High T Women, Low T Men & Ode To Boomer Men

I remember a time when women were honest about themselves.  They got up on specific days of their cycle and simply admitted to themselves, and their husbands or boyfriends, that for no rational reason – they awoke with an overwhelming desire to slam doors and bite someone.   Anyone.  For no reason.  We did not pretend that it was a good day to be someone’s “boss”.  We understood it back then.  We were in the loop about understanding that a load of Testosterone was dumping into our system, and that the days ahead were charted, and may not be pleasant for those around us.  This forced us to somewhat police ourselves.  What we said.  How we behaved.

Then the Women’s Movement told us that this was all a lie – and simply in – Our Head.

The men in our lives carried a lot more Testosterone in their bodies back in those days, and this made it much easier for them to handle our monthly Testosterone dumps.  Our men were men.  They knew how to make jokes about things, and how to stay out of the way, and live their lives in a satisfying and happy way.  They knew normalcy would return.  They had stamina, mental fortitude, and Enough Testosterone to deal with their women during testosterone dumps.

  1. Scientific and Medical reports now acknowledge that men’s testosterone levels are down by one half of what their father’s generation testosterone levels were. Simultaneously, estrogen levels for these lower T men, is now higher than in previous generations.

This gets one really wondering if much, or at least some, of the younger generation’s “Woman” hatred is not about some of the younger men becoming more like the hormonal “bitchy women” they complain about.  Do they miss The Irony that they have begun to work with the feminists across the aisle in their verbiage against men? (Feminists claim their woes are due to White Men.  Younger generation men now claim their problems are due in part to “Boomer Men”.)

Look, I get it – there is plenty to complain about.  I sat on a plane with a man in his late twenties, who spent two and a half hours complaining about what “whores” American women are.  I could easily understand his point of view.  The part he could not get his head wrapped around, in the telling of his own story, was that his girlfriend was “acting psycho” because she could not handle his going out to night clubs – alone – with his guy friends.  Tomatoe Tomato.

Dispelling The Boomer Male Myth.  Young men today seem to enjoy expressing their opinion about the stupidity of Boomer Men and their generation.  I know Boomer Males.  I love Boomer Males.  If anything Boomer Males have taught me, it is how to be – a better woman.

They have taught me that Partnerships in Relationships are what create long lasting bonds.  They have taught me that Respect & Trust given in – both directions – is respect and trust that lasts a lifetime.  I honor the Boomer High T men.  They have helped us raise children, they have in times of hardship been; lover, parent, and pillar of strength – to the women in their lives – when we have needed that from them.

There is a gentleness in Boomer men that is rare in the younger generations today.  Do not misperceive me.  Boomer men had a lot of testosterone, and knew their own minds.  They had fortitude that got them through wars, and back home again, and kept them going out into the job market during recessions.  They found strength in youth to find a reason to Still Believe, when everything round about them, began to crumble due to the false paradigms that had been woven into their lives.  They have survived national wars and national traumas that the younger male generations do not seem to want to acknowledge or understand.

I love Boomer men.  I thank Boomer men.  And what I love most about Boomer men, is the honest fact that Boomer men – love women.

What do the younger generations do, to fix the issue of their low testosterone counts, while absorbing so much female estrogen?  Setting the joking and irony aside, they are victims of an agenda which goes far beyond “women” and “boomer men”.  We must begin to understand this before we can begin to reverse the chaos in our societies.    

Finally, let’s not forget – any social ideology that does not encourage voluntary procreation, and love and cherishing of the opposite sex, is an ideology gone amuck.  We need each other.  Men need women.  Women need men.  To pretend otherwise, is to lead many astray.

Much love to all of you men – of all generations.

Vera Lokteff




The Box

I was recently given a gift.  A beautiful, perfectly sized, journal.  The cover is in one of my favorite hues of lavender with one of those perfect hard cover leather type bindings.  It came wrapped in cellophane to keep the cover pristine.  I held it in my hand and with gratitude exclaimed, “Perfect size!  This is easily grabbed from my purse for taking quick notes!  And sooooo pretty!  Thank you!”

