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Wednesday, April 29, 2015
The Medicine Mane from "Reconstructing Reality" by Suzanne Lie

4-29-15

The Medicine Man



A Story from Reconstructing Reality

After communing with her beloved Venusian Nature, Shature was ready to review the next life. When she entered the domed room, she walked straight toward her chair, but her Guide stopped her.

“You no longer need to go up into the dome. Instead allow your own consciousness to project the hologram. Remember, dear, you are not limited to the portion of yourself standing before me. Close your eyes and allow the vision of sixth dimensional Arcturus to ignite the memory of and connection to your completeness.”

Shature closed her eyes and remembered Lamerius, her complete self. As united androgynous beings, they had traveled through the vortex to Arcturus. Shature remembered the lightness of their sixth dimensional star body and could feel the vortex in their heart. The pod was around them and unconditional love filled her awareness. She then heard a beautiful tone that was accompanied by a burst of light so strong that it penetrated her closed eyes.

She opened her eyes and she saw before her a Native American Medicine Man. He stood calmly in all his pure and regal splendor. He was magnificent. He wore a beautiful ceremonial costume made of buffalo hide and a huge necklace of bear claws. His hair was in long braids and his face was painted with three red stripes on each cheek and an image of what looked like the sun on his forehead. In one hand he held a rattle, and in the other he held a pipe.

“I am How-ta-shai. I returned to the Oversoul in the seventh dimension at the close of my physical experience. In response to your call, I have joined you via this hologram of your creation.”

“How did you know that I was calling,” puzzled Shature.

“My One, just as you are observing the vibrations of your self at a lower density, we of the Oversoul are observing you.”

“Yes, of course,” Shature was beginning to understand. “As much as the life I have now is beyond the conception of my third dimensional self, the life of my Oversoul has been beyond my conception. Before you begin your story, could you tell me more about the Oversoul?”

“Of course, close your eyes again and listen to my words with your heart. Just as you have shined a light on portions of your self, feel the light shining on you. The Oversoul is like a lake nestled in the highest mountain peak. This lake is filled with pristine waters straight from the heavens. Many rivers flow from this lake in all directions, which in turn form other lakes even farther down the mountain.

“From these lakes flow other tributaries, which also have lakes, and so on and so on, until the waters of life have reached the sands of the great oceans. As these waters meet the Mother Ocean, they touch the beings who swim the waters of life and call them to re-enter the streams of their birth and gradually swim up until they are at last home safely in the original pristine lake of their Source.”

Shature heard a tinkling of bells and another flash of light caused her to open her eyes and turn her head. It was Rahotep, or rather a hologram of him.

”I, too, resonate within the Oversoul. I have returned to assist you in understanding what How-ta-shai has to say.”

He walked over and joined the medicine man. Shature saw before her the projection of two very powerful higher vibrations of her total being. She looked around to find her Guide and discovered that he was, again, gone.

“You are doing fine, my child,” she heard inside. “Seek for guidance inside yourself now. Remember, we are together in the Oneness. If ever you want me, all you need do is call me and I will respond.”

Shature almost felt sorrow at his loss, but she could not hold the vibration of that emotion in her expanded self. In fact, she was no longer just Shature. She was again Lamerius, because the high vibratory rate of the room instantly called in Lamire.

“Lamire, you are with me again,” she smiled.

“I am always with you.”

Rahotep and How-ta-shai smiled and said, “We are all projections of the same Oversoul and we are complete within the Oneness. The portion of us labeled Shature is allowing her consciousness to expand to the conception of more than one reality. You are awakening your multidimensional consciousness.”

Shature started to feel proud, and again found that she could not resonate to that feeling either. She realized that she was having the memory of pride just as she was having the memory of being as Shature. She understood what Rahotep and the Medicine Man had said. She now held in her consciousness all the realities that she had reviewed.

She was on Atlantis, in Faerie, England just after the fall of Atlantis, 13th century Italy, 20th century Poland, and 19th century England, the United States and ancient Egypt. She was on the shores of the red cliffs of Venus, and she was a star-being on Arcturus. Within the ever-present NOW, she embraced all that she had relived. She felt her form expand until at last she was without form. She was a speck of light within an infinite ocean of radiance.

