“12 Purple Lilies”
I stood alone in the midst of a vast crowd. There were easily several thousand people around me, milling about as if they were waiting for something; carrying on quiet conversations amongst themselves.Suddenly I received a silent message – one that only I could hear, with the instructions that NOW was the time to share it with all.
I raised my voice above the others and said,
“Can I have your attention please! I have a very important message which I need to relay to you all, NOW!”
I paused for a moment as all present gradually homed in on my location in the crowd and tuned in to what I was saying. Then I continued,
“We are ALL Rothschilds!!” I stated, articulately voiced and stalwart in my demeanor. And as if I had not even myself expected THAT to come out of my mouth, I stood there wondering “Oh MY GOD! Did I just say what I think I just said???!!!”
“Yes you did.” answered a familiar voice in reply.
My mind raced, bracing for the lynch mob which would undoubtedly be unleashed (or so I thought) as a result of my statement. But a curious thing happened. The onlookers simply stood there, as if they were awaiting me to continue. In fact they WERE waiting for me to continue. And so I did. At that point the message morphed to the next segment, as dream-channeled messages often do. And the information detailing that statement was relayed to me after I awoke.
I stood at the bottom of a gently sloping hill. In front of me rose a pure white, marble staircase leading to a building which sat atop the hill. The building, by all appearances, looked exactly like the Parthenon in its heyday, with her magnificent white pillars and crowning gable, whole, pristine and majestic, sitting atop the Acropolis in Athens, Greece. Dark clouds loomed and roiled overhead, and the building seemed enshrouded in a darkness which seemed out of place, even for the dark clouds overhead. It was a darkness which seemed to permeate the material substance of the building itself.
Undaunted by the foreboding air of the scene, I climbed those stairs, stealthily with deliberation. It wasn’t a particularly long staircase, though there were enough steps that I was able to pause just out of sight of anyone who might be standing inside the entrance to the building. Peeking up over the top stair, I could see the main chamber of the “temple” within which stood a large marble “table” a little off-center to the left. On the far left wall were two marble “thrones”, one larger and one smaller. At the back in the right corner was another opening or entrance through which I could see clouds swirling. In the very center of the room stood a man dressed in an expensive looking black suit with narrow lapels, and skinny tie. His dress and his stance made him look as if he had stepped right out of a photo taken of aristocracy some time during the early 1960’s. He seemed to be reciting some sort of chant or oath with the seeming intent of preventing access to the temple proper by uninvited and unwelcome “guests”. At this point, I also noted that there seemed to be some sort of a “screen”, or sheer curtain (like a veil???) which hung down over and enveloped the entire temple, covering over any and all access points. The man in the suit continued his recitation until he was finished and seemed quite pleased with the execution of his feat. Feeling unthreatened and unaffected in any way by what he was doing, I was quite content to stand there and wait for him to finish. Ironically, he never saw or even sensed that I was standing there watching him. I realized that his intent was indeed to place fortification on the “screen” which was already surrounding the temple. When he was finished, he exited the temple through the opening at the rear right corner.
After he had gone, I finish my ascent of the stairs, and deftly stepped right through the screen as if it were not there at all. I knew instinctively that it would have no effect of keeping me out of the temple. I stood in the center of the temple and turned to look out the direction I had just come from. There in the distance inside of a great “basin” was stretched out what seemed to be an entire city. As I stood there I felt a magnificent energy coming into me, and I raised my arms up and stretched them out from my sides as far as I could in order to take in as much of that delicious sensations as possible. And then I began to turn slowly and purposefully in counter-clockwise circles. And as I turned swathes of “star-stuff” streamed forth from my fingertips; stars and planets and nebulae and all sorts of astronomical events and features stretched forth from my outstretched hands forming a gigantic spiral which reached out far past the city in the basin, all the way out into the farthest reaches of the Universe itself. In the midst of my composition, I could hear the voice of the man who had preceded me there in the temple. He was coming up the rear staircase accompanied by 3 or 4 other individuals, and they did NOT sound happy. I think it was their intention to stop me from what I was doing, because they knew that if I succeeded their tenure in the temple would be permanently removed.
When I had finished, the temple was fully illumined by the light from all those bands of starstuff; the darkness was totally dissipated, the screen/veil dissolved and the new “Galaxy” floated there stretched out clear across Creation; One in All and All in One. And alas, I finished just as the men who would try to stop me reached the last step, but they could not enter the temple because the light from the newly formed Galaxy was too bright.
