8-12-15
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"We need you NOW. What you have waited for is here NOW. We, your galactic and planetary family, ask you to REMEMBER who you truly are and open up the connection as you travel up to higher dimensions and down into the core of GAIA." ~ The Arcturians, August, 19, 2015
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~ Sue
The Journal #6
A Visit to the Violet Fire
~BEVERLY’S JOURNAL~
7-4-1999
“Welcome
again to the Violet Temple,” Beverly heard Mytria say into her heart and mind.
“We send you love. With our love we can assist you in meeting your daily
challenges. We are also guiding you to find your path. The old world is dying
now and is to be replaced with a new one. Within this new world there will be
many changes that those from the old world will not be able to accept.
“There
is an opening of the veil of illusion that will allow those who dare to see
many truths that have been hidden. Your planet is one of free will. Therefore
these truths could only be hidden because the majority of the society did not
want to see them. That majority is diminishing. They are diminishing through
old age and they are diminishing through fear.
“Because
of their fear they will not allow themselves to see what is coming, so their
souls are contacting them. Perhaps with help from their higher self some of the
many who still slumber can awaken from illusion. This illusion has created a
reality that seems familiar and that familiarity feels safe for them.
“In
the midst of the many changes that will escalate logarithmically, these people
will cling to the old. However, the old is dying and if they cling to it, they
will feel as though they are dying as well. The rules of evolution state that
those who are resistant to change are doomed to extinction.
“Many
of you, however, are tired of the old and never could embrace it in the first
place. It always felt like a lie to you because it was. You are the ones who
will now blossom in the new age. You see how your old familiar life is leaving?
Be not attached, for attachment retards change.
“You
are among those who will openly embrace this change. Those of you who embrace
this change shall be the elders in the new reality that is now being created.
Now, dear one, allow yourself to revisit your home on the Pleiades.
“Observe
yourselves flying over the beautiful green lands. Beneath you are the lovely
crystal domes that are peoples’ homes. There are many different domes and many
different colors. As you fly higher you discover that there is what you would
call a neighborhood with a large dome in the center, which is usually white.
The colors of the homes change according to the activity of those within them.
“As
you fly over our area you see small domes scattered around in the nearby woods,
and discover one neighborhood that seems to pull you in. You move towards this
area and find that you are instantly standing before your home. You see that it
appears to be small from the outside. You do not see a door, but once you
desire to enter the dome, a door appears and you walk through.
“Once
you have entered your dome, you find that it is much larger than it appears
from outside. This is because we are a fifth dimensional society. Therefore, we
are not bound by any constraints of space. You realize as you wander around
your beautiful home that anything that you ask for is instantly manifest.
Anything that you dream of is there by your side.
“When
you settle into your Pleiadian home, you feel a desire to enter the Violet Fire
of Transmutation. It is by entering this Violet Fire that you will return to
your Pleiadian lightbody. You hear the chime, the call of the Central Violet
Temple and know that it is your time to enter the flame. You center your heart
and your mind on that experience and in a flash, you find yourself standing
before the Violet Temple.
“Because
we are a fifth dimensional society, each of us may have a different perception
of the same building, of the same home and each of us can also join into
others’ perception and join into the group’s perception. Take a moment and see
your personal perception. Yes, now see the group’s perception.
To
the group’s perception the Violet Temple appears as a huge amethyst geode with
many towers throughout. Again, as you come to the Temple, there appears to be
no door until you desire to enter.
“At
the moment of that desire, huge golden doors appear that open in a welcoming
fashion. As you enter through these doors, you move into the main entryway.
Again, take a moment to perceive your personal experience of this main
entryway.
“The
group experience is that it is a very large building with several pillars and a
stairway built of amethyst that leads up, up, up to a tower. There are several
hallways that move out in a circular fashion from the central foyer. As you
stand there, you see your guide coming down the stairway to greet you to take
you to a room by the Violet Temple.
“Take
a moment to perceive how you see your guide. Your guide will lead you up the
stairway, step by step, slowly, gradually, and rhythmically in preparation to
enter the flame. As you reach the top of the stairway, there is a mezzanine
with many doors. Your guide takes you to the door that is perfect for your
resonance.
“As
you enter the door there is an anti-chamber where you are given a robe. Take a
long moment and see your robe. What is the color? How does it feel when you
touch it? Now shed all that you have worn before and put on this robe. When you
are ready, you enter another room where your guide has been awaiting you.
