2 July 2009.Channelling.

In a far distant galaxy, filled with the embers of past knowledge, lay a valley so vast it would fill the eye forever. So vast was this plain that not only could one not see to its end but one could also not see where it began.
The valley itself was carved out of the ancient rocks by years of running fertile waters and to this day it remains, large and beautiful. It was the perfect place to live. Both humans and animals lived side by side, both aware of their own place in the realms of nature and each residing in harmony within it and with each other. There was no death in this place, only life, and harmony reigned.
One day however, all this changed. Life began to grow bored with itself. There was no growth here, only harmony and where harmony reigns no growth occurs. This is because there was nothing to challenge it to grow, nothing to force creative ideas to the surface. Everything went on as it always had and life had had enough. It decided that it would introduce a challenge to those living. It would introduce the need for separation hoping that those who lived within this fertile valley would learn to live together and grow so that life would not be static. It would begin to move again, but this all depended on those living and how they managed that growth.
It was decided by the Lords of Nature that the element of strife would propel the living into realms of which they had no understanding. So Strife was introduced. This came in the form of disease. It was a total shock to those who lived in this valley for not only had they never fallen ill they had no words to describe this awful thing which afflicted them. They gathered together to discuss this ‘thing’ of which they had no experience but found that they had no solutions. You see, they had never had to think before. Everything was present. They had no need to discuss or to think about solutions because there had never been a reason for them. They were completely baffled and went to bed at night dreading what they would wake up to in the morning. No-one had an answer. More and more of their families fell ill and died.
Then because there were less of them to work the fields and take care of the animals their food ran short and they began to starve.
Now another element was introduced. The earth tremors began one morning when everyone was just beginning to awake. They were small tremors at first, barely noticeable, but over the course of the morning they began to grow until their very houses shook and all the people had to leave them. Now they were not only falling ill with disease, they were also starving and homeless. What on earth was happening? What had befallen them? Why was this happening? They ran about in confusion, not knowing how to fix this as they had never had to think, never had to create anything. They were lost, and very afraid. They looked up at the darkening skies overhead and the rain began to fall, thick and heavy, but it wasn’t rain, it was black, hot and dangerous. They fled, leaving their sick and dying behind them and took refuge in the caves where once they had kept their animals. They had no food, no water and the air itself was thick with death.
The people were starving. Starved of the light, of the water and of the land which had always sustained them. Some among them decided that they must have done something wrong for how else could this have happened? How could their lives have changed so quickly, from life to death?
But what they didn’t know was that they were being watched. Watched by a consciousness so great as to be unfathomable. This consciousness watched and waited to see what would they would do. It was interested in how this fledgling humanity would extricate itself from its darkness. How would they cope with this sudden downfall, from life to death? Would they just die out, beaten by the powers of nature or would they find a way forward? The consciousness watched, much as a human might watch an ant colony, but it had compassion for this young humanity. It waited until it became clear that they just did not have the knowledge to deal with this and that they needed help. So, souls from a different time and place, were asked to volunteer to be born into this struggling group of humans. This would be a difficult mission as they had not incarnated on this type of system for many years and would have to relearn how to live in such basic circumstances. But they did have the creative spark of the mother in their souls and so could help these lost humans, who held such potential, to find the new skills which would help them so survive and thrive within the Mother’s domain.
And so they incarnated into these trying times. Some did not survive as human babies because their human carers were unable to deal with the circumstances. But this gave the souls time to acclimatise to the new energies of this planet. They incarnated again and again, ready to help over and over, and as these children grew they showed their families new ways of being and living. This came slowly for children needed to survive before they were ready to show their ways.
The climate changed and returned to normal but everything these humans had known was gone, disappeared in the blink of an eye. They had to relearn everything and also had to learn new skills.
The soul children grew into adulthood and shared their soul knowledge with their human parents, showing them through play how to survive and grow within their new parameters.
They learned that through challenge do they grow and that harmony was at best, a temporary luxury. They realised that there was a joy in creating and growing through the challenges which now faced them. They saw too that working within the Mother’s energy brought a safety and succour which they had not experienced since before the fall and that although there would also be challenges there was also hope and the promise of tomorrow. They learned balance and this was the most important lesson of all. To live in harmony while still striving to grow became their joy and they lived it to the full. They learned that when they joined together that they could create many different realities and they revelled in this new-found understanding for it was indeed good. Nature continued to grow too and humanity learned to live within these growth spurts, no longer fearing that they would not survive for they now had the experience of previous struggles to guide them.
They had grown and the source of all life saw that the experiment had worked and that there was indeed hope for this fledgling society of humans for that is what they had become, a society, committed to the growth of each and every person, regardless of their beliefs or appearances.
The souls who had volunteered to live amongst the humans lived out their lives and when they passed out of that world that were glad that they had volunteered to serve the Source in this capacity for the planet had grown into the wonderful apple of the Mother’s eye and would remain so as long as humanity remembered her.Unfortunately we have lost this connection, thinking that we are indeed the Lords of Nature. We clearly are not! And we are about to learn that lesson. If we want to survive and thrive then we need to reconnect with the bounty of the mother and learn to live in harmony with the cycles of nature once more. Growing and striving for the good of both the planet and the life upon it.
This we leave you with today as a parable of life and how to structure your lives on a daily basis so that life and growth can continue unabated. Once again the young amongst you will be your teachers and if you listen you will hear the breath of the Mother in their voices and you will know what it is to live in her bounty once again.
Go now with our blessings and give succour to the land, replenishing where necessary the parched dry earth of the world. Adonai.