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Deepwater Horizon oil rig on fire

Burning oil rig

Recently I was asked to help put some perspective on what has been taking place in the Gulf of Mexico. From what I understand, this is (among other things) an opportunity for us to harness the frustration and anger being directed at the businesses involved. When harnessed properly, this energy can then be utilized in bringing about a change in the way that we as a people view our dependance upon fossil fuels and the risks that we will take to support our habit.

We are like drug addicts willing to sell their own mother for another fix. We are so fearful of becoming dependent upon foreign oil, that we are willing to risk damaging our own environment by taking to waters that are deeper and more difficult to work in, where our technology is outpaced by our desire for oil. If we had the technology in place to drill “safely” I suppose that’s one thing, but to drill when you cannot contain a blowout or similar problem is bordering on criminal.

The only way that I can see those responsible for this disaster truly making amends is if they honor their own clever marketing campaign by actually moving beyond petroleum, not later, now. As in, taking their vast revenues and ceasing all explorations for future oil reserves and depleting the wells they have already tapped and using all future profits from them in researching, developing, producing and marketing “clean” and renewable energy sources.

This could happen, if enough people push for it, including share holders, and others with a vested interest in these corporations. But, why would the company want to move away from oil when it is so profitable to continue drilling? The answer is to make it far more profitable to move away from the fossil fuels and too costly to continue drilling.

If the process by which to obtain a drilling permit was far more difficult and thorough, it is conceivable that our current crisis could have been averted. By the company’s own admission, they did not have the tools required to do the job when the rig collapsed and began spewing oil from under the sea.

It is much like having a fire in the kitchen and not having a fire extinguisher. You go to the store (with the kitchen on fire) and discover that they do not even have a fire extinguisher that will do the job. So, (with the kitchen nearly burned down) you start making stuff up on the spot and hope that something works before the kitchen is no longer standing.

The Gulf of Mexico will recover in time and so will those affected by this, at least those who live through it – a lot of marine life is being killed that we cannot see. The true impact that this incident has brought upon the earth is yet to be realized and while it will get “worse” before it gets better, it will eventually be behind us and hopefully we will be the wiser for it. With far greater penalties in place for incidents where there is spillage and strict safety regulations that are actually followed and not ignored.

While a healthy dose of anger being leveled at BP makes some sense, let us remember that if we were not content to continue using oil to fuel our vehicles etc., that they would be forced to move on to other fuels. We as a people, need to wean ourselves, by demanding alternative fuels, refusing to allow the continued exploitation of our “oil fields” located in environmentally sensitive places and by holding our politicians accountable.

Speaking of politicians, it truly is sad that the current president has benefited from campaign contributions from big oil. The corruption and cronyism that is/was rampant in the agency responsible for policing and regulating drilling by big oil is a complete travesty and needs to be completely overhauled. The judge that struck down the six month moratorium on deep water offshore oil drilling, had investments in big oil.

One of the most upsetting developments is the government acting as a private security force for BP. I watched a video of an individual who was filming across the street from BP’s Deepwater Horizon incident command center. While on private property (not BP’s) and across a busy street from BP’s building, an officer approached the gentleman and attempted to scare him off. He “strongly advised” that the individual stop filming. When questioned as to why, the officer replied that BP did not like being filmed.

Last week, Drew Wheelan, the conservation coordinator for the American Birding Association, was filming himself across the street from the BP building/Deepwater Horizon response command in Houma, Louisiana. As he explained to me, he was standing in a field that did not belong to the oil company when a police officer approached him and asked him for ID and “strongly suggest[ed]” that he get lost since “BP doesn’t want people filming”:

Here’s the key exchange:

Wheelan: “Am I violating any laws or anything like that?”

Officer: “Um…not particularly. BP doesn’t want people filming.”

Wheelan: “Well, I’m not on their property so BP doesn’t have anything to say about what I do right now.”

Officer: “Let me explain: BP doesn’t want any filming. So all I can really do is strongly suggest that you not film anything right now. If that makes any sense.”

Not really! Shortly thereafter, Wheelan got in his car and drove away but was soon was pulled over.

It was the same cop, but this time he had company: Kenneth Thomas, whose badge, Wheelan told me, read “Chief BP Security.” The cop stood by as Thomas interrogated Wheelan for 20 minutes, asking him who he worked with, who he answered to, what he was doing, why he was down here in Louisiana. He phoned Wheelan’s information in to someone. Wheelan says Thomas confiscated his Audubon volunteer badge (he’d recently attended an official Audubon/BP bird-helper volunteer training) and then wouldn’t give it back, which sounds like something only a bully in a bad movie would do. Eventually, Thomas let Wheelan go.

