Reflections

2022 is drawing to a close, and I’ve spent the past few weeks reflecting on the past year. I apologize for the lack of posts, but I promise they will come in earnest in the new year!

I started writing the second installment of our story about two weeks ago, then I put it aside for a while- I will get back to it here shortly. I found the podcast interview we did with NY Patriot immediately after the second visit from Gabriel (it was scrubbed from almost everywhere except Odyssee), but in the past year that second visit was eclipsed by everything else happening. Yet it was one of the most profound of all the visits, as it marked the turning point in my belief system, in my faith. Before then a piece of me still believed that Mic was messing with me, or maybe the government was messing with him, but the things that happened that night defied his physical limitations and made me truly believe, to find my faith, in a way I didn’t know was even possible.

I tell y’all this (without the specifics, those will come in a later post) because I think I may have found the first witness. He claims to be Yashadel (Aramaic for Adam)- and there is no way he could know that Adam is the first witness, or that his true name is Yashadel. So of course I reached out to him, as I do (I have no fear- fear separates your soul from God) and I’m sorry to say he did not believe me, or not really. He believes that any vessel can only be for God, and that this must be demonic. He doesn’t understand that an Archangel vessel is a vessel for God, in a most profound way.

This is not the first time someone has proposed that this experience we’ve had, this journey we’ve undertaken, is demonic; I have pondered this greatly over the past year- since the beginning, really. And I will tell y’all what I told Yashadel: if this is a demon, then it is the crappiest demon ever. The experiences we’ve gone through in the past year and a half have connected me to God in a way I didn’t even know was possible. I’ve learned more about the Word of God, and about what’s to come, than I ever wanted to know previously; now I can’t get enough. Gabriel has taught me about our history, about our souls, and most of all about love- Love for my family and love for all of humanity. God has changed me for the better- I am much less volatile; calm, peaceful, and filled with joy at the same time. My anger, when roused, is righteous anger, to right a wrong or protect my friends and family, sometimes from themselves or each other. Even in the face of so much despair I feel peace and grace, because God is an active part of my daily life. So again I ask, is that demonic influence?

I also pondered and proposed balance to Adam, and asked him to open his mind, and to pray on this. I agree that in the past possession has been demonic, but we are in perilous times, and those times call for drastic measures. Gabriel and I have even spoken of this, in the one recording I got of him. If demons can possess people, Archangels must also be able to do so: balance. However, it’s not only possession, it’s also communication, and true understanding. Remember Gabriel told me true understanding comes when you weigh something through the lenses of life, death, and God’s kingdom.

It did occur to me that Yashadel is not supposed to believe in us, as we have also learned that some of us are not supposed to meet yet, or at all. Sometimes it can have unexpected and potentially dire consequences. There are things I absolutely cannot know, although I am supposed to be the “keeper of truths” whatever that means; but some things I have been warned against knowing. I have been told directly that me asking a specific question or watching a specific show can change the timeline (the plan) for generations to come. So I have had to learn self control above all else in the past year. Not an easy task, as I am endlessly curious… “it’s the question that drives us.” If Adam Yashadel is supposed to cross our path more directly, then he will. However, I know that he crossed my path for reasons… I do still occasionally doubt my own sanity- who wouldn’t? But whenever I fall back into doubt, God immediately sends me a sign to let me know I’m not crazy. That we’re not crazy. At least not in this!