Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Dear Beloved Volunteers to Assist Gaia--Arcturians and Galactic Family

Written within the NOW of 4-30-15

Dear Beloved Volunteers to Assist Gaia

We ARE the Arcturians

Beloved Multidimensional Leaders,

Within the NOW of Suzille’s last evening, we instructed her to prepare a Manual of many of our blog posts since January 2015. This Manual included much of what we have been sending to YOU, via our ONE wearing an earth vessel. All of you, our dear Leaders, are also wearing earth vessels, but are in constant contact with your Multidimensional SELF.

During the course of our “time” (according to your earth vessel) and our “NOW” (according to your SELF) we will assist you to deeply and intimately unite your current earth vessel with your higher dimensional expressions within the ONE of the NOW.

We would like to say that this unity would continue infinitely within your time-bound consciousness. However, you will only experience that deep sense of Unity with SELF while you are in a higher state of consciousness.

Hence, you can begin your class NOW by reviewing the messages that we have sent since the beginning of YOUR time of January 2015. WE (meaning the consortium of ALL your higher dimensional expressions) are gathering into ONE blissfully awaiting your NOW in which we can deeply and consciously unite.

First (speaking in 3D, sequential terms) you will unite with your “personal” (personal being a third dimensional term) higher expressions.

Then (again speaking in 3D sequential terms) you will unite with the members of your group. It is our intention that throughout our NOW with you, that we can assist you to remember your innate process of thinking and communicating within the NOW. 

We perceive this process of remembering and returning to full Unity Consciousness, much like a long row of “dominoes falling into a collective picture.” Once that first domino/human emissary clicks into unity with the ONE next to it, the entire stream of dominoes/human is activated into transition by the surrounding dominoes/humans.

Above is the link to your YouTube that we had Suzille find about the winner of the 2015 “domino contest.” We directed her to this YouTube because it demonstrated how just ONE domino clicked into action can create a chain of reactions that influences 500,000 other dominos.

We say “other” dominos, as the dominos are all individuals, yet they are ALL joined into ONE purpose. Note that it took an entire company to prepare for this “contest.” It is for this reason that we are calling a “company” of you, our beloved ONES, to serve this ONE purpose of planetary ascension.

One person standing alone could not complete the very complex pattern that is already, carefully prepared by OUR united purpose. If you see in the YouTube, the company spent much “time” and group effort preparing for that “event.” You, our beloved ONES, are creating a much greater Event.

Yes, indeed, YOU are creating that event because Gaia is a Free Will planet. Therefore we, your higher dimensional expressions of SELF, cannot create the EVENT without YOU. It is for this reason that we, the members of the higher dimensions surrounding Gaia, have sent a spark of our essence into the living earth vessels of humanity.

Much like the parable in your Bible, some of these sparks landed in deep water. Therefore, this spark drowned in the un-mastered emotions of that earth vessel.  Some of the sparks landed in the harsh sunlight where the thoughts of the spark could not join with the emotions to create a thoughtform.

Fortunately, some of our “spark” landed in an earth vessel that had just enough water/emotion and light/thoughts to send down roots into the Core of that earth vessel, as well as the core of dear Gaia. YOU, our leaders, are among that group.

We see that you have “worked” hard in your life to gain a degree of mastery over your emotions and your thoughts. Allow us now to present a brief explanation of “mastery over your thoughts and emotions.”  (We will go into great detail when our group is gathered.)

The best way to summarize what Masters have spent many incarnations learning is that mastery of your thoughts and emotions can only occur when your personal Portal is OPEN. When your personal portal, which you may experience as your spinal cord, inner brains and chakras, are open, you can become “Fully Connected.”

Again “Fully Connected” is a term that will be deeply explored in our group energy fields. We will NOW simply tell you that “Fully Connected” means that the CORE of your multidimensional consciousness is simultaneously connected to the Core of Gaia, the Core of your earth vessel, and the Core of your Multidimensional SELF.

