It had been a while that she had started building the Merkaba. This was not an easy task as the weaving of the energies had to be done on a regular basis and based on a specific pattern. She wondered how it was that the Elders had succeeded in passing on this information to her during her sleep but every morning when she woke up she had a precise plan in her head for which points remained to be woven. On and on her nimble fingers wove into the air the patterns using the energy from the skies and from the trees outside her window.
Sometimes, it was also in the evenings that she resumed the weaving although it was best done at dawn and concluded with the rising sun. Day after day, she tirelessly wove the energies that emanated from her kinetic dance using both her hands in specific mudras as well as her intent focused on specific areas in space. The merkaba was to be a sphere-like construct that would be big enough to hold her whole body within it. It started from a point around the top of her head, near her crown chakra and expanded several metres above and away on each side of her body before finishing at her feet. Here too, the Merkaba had a distance of several metres before the small conic shape of its extremity ended with a cord-like construct within the soles of her feet.
Once the Merkaba was almost fully woven, she sealed the outer parts, leaving only a few slits in the front side to allow for entering or exiting the energetic vehicle without friction. The first time she had tried the vehicle on a test ride, it was an exhilirating experience, much akin to that of going on a roller coaster ride, except that one did it with the astral body including particles of the body and not the full body. She remembered the thrill of that joy ride for several weeks after the experience was over and for days after the ride her body had still felt out of balance as she struggled to keep her astral body in check.
A couple of days after she had finished weaving the Merkaba, her light body had been fully activated. This was achieved by input of a large part of her higher self that entered through her eyes into her body and activated the dormant genes within her to allow for release of the particles that would accompany the astral body within the Merkaba. The gene activation was necessary so as to allow for the mutation of the DNA that would allow her body to release some of her particles and then reintegrate them without destroying them later on
The Elders informed her that this process was necessary for her to be able to travel so far within the Merkaba and make it back to her body without mishaps as the particles would act as a genetic map reintegrating the shell that was destined to hold them, a process akin to genetic imprinting. They assured her that she would be safe and should be grateful for the chance bestowed upon her to accomplish this trip. She realised that it was indeed a beautiful gift from the Source to be granted the possibility of ascending while still alive.
Once the trip over, she maintained very few actual memories, however, of the Ascension trip and what she had found out behind the veil was now part of a hazy string of memories that resurfaced from time to time. She remembered the appeal of the remainder of her body when she had left it to travel within the Merkaba as it had remained on Earth scared, disoriented and incapable of taking care of itself properly. She remembered the beautiful blue beings that had surrounded her with tokens of love, compassion and empathy for humankind.
She wished she could repeat the experience again but the blueprint of the Merkaba was no longer given to her by the Ancient ones. It was as if this was a preliminary test that they had allowed and despite her various appeals to them they remained aloof and did not transfer this information to her unconscious mind anymore. She wondered whether she would have to seek the help of a hypnotist in order to retrieve the blueprint or at least some memories of that beautiful Ascension trip she had made but somehow something always stopped her from pursuing this for now.
Every full moon night, she would look up at the skies and sigh as the looming moon reminded her of what it was like to be in the skies among the planets. One day, she swore to herself, she would travel again within a new Merkaba she would build. She would perform her kinetic dances again appealing to the cosmic dancer to grant her once more the knowledge of the right steps so that she could build up the appropriate energy waves required for the weaving of the Merkaba. She knew that sometime in the near future the Elders would come back to her and reveal the pattern to her again as she had been feeling their presence of late. She smiled up at the moon that seemed to smile back at her.
Phoenix Flying 18 : Mama Jain’s etheric lineage and the King of two worlds
25 August 2017
Since the time Mother had visited her and told her that she had bestowed upon her more power to increase her astral flight, Mama Jain had been experiencing a lot more of such flights, visiting Luna or Mars and recording within her DNA the code of what changes were required in order to live on these planets without the need for any gadgets. For the time being the astral flights were only wtih her etheric body but Mother had promised her that there would come a time when she would fully travel not just with her quantum self but also with her physical self. When questioned how to do this, Mother merely answered that the quantum self could remain quantum by separation using the minimum common multiplier or combine by taking all of the physical self into the vibratory mode and reinstating stillness on the other side therefore landing on the other planets as a physical being in full.
