Day of Infamy

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I’m writing this on the “Day of Infamy” as December 7th was the day the imperial Japanese made a devastating attack on the US Navy Base of Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. There in the mist of morning, thousands of sailors and others were killed by kamikazes and bombs. Many ships were sunk, including those full staffed. Have you seen the memorial at Pearl Harbor, like the boat that takes visitors to the sunken USS Arizona? As a former US Navy Sailor whose ship anchored at Pearl, I felt so broken hearted for the sailors, their families, my own family losses, and the resulting war that culminated with atomic attacks on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

I have learned over the years that the way to address such an attach is not to kill more of them than they killed of us. True, the US forced Japan to surrender and the Pacific war ended. It was true that our bombing was celebrated in the US, movies portraying related actions heroically. The world feared us and our pride soared. Other countries got atomic weapons. We dug survival bunkers.

When we retaliate, we share the aggressor’s evil and wrong. Yes, we needed to respond. It is not clear how this event was built; had we opportunities to prevent the attack? Many investigative reports say we probably could have avoided the event altogether. Did we let it happen because of our fixation on the war against the Devil Hitler? Did our hubris in finally, belatedly going over to rescue beleaguered Britain and France, our acting as saviors, reveal how our ignoring the threat of Hirohito may have happened?

I am not trying the make the US seem as the secret instigator of all this, nor do I follow any other conspiracy. I am hoping we will think about these circumstances, how working with Japan earlier, how helping Europe fortify against Hitler earlier, how being aware of the brewing unrest and hate and acting with tolerance and forgiveness early on may have gutted this most horrible of worldwide wars. Can we prevent war when Russia tries to overtake the Ukraine? I think many are attempting to do just that.

Tolerance, peace and forgiveness are components of Love and Light, a subject that makes me think of flowers. I have also been to the Netherlands and Belgium. And have placed flowers at some tombstones erected in the massive international military graveyard near their borders.

What Does ‘Peace’ Mean to You?

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Stop fighting, sure. Think about it further.

I strive to live by Love and Light. There are some wonderful attributes to Love and Light:

  • Love others
  • Build and make things for the common good
  • Share good things and thoughts
  • Help those who need it
  • Forgive those who made mistakes and teach them to do better
  • Don’t steal from others
  • Don’t hurt others
  • Don’t dwell on sorrow, sadness, hate or other negative feelings

Where is peace in there? How about not hurting (or killing) others and not having hatred rule your life? Examples of Harm and Hate:

  • Israelis and Palestinians
  • The mess in Afghanistan
  • The KKK and Proud Boys against anyone of color
  • The way Christians think of Muslims and vice versa

What? Christians (and Muslims) in the same league as the KKK? Many of us were raised from the cradle to think of THOSE people as evil and terrible. From the time of the Crusades and before these two religions have tried to keep  any ray of Love and Light from the other.  There are some who indeed have made efforts for peace and I laud them. This message is for those who still harbor hate.

I sell pendulums and a book on how to use them to encourage communication with others. Both Mohammed and Jesus will freely talk with anyone who tries for Love and Light. BTW, L&L is not a religion; it is a general feeling, a guide to help one get closer to her or his religion (if you adhere to one), to have a more open mind and to see that no matter who you follow, you will find teachings of Love and Light.

Communication is a key way to learn of others, to understand others. How can PEACE occur without communication?

Do you Believe In Angels?

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Most religions have angels though they may call them something different. I am a Christian, fear not, I respect all belief systems that incorporates Love and Light. I know that Jesus is a fountain of love and light! Did you know Jesus and the angels that work with Him will talk directly to you? If you have a different religion, ask your sacred one about this.

Lovely Angels!

When I first began constructing the log cabin I live in, I needed a well as I was so far out in the country that there were no water lines, and I had to really fight to get electrical lines! The well driller had no geological survey maps or such, he said I needed to dowse for it. What? I was a physics engineer! Magic?

I relented as I needed the water and he showed me how to use a cut y-shaped stick. I could have fallen over with that stick pointed down! The whole story is in the Conversing with Various Entities book, suffice to say I not only found the right spot but also the water levels down to the silver sand aquifer!

I got hooked on dowsing fast; I found my lost pocket knife, I discovered I could find lots more than water. What else? Eventually I learned to use a pendulum and when I insisted to know why the thing rotated yes and no to my questions, my guardian angle spelled out her name to the alphabet I had laid out. I was blown away.

Talkative Angels!

Now I talk to all sorts of entities I cannot physically see. Does that mean they aren’t there? You’ll need to learn to use a pendulum yourself to find out if you can do it too. I bet you can. Really, if this could happen to a stubborn, physics addled Navy vet like me it could happen to anyone!

Blue Stones, Red Stones?

