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Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Ten

Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Ten

Tilikum’s Sitters

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March 18, 2016, visit continued:

As I debated how to handle Tilikum’s, infirmed, scared, and lonely state, one of my crossed over relatives showed up, in spirit form.

Showing herself floating up and beside Tilikum’s head, my great grandmother sat Indian style in silent reverence. He noticed her and that she was of a different brightness of light than I was. I was thrilled at the prospects; She saw the need and came, and he saw her! I was relieved beyond belief.

”She is in spirit, completely across the veil,”I explained.

Grandmother reassured him “I will sit with you until the end.” And she moved a little closer to him.

Tilikum noted to her that she did not mention, she would cross him over or show him the way.

Meanwhile, many fairies had gathered, but he still could not see them. Nevertheless, I described to him how they were there: “They will go with you, and show you the way,” I told him.

“And I will stay with you until you can see them,” grandmother shaman encouraged.

He was still not soothed, but he believed, with the faith of a child.

Grandmother kept her crossed leg sitting post by the left side of his head. I stroked his right side and top of his head, all along his side and back. But I still felt his desire not to be left alone, like a frightened child, he wanted something familiar, a comforting embrace from a beloved one.

Just then, one of his past, crossed over keepers, [I’m presuming,] showed up. I was automatically transported up and to the side, as the energetic presence took my place. It was like a sudden gust of wind had come and moved me from one spot to another.

All I could know for sure was, she was female, a friend to Tilikum and had come to be with him in the end.

I pushed back to an observation point from above his right side; she was caressing his head above his eye. He whirled his right eye at her and his left at grandmother shaman still sitting in vigilantes. He was a bit confused at how he could see them both and what he should do next.

The trainer heartened him “you will be all right” as she patted his head and looked him in the eye. His anxiety lessened but his alertness didn’t ease. His eyes became steady, looking from trainer to grandmother to me.

Tilikum once again asked the only question on his mind; ”What will happen to me?” He still wanted to know where he would go when he died.

All I could sense from Tilikum, concerning the new addition to our intervention group, was — that she was gone, and now she is there with him. Tilikum’s recognition of her was a distant one. From his reaction to her, I suspected she was the first trainer victim at Sealand. The only implications she presented were of assuring us all, with passionate conviction, she would not leave his side.

I took the opportunity of their reacquainting to enquire of my spirit guides, what exactly would happen to Tilikum when he died. I was a little concerned about why he couldn’t see the Fairies or Angels Of Light, which I thought, would assist him in the crossing over into spirit process.

With my question to my Spirit Guides, they transported me to an ocean cove cliff. I am called to this place from time to time by Jesus. He usually sits on a park bench on the overlook looking out into infinity, waiting on me to come to his call. But this time I stood alone.

As I overlooked the cove pool below me, a circle of ancient shaman spiritual whales swam in a clockwise circular formation. They were there to assist Tilikum in his journey. And suddenly, I knew my part, in helping him to the next phase of eternal life.

I transported myself back to his sick pool.

Along with the two companions; Grandmother Shaman and The Trainer, there were now dozens of other, crossed over souls, and many more Angels. They gave way as I positioned myself in front of him. He felt more than saw my presence amongst the hoard of supporters.

I gently went into his thoughts and gave him the beautiful picture of the circling wise old whales who waited for him in the ocean cove. And of the waterway, into and out of the free harbor, that led to a wide open free-spirited sea.

He instantaneously went, in thought and spirit, to the Bay, tuning into the call of the waiting whale Guides, fixed by our shared vision coordinates and his exceptional sonar hearing!

I followed his spirit to the sea cove area. I stood on the ledge of my overlook and watched him present himself, resting in the center of the circle of the calling whale attendants. Their colors, dark and vibrant grays, his a see-through dull black. He lay motionless in their midst as they swam in a circle cocooning him.

I left him in the middle of his sitter’s, Grandmother Shaman, The Trainer, and Guides of Ancient-Spirit-Whales and tons of other supportive watchers; All singing his praise of sacrifice: for he had freed millions of future whales.

