Life changes and a dream

hello everyone,

I have not been here for quite a while. I have my reasons. 1) I don't know if anyone is taking the time to read it as I have not heard from anyone, so why bother 2) I have been really busy 3) Twice now it has just diseapeared 4)It just feels like I am writing to empty space rather than too anyone 5) look at 3

I have had contact with a couple of friends that were confused by the fact that they thought that I was driving a forklift only to learn that I was controlling an over head crane.

The forklift job ended. I am now working for Industrial Galvanizers Corp at the Perth division. This is also a huge company from all over the world.

The first day I was pulling "bolts" from a stack and placing them into a rack that would hold them separately called a 'Pigeon Hole'. If you were to drill a hole to hang a picture, then plug in that little plastic bit prior to the screw, the part that is plastic these guys call the "bolt". Why I don't know. They are 2.4 meters long and weigh 2.5 kilos each. There are 150 to a stack and a normal night has at least 10 stacks to be galvanized. What they are used for is in the mining industry. A hole is drilled in the ceiling at least 2.4 meters deep. Then these "bolts" are driving into place and a "jap rod" is screwed into place.

After our lunch break I was asked by the boss to help him. I followed him on the forklift over to the "jigging" area. Here we work on a steel frame work that is suspended just over 2 meters up on steel frames. We use wire that is about the size of a pencil lead and wire off pieces of steel to it. Now these pieces can be 2" X 2" (the smallest I have seen" up to things that are well over 6 meters in length and only 1 or 2 are hung from the frame.

After the first night ( I am working second shift) I was exhausted. I walked into the hire agency that I work through the next morning and told Jon the hire man that I could not do this work as it was just tooooooo hard for me.

Well, as you may remember at the last job I was driving a forklift for 7.5 hours of an 8 hour shift. At this new one I drove for about 15 minutes the first day.

I asked him to find me something where as a forklift driver the worker was the forklift!!!! I also said that I would work out the week.

At the bell to start work I asked my boss, Rob, if I was to go back to the bolts. No, he said, I was going to be put on the tanks. Hmmmm, I thought do I really want to do this work? Is it beneficial for me to do this work? I quickly checked in with Spirit and was told firmly YES! ok, I will surrender to it.

In Galvanizing it is necessary to remove all the oil, rust and dirt prior to the actual galvanizing. That steel jig that I had worked with the night before is brought around to the end of a row of tanks. There it is picked off of the forklift by an over head crane and taken through the series prior to being dipped in the hot Zinc.

I was shown the system by Bill the leading hand. The crane is operated by a remote control that is wireless. It goes in three directions, East/West, North/South and up/down. It can actually do all 3 at once. So, the crane hooks are lowered to the jig and somehow manipulated into the hook openings. This can be a challenge as the hook openings can be 3 + meters in the air. Bill was quite adept and could use the control to position the hook into the eye. I just have hardly ever been successful at this method. I use a long iron "stick" to guide the hook once I get it close to the eye, and up switch it into place. Then the crane drags the jig off of the forks of the forklift and positions the jib above the tank of Caustic Soda. It is lowered into this tank and left to cook for a while. Meanwhile I am off with the crane to pull another jig and check to see if it is ready to come out of the Hydrochloric Acid. If it is I pick it up and move it to the tank of mostly water to rinse it off. I say mostly water because after enough jigs that have been in Hydrochloric Acid have been dipped to rinse this water is rather potent too. Also, the pigeon holes of bolts get washed in this water, so it is a mix of hydrochloric acid, caustic soda and water, yehah!!!

There is one tank of the caustic soda, one tank of stripper that is hydrochloric acid at a 5% solution, one long tank that can take two jigs or stuff that is VERY long, and one double wide tank that takes two jigs side by side, or very wide stuff. It also has at one end about 1/2 a length of a jig that can be used for other stuff that jigs. The long tank and wide tank are using 9% solution hydrochloric acid.

Once a jig is removed from the water I put it into the "flux" tank. From there it is the transfer crane operator's job to move it to the point where the dipper crane can get access to it.

Now since this is a process, I do not have much time to ever sit idle. As mentioned before there are those 10 jigs of bolts coming through on a shift as well as everything else. OH, the caustic soda tank can hold a jig and 2 pigeon hole jigs at the same time. With this job it is constant sorting out which jig was in first, is is ready, how soon can it be passed on down the line, get the next one out of the CS into the HA, unless it is the bolts which go through the stripper tank (it can hold 5 of these jigs), then into the belly of the wide tank (2 wide of pigeons). Our best night so far we did 41 dips or 41 jigs through the process. And that doesn't count that we fill up all the tanks before we leave for the night.

