Further Adventures With the First Angel. The Center
Prelude to the next Journey... Reflections
A more applicable name will come later as the story unfolds and ideas present themselves. This is always the way it is when a mind is sent to some far away place. An extended arm can go no further. This, any of us will agree to. The same arm holding a specialized tool has greater reach. This, too, is easily accepted. This set of analogies is useful because we have learned just a bit about the universal law of correspondences. The mind has a greater reach than the arm. And the mind, when prepared and supplemented by a directed will is best of all. It will go wherever we send it. These thoughts were among the many considered by the classical philosophers. One such was Pythagoras. His particular method was to view the universe as a sort of calculated landscape through which he could then wander at his ease. And later he described what he found through the language of mathematics. Other thinkers used different techniques. Each, though, in allegorical terms, represented an extension to the arm of the ordinary man. This realization was the beauty of the beginnings of our apprehension of worlds that, although close, were far away, normally outside our ken. The above ramblings are only one way of describing the worlds of the philosopher. The single thing, the lowest common denominator which they all shared, was the daring to ask questions, to discover, to refuse to believe in absolute terms. It was, and is, no more complex than that. Shall we continue? In the last story a group of human beings, first in their astral bodies, left the local Earth’s heavens on a journey to the center, our systemic creative center, the spiritual center of our physical star, our sun. They were guided by an angel, a Lady who, for a time, enclosed them all in her aura as a means of leaving our world to see what might be beyond. And then they returned. In the next journey we will dare to go further, much further. Yes, the First Angel will help us again but this time she, too, at a certain point, will be held within the aura of a yet greater being. Our immediate destination will be the Hall of Memories in which the history of our Solar System and those great ones who inform it, left their footprints. Once there we will learn just a little bit about this part of the galaxy. Then we will leave and travel to ??? The first thing is to call everyone to gather in the Astral Healing Room where we will make preparations to depart. As usual we will travel in our magical carpet. Our guide will be the Lady now in her role of the agent of the Three Sisters. To be continued… |
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Further Adventures With the First Angel, The Center
part 1 Reunions The Healing Room is a very real place. It exists in just about the center of the Earth’s astral plane which means that it is made of astral matter. We claimed to have created it as a place of temporary refuge from the trials of physical plane living but, in truth, it was there all the time. We are not the first to use it. However our descriptions and associations are ours alone. Each of us has the ability to create, easily, in astral plane matter. If we ever all meet in person sometime this can be easily demonstrated. We travel to the Healing Room in our periods of sleep or during light meditations. Once there we meet and interact in astral real time. (time on the astral is slower than here on Earth. 45 minutes there will be similar to an hour on Earth. In the Room we interact with each other, often in complex ways then record those here on the thread. None of this is imagination. It is not magic. It is no more than ordinary experiences except that now we are knowingly transferring, stepping down so to speak, from a slightly higher state of being to a lower. There is one last point to be made. Once the path is discovered it is a simple matter to again traverse the distance, again and again. We know the way. For any who may be joining us now for the first time the Room is just that. Descriptions are provided in the first story. Representatives of all the families of life on Earth can be found here. Three of these seem to have adopted us. They remain as caretakers. Lady Pumpkin is an Indian elephant upon whose back lays the responsibility of wisdom keeping. Next is an African giraffe. Her name is High Bette. She watches over, guards always and offers guidance for any who have a need. Lastly, closer to the ground, is our friendly pig. Goodness is her name. She sleeps most of the time but don’t let that fool you. She misses nothing. Lady Pumpkin, High Bette and Goodness. In these three can we see just a bit of the elemental structure of the universe? Wisdom, Watchfulness, Essence. A triangle, stable, reassuring. One of many correspondences to be discovered. It is morning now in the lands surrounding the Room. In the distance a line of hills behind which the rising run is poised to begin a new adventure. In the garden just outside of the Room are some who have just arrived. Anala, BigJohn and Elfin. Seems like whenever we turn our minds in this direction they are there, looking back at us. Others are arriving now. Just Tim is at the tree line, coming this way. Near the lake, if we look carefully we can see Gemma. She sits near the water but her attention is turning now. Up on the roof of the Room Legrand is having a conversation with High Bette. Something about some activity high in the sky to the north. We shall see. The sun is peeking over the horizon now and others are approaching. According to our customs each brings gifts of food which will be shared, pot luck fashion with the others. We remember Lomax. Unseeking Seeker is near. Lady Pumpkin recognizes him. Perhaps some new arrivals will join us? The usual routine in the Healing Room is to meet and share a meal then, usually, we all recline for naps. Healing side trips then are begun. Inside are beds around the perimeter, a table and chair in the center. A window for each of the cardinal directions. Light. Up above is an oculus. Sometimes we find that High Bette is watching us from that vantage. Each of us has a story to tell. None are blank canvasses. Adventures from long before. Memories. In addition we sense and share karmic patterns, especially those which we have in common. As we do so we attract the attention of our guides who draw near. We sense them and are reassured. Quiet. Safety. Stability. Good company. We all set aside the burdens of living below, on the Earth. Just for a moment we are free of it all. It’s funny but this is kind of like children on a sleep over. Companionship. Story telling. Flights of fancy. Jokes. Best of all good food and plenty of it. In the Healing Room and it’s gardens we need not