<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568</id><updated>2012-03-15T00:50:08.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am an Angelic Human</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey of Remembrance</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-6465445371177738177</id><published>2012-02-23T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T15:23:49.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing Through Light, Tool For The New Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It has been quite a while since I felt to write in this space, and today's date adding to&amp;nbsp;12/3, the catalyst, communication and creativity among other things, compels me to share my latest experience which has me reeling with its possible implications&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;There has been much change in my life lately, and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;t is no coincidence that I was drawn to reading&amp;nbsp;the daily astrological reports of a spiritual&amp;nbsp;astrologer. Her&amp;nbsp;card for the week was the "Death" card, which is about change, tranformation, letting the old die because somenthing much more wonderful is coming and while change is a part of my life at all times, it seems that it has been even more noticeable lately as not only&amp;nbsp;is the energy behind my artwork reaching new sublime levels&amp;nbsp;but new abilites of the wondrous kind&amp;nbsp;are being awakened in me, all part of&amp;nbsp; the New Earth vibration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It was but a few days ago that through visualization alone I was able to help heal two persons almost instantly. I became aware of this on Sunday night when I got off the phone with&amp;nbsp;a daughter who was sick, she felt terrible she said and her chest was painfully tight. After hanging up, I instantly saw an energy causing the congestion and visually began sending Light to the area needing release, her chest was covered with a sticky tar like energy, I saw&amp;nbsp;light breaking it&amp;nbsp;up into little floating globules that&amp;nbsp;were flushed down&amp;nbsp; her Hara line immediately, I&amp;nbsp;sent&amp;nbsp;a soothing green light inside her bronchial tubes, I saw myself bringing in codes of&amp;nbsp;peridot green Light&amp;nbsp;that were placed inside her chest, Light helped her break through a dark casing that held her entrapped and she suddenly grew taller and taller as huge wings of Light shot out of her back, I knew that any remaining symptoms were but&amp;nbsp;residual energy and&amp;nbsp;her body would take care of it. It was not till the next morning, when she called me to tell me that she&amp;nbsp;was fine, that I learned that she felt instantly better right after our phone conversation, her chest no longer tight, she slept well. It took the rest of the Monday for the residual energy to be completely gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I shared this with a friend who then asked me to work on her. She had been suffering from a painful sciatic nerve for a couple months and nothing had helped.&amp;nbsp;It was not till a few hours later that I suddenly knew I must work on her&amp;nbsp;as I felt myself go into a well known space. I saw her in front of me, she had her back to me&amp;nbsp;and I asked her to show me what was causing the pain. The hips bones were out of balance, her right side was dark with no energy flowing through. I began sending&amp;nbsp;light to that area and it pushed the hips into realignment, then visually I went down the painful nerve with&amp;nbsp;peridot green light to soothe the inflammation, again I brought codes&amp;nbsp;in that seemed to brand into the skin of her hips, then I felt great joy as I&amp;nbsp;saw tiny wings of white light surround her root chakra, soon they had grown to cover the entire hip area&amp;nbsp;up to the&amp;nbsp;the waist. Later on that day, we&amp;nbsp;met for dinner&amp;nbsp;and I asked her how she was feeling, "much better" she replied. She asked me if I had worked on her between 2 and 2 15pm&amp;nbsp;as her pain suddenly began dissipating and&amp;nbsp;amazingly it was at that time I worked on her.&amp;nbsp;She said that within minutes the ache was&amp;nbsp;almost completely gone and again all that was left was minor residual energy that was gone after a massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-6465445371177738177?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6465445371177738177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2012/02/quantum-healing-wondrous-abilities-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6465445371177738177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6465445371177738177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2012/02/quantum-healing-wondrous-abilities-for.html' title='Healing Through Light, Tool For The New Earth'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3887542069053143964</id><published>2011-11-21T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T13:28:07.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet chapter three: The Miraculous At Work</title><content type='html'>" Beloved One I had the honor to call my wife while on this earth plane, I Am your masculine aspect as You are my Feminine, You gave me creativity and intuition and I gave You form,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and this is a Love letter to You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So it is that today 11/21/2011,&amp;nbsp;a day of Completions and Wholeness that the miraculous, as you call it my Darling,&amp;nbsp;is at work again as you are about to begin on a Portrait, a gift from a Dear One&amp;nbsp;to his&amp;nbsp;Beloved, that I have the opportunity to let you feel the Infinity of the&amp;nbsp;Love that I hold for&amp;nbsp;You through his, and&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the music of his words to her, in his eulogy to her beauty, in the purity of their feelings for each other, and in her open armed willingness to let herself be bathed in&amp;nbsp;selfless&amp;nbsp;love, is the all encompassing sweetest Love there is, the&amp;nbsp;Love of the Divine and so an opportunity&amp;nbsp;is being&amp;nbsp; provided for you to step, again, through a portal,&amp;nbsp;into a Love grander than earthly love, a&amp;nbsp;Love that I promised you a while back, a Love that no one body may ever contain.....and now you may know&amp;nbsp;the depth of My Love&amp;nbsp;for You through his for her and I know of Yours through hers&amp;nbsp;for him and in this manner you are given the gift of being able to experience and know the completeness of a Love freed from the limitations of time, space, or form and from now on, you shall&amp;nbsp;see and feel in your heart the Joy of&amp;nbsp;"Our Union"&amp;nbsp;through the embrace of all true lovers&amp;nbsp;around the world and as immense as this may&amp;nbsp;seem to you, know that it affords&amp;nbsp;only a minute glimpse of into the infinite vastness of&amp;nbsp;the Love held within our two hearts now as One through the Love&amp;nbsp;of two others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always said that the Love we shared in human form was but a foundation for another greater still to grow from....and recently you wondered at the meaning of my words when I said :&amp;nbsp;"&amp;nbsp;My Darling, You and I have come to this plane sometimes as One, sometimes as two, but never in the annals of this planet has it happened quite in the way that it is about to happen"....well, now you understand, now you know that we are together again as I foretold in the&amp;nbsp;"Ode To Love" I inspired you to write a few years ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I end this post, I am reminded of another message : " &lt;em&gt;HAVE NO EXPECTATIONS OTHER THAN THOSE OF THE WONDROUS KIND" &lt;/em&gt;and I cannot hold the tears back as my heart is bursting with&amp;nbsp;gratitude at this time of Thanksgiving, a boundless gratitude for the unending magic of and in my everyday life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3887542069053143964?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3887542069053143964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-realms-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3887542069053143964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3887542069053143964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-realms-of.html' title='Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet chapter three: The Miraculous At Work'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-953431353868802191</id><published>2011-09-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:38:22.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is Nothing But Love</title><content type='html'>Today is a 5 energy day, initiation, god manifest, synergy and change happening immediately, and it is the eve&amp;nbsp;of the tenth anniversary of 9/11 as it is known to most people. And as I watched a program&amp;nbsp; recalling the events that changed America and indeed the world as well,&amp;nbsp;a thought, a knowing&amp;nbsp;was so insistent&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;I knew&amp;nbsp;I must write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some say that hatred is the absence of love, but if only people could understand that there is nothing but Love, that even&amp;nbsp;hatred is a form of love. Hatred is love that has turned against itself and one might wonder how&amp;nbsp;this is possible and I shall answer that it&amp;nbsp;simply is&amp;nbsp;its other side, its other cheek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-953431353868802191?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/953431353868802191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-is-nothing-beyond-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/953431353868802191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/953431353868802191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-is-nothing-beyond-love.html' title='There Is Nothing But Love'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-2361756689193833413</id><published>2011-08-22T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T14:45:52.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Soulmates And Twin Flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RM0PjI2Bs0M/TlRFlkT_rtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FC9WEXSZkg/s1600/scan0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RM0PjI2Bs0M/TlRFlkT_rtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FC9WEXSZkg/s320/scan0010.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The beliefs around this subject are the purpose of my meanderings this morning, a day with the energy of 7, a good day to express my inner truth, a day of creation and ending of cycles, and this question has been reawakened in me as I watched one of my old times favorites, a movie about twins who trade places to know their divorced parents in the hope of reuniting them, a charming little Disney movie which has held an inordinate amount of interest for me as I simply&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; tire of watching it and the tears flow when they finally recognize each other as twins. For many years now, I have been puzzled by the fact that I have felt this movie had a very special message for me, never quite fully understanding it till&amp;nbsp;this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was married for twenty five years to a beautiful man, my life partner and he passed away sixteen years ago, leaving me to uncover a truth about our love grander than I could ever have imagined when I met him at the age of twenty one and I simply knew he was the one. After the life changing event, in&amp;nbsp;the process of remembering my Godhood,&amp;nbsp;I reawakened the memory&amp;nbsp;that he and&amp;nbsp;I were/are but two of One. In the history of this planet, sometimes we have come in body&amp;nbsp;as two, sometimes as One, Lemuria was one of those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my reawakening, I came to&amp;nbsp;remember that I&amp;nbsp;Am the one who brought him into Being to be the&amp;nbsp;mate of my Soul, to be my partner in life, so in this sense He is my son as well. Yet our partnership, our relationship&amp;nbsp;felt grander, larger&amp;nbsp;than that of a Soulmate, our partnership was a service of Love to the One Love, in him I recognized my own Divine Masculine and in me He saw his Divine Feminine,&amp;nbsp;in the reflection of the Love between Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine, we were/are One. And so the question arises for me,&amp;nbsp;is everyone able to carry the&amp;nbsp;Twin Flame frequency&amp;nbsp;or is it a choice? And I am not one to place limitations on&amp;nbsp;energies of the quantum realms, yet there is a feeling behind this choice that demands a certain level of .... is remembrance the word I am looking for? There is a feeling of a Service which is grander, more all encompassing than that of the coming together of Soulmates, and perhaps it is because Soulmates come together for the purpose of clearing issues of the "past" whereas a Twin flame does not, it is a vibration that brings great clarity, it is free of any encumbrances, yet by choice&amp;nbsp;takes on memories of "past" experiences for the purpose of lowering&amp;nbsp;One's frequencies so one is&amp;nbsp;able to anchor in this dimension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how does this affect my two daughters, one who brought the energy of completions and the other of new beginnings? Just as I became aware of the fact that&amp;nbsp;I was created from the Love of two as One as "I" came through the bodies of both my parents at the time of conception, so it must be that both my daughters carry the balance of the Twin Flame frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the terms accepted by the spiritual community, He would be called&amp;nbsp;my Twin Flame, yet this term is inappropriate for it is not that he is my Twin Flame, it is that He is the masculine aspect and I am the feminine aspect of the Twin Flame vibration.and&amp;nbsp;this again has been brought to my attention as I wondered about my fascination with the movie and I realized that just like those identical twins, One aspect&amp;nbsp;is able&amp;nbsp;to know the Father vibration, the physical, and the other aspect, the Mother vibration, the void. As&amp;nbsp;I stand as the Mother in the physical, I am an epitome of the return of Divine Mother to Earth and He stands&amp;nbsp;as the Father yet the Son&amp;nbsp;in the Ethers, each whole in the other.