I questioned the hearing of millions.

I was given a vision at my request for clarity: A future in which, sperm and egg, were taken from whales and mixed in test tubes to make more whales. A possible future where humanity respected not life. And could do such a thing as breed test-tube whales without regards to longevity or quality of life. The only purpose would be profit and personal pleasure.

But because of Tilikum’s, divine life, in this time of awakening; We are all set free of a futuristic slavery to greed because we noticed his pain and suffering!

And: ‘Tilikum’ is named one of the Top Animals To Make A Difference. And he surely has. His legacy will continue; As long as we never forget his and the human sacrifices it took to get us this far in recognizing the need to respect all life!

Tilikum is now ready to go to his mansion paradise of — Wide Open Seas of Ocean Waters and Endless Views of Starry Skies.

To be continued:

Chapter Eleven: Tilikum Says — Tell Them>>>

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Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Nine

Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Nine

Tilikum Is Sick

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Journal entry for January 21, 2016: It has been three days since I left Tilikum swaying in the sands of his dreams of well-being. He does not call me to him or come to visit. I gently go to him and check in on him from time to time. When I do, he feels sick all over and is usually lethargic. I’m not sure if the cause is a result of medications his handlers are giving him, his ill health or both, or if he is simply not aware of me or doesn’t want to visit. I have no indication of the actual cause of the barrier.

On March 8, 2016, SeaWorld, Florida announced: “We are saddened to report that over the past few weeks, TIlikum’s behavior has become increasingly lethargic, and the SeaWorld veterinary and animal care teams are concerned that his health is beginning to deteriorate. Our teams are treating him with care and medications for what we believe is a bacterial infection in his lungs. However, the suspected bacteria is very resistant to treatment, and a cure for his illness has not been found.”

I wonder, how long they have known he was sick.

I am still unable to penetrate the walls of his dull mind. His mind looks cloudy to me, and he still doesn’t seem aware of my presence.

On March 17, 2016, the public receives another news update from SeaWorld, that due to the popularly expressed opinion, that whales should not be kept in theme parks, It will end all orca breeding programs this year, therefore phasing out killer whales in captivity. This generation of whales will be the last captive whales for SeaWorld, thanks to the voice of the people.

I can’t help but wonder if this timely announcement was not a way to keep the public from demanding more answers about Tilikum’s health. A way to appease us?

March 18, 2016, I go in spirit form to check on Tilikum, I find him asleep in some sort of a pool I had not seen before. He feels snug in his space. Not comfortable he shows me, not where he wished to be, while dying, but he is too sick to care much; the area is tiny for a whale, like a car parked inside of a garage. He says they are waiting for him to die. He watches them, not caring what they do. He feels alone, but that is nothing new for him. He isn’t hungry; he doesn’t care to eat. But he remembers he was hungry most of his life.

He is alert enough to recognize me and greets me with an unenthused mood. But when I began to stroke his side, he is lulled by my loving touch. He lazily says “It’s been a long time since you came to see me.

I didn’t apologize or explain that I did try. Instead, I thought a little banter might be good medicine. “You know? I’ve explained to you. I am a very busy person.” I show him myself running around taking care of other people and things. “And you haven’t invited me to come see you” I retorted. He acknowledges, remembering me telling him, that I get busy, and to call if he needed me. He doesn’t hold anything against me as he continues to relish my touch, sinking a little deeper into the water as he relaxes.

I pull away a bit as he begins to fall into a deeper sleep. He became fully awake, alert with a panic of being left alone again!

He understood that I was in the world of spirits, not of man, when I visited him, and he thought, I should know the answer to his question — “How will I know where to go when I die” he asked.

I moved closer to him my face to his face in an embrace. “You will not be alone; there will be Angels of Light to help you.

“I don’t know what that means,” he says, as he looks to nighttime stars in an ancient memory of his mind.