“Then two unmarked security cars followed me,” Wheelan told me. “Maybe I’m paranoid, but I was specifically trying to figure out if they were following me, and every time I pulled over, they pulled over.” This went on for 20 miles. Which does little to mitigate my own developing paranoia about reporting from what can feel like a corporate-police state.

This folks, is almost scarier than the oil spill (gusher) itself. I believe that this little incident illustrates the entire problem. Our government is in bed with big business and when that happens it is safe to say our democratic society has been compromised and is under heavy attack by greed.

Here is the story:

http://www.blacklistednews.com/?news_id=9387

PS

Sending out feelings of hatred to Tony Hayward, President Obama and others involved in this debacle will not help. Instead we should be sending our supportive and constructive thoughts and energy to those involved with this disaster.

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When I was first opening up to my psychic abilities I had a lot to learn. One major problem was dealing with unwanted visitors. We had a ghost who had taken up residence in our daughters bedroom and I was having great difficulty with moving him towards the light. For starters, he was argumentative, spoke poorly of my wife and made our daughter uncomfortable to the point that she moved into our bedroom for awhile.

We tried all of the “common” suggestions on how to get rid of such spirits, but to no avail. One technique for “clearing” the room involved smudging with sage, no effect. Another method involved placing a glass of water near the bed so that the negative energies may be drawn towards it and then in the morning, flushed away like a bad dream … no luck. We tried placing crystals around the room which had been “charged” with the suns energy and even some with moon energy, did not change a thing. Then we tried placing a trail of salt around the windows and the door to the room, still no effect.

What was worse is that as we tried each technique, the ghost would mock us and our feeble efforts to either cross him over or to remove him from our home. Feeling like were were running out of options we went to a local metaphysical store and the clerk there did a “reading” of the situation on the spot and suggested that we needed to bring in a tree and invite fairy energy in so that the ghost would be forced out, we purchased the tree, and said a few invocations, but nothing changed … though eventually the tree died due top lack of adequate light in the room. About four weeks or so into dealing with our unwanted house guest we mentioned some of the problems we were having to a friend on the east coast. They knew a psychic and contacted her, she then later called us and told us that our friend was concerned about us and was calling to see if she could help with the problem.

As we were chatting, one of the first things she asked me was “How are your dreams? I told her that it had been years since I had a dream that I could recall. She then told me to “program” my dreams as I would find the answers there. She also explained the reason none of the techniques were working to get rid of the ghost. She said that we were fighting metaphysical problems with physical solutions and that until we figured out how to work on a different level with our problems, that they would not go away.

The next evening as I was going to bed I thought about the problems we had with our unwanted guest, I then requested to be given some help in my dreams. That night I had the first dream in years that I was able to recollect upon awakening. In my dream I found myself dealing with a similar though different problem.

The setting was the outside of a restaurant in downtown San Francisco near the financial district. The street was paved with bricks and the buildings were brick as well. I was in front of a Mexican restaurant that was being remodeled and which was going to be transformed into another type of restaurant. The owner came out to greet me as I walked up to the front of the building. He told me about his plans for the restaurant and how he wanted to do upscale international food during lunch time at affordable prices for the business crowd and that during the evening he would run it even more upscale and with a bit of a club atmosphere. It all sounded very nice, but there was a catch, many that he had hired, had already quit and they had not even opened their doors to the public yet. Grand opening was two weeks away and he was worried.

I asked him what the problem was, he had a good concept, great location and seemed to be quite good at what he was doing … so where was the problem. He told me that it would be easier to show me then to tell me. Now, I knew it had something to do with the supernatural, otherwise I would not be there. I ran my own business helping people who had ghost issues etc., but a ghost causing people to quit, sounded serious. The owner led me around the side of the building towards the back loading dock. As we turned the corner and the rear of the restaurant came into full view, I was struck by an intense beam of energy. I immediately retreated to safety and using the corner of the brick building as a shield against the attack I had just dealt with, I briefed the owner on what was going to happen next and his options.

Much to the dismay of the resturants owner, I told him that the beauty of being self employeed was that I got to pick which cases to take on and which ones to pass on. I told him that he had a very nasty ghost who had taken up residence in the back of the resturant. The ghost was on the utility pole by the loading dock and he had sent a wave of anger, unhappiness and sorrow towards me when I had first glimpsed him. I really did not feel like dealing with such a malevolent entity and told the owner that there were others that he could connect to help him, I gave the owner a few numbers of others who worked with the supernatural and bid him farewell.

