Topic     Live fearlessly – let go
Date      10.04.05
Master    Metatron
Medium  Ellaeenah

Greetings of Metatron.

When one considers with a logical mind, letting go is a foolish subject to discuss. Foolish, ill-logical and completely unnecessary. If you did not let go of the inner breath that would be a finality for you. Try. We command you for the next 5 minutes not to let go of your breath. We command. And you will not obey. Because isn’t survival, your instinct, your given right? And yet, you ponder long and hard about how to let go. Unnecessary. How can you not let go if survival is truly your instinct. Letting go follows but as natural cause of action.

But what is it to survive? Is it to exist? If that be your natural instinct then hold onto your breath for just a few minutes and you will exist but you will be in a condition of what you call brain dead. Go on. Take the leap. Exist. Be brain dead. For what is the purpose of existence, if the moment past is held onto, the moment present not welcomed, because the moment to come is too fearful to behold. Foolish. And you all call yourselves, sentient, thinking reasoning beings and yet, long and hard have you been spoken to of letting go. A subject not worth spending any time over, even when time is an illusion. (Laughter)

A seed falls into the Earth, protected by its hard outer coating, and the Earth lets go but naturally of its nutrients, its water. And the seed lets go naturally of its hard outer coating and its instinct for survival and growth gives it the urge to push, to break. Were it to be stubborn, and remain a seed, it would be brain dead….. In a state of dormancy which you call life.

Metatron does not address those that are dormant. We invite you to leave. Metatron commands only those who respect life. We invite you to leave. And not one obeys. Are we then to surmise that you respect life? Are we then to surmise that you respect yourself? If that be the reason why you are here then, you lie. Several lie. Where is respect for self when you have to be urged to let go?

Metatron commands only those who LIVE. When the shoot, shoots forth from the seed that willingly allows itself from the hard outer coating, to be broken, snapped into two, when it permits itself to shoot forth into the blackness, black of the Earth surrounding it, knowing that the blackness feeds it, nurtures it, cannot be a danger because it lives, its instinct for survival and growth makes it climb further and further and further to that surface, where this tiny shoot that can be broken and crushed by those two fingers of your hand, has the power to move the Earth aside, and spring towards the light because it has let go off its seedling stage.

And then does it rest? Do Masters have to speak on irrelevant subjects and ask it to let go of its infancy. No, it’s wiser than you. It grows. Allows itself to mature with the heat of the sun. Its roots get flooded by rain. It often bends under the burden of heavy winds and hail and frost; all that threatened to kill it. And still it fights, because it has let go.

When the sun shines again, does the shoot even recall the rain and the wind? It has already let it go. And so it grows tall. And then it begins to bear flower. And it grows in beauty. And it is the object of great appreciation and praise of all those who see the flower. And does it hold onto them? Were it to hold onto its beauty and its glamour, the minute you went forward to pluck its beauty so cruelly from off its chest, it would snap you in two. It has the power to move the Earth; it could snap you in two if it wished. But it does not. It lets go. Its very object of praise and beauty, it surrenders into your harsh hands, knowing that soon its beauty will rise again, knowing that the next flower to blossom will be even more beautiful.

But does it hold onto this greater beauty? No, it opens itself up and its very life force, the sweetness of its nectar it gives up to hovering bee that comes. It does not hold onto its life force. It lets it go, inviting the bee to suck long and hard, to take all that it desires from the flower. And then the flowers fall and it lets them go, knowing that what has to flower has to also bear fruit. And were it to hold on in foolish desire for outer beauty, it would never bear the fruit of all that it has worked so hard for.

And so it lets go off the fruit and the fruit falls. And all that it has worked hard for is now lying on the floor to be consumed by another. It lets it go, knowing too well, that it can never partake of the sweet fruit that it has worked so hard to ripen., but that the fruit must be given to another to enjoy. And the plant knows. But you need Masters to speak to you on this! And you call yourselves, thinking, logical, reasoning, intelligent being of light? Where is the light?

When the seed is holding fast to its outer coating, where is the light? When the shoot is scared of the darkness of the Earth surrounding it and refuses to move upwards, where is the light? When the beauteous flowering plant so conceited in self, wishes to hold on tight to the beauty of its flowers, where is the light? When the ripened fruit, is held onto, decaying, where is the light?

Question yourselves. Are you the seed, the shoot, the flower, the fruit? What are you? And if you are the fruit today, then haven’t you let go of so much already. You let go off the seed, you let go of the delicate infant plant. You have let go of the temporary beauty of the flower. You have let go off the sweetness of yourselves, so that the bee could suck, and now is it worth holding onto the fruit? When all that you have strived for is only to be the fruit that falls, so that others maybe nourished, are you now going to hold on to that fruit? Are you so foolish, not to see that if the fruit is not eaten by another it can never be enjoyed by you. No plant has ever enjoyed the sweetness of its own fruit. And yet as a natural course of survival and growth, it lets it go, knowing full well that in the eating of the fruit that it has borne, another seed falls to the earth. Another seed will grow. Another fruit will nurture and nourish someone else.

So we will not tell you to let go, we will tell you to not be foolish. And do not waste any of your illusory time now in matters such as letting go. Every time the thought occurs to you, you merely hold your breath back. If you can survive by not letting go of your breath, you then have the right to not let go of your fruit, your flower, your nectar. But first you must learn how to survive by not letting go of your breath.

Metatron speaks strongly but often it is when the hard nut of the coconut tree falls on your head that you look up and be aware that there is a strong tree and that the strong tree, is you. Look down and see how far your roots have already grown and gone. Look up and see how close you have reached to the shining sun and then laugh and say "how foolish I am." A large strong tall tree, scared to let go. It is the thought that is fearsome, not the act. You have let go of so much already, it’s just that you haven’t thought of it. As soon as you think of it, it strikes fear. And yet, how foolishly thrilled you are to call yourself a thinking being. Were you not thinking, you would be the senseless, foolish, plant that merely grows in order to share itself with another. How foolish, how senseless. It does not even, enjoy its own sweetness. How silly.

Why bear the burden of the fruit when I can’t enjoy it? Is your plant asking that? If it is, ask yourself another question in return. Would I be a plant today, if another plant had not dropped its seed and allowed me to grow?

• Metatron commands you all to join his legion of angels. But only those who live fearlessly and in truth; for whom, letting go is as foolish a subject as it is for Metatron, are permitted to join. Ask then if you are ready.