Kelly was sorting through our treasures gathered on a recent trip to Siesta Key, Florida when she found her sea shells she had collected made it safely home without breaking.

“Look, Mom,” she squealed. “My baby’s ear shells made it!”

I did not know she had gathered baby ear shells, and was surprised to hear her mention them with such enthusiasm given the trigger significance they were in Operation Shell Game. (p.146-149 TRANCE Formation of America)

Kelly and I are so focused on our present and future, that we do not discuss our past other than to reference it as source of insight and wisdom gained for current application. Plus I have always followed Mark’s advice that Kelly needs to learn of her past from within herself free of outside input. This has allowed us both to heal on our own path in light of our individual experiences rather than tangle or dilute memory.

Curious why Kelly was so ebullient about her baby ear shells, I asked her what she knew about them. She told me, “I remember a nice man on the beach explaining to me why baby’s ears shells are so rare and treasured. They are extremely delicate, and when polished are beautiful. When you look inside, you can see the resemblance to a baby’s ear.”

“That ‘nice man’ was not so nice in my book,” I offered. “He is in TRANCE for using the baby’s ear as a trigger for me to do what I was told or your life was on the line.”

Kelly and I were well familiar how manipulation of our love for each other was used against us both to make us do as told so the other would not be hurt. Obviously it was a lie as both of us endured MK Ultra traumas just the same. Yet it is indicative of the power of love, and how each of us had done all we could to protect the other albeit ineffectively.

This is akin to how families were manipulated and divided when mind control masked as a virus was unleashed on the global population 2020. Those who bought into the media’s repetitive narrative feared for the lives of those thinking free and vice versa. It was all love, yet it divided families nevertheless simply because they did not understand components of mind control.

Kelly and I share a very close and profoundly deep relationship because we both fully understand what was imposed on us. Once families torn apart by mind control understand its components, they will real-eyes it was love all along driven by fear the other would die as controlled media programmed them to believe.

The more you know the more you see we are not responsible for what we were forced to do under mind control. Now that we are aware, however, we are responsible and must evolve with the knowledge that is our defense against mind control going forward. Our precious family units are under deliberate orchestrated attack. Truth frees us from imposed fear, and allows for clarity of vision, compassion, and divine love to unite our families once and for all. 

Nature is abSOULute, and Kelly and I embrace it always. Kelly’s and my vastly different perceptions of what baby ear shells meant did not preclude the reality of their profound beauty. Nor did we feel need to superimpose our experiences on each other as people are often conditioned to do. We each had different experiences, and therefore different memory and perception.

Embrace difference. We all have much to learn from each other.