A bright day unfolds with clear blue skies. Wheat fields are almost ready to be shorn and barley has been cut, leaving only stubble behind in fields.
The murmur of birds is heard in the distance. An unexpected intruder interrupts the scene. Northmen, having gathered in groups, descend upon the fields; ruthless arrogance is felt among them. A clamour of villagers seeks their closest kin, holding them tight, unwilling to let go. These Northmen wreak havoc and terror with each dwelling they set alight. Their intent is to destroy.
Drawn swords glint in the sun. The villager’s fear is as palpable as the adrenaline rush of the intruders. Villagers flee, trying to escape and elude their pursuers. A scene of carnage ensues.
A child’s cry is heard as the attackers ambush the village. A chilling scene follows of bodies strewn without care. Black smoke seethes and grips tender wood and thatch. High flames seize and crackle allowing moisture to escape. The scorched remnants tease the air with putrid waste. Britain around the 9th century.
A raiding party has descended upon your settlement in order to enrich themselves and disseminate fear. Your life has been irrevocably changed in the blink of an eye, all set aflame by the marauders from the North. Deep in your heart is disbelief and immense terror. Ashen faces surrounding you are in shock, all having been dealt a bitter blow. Scenes of destruction around you are mirrored by an utter collapse within you. Compliance, servitude, penury and lack complete the wheel of fortune. These men wreak havoc and take to ensure their permanence as well as your utter demise. They are able to bolster their rule by suppression, a reversal of fortunes and lamentable greed.
I see before me a sand hourglass; time is being shifted. Each trembles with fright, their fate yet unknown. A stoic acceptance of that which has befallen them slowly eases into their conscious vision. The scenes of violence and destruction, however, are not pushed away or erased from you. This pain festers and lingers without alleviation. A dark clot of emotional upheaval that is boxed, crated and wrapped, carefully guarding a most delicate, extraordinary and fragile part of your past.
I view massive amounts of light from the Great Galactic Sun pore forth into your crown chakra and a dazzling burst of white light extends and opens to reveal a deep expanse dotted with white lights. Your third-eye chakra rotates and spins slowly, heavily, as if weighted down by fear of the unknown and unexpected. At your throat chakra a fluid movement masks itinerant feelings. Your appearance concealing that which you really are, just as a cloak hides what is worn beneath it. At your heart chakra, an audible sigh is heard. A gentle, yet palpable love spreads out for humanity and all creatures. A special bond here is felt with animals where communication can easily be developed. A light emerges at your solar plexus chakra, radiating brightly, intention is placed to reach certain points where influence can help to manifest and create. Your sacral chakra spins, a rush of energy, impulsive and impatient to create that which you see within you without. At your base chakra, you are grounded and anchored.
I ask for your current guides to please present themselves. You appear first wearing a garment of thick woven cloth, your hair tied away from your face. Your eyes dart furtively left and then right, anticipating what will come next. The beautiful light of Master Lady Mary enfolds around you. She imparts energies of intuitive wisdom as well as helping you to establish yourself securely in society. Her presence allows a stronger connection with Nature’s Elementals and this greatly benefits all life on Earth. The energy of the Master Sanat Kumara also surrounds you; he assists in realising that thoughts are real and can have form, even in another dimension. These thoughts can have effects upon other life forms, not only on Earth but also in Universal Space. The bright overarching light of Archangel Uriel is currently around you, reflecting the beautiful light of illumination. This light releases deep energy blocked within the system while invigorating and activating action and courage.
I ask to see a timeline. After a scourge of violent attacks on settlements, villagers are unable to withstand the onslaught and must forcibly adhere to the victors and their impositions upon them. A time wrought with pain, terror and a complete disregard for human life. With a fortuitous outcome, your life has been spared, yet the enduring horror of the raid remains deep within you, buried under successive layers of tears and mortar. Although a new life awaits you, the deleterious scenes of carnage and wrath accompany you with every step you take. At the present time, I view feelings of happiness and elation. Good news, yet unexpected, permeates the scene. In the future, I see bright squares of light reflecting down upon a room convened with people. Each person wanting to share their thoughts and position regarding their current views. All be will be heard, all acknowledged.
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