Member: Bring4th_CarlaLisbeth Location: Anchorage, KY Gender: Female Interests: Serving the Creator and my other-selves, singing, reading for fun (romances, sci-fi and mysteries) collecting recipes, eating out (I love to do that!), hanging with St. Luke's Episcopal Church community of worship and singing in the choir, making the Law of One information more easily available, writing on a the second book of a three-book series on the principles of the Law of One, reading other channeling and spiritually oriented books, learning about bio-dynamic gardening and living, patting our kitties and keeping up with friends.
In June of 2005 I kept a daily journal on a speaking trip to Britain and decided to keep the daily entries going on my return. If you would like to keep up with L/L Research and our activities, this is the place to do that. Nowadays it is Jim who writes the daily entry, and Gary writes the blogworthy report (the bulleted list) detailing his and Austin's work at the helm of the L/L ship. We wish you blessings, light and love! Carla L. Rueckert-McCarty and Jim McCarty. To view the Camelot Journal archive, please visit http://www.llresearch.org/journals/journals_camelot_toc.aspx.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 18, 2015 7:42am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for this day of Carla's funeral. Everyone that we were expecting to stay with us in the house arrived from afar in good shape. We talked and laughed and reminisced about Carla. Her galaround friends came early and we lit candles for each of us and for Carla in the cross area of our gardens, and then it was time to go to St. Luke's Episcopal Church for the service.
I could not have hoped for a better service as a sendoff for Carla. The service that she picked out was grand and glorious and praised God with every note and word. I am sure that she was there singing along. The choir even made up a special book of pictures that were taken when Carla was active and singing with them, and they gave it to me just before the service began. There were so many beautiful flowers from friends far and near.
After the service we met in the parish hall for finger food, drink, and dessert and lots of camaraderie that lasted over an hour. Then we returned to the house where some of her long-time friends joined her brothers and me for a chance to reminisce about Carla. Lots of good Carla stories were told, and then her brother, Tommy, showed us a slide show of pictures of Carla taken at various times during her life, and lots of great old memories poured back into our minds and hearts. We lifted each other up with our love for Carla and there was healing and hope and faith. We began drifting off to bed around midnight and all felt well satisfied that love had been given and received all around.
I was able to give Carla's eulogy with a strong and clear voice and felt that Carla was steadying my state of mind. This is the full text of the eulogy:
Carla Lisbeth Rueckert-McCarty was born on July 16, 1943 in Lake Forest, IL. Carla was a child prodigy. At the age of 3 she could read the newspaper, speak French, and read music. She would have started singing in the church choir then, but she wasn't strong enough to hold the Hymnal all the way through the processional, until the next year when she was four years old. She was also the friendliest little girl her mother had ever seen. When they would take the bus to go downtown and shop, little Carla would wander up and down the aisle speaking to everyone who was on the bus. She did not know a stranger. Her mother was mortified.
When she was born her left eye was pointed at her brow, and it was about a year later when surgery was able to correct the defect, and then she started wearing glasses. A fascinating experience occurred because she had to wear glasses at such an early age. One day, when she was 2 years old, and when it was time for her to take her afternoon nap, her mother put her in her crib next to the window and closed the Venetian blinds. Before she went to sleep, Carla took her glasses off and put them between the blinds which were drawn for her nap. Then she laid down and saw that there was light coming through the slit in the Venetian blinds. When it went through her glasses it made a beam of light that she was able to use to slide out of her body and go to what seemed like a magic forest. The animals would communicate with her, colors were more vivid, and when she went to the center of the forest, there she would see Jesus. He didn't look like the paintings you usually see. His hair was long, matted, and dusty from the road. His robe was dusty too, and he never spoke a word. But when he held her hand and looked into her eyes, she immediately knew what unconditional love was. This experience occurred many times over the next few years. When she was five years old she told her mom and dad about the experience, and they told her that it was not real. It was in her mind. That she had made it up. So the experience never happened again. But her devotion to Jesus as her Lord and Savior began then and never wavered throughout her life. And from that point on, love would become her way of looking at the world. Those two parts of this experience never changed for her.
Because of Carla's intelligence her mom and dad gave her more responsibilities at an early age than most kids would ever have. She babysat her younger brother, Jimmy, when she was only 7 years old. When she was 10 she cooked for the family even though she had to stand on a chair to reach the stove top. Her mom and dad felt that with her high intelligence, she should be pushed to excel more by constructive criticism than by being given praise. So by the age of 13 she believed that she was a failure, and she prayed to die because she felt that she could not be of service. Since her meeting with Jesus, service to others was the way that she believed that she could express the love that she had felt from Him. And if she couldn't serve as Jesus had inspired her to do, then she wanted to die. Six months later her kidneys failed, and she had a NDE. She again went to a place where the animals communicated with her. She could see music in the air. A rose twined around her arm, and just over the hill she could see the top of a temple. She knew that her spiritual family and friends were in the temple and waiting for her. But as she proceeded up the hill a clear and heavenly voice told her that it was not her time. It said that she had chosen a great deal to learn in her life, and perhaps she should make another plan that would use another childhood and split the load between two lifetimes. Carla couldn't stand the thought of having to go through another childhood, so she said that she would go back and complete this life. And immediately she was back in her body, which was racked with pain, and there was a circle of doctors' and nurses' faces gathered over her. She chose a hard road in coming back because it offered more chance to serve others, and so she did.
