Saturday, December 5, 2015
A 'dream' that was not a dream
Every once in a while I receive a 'dream' that has a message that will impact the reality on Earth, in some way. The changes may end up being subtle, but still evident if you know what to look for. This said .. here is the message from last night. Quite significant, in my humble opinion.
All woman of Earth were gathered, having been called together to hear a message. About 10% of the male population wandered through the crowd, curious to hear, and waiting with the women. A stirring happened on the edge of the crowd and a tall, imposing woman with jet-black hair swirled her way through the crowd. As she neared me she met my eyes. My sense was that she was defiant and yet regretful. A curious mix of emotions and so I watched her carefully. The pride she had in who she was emanated like a visible aura and soon the entire crowd became silent, watching her.
She would have been described as brazen as she began to address the crowd. My instinct was to distrust her and I never took my eyes from her as she swirled through the crowd, her floor-length gown highlighting her thin figure. Women began to shuffle their feet anxiously as the woman continued speaking. It was some type of apology that she was attempting to deliver. I could sense the resistance in the women, and feel their anger at her growing. No one believed what she was saying.
Finally noticing that she wasn't being believed, she turned and made her way back to me. Our eyes never parted as she steadily pushed her way through the throng of people. She must have read in my eyes my unwillingness to buy into whatever it was she was trying to sell. She stopped in front of me, finally, and told me this.
"I was responsible for the birth of inequality of men and women on the planet. The role I played was to create a great division in understanding, respect, value, and even the roles women play in the society of Earth."
Honestly, I wasn't shocked. I knew that she was somehow representing an 'event' in human history, a crucial time when all people, no matter what gender, were equal and treated with the utter respect and equality that God Himself would give.
She began her apology again, speaking directly to me, our eyes interlocked. But still I was hesitant. And she recognized that. I watched as something changed in her eyes. Suddenly I could see her soul and it was the saddest soul of All. Her eyes filled with tears and she sank to her knees before me. Still our eyes were interlocked. I looked down into her tear-filled eyes and now a sense of amazement filled me as her black gown changed into one of black and white. Even more amazed, I realized that my attire had changed too and I was now wearing a floor-length gown of black and white, the two colors swirled to clearly represent the Yin and Yang symbol.
I think it was this that caused me to realize that what was unfolding was meant to be Universal.
I reached my hand out and helped the woman rise from her knees, I gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. For a moment we stood silently, two Yin and Yang symbols, facing the world. Our combined energy of hope and determination to change the energy of the Earth to one of deep respect and balance spread above the crowd, almost visible in its strength.
With the power of this dream that was not a dream I believe the energy of division has been planted by ALL, into the energy of this Earth-reality. May each person on this planet embrace the essence and begin the Change.
Peace and Love to ALL
Lauren Zimmerman, www.nlightpress.com
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Wednesday, November 11, 2015
It's All About Perspective
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Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Your Soul Paid A Visit
You may remember. You may not. You saw me walking with The Master, talking quietly in the Heavens. Out of the corner of my eye I caught your surprise at seeing me. The essence of the moon cast a shadow on the single tear you shed. I felt your heart shred and turned to The Master for guidance. He touched my arm with his love and urged me on. You followed at a distance.
I heard your soul apologize. I stopped and once again caught The Master's eyes. He stopped as well and we turned to each other. Searching eyes. Searching souls. A triangle of pain that I knew had touched God Himself.
The Master spoke the words you could not. He spoke of your division, your search for your truth that hides somewhere behind all of the human things you have been, have said, have done. I gathered my bravery and shielded my heart with it. I turned to meet your eyes. Your humanness fought with your soul.
Which would prevail?
The Master's voice filled me with your words. The words you couldn't find. Or bring yourself to speak. He became you. He meant it as a gift to me.
I know the Truth of your Soul. The pain can no longer cloak you. We will meet again.
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