Namaste, dearest brothers and sisters. I was en route to work this afternoon when I became conscious of Sankara, my I AM Presence, beckoning to me softly. He said that the gate was at hand.
When I looked within, I saw that Menantha was standing in front of a crystalline gate in the clouds. She looked like she did when she was young, a very proud and fierce warrior of a lady. She was dressed in leather armour and holding out her staff in a defensive stance.
So Menantha has finally been able to get through the lower astral to the gate to the upper levels of the fourth dimension. She still cannot see me clearly yet, but she is now finally able to perceive me dimly as a kind of crystalline tree that she can hear. She is at the gate to what has been called heaven by various religions and teachings. Because of her warlike cultural upbringing, she was taught that heaven can be reached only after battling demons.
So it is not surprising that when I ask her what she is doing at the gate (she believes I am one of the guardians of the realm), she tells me, I come to fight demons. I praise her for her courage and bid her to enter the gate.
The silvery crystalline gates swing open and allow her to pass. The tinkling of the stars soothes even her battle-weary spirit as she walks forward, staff held aloft in salute to the divine atmosphere of the realm.
I appear to her further down the path as a small winged creature not unlike what we call a fairy in our world. I sparkle with the light of tiny diamonds. I appear at a fork on the path in a glistening spiral of light and ask her if she needs assistance. She nods gravely and I perch on her staff as we continue on our way.
In her physical body on her home planet, Menantha is in a deep coma now. She has not been conscious for several weeks. All around, the slave women she has raised are holding a vigil for her, knowing that she is no longer in her body. She has spent several weeks on the inner plane reviewing her past with Nari, her inner child. It is only at this point in linear time that she has actually made ready to begin dying.
It will not be long now, I feel. She will journey in this realm with this fairy aspect of myself to find our I AM Presence waiting to receive her at the end of the path. Then her body will die. She will be home. We are complete.
I undergo surgery this Saturday, and her merging into our I AM Presence will be marked by the removal of the chocolate cyst in my right ovary. As I let go of the past in this timeline, Menantha will also be able to embrace the lessons of her life experiences with all her heart as she surrenders to our divine spark. It is no coincidence that the surgery has been scheduled for the summer solstice of the southern hemisphere. It is the perfect time for her transition.
On the physical level I am sore and somewhat tired, but so blissful as this all unfolds.
Thank you for all those praying and sending healing energies and unconditional love to Olive, our embodied one here on Earth. We thank you for gracing this journey home with your loving hearts. Om Shanti Shanti Shanti!