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I’ve Just Put My Two-Weeks Notice In At Work

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I’ve been working full-time in a hospital setting for 8 years, until today. I was asking my guides and higher-self to show me the right time to quit this job. I asked them to give me a strong feeling or synchronicity. And I experienced this last night. It felt right and I knew it would happen today.

But actually, for months they have been trying to get me to quit this job. The various numbers kept leading to the same thing: let go, let go of the old, a new job is coming, get on with your mission, let go, LET GO DAMIT! I am sure they are thinking: “Why isn’t he letting go?? Remember the spider guide!”

For those who are not aware, the atmosphere in a hospital is very dog-eat-dog. Many people who work there will not say anything about it because they are afraid to lose their jobs or because they have invested a lot of time and money into getting into whichever profession they sought out. Or also because the problem is so bad and systemic that it would take firing everyone and starting all over. But actually, healthcare in the US does not exist to help people, so firing everyone would change nothing.

My current and previous job is no exception to this environment. I can’t even remember how many times I was humiliated, hung up on, lied to, thrown under the bus, insulted for having a job with less education than a nurse, given a workload that pushed me far beyond my physical, mental and emotional limits, kicked, punched, bled on, pooped on, peed on and treated like a servant, just to name a few. (the previous physical assaults, pee, poop etc. were done by confused patients).

Some patients are genuinely helped. But the above list of things I have experienced has made none of it worth it. Stress is a silent killer and there is no shortage of this in a hospital.

The hospitals I have worked at seem to be Archon/parasite playgrounds where people (and patients) can so easily be triggered and ‘suggested’ to attack one another.

Otherwise wonderful people have tried to throw me under the bus in order to save their own butt and license.

The environment is quite toxic. You can read about several stories like this on my other blog (I really needed an outlet!):

https://thathospitallife.wordpress.com/

After texting my boss that I would be putting in my two weeks notice today (at 11:11, woohoo!) I started to sob thinking about how I will not be abused anymore (in reality, I will not allow myself to be subjected to abuse anymore). I felt relief that I haven’t felt in a long time. I have no idea what is going to happen or what I will do for money, but I am feeling so excited for what will come next. An invitation to Agartha or The Resistance? A new place to live somewhere else? Who knows! I’M FREE!

I know I will be happy and able to focus more on my mission and not surviving another shift at the hospital.

I would also add here that I have recently been diagnosed with the beginning stages of glaucoma. The eye doctor said my eye pressure was very high, alarming was the word she used. It was in the high 20s in both eyes. An ideal pressure is less than 21, preferably in the teens or lower.

I thought, how can a young person (I’m 28) start manifesting glaucoma symptoms? This is something an older person experiences (it does run in my family). But I have read some studies where stress can cause this…And the day before my appointment, I had a hell-ish day at the hospital. I don’t know if the stress carries over into the next day or not.

In any case, right now I am feeling elation and excitement as within two weeks I will never have to set foot inside that dark vortex of an environment ever again.

I will say here though that this hospital has been built with a lot of synchronicities (especially Jesus Synchronicities) that will become known at least after the Event.

I need to express that I am grateful to have had this job because it has financed this entire awakening and lightworking effort that has helped contribute to the liberation of this planet.

Working in healthcare has taught me how far I can push myself and how much crap I can endure. It’s a lot. And I’ve experienced and seen real suffering, really horrible things, real people committing really disgusting crimes against other people and children. But I’ve also seen beautiful things. People are wonderful to each other too. It’s not all bad, but most of it is bad there (especially the nearly constant medical errors):

Exposing Luciferian Symbolism and Routine Medical Errors Inside Hospitals

Today, June 15th (6/15), also happens to be a synchronistic day. If we add 410 plus 205, which is half of 410, we get 615.

615 also happens to be the address of the building where my great-great-grandmother’s book of poetry was published:

Not only this but today there were several synchronicities when I went to go to the store. This bus (in the below photo) has the phone number 265-5555 on it. Some might recall that I was born on April 10th. On that day there will be 265 days remaining in the year. Then we see the 5555. I haven’t said this before but this is the address of the hospital I work(ed) at:

And as many know the number 5, especially more than one in a row, indicate big changes:

On the way back I got on the 555 (AKA the big changes) bus:

While walking back to the bus stop to return home I noticed a 1644 (which would be 444 in military time) on an electrical box. Based on the Angel’s Numbers website this indicates that ‘they’ are around watching over what’s happening:

This is everything for now. Next I will have to put in my 30 days notice for the apartment complex. The lease is up at the end of next month. Woohoo!

Thanks for checking this out…wishing all of you much love!

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