“You
sit down opposite your Greeter in preparation for entry into the Violet Flame.
Take a long moment now and listen:
What
are the words that your Greeter speaks to you?
What
is the intention that you hold as you enter this flame?
What
do you wish to transmute in your life and in your reality?
“When
you are ready, your Greeter opens the door again to yet another mezzanine,
except in the very center is a huge Violet Flame. This Flame begins far, far
below you and rises far, far above you. See, hear and feel the shades of violet
as they vibrate and shimmer. The Flame goes all the way to the sun, to the
stars, to the planets, to the galaxy.
“Feel
your emotions, center your thoughts and determine your intention. When you are
ready now, your Greeter gently touches you on the shoulder. At the count of
three, you must jump into the Flame without doubt, without fear.
“Are
you ready? Are you ready to let go? Are you ready to take the leap of faith,
Beverly?” says Mytria, turning her full attention onto Beverly.
“Yes!”
Beverly writes into the journal. “I AM ready!”
“Then
my dear earthly expression,” replies Mytria, “I will give you the count of
three. One… two… three! Take the leap, take the leap NOW.”
~LISA~
Lisa
felt herself step into the Violet Flame. No, wait; was that her mother Beverly,
who was making the leap? She could not tell. Her mind was half asleep, yet
fully awake to the vision of the Violet Flame that totally surrounded her.
She
stepped into the Violet Flame alone, she thought. But she had the feeling that
Mytria was with her in her consciousness. Or was that her mother? Was there a
difference? As the memory of her dense physical body faded from her mind, Lisa
felt herself in a relatively formless state.
She
was aware of a focus of attention, a beam of light that held her individuality
within the flame, and the focus seemed to be on her. No, it must be on her
mother! NO, the focus, all the focus, was on her. Was it her spirit, her soul,
her consciousness? It was certainly not her body.
“My
one,” she heard the inner voice of Mytria. “The focus is on your essence.
Within the flame, your essence is free of any identification other than the
intention that you held within your consciousness as you took the leap into the
flame. Once you state your intention, your essence will take a form that best
expresses that intention. What do you wish to declare now?”
“What
do I declare now,” thought Lisa? She did not know; yes she did know but was
afraid to say it. And so she forgot it. She forgot what she wanted to declare.
How could she make a declaration when she did not know if she was awake,
asleep, herself, her mother or Mytria?
Her
world there was changing rapidly. All that she had known as a foundation was
leaving and changing. Clearly, it was time for her to create a new reality. She
was ready. She was ready to let go and fall into the flow. Almost. But
something was still stuck. It was stuck deep inside her heart, stuck to her
childhood and to her youth.
What
could it be? There was a frozen moment in her heart that longed to be healed.
But she would have to open her heart to accept that healing. She knew that
because she actually heard Mytria tell her. How could she hear, Mytria, her mother’s
figment of imagination as if it was real?
That
brief moment of doubt made her lose her center, her balance and her faith in
her own process. “What kind of trick is this?” she asked as she pushed the book
away once again. “I must have had too much wine,” she said, not noticing that
she was so interested in the Journal that she had not even touched the wine.
But
she did not see the wine glass because she left the chair and the table with
the full wine glass and the Journal that she had carefully placed on the floor.
This was just a dream, she told herself as she went to her mother’s bedroom.
She
pulled off her clothes, got into the bed. When she reached over to turn off the
light, she saw that the small drawer on the nightstand had a piece of paper
sticking out of it. For some reason she felt possessed to read that piece of
paper. As she pulled it out she saw it was her own handwriting:
“The third idea was our best idea in which everyone could
realize that ascension takes calm patience, unconditional love and great
courage. However, there are not enough humans who possess and can maintain calm
patience, unconditional love, and great courage.
“Finally, we decided that we, the members of your galactic
family, would need to bi-locate into the bodies of already incarnated humans
who showed some ability to hold the three qualities of patience, love and
courage.
“Bi-location
means that you are still in your Galactic self and your multidimensional
consciousness, but you also share your essence with a human who is willing to
accept our presence. In other words, I bi-located into you, Beverly, and Jaqual
bi-located into your husband David.”
“Wait,”
said Beverly as she drifted off to sleep. Why is Mytria’s message in my
handwriting?”
Sleep,
or a deep trance, overtook her before she had a chance to answer her own
question. Perhaps a dream would answer her.
