Where My Path Has Led Me: Writing Contest

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Irene Weber
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In the early ’80s my mother decided she knew what she needed. She needed a space of love to grow our future on so she packed up from Ohio and moved to Alaska with my two older siblings.

When I was born in 1986, she moved into a trailer as that was what she could afford. She knew she wanted to live off the grid; she wanted to grow our food and live outside the system. Growing up in a trailer park was hard as many criticize you growing up. We had the nicest trailer in the park. We had huge gardens with rock trails through them; we raised our own chickens, rabbits, and ducks, and lived off what we made ourselves for the most part. My mother gained much criticism from the family for her decision.

The family was old fashioned and believed working in the system was the only option. She knew there was another way. My older siblings left, leaving just my mother and I. All the criticism and rejection from the family drove my mother into a depression and she drank herself to her deathbed, but not without leaving a legacy for me to follow.

From the first memory I have to the time she passed, she taught me so much. She taught me respect, appreciation, to be grateful for what I had as many don’t even get clean water. She taught me about spirituality, about Buddha and Confucius. She taught me about infinity, karma, and enlightenment. She taught so much to me, more than I could have possibly understood at my young age.

In 1996 she passed away, leaving me to the fate of the family that rejected her. In one day, my little off-the-grid world was destroyed and I was plunged into the society everyone else lived in. No one understood me and I understood nothing of the outside world. Years of being passed around from one family to the next caused much physical and mental pain on me.As a young teenager I had fully forgotten what my mother had taught me. It was still there deep inside, but forgotten. I was full of hate, I trusted no one, and I felt lost. During this time I had my first dream of my mother. Everything was white around us and we were sitting in her old Volkswagen Bus, she was mad at me because I didn’t remember, I was not living up to my potential, forgotten the lessons, and that the anger in me was misunderstanding. Of course I didn’t know what the dream meant at the time.

That lost feeling kept with me for many years after. In 2007 I gave birth to a little boy who helped change my life. Being a mother brought many questions and fears for his future. I wondered why I was here. Why I existed at all for my being here seemed at the time to serve no purpose, like a cruel joke God was playing on me. I felt somewhere deep inside that I did have a greater purpose. I survived for something. It couldn’t have all been fate and with no purpose.

One day, a long lost friend from high school found me online and after we talked for many weeks, he shared a book with me called The Ringing Cedars Series.

The first book of the series was enough to change my perspective and change my life. I read it in less than a day. An unusual feat for me as reading was never my strong suit.

Every question I had, as a mother, as a woman, as a lost soul, was answered through this book. I cried so much in happiness after reading it. It was like a jigsaw puzzle. I had some pieces hidden inside that didn’t make sense and it gave me the missing pieces to make the whole picture. It just snapped inside my head, so quickly it almost made my head spin.

Not long after reading the book, I decided my life needed to change if I was going to be happy. So I packed my son and I up and left a relationship that was making me feel unwanted, unappreciated and depressed.

I started a new relationship with my long lost friend. His family and he have to this day been the greatest family and his mom reminds me so much of my mother as well. There is so much to tie my love and I together that it could only be meant to be. His family introduced David Icke to me and many more. They have helped me continue my mother’s lessons. The enlightenment levels still are rising. Every little piece of puzzle I gain is one piece closer to understanding our existence, our world, our purpose.

I still don’t know my true purpose here, but I know it will show itself when it’s ready. I am no longer a lost soul. I am no longer in hatred. I now understand why I went through the pain I have gone through and why so many caused pain on me. Although the pain they caused will never truly go away, I have been able to forgive all who have been involved in my life for I understand that they did not understand anything and hence they were afraid of anyone who questioned, like me. I am 26 years old now and although my life, if I had enough space to truly tell you about it, has been a struggle, it was all meant for something. I would not be here today, I would not be who I am today, if it wasn’t for what I have had to experience in life. Many who could walk in my shoes, would not come out of them sane. It has taken many years to overcome my past, it has taken many talks with friends and therapists, it has taken forgiveness of everyone including myself to get through it all.

My opinion of today’s society brings an array of thoughts. I see so much pain and suffering around the world and I always questioned why we allow it to happen. Then I learned it was the very powers we depend on who cause it and it is us who continue to let it happen.

Our world is so upside down and backwards today and it saddens me every time I hear or see someone die for it. If we can envision a world of peace, love, union and practically perfection, why can we not live it?

There is only one answer; we must take the power back we have given in trust to the elites. We are in control of our world, not them. There is no other answer than a corrupt agenda of powers to explain why our world is the way it is. This is not a conspiracy anymore. This is fact.

A corrupt agenda going so far back that it is no wonder why we are so okay with being enslaved. Generations of an enforced agenda will do that. It’s time we take responsibilities back to ensure our futures. We can make the pain stop. We can let the children live. We can make the choice. We have the power.

I cannot predict what if anything will happen in the end of 2012. I can say I do not think the world will end, and I do not think aliens will land. I do not think the government will stop then. What I do believe is that our entire universe is changing. Our solar system is showing major changes, all the way down to us here on Earth. We are awakening slowly. What will happen to us? What will change? Will the suffering stop? Will children stop dying behind the scenes of our society?

Our world will change, if we want it to. If you can imagine it, it can exist. We are human, a phenomenon in our world, created in the image of great power. We have this power in us. Just believe and you will see. Stop and question everything you see around you. This is not some ordinary power we hold. It’s not as simple as your parents told you as kids that you can be anyone you want to be. It is much greater than that. We are human. We are phenomenal. We stand before a locked door. We hold the key in our mind to open this door, embrace the greatness of our potential and purpose, and walk the path to change it. Just believe in it and it will happen.

Thank you David Icke for everything you have done for us. We will not let you down.

Much love to all.

This submission has been entered into a contest to win 2 premium tickets + $500 for travel to see David Icke at Wembley Arena, London — October 27, 2012.  If you like this article, please share it far and wide, as the winner will be determined by the total number of pageviews acquired before the end of the contest on June 15th.  For additional details about submissions, please visit our Contest Page.

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