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Salvo. Salvo.

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© IWM (Q 13285)

Clicks are heard. Hardened steel, flint is loaded and drawn. Fire! A volley of shots rage abruptly with an unbearable noise. Dust, heat, and water droplets evaporate in the distance creating a hazy outline, a mirage that shimmers like glass. Beads of sweat form on your brow. You are part of the 3rd regiment, a cavalry unit.

A dead body is seen, its eyes rolled back in its head.

The ship navigates around Africa, sailing around the coast to reach the Suez Canal – a major feat of human engineering. You, along with your fellow troops and horses, arrive here, shuttled and ferried over a vast distance. Brown woollen uniforms, basic issue, each one of you handed a rifle and a horse to be cared for, cradled and treated with exceptional care. For this would be your lifeline and would sustain you in times of stress.

Dark blood gushes onto a torn uniform.

A shanty town in an oppressive heat is seen in the distance. Egypt, Aswan. A shorts stay commences here before having to move on with the regiment. Your mates, blokes you’ve only just become acquainted with, shift uneasily. Fright is not detected in their eyes only a slight nervous waver in their voices as conversation is made to placate the stillness.

Grisly bone, broken and split, rips through an unidentifiable body part.

A South African accent is heard, “And which side are you on man?” A brief reply, “For King and country.” Your unit has dismounted. The horses must be left behind. Intense regret and deep sorrow is felt among the troops. You are seen momentarily, eyes wide with red hair, you turn as bullets begin to fly. Troop movement, Egypt is left behind as Gallipoli emerges.

Salvo. Salvo. Blistering metal glistens as shots are discharged. A few men penetrate and make their way through enemy lines. Yet, who is the enemy here?   A voice utters, “For Crown and State.” An advance of men charge with bayonets, slicing, gouging and yelling as dust surrounds and clings to sweaty skin.

You, the man with the wide eyes and red hair, see everything around you. You hear the deafening noise; battle cries mixed with gunfire and automated weapons – more feats of humankind. This is mechanised warfare to be fought with proper machines, an accomplishment for the 20th century. Your hearing has been compromised during these battles.

I see you suddenly standing amidst a flower of life pattern. Light radiates above and gently drifts and encompasses you. This flow of energy enters your crown chakra. The thunderous noises of the distant battlefield scenes fade into a distilled, vibrating quiet. Space is both infinitesimal and vast, with energetic connections radiating in all directions. Light opens and moves into your third eye chakra. I see it spin and immediately halt where fear and agitation are felt. These feelings prevent the smooth flow of energy. You are capable, as all of us are, of seeing much more than what is in your field of vision. The energetic light shifts down to your throat chakra, compression and tightening is felt here. Deep lingering memories have eviscerated your communication. I watch pure white energy seep and meld into this energy field to create a balanced open spin. The energy travels further to your heart chakra. A diffusive green light is seen here. Pain is felt. Memories have created an unwillingness to allow others to suffer. Archangel Gabriel rebalances and allows you to receive and spread love. Forgiveness, self-love and compassion expand. Your solar plexus chakra is brilliantly lit, open and spinning. A general feeling of strength, perseverance and happy enthusiasm is perceived. The light continues to your sacral chakra.   An open spinning balance is sensed where the material world and that which you value the most merges. The light extends to your first chakra, your base chakra, which is open and moves in concordance with who you are at your core and what you came here to be.

I ask for your guides to kindly assemble themselves for me. You are seen again on the flower of life pattern, wearing the brown woollen soldiers uniform. I hear snippets of conversation, “the cost of lives taken and the unfairness of war.” I hear these lyrics:

And there’s another country, I’ve heard of long ago, 

Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;

We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;

Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;

And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,

And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all path are peace.

                                                                              “I Vow to Thee My Country”

The beautiful light of Archangel Gabriel is perceived, helping to enhance creativity, promote optimism and positive energy around you as any remaining fears are gently eased away. The Ascended Master Sanat Kumara whose energy helps all to realise that thoughts are real and can take form in other dimensions, helps you to continue to have positive thoughts and in so doing raise human consciousness.