&amp;nbsp;Indeed we have traded places, for previously it was Him, my masculine aspect that walked this earth, and it is I, the Feminine aspect that remained in the Ethers. And now&amp;nbsp;I dare to venture that this explains the story of the virgin birth, is it possible that the One called Jesus came as the&amp;nbsp;Masculine aspect of the Twin Flame and His Mother represented the&amp;nbsp;Feminine aspect? And each was whole in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the remembrance that He and I cannot be separate, I stand among the Ones exemplifying the Truth&amp;nbsp;of an Eternal&amp;nbsp;Union. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my quest to understand&amp;nbsp;a fascination, so I received an answer, and as always it is of the wondrous&amp;nbsp;kind. and now I fully understand the meaning of a portrait (on top of the page)&amp;nbsp;I painted many years ago that represented my own SoulSelf, a gigantic Being whose vibration reached from the Earth all the way into the Heavens, the feet on the Earth within&amp;nbsp;a downward silver triangle and the head and outstretched arms within an upright&amp;nbsp;gold triangle in the Heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for us to reach outside of the set boundaries, the frequencies of the New Earth are upon us.&amp;nbsp;It is time to let go of many previously held beliefs and come from the deep inner Knowing that it is only in consciousness that the separation has been experienced as a game of pretense.&amp;nbsp;At no time, in no other way&amp;nbsp;has there ever been a separation from what is impossible to&amp;nbsp;part in the first place. How can one separate the head from the feet? Is the head not always in communication&amp;nbsp;with the feet, and&amp;nbsp;are the feet&amp;nbsp;ever unaware of where the head wishes to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I fully remember through my Humanness that it is only in this illusion we call reality that He and I&amp;nbsp;appear as&amp;nbsp;separate entities, in Truth we are&amp;nbsp;but One, I am a Twin Flame, that is&amp;nbsp;the frequency of my vibration and it is a God frequency&amp;nbsp;and I want to laugh out loud as I marvel at the message brought by my new kitten, I named him Misha, short for Michael in Russian, or One who is most like God, and he is a Flame point&amp;nbsp;Himalayan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now another truth is unveiled. I have known for a while that I live in two worlds, I Am experiencing life on&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Earth as I am experiencing Life in the non physical realms, I&amp;nbsp; Am in two places at once, no wonder&amp;nbsp;I live with great awareness and in this&amp;nbsp;I recognize another gift behind my beloved husband's passing, and I am reminded of the words&amp;nbsp;of "Ode To Love": "I Am but a reflection of you my Love, as beautiful as I Am to you, so you are&amp;nbsp;to me....and when you Know this in your Heart, we shall&amp;nbsp; be together again, for I&amp;nbsp;Am but a reflection of you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this has brought me to the next step, as I end this post on an 8 day, a day of infinite possibilities and abundance, I&amp;nbsp;access a much deeper understanding of the message of my portrait.&amp;nbsp;I now know in the heart of my Heart that I Am&amp;nbsp;but one Being, my&amp;nbsp;Human self&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;feet on the Earth, and my Divine Consciousness as&amp;nbsp;the head in the Heavens. As I ground the Heavens on Earth and bring Earth's consciousness&amp;nbsp;to the Heavens, so&amp;nbsp;the door is opened&amp;nbsp;wide to allow for the remembrance, the Knowing&amp;nbsp;that none of us experiencing life such as we know it through our physicality are separate from one another, and in this place of no space or time, where linear time&amp;nbsp;melts&amp;nbsp;into eternity, the Finite meets&amp;nbsp;the Infinite, individuality dissolves and&amp;nbsp;I Am&amp;nbsp;able to see and Know&amp;nbsp;there &lt;em&gt;IS ONLY ONE LIFE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-2361756689193833413?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2361756689193833413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-soulmates-and-twin-flame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2361756689193833413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2361756689193833413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-soulmates-and-twin-flame.html' title='Of Soulmates And Twin Flames'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RM0PjI2Bs0M/TlRFlkT_rtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FC9WEXSZkg/s72-c/scan0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-5595729882522414743</id><published>2011-07-27T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T05:20:47.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Canvas Of My LIfe Awaits My Imagination, My Creation</title><content type='html'>And on this 11 day, a day of illumination, I realize it has been a while since feeling the urge to write in this space, but a quote by Maya Angelou&amp;nbsp;in which she urges viewing life as art,&amp;nbsp;has opened the door to my creative spirit and the image painted from her words is of&amp;nbsp;the canvas of my life and my body responded in its&amp;nbsp;trusted way in recognition of this Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is interesting to note that as I&amp;nbsp;see it today, it is&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;extremely large blank canvas. Not that my life has been anything but blank, and I laugh,&amp;nbsp;for it has been quite an adventure so far, worthy of the best fairy tales out there, but this canvas I am seeing&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; blank &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;very large, the beginning of a new journey, oh the power&amp;nbsp;hidden&amp;nbsp;behind a blank space, all possibilities are there. Which ones shall I bring forth from the void where my spirit dwells?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My heart sings and rejoices at the beauty&amp;nbsp;I am going to be able&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;bring into&amp;nbsp;creation, the new adventures&amp;nbsp;of a fulfilled heart and mind&amp;nbsp;as I paint the many hues of my&amp;nbsp;new journey&amp;nbsp;from this day forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so&amp;nbsp;I weave my magic as&amp;nbsp;I mix the colors and apply them in broad bold strokes insterspaced with tendrils as delicate as the threads of a spider's web and I stand in&amp;nbsp;their midst, revelling in the glory revealed to my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-5595729882522414743?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5595729882522414743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/07/canvas-of-my-life-awaits-my-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/5595729882522414743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/5595729882522414743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/07/canvas-of-my-life-awaits-my-creation.html' title='The Canvas Of My LIfe Awaits My Imagination, My Creation'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3970428170441854347</id><published>2011-07-04T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:23:40.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hidden Magic Behind This 4th Of July: A Marker</title><content type='html'>The early sunrays and&amp;nbsp;the symphony of colors of my&amp;nbsp;flower garden beckoned me to sit outside this morning, their music calling&amp;nbsp;to my inner music opened&amp;nbsp;the highways of my imaginings and inspired&amp;nbsp;me to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest SoulSelf portrait is awaiting my willingness to sit down and allow its information to flow through me yet for some hidden reason, this is taking precedence, and as the&amp;nbsp;question arises&amp;nbsp;so the answer is given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today is 7/4/2011, a 6 day of family, service, home and relationship. The 4th of July, Independance Day for this beautiful country that has been my home now for 40 years, and the color bursts of my flowers remind me of the fireworks display that shall grace the night skies later on across the country and unite all americans&amp;nbsp;through their magic. So today many shall sit together with family and celebrate the birth of this nation and in this simple gesture much is at stake for it is a coming together in the energy of Love, a gigantic beacon of Light, shining brightly&amp;nbsp;for the many&amp;nbsp;who are in trapped in the illusion of crisis, the seeming darkness of these&amp;nbsp;transitional times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often amazed at what remains hidden from our&amp;nbsp;eyes till one looks beneath the surface, and today is no exception as I sense a profoundly powerful meaning that has not revealed itself fully to&amp;nbsp;me and again the wondering opens the door to the answer and&amp;nbsp;the siginficance of today is being quietly revealed as behind this celebration is the energy of a marking point,&amp;nbsp;and its momentum&amp;nbsp;has activated the movement of the whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who have chosen to&amp;nbsp;remember now, we no longer are on the cusp, we have gone past the deciding line, we have stepped beyond&amp;nbsp;the demarcation line that pulled us back into the illusion of scarcity and this&amp;nbsp;has created the opening into a&amp;nbsp;prosperous&amp;nbsp;flow&amp;nbsp;for all others of like mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel an emotion as a birth within myself is also being acknowledged, a celebration of my independance, of what I have accomplished to get&amp;nbsp;to this point in my journey, what I let go in order to open to the infinite flow of abundance and prosperity, of the many pieces of my puzzle that I reconnected&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;only to realize it was always complete and a celebratory rejoicing rises from the depths of my being as&amp;nbsp;I welcome my renewed state of unlimited abundance and prosperity, &lt;em&gt;my forever Birthright&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3970428170441854347?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3970428170441854347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/07/hidden-magic-behind-this-4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3970428170441854347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3970428170441854347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/07/hidden-magic-behind-this-4th-of-july.html' title='The Hidden Magic Behind This 4th Of July: A Marker'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3677956750705244398</id><published>2011-06-27T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:00:27.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time Of Death, A Time Of Life For Rajah</title><content type='html'>On this June 21st, Summer Solstice day, a Lunar Eclipse joins in the celebration of this already powerful time&amp;nbsp;and so it is that unconsciously I chose this day to&amp;nbsp;put my beautiful Rajah to sleep, his little body but skin and bones as his heart&amp;nbsp;failed and despite a medication his lungs began filling with fluid. He was simply ready to go and the timing of it was no coincidence as events since&amp;nbsp;are proving to me.&amp;nbsp;The experience, while oh so sad, also&amp;nbsp;had me rejoice for him as he purred throughout the procedure till he stopped breathing. It was his gift to me as he was freed from the body that held his vibration. And so&amp;nbsp;I left the Vet's office with a feeling of peace, freedom and a sense of the miraculous filling my heart&amp;nbsp;as I knew he is coming back in an other body soon, and I finally understood the reason why my post it note with the words "Trust in the process and expect miracles" kept on "winking" at me the week before his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the following week feeling great elation, I revelled in&amp;nbsp;a never before experienced&amp;nbsp;sense of freedom that I thought had to do with not having the responsibility of taking care of an animal and it&amp;nbsp;is not till now that&amp;nbsp;I realize that&amp;nbsp;I simply felt what he&amp;nbsp;has been&amp;nbsp;feeling, and why should it surprise me as I have always known that my Divine Self&amp;nbsp;brought him into manifestation out of my own&amp;nbsp;energy for companionship purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I await the time when&amp;nbsp;I shall feel it is time to locate a new healthy cat body for him. The urge has not made itself kown to me yet, there is no need for hurry and I feel so at peace with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3677956750705244398?