Slowly, she began to constrict herself and her radiance pulled into itself. She pulsated it out again, and it became stronger and brighter. She experimented with the inflow and outflow of her emanation until she gradually returned to the hologram of Shature. Yes, she too was a hologram. She was a projection of form from the Source, and no matter how many different projections there were, they were all from the same Source.

Gradually, her perception returned to the domed room and How-ta-shai standing before her. Rahotep had left his hologram of form and returned to the Oversoul, but she felt his presence within her along with the others. She smiled and How-ta-shai smiled in return. The glint in his eyes showed the radiance of all creation.

How-ta-shai was seated down with his legs crossed and gestured for Shature to do the same. As soon as she sat, a small fire manifested between them and a teepee surrounded them. Shature stared into the fire and waited for How-ta-shai to begin his story.

“I will speak to you first of the death of the part of us once known as How-ta-shai,” spoke the Medicine Man. “As I speak to you, close your eyes and see the story as I tell it. Listen to me with your heart and hear my truth. It is the tradition of our people to teach through storytelling, and I wish to share that tradition with you now.”

How-ta-shai began to shake his rattle and softly chant while the teepee filled with memories. He pointed to his right and there, on a rough mat, was a withered old man on the verge of starvation.

“This is how I looked at my death. My people were defeated and we were imprisoned inside a white man’s fort. We could not see our beloved plains, hunt buffalo, or have our sweats and sacred traditions. We were a conquered people.”

How-ta-shai turned his focus from the fire that he was staring into and looked Shature straight in the eyes.

“Do you see the theme of the realities that the Oversoul has chosen for you to view?”

“Yes,” responded Shature. “They are societies, or me, in transition and the fear that comes with change.”

“Yes, we of the Oneness have focused our collective consciousness into you so that you can be our representative on the third dimension. The Earth that you will re-enter is on the verge of a great transition, which will affect that entire multi-dimensional universe. We, the many lives you have viewed, had at one time perceived ourselves as failures.

That memory resonated in our collective consciousness. You assisted and healed the realities that had not achieved spiritual awakening. Those of us who had learned to connect with our higher selves while we were incarnated were able to heal ourselves and return to our higher vibration. I tell you now of my own frustration while incarnated so you can see that even failure is a success if we can integrate with Spirit.”

“But why have I been chosen to be the representative?” asked Shature

“Your reality of Shature in Atlantis represents the initiation of our Oversoul into the limitation and separation of the third dimension. It was also a life in which you connected with the grid of light that surrounds planet Earth. You will be called upon to again consciously connect with this energy grid when you re-enter the third dimension. But allow me now to return to my story. We who have been able to rise above the limitations of the physical world wish to instruct you by sharing our experiences.

“As I have said, we were a conquered people and all of my spiritual strength and insight could do nothing to stop our fate. There was one small victory that I was attempting to achieve. I wanted to make the Bluecoats allow us to pitch our teepees outside of the fort where we could at least see the plains and the rising and setting of the sun.

“There were only old men, like myself, and women and children left. The few warriors who were alive were injured or imprisoned in the Bluecoat’s iron house. If we could achieve just one small victory, then perhaps we could keep our Spirits alive until a better day.
“But let me begin my story at a happier time.”

How-ta-shai pointed now to his left and there was a small boy rubbing the sleep from his eye as he arose from his skins.

19th Century United States

This young boy was born to be a warrior. As soon as he could walk, he remembered wanting to ride a horse. If his mother didn't watch him, he would run off to where the horses were penned and try to walk among them. Remarkably enough, he was never hurt. Many times, he would escape the eyes of the adults who were watching him and run to the horses. Once they realized that he wouldn't get hurt, they let him do so. Perhaps he thought he was a horse instead of a ‘two-legged.’ Or perhaps he just cherished the horses’ power.

As everyone suspected, he became an excellent horseman, and everyone knew he would be a brave warrior until the most unexpected thing happened. He fell from his horse. In fact, he was sure an invisible force had pushed him. He was thirteen and on his first buffalo hunt. He was feeling like a man, but not acting like one because he thought he was better than the horse; he was the hunter.

This pride got him in trouble. He wasn’t respecting the horse or the buffalo, and when the horse moved quickly to the left, he moved to the right. He was so caught up in the act of being a ‘man’ that he behaved like a small boy and forgot his very first lesson. He and the horse were one. And so, in his arrogance, he fell from the horse, right into the path of a raging buffalo.

