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The introduction page describing my website is now translated into 5 languages:  French, German, Spanish, Portuguese and Simplified Chinese. This intro page has been uploaded onto all those search engines.  I find this exciting, as I love studying languages and other cultures.  The possibility of connecting with people from all over the world, with different life experiences, is something I have always found exciting and one of the main reasons I am listed on the social networks. I love trying to figure out what some posts and tweets are saying using my very limited German or Spanish.

When I was 17, I was chosen by the American Field Service to live with a family in Tokyo, Japan, for the summer.  I thought that if I was picked, it would be for France, as I was studying French in high school.  But Tokyo?  Holy Cow.  It was an amazing experience.  My Japanese father was an architect and one day we went driving and he pointed out all the buildings he had had a hand in designing: “Mine, mine, mine.” His English was a little better than my Japanese but we still communicated mostly through gestures.

The movie “Tom Jones” had just come out and after seeing it in the States, I had a major crush on Albert Finney.  So I talked my Japanese sister and mother into going to see it. This film was considered quite risqué for its time (1964) and I was concerned that my new Asian family would think so, too.

After the film, my Japanese mother, Okasan, looked somewhat shell-shocked, but Shigeko, my sister, loved it. Soon after we saw the film, we read in a  Japanese movie magazine that Albert Finney had put his career on hold to travel around the world and was staying at the Fukudaya Inn in Tokyo.  (Why do I remember the name of the inn yet have forgotten what I ate for dinner last night?). Shigeko and I decided that we would pretend to be reporters and interview him for an article.

Now, Shigeko was 19 and cherubic, I was 17 and still wore my long hair in braids. And because of our limitations in each other’s language, it took us several weeks to write out all the questions we would ask him.  By the time we picked up the phone to call the inn, he had already checked out.  I have to admit that I breathed a sigh of relief, as I was beginning to have doubts that he would believe we were journalists. He would have gotten a good laugh out of it, though.

If reading my intro page appeals to you, please go to the French, German, Spanish, Portuguese or Chinese page.  And let me know if they don’t make any sense!

Because we are in a huge evolutionary phase on Earth, I frequently get confused as to what is actually happening. I feel the body and emotional challenges just like other people and my curious mind wants answers. I know we are quickening our vibration from a 3rd dimensional vibration to the 4th. But I just couldn’t get clear on the differences between those dimensions. So I asked Ascended Master Saint Germain to tell me.

Saint Germain: Very, very distinctive difference between them.  The rules of the 3rd dimension: right, wrong, light, dark, polarity, me, I, the whole development of the ego–that’s all 3rd dimensional.

In 3rd dimension, you’re exploring individually, you have your own very individual and personal experience and it’s private because it’s individual. That’s why your minds are governed so you can’t read each other’s minds. You can’t detect each other’s energy. You can’t communicate with anybody in 3rd dimension for a reason.

It’s an individual, private experience of self.  I, or that Ego.  So you see everything from a place of ‘you don’t really know what’s going on ever.’  You don’t have any clue.  You have to look and observe and touch–that’s why you have to have so many senses.  Because your senses make it possible to interrelate with each other.

Pain is pain. Hunger is hunger. Soft is soft. Hot is hot. etc.

So the basic 3rd dimensional senses are how you communicate or interact on a sameness plane. Except you don’t even see yourselves as ’same’ as human beings. You can’t even find one species called ‘human being.’ You have a female and a male and then they have to be religious and skin color and all shapes and sizes, etc.  All the differences.

You’re so separated out even as a single species but that’s what 3rd dimension does. It’s all about the grain of sand and not the beach.

So the 3rd dimension rules are clear: you can overpower another person easily. It’s so easy to brainwash, it’s so easy to influence another or be influenced because you’re so vulnerable. You have no protection mechanism.  And your minds are useless.

The human mind is so ineffective and useless.  It can’t hold its focus for 5 seconds because it’s supposed to be functioning in this always-changing environment.  The human mind is designed to work in continuous and constant change.  There’s no Oneness.  There’s all this ’stuff’ going on all the time.