Once again I found myself standing at the bottom of the hill and the white marble staircase looking up at the Great Temple in its stunning white marble glory. The stormy clouds had retreated from the sky which was now brilliant blue and sunshine streamed down from above enveloping the temple within a Heavenly glow. As I stood looking a group of 12 attendants had gathered with me at the bottom of the staircase; 6 women and 6 men. The women were dressed in sleeveless, grass green, waltz length dresses, each with a purple satin sash at the waist. The men were wearing rather austere looking dark gray suits, with narrow lapel and neck ties. Each of the attendants, both women and men carried small bouquets of 4 purple lilies each. They moved to ascend the stairs and as each one of them approached they turned and handed me a purple lily from their bouquet, then proceeded on up the stairs. I could hear the strains of a familiar chamber orchestra piece playing in the background as sort of a processional (I’m not sure but I think it was the Spring movement from Vivaldi’s “Four Seasons”). In fact, for all intents and purposes it seemed as if this were some kind of wedding procession, and I remember thinking to myself, since it seemed as if I was the bride, “Okay, where’s the groom?”
As the last attendant ascended the stairs I realized I was standing there with this huge bouquet of a dozen purple lilies in my arms. It was then that I noticed my own dress; again, waltz length and sleeveless, but made of some sort of soft, light green cotton type fabric with tiny white daisies printed on it, and a grass green sash tied at the waist.
I began navigating the stairs, slowly working my way to the top. I faltered a couple of times, wrestling with the hem of my dress (trying not to trip over it; I’m not used to wearing dresses), but finally made it to the top, still wondering where the groom was. The 12 attendants were each beaming big smiles at me. And as I worked my way to the center of the temple, making note of the two white marble thrones still at the left end and the large marble table/platform just to the left of center, it dawned on me that this wasn’t a wedding at all. No, I wasn’t certain what it was or what the occasion was, but this was some kind of “ceremony” in which I myself was to take center stage. And I did.
And as I stood there, I turned and looked back the direction from which I had come, much as I had when I had finished “creating” the galaxy previously. Stretched out below, it seemed almost as far as the eye could see was a great crowd of people, who upon my having turned around to face them began cheering and applauding. Many of them were carrying banners and signs with words on them dedicated to this special occasion, and to me. And all I could do was just stand there, almost in disbelief. It was like I knew what was happening and why this was taking place, but my 3D Earth Human brain still in control though clearly I was receiving some kind of important message, just couldn’t make sense of it. And then someone holding up a sign in the part of the crowd nearest the temple shouted out in a congratulatory tone,
“YOU SURPRISED US!!!...”and many near him echoed him sentiment.
I stood there for a moment not knowing what to say, and then my “inner knowing”, fully understanding what this was all about. I smiled broadly and spoke up in a loud voice that somehow EVERYONE could hear,
“I surprised myself!!”
Then they REALLY cheered, and a grand celebration began.
Yes, I was lying in my bed, out in the middle of a field, at dusk looking up at the blue-violet of the coming night and marveling at all the stars up in the sky. And then realizing, there were a LOT LOT more stars up there than there should have been; and THEN realizing that some of them were… MOVING!!!
OMG!! It was the UNVEILING!! One of the things I had been looking forward to most in this lifetime was FINALLY HAPPENING. Two of my closest friends were standing nearby, and I said to one, “Look Look!! Up in the sky!! The ships!!” I don’t recall that she was able to say much. I think she was too awestruck. And then as the ships that were lowest in altitude became clearly visible, I could recognize the structure of many of them as being either cargo, or passenger transport/shuttles; each colored white, with a familiar red stripe along the side and characters in some unknown written language which again my 3D Earth Human mind didn’t recognize but my inner knowing understood to stand for “GFOL”.
And I jumped up out of my bed and began cheering. And then slowly one smaller sized, lone ship sauntered slowly across in front of us, not more than 50 feet or so off the ground and maybe 100 feet away, with words printed on it in English – very specific words (which I cannot reveal in toto to you at this time but which have significant meaning) which brought to understanding for me (a personal message I guess?) the significance of my own role in all of this. And I said to my friend who was still standing there in awe, “Oh look, that one has my name on it!” And certainly it did, with three other words (which as I’ve already stated I won’t reveal at this time).