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My Little Candle
Words from the Ascended Masters. Shining a Light to 2012 and Beyond. |
| The words of the Ascended Masters are highlighted in blue This was God’s dream, that the soul as the connecting link would be the teacher. He then gave each soul full reign in the development of His dream. The soul would develop the lesson plan and carry it out to its completion. The soul decides the lessons in the order that is best suited to the individual. If we did not have individual souls, we would all be learning the same lessons at the same time, for example we would all be male or female at the same time; all be leaders or students at the same time and so on. In order to diversify the population and have a balanced mix, we were given individual souls that work together and cooperate in a higher dimension to create a complete and balanced population. Each experience, thought, idea or ideal known to man must be experienced by each soul ever created by God. That is, each person must experience being every color, race, creed, religion, every illness known and yet unknown, every state of consciousness. In other words everything or condition known to humanity must be experienced before we can return to our original and final state which is spirit. Dream September 7, 2011: A very old woman was eating a huge bowl of homemade prune ice cream. She seemed to be starving because she was shoving great spoonfuls into her mouth. She was sitting on a sofa in the family room of my previous home at 2121 Casey Avenue. She sloped a big glob of ice cream on the floor. I walked past the door and noticed but did not stop to clean up. The carton of ice cream was sitting on the coffee table, melting. She scooped up another large bowl and started to eat it. She got a stomachache and asked me save the ice cream for her for later. I put bowl, spoon and melting ice cream into the freezer at the top of a fridge. The freezer was too full so I just pushed it in and tried to close the door. This event was from a past life and the ice cream was made on purpose to make people sick. The old woman in my dream was my mother. I was, in fact straddling three dimensions. The present dimension: I could hear the voices. Singer sang them to me. Past life dimension: the events were taking place in a past life. Dream dimension: I was, of course dreaming. |