Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A Message From Creator/Source via Archangel Michael/Ashtar Sheran

Love Everything!

A Message from Creator/Source transmitted through Archangel Michael/Ashtar Sheran
(as received by Ariel DeAngelis on March 15, 2011)
My Beloved Sons and Daughters/Brothers and Sisters/Family of Light,
Earth continues to change as you proceed into this new dimension. Time fades and disappears. Land moves and sea shifts creating new shorelines and new temperaments, new zones of experience and undisputed beauty which you have yet to perceive. The old still overlaps the new and though there is much to look forward to, you remain with your gaze fixated on what was.
You know why these changes are occurring and yet even as you understand them innately there is still blame laid.  Know then that it is not that these things happen as a result of any one thing, but simply that they ARE. You have always known that Earth would change. It does not matter how those changes happen. You knew coming into this life at this time that change was imminent.  Let it be.  Allow it for it simply IS. You have prepared yourselves beautifully for these changes you have been expecting, and now it is appropriate for you to move forward into your new experience.
You are a reflection of the Love that resonates from deep within ME; a mirror which shines bright Light out into your world; which reaches far beyond the known Universe and far beyond what you think of as “time”.  It goes out and in its travels collects more Love resonating from deep within ME, magnifying it incomprehensibly, and bringing it back here to you. All for you, and your Brothers and Sisters who are here with you, and scattered throughout the Universe. This is the stuff from which you are made. This is the one thing that you thirst for. This is the only thing that will quench your thirst and feed your soul from now throughout Eternity, just as it always has.
Each time you look into the eyes of your Bother or your Sister, you look into your own eyes. You look into MY heart. When you see fear in the eyes of your Brother or Sister, know that you see fear in yourself also, but look into MY heart within you own heart and see the Love that resides therein. Allow the Love inside your heart to transmute the fear, and change it into Love, then send that Love back through your own gaze into the hearts of your Brothers and Sisters so that they will know your Love, your understanding, your compassion, which is also MY Love, MY understanding, MY compassion. When you know this Love, then you know everything. You will know that you have an unending supply of this Love; you will know that you have access to everything you could possibly want, need or desire.
Fear is not knowing. To Love, and experience Love is to know that these moments you now exist within have been planned for since the beginning of Creation. Yes some of you may perceive them now with your eyes shut, your memory clouded, and experience great fear as a result, but those of you who know, because of the Love in your hearts that is reminding you; help those who do not understand, to know that all is well. All is Love. All is occurring exactly as it is supposed to, no matter what you may be tempted to believe.  Believing is not knowing. Faith is knowing. Have Faith that each and every one of you will soon know the Love that you came here knowing you would know, because you already know it. You have known forever.
Earth continues to change for the better, as does this star system, as does this galaxy, as does this entire expanse of Creation. We know what we are doing, as do you. We All know how it will be; beautiful, as always. It is the only way it can be, for All is welcome in our hearts.
Bounteous Love, Peace and Joy is already yours, but I send it to you now especially so that you will know what is just around the corner, and that you need not fear any longer.
I Love You My Precious Ones.
Mother/Father, Goddess/God, Creator/Source; I AM All That Is. I AM the Love that you seek. I AM the Love that you know. I AM You.
I AM Archangel Michael as Ashtar Sheran and I bring you this message of Love and Knowing from Creator/Source

Friday, March 11, 2011


We are mirrors for each other

It’s a way for us to discover

All the secrets locked inside

There’s nowhere for them to hide

But sometimes they're used for breakin’

All the hearts that can be forsaken

And a heart once whole

Is now laid open wide

Oh, I am you and you are me

He is her and she is he

We think we’re lookin’ but

Do we really see…

How connected we are?

It only takes one word

To make the flow run backward

And sorrow builds

surrounded by the lies.

I am you and you are me

He is her and she is he

And what was said

is such a tragedy.

Oh, I am you and you are me

He is her and she is he

We think we’re lookin’ but

Do we really see…

How connected we are?

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Remembering R-E-L-I-G-I-O-N

“R-E-L” my friend spelled out for me as I was talking with her on the phone, making a play on words of my name…. cute, I thought.

And then she spelled it out again, only this time continuing so that the whole word spelled “R-E-L-I-G-I-O-N”  ….

And I said to her “Oooooooh. no! No religion! <laughing> We don’t allow that around here! No religion no religion no religion no religion” I chanted directly into the receiver, taking the earpiece away from my ear to say it.