I did not unwrap the cellophane, thinking it best to keep the cover pretty.  I put it into my purse and did not look at it again until I needed to take down some important information.  That’s when the trouble started…

Who could have imagined that a Journal which markets itself for “Recording Every Wonderful Day” would not come – lined or in the least – a simple blank page?  This journal came with each page full of hundreds and hundreds of dark inked very small boxes – to write in.  Every single page was like this.  A Journal full of boxes.   To be specific – there were four hundred and eight square boxes on each front and back of each four by six inch page.  Try to visualize that.   Boxes.  In dark ink.

I tried to ignore the boxes and hurried to write my notes.  Each individual box was too small to write a complete word in it so I tried writing sloppily across the grid.  This made it difficult to read what I had written as the box lines got in the way of the cursive straight lined letters.

I took another approach and tried to size my letters so that one letter fit into each small square box.  This made it difficult to read because the letters seemed to stand alone and be too individualized.  The words seemed to spread out into a  – meaningless jumble of ongoing letters from the alphabet.

Spacing became another issue.  How many empty boxes does one skip for space between words versus the number of empty boxes skipped between sentences?

Looking at the journal, and those Individual Stand Alone Letters sitting in their own individual grid boxes – made my head hurt.  It was like trying to read through spaghetti.

At this point I became chagrined, because I had so openly expressed my joy about the color, quality, and size of the Journal which touted itself for “recording every wonderful day” as I stuck it into my purse with the cello wrap – that my husband had gone out and bought me – more of them.  It now dawned on me that I most likely had the same problem with the beautiful powder blue, navy, red, and teal colored same brand “journals” which now lived on my shelf – waiting to be used.

I held the journal and opened it to the middle.  I was feeling hostile toward this cute little journal now, and wondered, “Is this for people who record the daily temperature in grids?”

“Is this for engineers who need little boxes to record degrees/latitudes in tiny boxes?”

“Is this for someone who Graphs the quality of their Wonderful Days?!”

I asked people around me if they knew “Who would need/use such a journal?”

Crickets.  No one had a clue.

They were however, entertained and intrigued, by the fact that its stated purpose, “Journal”, was clear and right there on its – face.

“Who the heck is this Journal – FOR?!”  I ask again.   “It’s for people who live in small boxes.  And all their 408 neighbors who live in their own tiny tight box right next door!”  I thought to myself.

This got me thinking ….

Holy Source does not live, nor exist – IN –  a or The box.  Holy Source manifests in the box because we are there.  This means that no writ, no script can ever – fit into any 1 single box – and contain all truth within it.  Just as I could not fit even one single full Word into one tiny square box.

I thought about the dark ink grid, and how it is much like the Matrix Grid we live in, where we try to perceive  Eternal Truth through the prism of all these lines, boxes, containments, and limitations, much like looking through a prison cell.

I believe this – to see Truth – at whichever level – the Grid Box Must Come Down.  We all live in different kinds of tiny boxes, within a page of neighbors living within their own tiny boxes.  We often feel mentally safest remaining on that page where other people in their boxes too, believe that All Truth “can be and is”  contained within those four walls of dark ink.

It can be difficult to communicate thoughts, ideas, and share concerns, joys or experience –  heart to heart or spirit to spirit –  when we are blinded by that dark ink, which sets the boundary and containment line for the box we never leave.

But, what if we become brave enough to let the ink and box around us – melt away?  Will we find that there are others who have let their containment melt away as well?  What if we find that there are five or ten or one hundred souls, who lived in small boxes which are no longer walled and separate  …… and because of this …. have created a larger vista for the rest of us ….. of what lays beyond our containment?

What if box by box, confined page by confined page – we bring down the lie – and are then brought into closer proximity, contact, and relationship – with Holy Source – Outside the limitations of any confinement?  These are pleasant thoughts to my soul.