Worse yet, he fell onto his shoulder and his right arm lay limp at his side. He grabbed his spear with his left hand and, just as the Spirit had pushed him from the horse, the Spirit led his arm true and struck the buffalo with his spear. The giant animal did not die with one stroke, but he stumbled. This gave the boy time to jump up and run to his horse, which waited for him in spite of the great danger.

With his remaining good arm, the boy pulled himself on to the horse's back and rode to safety. The other hunters had witnessed this scene and released the buffalo from life. The young hunter had struck the first blow on a mighty buffalo, and he was a hero. However, he realized, as his spear arm lay limp at his side, that he would never be a warrior.

His shoulder healed much quicker than his heart. He recovered most of the movement of his arm, but he could not throw a spear or use a bow and arrow. Finally, he learned to use his arm well enough to hunt, but he did not have the strength to go into battle. And so he brooded. His life was over. He was not a warrior. He was barely a man! How could he live with this handicap?

He was useless. His life was over before it had a chance to begin. He wandered around supposedly on hunting trips, but he had no heart for hunting. He didn't even enjoy riding his horse. He would have to leave the tribe. He had nothing to give and it was selfish for him to stay. He did not know where to go. He only knew he had to leave.

One morning, before dawn, he gathered a few things and slipped out of the teepee before anyone else awoke. He headed due west, away from the rising sun, and away from his dreams. He did not know where he was going, or why. He didn't care. For days and days, he walked. He hadn't brought his horse, as a warrior needed it and he had no right to take it with him.

After many rising and setting suns, he came into a territory that was new to him. By the end of the second moon cycle, he was lost. Of course, he wasn't lost in the sense that he couldn't go home; but he was lost in that he had no idea where he was or what he would experience next. He was not afraid. Nothing worse could happen to him. Maybe if he could lose his past, he could find a future.

In the distance, he saw a high cliff and decided he would climb to the top to seek his vision. He buried his provisions at the bottom of the cliff, as he would need no food or comfort, and began his climb. The way to the top was very steep, with loose gravel and little to hold on to.

After nearly falling several times, and wishing he had a man’s strength in both of his arms, he finally reached the top of the cliff as the last rays of the sun were setting below the horizon. He found a small niche in which to sit and curled himself up to wait. The night grew colder and colder, yet he hardly noticed. He vowed that he would not move until he had received his vision. With every hour, he drew deeper and deeper into himself. By dawn, he was in a deep trance.

Gradually, a storm began to gather about him. It seemed to echo the storm that raged within his soul. The weather became colder and colder, and the wind grew icy. He knew that soon it would be the first snow. It had been many moons since his injury. The plains and the pain of his wasted life seemed far below him now. From his perch on the cliff, he felt like he was a part of the growing force of Nature, and less and less a part of his physical body.

As the wind whipped about him, he could feel his Spirit being tugged by it. He wished to fly like the wind and roar like the thunder and be free once and for all of the limitations of his wounded body. His anger and disappointment filled his heart and mind, and he wished to leave the clay prison of his body.

“’Grandfather,” he cried to the howling wind. “Take me with you!”

He surrendered to the pull of nature’s storm, and, with a flash of lightning, he was pulled out of his body. He looked down and saw a small empty form clinging to the side of a cliff and could vaguely remember it was he. He took to the wind like a bird. His Spirit knew no limits, and the turbulence in the air only added to his excitement. He didn't know where he was or where he was going. He didn't care if he ever returned to that small shell.

He was Home now. He was the wind and the sky that held it. He was lifted higher and higher away from where, and whom, he once was. He seemed to lose consciousness for a moment, and when he awoke, he found himself on the plains. He was alone except for one buffalo that was as white as snow.

“They are coming to kill us!” it said. “They will gain power over you by killing us and there is nothing we can do to stop them.”

With these words, the buffalo turned and walked away.

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jueves, 12 de enero de 2023

The One Infinite Creator - Ser Uno, ¿SI EL PARÁSITO ESTÁ ENCAPSULADO?

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¿SI EL PARÁSITO ESTÁ ENCAPSULADO, EL CATALIZADOR PUEDE TRANSPONERLE ENERGÍA AL PACIENTE?