It weighed heavily on my heart, how to handle this delicate predicament; I didn’t want to leave him alone again. But I knew I would soon have to carry on in my day-to-day, and wouldn’t be able to be in-bodied and mindfully active in-soul at the same time. What should I do to comfort him, and not leave him alone again?

To be continued:

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Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Eight

Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Eight

What Do Whale’s Need

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Later that evening, January 18, 2016, I went to visit Tilikum. He was ready and anxious to see me. My third eye to his third eye, I showed him the second whale-bone ear. He either couldn’t or wouldn’t make contact with the Oracle. In my opinion, he wasn’t of a mind to try, but, I surmised, perhaps he had other, more pressing needs in higher command of his attentions. Instead, he kept showing me, himself, settling and stirring up sand on an ocean floor close to shore.

Without real reason, I felt in my heart, that I should send a soothing balm, of absolute Light, Creation, with healing energy, for his teeth.

He allowed me to do this, though he didn’t understand what I was doing, only that it would help his teeth; Medicine that didn’t hurt and would help.

As I sent gentle waves of cosmic healing to his being, he continued with what seemed like a ritual of sorts, of gulping ocean water and resting in the shallow sands. He was most adamant that he needed sand, like what is in the sea, when you get close to shore.

I don’t know, if the process he was showing me, is part of a nutritional requirement, that would improve his well-being and nurse health to his teeth and stomach. I think that it could be and I have to assume he would have some instinct, if allowed to follow them, to know how to help heal himself. I wonder if coral calcium from sea salt is a need and remedy for his teeth and other elements.

But all I could do was to watch and wonder and be sad, then leave him to his imaginings, of salty waters and sand, and stirring it all up, by swishing his body and tail from side to side. He was in a cloud of sand and water, as I left him to find precious strength in his illusions.

Tilikum’s actions roar to me of a desperate need to be free of human-made walls. However, I feel helpless to help him, what can I do, but share a blog, and hope and pray that others will pick up the banner and free the captive whales to sea pens. Perhaps it is too late for Tilikum, but not for the estimated sixty-one orcas around the world still kept in captivity in marine parks.

To be continued:

Chapter Nine: Tilikum Is Sick

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Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Seven

Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Seven

Tilikum Meets God

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Tilikum excitedly came to me around 3 AM, the next morning, January 18th, 2016, as I slept. He wanted his other petrified whale bone with the jawbone attached. I hadn’t thought he had paid much attention to the fact that I had a second one for him to contemplate.

I drowsily informed him I needed my sleep, so I would be rested, to visit and help him with such an adventure later in the morning. He was as a little child, his mind full of excitement and imagination.

Tilikum, thinking of other important issues, and being silly, began asking all sorts of questions, making me realize how little of ‘human people’ as he calls us, he knew. But, this fact is not from a lack of intelligence. On the contrary. His long-range senses and abilities to gather information from the ethers of space, give him the capacity to learn anything he puts his child-like curiosity effort. He is a highly emotional, fragile and sensitive being.

I didn’t want to upset him, so I was, in the back of my mind, covertly, so I thought and hoped, thinking; I should call on a higher being, my Heavenly Father, for assistance. I could still feel an underlying sickness in Tilikum, of mind and body, that I didn’t know how to handle. I was in over my head. He was turning out to be way more complicated than I had thought. Tilikum was no wild animal, with instinctual habits, as I had assumed, I would find, when I began my exploration of his conditions.

Tilikum spoke up: “Yes that sounds like a good idea. I would like to meet your God.”

“How did you know what I was thinking?” I asked, not entirely surprised anymore at what he was capable of discerning.

With a simple gesture, he answered: “It’s there in your mind.”

“I guess none of my thoughts are private to you” I admonished.

“I don’t know. Let’s go!” He called while moving up and away from me and into the sky.

I made my customary hand mudra, to enter into God space, and tentatively set out the question. “May I bring Tilikum with me into your sanctuary?”

My Heavenly Father responded, “Of course. I’ve been watching you. And waiting. I told you, you should not do anything taxing to your strength; you’re supposed to be retired and enjoying life. You have been through enough. [If you have read Star-Seeded Ascensions, Messages From The Councils, you know that I am not the easiest person/soul for my spiritual Guides to guide.]

