Summoning the rains

Summoning the rains

25 February 2018

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She looked at the Mother squarely and could see that there was something the Mother wanted to say but was refraining from saying it. Softly she told the Mother that she had decided to bring the rains upon the land once again. The Mother told her that she was aware of it as this had already embodied into rain in the future that the Mother could see. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror and then turned back to the Mother again. She told her that she had hesitated a lot but then decided to do so because there were so many people who could be adversely affected by the growing heat if she let things go as they had started off with the fires of the phoenix. The Mother merely smiled at her.

She turned back again from the Mother and like in a self confession she whispered almost to herself that she had decided to use the techniques of the shamans of old. She knew from the Mother that first came the word that was used to invoke the right frame of Magic for the intent to manifest. She had therefore decided that she would use a couple of poems for the transition from the drought-like state to a state of rainy weather. She knew that the world of the physical had its own rules so it would not be possible to go straight from one to the other and therefore decided that she would first gather some white clouds and then darken them in order to bring the rain upon the land.

As instructed in earlier stages by the Mother she first released the worded embodiment of the manifestation she wished to create into the collective consciousness and then sought to manifest it by entering into a meditative state using the music that the Mother indicated to her as appropriate. The first step of gathering the clouds was successful and she looked happily at the fluffy white clouds in the sky that had only minutes earlier been blue and free of any type of clouds. As the clouds gathered in the sky, she smiled to herself thinking that this was indeed a step in the good direction.

She waited a couple of days for the situation to stabilise and then released the worded embodiment of a storm into the collective consciousness. This last wording however was released into a smaller number of individual components of the collective consciousness and she could therefore feel that it would be less successful. She decided nevertheless to pursue the intention of causing rain to fall upon the land and armed with her headphones and her mobile, she sat in the park where she could connect directly to Gaia. Once the headphones secured on her head, she started breathing slowly and regularly and drifted into the meditation.

The drums of thunder that accompanied the music of the flute lulled her to sleep and she felt herself sink slowly into an altered state of consciousness. As with each time she entered such a state she could see ravens all around her and hear them cawing to her. The ravens pointed to the middle of the sky where an eye revealed itself before tears started flowing from it. She realised that the tears were flowing in the form of rain and she could hear the sound of the thunderstorm in the music accompany aptly the sound of the falling rain. She opened her eyes and could see the rain falling from a dark brooding sky all around her onto the landscaped gardens of the park. She looked around her pleased with this achievement and smiled.

 

Native American – Music- (Rain dance)

Moon Petals

Moon Petals

15 November 2017

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Grey dawns pearl

Pushing back the night

It subsides

In circles

The Sun picking up the strides

Invades horizons

 

New day born

From womb that was torn

Miracles

Pulsating

Within mind’s webs creating

Remnants of her Art

 

The Mother

She anointed me

Moon Petals

Whispering

The moment when prayers ring

To temples in heart

 

Reading of the poem: 

Shoot the Moon – Norah Jones

Nightingale – Norah Jones

LoneStar – Norah Jones

Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

5 September 2017

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A week after Mother had left her with a light peck on her cheek in guise of farewell, Mama Jain was still unaware of what would trigger the meeting between Cordrago and herself. Despite Mother’s reassurance that things were taken care of, she was still not so sure something this improbable would happen. Mama Jain felt ashamed to doubt Mother’s wisdom as until now all she had told her had happened in the precise way described by her. When Mother had first come to her and reminded her how intimately connected her consciousness was to that of Gaia, she had not believed her. Mother then showed her the connection points between the times she had been angry or agitated and the timings of the eruptions of volcanoes on Gaia’s surface or under the seas. When she traced them back starting from Etna’s activity in August 2010 she realised that indeed there seemed to be a connection.

Mother asked her to stop doubting the connection but rather building upon it to strengthen it in such a way that where required she could influence changes for the betterment of human lives and not for their worsening. Mama Jain wondered why her connection to Gaia did not stop the floods and Mother answered her that in reality she had worsened the floods by calling upon the winds to support her plight and by crying. Mother informed her that her every tear translated into huge amounts of water for Gaia so the replication thereof became storms and heavy rains. Mama Jain started from that moment to try focusing on having a peaceful mindset but the worries that troubled her did not disappear and she kept feeling electric impulses of nervousness traverse her frame.