I ask to see a timeline. Currently you are surrounded by brilliant light bringing forth renewal, joy and pleasure. Despite what is happening around you, growth, success and happiness radiate from within you. Others feel drawn to your warmth, compassion and generosity. Your light reaches far and wide and truths begin to emerge where certain paths can be seen. With continued focus on happiness and the most joyful of memories, this light will shine even more brightly on your current path. Leaving the past behind, and moving on, the time has arrived to finish a difficult cycle in your life and move forward. You can learn and grow stronger from lessons you have learned in the past. A healing process is underway where your goals and desires can be set to allow what is most beneficial for you to enter into your life. A new sense of purpose will allow you to set a new foundation for the future. New ideas, revelations and positive energy will be at an all time high attracting others to feel your excitement and joy. Know that this is your time to spread your wings and fly.

End of Reading

 

 

A Black Raven

An argument has broken out between two brothers. Heated words are heard as a man steps purposefully away and walks into the distance. Harsh sounds and tones resonate behind him moving from a high to low pitch.

He boldly strides away from the confrontation, loudly enunciating his words with anger, each vowel extended in order to exert his will. He will not be swayed or pushed instead he chooses to remain steadfast with his own notions of trade, ledgers, and movement.

A black raven turns its head. On the vast eastern steppe of Inner Mongolia a camp is set up, a tented circle spanning a wide distance. This is China around the 13th century.

Biting winds carry grass seeds far and wide. The tents are secure from the brazen wind. Clouds litter the sky, allowing the sun quick moments of respite. Feelings of intense hostility are sensed. Each brother holds an uncompromising position neither willing to budge and their anger is directed towards each other. A change in burdens and responsibilities is met with animosity. Both men refuse to concede.

Hundreds of horses gallop across a wide plain. The strong gusts of wind lift and carry the seeds further afield, moving, dispersing, and creating ripples of change. Trade in grain, highly valued and needed, is part of the change. One brother, his tunic fitting loosely around him, refuses to allow his brother to take control. The concept of self-determination lies deeply within his heart and he will not submit to coercion.

The distant horizon stretches as far as the eye can see. The solid earth trembles in sonorous pounding waves as horses, multitudes of them, are seen moving across the plain. Muscular with a short stature, they appear strong and robust. North, South, East, West, the animals move together with the wind and the grass, forever seeking the sweet grass.

Nomadic tribes moving as the wind does, changing direction and following the horses. You are one with your horse. Precision and controlled movement is swift as the wind and feared by many. A raid, a territorial dispute, and a push for more control causes two brothers to be unwilling to compromise and cede authority, creating a rift within the clan.

This argument will result in a division between the two, each seeking their own self-interest. Words are heard as fire symbols catch the sky: devaluation, proceeds, marking objects for trade, glass beads, animal hides, sky bear and the mountain people. There is a complete disregard for one another. The spring rains will soon come to quench the dry lands. A rain of agonies, tearing down what is around them and forcing each man to comply with the will of the other. Consequences of this event will lead to many dead with tempers raging and seething among the living.

I see beautiful ribbons of white light from the Great Galactic Sun flood the plains. Horses continue to move agilely across the steppe. I watch light energy instantly flow into the emotional and spiritual side of you and observe your chakras. The light moves to your base chakra. It spins, balanced and grounded with the physical world around you. At your sacral chakra an uneven spin leads to a slight imbalance where you perceive yourself in connection to Spirit. At your solar plexus chakra, light moves broadly and swiftly outwards. Your heart chakra spins, casting an immense and ever widening brilliant light outward. A deep love, humility, and reverence are felt here. At your throat chakra, a slight tightness is felt where emotional communication or expression is hindered. Your third eye chakra is wide open, allowing clear intuition, insight and wisdom. From your crown chakra, a massive expanse of light imbuing a higher perception and connection with all that is.