 El Catalizador puede transponer energía al paciente, siempre y cuando los dos trabajen en unión  
respondió el hermano Seramita - 
Si el paciente no cumple con lo prometido, es inútil transponer energía, ya que esta se diluye conforme el paciente use la suya propia negativamente. 
 
 52-¿ENCAPSULAR AL PARÁSITO SIGNIFICA QUE EL PACIENTE ESTARÁ CURADO?  
 
No, no significa que el paciente estará curado  
dijo la hermana Interana -
 sino que, él, con su rectificación de vida, permitirá que la energía que entre a su cuerpo y alma puedan ayudarlo en su sanación. 
 
Si el paciente, realmente, pone todo de su parte, rectifica, y hace un cambio en su vida, entonces, el Catalizador podrá transponer energía para la sanación, de lo que el paciente necesita. 
 
El paciente, es el único que podrá 
 erradicar al parásito, no hay 
Catalizador en el planeta, 
que pueda hacerlo por él. 
 
 El Catalizador, es un instrumento que ayudará a alinear los chacras del paciente, con ello, lo ayudará enormemente, ya que al estar los chacras y las fases del Kundalini alineados, el paciente tendrá más fuerzas para luchar en contra del parásito. 
 
Este, es un trabajo individual, de cada una de las almas encarnadas, y desencarnadas de este planeta.  
 
53-¿POR QUÉ SE TRABAJA LEVANTANDO EL BRAZO CON LA MANO DERECHA Y COLOCANDO LA MANO IZQUIERDA A TRES CENTÍMETROS DEL CHACRA DONDE LA ENERGÍA ENTRARÁ? 
 
Generalmente, hemos comprobado, que, ustedes, colocan las dos manos, encima del órgano enfermo, y, realizan la técnica que ustedes aprendieron, o, que nace del corazón  
comenzó explicando la hermana Interana - 
Imponer las dos manos, es una equivocación, ya que, la energía que ustedes mandan al paciente, no la están extrayendo de la Ciudad Interna, sino de ustedes mismos 
dijo el hermano Seramita - 
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y, al hacerlo, la energía gira en un círculo vicioso, no es extraída, y no hace tierra. 
 
 Funciona así: Al levantar el brazo, y, la mano derecha, con los tres dedos referidos, la energía Electro-Magnética-Fotónica, entra por la antena, formada de tres dedos, ésta baja, y, llega al Plexo Solar del Catalizador.
 
Allí, se forma la alquimia, no puede pasar directamente al paciente, porque, es muy fuerte. 
 
El catalizador, es un transformador de 
 Radiación-Energía-Fotónica-Magnética,  
en  
Energía de Radiación-Electromagnética, 
 llamada comúnmente: 
 ENERGÍA RADIANTE... 
 
 Es la energía que poseen las ondas electromagnéticas, como la luz visible, las ondas de radio, los rayos ultravioletas (UV), los rayos infrarrojos (IR) etc. 
 
 La característica principal de esta energía, es, que se propaga en el vacío, sin necesidad de soporte material alguno  
continuó el hermano Interano - 
Se transmite por unidades llamadas fotones. 
 
Ejemplo: 
La energía que proporciona el Sol, y, que llega a la Tierra en forma de luz y calor, la cual está formada por Energía-Fotónica.  
Es así como el Catalizador extrae, y manda al paciente, la Energía-Radiante, la cual va acompañada de una Energía-Sonora, es la energía que transportan las ondas de sonido, por esto, requiere necesariamente de un medio para propagarse. 
 
La vibración producida por la onda, mueve las partículas enfermas, de esta forma se produce la Catalización-Energética, y, la renovación celular.  
 
En muchos casos, la cantidad de protones y electrones, no es la misma, por este motivo, el cuerpo-material no está equilibrado eléctricamente
 
En el caso de que un  
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cuerpo tenga más electrones girando alrededor del Núcleo del Átomo, y que, lo haga desordenadamente, sin control, y de bajo voltaje continuó el hermano Luz - 
se dice que las células están cargadas negativamente, y, si tiene más protones en su núcleo que electrones, se dice, que está cargado positivamente. 
 