worry about calories. Those concerns are left behind, down below on the Earth. A spiritual adventure need not be all work. We have fun too. And so the stage is set for a new adventure. We gather outside the entrance to the Room. Lady Pumpkin has arrived and waits patiently. Near her on the ground is our magical carpet. Is every one here? Does everyone have their baskets of food? All set? Off to the north a light appears, moving swiftly in our direction. Yes. We know who it is. Our good friend, our guide. The Lady is returning. We watch as a glowing light slows then descends slightly to a position just off the ground. We don’t just see the Lady, we feel her energies. Power and a healing warmth that flows through us all. Yes. This time we know her aura. Our eyes adjust to the brilliance, or is it our third eyes? No one speaks yet the answers us saying, “Yes. Once again it’s time… Will you join us? We will see what there is to see.” We know just what this means. There is room for us all and to spare on the carpet which has the ability to expand as required. We sit. At a nod from BigJohn Lady Pumpkin moves nearer. In some magical way that has never been explained the carpet now rises up, moves laterally, and settles on Lady Pumpkin's back while changing it’s shape to a traditional Howdah. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howdah Like children watching the stars to see if one will move…. We wait. To be continued... |
Part 2 Departure
As we did before we step onto the magical carpet, all of us. We carry gifts of food because we anticipate a picnic event just like last time. This time a little differently though. Another landscape to discover. Again we note that the carpet has enlarged itself to suit. Each of us is now seated. It rises slowly from the “ground”. Now shaped in proper Indian fashion it settles on the back of our sturdy Lady Pumpkin who turns her head slightly. She is in control now. High Bette and Goodness are with us. Strange they seem to have changed their size or maybe it’s just my imagination. But they have no trouble at all settling in for the ride. Is something missing? Here they come. From the far north lands of the Sami peoples our reindeer friends come to lend a hand. And what do you know, Rudolph is in the lead. Lady Pumpkin raises her trunk in greeting. They descend and array themselves. Imagine a coach and four of the nineteenth century and gain some idea of our anticipated departure. Remember? The aroma of the horses as they stamp their feet, wanting to be off? It’s the way it was before we all had cars. Sometimes dangerous but exciting. In much the same way now, even in the astral plane, our assembled friends seem just a bit impatient. So let’s go shall we? Slowly we raise from the “ground” outside the garden Room. It is hard to understand though. Are we rising or is the “ground” being lowered? Slowly we begin to move forward, now with a slight nose up attitude that reminds us of our first airplane ride. Below us the landscape is smaller. Are we really moving or is there some other magic in play? We are used to our physical bodies but these have been left behind. The sensory apparatus too… This is the middle astral plane. Things are not quite the same. As we gain speed again we note there is no sensation of velocity, no rush of air blowing our hair or for us to listen to using our hearing. We just know it. Colors now change. Our speed is tremendous. In our field of vision though we seem to see clouds in the distance. Always the remain just out of reach even though our speed must be phenomenal. But then as we began we now slow. And as we do the scenery again changes. Now, instead of seeing some kind of Earth like landscape we find ourselves in a place where pastel colors and shapes form our surroundings. We see these and we know what they are. How does this happen? Remember in the last story? We traveled to the highest of the Earth’s heavens? We are there again, now. We rest. As we come to rest a vision before us. Just in this area we see familiar shapes. A mental plane equivalent of the Garden appears. We, Lady Pumpkin, is standing on a grassy surface again. It seems the same as before except that now we can gaze into the distance and see the cloud like shapes each peopled by points of light. Colors changing as we watch. Dynamic. Moving but staying in one place too. Almost incomprehensible. We wait… but for what? It is quiet now. Imagine a quiet place on Earth. So quiet one could hear the respiration of the smallest of biological life forms. This is one million times as quiet. It is, in fact, heavenly. To be continued… |
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Part 3 The Seven Sisters of Lore
We will digress from the story in order to provide background which will lead to the events of the next part. In the first story we traveled with Lady Pumpkin to a portion of the mid astral plane that is set aside for animal souls. We visited animal heaven where they rest just like we do between incarnations. There we had interesting experiences. It was from that point that we continued to the higher Earth realms and finally to our spiritual center, our star. In this journey we go directly to our high mental plane heavens in preparation for the next phase. We have just arrived in the highest of the Earth’s local heavens, our mental plane. We are at a level at about the one third point. We wait… Of the eldest times on Earth we know little. Those who have access to the astral plane hall of memories are more fortunate however. But regardless it is a truth that no stories remain untouched through eons of telling and retelling. So it is now as we attempt to piece together a tale, a very ancient one. But since the story only sets the stage for the present we may allow it to be satisfactory. We have come to call them the Pleiadeans. The word simply means “those who sail the vast expanses”. The people themselves had their own names of which we remember naught now. Their origin was the cluster of stars known as the Pleiades. As we humans tend to do we mix truth with inventions and create legends. It matters not. The fact of visitors from those distant suns is factual. And they were colonists. We remember them now as the sisters, seven in number. But only three came to our world. These are the sisters of lore. Although parts of their exploits are fictional they are, on the whole, true accounts. Our world was visited by them, long ago. Here is a bit more… What little we remember of those times are given us by the Greeks and Egyptians. Of course there are other accounts in the east, especially from ancient India. But here is a note of interest. At a time very remote, perhaps as far back as 150,000,000 years ago, a group of adventures, colonists arrived at the Earth intent on