My Dream: God's Warning for America

From Journal Entry 6/14/2025

I open a holy book. There's a verse that catches my eye that reads, "Stop thy! The America devil land."

This dream is spiritual and therefore a warning to America. It is a call to our nation for repentance. For us to stop and turn back towards God. We, as a nation, are on a path of self destruction. If we don't stop our moral decay judgment will follow. 

Devil land refers to how we have embraced evil. When mankind forgets God he then must face judgment.  We are a nation that can be likened to Babylon.  We must abandon our wicked ways and turn towards righteousness. 

What could punishment look like for our nation?

It could come in the form of economic collapse, moral decay, famine, disease, or natural disasters. 

In short, God is warning us that our time is short. Turn away from your wicked ways.  Repent. For the time is near for judgment.  

Remember God is a merciful God. He longs for us to come home, and in doing so, we as a nation will be restored. 

Bible verses:

2 Chronicles 7:11  if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.

 Jeremiah 18:7-10 If at any time I announce that a nation or kingdom is to be uprooted, torn down and destroyed, 8 and if that nation I warned repents of its evil, then I will relent and not inflict on it the disaster I had planned. 9 And if at another time I announce that a nation or kingdom is to be built up and planted, 10 and if it does evil in my sight and does not obey me, then I will reconsider the good I had intended to do for it .

 Ezekiel 33:11Say to them, ‘As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign Lord, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live. Turn! Turn from your evil ways! Why will you die, people of Israel?’

The Absent Father

Women with absent fathers often become beggars for love, safety, and security.

It’s heartbreaking how deeply they invest themselves in others, hoping that their love will be returned, hoping to finally feel chosen, protected, and seen.

They carry a silent ache—an invisible wound that whispers....Maybe if I give more, they’ll stay. Maybe if I’m good enough, they’ll love me.

This voice doesn’t come from who they are today, but from the little girl inside them who kept looking out the window, waiting for someone who never came.

Their love becomes a currency—they trade affection, loyalty, and even their own boundaries just to feel held.

They over-give, over-function, and over-apologize, hoping that one day, someone will finally choose to stay without conditions.

The absence of a father doesn’t just leave a physical void—it creates emotional gaps that women often try to fill with partners, friends, or even strangers.

But what’s missing isn’t just a person—it’s the early belief that they are inherently worthy of love without having to earn it.

She often becomes hyper-independent, saying she doesn’t need anyone.

But behind that strength is exhaustion—from carrying her own pain, from pretending she’s okay, from surviving in a world that never taught her how to receive.

When she finally does meet love, she may not know how to trust it.

Her nervous system doesn’t recognize consistency. It feels foreign. Unsafe even. She might push it away before it has a chance to hold her.

This woman is not broken.

She is someone who has been asked to mother herself before she was ever truly mothered. She’s someone who has built a heart out of scars and silence.

Healing for her doesn’t come from finding the perfect partner. It comes from finding herself. From meeting the little girl within and telling her, “You don’t have to beg anymore. You are already enough.”

When a woman with an absent father begins to reclaim her worth, she stops performing for love and starts attracting it from a place of truth.

Her healing isn’t just hers—it becomes a ripple that touches every generation after her.

And maybe for the first time, she finally breathes deeply… not because someone stayed, but because she stopped abandoning herself.

- Abhikesh

Certain Bonds Leave A Mark

One day, you’ll come to understand that some people are simply one of a kind.

They don’t come around twice.

They can’t be replaced.

And once they’re gone, no one else will feel quite the same.

We live in a world that celebrates moving on

like people are easily swapped out,

like connections are disposable.

But the truth is, certain bonds leave a mark on your soul.

They saw you, understood you, brought out something no one else could.

Losing that kind of person isn’t just about losing them

it’s losing a part of yourself that only existed in their presence.

Sometimes, we hurt those closest to us.

Not because they deserved it, but because we didn’t know how to hold their love properly.

We assume they’ll always forgive, always come back,

but not everyone waits.

Not everyone gives endless chances.

Some walk away silently,

carrying their hurt in quiet dignity,

and by the time you realize what they meant to you,

their absence has already become permanent.

You’ll search for pieces of them in other people

in their smile, their voice, their presence

but nothing will feel quite right.

That’s the cost of taking something rare for granted.

Be gentle with the hearts that trust you.

Speak kindly.

Apologize when needed.

Appreciate the ones who bring light into your life while you still have the chance.

Because the most meaningful connections

are also the easiest to lose

when we stop treating them like they matter.

Not every soul is replaceable.

So be careful who you push away

you may never find their kind again.

