The Beauty of Diversity.


I grew up always enjoying that there were people of other colors.  My background would be considered “white” as my Mom’s heritage was a Russian Jew Father, German Jew Mom, and my Dad’s heritage was English/Irish/German. My Mom had experienced discrimination and my Dad’s dad wasn’t excited about him marrying a Jew.  My Dad’s sister married a Japanese man in the 50’s, so that challenged my Grandfather, too.  But my family mostly seemed to not differentiate between races.  The small town I grew up in seemed to be divided though between north of the tracks and south of the tracks.  We had some Latino migrant children in my elementary school and they were treated poorly by some of the other students.  That behavior just never made any sense to me.  I was always sticking up for them and asking for more understanding from others.

Over the years my activism grew.  If you’ve read any of my other posts you’ll know that I was always very different, at least inside. I tried to fit in and played in my neighborhood like the rest of the kids, but with my experiences since age 3 of remembering past lives of torture and horrible deaths because of working to shut down the dark, knowing my mission this life time and my many spiritual experiences, I just couldn’t share this stuff with anyone. When I did, I was labeled crazy. I went through my own discrimination experience when a club against me was started at the beginning of my 5th grade experience and lasted the entire year, with no students in class talking to me.  But my experience, although extremely damaging and painful, was quite minor compared to what people of color experience every day, in all aspects of their lives.


Just like these flowers though, even though they are different than flowers I’ve seen in the past, they are each unique in their beauty, their fragrance, the light they bring to the world. 

Each deserves to be cared for, tended, protected, and nourished so they can grow to their potential, enjoy a full season of life, and in that way, they thrive and share all their beauty with all who see them.


Shouldn’t every human have those same opportunities?  Shouldn’t every human have a place where they are safe, honored, respected, just the same as all other humans?  Shouldn’t they be able to live their seasons of life safely, fully and completely without it being cut short?


The sun shines on all these flowers, even though they aren’t a rose, a daisy, a pansy, or an orchid.  The rains come or the watering can to feed and nourish them the same as a lily or gardenia. They are tended, cared for, viewed for their beauty even though they are different. They were chosen for these gardens for their difference, for the diversity.

How wonderful it would be if all humans were treated the same – held in honor for their difference… Blacks, Latinos, Asian, Native Americans, appreciated for their uniqueness…..valued for their humanity, just as Whites, all part of the human race.  Just as these flowers are all a part of nature labeled blossoms.  Some prefer more sun than others, some thrive in other climates than others, and some prefer more water than others. But they are all flowers. They are all beautiful. They are all special.

I’m looking forward to the new timeline of Oneness and Abundance, where we all recognize we ARE all One.  There is more that unites us rather than divides us.  A timeline where we recover our Oneness with Source and all the power, capabilities, and gifts that includes.  A timeline where we accept our stewardship of this beautiful planet while we welcome other civilizations from other planets and universes that although they might look differently than us, might have different views, skills, and knowledge, we recognize the spark of divinity in all, thus see them as One, too.  A timeline where abundance, safety, respect, a home, clean water, electricity and all needs are taken care of for all.

My life and work are dedicated to this. May we soon see this realized in the physical.  I’m sending on much love and appreciation to you all. Thanks for reading, commenting, liking, sharing, following and sharing this journey of life with me.

Love, katelon

All photos were taken by me with my older model Samsung Galaxy phone.

About katelon

I had been a wellness trainer, therapist, consultant and coach for 40 years, trained in 16 therapies from massage and reflexology to hypnotherapy and NLP, to past life regression and various spiritual therapies. I did my work in person and long distance. I also offered workshops to companies in wellness, stress release, diversity, team building, communication and more. My deepest dream is to create wellness centers all over the world, for not only individual wellness but environmental, family, business, community, and international wellness, along with connecting us with other light citizens of the Universe. I envision a world of peace, harmony and cooperation. I am available as a consultant to work with the creation of wellness centers and eco-villages and often refer others to various wellness centers and resorts in the area of their preference. My present focus is on daily sessions, with a work partner, to shut down the dark control structure and timeline and help usher in a new timeline of Oneness, abundance, peace, and a world that supports the greater good for all, including the planet. It is time to be free of the enslavement and war against this planet and humanity.

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  1. Kids especially can be so mean to each other, however, that being said, they don’t just pull these things out of the air. I have taught just about every grade and probably as many races as there are in the US. I have always been hard on mean thoughts, mean actions, mean people. There is no reason for it. I always told my kids, you can think whatever you want but what comes out of your mouth matters. Then I would challenge the “but why do you think that anyhow?” which would lead to more talking. I’ve always been a talker, well at least since high school!

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    • Thanks for reading and commenting and following! I wish I would have had more teachers like you. My 5th grade teacher had A through F rows with a new seat to sit in each week based on math scores. I happened to be a whiz in math when I was healthy enough to go to school (I was a severe asthmatic in and out of hospitals and ER’s). Also, we had taken IQ tests at the beginning of school and some how numbers came out and there was buzzing about my scores, with talk of moving me up a few grades. My parents and principal figured I wouldn’t be able to handle that emotionally?! Instead I got to go home crying every day and even though I sobbed to my parents and the principal, no one made it stop. But in many ways, I had a privileged childhood compared to children of color.

      I was a teacher for awhile, too, and always did as you did, challenging poor behavior and limiting views, teaching children how to work out differences. I also taught on the Navajo reservation, so had the gift of working in another culture.

      Blessings to you and thanks again for visiting! Thanks for your light as a teacher! Katelon

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  2. Your post is truly wonderful. The oneness is all there is. The only truth. In the Indian scriptures it is written that gender, race and all else which we consider so near is also not permanent. I will have to experience what I have hated in my rebirth, until I learn the lesson of oneness and compassion. I deeply value your writing.

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    • Thanks so much for reading and leaving such a touching and appreciative comment. It warmed my heart. I’m so glad to hear that you value my writing! I wasn’t “heard” as a child and much of my life. So this blog is my way of putting my story, and heart out their publicly.

      Yes, Oneness and compassion, Love and Light are the only truths! May we learn them well and exhibit them for all and ourselves. May we soon move onto that timeline and Oneness as the way of life!

      Much love, katelon

      And PS…yes, that reblogged post of mine you commented on shared a very yummy looking recipe. I still think of that Vietnamese food at the restaurant my landlord and his wife took me to. I’ve yet attempted to make dishes like that.

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  3. Thank you so much for this brilliant article Katelon. – And always remember: the ones who are trying to drag you down; are already beneath you! And when they eventually will be ready to beg forgiveness; they will. – My sources are confirming that the utopia you’re describing here; is in fact right around the corner now. – Thanks again Katelon, much love to Everyone, stay safe now.

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  4. Such a beautiful and well-penned post! And I love the photos! As someone who grew up an Army brat, lived in different areas and knew great people of different races and nationalities, I too was raised to love people of all races. It’s just sad that there are still those who continue to live in blissful ignorance. Thank you so much for posting!

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    • Thank you for such a lovely comment and taking the time to read and comment. Thank you, too, for following my blog. I attempted to comment on one of your blog posts but I was asked to log in, although I’m already logged in, they it kept refusing my log in info. I tried several times and finally gave up. I like your blog!

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