staying permanently, continuing their line. They originated from three planets associated with the group of stars that we know today as the Pleiades. Since the dominant of these groups were matriarchal we come to refer to them as the sisters. The home stars were seven. Since their arrival humanity has come and gone several times on Earth. Legends have a way of remaining though. Gaps of knowledge have always marked the interstitial periods but knowing this the people’s of each time left records. This is the way it was… In our era it was the Atlantians who kept the records. For those who are interested a vault still exists within the rock basins of the now deep ocean west of the entrance to the inland sea. Those who knew of impending doom made duplicates of those and carried them to new repositories in both Greece and Egypt. This is the source of the tales regarding secrets beneath the lion’s paw. They are true. But back to or story now… In the generations succeeding the arrival of the travelers (from Pleiades) the home lands were visible in the heavens; not forgotten. This is when the legends of the seven sisters were first devised. They, originally, were meant to honor the memories of those great ones who were left behind (in the home star systems). Daughters of prominent women were named after those elders who would never again be known. A sign of respect. And later when the Greeks transcribed these stories they wrote the names in their own language. Today we recognize them as entities in Greek mythology but we may not have a full appreciation of their full stories. In Greek the names of the seven were: Taygete, Merope, Maia, Electra, Celæno, Asterope and Alcyone These name also are recorded in old Egyptian. Those who have an interest may research them. You will find that the were given to be gods probably because of their mystical antiquity. It is true though that both the Greeks and the early Egyptians knew of the records that told of the ancient ones. Many tales were later adapted and given, then, modern contexts. This is the way it usually is with men. But now back to our story… The return of our guide, the Lady. To be continued... |
Part 4 The Seven and the Seven
The Healing Room and it’s surrounds are now far away. Our speed? Who can say? We are the seven travelers now… soon to be joined as one. Do we remember in the first adventure we left the astral and jumped up into the high end of the mental plane. Then from here we left the Earth’s heavens and ascended to our spiritual center, Sol. This time we will take a somewhat different route. We will stay in the lower heavens, in the higher end of the astral until we reach our first destination. Then, at that distant system we will shift up in order to continue. Is everyone settled in? BigJohn and Miss Hepburn in the fore. He watches Lady Pumpkin intently and she… she knows. In the rear is Bartholomew sitting as though on a snow sled, knees raised, arms around them. Just in front of him is Gem. She has brought her favorite blanket and is wrapped tightly. Warm. Around us are the others. The distance a small glowing. It grows larger. It approaches now and we know, we remember the Lady, the First Angel. We are truly flying now at far beyond the speed of light. We approach the speed of thought. The Lady is flying with us now, in formation. As yet she only appears as the glowing orb of pastels ringed with gold. Quite indescribable. We know these colors. They signify spiritual status of high ranking. In her natural state now, to the astral, there is no need for conversation. But she greets us as before. We just seem to hear her in our minds. She bids us sleep, sleep. Rest for the journey will be long. Passing Orion we pass close by the very faint star, the ancient one. A dead world now orbits it very closely. It will soon become one with the sun which is very red and small. The Lady speaks. You do not remember this world that we have slowed to inspect. It was from here that another group of human beings left, long, long ago on a voyage to your world, the Earth. They were colonists, some of many who made the journey to a better planet. We are in the system that is known on Earth as Orion. Three bright stars and this one which is very faint. There are other stories that will be of interest but these will be saved for another time, another place. Perhaps for another life. Know, though, that each of you carries the genetic signatures of those ancients who lived in this system. Her speech stops now and all is quiet as we increase our velocity again. Remember we are traveling in the astral for two reasons. The first is for our own comfort. Here in this plane that we all know so well we are able to use the familiar senses which are so similar to when on Earth. And second. We are able to slow and view this star system and know that we all have ties to it. Now as our speed has increased again the scenery reverts to the vision like movement towards a horizon which seems to, curiously, raise or curve upward before us. In our restful state we see, or feel with our minds, the shifting of colors which almost assume definite shapes. But all is in some wondrous state of flux. A magical place which has no end that we are aware of. Sleep again. It is quiet. Time passes. It seems to slow as we speed on our way. It seems years to us that have passed. Of course this is not true. It must be that some change in consciousness has had an effect on our perceptions. But now we are roused from our induced rest and become aware of a change in our course. And we are slowing. To a stop… But where are we and where is the Lady? In a dream now we sense the Lady nearby. Strange the way with such tremendous speed we have no sense of motion at all besides the curving of the horizon which although real seems to us to be no more than some natural process unrelated to what we are about. We continue now. We share a dream and in it we find a carpet being led by reindeer in the night sky. We are now again in the universal astral plane and have no inkling of the physical through which we speed. The animals too are asleep and for them are dreams of sweet grasses, fresh water and freedom from all the small things that irritate. How much time has passed? Not the question that matters because here time is flowing more slowly. Strange… an increase of speed results in a slowing of time and at the same time our vision is enhanced. We had thoughts of a rest somewhere and a chance for a picnic. Not yet. We slow now and the Lady reappears keeping pace on our left. She raises an arm and points towards the distance where we see a brightness of some sort. It is coming towards us. No. We are drawing near to it. Slower now. We awake and find ourselves at the perimeter of an orb of some kind within which are portions