Suzanne Lie, Ph.D., has been a seeker since she was a child where her active “imagination” took her deep into her inner life. She continues to regularly share her experiences and Arcturian teachings on her blog, Awakening with Suzanne Lie, and she wishes to help awakening ones come out of hiding and allow the glory of their highest expression of SELF into their everyday life.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Messages from our SELF - Unconscious Part 1
Messages from our SELF
With the beginning of the
end, we go back to the beginning.
I started this journey in 1993 and founded multidimensions.com in 1996. To
review my amazing experience of documenting my inner guidance, I will begin to
post the poems in the order that they appear on the site. Hence, I begin at the
I am posting the poems, and short stories, because it is vital that we learn
multidimensional language. The communications that we receive from our inner
Multidimensional SELF, who is ALL the higher expression that WE are, come in
the NOW of a flash of light.
This light is best translated in pictures, physical/emotional feelings,
unbidden thoughts, images and metaphors. Since poetry evokes all of these
reactions, it is one of best ways to receive and understand Messages from our
It is easy for us to think that nothing has changed, but when we go back to
1993, WHO were you, WHAT were you doing, WHERE were we, WHEN did we begin to
awaken and WHY did we begin to remember?
WHERE IS HOME
There are still many of us who cannot remember
who we are.
We have worn our earthen bodies for so many eons
that we believe we are only physical and that we are limited to these clay
forms until we “die”.
According to the law of free will, as long as we
choose to believe in the illusion of limitation and separation of the third
dimension, that is our only “conscious” experience.
When the reality of our higher dimensional self
became “unconscious,” we forgot that Earth was a schoolroom.
We forgot that we came here to learn how to be
conscious creators through the process of third dimensional experiences.
However, even though we lost the memory of our
true selves and our reason for coming to this planet, we kept our higher
dimensional powers of manifestation, at least for a while.
All manifestations start a circular path that
eventually returns to the sender.
Therefore, it was dangerous to use our higher
dimensional power from only a third dimensional consciousness, as we did not
retain the higher wisdom and love to balance our power.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, once we misused
our power, we began to lose it.
Then we really WERE “only physical!”
As the collective consciousness of Earth
continued to drop, we plummeted deeper and deeper into forgetfulness.
Before we knew it, we were enmeshed in the
illusions of planet Earth.
Until the collective consciousness of Earth had
again risen to a level where it would be possible to recognize messages from
the higher dimensions, it would be difficult for us to return to the awareness
of our true, Multidimensional SELF.
Earth had so fallen into fear and superstition
that most communications between higher dimensional beings and those on Earth
were greatly misunderstood or distorted.
And so we waited!
Sometimes we hated the wait, and sometimes we
We learned that if we forgot about our higher
dimensional Home and the part of us that resided there, we weren’t so lonely.
Therefore, most of us forgot.
We would least expect it, as if in a dream, we
would remember something:
A brief picture,
A certain color
Or a sound
Then we would become very, very lonely. We would
want to go Home.
But we couldn’t remember where Home was. We only
knew that is wasn’t here.
We only knew that we didn’t
We didn’t want to!
I gazed on the glorious being floating just
before me. Its light filled the entire room with a warm radiation.
"Who are you?" I asked within my
"I am you, Beloved," was the
I did not understand what the beautiful being
had said. I was not glorious. I could not float in the air as the being before
me did, and I definitely did not have enough light to fill the entire room.
I was just a regular person with a regular life.
Some days I felt good, even peaceful, but some days, I felt bad, even
tormented. I did my job as well as I could and tried to pay my bills on time.
I was a good citizen. I had a family that I
loved and friends that cared for me. However, sometimes, I was
frightened, annoyed, or sad. No, I was not special. I was just regular.
"Oh, but my one," the being
interrupted my thoughts, "just regular IS special."
"What?" I responded in a somewhat
angry and disrespectful voice. Quickly, I covered my mouth and muttered
"You needn't apologize to me my dear. I am
"No, I'm sorry," I replied, almost to
myself. "I can't believe that. I cannot accept that. If I were you, then why would I ever want to be me?"
"I am very proud to be you. I am very proud
of how you have maintained your life under difficult circumstances. Life upon
the physical plane can be, and usually is, challenging. And you/I have
maintained a heart that loves."
"A heart that loves?"
"Yes, and a mind that thinks. You, that is
you and I together, have kept our
bond, our promise, to remain our SELF in the
face of many temptations that could pull us out of 'being special'."
"Well yes," I replied as I scratched
my chin. "I must say that there are a million temptations, from choosing
to walk to the recycling bin to remembering to think before I speak. I guess I
do try, most of the time, to be the best person that I can be."
"Yes, and all of the time, you are special.
You are special not just because you try to do your best, but because you have
chosen to leave the form that you see before you, our SELF, and enter into the
experience of physical life."
Now I was confused. I did not remember making
such a choice. In fact, if I
could choose, I would instantly become the
glorious being before me.
"Are you sure?" responded the being,
reading my thoughts. "What about your family, your friends, your work,
your planet? Would you not miss them?"
"Well, yes, I would. I would miss them all
very much. But, if I am also a being like you, then they must also have a part
of them that is like you. Don't they?"
"Most certainly," replied the being with
a smile so bright that the radiance extended beyond the walls of the room until
there were no walls and no floor, and here was only light
At first, I was a bit frightened. Standing in
the middle of blazing light was not a "regular" occurrence.
The being gently laughed, "Be not
concerned, the room around you, in fact your entire physical world, still
exists. However, your attention is the NOW of my world, which is of a higher
"Follow me," said the being.
"There is something I would like you to see."
The being led me to a door that seemed to appear
from nowhere. It opened wide as we approached it. The being stepped through
the door and beckoned me to follow. It took a moment for my sight to clear.
Then I saw it.
Before me was a vision of my house, my family,
and my friends joining together in friendly communion, except that everything
and everyone was emanating radiant light. They all turned towards me and
smiled. Their smiles lit the room even brighter.
"You have brought your physical
awareness," they said as one voice. "We are trying to bring our
physical consciousness here as well. Wouldn't it be beautiful if we all could
meet here, physical with spiritual, and then return to Earth?
“Think of it! Can you imagine the impact it
would make if we could link our physical and spiritual essences to create a
continuous flow from Spirit into Matter?"
"I must be dreaming," I thought out
loud. I reached to pinch my arm, but it looked different. It was not hard. I
was more like a cloud, a golden cloud. My hands were as radiant as the glorious
being's. I looked around to ask the being what had happened and found that it
"No" replied the being's voice from
inside my heart and mind. "I am not gone. I am inside of you. Now,
please take me into your physical world and don't forget that I am YOU-inside.”
I sat up in my bed with a start. My body was
drenched with sweat and my mate was sleeping beside me.
"It was just a dream after all," I
"Oh, but what a glorious dream!" came
the now familiar inner voice. Fortunately, it was still responding to my every