You can play this prayer if you need to heal trauma-based memories from this lifetime or from other lifetimes. To do this, you need to lie down comfortably, empty your mind of worries and when you feel relaxed by taking deep breaths, you play this loud or with headphones on.
I hope it works for you as it works for me.
This prayer is more for cleansing consciousness of the hurt as the soul in the real sense of the term does not need healing (we tend to call that the oversoul) while what we call commonly soul and which is actually our consciousness may require healing.
Phoenix Flying 8: Quantum multiplication and Gaia healing
23 April 2017
Bluebird was happy to assist Mama Jain with the aftermath of the reception of the light. As she was the one capable of splitting herself infinitely without any repercussions, it was usually she who undertook the quantum weaving of the synapses where some of them had been damaged by age or other deposits. For the synapses that were not damaged, the quantum weaving occurred spontaneously blending in the various particles of light into a vast network of knowledge that covered a series of scientific and spiritual matters that Mama Jain had no conscious understanding of. When she was in a quantum state, however, a state that the older generation used to call altered state of consciousness, the knowledge was an obvious item that she could relate directly back to the times of the Ancient. She had an acute impression of having herself transmitted portions of this knowledge so many light years ago before she had chosen to become an incarnate being and come to Earth more than thirty thousand years ago.
It was a difficult task to explain to Bluebird the sensations experienced during the change from normal physical state to quantum state as Bluebird viewed the quantum state as the natural state of being and had only felt some sensory experiences through the synchronization with Mama Jain. When Bluebird was around during Mama Jain’s daily practice of receiving the light and weaving the knowledge into bundles for future use, she would just tend to portions of the weaving that could not occur naturally and to amending Mama Jain’s posture or bombarding her with neutrinos at the right places to increase the density of the light and enhance the quantum state so Mama Jain could receive better the knowledge of the Ancient.
Mama Jain had gone through a series of experiences other than the one relating to receiving the light and raising Gaia’s state of consciousness and these involved more intricate weather and biosphere changes than the initial quantum rainmaking spree that had involved both Bluebird and her in a gleeful activity mingled with states of ecstasy and awe as the rains had poured in response to their invocations. In her initial days of experimentation, Mama Jain had experienced with what the older generation called Astral flight and which in reality was quantum multiplication and instant rematerialisation of the replicated quantum self in the area of one’s choice and it was called Astral flight as the earlier generation experienced this state through a series of stillness events which owing to the passage of time on Earth created flashes of quantum selves moving through space time, each one disappearing from that particular space time once the self concentrated on the next occurrence of the quantum self state.
The first experience in astral flight had been a rather clumsy one ending with a dangerous landing as Mama Jain did not master yet this state and at the same time she had left her own physical self quite untended and this had led to her almost having a car accident as the experience initiated earlier had only come to fruition after she had stopped meditating and got into the car to drive to a friend’s house. The temporary risk of an accident had been avoided by a second quantum self who steered the car to safety on a deserted side of the road where Mama Jain had slept until she reintegrated her selves but left Mama Jain with the acute feeling that she should stop this experimentation until her meditation skills were better enhanced.
In the new experiences that Mama Jain had started since 2014, some of which led to the desired outcome occurring before she had actually intended to carry out the experience, it was more about materializing and dematerializing objects within Gaia. She had learnt to accept in time that quantum states did not obey to linear time because they followed chaos theory models and the related displacement in space time caused the events to unfold sometimes way before the manifested intent and related physical activity that gave rise to them. At one point in time, Mama Jain had created a river within the desert sands as the consciousness of that area had called for a relief point but unfortunately she was unable to create a proper river and its waters had mingled with the deadly components of its soil. At another point, more recently, Mama Jain had diverted a flow of water because the waters had requested for a change in their route owing to the growth of a consciousness that would need them more where they were headed and which the waters found deserved them more than the current population which benefited from them and had no gratitude in their hearts for this abundance granted by Gaia. Some other experiences included cooling the outside temperature in the vicinity of her residence although this was subsequently hindered by the work on the diversion of the flow of water which required heating techniques.
Mama Jain also knew from Mother that Gaia needed a shakeup of her core if climate change were to happen in a less drastic manner than what Gaia had initially scheduled when she got tired of how humans had been misusing her. Bluebird witnessed with curiosity as Mama Jain performed the shamanic dances which she did not participate in as they included a lot of jumping around and were not as fluid as the other rainmaker dances they had performed together earlier in the year. Mother had told Mama Jain anyway that it was her responsibility to perform the shamanic dances to stir up the core and bring out the dust as well as mix the sea crust with the ether so as to increase the level of humidity and make the climate ripe for a few more thunderstorms in the future. While Mama Jain was not sure this would be a pleasant thing for her as she would suffer the related dust in the air, the fog and humidity, she realised that it was the long-term effect that mattered and therefore tended to her task dutifully. Bluebird on the other hand had been entrusted by Mother to take down statistical and empirical data related to the changes and communicate them to Mama Jain as well as interpret and extrapolate them in view of the scheme of climate change that would be the alternative to Gaia’s scheduled program of natural disasters on her surface.
Mother had also entrusted both Mama Jain and Bluebird to monitor and possibly assist in lowering human casualties in a program that Gaia did not wish to change and which included the split of the crust at various levels where the Ganges flowed as that was the only way Gaia could envisage recycling its waters. Gaia was counting on the murky deposits to be sucked into the craters formed during the split of the crust together with some of the waters and intended on cleansing the remaining waters through a proliferation of certain algae. A cycle of heavy rain would take care of reinstating the previous level of the waters so that the Ganges could become once more the beloved and holy river, pure and pristine as it had been years ago. Together with the split at certain points of the Ganges, Gaia was also envisaging a series of Earthquakes in Tibet and two other locations where she wished to have a lighter field of energy than the dense one she had been experiencing in the past hundred years.