Remember, dear beloved ones, you did NOT enter your current earth vessel for your personal ascension. You have all passed these initiations in former incarnations. YOU, our dear ONES, volunteered to bi-locate into a small, dense earth vessel to assist Gaia.

We salute you for taking this very dangerous “away mission,” but we know that you are ALL able to be of great assistance to Gaia. You see, most of you have had many incarnations on the body of Gaia, some of which were concluded with your personal ascension. (We will define “personal ascension” when we are gathered into ONE.)

Also, you are ALL members of one and/or many of our Galactic/Celestial clusters of Unity of Purpose. We will assist you, dear leaders, to remember the “cluster” and/or clusters with whom you are ONE within your higher expressions of ONE. We remind you that ALL of you have had former incarnations on the body of Gaia.

Therefore, you are familiar which the many eras of her planetary reality, as well as the myriad challenges that you have assisted Her to meet. However, within your NOW, Gaia is facing one of Her greatest challenges. Her planet is overpopulated to the point that She can barely provide for them all.

This fact is greatly worsened by the fact that many of Her humans, and or inhabitants in human disguise, have worked to conquer rather than UNITE with Her. We ask you all to think of yourself as a loving parent, much like Gaia, who did the best that you could to provide for, love and protect your children.

Then, after you have spent uncountable time providing a life for your children, they “got into a bad gang” and turned against you. Some of these children created horrific bombs to create immense damage to each other. Worse yet, they “tested” these bombs inside of your very body.

In other words, the children that you created forms for, raised with loving care and great sacrifice, returned your dedication by poisoning you. This may appear to be an extreme sentence to some, but you must realize NOW that Gaia is a Living Being! Your earth vessel is made of the very same earth, air, fire, water and ether as Gaia’s body.

We know that we are, as you would say in your 3D terms, “speaking to the choir.” However, as our leaders, you need to realize the severity and importance of your Mission. You have incarnated onto a planet in great transition. Gaia can wait no longer wait for Her wayward children to return to the Light.

Gaia is on the verge of “Planetary Ascension.” Just as many of you answered Gaia’s call at the fall of Atlantis to assist Her so that She would not fall off her Axis, She calls you NOW to join in Unity with your Planetary Mother.

Just as it took “a company” to create, align and activate the string of events that moved 500,000 dominoes into alignment, it will take a “company of united humans,” in fact MANY companies of united humans, to assist Gaia the “win the contest” of uniting the Many in ONE purpose.

All of you, our dear Leaders have prepared for this “NOW” in myriad incarnations on Gaia and/or on other planetary bodies. It is for this reason that you volunteered to take your current earth vessel.

You current earth vessel is much like an old Ford Model T. We ask NOW that  you “come out of the garage” in groups to BE the Leaders that you KNOW you are inside of your own Multidimensional SELF. 

As you fully unite with your Multidimensional SELF, (which we see that many of our ONES are NOW doing), your Model 3D Earth vessel will slowly and safely transmute into your Model 5D Lightbody. In fact, many of you are within the process NOW.

We are honored to discuss and guide you through this process.

The Arcturians and your Galactic Family

May YOU too join us on May 2, 2015

(I will complete "The Medicine Man" in the next blog. 
Thank you, sue )

The Medicine Man from "Reconstructing Reality" by Suzanne Lie


The Medicine Man

A Story from Reconstructing Reality

After communing with her beloved Venusian Nature, Shature was ready to review the next life.  When she entered the domed room, she walked straight toward her chair, but her Guide stopped her.

“You no longer need to go up into the dome.  Instead allow your own consciousness to project the hologram.  Remember, dear, you are not limited to the portion of yourself standing before me.  Close your eyes and allow the vision of sixth dimensional Arcturus to ignite the memory of and connection to your completeness.”

Shature closed her eyes and remembered Lamerius, her complete self.  As united androgynous beings, they had traveled through the vortex to Arcturus. Shature remembered the lightness of their sixth dimensional star body and could feel the vortex in their heart. The pod was around them and unconditional love filled her awareness.  She then heard a beautiful tone that was accompanied by a burst of light so strong that it penetrated her closed eyes. 