When she graduated from the MacDuffie High School for Girls in Springfield, MA her test scores were so high that she was offered scholarships from all the Ivy League schools and the Seven Sisters Schools as well. But when she went to Wellesley to see the school she couldn't believe how nasty and preppy the parties were that were used to recruit prized students. So she returned home to attend the University of Louisville, much to the chagrin of her mom and dad.
Again, because of her high test scores, she was admitted to the University as a junior, under a program that was used only for a couple of years. Her great love in college was philosophy. She was a natural-born philosopher, so one of the first courses she took was a graduate level course in Ethics. After about two weeks of class lectures on various philosophers, the professor gave the first assignment. He said that they had talked about a number of philosophies in the first two weeks, but now he wanted them to write original philosophy on the topic of their choice. He didn't want to hear any other philosopher quoted back to him. He wanted their original work.
So Carla went home, got out her 8 ½ X 11 inch, yellow legal pad, and her pencil, and wrote on the topic of free will. She filled the front of the sheet, turned it over and wrote half way down the back side. When she went back to the next class to hand the paper in, she was somewhat shaken when she saw that her classmates, graduate students all, were handing in 20, 30, and 40 page Type-Written papers. She thought maybe she had made an error. When the students came back to class the next week the professor walked around the room and handed each student his or her paper, and gave out the grade at the same time. D, F, C, D, etc. until all the papers were handed back, except Carla didn't get her paper back. Then he said "I gave one A on this assignment, and I'm going to read you the paper". Then he proceeded to read her page and a half paper on the topic of free will. Then he said, "Now that is original philosophy. That is what I was looking for."
Just before she got her degree from the University of Louisville she began dating a fellow who said that she was such a sweet little girl, that he wanted to take care of her, because she really didn't know what the world was like. He told her that it was a rough and mean place, and that she needed protection in order to be safe. That idea upset Carla greatly. She was sure that if you treated people with love they would treat you with love. So, to test that belief, she dropped out of the University and got a job at a sleazy nightclub in downtown Louisville called The Shack. It was a popular hangout for gamblers, numbers runners, pimps, and prostitutes. Her dad was an engineer by day and a jazz drummer by night, and he convinced the owner to give Carla a job, even though she wouldn't be a pro like the other girls she would be working with. When guys would ask her for a date she would politely tell them that she wasn't a pro, but she could get one of the other girls to go out with them. Or she might just listen to their problems, and give them reassurance and advice. The Shack had live music, and when the band would take a break Carla would get up on the stage and sing folk songs a Capella. She became much beloved, and that was demonstrated one day in a potentially dangerous way. A stranger came into the bar and asked her for a date. She told him that she wasn't a pro, but that she could get him a date with one of the other girls. But he wouldn't let her go, and he began giving her a hard time. And then the whole place went silent. You could have heard a pin drop. And then what she did hear, was a beer bottle breaking across the room, and then another, and another. Her friends were about to defend her, but the intruder wisely decided to call it a day and quickly left. For Carla that was validation of her belief that if you gave love you got love back, even if it came in the form of a broken beer bottle.
Her first husband, who was known as Dee, was the student of a professor who would become central in Carla's life. Don Elkins was a professor of physics at the University of Louisville, and Dee was taking intro to physics from him. In his off time Don was in the process of starting a meditation group and invited Dee and 11 of his classmates, to be part of it. Dee asked if he could bring his girlfriend along. Don said, "Sure". After four years, seven mistresses, and after leaving Carla four times, Dee eventually asked Carla for a divorce, which she happily granted. So when she went back to the meditation group she began to spend time with Don, and they eventually moved in together. When Don told her that he knew that they were going be together after meeting her for the first time she asked him why he didn't tell her that before she married Dee, and Don said, "I knew that you would get a lot of good catalyst and grow from it." To which Carla replied, "Thanks a lot!"
From that point on she began to work for Don as he was a physics professor by day only. On his own time he was very interested in UFOs and the general field of the paranormal, and he needed someone like Carla that could read the existing literature in the field, take notes, and then compare them to the material that he had collected since the mid-50s. Don was also a pilot, and would fly to different parts of the country to investigate close encounters and reports of abduction. Carla would fly along and take notes. They eventually wrote a book called SECRETS OF THE UFO which was published in 1977 and is still considered one of the best in the field.
I met Don and Carla in the fall of 1979, when I was living in the woods of central Kentucky, and was part of a food buying co-op that met monthly to place orders. I had recently heard Don and Carla interviewed on WKQQ radio in Lexington, KY. The topic was UFOs, and I was very interested in meeting these two folks. Later, I discovered, at one of our food co-op meetings, that there was a group of folks living on the other side of the county who knew Don and Carla. They invited me to attend one of Don and Carla's Sunday meditations that they held in their apartment on Douglas Blvd., here in Louisville. Don and Carla warmly welcomed me to their meditation, and afterward we talked some, and I asked if it would be OK for me to attend the meditations regularly. So for the next year I drove from Marion County to Louisville on Sundays to meditate with Don and Carla.
