A New Day Is Mine

Cleaning House Inside & Out

Dear Friends,

                                                   “In order for Calm to BE,

                                                    Storms must be cleared.” 

                                                                    ~ plr 

It’s like opening the book and beginning, with a kind of anticipating feeling, ya know? Curled up on a comfy chaise lounge, which itself is curled up next to a large Bay window, soft pillows and a warm blanket, sipping a cup of tea, overlooking the forest and seas below as I sit high on a mountain side, beginning to read … with the Suns light caressing the space.

Excited that I’m about to read a fictional novel to lift me from this place to somewhere else, or a non-fictional story on the paper with ink written words allowing me to journey within another’s real world.

The difference is, it is MY BOOK. A look at how, where, when, what, and Why?

For the longest time, and it did take a lifetime to now, to experience life getting to this point to tell just one girls journey. To gain strength to be strong enough to speak.

What I’m enclosing in the videos below are part of that journey which, I filmed so much of it, because I never went anywhere without a camera :)

It was 2008, I had left my husband, British author, David Icke, on February 3rd for what was an amicable parting of ways. I flew from the Isle of Wight, England, to Sedona, Arizona, to get on with the rest of my life. It was GOOD and we were friends.

I sent this to David: THE SIGNPOSTS

when I arrived in Sedona because I supported his work and message to our collective world, and do have a great sense of humor. It speaks for itself.

So here I was getting on with my life, found a beautiful and perfect guest house to live in which I called my “Little Glass house” because as you will see in the videos below, it was all ‘Sliding Glass Doors’.

David actually surprised me one year later after I left our marital home in England, for an attempt at another reconciliation. Here he is on my porch at that time.

More on that coming soon.

Moving on …

During 2008 into 2009, the property I lived on was being effected by a ‘widening’ of the road below this land. It was one of only Two Main Roads that go in and out of Sedona … Highway 179.

As the construction crew got closer to the house, they had to put up a fence for protection. pfuuuuuh.

When I came home from work one day seeing the FENCE up? It was a horrifying experience. I asked the crewmen “Why?”. Of course they told me ‘why’, but something passed through my energetic being with a resounding uncomfortable feeling.

And it went on.

I had never experienced anything like this before ~ yet, it happened, I filmed it all, and sharing. You just have to SEE it to believe it.

Also during this timeline, after I endured a NDE (near death experience), involving being flown by helicopter North for emergency brain surgery, I woke up in hospital with what I called “Seeing With New Eyes”. I was seeing the holographic nature of reality ~ a whole nuther story about that.

So while in recovery, a promotion crossed my pages and decided to join in the Project being offered. I submitted this video below in support of this PROJECT called: “12 Seconds for Peace”. More details are in the description of the video.

You could not have made this up. I set my camera up on a tripod, it was monsoon season. I love lightning!

I walked out into my garden high on the hill, which land was being taken away and removed in order to widen the road below.

Due to being in a different state of mind and in recovery from TBI, traumatic brain injury, yes, I was one of the lucky ones ~ I did not lose motor functions, just memories, but not all.

I stood under the most magnificent highly electric storm going on, with still some blue skies in patches around. It was here, under this oval grey cloud fully charged it seemed, and did what I did … then ~ BAM! Directly above my head just at the right timing when my arms fell to my side the lightning CRACKED ~ WOW!

And it can’t be denied because the camera caught the moment. So happy to share.

I said to the thunder: “You missed your mark, I was here. :)

Keep laughing whenever you can, it truly is good medicine.

With love,

Pamela