Preface
During the past week, I received ineffable assistance from the Brothers with support and healing that has delivered me to the frequency in which I am able to present this post. Their radiance was splendid, and I can say that I have never experienced such beauty and exhilaration. They appeared often, one with another. In the first vision, the Brother signaled for me to follow Him, but, feeling “heavy” in this 3d world, I couldn’t move. He was lifted by a beam of Light, and so was I after crying out for help. They also appeared anytime in my higher consciousness— sometimes when I was distracted from my ongoing shift—and were discernible, not just by their vibrant, colorful robes, but their gentle, loving, frequencies. One, donned in a golden robe, oscillated magnificently. His Light delivered ease and confidence, and immediately the mental strain I was feeling in that moment was released. Another appeared, carrying a golden globe of Light in both hands; as it became more brilliant, so did He, until His presence diminished.
In these incredible experiences, my attention was turned to minerals, particularly to onyx and crystal, but predominantly onyx. One of the thrones mentioned in the poem was constructed of white onyx, the other black, both with veins of gold; each was found in the same structure in the city as well as the resplendent bodies of the Birds. For several days, I had continual visions of onyx; the illumination is still Beautiful, and in this moment, I have a view of myself inside the natural structure of a piece of rotating crystal, receiving Light from all directions that oscillates in my heart and seems to issue from my skin into my 3d environment, reflected and refracted in prismatic Beauty.
(If you would like to view the various colors and types of onyx, use the link below.)
www.mindat.org
In Search mindat type onyx
Scroll down to Internet Links for Onyx
Under Search Engine. select Look for onyx images on Google
As I incepted the elements of this experience, I became more aware of my shifting frequency. In the City, Tom greeted me and instantly I recalled his message to me in his fifth radio interview: “I also know that you will expand on this wondrous event from your Higher Self, with the ever and constant help from the Brothers, and use it as a springboard to even greater freedoms!!” And so the expansion begins, radiant with the Light of the Infinite in Reflections!
Peace,
Na’imah
In a white robe, the Brother,
a Being of Love and Light, walked with me.
“I am here to assist you”. In the distance, Birds flew
toward the Light behind the clouds,
dark like those portending a storm.
Everything was beautiful.
A large, dark Bird, a large white bird,
both radiant, with a golden band
shimmering on majestic wings,
flew past His shoulder…
one, toward the Light behind the clouds.
“You have to continue the journey”,
the dark one said,, flying, flying, flying.
I wondered when he would get there—
to the Light behind the clouds.
The white bird, hovering, greeted me: a Sparkle!
And Love, in the Brother who had summoned the Birds,
shone as golden Light in His white Robe.
He looked at me, and I beheld two thrones,
radiant, like the Birds in the Light behind the Clouds.
”Choose one,” He offered,
but I did not have the wisdom.
Asking for attunement,
I beheld each throne in the other,
in two cities that were one,
and in the healing,
seeing clearly,
Everything is Beautiful!
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YESTERDAY afternoon I was sitting idly in my den and perked up when I heard the sound of a waterfall! Immediately, I saw myself running about on a tranquil, flora-dotted panorama searching for the source and was led to a mountain from which the sound of the alluring water seemed to emanate. Because it was like something I had known but strayed from–like the Source of Love, my comprehension of Love–I had to find it. Without hesitation, I entered the interior of the mountain and following the audible flow, moved through deep caves and pools of water and emerged from the other side into an enormous, flourishing meadow where the wondrous call of the waterfall was still distinct. I gazed into the upper atmosphere, into the circular distance and suddenly realized that I was not going to “see”, with the view I had initially anticipated, what I finally understood to be a representation of the Pulse.
LATER, in the night, I fell asleep and woke up before 2:00 a.m. this morning, feeling a chill in my body. The window was open; there was no heat because I was comfortable with the room’s springtime temperature. I got up, closed the window and turned on the heat, fully aware that no amount of it would dispel a chill. Slipping back under the cover, I was concerned. Then the vision began: There was a host of Brothers, unlike any I have seen before. In a halfhearted attempt to describe them, their bodies seemed to be fashioned from a Higher Realm of the Light of the Infinite Intelligence. They wore white robes that cast the glow of onyx we perceive in our world, though more luminous, almost beyond comprehension. Their closely cropped hair, some golden yellow, some golden orange, and green like emeralds, fit their heads like the covering of fruit, but they were layers of jewels!
The Brothers took me to a nursery, and I lay on a cot nestled inside beams of Light that hung like draperies around it. Beyond the exterior of the nursery, I saw that we were resting on white clouds of splendid beauty. I had to stop there for a while because my body required healing that would allow me to ascend higher into the Light. In a moment or so, the bodies of the Brothers, who attended me and never left my side, began to transform with the appearance of brilliant white, beautiful feathers…and treatment for me began so I could grow feathers as well. I understood that…birds being for me, a symbol of my Higher Self. Down feathers–the light, fluffy ones low on the shaft beneath the larger, vaned ones–began to grow on my body. Then the larger ones appeared on the vanes above them and I stood up. The Brothers came nearer, ready to lift me into Fligh, and in my bed I went back to sleep.
BEFORE preparing this post, I learned that down feathers protect birds from the loss of heat in their bodies.
Love, Gratitude
Na’imah