Camille James says ~

Today I finally decided to get my newest addition of body art. Being an artist, I consider everything a canvas including my body. I found this amazing artist named Jimmy at a Tattoo Parlor called Hope for Pain - go figure. He designed my arm piece with the angel wings and I was completely in love with his work after that. He also design my husband's back piece with a lion, which Aaron had to do in two sittings. My arm design took 7 hours so I thought this one should be a breeze. I decided to get this one on my back.

After careful contemplation, I decided on one of the 72 names of God. This one in particular calls up Angelic Forces and Influences. It is a very powerful name and only spoken when supernatural intervention is needed. It consist of 3 Hebrew Letters.

HEY ZAYIN YUD - Angelic Influences

So I get there at 6 pm and I try my best to get my mind right. My secret is to hum to the sound of the tattoo gun and this puts my mind on a higher vibration and increases my tolerance for pain. Jimmy puts the design on my back and I am in awe. It is even more beautiful than I ever imagined. OK... I'm ready to do this. So I sit down with my back towards Jimmy. He says, "I'm going to do one line just to get you ready." Buzzzzzzzz

OMG..... Ouch, that hurt like hell. I mean really hurt like hell or what I imagine hell to be. Are you ready?, he says. So he begins and after 5 minutes I'm ready to take a break. This was my 1st mistake, because every time I took a break I had to build up my tolerance for pain all over again. So Jimmy is still working on the outline and as he gets closer to my spine, I start feeling it in my knee cap and then in my elbow. When he hit my spine, the vibrational hymn turned into a cry for help. After 5 1/2 hours I had reached my tolerance for pain and my brain was yelling, Chick are you crazy? What are you doing to me? Let's get the hell out of here!!!!!! Jimmy realized I had reached my limit and that's why you see only a half done tattoo. Feb 13th begins part 2. See ya then.

Dear Yahweh ~ it’s me, your low and humble servant trapped in this human flesh with a mission to bring hope to this Earth and usher in a New Age. This flesh comes with so many emotions and barriers that hold my wings from unfolding. With memories of how I once soared across oceans and watched worlds give birth to the Heavens. I wonder if the other angels are still waiting for my return. I become so entrapped within this skin suit and shackles that freedom seems so far away, yet this lifetime is compared to just a blink of an eye.  I need you My Lord. Come to my side and never leave me.

I will get off track and forget why I volunteered to come back. I will become angry sometimes and doubt your Love. I will curse this flesh and sleep just for brief moments of Oneness. Forgive me My Lord, for at times I am blinded by the darkness of this illusion. What I feel is real and what I see is not enough. I hear you in the depths of my being and you are always like a still river that runs deep. Refresh my soul and give me courage to go forth with gladness.

Being bounded in the soil of Earth is hard to realize without finding some sorrow to lie with. I look into the eyes of my fellow man and catch quick glimpses of you and like the quicksilver it disappears in front of me. I finish one mission only to be informed of the next. Use detachment you say and I reply I’m too afraid to let go.

~ Be still My child and Know that I AM…..

Be not afraid My Child for I am with you always. I stretch my hand to you and will lift you to safety. Do not worry for I am you made of flesh, but you can expand beyond the physical if your heart so desires. I can take you to a place of peace and blanket you in my protection from the violet rays of this world’s force. We are one Camille and I will never leave your side, not even in death will we part. I can not be without you and you can not exist as a separate being. Join with me on this day and I will grant you and your children all the treasures of Heaven.

You are plowing a new path for the generation that is behind you. They will talk of your time here for eons and they will search for our communions together for they will be power for all eyes that lay upon this. There are 6 ways into which you can find me. There is no break in the eternal circle. I have shown you images that will only be revealed to you in time and as your mind is able to comprehend the information given.

As most of you know my husband is serving in the Air Force and while the lifestyle has afforded us the opportunity of traveling around the world; it too comes with its sacrifices. My dearest Aaron is headed for Iraq and we must deal with change yet again. As he heads for war, my daughter who is 19 and serving in the Army is also on the deployment list. So I guess that means I'll be buying a new pair of knee pads for all the praying that lies ahead.

This all leads up to my subject: Freedom is not FREE

We as Americans have taken for granted the luxuries of living in a free society where the simple things like:

1. Coming and going without marshal law enforcing a time curfew
2. Going to the store without the fear of it blowing up
3. Women having the right to read and vote
4. Going to school without the fear of having acid thrown in your face
5. Choosing who you want to be married to
6. Worshiping God however and whenever you please
7. and the list goes on and on.......

So for anyone who is reading this right now.... STOP and be thankful for the blessings of freedom. And remember it is made possible by your countries Airmen, Soldiers and Seamen who sacrifice being away from their loved ones to help us keep those simple pleasures we forget about everyday.