 La imposición de la mano izquierda, permite un flujo fácil de electrones, que pertenecen al Electromagnetismo
 
Este flujo, puede deberse a la acción de fuerzas electrostáticas. 
 
 Cuando esto es así, se dice que los electrones están bajo el efecto de un campo electro-estático, también llamado campo eléctrico.
 
 Significa, que el catalizador, hace descender una Energía-Magnética vibratoria alta, y, la convierte en una Energía-Electromagnética-Eléctrica, de un voltaje adecuado, que el Cuerpo-Material pueda soportar. 

54- ¿POR QUÉ SE USAN ESOS TRES DEDOS?
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jueves, 5 de enero de 2023

LOS ARCTURIANOS - LA CIMA DE LA ESCALERA

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  LOS ARCTURIANOS - LA CIMA DE LA ESCALERA



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Los pensamientos forma son el alfabeto del Lenguaje de Luz.
 Desde la cima de la escalera, todo parece diferente, ya que la realidad no está más limitada a la tercera dimensión. Desde su nueva perspectiva, el mundo físico es algo que ustedes observan en vez de vivir.

Desde la base de la escalera, sólo pueden percibir el mundo físico, pero al subir su "escalera al Cielo" comienzan a percibir las mismas cosas de una manera diferente.

Por una parte comienzan a comunicarse vía pensamientos forma en vez de palabras individuales. Se comunican de esta manera porque pueden ver los patrones de energía y los pensamientos forma, con su Tercer Ojo siempre abierto. Estos pensamientos forma instigan el "sentir" del mensaje en su Corazón Superior.

En algún lugar a lo largo de su viaje hacia arriba de la escalera su Tercer Ojo comienza a "hacer cosquillas", y su Corazón Superior comienza a "murmurar". De forma creciente, el cosquilleo y el murmullo se entremezclan para crear una interacción constante con toda la vida.

Esta interacción es iniciada con una realización creciente de que ustedes NO están solos - NUNCA. De hecho, el término "solo" se vuelve un término viejo como "azote del cochecito" (Nota de la traductora- realmente no encuentro análogo en español). Cuando ya no usan más un caballo y un carruaje para llevarlos alrededor de la vida, no necesitan más un "azote del cochecito".

De la misma manera, como la separación y la polaridad dejan sus percepciones, ya no tienen la experiencia de estar solos. Cuando estaban en la tercera dimensión, hacia la base de la "escalera de la vida", iban a la Naturaleza para estar solos.

Pero al percibir la Naturaleza desde los peldaños superiores de esta escalera, son conscientes de que todo está vivo. Saben que todo está vivo porque pueden percibir la fuerza de la vida.

Pueden percibir esta fuerza de vida cursando hacia arriba y abajo del árbol, resplandeciendo como luces danzantes a lo largo de las aguas, flotando a través del cielo, y asomándose sobre la Tierra. Pueden sentir la fuerza de la vida con cada paso que dan y como lo traen hacia su cuerpo con cada respiración.

Cada respiración es una conversación con los elementos y elementales fluyendo a través de la atmósfera compartida. De hecho, ustedes comparten toda la vida. En algún lugar a lo largo de su subida en la escalera, se dan cuenta del concepto de propiedad porque se dan cuenta de la soberanía de Toda la Vida.

Nada es demasiado pequeño o demasiado grande para estar "vivo". Cada gota de lluvia está viva con innumerables ondinas vivientes (elementales del agua) que se entremezclan con las sílfides (elementales del aire) para danzar sobre los gnomos (elementales de la tierra) y ser absorbidos y/o calentados por la luz de las salamandras (elementales del fuego).

Estos elementales multidimensionales, que una vez fueron parte de "un cuento de hadas" para los niños, son ahora sus compañeros constantes. Estos elementales viajan sobre, bajo, alrededor y a través de ustedes. De los peldaños inferiores de la escalera, no se podía percibir los elementales, pero ahora son sus compañeros constantes.

De hecho, al viajar arriba en la escalera, nunca están solos porque su entera realidad está viva. Cada persona, lugar, situación y cosa está viva, interactiva, entremezclada, y siempre abierta a comunicarse con ustedes.

Están liberando el peso de la individualidad, polaridad y separación tridimensional. El amor ha perdido su opuesto polar del miedo, y el miedo ya no existe. El miedo está basado en alguien o algo "afuera" de ustedes haciéndoles daño. Pero, desde los peldaños más elevados de la escalera, NADA está fuera de ustedes.