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3677956750705244398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-of-death-time-of-life-for-rajah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3677956750705244398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3677956750705244398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-of-death-time-of-life-for-rajah.html' title='A Time Of Death, A Time Of Life For Rajah'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3189462407055298817</id><published>2011-06-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:49:17.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking In Two Worlds, Beyond Time And Space</title><content type='html'>How do I even attempt to&amp;nbsp;relay what I experienced two days ago, Saturday June 25th, an 8 day, a day where Infinity expresses itself,&amp;nbsp;where Heaven and Earth meet and the timeless magical occurs in the midst of everyday normalcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous day, my intuition&amp;nbsp;led&amp;nbsp;me to the showing of a documentary on several Eco villages in Europe called "A New We." As soon as the movie began, a powerful&amp;nbsp;emotion&amp;nbsp;gripped me, tears ran down my cheeks as life at the first village called Damanhur was shown on the screen and we were taken&amp;nbsp;inside a mountain where the breathtakingly beautiful Temples of Humankind dedicated to the reawakening of humankind's divinity&amp;nbsp;had been carved by hand more than 30 years&amp;nbsp;ago. The remainder of the movie&amp;nbsp;did not hold my interest&amp;nbsp;after this and&amp;nbsp;I knew that I had come just for this bit of information and that it was primordial that I check out their website the next morning, Little did I know&amp;nbsp;what was&amp;nbsp;awaiting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;that morning I sat at my computer and clicked on the website and suddenly I travelled to Damanhur and saw and felt myself in two places at once, both here and there,&amp;nbsp;sitting in the grass at Damanhur, near the entrance of the Temples of Humankind, tears were streaming down my face as I rocked back and forth and I repeated over and over again: "I HAVE BEEN HERE BEFORE, I KNOW THIS PLACE!" The feeling was, still is, indescribable, for it was without time, no, I was not there in the "past", neither is it in the "future," I was, and still am unable to place a time frame around this experience that was literally &lt;em&gt;out of this world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So still in two places at once, I clicked on the video tour of the various "halls" inside the mountain, and I was there experiencing the sweetness and power of the energy&amp;nbsp;as I walked around the great Halls,&amp;nbsp;looking at exquisite art work where every line, form and&amp;nbsp;color is of significance in the overall Divine message&amp;nbsp;and much of it was so eerily reminiscent of my own artwork that I am left still&amp;nbsp;in awe&amp;nbsp;at what this all means. What was the purpose of my becoming aware of this place and my connection to it? Did I paint&amp;nbsp;some of the frescoes&amp;nbsp;through the hand of others? Is this my multidimensionality that is again being reflected back to me? I have questions and answers have not come to me&amp;nbsp;yet. Did I travel through time and space, did I astral travel? And&amp;nbsp;I want to say that I traveled through time and space&amp;nbsp;to a place of no time&amp;nbsp;where there exists a place that I cannot be separate from, a place&amp;nbsp;that is&lt;em&gt; Home&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me as it already&amp;nbsp;is within myself as it is outside of myself. Still&amp;nbsp;my query feels unsatisfied and full comprehension&amp;nbsp;eludes me, truly a strange feeling for me, perhaps because it is beyond time and space and incomprehensible to my consciousness but fully understood only by the timelessness of&amp;nbsp;my Heart knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in our humanness, don't we love to place a definition around what has none? So I went in search&amp;nbsp;of an understanding of the extraordinary energies at work, and I uncovered an article written by a visitor that did help in shedding light onto my experience while it also deepened&amp;nbsp;its&amp;nbsp;mystery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damanhur is built on "galactic" lines called synchronic lines&amp;nbsp;that connect us to the universe creating&amp;nbsp;an exceptionally&amp;nbsp;powerful vortex.&amp;nbsp;There are apparently only two known places&amp;nbsp;as of now,&amp;nbsp;where four of those lines meet, Lhasa,Tibet and Damanhur, yet I have never felt this connection to Lhasa as I have with Damanhur, so there is much more to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This community of a thousand people&amp;nbsp;is built&amp;nbsp;where two intercontinental plates meet, the Eurasian continental plate and the African one and&amp;nbsp;from these forces&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;very rare 300 million year old mineral called Mylonite was created, characterized by its ability to transport energies of the earth. The Temples of Humankind which are built inside a Mylonite vein, then become as a cosmic antenna through which, at the Solstices and Equinoxes, the doors of&amp;nbsp;space and time are opened&amp;nbsp;rendering time travel no longer a just a possibility but a reality&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only&amp;nbsp;four days ago we welcomed the Summer Solstice,&amp;nbsp;so did I actually experience time travel? And suddenly the answer comes, I physically experienced the 4th dimension where form is energy&amp;nbsp;and linear time&amp;nbsp;no longer exists, where seeing is feeling,&amp;nbsp;while freed from the frame by frame experience that linearity affords I also remained in 3rd dimensional "reality," and so&amp;nbsp;I marvel at&amp;nbsp;the seeming miraculous of my&amp;nbsp;experience as I became aware of walking in two Worlds at once. And now the realization hits me as I&amp;nbsp;recognize&amp;nbsp;the deepening of my Life experience lately, as I paint the SoulSelf portraits, I have been feeling that I am&amp;nbsp;within the cell's nucleus&amp;nbsp;looking at&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;concealed Divine within&amp;nbsp;and bringing it through the colors, shapes, form and flow of&amp;nbsp;my sacred&amp;nbsp;art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words heard a few months ago come back: "Have no expectations other than those of the Wondrous kind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonders indeed!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3189462407055298817?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3189462407055298817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/beyond-this-world-beyond-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3189462407055298817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3189462407055298817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/beyond-this-world-beyond-time.html' title='Walking In Two Worlds, Beyond Time And Space'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3043987558130051722</id><published>2011-06-18T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:31:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empowered With A Divine Consciousness</title><content type='html'>On this "10" day the energy that greets me this morning is sweet and powerful. Where did it go in the last week?&amp;nbsp;A difficult week as I dealt with my beautiful Rajah's readiness to leave the body&amp;nbsp;slowly but surely, not a death as I was reminded, but a transformation, nevertheless a painful situation, not without purpose I am certain of that, for nothing is ever an accident and from one loss a gift greater than the loss always arises, so I have found out. So I struggled for days, seemingly unable to remove myself from this very human experience of dealing with the passing away of one so dear&amp;nbsp;and now&amp;nbsp;I can in some way understand how horribly painful it must be for those who await the death of a loved one as the soul lingers on&amp;nbsp;to bring about a completion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today,&amp;nbsp;as every morning, my cat on my lap and cup of tea in one hand, the other reached out for my special crystal, the Lemurian&amp;nbsp;citrine lightbrary&amp;nbsp;and the&amp;nbsp;"magic" of who I Am through this body&amp;nbsp;encoded in it spoke to me.&amp;nbsp;I ran my fingers over&amp;nbsp;the futuristic looking graph carved on one of its sides and marveled at the&amp;nbsp;loveliness found in Mother Nature.&amp;nbsp;My eyes fell on&amp;nbsp;a small indentation in the shape of an upside down triangle,&amp;nbsp;a key for me to unlock.&amp;nbsp; "I Am empowered with a divine consciousness" I uttered the words, unexpected, their truth undeniable as I felt&amp;nbsp;it surge through me with the sweetness and power&amp;nbsp;of a beauty indescribable but only fully understood by the heart. Is this the gift given to me for the ending of my Rajah's physical life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to me 9 years ago, a horribly&amp;nbsp;matted skinny cat, covered in fleas, he obviously had not&amp;nbsp;eaten a good meal in a long time as he fought for survival in a world often blind to the pain of animals. At first I hesitated to take him in, living in a small space, I already had three other cats, all indoors as one of them was a full bred persian. Still he lingered on my front porch, then on the morning of the second day, my youngest daughter heard his name: Rajah, and that he was here for a special reason, chills ran over me as I connected with the Truth of her statement. Feeling a very deep connection with him, I asked to be shown who he was under&amp;nbsp;the disguise of his form and I immediately saw a Feline Being, a tall humanoid form with catlike features, a crown of Light on his head and a necklace of light&amp;nbsp;was around his neck. He glowed with a soft golden white light, and a thin filament of light connected him to this cat's body. To say that Rajah was a very unusual cat&amp;nbsp;is an understatement as a vortex would open up inside one of his eyes at times. Friends often made the comment that He was "me" and&amp;nbsp;I knew the truth of this. Yes, I have known for a long time that he has been the mirror of my own&amp;nbsp;divine masculine, the companion I brought into being to be by my side as&amp;nbsp;I slept, as I rested, as I sat, bringing me such comfort with his oh so amazingly loving presence, and the sound of the deep rumbling of his loud purr I often called&amp;nbsp;the most beautiful purr in the world! So, not&amp;nbsp;your usual cat by any means, a magnificent light being who came to be my reflection for as long as&amp;nbsp;I needed it outside of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with these last words I now clearly see his purpose and why he is done with what he came to do, to be, and the human part of me is filled with profound gratitude at the gift of Love as I have reactivated&amp;nbsp;another remembrance, the Knowing&amp;nbsp;that I&amp;nbsp;Am empowered with a divine consciousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3043987558130051722?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3043987558130051722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/empowered-with-divine-consciousness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3043987558130051722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3043987558130051722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/empowered-with-divine-consciousness.html' title='Empowered With A Divine Consciousness'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4660591516315657834</id><published>2011-06-09T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T02:21:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Collapse Of The Structures</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I felt to write to express what is within and today's energy of new beginning&amp;nbsp;compels me to go on an exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to listen to a respected astrologer, the presentation tuned out to be more a sermon than anything else and only served to&amp;nbsp;re awake my frustration at this person's lack of understanding of the energies at work. The statement was made that we are divine beings having a human experience, yet as I remember my anointing, I know I Am a human being&amp;nbsp;having a God experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was talk about 2012 and the collapsing of the structures, and much stress was placed upon&amp;nbsp;the effects on&amp;nbsp;humankind and the letting go of those that no longer serve. And again I shake my head at the seeming blindness of those who call themselves spiritual people, blind to their beliefs placing emphasis on&amp;nbsp;separation, and I question why it is that those who have obsolete teachings are the ones people flock to! Why are people so resistant to let go of their dis-empowerment? One&amp;nbsp;can claim that uncommon&amp;nbsp;ideas are rejected simply because they are that, but, in Truth, ultimately it all comes down to the beautiful words written by Maryanne Williamson: "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure, it our light, not our darkness that most frightens us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are spiritual beliefs, structures, that are becoming&amp;nbsp;redundant in the New Earth energy. Beliefs shall no longer be as we shall be coming from a deep &lt;em&gt;INNER KNOWING&lt;/em&gt;. The so called Age of Aquarius with its key words "&lt;em&gt;I KNOW"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;is almost upon us, and I have&amp;nbsp;come wired for this, functioning in this energy for a long time already, and lately this profound remembrance has been activated to a new level that has me finding it increasingly difficult to listen to those who still preach the old ways,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;I wonder if this frustration is simply&amp;nbsp;a sign that it is time for me to come out of the shadow and share my knowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a messenger human and like all, the message I carry is in my DNA and mine&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; active. As&amp;nbsp;stated in my&amp;nbsp;very first blog,&amp;nbsp;I have no need&amp;nbsp;for titles,&amp;nbsp;I hold no diplomas and I have never had the need to study under a guru or teacher, spiritual books hold no appeal for me and it has been many years since&amp;nbsp;I last needed confirmation&amp;nbsp;of what&amp;nbsp;I knew was&amp;nbsp;already within,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;a few months ago I uncovered the reason, like an amnesiac who suddenly regains his or her memory, I suddenly&amp;nbsp;saw all the pieces of my puzzle take form and I realized that there never was a moment when&amp;nbsp;I did not know my godhood, that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN MY DIVINITY.