Years ago, before indigo children were being spoken of, I was approached in meditation by a beautiful being preparing to incarnate. He told me he would be born in China and that we would probably never meet in person. Beyond that I know nothing of him. He asked for help, saying that many would be coming to Earth over the next few decades who would benefit from a greater understanding and appreciation for who they are and what their purpose is.
On a hill outside a small town in Europe a group of mathematicians, musicians and meditators are gathered. They are using electro-magnetic fields to move the moisture in the air of late afternoon until the dampness turns here and there to a thin mist. The pure notes of the musicians hold these mists still in places and the sunlight on them creates rainbows. All of the men and women here, children too, some in silence, some softly singing, begin to weave iridescent patterns in the networks of droplets that are floating on the air.
A group of girls – there are seven or eight of them – all belong to the same church in a wealthy area of a North American city. They love to cook. They do not see why anyone in their city should be hungry. They cook with love.
By the time they are eight years old their pastor has let them take over the church kitchen. Each weekend and on evenings too they pour love into cakes and cookies. They give them to anyone who wants. People bring them ingredients. Word gets around. But although there is some publicity, mostly they avoid it.
A warm sea and a silver beach; here the children grow up in and out the water all the time. They are accomplished divers from an early age and take to sitting together in a circle underwater in the shallows holding hands. They can communicate better this way, tuning into each other’s thoughts and feelings and creating jokes.
Five children grow up in an orphanage. Some of their carers sing beautifully and these children pick up songs as easily as breathing. They love to sing together, and begin to develop a scale that’s not been heard before. The harmonies they create when they sing together move people profoundly. It seems their music has healing qualities for people’s spirits recover when these children sing and fevers subside – even injuries mend more quickly.
Imagine the past as a cellar full of bric-a-brac. It isn’t of no value, but it can trap you. Imagine piling it all up so that you can climb up and out through the trapdoor into the present. The past is filled with rich experience. It has brought you to the present. You have grown […]
Your light makes a difference to the children of the world. You can lay your light down as a path along which children may come into this world. That path of light makes it easier for them to bring more of their soul’s light with them. It diminishes the abruptness of the shift between realities, […]