You are not the flock...

       Legal Name Change.

       Legal Presence Law.

       Think on these things.

       What do they mean?

       They mean someone else feels they have the right to regulate what name you are known by, who you are, whether or not you have a sanctioned (right) to be wherever you happen to be on this planet.

       Is this correct?

       Is it ethical?

       Is it okay?

       No.

       Don't just accept the continual lessening of your autonomy.

      

       Remember when homesteading was "legal?"

       Remember when people (& towns & countries) reinvented themselves frequently?

       Remember when native peoples the world over had no word for "vacation" and said the earth can not be owned?

       It is our right like birds in the trees to fly.

       Ponder that the next time you repeat words in a liturgy without thinking upon their literal meaning, without wondering who wrote these words down...and who has asked you to read them, live by them...

       ...and why.

       You are not the flock.

       You are each the shepherd of a joyful life.

       Your own.

       And only your own.

       Or you could be, if you rose from the stupored ranks of the deadened living, and took up your bed & walked.

       Since your mind, which is of Divine Mind, is your greatest asset, it bares keeping in mind its ability to be filled with treasures or swine.

       Best not to cast forth knowledge of each fledgling miracle to those who would crush into dust or distract with disregard.

       Rather share what is precious with those who appreciate you for the miracle you are, even as you grow, & who encourage your growth, even if it takes paths different than their own.

       Or better yet, find kindred spirits to share the adventure of trodding a similar, compatible path, and watch how miracles experienced in tandem wind up multiplying.

TO BE CONTINUED...

CARRIE ANNE'S ADVENTURES IN LIVING THE WOMB-BEING WAY

            I'm afraid.

            The more I learn about the system and try to leave it, the more I feel like some mythical "they" will try to get me, punish me, silence me once and for all.

            I know why I feel this way. I've read too many books, seen too many movies, and talked to too many people who tell stories of how their bids for freedom were shot down or failed.

            I don't want to be crucified, in any way!

            What I want is to live a happy free life, and for everyone around me, everyone in the world, everyone in every world, every being in every world, to be able to live this way too.

            Is this possible?

            If so, how do we get there?

GODSPEED

            OMG, it's like opening Pandora's Box.

            I mean, if I can really just wish tangible money (or a burger, or an apple) into existence, and you're saying there is really no death and, beyond astral travel, I can actually vibrate my tangible body to appear and disappear here, there, everywhere--forever if I feel like it--well, I mean, they're not going to allow that, are they?

            I don't even know who I mean by "they."

            But just thinking about it scares me.   L

            Like if I really started doing these things, I'd for sure get into hella kinds of trouble, from somebody!

            I mean, there are laws.

            Passport laws and immigration laws.

            There are probably laws about living too long!

             I can't just disappear from my life, appear in like Greece or Mexico, stay as long as I want--even longer than a regular person's lifetime if I want--doing whatever I like without needing to get work, just like manifesting coins from the mouths of fishes.

            Or come back whenever I feel like it, even if by then everybody else I know is dead!

            I mean, what would happen to my resume, my credit report, my retirement benefits?!

            

            It's dizzying.

            If what you're saying is true and possible, for everyone, for me, it's like really we've all been in a cage for our entire lives, but the door's open, it was never actually closed, really we're all free.