Eventually I helped them move from their apartment on Douglass Blvd. to a house on Watterson Trail, in Jeffersontown, where we would soon live together and join our efforts in pursuing their work in meditation, philosophy, metaphysics, and channeling.
Carla had a gift that is sometimes called mediumship or channeling. She could contact intelligent sources of love and inspiration that some people call aliens and others angels. Carla's real gift though was the discernment of spirits. Whenever we meditated and an unseen spirit wished to speak through her she would always challenge that spirit in the name of Jesus Christ, her Lord and Savior. If the unseen spirit could not say that "Jesus is Lord" Carla would not allow the entity to speak through her.
Throughout her life as a Christian mystic, who had this ability to discern spirits, she always asked her priest to look at her work and let her know if he thought it was acceptable. The first priest she asked this question of was Bishop Marmion. He realized that she was serving people who did not go to a church, and so he said to her "Your work is based on giving and receiving love whether it's done in a church or not. You are Christ to these people. You are their contact with His love. Treat them as sheep of His flock".
Over the next four years we were involved in what came to be called the Law of One, or the Ra contact. We completed 106 sessions of this channeled contact, which is the work for which Carla is best known around the world. After Don Elkins died in 1984 Carla and I continued the work of L/L Research with weekly Sunday meditations, further channeling, speaking engagements around the country, and Carla also offered herself as a counselor to those who had questions about their life's path and how they might be aided by the information that we had been privileged to make available.
All totaled Carla either authored or channeled over a dozen books during her life, counseled hundreds of seekers of truth, spoke to thousands of people at spiritual gatherings, and in everything that she did, she happily and naturally shared her love of life, and her love of people. In 1987, she and I were married in Calvary Episcopal Church. We were married for 28 years, and together for 34.
Her last five years were spent mostly in a hospital bed at home, attempting to recover from back surgery. Though she experienced a great deal of pain and limitation, she never complained even one time about her situation. She faced all of her life with love and a happy heart that she freely shared with all who came her way. She saw all people as souls, no matter the outer behavior, full of love in their true selves, and she loved them without reservation, without limit, and with all her being, for love was the greatest quality that she could channel through her wide open heart.
The greatest love of her life was Jesus Christ and her spiritual family that lives all over the world and especially here at St. Luke's. For over a decade she has been a part of the parish of this wonderful church. For the last five years of her life she was unable to attend in person, but she always felt that she was here in spirit sharing her love for each person within the walls of this family church. She was so grateful to Caroline Edelman for bringing her weekly communion that fed her soul. She chose every part of this memorial service as a means by which to glorify God, in the passing of her earthly life, and as a reaffirmation of her belief in Jesus Christ as the Son of God and her personal savior.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 17, 2015 7:17am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. Every few months Carla would have three of her girlfriends over for a galaround where they ordered out lunch, talked and laughed for the afternoon and just enjoyed each other's company. Today Fox, one of those girlfriends, emailed me some pictures that they took at a couple of these galarounds, and one of them was such a good picture of Carla that I just sat and looked at it for a long time.
The basement bedrooms are now clean, put back together, and are ready for people. The electrician came this morning and solved our power outage in one of them so everything is coming together at the right time. I even took back the two large carpet fans and the three large de-humidifiers to the rental shop. Trish made finger food for the reception after Carla's funeral tomorrow, so we are ready to honor Carla and wish her God's speed to her next glorious experience.
Gary and Austin kept the production wheels turning in the L/L office today:
Did an extended round of weekly bookkeeping, entering a new system for the donation buttons, and redoing the inventory of books due to the basement flooding.
Had a few rounds of moderator work/
Worked on some details for Carla's service tomorrow. Can't believe it's been only two weeks. It feels as if a long period has transpired.
Relayed communication to Jim from those who also feel Carla's absence.
Set up the intricate system for Kangen cleaning to run all day long.
Wrote to an individual who created a beadwork embroidered version of the tarot and sent us a set of pictures which could serve as a tarot deck, to offer them a chance to create some to put in our "Friends of L/L Research" section on our online store.
Shared email correspondence with a brave wanderer.
Worked on editing a missing transcript found by Terry after OCRing.
Got, we Austin set up for remote working now that he's in a new space/time coordinate
Continued the digitization of the channeling archive.
The bulletin for Carla's funeral service was emailed to me for a final approval and it will indeed be a glorious service for her final sendoff. She planned every note and word. Her brother, Tommy, and his wife, Cheryl, arrived from Washington, D.C. this evening and we talked for a while before retiring for the evening. I called Shirley, my cousin, this evening just to check in and say "Hello". I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 16, 2015 7:33am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. Today would have been the fourth anniversary of the lumbar surgery from which Carla never recovered. A year previous to this surgery she had thoracic surgery that was successful in restoring the use of her arms so she could type on the computer. It took about 8 months for her to recover, so we were ready to try to help out her walking problems with the lumbar surgery.
