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Transmuting the Mass Consciousness: A Meditation for Mother Earth Now: Change Reality with Your Heart: Assist in Mother Earth's Ascension NOW

Transmuting the Mass Consciousness
into L O V E 
by Sanat Kumara
Channeled through Rev. Janisel

That old fisherman just headed down to the lake again, pole and bucket in hand.  It’s so quiet here.  I can hear the hollow sound from his bucket when he first sets it down on the ground.  I like that.  There’s a comfort in the ordinary. I grew up far from this tiny lake, surrounded by water.  Fish and clams and minnows and fisherman were my everyday.  This familiar scene runs very deep and soothes me somehow.

Little else does right now.  I feel as if I am at a masquerade ball.  We are dressing up in costume for business as usual, while beneath these masks it is anything but.  We are unrecognizable.  Nothing is at it seems.

A hawk circling high overhead, just swooped down low,  a few feet in front of my eyes – as if on command.  An omen.  We are entering powerful times. Every cell of my body feels it.  I couldn’t sleep last night.  My “Mom” mask may be buying school supplies, but my light worker self can barely contain her excitement.  It’s pretty wild to be contemplating the price of notebooks while simultaneously saving the world.

We are super heroes in disguise – We look like regular people, yet beneath these calm exteriors lie powerful forces.  Don’t you feel like that?

It’s like every fantasy rolled into one.  There’s good guys fighting corruption, space ships, natural disasters, help from the heavens and everlasting love.  It’s all here and yet, while it goes on, we pay our bills, mow our lawns and talk about the weather.

We have families to raise, money to earn and a planet to save.  Not just anyone could do this you know.  It takes one powerful being to pull off such a stunt.  Our masks are so well constructed the vast majority of the population will never even know they exist.  We are that good.

Before me now is an old fisherman with a minnow bucket followed by two dark haired women in sunglasses and visors, deeply engrossed in their conversation; all of them waiting for a brightly orange vested gentleman on a brilliant blue tractor pulling a grader.  This is humanity; diverse, individual and unique.  None of these folks know each other, yet all of them silently communicate and get their needs met on this path by the lake this morning.

Now a gaggle of geese move in front of me, with one amongst them lame.  He hobbles a bit, and at times uses his wings to propel him.  He gets much further this way, yet the effort exhausts him; he stops and rests often.  The rest of the group slows down, and one in particular sticks close by so as not to lose him completely on their breakfast stroll.

As we walk into these last weeks of summer, I am reminded with each passing day just how much closer we are to the final season in this pivotal year.  Time seems to be rushing us towards the answers to all of our questions.

What will happen?  Will we do what is necessary to ascend?  Will our off planet family ever show up? What will they look like?  What will we look like?  How will we supply ourselves when everything collapses?  Is it all going to be okay?

It is time for faith.  The answer to all of it is YES.  Not because we sat on the sidelines and waited.  The lame goose had to use his wings to catch up.  The others understood and patiently acquiesced.  This is life – created in this brilliant, intricate balance that demands collaboration, action, patience and love.  This is who we are.  We are love in physical form, light, expressed as a fragment of humanity. 

Insight regarding the domestically and foreignly trained terrorist's that claim to not be terrorist's, just highly trained being's who are temporarily upholding the corrupt and hypocritical laws.

So we have program's co created on earth, used on the internet server's via earth's governing institution's. We also have being's who have been psychologically groomed to monitor the information that they're nurtured to pay attention to. Seek out specific post's, keyword's, action's, even potential's and act upon their feeling's of what they feel is happening even when there is no factual data stating so (ignorance) along with there being factual data stating that there are being's conspiring to resolve the corruption and hypocrisy on earth, and simultaneously go against the grain of all ignorance (their own included).

There are also being's on earth who are willing to at all costs until they can no longer can, to play with other being's consciousness' via unlawful loophole's that have been used to temporarily establish the current hypocrisy and corruption we all live with on earth. You can see the stories of these being's behaving in these way's everywhere there is business taking place. Online, newspaper's, you can hear them being talked about in the music industry, you can see their behavior's being acted out in movie's , and always being referred to and addressed everywhere. In order to experience this truth, you first have to be chosen to be awake right now.

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There are as many ways to alleviate suffering as there are people who suffer, but we would like to share a few we live by in our daily lives that have brought joy and healing to ourselves and others. We would love to hear how you alleviate the suffering of others.

There is this wonderful moment during infancy of gradual awareness of truth.  Infants are completely internal.  Needs are recognized and satisfied and sleep ensues; such is the life of a newborn.  When they begin to notice there is something else, it is beautiful.  Their eyes open a bit longer; they engage the life that is around them, they wiggle things.

An astounding moment happens when they wiggle out of their blanket and see their toes for the first time.  Completely mesmerized, they cannot get enough.  They will shake off those blankets whenever they can just to get another peek.  As their feet move, so does the rest of them, including their hands.  One day the two collide – contact. 

I do not remember my own first contact, yet I can imagine the astonishment; two places experiencing sensation in the same instant.  Thus begins the exploration – “How far do I go?”, “What other parts of me exist?”, “What can all these parts do?”

We are like babies who’ve discovered their feet.  Oh, we’ve seen feet and watched them with fascination for eons; but now we’ve had first contact.  We have discovered these feet are not somebody else’s – they are ours; under our control.

Our anger and force creates violent and abrasive movement.  Our tenderness and gentility looks like a fluid dance.  These feet will move in whatever way we intend.  They can stomp or they can pirouette. 

It’s a shock when you realize you’re connected to something so foreign and far away and strange looking.  It’s a new thought and maybe you weren’t ready yet for these ideas of unity.  Perhaps you were content just watching these goofy appendages, seemingly doing their own random things.  Once day you’ll tire of just watching – you’ll want to see what these babies can do!