Our Holy Moment

“When birds fall from the sky and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. They will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow.” ~Hopi prophecy

Everything and everyone has their part to play, even, maybe especially the Dark Lords!

Matt Simmons, Oil & Energy Specialist, was assassinated in his home for telling the truth about the Gulf of Mexico. From the moment of the Gulf Oil “spill” back in April of 2010. Matt Simmons went on record as saying the “spill” was a total hoax, a lie, a fabrication made up by BP and upheld by the shadow government of the United States. He could see from the video and evidence being presented on the television that something much more disastrous had occurred. The oil spill, in fact, is not a “spill” at all, but a gusher, a volcano of oil from another well that blew out for over a mile and has never stopped spewing oil into the Gulf of Mexico. Never! Not to this day in January 2011.

The people in power to oversee this disaster knew they needed to hide as much of the oil as possible as they scrambled for solutions to repair the ruptured seafloor. Matt Simmons said, “we have no known technology to solve this situation and the only possible solution he could arrive at was sending a nuclear bomb down there in an attempt to seal the sea floor”. Hence, the continual and insanely use of Corexit (Core Exit, what a name)! Matt Simmons meanwhile was warning that this much oil spilling from a fractured sea bed floor was sure to be releasing methane gas in amounts large enough to cause a massive explosion that would tear the North American continent in two. Apparently, the leaders of this oil operation gone awry were informed of this possibility as well. Matt mysteriously and unexpectedly died of a heart attack in his bathtub at home.

Soon after, the mainstream media was announcing a bacteria that was miraculously eating all the oil and methane. “Isn’t mother nature wonderful and self-correcting”? they stated. But this was not the work of our dear mother, nature has no bacteria that can eat that much oil and gas. More accurate, is that it was time to put to test on the Earth something developed in a lab, an oil eating microbe. A synthetic oil eating bacteria which has actually gone to work showing superior results, at least initially. Unfortunately, scientists are now seeing strange mutations on plankton and other life forms in the sea, mutations that are being passed onto the next generation. The bees and bats were already suffering from chemical spraying prior to this oil disaster, but now we witness the demise of their colonies in the United States due to the continual spraying of heavy poisons, Corexit included. As well, the fish and birds are being decimated in numbers we cannot even begin to understand. And further, we watch this unfolding Hitchcock movie scene climb up the food chain to the mammals. Where will it stop? I wont even go into the fact the Titanic, laying at the bottom of the ocean, is strangely being eaten by some unknown microbe (a never-before-seen bacterial species is devouring the hull of the so-called “unsinkable ship” on the Atlantic seabed where it sank on April 15, 1912, killing 1,517 people, http://news.discovery.com/archaeology/titanic-bacteria-rust-wreck.html). The gulf winds are picking up the chemicals and bringing down acid rain on the Gulf States in the US. Crops, food supply, health and vitality of the entire planet and its inhabitants are all at risk. As Michael Edwards, Gulf Blue Plague investigator, is so fond of saying, “Wherever the Gulf winds blow, wherever the Gulf waters flow….”

The ocean and our Earth’s atmosphere contain a delicate balance of certain gases. This balance has been disturbed, therefore, it is causing many strange daily situations from severe weather imbalances to instant death. What we see washing ashore is but a fraction of the story of what is actually happening in our oceans. In addition, the shifting magnetic field is allowing to enter large amounts of solar radiation into our atmosphere. The combination is proving lethal to life everywhere.

And, so, what I am trying to express is that this event, the Gulf oil disaster and these daily animal, bird and fish deaths, (these sacred departures), are all a part of the indigenous prophecy. The movie Avatar has come to life in my mind as a piece of our history, a crucial reminder of our own Earth story. Remember the gentle people of the planet, the Na’vi? They were under attack from the Dark Lords. The Dark Lords were going to take down, uproot and destroy their sacred Tree of Life, hence driving the Na’vi tribe to imminent extinction. The tribe had to fight with all their might, with every last breath they had to unite as a collective force to protect their home, their land and their freedoms. Through much sorrow, loss, destruction, chaos and upheaval, the Na’vi tribe succeeded.

We are that tribe and this movie scenario is not so far from the truth! Grab hands with the person next to you that you most resonate with. Hold on tight, bow your head in prayer and worship. Have gratitude for each day and what it may bring. Have hope in our future. We are the tribe of the Rainbow Warriors that is spoken about in the prophecy. You have heard it said over and over again that “we are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

Unite, unite, unite: that is the energy demanded of us on the last wave of the Mayan Calendar. Wear your crystal as Little Grandmother, Keisha Crowther has instructed by way of urgent message. Dedicate special crystals to the waters, to the lands, and to others in need. We, those of the rainbow and the heart and the crystals will all be connected and provided for on the awakening grid of Life. Here we will find our sustenance as the Dark Lords continue to unravel and the dark systems continue to fail.

