LIGHT, LIFE & COFFEE

GOOD MORNING from the EL CHE CAFE! This new day has brought relief from the dark portal through which I have been trekking. When in such a portal, it's like the radio waves/cell reception from one's higher self cannot be received, as the signal cannot penetrate the darkness. Hence, we tumble like a fallen surfer in the wave.

This passage has taught me to remember many things: at the onset of this 'adventure', I was informed with the other Reiki students that following our initiations, there is what is called a
21-day cleanse. This means that for the 21 days following the initiation into the intent to heal oneself so to assist with the healing of others within the 'wings' of the Reiki channel. The symptoms of this vary from pleasant moments or visiting one's personal depths of HELL. My experience was the latter of these two extremes, with not a moment of the former so far.

"The LIGHT (of Reiki) is already within us already, but now we are CHOOSING the path of healing, ourselves and others, and by that intention and through the power of the Reiki initiations, our channel is exponentially stronger, which means whatever issues, challenges or old patterns that have been in the realm of the subconscious has the opportunity to come to the surface and if it feels right you may re-experience an old hurt or a past bitterness or disappointment that has needed your attention for a long time. Then it can be released into the Reiki wave, but you may have to feel it first. None of us like that part!" - the teacher further writes in this recommendation -- "I'd rather just get the awareness and move on, but it has been my experience that some things actually take a life of their own, and sabotage other areas."

So this is the essence of the cause of this HELL WEEK (or weeks as this is) I have chosen to look at as a portal. It will be a NEW & IMPROVED me that emerges, because I am processing some ancient stuff that I actually tried to process correctly as I went to avoid a huge pile of un-closed issues & stuff. The last time I had every last piece of subconscious muck hit me all at the same time, ironically, was the head injury sustained in that car-crash that in my previous blog shared that I learned can impose a bipolar condition in a person that does not previously have it. (Genetic predisposition to depression disorders can make such an imposition happen in from head trauma). This fact made me feel better for about five minutes during my trek thru said HELL. I'll never forget the overwhelm at feeling all this stuff at once. The brain is designed, I had learned, to process things as it goes, and not have it all heaped on you at once. This causes TILT to take over. TILT mode sucks. It is the paralysis catalyst.


Reading this Reiki Cleanse letter, visiting the Naturopathic clinic, learning the cause of the bipolar condition in my case, being under the wing of my Reiki teacher through this, and having much success and ah-ha moments with Louise Hauck with whom I have been apprenticing for 6 weeks, all are great guideposts along this perilous journey to ensure that the ME that emerges from this REIKI PURIFICATION will have been well worth all this darkness to endure.


I can share another interesting little tidbit that adds to the intensity of it all. Although I have not shared on any public platform the continuing adventures of my relationship with the one my book introduced to any of you that has read it, or know me personally, this REIKI has had an effect on the healing mechanisms within his energetic matrix that have also been felt through my energetic matrix. We are the energetic partners in healing. My REIKI teacher even saw his eyes look at her during the fourth initiation into this first level. She had never heard of this person's earthly incarnation either. It's not a light matter to accommodate a healing of a being on another dimension. It also had an eye opening effect of this wise and incredible sage who is my teacher to realize my initiation with her was illustrating that REIKI actually can initiate the power with one who has already passed.

Sound too far out there for any of you? Think that these could be the ramblings of yet another bipolarly imbalanced disordered mid-life crisis, empty nest, post-meno woman who has no mortal partner, but would rather entertain in the safety of one without an actual body? All the more reason you should order up THE CHE DIARIES, continue to read my blog, be willing to look at the limitations your judgments and opinions of what is unknown to you and be open to allowing your own childlike imagination guide that stodgy old adult you believe you have become and entertain the possibility that just maybe, what you believe could be not it at all.

After the initial absolute-too weird for even me- line of thinking. After throwing the oars out of the raft, that kept me rowing as hard as I could AGAINST the flow of the river of life because I was told I had to to be a good person. After finally getting it that you can have fun flowing with the current which will make our life easier. After finally believing that 'you can have a joyous life and you don't have to continue struggling'.......the pressure has lifted. I'm getting to day 21 of the ass-kicking purification. Bring on the JOY!

