Sharing Ana

Reading Ana's blog just now I knew immediately what I wanted to write about - how much I treasure Ana. I love her beyond love - I feel her, I know who she is. As she herself expressed so potently and passionately last night in our event, we are the same. We are very different personalities, we come from different countries, but our soul is the same - we are immortal women together in this world. We share a bond that is stronger than death. We are true to each other, we are true to ourselves, we are true to our people. We change together and we always will.

I will never have another Ana no matter how many people I meet. When I think of her, she evokes a distinct set of feelings in me and I cherish her. I can read her blog and recognize that Ana wrote it before I see her name at the bottom. I love that. That is what I mean by knowing her, not in the sense that she is predictable, but that her movement is imprinted with her unique style that just makes it so "Ana", like a designer label.

Ana is strong, brave, passionate, definite, clear, loud and uncompromising. I am crazy about women who have something real and in-depth to say in this world who can deliver it with gusto, and Ana is definitely one! She goes for what she wants consistently without giving up, even when she doesn't see the results she would like, she just keeps moving more. She is fiercely devoted to those she holds dear, and extremely generous and giving of herself. She is hard-working, committed and dedicated, and she loves to manifest money! She has great purpose in moving with the money she makes. With all of this she is also melted, open, willing to listen to others, ready to let go and change in a moment. She has no ego in how she manifests herself because she is busy enjoying all of us. I am overjoyed that she let go of the child inside that experienced pain and abuse so she could live free today. I am proud of her. I could go on, there is a book of Ana to be read in knowing her, but I think it is obvious that she is a potent person in this world who is making a difference, to me, and to anyone who will let her. She is an inspiration and I am grateful to have this opportunity to share her with you.

The Power of the Human Body

Sometimes I sit and remember my past and realize how amazing it is that I have at last honored who I really am and am going for that, every day. What does this mean exactly? For me, it is the era of the flesh- the power of the body, not of a God, a higher power or the universe but of the human body. That is what I experience now that I have completely let go of that child that Joe wrote about.
Oh, to have no past and no remembrance of the abuse of that body.
Being with everyone as physically immortal, I have nourished who I am, I have tapped into my own potency. See, the fear of my greatness is gone. It is our intention to let go of all those stories, all those layers of the lies of death that want to keep you in a box, afraid, and doubting your gut feelings.
I can go with my feelings forever, I can trust them. I can rest in them. I can rest in the words of others, in their bodies. Together, we continuously create a larger and more intense world.
The moment I experienced my potency, I knew I’d crossed over. I heard the world without death celebrating cheers of joy!

Spontaneous generation of new life

Wow, yes, I was completely blown away last night being with everyone. I was so impacted my heart was pounding with excitement, I was leaping inside my skin. I love hearing the sound of my life from another immortal that stirs my blood, that I can literally feel new cells exploding into life that do not contain any old programming from the past. This experience of spontaneous generation is electric. You are transported from one reality to another without any time in between, yet it is as if the change was just waiting to be. It is a physical gut-level happening that needs no explanation, like remembering our true self as Joe said. I said I was "blown away", but what is really blown away are the layers of the lies of death, revealing a soft fresh new body, more alive, more vibrant. Sometimes it can be sudden, intense, unexpected, such as I experienced last night. Sometimes it is just the consistent exposure to our sparkling environment that keeps washing away the old reality, like showering off the dirt of the day. It is all irresistible to experience. An "event" does not even come close to comunicating what we do at our meetings!

I am so grateful to live this adventure of discovery of the human body, which I find to be the most exciting discovery on earth. I know most people only expect to have a few "peak experiences" in their lives, but we are peaking with one another all the time. Immortal living is entirely different from anything you can imagine. It is brave and bold to face everything that ails us head on. I have to be more ruthlessly passionate than ever before. I am called to be more physical, physical, physical. I curse every moment of sluggishness or inconsistency in my life. I hunger to manifest more of my true potential and why I was born. I am physically immortal, I have everything to live for, and no choice but to eliminate everything I experience as limitation. Physical immortality is the answer to all the problems of our world. All suffering will be brought to an end when more value is placed on human life.