So almost everything about your humanness in 3rd dimension is about maintaining survival in your separateness.  Giving you even a speck of time to feel separate, different, alone.  But that’s what you’re supposed to feel.

In 3rd dimension you birth out of yourself–everything has to be a finger off of you. That’s why they said in the Bible-it’s a rib off of Adam that made Eve.  It’s the whole idea that everything is separate but interlocked.  You’re all dependent on each other.  You have to eat the plants, the animals.  Everything is interdependent and yet at the same time totally separate.  That’s 3rd dimension and there are lots of rules in it.

But the primary thing is to survive whether it’s survival of the body or survival of the mind or survival of your spirit or survival of your beliefs.  It doesn’t really matter what survival it is.

Everything is trying to survive.  Everything is about protection.  Everything is about a battle, internally and externally.  Opposites, opposites, opposites.  It’s about 2.  There are 3 in the 3rd dimension but the experience is about 2.  Everything being 2 trying to find its 3rd.  That’s why 2 come together to make a child.

There’s light and dark but what’s in between the light and dark?  There’s this transition.  And that’s the 3rd.

So there’s this constant living in the 2 and there’s a 3rd.  The 3rd is whatever the 2 create.  And that makes the 3rd dimension.

The 4th dimension, if you think about it, is actually going to be 3 pieces working together to create the 4th.  So that’s why you’ll hear people as they start to work toward the 4th dimension: it used to be ‘body, mind, spirit.’  Now it’s going to be ‘body, mind, spirit, and soul.’  That’s the 4th piece coming in.

4th dimension doesn’t have the separation.  There’s no polarity in it.  It’s Wholeness.

Before we come into body, we work our way out of Wholeness into Individuation.  From where we are now, we are working our way from Individuation into Wholeness.  With one you are working out of Wholeness, with the other you’re working toward Wholeness in your body.

Because the human body has the potential–actually all living things do–but that will take some work before people discover that–all living things have a 4th dimensional representation on Earth.  So you can be on the Earth and be 4th dimensional but the 3rd dimension cannot see the 4th.  You can’t see your 4 pieces.

Every living thing has something you cannot see and can’t participate in.  It’s not there and yet it’s there.  But you can’t see it.

And the 4th dimension has a whole new way about it.  There’s no dividing, there’s no conquering, there’s no fighting, there’s no protection, no dying, no aging.  It’s eternal.  There’s no cycling.  A tree, even if the physical being of it were gone, would still be there.  Its essence is on the Earth and the Earth is layers and layers of essences.

All dimensions are represented on the Earth but you can’t see them.  You can sense them but they’re just not recognizable with the governors present in the 3rd dimension.  The 3rd dimension is too limited.  But of course you’re not just 3rd dimensional.

The point is that when you as a human being walk into the 4th dimension as a human being, you have everything already in you to do that.   You already are 4th dimensional but it’s just that all those parts are closed down.  They’re not awakened or activated.  But they can be.  They can be activated in your sleep overnight.  You don’t have to go through these big long drawn-out processes.  Will you?  Yes, but you don’t have to.  It can be quick.

Question from Heidi: So what we have the opportunity to do now is walk into the 4th dimension and keep the body?

Saint Germain: No, you’ll have a 4th dimensional body.  Which will be made up of a series of holograms.  You’ll have a 4th dimensional body, not a 3rd dimensional body.

Heidi: But my 3rd dimensional body won’t just crack and fall off, will it?

Saint Germain: No, no, no, it’s just energy.  You’ll start waking up and you’ll just see yourself differently.

The Earth will become mostly 4th dimensional.  But there still has to be a 3rd dimension on Earth.  You can find the 4th dimension now on Earth.  It’s called vortex areas.  Stonehenge or in the Southwest USA.  There are high populations of 4th dimensional beings there.  You can move into that and feel an experience but you can’t be in it.  But you can remember it.