of another place. We have have arrived at the boundary of the heavens of some other world. Like and yet unlike to our own Earth’s. We are made to feel welcome here in some unspoken way. We know that this illusion is just for us. As this awareness comes to us we look at the Lady. She returns our gaze and smiles. Yes. It is true. Below us is what seems to be firm and solid. We descend. Now lightly touching down our own Lady Pumpkin adjusts her pace and, putting on the brakes so to speak, we stop. Now we can wake up, if that is the right term because here it is hard to be sure about what we are about. Looking again we find that we are surrounded by what seems to be an impressionist’s depiction of a landscape which contains familiar elements such as ground and vegetation. The colors though are off. Has anyone ever seen a purple tree? Without being bid we alight. The carpet is now spread wide on the ground. We are asked to sit down and watch. As we do this another story begins. We’ve arrived at some intermediate destination. We thought we would be hungry for some lunch. Maybe later. All of our animal friends are arranged around us reclining or standing in accordance with their kind. Once again the Lady commands our attention. Again she raises an arm and points in the direction of another glowing abstract, up high somewhere but in motion. In a moment it is upon us and we feel what on Earth might be a breeze. No. Here it is a directed energy field that when touching our bodies seems to bring a strange feeling of being nourished. Thus enchanted we set aside thoughts of lunch and wait… Now the Lady speaks. We are the seven travelers. Upon us now is a story of the seven sisters as they were known to those ancients on Earth in times before, long before the great floods of history. In part five we will discover the answer to one of the great mysteries. Just a little about the mechanical processes, that is to say the “spiritual mechanics” that hold together the whole of the created universe(s). We will find that the seven sisters of lore are representative of the seven “pathways” that emanate outwards from the galactic creative center. We are about to learn of the seven “rays” that lay behind the twelve constellations or astrology and of the great ones who maintain these. But more important is the “why” of it all. In a moment we will find out. We may have noticed that as our journey takes us further from our home worlds we seem to have adapted in a way which is just a bit unfamiliar. This perhaps unexpected phenomena is simply due to the fact that on Earth we are personalities but here, far from the influence of our world we are compelled to react, adjust to new environs so to speak. Our animal friends feel this to a somewhat stronger degree. But all of us are within the protective shield of the Lady's aura now. All will be well. To be continued... |
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Yeah. Maybe an excursion to the lands where Angels are born where we could discover the secrets of their evolutionary paths. Could we? I wonder... A trusted corroborator would be needed. :director2: Someone who knew her way around angeldom. But for all who are following, the next part in our Further Adventures will set the stage for a really heavy duty revelation involving the links between spiritual and physical. Right now our party has arrived in a stellar system which is one particular of the "Seven Sisters" in the constellation Pleiades. And why would our Lady, our First Angel lead us here? We shall soon know. We are about to discover the spiritual essence of the feminine... but the beginnings will follow. |
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I am aware of a general story direction but the details? I discover them only a few moments before "Submit Reply" is clicked. This arrangement takes a little getting use to. I think a day or so will find us moving again. And my trusty Gem will no doubt prod me if I am late. Right now I can see that BigJohn has broken down a fresh bale of alfalfa for Lady Pumpkin and a salad of watermelons, oranges and potatoes for Goodness. High Bette, not to be forgotten, finds the joy of discovery in bundles of fresh acacia leaves and twigs. All that she could ask for... and more. These were courtesy of the ever mindful Anala. She never misses anything. And Elfin is watching too. We can "see" you too girl. The Lady is about to return now. We wait. |
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Part 5 Towards the Center
We are far, quite far, away from Earth now. Yes. We are still in the ethereal/astral planes because those two are the basic, lower spiritual planes which “support and inform” the physical no matter where it may be. Should they be removed the physical universe would collapse causing the dissipation of the fourth as well. In this grand scheme of things each galaxy is autonomous. The physical is a combination of the three lower subtle planes. The four. This is the way it is. We are about to leave again now. After a few adjustments we will travel to the galactic center. Here… we will discover a set of truths unlike any that we heard before. But first we must care for our younger brothers and sisters, the animals, those who serve as companions. Where they are in the spiritual realms, we once were. As before, here they will wait as we resume our journey. The Lady now calls to her counterparts in this part of the constellation of stars which make up the seven. They respond. A moment later three other angels appear. We stare, awestruck. We wait. The lady returns to us now with news that our animal companions will be visited by others, kindred animal souls from nearby worlds. They appear strange to us. As they approach our carpet we see flying and crawling creatures of descriptions that cause us to wonder about the worlds they normally live on. They pause. Now Lady Pumpkin raises her trunk in greeting and they respond in their own ways. Goodness is met by a small land walking creature whose duties on her home world include the preservation of habitat. High Bette is happy to meet another who seems to understand the need for balance in food distribution. And Lady Pumpkin is happy to find that in each world there are those who hold the ground firm in their social habits. The preservers. Lastly our reindeer are met by others around whose lives are shaped the frozen worlds of a particular planet which is far from the so called “goldielocks zone” of our Earthly lore. These are happy to meet and exchange stories. All in all we find a cultural bread basket of realities. Meeting and sharing. We sometimes say the world is not such a small place after all. (“It’s a small world after all”). Remember the tune? Converted to the next higher harmonic it reveals kinship to