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Lotus Root Ponds

Lotus root ponds in a small lot, an allotment, are seen in the distance. It’s harvest time for lotus. Roots will be dug up, dried and then ground and packaged neatly in square folds of paper. Blossom jam stands next to the paper squares. A woman keeps a tidy house, spare and clean. She is demure, her plain kimono reflects a natural fastidiousness and is modest in appearance.

This is the Meiji Era, Japan, 19th century, a time of confrontation, Eastern and Western culture. Adapting to changing times and adjusting to that which is new, to that which all are unaccustomed is felt here. Though many feel pressured to adapt, you keep your simple traditional appearance though yearn for that which you do not possess, that which has reached Japan’s shores. Internally you are ready for change, yet are unable to manifest the courage necessary to release the strong ties to culture and tradition that are held deep within you.

You measure, weigh and sell ginger root, lotus root, and various vegetables. You watch the daily commerce, the slow changing appearance of those that buy goods from you.

A meddlesome plan has erupted. Riots break out with violence and people storming the ground, a small world has turned upside down in one night. Two men are injured in the acts of hostility, many are brandishing fire and flagrantly disobeying order and the authorities. Distaste for Western incursion. Police search houses looking for perpetrators.

You have borne witness to cultural changes during these times and realise a stubborn transition is underway and cannot be stopped. There is fear of that which you trust and know will become cultural relics. Aware of retribution you offer shelter to a man in western clothing involved in the riots. By providing a safe house and moments of respite to him, there is acceptance of the unknown, of the inevitable changes which are unfolding and an understanding emerges that times must evolve and nothing remains constant.

Twinkling stars and a bright burst of opalescent colour appear above you. Your crown chakra is a magnificent space of light energy. Barely perceptible impulses or connections with distant cosmic forces and beings are felt here. Messages are received and you are heard. Loving light permeates this space. Related kin from a binary star system. Your third eye chakra spins intensely, rapidly revolving and absorbing information, some of which you are unaware of, yet is accessible to you. This chakra is clear, open and spinning. At your throat chakra, on the right side, constriction is felt, a reflection of your emotional, spiritual side. A tightening that slowly releases with your voice. You will clear this constriction through your ‘teachings.’ At your heart chakra is an open outpouring of love, light, humility and gracefulness. An energetically abundant feeling is sensed here, spreading love and reaching many different people. Your solar plexus chakra spins brightly but with fluctuating light. A feeling of uneasiness, lingering self-doubt is perceived yet does not lessen the light emitted here. Your sacral chakra spins slowly. I’m being shown energy at your back, an energy accelerator chakra that activates the higher chakras, and these, once activated, allow you to see things as they truly are. Everyone is evolving and this is a process where time is needed and mistakes are made. Being able to forgive others as well as yourself is part of the spiritual function of this chakra. At your base chakra, I feel grounding energies. Close links with nature link you to Earth. A harmonic feeling is sensed here.

I ask your guides to please present themselves. You appear humble and appeasing, head bowed down wearing a traditional kimono. The beautiful light of Master Lady Nada surrounds you, helping to remove falsities that cover Truths many fail to see. Lady Nada brings reassurance to those who feel they’ve been drawn into whirlpools of misleading information and by being non-judgmental, she helps with those who are inclined to be over critical, even of themselves, by manifesting a more evenly balanced attitude within. The beautiful light of Archangel Gabriel shimmers emerald green near you. As a divine healer, he assists in healing and helps to find inner guidance, love, compassion, balance and inspiration to heal others.

I ask to see a timeline. Emotional withdrawal is felt. Nothing in life is at a standstill and the world is in constant flux. You may have faced your worst fears and looked into the darkest shadows of your soul. By confronting what you have avoided, you can walk courageously through it. Also, by no longer denying your past, a cleansing process can ensue. Mother Earth willingly assists you during periods of change and healing. Currently what you’ve been building is firmly established and you can be open to receive as you’ve given so much, although remember that nothing remains stagnant and the winds of change are always at your door. In the future, the impossible can always become possible and lives in the power of your belief. Use your natural ability of intuition as you reach your goals and desires, share your experiences because others will be attracted and drawn to your inner light. Maintain a positive attitude and shine your inner star.

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Cartloads of Pestilence

I find myself in a dark room, a wooden floor creaks below my feet. A man with a thick dark moustache and dark eyes appears wearing a white shirt, a wool vest and a coat. A mop of thick dark brown hair curls and waves uncontrollably. A comb has tried unsuccessfully to tame the loose locks. 19th century, Ireland.

