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An Akashic Construct Practitioner
contributes – March 4, 2008.
I went into my Akashic workshop, and instead
of waiting for my elevator to rise, I went upstairs, and to my surprise,
there was a new door that I hadn’t seen before. Opening it, I proceeded
up more stairs to the attic. It was dark, dirty, disheveled, dusty,
and covered in cobwebs.
An old, haggard woman appeared and an unkempt baby was hiding in the
shadows. I realized immediately that they were me! They were my ‘infant
self,’ who had not been well cared for, and my ‘elderly self,’
fearful and alone. I coaxed both of them down to my clinic. My clinic
physicians immediately went to work. I began to gently sponge off their
grimy skins. Then I laid down on a bed between them, giving transfusions
to both of them.
We finished in the clinic, and went back to the attic to clean up. Both
my other selves were healthy now, but still afraid to return there.
I walked into the room, and with a wave of my hand a large window appeared
in the dark wall, letting in the sunlight. The walls became a purple
color. The broken furniture became unsoiled, puffy, and comfortable.
I held the baby aloft and told her how beautiful she was.
Unexpectedly there was a knock on the door. Christ Michael, entered
smiling. Nebadonia was behind him. It was like my Parents happened to
be in the neighborhood, and decided to drop in. They were both very
pleased at what I had done here, and They were going to take over now.
Nebadonia took my infant self, kissed her, and held her close. Michael
put his arm around my elderly self, and said that she needn’t feel
alone. He said, “You are going to have many visitors.” I could
feel the love pouring into them. Machiventa came to the door. I greeted
him and thanked him for all that he has done for us mortals. He began
talking to my elderly self.
I walked to the door with Christ Michael, as he was going to take me
on a journey. I stopped and marveled at how wonderfully happy my other
selves now were. We were just rising into space when the phone rang.
I thanked them all and answered it. I am so grateful for the chance
to heal my old wounds and move on from them while still in this mortal
existence.
George notes: This adventure somehow reminds me of one of the
early Akashic Construct experiences:
© 11:11 Progress Group.
Toujours au Service de Michael.
11:11 Angels
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