Through the Matrix -- Chapter one

 

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Through the Matrix -- Chapter One

                                               THROUGH THE MATRIX

                                                        Chapter One

       by Suzanne Lie  

     

       

       CHAPTER ONE 

                                                             Finding the Journal

To whomever may wish to read this journal,

My name is Lisa. My last name is not important. Besides, the story in this journal is so very unbelievable that I will not add my last name. I never thought of myself as any kind of an author, nor did I write the Journal about which I will speak. 

Maybe I want to make sure that you know that none of the people in this book are me. On the other hand, every one of the people in this book has taught me something about my self. 

But enough of me. I will now continue with my Introduction, I mean, it will be an Introduction if I ever get the nerve to reveal how this one, Journal changed my life… 

I just moved into a new house. That is a “new house” to me, as the the house is actually quite old. I inherited this house from my grandmother who had lived there her entire life. The house is very big with many rooms, as well as a cellar and an attic. The cellar had far too many spiders, but as soon as I was settled in, I decided to explore the attic. 

I climbed the small stairway, which was behind the mysterious locked door, for which I had finally found the key. It was an old fashioned key, an old fashioned keyhole, and an old fashioned door. Of course, my Grandmother cherished the house exactly as it had always been. 

Therefore, outside of important repairs and appropriate painting, the house remained the way it had always been. I spent many summers at Grandma’s house, and searched vigilantly to find the key that I now held in my hand. The fact that Grandma never let me go into the attic only made me more and more anxious to enter it.

I am sorry that my grandmother’s death is the reason why I could find the key that will, eventually, open the attic door. In fact, I have lived here every summer of my life. My parents were not too interested in raising their only child, me, so it was boarding school during the school year and Grandma’s house in the summer. 

At first my mother had a nanny who sort of watched me when I wasn’t at Boarding School or grandma’s house. However, the nanny was too expensive, so my parents dropped me off to live with my grandmother full time when I was only 8 years old. 

They did not even wait for Grandma to open the door when they rushed off to wherever they went. I was never so relieved when Grandma’s smiling face welcomed me into her, which was now our, home. I lived happily with Grandma until I went away to college.

Thank Heavens for Grandma or my Mother would have put me in a Boarding School all year round. However, I should not speak ill of my parents as they died in a horrid car accident when I was only 13. Because I had such a history of living with my Grandmother, the state allowed me to continue living with her. 

It was the happiest moment of my life when, at thirteen years of age, I knocked on Grandma’s door with all my cherished possessions in boxes beside me. My parents barely said good-by to me and rushed off to wherever they went the minute that Grandma opened her door. 

Somehow, I knew that this was the last time they would drop me off at my Grandma’s house, and that I would not see them again. In fact, I was never so relieved as when I say Grandma’s smiling face welcomed me into her, which was now, our, home. I lived there happily with Grandma until I went away to collage. I never saw my parents again. 

I must say that my self-esteem was pretty damaged by my parents' behavior, but Grandma’s constant love made up for that. However, now, as a young woman, I was alone. Unfortunately, Grandma left this world just before I finished college, but she left her home and everything she had to me. 

There was a bit of money in my inheritance, so I toured Europe for the summer after my graduation. I think it was too much for me to go to Grandma’s house and not finding her waiting for me with a warm hug and freshly baked cookies. But, eventually, I had to go home to what was no longer Grandma’s home, but my house. 

I must say that my self-esteem had been pretty damaged by my parent’s behavior, but Grandma had always made up for that. However, now, as a young woman, I was alone. That is accept for a very few friends from college and the memory of my beloved Grandmother.

Having Grandma’s house as MY house made me feel like I would always be close to her essence, as well as all my wonderful memories of being in her home. Now that home that I had always loved to visit, was MY home. 

However, there I was, standing in front of the door, key in the lock, but hesitating to turn it. I knew that I would NOT smell the fresh baked cookies, or enjoy the other wonderful smells that always filled Grandma’s home. Grandma had died suddenly in her beloved home. I am still guilty that I did not leave Europe to come to her funeral. 

However, I had a very vivid dream the very night after she died in which she came to me and said, “I have asked in my will, which I have attached, that I be cremated. I also ask that you do not leave your vacation to come to my cremation.

