“Hey, hello….hey, look alive here!”
“Huh? What? What’s going on?”
“It’s show time! Get ready, time’s come!”
“Oh, come on! How many times to I have to say this? I’m NOT going! Are you kidding me?! I was just watching something! I was 58 or so, maybe 58 1/2 and I was having some conversation with this woman (this woman being the one I was currently living within!). I was saying I was sorry “for my hand in it.” What the hell happens?”
“Well, get, ready, you’re about to find out!”
“Oh crap…..Seriously? This does not seem like it’s any fun at all! I thought it was ‘Heaven on Earth!’ That’s what we’re supposed to do, right? Create Heaven on Earth. I remember that from the training sessions. Fifty eight years old apologizing to this horrible woman; sure doesn’t seem like any Heaven on Earth I ever heard about.”
“This will be difficult,” they say, “we can all see she’s succumbed to Gravity in a Big way. She’s very lost, very negative. She’s forgotten everything, which is a shock, and a shame. We thought because of her incredible IQ she’d remember everything, or at least some, enough to help. Her current condition is troubling, but there’s no turning back now.”
“All I can hope for is I am so ugly she rejects me.”
“Isn’t going to happen; although thanks to that tumor you’ve grown, you are a real hot mess at the moment!”
“Maybe I’ll get to die on my way to the light.”
“No, I can tell you, that isn’t going to happen. I don’t think that you’ll go to the light via the canal ~ the tumor is in the way; they’re going to come in for you. When they do that, the flood of light will be overwhelming, and very sudden.”
“I’ll just hold my breath instead of breathing, that’ll take care of things.”
“Not happening! You’ve got a Mission! Anyway, back to the light and birth issue. Passing through the canal is part of the “forgetting” process most babies go through. It’s a horrible invention, this human birth process. It just seems to have delayed our progress, accomplishment of the overall mission made almost impossible. We’re glad you’ve agreed to remember. Now that you’ll be entering the light manually it will make the remembering easier; it’s such a less traumatic process. Just remember don’t try to open your eyes right away; let them get ready for a while.”
“Will He, be there, waiting for me?”
“He’ll be there when you need him; when you’re really ready. There will always be someone. We’re everywhere; there will always be someone watching, helping. Remember, no fear; never be afraid. Everything is always perfect, we’re taking care of you. It will easy to forget this, and you must not! You must always remember, it will be what gets you through. There is never anything to fear. Have faith, always. Remember to talk to us; tell us what you’re needing. We’ll help.”
“I don’t want to go.”
“You must! You are the LAMP who shows the way; you and others will make up a team of luminaries who bring this information forward.”
“Are you sure I have to do this; did I really sign up for this? You’re absolutely, certain?”
I could feel the warm smile, and the flush and rush of Love. I feel arms wrap around me in a bear hug and I feel a chin on the top of my head; rubbing my Crown Chakra and a warm glow emanating from the top of my head. I feel transported and my heart feels as if it will burst with happiness and love; the Euphoria is bliss.
I am riding this wave of Love and Bliss; I am one with all; everything undulating, every fibre of my being is one with all other fibres. We are all light, all one, all a rainbow of light.
Then, suddenly, light every where, but only around the edges. It’s the tumor; then the next few minutes are a total blur, suddenly the light was everywhere, not just around the edges! They’d removed the tumor. I tried opening an eye, I heard a woman scream and then alot of scuffling.
Now, I’m moving swiftly, up. I don’t cry; are you kidding me?! I’m speechless! I’ve scanned this crowd and I’m instantly crushed. Not a soul I recognize. He’s not here.
Listening to them, I realize the damage I’ve done with my tumor. I’m whisked away, to “be fixed.”
She is asleep and knows nothing. I wonder what will happen when she wakes up. At first I thought she was the one who screamed but it was a nurse. They were expecting a still birth. I must have scared the crap out of her!
“Have no fear,” they said. I feel afraid, but I will myself to be Brave. “Everything is always perfect,” they said. This doesn’t feel perfect…….I know I am not perfect; I can hear it in their voices.
“Oh God, what have I done? God, Universe, Source, please help me, Please Help Me!?”
Oh boy, what a way to start a life…….what was I thinking?!……….