A Jedi Awakens – Part 2

 Read A Jedi Awakens – Part 1 here

This is a true telling about multidimensionality. You might perceive it as a fictional story if your perception of reality encompasses only the 3D world. Those who have awoken to inner knowing may perceive something more. Each individual will see through one’s own personal filter of beliefs and level of remembering. What you take away from this depends on where you are at any given moment. Read this today, and you may think one way. Read it a year from now, and your perception may be quite different.

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The Force named itself then remained silent. Essa asked it to speak again but received no reply.  She tried everything that she could think of to coax it, even acting silly and singing, “Yooooooo Hooooooo, Forcey-Force, where are yooooooo?”

No answer came from the Force.

After a while, she fell asleep and into a dream.

The dream contained the same reoccurring theme that she had been having of late. She wasn’t herself as she knew it; she was a woman struggling with her existence in 21st Century suburban America on Earth. The year is 2019. Today, she cried as she cleaned the house.

To be locked within one’s negative thoughts, Essa thought as she awoke. That’s not a life I’d like to have.

It IS your life, Essa. The dream is another reality that is expressing itself. The Force finally spoke as a voice within her mind.

I know, she admitted.

It wasn’t the woman’s life that Essa found so unappealing, it was the fact that the woman kept forgetting who she was.

Taking the guilt of what happened in other lifetimes into this current incarnation had brought her misery. She was poor, depressed, anxious, and in constant pain with an arthritic body that seemed to be deteriorating at an alarming rate. Essa sighed. I went deeper into the Darkness than I thought I would.

Why would I choose this?

You said that as part of your Earth mission, you needed to empathize with others who live in the Darkness. You said that by becoming one of them, you would understand more fully what they go through each day. So you took on the challenge of pain, lack, anxiety, and depression.

But she is so deep in the Darkness dream that her life is a hellish nightmare. Her consciousness has sunken so low, she is in much pain, with a mind filled with worry and scattered thoughts. She is trapped in her own mind. A victim of herself.

Essa tuned into the woman’s energy. A chaotic black storm of negative emotions clouded her aura. She saw how each thought affected corresponding places inside and outside her body. Inside, trapped negative thoughts caused pain and inflammation in her joints. Outside, the cloud energy spread feelings of despair and anxiety. Electrical sparks within her physical body sent flashes of lightning that extended beyond the cloud.

I see why she isolates herself, Essa thought. Her energy is too erratic; she doesn’t want to affect others. Most of it is self-contained, except when she touches awareness. Because she has experienced awareness so many times and is close to Ascension, whatever mood she is in causes deep ripples in the etheric. Does she know this?

The 3rd Dimensional mindset limits her. The Force spoke. Because she incarnated into trauma, she has to clear all of her trauma to ascend fully. To do that, she must help clear the trauma of all that she affected in other timelines and dimensions. That was her decision before incarnating in this lifetime.

She is living in a particularly stressful time on Planet Earth. In America, the nation stands divided between awakened states of consciousness and cognitive biases. Most are living out in distorted perceptions of reality. Few are aware that they are collectively creating this world. Many blame the problems on the wealthy and their greed. The wealthy desire power yet fear the awakening masses. Attacking each other has become the norm because their commander-in-chief does it. There is no compromise, no majority perception of reality as there have been in America’s past. Unending corridors of consciousness exist in a fractured fractal universe. 

But what happened to her? When I was able to reach her through poetry years ago, she was quite receptive. She seemed to be on the right track. She had reached an aspect of Christ Consciousness.

An aspect is not total, Essa. She understands the meaning of Christ Consciousness with her analytical mind, but her heart remains closed to herself. That is her Darkness: lack of self-worth. She keeps falling asleep and goes deeper into the nightmare that she created in her head and her life. She needs help. She needs to believe in herself. 

How can I help?

Teach her what you know, help her to understand herself more and the world that humanity on Earth is collectively creating. Write what you know.

“I will write.” A voice announced out loud.

It’s about time. The Force responded.

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Are you a Jedi or know someone who is? Some of us are still asleep and haven’t realized the fact that Jedi are real and many have missions here on Earth in this lifetime. To follow Essa’s remembering and to learn more about Awakening, subscribe to this blog. Feel free to share it with others.

May the Force Be with You Always!

A Jedi Awakens – Part 1

This is a true telling about multidimensionality. You might perceive it as a fictional story if your perception of reality encompasses only the 3D world. Those who have awoken to inner knowing may perceive something more. Each individual will see through one’s own personal filter of beliefs and level of remembering. What you take away from this depends on where you are at any given moment. Read this today, and you may think one way. Read it a year from now, and your perception may be quite different.