I hear arguments, voices yelling impassioned words at one another about property rights and jurisdiction. Voices that have continued on into the present day. A need for one to morally stand his ground, an impassioned plea that goes unheard.

Dirt and dust collect in the corners of this room. Your boots kick the dust up as you pace the floors, your anger reluctant to dissipate. This room is your cottage, a fitful state of penury. Although you have tilled the soil, seeded the land and shifted boulders, you have no rights to that which you toil upon. The taxes you pay as well as the rents for the land creates destitution, lack, and a bitterness that engulfs and overflows your entire spirit. You can do no more.

I see withered, diseased crops before me. Cartloads of pestilence. A shadow of fury and deep anger mixes with despair. A sense, a feeling of being utterly broken and ruined falls upon you. Anxiety is high, desperation and anger fuel your soul. You long for an escape from this misery, you search your restless mind as you pace the room. Tithing and taxes. You are finished.

A compulsive hatred of social class and the inequality that accompanies it. A need and want to change the system, be the man that you are. Rank feelings of disgust, loathing and contempt for those that control this base system. These feelings compel you to move your feet, to make strides forward, extend yourself and leave. You release what you have shouldered and what generations before you have been saddled with. With each pace forward in that tiny room, you prepare yourself for a new life. Your anger severs the foundation that was given to you at birth and creates a resolute feeling of strength that allows you to cope.

Under the darkest midnight sky you leave, never to return. There will be no traces of your desertion, no witnesses to see you flee. Your anger continues to provide strength and propel your feet forward. For you will walk with a decent stride to escape your fate. A ship laden with human cargo is your destination; your feet carry you here. Placid water stretches out before you and not a tear or sentimental thought is lost in these shores. You leave behind misery as you reach towards the coast.

As sunlight strikes the top of your head, I view your chakras. Light from the Great Galactic Sun flows as a conduit to your crown chakra. Sparkles of light move in this vast void, immense with lucid colours streaming through. Your third eye chakra revolves slowly and carefully. A need to analyse and think through all information that comes through here. “Sometimes all cannot be fully explained or accounted for within the confines of present human thought. Be open to that which is not in your realm of patterning and thought imprints.” At your throat chakra, I feel a scratchy rawness. You are heard and you make others hear you. An audible and intelligible voice. I see your lips moving and there are times when others hear nothing thus creating this scratchy rawness. Protect your voice. At your heart chakra, a glowing light penetrates beyond our vision of sight. Strong, luminous, a caring heart for humanity. Your solar plexus shines brightly and clearly, occasionally a slight shadow falls across it as it spins. This anger from the past, the issue of social equality and contempt for authority is present. You may create your destiny with intentions of positive force and value. Your sacral chakra spins quickly, is aligned and stable. You align yourself with the Earth and shift when needed. You are grounded at your base chakra. I allow residual energy to flow into the core of the Earth and return through your chakras. The pattern that is created is that of an ankh.

I quietly ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me. You appear dishevelled wearing a wool coat and trousers, a look of defiance and defeat crosses your countenance. You sit with your head back and arms outstretched. The beautiful light of Archangel Jophiel permeates the scene, inspiring and clearing mental perception. He brings soul illumination and helps strengthen your connection with your higher self.

I ask to see a timeline. Your past stretches out before you with generations of people making a hand to mouth movement, continuous motion. Generations. A cycle you have stopped during this previous life. Acknowledgment and gratitude surface from those before you that had to endure the same fate. You allowed your deep convictions of fairness and endurance of austere conditions to compel you to move and create change. A pattern has broken. At the current time, I hear giggling laughter. Brief enjoyment before a door appears, a decision must be made whether to open it or not, with lasting repercussions. In the future, I see a wide gulf, an ocean of water with its tides. You decide not to move or align with current thought. You are your own active will, accepting the challenge of asking questions of your own inner source.

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The Clock Ticks On

An owl sits upon a perch.  Wings completely outstretch as it takes flight, scenes unfold behind it.  Eyes are all seeing and all knowing.

You have moved north, there are factories here.  Enormous ones seen from your country eyes.   Machinery clamping down, there is the incessant noise of machines, never stopping, constant and methodical.  19 century.  Britain.

You earn a living here, having come hoping to earn a fortune, but instead are put under clock work employment, every minute is gauged either for or against you.  It’s a constant struggle against the clock.