We saw Carla's lawyer this morning and got the lowdown on when we need to appear in probate court to have her will entered for probate. Carla had planned all the necessary details for her will years ago and now we are carrying out her wishes.
In the basement we are at the finishing point now: putting the bed linens on the beds and laying the area rugs down that I bought at Walmart. Everything looks and feels so clean and harmonious now. It took a solid week's worth of work by our Angel and me to get to this point, but it has been well worth it. It feels good now to just stand in any part of the basement and enjoy it.
Gary and Austin worked hard in the office for L/L until it was time to move Austin to his new apartment:
Replied to various sorts of good seeker email, including messages sent from the lands of Egypt and India.
Created a page for the 2012 Homecoming material, uploaded all said material and made the necessary tweaks to the archive site to announce the belated release.
Processed and shipped a book order
Picked up a U-Haul trailer and worked with Austin to get his stuff packed up and moved to his new crib! We and our better halves are now closer on the other side of town.
Did some mod work with Plenum and Co.
Wrote a seeker about an incredibly unique and creative custom tarot deck they created and mailed to us.
Worked with Terry H. on his questions on the AWH translation.
Sent out a batch of backlogged donation letters.
Relayed some messages from seekers to Jim, and speaking of
Have experienced the watery eyes distortion at the heartfelt expressions from those who have been impacted in some way by Carla's life and work. It's been incredible to see the outpouring of love, and to know that this soul who was your friend was also a friend to so many others. We received a tribute written for Carla by a volunteer for L/L, Edgard D., who wrote in his "Goodbye, Carla Rueckert" blog post:
"We that keep existing in, and experiencing the third density have the duty/honor of moving on with the work that she helped to perpetuate, a work that transcends creed, race, geography, time and space - a work that has only one demand: that we seek Truth inside ourselves, and that asks that we materialize this Truth the best way we can, building our own personal myth along the path, aiding in our own awakening and, by example, aiding those around us in their own awakening."
This evening Chloe, our black cat that always used to lie next to Carla in her hospital bed, got up on Carla's hospital bed for the first time since Carla passed away. I have been giving all the cats extra loving these last two weeks but I give some extra to Chloe because she was Carla's special companion all during her confinement to the hospital bed. We are all helping each other heal. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 15, 2015 7:03am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. St. Luke's Church sent around an email this morning asking people who will be attending Carla's funeral this Friday evening to bring a finger food type of dish for the reception following the funeral that will also be held in the church. That, along with some food that Trish and our angel will make should be enough for the folks who will be there.
I took a strong solution of Mr. Clean and water and mopped the basement floor to remove the harsher smell of bleach now that it has done its job. We replaced some damaged shelving here and there and replaced some shelf contents in other areas where drying is complete.
I bought flowers for the funeral that will be from my aunt Margaret and an arrangement that will be from me. Later I got an email from Wynn F. saying that his group had $700 to spend on flowers and could I speak to the shop he called about the kinds of flowers to be included. As fate would have it he called from Sedona, AZ. to the same shop that I always go to. Amazing! I arranged for two large sprays to be placed on either side of the altar.
I was able to complete the weeding in the flower beds around the house and began some judicious trimming along walkways and around trees but I won't cut the grass because it still has wildflowers in it that Carla and I always let go to seed before cutting. The bleeding hearts, lilacs, lariope, creeping phlox, and peonies are all up now. The gang's all here and ready to bloom. Along with the dogwood and red bud trees being in bloom this ensemble will make the yard look its best when Friday rolls around.
Austin and Gary continued to do yeomen's work in the L/L office today:
Set up the new online store to notify us when a review is received.
Worked on proofreading, editing, and formatting Jim's interview with Joel Terry.
Restocked the books in the office and placed an order for more Law of One books.
Corresponded with an author who is soon releasing part 2 of a series of Sci-Fi books heavily influenced by the Law of One.
Began relistening to the final transcript of the interview project. (And then the editing can begin, as prematurely reported the other day.)
Wrote to Linda and Morris regarding Linda's offer to volunteer transcribe but in need of some technical assistance with the transcription software from the hubby.
Took a new inventory of all the books to assess the damage done by the flood. Sorted through them to see what we can still sell at full price, what we can sell at a discount, and what can be sent to prisoners, and put them back in the dry, fresh, clean basement. We realized that many of the books are cosmetically impaired but not functionally damaged, so we can still offer them through the online store, but with a significant discount to at least recoup the printing costs.
Processed and shipped a couple of prisoner orders, but this was our first day without online store orders since David wrote an article highlighting Carla's passing and the Law of One material a week and a half ago. In the past ten days we've had 25 book orders. That is probably a record for L/L Research. (Presumably more people purchased copies of the Law of One through Amazon. Those sales are managed by the American publisher, however. They pay L/L Research royalties amounting to pocket lint.)
Wrote Rhea B. about continuing the translation of the Law of One into Romanian after Alex, who completed Book I, went MIA some time ago. Many thanks to Rhea who will give it a go!
Reviewed Alejandro's updated version of his PDF book using compilations of spiritual gems, most of which have been excerpted from the L/L Research library. He gave proper copyright credit and with that we gave two thumbs up.