those other lands that are a valid part of our galaxy. Now we move on… Our animal friends are left in the company of their kin from far away. Never mind the physical forms, the souls are the same. Right now our party has arrived in a stellar system which is one particular of the "Seven Sisters" in the constellation Pleiades. And why would our Lady, our First Angel lead us here? We shall soon know. We are about to discover the spiritual essence of the feminine... but the beginnings will follow. We may have wondered, from time to time, what the significance of the number seven is to us. It indicates a fundamental. The three and the four equals “the one”. In this context the “one” is a way of describing the path that human souls are all upon. Now take this idea a step higher (several correspondences higher to be more exact) and find that the principal, consciousness has a reverse side which is evolution. The two are interdependent. All else is arranged in complimentary fashion. We may learn more of this later but now our story resumes. In the company now of our Lady and the others, the seven we move again, guided/surrounded by them all. Never has the idea of comfort had such profound meaning. It is almost as though we are about to re-enter the womb but why, for what purpose? Here on Earth science has theorized the existence of somewhat arbitrary points in space at which the gravitational influences of nearby bodies, regardless of mass, are found to be equal in effect. This has been called the Lagrange Point. This point of symmetry within the seven stars is our destination. As we approach we see the eight angels in our company, our guides are repositioning themselves. Our Lady, as our guide and protector holds us all within her aura for where we are about to go we would never survive should we find ourselves alone. We watch now as the seven others divide into the three and the four. Each group assuming what appear to be geometrical designs. Our Lady now moves towards and joins the essential triangle of the three which then close in upon us. Should, within these great assemblages feel apprehensive? She reads our thoughts and smiles. No, children, watch now to see what happens. We seem to sleep but quickly realize that it is an illusion only. In truth we are being raised up. We are not told but seem to be witness to some events which are taking place far away in time and space. One would think that by this time we would be used to adventures with unexpected twists and turns… but no. Each time something new is presented we gaze in wonder. We are silent now as is the Lady who we no longer can see. All about us is darkness, a representation of what we on Earth would call a pure energy field. Around us and seeming to infuse, penetrate us to some unknown degree is a sensation of pressure. Warm, reassuring we receive visions which we only call the “source”. But that is not quite right as we will soon see. Movement again. This time we seem to be far removed from any vessel though. Imagine watching through a window and seeing another series of windows in alignment and beyond? The sensation of an extreme now in velocity. We are traveling, if we could find a way to measure, at nearly the speed of thought. Note: As the speed of light is the limit in the physical, the speed of thought is the corresponding limit in the combined ethereal/astral/mental. This is a fact worth remembering. Again we sleep. This time for a longer period. We are told that time is an illusion. That is not quite right. Flexible would be a better word. As we approach the speed of thought while recognizing this fact we are overcome with a sudden profound sense of recognition. It is like nothing before. Imagine suddenly understanding the fourth principal of the created universe all at once, with no warning. This is reason we sleep in the safety of the great aura surrounding us. Were it not for that we would have been overcome by now. But let’s continue. For one watching from some high place he might see four angels with linked arms speeding towards some unknown destination on some unknowable mission. Who are they and what are they about? It is not for the watcher to know. And now they have passed out of our sight. Again we slow, or seem to, it is not easy to sense when we are enclosed by barriers, shields. We wait. After a time we stop. We wait. A dream seems to begin. One in which we are watching a story of us. The Lady says to us: “watch and be witness to the events of long ago”. In the dream we are beings, rather a single much greater array which, like a nest of eggs, will begin some destined path. We are guided by others. We are not possessed of the lower forms of awareness such are found in personalities. Those will come later. We do not think of things but we know, are aware of it all. It is ours. The Impulse is the whole of what gives dimension to our being. Are were in motion but now have stopped. Now we move again. In a blinding flash we have passed through some portal, an orifice of unknowable qualities. Our speed now increases. Surrounding us is darkness but it dissipates as we seem to know we are slowing. And in a moment we have stopped. And again we wait. Yes, the Lady within whose aura we are safely enclosed, is still there. To be continued. |
Preface to part 6
Lest the readers lose track of events we began this journey in the Earth’s astral plane, leaving from our familiar Healing Room. Again we were guided by our Lady, the First Angel to another world. Along the way we passed the constellation of Orion. Here we paused to peek at the remains of an old planet circling a dying star. This was home to a race of human beings a very long time ago. They were some of those who migrated to Earth. Then we resumed our journey and stopped within the constellation of Pleiades. We stop at the la grange point and are joined by seven other angels who, in cooperation with our Lady escort us to what, we find later, is the center of our Milky Way galaxy. Now we have arrived and have entered what seems to be a dream state. Have we noticed that virtually all of the angels are feminine? There are also male angels but since we are embarked on a discovery of creation we are guided by the mistresses of creation in this case embodied by lady angels. And the males? They are those who stand in harmonic opposition. More about this later. Now let’s continue. |
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I think there will be two more parts. In the next we will go a little further to explain the various angelic meetings and speak about what we see as we move along. There will be another shift upwards in the spiritual and then another for just a brief glimpse of ???? There will be a surprise side trip... the Lady will show us something really quite wonderful.
