Like all
light beings and spirits we are and come from the source of light, from the
great-stomach or the heartbeat of God del gran, but my home the place where I
was moving as a flash of light were lighting information
networks, the ones I called Thamthiorgah and that here on Earth some called
Matrix, other cosmic nets or universal akashic records.
The little
I remember of my home, were tubular skylights spreading like a strange cobweb where
all the information from the universe was circulating. These tubular skylights permitted
the intercourse of information between different parts of the cosmos. We were
called “Wiyupe”, we were like switches that allow the passage oft he
information.
From these networks
I could travel and cross to anywhere in the universe, i was moving into the
essences of things, until the moment I had to densified to start my learning
path, time were I left this networks from the matrix, God knows for how long...
My comfort now is to remember thousandth percentage of my real home, enough to
know that somehow I am still in it, because the hallways of my home are
everywhere and in all things.
As vezes tenho a sensação de estar vivendo a procura de mim mesma. quanto mais leio, procuro mais informações tenho de mim. me assusta ainda saber que não tenho um limite que tenho uma força tão grande que não consigo assimilar. Vou ao passado, futuro e presente como se tudo isso aqui nesse plano fosse uma ilusão. o que me acalma é que um dia certamente encontrarei as respostas. por hora entro em sintonia com as esferas de amor e de paz para manter-me no aqui e agora. gratitud Matias.
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