#nampa

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17th Avenue S, Nampa, Idaho.

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Life lately

Grieving at messengers pizza ~ nampa ID

Butterflies eating citrus ~ PacSci ~ Seattle WA

Free libraries ~ Greenlake, Seattle WA

Concerts but like not really ~ paramount theater ~ Seattle WA

Bazeball ~ Mariners ~ TMobile park ~ Seattle Wa

Tarot readings ~ Inner Visions ~ Seattle Wa

Great nails ~ Manis.by.mish ~ West Seattle

Laundry days ~ Ballard ~ Seattle WA

Tulips ~ Skagit Valley WA

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I'm just putting this here 😍😍😍😍😍 The funniest surprise of Popular MonsTOUR 2024 🤩❤️ Can't wait to experience it live and I'm sure I'll never forget it ❤️ HUGE! (Nampa/ID, on 8/18/2024)

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Gifting Boise - The West is Won

Sept. 1, 2024

First OR clouds out of the smoky haze on Sept. 1

As I depart Boise on the Salt Lake Express, I think about how quickly I was whisked up here and now I'm being sent back home. I miss my gifting partner, Shelly, and was tearful as I boarded the bus.

Finally after five days, we see some faint beginnings of OR clouds, rising out of the haze of wildfire smoke in Idaho as I head to Pocatello. We gifted from Twin Falls, where Shelly picked me up, to Boise on Wednesday, August 28. We spent the following two days gridding Boise, Meridian, and Nampa, passing through Caldwell, Middleton, and Star at the very end.

All in all, we distributed about 130 TBs in the area, leaving no tower unbusted. We were like a well-oiled machine as we zipped all over the city with our Saskatchewan license plates, just a couple of tourists constantly reading the map. Shelly drove masterfully and I was her GPS, getting us around construction and street closures, and figuring out what to do when we got to streets that weren't on our map in new developments.

I was afraid to leave LA on Tuesday, August 27. I am attached to Gabe and our horse, Sawyer. You could say I was "buddy sour," not wanting to leave my herd, but knowing I would be trailered up to Idaho to be put to work with a new herdmate I would quickly come to love.

I took the Greyhound out of LA Union Station. What a motley crew! A DORized woman with a shirt that said "Blessed," frazzled from her journey, lashed out at an old lady who looked borderline homeless, for what reason, I don't know. The old lady warned me to be careful and not get into it with people. I said I wouldn't and she said I didn't look like the type. I loaded my suitcase next to the drum collection of a hippie headed to Denver. As I boarded and walked past the blessed lady, I gave a small smile and she softened up.

My bus left at 5:30pm. As the sun began to set over San Bernardino County, there was brown smog-like DOR on the horizon. We arrived on time in Las Vegas, where I was to make my transfer in one hour. The Salt Lake Express pulled in at 11:55pm, 15 minutes before our departure time. I felt happy to see it, not yet knowing that the Salt Lake Express has a policy of being late and this early arrival would not stand! This is when the mind controlled psychological attacks began, and fear and panic set in.

The driver said, "I'm late. This is just a drop off. I have to go to the airport to drop a couple of people off." The homeless looking lady in LA had mentioned getting screwed and having to spend 24 hours at the station after she missed her transfer. I started to panic. The driver was gone, having paid us no mind, and it was already our departure time.

Many of the passengers were women traveling alone. I started to talk to the blessed lady, who was at the end of her rope by this point. She didn't know any better than me what to do. She told me she had been on the bus since Albuquerque and was headed home to Salt Lake City. She had recently lost her mother, hadn't seen her family in years, and was feeling sick from the trip. She was completely exhausted by the hardships of bus travel in the US, which does not allow for sleep or proper meals. She was also DORized from her cell phone, which she was fully merged with, and the DOR from everyone else's cell phone.

I gave her a TB (I had also hidden one at the station). I explained it as simply as possible and gave her my card. I also told her she would feel better if she turned off her phone. She looked at the phone, then back at me, and did nothing. I said, "OK, well the orgonite will help you anyway."

The bus driver finally returned ten minutes after we should have left, and languidly loaded the suitcases. He would not hurry and said we would be fine. It was nerve wracking because he would not make it clear if we would get our transfer. Then when we finally boarded, he said he had to go back to the airport for another passenger! I was pretty freaked out and just had to put it in God's hands. We picked up a heavy set woman, bathed in perfume, at the airport, and the driver proceeded to slowly arrange his sodas and plug in his gadgets when we were already a half hour late. I thought I'd have a nervous breakdown!