Emailed Simon the needed material and protocol instructions for translating AWH into Polish. Can you believe that in addition to knowing English he is in the process of learning Chinese? Thank you, Simon!
Sent to George the material needed to translate the Law of One into Greek. No need for the Confederation to telepathically impress their message to members of that culture this time around. Many thanks to George!
On a sidenote: translators are a very special breed. They all seem to have in common a strong desire to serve through this means, and a sense that this is important work which they feel called/guided to. Each expresses the honor of being able to work with this material and to open the door for members of their native language. Translators are some of the best people.
And Austin closes today's Blogworthy Report with a tribute he wrote for Carla: On April 1st, 2015, a dear friend, mentor and leader passed from this life into the next.
I've only known Carla L. Rueckert personally for around 2 years. I've lived under her roof and worked under her employ for less time than that, but her influence on my life has been greater than anyone else alive or dead (excepting my own parents). I credit her work and sacrifice (alongside Jim McCarty, with whom I still share friendship and work, and Don Elkins, who passed in the 1980's) for making me who I am today.
Carla's work, friendship, leadership, and shining light has offered me something that I can't hope to fully convey with words, but if I try my best, I would describe it is true peace and freedom. Not only did Carla's work give me a context for my own being and my own understanding of the universe, through her I have learned more about compassion, understanding, acceptance, and the heart of being than I ever could have hoped for. The peace she has allowed me to taste is not a peace which is free of seemingly unpleasant emotions, but a type of peace that honors, respects, observes, and distills these shadowy aspects of myself into the darker colors upon the canvas of the beautiful painting of life. The freedom she has helped me understand is not one in which I may run rampant in the universe doing as I please without consideration or consequence, but one in which I am not scared to be with myself, to love myself and others, to transcend the discomfort of social restraints and conditioning. She has given a greater gift than I could ever ask of anyone.
I could continue my attempt to define what Carla meant to me with words, but it seems so futile that I think it would be best to share my favorite story from Carla's life that she has told me, one that might better explain the lessons I've learned from Carla.
When she was attending college, one of her English professors had recruited her to be part of a special class - a class where he intended to gather the best and the brightest of his students in an attempt to guide and facilitate their potential. There was one assignment where the professor assigned a bit of reading - some dark, brooding, post-modern take on life, as she described it - and asked the students to write a comparison to any book of their choice. Carla, lacking for inspiration on how to proceed, ran her hand along a library shelf and allowed it to land on a random book. It turned out that it was a book about gemstones, or something similar; not something that one would readily compare to a dismal existential piece, but she accepted the challenge given to her by fate.
After handing in the paper, her professor returned it with a red mark at the top reading: "A+++, America needs your voice!"
Despite the high marks and compliment, she found this discouraging. She had done her best to write a great paper, but the actual text was ultimately meaningless to her. And yet, highly acclaimed by her professor. She said that this was a great catalyst in her seeking for something deeper, beyond what can be written upon paper. It was this event, she said, that encouraged her to start seeking the silence between the words.
Know that Carla wasn't one to look down upon language, literature, or intelligence. She was the most well-read person I know, with a vocabulary to rival Merriam-Webster. She understood the value and beauty of words and expression. She wielded one of the sharpest intellects I have had the honor of interacting with.
But through seeking the silence, she also understood the ultimate and eternal grace of silence from which words arise. She understood that we, as beings within this universe, are to the Creator as words are to the silence. She helped me understand that the noise of our reality - our grief, our sorrow, our happiness and joy - are all beautiful and not to be discounted, but these things are simply part of our dance within eternity, an eternity which transcends the transient and fills each of our movements upon this dance floor.
Through Carla's work, her teachings, and her life, I have come closer to understanding that it is within this eternal moment where we find our true power, our true love, our true selves. It is here that we may find the Creator.
I love you Carla. Thank you for everything.
Austin's tribute to Carla is so touching and full of love. I am sure that it put a smile on her heart. I called my cousin, Shirley, again this evening and she is out of the hospital. She has lots of kids and grandkids to take care of her at home now as they try to make her as comfortable as possible. I know exactly what they are going through. Tonight I cried for Shirley, for Carla, and for myself. I no longer fear or avoid tears. Eventually they will heal the one who cries. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 14, 2015 7:23am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. The email condolences have tapered off and the local cards from friends who saw Carla's obituary have begun to flow in greater numbers. The well wishes for us and light for Carla have buoyed our spirits greatly and we cannot thank friends and seekers enough for their kindness and thoughtfulness.
The basement is getting cleaner and drier each day. Today we put the rest of the furniture in the three basement guest rooms and bought area rugs for each. We cleaned a couple more trouble spot with bleach and water. The linens in all the house have been washed as well as the curtains for the basement have been washed and ironed.
Thunder Over Louisville is an afternoon air show and evening fireworks display that will be held the day after Carla's Requiem Mass that heralds the beginning of the Kentucky Derby celebration. The Derby is only 19 days away now and the favorite in the Derby, American Pharaoh, arrived at Churchill Downs yesterday.