You are at the prime of your life, hoping to do well.  You truly did not know what awaited you, the noise, the grime, the unrelenting work.  Once started, you realise there is no way to get out.  Your ambition along with your hopes and dreams slowly subside as the clock ticks on.  You willingly step onto a cog that never stops moving.

Days continue on in this employment, featureless, endless.  You are allowed one free day, a day that comes too quickly and leaves too soon.  The air in the factory is thick and heavy.  Many working here will succumb to a lung disease, you among them.

A testament to fortitude, tenacity and resolve.  After many months employment, you are not much better off than when you started.  Indeed, you have learned to persevere under the most trying of circumstances.

Blue and purple filter in around you.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is open, a white vastness is seen, glimmering in spots.  Your brow chakra or third eye is moving, scenes are being received, your intuition is bright.  At your throat chakra, I feel a bubbling, gurgling, sensing that communication is slightly blocked, self-expression and creativity being stifled.  At your heart chakra, a soft burning glow of light, intensifying and becoming brighter, recognising self-love and love for others.  At your solar plexus, I see spinning, light defelected, empowerment and self-belief reflected out.  At your sacral chakra, I see a slight movement backwards, initiating at your lower back.   I feel this relates to creative balance and remaining balanced.  At your base chakra, you are grounded with Earth.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear looking radiant and happy.  Angels appear on either side of you.  Mother Mary’s soft blue light is around you, aiding with your intuition and helping you to establish yourself in the community.  Archangel Raphael is also around you, helping you with creative visualisation, his energy, calming and relaxing, encourages balance and harmony.

I ask to see a timeline.  A rapid transformation ensues after your initial employment.  You do not give up, nor do you languish in self-pity for the current circumstances in which you find yourself.  Determination to continue, persevere, is an inherent strength within you and this carries you through.  At the current time, I see this determination being accessed again, enabling you to pull yourself through whatever predicament arises.  In the future, I see a road, an endless road ahead, it stretches out wide before you, exit ways appear with approach.  You create these side roads and exits in time.

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Framed Within a Mirror

A dog is here, curled up asleep,  golden caramel colour.

I hear lively music, dancing, clicking heels.  Fabulous colours.  I’m being drawn into a whirlwind going round and round, dizzying but exhilarating.  The feelings of happiness are overwhelming.  Mexico, 19th century.

A girl’s face is framed within a mirror.  A young teenager, she gazes steadily at herself as she places flowers in her hair, red flowers.  She is busying herself for a dance, looking to every detail, smoothing her wide dress with her hands.  Picking up a fan, she walks the room, practising with it, opening, closing, fluttering her eyes.  Her dress swings with her as she moves this way and that, exaggerating her every step.  Lost in reverie, she is absorbed in herself and her movements.  Voices call her.

It is dusk, there are light strung up.  Many people are here enjoying themselves.  An immense party.  You are with a group of girls, laughing together, yet each looking with pointed eyes at perspective suitors.  Several gazes are directed at one young gentleman.  Tall, slender, dark haired, he laughs, thinking lightly of the girls’ interest in him.  This young man will break many hearts here, his callousness is seen by the women as masculine strength.

I hear invisible voices warning the girls, but the voices go unheeded.  Each girl, so wrapped up in themselves, they do not hear or sense the entreaties.

You and one of your friends are rivals for this man’s interest.  A difficult life will follow for one of you, having pursued this young man.  His indifference, unsympathetic attitude, and shallow capacity for love will create imbalance in the relationship.  The party continues, a joyous festivity in which all participate.

The softest angelic whisperings are sent.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra, open, spacious, tiny filaments of light are seen.  Your brow chakra or third eye, is moving slowly.  Perceptions are slowly shown to me, as photographs, one after another.  You can perceive and know at a higher level but you prevent yourself from this.  At your throat chakra, I see you mouthing words but others around you fail to listen.  Frustration in communication and allowing yourself to be heard and have a voice.  At your heart chakra, a vivid light here, deep feelings of compassion for others yet love is held back, held fast onto.  At your solar plexus, visible light is seen here, vibrant and focused.  You know what you want to do and achieve.  At your sacral chakra, I feel a closing motion, you do not want to feel pain.  You are grounded and level with Earth at your base chakra.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear with your wide flowing dress, the red flowers in your hair.  The festive mood is still prevalent here, feelings of joy and happiness are felt.  Ascended Master Jesus is with you, helping to open yourself in order to express love that you may share it freely with all.  The Ascended Master Lord Lanto is also around you, sharing knowledge that you may teach and guide others to develop spiritual understanding.  Archangel Raphael’s beautiful luminous light is near you, helping you develop your intuition and personal growth.