Venice - DAY 1

VENEZIA - City of Water, City of LOVE

My adventure to Venice was truly GRAND. I was mezmerized by my immersion into history. There is no place in the province that you are not IN history, no place to walk that has not been walked by those we read about from days of old. If you walk with a stillness at say, 4 a.m., before the throngs of tourists and the locals setting up shop, you can feel the ghosts of days gone by, the intrigue that was prevalent in those times. Courtesans meeting their lovers of high political position, the famous artists who were commissioned by kings, doges, the pope, who's works are today infamous, assassins who are commissioned by those who wish or need someone to be killed, the places of the murders, darkened alleyways, hidden doorways. It's all still there, and the entire place carries the vibes, the memories, the spirits of it all. In the wee hours of the morning, the magic of Venice is truly alive.

I walked these pathways at this bewitching hour my first morning in Venice, and felt myself to be in no danger personally. My sense of adventure, traveling solo, overtook any fears I might have entertained. I did not even bring along my beloved Canon, as I wanted to feel FULLY this energy that is alive before the morning sun gives a hint of illuminating the darkness and solitude that is only at this hour. The pigeons are absolutely everywhere and seem to 'own' the entire place before the sun rises.

I went to the Rialto crossing on the Grand Canal at this same bewitching time. The quiet of Venice's main waterway was soothing to the soul, with the sounds only of the seagulls, pigeons and water gently lapping against the bridge.

I only smoke cigarettes in Italy, it's the only place to buy the DIANA brand. On the Rialto bridge I took out my first one of the trip. Having no light I asked the only person I saw, a very old man. He embraced me immediately and with his thick Italian dialect, said only "No fume" and "Ciao bella - bootifool, bootifool." He took me to the restaurant just over the bridge that he unlocked, invited me in, gave me a light and made us morning cappuccinos. He kept hugging me and saying those same words over and over, he spoke no English, and my Italian was minimal. Like walking the streets alone in these wee hours feeling no danger, I felt no danger from this little old man. We sipped our delicious brew, and I was on my way, feeling properly welcomed to my adventure here in the City of Water, City of Love and Intrigue. It was clear to me, as in my sojourn to Buenos Aires four years before, that I was on an adventure to fall in love again - with ADVENTURER within mySELF!

Check back in for continuing tales of this Venetian Romance!

Project: Save the World

So here we are in the New Decade of 2010, not just a new year. I sit here in a wi fi cafe, as my modem cord at home went by the wayside. During this inconvenient time to hop on the internet, I am making the effort to communicate herein.

After watching Julie & Julia I became inspired to reconnect with my goal as a high school student to SAVE THE WORLD. When I first expressed this interest as a young lass, I was met with the opinions & judgments of others that this is impossible, or that it was ridiculous. I truly thought I could assist in this regard by putting out my music, who's lyrics were inspiring and thought provoking. Then I married at the tender age of 18 and thus began my decades long distraction by just surviving and insisting I also thrive while living.

Looking back, I did make the most of my time here on earth, and looked at every challenge as a test I was determined to pass. I successfully completed my 'course' on single parenting after a 28 year internship. It is deemed successful because my two daughters turned out to be strong women, beautiful goddesses with great values and families and businesses of their own. I have remained single and successfully completed the course in mortal relationships. That is completed successfully because I learned alot about myself thru them, about human limitations, projections and heartbreak without coming out bitter or jaded. I no longer search for that fairy tale dream as a child was pounded into me that I need this situation to be whole, complete, viable or attractive.

I still play music, although I'm immersed in several expressions of the same avenue of inspiration; that being writing, illustrating, design and creating a life surrounded by beauty and Spirit. I currently enjoy a multidimensional relationship with a powerful and beautiful being who once walked the earth and in that last lifetime achieved historical status of a political mover and shaker. We are involved in a few projects of importance, one being to change his legacy that currently is used for capitalist marketing strategies, distorting what he stood for initially.