The more you can understand that 3rd and 4th exist simultaneously and how that looks–well, you’re not quite there yet.  We have 2,000 years in order for this to unfold.  So it’s just starting and we’re waiting for about 3 more generations to just be so reduced on the 3rd dimensional incarnations that it leaves space for the 4th dimensional beings to be on Earth.

I live with 2 cats. They are not very trainable, unless I happen to be near food. In fact, if I am anywhere near the kitchen they will show me where the fridge is, just in case I forgot.

But last week I saw some very trainable cats. A woman named Samantha has trained stray cats to do wonderful tricks, like jumping through hoops, climbing up poles and riding in carts. Granted, they receive a treat each time they do something, so they have an incentive.  They ride skateboards, ring bells, walk the high wire and a group of them are known as the Acro-Cats.

But my favorite act was The Rock Cats: one on synthesizer, one on drums and another on guitar. After the show, the audience was invited up to have their photos taken with the Rock Cats, who couldn’t have been more laid-back about it. Ho-hum, a day in the life of a celebrity cat.

Samantha’s animals have appeared on The Tonight Show, Animal Planet and local Chicago TV shows. Her tame housecats have been in commercials, films, photo shoots and on stage. Clients include Petsmart, Walmart and Brookstone, among others.

All these cats (there were some other animals, too, like a weasel and a marmot and even a chicken!) looked well-fed and not one of them seemed the least fazed by the audience.  And if a cat was supposed to perform but felt like grooming herself instead, Samantha would throw up her arms, say “Ta-dah!” and we’d all applaud.  She encouraged them to perform but never forced. The animals all clearly adored her.

It reminded me of our family cat, Neiman Marcus. (We adopted 3 kittens, all brothers,  and our dad named one Neiman Marcus, the second Carson Pirie Scott and the third Julius Rosenthal). A local theater company put on a production of “Bell, Book and Candle”, and Neiman was chosen to play Piewacket. He wasn’t Siamese, he was a solid black long-haired-far-from-purebred with yellow eyes. But he was a natural for the stage. Our father told us that he was chosen for the role because of his excellent breeding but it was probably because he could keep quiet.

Check out Amazing Animals by Samantha. Go to http://www.circuscats.com if you’d like to learn more.

Ascended Master Saint Germain says that there are 8 brain chemistries that are shifting in us humans. I’m sure one of these must have to do with short-term memory loss.  It’s really quite funny at times and despite the frustration, I try to just laugh. I walk from the bedroom into the kitchen and along the way, my reason for being in the kitchen goes on hiatus. I stand there looking around  hoping something will jar my mind into remembering.  Usually, nothing does.

Several weeks ago the 92-year-old mother of a good friend of ours passed away and another friend and I were in charge of getting the food from the deli and bringing it to the condo where we were to sit shiva with the family.  No problem, we said.  Piece of cake. But somewhere along the way, my friend mixed up 2 streets, thinking she was on the deli’s street. I had the key to the condo so was there waiting for people to arrive and calmly directing my friend to the correct street over our cell phones.  Except I was directing her the wrong way.

Now this is where I live, so I know these streets.  I know their names. But I still forgot which was which! “No, no, you must turn right, not left, that will get you here.” Wrong. Left would get her there. As luck would have it, many people brought food along, so there was no problem with anyone going hungry.  We sorted it out and all was fine.

I told a friend at the shiva of our brains going on into the Bermuda Triangle and she did us one better.  She said her husband had come home from work that day, walked into the house and asked her what she had been cooking.  She said, “I haven’t cooked anything today.”  He walked into the kitchen and found a cake she had baked that day, something for the shiva.  She had forgotten.

So don’t despair if you are having these occurrences.  Just part of our ascension into the 4th dimension.  Put an angel on the roof of your car, make sure you are grounded into the earth, and ask your soul to drive you where you need to go. Because your brain took a hike.