She opened her eyes and she saw before her a Native American Medicine Man.  He stood calmly in all his pure and regal splendor.  He was magnificent.  He wore a beautiful ceremonial costume made of buffalo hide and a huge necklace of bear claws.  His hair was in long braids and his face was painted with three red stripes on each cheek and an image of what looked like the sun on his forehead.  In one hand he held a rattle, and in the other he held a pipe.

“I am How-ta-shai.  I returned to the Oversoul in the seventh dimension at the close of my physical experience.  In response to your call, I have joined you via this hologram of your creation.”

“How did you know that I was calling,” puzzled Shature.

 “My One, just as you are observing the vibrations of your self at a lower density, we of the Oversoul are observing you.”

“Yes, of course,” Shature was beginning to understand.  “As much as the life I have now is beyond the conception of my third dimensional self, the life of my Oversoul has been beyond my conception.  Before you begin your story, could you tell me more about the Oversoul?”

 “Of course, close your eyes again and listen to my words with your heart.  Just as you have shined a light on portions of your self, feel the light shining on you.  The Oversoul is like a lake nestled in the highest mountain peak.  This lake is filled with pristine waters straight from the heavens.  Many rivers flow from this lake in all directions, which in turn form other lakes even farther down the mountain. 

“From these lakes flow other tributaries, which also have lakes, and so on and so on, until the waters of life have reached the sands of the great oceans.  As these waters meet the Mother Ocean, they touch the beings who swim the waters of life and call them to re-enter the streams of their birth and gradually swim up until they are at last home safely in the original pristine lake of their Source.” 

Shature heard a tinkling of bells and another flash of light caused her to open her eyes and turn her head.  It was Rahotep, or rather a hologram of him.

 ”I, too, resonate within the Oversoul.  I have returned to assist you in understanding what How-ta-shai has to say.”

 He walked over and joined the medicine man.  Shature saw before her the projection of two very powerful higher vibrations of her total being.  She looked around to find her Guide and discovered that he was, again, gone.

 “You are doing fine, my child,” she heard inside.  “Seek for guidance inside yourself now.  Remember, we are together in the Oneness.  If ever you want me, all you need do is call me and I will respond.”

 Shature almost felt sorrow at his loss, but she could not hold the vibration of that emotion in her expanded self.  In fact, she was no longer just Shature.  She was again Lamerius, because the high vibratory rate of the room instantly called in Lamire.

“Lamire, you are with me again,” she smiled.

“I am always with you.”    

Rahotep and How-ta-shai smiled and said, “We are all projections of the same Oversoul and we are complete within the Oneness.  The portion of us labeled Shature is allowing her consciousness to expand to the conception of more than one reality.  You are awakening your multidimensional consciousness.” 

Shature started to feel proud, and again found that she could not resonate to that feeling either.  She realized that she was having the memory of pride just as she was having the memory of being as Shature.  She understood what Rahotep and the Medicine Man had said.   She now held in her consciousness all the realities that she had reviewed. 

She was on Atlantis, in Faerie, England just after the fall of Atlantis, 13th century Italy, 20th century Poland, and 19th century England, the United States and ancient Egypt.  She was on the shores of the red cliffs of Venus, and she was a star-being on Arcturus.  Within the ever-present NOW, she embraced all that she had relived.  She felt her form expand until at last she was without form.  She was a speck of light within an infinite ocean of radiance.

Slowly, she began to constrict herself and her radiance pulled into itself.  She pulsated it out again, and it became stronger and brighter.  She experimented with the inflow and outflow of her emanation until she gradually returned to the hologram of Shature.  Yes, she too was a hologram.  She was a projection of form from the Source, and no matter how many different projections there were, they were all from the same Source. 

Gradually, her perception returned to the domed room and How-ta-shai standing before her.  Rahotep had left his hologram of form and returned to the Oversoul, but she felt his presence within her along with the others.  She smiled and How-ta-shai smiled in return.  The glint in his eyes showed the radiance of all creation.

