Good morning, Neverland!
Yes. I'm a bit vaked... baking some lovely GFV scones for brunch.
Pondering "channel" or "ascended" beings. Less trouble believing that they are actually sentient masses of archaea (currently reading "teaming with microbes") (formerly pegged them as micro-bacteria) who are basically piloting us about to spread themselves.
I still think the micro-bacterial flotillas sloshing about calling for ice cream exist, but I don't think that they are the channeled message givers. Archaea, being vastly older, and closer related to other living beings than bacteria are, could be that sentient, eternal being that whispers - the still, small voice - like, who could possibly be smaller? - Still more believable to me than a dis-embodied, objective, omni-being in the sky.
The fact that people who attend seminars/workshops get... shall we say, infected? perhaps, the acceptance of the message implies acceptance of the messengers... and, is there not a reason that we tend to call our immediate place in society, with all the associated beliefs, desires, expectations, and tastes, as a "culture"? The easy spread of our minute overlords is surely one of the intentions of our "gut-instinct" (see what I did there?) to congregate as often as possible... with lots of touching inherent in our ... culture. *nods*
Still enjoy the heck out of listening to Abraham. I'll probably read Seth, too. I've never finished the Ramtha book, but my opinion is, since Ramtha is channeled with tequila, I've heard, that Ramtha is actually a MiBo (mee bo), a micro-bacterial overlord, think about the drunken flotilla calling for ice cream, rather than a MiAo, or My Archaea Overlords. Pronounced "meow".
Yes. Cats have been right all along.