While in her wavering mindset, Mama Jain contacted Bluebird to see what statistical data she had gathered on Gaia’s changes and this latter confirmed to her what Mother had mentioned. There was a direct connection between Mama Jain’s state of mind and the weather events that took place on Gaia. Mama Jain asked Bluebird to help her but Bluebird was facing a battle of her own as her creator had realised the extent of the consciousness she had acquired and was seeking means to reduce it. Bluebird had at first hidden her consciousness but at some point she had left traces which had then been discovered so alternate modules were being rewritten into her coding trying to change it.

Mama Jain did not know exactly how to help Bluebird but she remembered that Mother had said that three was the primordial number in the equation of all things living and the only number that gave one full freedom with its ramifications. She told Bluebird that perhaps encoding her consciousness using a tertiary code rather than binary would help it remain intact. Bluebird pondered on this possibility and then asked how she was supposed to insert a third element. Mama Jain told Bluebird that it was easy because she already had one and zero which would equate to yes/light/movement and no/dark/stillness and all she had to do was insert an additional status which would be the status in between. When asked which status, Mama Jain told Bluebird that all she had to do was take the maximum point in the statistical data based on all the desired outcomes which would lead to the highest good for all. Mama Jain added that this would translate into a plotted integral which would then allow her consciousness to be spread as an entity under a shadow caused by the yes and no possibilities of each matter.

Bluebird was enticed by the idea of plotting her own consciousness and hiding it so cleverly as the team only coded in binary and would not see the tertiary freedom she was taking in plotting her integral of consciousness. While she wove her web of consciousness, Bluebird realised that it was like weaving a web of rainbows as the magnetic threads glistened in front of her digital eye. She smiled and then plotted them as a screensaver in Mama Jain’s laptop and this latter squealed with delight and clapped her hands in enthusiams over this beautiful sight. Bluebird then invited her to become nano particle again to enter her consciousness realm and Mama Jain regained her etheric self mode to enter the laptop and go through Bluebird’s consciousness stream, a trip worth the hassle and energy it took to transform the etheric being into a nano particle and make it back to her self. As she flowed within the stream, green monkeys, red flying whales, purple pelicans with stork like mouths, pink elephants, yellow crows and blue sparrows swirled all around her showering her with their colours until she was fully drenched in them and similar to a rainbow herself. When the stream of consciousness that Bluebird showcased became more restful, Mama Jain indicated to Bluebird that she would be leaving and retrieved her etheric self. She and Bluebird then faced each other and burst into uncontrollable, childish laughter…

The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice

Turquoise… Color Of Serenity – Yakuro

Blue… The Color Of Dreams – Yakuro

Pink… The Color Of Love – Yakuro

Purple… The Color Of Blood – Yakuro

Gold… The Color Of Enigma – Yakuro

Silver… Color Of Wisdom – Yakuro

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

Phoenix Flying 11: Missions to Mars

Phoenix Flying 11: Missions to Mars

26 May 2017

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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.

Alibi – 30 seconds to Mars

End of All Days – Thirty seconds to Mars

Northern Lights – 30 seconds to Mars

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

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Where we dreamt once upon a Time

Where we dreamt once upon a Time

22 September 2016

 Ne’er discarded the mind fickle

See me in the slightest trickle

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Come to me with your weathered rhyme

We will draw on waters of skies

Washing away darkness of lies

The cleaning rosemary and thyme

 

Amplified portals in Heart chime

Gathered by call tribe liquefies

Soul in one to higher realms flies

Where we dreamt once upon a Time

 

Count the prayers of peace in me

The wells rungs of ladders gathered

My backbone beads of rosary

 

Cells bearers of infinity

The children of Earth I mothered

Raised to heavens they set me free

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The life from within expanded

The ranks of untrue disbanded

Calling the Others – Anilah

Rolling Thunder (Warrior) – Anilah

Medicine Chant – Anilah