THE DAY OF ASCENSION~Numerology Believe IT or Not

I began to do research and it startled me to learn the information about the Day of Ascension. On January 11, 2011 Justin, my son & only child, became the 11th Victim of a violent crime which took his beautiful life. 1-11-11/Justin was 22 years old/his senseless and tragic murder occurred between 11:12 AM and 11:25 AM……this is more than a coincidence. According to the eye witness; Justin forfeited his life to protect the eyewitness and another friend. Justin knew Statistics he knew he did not even have a 50 / 50 chance of living through this unconscionable evil act. He was a good guy; the ‘White Hat’ guys we all grew up watching on televised cowboy movies. The day he passed Justin had 174 credits; a ‘B’ in Quantum Physics!! Justin possessed a beautiful mind.

What do you think of all these 11′s and comb’s of 11′s?
I remain Justin devoted momma <3 p="">

• Denise March 24, 2013 at 9:45 AM Reply

  “…What do you think of all these 11′s and comb’s of 11′s?…”

  Karen DeSha,
  What an amazing and terrible experience. You are a strong, brave mother/woman/soul. ♥
  
  The number 11 is what’s called a Master number as is 22. The double (11:11) and triple (1:11 and/or 111) 11′s, such as what millions if not billions of people around the world have (many still are) seeing for the past twenty-five or so years, were a higher frequency message and physical plane reminder to all of humanity. That message was that major changes (all having to do with the completion of one long Evolutionary Cycle and the start of a new, higher another one) would end/begin with humanity living and moving through November 11, 2011 — 11-11-11. Seeing these numbers and number combinations have been a sort of spiritual reminder to humanity that massive planet and species-wide evolutionary “Ascension” changes were happening.
  
  The day your son was killed was 1-11-11 which was also what I would call a portal or gate or exit point day. In years past Eclipses were also often exit points for souls who intended to physically die and leave their lives/bodies/loved ones in this world, dimension and timeline. (These portals and exit points are also days where other things, other souls, other energies can easily enter this dimension and world too.) These types of things are always pre-incarnational decisions the soul makes for multiple reasons, as do the other souls involved with that soul such as yourself and the rest of your family etc. These types of insane tragedies where someone is suddenly removed from this world seems to the rest of us to be an “accident” but they never are. The many reasons why your son chose to die in this manner on that portal day are reasons that only he and his High Self, the Divine, and the rest of your blood family know at the deepest inner levels of soul awareness.
  The number combination of 11:11 meant that an energetic opening, a portal or gate or exit/entrance point was occurring and higher frequency energies were coming in through it and down into this dimension to positively affect and evolve humanity and humanities consciousness and their bodies etc. I suspect that 1-11-11 was the start of this Ascension related Process at a much higher level than had been able to physically happen previous. I also know that many souls have, over these past twenty-five Ascension years leading up to 12-21-12, decided to exit their physical bodies and continue doing their individual spiritual Work from a nonphysical level, dimension and body. There are no incorrect soul choices and all Paths are The Path.
  
  22 is also a Master number and it’s often been represented by the 22 Paths of the Tree of Life; the 22 Trump cards — energetics and archetypes or manifestations — of the Tarot. 22 is a higher octave of the number 4 and is raised to a very elevated state and frequency. 22 also has to do with starting to work or build on NEW things, NEW lives, a NEW world.
  The fact that your son was 22 years old when he physically exited his body on 1-11-11 is very powerful and meaningful on many levels and no doubt for many, many reasons. I get the sense that he was an “Indigo” and this could have been one reason why he was consciously aware enough at age 6 to know what he was going to focus on, work on, become during this incarnation. Most souls who incarnate with more conscious awareness like this are “old souls” incarnate on 3D Earth again for very specific reasons to both learn things themselves, but to also help or teach their families and other loved ones whatever it is that they also chose to learn, to feel, to experience and so on. Some souls teach us by leaving us instead of remaining with us. ♥
  ♥ Hugs to you and yours,
  Denise
  • Karen DeSha March 24, 2013 at 12:22 PM Reply

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    Thank you Denise for your words. I was aware at [6 days] I was pregnant; I have an ultrasound photo showing, in fact by the time this procedure was preformed, I was indeed [9 days pregnant]. During my pregnancy, in my 8th month, I had a nightmare. I dreamed I was in the presence of a strawberry blonde toddler, wearing red corduroy overalls and he was holding his hands [one on top of the other] to the left side of his abdomen, right under the rib cage. I remember in the dream I had a facial expression of questioning [no words were ever spoken] he held out his hands toward me and they were covered with blood. This is area Justin was shot twenty two years later by a career criminal wearing an ankle monitor.
    
