Holy City - Place of Power!

The story continues from the previous two blogs....

It was Friday evening, the Jewish Sabbath and the first day of Pesach (Passover). I Am in the Holy City of Jerusalem and I left you as I was walking towards the Western Wall, the Wailing Wall, the only original part of the Sacred Temple of King David.

Not only was it historically and religiously of great importance, it was built in an area of the city that is one of the most powerful energy centres of the localised Earth Grid. The wall now partly acts as a retaining wall for the foundations of Temple Mount, upon which sits, the Islamic sacred site of Al Aqsa Mosque. An interesting ‘game’ of power to ‘govern’ this vortex of energy, between two faiths, that come from the same father, Abraham!

Within the telluric Earth Grids of Yerushalayem, there are powerful spiraling energies that have been accessed as portals to other dimensions. Some of them lay dormant, some are being misused, some continue to be in need of clearing and a few have the potential possibility of pure crystalline spinning unity! There are many Lightworkers who are called to these places of power, within the Grids of Gaia, and some who even choose to be born there. Like others, I may not see the whole picture or understand the why’s and wherefore’s, but the inner ‘calling’ to weave my light at these sacred power points, is so strong that to ignore it becomes incredibly uncomfortable; with a faith beyond logic, that has me know where to be and when!

There are always those who have gone before, those will come after and those who may be ‘working’ along side you, unbeknown to each other! I am grateful and love you all. There are those of us whose role it is to be physically in certain locations, as crystalline transmitter’s and receiver’s of the energetic flow and those who support from afar....and then, of course, there are the multitude of Angelics, Masters and Source, that flow in unison with us, according to our own will being aligned with the will of Divinity! Suffice to say, there is so much more to share on many levels and I am assured that you shall feel your own truth when you are ready.

So I am standing in the large square in front of The Wall, hundreds of people milling around, coming and going, gathering in groups, entering the sanctum of prayer; an area closer to the wall, which is split into a narrow area for women and a larger area for men. A little giggle inside says that women have less n

eed to pray, as many indigenous people’s say, women don’t need to drum, for they already know the heartbeat of Mother Earth! The truth is for each to discern; all I know is that my prayer must come from the clear feelings of a loving heart. Perhaps women must now drum in unison with the men, to recreate and regenerate the heartbeat of unity?

I find a spot at the centre of the square and stand still within my own inner silence. To most, I would appear to be just watching, but those who can ‘see’, would notice how people naturally left space around me, choosing to change direction or move away, allowing me to feel freer to gently expand my field. I began to move into the sacred play of energetically diving deep, to the crystalline core of Mother Earth and flying high, to the direct Source of All.

For those of you who have been with me from the beginning, you may remember that I spent a month before coming to Israel, preparing my own Eletro-Magnetic Field and MerKaBa of Light, specifically aligning with the Earth and Cosmic Grids of these Holylands; working with energetic templates, sacred geometries, sound, light and movement, clearing, strengthening, balancing, re-callibrating..... In my teachings I share some of this work, for others to expand their own ability to effectively awaken these codes of light and sound within, all in preparation for these changing times, for 2012 and beyond!

Having spent a month before coming and then a week with the Shaman bottle-nosed Dolphins of Eilat, I felt strengthened, encouraged, attuned and ready for the work I was called to do here in this holy place of power. There was also a part of me feeling a few threads of apprehension and fear at what may be brought to the surface for clearing and release; breaking through to new initiatory levels! Through these many weeks of preparation, I had experienced some deep and penetrating emotions, that had me bawling my eyes out, shaking with grief, terrified with fear - I am ever grateful to my breath, the Breath of the Universe, leading me through these Gateways, into an even vaster awareness of the One Heart of Pure Love and Joyful Peace!

....and there is always more! As we clear our own personal fields and raise our vibration, we assist in clearing our families, our ancestors, the collective consciousness of humanity, of the earth and beyond. So the next time you feel a deep emotion, ask yourself, ‘how much of this is mine and how much is because I am feeling the collective energies?’ We are all making a difference simply through this awareness, by staying unattached and working on ourselves. So, this is a slight insight into my own journey to being here in the Holylands this time. Like many, I know I have been here in other lifetimes and know there are more personal reasons for my presence, as well as the knowledge that I have agreed to return, as one of many Lightworkers, in service to the whole.