I know there are those who say let us not look or dwell on these dark matters. I have just recently come through a difficult period of being the recipient of Obeah (dark magic and foul energies sent in my direction). If I would turn my back on this reality, my very life could be at stake as any shaman will tell you. In short, I experienced illness, financial loss, contract difficulties, and emotional conflicts. Shamanistic attack, black magic, is no joking matter. Where there is great light, you will find great darkness. Little Grandmother has stated, “Lightworkers everywhere are under attack”. Just as the Na’vi tribe could not turn their back or bury their head in the sand to the activities, plans, and military plots of the Dark Lords, nor can we. Be Aware. Be the Rainbow Warrior you came here to be!

———-“They (the Dark Lords) are the perpetrators of unjust laws, Satanic rituals, chemtrails and other toxic pollution, destruction of animal life on land and in the seas, mind control, the ‘illegal’ drug industry, erosion of civil rights and denial of God-given freedoms, suppression or misuse of technology, political and ideological divisiveness. In short, the Illuminati have been profoundly adversely affecting all life on Earth—indeed, the very life of Earth herself!”
-Matthew, channelled material.

Soon you will begin to hear of a plague named the Gulf Blue Plague which has crept out of the Gulf of Mexico due to the reasons explained above. People will start to die and fear will be rampant. My advice to you early on is Do Not Take the Vaccine that will be offered to counteract this plague!!!! It will be remarkably effective in the short run and dangerously fatal in the long-term. As quoted from Matthew, there has for a long period of time now been a program to keep the masses enslaved, in fear and tuned out to the nonsense of the general media. It is crucial to trust now in the times in which we live. To trust in the dawning of a new world. To trust in your path and be painfully aware of your surroundings. Live with joy and with purpose, grieve when it is necessary, but do not become overly distracted and overwhelmed by this tragic trail of tears. Remember everyone has their part and their soul contract to fulfill and remember if you are a Lightworker, you will be protected. Soon, I imagine, the galactics must step in with more visibility and presence to help us resolve some of these world issues as promised. They have also offered their guarantee that no major catastrophe will befall the Earth, although, according to the natives, this is the purification period, the time of cleansing, so this period will not be accomplished without some loss of life and sadness!

This time, this time of no time, this Holy Moment on our Earth is our personal awakening and birth. Death and Birth, they are both divinely Holy Times! This is the time we came to Earth to experience, the renewal of a damaged planet. Stay present with the opportunities that will present themselves in your life. No energy is ever lost or forgotten, so just continue to infuse this planet of ours with Love, as Love is always the solution to all our problems.

To my fellow Rainbow Tribe of heart based humans: “I love you, I am a spark of the divinity just as you are and I am sorry for anyway I may have ever offended you, I ask your forgiveness, may we heal all our schisms and unite around the Sacred World Tree of Life for these most exciting times: the last phase of the Maya Calendar begins in March and ends in October 2011”. This is our Holy moment!

Blessings, so many blessings!

15 thoughts on “Our Holy Moment

  1. mayasoma says:

    I love poetry that in some way says it all-

    Channeling Samantha von Daniken – The Magicians Daughter
    24th January 2011

    I am Ashatur
    Awaiting your Call and Collect for the Collation of the Collage of Footmen and Righthanded Women

    It is the Order of the Day
    To Pave the Way Across the Mountainland
    The High Peaks and Troughs
    The River Valleys and the Flatlands
    The Rocky Mountain Patrol
    And as the Great Boulder of Weight Bears Down upon the Place of Persistence and the Central Fugal Line of Deliverance
    It is Time to Draw the Line upon a Definitive Answer to a Definitive Question
    And it is As Follows:

