Just because a population of people is high in rh negative blood doesn’t mean they necessarily descend from a population with equal or higher frequencies of rh negative blood. It could easily be, that they come from a group or groups of people with low rh negative frequencies, but that the rh negatives of that group were the ones who decided to pack their bags, look for a better life elsewhere and wound up forming a new tribe with a higher percentage of rh negative blood.
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More than half of the ancient Basques were rh negative
Do you consider yourself to be a nomadic person?
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I understand that your research claims RH negative blood types as nomadic in nature. I don’t really understand what wanderlust means???only that we don’t feel at home so relocate? I feel similar…I dream of green forests tall trees gardens…log houses? I feel in my heart I belong not here! There is a destination that is unknown…..but I’m suppose to go? Like I’m being
Called by the wind or some deep intrinsic voice!!! I see it in my mind. I just do not know where it is! I could draw it!!! Athenian buildings, gardens with walkways, buildings with tall columns and marble stairs….so many paintings and photos , maybe I want to find that place of serenity?
Are we looking for the ” Geographic cure?” I ask myself. I’m going to just write…I’m sad…and in the past I’ve not been kind to myself, so I want to run away! Away from feelings I now seem to except not many have. I walked out of a class to teach people how to make patients believe you care. I have been out of my logical mind since. So yes!!!! I want to go to a world, A place with acceptance, love, beauty, no judgement, just excepting one another differences, learning from a different perspective rather than judging what may not be your idea! I had experiences…I was appointed caregiver when my father was dying! He was delusional? Maybe what he saw was real? I remember right before he died the room became blue! Maybe a dream I think now, was so real for so long! A walkway through an Arbor drum, pools of fish…rainbows…the athenian, Egyptian structured buildings made of crystal and marble…Everything was a vibration, it was a frequency that everything understood each other, we could all hear each other that was the communication….The flower beds were I remember this blue rose but not a rose…it leaned towards me with love and it as a type of music…then I saw my dad…on marble stairs…he wore a Greek tunic with a golden sash…there were babies…all around him!!!he said don’t be sad this is my job! I get to be grampy…its temporary..our separation, its just temporary…you can come visit me in a blink of an eye…then wooooshhhhhh… And he was dead…and I was all alone! I want to find the place with the gardens and music….Maybe it was just a dream? Its time to search for that place….so I will wander with a lust for this memory? Or dream? I guess I won’t ever know if it was real!!!!but it felt so real! As time passes…I forget…it doesn’t seem real anymore!!!
Amazing. Sums up a lot. Thank you
You are looking for and dreaming of paradise, new Jerusalem, the new heaven and new earth. The first world that was created at the beginning but remains hidden until the end of time, when this world will pass away and the new heaven and earth will be made visible. In the new heaven and earth, there will be trees of paradise, gardens and even tall structures. Jesus referred to “this place” (heaven) when he told his disciples he is going to prepare a place for them. He even stated, in my father’s house there are many mansions. Heaven will be on earth, no longer in the heavens and no longer hidden to humanity. Heaven is where the invisible creator dwell, when he brings down His city into the new heaven and earth, He will dwell with man on the new earth. The age of the gods will begin again. Where the creator is, that place is considered heaven and paradise
I recognise this wanderlust. Whenever I arrive at a new place I can’t wait to get to know all the land that surrounds it, particularly in cities; I want to get right outside beyond it and see the space and nature. Wherever I travelled I felt mostly at home and often more at home and relaxed than in the UK. I gel well with religious cultures and not so much with Westerners and Europe. I don’t identify with Europe in my soul. I don’t think this wanderlust is ‘the grass is always greener’ illusion, it feels a deep soul yearning for a different world – as I don’t recognise this world nor it’s way of thinking and doing things. I never have had much respect for the establishment from a very early age. I liked art and dreams and magic and animals and play acting and dressing up, writing diaries and reading sci fi and fantasy and as I grew up I like Jung, Krishnamurti, Terrence McKenna – I am an expansionist – however, this is a big universe inside a fairly quiet person – such is life as an rh-negative, a sense of not finding an outlet for our understanding – and when we do, often we are sidelined!