Date       01.05.05
Medium    Ellaeenah

Minoo has taken me to a level where my energies, my own individual energies, merge into that of the beloved energy I call ‘Jade Fire’. I am being shown a picture of a little stream that’s coming out. The stream is fast flowing but not extremely broad, and its gushing out and going down over a few little stone steps; into a beautiful river that I know I am only picturing the Jade Fire energy to be.

Thank you Minoo. It has been a very sincere wish of mine to truly understand, with my conscious physical mind, how this merger takes place. And to see it today is beautiful. The stream which is the picture of my energies is fast flowing, rapid. But the river which it flows into is so smooth and the flow is so slow that, if I didn’t know better, I would think it was stagnant. And both the stream and the river are emitting shooting points of silver light. And it is so marvelous to experience. And it is from this level that I will speak today, as ME.

At this point I can look back and study the weeks that have gone by and there is a feeling of utter surprise. Why was I so caught up in the illusion of pain? I am now shown a place further down the stream. And I can see that as I am moving backwards, increasing the distance between the place of merger and me, the stream waters are getting more turbulent and those shooting points of silver light are reducing and now I am brought to the place where, I am told, my physical energies have resided in the past few weeks. And this sight is a little sad for me because the place where my energies have resided is being shown to me like a small murky stagnant pool.

I know the stream is still flowing, but its flowing somewhere underground now and I can’t see it. If only each one of us could carry the picture of the place of our ‘merger’, we would never want to come back to this murky pool. But now I am asked to enter that murky pool, to experience the pain for each one of you, so that in some way I can maybe help you, and myself, to leave the pool and allow the stream to again flow on top and not underground. And so I enter. I ask you all, if you can, to enter your own murky pools of pain. Can you experience it like I can? Suddenly I am feeling very heavy. I am being pulled down to its depth. My arms and legs are flailing violently, I am doing everything I can to try and stay afloat. I am feeling that I am just going down deeper, and there are no silver points of light. In fact the deeper I go, the blacker the pool seems to get. There is only one thing I see. I see one hand. It seems a disembodied hand and it is waiting for me to touch it…. and as soon as I touch it, all the fight in me leaves.

I don’t wish to fight the murky pool; I wish to drown in it, to be complete. Even as I go down I feel no fear, no sense of loss. Sabal was right; what do I have to lose? I have it all. And when I have reached, what seems to be the very depth, suddenly I see that I have in fact reached the underground stream that was always there… but I was fighting so hard, I just didn’t allow myself to go down.

This stream, I am told now, is my present level of spiritual evolution, which I access on a day to day basis. And now I am being asked to walk again. And as I walk, somehow, so wonderfully I am not underground anymore, but I am walking besides that same old stream next to the river. How easy it is to reach that stream. Why did I fight so hard? What was I trying to stay afloat on? Foolish, foolish, Ellaeenah. You tried so hard to stay afloat on the murky pond. Is that where you really want to dwell? No, my answer is no.

Thank you Minoo, you have done me a service so great that you have no imagination of its magnitude. . Not only have you shown me where I merge with Jade Fire, you have shown me how foolish it is to fight to stay afloat in a murky pool of stagnant water.

Below this stagnant water, my beloved friends, runs your stream. It is so easy to reach it. We have to overcome the greatest fear of loss. The fear of losing ‘who I am’. Thank you, Sabal. It’s only when you lose who you are as an illusion of the present, that you can be who you are in reality for ever.

I have that one hand helping me. I promise you that where you are in the murky pool there will also be one hand, mine, to help you stop fighting. Hold my hand and reach downwards; I promise you, you will not drown, you will sink to that wonderful silver lit underground stream that lies in wait. I love you all. Thank you Minoo.