The woe of the empath heavenly Father. Please raise them up. So many empaths are carrying the woes of the world to help transform them. So many of your light ones carrying the iniquities of the world of men.
So many have worked hard to break their own wheel of karma. They have carried the cross and the frost of those that are lost, such a great cost.
You said there is always a fee until you accept the key and the Tree. Shema Father, Shema, let it be.
Ahava, blessed ones Ahava in the romance with me.
They hear the cries of the world yet are limited on how they can respond without the promise of your divine operation and miracles of pure intention, necessary for the next phase of ascension.
The planetary energies are vast during the polarizing fast that impacts on humanity in more ways than one. It is not fun heavenly Father, please bring the empaths the pleasure of Ahava. Give them the joy that you promised, don't let them suffer Father, give them the Mother.
When I asked about the divine plan She said today, "God does not wish for you to receive anymore takers.". This means the givers will be united as one force of light, can they be one sun nourishing each other with healing in their wings?
Ahava, Ahava, Father
Monday, 16 August 2010
AHAVA
Oh God you called me Ahava how great is your love and the song of your dove. Is wisdom lost because they toss your righteous and zealous love into the sea like a pea? Or will they be willing to receive your key and Tree?
I know we go many places together in sleep state to help others that are in toil and trouble. Everyday, I am waking up with the feelings of the dread that we bring back with us. Are we dredging the bottom of the sea, are we helping the urchins to be free?
Then I see the news and there are disasters everywhere, yet they still do not return to thee so that they can see. I wake up feeling weak and then you strengthen me. I received your celestial lance again today, it swept across my bedroom in front of me. No surprise then that I discovered afterwards that you've cut off another from your sanctity and gracious assembly.
The vertical lance, a symbol of the axis mundi that ensures that nobody can put you asunder. The lance that heals the wounds of the afflicted and with the Holy Grail it is ours for keeps, filled with your gold and fire of Ahava.
Once again you assure and insure me with the celestial lance, as it goes through the windows of the souls that stand against you, the truth rings in their ears. As they face their worst fears and all that they hold dear, their woolly coats being sheared.
You said every time something happens now, they will remember Lotus Feet. I hope that the courage and divine wisdom we shared will also be with them to face what lays ahead. May the brave souls unite and stay strong to the sound of your gong and song.
Ahava, Ahava, Father.
I know we go many places together in sleep state to help others that are in toil and trouble. Everyday, I am waking up with the feelings of the dread that we bring back with us. Are we dredging the bottom of the sea, are we helping the urchins to be free?
Then I see the news and there are disasters everywhere, yet they still do not return to thee so that they can see. I wake up feeling weak and then you strengthen me. I received your celestial lance again today, it swept across my bedroom in front of me. No surprise then that I discovered afterwards that you've cut off another from your sanctity and gracious assembly.
The vertical lance, a symbol of the axis mundi that ensures that nobody can put you asunder. The lance that heals the wounds of the afflicted and with the Holy Grail it is ours for keeps, filled with your gold and fire of Ahava.
Once again you assure and insure me with the celestial lance, as it goes through the windows of the souls that stand against you, the truth rings in their ears. As they face their worst fears and all that they hold dear, their woolly coats being sheared.
You said every time something happens now, they will remember Lotus Feet. I hope that the courage and divine wisdom we shared will also be with them to face what lays ahead. May the brave souls unite and stay strong to the sound of your gong and song.
Ahava, Ahava, Father.
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
Money and Mouths
Heavenly Father you put so much pressure upon me to ensure I keep coming out with your voice and word. The sword of truth and its Spirit is mighty indeed in the grace of your mercy and wisdom.
Now you are telling them to put their money where their mouths are, how appropriate for those that speak of peace but do not back it up with all that they have got to give.
It feels like the sieve again Abba and the casting of the real gems of your jewels. No coincidence then that the hidden Prayer of Joseph speaks of your Archangels and Sons of God.
The gematria that they do not understand was found, I love you God, the same value as the Prayer of Joseph. How blessed I am, to walk with you, hand in hand, side by side.
You kept your promise to the Children of Israel, you delivered Joseph-Sophia to the people and the blessings that you bestow. Will they honor you Father for doing so?
Will they understand that the cosmos is not a one way street and they must give in return? When will we build your holy city Father, so I am no longer a subject of others pity and sorrow?
