The tears came up
I was doing yoga in my bedroom this morning and burst into
tears. Sometimes when doing yoga or other mindfulness and healing practices,
the work supports me to relax, let go and open up. And sometimes that allows
emotions to come up that I've been blocking.
LA getting worse
LA has been getting worse in terms of electropollution. It
has been harder for me to visit other people in their homes, or to go to events
in public places, because the toxic energy is so bad that I am often sick the
next day. This problem includes going to the loft where my partner lives. Last
night, visiting my beloved J, I took my protective poncho and wore it while at
his place. That worked! I feel quite good today. But what about him? He is daily
getting poisoned from electropollution. He knows how toxic his place is. I've done an assessment there with all three of my meters. While he mostly doesn't yet
consciously feel the toxic energy, I believe that it’s only a matter of time
before he becomes sick from it.
More toxins
Even my own house, where I've done a lot of remediation, has
been getting more toxic from my neighbors. To the north, my neighbor is an
elderly Hispanic woman with a heart condition. I hadn't been getting toxins
from her house since she hadn't been using the cursed technology that generates
the toxins. But lately, my meter shows that I’m getting RF from Wi-Fi from her
place. I found out that she now has some young relatives living with her and
they must have installed Wi-Fi. I’m going to protect myself by putting up
Faraday screening on the outside of my house, but that won’t protect her. I've talked to her children about the situation but they blow me off. So her heart
condition is likely to get worse from the electropollution.
Fear and hope
I find that it’s getting harder and harder to be a sensitive person in this world. I can feel what the toxic energy is doing to me. I am doing the best I can to protect myself but I know it is invading everyone else, too. I foresee a time in the not too distant future when a great many people will be sick and dying from electropollution. It’s already happening to some degree, but it will become masses of people that will be sick and dying from toxic EMF. Most days, I can move ahead and live my life knowing that this tragic future is upon us, but sometimes it gets to me, especially when I can envision this tragedy developing for those I know and even more so, for those I deeply love. I am hoping that the educational and activist work that I and others are doing can help turn this dreaded future around. For me, at this point, that is the light at the end of the tunnel.
© Bibi Caspari 2015