Reference~ www.facebook.com/artruth 

Love, Joy, and Laughter

Movement unlocks the mysteries of life. Life moves in all directions: up and down, side to side, in and out. There is an invisible breath in all movement. It can bring love, joy, and laughter.  It all depends on the movement.

The outer reflects the inner. Dance your song but do so in a way that you identify not with the dancing itself. Allow the movement to carry your soul to highs and lows. Breathe in each direction deeply with purpose.  So that only love, joy, and laughter fill your soul.

~ From Journal Entry 2016

Astral Projection: A Parallel Earth

From Journal Entry 5/5/2025

I had an astral projection where I was on a planet similar to Earth. There was music playing that sounded like Taylor Swift. People, mostly young adults, that looked like humans were in a bar with arcade games. I walked over to a table and asked the guy where I was. He said Siloh. There were movie posters on the wall.

The fact that the music was similar to pop music and that the people looked human suggest I may have tuned into a dimension or world that mirrors ours in culture but isn't identical. Like a reality where things evolved slightly differently.

With all the familiar activities like on Earth... the movie posters, socializing in a bar, and music playing could suggest the environment was similar to everyday life on Earth. Like a place where the culture mirrors ours but isn't an exact replica.

A parallel world is defined as a hypothetical self-contained reality that exists alongside our own universe it may have different physical laws Mysteries or versions of Earth and can be similar or radically different from our known reality. A parallel Earth is a specific type of parallel world where an alternate version of Earth exist. It may feature a different timeline altered geography alternate versions of people and different technological developments.

Have you experienced a parallel Earth?

How To Initiate Kundalini Process

Kundalini energy sits like a sleeping serpent at the root Chakra. It awakens gradually when the sexual energy is harnessed and directed upwards, through chastity, instead of downwards through sexual intercourse.

It works its way up gradually as One is chaste, contemplating God, and is devoted to a spiritual path.

For me… it began with a daily practice of yoga and meditation. I also had a deep desire to know God. That desire led me to my encounter with my twinflame. But, if One doesn't meet their twinflame in this outer world, One can encounter their twinflame in the inner world.

With a strong desire to know God/Love, One can reunite with their twinflame. It is a spiritual experience with inner transformation. It unfolds in divine timing.

For me, it was years and years of suffering because I felt crazy. Past life memories came flooding back. My dreams were reshaping my perception of reality. My ego had to be put in check. Journaling became good medicine.

If you are wanting to awaken kundalini energy learn about kundalini, dreams, twinflames, and read Rumi. But expect to put years into working with kundalini. And expect for your world to be turned upside down!

My Story: Dream of My Mom

From Journal Entry 4/20/25

I'm at the nursing home where my mom lives. I feel her sadness, fear, and loneliness.  She walks over to me and asks, "Will you hold me?" I hold her reassuring her she's loved. 

It was Easter morning when I had this dream. At dawn, my boyfriend and I hiked up Cloud 9. We did a ceremony and I did a meditation.  I could not stop thinking about my mom. So I sent her love and I cried. Not so much for me, but for her. 

My mom may have not been the loving mom I craved growing up. I can count on one hand the number of times she said I love you.  She was very unstable emotionally and mentally.  It took a toll on me as a child and left wounds that I'm still healing from.

It wasn't 'til I was an adult and had my own kids did I begin to understand how hard she had it growing up. And how she was just repeating the same abusive behavior as her mother. 

Over the years I've had dreams about my mom. Three months before she ended up in the nursing home I had a dream she fell at home. I was so concerned that I called my brother.  He had a hard time getting a hold of her at first (he lives 2 1/2 hours away). When he did finally get a hold of her, she was fine. 

Two months later, she had fallen multiple times, and was in the hospital unable to walk. I knew she was scared so I made a trip to see her in June 2024. I took my daughter (she only met her once before). 

Since then, I see my mom differently.  She's not the monster that I made her out to be. I have compassion for her.  I see her as a little girl... wanting to be held and loved. I use to ignore her repetitive phone calls. Now when she calls, I'll answer.  I know she just needs to hear my voice to feel better. I know her life didn't go how she planned. She's full of disappointments and I don't want to be another one on her list.

I've promised myself that I would make time to see her more often. She's 76 and maybe has 10 more birthdays and holidays to celebrate. It feels different when you put it in that perspective. 

I know how hard it can be to forgive and let go. But the wounds I carry have served me. I'm a stronger, deeper woman because of my mom. I have more compassion and sympathize with those that have endured abuse. My hope now is that we all work on healing our wounds and learn to embrace our experiences and see them in a new light.