THE STORY GOEZ...

Do tell the dream…….

{hand in warm water}….. oh, no that’s not nice!

{{poking}} “SixthSense, you’re snoring…. wake up.” hehe

{{little girls voice}}
Tell us more SixthSense. Tell us more.
{{waiting wide-eyed in anticipation}}

P.S. You just described Light Heart Ranch…..minus the transportation. Maybe I can get the tractor to “clean air as it plows”….. as it stands I was thinking BioDeisel…..yours is so much more clever.

Sooo…. I quietly entered this building and a nice androgenous voice said: “Zdravo”, actually speaking my native language because I obviously passed a mind scanner that I haven’t even noticed at the entrance.

That freaked me out, I have to say.

Enteriour was so dramatically colored, and so brilliant at the same time. I was not sure where to look first. Shades of purple were framing all other colors of the nature I could imagine at the time… and the center podium was RED.

Right above a small reception area I have noticed several clocks, showing world time and date.

Streaming blue neon light was showing: December 12, 2012.

…………………………………….

And then I realize….. the time, the place, the language, the perfection……this is the end of the world that so many have spoke of. Not the end of the world literally as many feared, but the end of the world as I knew it.

It is beautiful here. More lovely than I could have ever imagined. Everything is clean and brilliant. People smile at each other and say “hello” as they pass. Yet their mouths don't move. Even though we all originate from different countries, I can still understand them. In my mind I hear their words. The words are always kind and respectful. And I always feel “recognized” as they look at me.

There is a man by an aviary where birds fly free. It is not so much a caged enclosure like the old aviaries, but better explained as a portal in the building connecting into nature that the animals can come and go in… co-mingling with the humans. The man has a birddog with him yet the dog is at peace watching the birds fly to and fro. There is no instinct to hunt or chase the birds, only a deep appreciation for thier presence. Together they sit and watch in complete silence and reverence.

Than suddenly a small sparrow approaches the glass. The bird taps on the glass and it vanishes. She is bringing a message to the man and his dog. As they listen it is revealed that………………………..

… the bird flew back upon my shoulder, and she whispered in my ear. “Look around you, there is nothing new about this world in which you are witnessing”. I was shocked, how can this small bird say such a thing? Everything was glowing an vibrating. The people were smiling, yet they had no new expressions on their faces.

Luminous orbs of light were emanating from every person I came across. Starting in the abdomen and spreading outward like rays of the sun, I noticed a connection between all things. And more importantly, I felt a connection unlike anything I ever experienced. “You are beginning to realize what you are, what we all are,” the little bird whispered. “The world is as it has always been, yet your world is changing rapidly.”

I felt clear, light, and powerful. The stresses and desires that had been tormenting me all day had dissapeared. I desired nothing because I was finally beginning to realize that….

….. this has been here the entire time; it was the veils of illusion that have finally been lifted.  The true connection between all things; the One Spirit now evident in all things… is this Utopia?  Is this where I've been headed?  The bird flew off smiling the entire way.  It knew… and I knew… the whole has realized itself… separation is no longer being imbibed.

The evening sunset brings with it a new illumination of the night.  The stars now call out in song to all; singing a lullaby of Truth soothing the scars and wounds left behind by the veils' departure.  The owls no longer beckon to know, “Who?”  The wolves' baying soulful song now  filled with intense feelings for it's Beloved.  They all sing of the same Spirit.

This clarity, this light and powerful feeling is now washing over me in rhytm with the ebb and flow as natural as the ocean itself.  This connection is ……

……like the tide pulled by the moon, the moon that dances with the stars, the stars that take form in the galaxy. 

I reach inside my vest to find my pocketwatch.  It is gone.  There is no need for time in this peaceful place.  My heart keeps its steady beat and that is the time we all live by now…..

