against the five planets I have in sagatarius. That should count for something right? Please, I need so much help I have no clue why I am who I am. I don’t know what to believe. HELP!!!
Numbers Tell a Story
December 31, 2009 at 5:04 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 CommentEver since the first time I learned what they were I’ve always known numbers tell a story. The number one was always a sword, two looked friendly and always followed one, three was energetic and expressive and so on. It went like that until I got to the number eight. Look at it: 8
Eight was scary. It was big and it never seemed to end. Instead of just one color I saw a huge mural for that one- green and earthy tones (or sometimes black) on the bottom and white on the top. Later I found out that it symbolized the link between heaven and earth… or heaven and hell, positive and negetive. I didn’t get what nine was until a while later and now I’ll never undersetimate it.
I started getting into astrology because like numeology, i was a natural. I put all the zodiac signs in a circle one day and then I realised that was the circle of life so I thought of the afterlife and put another one on top to make an eight. And that’s when I found out what eight meant. I wondered about the connecting point that must represent pisces- i still do. But I realized that eight went on forever and ever like the sign infinity and I knew there must be another step- nine. And so I looked at nine and thought wow, the nine has a cirlce symbolizing the infitite cycle and then there is the line sticking out at the bottom. It meant that the nine progressed and drew out a linear conclusion from that incomprehendable huge eight’s cycle. what was that? I went to the internet. And I realized nine was the humanitarian and that was what the conclusion was. We are all human and we are all stuck on this step by step order together and it would never end. We were all part of this huge infinite picture together. And at that moment the number nine appeared like a razor sharp enough to cut through infinity and it shone bright with rainbow light. That genious number solved my problem and gave me a solid conclusion that had direction and purpose. And though the color Aqua is my personal identity and core, the rainbow is my lifes work.
And that is the temporary end of my infinite story. Though I wonder… after zero comes one- the sword.
Well I guess we gotta start somewhere- and that somewhere better be here! ^_^
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