 I will come to you. Please allow me that final joy of showing you the lovely Light body that I now wear.”

 Sure enough, that very next evening, Grandma came to me in a body of Golden Light. The only thing she said was, “Beloved Granddaughter, I have left everything I had to you, and most important, I have left you the key to the attic". 

“I love you so deeply that I want to tell you that I now know that life is eternal and death is an illusion. Therefore, my love for you is infinite. Please remember that I will always love you unconditionally and beyond all space and time.”

I was very confused by the “beyond all space and time” comment, as that was not the way my Grandmother spoke. Nonetheless, the statement made me cry uncontrollably, but not just for sorrow. Instead, I cried for the great love that I had always felt from Grandma, and for the love I would always have for her.

Through the Matrix, Chapter 2

     January 19, 2021                                                   

                                                       THROUGH THE MATRIX

CHAPTER TWO

Finding the Journal

When I first returned from Europe, I went to Grandma’s resting place with a huge bouquet of her favorite flowers. However, as I got closer and closer to her “resting place,” I knew that I would not be able to face her grave, so I turned the other way, away from the cemetery and away from what remained of my grandmother’s body.

Then, after a few months living in Grandma’s house, I was finally ready to go to her final resting place. I was very tempted to turn away again, but then I remembered the vision of her in a golden body, which gave me great comfort. Also, I wanted to thank her for all the money that she had left me.

I still wonder how an elder woman who never seemed to have a job could have so much money. My parents had been very tight with the money they gave me, and said it was because my Boarding School was so expensive. But, later, I learned that my had paid for all my education, including Boarding School.

When I was in high school, I discovered that Grandma was paying for my education. I tried many times to ask Grandma how she could afford to give me all that money, but she always said, “Don’t worry about it dear. It is all taken care of.” 

I never found out what she meant by, “It is all taken care of,” but years later she was still able to leave quite a bit of many after she had passed on. It was this money that allowed me to go to Europe and still not have to work for quite a while.

Fortunately, I was smart enough to get a good money manager, who put me on a budget, or I might have blown through my money like my parents always did. I am now enrolled in graduate school, which will not start for quite a few months. 

I made that decision, so I would have to go to graduate school, but I would have more time off to get me life together, which included focusing my attention on taking care of “my” house, the large yard, and exploring the “locked attic” that Grandma would never let me enter. 

In fact, she even refused to talk about the attic, which gave it such a great sense of mystery that made me want to enter it even more. Then, the other day I was rummaging around in some boxes in the pantry and found a key that said, “Attic” on it. 

You would think that I would instantly run up and go into the attic, but now that I could enter it, I was afraid. Grandma was not a timid woman, so when she never allowed me to enter the attic, my childhood-self made up all kinds of stories of what mysterious things were happening in the attic.

As an adult I knew these stories could not be true, but the fear that my stories created, still remained deep inside of me. So, again, I found many reasons why I was “too busy” to explore the attic and put the key in a “safe place,” which I unconsciously made myself forget. 

As soon as I realized that I was letting my fear get the best of me, I began my search to “find the key.” Of course, I searched the house for months and could not find it. Then, finally, one day, I was in a hurry to go on a date and could not find the necklace that I wanted to wear.

In my hurry and aggravation, I turned the jewelry box upside down to dump everything on my dresser. And then there, much to my surprise, was the key tapped to the bottom of my jewelry box. I instantly recognized the key and ran towards the door to the attic. But when I got to the door, I paused.

Why was I so afraid to go into that attic? It had been many months that I had very happily lived in this house. “There was no reason for my feelings,” I told myself again and again. For two days I tried to convince myself to open the hall door and walk the stairway up to the attic. 

Then, I had another dream of Grandma in her Golden Body. All she said was, “Do not be afraid my love.” She might have meant something other than the key, but as soon as I awoke I put on some jeans and a t-shirt, took the key from the bottom of my jewelry box, and headed for the door to the attic.

When I had climbed the steep stairs up to the attic door, and stood there for are too long, I finally got the courage to put the key into the lock. I was almost hoping that the key did not fit, but it fit perfectly. In fact, it was also as if the key turned itself. 