Aunt Kitty shared a great deal about our Jewish heritage. God bless her soul Father on her journey home to meet with the rest of the family. The brothers and sisters that she loves, may she be a dove.
Now you are telling them to put their money where their mouths are, how appropriate for those that speak of peace but do not back it up with all that they have got to give.
It feels like the sieve again Abba and the casting of the real gems of your jewels. No coincidence then that the hidden Prayer of Joseph speaks of your Archangels and Sons of God.
The gematria that they do not understand was found, I love you God, the same value as the Prayer of Joseph. How blessed I am, to walk with you, hand in hand, side by side.
You kept your promise to the Children of Israel, you delivered Joseph-Sophia to the people and the blessings that you bestow. Will they honor you Father for doing so?
Will they understand that the cosmos is not a one way street and they must give in return? When will we build your holy city Father, so I am no longer a subject of others pity and sorrow?
Aunt Kitty shared a great deal about our Jewish heritage. God bless her soul Father on her journey home to meet with the rest of the family. The brothers and sisters that she loves, may she be a dove.
Thursday, 5 August 2010
Righteous Judgement
Heavenly Father, if only they could understand your righteous judgement is to raise them up. If only they knew the whole story of the pearl of wisdom in the shell of love.
Zero judgment they say to me because they do not see beyond their own wants and desires of the earthly world. I remind them Father that love did not save the Jewish people from the fires of the ovens or the people that took part in the craft of the covens. I remind them Father that men died for their freedom to be. Are they ready for your beloved key?
You know that I am zero judgement in my purity of being, and that one has to be so before one can receive your justice and reward of Sainthood.
They sit in their shells of love Father and refuse to leave their bubbles of illusion to receive your string of pearls and see your curls. Help them to understand dear Father that your word is healthy for them, send them Father to do your will. There is no time left now for them to just sit on the sill while people are being killed in the chill.
Raise the Angels up Father, let them see that your wisdom is real. Peel off the layers Father so that they can go farther. Help them to ascend Father out of their perceptions that are an illusion that have no basis in reality.
Help them to become zealous compassionate action like you made me. Do not let them fade away Father before knowing you are true.
Zero judgment they say to me because they do not see beyond their own wants and desires of the earthly world. I remind them Father that love did not save the Jewish people from the fires of the ovens or the people that took part in the craft of the covens. I remind them Father that men died for their freedom to be. Are they ready for your beloved key?
You know that I am zero judgement in my purity of being, and that one has to be so before one can receive your justice and reward of Sainthood.
They sit in their shells of love Father and refuse to leave their bubbles of illusion to receive your string of pearls and see your curls. Help them to understand dear Father that your word is healthy for them, send them Father to do your will. There is no time left now for them to just sit on the sill while people are being killed in the chill.
Raise the Angels up Father, let them see that your wisdom is real. Peel off the layers Father so that they can go farther. Help them to ascend Father out of their perceptions that are an illusion that have no basis in reality.
Help them to become zealous compassionate action like you made me. Do not let them fade away Father before knowing you are true.
Friday, 30 July 2010
New Cycle
Many feel great sadness heavenly Father of what is coming to be. Trilateral commission they say to me, everything as a fee and yet they are asking the people to work for free.
Where is she now heavenly Father where do you wish her to be? Civil wars are breaking out because of their clout. When will you raise your people up heavenly Father, when will the elect come to see thee.
Time to make cheese and get rid of the fleas that appease those that stand against you. Do you plan to use the cheese to catch the mice that create disease? What happened to the editor heavenly Father that you sent to me? Did he not please thee?
What would you like your press release to contain on the grand cross of your planets? I remember as a child and where you positioned me amongst the planetarium and wax works of baker street.
Feeding the ducks and the swans in Regents Park, that was such a lovely song. I can hear the gong and I like sarongs. Is it time to move to a warm country? When will New Jerusalem come to be so that they can see and trust in you and your wish for everyone to be free.
We keep being given a new cycle of time, it is the end of so many cycles, seven years, ten years and eleven. We are truly blessed that the 21st century was born in the love of wisdom and to know that your cosmos is in us. Macro be, macro be, you say to me, a short cut indeed.
Where is she now heavenly Father where do you wish her to be? Civil wars are breaking out because of their clout. When will you raise your people up heavenly Father, when will the elect come to see thee.
Time to make cheese and get rid of the fleas that appease those that stand against you. Do you plan to use the cheese to catch the mice that create disease? What happened to the editor heavenly Father that you sent to me? Did he not please thee?
