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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 Winged Figure

An anxiety permeates the air letting out a slow breath of fear.  Fear of being found out.  I hear an old man spill out one verse after another.   I see an Ankh burning in the air.  There is a deep significance to the ritual that underlines your society.  That which you do is secret and will remain secret.  The old man has deep trust in you.  I see that you are bringing forgotten knowledge to the forefront.  Thoth is here.  A curtain draws down before me.  I have seen enough.

There are ancient stories that have been handed down throughout the years.  Myths attached to reality, fantasy mixed with truth.  ALL are the inheritors of these myths, a legacy which continues on in the human depository of knowledge.  These stories are seeded in the collective unconscious state of humanity.  These stories are YOU.

This is Egypt.  Although I feel a connection with Lemuria.  The two are intertwined, a knowledge that has been passed on repeatedly.  Thoth.  A winged figure.  A beast for some.

I see a bald man with dark skin before me.  This is ancient Egypt.  He is a teacher and you are a scribe in training.  Your knowledge is his knowledge.  You diligently listen and transcribe what you hear.  You write on what appear to be scrolls, information that is intended to be a legacy of sorts.  Your teacher’s ancient wisdom stems originally from Lemuria.  It is with great personal risk that he dictates these things to you.  Oppression, resistance and control are operational means in this society.

Working with Thoth, in a sacred manner, invoking ritual and ceremony.  You act as a conduit here, a channel for communication coming forth from your teacher.  This knowledge is with you now.   At a level of perception that you are unaware of.

I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is open with wide vistas expanding into dark and light.  Your third eye is activated and open.  A personal choice as to whether to use the activations.  At your throat chakra, I feel pressure here.  Feelings of indecision, lack of confidence, limiting your communication.  Your heart chakra is fully open, spinning, shining brightly.  Slight introversion here.  At your solar plexus, I see beautiful bright golden light.  It’s a strong light.  At your sacral chakra, intent and desire present.  Your base chakra is grounded with Gaia.

I ask for your guides to please present themselves.  You appear with a headdress, a ceremonial piece intimating your service as scribe.  Knowledge at your fingertips.  A luminous opalescent light appears around you.  Jesus Sananda is here, his healing energies extending out to you, balancing the physical and spiritual within your natural healing abilities.  His love is immense.  I feel the energy of Archangel Raphael around you.  His presence assisting you in developing your own inner vision and intuition through balance and harmony.

I ask to see a timeline.   Your life in ancient Egypt predisposed you, exposed you to information and learning.  The teachings, the words have not left you, but are there to be accessed and acknowledged.  You are truth.  You are wisdom.  Your creativity is within you.  This all you have brought forward.  At the present time, I suddenly see a facial side view of a sumo wrestler.  This is a metaphor for a challenge at hand, where you must balance your weight and creativity.  Design is tactical.  Dedication to craft.  In the future, I see steps being taken lightly backwards.  Moving backwards in order to retrace a path.

End of Reading

Sand Slips Through Her Fingers

I see a woman standing before me.   Her hair is long.  She is dressed in long robes with muted colours. I watch as her eyes move to her hands.  A handful of sand slips silently through her fingers just as tiny sand grains drop down an hourglass.   Imperceptibly moving without gaining momentum.  Time moves ever onward.  I watch her drop her hands to her sides.  This is The Sinai.  Egypt.

You are with a nomadic group, moving, resting, then pushing onward again.   Though imperceptible to you, time is moving on as you and your group make their way through the desert, seeking a promised land.

I see a light filled, sparkling, blue sky above me.  These are difficult and hard times for your group.   A deep knowing, a strong faith runs through each of you.   This enables all of you to move forward.   I’m being told time is insignificant here.

Timelessness,  the importance of being and living within the moment.

Unexpectedly, I hear music from Abba, “Dancing Queen”.

You are with your family here.  Many families have come on this journey.  You will grow up here in the desert.   Hopes and fears burn within you.  An intense desire to move out of the desert, yet never seeming able to move forward.

There is a protective light around your group.  One can see this from a distance.