I am on the road today, but do wish I had access to a fireplace, so that I could symbolically burn this beautiful gridlocked journal in a fire, and symbolically make the walls of containment in my own life – less than dust.

Perhaps someone reading this, will burn yard debris or grill this weekend …  perhaps you can walk it out for me, and maybe for yourself too, and symbolically burn a paper grid down to  — less than dust.  If you do — please know that my joy and gratitude goes far beyond – This 3D Grid!!!!!

And is far greater than when I first looked at that pretty little thing…

Vera Lokteff

Understanding Spiritual Timelines Via Current Political Events

Many American Christians are troubled by political events which swarm in the midst of their lives today.  They often speak loudly and clearly, that we should keep our political views separate from our Christian perspective.  They do this because most of us have been taught (in churches) to ignore the fact that Jesus’ opponents were mostly – politically motivated and/or were individuals who were lawyers, educators,  and religious leaders who worked hard to protect their turf – so as not to lose their own power base and financial benefit.

In other words politics have long ago – clashed with spirituality, for the simple reason that politicians and those of their ilk, have for most of history, attempted to control the minds, thoughts, and free will of  humans for reasons of personal gain and power .  In other words – they work really hard – to keep you in Captivity.  All kinds of captivity, including the bigger kind Jesus spoke of.

As Christians, we must begin to view “political events” with a Spiritual Eye, and begin to discern that there is a very clear Timeline, which was foretold and laid out for us.  It is the Timeline where we are not pacifists.  Those who can even vaguely discern the times and timeline we are on – do know that there is much work at hand.  Work that was foretold.  Work that was promised.  Work that is exciting and is part of our Christian heritage and legacy.  Beyond that, it is part of our spirit DNA legacy – and promise.

Look around you, nation after nation now have internal systems which have begun to break down and/or fall apart.  Internal systems within Europe and other nations – are also being redesigned to become – Unsustainable.

The smallest examples of this are the constant, chronic, ongoing wars, the intentional displacement of peoples, the intentional population replacement within western countries which forces the working population to support more and more foreign “welfare recipients”, while being unable to provide for their own families, etc., etc.

These systems, in turn require more and more growth in government, with added paid government agents, agencies, and administrators, who oversee the costs and provisions for war, and housing, medical care, food and services to legal and illegal – immigrants – who immediately benefit from the system, while never having paid into it.

The destruction of families is well facilitated within these programs and systems, by encouraging women to become single mothers – for benefits, while not qualifying for these same benefits – if married.

But wait … there’s more …..

The Weaponization of Words  by media – is something most of us understand as being just one piece within the arsenal of the Invisible War long in play.  The Weaponization Of Words has varying national and global modes of destruction.  The first stages of weaponizing words –  disempowers – individuals.  It later disenfranchises  individuals, families, and organizations.

It keeps escalating into larger and larger ripples, until it completely devolves and destroys what we had heretofore considered – humane, civil, mentally sound, legal, and morally permissible.  Later new words of Violence & Murder – become publicly acceptable and approved.  We have all seen how this works since Donald Trump’s inauguration.

Law makers take these weaponized words and transform existing laws into something new, which can hold a larger, and tighter stranglehold upon one segment of humanity, while giving license for violence to another segment of “humans”.  Thus we have rapes of European women which go unreported to and by the police and in the news,  and when reported, go unpunished in the courts.  In this inverse world speaking Truth – puts individuals into jail.  Speaking truth becomes “sedition”.

Yes.  There is still more ….

Educational Systems – take these weaponized words and changed laws and teach new courses based upon these weaponized words and changed laws –  and use both of these to take control of the minds of each successive generation.  Thereby, sons and fathers are mostly at odds with one another, and should a son later come to view things as his father does – any grandson who attends the educational system – holds a stronger chance that – he may yet be converted to be the enemy of both his father and grandfather.