Desde los peldaños superiores, su realidad está llena de relucientes encapsulaciones de la energía que comprende a todos los humanos, plantas, insectos,etc. Hay también paquetes de energía alrededor de sus pensamientos, emociones y los pensamientos forma que son creados por la fusión de sus pensamientos y emociones.

A menudo compartirán realidades con una forma de vida (recuerden que toda la vida es sintiente) entremezclando paquetes de energía. Por ejemplo, pueden fusionar su paquete de energía de humano con el paquete de energía de un árbol.

Dentro de esta fusión sabrán todo sobre el árbol, y el árbol lo sabrá todo sobre ustedes. Esta fusión es como la de dos burbujas que están unidas una a la otra. No obstante, los dos paquetes de energía fusionados mantienen la integridad de cada paquete mientras están unidos.

Entonces, debido a esta fusión, cada paquete sabe que son de UNA Fuente y que se encontrarán nuevamente dentro de la Fuente. Ustedes, también, se encontrarán nuevamente con personas, lugares, situaciones, y cosas que ustedes experimentaron en lo que una vez llamaron "pasado".

Sin embargo, cuando intenten experimentar el "pasado" fluyendo detrás de él, regresará al eterno presente del AHORA. Ustedes se están moviendo más allá de la ilusión del tiempo y hacia el flujo del AHORA. En el flujo del AHORA, todo es UNO. USTEDES son el flujo y el flujo es USTEDES.

Al fluir a través de la frecuencia de la realidad atemporal, experimentan un extraño eco, el cual es como un eco de navegación. Este eco de navegación es su propio campo de energía resonando de vuelta a ustedes al rebotar en todo lo que ustedes perciben.

Algunos de estos rebotes atemporales son "momentos de eternidad" en los cuales se fusionan con ese momento para compartir la realidad. Trataremos de explicar en lenguaje tridimensional el término "momentos de eternidad".

Los momentos de eternidad ocurren cuando deciden fusionarse con una versión dada de la realidad para experimentar una realidad posible, alternativa Y simultánea. Ya que estamos intentando explicar la realidad atemporal vía un lenguaje 3D unido al tiempo, debemos usar imágenes y ejemplos.

Por lo tanto, la mejor manera de explicar un rebote atemporal hacia "un momento de eternidad" es compartirlo con una historia. Después de todo, la verdad es llevada mejor en una buena historia.

Su historia :

Mientras flotan a través de esta realidad llena de esperanzas y sueños vívidos, están calmos y llenos de paz. No recuerdan cómo llegaron a este lugar, así que no saben cómo irse. Pero, mientras se relajan en su entorno llenos con amor incondicional, paz total y unidad con toda la vida, se dan cuenta de que pueden no desear nunca irse.

Sienten un llamado desde algún lugar y/o de alguien que parece estar lejos, de forma creciente, y también desde dentro de ustedes. Empujan el llamado lejos, al moverse más profundamente hacia esta asombrosa experiencia. Saben que desean encontrar la entrada, pero la entrada a qué?

No están seguros a lo que desean entrar, o incluso por qué. No obstante, algo, en algún lugar o alguien, se siente MUY familiar, como el hogar de la niñez que han re-descubierto. Sí, definitivamente descubrieron este lugar, en este tiempo, no no tiempo, ya que NO hay tiempo aquí.

Están tan acostumbrados al concepto del tiempo que llenaron su experiencia con él, mucho como cruzar una "t" o ponerle un punto a la "i". Pero, al asentarse en esta nueva experiencia, descubren que la ausencia de tiempo es bastante placentera.

La parte más interesante de este descubrimiento es que NO están shockeados por esta realización. Es como si hubiera una parte de ustedes que siempre supo que el tiempo era una distracción, una ilusión.

Curiosamente, ustedes SABEN que lo que están experimentando AHORA no es una ilusión. De acuerdo con el pensamiento tridimensional, debería ser una ilusión. Pero, de alguna manera, saben dentro de su corazón que este lugar, esta experiencia, es REAL.