I tried not to ponder on that strange sensation, as I already had more adrenalin then I needed. The door opened as easily as the key turned. “This is weird,” I told myself. “One would think that such an old key would not work so easily on such an old door. 

I did not realize that the high window towards the top of the house was for the attic, but there it was, with the Sun shining brightly on a particular pile of old papers. Since everything that had happened so far was surrealistic, I decided to look at that pile of papers first.

I carefully moved the loose papers and found a bound manuscript just under them. It was as if those papers had been put there to hide, or protect, the bound manuscript, which I carefully picked up. As I opened the manuscript to the first page, I found an introduction, which I will share, word for word. It was written by a person called Shara Lynn. 

In fact, the manuscript was a journal, and it was written by someone named Shara Lynn. I am sure my got this journal, which eventually turned out to be more like a book, at one of the many old bookstores she loved to go to. Was this the book that she always seemed to be looking for?

I remember going with her to visit many old bookstores and the joy of rummaging through the old book stacks in search of the mysterious book that Grandma was always looking for. I wonder if the book I just found is the one she was always looking for?

I guess I will never know the answer to that. However, if I read the book, I might get some clues as to what my grandmother was up to. It was then that I began to silently cry. Up until then, I had pushed my sorrow away into a safe place until I was ready to visit it. 

But, as I thought of the memory of looking through old, used bookstores with Grandma, searching for something that she never shared with me, I was suddenly filled with the great sorrow of losing her. Then, as I remembered all the wonderful times I had spent with my beloved grandmother, I began to sob uncontrollably.

Finally, my tears spent, I was able to carefully open the old book to discover what was inside. To my surprise, the book was actually written by a person named Shara Lynn, and it was her personal journal.

Who was this Shara Lynn, and how did my grandmother get her journal? “Well,” I told myself, “You will not find out until you take the book downstairs and start reading it.” 

Thank Heavens, the “practical me” took over before the “sorrowful me,” and “the more lonely than I thought person could ever be me” took over. However, before I go more into my own problems, I want to share the first chapter with you.

 

“Wait! Who is this “me?” I thought? For some reason the name Shara Lynn kept running around in my mind. “Who is this Shara Lynn, and why does she keep coming into my mind?” I yelled to no one. 

Once again, I felt an emanation, NO, I am sure it was the essence of my grandmother’s sweet voice saying, “Read the book dear. I left it here for you.” Now I was really spooked to hear my answer my thoughts. However, I then realized that she had been answering all my thoughts since she had passed on. (I cannot bare to say the word “died.”)

I think the reason why I actually opened the book and started to read it was to distract myself from my sorrow. I have always loved a good mystery, and this was, indeed, a mystery. Therefore, I took the book firmly in my hands, left the attic, walked down the long stairs and locked the door again.

Why did I feel a need to lock the door, and why did I “hide” the key to the attic in my jewelry box again? I am now able to realize that I was, indeed, following some form of “higher guidance,” but I did not even know about that term back then.

Even with the key back in my jewelry box and the, manuscript, or was it a book, recovered and waiting next to my bed, I did not even open it for more days that I can remember. 

Why was I so frightened by this manuscript? But maybe it was not just any “manuscript?” What if it had something in it that I did not want to know. “STOP,” I told myself. “What could be so “scary” about what was likely my grandmother’s Journal. 

I was about to find out. 

Within This Now

January 16, 2021 

Within This NOW

Within this NOW 

I am Here

Within this NOW 

There is no Fear

Within this NOW

I remember Cheer

I remember HOW 

To just be Here!

To know that I'm

Within the NOW

To remember that

I just know HOW

How to be 

In Love and LIGHT

And How to master

All my FRIGHT

Within this now

Is good for ME

To remember that

My soul is FREE

Free to be within the now

Free to see I do know HOW

How to be within the now

How to know I do know HOW

To let the fear and sorrow GO

To hold the love and let it FLOW!

Then the flow of LOVE

Can be the NOW

To remind me THAT

I do know HOW

To let the fears and sorrows GO

To hold the love and let it FLOW

Then, the flow of LOVE

Can fill the NOW

To remind me THAT

I still know HOW

To be the ME

That sets me FREE

To forever BE

Within the NOW

But, what is the NOW?

Who is the NOW?

Who are YOU within the NOW?

 And HOW are YOU within the NOW?