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Darkness surrounded the woman. Dark she was as she blended into the night. Frigid air stung her exposed hands. Trying to warm them, she moved her fingers deeper into her sleeves, clutching the fabric with her fists.

There. Better. Thank you, warm clothing.

Her mind shifted to the task at hand. Where was I?

That was such a loaded question to ask herself. Essa’s mind shifted to the awareness that parts of herself were in countless places at once. An infinite number of multiple dimensions, timelines, realities, worlds, all happening now.

No. She told herself. What was I thinking?

She knew it had to do with the sensation of energy that flowed inside her body. An occasional feeling that had not happened in a while.

A few moments were quite substantial as she felt a current of intense power rushing through her at unbelievable speeds. Mostly, it was subtle, moving in and out of her perception like a winding stream. Now she couldn’t feel it all. The only thing she felt was the chill on her skin.

How do I get it back? That aliveness, that feeling of being connected?

Mind chatter, she admonished herself. You’re doing it again. That is not the way.

She tried to quiet her mind without avail. The presence of past and future memories flooded her mind.

She sighed, surrendering to her own questioning. She felt still.

Then it happened.

Follow the breath, a voice said.

Oh, there you are, she told the voice, glad that she could hear it once again.

The voice had been with her for a long time. Before she noticed it, she experienced a high-pitched tone in her ears that would awaken her in the middle of the night, a ringing so strong that she could not get back to sleep. At times it sounded close up, other times far away. Sometimes there was a layering of tones in different frequencies. When she tried to describe it, all she could think of was that the cacophony sounded like stars shining.

The ringing lasted years. Then she heard the clicks and bells interspersed among the other sounds. After that came music, beautiful melodies that were new to her ears but not to her soul. Then the high-pitched tones returned all the time, always varying in intensity. After enduring it for months, a voice began speaking to her in her mind. It was both like and unlike her own voice at the same time. A deeper intonation of power, more tenacious and resolute.

Lately, the voice within her had grown dim, out of reach for her conscious mind. Over the past few months, her thoughts seemed even more scattered than normal, littered words strewn across the Universe.

Essa! Stop thinking! The voice insisted. Just breathe.

The woman focused on her breath, breathing deep into her diaphragm, filling her lungs completely. Intentionally, she slowed her breathing down with each inhalation. Every subsequent exhalation lasted longer than the previous one as she emptied her lungs of air.

Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in…

Essa’s abdomen expanded more on each consecutive inhalation. Her ribs protruded on the exhalations as she forced out all air. 

Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in…

After a while of deep breathing, a warmth grew within her body. She experienced it like a sunrise, first an energetic feeling glowing red, then it melted into orange, then yellow.

Ah, I feel warm now. Thank you.

Her mental chatter had ceased. Warm energy flowed from within and surrounded her. She lay there for an unperceivable amount of time: a second, a minute, an hour, she couldn’t enumerate. Time had evaporated.

A thought appeared in her mind: 

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

It built like a mantra from within her, growing stronger, louder, and more insistent. She felt each cell of her physical form vibrate with sound as they lit up with shining light. Her skin tingled as the incandescence trapped inside burst through her pores shooting rays of pure golden light outward.

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

The repetition of the phrase continued involuntarily. 

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

Her heart pounded in her chest like the beat of a drum. 

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

A green flame of pure energy ignited from the center of her heart and quickly expanded outward, roaring like a fire.

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

Breathing in the green energy made her mildly dizzy and light-headed.

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

Suddenly, the energetic green fire burst into bright blue sparks which disappeared momentarily and popped up again as brilliant cerulean orbs. The orbs floated around her; each with a unique luminance.

I Am the Light, the Light I Am.

She felt like a star shining. Her consciousness shifted as she realized that others like her could feel the shining. Glimmers of awareness erupted in her mind like bubbles, with energies similar to the cerulean orbs. She intuitively understood that she was communicating with others on the deepest level imaginable, far beneath conscious thought.

She exchanged telepathic communication with others who were waiting for her acknowledgment.

They had been trying to contact her for a long time. Waiting. As she was. Waiting.

A thought blasted through her senses: It is time. 

The cerulean bubbles erupted into lights, each reflecting the brightness of the others.

We are all One, Essa said.

Always, whispered the voice inside.

Who are you? she asked.

The Force, it replied.

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Are you a Jedi or know someone who is? Some of us may still be asleep to the fact that Jedi are indeed real. Many have specific missions here on Earth in this lifetime. To follow Essa’s remembering and to learn more about Awakening, subscribe to this blog. Feel free to share it with others.

May the Force Be with You Always!

 Read A Jedi Awakens – Part 2 here