MYTRE
SPEAKS: I must apologize for our story moving through different periods of
time.
You see our
Ship has entered the mid-fourth dimension of your planet Earth.
Therefore,
our broadcasts to you are greatly disrupted by the time differential between
the fourth dimension and your third dimensional physical world.
Furthermore,
your third dimensional physical world is expanding its essence into the fourth
dimensional expression of your reality.
Some of you
are able to follow the expansion of Gaia’s consciousness into the higher
frequencies of multidimensional Earth, and some of you cannot.
Therefore,
we are only in communication with those of you who can expand your
consciousness enough to calibrate your attention to the mid-fourth dimensional
version of your reality.
We know that
this expansion of your consciousness may be somewhat confusing to you because
you are also holding a physical form in the third dimension.
However, if
you are able to tune into our message, you are likely aware of your
multidimensional nature.
Hence, you
can also understand that there are many versions and frequencies of reality
swimming together in the great cosmic flow of the ONE.
As your consciousness becomes calibrated to the extending
arm of the higher frequencies of Gaia’s New Earth, you will flow into the
higher expressions of your planetary reality.
These higher frequencies of Earth all flow in the Cosmic Sea
of the NOW of the ONE.
Within this Cosmic Sea, the many timelines of “life on
planet Earth” intermingle like currents within the ocean.
Because of the intermingling of different timelines and the
frequencies of your changing reality, it is common for you, our ascending ones,
to simultaneously experience more than one reality.
We left off, or are still experiencing, our interaction with
our first contact person.
It is very common for those living in a polarized reality to
think that a unique experience can be a dangerous one.
This is the cautious thinking that is necessary for life on
a polarized reality.
We now remind you that our contact person’s last thoughts
were, “He wants to
tell me something, but I have a feeling I may not like what that is.
Fortunately, I have to go, so I can
put this communication off for now.”
CONTACT PERSON CONTINUES: I went through my morning with the feeling that the tall blond man with the
blue eyes was watching me.
Interestingly, his observation did
not feel invasive. In fact, it felt quite comforting; as if some who loved me
was over-looking me to make sure I was OK.
However, I had never met this man
before, so how could he love me?
Nonetheless, he seemed to radiate
love.
Eventually,
the business of my day took over my mind and I forgot the man, as well as the
feeling of love.
After all,
how often do people walk around feeling a radiation of love?
By nighttime
I had completely forgotten my experience of being protected by love and went to
bed, too tired from my busy day to even reflect on what had happened.
I remembered
paying my bills.
I remembered
going to the gas stations, the grocery store and the bank.
I remembered
going to work.
But I did
not remember the man with the loving feeling. Why?
Why did I
remember all the boring, survival things and forget the feeling of love?
However, I
did realize that I was wishing that I had someone looking over me and sending
me love.
I fell off
to sleep feeling depressed by the loneliness of my life.
I awoke the
next morning at my usual time and drug myself out of bed.
I was
exhausted and felt like I had not slept a wink.
However, I
did remember feeling sorry for myself as a fell asleep.
Then, when I
got in the shower and felt the warm water hit my head, I remembered something.
For just a
brief moment, I saw myself in a very large room with many people that I did not
know.
Even then, I
still did not remember the tall blond man with the blue eyes.
I was too
busy. I had to go to get some breakfast. I had some calls to make and then I
had to get ready for work. I had to go about my day, just like every day.
However, as
I got out of the shower, I found that I did NOT want to have this day be just
like every other day.
Something
had happened, but I could not quite remember it. I decided to put on my robe
and meditate. Whatever had happened yesterday upset me a great deal.
I had to
find out what that was and release it so that I would not be grouchy all day.
I went into
the other room, lit some candles and put on some soft music.
The
meditation meant that I would not have breakfast.
I was
hungry, in fact starving for something else. Unfortunately, I did not know what
that something was.
I was
surprised how quickly I went into a deep meditation.
It was as if
I was looking for something, or someone.
With that
thought I suddenly saw a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes.
I just got a
short glimpse of him, and then I doubted myself. Just one second of doubt and
the man disappeared.
Of course, I
knew he was not a real man, as he was just in my imagination.
However, I
wanted very much to spend some time with that imaginary man.
Within that
short glimpse I felt such love that I wanted to him to come back.
Therefore, I
tried and tried to get him to come back.
Why did he
leave so quickly?
Why wouldn't
he come back? I was getting increasingly angry.
I was angry
with him for leaving so soon and angry with myself for—well—I didn't know why I
was angry with myself.
In fact, anger
at my self felt normal. In a kind of sick way it felt comfortable.
If I was
angry with myself instead of being angry with others or the general condition
of my life, then at least I was not a victim. And then I started to cry.
I cried and
cried. In fact, I cried so much that I had to call in sick to work.
I went back
to bed and cried some more. Why was I crying?
I could not
possibly be crying because of an imaginary man that I kept forgetting.
But, my
tears were about forgetting.
While I lay
in bed amongst my tears and misery, I realized that there was a lot I had
forgotten. I could not remember what that "lot" was, but I felt the
hole in my heart.
There had to
be more to life than running errands and doing work. There just had to be!
Then I remembered
that when I was a child I always played with imaginary people.
I also
remembered how these imaginary people sent me love and understanding, which was
much more rewarding than anything I got in my outside world.
In fact, I
remembered how I had an inside world and an outside world. Inside was filled
with Faerie, Angels and people like the tall blond man with the blue eyes.
Then I
really cried. I sobbed until I could hardly breathe.
Suddenly, I
felt so very lonely—lonely for my inside life.
How could I
have forgotten what had made me happier than anything that I found in my
outside life?
With that
thought, I fell into a restless sleep.
When I
finally awoke it was mid-day.
All I could
remember was bits and pieces of a being back in that room with a group of
people.
Someone was
talking to us. Actually, it was more that some thing was talking to us
because it was certainly not human.
In fact, it
appeared to be a tall, glowing light that once in a while sent out a ray almost
like an arm.
I was hypnotized
by this Being and felt such love, not just coming from it, but also coming from
me.
I loved this
being so very, much. It was not a romantic love, or even a human love.
It was a
spiritual love like I used to feel for the Being that looked just like that
when I was a child.
It was then
that I began to remember. Then, beyond my control I fell into a deep trance.
I was in
that room with the great Being speaking to us, and I was sitting beside the
tall man with the blond hair and blue eyes.
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