Think of it as a wash cycle.  Each cycle washes out the truth previously known.  It then rinses the mind clean with new indoctrination, and spins the new indoctrination hard and fast, so the young mind has no time to process what is being done to it.   And so ….. each new season of “students” or “parishioners” come through the wash –  time and time again and –  voila!  Again and again …. The cycle deepens and broadens, and expands into more and yet greater degeneracy, lawlessness, acceptance of degeneracy and violence and bloodshed – within even those – who had previously disagreed with such acts of violence, degeneracy, and lawlessness.

Make no mistake – the demons and their minions have crawled out of the pit – and whether you see it or not – there is a target on your back.

Some people pooh-pooh all of this and say, “Oh, this is happening because the Rapture is coming.”

Look at that scripture again.  Not the way you were told to read and understand it.  Let’s look at it the way Jesus – explained it.  It speaks about those who are – removed.  They will be devoured by birds of prey.

You are the prey.  You have – been the prey – for a long time.

In schools, in weaponized words, in new laws, in changed and amended laws, and often times in church… You … are the prey.  Please, get this through your head, and try to begin to see that the Political Timeline which you have been averse to acknowledging – has already overlapped – your very personal and spiritual one.

Lastly, people often tell me about what is going on with them spiritually.  The one thing that I have found consistent from people who speak about a specific topic as to the USA – is that most of these people appear to live in the United States of America, and what they tell me is that,  they have begun to weep for the nation.  More and more they are awakened with verse from Jeremiah, and weep for the nation.  We live on a timeline that is already in play.  Do we work and create a push back, so that many others can still awaken?  Or do we just sit back, let the demons take over, and let those who now weep, begin to speak words – from which a nation – will be unable to retreat?

Vera Lokteff

Who Is Our Family?

I have a friend, who at the age of four, came into certain and definite knowledge of the existence and presence of Jesus in her life.  The interesting thing about her is that her parents were atheists, who never spoke of Jesus, nor allowed the subject of Jesus in their home.  She did not own a Bible.

If you ask her, she will tell you that she has had a love/brother relationship with Jesus since the age of 4.  Yet in physical 3D reality she only came to know about him in the religious world scope of teaching about Jesus, decades later, when a neighbor read a chapter out of the book of Revelations to her while having a conversation – over the fence.

Hope (Yes really.) tells me that hearing those words read to her- sparked something within her.  She explains it as an inner spirit knowledge, which made its way to her conscious mind, and current earth memory.  The fact that she already knew Jesus, loved him, and knew that she had “always loved him”, though more real than anything else in her life in experience,  came into deeper context when she learned about words that existed – in the Bible.

If you meet her you will find that though a mother of eight children, and though in her seventies, she is without a doubt a – young soul.  Shiny.  Bright.  Funny.  Full of Hope.  Ferocious in spirit.  She frightens some people and heals others by her presence and joy.  Some do not know what to make of the place where she walks.

I have traveled with her extensively.  She has been my traveling companion when family members could not accompany me on speaking trips.  She has traveled paths with me that were both safe and unsafe in the physical plane.  I have watched her pray, laugh, and joke her way through dangerous events – and watched her doze off to sleep in peaceful rest –  once her work was done.

She has walked into my hotel room many a time, looked at me with seriousness and certainty and said, “You are going to be in real danger when you go there.  I’m going with you!”  She has been right every time.  She has been an angel in disguise in my life – many times.

I have another friend, who grew up in a southern Baptist church, who had never been taught of re-incarnation.  Yet she absolutely and concretely knew with certainty, that she had walked the planet before.  A prior existence on the planet made no sense within the confines of her religious teaching and church experience.  She had no one to share with.  She had no one to question.  Exposure in church would have been certain censure and possibly worse.  Jesus had never been the question for her.  Jesus was her certainty.  Her tenacity and perseverance for “more truth” that her family could not comprehend,  confused them,  but drove her to a deeper relationship with Jesus from the time she was eighteen.