    We The World People Represent the Minority as a Majority
    Represent and Uphold the Rights of our Fellow Beings
    And their Entitlement to Food and Shelter
    We Give You the Pledge of our Devotion to our Poor and Impoverished Men, Women and Children
    In the Pit of their Lives which is as Empty as their Stomachs
    And the Bellies are Belligerent with the Words and Promises the Oaths and Commandments
    Of the Above Hierarchy of Power and Order of Abuse and Misuse
    It is with this in Mind that We Open Our Hands to Hand out the Bowl of Emptiness
    To All those Willing to Treat their Neighbour as they Would Themselves
    And so if this Plight should Fall upon Deaf Ears
    Millions will Go to their Death Beds
    In the Grief of Surrendering to the All Invading Controllable Machine of Man
    That Bleeds his Hope to Drain Every Last Living Drop of liquid from his Body
    And is the Monstre Ogre about in Day to Day Life
    There is Nowhere to Escape and Nowhere to Hide
    And so we are the Helpless Victims of a Helpless Battered Family of Tortured Men from Battlefronts
    Of Women repairing Broken Homes and Shattered Lives
    In the Borderlines of Extinction
    The Extinct Version of the New Age Famine
    The Portcullis of Serendipity , the Edge of the Raison d’Etre
    And so to Be is To Be and to Do is to be Thanked by the Living Dead
    The Renatal of Joy and True Revitalisation of the Surrounding Abound
    We are Outbound on our Journey and You are Inbound
    And so with the Everlasting Ties of Boundlessness
    We Thank You for the Seeds of Hope in the Hopelessness
    And so the Mutineers Stand and Deliver the Aid and the Band Aid
    The Bandage of First Aid , The Bondage of Aids
    The Life Giving Injection
    The Ventilation of Lungswollen Miners
    The Fumes of Self Faeceted Environments
    The Sewage Encapsulated in the Surrounding Foetus of Slavery
    And as the Nomads from Forwarding Pillar to Post
    And the Pillars of Society Bow to their Microphones snaring the Endless Farce and the Atrophy of a Nation
    Yet another Babe in Arms comes to An Untimely Death
    As they Will Not Pick Up the Pieces from the Dropped Vase of Economic Salvage
    And so we have the Borrowers Afloat and the Rescuers Down Under
    And the Charity Workers Working on the Bare Bones and the Skin and Bones of Malnutrition and Starvation
    Now is the Time of Grave Silence
    A Time of Greiving for the Dying
    And a Time of Solutions and Salvation to the Son of Hope , the Ray of Sunshine
    The Entrusted Shower , The Tribesman Chieftain
    It is the Native Collective , the Down Under and the Far Out Feathered Dressed Leaders and Medicine Men
    The Priests and Shamans, the Elders and Authorative Churchmen of Religions Contemplation
    That we Will Have a Breakthrough
    An Order from Rome , A Gesture , A Handshake
    A Lifeline to Life Itself
    The Pulse of Existence and the Opening of the Vein of Sustanance and Sustainability
    The Productive Farmers Convention turning Deserts into Tropical Paradise
    The End of A World Torn Asunder , Ripped Apart at the Seams
    So Seemingly Nonchalent in the Handling of Personal and Private Matters in Places of the United Nations
    And as the Spell of Death, the Waves of Painfullness, the Tides of Futility
    And the Wave of Resonance for the Final Curve of the Fundamental Human Rights
    The Heyho of Silver , Polished Strands of Threads of Gold Sewn Together at the Seems
    And the Seemingly Less Open Pockets are Emptied
    The Fortunate Few are Reimbursed for the Insufficiency and the Helplessness
    And so the Scale is Once Tipped in Ones Favour
    You are my Favorite Newsagents the Storytelling of Flow and Depthness
    Bear up with the New Ocean Cup, the Harbour Water Afloat in the Ships of the Heavenly Host Lord Sanada

  2. I have been following your blog for the past year, checking with increasing frequency for the next note and the next. Thankyou for all of your posts, each one has resonated deeply within, and on many levels, and has been reassuring even in the darker times. It wasn’t just me, it’s been global. I’m not alone. Thankyou, with deep sincerity.

  3. norral rathan says:

    right on sister. it is time past time for us to stand up to evil. may they all rot in hell for a million years for the evil they have perpatrated on this earth. and may all the people of light both male and female join together in love to create our vision of the new world. like the 3 men in the fiery furnace we must be willing to die for what we believe. only
    when you are willing to lose it all can u ever possibly gain it all. this trip is not about being comfortable its about being passionate


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  5. mayasoma says:

    The deepening nightmare of these times is to be the catalyst for your awakening, and once you emerge from the toxic pall of your present reality, you will be able, so to speak, to smell the wondrous consciousness of Heaven’s rose. –
    Sheldan Nidle

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  7. amy says:

    Worth a watch ladies and gentlemen of the light……There will be many other solutions but this a great start and prototype…..