“I know, but he needed me,” I explained.

Father, with humor in his voice, “I know how you are, ” and he gave me an understanding smile. Then he turned his attention to Tilikum. He did not call him by name, it was as though, to God, he had no name. Instead, he approached Tilikum as though he was a majestic, magnificent creature who needed no one. “Humans have management over the animals of the earth!” Father reminded me.

It is up to us to be kind and loving of the planet and all her inhabitants. As the more technologically advanced beings; we humans are not the boss here, we are only companions to the oneness of Creation on Earth.

“Can you help him anyway” I begged.

Tilikum and I were still moving into the Heavens towards Father and Father moving towards us. In answer to my plea father instructed Tilikum to “Come closer.”

Tilikum was behind me a bit and Father ahead. And then, they were both beside me, as Tilikum excitedly obeyed.

Father’s arms reached toward Tilikum; then he had him in a great big hug of pure white light, they were both falling, embraced together, into Tilikum’s pool, until they were fully immersed in the pools blue water depths. Tilikum’s eyes whorled with pleasure as they sank. Father told him, “You belong here, this is your home, for now. Be happy and content.” And there was an energy that was brought forth from God to Tilikum that was authoritative, nurturing and healing. Love encompassed the great whale!

A lasting peace emanated from Tilikum that I had not felt before. I drifted back, into sleep, leaving Tilikum to Father’s competent care. But before falling deeper still to the nighttime, I glimpsed Father taking Tilikum’s preconceived mental notions and rearranging them. For instance: ‘Whales are not meant to ‘need’ touching by humans, it is no great loss, to not be petted by them all the time.”

At that point, I had not done any serious research on Tilikum’s state of physical health in either the world of spiritual visioning or on the Internet information network. So I decided, while Tilikum had found some modicum of peace, to do some investigation work.

What I found on my Spirit Journey research: his stomach looked odd, inside his gut, I don’t know how to explain it fully. I would call it ‘ulcerated’ — but that’s not quite right. I thought perhaps they had endoscopic and bruised his insides. Or that he had long been hungry, and his diet had left his stomach, somehow, part of it inactive are dead. He feels sick to his belly all the time. It is just the way it is for him. He no longer feels hunger.

After Internet research: I suspect that what I saw clairvoyantly is a gel-like substance they feed him to keep him hydrated. But the same gel, if that is the case, is giving him ill stomach health. It’s as if there is something in his belly and there is no need for anything else. Therefore, the abundant longevity of life is impossible. I wondered how he lived still? Is the purpose of the hydration gel to also make it where expensive fish are not needed as much to feed him?

I am angry, and saddened, at his, and all the captive whale’s situation; they are too big and inclusive of a need of their ocean homes, to be in the hands of inadequate men with their insufficient pools!

I also saw on an internet video that he was becoming antisocial with other orcas and becoming more lethargic with his interactions with the audience. I will try to enliven him a little, for his sake. But how far can I push him to be positive in his absolute captivity, with no freedom to roam, or to hunt food, as majestic whales and the food chain, are ordained?

I also witnessed on a video; he has bad teeth. Procedures are done on them to prevent infection. I haven’t received any information myself, at this time, concerning his teeth.

I will visit him, and take with me, the promised petrified whale ear bone, hopefully, he will learn some lessons, from the old prehistoric owner, on converting to spirit and truth at physical death.

To be continued:

Chapter Eight: What Do Whale’s need

Foot Note: The public would later learn that Tilikum had a persistent and complicated bacterial lung infection, that is touted to be his killer. Could this bacteria have affected his stomach? We will probably never know the extent of his real hurts or what the truth and magnitude of his elements were. But he is resting in peace now.

