Today began with a message from someone who watched the orientation video. They offered congratulations and kind words — and that acknowledgment gave me the inspiration to go back in, refine, and expand it. I added a few new edits and started updating the automation sequences so that when people sign up, they receive the orientation email with direct access to the cinematic welcome, plus the new New Earth screensavers with affirmations like trust, surrender, let go.
The screensavers now accompany the journey, as subtle reminders each day. A small but meaningful way to embed the frequency of the New Earth into their field.
The idea that’s floated around in fragments now landed clearly: to build product packages that people can simply click and receive everything they need to begin the parasite cleanse. No confusion, no overwhelm — just clarity, simplicity, and support. I’m excited to work on that this week — how to brand it, fulfill it, and weave it into the ecosystem of The New Earth.
Despite saying I’d take the day off, I was pulled to work. The Shaun T workout nearly killed me, but I felt amazing afterwards. And when inspiration flows, I follow.
I had a meal at The Shack since it was getting late. Later, I caught up with Penn — today was lighter than yesterday. We returned to the book, and one particular line stirred a big conversation:
“We’re only victims of the suppression of our truth.”
That line cracked something open.
We spoke about apologies — how they can reinforce a polarity where one is “wrong” and one is “right.” But in the New Earth frequency, there is no shame, no guilt, no need to say sorry. There is only divine witnessing.
We don’t beg God for forgiveness — we thank God for what is.
What if it’s not even the suppression of our truth, but the suppression of our SHILT — our shame and guilt?
Once it’s no longer hidden, it no longer holds power.
So these ideas keep evolving, like threads of a cosmic code being rewritten in real time.
I’m also arranging travel — a stop in Dubai for a couple of days, then back to South Africa. Someone offered me a place to stay in Dubai, which I deeply appreciate. It’ll be good to be on the move again — this time with more clarity and foundation beneath me.
Things are moving, in the direction they’re meant to.