I would love to hear anyone else’s brain challenges, if you’re willing to share them. We’ve all got them.  I could even give a prize to the best one.  Unless I forget.

When I get into rushing around and thinking I am accomplishing all sorts of important things, I frequently am reminded by my soul of the difference between doing and being and that being is    much more powerful.

One of my favorite spiritual books of all time is Conversations with JC.  Not “Conversations with God”, the great book by Neal Donald Walsch. Conversations with JC. Listening to my Self is just what it sounds like: conversations with and from Jesus, as channeled by 2 women, Grady C. Porter and Glenda K. Lippmann.

The quote that has stayed with me the most is JC’s description of the difference between doing and being. He says this 3rd dimensional ego-based experience we are having is an illusion and we can believe in it or not believe in it.

“The game of illusion you play does not govern you if you don’t play the game. Three strikes you’re out, being caught off base, committing an error–those are baseball rules, rules of that game, but they don’t apply outside the game.

Recognize where you are. Don’t be fooled by the illusion, even though you’re the one creating it. You don’t have to play baseball if you don’t want to. You can walk off the field any time you choose.  Of course, you tell yourself that they need you on the team, that they’re depending on you; maybe you even invited them to play in the first place. But, if you don’t like the game, if you are tired of it, don’t play it.

Doing is an illusion word. Everything is done. Being. Be-ing is your work here. Be-ing those qualities you are. Expressing and being are the same. You think being is non-action and expressing is action. The only action there is is God.”

© 1985 Grady C. Porter, Glenda K. Lippmann

This is a great book and it’s still in print.  You can get it for less than $10 at Amazon by going here.

I went to the funniest revue on Wednesday night.  It’s called “Carpenters Halloween” and is a take-off on the scary John Carpenter movie “Halloween” of 20-odd years ago.  You know, the one starring Jamie Lee Curtis as the squeamish teenager who manages to kill the stalker/killer? At least, I think she did.  I never saw the flick but I did see excerpts now and then on TV.

(I gave up scary movies when I was a kid.  I had gone with some friends to the “The Blob” starring a very young Steve McQueen.  If you remember, the end of the movie showed the blob coming out of the projection booth at the cinema and starting to eat up the movie goers.  My mother and brother came to pick me up in the station wagon after the movie and I begged them to let me sit in the front seat with them because the blob was in the back seat with me.  My mother wisely determined that that was the end of all horror movies for me.)

Well, this takeoff was hysterical. Put on by Scott Bradley and Jonny Stax (Scooty and Jojo), there were men playing female characters, women playing male characters and Muppets playing supporting roles. And get this:  it was set to the music from the Carpenters singing group!  Nothing like watching the killer go after his victims to the tune of “We’ve Only Just Begun….”  There was a live band, fake smoke for the fog scene and the actors used the entire bar performance area, including running around our tables.  After the show, Scott came out and went from group to group thanking us for coming.

If you’re interested in seeing this, you’d better hurry.  The last show is tomorrow, November 7.  But Scooty and Jojo do many spoofs.  You may want to check out their site:

http://www.scootyjojo.com/About.php. They are quite talented, not to mention funny.

I slipped on the back stairs this morning when going down to get my laundry.  It seems that some of the flax seed oil I had put in my morning yogurt had spilled, I had unknowingly walked on it while wearing my sandals and now have a slightly sprained ankle.  Guess I won’t go to the workout class at the health club after all.

This is the sort of thing that is getting me out of my compulsive routines. I love going and working out.  It’s great for staying reasonably slim and toned and it fires those endorphins in my brain so my attitude is better.  But it has become a bit of a compulsion, too. And what our souls are doing right now is getting us out of some of these routines.

It’s almost absurd sometimes.  Last week it took me 45 minutes to find a shopping center that is only 5 minutes away from my home. I kept driving right past it, not seeing it at all. Did they move it? I know it’s here somewhere. Maybe it’s gone into another reality? All I could do was laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

So we’re going from the 3^rd dimension into the 4^th and these kinds of things happen in our ascension process.  Not too comfortable for old compulsive me but I know enough now to just accept it and laugh.  Or cry.  Whichever one works in the moment.