Aaron James - Airforce
Desiree Solomon - Army
AJ Farmer - Army
Recee Bond - Army
Tim Ferguson - Air Force

A dear friend once said that the key to his success was having no expectations, therefore he never experienced disappointment. I had to ponder on that for a while and eventually I understood. It especially rang true to people I encounter, because every time I placed my own expectations on another... they always fell short.

I think that's why a lot of women are single today. Ladies you know how we come up with this extravagant list of qualities that we want in a man. He has to be rich, funny, strong, sensitive, honorable, loving, wise and no baby mama drama... and the list goes on and on.So much so that many women are actually looking for someone who does not actually exist. Well maybe in the comic books.

So I set out into the world with no expectations, which actually opened my world up to possibilities I did not know existed. This allowed the people I met and myself the freedom to just be...... How simple is that?

I AM sick...

I AM tired...

I AM lonely, etc.

I AM free

I AM loved

Psalm 91
¹ He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. ^[1]

Take a TIME OUT from the radio, phone, Television (telling lies with vision) and all the thoughts of the day and be SILENT. This is the only time that you can hear the still small voice that has the answers to your questions. In the quietness can you tap into this power much greater than yourself. Leave the details up to God and release your need to know the results.

² I will say ^[2] of the LORD , "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."

In the HEART, which is inside the BODY is the dwelling place of God and the MIND is the receiver for communication. It is said that the Kingdom of Heaven is within (inside the chambers of the heart). We have been deceived into relying on physical things to supply what only the spiritual can give. It is IN GOD WE TRUST, not in the paper money that the words are written on.

³ Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.

Today we are living in a world full of diseases (dis-eased, stressed). Remember, there is no disease that can not be cured, if you are trusting in a power of God. If the doctor says that “in most cases…”, you tell the doctor that in GOD’S cases there is no failure. It is as simple as that.

As most of you know I have developed a close and intimate relationship with the angels. This started when I was about 28 years old and I had not learned how to distinguish between the voice of my ego and my higher self. I was told spiritually that it was time for me to leave the comforts of my home, but I was still in the infancy of my spirituality and I quickly dismissed the warning as a figment of my imagination. So I stayed and held tightly to what I knew was safe. Shortly after I began to cough. At first, I figured this was just some kind of virus going around. Then the cough got worst and I began to have episodes where I could not breathe.

I immediately did what anyone else would do and go see the doctor. They quickly whipped out the prescription pad after speaking with me an astonishing 30 seconds and wrote me a prescription for a codeine cough syrup. I did not realize this was the same syrup that all the rappers so eloquently speak of in their lyrics. Shortly after taking the prescription, I completely understood the philosophy behind the addiction. I felt like the bionic man and everything started to play out in slow .... motion. I sat there on the bed for a while and eventually I ended up in the hallway with nothing on but a belt and some socks on.

Weeks later, the cough still did not go away and the doctors began prescribing me inhalers and steroids to treat my violent asthma-like attacks. Finally the doctors gave up and could not figure out what I had come down with. It never crossed my mind that anything that can not be explained by man is spiritually related. I had lost so much weight and could not keep my job. I was still designing websites, but I barely could sit up in the chair for long periods of time. A month had passed and my attacks were a common occurrence. Nothing worked to treat my symptoms and I was increasingly coming weaker and weaker.

That's it... I can't take it any longer. I called my soul friend to come pick up my two girls, because honestly I was ready to cross over where there would be no more pain. She quickly came to get the girls and I laid down in the bed and read the 91st chapter of Pslams. "For He shall give His angels charge over thee to keep thee in all thy ways". Then the cough came worst than I had ever experienced and I crawled to the bathroom floor in an effort to reach the toilet seat. My hands slipped and my face hit the cold tile on the floor. I could not move and then I began to feel a warm sensation running down my legs. I knew this was it and this was how I was going to die.

The only thing I could control was my eyes and I slowly opened them to see my English Bulldog, Rocco sitting in front of me with his nuts in my face. There was nothing I could do, but lie there helpless. Things began to get blurry and I closed my eyes with hopes that this would all end soon.

Camille ..... Camille, can you hear me? Open your eyes my child, said this soft still voice. I opened my eyes expecting to see Rocco, but as my vision cleared there in front of me was the most powerful blue eyes I had ever encountered. Work with me as I try to explain something that can not be explained. His skin was not Caucasian white, but snow white with sparkles of translucent shimmers like the stars in the night sky. His hair was white and course like the hair on a horse or lion. His face was down on the ground with mines, which made us see eye to eye.