Time compressed within my dream and two weeks went by in the blink of an eye … I found myself standing in front of the restaurant during opening night. There was a long line of people waiting to get in and I was near the front of the line with about twenty people in front of me and another thirty or so in line behind me. All of a sudden a van pulled up to the valet parking area in front of the restaurant. As the doors opened my heart sank, I recognized the driver of the van as one of my “competitors”, he led a “ghostbusting” team that ran around in matching jumpsuits and liked to make a big stink. He almost always had someone filming and today was no exception. While I liked to handle things quietly and not make a scene, he was the master of making a scene and had earned himself a bad rap among fellow light workers.

As his team tumbled out of the van, he and his camera man began walking towards the front of the line of people waiting for the doors to open. Knowing that the last thing the owner wanted was a big scene on opening night, I left my place in line and ran up to intercept him. As I approached him an ear-piercing scream came from down the alley. Abruptly he changed direction and then began running down the alley with his camera man following close behind,. I followed him as well and upon arriving at the corner of the building and just out of line of sight with the restaurants loading dock, I saw what the commotion was all about. The sensitive on his ghostbusting team was curled up in the fetal position rocking back and forth and yelling that she could not take it anymore, “get it off of me!” and so forth. Knowing that I could no longer avoid dealing with this entity, I turned the corner of the building and yelled out to the ghost that he should fight someone his own size.

With the ghosts attention diverted the woman who had been under attack jumped up and ran down the alley towards the safety of the van she had arrived in. I then retreated to safety behind the corner of the building where we were just out of sight of the loading dock and the entity above it. Then I did it. I turned to corner of the building again in order to view the loading dock and with my arms lowered and at my sides with the fingers of my open hands pointing down, I slowly brought my hands out on either side of my body. As I moved my arms outward towards my sides, I kept the palms of my hands facing in front of my and began to absorb energy through them. I could see this little golden trickle of energy streaming off of everything around me. The energy was coming off of plants, rocks, dead leaves, bricks and everything else around me. As I drew the energy into my body through my hands, I felt if building up in a ball in my abdomen. At some point I decided that I had enough energy and then I took the ball of energy and with a flick of my wrists sent it flying straight towards the negative entity above the loading dock.

The blast of energy that I hit him with was strong enough to knock him off his perch. He then looked at me and began to open up about his life and why he felt the way he did. It was a long story, but it all made sense in some twisted sort of fashion. He then offered an apology for his behavior and crossed over. At that point I woke up and was able to recall everything I had dreamed.

That morning I decided to try out the moves I had learned in my dream. I went into our daughters room and called him out of his hiding space in the closet. The ghost began to give me some “static” and I began to mimic what I had done in my dream, though I could not see the energy I was drawing into my body, I could feel it. He stopped sending his negative energy towards me when met with the blast of energy that I just built up and unleashed on him. I then “grabbed” his hand and pulled him out into the living room with me where my wife and daughter we sitting on the couch. I asked my daughter if he was the one causing her all the problems and she said yes, that he liked to stare at her from the foot of the bed while she was trying to go to sleep, hence the reason she had moved into our bedroom. I then told him that he did not frighten us and that though unhappy with him, he could stay in a room other then our daughters until he was ready to cross over and that we would help him with that.

Some time later that month he came up to me after watching me cross over another ghost and he asked me to assist with his own crossing.   

Since that first dream lesson, I have had several since, each one to assist me in understanding and utilizing my abilities. We can do other things in our dreams too. The dream state allows our spirits to go off and play while our physical body is repaired and receives the rest that it requires to continue functioning. To most of us, our dreams for the most part seem very random and disjointed and then from time to time we may have a dream that stands out in our minds for various reasons. Some dreams are more then us at play, they are other spirits coming to visit us and have meaningful discussions with. Theses types of dreams are very vivid and feel like you were actually meeting with the person. Past animal companions and loved ones may appear in these dreams as well.

Follow the steps below in order to program your own dreams.

1.) Write down on an index card or sheet of paper, who it is that you wish to meet with. (Such as your dog who passed recently or a family member in spirit.)

2) Write down an agenda for the meeting, talking points, questions you may have and so forth.

3) Write at the bottom that of the note that upon awakening you will recall every detail of your dream and the communications that took place within it.

4) Tuck the note under your pillow as you drift off to sleep … read the note over and over in your mind.

5) Repeat as needed until you have the dream that you are requesting.

Some report success the very first time they try it, others may need to try the technique for a week or so in order to see results.

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