Tuning in to the immortal wavelength

Another powerful breakaway time together last night. It's amazing to me what an impact simply hearing people speak with conviction about being endless has on me. Lately, I can see more clearly where I shut down the fire of living inside me as a child. I simply felt too much and no one else around me seemed to be sensing what I was sensing. So I turned myself off. It was too painful, too lonely to be exposed in such a way. I can actually remember the dynamic of doing this and thinking that I was finally getting a grip on living. But I was really losing it.

I'm not grieving over the little boy who shut down. I'm enjoying being able to shed light on who I have always been. This is why immortals need other immortals. Because collectively we create an enviroment where we can really be ourselves. Otherwise, we become chameleons, subduing ourselves to belong in a world that isn't really functioning on our wavelength at all. So each time we get together, it's like re-tuning to our true selves.

The intuitivness of Physical Immortality

I can feel Physical Immortality in my guts, for me it is not a belief system as Joe said, I can’t rationalize about it; otherwise it would be difficult for me to express about my life as a physically immortal person. I made so many important decisions in my life since I woke up to Physical Immortality; I will say vital decisions that would have been unattainable without me following this instinctive, intuitive, and emotional feeling that comes from my guts, therefore the experience of being physically immortal is natural, and it already exists in my body, great news! I don’t have to fight to reach the reality of living forever. I just need to go with other physically immortal bodies experiencing the most wonderful truth of staying alive forever.

As Bernie said in our last Friday event, it is hard to break the hard pack of death in bodies that haven’t been exposed to Physical Immortality. Today I can say my hard pack was broken when I met Bernie, Jim, and Chuck, and new layers get broken every time I am in their presence. My exposure to them, and therefore to Physical Immortality wasn’t an accident, I wanted more in my life, their piercing in my body was imminent, it needed to happen. The desire for a new life was already in my body, it just got awakened when I found them. More people were exposed to this wonderful reality in their trip to New York, which means new people could have the opportunity to choose the reality of living forever, and we would have more immortals to multiply, rejoice, and nurture with, celebrating this wonderful life we already have.

The Hard-Pack of Death

It has been so stirring to be together after the east coast event. I am excited about the huge way that Jim and Bernie move to break through the hard-pack of death in people's lives. It touches me deeply and inspires me to greater expansion in my own life. I praise their exceptional passion, dedication and devotion to purpose, and above all their consistent physical movement beyond limitation of all kinds in their own lives that makes them living examples of their word. They are after all not bringing a message, they are bringing themselves, free of death. The integrity, the realness, the naked truth of them is hard to deny, and that is the first crack in the hard-pack....

I was feeling sad before I started writing this, having just got off the phone with my daughter, but I must say that in expressing about Jim and Bernie I was immediately lifted. I am so grateful that I have chosen to be with people with whom I do not ever have to experience heartbreak. My daughter is conflicted with who I am in her life. She wants me to be something I'm not and that blocks her from giving me credit for who I am. She just experienced a friend of hers dying from drugs at the age of 26 and is feeling a lot of pain and anger. She was telling me about it and I was agreeing with her that death sucks. Her friends are consoled with thinking he is in a "better place" but she has no such belief system to turn to. She knows he is gone forever and is having a hard time coming to grips with that. I understand. I am glad she is feeling and questioning, and not just numbing out like the rest of them. For a few minutes she was thankful to talk to me because I gave her a different sound than everyone else. However, instead of letting me stir her to a new life she is now angry at me for "giving her a lecture about how death is wrong, just like I always have all her life". I did not soothe her in the way she wanted to be soothed. If I can't be a mom to her, she wants a friend, and she does not feel I am either. She's right. Unfortunately, she will not go any further to find out who I really am to her, and I cannot tell her. I do not fit in either of those categories, so in her mind I must not be there for her and she experiences me in separation. In the past I have struggled to try and convince her that I love her, but today I cannot. I have no fight left in me, and no more inclination to engage her strong mentality. The death system carries weapons, guilt is a sharp sword. She calls me a coward. I am very happy today that these weapons can no longer wound me. It hurts me that my daughter chooses not to know me, but more than that I am sorry that she holds on to such a small life that ultimately holds so much pain and destruction for her. I want my daughter to live. No-one will ever take her place in my heart, but she feels that I am not with her. She feels alone and she blames me for it.