Este pensamiento les hace preguntarse, "Ey, donde está mi corazón?" De hecho, dónde está mi cuerpo? Este debe ser uno de esos sueños donde soy el observador. Sì, es eso. Despertaré pronto y encontraré mi cuerpo en mi cama, justo donde lo dejé. Eso espero".

Dejando a un lado sus preocupaciones, se mueven en su "sueño". Sí, un sueño es una buena manera de pensar sobre esta aventura. Siempre tienen sueños, así NO están temerosos, están esperanzados.

"CONTINUANDO con el viaje", dicen valientemente. Eso es, lo que dirían si tuvieran voz. De alguna manera, saben que si hubieran tenido una voz, sonaría a chirridos desde el miedo y /o la anticipación.

Sin embargo, deciden tomar conscientemente el control de sus miedos y/o de "tener miedo de hacerlo de todos modos". Al encontrar el coraje para entrar valientemente en lo desconocido, sienten una sensación cálida y centrada creciendo dentro de su cuerpo.

Pero, esperen, no tienen un cuerpo. O sì, no hay problema, están "solamente soñando".

"NO", escuchan una voz profundo adentro. "NO están soñando."

"Qué?, esperen un minuto. Quién eres y cómo puede ser real esta experiencia? Simplemente estoy dormido teniendo este sueño.

"No", responde la voz que los rodea y está dentro suyo. "AHORA estás verdaderamente despierto. Antes, en tu mundo físico, estabas dormido. Cuando viniste aquí pensaste as estabas soñando, pero en realidad, estabas soñando allí y estás despierto AQUI en el AHORA."

"NO; NO; NO", dicen intentando empujar lejos el miedo que sientes crecer en su ser incorpóreo. Mientras el miedo crece, esta realidad se atenúa en sus percepciones, y sientes como si estuvieran cayendo.

"Espera, espera, no deseo irme de aquí aún. Necesito saber más. Por favor ayúdame!"

Inesperadamente, se sobrecogen por el sentimiento de tal profundidad, amor incondicional y aceptación total, que comienzan a llorar, y luego lloran más fuerte, y luego sollozan.

Sollozan, y sollozan y sollozan por la pérdida asumida de todo lo que alguna vez sucedió en este lugar, esta frecuencia, la cual se dan cuenta de que están dejando AHORA. NO desean irse de aquí para ir allí. Desean permanecer AQUI, AHORA.

"No se están yendo", dice una voz llena de tal amor incondicional que no pueden contenerlo. "No se están yendo de aquí y no están yendo allí. "Aquí" y "allí" son términos tridimensionales.

Al liberar el pensamiento restrictivo de su cerebro tridimensional, encuentran un aquí y un ahora que nunca experimentaron antes. En esta realidad, los términos "experimentaron" y "antes" son antiguos e insuficientes para describir aquello que están "siendo" dentro de este AHORA.

"Qué estoy siendo?", lloran con voz humana.

"Están siendo su SER", responde calmadamente su voz.

Sin embargo, no están tranquilos, Saben que están cayendo fuera de esta experiencia.

"No, no", sollozan a la voz que ahora creen que es USTEDES. " No deseo regresar. Quiero permanecer AQUI en el AHORA!"

"No se preocupen", responde la voz. "SIEMPRE permanecen AQUI en el AHORA. Es sólo que olvidarán el hecho una vez que vuelvan a caer en la conciencia tridimensional"

"Pero cómo recuerdo esto cuando vuelva allí abajo?", lloran con un creciente sentido de desesperación.

Repentinamente, aún así, lentamente, comienzan a sentir DENTRO SUYO todo lo que han experimentado a su alrededor. USTEDES son el AQUI, en el AHORA, de la tranquilidad, la paz, la alegría, y el amor incondicional.

Para su gran sorpresa, sienten la tenue presencia del UNO con el cual han estado hablando, resbalándose hacia su forma.

"Puedes dejar el AQUI", su voz interna susurra, "Pero NUNCA TE DEJARE"

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Lentamente despiertan en su cuerpo físico, pero es diferente. No pueden recordar cómo o por qué su cuerpo se siente tan diferente. Pero, RECUERDAN una voz gentil susurrando,

"NUNCA TE DEJARÉ"

A través de la Dra. Suzanne Lie

http://suzanneliephd.blogspot.com

Traducción - Shanti

Publicado 27th June por Shanti Zohar

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