~LISA~
Lisa
awoke suddenly while it was still dark. She had had a dream that she could not
remember, but felt strongly that she must read the next segment of the journal.
Bruce was soundly asleep, so she slipped out of bed, got the Journal and went
into the living room. As she turned on a small lamp in the corner of the living
room, she remembered that her mother’s face was the last image she had before
she woke up.
She
wondered why she didn’t awaken Bruce, who had seemed so eager to read the
journal with her. Pushing that thought aside, she read an entry, which was
written in her mother’s handwriting. Why didn’t she type it? She also wondered
why this entry had no date. Pushing that thought aside, she began to read the
entry.
~BEVERLY’S JOURNAL~
Dear
Journal, While writing and simultaneously reading the story of Mytria and
Jaqual, I was told that they are the higher dimensional expressions of my
husband David and my self. There, I did it again. I called David my husband.
Well, we are not divorced, even though many, including our daughter, Lisa,
believe that we are. That may be unfair to let her believe that, but I never
said we got divorced, except in her imagination.
Lisa
could never understand the arrangement that David and I have. You see David
went back to the Starship. How could I tell my young daughter that her father
had to return to active duty in outer space? Therefore, I didn’t. I just let
her believe that he had left us, which he did. I wanted him to say goodbye to
her, but he said he could not lie and he could not tell her the truth. Hence,
he could not tell her he was leaving.
He
did tell me though. He told me that I would stay here on Earth because I was
stronger than him. He said that he was “just a warrior,” but I was a
multidimensional priestess. I always got so angry with him when he told me
that. However, David was incapable of lying and ONLY spoke the truth. Even
though I knew those facts to be true, I always had such low self-esteem that I
could not believe him.
I
still have low self-esteem, which is why I am organizing this journal. I have
trouble believing that I am a multidimensional priestess, but have no trouble
with believing that I am “not good enough.” If I had gotten past that issue, I
could have joined him on the Ship when Lisa left the house. But then she got
pregnant right away and had two lovely starseeds.
Since
Lisa could not believe that she was a special “chip off the ol’ block” I guess,
she could not believe that her children, and her husband, are starseeds. I do
not know who I am writing this message to, likely myself, and of course, to
Lisa. I don’t know if Lisa will ever read it. Still, I need to prepare this
message in a manner in which it makes sense to her if she ever does read it.
All
right, I must be honest here. I also need to put all this information into some
type of, dare I say, third-dimensional, sequential form. This journal began
with millions of notes that were scattered around the house from pre-computer
days, then put in files somewhere in my computer, post-computer days.
My
first, and very arduous task, was to type in all the pre-computer messages,
then organize the messages in the computer. I ended up with more pages of
information than I care to count, so I started with putting them in order by
date. Of course, how can I collect these inter-dimensional messages that came
to me from the dimensions beyond time and put them into sequence?
On
the other hand, even I who received these messages cannot incorporate this
information into my physical life if they are not in some form logical, 3D
sequence. When David was with me, he was the one to receive the messages, while
I held down our illusion of being regular people in a regular 3D life.
We
were not supposed to have a child. To have a physical child on the physical
earth, I had to release my fifth dimensional frequency and limit my awareness
to the third and fourth dimensions. That was the greatest sacrifice I can
remember making in all of my myriad lives.
I
would like to say that I made that sacrifice for my baby, or because I wanted a
child, or even because my husband wanted a child. Dearest, most beloved Lisa, I
know that you will read this journal. I also know what I am about to say will
hurt you. However, I cannot live this lie any longer.
First,
I did not know that I was pregnant until it was actually too late for an
abortion. Second, abortions were illegal then. Third, no one on the Ship would
ever terminate a life for any reason. And finally, my confession, I wanted the
baby so David would stay with me and not return to the Ship.
Lisa
dear, I promise you with my broken heart that when I saw your sweet face I fell
deeply in love with you. But, I was never too good at anything human. I could
not make or balance money. I could not clean the house or keep a job. I could
not make or keep human friends. But, I promise you that I tried with all my
inter-dimensional heart to be a good mother.
However,
when David left us, I was beyond sorrow. I was so lonely to go home to the
Ship, but you came into me on Earth. This was your home, and I needed to be
here with you. David would have loved to stay with you, and still comes into
your dream life, but he had to return. And I had to stay here with you.
