Let It Shine

I hear the tinkling of a bell.   A very small bell.  It’s rung three times.  A rush to table, chairs are heard scraping the floor.  I feel only the rush of air around me as I see nuns quickly sitting down.

An eagerness to enjoy a meal together in quietude and reflection.  Joy is reflected on every face at this table as they look at one another.  No words are uttered.  The meal is simple, staid.  The table is set with minimum fuss, an exercise in austerity.  Minimal living, wanting and needing only what is necessary.  Clay bowls, wooden spoons, wooden table.  Nothing more.  Bread is placed directly on the table.

Vespers.  You enter into your own thoughts, carefully categorising that which you are allowed to think about from that which is discouraged.  You enjoy this sorting, it comes easily to you, pocketing away unwanted thoughts and concentrating more fully on your devotion, prayer, incantation.  A blissful radiant joy accompanies your thoughts in prayer.  You belong to an order of nuns.  The Holy Roman Empire, Central Germany, Middle Ages.

Vows taken of poverty, chastity and observance of ecclesiastical rules and laws.  You excel in this strict, disciplined life.  You want nothing more than to come closer to God, relinquishing all material possessions, seeking nothing more than communion with One.

The strict laws that bound you then have accompanied you in the here and now.  Trying ever to follow guidelines that were put before you in the past, you are restricting your happiness and joy in the present time.  Constant monitoring of yourself.

With a smile, I take a handful of Light from the Great Galactic Sun.  Together we will sever the past vows that have carried on into the present, securing freedom to enjoy and relish life.  The shackles that bind you must be broken.  I hear the lyrics from “This Little Light of Mine.”:

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

I handover the light to you and we both smile.  Accepting, grateful, joyful.  I view your chakras as the light descends into you.  Your crown chakra is open, a blue violet light is seen here, expansive, tiny lights are twinkling.  Your 3rd eye moves sluggishly, slowly revolving.  An aspect of difficulty is felt here, a need to reconcile what you know and believe to be true with that which you do not see, nor completely comprehend.  I feel a need to mentally evaluate all that passes through.  The need for evaluation will eventually be put aside as the chakra expands and opens.  Acceptance will be there for all that comes through.  At your throat chakra, I feel a burning sensation.  Though you want to clear this area, difficulties arise when you put your thoughts into words.  A pressure from those around you to conform.  Under this pressure you cannot expand and be yourself.  At your heart chakra, I feel a bubbly warmth radiating out.  A gentle love and acceptance for those around you.  This is a very quiet, caressing, unobtrusive love.  At your solar plexus, I see a flash of bright light.  The vows you have carried with you into this lifetime are being transmuted here into beautiful white light.  Control issues have now been mitigated.  Intention, will, empowerment are no longer subjugated by others, you are in control.

I suddenly hear:  “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us… ”  A Return to Love (1992) by Marianne Williamson

Your sacral chakra spins, creativity remains an important focus.  At your base chakra, I feel a sliding motion, becoming ungrounded at times.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear first wearing a long, heavy, grey wool gown.  A reverential smile on your face, beatus, serene quietness resounds.  A love of your previous ecclesiastical life, yet a knowing within of the need for separation from the ties that bind.  A loving blue light emanates around you.  The comforting presence of Mother Mary is felt around you.  Her loving blue light permeating all that surrounds you.  She bestows intuitive wisdom upon those within her presence.  Archangel Raphael of the Green Ray appears.  Helping find inner guidance, love and compassion to heal others.

I ask to see a timeline.  You are with a group of nuns, having entered the Order willingly and joyfully.  The earnestness in respecting and applying your vows has carried forth to today, particulary the Vow of Poverty and the Vow of Obedience.  At the current time, I see quiet waters, a lull.  Gentle, imperceptible waves washing up on a beachhead.  The quiet water marks a time of contemplation and reflection of what has come and gone.  As the diurnal tide moves, you are propelled gently forward when you are ready.  In the future time, I see a glimpse of a blinding red light which gives way to a wooded scene.  A well trodden pathway – followers of the Cross.

End of Reading





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