common sense question about "greys" and "nordics"

[recallone]

clark, love your mind. Can't wait to see you turn into a superman. Catch you in the clouds, my brother.

I would like to give you my perspective on all of the information and disinformation that flows into these forums, if I may.

You raise some really good questions. I don't have your answers. In fact, I don't think anyone has my answers either.
Solution? Change the questions.

I see the bickering and side-taking going on over what I consider to be trivial little details that really ought to fall into the "so what" category. Like when kids want to argue over who said what, at what exact moment in time that makes the other kid wrong. It's a game of leverage, with the ultimate goal of being right. It's a short-sighted endeavor that yields absolutely no results for the collective...just a momentary boost for the individuals' ego. Now, I understand there is an entire population of truth seekers in Avalon. I applaud every one of them for accepting the responsibility to lead those that would otherwise be content to stay sleeping into the light. I also understand that everyone is susceptible to the ego. And everyone wants to know all the answers. We all want to know when things are going to happen, when is it time to go, what should we get, who should we band together with, who is an agent of truth, and who is an unwitting agent of disinformation. The more focused we become upon the information, the less we focus upon the love and connection that will afford us all with the answers. You see? In our quest to KNOW, we're overlooking the real secret to knowing. Connection. Division is the opposite of connection. Information can either confirm and unite, or create suspicion and doubt. Suspicion and doubt are the seeds of fear and hate.

Which wolf will you feed?

Choose your battles. Your energy is key in all of this. If there's a detail from one witness (who, by the way, is a human being just like the rest of us) that doesn't necessarily jive with that of another witness...it doesn't have to mean that one of them is lying and that they should no longer be trusted. It simply confirms that the lie is different at every level. It confirms the terrific appetite of the ego and its ability to unbalance even the most seasoned warriors of light. It confirms the instability of information learned vs. information intuited. It confirms how intent the PTB are in their quest to keep us in this place of division. We're all being presented with these opportunities, and old habits - programmed habits - of judgement and left-brained information regurgitation are manifesting themselves as stumbling blocks on our path to ascension.

I used to play soccer in school and one of my coaches used to play professionally. One of the things he taught us was that when you and an opposing team member are both racing in the same direction for the ball and the ref happens to be directly in the direction you're both running...a simple tug on the back of your opponents shirt (where the ref can't see) is often all that is necessary to win that short race to the ball. Leave it to a pro to teach kids how to cheat! These details are little tugs. We get to choose whether or not they're going to slow us down or not. If a detail doesn't immediately resonate, or if something someone else says contradicts that detail, let it go. Put it into the "so what" category and drive on with what you DO KNOW. What do we know? That we're not alone. That we're far more powerful than we've been programmed to believe. That light trumps dark. And that we're all ONE. Everything else? Unnecessary.

CERN just had a little technical problem that put their little endeavor on hold. Did we do that? Or was it another benevolent race looking out for us, like the ones who took out those nuclear missiles?
A better question - Does it matter? There's a lot of speculation, or fact - depending on how much validity you give that person's story - as to where all these different races stand. What of the greys? And what's up with the blonde, blue-eyed aliens? My question is, what does it matter? I haven't met any of them yet. When I do, then I'll make my conclusions. Until then?
I've got work to do. And it doesn't have a damn thing to do with feeding the machine of fear and division. We've got to keep our eyes on the ball. We've got a job to do, and splitting hairs and wrestling with unnecessary details isn't getting us there. Love is.

Love and light. And victory.
Peace.