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Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Six

Tilikum’s Ascension: Chapter Six

PTSD and Tilikum

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Continued visit from, January, 17th 2016:

Still trying to find some way to assure him that many other people and I care for him and that his life has profound meaning, I continued:

“Of course, I love you. I would come to see you if I could. I live far away from you,” and I showed him the long distance between us, me in Texas and he in Florida. “But maybe someday I can see you in person. I would like that — To see you. Not to support the way they keep you. You are an intelligent animal. Listen to the other animals around you and in the park with you. They are each comprehending and discerning in their own way. Each handles their captivity in the park in different ways.”

Tilikum perked up, “I know. I am aware of the sounds of the other animals. I have good hearing.”

And, he proudly showed me, he had big ears, and let me hear sounds of other animals, far reaching, from all over the city, as their sounds went inside of his ears clearly. He was also aware of all the other underwater life in the park, showing me sting rays, and every other sound made in the park: residence, and individual human guest and staff.

Still trying to help him understand why I couldn’t come see him and how his life is important, I continued, “People are becoming more aware of the needs of animals; That we people should treat them well, and let them be in a situation where they are happy. Because of your story, more people become aware of all the animals.”

Tilikum still feeling proud of his keen sense of hearing and sharing it with me continued with a more upbeat air about him. “Will you visit like this then?”

Me, not wanting to upset the happy feelings, softly replied with as much love as I could convey, “Yes, I will, sometimes.”

But wise Tilikum took my full meaning of ‘sometimes’ and asked: “Not all the time?”

“I can’t be with you always. I have family and obligations. I will see you often.” I showed him my family and that I was a mama and wife and worked.

Tilikum, smartly framing his thoughts then asked, “Can I be a part of your pod then? I don’t have a pod. I don’t know where my momma is.” And he showed me a picture of his pod from long ago with him on the outside of the pod looking at it but not able to be a part.

I wanted to run to him and hug him and tell him, yes! But I kept thinking about how he could intrude on my every thought anytime he wanted and realized that would not be a good thing for either of us. I had to establish and keep some boundaries.

So, with a gentle reasoning, I told him, “All of the members of my pod are each responsible for themselves just as you are to yourself. I visit with each one of them when I can. And I give them advice sometimes when they ask for it. We have fun together too, at times. I can do that with you, just as I am now. So in a sense, yes, you can be a part of my pod. But I cannot control your life or make you do anything, Just as I cannot for the other members of my Pod. Sometimes bad things happen to one or more of them just as something bad happened to you when you were taken from your original family, just as I’ve had bad things happen to me, as most of us do.” I wanted him to understand the concepts of respect for others and responsibility for one’s own life, even with all of its faults heaped on us from others at times.

“But you will love me” he childlessly asked, and He showed me myself hugging him, as I did the first time I went to him. I suspected he had known, throughout our conversation, I had wanted to run to him and hug him.

With choked on tears, I asured him,“Always, I will love you — we are family.”

“I may not always be nice to you. I have PTSD, ” and he showed me the letters PTSD as I had first seen them from the Akashic/spiritual records of Tilikum.

“How do you know about that?!” I was surprised he was aware of the term, from my earlier, private, I thought, thoughts. He also seemed to have an awareness of it — its meaning, and how it related to him.

“I like that!” he proudly stated.

He showed me how he opened his mind to the information floating around in the air as it came to me on that other day and pulled what he wanted to know into his mind. It was then that I realized, in living color, that I had no idea of his mental capabilities.

I have to admit I became a little alarmed at how quickly he learned and wondered what other surprises were in store for us both. He also was aware of my alarm, as he was my every thought and feeling. But it didn’t phase him. His only acknowledgment to me was that I was like the others, responding in fear of him. But along with all his quick learning was also the reality that, It just was the fact of his existence, people fear him, and he has PTSD and can lose his temper quickly, easily and without cause. And he will always be an outsider to humans.

I stretched myself out on his massive head, putting my forehead to his. I loved on him, and he fully received. I eventually floated away, leaving him caressed in appreciation for who he his, knowing he would come to me whenever he wanted; And that he would be as well as he could be.

To be continued:

Chapter Seven: Tilikum Meets God>>>

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