I ask to see a timeline.  The party is coming to an end, many people have left already.  Dawn will soon arrive, red and orange reflecting onto the hard ground.  To savour these last moments a bit longer, to stretch out the night endlessly, just to continue in this happiness at this moment.  Elation and satisfaction reflect in your face.  At the present time, I see a furrowed brow contemplating problems.  With no solution in sight, frustration sets  in.  In the future, I see two hands together and feel a sense of acceptance in your current circumstances.  All is well.  All is as it should be.

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“What’s Goin’ On”

I watch a streak of light fall in the night sky.  The light has a fizzle effect, much like a plummeting firework.  It disappears into nothingness.

I hear the lyrics from “What’s Up?” by 4 Non Blondes:

And so I cry sometimes when I’m lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what’s in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs,

A girl with long hair sits upon a field and gazes into the distance.  I see worn, brown, flat shoes, and a skirt covered by an apron.  Her hair is pulled tightly together with a band, leaving the length of it to fall upon her back.  Dazing and dreaming, there is a quality of wistfulness which sits within her.  One can see trees in the distance from this field.  She takes a moment of rest to pause and reflect upon that which surrounds her.

A course of action has been set into motion, an unwavering course that’s been put before her.  Shall she walk the length or veer away from it?  Taking another route would be akin to taking a chance, this does interest her, but does not run in her blood.  She is more content to stay the course.

An idyllic country house.  You will be wed soon.  Your path has been mapped out for you.  A dowry to be packed and moved to the new farmhouse.  Your most precious possessions carefully wrapped and packed, these you will bring with you.  Mixed feelings of excitement and dread surround you.  Starting a new life with a family creates a sense of doubt with minor feelings of unworthiness and failure.  You have little idea of what awaits you, what’s expected of you, and nervousness slowly edges in.  Although you know your future husband and his family, you cannot imagine what it will be like to live with him.

I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is open, expansive and wide.  A stellar quietness is felt here.  I view pinpricks of light standing out.  At your 3rd eye, I see movement and feel a wariness as to what you perceive.  Incoming information is not completely read.  Your throat chakra is very tight, I feel gasping and feel a need to expand.  A need to recharge and reevaluate your present situation.  Moving to your heart chakra, I see a small heart weeping in the background.  I feel a part of yourself is closed off here.  A closing off so that you are not hurt, that you remain untouched by pain that confronts you.  A very loving light is felt, a love for those around you shining forth.  Your solar plexus is light, spinning.  You would like to experience all that life has to offer, an intrepid nature yet fearful of moving out of your comfort zone.  At your sacral chakra, I feel slight immobility, though a desire to move forward creatively.  There is emotional balance.  At your base chakra, I feel a slipping motion, gradual slow movement forward.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear again sitting in the field.  Your legs are no longer reclined to the side, but are bent beneath you.  Attached to the land, you delight in the birds, the flowers, and the scents that accompany the countryside.  Quiet solitude is reflected in you.  Archangel Raphael’s  beautiful healing light glows about you, he guides you at the present time with healing work.  I see the soft glow of Mother Mary, her comforting and loving presence is with you.  Her energies of intuitive wisdom are bestowed upon you.  Angels and elementals enter into the space that you have created here.

I ask to see a timeline.  An older woman with graying hair appears.  Her hair is long.  I suddenly see her as the young woman I saw earlier, long hair falling down her back.  Her keen eyes are intent on showing me the beginning of her story.  A small village, a farming village, France, 19th century.  She has promised herself to a young man.  Although she knows the young man, she doesn’t really know him.  Unaware of what lurks beneath his surface, she unknowingly walks into emotional peril.  The man’s outside behaviour in no way reflects the myriad problems he is harboring within.  She unwittingly becomes his target.  Through trauma, tension, and frustration, her eyes slowly open to his true character.  She cannot step out of her marriage.  She must continue the charade, allowing all to see only domestic bliss and normality.  Much of her energy, expended on continuing the ruse, takes an emotional toll.  Her intention is to maintain balance, but in so doing she suffers internally and creates coping mechanisms to endure.

At the present time, I see a scale being tipped violently in one direction and quite suddenly.  Though, beforehand, feelings of indecisiveness had been present, the scale, having shifted will move your course forward and onward.

In the future I stare incredulously as you explain to me that it’s a machine.  Clueless as to it’s operation, all is not what it appears.  You effortlessly move and arrange things before me.

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