In the last part we will begin the return to our home world heavens. Then, in the Healing Room we will rest for a bit but then learn more about where we have been. The purpose??? We will take from this a better understanding of the structure of the spiritual worlds. And then the trans-universal principal of consciousness will mean so much more. After that???? |
Part 6 The portal
Until now in our adventure we remained in the lower heavens, the ethereal, astral and mental. This was so that we could observe and appreciate the wonders of our galactic heavens. Here it is too that we met those other angels whose business, their raison d'être Will be discovered. We are about to pass through a portal of grand significance. In the previous story we did a similar thing. We moved from the Earth’s heavens into the higher so that we could approach our own local creative center, Sol. (our sun). There we learned of the presence of greater beings and one in particular, quite literally, through whom our solar system and all it contains is held alive. We had left the Earth’s heavens and, shifting up, with the help of the First Angel, we able to enter the Sun’s heavens. Then, from that vantage point, we gained a better appreciation of the structure of our solar system. We are just about to make another transition, this time from the galactic ethereal/astral/mental up higher and into the higher galactic heavens. We will then be looking into a realm which existed before the original moment of creation spoken of in Earth lore. It is often inappropriate to give names to such things as these so often vary, and thus cause disagreement, within Earth cultures. No matter. We have come so far. We will take the risk. Remaining in the shield of the First Angel’s aura we seem to have stopped. Remember there are seven of us in the party. Each, we will find later, will see and interpret what is about to happen in their own way, according to their positions in the scheme of lower plane living. But in a group each will find that they have access now to greater meanings. We seem to be watching now and in the distance, if that is the right word for all surrounding us seems to be pure energy with so little definition, we see the approach of others. Quickly they arrive and stop. We have been met, but by whom? We are joined by the Seven (sisters). Now as we watch these arrange themselves around us and, with the Lady, our First Angel, we watch as a new combined aura envelopes us, the travelers. They will be our protectors and guides. In their care we will be allowed to visit realms that no Earth souls have access to. As I say this though I must make the exception that this is not strictly true. Those who are yet incarnating on Earth, those who have achieved the level of adept and master, do have such access. We cannot write more about these here. Theirs is an entirely different story. But let’s continue into what some on Earth refer to as that which lays “beyond” the Buddhic, the Atmic plane. Once again we have the sensation of movement but not, this time, through space. No. We are moving through consciousness. Much different it seems. Unfamiliar yet at the same time recognizable. As the auras of these protect they also avail us of the properties of correspondence. In this instance we can continue to use our Earth senses to appreciate what would otherwise be incomprehensible. We continue. We are given to know that we are about to receive the opportunity to participate first hand and to gain a better understanding of the elemental process of creation and it’s counterpart, the return. Before we can continue we are instructed regarding the nature of that which existed before the great (explosive) event that we on Earth often recognize as being the moment of creation. Consciousness, being an elemental principle, exists. If it is more convenient we can refer to this as God consciousness. The landscape of the atmic plane is wholly different from any that we are used to. We do not “see” things but instead “realize” them. And in place of “moving about” we “create”. In the simplest terms possible we might say we create as we progress. With this in mind now let’s continue. Our angel friends now, in their group formation, are going to show us (by creating it) a point in “space” (not the right word) which is a blinding light within which or seemingly through which mazes of “matter” rush at velocities which defy description. We are told that this continuous activity is no less than the return to high spiritual worlds that which has previously been created. And we realize we are “seeing” a spiritual sort of recycling center. We do not understand the need for such but maybe later. We are told that as we know everything in nature is cyclic. This process is not limited to lower plane nature. It also applies to higher planes. And behind it all, if it were possible for us to know it, is the most elemental consideration of all. Remember the question, “what is the business of God?” Remember the answer we were given (through Bartholomew in a post). “The business of God is to express”. That is all. This is the limit of out understanding. The essential nature of all things, created and non created, evolves and is cyclic. This is the process which leads to purification of expression. (Spiritual growth) We move away from what is shown us now and seeming to turn race away at speeds far exceeding even those incredible rates found on the mental. What we will view is being created before us, for our benefit. We slow and come to a stop. Before us is a world which seems to be like a planet in pastels. We seem to be seeing it but certainly we can feel it throughout out beings. The angels loosen their formation now. They seem to be smiling amongst themselves. Then we understand. We are at the home world of the angels. It is here that they begin, here they learn, here they return from time to time for the periodic cleansing that all beings require. Remember the cyclic natures of all? No created being is exempt or held harmless in the midst of that which they must move in the performance of their duties. It is true, too, with angels. From our more familiar lands of the Earth we do not realize this but it is so. Now we are allowed just a peek into other worlds. It is given to us to expand our consciousness just enough…. The world before, or is it below, us glimmers and changes shapes. Looking closer we see movement. We do not move but we are allowed to send our minds down, down to within the mazes of luminescence. We find that if we slow we are rewarded with visions of structures made of light. And within these are light beings moving about. Several pause and look our way, inquiring… but they continue with their own business. There are columns and domes, sometimes with openings which look like Roman oculi. We are given to know that these serve as “leaning centers”…. Here is where young angels receive their educations. Like us, they learn and grow. Lastly we find a body of what appears to be water. The surface shimmers but there are no waves. We seem to know that we are looking at a specialized form of energy. Yes. Something is out of sight to us. It houses or hides a center within which angels are graded and given courses, areas of activity (service areas) in which they will do their future work. A darkness descends now and we are bid sleep…. Unable to resist we obey. Again we are near to the portal that we saw before. Again we watch as “matter” at a terrific, immeasurable rate, flows. To our left there is light racing by but it expands and now, to our right… it vanishes from our view. Our attention now returns to the angels. There are seven and there is our guide, the Lady. Eight in total. It is given us to wonder, to ask, who are these and what are their occupations. What disciplines constitute the duties of these high beings? In what ways are they arranged. And what is the seeming portal that we just saw? Something to do with the creative processes? May we know these things? Yes. Be patient readers. More will be revealed. To be continued |
Um....wow.