I also remember a night in Kyoto Japan, when a Japanese man in his forties, a Buddhist, and a man in local government came up to me after I had finished speaking and said, “I know the devil is my father.  I don’t want him to be my father anymore.”  He had tears in his eyes.  His face was pained.  He knew what he knew, and he knew that he wanted a solution for his dilemma.

My talk had been about the upcoming Kobe earthquake on the Friday night before it happened.

It seemed off topic – I had been stunned to hear myself speak what seemed like misplaced words coming out of my mouth at the end of a talk to about fifty people, “It does not matter who your spiritual father is, you can align with Another Father who does love you, and is the one that you can love.”  And thus the lovely Japanese man standing in front of me speaking life changing words.

One must understand Japanese culture to know what a huge deal it was for this man to say such a thing, and to say such a thing to me; a stranger, a foreigner, a woman.

Things like this are happening everywhere.  Regardless of country, race, gender, social class.  I and others have been witness to such things again and again – since the mid 1990’s when the overt and heavy dimensional overlaps began peaking.

Perhaps I am writing this for people who are waking up in churches and places where you think things – such those which you suddenly know and understand – should not be happening.  And yet, with every fiber within you, you know that what you know – is real.

To voice it audibly may be scary for you, because what you now know does not align with what you were taught – or never taught.  And yet, there it is – you now know –  what you know.

A knowing and an understanding of the spirit.  It can be a lonely place when it first happens, but also is a wonderful place – as we come deeper in.

This leaves us with the question “Who is our family?”  It’s an important question, at this time,  when many seek to find their own kind – in Spirit.

Some of our family members have begun to soar.  They are healthy, and we recognize them when we meet them.  They are like a healing balm and a fresh cool glass of water in the parched desert.  Many of them are the Daniels and seers, and those who will be victorious in days ahead.  They were long ago promised to be here at this time. They have been taking their positions in many locations, within many nations, around the globe. Many of them are – quite young.

Other family members – are not so healthy in this season of change.  They do not yet know the season, and so cling more ardently to literal words of writ without spirit or  context.  We must be patient with them.  This is where we turn the other cheek.  Many of them are older, but will understand further down the road.

I think a lot about those who are family – but are like fragile little chicks that are caught in a rainstorm without shelter.  Their feathers have been soaked and they are windblown.  They are so little and so vulnerable.  Some have been badly bruised, and they do all they can to hold on to life (a faith).  We must stand for them, carry them, believe for them, and when possible be their angels in disguise and help heal them – until they are able to stand on their own again.

And while we recognize each other and are full of joy, and remember those who are not in great shape, we must remember too that so many of these who are bruised – have had to go through the equivalent of violent physical wars – in their journeys to break free from religious bondage, which had kept them bowing within the synagogue of Satan.  We must be a light for them.  A light that shines bright so they can see what lurks in the dark ready to devour them and pull them further into darkness and hopelessness.

Family of spirit.  Family from home.  I have been so blessed to meet many members of my family, from all over the world.  The love and joy when we see each other face to face is difficult to contain.  Once experienced –  that safety, that joy, that easy understanding between family members who hold as privilege that which is sacred and holy – leaves no misunderstanding of who real family – is.

God Bless You.

Vera Lokteff

Can We Stop The Drums Of War?

The drums of war play out in intimate settings within homes across all nations.  The drums of war play out on the streets of Europe and the Americas within protests and street attacks.  The drums of war are beaten each day as nation rises against nation – crossing the red line.  The drums of war sound the alarm as religions rise up, one against the other, upon the earth.

Where are sane men, women, and children – to go – when our leaders desire war?

On the smallest ripple of the discussion – we speak of Banker’s Wars, and of oil needing to get to market to keep the currency wars going.  Some speak of the American military industrial complex and its need to keep perpetual wars going.