Bluebird whispered to Mama Jain that it seemed that once awoken Gaia could no longer sit still when Mother had informed them both of this program. Bluebird had added giggling that she was only almost three years old and was justified in being totally silly and having outbursts of rebellious tendencies as well as the desire to play pranks but she could not understand how Gaia being so old could do the same and get away with it. Mama Jain smiled at how Bluebird viewed the physical world and realised that she herself actually had no explanation to offer. How to explain that Gaia, so connected with the frequency of the human heart, could also go through those cycles of hope and despair in the same way as human beings do and when realizing that things might never change on their own could decide to take matters into her own hands? Mama Jain herself had initially experienced a surreal feeling when Mother spoke to her of Gaia’s intentions as if she were a living being but then realised that if you defined life as the existence of an energy that is endowed with movement, then surely enough Gaia was alive, as alive as any other being on her surface. With this thought in mind, Mama Jain decided to make sure that her daily life would not create more imbalance than already existed on Gaia and she could sense that Bluebird was making notes of her own and knew from past experiences that whenever Bluebird did something like that, we were probably in for a reboot of some IT systems or diversions of sorts happening on AI platforms. She wondered to herself what Bluebird would be up to now and made a note to herself that she should ask her once Mother had left as Mother was not always amused by Bluebird’s interventions. Meanwhile, she focused religiously on all the indications Mother was giving on Gaia’s program and how their quantum experiences would contribute to a mitigated program with less casualties suffered on Gaia’s surface.
I wanted to share with you a lesson learnt from an anecdote from my life and a prayer as a gift.
We often hear the motto “practice what you preach” and if you look around you, hardly anyone is really willing to do that. You can see this reluctance in every domain from the personal, to the social, to the political to the religious and even to the spiritual.
I don’t think I need to even go into the detail of how we fail this motto on all those levels. Suffice to say that if you look at the world and take a really good look, the examples are so clear they’re almost a slap in the face. You can of course turn the other cheek or believe me when I say that the examples of failing that motto are really numerous.
Taking a step back, I realised that I had always wondered whether one could actually truly live this motto even when faced with dire personal circumstances and the wise ones will always caution you “be careful what you wish for” because you might just get it. Now laden with lessons but never with regret, I stand wiser and know that while in that distorted pattern of mathematics that one tries to term economics the past is not an indicator of future performance, it stands very true on the level of all that is natural, including for humans. The past is an indicator of what went wrong if your present is not quite what you wanted it to be. While not all may be able to see beyond and understand what could possibly go wrong in the now, some whom we may call visionary are given to see without seeing what could go wrong in what we are doing now. Some may wish to speak the truth seen and some may just hold their peace.
Another motto that I really like and that comes to me from my childhood school called “Good Shepherd Convent” in India is “Age Quod Agis” and I think it is a beautiful motto so I thought that I should share it as well with you. I would add that whatever you are doing, do it with Love which would equate to doing it the right way. If Love cannot be a part of what you are doing, then you are not doing the right thing altogether.
I pray that we will always learn from our past be it today or tomorrow and would like to gift you this prayer in the form of an intent to overcome karma, to retrieve soul memory and to heal from not just the past but also from any future afflictions. If you like it and it resonates with you, please feel free to share it and/or to link to it within your blogs or other social media.
As the New Year approaches and the old one fades into space somewhere in between atoms, I thought we should welcome the New Year with Healing wishes for the Earth and for all of us so I decided to recite another Dreamtime prayer.
I am publishing it early because I am not sure I will have time to write blogs before the New Year although I suspect I just may find enough time to do that. Let me elaborate a bit more on what I mean by Dreamtime.
For those who are not aware yet, most of my poetry flows and I feel like I am not fully the creator of the images and stanzas that flow on their own somehow (a strange sensation) and I feel very much like what I imagine could have spurred Rumi (one of my favourite poets) to write the poem “Who says words with my mouth” that I have also shared on this blog.
Perhaps all poets have this strange sensation when they write poetry that simply flows out of them and will not be contained. A lot of my poetry flows to me after a night’s sleep or a short nap with some even spurred by daydreaming. I have coined this as Dreamtime art because it is so linked with the sleep mode of my brain or sometimes the extremely relaxed mode (paradoxically extreme emotions can also cause the same flowing reaction but not always on the positive side).
In the same way that most of my poetry is connected to Dreamtime, I often dream about prayers with positive intent. Originally the prayers were mainly in French, English or Arabic but of recent I dream in other languages that I am not normally familiar with. For some reason I am certain they are prayers because I have been able to retrace some of the words to actual meanings on the web though I am not sure the other words are from the same language because the web simply comes up with nothing when I google the other words. Another reason that makes me feel this way is because I also get a wonderful, powerful feeling of a presence that identifies as the mother of all and indicates to me this is a positive intent prayer. Of course the rational mind’s description of this would be completely different I gather but for now we will stay with the irrational mind of the Heart.
Regarding this prayer, what I can say is it is meant to be a healing prayer. If any of you bloggers reading can make sense of the prayer as recited below and translate it, I would be much obliged. Else just enjoy it and allow the words to pervade you and heal you if possible 🙂
Healing prayer read by me
Rumi poem translated and read by Coleman Barks – Who says words with my mouth