And most important, please do say, 

How every night and every day

You can STAY within the NOW

HOWEVER, WHEN YOU ARE SAD AND CAN'T BE GLAD

WHAT DO YOU DO TO LET THE LIGHT SHINE THROUGH

THROUGH THE YOU THAT ONCE WAS SAD 

TO BE THE YOU WHO NOW IS GLAD

GLAD TO BE THE ONE YOU SEE

IS THE YOU THAT IS FOREVER FREE

FREE TO BE THE LIGHT YOU ARE

WITHIN YOUR HEART AND ON YOUR STAR

THIS ST LIVES BOTH IN AND ABOVE

AND FILLS YOUR HEART AND MIND WITH LOVE

LOVE FOR YOUR SELF AND FOR YOUR LIFE

THE LIFE THT HAS RELEASED YOUR STRIFE

THE STIFE IS THERE FOR ALL TO SEE

UNTIL YOU REMEMBER YOU CAN BE FREE

FREE FROM STRIFE AS THE REASON WHY

TO LOOK INSIDE AND UP IN THE SKY

THE YOU THAT LIVES WITHIN

AND ABOVE

WILL TEACH YOU HOW

TO LIVE IN LOVE

LOVE THAT IS FREE OF ALL CONDITIONS

ALL OLD RENDITIONS

RENDITIONS OF LOVE THAT HELD YOU BACK

TO OLD FEARS AND ILLUSIONS OF LACK

WITHIN YOUR HEART

IS WHERE YOU KNOW

THE GLOW OF LIFE 

THAT YOU CAN SHOW

SHOW THIS LIFE

BOTH UP AND IN

TO LOVE YOUR SELF

AND FREE YOUR SIN

TO W'AK THE PATHWAY

OF YOUR LIFE

AND HEAR YOUR TEACHER WHO

IS KOWN AS "STRIFE"

THROUGH YOUR STRIFE YOU WILL FIND

THAT WHICH YOU HAVE LEFT BEHIND

AND TOOK A BODY SO YOU COULD SEE

THE PARTS OF YOUR SELF YOU COULD SET FREE

BUT THE ILLUSION OF SIN GOT IN THE WAY

OF YOUR REMEMBERING WHAT YOU WANTED TO SAY

BUT NOW YOU ARE REMEMBERING THE REASON WHY

YOU CAME TO EARTH FROM HIGH UP IN THE SKY 

WE TOOK A BODY SO WE COULD FIND

THE PART OF OUR SOUL WE HAD LEFT BEHIND

THIS PART OF OUR BEING THAT WAS LOST IN

WHAT WAS CALLED "SIN" TOLD US THAT WE COULD NOT WIN

WE DID NOT KNOW THAT WE COULD GLOW 

WITH THE LOVE AND  THE LIGHT WE HAD COME TO SHOW

THE HUMANS ON EARTH HAD LOST THEIR WAY 

AND NEEDED OUR LIGHT TO SHOW THE NEW DAY

THEN WE, THE GALACTICS,  COULD AWAKEN THEM TO 

WHAT THEY CAME TO EARTH TO DO

THEY CAME TO EARTH TO SPEAD THE LOVE 

THAT WAS ALWAYS FLOWING FROM UP ABOVE

 THOSE WHO HAD COME TO EARTH FROM HIGH UP ABOVE

CAME TO AWAKEN THE PEOPLE TO UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

THEY ALSO CAME TO REMIND THE HUMANS 

TO REMEMBER WHO THEY HAD ALWAYS BEEN MEMBERS OF GAIA'S

GALACTIC FAMILY!

IT TOOK A WHILE FOR HUMANS TO REMEMBER

AND MANY STILL LIVE WITH OUR THAT KNOWING

BUT WE, YOUR GALACTIC FAMILY COME TODAY TO

 REMIND YOU THAT A BRAND NEW DAY

IS ON THE WAY!!

The Fall of Atlantis

 January 13, 2021

                                                     THE FALL OF ATLANTIS

"The Fall of Atlantis" was the ending of one civilization and, eventually, the beginning of another civilization. It is important that we call remember that every civilization has a beginning, a peak, and a fall. 