He got a phone call from HQ and asked if we'd like to see the new office. It was maddening. I said, "no, can we go to St. George?!" He was doing everything he could to bring anxiety to his passengers. When we finally left and were on I-15, he abruptly pulled over and stopped the bus behind a semi parked on the side of the freeway! It scared the perfumed woman and other passengers. He said he needed to hook up his GPS and that he had to have it (for a trip that has one road). I observed the plethora of DORizing devices he was hooked up to. I knew God wanted me to get to Idaho and left it in His hands.

I threw my EMF blocking blanket over my head and tried to get some rest, blocking the disgusting smell of perfume in the process. By a miracle, we made it to St. George for our transfer, which was at the "new office" of the bus line. They had changed the planned stop that night, screwing over the people who had arranged to be picked up there. Perhaps the enemy was trying to confuse the drivers to keep me out of Idaho.

The driver from St. George to Salt Lake City let me sit up front with the window cracked to get some fresh air from now two perfumed women. He said he couldn't smell it. This is because EMF makes people hard of smelling, and he was exposed to a huge amount of cell phone radiation every day for work, with no reprieve at home either. I could barely taste my dinner earlier in the night.

Lenticular clouds forming over Utah, early morning Aug. 28, 2024

I didn't get any sleep that night. As the sun rose over Utah, I saw dirty looking, stringy DOR clouds transmuting. They started to become lenticular clouds, but then lost definition again. We arrived late of course in Salt Lake City and I had to immediately board the next bus, missing out on that hour layover that was supposed to be for ablutions and breakfast. At least we made it and I was on to Idaho.

I had a headache for the rest of the trip and was very hungry and tired from no sleep and no coffee. I made it to Twin Falls, and Shelly picked me up and helped me to her car as well as helping me get my coffee. I was pretty dazed as she filled up the tank and we unloaded one of the pre-shipped boxes of TBs I sent to her up in Idaho into a bucket. My energy returned seeing all those TBs and being in their energy field. the coffee helped too. We busted the hell out of I-84 from Twin Falls to Boise, hitting every cell tower. We arrived in Boise for the night.

Clear skies over a herd of mustangs in Idaho, on the way to Boise

The next day, August 29, we took advantage of the perfect grid of Boise and Meridian and did the simpler navigation to cover as much ground as possible. We covered almost all of Meridian in the first day and a good part of Boise. The traffic lights changed quickly so we could work efficiently. Nothing was happening in the sky other than wildfire smoke, which was very thick and noxious. It lifted at the end of the day, perhaps from the infusion of new OR. This was our most productive gifting day with the most towers busted.

On Friday, August 30, we completed Meridian and Boise, including downtown. We then went to the depressed city of Nampa, gifting on I-84 on the way. Nampa was difficult and frustrating to navigate but we ended up busting a six layered cell tower (with two TBs), so it was well worth the effort. Shelly felt this was an extremely important tower to bust.

Sunset through smoke at the close of the Boise gifting expedition

Today, Sunday, September 1, we're finally seeing OR clouds. In Salt Lake City, there are beautiful OR clouds over the mountains. Even though the Salt Lake Express is doing everything it can to keep me from getting home safely, the job is done and can't be undone.

Shelly put on the weather channel regularly back at base, and she saw that there was now rain in the forecast for Saskatchewan. She had gifted in Montana and Idaho on the way down. The temperatures in Boise were below what was forecast throughout the expedition and chances of rain showed up in the forecast for Idaho too in the coming days.

OR cloud in Idaho, Sept. 1, 2024 (please excuse bus window photos)

OR clouds in Utah

Shelly was an awesome gifting teammate and I was happy to pass on some new things to her to make her an even stronger gifter. She and I noted that the women were going out to battle while the men stayed behind and took care of the home and animals. This energetic war is a different kind of war, a subtle war. As woman warriors and life givers, Shelly described it as "the war of life." And it truly is. Life can never die so it can only win. We have taken back the last DOR stronghold in the west.

OR sunset in Utah on Sept. 1, 2024

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photo dump from tonight's ritual in Nampa, ID

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Recent Acquisition - Postcard Collection

Park View Motor Court, Highway 30, Nampa, Idaho.

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Sunset