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What do the colors in these pendulums mean? Red has a specific psychic something about it, doesn’t it? That all may be true in some cases, like dream interpretation or auras and such. However, these pendulums are individually made by me to be artistic and beautiful. Sure, you can buy the specific colors you prefer, yet they were created for the sheer enjoyment of the assembled colors and how the stones of each are arranged together, hung on which kinds of string. Art is about color and form, isn’t it?

Each pendulum is made with what I refer to as Love and Light. I enjoy endowing each one with love and light as a means to share love and light with the eventual user. I carefully choose the stones, metal figures, the wire and all just so, to make them the way they need to be. And yes, that’s even the one with a heavy chunk of turquoise. That one is special, and the person it is meant for will choose it.


I do get occasional help with pendulum designs. I’m in daily contact with angels, elementals and star people and sometimes one wants to have a go with putting some together. As I only deal with those entities that live by love and light, I have no issue with such assistance … I enjoy it! To them, the colors are as I see them: Elements of artistic composition that you can use like a telephone. Take a look in the Shoppe and see what I mean!

Maria’s Vision

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Maria got up a bit late, typically about 6:00 AM. This morning though, she had a striking vision and stayed cuddled up long enough to stamp all the details into her head. Quarters, the coins spinning like tops in rows and columns, occasionally dancing in front of her view. She hastily donned another set of long johns over the set she’s slept in, then a thermal shirt and a thick turtleneck sweater. Same for the legs, over the thermal pants she put on a pair that didn’t had the reach-in men’s opening in the front.

Eager to look up that vision, her insulated house boots made thumping sounds as she raced upstairs. She’d designed and built that log cabin here in the Kentucky woods, with interior carpenter and electrician’s help of course. She settled into her upstairs office and turned on the computer. As it went through the details of starting, she decided to race back down a make a cup of hot tea. As the microwave hummed, she filled her little tea strainer with the dark Assam she loved so much. “Drat! I keep dropping those bits of tea on the floor!” She left it with the other dropped bits and went back up more slowly, stirring her tea with her little strainer.

Swing Little Pendy!

Search: Quarters

The myriad of results made her sigh, the usual. She consulted her angel with her artistic pendulum and ran her other hand’s forefinger down the listings until she got the ‘yes’ signal. Opening that site, she read down to the paragraphs to the ones that closest matched her vision:

“The amount may seem small; however, this is a very positive sign for joy and prosperity. The more coins seen, the sooner and more robust the joy and prosperity will be. If the coins are falling like rain, you must take the needed steps to make it happen. If the coins were organized, you have someone helping you, so work with that person.”

She immediately peered at her pendulum and said, “Jerry, Team, let me tell you about this magnificent vision I had this morning!”

The pendulum swung twice in a clockwise circle and then swiftly made three swings across sideways. “Hey, good morning! A vision that makes you giddy, I want to hear it!” The Team Leader’s voice came right into her head but she repeated each word aloud and watched the pendulum to ensure she got it right. If the swings continued showing the clockwise rotation meaning “yes” she could be confident in her internal hearing. And it did, gentle circles.

“Hi, Jerry!  The vision indicated success with the Happy Pendulums site!  Some sales might finally be coming!”

“How many did you say you had on display in the store? About a hundred, right?”

The Pendulum Making Factory!

“Yeah, just over a hundred. And I did make a few hundred more over the last couple weeks, all unique and across all categories from Simple through Fancy.” She hesitated. “I know the main priority is to get my instruction book to sell and the pendies to sell to enlighten the folks who buy them and to teach them to talk to star folks like you and the team.

“Jerry, the thing is, I’m afraid to turn the heat up more than 45 degrees because I am on my last few hundred bucks in savings and these sales will pay for the internet, the utilities and maybe even the car payment before they come to haul it away. This can’t be true!”

“Ahhh, Sweetness, I know you are having hard times and I feel for you. We all do and have been working diligently. Your faith in our Team is allowing this to happen now! Don’t get depressed, dear, I feel it coming on! Enjoy delight for this great portent! We’re ready for it, aren’t we?”

Her tea cup was empty? She’d guzzled it without a care. She could not buy more. Her delight ebbed. “Jerry, I gotta refresh my tea, I’ll be right back.” Any delay seemed good, she feared pulling up the site to see the same thing she’d seen for two months. The microwave hummed; the inside light didn’t work yet it still heated her well water. Her website didn’t work either, never one sale and no blog sign-ups. She’d made training videos and everything for her mailing list! No list. She trembled, fearing her reaction to seeing that abject failure once more.

On it’s last legs…

She took out a couple slices of her homemade bread and slathered expired apricot jelly on it. What a breakfast. Beep! She put the same strainer into the cup to get every smidgen of flavor from it and carried that and her sandwich back upstairs. “Okay, Jerry, I’m back.”

