Preparation for New Classes
September 24, 2010. DREAM. In a large library with other students, I was gathering a stack of textbooks and other materials, provided us free, in preparation for the start of new classes. The textbooks covered a wide variety of subjects, including science, literature, and other liberal arts.
Interpretation: Obvious inner plane preparation for a new series of spiritual development. No timing has been given. This dream arrives in the aftermath of the very active summer cycle.
September 29, 2010. HIERARCHAL BOARD MEDITATION. In meditation, I was overshadowed fully by my light body. My aura was packed with a viscous, almost claylike, plasmatic substance of etheric light, in order to prepare the foundation for the coming new step.
October 13, 2010. HIERARCHAL BOARD MEDITATION. With an infusion of light-body energies, I continued to integrate and to absorb the impact of the bombardment of light from the past summer cycle. My impression is that the Hierarchy continues to monitor the thought temperature of the light workers to assess the status before initiating the next step.
Stage Is Set
October 20, 2010. HIERARCHAL BOARD MEDITATION. A space beam was clamped onto my crown chakra, producing the sensation in me of wearing a jet aviator’s helmet. The projection was for clearing the force field and securing divine protection.
Either from Hannibal or one of my other space guides, I received the following impression: “Together we have set the stage. You have leveled the playing field.”
The thought meant that by steadily absorbing and integrating the Hierarchy’s energy influx through mind, body and soul over the past month and a half, we light workers have secured a solid, balanced foundation for the next step they will release. We have “leveled the playing field” because our work as the avant-garde has reverberated throughout mass consciousness, allowing others to draw upon our demonstrations in order to advance spiritually. Each one’s success, major or minor, aids another’s.
Eventually I was imbued with the soul vibration I acquired in my incarnation with Gautama the Buddha many centuries ago.* In that lifetime, I had tapped into the preeminent poise, balance, calm, compassion and wisdom of the Master’s demonstration, and had built upon that example for the rest of my life as a teacher and a monk. In my Sixth Ray function I carry that quintessential equipoise — certainly in my better moments — and still consciously draw upon the valuable lessons I learned from the Buddha. So, in my meditation I basked in the radiance of that force field and once again gave thanks to Sananda for his supreme guidance.
Furthermore, I realized that is the same high Self poise and balance I must manifest, both on physical and soul levels, for what is coming.
* On February 22, 1987, Sananda communicated the following to Nada-Yolanda: “Phillel, too, is my channel of light. He was my disciple when I was Gautama Buddha. I was an old man by that time, and he was a young, mischievous boy given to naughty pranks. But by the time he became mature, he was a most respected teacher of my principles, and a monk, given to the more secluded, reclusive life, which was a total reversal of his youth.”
Yolanda added: “I was given a vision of Phillel. First, I saw him as a boy, not more than 10-13 years old, with a big, mischievous smile. In another image, he was a grown man, living a secluded life in a monastery. As a teacher, he did not travel around; rather, students sought him out, came to him in order to be taught.”
October 27-29, 2010. COMMENTARY. From what I suspected at the outset was hieronic conditioning, I felt entirely out of sorts for several days, and experienced a number of symptoms: lack of mental focus, frayed nerves, physical tiredness, accompanied by aches and pains all over my body. On the afternoon of the 27th I stopped work at 2:45, lay back in my chair, and for an hour shivered uncontrollably with ice-cold chills. I could not get warm. I figured I had a fever. Yet I had no other symptoms I would typically have with a cold or a flu, such as a sore throat or sinus problems. At the end of the hour, my shivering suddenly stopped, as if a switch had been thrown.
During this time, I received the following impression from the space commander Conrad: “We’re sorry we have to put you through this, but the hieronic conditioning is necessary.” I surmised the conditioning had to do with the “triple magnification of light” that Sol-O-Man/Mary had announced last August.
That evening, at Hierarchal Board meditation, I had a deep light-body communion but no other contact. When I asked about my current state, I received that it would take two more days of hieronic conditioning to bring about a new synchronization.
I had a lousy night, with broken sleep and probably another bout of fever. I didn’t feel much better the following day, the 28th, until Dr. Robert [photo below] gave me an auric balancing. He and I both sensed a significant activation in my third-eye chakra, as if psychic pathways were being cleared. I fared better in the afternoon, until again I had shivers around dinnertime. Robert took my temperature and confirmed that I had a fever of 100 degrees. My sleep that night, though improved, was again broken. By noon on the 29th, I was basically back to normal.
On the afternoon of the 29th, news broke of a terrorist attempt that was thwarted on the evening of the 28th. Mail carriers in Dubai and the United Kingdom intercepted two suspicious packages, containing explosives, bound from Yemen to two Chicago synagogues. Other packages are being sought.
Here was evidence, then, that I also had been used as a hieronics instrument, behind the scenes, to transfer energies to those in governmental and intelligence circles working to solve this dangerous situation.
“Where, O Death, Is Thy Victory?”
October 30, 2010. DREAM. Nada-Yolanda showed me a terrifying vision: Millennia ago in Egypt, by some action, she had triggered her entombment in a great pyramid. She watched in horror as massive slabs of granite rumbled down in their slots, instantly sealing all exits. Trapped, cut off from loved ones, in despair, she was doomed to wander the dark passageways of her tomb until she expired.
As if on a film loop, this scene was replayed several times, till I awoke.
Lying in the predawn darkness, pondering this terrible drama, I realized that Nada of the Karmic Board was showing me a symbol of mass consciousness. By his actions, man of Earth feels he has entombed his soul. He despairs that there is no way out of his present karmic dilemma. He is doomed, cut off. His fate is sealed.
Yet Nada herself, who revealed this drama, is living proof of the spirit’s eventual resurrection. There is no tomb of the soul, however sealed by karmic actions, that cannot be unsealed. In her recent life with us, she demonstrated that she could unseal her soul karma, from Egyptian lives and others, and could be rescued, or resurrected, by the power and love of the eternal I Am Self. Her Autobiography of a Prophet, to be published in 2011, will attest to her spiritual overcoming as an example for all.
Nada means “hope.” That is what the soul of man must latch onto: hope in the resurrection of the spirit. As Paul writes in I Corinthians 15:55, quoting the prophet Hosea: “Where, O death, is thy victory? Where, O death, is thy sting?”
Photos: (1) Mutidimensional © by Hartmut Jager. (2) Dr. Robert, 2010, Mark-Age Archives. (3) Nada-Yolanda, 1961, Mark-Age Archives.