The Arcturians said something that I suspected, which was comforting to me. They said that people should meditate each day. It doesn’t have to be hours. Even five minutes to fifteen minutes contributes.
Then they added that for people like writers or artists, there would come a point when meditation would no longer be necessary because their art form would be an active meditation.
They confirmed that this physical body, or Earth vessel as they called it, was so dense that it made many things difficult – consistently loving universally, retaining spiritual experiences, retaining memories of higher-dimensional conversations and excursions outside the body, etc. – until it yields to the light body.
I’d long suspected that, but it was helpful to hear their confirmation.
The group was told that their “junk DNA” was 30-50% activated. It depended on the person and the circumstances.
But the most important learning for me was about the use of the imagination.
Undoubtedly you’ve noticed that I’m a non-fictional writer. Over the years, I haven’t used my imagination as much as, say, a fictional writer might.
But I mentioned to you earlier that I’ve been taking three steps with my imagination and my meditations have really taken off.
(1) I imagine something happening – I pass through a portal, I merge with my galactic self, I become my multidimensional mind.
(2) I accept whatever happens in the imagined sequence of events that follows.
(3) I allow it to unfold as much as it wants. I don’t impose an artificial stop or limit on it or identify with any fear or resistance that arises.
The Arcturians have stressed, every time I’ve listened to them, that what we call “imagination” in the dwindling Third, they call “creative thought” in the Fifth. (I actually don’t believe that these Arcturians are from the Fifth – much higher – but it’s their task nonetheless to acclimatize us to the Fifth.)
If we think of an object on the Fifth Dimension, it instantaneously appears before us by the Law of Manifestation. I’m beginning to experience the first glimmers of that process.
But why I write this is that I’d like to tell you about a meditation that happened for me after the workshop.
Archangel Michael said we’ll realize greatly-increased and accelerated expansion when we reach a point of being thoroughly tired of this 3D world. I reached that point last night.
It wasn’t so much tired of this 3D world, as it was tired of my life. And it wasn’t so much tired of my life as it was tired of my constructed self.
Indeed one of the things I discovered was that what I call “my life” and what I call “my constructed self” are the same.
Sri Ramakrishna once took down a sword in the temple of the Divine Mother at Dakshineswar and was about to kill himself if the Mother did not appear to him, so thwarted and frustrated did he feel. Here is the description of that event, his first of many experiences of enlightenment.
“’I felt as if my heart were being squeezed like a wet towel. I was overpowered with a great restlessness and a fear that it might not be my lot to realize [the Divine Mother] in this life. I could not bear the separation from Her any longer. Life seemed to be not worth living.
“’Suddenly my glance fell on the sword that was kept in the Mother’s temple. I determined to put an end to my life.
“‘When I jumped up like a madman and seized it, suddenly the blessed Mother revealed Herself. The buildings with their different parts, the temple, and everything else vanished from my sight, leaving no trace whatsoever, and in their stead I saw a limitless, infinite, effulgent Ocean of Consciousness.
“’As far as the eye could see, the shining billows were madly rushing at me from all sides with a terrific noise, to swallow me up! I was panting for breath. I was caught in the rush and collapsed, unconscious. What was happening in the outside world I did not know; but within me there was a steady flow of undiluted bliss, altogether new, and I felt the presence of the Divine Mother.’
“On his lips when he regained consciousness of the world was the word ‘Mother.’” (1)
I felt the same mounting frustration at remaining locked in the box I call the “constructed self.” Oh, not to the same degree as the great Master, but similar in intentionality.
I began my meditation imagining that I totally deconstructed my life (I actually blew it to smithereens) and started life afresh. I blew it all the way back to the blue screen. (2)
I felt myself walk out of my life into a fresh day.
In the workshop, we had been working with our galactic selves. And the first thing I wanted to do when I emerged from my old life was to kneel before the galactic that I report to in one aspect of my mission.
I call him my Galactic Father because in fact that is pretty well the relationship, as far as the higher dimensions have such a relationship. I carry one holographic cell of his. He wanted to participate in this Ascnesion and this is the way he did it. That cell, I think, became this body, just as the male sperm becomes the baby’s body. I consider myself his son.
I kneeled before him and swore to remain steadfast from that day on. It felt like a coming of age, a rite of passage.
Now all this was happening in my imagination. He stood there in front of me. There were no words spoken but he accepted my pledge. We hugged each other and I constructed a portal between where I was and where he was located on his planet.
I then went back and forth, wondering whether I should merge with him. In the end I did. I was left filled with love for him. And bliss.
Again this was not the kind of mergence that sends a person into a permanently-altered condition. This all played out in my mind, but it’s getting easier and easier to visualize these things, whereas I never would have been able to do this in the past.
As soon as that part of the meditation was concluded, I encountered my twin flame and we merged and merged and merged. We emerged only to merge again. I’ll draw a discrete veil over that encounter, but it was passionate.
The first time I saw her was in a lucid dream in Dec. 2010. We raced towards each other and pressed our cheeks together so hard I was astonished. Who was this person that I could not resist? I wasn’t even very familiar with the notion of a twin flame then.
And that was what induced me to phone Linda Dillon, who was giving readings to the same person who introduced me to the 2012 scenario, and ask for a reading myself. That first reading was with my twin. It was only after that that I allowed whomever wanted to come in to do so and that was Archangel Michael. And he and I have never stopped talking since.
This part of the meditation seemed to be about achieving androgyny. I think we may have the matter wrong when we talk about looking inside us for our divine masculine and feminine. I think what’s missing is for us to merge with our divine complement. We’re inseparable now in my mind, in my heart.
As soon as that ended, I saw the celestial aspect of my higher self standing before me and he was magnificent. We too merged. I knew intuitively that I was not tasked with manifesting him in this lifetime. I was tasked with representing my Galactic Father.
This is the second visualization of mergence. The first one was when I constructed perpetual openings and permanent connections to not only these beings but also my past lives and then tasked them with flowing divine qualities to me through perpetuity.
Now none of these catapulted me into enlightenment. I’m not trying to say they did or to misrepresent things. They are what they are, as Andrea would say.
Whatever the status of an imaginative experience is, it left me feeling happier, more integrated, brighter, cheerier, in all ways more elevated. It relaxed me and inspired me to plunge on.
I’ve had many frustrating things happen as I prepared for Lake Tahoe but none of them ruffled me the way they used to. I actually watched myself for a while as one thing after another failed to get off the ground and I noticed that I was not going down into the realm of life that we call frustration. I have gone down into it big-time, even in the very recent past. But I feel cushioned now. If it lasts!
If I’m going through Ascension publicly, then this is a stage in which I feel I’m getting up off my knees. Perhaps Archangel Gabrielle was right when she said that the cleansing was complete. I hope she is.
Whatever this meditation amounted to, it surpassed my ordinary experiences, which are usually done in Vipassana style, by a country mile.
This newfound connection to the imagination is paying large dividends for me. And that’s what I wanted to share.
Back to packing for Tahoe!
(1) Paramanahsa Ramakrishna in Swami Nikhilananda, trans. The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. New York: Ramakrishna-Vivekananda Center, 1978; c1942, 13-4.
(2) The blue screen was the DOS (Disk Operating System) screen on computers in the mid-Nineties.