Perusing my diary, serendipitously I came across two entries that give further testament and encouragement to the soul’s struggle of light over darkness during the Battle of Armageddon.
The first entry concerns my experience during a challenging radio interview in 1987, and includes a communication from Sananda through Nada-Yolanda that advises all light workers on how to deal with the problems of Armageddon. The second entry recounts an extraordinary dream I had years later, in 1994, wherein I demonstrated the power of the I Am Self to conquer darkness and negativity. Both entries illustrate the challenges we face as light workers in these Latter Days.
May 5-6, 1987. This evening, May 5th, a few minutes before my radio interview with KFYI in Phoenix, Arizona, Sananda contacted with me a hieronics beam. The power was so incredibly strong that I almost went into a trance, and actually was impelled to hand-channel before the interview. My entire body was vibrating intensely. . . .
Within a few moments, when the phone rang from the Phoenix station, it became clear why the power influx was so great. The interviewer and the audience both were totally negative and tried to rip me to shreds for two solid hours. As I recall, there was not one voice of support the entire time. I felt as if I were battling legions of dark forces in an apocalyptic struggle. But divine light and power were with me and I was not fazed, but remained strong and spoke truth without wavering.
At times the power coming through me was so powerful that I was almost bodily lifted out of the chair! At all times, as in past situations of this nature, I felt supported and protected entirely by the Hierarchy. What those who try to tear you down don’t realize is that the great forces of light behind you, working with and through you, are so much stronger than any forces of negativity that can be mustered to resist the light.
After the interview, I felt I truly knew how the prophet Elijah felt when dealing with the prophets of Baal. I was so infused with the light of God that I was literally transformed. When I walked out into the living room to meet Yolanda, she was stunned by how I looked; she agreed I appeared as an Old Testament prophet. She never before had seen me so transfigured and enflamed with God’s righteous power.
In her spiritual diary the next morning, May 6th, Nada-Yolanda recorded the following:
“Last night Phillel went through a brutal crucifixion on a radio talk show from Phoenix, Arizona. [Phillel and I] were well aware of the presence and support of Sananda/Jesus for hours before the broadcast and all during the confrontation. The host and all the callers, whom the host personally selected, viciously and outrageously attacked both the personal integrity and the honor of Phillel and the entire New Age philosophy.
“Yet, out of the ashes of this slaughtering attempt, Phillel rose up like a phoenix, triumphant and victorious. He let not one word or thought escape the fire of his transmuting flame or the edge of his sword of truth. His demonstration was both personal and planetary, for he acted also as a representative for all light workers on Earth and all those on the other planes, planets and dimensions. In this agonizing radio broadcast, he lifted all of us on Earth into a higher demonstration of Love God and Love One Another.
“This morning in my communion with Sananda, I asked him to address the problems of this Latter-Day War of Armageddon: How are light workers to respond to the lowest elements of negativity, disbelief and anger from those on Earth and those influenced by astral forces or their subconscious resentments and rejections?
“He answered with a direct communication:
SANANDA/JESUS: “Our situations are identical, at the same time difficult. At my exposure in Palestine, as Jesus of Nazareth, there was a small segment of the population who needed to be exposed to the principles of truth. This was in order to set a pattern. Yours now is to inoculate the entire race of man with the ideal of Christhood to raise the planetary vibration to mesh with the rest of the solar system.
“This is why it takes 144,000 in Christ or I Am Self awareness, willing to battle the forces of error and negligence and resistance to the light.
“Their legions are huge in comparison to the darkness of my era and location when I lived as Jesus. But on the other hand, what I planted as a seed, you now have had multiplied to a whole field of corn to feed the masses.
“If in the course of these events, it takes energies, courage and meshing of inner and outer plane allies, so let it be. But wisdom always must be the cornerstone of your aggressive actions. There are no precedents, no guidelines and no alternate routes at this juncture. Always be careful not to antagonize deliberately. Do not go looking for arguments or battles to oppose. Wait until you are approached. That will be your signal to retaliate with the light.
“For if you, the trained initiates, do not know how to combat error thoughts, how do you expect all others on Earth to learn the mighty power of truth and the reality of speaking in my name, which is equivalent to using the sword of truth against the thick, impenetrable forces of dark and evil thought forms which are blocking out the light from every advancement mankind is to make on Earth in these Latter Days?
“Always temper it with love divine. You can never expect to love the personalities nor the actions, thoughts or words of these enemies of truth. But you must practice love in action as an example of light bearers and truth servers.
“So I see it. May you learn strength without aggravated assault against these parts of your Selves. All are one in the One. So, remember, attacking one of these error concepts equalizes that of battling all of them. Om Ray. No one can be lost, only transformed.
“I am Jesus the Nazarene, raised to mastership through crucifixion-resurrection-ascension and redescent. All is well. Om! Om! Om! I Am all in the All. Amen.”
October 22, 1994. DREAM. Walking in a village square, I discerned that the hundreds of people around me were under subjugation — even a form of hypnotic oppression — by a powerful yet evil religious leader. Quickly I decided to leave, to remove myself from the vibration of that environment. I started to turn, but suddenly the malevolent leader arrived, caught sight of me, and recognized immediately that I was someone not under his control.
This imposing man, who was a black African about six-two, was dressed as a mighty chieftain. He advanced toward me rapidly, planted himself squarely in front of me, and demanded forcefully that I give him obeisance. Then and there, he was determined to place me under his power.
To the amazement of the hushed crowd, rather than be cowed before him, I fearlessly stood up to him. Secure with the power of Spirit, I looked steadily into his cold, piercing eyes and answered him in a measured, albeit booming voice, so that all could hear: “I am of the I Am presence!” An audible gasp issued from the crowd; but the leader, with great menace, renewed his demand.
“I am that I Am!” I exclaimed with spiritual authority. Yet the evil one would not be denied. Angered by my immovable stance, he chose to pursue a battle royal.
I stepped aside a few paces, turned, and with supplication to the Divine, called forth the invincible power of the light. With an enveloping rush, my light body was amplified by hieronics. My force field expanded instantly.
The enemy stood facing me, gathering his evil forces beside him. He began to hurl spears at me, attempting to kill me. One after another, I nimbly caught them in mid-flight, barehanded. Each time, I grasped the spear in dramatic defiance, broke it in two over my knee, and flung it to the ground. The crowd was aghast at this phenomenal display of control.
The chieftain, seeing he could not harm me, motioned to his entourage to attack me. The entire band surrounded me and lunged. But the power of my force field magnetically repelled the attackers. Try as they might, they could not penetrate my auric shield even to touch me! I stood my ground and, with equipoise, strengthened myself in the light. Finally the chieftain and his thugs, worn down, vanished from sight. The battle was over. The light had conquered the darkness.
The people stood in stunned silence, not comprehending their newfound freedom from psychic bondage. Then, still imbued with the exquisite power of Spirit, I walked among them and transferred healing energy to them. I gently placed my hands upon them and blessed them. Spirit’s power, flowing through me unimpeded, instantaneously cured each one of all disease or impairment — physical, mental and emotional. It was amazing, wondrous, mystical. All were healed, young and old alike. As I walked through the throngs, touching them, I infused all with peace and love. Their fears melted away in the joyous presence of the light. In this blissful state of light-body consciousness, I awoke.
Photos: (1) Phillel, 1990, Mark-Age Archives. (2) Nada-Yolanda, 1985, Mark-Age Archives. (3) Sananda/Jesus (tinted), Mark-Age Archives. (4) Angel’s Blessing © by Hartmut Jager.