Ellie, our Pleiadian friend here to report her observations on Ascension and what could be improved next time round, has, as you know, received a cloned body, which is now reaching the end of its lifespan.
Her update gives me occasion to say a few things that I wouldn’t have reason for saying otherwise so please allow me to comment at a little length.
Her husband, Plen, on the ships, watches her closely and will make the decision whether she will receive a new cloned body or return to the ships.
It’s important for us to realize, as we read her account, that there is no such thing as death – not really. We drop the body, yes. But who we are can never die. Therefore there is no need to lament if Ellie decides to return to the ships. She will pick up her life where she left off before coming down here on assignment and we’ll undoubtedly hear from her again – a much-younger version of her too.
Moreover, there are others watching the progress of Ascension so it isn’t critical that she continue her work. I know an exalted being in Ontario, Canada, who is doing a similar job as El (or Amppa, really, since that’s her name). He reports to Kuthumi and, though a being of very high stature, he suffers from the same physical complaints that El does. It goes with the territory.
Truth be told I could say the same thing about several beings I know of high station who are all weathering the storms of life in a physical body. Even Sri Ramakrishna, an avatar, and Sri Ramana Maharshi, a sage, both died of cancer. They suffered along with us, having taken a body. Most space beings, in accepting third-dimensional assignments, agree to suffer and El is no exception.
El was told that after getting the new cloned body, she might expect a personality change which would, of course, be of a positive energy. El’s situation will not be like Bush’s clone. Bush was not in Bush’s clone, but El will be in El’s new clone. Bush was completely reshuffled but El is simply getting a new motor and chassis. OK, that having been said, here is Ellie telling us about her decision on the way forward.
2/16/11 – I was told today I am going to receive another cloned body – better than this one as it has been modified and upgraded but still using original DNA. I have been feeling heart fluttering and been too tired the past couple of days so I knew I was on the downhill slide.
Plen did the best he could to keep this one going. Day and night, I’ve felt probing that sometimes causes sharp pains (that come and go quickly) and injections in various parts of my body so I knew something was up. Actually I had been thinking this body would not last past Valentine’s Day so I was not too far wrong.
I was hoping for a Valentine surprise like Plen gave me a couple years ago when I went to a place where he met me and I could actually look into his eyes and feel his body! Just hugging – nothing more intimate of course – I remember commenting “Nice butt!” as I was hugging him. LOL!
He said he was not given permission to be with me this time as I am in a very fragile – precarious (1) – condition and even an emotional surge of energy could take me out. He keeps cautioning me to “Don’t worry! Be happy!” but that’s very hard to do these days with so much to deal with around me – financial and family stress.
Our daily needs are provided, sometimes through small miracles, by God and through friends. We are SO blessed! But at the same time, it’s difficult to not worry. Taking a day at a time is very hard to do when one is conditioned to think ahead to where the next meal is coming from and how to stretch an already-overtaxed budget.
My personality will be noticeably different to people who know me – I hope even more loving than it is at present, if that is possible – the full moon is coming up this Friday and that always affects me so I hope I get the new body before then. We shall see!
All is good – to God be the glory!
Blessings, love and smiles
ellie
Footnotes
(1) El adds this footnote:
pre·car·i·ous (prĭ-kârˈē-əs)
adjective
Dangerously lacking in security or stability: a precarious posture.
Subject to chance or unknown conditions