I LOVE IT. at the second break of the second day, Bill walks up to me and says, "I have never had anyone pick this up this fast." The next day the yard supervisor asked me where Bill was? I told him he was over there somewhere. He then asked, "are you running this part of the operation by yourself?" yes I told him. WOW, he said, you must be smart. he he he, I forgot to immediately ask for a raise.

2 weeks after this, I sat in an interview to become a dispatch officer in charge of all the galvanized material that would be shipped out of this plant. This position won't start until mid October at this writing. I am excited about this change. The OHC position sounds easy and in many ways it is. However, it is still quite difficult. The 'STUFF' that I mentioned is odd shaped sometimes very heavy steel that needs to be run through the system. I actually love this part best. It is my responsibility to get this stuff picked up safely and into the tank properly. To do this I use the chains that are stored on a chain rack. The lightest of these chains is larger than your little finger. The largest is larger than a big mans thumb joint. The largest that I use is a standard man's thumb joint. I am guessing that it weighs near 35 kilo (80 90 pounds) I have to lift it off the rack, drag it to the stuff, wrap it properly, lift the eye onto and off of the hooks. I am building muscles I can tell you that.

The other part of the job that is difficult is that it is night shift. I get off at 10PM. I often don't get into bed until 12 or sometimes later. I have learned that I cannot always do what I had hoped that I could do the next day. I am exhausted by the end of the week. The Friday shift starts at 11 and off at 4:30 without a lunch break. Australian standard is a 38 hour week. Thuraday night to Friday Morning is to Quick. Then there is the opportunity to work on Saturday for 6 hours starting at SIX AM. Thursday night I get to bed very early. Friday I am usually in bed by 7. And I get to bed as soon as I get home on Saturday. Saturday arvo and Sunday is used to catch up on sleep and I am ready to go back to work on Monday.

So, that is what is happening in my work world.

Dream world:

Friday night I had this dream:

I was in a subterrain area like under buildings, or in the basements of huge skyscraper buildings. Somehow I knew this. all of a sudden I was grabbed by Spirit Beings by my arms and forceably taken along. I tugged at them and knew that I could not free myself if I wanted to and I did not want too. I was completely happy being taken along through all of these subterrain areas. This went on for a while and I was thinking "COOL" being shown all these foundations of all of these buildings and that I was completely safe with Sprit taking me along. Then I was popped into the lobby of a very VERY swank hotel. Like the millionaires lobby of somewhere. I just knew that this was rags to riches time. Yet, I didn't know where I was, when I was or anything. I saw a group of what I assumed to be workers of the hotel having a smoko in an off side of this Lobby. I approached them with my hands in prayer position and told them, "I have been traveling a lot lately (Spirit taking me along) and when I do this "A LOT" I tend to forget where I am, ahhhh could you tell me where I am?" One of them popped up with the answer, "Perth Western Australia". Thanks you I said. However, wow I thought Spirit didn't take me very far. Next I asked them another question that I cannot now rememver what it was. One fellow started to answer me, but, I could not understand him. Another fellow over road him and started talking at the same time. I asked the second one to please butt out and please allow the first fellow to answer me. The first one got shy yet, I was patient. Meanwhile another one of them reached out and touched me on my left arm and asked, "Is your name Gene?" I said yes it was. He said, "Ah, please come with me I have a message for you . . . " I woke up ha ha ha

My interpretation is this:

Well, one of them is this. I have in life been working hard to get along. Spirit is with me. They are guiding me forceably along through some more of what is coming and will pop me out of it quickly and smoothly into a happier way of being here in Perth WA. So, it is for me to stay comfortable with who I am and Spirit is with me.

Also, I know from what my guids have been telling me that as I probably mentioned in my other blogs been eddied out for a while. In that time since returning from my over East trip, I have grown even more comfortable with who I am. I just before writing this returned from the 2007 EarthDance here in WA. I did the healing thing there. I did it for donations. I never even saw the money. I had fun. The entire time I just relaxed into having FUN. Doing the healing and letting what ever came up come up. I am making enough money at my night job that I didn't have to make any money so I could just relax into these two days.

I had just sprouted an exploded zit on my upper lip. Normally my vanity would have been weirded out by this. I didn't care. I am not looking for a female partner, I was not caring if I made any money, I just chilled out and allowed the weekend to be what ever it became.

It is a very good feeling just being me. Not attempting to be a "Healer" or a "man" or a "humanoid" or "Pleadian" or a "anything", just allowing what ever it is that I am to just be.

So, hoping that this letter finds some of you. And may you all at some point in your life be happy with who you are.

Love

Peace

gene

may you be well and happy