She laughed and said something to the effect that she guessed I don’t go there anymore… and she’s right… I don’t; though I USED to be Catholic… but it reminded me of something I had been thinking about earlier in the day.

It was a memory from when I was in my early 20’s when I still used to go to church – and in fact I was VERY involved with the music ministry at the particular church I was used to attend.  That seemed natural enough on account of the fact that I was going to college and majoring in Music Theory at the time.  I was in my senior year and getting ready to graduate … so I knew a thing or two about music and how it is put together.  

Right around that same point in time, the music director of the church, being an avid writer of popular style songs, had aspirations of going to L.A. to ply his wares and hopefully hit it big.  And so that was exactly what he did.  He didn’t know it, and I don’t know maybe he still has no idea, that he was my mentor then; the one who really inspired me and unwittingly helped me to decide where I wanted to take my career in music, even years later.  Interestingly, his name is also Michael… just can’t seem to get away from that, huh? LOL

One week he came to folk group practice and announced to the members that he was planning on leaving to go down to California and live out of his van for a while to try and get his foot in the door of the music industry there.  Incidentally, I had actually lent my voice to a demo recording of some of his songs that he took with him to “shop”. 

That was one week, and the next week, he was gone, leaving the church music department without a director.  Being in my final year of music school, I volunteered to take his place… And so I did for a few months, taking us all the way into and through the Easter season that year, until one day they replaced ME unbeknownst to me… but that is another story altogether and best left for another time. 

In any case, one Sunday morning after communion, we proceeded with the usual “meditative” period after everyone had received their Eucharist and wine and got sat down and quiet, and the priest and his helpers went about cleaning the chalice and the plates/bowls, etc.  And I played (the piano) and played away, playing my heart out.  I wasn’t following any pre-written score of any kind, just improvising away, the way I had learned from my mentor Michael, the music director who made his escape to California. 

I played and played and played… at one point I noticed the priest get up and stand in front of the altar, which was common at the end of mass after the meditation was over with… ehem… and I played and played and played my heart out.  In case you hadn’t guessed, I was really no longer there… I had transported away to some calm, beautiful place where my musical creation was truly being enjoyed and appreciated by my Higher Self and whomever else might have been present in that wonderful moment.

I played and played, for probably 5 minutes or more – maybe as many as 10 minutes, I really have no idea – until finally at last the music came to a bit of a lull and the priest went,


clearing his throat and clearly trying to signal to me to STOP ALREADY!!

Over the next 30 seconds or so I carefully crafted an ending to the piece I was constructing on the spot, mortified, after realizing that I had no idea how long I had been playing.  It seemed to me that EVERYONE was staring at me, and I wondered what they must think of me.  Well, maybe they weren’t thinking anything, though at the time I thought that they must be angry and impatient with me for making them have to sit in their self-imposed prison (church) longer than they thought they should have to on  a beautiful Sunday morning.  They didn’t want to sit there and listen to a free concert, they wanted to get home and get on with whatever it was that they had planned… no appreciation for the finer things in life…. like beautiful music.  I know... just my perception and probably not at all what was really going through their minds.  But I also felt somehow, upon receiving their glowering stares (again, probably just my perception), that somehow I had broken some Cardinal Church rule and that they all thought I should be banned from ever playing in church again… Interestingly, it wasn’t too long after that incident that they did actually replace me… with a Jazz pianist.  Hmmmmm.

I found myself this afternoon wondering how it would have made them all feel if I, upon realizing my momentarily having been carted away on the whim of my creative spirit, in my mortification had just stopped playing suddenly and ran out and never went back… of course I never would have known how they felt.  Did they care; didn’t they? Does it really matter anymore?… I would say, no.  Especially when you consider where I am now with the way that I see things… it’s in the past.  It was an interesting lesson in human behavior.  It helped to shape my current opinion of organized religion. So, I think that the way it did happen was exactly how it was supposed to happen, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

That experience, and others I’ve had since then have helped me to understand that religious institutions are ego-based political behemoths that really have little or nothing to do with Love, God, or why we are really here.  In fact more often than not they cover up and prevent us from learning of our True Nature and our Divine Connection to Source/God.  God/Source is created in MAN’S image, not the other way around, because through anthropomorphization of Source, man (religious institutions) could put that Energy in a context which the “common” man (they would have liked us to believe anyway) could more easily understand, so that the “common” man could be more easily controlled.

I’ll stop there for now, lest I get into a 1.000 page long diatribe about why organized religion in this world is so corrupt, but it IS interesting food for thought, isn’t it?!