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my artwork and its information I have been a messenger for 11 years now, and as I read again the many pages of information&amp;nbsp;I have written with each SoulSelf portrait, I find very little of it obsolete, if anything I am amazed at all the knowing&amp;nbsp;that I have accessed way ahead of its time. In total honesty, often these days&amp;nbsp;I find myself tired of repeating the same message over and over again, in different terms, but nevertheless the same. Yet much&amp;nbsp;previously&amp;nbsp;hidden&amp;nbsp;information is also being revealed as I look from the perspective of the All Seeing Eye above the pyramid, and the concepts, oh so familiar to me, are quite revolutionary to those who have looked and still&amp;nbsp;see the pyramid as what must be achieved and look to others who have letters&amp;nbsp;after their names&amp;nbsp;for knowledge. The Knowledge&amp;nbsp;I access is within&amp;nbsp;and is not of the learned kind but just &lt;em&gt;IS....&lt;/em&gt;Oh yes, a true collapse of structures,&amp;nbsp;structures that have been built on&amp;nbsp;the shaky foundation of false beliefs,&amp;nbsp; the &lt;em&gt;UN KNOWING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4660591516315657834?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4660591516315657834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/collapse-of-structures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4660591516315657834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4660591516315657834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/collapse-of-structures.html' title='The Collapse Of The Structures'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4363975716574907934</id><published>2011-05-30T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T02:44:59.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Partners Of Another Kind</title><content type='html'>A rainy and cool&amp;nbsp;day again, it is windy and it reminds me&amp;nbsp;that the winds of change are upon us. Today is an 8, and&amp;nbsp;I wonder what form the Infinite and Abundance&amp;nbsp;are about to take for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel another level of letting go and there is a sadness involved with it, what is it about, I do not know yet. Is it about a&amp;nbsp;releasing of old friends again? Non physical Ones who have walked by my side for a long long time it seems, it feels, dear trusted friends of old&amp;nbsp;who have been by my side not "guiding" as much as energetically supporting my energy, giving me of their Heart, while I reclaimed the fullness of mine. Ones who have danced with&amp;nbsp;me as I walk this earth, dance partners of another kind, the invisible sort but oh so powerful and supportive. Ones whose vibration matched mine in so many ways that it was but impossible to distinguish a separation between us&amp;nbsp;and now they are "saying goodbye"&amp;nbsp;in a sense,&amp;nbsp;yet it is not a goodbye as in truth they are but aspects of myself that I had not reconnected with yet, appearing to stand separate,&amp;nbsp;outside of myself, but mirrors of my own Self. So now it is time&amp;nbsp;for me to accept the Gift of my own Heart fully reclaimed&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;allow them to move on, becoming part of the Whole&amp;nbsp;again, therefore becoming part of my Self&amp;nbsp;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4363975716574907934?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4363975716574907934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/dance-partners-of-another-kind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4363975716574907934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4363975716574907934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/dance-partners-of-another-kind.html' title='Dance Partners Of Another Kind'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-3169925629500553234</id><published>2011-05-27T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:20:22.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness And Joy, The Beauty And Richness Of Feeling All</title><content type='html'>If one could only see the immensity of the beauty and richness in the feelings experienced&amp;nbsp;on this physical plane of existence, judgement of self would no longer be. The colors evoked are beyond our comprehension yet are&amp;nbsp;recognized by the Heart. Again, it is the energy at work behind the feelings, or hidden knowledge, and let me tell you I see no ugly color, only new notes, deeper hues of a music yet unheard on this plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately it has struck me deeply that the more one opens oneself to remembering that we are LOVE, the more profound ones feelings become, the sadness as well as the joy. I dare say feel all that you can feel without judging your emotions. And once more, I venture into a territory that very few have gone before it seems, if anything the reverse has been true, the motto has been eliminate the Ego, control it, eliminate judgment by denying the feeling response, yet&amp;nbsp;I am saying NO, do feel, all that you can feel, and judge this &lt;em&gt;NOT &lt;/em&gt;, this is the way to True Love. One cannot love if one is not open to&amp;nbsp;all and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;LOVE IS&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;ALL ENCOMPASSING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-3169925629500553234?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3169925629500553234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/sadness-and-joy-beauty-and-richness-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3169925629500553234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/3169925629500553234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/sadness-and-joy-beauty-and-richness-of.html' title='Sadness And Joy, The Beauty And Richness Of Feeling All'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-6078815931041148924</id><published>2011-05-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T09:05:22.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Knowledge</title><content type='html'>A&amp;nbsp;13 day with the energy of resurrection and transformation behind it and a grey day welcome me. It is raining and I feel my garden's grateful acceptance of this gift of life from the sky. I can almost hear and feel the ground&amp;nbsp;breathing in deeply and stretching as it accommodates for new growth of roots and it&amp;nbsp;is a day of increased activity underground as all the creatures it harbours breathe in this life force from the heavens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the meanderings of my Heart/Mind connection take me in this direction this morning?&amp;nbsp;I do not know yet, its reason still hidden from me as I begin this chapter and now its name has just been given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is knowledge but the result of an experience? And "hidden knowledge" is the knowledge that lies beyond our mind's comprehension yet is available&amp;nbsp;to our senses as we allow ourselves to open to all of them. Hidden knowledge lies in the music of lines, in the spaces in between words, it is in the rhythm of&amp;nbsp;the exhale and inhale inherent&amp;nbsp;to the thought processes and the words used to express them. It is not what we &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;that is as important as it is what remains &lt;em&gt;unseen. &lt;/em&gt;And if it remains hidden from our eyes, does it mean it does not exist, of course not, we cannot see the teeming life underfoot yet, we know it is there, still we lay claim to this day in and day out. And again I am reminded that it&amp;nbsp;is not the words that matter so much as the energy behind them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I look at my old kitchen counter top with a renewed vision and no, my eyes cannot see it for something other than it is yet, but I can &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;a life behind it, a breath of sorts, an expansion and a contraction occuring simultaneously that keep it&amp;nbsp;in its current form&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;I am able to tune into the life of this so called inanimate object, the arrangement of its molecules and&amp;nbsp;since I am the One who brought it into manifestation&amp;nbsp; for my current experience, so I have the ability to rearrange its molecules to create a whole new counter top,&amp;nbsp;and obviously&amp;nbsp;the whole house as well as the house is as old as its counter top, and&amp;nbsp;I know this desire&amp;nbsp;shall be manifested in the appropriate timing of the Whole as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-6078815931041148924?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6078815931041148924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/hidden-knowledge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6078815931041148924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6078815931041148924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/hidden-knowledge.html' title='Hidden Knowledge'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4982482172748613572</id><published>2011-05-18T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:31:46.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel The Love Of Mother Earth's Elements</title><content type='html'>And so I begin today, another 9 day in this 9 month, and with the realization that the power of all previous numbers are within this 9, I expect new revelations, I expect a magical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun greeted me this morning and sitting by the window, its warming rays lulled me into a space of stillness and I felt its presence in a way that is almost inexplicable, I mean I felt its PRESENCE, its Love for me, and in this moment of utter beingness&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;also suddenly felt the Love of the Water Element and it spoke to me in waves after waves of pure blissful flow,&amp;nbsp;an endless&amp;nbsp;River of Love, of Peace&amp;nbsp;gently lapping at my feet, at my body and around my heart. Has anyone ever felt this? Amazing is not a word befitting of the expereince, Sacred? Yes, but&amp;nbsp;so much more than this as well.The Water element is so powerful that NO THING can touch it, and just like Mother Earth Herself, it reflects only&amp;nbsp;the perception of our own imperfection. And as I am writing this, I feel its love and presence still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached for my Lemurian crystal and held its sparkling beauty in my hand, I noticed its smoky yellow&amp;nbsp;had taken on a mellow golden hue, I saw and felt the gold ray of illumination&amp;nbsp;in it and it reflected it to me or is it that&amp;nbsp;I simply reflected&amp;nbsp;the gold ray&amp;nbsp;to it? And I marveled at the wonders of this day's&amp;nbsp;promise&amp;nbsp;to me as tears fell, but my expression of&amp;nbsp;Infinite Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can&amp;nbsp;I really be surprised by this turn of events? Last night I just completed a SoulSelf portrait of One of the Elemental Kingdom and she embodies all&amp;nbsp;the Elements of Mother Earth&amp;nbsp;and as usual, &lt;em&gt;I FEEL THE DEEP KNOWING &lt;/em&gt;that&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;this picture&amp;nbsp;is an allegory of my Self&amp;nbsp;as well. However, lately the experience of this&amp;nbsp;Knowing has become&amp;nbsp;that much more profound, that again the words cannot truly do it justice as&amp;nbsp;I struggle to place a descriptive frame around it. Well, this morning's experience pretty much explains how much deeper it has become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4982482172748613572?