The only way I will ever be any comfort to my daughter is for her to join me in my world, as I cannot live in hers. I was already there, and I had to get out or die. I am so eternally grateful to the precious people who showed me a new way to go and with whom I share a beautiful life today. Thank you. You are my loves, my inspiration, my joy. I am on fire with you...

Coming Back Home

The feeling of excitement as we prepare for a Physical Immortality out of state event is incredible. There is a certain stirring in the body that I only experience in those times. And then, the event.... So much, there is always so much we experience all of us together, because there we are, completely exposing ourselves in such a raw manner, I love it! And then, we come back home. I always feel a rest in my body as I am flying back to Phoenix. This time was a little bit different.

I felt a very deep connection with all my deathless people. In that connection I felt my own deathlessness. I felt the hunger that I always had for this life and for recognizing myself for who I was. I feel so surrendered as a physically immortal person. I am so present, so in touch. It is so right to have gone for what I felt deep in my guts and not even pay attention to voices trying to stop that which was impossible to stop.

Today, I feel I have nothing to do with death and all its sneaky and dirty ways it uses to move around. Death has its own world and I am not of it. Never been. Things are going to be easier and easier for all of us. My purpose is clear, no death in our bodies. Be consistent, keep yourself focused, feel the joy of living, feel the rest in being home, feel the passion for others, go deep with your feelings, keep it simple, love money, honor who you are, be grateful.

Building a deathless world

I'm looking forward to everyone coming home from New York and all of us being together again. Our immortal events/meetings are always nourishing and wonderful, but there is nothing like the power of the whole that we experience when more of us are physically in each other's presence. That is why we reach out to others, because we are building a world without death. It is a huge and joyful calling and we need everyone that wants a deathless world to participate. Each person has unique gifts to offer. We are like a symphony of life; each instrument or voice alone is beautiful but when everyone sounds together the resulting creation is a masterpiece.

Joe described the waking up from the sleep of death that happens when people come in the presence of immortals. There is no end to that experience. I am still waking up after 20 years and sometimes fighting the tendency to want to numb out with addictions can be very difficult, but I take heart in my breakthroughs and give myself praise for how far I have already come. I agree that feeling ourselves immortal is the key, not believing in physical immortality. Our journey is a physical one, we need actions to match our thoughts. We need to be dropping belief systems, not taking on new ones. We are like computers with too much old software that need to be updated! I feel that physical immortality is the true state of being of a human body that is not loaded down with endless negative thoughts, especially the ultimate limiting belief that we have to die. These programs depress people year after year and rob them of their joy and energy to live. Sickness, aging and dying are by-products of the destructive ways we treat ourselves on a daily basis over time.

The only way I can see for anyone to be free is to immerse themselves in living with deathless people. The truth will not set us free, but people will. We need to be electrified to feel the passion to make lasting changes for our lives. That is impossible to do alone. I need the inspiration of other people's movement to encourage me to keep moving, they need mine. We stoke the fire of each other's hunger to live. I feel blessed to be a part of creating this exciting new world. I feel special. I love who I am. If you knew me 20 years ago you would know how impossible that was for me to say about myself in the past! If people only knew how good they could really feel, the world would be a very different place right now - and for us it is! Welcome home Joe.

After the NYC event

We are sitting in Newark Airport, our flight delayed two hours because of weather. The NYC event was intense and ambitious. We met with people interested in physical immortality, which was exciting. One thing that struck me is that we get so well adjusted to dying that it really takes a kind of shock to the system to jolt us awake. Having adapted to death, we now have to reverse the adaptation. We have to experience our bodies as whole.