I ask your guides and angels to kindly appear before me. You stand furthest forward and your guides assemble behind you. A leather helmet covers your head. Leather flaps hanging from your loose trousers, a leather belt is tooled with geometric designs. Your legs astride, your hands and arms placed with their full weight upon a sword. The beautiful light of Archangel Gabriel, the messenger, appears around you, helping to enhance communication and creativity while balancing energy levels. The Ascended Master Sanat Kumara is also felt around you, aiding in the realization that with a raised consciousness thoughts are real and can form in other dimensions.

I ask to see a current timeline from the past into the future. That which you have been building in the recent past is firmly established with a strong and solid foundation. The Universe can now give back to you, but realize that nothing remains stagnant and the winds of change are always at your door. At the present time inner strength is within you to complete what you may have been working on. By accessing inner reserves of discipline and perseverance, you can achieve your desired outcome. In the future there is spiritual awakening, clarity and truth. As you evaluate the past and lessons you’ve learned, you will be able to forgive, accept and heal so that you can move forward in a balanced way. Trust what you know to be true and understand that what was once not obvious can now be realized and understood.

End of Reading

A Tight Knit Community

 

A beautiful turquoise blue light appears.  It fills the room entirely.  A healing light.  I hear the lyrics from Miley Cyrus, “We Can’t Stop”:

It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want

We stay awhile in this blue room, immersing ourselves completely.  There is a tangible quality to the light.  I view it more closely, seeing and feeling gentle undulating waves enveloping our presence.  The waves move through us, working as ocean waves do, gently and imperceptibly wearing down our surface.  Pulling back into it that which is no longer needed and leaving us stripped, exfoliated, shining and bright.  I allow indeterminate time here, for where we are, everything seems and feels perceptibly slower.

A Saxon village.  The Viking Age.  I see a woman wearing a rough linen or flax gown, with long brown hair, helping with the work in a field.  High summer, harvest time.  Laughing voices, a tight knit community.  I am suddenly wary of going further, my intuition tells me, just as foreshadowing in a story, that though appearing idyllic, there is something amiss here, something about to go terribly wrong.  My heart beats away as I slow down the information I am receiving.  Suspense builds and suddenly the information streaming forth pushes images of a horrific Viking raid before me.   Bludgeoning, terror, fright and mayhem.

I see children running, adults screaming, unable to run for cover.  A sense of being caught unexpectedly and suddenly, completely unaware of the awaiting terror.

I understand the neutralising blue light.  As you stand within it, I read your chakras.  Your crown chakra is wide open, stellar and bright.  Your 3rd eye is closed tightly.  It spins, allowing information to filter through.  Gradual awareness and complete opening, happening progressively.  At your throat chakra, I feel a tight, very tight squeezing.  This, I feel, is being done by someone else.  Complete control.  A way to completely control and inhibit your own voice while they secure a vehicle of motion.  Imagine a hitchhiker.  At your heart chakra, I see a blooming flower.  Petals opening slowly to the warmth and love of the world.  At your solar plexus, I see light blinking, as if opening and closing.  An intermittent push of your will with that of another.  Criticism blocking out your own focus.  At your sacral chakra there is a whooshing noise.  A rush of emotions here, letting out guilt, anger, victim mentality.  This release is bringing about emotional stability for you.  At your base chakra, I feel a want to collapse.  Foundations of trust, security and stability being broken down.  You are letting go and establishing a new grounded foundation.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear in your rough woven gown.  There are children with you, a boy and a girl.  Your love is immense and extends warmly out to them.  Vivid, blue light of Mother Mary encircles all of you.  Her presence and love, deeply felt here.  Ascended Master Sanat Kumara appears, helping to realise and understand that thoughts are real and can have form, even in another dimension.  Archangel Michael’s presence surrounds you, providing protection and love.