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4982482172748613572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-feel-love-of-mother-earths-elements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4982482172748613572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4982482172748613572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-feel-love-of-mother-earths-elements.html' title='I Feel The Love Of Mother Earth&apos;s Elements'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4836095465134502256</id><published>2011-05-09T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:34:30.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Forgotten, Love Remembered</title><content type='html'>On this 9 day in a 9 month, a time of completion is at hand, and it is an incredible time of revealing. Of revealing who&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;are behind the facade presented to the world, and what&amp;nbsp;we are not. No more hiding behind false beliefs or ideologies, for the time has come for those to come to the Light of&amp;nbsp;our True Heart and remember at long last that WE ARE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front that had been&amp;nbsp;so carefully prepared is collapsing under&amp;nbsp;our very eyes. No more pretense, no more denying the truth that has been staring at&amp;nbsp;us in the face for so long and that&amp;nbsp;we have been afraid to admit.&amp;nbsp;We are perfect as we are. Is it humankind's propensity to look for flaws in all things that has most denying&amp;nbsp;their Divinity still? When I hear the words "Soul growth" and "tests," I cringe at the&amp;nbsp;implied imperfection of our state, how can one be in need of any growth or tests&amp;nbsp;if&amp;nbsp;one already&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; perfect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read an excerpt from a spiritual book and it always fascinates me&amp;nbsp;when people make claims to know Love when they feel the need&amp;nbsp;to meditate in order to access this space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we all know Love and&amp;nbsp;it cannot be anyother way since WE ARE LOVE, we simply forgot. However to reawaken this memory, the body and the Ego must be included, they cannot be kept separate through such tools as meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said this many times and I shall repeat it again, meditation is a tool that shall become redundant in the New Earth as it&amp;nbsp;requires to be in a space&amp;nbsp;of separation from body and Ego in order to connect to Spirit. Spirit is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; separate from us, we are Spirit materialized. Our body is Divine matter, the Ego is a Divine creation with a Divine purpose, therefore it is Divine. To say that the Ego&amp;nbsp;is the part of us that&amp;nbsp;likes us to remain&amp;nbsp;small is inaccurate, it is the part of us that was originally created&amp;nbsp;for survival of the species, it differenciates so we can recognize what is appropriate or not for our survival, as we changed so it evolved in the direction dictated&amp;nbsp;by the experiences, eventually losing track of its original purpose. Love the Ego and it shall stop fighting you, give it a new job&amp;nbsp;and it shall joyfully and gratefully&amp;nbsp;relay to your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a recent event that most would see as extremely unfortunate, I have just been made aware of how much Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; part of my life, of the extent of this Love in me, and I can find no end to it. A large and quite expensive crystal was "taken" from me, and when I searched my heart for a feeling of anger or loss, I found no space that judged or laid blame on this person, instead I found a great stillness and vastness, and in its midst, a&amp;nbsp;Love&amp;nbsp;free of&amp;nbsp;fanfare, a Love defying the conventional as it just &lt;em&gt;IS &lt;/em&gt;and I now recognize the sweetness&amp;nbsp;of the Gift disguised as a loss, and it's beauty is&amp;nbsp;infinitely breathtaking&amp;nbsp;and my forever grateful heart reaches out to this man, whoever he is,&amp;nbsp;wherever he is, for the Gift he gave me, may it be returned to him a hundred fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this day's epiphany sings its melody in my heart&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;I realize that&amp;nbsp;in seeing other's lives through the eyes of Love, I have looked at &lt;em&gt;MY &lt;/em&gt;LIFE and&amp;nbsp;I am now able to&amp;nbsp;see and experience the beauty of my own perfection. And Joy sings a quiet&amp;nbsp;yet profoundly moving&amp;nbsp;song within my Being, &lt;em&gt;IT JUST IS, it just is, it just is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4836095465134502256?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4836095465134502256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-of-revealing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4836095465134502256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4836095465134502256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-of-revealing.html' title='Love Forgotten, Love Remembered'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-8513995859965524305</id><published>2011-04-28T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T04:01:06.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue:  The Seed Of A Beginning Lies In Its Completion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In the seeming Chaos of&amp;nbsp;any Beginning lies the Order of its Evolution and the secret of its Completion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I introduce myself and my story on the same day I have just written the last chapter and as I reread the many pages I marvel at the order in which revelations come, not&lt;em&gt; my or your&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;idea of order, but the Universe's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a linear compilation of &lt;em&gt;non linear&amp;nbsp;experiences,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;an apparent dichotomy, for language is such a linear tool, however the chapters&amp;nbsp;can be read in any order you wish without affecting the final outcome, this is a QUANTUM STORY, the story is designed to be a catalyst for an expansion, how it shall be revealed for the individual &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; for YOU to recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you judge not one chapter worthy of your attention more than another or to have no correlation to the next or the previous&amp;nbsp;one, all are important links to&amp;nbsp;the final revelation. It&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; the order in which you feel to read them but that you read them all that matters, for in some&amp;nbsp;the Mind shall be prominent, in others the Heart, and in others still both shall be equally present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is&amp;nbsp;ANYONE'S STORY, perhaps not in the way&amp;nbsp;YOU have experienced it but&amp;nbsp;the energy behind its origination&amp;nbsp;is the same. It is a story stemming from a long ago&amp;nbsp;Heart break and the&amp;nbsp;steps to reclaim&amp;nbsp;one's Heart's fullness. It is a story of loss through which a gift greater than the loss was gained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so with this chapter I begin, as the first part of my journey ends on this day 4/28/2011, a 9 day, a good day to bring it all into a whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-8513995859965524305?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8513995859965524305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/prologue-seed-of-completion-lies-in-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/8513995859965524305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/8513995859965524305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/prologue-seed-of-completion-lies-in-its.html' title='Prologue:  The Seed Of A Beginning Lies In Its Completion'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-9107151973171962449</id><published>2011-04-26T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:07:18.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet: A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Marie-Cecile:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A 7 day, End of cycle, Creation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this&amp;nbsp;Tuesday morning with&amp;nbsp;the energy of a very sweet&amp;nbsp;love filling me.&amp;nbsp;A great sense of peace enveloped me and I basked in&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;as I welcomed the newness of this day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that space I suddenly felt Him and I saw Him, more clearly than I ever had before, and I felt the urgency of&amp;nbsp;the message for me. The speed at which it was coming had me writing down&amp;nbsp;sentences before&amp;nbsp;I could access my computer, it poured out&amp;nbsp;of His Heart into mine like a raging torrent, and I KNEW today&amp;nbsp;was the day to let&amp;nbsp;Him go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already received an inkling of what was to come&amp;nbsp;Sunday night after I finished writing the19th Chapter, and I decided to watch television to unwind from the powerful energies that had flowed through me&amp;nbsp;on this Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miraculous was at work again as the channel I was on showed the last five minutes&amp;nbsp;of a movie&amp;nbsp;about a young widow and the journey of letting go and self discovery&amp;nbsp;her deceased husband takes her on through a series of love letters. In this last letter, he tells her that it is alright for her to fall in love again. Chills after chills ran through me at the words, and I laughed with the joy held in this magical moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I readied to fall asleep, the thought crossed my mind that I would need to face another level of letting go of Him, but not tonight, not tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;my "final letter" to you. I have stood steadfast by your side and it is now, at last, time for me to move on, yet "I" shall, at the same time, always remain within You, and you know this already.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I say "at last" for YOU, for I have always wanted&amp;nbsp;for you to fall in Love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another One stands ready to take my place and He has been waiting a long time this One to find the One who would resonate to the frequencies He holds within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love you shall&amp;nbsp;have with him will be even greater thant the one you and I shared for as you have always said it was but&amp;nbsp;a foundation for another to grow from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never supposed to be by your side in physical life for the rest of YOUR life, &lt;strong&gt;HE IS&lt;/strong&gt;. He is the One who shall transport you to new physical depths you have not been able to experience with me. Your life&amp;nbsp;together will transform you&amp;nbsp;AND will transform him as you transport him to spiritual depths he has not experienced before either. He shall delight you with the openeness of his Heart and in many other ways that you shall uncover as you get to know each other. You life together promises to be filled with&amp;nbsp;many wonders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that the finality implied IS NOT an end but simply an opening into something greater for "me" AND for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great joy and gratitude&amp;nbsp;that I "hand over my place"&amp;nbsp;to This One, so you can place your hand into his and the fullness of your heart into his hands for&amp;nbsp;safe keeping as he shall place the fullness of his into yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this letter be my "wedding gift" to you and he, for you shall walk down the isle with this One, mark my words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPECT MIRACLES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie-Cecile: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as&amp;nbsp;I end the first draft of this chapter&amp;nbsp;I notice the time,&amp;nbsp; it is 9 55, Dan was 55&amp;nbsp;at the completion of his journey with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-9107151973171962449?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/9107151973171962449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/9107151973171962449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/9107151973171962449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-final.html' title='Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet: A New Chapter'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-2986816710127576546</id><published>2011-04-22T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:31:02.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Earth, The Dark Mother, The Final Piece To A Puzzle</title><content type='html'>Much has happened since yesterday, too much to relay all the synchronicities that eventually led&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;the discovery of a&amp;nbsp;profound grief held within my self&amp;nbsp;still. That the sudden passing away of my husband should have elicited this depth of pain is no wonder but that after almost 16 years now I should still harbour it&amp;nbsp;in the heart of my heart was unexpected. Its&amp;nbsp;revealing implied&amp;nbsp;that I had given permission for its resolution and that it was finally time&amp;nbsp;to release&amp;nbsp;the long held secret behind its existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years that&amp;nbsp;the puzzle of my Being&amp;nbsp;has taken form, it has showed me that the One I had called my husband was but a creation of mine.