Beloved one, I want to speak with you now about the love that you are and the robot self of you that you have been. When you are born, you come as a small infant with remembrances of other lifetimes, other conditionings, other trainings, other events which seemingly have happened.
Mother of Light and Grandfather Shaman of Mesa Verde
Blue Turtle
My beloved children of light, notice how the warming, penetrating light and heat of the sun are slowly and steadily returning to Mother Earth as you approach the vernal equinox in the Northern Hemisphere.
Beloved masters, you came from distant universes, subuniverses, galaxies, and planets, and you brought with you a wealth of cosmic information, which was stored within your sacred mind for future access. There were stringent requirements you had to pass and solemn vows you had to make.
We're speaking today about a particular piece of the cosmic spiral of evolution that has to do with the realm of mind. Higher cognition (or thought) and intuition are the two aspects of mind that we will investigate.
Through the windows of time, we have come to speak to you. We are able to communicate due to the clearing of the psychological debris that has circled your planet for thousands of years. We are the Andaba, an ancient group of space travelers.
The world around us can only be changed without karmic repercussions if we change it indirectly. If we try to change it directly, we try to force our will onto the ever-changing flow of existence. This is, in the broadest sense, a form of black magic — no matter how well intended we are.
There is a beloved master within each being, is there not? It is a momentous occasion when one is able to come forward and celebrate the recognition of unified consciousness. This gift arrives through the stream of a heart that has ascended awakening, ascended opening, and great presence.
Dear ones of the light, it is not for you to fear your life. You are forever in exploration mode, seeking and searching for answers when always they lie within you. Resorting to means outside of yourself is futile because that which is right for another is not right for you.
