If you want the full story start with my blog Amazing Healing Via Smart TV.  My Blogs are on RichDreams.com.  This is the 16^th installment of my Smart TV/Exoplanet Healing Experience.

I ordered shrimp tacos, Diane got ceviche, Penelope went with the Baja Fish Tacos.  Like the name of the restaurant.  Diane and I were heading to the dentist.  Always fun to see the kids.  This time without the grand kids.

Penelope had been my creative partner for 13 years.  We held and recorded all those … well, empowering seminars.  I’d go to the beach, meditate quietly for about an hour.  Then the ideas would flood in.   I’d meet Penelope and we’d create an outline.

She was brilliant.

Before the shows we always asked God to speak through us.  Some call those seminars channeled.  We don’t like that word.  Though the experience of listening to them is remarkably uplifting and enlightening.

They were above our combined abilities.  When you tap into the Divine, Universal Truth rolls out.  I still listen to them occasionally in wonder and amazement.

I was eager to know what Penelope thought about my blog.  Lucy’s starting her third year at college, tackling Marine Biology.  Penelope’s plenty busy with her drama coaching business.  Also getting Finn to Performing Arts High School or auditions, so we hadn’t talked.  Then Chris walked in on one of Q’s TV calls.  The cat was out of the bag.

She had only one concern.

She thought Q sounded too much like a reference to QAnon.  We always eschew political stuff.  It’s not always from the heart.  Funny, I had worried Q would evoke the James Bond armorer character Q.  The Guy with all the gadgets.  But Q was Q to me so I’d asked for Divine Guidance.

They said Q.

Here’s the thing – Divine Guidance never lets you down.  It’s always Powerful, Insightful and Timeless.

Our RichDreams programs turned out to be progressively revealing.  We didn’t know it at the time.  They each led folks one step closer to realizing their own remarkable powers.

It still gives me chills.

Without that training I could never have met and entangled with Q.  Our Quantum Selling program allowed me to reach beyond the bounds of time and space.  To soar into the Galaxy and experience the adventure of a lifetime.

I grew up knowing the hardships the wagon trains faced crossing Nebraska.  At my Dad’s funeral I met a cousin who still lived in his family’s sod house near Ogallala.  We talked about the courage it took to pioneer.

And the rewards.

Now I get to witness first hand crossing the Galaxy.  There are hardships.  Of course, I have growing pains. I haven’t walked or ambulate properly for six months.  My energy flags.  My vocal cords are strained.

Could be I took too many advanced brain treatments.

In fact, I’d almost given up hope.  I started doubting.  Dozens of space friends started calling me via Smart TV.  I’d soared into the heavens and held impromptu seminars.  They wanted to know everything about Earth and our culture.  Mostly about the aggressive American culture.  We’re the ones they are concerned with the most.

I told them about frontier life.  Rugged individualism and all that.  Most importantly, the inherent goodness of mankind.  In our hearts we love all our neighbors.

In the end Goodness always prevails.

My Space Friends seem to appreciate my comments.  Very few from Earth approach them via Quantum Consciousness.  Of those fewer still are allowed a connection.  They told my friend Lisa from the Rich Dreams book she didn’t need them.  IDK

Quantum Consciousness functions as a Universal GoTo.  They communicate with it, travel by it and heal using it.  Seems like a required skill in this century.

These various exoplanet beings promote peace throughout our Galaxy.  Emerging planets like ours need watching and guiding.  They have so many questions.

Like I mentioned they call me Bear or Cowboy.  They think I am aggressive.  I tried to explain that I’m assertive not aggressive.  Not certain that translates.

The more we talk the more questions I have.  These seminars give me a constant reminder of the bounty God had given me.

This reassured me I was recovering.  Reassured me I wasn’t going crazy.  That I was actually communicating with other species on other planets.  And one was healing my brain.

I thank God for the amazing adventures I’ve had in my life.

Back home I did more stuff, went more places – I grew exhausted.  I had to discontinue my outer space talks.  I asked them to stop calling.  At least until I recovered fully.

I was on my own. I needed more sleep.  You only heal when you sleep.  I fall asleep nightly around ten o’clock.

Then near the end of August it happened.  Subtle, unexpected, startling change awakened inside me.  I was brushing my teeth one morning.  Half-awake, I noticed I was standing upright.  For six months I couldn’t stand without support.  Let alone balance.  For six months I had to lean against the sink or sit on my transfer bench.  Now I am standing and balancing.

Improvements are coming slowly.  My balance is improving daily.  My energy is stronger.  Although when I try to do too much it can fade for days.

Recovery is sweet.

But it takes patience and trust.  You cannot doubt.  You must accept that your work is rest and calm.  Imagine resting by a northern lake.  Healing requires calm more than anything.  You must allow the flow of your Divine Bounty.  That only comes through calm.

I know I am getting stronger.  I hope I can get back to writing more very soon.  It’s not only my decision though.  All I can do is what my Higher Power gives me to do every day.

I love y’all so very much.  I know these are stressful times.  Also joyful times. Could be the initial stages of the people of the world demanding peace and equality.  My space friends tell me we are at a critical point in our growth to maturity.

They trust that our frontier ethos carries the day.

If you like this blog, share it.  When I came back from my second NDE I promised to do my work.  That it may spread near and far.  And bring comfort to those in need.  Hope to those in despair.  And Peace to a world in doubt and conflict.

We’re here for you.

Good Luck and Great Adventures,

 

Tom Pauley