I take sparkling light fromt the sky and hand it to you.  A sad, forlorn look on your face.  A never ending journey.  A desire to push time forward, but an inability to do so.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra is a beautiful, open expanse.  Blues and violets are seen here with iridescent dots of light energy.  Wide open, moving.  At your third eye, I suddenly see a green, visually lush background.  Spinning and opening, slowly allowing vistas to enfold before you.  A clarity of vision will come to you in time.  Just allow.  At your throat chakra, I feel a spinning, but then an abrupt, painful closure.  A tightening.  A flickering light.  You perceive who you are but those around you dismiss this.  Unaccepting or unwilling to acknowledge, this causes pain within you.  A bright light shines forth at your solar plexus.  Joyousness, love of life is felt here.  Your purpose is becoming apparent, revealing itself to you with joy.  At your sacral chakra, a burning creative desire is felt here, relationships holding importance and giving emotional stability.  At your base chakra, I feel you are grounded and anchored to Mother Earth.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You appear first, with your long gown.  Your face is slightly browned from the strong desert sun.  You stand simply, smiling, your hands to your side.  Jesus Sananda appears with you, a loving presence continuing to awaken and strengthen inner devotion, expressing Love, so that it may be freely shared with all.  There is support of natural healing, a correct balance of spiritual and physical well-being.  The Ascended Master St. Germaine’s presence is felt, helping create harmony and peace through melodious sounds.  Mary Magdalene’s presence also comes through, supportive and loving.  Archangel Michael’s beautiful loving light surrounds you, inspiring all seekers of higher truth and knowledge.  His Blue Ray influences the throat chakra, helping to encourage clear communication on all levels.

I ask to see a timeline.  Weary of life in the desert.  A want and desire to reach a sacred land.  You and your nomadic group do not lose faith, nor are they discouraged.  A deep sense of knowing and believing pushes you all on.  Though time moves forward, your inherent faith never diminishes.  You and your group are protected on this journey.  At the present time, I see you looking down one street and then furtively glancing down another, unsure of which direction to follow.  Then as now, you are surrounded by a protective light.  “It is not which road you take to get somewhere that is of importance, rather the journey at hand, in and of itself.  Please don’t lose sight of this.”  In the future, I see a congestion of cars, all moving in one direction.  Heads turning back to see an awesome view.  All have a knowing that all is well.

End of Reading.

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.

End of Reading.

 

A Gift From the Gods

A very young woman with dark hair appears, she is wearing a long dress.  I hear the words Persia and Egypt.  The young woman’s family is originally from Persia.

Ringlets are in your hair and it’s put up, atop your head, imitating the style of the time.  You must work.  I see you rapidly talking with other family members in a small room discussing the daily goings on, the gossip.  Your sister.  A room made of walls of earth, brown, red earth.  A cooking fire is here on the ground.

I hear a flute being played.  This is an instrument you have learned from your mother, taught when you were a young girl, learning very quickly.  A gift from the gods according to your mother.  It is your saving grace in this world.  You are able to live and survive with your musical knowledge.

There is a group of you, performing at rituals, solemn occasions, but you are not interested in this, in playing music, instead you are focused on other young girls around you, comparing yourself to them.  Cursory looks, apprising their beauty and grace with yours, comparisons that never end.  This is viewed as foolishness by your mother, unproductive and not serious.  You appear unwilling to focus on your task at hand.

Blithely unaware of the importance of the music, you focus instead on mundane issues.  You are a young girl and give no weight or assign no importance to issues beyond what you currently feel and see.  You enjoy only the present moment without thinking of your future.  I watch as you follow a maze of dark passageways with others behind you.

As you leave, I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra opens up to reveal a huge expanse dotted with twinkling lights.  Your 3rd eye is open, but moves slowly and sluggishly.  I feel incoherence, confusion and slight disassociation here.  At your throat chakra, there is an abrupt tightness at times and then a quick release.  I am told, “All is well.”  You are expanding into your true light, your true self, although a prickle of fear is felt,  perhaps a fear of rejection by those around you.  Self-expression is slightly blocked.  At your heart chakra, a soft, warm glow is emitted which becomes stronger and steadier with time.  Compassion and love for others is felt here.  At your solar plexus, a light shines forth with intermittent swaying as if confidence and ambition wane.  At your sacral chakra, I feel and see a strong light signalling emotional stability.  You hover at your base chakra.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You quietly appear, coy and turned to the side.  The musical instrument you played earlier is settled on your lap.  You do not want the instrument or the playing thereof to be the main focus or of importance here.  Your abilities to draw others to you are qualities which you wish to emphasize now.  Winning others over.   You smile with the self realisation and confidence in knowing what you possess.  Angels come around and Mother Mary appears near you.  Her comfort and understanding presence is with you at this time.  The Ascended Master St. Germaine is also with you, he oversees the growth of consciousness bringing a return to harmony and melodious sounds, opposed to the present sound which expresses humanity’s lack of harmony and peace.  His unconditional Love surrounds you.  Archangel Raphael’s presence is felt, helping to find inner guidance, love and balance to heal ourselves and others.