    I wrote Justin his first letter when he was 7 days old and I just kept writing him letters; which turned into journals for his short life. November 2011 My entry explains to Justin I have this sense that something very bad is about to happen but I cannot see clearly I guess I am concerned about other issues; like the economy and rent! Adding, “You know me honey and my intuition; I wish it wasn’t going to be bad but it is.” Now I am aware why I could not see.
    
    January 11, 2011~The day of my beautiful son’s murder I was at my home, 45 minutes away and would not know that Justin was gone until 4 hours later. Between 11:20 and 11:45 I suddenly became very ill and scared. So ill I barely made it to my bed to lay before I just passed out. In retrospect I would liken the pain and experience I had as tantamount to literally having my son ripped away from me. Like the day he was born I will never forget one second; the day Justin was senselessly taken from me I too will never forget one second and I truly wish this experience upon no one. Sometimes I wish so very much I did not possess total recall.
    
    Thank you again for your wisdom and insight; I realized Justin burned so brightly there was no way he could stay forever. He loves me for me; the first person who accepted me unconditionally…but Justin accepted everyone unconditionally and never lost a friend in his 22 short years. He had a positive impact on all he met; including me his momma. He assisted me by helping me strive to be a better person, a kinder person, a more understanding person.
    
    But what I go through on a daily basis not having Justin [my son, my constant, my friend, my gift] here with me is humanly unexplainable. Others have sought me out and I assist them as best I can, I listen, there are no words; other than, I’m so sorry.
    I think I knew some of the information you shared; although, I needed to know that what I have thought all along is the truth ~ whether I like it or not. Subconsciously this is the day Justin had waited for; he would finally learn everything he had wished to know. In an attempt to offer his friends a small bit of solace for their greif [young people who are seeing their own mortality at 20 through 25] I have told many of them, “Justin is thrilled; he knows every answer to every physic query anyone as ever HAD AND NOT YET HAD! Once Justin saw what awaited him; he would have never looked back you all know this!” They smiled because what I told them is so Justin…I truly love my son even more than my life [and bigger than the universe]; I wish [if they really came true] he had not left me here alone…I feel so selfish right this second.
    Take care safe journey through this trip we refer to as Life; I remain Justin’s devoted momma
• Karen DeSha March 24, 2013 at 12:54 PM Reply

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  Um Denise..Justin’s momma here…I had not read about “Indigo Children”…well….Justin was not one; however; this describes Justin and me somewhat!! YIKES! Justin was forever repeating; “Oh lord momma only you!” then he would smile his ‘I love you momma smile’. Justin was very humble….he would never let anyone know the kind of grades he made because he didn’t think they would like him if they knew! He was very private and many of his life long friend were shocked to hear of Justin’s accomplishments. He would have been very embarrassed over the fuss that was made holding two memorials for everyone to say, “See you soon”; so many love him. I’m sorry I should not boast so much; yes Justin would be very embarrassed and ask me to PLEASE stop telling people stuff! haha I remain Justin big mouthed momma <3 p="">

I'll Be Seeing You; my son, my Justin.

Tomorrow marks 26 months since Justin was tragically and senselessly called 'Home'. I feel like I live in a HUGE void [a vacuum] nothing seems real anymore; how I wish this were true? Honey being without you feels like everything has been literally sucked right out of me. I miss you Babe and nothing will ever fill the empty space you left behind. Honey "I'll Be Seeing You."; love you honey...I am your momma ♥

Daily Life Weighs Heavily Upon My Heart

Sweet Cali you will be missed; thank you for your kind devotion to me.~2012

My beautiful son, Justin, holding Luke while Sandi [Chihuahua] looks annoyed and jealous~ 2005!