It is the "fall of a civilization" or at least any great changes that occur in a civilization that forces the inhabitants of that reality to leave where they are or adapt to the new reality that is beginning.

The change of any reality affects all the beings, humanoids and all the different members of that world to change. Changing can mean that something is getting better, or it can mean that something is getting worse.

When things are getting better via the change, that civilization has the opportunity to go into their version of a "Peak Reality." 

A Peak reality is a reality that has been able to find, and to maintain, at least for a while, a world in which there is peace, happiness, growth, and most important, to move into a higher states of consciousness.

Just as a pool of water will have warmer and cooler sections, a realities "state of conscious" will also have "warmer and more peaceful" times as well as "colder and more challenging" times.  Both peaceful and challenging times offer the opportunity for the member of that world to expand their consciousness.

All humans, as well as other beings, have a "state of consciousness." When their state of consciousness is moving upwards in terms of their ability to look up to find what they need. This "looking up" required the feeling within the beings that there was something, or maybe even someone, who had a higher vision of reality and the ability to remember their own higher expressions of SELF. 

These people may not have called it their "higher expression of reality," but they did realize that there was something or someone/some being that was of a higher consciousness and a great ability to do what was needed to assist that group of people to experience peace, joy, love and/or happiness.  

On the other hand, when people have not been able to experience love, happiness, peace,  joy and a sense of knowing that they are safe and can find a way to be happy and to protect their loved ones.

When humans do not feel safe, and do not feel that they can protect their loved ones, they can get sad, as well as angry.  If these sad and frighted people do not get the attention that they need to be able to make their way through challenging situations, they can become very angry and too often, they can become very violent.

The story of Atlantis is that their entire civilization fell out of sink with the needs of the people, the land, the sky, the water, and the sky. It was always  meant that the humans would be the caregivers of the planet, but many humans became lost in their own sorrows, challenges and loss of jobs, creativity, fun, purpose and worse of all, lost from the own Sense of SELF.

As long as humans can have a good sense of self, they can trust themselves and feel brave in their challenges of life. This bravery allows a person to remember that they are able and willing to assist others who are not able, or maybe not even willing to help themselves. However, most  humans need to be connected to other humans. 

And when a human knows that they will always help others if it is at all possible, they will know that others will be there to help them. They know this because they have be awake enough to know that,"energy out is energy back?"

Therefore, if they give to others, then they will feel that others will also give to them. Some times this "giving" is just a conversation, a hug, some laughter and some fun. And always love, unconditional love, makes others, as well as the giver of the unconditional love, feel safe and important. 

Feeling important to others allows one to know that they are not alone and because they care for others, they know that others will also care for them. Caring, and love, are circles that continue to go round and round, getting bigger with every cycle. It is in this manner that love can grow, and even grow bigger and stronger that fear or sorrow.

Within this NOW there has been too much sorrow and fear and not enough love and confidence in themselves, in others, and in their very society. 

Did Atlantis regain it's great statue? Or, did it fall forever? It is difficult to answer that question as it happened so very long ago. However, some people remember enough to know that Atlantis was a teacher. Atlantis taught the people that "energy out was energy back."

Therefore, when they put out fear, anger, sorrow and hate, what came back was more and more fear, anger, sorrow and hate. Can we, the "modern humans" remember that release the fear, anger, sorrow and hate so that they can remember that the antidote to those hurtful thoughts, feelings and actions, is to go DEEP ABOVE and DEEP INSIDE to find your own Higher Dimensional Expression of SELF!

If we could all remember Atlantis, we could all remember what was learned and how we learned to release the fear and fighting to join together to remember how to live in Love and Light!

Perhaps we can all learn together !                  

                                                                  Please click the below link!

                                                  https://youtu.be/gRvzHIAKx2E

The Beginning of a New Beginning

 12-30-20

The Beginning of a New Beginning

Happy New Year

Happy New year to us all !

Happy New Year to us all as we move into a new, more expanded version of our reality. Of course, every one of us must set our own pace for when and where we choose to expand our consciousness into the higher fourth and fifth dimensional frequency of reality. 

Just as there are different version of how we perceive reality, we are beginning to remember that WE are the creators of our reality! We are the creators of our reality by what we choose to think, what we choose to learn, what we choose to do, and how what choose to remember our dreams, our early childhood memories, our inner communications and that which can only be perceive from within our Soul.