I ask to see a timeline.   There is a small group of you giving a concert.  Your hair is arranged carefully, oiled, with ringlets falling about your face.  You and your group are acknowledged for beautiful music that is produced together.  Your gift, your music, lifts those around you but you do not see this as a gift, rather as a hindrance to your own emotional needs and wants.  This is not something you chose.  You dismiss lightly and push away that which helps others.  At the present time, I see a woman, wide-eyed looking to either side of her.  Unsure of where to step next, tentative about moving in any direction.  You would like to see ahead with a knowing you are moving in the right direction, “Please rest assured that you are at no moment alone, and no matter the path you have chosen, nothing is wrong.  You are given guidance every step of the way!  You are loved and cherished!  We love you.”  In the future, I see a glimpse of a strangely bright light that you are shielding with your hands from your eyes.  A light that is intense and draws one to it.  You cannot separate and take leave from it.  Others are here as well, viewing.

End of Reading

Her Addiction

I feel a soft feline purring sound.  Rhythmic, comforting and warm.  A cat takes pride of place here, emphasizing knowing.  Offering protection as well as guidance into another world, a nonnatural world which the cat enters and exits at will.  This cat is a tour guide for me, so to speak.

Luxor, Karnac, Egypt.  I smell a mystical perfume unlike any modern perfume.  A deep scented oil, hints of musk and bergamot.  This oil is being smoothed onto a woman’s hair, creating a remarkable sheen and lovely smell that wafts behind her.  A woman utterly lost in fragrances and beauty.  This is a woeful need, a need that cannot always be satisfied causing short tempers, cross remarks, loud voices, and arguments.  Assuaged only when being made up, using costly products and dear oils.  A lithesome parade of beauty.

I hear these lyrics from The Beach Boys, “Good Vibrations”:

I, I love the colorful clothes she wears
And on the way this sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

The self-adulation of this woman is increased by the attention of her servants, heaping compliments and words of praise upon her.  This is her need, her addiction.

I follow the cat through the house, leaving the woman behind me, through an array of corridors leading outside to fresh air.  I hear people on the streets, vendors of food, a marketplace.  I see the people here and distinctly feel the frivolous nature of this woman, lost in herself.  I wander the streets, ever following the cat, meandering here and there.  Smells tempt me and colours tantalise my eyes.  I understand the woman now.

She is trying to reproduce, using herself, a reflection she sees in her environment.  Beauty and beguiling scents.  It’s difficult to recreate, but she is trying.  An intense desire to replicate nature at its best.  Highest admiration and praise for the natural world.

I stretch my arms up into a wide blue sky and heap violet energy into my hands.  I offer this to you and you accept with a smile.  I view your chakras.  Your crown chakra sparkles with light, is wide open to receiving.  Your 3rd eye spins and revolves but stops at times.  Your throat chakra is open.  A wide, open voice, knowing and proclaiming who you are.  At your heart chakra, I sense a silent patter.  A quiet, imperceptible movement.  A great love here, but kept hidden and unexposed.  Your solar plexus is bright, shining, spinning.  Laughter and joy felt here.  Your sacral chakra is spinning abruptly.  You are grounded at your base chakra.

I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves for me.  You are sitting on a stool covered with a length of fabric.  Your hair with its sheen, catches the sunlight and glistens.  A mimicry of the beauty found in nature.  There is a definite triumphal feeling here of having mastered what you set out to do.  AA Gabriel is with you at this point in time.  Ascended Master Lady Nada’s presence is felt.  “One must remain non-critical of themselves in order to manifest a more balanced attitude within.”

I ask to see a timeline.  You are in ancient Egypt.  The beloved cat follows you everywhere, a constant companion for your every need.  An inner knowing of the allure you produce.  Captivating to watch, you recreate and reflect beauty that you find in nature.   This is a challenge for you as well as an intense desire.  You freely give in to your every want.  At the present time, I see you talking with someone, giving information.  Informative, instructive, helping to form another’s opinion of things.  In the future, I see a handful of mewing kittens.