This became a traumatic day when I found an article about the UMd tragedy, that occurred last week, and the idiot [reporter] who penned the article 'trashed' Justin. I went 'off the deep end' [to say the least] and began sending emails; finally I was able to speak with a young woman...well I did not really [speak] I was screaming, screeching, crying and cursing like a crazed woman who LOST all control. How can people be so cruel and callous? My SON IS DEAD for God's sake LEAVE HIM ALONE, LET HIM BE. I am sick and tired of fabricated scenarios; why are some people so much more interested in LIES than THE TRUTH! LIFE is not a F**KING SOAP OPERA! My nerves needed all of this like I need a DAMN HOLE IN MY HEAD!

To make matters more complicated I had to finally face the reality, our Chihuahua, Paco Sanchez III [aka Sandi] is more than ready to cross the "Rainbow Bridge"; we always want to hold on [well I do anyway]. I have never understood why our precious pets cannot live longer lives. So I sat down and made the call to arrange [a day] I have dreaded every day for the past 6 months. A very nice lady answered the phone and graciously listened to me explain the reason for my call. She was so patient and understanding and after a short pause she said, "You can come in the morning." My heart began to pound and I blurted, "No! Not tomorrow!" Why? Because I wanted to hold on just a little longer. A decision was made that I would bring my precious Sanman [my nickname for him] at 5 PM on Friday. I hung up the phone, still crying, with what remains of my heart aching; but I cannot allow my dear buddy to suffer any longer. I resigned myself to the reality that at 5 PM this coming Friday Sanman would leave me to be with Justin.

All of this wore me down emotionally and I laid down on the bed around 7:30 PM this evening and had every intention of just laying there for a minute or two; I must have fallen into a deep sleep. I was jolted so abruptly, by the sound of one of my cats literally screaming, I thought it was morning. I jumped out of the bed and ran toward the screaming only to find Cali [my rescue Calico] in the hallway in great distress. As I picked her up she passed away before could even stand up with her in my arms. I sat down on the sofa holding her, rocking back and forth trying to administer CPR. When I realized my actions were moot I began to scream and cry; I am so tired of death. I've been outside for the past hour digging her grave even though I cannot bring myself to put her in there tonight. I know I'm an idiot, I know she's gone; but what if.....everything is prepared and she will be laid to her gentle rest in the morning.

It was when I came back in from digging sweet Cali's grave I knew that I have to take Sanman tomorrow so he can finally be free to move on, too. Sandi is my final connection with Justin so yes it is very hard to let go; but I must for Sanman's sake.

"Life is hard; dying is easy."

I remain Justin's sad and broken momma ♥

Good bye my sweet, sweet Cali, I will miss you greatly.

Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up

A poem written by a bereaved ~Unknown~mother who lost her child too soon!  I would like to share her words with all the mothers who have lost their beautiful children; she knows [all too well] how we feel and what we endure from people who mean well but all they really need to say is, "I'm sorry."  I remain Justin's devoted, loving, sad and confused momma ♥

Please, don't ask me if I'm over it yet
I'll never get over it

Please, don't tell me he's in a better place
He's not here with me
 
Please, don't say at least he isn't suffering
I haven't come to terms with why he had to suffer at all
 
Please, don't tell me you know how I feel
Unless you have lost a child
 
Please, don't ask me if I feel better
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up
 
Please, don't tell me you had him for so many years
What year would you chose for your child to die?
 

• Please, don't tell me God never gives more than we can bear
• Please, just say you are sorry
• Please, just say you remember my child
• Please, just let me talk about my child
• Please mention my child's name
• Please, just let me cry.  

Murderers are becoming younger every day in America.

MURDEROUS Criminals are becoming YOUNGER AND YOUNGER in America....SOMETHING MUST BE DONE TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT AND GIVE VICTIMS & SURVIVORS RIGHTS....PARENTS~"HOME IS WHERE THE START IS..."

Love your child[ren], be patient, communicate, communicate, communicate, PROTECT YOUR CHILD, respect each other, trust your child[ren] and ALWAYS share laughter and memories!  Break the cycle of incorrect parenting skills.  Angry at your child[ren]~LEAVE THE ROOM AND COUNT TO TEN FOR GOSH SAKES!  Hitting your child[ren] only allows them to grow-up believing this is the only way to solve situations; why not try teaching your child[ren] verbal skills.  The art of defusing a bad situation can be done most proficiently with WORDS. 