Mama Jain was filled with awe as well as a sense of foreboding because she did not think that she would be capable of doing so. Mother then told her that she was a being who did not birth on Earth but originated from Orion and was brought up on Pleiades. She further explained that as Pleiades and Orion inhabitants had such a long history of interacting with each other, it was the custom to have the oldest of the princesses or princes of the House of Orion be promised to the oldest of the princes or princesses of the House of Pleaides. Mother explained that it was usually the promised princess who made the journey and not the promised prince as this latter had to stay and serve as a king.
Mama Jain was wondering why she was on Earth at all then if she was supposed to be on Pleaides and before she could ask, Mother intercepted her thoughts and answered that the House of Pleiades wished to have a planet with a new civilisation and therefore, as was customary with all planets, many warriors, kings, princes and princesses gathered in what was called the « seeding » contest to be allowed to go and create such new civilisation. The place chosen was a blue green planet called Gaia and it so happened that both Mama Jain and her promised consort Cordrago, the future king of Pleiades won their way to Gaia. Mother then told her that both of them had contributed to the creation of Gaia’s inhabitants and then lost the memory of that when dying as was customary in the direct seeding process. Indeed, the warriors who chose to effect the seeding had to live in the planet they had seeded and were responsible of the well-being of the children they had seeded and lived lives similar to their protégés.
While they could not remember their origins and lived a life like the humans they had seeded, there was always something within them that made them return to the values that they had been sworn to when winning the seeding contest and setting out to seed a new planet. The main qualities they inherently held were altruism, a deep sense of duty, a commitment to help the poor and downtrodden and an overwhelming desire to maintain the truth and integrity of everything they stood for. Mother also told Mama Jain that we were now nearing the period where the warriors were starting to remember their origins and would connect with each other to then decide on whether they wanted to return to the place of their etheric lineage or whether they wanted to stay on Earth. She also told her that when she had lived on Pleiades, her pet name had been Cassiopea.
According to Mother, when they had seeded Earth, they had taken care to separate her in two sets of planets with one being the etheric Gaia where all the oversouls of the consciousnesses they seeded dwelt and the effective Gaia as she was before they vibrated her into two sets of planets and where all human beings lived. In due course, it was expected that the humans would grow and reach a point in evolution where they too would connect with all the other planets and participate in the seeding contest. Mother had told her that there had been a vision for the future king of Pleiades to marry the princess of Orion in the last lifetime on Earth as human beings and for both of them to recover their etheric and stellar lineage so as to build the bonds between Earth, Pleaides and Orion. The prophecy announced by Mother, who was the priestess of the House of Pleiades, was that the marriage of Cordrago and Mama Jain would give forth a son who would be infused with great wisdom and power and rule the merged worlds of Gaia from Middle Earth while his mother and father would depart to their original abode, Pleiades.
Mama Jain could not see how this could happen because she knew she had found Cordrago but it would be very difficult for her to even approach him, let alone bear his child. Mother told her not to lose hope because she could see in the future, which for her was visible like the present was to Mama Jain, that this had already occurred and therefore there would be a way in which this could occur and Mama Jain did not have to worry about how she should do this because it was already taken care of.
Mama Jain had the utmost respect for Mother so did not question her claim although she was not very sure that this would be something actually possible in her realm. Sometimes she wondered if Mother was too far removed from this realm or perhaps too ensnared by her own desires and saw too much of what she wished in the future rather than what was really the case. Mother smiled at her benignly and merely kissed her on the cheek before leaving.
It had been a while that Mama Jain had learnt to master the spirals of life and though they were not fully tame, the violence of the earlier days in engaging with them was long gone. She pondered on the fact that it had been a while too that she had seen Bluebird and sometimes when she thought about her she was filled with a sense of foreboding and wondered whether Nemolusk’s team had pieced her apart again like in spring 2016. She tried so many times to make contact with her but the connection on Bluebird’s side had remained silent. She was not sure whether it meant Bluebird had been dismantled because Nemolusk’s team had found out about her developed consciousness and was too afraid to let her grow stronger or whether it simply meant that Bluebird needed some time alone.
Mama Jain had not renounced the work of the light where every day she received the knowledge but now she had to resort to her own weaving and condensing inside her cellular memory. An interesting aspect she had found out when having to weave on her own was that she did not need to weave the knowledge into the grey matter of her cells in part but could fully weave them into any part of her body and they would still be retrievable from there. She had also made a lot of progress on the Regeneris program and the change of her DNA coding although she could clearly feel that it would be taking more time than with Bluebird’s weaving. Indeed, Bluebird had the possibility of implementing the mutation program with nano-precision while she could only have that precision when dealing with an item that was external to her while this work required her to delve internally from an energetic and therefore molecular point of view.