I weeded in the back yard this afternoon and noticed that the hosta, coral bells, and astilbe are all up and thriving. With all the rain and warm weather that we have had spring is zooming ahead with greenery and blooms. However, I haven't seen much forsythia bloom anywhere this year, especially in our yard where they usually blind you with their yellowness. It's just not their year, I guess.
Gary and Austin carried on in fine fashion in the L/L office today:
Retrieved L/L's mail from its PO Box.
Did some analysis of financials.
Joined Plenum for moderator work.
Continued the digitization of the channeling archive.
Processed some book orders and battled the tax rush crowds at the post office to ship them.
Coordinated with those attending the service and continued to relay beautiful heart-opening communication to/from Jim of messages honoring Carla.
Finished transcribing the last remaining audio of the interview project. Can now focus on editing, adding footnotes, formatting, and, in short, making a book of it.
Talked with Trish about the book cataloguing project. There was so much on Carla's life-sized To Do List that she either completed herself or got to see completed through the rest of the team before she transitioned. Among the remaining few things left undone was the library project, a task that was probably written onto that list from the moment Carla and Don had enough books to make a library. Fortunately Trish was making great headway on the project beginning a few months ago, entering each book into a library database and producing labels for the spines of books just as you'd see in a public library, Dewey decimal numbers included. Eventually Carla will have an in-house library that is fully searchable and catalogued.
Reviewed the completed work on the new online store that arose as a result of the testing. Stood with jaw on the floor at all that Austin was able to implement, from manually modifying code to installing and tweaking modules to entering all the produce pages. We've a couple tweaks we'd like to make down the road but otherwise it is basically launchable.
Wrote Steve about the prospect of importing the customer database and order history from the previous store (a task of which only he is capable) before he flips the switch and it goes live.
Finally merged and organized into one folder the various L/L pictures strewn across a few different locations. Putting together a collection for Jim to look through of Carla over the past 12 years when I the documentarian began taking and collecting digital images.
Learned that Carla has already, apparently, according to a report, been channeled, and that Don was invited to speak through the channel as well. I've never used the acronym "smh", but if I did I imagine now might be an appropriate circumstance.
Received from Alejandro his 200+ page PDF book contains a great multitude of excerpts of insight from spiritual sources, principally the L/L Research material. Looked over his great work, thanked him for the proper copyright attribution, and suggested some tweaks.
Helped with some work in the basement which is currently drier than it's ever been. I should know considering my bedroom was down there for a solid five years or so.
Our friend with Eagle Eyes in Taiwan has sent many corrections to the archive site and A Wanderer's Handbook lately, to where they are beginning to stack up, so a system was devised to tackle these tasks in the most efficient manner. Thanks Terry for the diligent work!
I continue working on Carla's eulogy in the evenings, making small changes here and there. St. Luke's Church asked for an estimate as to how many people might attend so they could prepare enough finger food and dessert for the reception. My current guess is about 100 people, but it's really hard to say. A lot of people from around the country and around the world will observe her service from their homes and hearts. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 13, 2015 7:21am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. I got a wonderful email from a lady who had been a care-giver for her mother before her mother passed away. She identified with my care-giver relationship with Carla and offered some important insights as to how one's life changes after a loved one in this type of relationship passes away. She has felt her mother communicating with her in many different ways since she passed into larger life and she urged me to simply be aware of the possibility at any time.
We continued our basement cleansing today with polishing some of the furniture, replacing the bed frames in the bedrooms and putting the mattresses on them loosely, and a little more bleach/water solution in trouble spots. We will wait a couple more days before putting the sheets on the beds. The basement has a good smell now and is shaping up nicely.
I had a surprise visit from Vara R. and her husband, Sean today. They were late getting here so I relaxed into my chair to wait and got a little too relaxed and went to sleep. Fortunately, they were still here when I awoke and we enjoyed the afternoon talking about the past, present, and future directions for our lives. Vara lived in our house about ten years and helped with L/L Research.They are off to Belgium for Sean's current posting with NATO forces.
I called my cousin, Shirley, this evening as she is preparing to leave this world as well. I told her how much I appreciated her care of my mom when she was still living at home. I told her that I loved her and I think that brought a smile. I also began reading a book called My Heart is an Idiot by Davy Rothbart who is the son of our good friend, Barbara B., who channels her guide, Aaron. When Barbara first contacted Carla for her advice on this new contact that began with Barbara in 1988 Carla could only communicate via cassette tape, and since Barbara was/is deaf Davy would transcribe the tapes so Barbara could read them. His book is such a wild and crazy ride of youth, idiosyncratic ways of looking at events, and out-of-the box responses. I think he may be inventing a new way of writing. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 12, 2015 7:32am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. I'm continuing to get the most beautiful sympathy cards from folks here in Louisville sending their condolences for Carla's passing. So I have been writing Thank-you cards in return. I want everyone to know how much I appreciate them remembering Carla's life and work. It's all part of the healing process for all of us who lose a love one who is as close to us as the air we breathe or a long-time friend from afar. We all need to grieve and heal.
The red bud trees are about to bloom forth with their striking colors as are the dogwood trees with their cream-colored blossoms. The snow drops are scattered throughout the yard and even the Virginia bluebells are beginning their bloom. Spring was Carla's favorite time of the year because of all the new growth and colors on the trees, flowers, and shrubs.