What is within our Soul is the component of our physical self who is actually our own Inner Galactic Being. Our Inner Galactic Being resonates to the many different frequencies of reality that flow through us, what we choose to incorporate as our "SELF," and what frequencies of Light and Love we choose to seek and hold within our physical body and our ever-changing Aura.

Our Aura flows around us all. Some are aware of this flow of energy, and some are NOT aware of this ever-changing frequency of our innate Light Body that is always within, above and grounding below our physical expressions of SELF.

It is these invisible frequencies of our visible, third dimensional body that works within our third dimensional, physical form to assist us to remember that we are much, much more than you have been told, or even remembered. 

These "versions of really  change as our inner life changes, and as we allow our Higher SELF to make contact with our own Physical SELF.  Then, as we begin to allow our higher frequency thoughts, desires, memories and perceptions into our third dimensional consciousness, our physical body, and the outer world around us, begins to change. 

However, in reality, it is not the outer world that has changed, but our own ability to perceive the higher frequencies of reality which exist in the higher frequencies of Light! We often think of Light as something that we turn on when we enter a dark room. We may also turn off the light as we leave that room, or choose to "go to sleep!"

However, only our physical self will actually "go to sleep," as our Higher Self eternally lives within the Light of the higher frequencies of reality. Of course, many people may not be ready YET to remember that they have a Higher Dimensional SELF that resonates to the  frequency of the higher third dimension, the fourth dimension, the fifth dimension and beyond. 

It is only our Higher SELF who is able to be fully aware of our ability to inter-face with the "knowing" of the higher frequencies of our physical self. In fact, the physical self resonates to a frequency of light that is much lower than the frequency of light that exists within our fourth dimensional self, and especially different from the light in our fifth dimensional self.

Each of the different frequencies of our physical body serve a different duty for the physical body. For example, our third dimensional light represents all the neurological activities that keep our physical body "alive to the third dimension."

Many humans are only aware of their third dimensional body. Therefore, they are not yet aware of the higher frequencies of inner light that live within their bodies. When one is having a bad time, feels sad or victimizes, their body can only "turn on" the lower frequencies of the body's Light. 

On the other hand, when one has expanded their consciousness, their awareness of their own inner abilities, the mission which they chose to fulfill within this incarnation comes into their awareness. Then, Their body is more and more able to perceive more and more of the many "higher frequencies of light" within their physical life and within their own physical form.

Very often this "light" may be thought of as "the mood they are in." For example, if one is in a very downward, even victimized mood, their inner light can become quite dim. On the other hand, if that same person is feeling loving, strong, and even searching for, and/or living within a life that feels good, powerful, happy, purposeful, they can more easily awaken and recognize the FEEL of their own Higher Light.

One of the first things that this "inner higher light" shares with your body, is that your emotions, thoughts and asperations become focused on assisting other beings, as well as the living body of Earth who is often called Gaia.

Back when humans were "primitive" they all believed that there was a strong life-force in the planet, and in many other forms of life. It was the "modern humans" who begin to think of the Earth, Air, Fire and Water as "things that they could use for themselves!"

On the other hand, the "primitive humans" thought of Gaia and all Her planetary elementals as living beings of their daily the life, and the  source the assisted and protected Gaia's living planetary SELF!

How did the "more evolved humans" forget and/or ignore, the Truth that Gaia was, and still is, a LIVING BEING!

How could humans devolve to the point where they could not remember that Gaia is a living breathing being. In fact, Gaia was a living being long, long before humans ever inhabited Gaia's Planetary SELF.

 Can humanity begin to remember their own ancient knowledge that is NOT attached to any pride, ownership or other human limitations?

When will humans evolve enough to remember that they are the visitors to Gaia's planetary body? 

In fact, the humans are NOT the owners, the humans are Gaia's tenants. Fortunately for the humans, the only rent that Gaia charges is that the humans love Her Earth Body as much as the Earth Loves The Humans!

Within this New Year of 2021--AND BEYOND

Can we ALL Pledge to Love, and take care of Gaia, in the same manner that 

Gaia has ALWAYS loved and protected Her humans?

 

                                                                  

"Yes, Yes" we hear you answer!