He and I have been joined in Holy Relationship as outlined in The Course In Miracles. I will not delve into the details in this post, as if my readership is interested, this is easy to find out the details. I will share the details in another post.

If you are reading this blog, I thank you. And if you comment, I thank you again. I do believe societal change comes from the changes people make within themselves. By knowing a shift is possible and by being open to it. That is all that's needed for step one. The rest will take care of itself.

I have begun this New Decade by eliminating any and all substances outside of myself that alter the clarity of my mind and receiving apparatus. It was not a New Years resolution...just something that came to me to do on it's own accord the first week of December. Having always lived a spiritual life, beginning each day offering my walk to the Divine to 'take the wheel' and I will take the direction It bestows, this shift to desire clarity to come from within and therefore was not a battle and a struggle. It was easy to begin observing my demons and triggers that had me reaching for an exterior substance to comfort me and dim the effects of anxiety, worry, restless mind, sleeplessness, etc.

I don't want my existence to support the pharmaceutical corporations that are insidious monsters of greed at the cost of the people's true well being. To fight this monster is to not support it. Sounds simple, but society has been set up for us to take their multiple products to treat syndromes that don't really exist, but were fabricated by these same corporations so we were lead to support them out of thinking we could not live without their products.

Cures for various illnesses exist, but the drug companies discredit them or even do-away with the founder of the cures so that they receive our hard earned money to take their medicines. Natural medicines were provided for us all and they are in the plants and forests that were given to us as Divine children. But the multinationals are doing away with the sources of these medicines by either making them illegal or erradicating their habitats, i.e. the rain forests.

When one contemplates all this, it could be overwhelming, and we could feel hopeless and powerless as we confront these GIANTS. Our only power is realizing we have a choice and we don't have to announce to the world what our choices are, only that we honor this power and that we all have it. Choosing to nurture our clear minds is one of the first steps. There is much support out there for those making those choices. This blog will serve as one of the many pillars of support for any making this decision. I'm HERE FOR YOU, ONE & ALL. Blessings of the day...Ave

GOOD DAY MY COMRAD AMBASSADORS!

My fans are considered Comrad Ambassadors, as FANS could indicate my huge ego needing people that are considered FANS, which is actually an abbreviation of FANATICS. I consider those interested in my work and shared vision comrads, not fanatics.

The webinar that drew me to listening through Ladies Who Launch was about promotion of books and creating a platform upon which to announce the book and introduce myself to the world. The good news is all the homework they assigned I had already done: create website, twitter, blog and network up, finding the places people hang out who are likely to be interested in the Che Guevara experience I have been living for 3 years now.

It's difficult spending so much time on the computer and not view it as recreational, but to actually feel like I am WORKING. I was never into networking, Myspacing, Tweeting, and all that, because it felt like senseless play and time wasting when I can be more productive finishing projects. This IS my project now and shifting into that mode is taking a little time. For instance I happened across a network called Experience Project, which took great patience to set up and navigate through, but I persevered and met just one person so far with which a connection has been established and Comrad Ambassadorship has been accepted. She seems like a wonderful person, sensitive, loving and is truly a revolutionary with the frustration of being ineffective in assisting the oppressed, suppressed and establishing some justice in a world full of injustice. Unity with those of like mind is the first step to not feeling outnumbered and powerless regarding making a positive change.

I have been directed by the same unseen companion force that has guided me to Argentina to experience the initial opening of my being to that which was waiting for my arrival, to research screenplay writing software. I have found the industry standard and will acquire it and learn it. I have also been directed to compile the journals noting my life adventure since the time of the publication of DIARIES until present. The books are compiled and there are four fat books filled with what followed in my life after the integration of the Che energetic matrix into mine, and what has been going on since then in this regard.

Upon a lightning bolt of clarity before sleep one night after posing the question with pure heart and no doubts or fears, 'what is my connection with Che Guevara why this entire experience is with me and not another?'