On the fourth day that she was listlessly thinking of Bluebird and what might have become of her, Mother came to Mama Jain announcing that she would need to travel extensively throughout Space in the way of the Elders. Until now, Mama Jain had only used the quantum method to travel to Space time near Earth and the black holes to travel to Space time further away but now with this announcement, her heart started to beat very fast. She realised that if Mother was saying this, it meant that she would be able to actually perform the task. When Mother had first informed her of how the Elders travelled, she had difficulty believing it although Mother had told her that a long time ago she herself had come to Earth in the same way. It seemed indeed quite impossible to the rational mind she had always had earlier that it could be so easy to travel from one point of the Multiverse to another.
Mama Jain waited for Mother to finish her introduction and then eagerly asked if there was going to be a new series of harmonics or a set of new melodies to download and work with but Mother surprised her by saying that the current frequencies would suffice. Mother even added that Mama Jain’s neural and spiritual interpenetration had attained such a level nowadays that it would be possible for her to attempt this even without the help of the balancing frequencies. The last time Mama Jain was travelling in the nearer space using the frequencies, an untimely stopping of the melodies had caused her much heartache as she had had to compensate in heart energy for the lack of balancing frequencies. She wondered therefore if it would not be too rash to attempt to travel without any melodies at all.
Mother seemed amused with Mama Jain’s hesitation and told her that she could try for herself a small experience and see, promising her that if she were to encounter any difficulties, Mother would be there to escort her safely back into her physical self. Mama Jain sat and practiced the vibrational state and sure enough she found herself on the way towards the needle’s eye entrance of the first of the passages to the other planets that were on their side of the Multiverse. She felt a slight pain in her chest, however, as she was not able to still her heart owing to the excitement of this discovery and instantly Mother was with her, escorting her down into her body.
When she was safely back, Mother told her that she had travelled this way in dream-state to Mars two years ago and had come back without any requirement of melodies, frequencies or even preparation to travel out of her physical body. Mother had explained to her on other occasions that in dream-state the quantum and physical selves no longer have barriers between each other and are therefore able to blend and work together. Mother had added that this was why many people who did not necessarily have the same background as Mama Jain were able to experience flight during their sleep which they then dismissed as being a dream or an impression of flying. Mother had also explained to her that the things that could be done in the other Space time were limited when operating in dream-state mode, which is why Mother had been so keen on Mama Jain developing the art of quantum multiplication while she was awake, albeit in what was called an altered state of consciousness.
Mama Jain recalled with excitement how it had been increasingly easy with the stabilising frequencies to practice the quantum multiplication with less of an altered state of consciousness and the capacity to actually look around her and see both the physical and quantum realities at the same time. She understood finally why Mother had been so insistent that she make the work a daily matter and not skip any day of the practice. Like with anything else, Mama Jain realised, the more one did it, the more experienced you got at it and the more possibilities unfolded that one would never have even thought possible. Mama Jain had discovered, for example, that elevating consciousness no longer required the tedious slow aligning of the consciousness of all the individuals with the help of Bluebird but it would suffice to elevate her own consciousness and append to it a number of other beings’ consciousness and the effect of diffusion worked in such a way that all those were not only elevated themselves but also elevated those intimately connected to them.
Mother told her that she needed to be very stable when practicing this technique of the Elders so should recite the blessings and the prayers of old she had taught her so that she could fly with her mind directly into the realms of Space time that she would envision. Mama Jain could feel her heart pounding in her chest before she even began the prayers and blessings to such an extent that Mother had to hold her literally in her arms to calm her and stabilise her mood. Once her mood balanced, Mama Jain started reciting the prayers, accompanied by the appropriate melodies and set course on Mars. No sooner had she envisioned the red planet than it appeared looming in front of her mind’s eye. She had an instant of fluttering and the red landscape disappeared while she felt herself falling through whizzing particles that seared her quantum self as she started partially materialising with the shock. Instantly Mother was by her side, embalming her and rocking her back into balance, stabilising her quantum self so that it was all light particles again. Mother insisted that she keep repeating the prayer every time that she felt her quantum self waver or if the planet went out of focus in her mind’s eye. Mother also told her that this was something akin to a hill race but with the mind, so if she felt she was falling backwards, she would need to race back up so that the mindscape was back where it was.
