It is early morning, 3am, when I sense a movement in the Universe. Turning toward it, I see that there are five small crafts heading in my direction. Toward Earth. Which is where I am at the moment. My mind is suddenly filled with the intention of their visit. I sense their determination. Upon closer examination I'm able to see that each craft is only large enough to hold perhaps ten Beings. They fill my inner sight with shades of blue. Like a thousand streams, a thousand oceans, a thousand skies, the colors weave in and around each other, a perfect orchestra of beauty and drama, but as silent as non-existence.
They pull a memory from my past and place it in front of me. The re-play is as real as the actual moment. I am in another place. A glass of blue liquid has been placed in my hand. The ETs surrounding me urge me to drink it. I do. I feel it change me. They advise me that everything will come clear in the future. Here, in this moment, I wonder if that time is now.
Back in the time of the original offering of the deep blue liquid, I was introduced to several extraterrestrial Beings who gave me what I came to think of as 'generalized terms' for who they were. One of the societies they named 'the cobalt blue society.' Another was 'the sapphire blue.' They, and many others, drifted in and out of my days and nights and I was always able to take note of the events by the way everything seemed slightly altered after their visits. Now, with the swirling of so many vibrations of blue, it seemed evident that the five craft, and the occupants, were somehow connected to the societies who'd stepped into my life so many years ago. It wasn't long before they verified that fact.
They talked to me about the inter-connectedness of everything, a topic that has been taking center stage for almost a solid year now .. on a daily basis. Of course the deep blue liquid I'd been given years ago was somehow connected to their arrival and their reason for being in Earth's atmosphere. Which means that they had known of their journey here for over thirty years. And known that I would notice their arrival. I heard the words 'liquid preparation,' and chuckled. I also heard them mention the possibility of having me write a new book. When I heard their title suggestion, I laughed out loud. In case you ever wondered .. yes .. they do have a sense of humor. I'm not clear on whether I'd get in a whole lot of legal trouble and so I've declined their offer to write ..... "Fifty Shades of Blue." (chuckle)
They got serious and so did I. I watched as they began to emit 'strings' of blue into Earth's atmosphere. Every string was a slightly different shade than the next. Every string had its own frequency/vibratory tone. I heard them call it a 'cosmic harp.'
With perfect coordination between all, the 'strings' circled the Earth, none of them crossing, none of them touching. All in perfect harmony and all individually one, but somehow each was as one with every other.
All things being energy, every color has an energy of its own. It was clear that the subtle differences in each string, each color-tone, was deliberate and unique. Each frequency, because they were not touching, held its own frequency/vibration and yet there was perfect harmony. As I watched in awe, beauty unfolding before my eyes, taking in the enormity of it all, the purpose was whispered into my being.
"This is our contribution to the effort of Divine Harmony. This planet has come into a state of non-alignment and, though there are no mistakes and all things happen for a reason, it is time for a Universal effort to assist in the attempt to harmonize the energies of Earth with the energies of this Universe."
"You knew, thirty years ago, when I was given that blue liquid, that you would involve me in this," I said, pondering the bigger picture of what was going on. "And so you knew, thirty years ago, that the state of affairs of this planet would be exactly what it is today."
"That is true," was the reply.
"Another offering, validation, of the truth that nothing is by accident and everything within existence is known," I murmured.
"Indeed."
I thought I heard a soft chuckle. They filled my mind with the memory of an art piece I had created about fifteen years ago. The piece is a depiction of 'musical blue,' for lack of a better description. The title of the piece is "Liquid Harmony."
What can I do but smile?
I knew there was much, much more to be garnered from this event and what would come next, but my agenda was not theirs. I was asked to do some energy work with just a few people. They told me that the people already knew who they were and that they would be contacting me. That's pretty much what happened. I came out of hiding .. again .. and delved into the request for energy work.
If you know me at all you know that there is never a television on or around when I do energy work. But, of course, today was the exception. Muted and out of sight. But maybe not. (smile) My client spoke of my work with the mind control grid, and the book titled "Call Me Dr. W.." We talked for a few minutes about the incredible importance of Humanity breaking free of the mind control grid and remembering the truth of who they are and learning to live without limits. I mentioned that it was pretty clear to me that the energy work I'd been called to do was, again, involved with helping break down the energy of the mind control grid. It's my opinion that we, Humanity, are in the process of taking our power back and stepping into the infinite energy of soul. And soul does not allow a limited reality.
A few minutes later, the silent energy of the television drew my attention.
Across the screen .. the words .. "Coming up next ... 'The Matrix.'"
Again ... what can I do but smile?
:-)
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