The answer came charging through me as did Che's initial energy blast when he broke through the dimensional web and into me. It involves his journey in 1952 to the San Pablo Leprosy Colony in Peru, and my life in that colony. Without going into detail in this blog, my research shows the dates line up with my experience with him in that colony, my death after the birth of having his first son, and my incarnation into this life now. The issues born with me in this life to heal, parallel what that young woman from the colony would have felt and experienced at the time of her death. My son from that life is now 2 years older than me, lives there and is leprosy free. I know this may sound crazy to the more conventional friends/family I have, or any persons reading this that know me not at all, but the judgments and opinions in this regard have no effect on the validity of this information or the story in general.

In looking up the San Pablo Colony online, it is one of two still existing in the world. In these modern times, much of their medical evaluations and assistance comes from dermatological telemedicine. I happen to have a very close comrad who's been my friend for over 10 years that is both a dermatologist that has worked with leprosy in clinics and is a founding father of telemedicine and practices in this regard for the prison system. He is also an esteemed Professor at a major University here in California, which will remain unmentioned to protect him from potential public fallout from limited minds who may read this.

I sense he and I will be visiting this isolated colony in the jungles of Peru, and it will be very interesting to see if the area evokes a familiarity with me from this most recent of past lives. It feels like fact, not fantasy, and is, of course difficult if not impossible to prove overall. But, I am following my instincts and my heart, which over the years in this life, have never lead me astray or in the direction to make wrong experiences, NOT listening to that HAS lead me to make decisions that created pain and suffering. Of course, pain and suffering are merely tools for growth. One does not grow spiritually from sitting in a rose garden sipping tea endlessly, basking in the happiness that we all experience for finite time periods. The moments of bliss are fleeting, and we are on this planet to learn and to refine our spirits. We grasp at those moments and try like hell to make them last at all costs, and during that grasping, it slips through our fingers and we spent the whole timeframe of the bliss gift grasping, not basking. I have learned to sit down in that rose garden when these magical moments come to me, and allow myself to feel the Divine embrace because it IS a gift and it IS fleeting.

Much love to my comrads.....Ave Guevara

Good Morning to my Friends One & All:

Well, my daily blog has turned into a monthly thing. This has been to my overlooking this activity. My friend's house burnt up and I've been assisting him w/dogs, etc. Luckily, his two doggies were NOT in the house and it was only STUFF that burned due to electrical issues. But this is not an excuse for one promising a daily update. It just has not become a HABIT yet, but after reading my one of two comments, and it was Kim's, it has fired me back up. Kim, you are a MOST interesting fellow and I can't wait til you read my book and give me the insights you receive from it. I have read some of your online information and there is ALOT to you. Many of your interests overlap with mine. We love the same music in almost the same order, but trance being first and classical being second.

Living the sequel to the book has a totally different feel to it than the experience with Che I wrote about in the first book of my discovery of what was happening and the integration of his spirit energy matrix into mine. That was soooooo KICK ASS.
Now that we are settled 'within each other' we are doing the healing work that was spoken of in the first book.

I listen mostly to South American music and don't even bother with the music on my list of previous favorites, although they still are what I love to listen to, the time now dictates South American music. It comforts my soul as it comforts the soul of my matrix companion.

I am now being directed to compile my journals since the writing of the last book to present and present a sequel to the book and then get it in screenplay format to present to the ones I will be directed to send it to.

My one children's book frequently mentioned in DIARIES is about finished. Hand sketches in the finest detail so the artwork looks like the photos I took in Argentina take a very long time. I have completed ten and was looking forward to drawing 20, but I'm cutting back so the bloody thing just gets FINISHED.

I'm also recording some music at my friend's studio who is my webmaster and co-creator of my entire presentation. He is a wizard and a musical genius and much fun to work with. He takes the ideas I express and presents them in material form either doing graphic work or musical composition. I am so grateful for Robbi Spencer's presence in my life as mu creative companion.

Well, we don't need this blog to be a novella, so I will save some of what I want to say for tomorrow, as I cultivate this habit. A typical OCDer, I write sporadically but can sit here and write this one blog post to be very long. Soooo, dearest people that find me interesting enough to follow my blog, and check out my entire website and even purchase the book, know I appreciate you greatly and want to hear from anyone who purchases the book so we are all united.

Much love, Ave Guevara