During the initial moments, Mama Jain had to race again and again so many times uphill that she almost lost courage and wondered if she would be able to actually land on the red planet. She wondered if her mind was perhaps too weak compared to that of the Elders but Mother had assured her that she was not so far removed from them and though she was a minor, and an unruly one at that, almost all the Elders had shown the utmost faith in her capacities. Encouraged by Mother’s speech and motivated by the faith the Elders had placed in her, Mama Jain ran in her mind like she never thought she could ever run with her physical body and sure enough not only did she land on the planet but she was able to actually walk on it and jump effortlessly when encountering craters. Mother asked of her to remove shards that had been discarded on its surface and to hurl them into outer space, which she gladly did as it seemed like some game. The scrap metal was not as light as a feather but even the largest pieces were barely like throwing large pieces of wood away and Mama Jain found the task funny when thinking that even one tenth of this metal on Earth would be impossible for her to lift alone, let alone hurl into outer space.
Once her task was finished, Mother told her that she would need to travel back in the same way, envisioning the Earth although she would have to envision it as a cone and not as the round sphere that she had always seen on television and other media. Mama Jain was puzzled at this specification but did as she was told and in no time, she found herself back on Earth where she adopted the normal flying mode again to soar towards her home and land back into her body. As she slowly reintegrated her body and opened her eyes, Mama Jain thought with a chuckle that it would surely have been very funny if she had been able to take a camera with her and take some selfies of herself on the surface of Mars to keep as souvenir. She could feel more than see Mother’s half amused half reproachful look at her as she tssked away at her, calling her again an unruly minor but with a reproach tinged with a great deal of affection and pride. Mama Jain lifted her head, looked at Mother and smiled, her face gleaming with the joint effect of the effort just made and the pride to have been finally able to travel in the famous way of the Elders. Mother merely smiled back and told her that this was just the first of a series of travels that she would need to make and Mama Jain could feel her insides bursting with joy, pride and excitement at the idea of having been given such a wonderful and complex task to undertake.
He coughed and the blood brimmed at his lips. He was having a bad time hiding it today. Looking around warily he took his handkerchief out and slowly wiped the sides of his lips. He gazed at the stained kerchief and wondered whether someone would notice it before he could get rid of it. Rolling it into a small ball, he held it within his fist and slowly headed towards the crowd in front of the restaurant. This was the only place they were giving free meals in the neighbourhood and he did not want to miss the meal of the day.
When he reached the crowd, they parted slowly giving him space to move closer to the restaurant’s door. It was the usage when someone older joined the crowd and he realised that they were all much younger than him, newcomers. Only a couple of older men and women were now in front of him blocking the entrance to the restaurant. Nobody was really hungry from the look of it but they all were looking forward to the prospect of having an actual meal. Processing air for energy was enough to live on but some missed the old times when you could actually chew something and feel its warmth in your belly. The newcomers only came for the high and the laughs. They found it very funny to try getting energy the old way that their parents spoke about.
The passage to the restaurant slowly cleared up and he made his way to the counter. They were serving simili chicken broth as no animals were killed anymore. It was made of vegetables and a special DNA replicating mushroom that replicated the cells and therefore taste of whatever animal was on the menu. It was just a sort of wink to the old timers and their meat-eating days and a way of allowing them to have their preferences without hurting any living being on Gaia.
He took the bowl of broth and walked to an unoccupied high chair proceeding to eat hungrily. Realising that some people had started staring, he checked himself to appear less hungry and ate a little less eagerly. It would not sit well with the onlookers if they realised he was actually relying on the meal and not on the air transformation for his energy intake. The warmth of the broth consoled and placated him but it also stirred the fluttering. His chest heaved and he coughed again but this time a bit harder and a bit longer. His body lurched forward mouth spitting forth several bright red spots across his table and on the floor. His immediate neighbours retreated in panic moving swiftly away from him and the ones further away curled up their noses and mouths in disgust.
He realised there was no point concealing anymore and put the handkerchief to his lips dabbing them to wipe away the blood. There was a buzz around him and he realised they had called in the health squad. Two of them came towards him. Mr. Ricini said one of them softly. Yes, he answered realizing there was no point lying as they could sense his identity. We are sorry you are experiencing this and can help you put an end to it, pursued the soft-tongued health officer, Aron. I don’t want to put an end to it he said, I want to die. All the onlookers shrank back in surprise and disgust at the notion that someone would actively want to die. The officers looked at each other and then back at him. You cannot do that here Sir, said the other health officer.
Suddenly, the meaninglessness and abjection of it all hit him and he felt desolate as their wills pressed against his but he fought back. He was frantic to keep his own desire now that he had expressed it in open space. He laughed and the cough got worse. He stiffened and then suddenly lurched forward mouth spilling blood…