What would you like your press release to contain on the grand cross of your planets? I remember as a child and where you positioned me amongst the planetarium and wax works of baker street.
Feeding the ducks and the swans in Regents Park, that was such a lovely song. I can hear the gong and I like sarongs. Is it time to move to a warm country? When will New Jerusalem come to be so that they can see and trust in you and your wish for everyone to be free.
We keep being given a new cycle of time, it is the end of so many cycles, seven years, ten years and eleven. We are truly blessed that the 21st century was born in the love of wisdom and to know that your cosmos is in us. Macro be, macro be, you say to me, a short cut indeed.
Friday, 23 July 2010
God of Peace
I feel so humble heavenly Father to be blessed by you and your Peace. Time ceases to be for me in your presence, nothing else exists.
Tears fell with humility just like when Nell met the King. You sent your Son to help me and be my friend, his love overwhelmed me, his humility humbled me, his understanding and profound wisdom amazed me.
You sent his holy Mother and Quan Yin to enlighten me so that I could see thee and be free to be me. Their wisdom, patience and compassion enthralled me.
Your suffering servant received Melchizedek, or was it he that received me and delivered your righteous right hand to Israel?
Heavenly Father, you compelled me, you removed your pearl of wisdom from its shell of love and white dove. So that the swan of your grace could take its place. The pacemaker you called me, let the heart be gauged by those that live in a cage.
You raised me up, then lowered me down, to raise me up again with the pen. The second resurrection is mighty indeed and now it is time to give the feed. Let us sing Father, God of Peace, Holy are thee for those that see your holy tree.
Tears fell with humility just like when Nell met the King. You sent your Son to help me and be my friend, his love overwhelmed me, his humility humbled me, his understanding and profound wisdom amazed me.
You sent his holy Mother and Quan Yin to enlighten me so that I could see thee and be free to be me. Their wisdom, patience and compassion enthralled me.
Your suffering servant received Melchizedek, or was it he that received me and delivered your righteous right hand to Israel?
Heavenly Father, you compelled me, you removed your pearl of wisdom from its shell of love and white dove. So that the swan of your grace could take its place. The pacemaker you called me, let the heart be gauged by those that live in a cage.
You raised me up, then lowered me down, to raise me up again with the pen. The second resurrection is mighty indeed and now it is time to give the feed. Let us sing Father, God of Peace, Holy are thee for those that see your holy tree.
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
The Copestone
For God and his children I laid down my life to be your vessel of peace and plenty. In your security I was able to soak up their impurities. Giving my life to you was the best investment in life to help the children and their strife.
I told my son that I will live for you but not die for you because of the will of God. Your right hand is lifted high and now it is time to nurture the feet so that he can walk in the peat.
The capstone that the people rejected became the copestone. The ones that accepted your gift said 'You are my rock'. Standing strong and firm fulfilling the term that you ordained for your pleasure. They said 'Now I can cope, you gave me hope'.
Common sense was a great blessing and your mantle a great gift. When it was wrapped around my shoulders it felt so warm and nice, was I so innocent and trusting of man that you had to give it to me twice?
I remember the day at Elijah's Cave, cream silk and tassles that covered my hair, made everyone stare. I smiled, there was no chair. The Rabbi's were collected up and put into my right hand. Then we walked along the sand with hearts full of care and lots to share.
Ah the 12 stars that you placed upon my head if only they understood it in Safed. Its taking time for humanity to come to terms with it, it is the perfect fit, where you sit.
I told my son that I will live for you but not die for you because of the will of God. Your right hand is lifted high and now it is time to nurture the feet so that he can walk in the peat.
The capstone that the people rejected became the copestone. The ones that accepted your gift said 'You are my rock'. Standing strong and firm fulfilling the term that you ordained for your pleasure. They said 'Now I can cope, you gave me hope'.
Common sense was a great blessing and your mantle a great gift. When it was wrapped around my shoulders it felt so warm and nice, was I so innocent and trusting of man that you had to give it to me twice?
I remember the day at Elijah's Cave, cream silk and tassles that covered my hair, made everyone stare. I smiled, there was no chair. The Rabbi's were collected up and put into my right hand. Then we walked along the sand with hearts full of care and lots to share.
Ah the 12 stars that you placed upon my head if only they understood it in Safed. Its taking time for humanity to come to terms with it, it is the perfect fit, where you sit.
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