I
guess that once I start being honest, I cannot stop. I did resent you
sometimes, and I know that you felt that and resented me a LOT. Somewhere
during the loss of my husband, and your loss of your father, we took our sorrow
out on each other. I realize that you left the house as soon as you could and
chose a college that it was “too far” to visit me.
I
could have visited you more, but I became too tired of being a human and too
depressed to return to my multidimensional self. There were many dark years,
which I only survived because of my communications from “Home.” “Home” is on
the ship, and my 3D home is just house. Somewhere along the way I forgot my
Mission because I forgot my SELF.
It
was only because of these writings, which I am now pulling together in a manner
that can make some sense to third dimensional thinking that I moved beyond my
depression. Unfortunately, you were out of the house and mostly out of my life
by then. I hear you thinking, “So why didn’t you just go back?”
Since
I vowed that this message would be 100% the truth, I will tell you it was
because I did not want to be a total failure. It appeared that I was a failure
with my marriage, with my mothering, with my working and with my housekeeping.
I could not return a failure. I had planned and studied for many of what you
would call years to have the honor of taking a physical body. I could not/would
not return as a total failure.
Once
I made that decision, I began to gather my inter-dimensional communications
into an sequence of communications that just may be helpful for others.
Finally, I had begun to think of others. Since all financial worries were cared
for from when we entered our earth body, I did not have to work for money. But,
finally, I decided that I wanted to work for a purpose.
During
the day I went to hospitals, hospices, soup kitchens, half-way houses,
convalescent homes and poverty areas to see if there was anything I could do
for some one else. I had spent too much of my life, and all of my life with
you, thinking about my self. Finally, I realized that I could help others.
All
the abilities that I had kept to myself, I decided to use for the health and
welfare of others. By day I worked for others and by night I began gathering
all my inter-dimensional messages in the journal that you see before you. If my
truth can assist you in any way, I invite you to read it. I guess if you have
found this page, you are reading it.
On
the other hand, if you throw it across the room, I hope you put it back
together and give it to someone who may need it. You may wonder why this
message to you, dear Lisa, is this far into the journal. The answer is simple.
As I began to go through my experiences in the higher dimensions and on the
Ship, I finally gained the courage to be open and honest with the person I love
most on this world—you, my dear daughter.
I
love you very much Lisa. I am sorry that love is different in my world. In my
world, love and freedom mean the same thing. But you were only raised on Earth,
as a human, and needed something that I did not know how to give. By the time I
learned to give love, you were gone and wanted nothing to do with me.
Therefore,
I will give you freedom. I have learned how to make enough money for my meager
needs, so I have been putting all of my “spending money” from the Ship in an
account for you and the children. You will find the book for that account in my
safe. You also know where I keep my secret papers, which is where you will find
the code for the safe.
I
was never able to give you the love that you needed, so maybe I can give you
the financial freedom to do whatever you want. This account is only for you and
your children for as long as you wear an earth vessel. Please note that I did
not add your husband’s name. I do not trust him and never did. Perhaps, that is
why you married him.
Love,
Mom
~~~~~~~~~~~
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ReplyDeleteWow ! Indeed: SO beautiful !
ReplyDeleteThank you Sue.
Am I ridiculous if I confess that, as a human and as a mother, I felt just like B ?
Thank you, with all my heart, again, Sue.
Love and gratitude,
Soranda
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As I have been reading these excerpts, I am reading them in a very detached way......I wonder why this is?
ReplyDeleteWhat a journey...I am loving reading them....how amazing that Lisa can 'hear' Mytria...and not wonder! How lucky she is. I cannot 'hear' anyone. which makes me sad, no matter how much I yearn for it, it will not be...do I have to 'create' that? I am not an empath, but if I let myself really relax, I do get 'feelings' & can use a deck of cards as a prop to give someone a reading....and I did courses on how to heal. Healing others, well, it seems like I have always wanted to do this, but, apart from the distance healing I send to friends, when requested, on-line. It doesn't 'feel' like healing to me, like one on one contact...I am confused & alone with no-one to talk to about this, I rely on people like you, dear Sue...for tips on how to advance....what to expect, etc etc.
Thanks for all your hard work, I am so grateful for it...Unlike Beverly, I am extremely poor! Sorry I cannot help fund your work, I am trying so hard to create what I need, & live in the Now...
Much Love and Blessings to you, dear Sue...I Love you so much,
Peace and Love
Sylvia...xx
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