“I couldn’t help not picking up some of your thoughts. None of your other projects have earned you anything?” His concern tried to touch her stubborn heart

A Dwindling Library

“The online bookstore brings in a couple hundred most months, however that precious library I’ve been building for the last few decades will not last forever. Many of those books I bought and didn’t even open, lots are first editions that I got in my 30’s or 40’s as regular books. I mean, I do still have about 4,000 up here in the library, so it’ll take me months to upload all of them.” The tea had cooled enough to have a drink. “The eBay stuff isn’t doing anything, nor the clothes up for sale.  Look, I don’t want to get into it again, the yada, yada about all my published books not selling either, waah, waah! ” Tears had begun. She wiped her face and nose with a sleeve cuff to save the tissues and drank some more watery tea.

“Maria, dearest one, is there not anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“No. I need a hug and some discernable smear of love to get me through this. It’s coming up to a whole year!” She chewed on some of the sandwich she’d forgotten. Bad memories invaded. Fired two days before last Christmas by a hateful, jealous new boss, too old for anybody to want to hire and too young to dip into retirement funds from that company she’d worked hard at for over a decade. She’d made good money before that asshole. Got bonuses, had the respect of all the other managers. Now it’s late November, yes, almost a year later. Almost time for another rotten Christmas, ho, ho, ho. Blackness.

She took a deep breath and resolved to end this happy-doody fantasy with her cutesy pendulum, it had gone on far too long. Sternly, she announced, “Jerry, I’m done with all this, finito, ashes. I’m sorry I wasted you time. Goodbye.” Tears and snot ran down, dripping on her clothes and the floor as she headed back down to the kitchen. She grabbed a paring knife and went out to the front porch. She’d already perused likely ‘accident’ locations on her 100 wooded acres. The coyotes and bobcats would be hungry and doubtlessly delighted with her gift. She’d just need to remember to toss the knife far away while she could. That way her sister could get the cabin and insurance without legal hassles. She stopped in the middle of the gravel driveway.

A thought nagged her. Alone. It would be a long time before anyone noticed she was gone. The cats. She trudged back in to gather up the cats so she could pitch them outside, better than them starving inside. As she searched for them, she heard a roaring sound outside that prompted her two dogs to begin barking and howling like crazy. Had they come for the car already?

Stepping outside the front door, she saw a vehicle behind hers. With no wheels. No wings. Reflective. “I have finally gone completely insane. I imagine I see a spacecraft in my driveway.  She raised her fist with the knife blade aimed at her heart as the dogs jumped and barked around the thing.

A hatch on the craft opened and a man leapt out to look straight at her. “STOP! Don’t you dare do that!”

She recognized the voice and the knife fell from her hand. In a faraway voice, she asked, “Jerry? Are you real?”

He smiled with tears and extended his arms as he moved toward her. “Yes, yes I am.”

My Biggest Fan!

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Let’s start with identifying who the elementals are. Before there were any Humans here, a group came in from the distant stars. They had left their bodies behind long ago and their spirits very much loved the beauty of this planet. Although they’d eschewed their bodies, they still had an instinctive fondness for the physical. They learned to inhabit the flowers, the stones, the clouds and anything else that had a physical form.

Fast forward, you can see where many of the stories of talking trees, fairy flowers and oracle water fountains came from. Chances are that these occurrences were actually with these visitors as they love to communicate with people and are sad when folks don’t listen or respond.

A few years ago: My guardian angel introduced me to many other ‘unseen’ entities, including these object-renters. I called them elementals because the name just came to me and sounded right. I discovered they live all around and even inside the cabin and they were eager to talk with me. Storm was one of the first, and her signature is wild! She rides the storm clouds. It turns out the elementals communicate within their population almost instantly. Once I talked to her, MANY others wanted to talk to me!

NOW: The elementals are very smart, very honest and compassionate as well as generous. I have never heard any of them to lie, be angry, hold a grudge or exhibit any other negative Human habit. Since I started speaking with them, many have moved in around here at the cabin and they adore the 100 acres of wildlife-filled woodland. Storm has stayed a good friend and provides accurate tornado tracking, Stone has helped me design a few pendulums, I thank Water each time I take a shower as I use well water, and my houseplants all tell me when they need a drink.

Now that the weather is cooling off, the upstairs exhaust fan will get lots less use. He’s sanguine about that, with sort of an ‘enjoy what you can while you can’ attitude. As I have never used air conditioning here, I depend on various fans to create an inside breeze. I do talk to the others, but this guy is by far my biggest, largest and most talkative  fan!

Don’t Block A Good Thing!

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I’ve been working lost recently on doing what I can to make this planet a better place to live. I usually don’t work alone. I make a team with various elementals, angels, ancient gods, other star people and my close friend Jesus Christ. It occurred to us that there had been many barriers erected over the years that were blocking love and light from penetrating this Earth in all areas as well as other issues.