The goofy brain stuff continues, too. A good friend of mine misplaces his keys a lot. He knows we’re going through all sorts of consciousness changes, so he just says:
“I can see them, I can feel them, I can hold them in my hand.”  And they miraculously appear on the dining room table or wherever he had just looked.

My teacher Saint Germaine says there are 8 brain chemistries that are shifting in us in this ascension process.  We are letting go of the memories of the past, because they’re just not needed in the 4^th dimension. So I go through times of remembering old hurts, joys, resentments, processing through those and then simply forgetting them completely. Gone, kaput. No longer a part of me.

Many drivers running red lights are not even in their bodies.  So when you get in a car, imagine an angel on the roof and a few in the back seat and tell yourself to be grounded.  Breathing in through the nose & out through the mouth brings you present in your body.  See roots going down from your feet into the center of the earth and bring that energy back up into your body.

And try not to spill the flax seed oil.

In case you didn’t know, we are in a process of ascension. All of creation is a vibration and ascension is a quickening of that vibration.  Instead of being 3rd dimensional, we’ll be 4th and some people say 5th.  Yes, I know that we are multi-dimensional right now.  From what I have heard and learned, aspects of us exist in all dimensions.  However, I am in a human 3rd dimensional body with a human conscious mind that has limits. And this curious mind of mine needs to understand just what’s going on so I don’t freak out.

One of the persons who has helped me immensely in understanding this process is Karen Bishop.  Some years ago my good friend Kiki told me about Karen’s website, What’s up On Planet Earth? I read each of Karen’s alerts thoroughly and repeatedly.  She has since changed the site’s name to Emerging Earth Angels and continues to send out her WINGS alerts.  What I love about her writing is that she writes plainly and clearly about our ascension symptoms:  the brain issues (Why did I just come into the kitchen?), the sleepiness and sleeplessness,  the odd and weird pains in the body (who’s sticking needles into me?), the stomach bloating (I’ve hardly eaten a thing today!), weepiness for no particular reason and many more.

Her regular alerts seem to describe exactly what I have been going through.  This ascension process feels to me like a roller coaster.  I have no idea when it’s going to go sideways, up or down, or topsy turvy. Karen’s alerts reassure me that there is absolutely nothing wrong. I’m just ascending.

Karen has written a number of books on this process of ours, both published and in e-book form. If you’d like to get any of them or sign up for her free WINGS alerts (usually @ every 10 days or so)  just go here.  She has just released her latest mini e-book, Crossing Over, for which she asks a mandatory donation, whatever you can give. It’s excellent and you can get it here.

It’s so nice to know I’m not going crazy, just lightening up!

If you ever watch PBS, you’ve probably seen a series called American Health Journal.  It explores the newest technologies and advances in science in a series of reports geared for better health. Their recent show on the LifeWave patches was part of a special report on “Discoveries in Alternative Medicine”, providing the latest info on the treatment and prevention of illness. This segment has already aired in Los Angeles and Orange County, USA on July 3, 2009.  But there’s going to be repeat of it on KOCE/PBS this Friday, July 31, 2009 @ 1:30PM and Sunday, August 2, 2009 @ 10:30AM (Pacific times).

The show will air on PBS channels around the country, with specific dates yet to be announced. Once I know what they are, I’ll post them here.

But even if you miss the airing, LifeWave will have exclusive rights to broadcast this special on their website (http://www.lifewave.com/hads31) and also offer a DVD to its LifeWave members.

According to the executive producer, the LifeWave segment proved to be the BEST show they have ever run as part of the American Health Journal series! And considering that this series has been a part of PBS broadcasting for over 14 years, it makes this distinction even more impressive.  So tune in this Friday or Sunday if you’d like to learn more about this technology, which I have been using for almost 5 years now.