Some speak of beliefs requiring marching toward doom in expectation of “fulfilled promises” and “final days and final wars” involving the return and/or arrival of various notable figures.  Few of our conversations and debates provide us with an adequate answer to –

“Why is mankind not allowed to live in peace?!”

“WHY war – decade after decade – for hundreds and thousands of Years?!”

“WHY don’t we – stand up and say, “Enough!”?

Millions upon millions of people on this planet today – detest war.  They hate watching the displacement of peoples on the planet.  They hate their government’s participation in the destruction of millions of civilians’ lives.  They hate seeing the aftermath of bombs, which have turned families, homes, and lives – to ruble.

Most of us have had enough – of war.  Even when it is on “foreign soil”.

Many Americans, of various political persuasions, have long asked themselves some version of the question – “WHY has my nation become such a thug and a bitch on the earth?!  Killing.  Killing.  More Killing.  How much is Enough killing for the deep state of the United States of America?!”

In the past few days, weeks and months we have been fed “news” of  the USA’s intention to cause more harm, more killing, more bombing, and more destruction – in other nations.  This week even Communist Americans voice their approval for change of regime in Iran and Central America.  Intervention.  Destruction.  Chaos.

We were promised an end to war by two presidents; one a democrat, the other a Republican.  And yet, the deep state war drum – drums on.

Perhaps it is time we stop asking questions in silence, and begin to unite and ask these questions boldly and loudly.  Perhaps it is best that we Demand changes to long going policies by hidden agents which profit from the misery and pain of humans.  Perhaps it is time that we collectively demand that those who have been duly elected now fulfill their promises to – Cease War.

We are at a crossroad.  We must ask ourselves and answer honestly,  “Do I Love those around me enough to care about – THEIR Future?”

Globally, we must be honest about whether we are willing to stand together and say, “Enough!” to lawlessness in the streets of our nations, as well as lawlessness in the places where decisions for war are made.

Do we have the strength to stand up and say, “Enough!” to those politicians who hunger for more blood, more death, and more destruction – while making millions/billions on war?

Do we have the fortitude to come together and begin to pray and meditate for change – Together – to create a metaphysical change that can manifest in 3D?

Do we have the strength to stand up to those who have repeatedly promised “change” only to allow more lawlessness into our nations, and more war and bloodshed and death in – Other Nations – as well?

The Millennials and Gen X’ers blame the Boomers for not having done more to hold back the tides of lawlessness and depravity, which wash over nations today.  I believe that it is not yet too late for Gen Z, Millennials, X’ers, Boomers, and All Else – to unite in purpose – against the forces that attempt to take over the globe at this hour.  We all stand to lose if we do not stand together.

Resistance is not futile.

Those who know and understand how to do it – must begin to follow up in united prayer, meditation, and purposed metaphysical creative works – to push back forces that would devour us nation by nation, and ultimately  body, mind, and soul.

Together…..  One in purpose – with honesty and truth – we can push this monster back into retreat, and if we want, we can subdue it.  It starts in the quiet, where metaphysical work and thoughts are unseen, but are joined with the wave of desire and purpose of all of those who are like us.  We can become The Flood that washes it away.

Vera Lokteff

Our Personal Apocalypse

Before we speak about anything to do with any upcoming Apocalypse (es), let’s first address the fact that millions of people today misuse this word.  Apocalypse, according to Webster’s New World Dictionary means:  To disclose, A prophetic disclosure; revelation.

In ancient Greek days the word meant disclosure of – Knowledge.  As in a lifting of the veil.  A revealing.

At times people who cling to religious dogma –  use the word  apocalypse synonymously with “Revelations of John” and speak primarily of cataclysmic events of destruction, rather than a revelation of truth in the greater sense of Revelation & Disclosure.

Millions of people wait for the “Apocalypse of Nations” as in today’s religious meaning of destruction and havoc.  However, the truth is that we are instead, all in the midst of our own Personal Apocalypse.  A time of Self-Revelation and Self-Disclosure.

