Drop a bomb on the whole thing in the form of a few photos that you never, ever wanted to see – and hope never to have to look at again.
In the face of an avalanche of events like these, how are we going to manage this next chapter?
And things haven’t yet started to become publicly known, whatever may be going on behind the scenes. We know that thousands of children have been rescued in New York and Los Angeles. We know deep underground military bunkers have been neutralized.
How do we hold all this and then be love and light?
Impossible.
And yet that is the assignment.
Think about the importance of the times.
We’ve achieved a degree of human unity, of interconnectedness and identification, that I, as an historian, cannot ever remember seeing.
We’re assembling and speaking out, writing and filming. All it will take is one galvanizing event and I think we’ll respond as a world.
And here is the point of the story: If we do, the response of the lightworker community will be absolutely crucial.
Think of this as a Hollywood movie.
Peril threatens the community. Whom do they look to? The person who can remain calm. The historian in me thinks of Marlborough at Blenheim, Wellington at Waterloo, Churchill in World War II.
Simple calmness on our part will go a long way to calming others.
Matthew said:
“The economic aftermath of COVID-19 will be somewhat rocky, but far, far from what the dark ones want: a completely collapsed global economy, rampant impoverishment, hunger and desperation. Then they would pull together the fragments of their control and achieve their goal of world domination.
“That will not happen. Their long reign is over.” (2)
Surely having this knowledge provides us with grounds for confidence and thus calmness. (By the way, this will be as hard for me as it might be for you.)
The point is: We know how the movie ends. It all works out in the final reel.
Surely that’s a reason to be confident.
It’s hard to imagine that matters of personal growth can have such importance. But I predict that lightworkers will influence the rest of society by anchoring themselves in the truth (that things will all work out in the final reel – or as Pres. Trump called it “the end of the movie”). They will be persuasive because they’re able to maintain their calmness in the face of a wild and chaotic present-day situation, polarized and venting. Their demonstration will have an impact on the rest of society. (3)
Society will be looking for leadership. There will be so much happening and so much revealed that people will begin to feel afraid. They will look around for a source that can reassure them. And that’s where lightworkers come in.
Reassuring them and calming them is perhaps the chief reason why we came.
The role of a lightworker is a service contract made with the Mother. In my understanding, our role, the reason we came is (1) to be the leaven in the loaf, lifting others by our vibration, and (2) to be custodians of the truth of what’s occurring, able to reassure others when the need for calmness arrives.
Amazing, eh? Not to lead an army. Not to earn a billion dollars. Not to scale Mt. Everest.
But simply to demonstrate a higher form of life during good times and the voice of calmness during “bad.”
Easy peasy? Not by a long shot. But I’m led to believe that when we discover who is here (us), we’ll see that we have the ability to fulfill this task.
Footnotes
(1) Some might say he didn’t rape his young victim, but the statutory definition of rape in that jurisdiction evidently includes this type of sexual assault.
(2) Matthew’s Message, May 4, 2020, at https://www.matthewbooks.com
(3) Are you afraid of death? Why? You”ll simply drift out of your body and go on your way, probably without looking back. All of us are already and always have been eternal, deathless beings.
Heading for a fatal car crash? It’s your time to go and there’s no need to suffer. Someone will lift you from your body immediately before the car crashes. See New Maps of Heaven at http://goldengaiadb.com/index.php?title=New_Maps_of_HeavenHere is Mike Swain’s account of his car crash:
“I see a black car coming towards us. As it approaches us, I see this other car coming behind it. I can see this other car clearly, because it is in the middle of the road, trying to pass the black car.”
Nina [Merrington, the medium channeling Mike Swain] paused a moment, and then said: “The sun is glaring on the windscreen of the black car, and reflecting back into my eyes. I can see nothing but a bright silver radiance. It is blinding me.
“All of a sudden, the radiance changes from silver to gold. I am being lifted up in the air, out through the top of the car. I grab little Heather’s hand. She too is being lifted up out of the car.
“We have been lifted thirty feet above the Mini. And in one horrifying second, I see the little Mini and this large car collide head-on. There is a noise like the snapping of steel banjo strings. The little Mini bounces right off the highway, right over into the gravel verge. It is finally brought to a halt in a cloud of dust when it hits a giant anthill….”
Nina stopped, obviously too agitated to continue. …
They had suffered no pain. Just a gentle ascent into the air.
“We feel vaguely sorry that this thing should have happened to them [their bodies, with which everyone in the family identifies]. And we both fully understand that we are, now, so far as mortals are concerned, dead.” (Jasper Swain listening to his transitioned son, Mike, speak through a medium, in Swain, From My World to Yours: A Young Man’s Account of the Afterlife. New York: Walker, 1977, 21-2.) (Afterwards FMW.)
What was it the poet said? Birth is but a sleep and a forgetting?
He could have said that death was but a sleep and a forgetting too, of a different world.
Mike Swain says:
“Nature wraps you in a blanket of sleep. A person, even if he is terrified of dying, merely falls asleep. In his sleep, he dreams that he is still in the same room; but actually he is passing to our Golden World.” (Mike Swain in FMW, 51.)
And when “he” fully makes that transition he rapidly forgets about the Earth world, so fascinating is the world he finds himself in (the Fourth Dimension, the Astral world).
Death is but a sleep and a forgetting.