(Does not express this excerpt of the continuing lesson or story!) Thank you. :smile: |
A very nice way to describe a form of ''travelling'' in the higher planes.
Could not of wrote it better. Bravo! Antoine Quote:
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Thank you James/bartholemew,you are filling in all the gaps for me.Some things that you write seem somehow familiar.
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Thanks. It's the same for me. In the next part more details will be provided about "things" and "places" that were only briefly mentioned previously. Most notably will be a more thorough explanation about the processes of creation and "decreation". There will also be a major (and hopefully fun) twist in the story. After that.... a conclusion with a short final statement.
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This is the true definition of free will, in place of moving about we create. I find it easy to predict the future of someone that acts and follow its ego. That person has no free will. But it is impossible to predict the future of someone that creates it as it goes. That person has free will. Antoine |
Interesting summation.
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Part 7 Dreams within dreams
A sleep unlike no other that we have known is upon us but even in this state we sense the comforting aura which surrounds. Strange… If we could but remember the womb. Yes. It is the same. If we had to describe it in a single word it would be "nourishing". The sleep now changes, reverting to some more familiar experience. We begin to visualize and a sequence of things, memories, fantasies, disjointed events? Yes. We are dreaming. A horizon appears in the distance. Below is a lighted pathway. Above and to the sides we see a darkness, a field of energy within which several points of Light seem t move. Closer and now we recognize our animal friends. They return to us but why in this dream state? We cannot reason it out. As they near we see more clearly, Lady Pumpkin, Goodness, High Bette….. yes even Rudolph and his companions are here. It seems they have had dreams of their own. They arrive now and we note that we are all, once again, seated or reclining on a green lawn which seems to glow of it’s own vitality. Everyone is here. The seven companions of the journeys just completed, home again in the Garden. Our familiar Healing Garden. What has happened? To so suddenly have arrived back at out starting point is somewhat of a shock. Indeed it takes a moment or two for us to sort out which reality we may be in now. Finally Big John rises and goes to the animals. Do they sense the same as we? Apparently so however they recover more quickly. With stamping front feet Lady P reminds John that they have not eaten in quite a while. Yes. We are home. Or are we? We have all dreamed the same things. Very curious. And in the awakening a most unusual rush of some unknown quantity. A transportation perhaps? Anala speaks: “It is a dream within a dream”. Gem nods: “Yes. How else can this be explained”. Just Tim, sensible as always, says “I’m hungry. Let’s eat”. Miss Hepburn, now on her feet, stands off to the side… she finds understanding in silence. Where is Elfin? Yes. She remains reclined on the carpet. And Legrand? Perched now on the roof he speaks with High Bette. Yes. She and her kin also dreamed in ways which were quite amazing. Sleep is upon us all again but this time it is within the familiar Earth’s astral plane, in the Garden which we have created for any and all who suffer. Here healing and solace are to be found. Never a harsh word or deed. Complete safety, for a time, from the trials below on the planet we, temporarily, call home. Sleep….. But not for long. The point of Light that we know as the Lady (the First Angel) has reappeared in the distance. Swiftly she approaches, descends and alights on the lawn among us. “This, at least is not a dream” one of us has just thought. She smiles in return. “No, it’s real”. She continues: “And the dreams? They were not as you imagine them. Remember the concept of correspondences. We, all of us, did travel to distant points, upward through spiritual levels, discovering as we went. It only seems a dream now because we are, necessarily, using our Earth minds to recall. Translation is necessary. We suddenly realize that during our recent adventure which, to us, was so substantial, we had never left our Garden. We were, in all that time, seated on our carpet, on the lawn where we find ourselves now.” This explains the strange “heaviness” that we all seem to feel. Compared to where we have been, our astral bodies seem solid and somewhat unwieldy. Here we seem less conscious. That is why we seem to have dreamed. She continues by bidding us all be seated on the lawn again. “Do you wonder at what you saw, what was discovered, in our journey? Perhaps if we add to those memories the experiences will have more meaning”. She continues “our party could not have made the transitions, passing boundaries, as we did while in our Earth’s astral forms. Even with assistance this would not have been allowed.” But within the aura of the Lady we were, for a time, “one with her” and thus were able to visit other places, surpass boundaries. Of these a little was revealed. We are given to know with certainty that such realms exists and that they are not imaginary at all… but very real. And we know too that there are many realities. Perhaps these are more of the “many mansions” of the “Father” (creator)? Perhaps…. After a rest the adventure will continue in a different way. The Lady continues. “after we all have rested sufficiently we will revisit some of the ideas alluded to in our journey. We will expand upon various ideas and offer more in depth explanations. For this was the purpose after all. After a rest we see the garden table set with food. Imagine all the freshness of the planet below in fruits and grains in just the correct combinations. And honey is brought to us in small lighted jars by the visiting bees whose pleasure it is to serve. The animals too are served. Rudolph and his kin have found a snowy patch beneath which are thick layers of delectable mosses. High Bette has discovered new growth, tasty green new shoots at the tops of her favorite acacia trees. Goodness and Lady Pumpkin follow BigJohn to the barn wherein fresh bales of sweet alfalfa and watermelons wait. On the table are cherry and apricot tarts imagined by Anala. And to drink? Jars with tall necks. Corked. Earthenware to stay cool. Mixtures of light berry wine and honey. A mead like drink which is perfect for a homecoming. To be continued |