How-ta-shai was seated down with his legs crossed and gestured for Shature to do the same.  As soon as she sat, a small fire manifested between them and a teepee surrounded them.  Shature stared into the fire and waited for How-ta-shai to begin his story.

“I will speak to you first of the death of the part of us once known as How-ta-shai,” spoke the Medicine Man.  “As I speak to you, close your eyes and see the story as I tell it.  Listen to me with your heart and hear my truth.  It is the tradition of our people to teach through storytelling, and I wish to share that tradition with you now.”

How-ta-shai began to shake his rattle and softly chant while the teepee filled with memories.   He pointed to his right and there, on a rough mat, was a withered old man on the verge of starvation.

“This is how I looked at my death.  My people were defeated and we were imprisoned inside a white man’s fort.  We could not see our beloved plains, hunt buffalo, or have our sweats and sacred traditions.  We were a conquered people.”

How-ta-shai turned his focus from the fire that he was staring into and looked Shature straight in the eyes.

“Do you see the theme of the realities that the Oversoul has chosen for you to view?”

“Yes,” responded Shature.  “They are societies, or me, in transition and the fear that comes with change.”

“Yes, we of the Oneness have focused our collective consciousness into you so that you can be our representative on the third dimension.  The Earth that you will re-enter is on the verge of a great transition, which will affect that entire multi-dimensional universe.  We, the many lives you have viewed, had at one time perceived ourselves as failures. 

That memory resonated in our collective consciousness.  You assisted and healed the realities that had not achieved spiritual awakening.  Those of us who had learned to connect with our higher selves while we were incarnated were able to heal ourselves and return to our higher vibration.  I tell you now of my own frustration while incarnated so you can see that even failure is a success if we can integrate with Spirit.”

“But why have I been chosen to be the representative?” asked Shature

“Your reality of Shature in Atlantis represents the initiation of our Oversoul into the limitation and separation of the third dimension. It was also a life in which you connected with the grid of light that surrounds planet Earth.  You will be called upon to again consciously connect with this energy grid when you re-enter the third dimension. But allow me now to return to my story.  We who have been able to rise above the limitations of the physical world wish to instruct you by sharing our experiences.

“As I have said, we were a conquered people and all of my spiritual strength and insight could do nothing to stop our fate.  There was one small victory that I was attempting to achieve.  I wanted to make the Bluecoats allow us to pitch our teepees outside of the fort where we could at least see the plains and the rising and setting of the sun. 

“There were only old men, like myself, and women and children left.  The few warriors who were alive were injured or imprisoned in the Bluecoat’s iron house.  If we could achieve just one small victory, then perhaps we could keep our Spirits alive until a better day. 

“But let me begin my story at a happier time.”

How-ta-shai pointed now to his left and there was a small boy rubbing the sleep from his eye as he arose from his skins.

19th Century United States

This young boy was born to be a warrior.  As soon as he could walk, he remembered wanting to ride a horse.  If his mother didn't watch him, he would run off to where the horses were penned and try to walk among them.  Remarkably enough, he was never hurt.  Many times, he would escape the eyes of the adults who were watching him and run to the horses.  Once they realized that he wouldn't get hurt, they let him do so.  Perhaps he thought he was a horse instead of a ‘two-legged.’  Or perhaps he just cherished the horses’ power.  

As everyone suspected, he became an excellent horseman, and everyone knew he would be a brave warrior until the most unexpected thing happened.  He fell from his horse.  In fact, he was sure an invisible force had pushed him.  He was thirteen and on his first buffalo hunt.  He was feeling like a man, but not acting like one because he thought he was better than the horse; he was the hunter. 

This pride got him in trouble.  He wasn’t respecting the horse or the buffalo, and when the horse moved quickly to the left, he moved to the right. He was so caught up in the act of being a ‘man’ that he behaved like a small boy and forgot his very first lesson.  He and the horse were one. And so, in his arrogance, he fell from the horse, right into the path of a raging buffalo. 