The LifeWave patches are the same ones that Suzanne Somers wears and loves. She devotes an entire chapter to them in her latest book on health, “Breakthrough: Eight Steps to Wellness.”  If you haven’t read it yet, I highly advise it. You can get it here.

I got hooked on The Antiques Roadshow because there was never anything else on TV at that time.  Don’t remember now whether it was Friday or Saturday night.  I still can’t remember their regular time slot, as I seem to just happen upon it.  But over the years, I inherited a number of things, mostly just old and not valuable. I had some of them appraised a few years ago and was told that yes, they are old and no, they are not valuable. But I forgot to show the appraiser a few things. So when I saw that The Antiques Roadshow was going to be in Madison, WI on July 11th, I signed up for free tickets in their lottery and was picked!

I had an old print from my dad’s cousin Karl from Green Bay. He was a reclusive paranoid-schizophrenic so we never really saw him very much. When he died 30 + years ago, he left all his money to the Christian Science Church and all his ’stuff’ to my siblings and me. The print is a still-life by Arjen Galema. Say who? He was a Dutch painter and it took a bit of searching to find out about him online. I also considered bringing an old finial mirror of Cousin Karl’s but it’s much too heavy and I just wanted to have fun and not get a backache. So I brought a Hattie Carnegie necklace I once bought at a home sale. (People are allowed to bring 2 items to be appraised).

None of my friends was free to come along, so I set off in my new used CR-V for my moment of glory.  It was a perfect summer day in the Midwest, not too hot or cold, lots of sun and puffy clouds. Magical.  I got to Madison in about 3 hours (in the Midwest we don’t measure distance by miles but by time) and got in line with my loot. And what a line it was.  It snaked back and forth in this huge exhibition hall, hundreds of people lugging furniture, prints, dolls, luggage, paintings, books, mirrors, musical instruments, tools, tapestries, clothes, you name it. We were all rubber-necking trying to see what everyone else brought.

I was in line behind a mother and daughter from Pine River, WI, who had brought some old signs from the (now-closed) general store mercantile. You know, those metal signs that say Wrigley’s Chewing Gum on them?  They had old photos of the store and related the history of the building, the lumber baron who built it, etc. A man in front of them had 2 old violins, one in its original case. The general atmosphere was that of a party. And the line just kept moving. The entrance times are scattered throughout the day. Mine was 11AM but I didn’t arrive until noon. So there were perhaps close to a thousand people there when I was. In all, 5,000-6,000 people are given tickets and 10,000 items are appraised in one day.

Had I known that beforehand, I might have chickened out, as I’m not crazy about huge crowds.  But the Roadshow really has its act together. Everywhere I turned, there was someone wearing a blue t-shirt ready to answer questions or direct us to bathrooms, food, etc.  And very friendly help it was. With that many people going through the building in one day, you would think that tempers might flare and shoving ensue. But the tone was so relaxed that anyone acting out would have simply looked silly. Just a great feeling overall.

I was in that first line for 1- 1/2 hours and finally reached the inner sanctum where the actual appraisals and filming occur. I then got in another line for Prints and Posters for a hour. When it was my turn, I was told that my lovely Galema print would fetch about $50-75. And the gentleman expert then kindly and sincerely thanked me for bringing it in to show him. For my necklace, there was no line in Jewelry and I quickly found out it is worth a whopping $60. Not quite enough to retire on. While I was in the inner sanctum, they were filming a woman who had brought what looked like a folk art straw doll. It must have been important, as they filmed her the entire time I was there. Can’t wait to see the show and hear the appraisal.

The people in line near me knew many of the appraisers and pointed them out: “Look, there’s one of the Keno brothers.” Of course, it was easy to pick out the appraisers in the huge crowd, as they were the best-dressed people there!

Would I do this again?  Probably not, as I’m not great at waiting. But I’m glad I did it. Met some very nice people. And had a wonderful drive through beautiful country.