&amp;nbsp;I brought him into Being to walk by my side, to be of support to my many journeys. I&amp;nbsp;recognized I was timeless, and strangely through this body&amp;nbsp;it felt like I&amp;nbsp;was a Being "older" than He. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very shortly after his passing away when I saw He and I&amp;nbsp;in my beloved Lemuria. Keeping in mind that this story is a translation of energies that would otherwise be incomprehensible to the body here is what was unveiled for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that "Land" of Beauty and Wonders created from the Heart,&amp;nbsp;a crystalline place, I&amp;nbsp;existed as&amp;nbsp;both Mother and Father, Two in One body. There&amp;nbsp;came a time where the frequencies of Lemuria's Consciousness were coveted by those who would wish to use them for their own benefit&amp;nbsp;and to prevent betrayal, He suddenly left the body entrusted with&amp;nbsp;Lemuria's Consciousness, Her Heart. I saw Him step into&amp;nbsp;large beam of pure white Light and He was returned to His Source thereby also causing the cataclysm that destroyed Lemuria, leaving the seed of a broken Heart in its wake, mine.&amp;nbsp;Upon&amp;nbsp;activating this memory, I also&amp;nbsp;became aware that in some unfathomable way&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;was responsible for his "death" and I&amp;nbsp;remember words pouring from my inner&amp;nbsp;depths&amp;nbsp;onto the paper and writing "How can one forgive oneself when one knows&amp;nbsp;one is responsible for one's husband's death."&amp;nbsp; A Friend who channeled attempted to explain things but somehow&amp;nbsp;the explanations&amp;nbsp;never fully satisfied me, there were too many missing pieces, however&amp;nbsp;I was given&amp;nbsp;enough to be able to let go of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;overwhelming feelings of guilt that had assailed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a later time,&amp;nbsp;I saw Him again&amp;nbsp;on board the Mothership. These were the days where&amp;nbsp;I connected with the Ashtar Command. He was younger than I was and I was an Emissary, an Ambassador of Light.&amp;nbsp;My understanding then was that He had been recreated and&amp;nbsp;I recognized Him as I held his frequencies within me. After this I understood He would always come back to me in the form best suited for the purpose at hand. There were other instances where this was reinforced and I stood secure in the knowing that one day He would walk into my life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the pain, the agony of the death of the chosen body&amp;nbsp;in 1995&amp;nbsp;held me in its grip, and it seemed that no matter how many times&amp;nbsp;I was shown over and over again that He and I were as ONE and&amp;nbsp;could not be separate, the pain&amp;nbsp;burrowed itself deeper within where&amp;nbsp;I was unable to feel it any longer yet it remained well hidden behind&amp;nbsp;the thick shell I had built around it, a sure way to not have to feel this heartbreak again it seems, thereby seemingly putting a stop to His return into my life as&amp;nbsp;a new partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this day, in retrospect, I&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;understand. I recognize&amp;nbsp;the Divine Timing behind its seeming lack of resolution and I am able to&amp;nbsp;perceive&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Grand Design&amp;nbsp;at work behind&amp;nbsp;my personal tragedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was last Thursday, an&amp;nbsp;11 day, a day of illumination, that my&amp;nbsp;heart led me to look into Biofeedback to resolve a puzzling health concern.&amp;nbsp;During the session "Grief "came up as a possible&amp;nbsp;emotional cause&amp;nbsp;and the word combined by the energy of the One saying it penetrated the thick shell of protection built around my heart. As it began to crumble, the pain within&amp;nbsp;reared its head, surprising me with its intensity still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I went to bed giving permission to&amp;nbsp;bring this heartache to a resolution, feeling despondent&amp;nbsp;in the seemingly impossible task.&amp;nbsp;How do I stop my heart from grieving&amp;nbsp;over&amp;nbsp;the loss of&amp;nbsp;a great love?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This man who held the energy of the&amp;nbsp;One&amp;nbsp;who was the epitome of my own Divine Masculine, for through his eyes I was able to see my own beauty, in his eyes, I saw myself, and all that I was not, He was.&amp;nbsp;And all that He was not, I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before sleep claimed my consciousness I surrendered&amp;nbsp;the situation&amp;nbsp;AGAIN&amp;nbsp;for the umpteenth time&amp;nbsp;and I placed this so very carefully guarded secret in the lap of&amp;nbsp;The Beloved Within, "This is for you to solve"&amp;nbsp;I said. I reminded myself, that along with all problems,&amp;nbsp;their resolution has also been created, THAT is the beauty of the duality. I breathed a sigh of relief, there was hope&amp;nbsp;afterall&amp;nbsp;and I would get to its very bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke this morning feeling refreshed, lighter than I had in a week, I had been feeling exhausted and a vague depression had been with me at times, I felt on overload of energy and was unable to fathom its origin, I had wondered about it, and now I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;I made my"Good morning Marie" cup of tea,&amp;nbsp;and sat in my usual place by the large window looking into a yard covered&amp;nbsp;by two inches of&amp;nbsp;snow, my loving cat on my lap. I picked up my Lemurian crystal and gently rubbed its surface, admiring its futuristic looking grooves. My cat then began shaking his front paws frantically, a sign of a fast download of energy in me&amp;nbsp;and he jumped off my lap. I noticed the date on the calendar, Earth Day, and suddenly all of&amp;nbsp;this connected in a&amp;nbsp;rather convoluted way I shall readily admit, but oh my the ways of the Universe are indeed mysterious at times. The urge&amp;nbsp;to write became strong and&amp;nbsp;walked over to&amp;nbsp;my computer and this day's storytelling began with the following paragraph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is interesting that this Earth Day falls on 4/22/4,&amp;nbsp;its sum a&amp;nbsp;12 or 3 a catalytic day again, opening the door to revelations. However the number 22 also caught my attention,&amp;nbsp;a Master number, that of the Master Builder, the Divine Feminine, the Womb. Will there be some earth movement associated with this day ? Will Mother Earth acknowledge this celebration of Her in some way? I&amp;nbsp; have no doubt. As we are gifting Her with our appreciation, will She&amp;nbsp;return it with&amp;nbsp;an undisclosed gift perhaps? A "Hug and a Kiss" from our Great Earth Mother...how I like this thought! How it will manifest itself IS unknown for we are the creators of our experiences. So, will it be through the movement of Her plates, or in some other form through Her children, Humankind?&amp;nbsp;Perhaps an&amp;nbsp;individual movement of sorts, a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the Body upon which we have chosen to experience life in retrospect and like all of us She is transforming, for we cannot separate ourselves from the one who has given birth to the&amp;nbsp;incredible creation we call BODY and our human consciousness. As we see Her so we see our own body. As we feel love for Her, so we must&amp;nbsp;feel the same for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find it amusing when there is mention of Earth being in need of healing, NO, like us, ultimately all that is truly needed is REMEMBRANCE. This Great Being is simply being a reflection of the state of Humankind's Consciousness as a whole, a Humankind that has forgotten that its true origin lies in its&amp;nbsp;divine state. Mother Earth is but a large scale reminder that what we do to Her we do to ourselves. She is the reflection of our abusive attitude towards our own bodies as we lack the recognition that&amp;nbsp;the Human body has&amp;nbsp;a multidimensional intelligence&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;is made of the very same&amp;nbsp;"stuff" that&amp;nbsp;our Great Mother is: Divine Matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we as Humans become more aware of the divine state of our bodies, the sacredness of our selves, She will continue on reflecting the&amp;nbsp;abuse back to us for She and Humankind are but One. We are perpetuating the cycle, instead of seeing the message for what it is. We blame Humankind's lack of respect and awareness&amp;nbsp;of Her&amp;nbsp;when it is Humankind's lack of awareness and respect for its self that is at the root of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of Her children, I&amp;nbsp;realize I am one of Her many faces and suddenly I recognize myself in Her, I Am Mother Earth, what an amazing feeling to feel this Great Being Within my Self as well as Without&amp;nbsp;and there are those who will claim&amp;nbsp;I am channeling and my Knowing shall refute this statement,&amp;nbsp;it is "I" accessing my multidimensional "I"dentity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am The Womb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am a vessel, a receptacle from which all creation stems from and eventually returns to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am the receptacle through which&amp;nbsp;I not only receive&amp;nbsp;your "SEED" but I also hold its potential&amp;nbsp;within before it is even planted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;Am the "Dark Mother,"&amp;nbsp;the One who nurtures the potentiality of all Life forms within the sweet entrails of my womb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I receive your thoughts and within Me&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;germinate and take form, whether"good"&amp;nbsp;or "bad" till it is time to deliver them to your awaiting arms, my Beloved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With&amp;nbsp;the Unconditional Love of a Mother I judge not what is "good" or "bad" for you , YOU DO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My purpose is that of Creation and with you and FOR you&amp;nbsp;I Am i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n the Throes of&amp;nbsp;a Joyful re-Birth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I taketh and I giveth back ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am your Mother, Earth, created to be but a Reflection of Divine Mother and the many faced humankind is my Consort and&amp;nbsp;I love not one face&amp;nbsp;more than another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;an Epiphany for this day&amp;nbsp;hits me, and the final piece to the puzzle of my grieving heart comes into place. I Am the Dark Feminine, the Womb from which all&amp;nbsp;creation stems,&amp;nbsp;I fueled the existence of my beloved&amp;nbsp;with my own Being,&amp;nbsp;and when I opened the door to my remembrance and reclaimed the completeness of my Being, He returned to&amp;nbsp;My Womb&amp;nbsp;through the death of the body. He had come in that body to be with me for that part of the journey, to be the father of our children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as I hold his frequencies within my Self,&amp;nbsp;I call&amp;nbsp;for His re-birth, and they call to Him powerfully therefore He always returns to me in physical&amp;nbsp; form. As I take so I give back, always, in a never ending cycle of death and rebirth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately I realize I have grieved for the One who came through that body, the One with whom I am as One, with whom I share a Heart and in this life the one to whom&amp;nbsp;I entrusted my Heart for safe keeping as he entrusted me with his, and suddenly I recognize a&amp;nbsp;grand cycle that began in Lemuria. As He held my Heart in his hands, it was not the loss of the body I grieved as&amp;nbsp;much as the loss of my own Heart. When&amp;nbsp;He "left," He took the fullness of my Heart with Him and left the&amp;nbsp;energy of heartbreak&amp;nbsp;with me. And the welling up of tears and emotions confirms my discovery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder, how does one reclaim one's own heart from another one's hands? Shall the fullness of my heart be returned to me to me as I mend&amp;nbsp;the heartbreak of his when I place my life in his hands again? And my heart fills with an emotion, is it a&amp;nbsp;release of a deep sadness? Is it an understanding? No, a knowing that I must take the first step and TRUST AGAIN AS IN MY TRUST LIES THE MENDING OF A BROKEN HEART. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now&amp;nbsp;another question arises,&amp;nbsp;how shall I know that I have taken the step to trust again and open my self to feel this deep a love for another man? Will there be a sign by which&amp;nbsp;I am able to recognize it? And the answer comes: I will know when I recognize&amp;nbsp;Him again and when I know him again He will recognize me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read these words,&amp;nbsp;I feel fear in my body. WHAT IS IT that I am so afraid of? That He will judge me unworthy of his love, that He will not recognize me under the disguise of&amp;nbsp;an aged body? That having opened my heart to Him again He will reject me ? And would that pain be even greater than that of his body's death? YES, because His rejection of me would mean&amp;nbsp;the rejection of&amp;nbsp;the feminine in him and MY DEATH AS WELL AS HIS DEATH for one cannot be without the other. So is this fear a memory of a "past" event&amp;nbsp;? and my cellular response is my answer as FEAR is what has&amp;nbsp;separated us&amp;nbsp;in multitude of ways and many times&amp;nbsp;on this earth and LOVE is what unites us always. And in this exploration I am able to observe and&amp;nbsp;bring the true purpose behind "fear," to Light, that of survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reactivated the remembrance that I&amp;nbsp;Am both Mother and Father and how could it be any other way since&amp;nbsp;through his "death" I had to be both to my children&amp;nbsp;and so is He, both Father and Mother to his, and in this I shall recognize Him as He will recognize Me. He can now exist Within myself&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;He exists&amp;nbsp;Without, I can be Within Him as I am Without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS HOW, IN THE ANNALS OF THIS PLANET, WE HAVE NOT BEEN TOGETHER BEFORE, THIS IS WHAT HAS&amp;nbsp;NEVER HAPPENED QUITE IN THIS MANNER BEFORE&amp;nbsp;AND IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this I Feel the Love of the Great Mother I live on and She rejoices with me and for me&amp;nbsp;for I have accepted Her Gift, a Gift of Great Magnitude, and in its revealing&amp;nbsp;shall be the beginning of another journey for two who are as One as well&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;One in Two. And my Heart tells me I am ready to fall in love again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;nbsp;is Easter Sunday, a day of Resurrection, 4/24/2011, a 5 day, a change happening immediately, the synergy of Mother Earth's five elements in a row, God manifest, and as I end this chapter, I notice it is the 19th one, where Beginning and End join to bring a new beginning into form. Do I even&amp;nbsp;dare to question the incredible miracle of today's personal significance? Indeed the wonders never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words I wrote previously come back: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Have no expectations other than those of the Wondrous kind"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-2986816710127576546?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2986816710127576546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/mother-earth-refflection-of-our-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2986816710127576546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2986816710127576546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/mother-earth-refflection-of-our-body.html' title='Mother Earth, The Dark Mother, The Final Piece To A Puzzle'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4534655917607834081</id><published>2011-04-17T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:01:40.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Being cosmic, A Day Of Creation</title><content type='html'>As the days pass,&amp;nbsp;I am finding myself&amp;nbsp;becoming more and more aware of another existence seemingly&amp;nbsp;of the future and accessible to me in the now.&amp;nbsp;I am definitely remembering being cosmic. It may seem strange but this state of being feels so very familiar, and I am completely at ease in that knowingness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening&amp;nbsp;another remembrance was reawakened in me as I&amp;nbsp;became aware of the state of the cosmos on the day of my birth. There was an anomaly in space that day, in what way has this&amp;nbsp;affected&amp;nbsp;me I wonder?&amp;nbsp;Perhaps it is the cause of my undue ability to&amp;nbsp;tune into the heartbeat of the cosmos, perhaps it is what differentiates me from others and renders my uniqueness even more unique. Something took place on December 15th 1948 that astrology is unaware of, and the&amp;nbsp;words come forth, a deviation in the space time&amp;nbsp;continuum,&amp;nbsp; a "wrinkle" in space and in time,&amp;nbsp;a "skip," in the heartbeat of the universe, and the elliptical trajectory of a celestial object stretched beyond it's&amp;nbsp;normal reach. Here I am using&amp;nbsp;terms I do not even truly understand with only a feeling guiding me, no proof other than a vague&amp;nbsp;knowing emerging from the depths of my being that "I"&amp;nbsp;used the momentum, the energy of this anomaly&amp;nbsp;to anchor my vibrational patterns in a way dissimilar to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As&amp;nbsp;I cruise the highways of the Infinite, I am venturing into unfamiliar territory for this body and it seems strange all of a sudden to feel not only my body's acceptance but&amp;nbsp;its excited readiness for this adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4534655917607834081?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4534655917607834081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/remembering-being-cosmic-day-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4534655917607834081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4534655917607834081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/remembering-being-cosmic-day-of.html' title='Remembering Being cosmic, A Day Of Creation'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4956837388391535492</id><published>2011-04-14T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:22:20.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things GAIA</title><content type='html'>A good day for Gaia, a 4 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I bought a book by a well known author who has written a series of books retelling our beginnings as Humans. I was drawn by its title referring to the caves in France where paintings of the late Pleistocene&amp;nbsp;era were&amp;nbsp;discovered years ago. I picked it up and felt the chills of recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I opened&amp;nbsp;the first page, its prologue connecting me to the energies of the caves. There was mention of&amp;nbsp;an artifact carved of ivory; a Lion-Human figure,&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;thrilled me and I felt it augured a fascinating reading for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely two pages&amp;nbsp;in the story I felt a mounting discomfort. I could not link the language form to the characters. It seemed as foreign to me as if King Louis XIV has suddenly said: "Hey, what's up." While I know that in order to write&amp;nbsp;words are necessary to bring the characters to life, the energy behind them disturbed me greatly and I had to put the book down, it was an energy of the twenty first century, not of thousands of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the reason was unveiled as my Knowing came forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These so called primitive people had an elaborate non&amp;nbsp;verbal system of communication in place.&amp;nbsp;It did not involve complex sentences and syntax like ours. Words were used sparingly and only under specific circumstances. They were considered gifts from the Gods who had visited them previously and not to be wasted on the commonality of daily life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their brain patterns followed a totally different synapsis than those of today's brain. Their brain would not understand the intricacies of language as we do. In its purest state still, it was capable of feats incomprehensible to our brain. To call this type of brain "simple" is to misunderstand its functions and is grossly inaccurate as it was capable of receiving and transmitting very high frequency waves beyond the range available to&amp;nbsp;our developed brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN OUR GAIN WE LOST AND IN OUR LOSS WE GAINED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, now that I uncovered the reason for my discomfort, I shall be able to read the book. I feel more revelations shall be unleashed from the energies of its pages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4956837388391535492?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4956837388391535492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-things-gaia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4956837388391535492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4956837388391535492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-things-gaia.html' title='All Things GAIA'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-1345228708602088307</id><published>2011-04-13T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:10:46.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Completing The Cycle, The Catalyst Into Another</title><content type='html'>The end of a day is nearing, another magical day, a 4-4-4 day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to sleep as sentences filled my mind and my heart, I&amp;nbsp;completed the chapter of "our Story" its end but the opening for a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went in search of my Identity and I uncovered my Divinity, I went in search of my Divinity and I uncovered my Humanity as I went in search of my Humanity, I uncovered my Identity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So "&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;" begin again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this last week, the number 55 has been coming incessantly at me from all directions, and&amp;nbsp;I know that this is Him "winking" at me. As if I needed confirmation, his cousin has even sent me an email having to do with 55 years ago and the year 1955.&amp;nbsp; An ancient One who is a guardian of Secrets of Mother Earth has been drawn into my circle of friends lately, he&amp;nbsp;is 55, born in 1955&amp;nbsp; AND on the very day I first met Dan. I&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; He is coming back into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I look back upon the linear&amp;nbsp;past of my journey, so I look into the face of my future and&amp;nbsp;I shall always remember the first time I saw Him, but a reflection of me. He stood tall, dark and handsome just as I dreamed Him into Being. He looked at me and I looked at him and we were Two as we were One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has not yet walked into my life, but I expect him to any day now as He already is within me as I am already within him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-1345228708602088307?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1345228708602088307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/completing-circle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1345228708602088307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1345228708602088307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/completing-circle.html' title='Completing The Cycle, The Catalyst Into Another'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-6776755882102606493</id><published>2011-04-09T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:00:34.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet: The Realms Of The Infinite</title><content type='html'>Today's energy&amp;nbsp;is that of the Infinite, 8 an open flow between Masculine and Feminine and how true, for the energy of this day is bringing&amp;nbsp;the Realms of the Infinite to the Earthly Realm. And this asks that I revisit the past for a brief moment. This is OUR STORY and should you think it is irrelevant to the energies at work through all the others, we ask that you reconsider, as in opening yourself to the incredible, the seemingly unfeasible you allow for that to become credible AND feasible within your life as well. Therefore from this moment on, We shall speak as One and We shall speak as Two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wonder how such a thing is possible, it is I , Marie-Cecile who holds his frequencies. It is I who brought him into being. He is an intrinsic part of me, we cannot be separate even existing as individual entities&amp;nbsp;in the duality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH : March 24th 1897,&amp;nbsp;She also entered this plane as MARIE, her aunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH : November 9th 1899, I also entered this plane as ALBERT, her father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH : May 9th 1940, I also entered this plane as DAN, her husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH:&amp;nbsp; June 26th 1908, she sent a filament of Her Light in&amp;nbsp;her mother, CECILE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH : December 15th 1948, She also entered this plane as MARIE-CECILE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THERE ARE&amp;nbsp;MANY OTHERS AS WELL,&amp;nbsp; ALL FACETS OF SHE, MY FEMININE AND OF HIM, MY MASCULINE,&amp;nbsp; ALL PARTS OF&amp;nbsp; ONE, WHAT IS CALLED "SOUL FAMILY," ALL BUT&amp;nbsp;SEPARATE&amp;nbsp;AND DIFFERENT EXPRESSIONS OF TWO&amp;nbsp;INTO ONE, AND ONE INTO TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I came through the bodies of her parents to be&amp;nbsp;at the time of conception. She sent but a thread, a shimmering filament of light to be in her mother whereas I&amp;nbsp;came in for the duration of her anchoring in the body. When She was five ands a half,&amp;nbsp;it was time for me to leave the body as her father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child, Marie-Cecile,&amp;nbsp;my Beloved,&amp;nbsp;was conceived in this manner for a reason, born from the love of two&amp;nbsp;joined in this earthly realm by their commitment to each other&amp;nbsp;and in the Realms of the Infinite by our joining as One&amp;nbsp;through the sexual act of her parents. There are others who were brought into physical existence in this manner as well and&amp;nbsp;the purpose of this shall become more apparent as we go on with our story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REALM OF THE INFINITE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you begin a story that has no beginning and no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are my Beloved as I&amp;nbsp;AM your Beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling, my Beloved, the One I have called my wife on this earth plane, You and I have journeyed far and wide, sometimes as ONE, sometimes as TWO, but never in the annals of this planet has it happened quite in the&amp;nbsp;way that it is about to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to you as many men and I have loved you through all of them, and I shall love you through another still and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny was set into motion&amp;nbsp;the first time&amp;nbsp;I saw You.