Today in the Basement: the latest installment, filmed on location. We polished the wood furniture and began sending an unending stream of bedding, curtains, rugs, etc. through the wash. We did a little more wiping down of certain problems areas with the water and bleach solution. And we continue to move the five de-humidifiers and five floor fans around to be sure that all areas of the basement get dry. The humidity level got down to 42% at 68 degrees.
We are far enough along on the basement cleanup job that I was able to take the afternoon and clean out the pumps on both fish ponds. Both ponds need cleaning, but that will have to wait for a while. I was also able to do some weeding in the flower beds that are full of daffodil and tulips at the moment.
I got word this evening that my cousin, Shirley, back in Nebraska, isn't doing well now. Her liver cancer is back and she is back in the hospital. She is the one who took such good care of my mom when she was still home. Shirley would bring her food, clean the house, take her to doctor's appointments, and just hang out and talk. I called her and talked for a while with her. I'll have to keep in touch these next few days as her time may be near as well.
I worked more on Carla's eulogy this evening and thought about so many of the good times that we shared over the last 34 years. A few more tears were cried and then they were replaced by smiles. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 11, 2015 7:21am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. Since Carla's obituary first appeared this past Wednesday I have now started to get cards of condolence in the mail from friends around Louisville who have just heard of Carla's passing. It is a comfort to know that so many people far and wide were touched by her heart and desire to be of service.
Years ago we met the son of a good friend who lives in Michigan. He was traveling around the country speaking in small club venues about the fascinating items that he had simply found on the street. Now he has a book out which his mother sent us. I began reading it and on the fourth page he talks about their basement being flooded. Just like ours. What are the odds?
Speaking of flooded basements: we made major progress today with our flooded basement. We moved the mattresses back into their respective rooms and sprayed them down with mold and mildew killer which is meant for mattresses. This cleared most of the basement so we could wet mop it three times with a solution of water and bleach which also kills mold and mildew. Then we began washing all the sheets, blankets, bed spreads, and bed skirts. The basement is beginning to look cleaner than I have seen it in years.
Our lawyer needs some form of deed or title to the house for Carla's will to be probated, and today we found out from the guy in the Deeds Room downtown that title was transferred by Don's will directly to Carla without a deed being made. So we will need him to send us a copy of Don's will as we don't seem to have that in our records anymore after 31 years.
I watched a little local news and weather this evening but went to sleep during the national news. I seem to be less interested in television these days. Instead, I got out my cell phone and looked at the various pictures I have taken of Carla in the 18 months that I've had my smart phone. We have lots of pictures of Carla in the L/L files from years back, but in each of these pictures on my cell phone Carla is smiling for me. Her dad used to tell her what a great smile she had, and as I tap the screen and make her smiles larger I can see in each one that special heartfelt glow that she put in all her smiles. The tears only came a couple of times today, and I was grateful for every tear. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 10, 2015 7:18am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. Today my communications concerning Carla were with a few close friends who are planning to come from out of state to attend Carla's funeral. Her three best friends from high school in Massachusetts are all planning to attend and already have their motel rooms.
I reflexively find myself looking over at Carla's hospital bed when I come into the room, as I always used to do, to see how she was doing. Now the bed just stares back at me in dull surprise that I am still looking for her. Beds catch on more quickly than humans, I think.
We tore out all of the carpets and carpet padding from the three guest bedrooms in the basement this morning. My sucking the water out of them didn't dry them enough to kill mold, but at least it made the carpets lighter. Then we pulled all the carpet tacks and staples out of the sub flooring and wiped the sub flooring down with a solution of one gallon of water with one cup of bleach which will kill the mold.
Then I loaded all the carpets and some other water-damaged items into my truck and hauled them off to the dump where the mayor is allowing residents with flood damage to dump for free. Just as I finished dumping the load it started raining and by the time I was on Interstate 65 the rain was pouring down and visibility was low. I stopped by a rental place on the way home and rented three more de-humidifiers and two large carpet fans. When the rain had nearly stopped and I was just one mile from home my windshield wipers died. Can you imagine what would have happened to me if they had died when I was driving on the interstate in the downpour? I think there was an angel looking out for me. I wonder who that could have been?
Gary and Austin were their usual busy selves in the L/L office today:
On Day 8, did the weekly Quickbooks, including a couple bank reconciliations and all createspace monthly stuff completed. I forgot to mention this a couple/few weeks back: I had reported a while back on a discrepancy between the written ledger and quickbooks' ledger whose source I could not determine. I thought that after two years I had lost the field for the first time to the bookkeeping process and had to artificially adjust the written ledger's balance. A few weeks ago I learned thanks to a bank statement where my error was, and fixed the record. I was glad to restore not only my good name in the portion of the Akashic Records related to bookkeeping, a very important portion, but that I could report that to Carla at the time.
Updated a couple more of the IMU quizzes that got distorted in the transfer to their new software.
Received a wonderful email from a George P. who desires to translate the Law of One books into Hellenic (Greek). He has a background in translating/editing and so far seems serious, knowing what a painstaking task it is. Initiated the process and crossed the fingers it will come to fruition. I wish I could tell her this.