In other words, like it or not, most people are running out of space and time to lie about themselves – to themselves.

The dimensional overlaps of the 1990s have left many residual consequences and opportunities, which began to manifest themselves in clear and overt ways in the latter part of 2011.  One of these was the beginning of a global season of division and separation into like, and unlike minded people, which went from the smallest ripples of friendships to the largest ripples within corporate and global power interests.

On the smallest ripple of this division many people found themselves suddenly looking at people they had known for decades with the sudden realization of, “My family is not my tribe!” or “My friends are Not from of my same spirit type or mindset!”  What was tolerable for so many years prior – became suffocating, insufferable, and burdensome.

And thus, even amongst people we did not expect to be affected, we witnessed an increase in divisions, breakups, divorces, separations within churches, organizations, splintering within philosophical thought, political alliances, and financial goals within groups, who had previously been on the – Same Page.

The goals, beliefs, principles, and agendas within these groups began to fragment, to separate, and to be viewed from differing perspectives within what used to be long known and agreed to – parameters and boundaries.  In simple terminology – people and sheeples everywhere were becoming more and more aware of their confinement, whether that confinement was physical, psychological, theoretical, philosophical – or spiritual.

In other words, it was not rare to see people finding themselves out of alignment with people they had known, worked with, and cared about – for decades.

Add to this, the fact that millions of people began to rouse from a haze and began thinking about disregarding their blood lines, their relations, their religions, their cultural backgrounds, their sex – and began to search for – Their Tribe, which aligned with beliefs and values, closer to their own.

People began overtly, if quietly, seeking those who truly felt like “home” and “my kind”.

This has been happening all over the world in greater and greater preponderance since the latter part of 2011.  The timing on this is not coincidental, and does go beyond the normal social engineering in place at that time.  (Yes, I understand that social engineering plays a part in all of this.  However, your “engineers” pick and choose their timing on their propaganda – with specific and precise alacrity, when other dimensional effects and opportunities are in play, and are conducive, for them.)

Each successive year has deepened the alliances within the separating groups who were out to

“Find Their Tribe” and/or their “Spirit Family”, and effectively people began to align with their real family – of spirit, or in the least “begin a search” for what was closest to home for them.  And thus the alignments went beyond the bloodline family, beyond the state, and beyond the individual nation.

Millions of people seeking out others with whom they felt “safe” were first led to the loudest voices, and many found themselves more confused, more lost than before, in dead ends and unsafe places, and never really understanding what “safe place” actually meant or felt like.  And thus for many – the internal interpersonal – shut down.

People who were not aware of what was really going on (globally) began to speak of “energies”, and an engineered circumstance by sinister forces.  Yet factually – it was simply The Time for these divisions and yearnings to address “who is family” and “what” family means  – to start coming to the forefront of human consciousness.  People began to consciously hunger for a greater sense of family alignment, which goes beyond our current small ripple 3D engineered understanding.

So here we are now.  2018.  Now is about understanding that the “us” within us is the “Hidden Us”.

It is about the unseen, and often times unknown – us.

For some, these intervening years have been a gradual process of chaos, confusion, and alienation.

Many of us have refused to allow the apocalypse from within.

For others, it has been a wonderful time of Revealing of true self, and coming into the knowledge of the place our true self holds on this planet today.  For these people the real purpose of “being here” right now, is in the process of being exposed, disclosed, revealed, and consciously – known.

Time is revealing us.  The multi-dimensional aspect of Time is overlapping us.

The hidden mirror of self-reflection is not always easy.  And yet, the coming years will show and teach us the truth of who we are – and are not.

Time is such that it soon becomes not only about that which we currently “believe” and “profess”, but becomes paramount to know Where we stand and Why we stand there, as regional and global events go active and/or play out.  Do we remain where we are because we fear consequence and looming events and those who bully the world?  Or do we stand Where we stand because we truly know who and what  we Love?

