They did it. They are forbidding us to see my mum.
My father drove to the hospital and was told that due to the so called virus crisis we had now been categorised a red zone and no more visit was allowed to patients. Since my dad was there, they allowed him to see his wife for less than 5 minutes. My father explained her that he was not going to be able to come anymore for a while. She had tears in her eyes, tried to express something with a few moans and was clinging on his hand. It was so hard for my father to leave her and I can only imagine what my mother must have thought.
Is this it? You are abandoning me? Is it just me and these four walls now?
When my dad came back home with those news, I exploded with anger.
Who was going to give her my massages, my exercises, take her to the park in her chair, and especially give her positive reassuring, encouraging words to help her keep going. Now all she's going to have is a wall in front of her to look at and the care of some nurses here and there, no-one she really knows and that can give her the love and warmth that we as a family could...
I was already feeling resentful when the first lock-down happened and so many families suffered from the separation and the unavailability of beds. So many collateral, victims of stress, suicides, broken hearts, dying from lack of care because we had to let the beds empty for the potential virus victims.
I do NOT consent to what is happening. I am going to investigate as much as possible to find the best solution for my mum. I do not believe a word the government and main stream media are saying and never have. Although I cannot be sure 100% what other sources are presenting as an alternative narrative, all I know is how I feel.
And I feel all this doesn’t make sense. It feels that we are manipulated instead of helped, attacked instead of protected, lied to and not cared for at all.
As a soul incarnated in a human body, it was my choice to come on Earth in these times of transformation of consciousness. We are supposed to help each other and open our heart and reclaim our humanness.
In my book, being human means looking out for each other. Some think they are doing that by wearing a mask that has been proven useless. Some think that by stopping gatherings with their loved ones and friends, they are doing the right thing. All these behaviours come from a good intention of course but in my opinion it’s all coming out of fear, fear of losing one’s life and that of others.
If we are making such a big deal about this so called crisis, why didn’t we make such a big deal each year about the flu for instance? If we are SO concerned about people dying, why don’t we do something to help the millions of people who are dying each year of other diseases and even plain hunger?!Anyone with a little common sense and a little research would see that there is a hidden agenda behind this masquerade. All I see is that our freedoms are being taken away nicely one by one, and we are following because we think it is being done in our best interest.
I believe we have forgotten who we are! We have forgotten that we are powerful creators and that our body was designed to fight dangerous entities entering our bodies. Most people recover from Covid naturally or with the help of natural treatments. I am NOT afraid of this so called virus. I know three friends who got it and were done with it within 2 to 3 weeks. There is no need to make such a fuss unless of course you are shutting people and businesses down for other reasons…
All I see is that instead of allowing families to see each other and comfort each other and lift each other up, we are being kept apart. Now I am not only praying for my mother to recover fast so she can get out of the hospital where she has been staying already for about 2 months, I am also praying for a revolution, a revolution of the heart and our common sense and why not an actual revolution in the streets!
Since I was a teenage girl, I have seen that one day I would get to see the second French Revolution. Count me in!
If I had lived through WWII, I would NOT have chosen to be part of the gestapo, I would have chosen to be part of the resistance!
I have not done much so far physically, but just expressing this in a few lines, makes me feel better and more determined. In fact since the news, I do not feel much like myself, it feels more like an inner lioness has woken up inside and I feel like showing my teeth and bite…
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