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The story, those who participated, the adventures… are all true. In the dream state we travel at will. We have been in the habit of visiting the Healing Room which is real, substantial on it’s own plane (somewhere near or just below the mid point of the Earth’s astral). While we were there another man on Earth might see what appeared to be a form, sleeping or in meditative state. This is our physical, waiting for us to return. And so it was, too, when, after leaving the Earth’s heavens and shifting up we might again have been thought to be asleep. A visiting soul in the astral might have seen one of us in the appearance of sleep. But we were, in reality, far away safely carried in the Lady’s aura. There is more to understand about being “carried” inside of an aura. It has to do with temporarily being shifted up so that we are compatible, for a time, with vibrations that are normally too high for us. In both stories we traveled extensively through the astral, whether it was the Earth’s, our solar system’s or somewhere else, far away. When, however, we “shifted up” to higher planes there was a correspondence in play. Imagine “C” on a piano keyboard. Look to the right and find it’s harmonics (other “C”s, the same tonal quality but higher on the scale. These are the correspondences. It is likewise in the spiritual realms. In these instances an observer might have seen both ours and the various animal forms seeming to be asleep on the distant lawn or closer to home in the Room. When we ascend to the higher realms we leave our relatively coarse astral bodies behind. This is what was meant when it was noted that we we enclosed within the aura of the Lady. We had been “moved to the right on our piano keyboard”. In addition it should be known that had we not been capable of such a shift upwards (due to our points in growth) it would not have been possible. Before a human soul can journey to high places it must first have earned the “right” to do so. This was the case. If we had not been capable the Lady, or First Angel in the story, would not have appeared as our guide. She would have, as an alternative, appeared to us while we were still in the physical. History is replete with such events. This, too, is true. In the second part of the story then as we traveled to and saw the very high land of the Angels we did so in a dream (state). Our physical forms were dreaming. Our astral were too. But this dream within a dream was made possible because of the agency of the Lady. She visited the atmic in such a way that we “remembered” in real time, the events of the time. Kindly remember that although I occasionaly quote from religious scriptures it is only because little tidbits found in various writings often agree with a point being made. And the Lady in the story? She is nothing to do with any woman in religious traditions. Or is she??? She represents the feminine arch-typical angelic entity without which we would be lost. And to be fair and balanced we must remember that the masculine is not forgotten. Those (angels) have different roles. With reference to the above we might, from time to time, read references to a man being “held in the palm of God’s hand”. An extension of this is seen also in the esoteric statement regarding the whole of the Earth. If it were possible for us to ascend beyond limits we would find that all that is manifest (below us) is but a dream. Wherever we happen to be at any time seems, to us, to be our reality. Understand this helps quite a lot. If the great one in our physical and ethereal star were to stop meditating… the solar system and all within it would be reduced to the lowest vibrational form of the physical. Our planet is different from the others in our system only because certain great souls hold it so through continuous deep meditation. These “great ones” are sometimes referred to as gods. Our souls may be free to travel to other worlds but while here on Earth we live within the influence of our “God”. Again… If we can manage to avoid seeing this statement through religious eyes we will have learned. 7 travelers, 7 angels, 7 heavens all in a story of 7 parts… In esoteric lore the number seven represents the broad area of spiritual, organization(al) aspects of being. In the story references to angels are made. Much is given anet them. Who they are. A little about their home worlds high above us. These are not so much parts of the story as they are adventurers in themselves. Since this is a story thread it is better that this other information be posted separately. These will include expanded, better explained, depictions of the lives of our angel friends. More in depth accounts of what they do including more about their functions as messengers. Look for these in another thread which will be entitled: A Little About Angels… in the next few weeks. Now here we all are in the Healing Room. Well deserved naps... In the story is it OK if we remember Matt Warne who perhaps was watching…? The End... |
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