For me this has always taken the form of literally feeling more. Being more emotional yes, but also experiencing more of a gut feeling and trusting that gut feeling enough to act on it. This not only clears up a lot of the endless head analysis, it also makes decision making more fun. There's a feeling of freedom that comes with going with my gut that I really enjoy.

In effect, this is what we invite people to do when we meet them in these kind of outbound events. As Bernie said, the belief system of Physical Immortality will not bring about Physical Immortality. In fact, it's not even a very good belief system, because it's darn near impossible to actually "believe" in such a huge thing. We have to feel it. We have to feel ourselves as being here forever, which for me means always feeling more and never settling for numbness.

Escape the setup

I couldn’t agree more with Joe, Lorna and Leann. To me family, religion, God, genetics, love, and all the emotional involvement around them are this gigantic horrifying creature that traps people with its sticky tentacles and little by little suffocates the life out of them.

My family loves me, but they don’t care about my happiness and well being if it’s related with me being physically immortal because it makes me different, out of the norm, and of course out of the flock who prefers to die instead of deserting their families and God . I don’t want this kind of love; religion operates under the same principles. I grew up in Christianity, and although I stopped being involved in all the religious rituals during my teens I can see now how religion was actively present in my everyday life.

I refuse to remain faithful to someone or to some form of creed that doesn’t care about me. For them, their structures are more important than my life. My freedom is priceless! The more I see the big setup the more I appreciate and value my life, my people. I experienced a new love, and I don’t have to pay with my life to keep this love.

Stepping out of it all

As I sit here and ponder this weeks blogging, I’ve been going really deep in thinking about this one… family and religion. WOW!!! In my eyes, these are the biggest two obstacles for a person to improve themselves. The two things that don’t want you to change, don’t want you to be different, and above all else, don’t want you to live. Family (especially in the US) walks hand in hand with religion. Hell, it’s on our money… In God We Trust. But it really doesn’t matter what religion you are, even in paganism and other metaphysical/ spiritualisms they still have the gods and goddesses. There’s still something else out there calling the shots and you still have to die. It’s either God’s will or nature’s cycle.

I have stepped away and come back to this blog several times now. I realize that a lot is coming up for me. Even though I said goodbye to organized religion (Christianity) a long time ago, like Lorna said, the programming is still there. It’s deep inside your veins. The deep anger towards all the hypocrisy is still there. They love you and understand you… just as long as you are just like them. Just as long as you go along with the status quo. As soon as you start rocking the boat and stepping away to be your own person, they try to pull you back with guilt or they simple turn their backs on you. They preach of “unconditional love” but that is a lie. It’s truly conditional and they hold it over your head like a carrot. And the conditions of that contract state that you have to be a good little drone, don’t make waves, and above all else, you have to die.

I got a good dose of this hypocrisy and narrow mindedness a year ago when my mother died. I loved my mother and learned a lot from her. Most importantly I learned that I have to be true to myself and not let anyone else tell me different. I learned that lesson and stepped out of the family completely. She wasn’t so lucky and with each compromise, death claimed her a little more until it took her completely. The whole funeral preparation experience was surreal. I saw just how much of a split life my mother lead. On one side was the real family, my grandfather, brother and his family unit, and on the other was her chosen family, all her friends. People who have not been to church since they were children all of sudden become the most devote believers talking about god’s love and will and how she is in a better place. The whole thing disgusted me. “How can being dead and lying in a big hole in the ground be a better place?” I kept asking. I was met with disapproving, hostile and disgusted looks for that.

My mother was my last real tie to the family and I’m really glad to be done with the whole thing. I tried the follow up with keeping in touch with my brother and grandfather, but as usual when you are the “rebel” in the family, communication breaks down and if you want anything with them, you have to initiate it. So I stopped calling, sending cards and writing emails. Why waste your time and energy on people just because you share the same genetics? I am free! Free to step out and say goodbye once and for all to the family genetics. And the world and my body seems to be a tad lighter since I stepped out.