White Bird Hits Window, Face of Jesus, Bloodline Goes to France
Wednesday January 14, 2009 - started like most other days - blogs, clients, and time spent with friends. Yet the energies were different and one by one as friends arrived much would be revealed.
George came here in the morning to help with the February Newsletter. We created an mp3 meditation for the Full Moon 20Ľ Leo Lunar Eclipse and felt the energies building as we listened to the final version which was to set the pace, or should I say open the door, for what was to happen the rest of the day. I saw This black hole image and drew it for George.
Esther arrived in the late morning excited about a present Robert had given her - a pendulum. Pendulums are an interesting tool of divination, coming in many shapes and sizes, generally guiding their own direction, and best used with the person swinging the pendulum not knowing the question being asked beforehand. Most have us have gone through the pendulum stage, one way or another. This topic became so interesting to us yesterday, I decided to include it in the newsletter also.
So there we were, seated at the table where I do my readings, the frequencies going crazy as George and Esther used their pendulums and I worked psychically, as we asked questions on many topics, mostly personal. We further discovered that George can read my thoughts much of the time, and I his, as he is the most matched in grid frequency to me at this time. Esther has amazing psychic abilities, and can get as silly and wacky as me, as we laughed at everything.
Somehow I knew this was the fun stuff before something more serious was to happen. I could sense it building. This is how Z works.
After 'playing' for about two hours or so, it was time. George and I felt the energies shift and the information came ... something was to happen to me at the end of 2010. It was almost foreboding. Literally the doors to the outside of the program opened. We all heard my doorbell physically chime once, though no one was there when I looked.
My work would take on a new energy in 2010, as we were transported to that timeline. Along the way we noted that old programs were merging with alternative realities.
George had mentioned the labs, in and out of physical realities ... and there we were somewhere in time, with a feeling that there are forces that do not want this program shut down and would try to block me. This was one of the most powerful moments I have had since the swastika appeared on my steamed up bathroom mirror back in the mid 1980's when I went up against the Nazi forces with Mike, the man who took my blue photo and my friend Nicole. It was Z who came to my rescue and replaced the swastika with a cross as Ellie hid under the covers. What was further interesting with that scenario, in the years before the internet, when one had to find things in an encyclopedia, I had taken Volume "S" off the shelf to check the design of the pattern, and as I set the book down on the desk, it mysteriously opened to the page with the Swastika on it.
We are about to breach the point in the end game where things could go wrong and we would have to loop back yet again.
I felt Z with me and understood what Dilmun meant when he told me last month he had returned to protect me. Suddenly the timelines for 2010 shifted to unblock my way ... and came in with such force a white pigeon slammed against my living room window startling us and bringing us back to this timeline.
We ran to the window and saw the imprint made by the bird who hit it. The bird was nowhere to be seen, so we assumed it survived the crash and flew away. Wings link to Z in any persona, even Jesus.
Esther and I took photos. She saw a heart within a heart, which does not show up on the photos. To the naked eye, it looks like a heart with an arrow going through it, as one would draw on a Valentine card, representing love. My photos later revealed many interesting things, if one were to scry them.
The heart looks like the alchemical symbol ouroboros which takes us to 2012.
Scrying reveals the Sacred Heart and a skull representing consciousness.
I love the reflection of the sun and the window as if a golden window in time. There is a clock in the upper left hand side of the heart that reads: 3:00. This is a code for me about the closing of the program. The arch on the right reminds me of a snake or DNA. You can do lots of scrying with these photos.
George, Esther and I sat down again at the table to reflect and move our consciousness to places never before explored. One thing was abundantly clear - I am protected and that which would block my way would be stopped. The 2010 timeline was altered and we all knew that closure would happen this loop around. If one were to look at it as the forces of darkness and light - the light wins - but there will be great turmoil before that happens and I am to remain focused with tasks at hand.
Alas the daylight faded ... the darkness of a winter day creeping in. George, Esther and I were joined for dinner by Pat and Mallory. After a review of the events of the day and some fun conversation about life, we moved to my sofa as the energies continued to build.
I sat next to Esther near the dining room, George in the middle facing straight out to the bridge, and Pat and Mallory sat opposite Esther and I. The room was lit by the cables on the bridge and the pink fluorescent lights in my 3 wall units. (Here are a few photos I took last week for a company that is considering using my apartment for a movie.)
The energies quickly changed as we sat there. Esther saw the spirits of trapped souls at the top of a large super volcano that erupted. As the caldera collapsed, their souls were free. (lots of metaphors here). Esther then saw the black eyes of the alien grays - which I often see. Not an ET buff, she described them in the room and felt they were harmless.
We all went off on a journey of our own, a short time later to compare notes. Each of us separately experienced the energies of the gray aliens. We saw 5 small alien grays looking at us as if innocent children. Esther thought they were cute. I don't like or trust them. Each of us experienced them coming over us and touching us while we meditated. I felt as if one of them was doing something under the fingernail on my left index finger - not to my liking. Pat felt something around her face and eyes. Esther felt them touch her arm.
We asked for manifestation, but there was none. Someone asked to be beamed on board a ship, but that was not going to happen either. Though I had never thought about this before, my hope was to take the first photo of an alien gray to be presented to the news. Guess that's not part of my destiny here. Frankly I think that part of the program is dysfunctional.
So there we were hanging out with 5 gray aliens we could all see. Something stirred within me and I knew I had to do something. Whether my friends liked the grays or not, (none are connected to that part of the program), I decided to call Dilmun, as if I was being put through I test to see how I would react. Along came my 8 foot reptilian to the rescue. The 5 grays, along with dozens of others who had remained hidden, went squealing off into the night when Dilmun arrived.
And so we moved on to other things.