The time of our personal apocalypse is a good thing.

It is a time of self-revealing.  And with it will come the manifestation of either personal growth or personal chaos, much more so than in years gone by.

Our upcoming year is so short in some respects, and yet will be so long in other aspects of our lives, as our personal decisions made these years have ongoing and critical consequences for future decades.

I want to encourage those who have more going on within you than you are able to express to those closest.  A year, such as the one I speak of, usually brings polar opposites of joy and sorrow, feast and famine, loss and gain.  All of these will be dependent upon how we accept the personal apocalypse, which is being released in greater and greater measure for all who dwell beneath, upon, and above the Earth.  No exclusions.  It’s here.

May we all look back with understanding – of the privilege of this season.

Vera Lokteff








The Multi-Dimensionality Of Truth

Every Truth, even when foundational, still has a broader and deeper Truth which it is a “part of”.

Truth does not change, but the greater ripples of Truth, do expand what and how we perceive and know it, and this helps us to not only utilize that truth in our lives as a concept, but also teaches us how to become part of that truth as well.

And while we may understand that Truth ripples out into greater and greater ripples, it is also true that more often than not – greater ripples within multi-dimensional truths – work themselves down into our smallest ripple within our third dimensional lives. (3D)

What is a ripple?
I am referring to the circular ripples made on a smooth lake when a child throws a pebble into the water. The first hit on the water “begins” a series of circular ripples. The first ripple is small, the second ripple is larger, and the third ripple is larger still.

Truth is like that.
There is an initial first smallest 3D ripple of a truth, but there are also larger ripples of that truth which correlate to, and are part of, the first smallest ripple – but go beyond what is obviously seen or known.

Another way to see this is to look at a sheet of paper full of illustrations, art, and writing on it.
Pick up this sheet of paper. Hold it so that only the thin line edge faces you.
What do you see? Not much.

Now turn the same sheet of paper to the larger broad 8×11 side.

Coming into a greater Truth about something is like coming around the corner from the thin line edge of a sheet of paper, to looking out at the larger vista, broad horizon side – where there is much more to see, understand, and know about – this very same truth.

What squeezes or oppresses you in your daily life – here on the thin edge – actually started long before on the larger and broader horizon of your 3D life.

Yes, the greater knowledge of a specific truth sometimes pertains to more information about what transpires in your 3D life. However, it very often starts squeezing and oppressing you – from within a different density and/or dimension.

Our 3D religious and educational systems, in conjunction with social engineering – help to keep us limited and contained – to the thin sliver side of the sheet of paper. The three work together and in tandem, sometimes intentionally and sometimes not, to keep us from being aware of the larger ploys and tactics used against us, and helps keep the masses in a helpless state.

Loads of money, effort, time, and literal warfare on all ripples, work together to keep us focused on the smallest ripples. Why? It is done to keep you from understanding the truth of Spirit Law.

Spirit Laws – literally supersede the ones we are told we are limited to within the third dimension.

Spirit Law makes clear our “spiritual right of inheritance” – which absolutely trump 3D, 4D, and all matrix dimensions.

What are they afraid of?
They are afraid of the power of Knowing.
“You shall know the Truth and the Truth Shall Set You Free”.

The days are now such that it becomes paramount that we see, understand, and believe that Truth Is Unstoppable.

Truth is unstoppable.
Think of each ripple of expanded Truth which you come in to – as the largest ship in existence, and then think of the greater expansion of Truth – as being larger and greater still. Larger than the largest ship you had previously known. Truth, when in the water, creates an overwhelming wake that is beyond measure. The lie cannot approach even the farthest reaches of this overwhelming wake.

Truth is in the water. Truth resonates whether people want it to or not.

Lies, whether political, spiritual, etc., are nothing more than tiny canoes, which get capsized and submerged – by the Tsunami and Wake Of Truth.

Now imagine what you absorbing truth, knowing truth, and becoming part of Truth – Means.

Vera Lokteff