I set a diamond template of Light above and below the place I have stood and make my way towards the female section of prayer. Adjusting my scarf to cover my head, I humbly enter and slowly make my way through the women to the wall. There are those in silent prayer, some reading out loud, others outwardly grieving, none with a look of serenity and love. Through a high speed slide show of inner eye images, I saw the faces of worshippers from many faith, all in serious pursuit of Godliness, seeming to lack light and love within their eyes. I saw how many go to their places of worship with their worries, fears and burdens of life and few who are simply in devotion. The higher frequencies of Pure Loving Joy were missing....

As I reached the wall, I put one hand on the stones, leaning my head against it. My other hand was clasping a rose quartz heart against my own heart, amplifying and strengthening a connection to the One Heart. Having aligned to specific energetic geometries, I surrendered, allowing myself to be a conduit of transmutation, transformation and rebalance. Within seconds I felt an almost overwhelming wave of grief bursting through every part of me.

I continued to breath deeply and silently up and down through my

chakric column and deep into my heart centre. Multi-dimensional templates of sound and light were spinning through every cell and molecule, expanding the contracted energy and increasing the frequencies of liquid light! Through the deep pains and wounds of the past, feelings of nausea and a disgusting putrid taste had me almost faint, but I began to gently chant sounds of light that were penetrating through the surface of the wall and soon I was floating on an Ocean of Love! ‘The show’ was a marvel to feel and experience, despite the intensity of energy in motion! There were horrific images to release, visions to expand, keys to activate and so much more.... It was done! Before leaving, I placed the programmed rose quart heart in a small hole out of obvious view.....

As I walked toward the same spot in the square, I noticed how it was still clear of people and watched the spinning light grid shimmering above. I had received additional activations of light and sound through the earth portal and the timeless knowledge that was encased within the wall. Standing there, once more, I invoked the Oneness, grounding and expanding the new templates of pure crystalline diamond sound and light. For many, this can seem completely far fetched, to others, all in a days work! When you know, you know, although there are also times of doubt, when you feel you may just be making it all up! Thank fully there is enough specific synchronicity and insight, showing the purpose and The Way! Of course, it can seem that nothing has changed, but all things begin in the imagination, which for many of us, is simply the absolute awareness of others dimensions, all affecting each other in the Unified Field and Web of Life!

I took a deep breath of completion, grounding my energies down into the earth, to bring myself more fully present into the 3D world of now! I had no idea how long I had been, having said I would be half an hour and given the intent to let time be divinely guided! I turned to where I had arranged to meet the Jewish gentleman who had invited me to Seder dinner and there he was, standing a few feet behind me. He smiled a broad grin of mischievous joy and humbly nodded his head with ‘shalom, I am Aaaron’. Follow me, he gestured and we slowly made our way through the crowds to the corner of the square where he introduced me to the bright aura of an Austrian woman, Karin, who was also going to join this evenings Pesach dinner. Somehow it was a relief that I was not the only naiive ‘foreigner’, possibly being taken for a ride, but both of us felt there was a genuine authenticity about this man. The discernment of a little fear just keeps us on our toes, alert to all eventualities, with the comfort of trusting in the journey! Our impression was that the dinner was somewhere close by, but as we followed Aaron, at a faster and faster pace, it seemed the destination may allude us.... where on earth are we going...?!

To be continued....

I commend you for reading on and allowing me to share the weavings of each thread! I aspire to inspire you to journey with me and know that what is mine is yours, what is yours is mine - We Are All One!

Sparkles of Joyous Love until another day....

Holy City - Path of Peace (contd)

I have returned! Yes, I know, few days later than expected, as in the unpredictable world of internet connections, it has been rare to go online at the cafe bar that has become myoffice away from home! I realise that I wandered off the track of ‘sustainability’, right from the start, but the meanderings shall eventually come full circle and show the relevance of this journey to inspire!

Continuing from where I left off on my last post: I was seemingly stranded in Eilat, knowing I had to be in Yerushalayem by nightfall. It was Friday, the Holy Sabbath Day in Judaism, beginning at sunset on Friday and finishing with the setting sun on Saturday. For those of faith, it is not allowed to use any machinery, including transport, so on a normal Sabbath, there would be very little public transport, but today was the first day of Pesach (Passover), one of the most important Jewish holidays, honouring the Exodus of the Israelites from Egypt.