  8. mayasoma says:

    after my ordeal went on… nothing short of hospitalization: I found this quote=

    I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the
    darkness for it shows me the stars. (Og Mandino)

  9. sade says:

    Soldier of Love….clearly written with “you” in mind:

    And look at Sade’s album art….all in front of “your” land. 🙂

    I’ve lost the use of my heart
    But I’m still alive
    Still looking for the life
    The endless pool on the other side
    It’s a wild wild west
    I’m doing my best

    I’m at the borderline of my faith,
    I’m at the hinterland of my devotion
    In the frontline of this battle of mine
    But I’m still alive

    I’m a soldier of love.
    Every day and night
    I’m soldier of love
    All the days of my life

    I’ve been torn up inside (oh!)
    I’ve been left behind (oh!)
    So I ride
    I have the will to survive

    In the wild wild west,
    Trying my hardest
    Doing my best
    To stay alive

    I am love’s soldier!

    I wait for the sound
    (oooh oohhh)

    I know that love will come (that love will come)
    Turn it all around

    I’m a soldier of love (soldier of love)
    Every day and night
    Sade Soldier Of Love lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/sade-soldier-of-love-lyrics.html

    I’m a soldier of love
    All the days of my life

    I am lost
    But I don’t doubt (oh!)
    So I ride
    I have the will to survive

    In the wild wild west,
    Trying my hardest
    Doing my best
    To stay alive

    I am love’s soldier!

    I wait for the sound

    I know that love will come
    I know that love will come
    Turn it all around

    I’m a soldier of love
    I’m a soldier

    Still waiting for love to come
    Turn it all around

    I’m a soldier of love
    I’m a soldier

    Still waiting for love to come
    Turn it all around

    Still waiting for love to come

  10. sade says:

    The video is allowed on YouTube. Click through Navajo. It lets you. Thank you Sony. We appreciate you allowing us to share.

    We are soldiers. Of Love. And those are soldiers no one has seen in a long, long time.

    Welcome home.

  11. sade says:

    It is here. We love you and your energy of support is rushing to you as we speak. Rushing.

  12. amy says:

    There are so many of us:

    Right on Sade!

    I gotta find peace of mind
    I know another cord…
    I gotta find peace of mind
    See, this what that voice in your head says
    When you try to get peace of mind…
    I gotta find peace of mind, I gotta find peace of mind
    He says it’s impossible, but I know it’s possible
    He says it’s impossible, but I know it’s possible
    He says there’s no me without him, please help me forget about him
    He takes all my energy, trapped in my memory
    Constantly holding me, constantly holding me
    I need to tell you all, all the pain he’s caused, mmmm
    I need to tell I’m, I’m undone because, mmmm
    He says it’s impossible, but I know it’s possible
    He says it’s impossible without him, but I know it’s possible
    To finally be in love, and know the real meaning of
    A lasting relationship, not based on ownership
    I trust every part of you, cuz all that I… All that you say you do
    You love me despite myself, sometimes I fight myself
    I just can’t believe that you, would have anything to do
    With someone so insecure, someone so immature
    Oh you inspire me, to be the higher me
    You made my desire pure, you made my desire pure
    Just tell me what to say, I can’t find the words to say
    Please don’t be mad with me, I have no identity
    All that I’ve known is gone, all I was building on
    I don’t wanna walk with you, how do I talk to you
    Touch my mouth with your hands, touch my mouth with your hands
    Oh I wanna understand, the meaning of your embrace
    I know now I have to face, the temptations of my past
    Please don’t let me disgrace, where my devotion lays
    Now that I know the truth, now that it’s no excuse
    Keeping me from your love, what was I thinking of?
    Holding me from your love, what was I thinking of?
    You are my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    You are my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    He says it’s impossible, but I know it’s possible
    He says it’s improbable, but I know it’s tangeable
    He says it’s not grabbable, but I know it’s haveable
    Cuz anything’s possible, oh anything is possible
    Please come free my mind, please come meet my mind
    Can you see my mind, oh
    Won’t you come free my mind?
    Oh I know it’s possible
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Oh free! Free, free, free your mind
    Free, free your mind… free, free your mind
    Free, free, free, free your mind
    Oh, it’s so possible, oh it’s so possible
    I’m telling you it’s possible, I’m telling you it’s possible
    Free, free… free, free… free, free… get free now
    Free, free… free, free, free, free… free, free
    You’re my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    You’re my peace of mind, you’re my peace of mind
    He’s my peace of mind, he’s my peace of mind
    He’s my peace of mind, he’s my peace of mind
    What a joy it is to be alive
    To get another chance, yeah
    Everyday’s another chance
    To get it right this time
    Everyday’s another chance
    Oh what a merciful, merciful, merciful God
    Oh what a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful God

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