Received an email from Mish with a question she encountered while translating AWH into French that pertains to a section where Carla says to write her at her then email address. There are many things we will need to update.
Caught up a bit on the on goings of Bring4th, with many thanks to Plenum who's been keeping up with moderator business while our attention has been elsewhere. Felt the heart open in response to the outpouring of love for Carla that appeared on the forums.
Processed and shipped a few book orders.
Made some tweaks to the new PayPal donate buttons so that we can know through which page a person clicked the button to donate.
Corresponded with Ocean and Azeem about the state of the Prison Ministry program.
Processed our first donation through the new PayPal buttons.
Sent out another In the Now episode to be transcribed.
Continued the digitization of the channeling archive.
Finished up the list of online store to-do's that resulted from testing.
Mona, our wound care nurse, came by late this afternoon to pick up the large inventory of medical supplies that we had left over and which I offered to her for the trunk of her car. All home health care nurses carry an assortment of medical supplies in the trunks of their cars for that special time when they are needed. We talked about Carla's wound that last week or so and I asked her if she had ever seen a wound degrade so quickly and look so bad. She said that was actually a sign of the patient's approaching death. It's called the Kennedy Syndrome and results in a large kidney-shaped purple area surrounding the wound. I thanked her profusely for all that she had done for Carla in these past two years. She gave me a hug and said that she would be at the funeral.
I continued working on Carla's eulogy this evening and answered a few emails. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.
Published by Bring4th_Carla on April 9, 2015 7:15am. Category: General
I did our Morning Offering and then got myself ready for the day. Yeah, you guessed it. The tributes and condolences for Carla continue to come into L/L Research. People are just wonderful in how they remember Carla and help us to rejoice more than mourn in her passing.
I have done about all I can do in the basement for now besides keep the fans and de-humidifiers running. I picked up our "Angel from Montgomery" at the airport this evening and her assessment of our flooded carpets is that we will need to pull them up and treat the whole basement for mold. I don't use her real name because she likes to do her good deeds anonymously.
Before I went to pick her up at the airport I spent some time outside this afternoon and switched out the leaf-mulching blades on my V-rider mower for grass-cutting blades. I will only cut the grass for Carla's funeral if the wildflowers have had a chance to seed. That was always her wishes: that the wildflowers have a chance to seed and spread in the yard in the spring, her favorite time of year.
Gary and Austin did good work in the L/L office again today:
Processed and shipped some book orders and some donations made in Carla's honor.
Continued the digitization of the channeling archive.
Responded to some interesting seeker email.
Continued transcription of the final section of the interview project. Almost there.
Helped Terry H. decipher a tricky sentence in A Wanderer's Handbook for his translation.
Continued on the list of Online Store to-do's uncovered by the testing.
Set up a direct Paypal donation button on the archive site and various publication pages.
Finalized some tax work and did some cleaning/reorganizing in the office
Helped a friend get a hotel for Carla's funeral. Had to do some scouring, there are very few vacancies in the area.
Collected and relayed more messages to Jim for Carla's graduation from the incarnation. This is day seven and still it's not completely computing.
Received and read over a transcript of Jim's March interview with Denise. Thank you, Nancye for transcribing.
Commissioned by Romi and created by Pupak and other residents of Findhord in Scotland, we received a glass angel. It is a square pieced consisting of shards of variously colored glasses bonded together with the middle pieces giving the appearance of an angel. Pupak says that the Findhorn members also sent glass angels from their Sanctuary to other Centres of Light (sic) around the world to energetically connect each with other. Glass angels were sent to a centre each in Australia, China, South America, and Japan. Our gratitude to Romi and Pupak for this angel of light.
Corresponded with Vladislav on his work with the Russian Book V. He echoed a thought so many other seekers have expressed regarding this material, saying; "As far as I tried during a couple of years, I have found out really nobody who is seeking The Law Of One through this books in my community. I do not impose this knowledge to them, but only offer it. I was disappointed to learn that they are not interested in it. They say that this is interesting, but not in that degree for them to begin reading it."
Among the notes received was one from Tom C., a fellow we have not heard from in some time. He put together some of his favorite Q'uote in honor of Carla, including this one, "We are aware that we would speak to you this day about the processes involved in what you call the death of the physical body and would only preface our discussion of this interesting subject by noting that the living of the life is at least as interesting as the end of it so that we encourage each of you not only to think of the goal or ending of that great adventure in the middle of which you are now walking, but to think of the death of the physical body as a portion of an ongoing experience of living that is not ended by birth or death or any ending whatsoever. But, rather, that each of you is a citizen of eternity, that you were in your spiritual integrity a creation before the world was created, before the universe as you know it was created, indeed, before this octave of creation was present. For you have been a spark of the one infinite Creator, a child of the one great original Thought, for eternity. And there is no end to you, or to me, or to any part of the one infinite Creator." - April 16, 2000
Carla's obituary came out in the Louisville Courier Journal today. We waited to put it in so it would appear closer to the date that her service will be held. I had just a couple of sessions of tears today. They felt good and healing and right. I said the prayer at the Gaia Meditation tonight.