Everyone I spoke to said that it was absolutely impossible to travel today and that I should wait until at least the next day; better still, the next week! My heart felt pulled between disappointment at a lack of natural flow and a determination to open the door of possibility! Within minutes I was in Muslim owned taxi, whisking me off to the edge of town, where I decided the God’s would assist me in a safe and easy passage to the Holy City of Peace! When I told him where I was going, he suggested driving me there, but a six hour taxi fare was definitely way beyond my budget. I was planning on hitching a ride, not something you share with your Mother, until after the adventure! I looked quite incongruous, stood on the roadside, with my bright red suitcase. Gone were the days when I travelled the world with my trusty backpack!

I valiantly put out my thumb at the few passing cars and withdrew it as soon as a taxi slowe

d down. Eagerly I anticipated the perfect ride, trusting the Divine to make all the necessary arrangements! Finally a car pulled over, and I jumped with excitement, until I looked inside and saw four middle-aged men glaring at me! I said out loud, hands thrust in the air, “God, I really trust you, but not quite that much!” With waves of doubt beginning to flow through me, I was surprised at myself, when after twenty more minutes a small car stopped with two young men.

Immediately I knew I was safe and in good hands! ....And this was so! Two students from Italy and Holland, both studying at Haifa University. Their route would take me about a third of The Way, but as we chatted about life, our shared journeys and the possibility of lasting peace, the bond between us

grew into a feeling of ‘soul family on a mission’! I didn’t even realise they’d driven past my drop off point and before I knew it, we were driving along the western shore of the Dead Sea! They’d decided to take me to the Heart of Jerusalem! It was an important journey, following the energy line that weaved it’s way from the Red Sea to the Dead Sea, to the Sea of Galilee! Connecting with the ancient communities of the Essene and to the crystalline minerals of this sacred valley! These Divine Men were Goddess sent!

Many years before, leading a tour group to Jordan and Israel, I’d stayed in the St. George Hotel and I knew I was to return, to retrace a remembrance of where I’d left off! It was thirteen years since I’d stayed there, so you can imagine my amazement when the manager remembered me and invited me to join him for tea. He was a Palestinian Christian, who worked part time as a volunteer for an interfaith peace movement. Apparently even back then, I was spouting the importance of walking a Path of Joyful Peace and he recalled how I had arrived, settled my group and arranged to meet them in a couple of hours, for an evening walking tour of the Old City, taking in Jewish, Muslim and Christian sites!

In this life, I’d never been there before, but I dumped my bags in my room and took flight, walking rapidly through all the narrow, meandering streets, map in hand, ‘radar’ fully functioning, envisioning an easy and interesting route. It was a profound and perfectly guided path, with the company of a sleek black cat surreptitiously leading me all The Way! No-one mentioned the cat until the next morning when it arrived at the beginning of the tour! I’m sure She shape-shifted through dimensions! As I have found in many places to which I’ve been drawn, these twisting streets felt so familiar, that I have no doubt I once knew them like the back of my hand and the cat, felt as if She could have been Me!

Giorgos, the manager and I sat supping tea, speaking of the changes and sadness that was continuing to be perpetuated, with more violence and animosity, despite the wonderful work of many groups and individuals promoting cooperation, mutual respect, equality of life and a path of peace. The drastic measure to build a wall of separation, echoed the repeated patterns of the past, but I have hope and faith that one day we shall all finally see that we are All One. Sometimes the initiations of turmoil, strife and Mother Earth’s churning leads us through the chaos, to be reborn in the fullness of more Love! Each one of us can make all the difference in the world, by simply being our Authentic True Self, whose birthright is to Love, to be at Peace and to Live Life in Joy!

It was not my destiny to stay at St.George’s, despite the generous discount offered, I was to stay in the heart of the Arabic Quarter, close to the suppos’ed resurrection cave of Yeshua (Jesus). Before I left the hotel, I stood observing a large oil painting of St.George and suddenly tingled all over, with his likeness to Archangel Michael, a constant companion to many! Then the realisation struck me what a powerful weekend this was. Not only was it the beginning of Pesach, it was a Full Moon, the Buddhist Wesak Moon, St. George’s Day and to boot it all, the Queen’s Birthday - the latter may seem insignificant, but as she was reigning whilst the lands of Palestine were being divided and taken, it felt relevant! Empires and States of Power have manipulatively sort short term goals, unaware of the bigger picture, the karmic debt, the individual Souls of the Earth and the lack of awareness, that what I do to another, I do to myself, for I Am that, I Am, in the Oneness of All Life!

