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An Atmosphere of Tension

A bright ray of sunshine unfolds upon green grass.  I see shrubbery and trees around me.  Quiet stillness pierces the scene creating an atmosphere of tension.  I see you hiding behind greenery and shrubs, blending in with that around you.  I hear a quiet intake of breath as your eyes dart around.  Waiting.  Silently.  Patiently.  Waiting for the moment to kill.  Your quarry is the gentle deer.  Tentatively, it steps into your field of vision.  There is an infinite space of time as each of you carefully and warily turn your heads to one another.  A space of time in which your hunting skill will be tested.  Precarious steps are made by the deer, relying on instinct to quickly flee, but in no moment too soon, the beautiful animal is struck down by your arrow.  A triumph of man’s skill over the instincts of the deer.

This is the Middle Ages.  1600’s.  Europe.  A robber baron, one of many, utilising your connections with rich landowners around you to further your own personal agenda, hunting for pleasure.

I take energy from the Great Galactic Sun.  This I place on the ground in a circle around you.  I am able to see your chakras.   Your crown chakra is wide open, an expansive blue light emanates.  It feels like deep, quiet space.  The blue light illuminates and shines.  Your third eye revolves and spins.  At times affording you visions of splendour which you routinely dismiss as your imagination working overtime.  Your throat chakra feels rough, raw.  You, as an individual are heard but only after a significant amount of persuasion on your side.  Your heart chakra spins vibrantly as colours flick off of it.  These colours are reflected in that which you see around you.  “When you focus on your heart-space, a deep seated love is found here.   This you must share with All around you.”  At your solar plexus, I feel a solid strength.  Someone who possesses a deep knowledge of why you are here.  This strength is reflected in that which you accomplish, nothing is without reason.  At your sacral chakra, I feel a churning motion.  A change, a want and need for change.  At your base chakra, I feel a sensation as if you are gently floating above the ground.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You are lying on the forest floor looking up into a cloudy blue sky.  There are angels and several guides around you.  Archangel Michael’s presence is felt, his love and protection guiding you.  The Ascended Master Lord Maitreya is here, helping you balance your own intellectual thinking through acceptance of the metaphysical, encouraging you to be aware of who you really are.  Much love and support here.

I ask to see a timeline.  Your life is marked by the seasons.  Your preoccupation with hunting and controlling the land leads eventually to deep disappointment.  You ultimately must abide by rules laid out by others, rules which you were not privy to nor empowered to intervene with and change.  Circles moving above your station in life rotate and move whether wanted or not.  Your own dominance and power is brought into question.  At the present time, I feel collusion, intrigue and negligence moving in circles near you.  Though you have personally distanced yourself from this, nevertheless, you are affected.  In the future, I see a wide acreage, blooming flower pots.  All is well.

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A Performance of the Most Unusual

I hear a unique flute and am unsure of where I am.  I feel it’s somewhere in the Middle East.  The flute continues on as I suddenly glimpse snakes moving languidly.  Slow, undulating movements that catches one’s eye.  Utterly fascinating and hypnotic.  Egypt.  Middle Kingdom.

I see a rush of scenes put before me.  A man rising at dawn, having a quick meal to eat and rushing through streets in order to secure a prime spot at the market.  He will remain here until past dusk.  I am at a loss as to how to categorise this man, as a healer or as an artist.  I immediately feel drawn to the music, used to entice more people in, to watch a performance of the most unusual.

Emotions rage high.  Enmity, a feud.  Your presence here perpetuates a feud with another.  A bitter rivalry, competition.  Your relationship with this individual is in decline, detrimental to both your physical and mental well-being.  The more you verbally respond, the deeper the animosity moves and simmers.  Those around you are at a loss as to how to defuse it.  Prejudice and fear lay at the bottom of this pit of hatred.

Violet, sparkling light falls down upon you.  This light transmutes the high energy, all emotional debris is turned into beautiful white light.  I view your chakras.  Blue light illuminates your crown chakra.  A wide, open expanse.  Sparkles shine here.  Your 3rd eye, when viewed, appears to waver at times.  Fear is felt here.  A want to move and open up, but being hindered by fear.  Your throat chakra feels slightly tight and raw.  Constriction by the mores and views of society.  You have been placed inside a box and there is no wish by you to conform to this mold.  Your heart chakra is open, wide, enabling healing of others on multiple levels.  Your solar plexus is lovely, shining bright.  You stand solidly and recognise your own personal power.  At your sacral chakra, I feel a fluttering feeling.  Emotional balance and then imbalance.  You are grounded at your base chakra.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear as the Egyptian healer.  Knowledge, training and experience radiate outward from you.  Faith in your abilities is tangible.  Ascended Master Lord Maitreya’s presence is felt, encouraging balance of predominantly intellectual thinking with acceptance of the metaphysical.  Archangel Gabriel of the Orange Ray is with you at this point in time, helping to dissolve fear and stimulate creativity.