It was Mallory's turn. You may recall, she is a time traveler. Though this was the first time she was with our group in this way, she added a lot to the puzzle.
With the scent of roses (bloodline) wafting through the room, she had been transported to the Palace of Versailles in the 18th century. She saw me dressed as a royal, in a gown she said was made from burnished gold, beautiful and elegant. She described every detail of my appearance.
I stood alone in the far corner of a room waiting a long time for someone. When he arrived, she believed it to be George, who handed me "The Codes" then he left.
As Mallory described the events .... I was clearly shown the words Merovingian and Carolingian. The words were so ingrained in my mind I had to leave my friends and Wiki the names. Merovingians take us to the alleged bloodline of Mary Magdalene and Jesus - their daughter named Sarah and how the bloodline flowed into Europe ... well you know the rest of the story.
As the scent of roses wafted strongly where Pat and Mallory sat, Mallory continued after my return. She saw me leaving France on a boat headed for America where I would remain until the end. Driving home, Mallory called her husband Roy to tell him what happened. She reported that the scent of roses once again as her tale was retold.
Pat connected the woman with Madame de Pompadour another interesting character in the history of France. Madame de Pompadour takes us to Voltaire which takes us to the Age of Enlightenment. "The signatories of the American Declaration of Independence, the United States Bill of Rights and the French Declaration of the Rights of Man and of the Citizen were motivated by 'Enlightenment' principles."
Well ... that's my story for now. Will add more later if I remember more or friends refresh my memory. Stay tuned ...
reminds me of heart shaped swans
often associated with Valentine's Day.
Crystal Swans and a Rosette
Swans are birds of the family Anatidae, which also includes geese and ducks. Many of the cultural aspects refer to the Mute Swan of Europe. Perhaps the best known story about a swan is The Ugly Duckling fable. The story centres around a duckling who is mistreated until it becomes evident he is a swan and is accepted into the habitat. He was mistreated because real ducklings are, according to many, more attractive than a cygnet, yet cygnets become swans, which are very attractive creatures.
Swans are often a symbol of love or fidelity because of their long-lasting monogamous relationships.
Swans feature strongly in mythology. In Greek mythology, the story of Leda and the Swan recounts that Helen of Troy was conceived in a union of Zeus disguised as a swan and Leda, Queen of Sparta. Other references in classical literature include the belief that upon death the otherwise silent Mute Swan would sing beautifully - hence the phrase swan song; as well as Juvenal's sarcastic reference to a good woman being a "rare bird, as rare on earth as a black swan", from which we get the Latin phrase rara avis, rare bird.
The Irish legend of the Children of Lir is about a stepmother transforming her children into swans for 900 years. The swan has recently been depicted on an Irish commemorative coin.
In Norse mythology, there are two swans that drink from the sacred Well of Urd in the realm of Asgard, home of the gods. According to the Prose Edda, the water of this well is so pure and holy that all things that touch it turn white, including this original pair of swans and all others descended from them. The poem Volundarkvida, or the Lay of Volund, part of the Poetic Edda, also features swan maidens.
In the Finnish epic Kalevala, a swan lives in the Tuoni river located in Tuonela, the underworld realm of the dead. According to the story, whoever killed a swan would perish as well. Jean Sibelius composed the LemminkŠinen Suite based on Kalevala, with the second piece entitled Swan of Tuonela (Tuonelan joutsen). Today, five flying swans are the symbol of the Nordic Countries and the whooper swan (Cygnus cygnus) is the national bird of Finland.
In Latin American literature, the Nicaraguan poet RubŽn Dar’o (1867-1916) consecrated the swan as a symbol of artistic inspiration by drawing attention to the constancy of swan imagery in Western culture, beginning with the rape of Leda and ending with Wagner's Lohengrin. Dario's most famous poem in this regard is Blason - "Coat of Arms" (1896), and his use of the swan made it a symbol for the Modernismo poetic movement that dominated Spanish language poetry from the 1880s until the First World War. Such was the dominance of Modernismo in Spanish language poetry that the Mexican poet Enrique Gonzalez Martinez attempted to announce the end of Modernismo with a sonnet provocatively entitled, TuŽrcele el cuello al cisne - "Wring the Swan's Neck" (1910).
Swans are revered in many religions and cultures, especially Hinduism. The Sanskrit word for swan is 'hamsa' or 'hans'a, and it is the vehicle of many deities like the goddess Saraswati. It is mentioned several times in the Vedic literature, and persons who have attained great spiritual capabilities are sometimes called Paramahamsa ("Great Swan") on account of their spiritual grace and ability to travel between various spiritual worlds.
In the Vedas, swans are said to reside in the summer on Lake Manasarovar and migrate to Indian lakes for the winter, eat pearls, and separate milk from water in a mixture of both.
Hindu iconography typically shows the Mute Swan. It is wrongly supposed by many historians that the word hamsa only refers to a goose, since today swans are no longer found in India, not even in most zoos. However, ornithological checklists clearly classify several species of swans as vagrant birds in India.
While searching for 'heart shaped swans', the first website I opened left me speechless. There was another symbol I was to discover at the end of time - "The Kissing Fish Archetype" - two fish swimming toward each other and meeting (kissing) which goes to the reunion of self (twin flames), the center or eye of the Milky Way Galaxy ----> 2012 and additional related metaphors of awakening.
All of my life I had seen this symbol and could never figure it out, until one day in the 1990's I realized it represented the merging of above and below - forming an X which takes us to the hourglass of time, the X Box, Z, The Candy Kiss Effect reversed and on and on. The X often morphed into a chain link fence which is another DNA symbol and generally took me to the Nazi Germany Program and the prison camps not to mention humanity as imprisoned in physical reality.
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