Before I walked out the door of the hotel, I set a specific template of sacred geometries through and around my field and expanded that gently outward to create a gentle cloak of invisibility and a tracking radar to set me on the most beneficial path, all in accordance for my highest good and the good of all concerned.... Shalom, Salaam, I walk the Way of Love, the Path of Peace! As was my usual way, I focused on staying as present in each moment as possible, a challenging task in the bustling late afternoon commuter traffic of cars, carts and careless passersby, but I have gotten used to listening and trusting the inner guidance of ‘turn left, right, stop, walk further, now, go in, wait.....’ Really, sometimes it’s that simple, at other times I am shown a distinct vision and clear path, but this one step at a time, has had clear teaching for me to be even more present in the gift of now, as well as allowing myself to surrender to letting go of control!

Thankfully, I didn’t have to pull my suitcase too far along the bumpy streets, negotiating a path through an array of curious characters. Admittedly, the messages were not always that clear and I did have a little confusion when I seemed to be ‘sent’ up and down the same street a few of times! I sense these wanderings have their own simplistic and profound lessons in weaving the web of light! The Capitol Hotel was a bit of a dive, with a gruff, angry receptionist insisting that I leave my passport with him for the night for registration, perhaps assurance I would pay up the next day or maybe to copy and steal my identity! Either way, I smiled at him and walked away, not wishing to waste energy on fear or being ‘right’ - Actually, it wasn’t such a big deal as I’m lucky enough to have two passports; a great asset when traveling between nations who lack a little mutual love for one another!

In my sparse room, I unpacked what was necessary and set a mini altar; a habit I’ve had for many years, in order to create ‘home’, to set a sacred space, to hold my energy and as a portal for receiving and transmitting frequencies of light! I sat to meditate on the next step, but within seconds I knew! I readied myself in respectful attire, to go directly to the Western Wall, also known as the Wailing Wall, the only original wall remaining of King David Temple and potently holy to the Jews. A quick look at the map to get my bearings and I was heading out the door, less obvious without a bright red suitcase and appropriately wearing a long dress, long sleeves and head scarf. The cool evening air had me quicken my step, as I went directly to the Damascus Ga

te. As I entered the Old City, I felt myself walking in two worlds! I felt the past becoming the present, the sounds reminding me of other times, the smells recalling distant memories, the faces like shadows of ‘family’ from the past! I walked with purpose and focused intent, having to keep breathing deeply, to keep myself fully aware of the physical world in which I was walking, despite the lucid dream of another life, reeling through my conscious awareness. I had experienced this many times before, but this time both the wo

rlds were so vivid and clear, that negotiating the physical confines of this old city was challenging my ability to stay centered and grounded, here and now, knowing all is happening now!! Yes, I know, our heads are still working on that one, but I’m sure your heart can feel the truth, without a need to understand! In that moment my head and heart were just having to surrender!

I could feel the magnetic pull of The Wall drawing me closer and started to remember walking in a long, regal procession, on this holiest of days, to the Gates of the Temple, for a Blessing to the Holy Yaweh and Shekina. I snapped back into this world and as I entered the large square there was a sudden infusion of energy that came pulsing though me and emanated outward, in a spiraling ray of pearlescent light, above, below and all around! It stopped me in my tracks and had me take a deep gulp of air, that I sent down into the earth, then up into the heaven’s. Centre and ground, stay still, in silence, surrender, be invisible. Time appeared to stand still as everyone around me looked as if they were moving in slow motion, each seemingly aware of the perfection of their presence at this moment, now! It could have been hours or minutes that passed by, but suddenly I was jolted to attention by a kindly man, with a long fuzzy beard, inviting me to join their group for ‘Seder’ Dinner. I felt unsure at first, a little distrust and fear creeping to the surface, but in an instant and with a twinkle of his gentle eyes, I accepted with humble gratitude! There was only one thing, I had a mission at The Wall and this I must complete. Without explanation, he agreed to meet me back there in half an hour and I walked towards the sounds of wailing, ready to feel it all......!

....and so the story shall continue another day!!

Thank you for your patient presence in my telling of this story and please feel free to make comment below....

Infinite Waves of Love to You! ♥ྀ ´¯`•.¸¸.ི♥ྀ´¯`•.¸¸.ི♥ྀ