I ask to see a timeline.  The past reveals pride in the knowledge you possess, you are confident in your healing abilities.  The passionate nature of the disagreements you find yourself in creates imbalance and dissatisfaction within you.  An abyss of negative feelings develops, wearing away at you.  It consumes you.  At the present time, I see high activity.  A madness, a rush to get things finished.  There is a need to slow down, review your situation and be happy within it.  Balance is ever so important.  In the future, I see your hands held out, acting as a scale, weighing two equally important ideas.  Both are within your grasp and need consideration.  A careful evaluation follows.

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Nothing Without His Horse

I see a man wearing a fitted cap with a tassel attached on top.  He is a warrior standing in place, looking all around him.  Asia.  Mongols.  A defensive wall, a wide steppe before me.  Windy, wild territory.  You are a horse rider, knowledgeable and able, riding with a hording army, razing an unspeakable amount of land before you.  Helping to instill fear and turmoil in every heart with the mere mention of the hordes you ride with.  Many men like you, able bodied and agile on a horse.

I see a face, a close-up of the rider, dark hair, wild eyes.  He moves swiftly and effortlessly among the others, bow and arrows on his back.  A well chosen weapon of stealth.  Several shirts or tunics worn with trousers and leather boots.  I see a blur, a rush of warriors on either side of me, a long line that continues on.   A long column of men, ready to kill, pillage, and destroy.  The dust in the air is palpable.

This is a fearless man, seething with rage and a powerful fighting spirit that cannot be unimbued.  The connection with his horse underlies his source of power and heightened abilities, for it is the horse that carries him such long distances.  He is nothing without his horse and he knows this.  The horse is an extension of himself, creating a force with super abilities, speed, strength, and stamina.

Sweat, leather, grease.  I see and hear the whir of arrows.  Every target met.  An expression of utter madness on his face and in his wild eyes.  Horse and man working as one, decimating a battlefield of men before him.  The goal is only to kill.  None are afraid to die out here on the steppe.  None.  All are fearless.

I sweep my arms around me, gathering glittering stars into my hands.  I watch as I let the stars fall onto you.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is wide open, expansive and deep, visible lustrous light is seen here.  At your 3rd eye, I view a quiet spin, making one revolution after another and constantly stopping.  I feel a need to control here, constant control, an unwillingness to let things unfold as they happen.  Your throat chakra is tight.  Also, control issues here.  Control over yourself and who you are becoming.  Your heart chakra is spinning and giving off an intermittent light.  Choosing.  Love is plentiful and meant for all, it transforms, expands and grows the more it is heaped on others.  This is not only beneficial to you, but to others as well.  At your solar plexus, I feel a strong, vibrant light.  Empowerment, focus and will.  Again, a need for control.  At your sacral chakra, spinning, a strong force of raw creative energy felt here.  You are grounded at your base chakra.  I must add here that the feelings I receive for your lower chakras are so strong and full of vitality, there must be an outlet for this whether creatively or by pure intention in manifesting things.  A definite ability to manifest or create.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear wearing bits of leather clothing, sweat, dirt, and a fierce look on your face.  A sheath of arrows grasped tightly and angrily in your hand.  Ascended Master Lord Maitreya appears radiating intense light around him.  He is with you at the present time, helping to detach from old ideas and concepts in order to express creative ideas not previously seen on Earth before.  He is assisting you with this.  The presence of Archangel Michael is also felt, extending love and pure light.

I ask to see a timeline.  The fierce warrior appears once again seated on his horse.  The passion, camaraderie and commitment to this tribe of men is intense.  The level of horsemanship and the relationship with the horses is remarkable.  A deep respect felt here for the horses that have turned the man from ordinary mortal to invincible warrior.  An indescribable respect.  At the present time, I see you talking, generating ideas, frustration felt at an inability to set things into motion just yet.  In the future, I see items being placed in a precise order.  Choosing and carefully placing them in an exact alignment.  Your breath is held.

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