Phoenix Flying 18 : Mama Jain’s etheric lineage and the King of two worlds

Phoenix Flying 18 : Mama Jain’s etheric lineage and the King of two worlds

25 August 2017

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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.

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The Journey – Brian Culbertson

Stirring the waters

Stirring the waters

22 August 2017

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Woven tight

Nights pastures bereave

Shaking light

Knitted tight

The blaze appearing flashes

In between lashes

 

See trouble

Seething through my veins

Crumpled beds

Unshorn heads

Shaking limbs when he remains

King of my castle

 

Body double

Stirring the waters

Kindling flames

Winding trees

Rhapsody that drew the bees

Into my kingdom

 

Reading of the poem:  

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Marcas de Ayer – Adriana Mezzadri

The winter bearer

The Winter bearer

24 March 2017

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Across streams

Weaving the pathway

From Faith’s threads

Rolling heads

I pull on strings of yearning

The hearts’ chords churning

 

Into dreams

I shun dark away

Blue lighthouse

Frolicking

Twister and rain mimicking

Queen dancing for King

 

I bore Ring

Amulet of Earth

Totems wild

Bore me child

In wilderness I store her

The Winter bearer

 

Reading of the poem:

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Old Skin – Ólafur Arnalds ft. Arnór Dan

A Stutter – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnor Dan

No Other – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnór Dan

Sirens snow

Sirens snow

30 July 2016

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Dreaming lanes

Crossover highways

Where stars skid

Into motion

Forgotten all commotion

As the stakes renew

 

Redeemed boards

Players take a ride

Seek and hide

Keys to doors

Lion proud of mane roars

The fun in the slide

 

Kings castle

Switching their places

Towers hail

Sirens’ snow

Pitches settled in the low

By new rules abide

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Time Stops – Explosions in the Sky

Snow and Lights – Explosions in the Sky

Magic Hours – Explosions in the Sky

The journey

The journey

15 June 2016

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Wrapping up

Tying the loose ends

In firm knots

They align

Their drooping figures a sign

Of the oncoming

 

Move further

The day’s labour calls

Diligent

Hands obey

Scales for the future they weigh

Disappearing mass

 

The sun sets

On valleys that sway

In tall homes

Preachers pray

Their rosaries a staircase

Between me and I

 

The night breathes

The scent of days churned

Through fingers

Still counting

The total bill amounting

To gate keeper’s fee

 

I fly lone

Through sunrise within

Moon and sun

Face to face

See me through deepest disgrace

Until I reach skies

 

The journey

Carries me through clouds

White and pure

Like his shrouds

He is King of my castle

His light my Kingdom

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Going somewhere – Abel Korzeniowski

Come Gentle Night – Abel Korzeniowski

Clouds – Abel Korzeniowski

Esoteric Lover

Esoteric Lover

7 March 2016

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Yesterday

Traces confused me

Centipedes

Crawling slow

Winding through the arctic show

Of shimmering sheen

 

You took me

Into wilderness

Skies splitting

Waking dream

We are more than what we seem

Our hands tools of light

 

Energy

Sheer waves to harness

Within limbs

Through the Heart

Will done before we depart

Into the ninth realm

 

Star at helm

Invoking weather

Son of sun

Moon daughter

Ten steps to reach the altar

Promise of union

 

She robes me

Confusion of frames

I desist

She insists

Equal slabs of red and blue

Now we are betrothed

 

Rehearsal

Mirrored images

Mere backdrop

Mistaken

A shade for original

Vows wrongly taken

 

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I saw you

Within a glass frame

You harboured

Parts of me

Dedication of the Heart

Faith of Oversoul

 

Destiny

Spun out of control

Wove stories

With light thread

Three ladies pray for the dead

As they weave all life

 

With them too

I conversed open

In shadows

Where they walked

Wyrd, Veroandi and Skuld

Weaving their blue webs

 

There are truths

Mingled with substance

Of deceit

Two-way test

Where your faith and mine are pressed

Alien outcomes

 

Morning star

King of all kingdoms

Unity

Within light

Two wrongs do not make a right

Following heartpath

 

Your candle

It ignites fires

Within realms

Of dreamtime

In between blue Space and Time

Where atoms reverse

 

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We converse

Of dungeons and dragons’ lair

Of waters

Imploding

Of Humans with gills for air

Until waves recede

 

Second stage

Metamorphosis

Eye pleases

Mind teases

We retrieve the wings once lost

Glorious our flight

 

Into light

Winged blue white sparrow

I fly high

Into Time

Code Eternity in rhyme

Your gift of the word

 

The nectar

It dripped so slowly

Into throat

Into mind

They said the heatwaves could blind

As they scorched senses

 

Blue imprint

Of souls’ promises

I bear them

Heart tattoos

They remind me how to choose

From dreams and spirits

 

Lessons learnt

Rephrase intentions

I now know

Truly see

All begins and ends with you

Esoteric Lover

 

Reading of the poem: 

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O come, O come Emmanuel – Enya

Marble Halls – Enya

Athair Ar Neamh – Enya

 

Within Grace

Within Grace

4 March 2016

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Bound by oath

Made in code and blood

Knights will join

Tooth and loin

Though it is the mighty Queen

Who leads King’s battle

 

Salt for Toth

Sugar for the bees

I pray strong

Though on knees

My sight restored to Unseen

A snake with rattle

 

Heart in peace

Discovering wills

I float through

Noah’s ark

It rekindles in me spark

Of destiny’s spear

 

We lead crowd

Bonded in fever

They shout loud

Voices hoarse

Blind eyes decoding the Morse

As I type haggard

 

We strip folds

From unseeing eyes

Waking up

Seeing lies

They discover land of Oz

Broken the wizard

 

The King walks

His pace a slow move

While the Queen

Unhindered

Flies high through the battle cries

Sacrifice her groove

 

Openings

Entrenched in our souls

They beckon

To the grapes

High above the wilting shapes

Of trees in the wind

 

Holocaust

Burning apple trees

Violins

Aching wood

Empty stomachs yearning food

Beating above dins

 

Dance to beat

Live die and repeat

Past blunders

Wane thunders

Warning chimes as thief plunders

Plucking from bosoms

 

Hearts turn cold

This was not the fate

We wrote once

With bright pens

The worthy cooped up in dens

Waiting for lions

 

Blue craters

They await the sane

Lost haters

Smothered dust

Dissolves into fading rust

Of forgotten steel

 

She will come

From bowels of Earth

She ignites

My hands gifts

Blue heart throbbing as she lifts

My frame into skies

 

I am two

Between me and you

I hover

Within Grace

She turns towards me her face

Sunken eyes teardrops

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Window to your soul – Delerium

Dark Star – Delerium

Koran – Delerium

Silence – Delerium

Fallen – Delerium

Flatlands – Delerium