The Theron Residency (Brides of Theron Book 4) (22 page)
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Authors: Rebecca Anthony Lorino,Rebecca Lorino Pond
“The stories of Christ coming down to Earth are correct to a degree. Jesus was sent when the civilizations started to embark on a course not conducive to the betterment of all. People stopped caring for each other as brothers and sisters. It was in this period of time that the Egyptians worshiped the Sun God and the Greeks told fables of the ‘Mortal Hero’ who set out to discover his identity through courage and ego development and war. Men and women were enslaved and abused. The world was at war with other. The crisis caused the withdrawal of The Greater Light of the astral dimension behind the ‘veil’. Civilizations were beyond unstable. People were losing hope and faith in a higher power that had seemed to have abandoned them.”
“In a final effort to reestablish a two-way communication between the higher dimensions and the physical plane, the Galactic Federation of Light sent down The Radiant One. You know him as your Jesus Christ, to intercede on the people’s behalf. His mission was to return the people to practice the concept of a Christ Consciousness. He would teach forgiveness and understanding to the masses.
This work brought the people out of the Age of Aries and into the Age of Pisces. Buddha laid groundwork in the East, Jesus Christ worked his teachings in the West.”
“With the coming of Christ, the message of polarity was infused to those that sought spiritual development. The concepts of yin and yang in the eastern cultures and polar opposites in western ones. It was those teachings that said that you can’t have light without dark, or love without hate. In fact, the symbol of Christ became the two fish swimming in opposite directions, yet fused together in unison, which is also the symbol for the astrological sign Pisces. It was given to us to make us remember that as long as we could forgive ourselves and others, and love one another unconditionally, we invoke the Christ Consciousness. The problem with the plan was that the people deified Jesus, making him a God in his own right. That was not the intention that the Federation had when they sent Jesus to Earth.”
“Over time, the church would splinter, each one preaching their own version of the truth. The original message passed on became subjected to personal interpretations that changed the content even more over time. The Bible would be rewritten, translated, and the books selectively eliminated and censored by those who felt the message was contradictory to what they wanted to teach. Much of the most important parts of the original text were lost in translation.”
“You know from your history the fate of the church. Over time, many churches would become corrupt and hold the people that they were supposed to be protecting to believe in teachings that would enslave them or kill them. Queens would burn innocents at the stake for the crime of, not acknowledging the adopted faith of their Kingdoms. Nowadays, more and more churches are businesses. Tithes are a way to amass fortunes that don’t always benefit the needy and helpless, but the coffers of the highest ranking members.”
“Not all of the churches are corrupt. But, the righteous churches tend to suffer because of those that have lost the true vision of faith. People are being abused, both mentally and sexually. Many people have lost their faith. This betrayal has left a wound in many that has yet to be filled. It causes us to ask questions that may soon be answered. Who is God? Do I have to go to church to speak to him? Are we really alone in the Universe? And, how did we actually come to be here? Even now, you must see that what I say has validity. After all, you have proof that there is life on other planets.”
Laura knew when she had the time to digest this theory, that she would understand it more fully. She knew that Jesus was real in her heart. She had learned the stories in her church and believed them. The twist that Anora spoke of was plausible and could fit with her own personal beliefs. Let's face it, just two months ago, she would never have thought that aliens lived on other planets. The abductions changed her theory on that immediately. Could it be possible that history as she learned it was to some degree untrue? This would require further contemplation at a later time. “Now, can you tell me how this all relates to me? How did I come to be here?”
“One day, I was at the council chamber doing my work rotation. A man and a young child were brought into the building as I was leaving. They were going to meet with one of the ascended masters who happened to be my father. The man had white blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen. All people have an energy field around them that you can perceive, an aura as you know. When I tell you that his was the most fascinating combination of light and colors I had ever seen, I’m not exaggerating. They wore thick layers of animal skins to keep them warm. We in Agartha, do not kill animals under any circumstances. At the time, I believed that the impressive aura was due to the pelts of animal skins. Later I would learn the truth.”
“My father had told me later on that this man was sailing with a group of about 20 people on a boat that had entered through the North Pole entrance. The boat had a carved wooden dragon masthead and many wooden paddles along both sides. They called themselves Vikings and were looking for a place to call home. The man that came to his office that day was their leader, he called himself their chieftain, and the boy was his son. My father later learned that the boy’s mother died during his birth and that was why the chieftain refused to be parted from him. The masters that met with them recognized what he was right away, but he and the Vikings that sailed with him had no idea. They would be brought back to the entrance and allowed to continue their search for land on the surface of the planet, never to step foot in Agartha again.”
“As I told you before, when you are incarnated into a physical three-dimensional body, your soul forgets much. Many planets that have ascended beyond the fifth dimension have been working with those of our planet since Mother Earth was being created. This Viking was a Pleiadian star-seed sent here to help with the awakening of Earth. His children have played an important role and, believe it or not, you are among them. You are a distant daughter of this man named Leod.”
Laura was confused. Where was this going? Was this man her father? She wanted to ask but kept quiet knowing that the answer to all her questions would come. She sat back against the wall of the transport and made herself comfortable.
