The Importance of the Angelic Kingdom 3
The following is THE IMPORTANCE OF THE ANGELIC KINGDOM 3 (Saint Germain's Address) May, 1953 Part C from Dictations by The Ascended Masters, Copyright 1995 Ascended Master Teaching Foundation, ISBN 0-939051-17-6.
Stonehenge 1 by Allison L. Williams Hill
You have been told that the birth currents have been transferred from the Master Himalaya's Retreat in the East, into that of the God Meru in South America, which means that the birthrate will greatly increase in the Western Hemisphere in the future, because the pull of the magnetic power which has drawn the teeming millions of souls into India and China, and other Asiatic countries in the past, is now reversed and will begin shortly to draw the souls toward Western incarnation.
As the Western vehicles (bodies) are so much more vital and energetic than those of the East, we expect to have a greater amount of energy to handle in this increased Western population, the greater part of which we hope to draw toward Canada and South America, in order to keep the heart of the United States free from any more individual karma 33 than that which she already has to meet.
The Sentinels by Allison L. Williams Hill
The images that I am now seeing, it brought me back to when the stars began to swirl around you. They formed almost a vortex, a womb of light. While the individual stars remained clear ad remained colorful, and it was as if the universe swirled around you and you traveled through it, one galaxy after another, over and over, back and through. And now as the stars move around you, suddenly one star would get very bright and shoot a beam to specific parts of your body.
The only place they are not shooting directly into is the abdominal womb area. But all the light that enters the body is going TO that area. It amplifies where it is first then it starts traveling other pathways of light filling that very area. I feel like that area is beginning to swirl with energy. The swirl is moving outward, white, lavender, specks of gold and silver...specks of gold, threads of silver, like a tornado or vortex. It's widest around your womb or abdominal area and then it's drawing out darkness and negativity. And it's stretching further and further out til it's connecting to what I call a Crack in the Universe where you can see the Pure Light of God. And it's releasing all that negativity.
They ask you to take deep breathes and as you exhale, just release, relax and let go. Just let the darkness from anywhere in your body, your being, your spirit, your consciousness, pass through...the womb and abdominal area and just go out into the swirling vortex of light and keep releasing the darkness, and releasing the darkness.
And the vortex is still centered on the abdominal and womb area but it's like it's extending. I want to call it a secondary vortex but it's not. It's extended energy, swirling around and it's getting wider until it's encompassing your whole body and beyond.
It's drawing negativity, darkness, illusion, limitations, separation, and disbelief, belief, anything that is other than God, it's drawing it out of you. They've repeated over and over to me that this is the natural state of healing after the last one you that have been through.
When we deal with the illusion of Death head on, face our fear, move through it, we come out the other side and realize death is nothing more than transformation, evolution, transmutation. Death is becoming... Death is birth just as birth is Death and birth is becoming.
Thought detail by Allison L. Williams Hill
Dear people! I am so vitally interested in this race! I am so vitally interested in your endeavor, I am so vitally interested in bringing a consciousness of freedom into your hearts and feelings, and if I could only share with you my enthusiasm, I would feel that I had accomplished much toward preparing you as shepherds for the days, the months, the years ahead.
When the multitudes awaken you will understand what I mean when I say to you—prepare ye well for that day! Anchor yourselves in the power of your own individual Christ Selves and feel that you have full access to my council, my love, and my heart's light at a moment's notice.
Bananaquits by Allison L. Williams Hill
I am so eager to assist you in every way I can. I want to share with you my plans, my hopes, my vision. I want to share my life with you, and my feeling of the power within the flame in your own hearts. No one has yet even touched the feeling of the power of accomplishment that is 34 within that flame, for once you have touched it, your momentum will be such that it will be a contagion, and everyone you contact will know its reality—not as a long, slow, arduous process, but as an instantaneous action of alchemy.
Speaking of “alchemy,” I never say the word that I do not think of the centuries I spent endeavoring, through
the use of the physical flame, to transmute base metals into gold, but from that, I graduated into the more
subtle action of changing the quality of unseen energy by the con centrative power of the Sacred Fire.
In the universities of Europe during the early centuries, the curriculum was not regulated as it is now. In those days, anyone who had a talent for teaching and was interested in learning of any kind, generally gravitated to those centers, occupying such quarters in the towns as their means would allow. There, they offered their “wares,” whether it was the study of the sciences, or the mastering of a musical instrument— whatever the field might be. I was among those who, in secret, were investigating the subtle forces of nature, and for many, many years while I pursued those studies, I subsisted on a few crusts of bread, my students coming to me by night, lest they be seen by their fellows and marked as belonging to a witchcraft order.
I have known what it was to walk down a village street and to have mothers shield their children with their great black aprons, lest my shad ow fall upon them and “contaminate them for life.” Yet, I persevered in my endeavors, and so passed eventually from that embodiment, seemingly, to all appearances, a dismal failure—the good people in that vicini ty throwing back their shutters and opening wide their windows that day, thus expressing their relief that “the scourge” was gone.
You have not, and will not in this life, thank God, experience any of these trials that bite so deeply into the soul, and I only refer to them to tell you that I can feel with you the subtle tests through which you pass, but let me assure you that they have no real importance in the great scheme of things, because when your heart is convinced that the power of God and the Presence of God make up your day star, all these things will pass, and you will one day step over the threshold of freedom into that great sphere of light which is your eternal home. My main endeavor now is to charge your feeling worlds with a consciousness of my reality as an individual, so that you may feel you can draw up a chair at any time, and we will sit and talk together when seeming conditions of distress cloud for a moment the light of your personal sun. Would you not do as much for a friend? DEAR PEOPLE, YOU ARE MY HOPE, MY ONLY 35 CHANNELS OF EXPRESSION, AS YOU HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE CENTURIES—IF YOU CAN ACCEPT THIS IN YOUR FEELINGS. I CHALLENGE YOU TO INVITE ME AND SEE IF I DO NOT RESPOND IN A TANGIBLE RADIATION THAT WILL BE OF PRACTICAL ASSISTANCE TO YOU IN YOUR EVERYDAY LIFE.
You see, dear friends, the Masters have been, through orthodox thinking, relegated to realms of clouds of glory. They have been represented as visionary, ephemeral beings who render service to the world through radiation alone—and we do on occasion, but, when you come to a point of union with a Master, you put aside this visionary fellow and accept a practical friend. Now, that is what I would be to you. Will you accept me? I trust you will! I also trust that we may often sit together and talk—of seemingly unimportant things, of sentimental things. We may discuss the suns and the stars in space, but we will talk of homely things, too, for that is the stuff of which friendship is made.
Oh, how many of you recall the fragrance of the early violets of an English springtime—the children playing, the salt spray of the ocean on our faces as we looked longingly for land, and there was none. Oh, all the memories of which you and I are a part! The staunchness of hearts that believed, when in ourselves we wondered if we could be wrong! These are the heart ties that bind. These are the friendships that endure, long after the garments of flesh have been laid aside and the soul has passed into new experiences.
When we speak to you and stir these memories, you may say within yourselves, “Oh, yes, he is right, he is a friend! He is as close to us as we are to each other and as eager to assist us”—and so I am! This is what I would like you to feel—I LOVE YOU! I BLESS YOU! I THANK YOU!
Saint Germain
*Since the above address was given, the purification temples referred to by Saint Germain, have been established in the psychic and astral realms.
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