And then I realized my heart was keeping beat with this music that seemingly came out of nowhere…perhaps the purple sky.  All the humans came out of their abodes and began to dance…together, like a Grateful Dead concert but without the drugs.  The cows and chickens and pigs were dancing with us as well.  They were happy because factory farming had ended and humans no longer ate them.  It started raining strawberry-banana smoothie, but no one seemed to mind because it wasn't really sticky.  We just drank…

….she smiled a proud smile and gently said,”It was you. It IS you that has done this. For many years you dreamed of this place, you called it forth in your meditations, you believed it could be true in your heart of hearts, you held the Highest intention for it. Even in times of great sorrow and pain, you remainded true to your dream. You kept believing, you kept praying, you kept smiling, you kept working. You never let anything or anyone take that from you and now it is here, for all to see and experience. It was you.”

I did this? I really had this power? Was I alone in it's creation? I turned to her to ask,…..”

Am I alone?”  She smiled sweetly, “Yes, and paradoxically… no.  This is what it feels like to remove the veil of separatism; to know what it is like to be One with the One.  You are the One… I am the One… “  In an instant my perspective changed to the view of this beautiful angelic messenger looking up at me through the eyes of Love.  We smiled. 

We began to explore ….

When I was a child I had dreamed. A better world. Where all people came together. Overcoming the barriers of land, gender and all. this was it. The long forgotten land of my dreams. Where everyday I heard voices who said the same words. That life is beyond what you have seen in the form of hatred and violence. a heaven of understanding, love and compassion. I felt happy that I was alive to see this day. All paths and all the sufferings I thanked them. I was grateful for all the events in my life-good and bad- which lead me here. Where i saw smiles and laughter. Even at work and throughout the day the memory of this wonderful solace or way of living came back to me.

That most extraordinary feeling… the one that was so very powerful… was like some kind of activation trigger. When I was very, very young… one of my earliest memories had been of walking outside in the grass by some trees, and feeling an intelligent awareness that had probed my mind and asked me a simple question. The question I’d been asked had raised the hairs on my arms as I felt certain that every thought and feeling I had was now being observed… it was simply, “How would you greet a stranger?” There had been a feeling in this question that much was being decided in that answer… for I knew that whatever I might have been thinking, every bit of it was now being watched. I had simply replied, “With love…” and a sense that surely, there was a great deal of growth that I and everyone around me needed to do, for deep in the pit of my stomach I knew that if I met someone TOO different from me, there would be some fear… and I knew that greeting others with fear was not the right answer to this question.

This activation trigger was now reawakening in me a realization – that there had been a grand design behind so many things that had seemed to be so very ordinary on the surface. For example, by greeting strangers at zaadz, all of us who had been participated in social networking had reached a pivotal point simultaneously. We’d found we could reach out to others in complete trust… sharing ideas that in some cases, we’d never before told a single soul.

So this memory of finding hope through action… the simple action of being conscious about how to greet a stranger… was the key!

It was like walking through a landscape with a intuitive knowledge of such a place- where nature, love and trust rose up before the eyes…

awwww  so much love .. one could feel here…

It was the scream from the leader of a huge crowd who were sceptical about love. They ran with their whole energies shouting aloud that this love and hope and faith were all nonsense. They tried to disturb the stillness of the place with their hoarseness and hatred. Suddenly a trumpet sounded….

Quickly and precisely a circle was formed. The leader of the group was placed in the center of the circle and we all gathered around. One by one, we each spoke to the leader in the center. We told him of the love we had for him. We spoke of the goodness in his heart. Gradually, those from his group began to enter the circle. We showered him with compliments and praise. We made mention of all the good he has done in the world. The remainder of his group came to share. We hugged him. And just as the last person in the circle finished speaking, he broke down in tears. His skepticism desolved, he finally knew that……

…Love was, Love is, and Love will always be, regardless of the Dark Forces of Mall Street. There was a fear invoker inflitrating the invisible barrier where the animals were able to pass through in order to coexist peacefully with the humans. He wanted control, he instigated the screaming…

'You just witnessed a Zaadz circle!' A playful creature walked up to Sixth Sense. 'Who are you?' he asked. 'I'm Little Dree', said Dree. 'Some of us always knew this is home - like you and me. I was however always feeling very little, not knowing where my friends were hanging out. That's why I'm called Little Dree. But others, like John, just did not know. This is what happens when a new seed arrives at Zaadz. To celebrate a Zaadz circle is formed. That generates a special energy. And a soul, sceptical about love, like John, will be invited to come over for a playdate and see the light. Exciting, isn't it?!!'