Worse yet, he fell onto his shoulder and his right arm lay limp at his side.  He grabbed his spear with his left hand and, just as the Spirit had pushed him from the horse, the Spirit led his arm true and struck the buffalo with his spear.  The giant animal did not die with one stroke, but he stumbled.  This gave the boy time to jump up and run to his horse, which waited for him in spite of the great danger.  

With his remaining good arm, the boy pulled himself on to the horse's back and rode to safety. The other hunters had witnessed this scene and released the buffalo from life. The young hunter had struck the first blow on a mighty buffalo, and he was a hero.  However, he realized, as his spear arm lay limp at his side, that he would never be a warrior.

His shoulder healed much quicker than his heart.  He recovered most of the movement of his arm, but he could not throw a spear or use a bow and arrow.  Finally, he learned to use his arm well enough to hunt, but he did not have the strength to go into battle.  And so he brooded.  His life was over.  He was not a warrior. He was barely a man!  How could he live with this handicap? 

He was useless.  His life was over before it had a chance to begin.  He wandered around supposedly on hunting trips, but he had no heart for hunting.  He didn't even enjoy riding his horse.  He would have to leave the tribe.  He had nothing to give and it was selfish for him to stay.  He did not know where to go.  He only knew he had to leave.

One morning, before dawn, he gathered a few things and slipped out of the teepee before anyone else awoke.  He headed due west, away from the rising sun, and away from his dreams.  He did not know where he was going, or why.  He didn't care.  For days and days, he walked.  He hadn't brought his horse, as a warrior needed it and he had no right to take it with him. 

After many rising and setting suns, he came into a territory that was new to him. By the end of the second moon cycle, he was lost.  Of course, he wasn't lost in the sense that he couldn't go home; but he was lost in that he had no idea where he was or what he would experience next.  He was not afraid.  Nothing worse could happen to him.  Maybe if he could lose his past, he could find a future.

In the distance, he saw a high cliff and decided he would climb to the top to seek his vision. He buried his provisions at the bottom of the cliff, as he would need no food or comfort, and began his climb.  The way to the top was very steep, with loose gravel and little to hold on to.

After nearly falling several times, and wishing he had a man’s strength in both of his arms, he finally reached the top of the cliff as the last rays of the sun were setting below the horizon.  He found a small niche in which to sit and curled himself up to wait.  The night grew colder and colder, yet he hardly noticed. He vowed that he would not move until he had received his vision.  With every hour, he drew deeper and deeper into himself.  By dawn, he was in a deep trance.         

Gradually, a storm began to gather about him.  It seemed to echo the storm that raged within his soul.  The weather became colder and colder, and the wind grew icy.  He knew that soon it would be the first snow.  It had been many moons since his injury.  The plains and the pain of his wasted life seemed far below him now.  From his perch on the cliff, he felt like he was a part of the growing force of Nature, and less and less a part of his physical body.

As the wind whipped about him, he could feel his Spirit being tugged by it.  He wished to fly like the wind and roar like the thunder and be free once and for all of the limitations of his wounded body.  His anger and disappointment filled his heart and mind, and he wished to leave the clay prison of his body.

“’Grandfather,” he cried to the howling wind. “Take me with you!”
He surrendered to the pull of nature’s storm, and, with a flash of lightning, he was pulled out of his body.  He looked down and saw a small empty form clinging to the side of a cliff and could vaguely remember it was he.  He took to the wind like a bird.  His Spirit knew no limits, and the turbulence in the air only added to his excitement.  He didn't know where he was or where he was going.  He didn't care if he ever returned to that small shell. 

He was Home now.  He was the wind and the sky that held it. He was lifted higher and higher away from where, and whom, he once was.  He seemed to lose consciousness for a moment, and when he awoke, he found himself on the plains.  He was alone except for one buffalo that was as white as snow. 

“They are coming to kill us!” it said. “They will gain power over you by killing us and there is nothing we can do to stop them.”

With these words, the buffalo turned and walked away. 

To be continued...
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