“Many questions and concerns were raised among the leaders of the council when his group entered through the North Pole so easily. There were several gates on the surface that led to inner Earth that were still open, but those were cloaked well. Most were covered with a veil of sorts that made them difficult to see using physical means of detection. They were at the time virtually undetectable when using the five senses you know as sight, taste, touch, hearing, and smell. It was at this time that the ascended masters organized the guardians of the gates. My father reluctantly put me to work straight away. I was assigned to watch over the gates and stone circles that separated inner Earth from sites located in Ireland, Scotland, and Brittan.”
“It was there that they called me a Bann Sidhe or one of the Faery folk. Those of us that guarded those gates enjoyed their analogies. Sometimes we told them stories to the enlightened ones with extra sensory abilities, a sixth-sense. We would feed their imaginations, all the while keeping the gates closed off to the surface humans who were unaware. When someone would wander into a gate by accident, we would gently lead them back to the surface. Many folktales were told of us and we were feared and sometimes revered. When I was not on duty, I would go and hang out on the Isle of Skye. It was a place that I felt most at home. I would sit on the beaches with the Silkies and hear their stories about how they could remove their skins and become human. They spoke about how their numbers were dwindling because more and more of their clan were finding love with the handsome mortal men in Scotland. Silkies are immortal as long as they wear their skins. When they abandon them for good, they become mortal. You and I would agree I think. To abandon your immortality is a big deal.”
“I wanted to see why these Silkies were giving up their immortality to be with one of these physical beings, these surface human men. I found myself scouting along the forests that surrounded Dunvegan Castle, and that is where I first saw him. He looked so much like the man who walked the halls so long ago except he had dark hair. I had no idea how long it had been since I had seen his forbear, but I knew by the energy that surrounded him that he was kin to Leod. I watched him carefully as he hunted in the woods. His eyes on the five-point stag that stood before him. Slowly and soundlessly he pulled on the bow string. His concentration rested solely on the stag he hunted. I moved forward to get a better view and stumbled forward and a twig snapped just under my foot. The stag looked at me and ran off in the opposite direction. I heard the man scream many profanities as he searched the woods to find what scared away his dinner.”
“You see, I learned variations of the Gaelic language over time from the Druid Priests who worked with us to keep the veil between our worlds intact. The world was not ready for a large scale awakening as it is now. We would have to work slowly, introducing various thoughts and intentions at certain times. Each intention would build, one after another to bring us to the current ideals that make up the Age of Aquarius. Your planet began its entrance into the Age of Aquarius in December of 2012.” Laura looked at her intently to tell her she was going off track again. She was interested to find out who this stranger was.
“He thought that he found me in the brush trying to hide by the sound of my steps, but he was far off, there was still plenty of time to run. I didn’t know if he would be able to actually see me in my natural state. To those who dwell in the lower dimensions, I would be invisible. I might be detected by the shifted or crushed plants or grass that I passed through. I picked up my skirts and ran as fast as I could to the nearest opening and left before he could find me. To him, it was as if I had disappeared. I thought of where I wanted to go, and there I was.” Anora looked at Laura and stopped talking.
“Wait, you mean to say that you didn’t actually meet him? He didn’t catch you? Who was he?” Laura asked. “He must be significant if you are going into such detail.”
Anora smiled knowingly, “He was important. Very important indeed. Every day I would find myself wandering the edge of the woods just trying to get a glimpse of him.”
Anora walked through the thick heather up the hill to one of the Fairy Pools that was not far from Dunvegan Castle. Nearby was a standing stone circle that marked one of the openings into her home deep inside the Earth. “Anora, we were just talking about you,” came a high pitched twinkling bell-like voice from the water’s edge.
“Were you now? How are you Windy and Emberli?” Anora said as she reached down to touch the turquoise blue water that varied in shade depending on the depth of the pool. This water was untainted and so pure that it reminded her of the water from her home.
“There have been no disturbances,” Windy said in her soft, high pitch. “You were gone for a long time. We have been worried about you. Where have you been?”
“What have you been doing?” Emberli said in a huff. Her voice was like her name, a fire that was about to catch and roar. “Your father would hate to be informed that you have abandoned your post for so long.”
She reached out and stroked the elemental’s aura, “Would you be the one to tell him, Emberli?” Anora purred, “I would hate to think that I couldn’t trust you. How else would you hear the stories that you are so fond of? Besides, I don’t see anyone else willing to go out and come back to tell them to you.”
“She wouldn’t dare tell,” chimed Windy. Her tiny voice was like a set of wind chimes blowing softly in the wind. She stuck her tongue out at Emberli.
Anora sat down in the soft heather and spread her skirt around her. “Come now you two. I have a story for you.” The two elementals rushed and came to rest on her skirt as she told them of silkies and a hunter in the woods. They would do anything to hear her stories and often would take her shifts so that she would be able to tell them. Being elementals limited their view of physical things. They saw things from a different perspective because it was hard for them to manifest a physical body like Anora could. Anora had a way of putting her stories into words that explained in detail what they could not see, so that whatever tale she told would be seen precisely as she experienced it.