Part of the team combed the local area and find a few barriers, then they left it to me to persuade the caretakers to disassemble it. You see Jesus is very big on free will so we cannot just go blast them all. A couple things to know in advance: There was a serious galactic attack on the newly created Humans but a very advance galactic folk called the Jzumani stopped them and have been protecting us ever since. Also, I’m a firm believer that climate change is real and is a growing catastrophe. And many of the dozens I spoke to did not want to reveal or could not remember their real names.

Here’s an example of such an episode:

‘Alitoh’ was a Cherokee medicine man who built the sky barrier because of the strange vessels that would fly through the area. It had been passed down through generations of the attack on the first Humans. The area it covered was most of Kentucky and deeply into Tennessee where the Cherokee used to live. Alitoh estimated he’d been the barrier caretaker since 1335 and he’d stayed even when his people were taken elsewhere. I asked him, “Did your barrier ever actually get attacked?” “No,” he replied.

I explained about the Jzumani, how they’d stopped that initial attack and any that may have happened since. About the forced relocation of his people, I said hate is far too rampant. We need love and light to be shared to all Humanity. Then sadly I added, the barrier blocks the love and light sent to us from on high. He said nothing.

Okay, take a different tack. I asked if he noticed the storms were worse, the winds stronger, the droughts longer with fires and floods that washed away homes? He said it grieved him and wanted to know what he could do about it. I told him several Humans were trying very hard to devise ways to help but they get little public support and their technical methods are not enough to help much.

“Alitoh, we have star folk near us in the sky that the Jzumani have allowed to assist us if we let them. They have advanced methods of taming climates on other planets and can use some of those methods here.”

“Why do they not come to us then?”


“I would then remove this barrier if the protection is real and if I had the ability to do it.

I introduced him to Jesus who confirmed we were protected and would help him remove the barrier.

From my notes taken at the time of each interview

That was a concise summary as all my conversations took a while and included some details I left out. The oldest barrier was from Israel about 3500 years ago, the newest was Bill from the 1960s who died from agent orange but stayed to defend against UFOs. Nearly all the barriers were defenses against UFOs even though there was never any aggression shown by the ships in question. 

All the 50 or so caretakers were all dedicated spirits who were persuaded to take their barriers down. Soon after I encountered live folks with such UFO phobias, but that’s another posting.

About Love and Light

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Love and Light is the primary focus of those who want to share bounty, teach others about accepting people who look different or have different customs or religions, the one who want to make this world a wholesome and healthy place to live and prosper. Keywords? Tolerance, sharing, generous, helping.

Love and Light, by Mary Ellen Wall

The grid is the city, the flowers are the sustenance as well as the beauty that the bees, hummingbird, butterfly and the little caterpillar, the inhabitants living together, need to survive and multiply. The sunlight empowers their growth, with intermittent rain providing more sustenance. The thing not often noticed is that the roots need the earth to anchor them and to provide the nutrients the flowers need to maintain their ability to share with the pollinators and others. The stones represent the elemental forces of nature.

We need to care for this earth to nurture this scene, don’t we? What would happen if drought stuck? A flood? A heat wave? These things are becoming more common and are happening in more and more areas. To keep this wonderful structure alive we must fix the climate, clean up the pollution and in general tend to the place we call home. How would you feel if someone knocked over the trellis and stomped the flowers out of hate? Love and Light battles hate every second. Need help determining how to participate? I packed lots of training on communication methods you can use into my book Conversing With Various Entities, one of my efforts to share Love and Light.

I Think We’re About Ready to GO!

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Time flies be so fast, doesn’t it? How’d it get so late in the year? I started working on this fabulous pendulum site in January! I have about 300 more pendulums ready to replenish inventory when these sell out.

Anyhooo, let’s get started with an amateur video that you might like. Ah, super-amateur, a jumble, as it’s just me trying to handle everything. I ran out of funds to set up the studio in the basement I had planned, so this was upstairs on a couple boxes stacked up and a piece of furry cloth draped over it.

You’ll see my hand moving, but please consider the momentum of the heavy pendulum. I really am not the one making it spin on a dime so fast this way and the other. Let me now what you think!

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Oh, the Trouble in Setting Up A Site!

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I tried and tried to get this site right and all I did was make one gigantic MESS! So lucky for me, my sister and her kids are all computer geeks! I have no idea how I got the physics and general sciences bug and they all went to data-land, but it came in handy this time. My sister has revised the entire site and I have been diligently putting on the inventory details and getting a blog or two ready. This one is just introductory.

Very soon I’ll have some short video training items up, some relevant pictures and such. Right now I’m just warming up to getting this site MOVIN’ ONWARD! Do take a look at the handmade pendulums for sale….and this book on how to use them! BTW, I painted that cover myself, so be kind.