Yes The storyteller was a giant. Though he moved with the poise of a king. He looked at everyone with a smile and love shone in his eyes.

He believed in unconditional love for all beings. It was his dream to lead the world from the darkness into light using all the wisdom handed down the ages.

If You look closely at people You will see that all people are children at heart. They need love and attention like children. The people who discover this truth become seers. They help others too in finding their dreams.

The dreams they had buried as children. The gift of life - the joy that flows through all life and nature with its rainbows, rocks and cascades. The life of life in everything- which we saw as children but the sight of which we lost as we grew older. the dust from the world blinded the spirit of the child in us. Big D stopped and smiled. The way he spoke inspired us with confidence and a new spirit. I knew for certain that this moment was one of those magical moments we treasure in our hearts forever. I locked that scene in my memory- the way his eyes smiled as he uttered those words!

Education is very important. Instead of providing children with bits of knowledge and information education in the future will create responsible and loving humanbeings. We are the torchbearers who spread the light of love to those around them. The seers who
keep the child alive in them and help others find their inner child.Saying this Big D gave a radiant smile which warmed my heart.

'But I know you still want some answers Sixth Sense', Big D continued. 'Lots of young seers do. However, part of your journey is that mystery. The less you think about it, the more you will be acting from your core spreading the light. But I'll give a bit away today. People wake up slowly, in different stages of their lives. Sometimes the pull of the love from the lightworkers around them will make that happen. At exactly the perfect moment. You know all about that, don't you Little Dree?'
Big D playfully ticked Little Dree. She was staring at him. What wonderful wisdom! It HAD been the right time, she thought. And it had been a strange pull out of no-where. She still remembered. After a very rough period her friends said she was denying having to seek help from a therapist. She knew there was 'something else'. She knew she had all the answers already. They were lying within. They were just locked up in a block in her body. She heard of a 'bodyworker'.  She did not even know what that was at the time, but she went to see her anyway. Some of her friends abandoned her because they did not want to have anything to do with that 'New Age Hocus Pocus'. It was a very lonely time. The first thing Dree did when she arrived was excuse herself for having no knowledge of 'even the simplest thing like meditation'. The soothing voice of Silvia the bodyworker was still echoing in her head 10 years later. 'Let's just get to work' she had said. And so the journey began. Dree got reacquainted with Little Dree and they had set off on an adventurous journey full of positive struggles. Exploring the new path together was still sometimes a challenge, but blessed with beautiful gifts. For years, when Dree read or encountered young people who seemed to be filled with all that helpful 'knowledge' that she had gone without for the first 30 years of her life, she would get very confused. 'Why was something so helpful and beautiful not introduced to her by the Universe earlier??' she would think.  But now she realized that, had she gone her path with the 'knowledge' before, she would be a totally different person.
Little Dree was stopped in her thoughts by the voice of Big D;
'The memories of the pain experienced in this lifetime will generate a very special love for those who are not awakened yet. And that's how you yourselves become the bundle of loving light that pulls those who are not yet awake', he said.
Somehow it made total sense to Little Dree. She decided to tell Sixth Sense about it. She looked over at him but all he said was; 'Wauw, Little Dree, what a story!!' She was puzzled.
'If you want to share thoughts', Big D continued, 'we already read them'. That's how it works over here! It's part of how all the lightworkers generate so much positive energy.'
'Yeah, little Dree, we just heard your story! Thanks for sharing!' some other cheerful characters called out.
Little Dree and Sixth Sense looked at each other and bursted out laughing. This was quite a trip indeed!!!

Yes!  very true. Life was indeed a paradox, Big D continued. When you want to label it as comic it becomes tragic and when you feel it is calm it becomes furious like a storm. Yet its the extremes and its paradox which brings joy and laughter to life. Silly, isnt it?

……..urgent cause of creation

made heaven and earth see

The Yew Tree

love

cathy