I have utilized this method many times [as did my beautiful son] and I will tell you I have never endured bullying [nor did Justin]; even when I have come up against a few violent people I still used verbal defusing.  Not once have I ever been in fear; but you must be looking them directly in the eye when you are speaking and you must maintain this eye contact at all times and the [most important part] SMILE the entire time and never raise your voice or loose your cool!  If you know someone is being bullied TELL SOMEONE....I am Justin's momma ♥.

Cut & Paste the link below in your browser or Double click the link to read this senselessly and tragically sad story of murder at the hands of children on a school playground [a place this child should have enjoyed and been SAFE].




http://www.nbcbayarea.com/news/national-international/Bullied-Boy-Dies-in-Hospital-Says-Family-194745221.html?fb_action_ids=10200753546180058&

A momma's ramblings when missing her son becomes overwhelming:

A momma's ramblings when missing her son becomes overwhelming:

I had absolutely no knowledge I could even remotely possess the depth of grief I am experiencing; my child, my son, my friend, my rock, gone?  I truly did not want to care so deeply; now I know why.  

Justin filled a place in my heart like no other can ever replace.  His loss evoked every human emotion I possess; literally pulling my heart in every direction at once.  I find it too surreal to actually comprehend the gravity of the horrific act which took him from all of us who need, care and love this exceptional man.  Justin diligently worked and studied in preparation to take flight on his own life’s journey.

Oh, do not misunderstand this loving and imperfect momma; my wonderful son, Justin, suffered from imperfection, too.  Nowhere on this vast planet we call Earth will anyone find a perfect soul. 

I will miss Justin’s mind and those who knew him, like me, understand why I make this statement.   The purity of the workings of his mind may possibly be one of the most revealing traits he has; to sit and talk with him is the second enjoyment I am going to miss.  The scope of topics on which we spoke is extensive; however, whenever we spoke regarding his topic [math] this usually involved a great amount of humor and patience on Justin's part toward me.  Justin knew math, loved math, this was his way of life; thinking in mathematical terms for Justin was as unconscious a function for him as breathing for us.  I miss you honey, I still cannot fathom you are not going to return to us...I cannot rid myself of the task of waiting; just in case.  I love you Justin...you're sad momma <3 br="">

Baltimore Ugly~WHO MURDERED ANNIE McCANN

In a world of political chaos and officials ignoring American Citizens how far would YOU go to find the murderer of your 'sweet' sixteen year old daughter....AS FAR AS IT TAKES!

Straight 'A' student, Annie McCann, her small frame, lifeless body, found behind a Baltimore City dumpster on November 2, 2008 in the most unlikely place for any parents sixteen year old daughter to be found.  Her car found blocks away with a **KNOWN CARJACKERS FINGERPRINT; if this person is a KNOWN CARJACKER why is he not in JAIL.  This is exactly how screwed up the system is in America.  The Baltimore City Police Department [BCPD] decided that there need not be an investigation; they [BCPD] claim Ms. McCann committed suicide....the Baltimore City Medical Examiner's findings~INCONCLUSIVE.  When did the BCPD become so learned on the CAUSE OF DEATH?  SHOCKINGLY THIS IS THE NORM FOR POLICE DEPARTMENTS IN AMERICAS REFUSAL TO INVESTIGATE MURDERS OF CITIZENS!

**Known carjacker is currently in JAIL for MURDERING HIS LAST CARJACK VITIM~a 26 year old female....How difficult would it be for the carjacker to MURDER A PETITE SIXTEEN YEAR OLD CHILD?

What the police departments across America are perpetrating is a SERIOUS violation of VICTIMS rights; I will continue to share with anyone reading my blogs the stories of women [of murdered children] who have found me since the MURDER of my son [and only child] when the Prince George's County Police tried to pull this on me....I stood up GOT IN THEIR FACES and raised cane until they did their JOB.  I will continue to email Mayor Rawlings-Blake, Governor O'Malley, BCPD Commissioner Batts and anyone else I can think of until ANNIE McCANN'S HEINOUS MURDERER IS BEHIND BARS!

To follow this heart wrenching story of parents seeking justice for their daughter visit:  Facebook Page Justice For Annie

I AM JUSTIN DeSHA-OVERCASH'S MOMMA