I ask to see a timeline.  The scene from earlier reappears and unwinds itself more fully.  Your children and their safety, you yearn for.  In a strong emotional outburst, your thoughts create a bond linking you with them in this moment of terror.  A desire to shield and protect them is expressed forcefully and a tie that binds you to them ensues.  At the present time, I see you stepping away from past ties and creating a new foundation for yourself.  In the future, a happiness, a knowing that your journey was eventful but necessary.  You are One with All.

End of Reading

Teams of Stormtroopers

I hear the lyrics from Eminem, “The Monster”

I’m friends with the monster
That’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy
Yeah, you think I’m crazy (crazy)

Note to Reader:  As with every reading, please use your own discernment.

Stormtroopers, but they are not from war torn Germany during The Great War, they are from Mars.  I listen to the following narrative:

“A battle fought long ago with no consequent winners.  A battle fought for the sake of fighting, expressing extreme hostility and control over others.   This war has been somewhat captured in science fiction movies, but all have yet to understand the full destructive capabilities of those fighting against each other.  Modern military equipment today is antiquated in comparison to what was used at this time.”

“War is of a low vibration.  We succeeded in succumbing to our base emotions, being driven by an intensity of emotion that you on Earth would consider psychotic.  We did not hold back, we exercised no prudence or caution and we thought very little of others and the outcome of our actions.  Our elusive goal was victory over our pursuers, a want to control them.  We saw blazing flash fires, crashing vehicle modules and extreme intensities of heat.  Teams of stormtroopers in protective clothing would rush to scenes of violence, helping to either escalate the fighting or clear the scene entirely.  We saw no surrender.  All sides fighting.”

“I want to tell you these things in order to put a stop and quell violence and warfare on Earth.  You are all Earth guardians, having chosen Earth as your landing stage.  Do not betray the dedication and sense of responsibility that each of you hold in your hearts.  Your lives are not about destruction, senseless killing, and all calamity of horrors.  One must find love in one’s heart, love for fellow men, for Earth, for Creation.  I am but a reminder to all of those who follow in the path of destruction.  Ultimately it only destroys you, limiting your own growth.  I send this message with love.”

I watch in astonishment as a bright star suddenly vapourises before my eyes.  The shining light blinks into nothingness and I am left with darkness before me.  I observe shimmering light fall around you, sensing a need to soothe and console.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is a big expanse, a shining light is exposed here.  A deep connection with Source.  Your 3rd eye revolves and spins, but spins with intermittent black outs.  A sense of trying to gather too much information at once.  At your throat chakra, I sense an inner harmony.  A knowing of who you are in your heart and complete acceptance therein.  At your heart chakra, a blazing light shines forth, a love for humanity and the planet.  A need to keep everything safe here for millennia to come.  Your solar plexus spins, shining forth a joyous love for being here at this point in time.  Your sacral chakra spins, but dims at times.  A reluctance is felt to involve yourself too deeply in relationships.  At your base chakra you are grounded.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear as I quickly saw you at the start of the reading.  You are wearing stormtrooper gear, ready to move with your unit.  Attachment to base emotions is felt here as well as the realisation of the need to release.  The Ascended Master Sanat Kumara is here with you at this point in time, helping you and Humankind understand that thoughts are real and can have form, even in another dimension.  There is a group hovering around you.  Men in arms from the past, helping you and encouraging you to let go of suppressed thought forms.  These are your brothers.  I feel the presence of AA Michael with you, a beautiful, radiating love that encompasses all.  A knowing and ambition to fulfill your mission here.

I ask to see a timeline.  You and your team were caught unawares.  Liquidised, vapourised immediately.  Though your life was led in pursuit of fear, warfare, superiority, many lessons have been deeply ingrained within you.  Your depth of knowledge is accessed of this destructive era while here on Earth, spreading love and peaceful thoughts around you.  Avoiding conflict at all costs.  At the present time, I see a sports match being played.  Enjoyment at winning but in a confined, organised way.  In the future, I see you attending to others, helping in a most useful and caring way.

End of Reading