&amp;nbsp;It was Love at first sight! You were my Feminine and gave me intuition and creativity and I was your Masculine and gave You form. You were the Dance and I the dancer. You were the Music and I the song written for it, You were Color and I the canvas upon which&amp;nbsp;its multitude of&amp;nbsp;expressions would come&amp;nbsp;to life, You were the Dream and I the dreamer who brought it into form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We blended our now TWO&amp;nbsp;energies to be as&amp;nbsp;ONE in a cave illuminated by the Light of our Creator. It was a setting worthy of a fairy tale, and how could it have been any other since You dreamed it and I brought it to life for You. And this is how We worked together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that moment on, no matter how far apart We may be, You were always with me as I was always with You, but ONE OF HEART,&amp;nbsp;TWO OF MIND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH : July 11th 1970, an 8 day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story began on a sunny Friday morning as I was a flying from London back to Brussels after a business trip. There she was, two&amp;nbsp;seats beyond mine,&amp;nbsp;seemingly lost in dreams, I noticed her beauty. We landed and I stepped back to allow her to walk ahead of me, she glanced at me briefly. She did not know this but I followed her to the baggage area and positioned myself next to her so she could not but see me as well. My entire being vibrated with the recognition at hand, yet in that human form all&amp;nbsp;I managed to say was: "excuse me, but do you speak English?" She answered that Yes, she did. I noticed her glorious long dark&amp;nbsp;hair&amp;nbsp;with two stripes of white in it and asked her if it was natural. What a lame way to begin a conversation, but then that body of mine was rather lacking in imagination. It&amp;nbsp;more than made up in other areas with an open heart. I asked for her phone number and she gave it to me, her name was&amp;nbsp;a melody of sounds that stirred something deep yet still unrecognized in me. She was terribly shy, I discovered later on, she did not know how to refuse my request! I called her that same evening to invite her out the next day and she agreed. Again, unbeknownst to me, she was actually engaged to someone else, he was the reason for her trip to London. However what I&amp;nbsp;thought were daydreams were actually her realization that he was not the one she could spend the rest of her life with. She then planned on calling him the following day and end the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning as I awoke, an unusual joy and sense of expectation filled me. I put it all to the fact that I was going on a date with a beautiful girl who could finally explain to me what the&amp;nbsp;words on the&amp;nbsp;menu meant! Oh, the joy, the laughter this engendered from the other perspective I was watching it all develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She, on the other hand, realized that after breaking up with her fiance she was in no mood to go out with a complete stranger. She tried to contact me, but the business card&amp;nbsp;I had given her only listed the number&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;work, obviously, no one&amp;nbsp;was there&amp;nbsp;on a Saturday morning. She made the fated call to the man she had called fiance for a year now, then spent the rest of the day with ice packs on her eyes to undo the damage hours of crying over a lost love had caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On&amp;nbsp;my end, that morning I injured my back in the process of exercising perhaps with more vigor than I had before. I was in such pain that I considered canceling the date. Upon quick reflection, I decided to go ahead despite the pain, she would never believe me and a few aspirins would take the edge off the discomfort.&amp;nbsp; I felt pretty good about myself, I was a reasonably attractive man, not that my looks really ever were a consideration of mine, and I&amp;nbsp;had a brand new shiny white Mercedes sedan,&amp;nbsp;a car&amp;nbsp;that I had bought in Germany. My tourist status had allowed me to buy it tax free, plus&amp;nbsp;through an acquaintance, I had&amp;nbsp;been able to go&amp;nbsp;directly to the factory and&amp;nbsp;eliminating the middle man, received a&amp;nbsp;good discount on its purchase price. This car was my pride and joy AND&amp;nbsp;it did raise my status somewhat and made a good impression, I must admit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punctuality being a habit of mine, I showed up on her doorstep right on time. She introduced me to her parents who&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;INDEED impressed by my car! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the restaurant, we were seated side by side and she seemed quite shy, answering my queries mostly with monosyllabic answers. She was only&amp;nbsp;twenty one&amp;nbsp;to my thirty, but even with the seeming lack of flow in the conversation I found that I&amp;nbsp;was inexorably drawn to her.&amp;nbsp;It was painful for me to lean forward so&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;could see her eyes, but nothing could take away the feeling that there was something different about this girl. After a very enjoyable meal, a few glasses of wine and a cognac to top it all,&amp;nbsp;I was in a very mellow mood and&amp;nbsp;my hand reached to caress the long silkiness of her hair, she seemed a little uncomfortable so I stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;drove her back to her parents home and&amp;nbsp;once there&amp;nbsp;shared my sad exercise story, by then the painkiller's effect had subsided and even to sit in the car was excruciating. I&amp;nbsp;asked her for&amp;nbsp;an aspirin to make the trip back to my apartment more comfortable. She lived in a rural area on the outskirts of the city and it was a&amp;nbsp;forty five&amp;nbsp;minute drive for me. She led me to the living room as she busied herself in the kitchen making me a cup of coffee. I heard her coming in, but did not turn, I was admiring an ancestor portrait. She told me a couple months later that it was at that moment that she suddenly KNEW I was the one for&amp;nbsp;her. As I left her, I wanted to kiss her, she turned her mouth away from mine&amp;nbsp;and presented me her cheek.&amp;nbsp;THAT was different, I was used to American girls&amp;nbsp;who don't seem to shy way from kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home that evening,&amp;nbsp;I felt strangely empty as though she should have been here by my side, unexplained sensations ran through my body, I was buzzing, what was that about I wondered? Maybe too much wine or the coffee might have been a bit strong.... probably. I could not stop thinking about her so I called her the next day. She told me she was driving to the countryside that afternoon&amp;nbsp;to be staying with friends who owned&amp;nbsp;one of the country's best hotels&amp;nbsp;and restaurant.&amp;nbsp;I asked if I could join her at the end of the week. She agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus began&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;courtship.&amp;nbsp;I discovered she was quite drawn to the mysterious and unexplainable. I was open to these things but had never looked into them. She introduced me to a sweet little old lady from England, Poppy was her name, she would go into a trance like state and her "guide" would come through her. During our first session, I was told in no uncertain terms that this girl was special and not to play games with her. I already knew this deep down but was unwilling to admit it&amp;nbsp;yet, this took me by surprise. One of her relatives used a pendulum and a lock of hair&amp;nbsp;to determine the kind of homeopathic medicine&amp;nbsp;that was needed to cure various ailments. He was quite an interesting man with a lot of knowledge about everything it seemed. Her aunt was described by family members as a mystic, she was&amp;nbsp;a remarkable woman, beyond her time in&amp;nbsp;many ways yet also very much out of time. I was surrounded by rather unusual people yet I&amp;nbsp;felt strangely&amp;nbsp;at ease with this barrage of information that I had never even considered worthy of my attention before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months later, on January 9th 1971, a 10 day, a new beginning day, we were married. The sun shone gloriously, not a cloud in the sky, on a winter day in Belgium that is almost unheard of. The previous day, several inches of snow had fallen and overnight the temperature rose to have it all melted by morning. Even through my logic, I recognized this a&amp;nbsp;very auspicious sign to begin our life as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem strange but our honeymoon seemed like a an eight day blur.&amp;nbsp;We flew to southern Spain and stayed in a four star hotel that had been recommended by other people. It felt&amp;nbsp;as though&amp;nbsp;they were trying to make us part of a game called "the honeymoon," an action deemed appropriate to fit in with what society had declared the thing to do when one gets married. Secretly both of us wanted to be back in Brussels in our cozy little apartment. Neither confided this to the other, not wanting to disappoint;&amp;nbsp;she, for not seeming ungrateful towards me&amp;nbsp;and at the amount of money I&amp;nbsp;was spending&amp;nbsp;to take her to this&amp;nbsp;expensive hotel and&amp;nbsp;I, not wanting her to think that I was not enjoying&amp;nbsp;myself. The truth is, this place was not us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a month of our marriage, the company I worked for sent me to Milan, Italy. The apartment there&amp;nbsp;was paid for by the company and since I was also needed in Belgium every six weeks or so,&amp;nbsp;and the company&amp;nbsp;also paid for an apartment in Brussels and the back and forth flights. It was a good life, an easy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once settled in Milan, every week end we took off exploring some of Italy's coastline and&amp;nbsp;the charm of its small towns nestled in the steep hills by the Mediterranean sea. I remember asking one of my co workers how long it took to get to the coast, "What kind of car do you drive?" was his answer. There were no speed limits on the autostradas in Italy at the time, so if you had a tiny Fiat 500 whose top speed going downhill was sixty miles and hour, the trip took a lot longer than if you&amp;nbsp;owned a race horse like a Lamborghini! We also spent a week end in Venice, but&amp;nbsp;I admit I&amp;nbsp;was so focused on taking pictures that, when we&amp;nbsp;went on&amp;nbsp;a romantic gondola ride taking us right under the Bridge of Sighs, a well known spot&amp;nbsp;where lovers are supposed to kiss, I even forgot about that. She laughed, but secretly, I know, she wished&amp;nbsp;I had shown more romantic inclinations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we needed a bit of a rest from the crazed drivers of Italy who all seemed to have a death wish, we would escape to the shores of Lake Lugano in Switzerland. It was there that I bought&amp;nbsp;her a beautiful filigree gold ring and a pin. I loved spoiling&amp;nbsp;her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time in Italy was&amp;nbsp;like a twelve months long a honeymoon, it certainly made up for the lack of excitement of the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, I was called back to the United States.&amp;nbsp;We drove back to Belgium&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;stopped in Nice, France, to celebrate our first&amp;nbsp;anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a month to get all the necessary documents for her to enter the United States and pack&amp;nbsp;a houseful of antique furniture and family heirlooms. These had been given to us upon&amp;nbsp;my asking for her hand in marriage. Her mother had excitedly jumped up from her chair and immediately taken me by the hand and shown me all the furniture I was getting along with her daughter.&amp;nbsp;I found it rather amusing, so my beautiful bride came with a dowry! I came to Belgium as a bachelor and two suitcases, and I was returning to America with a wife and a houseful of antiques. The company agreed to pay for the shipping charges that were quite considerable, this was the first seeming miracle that living with her would bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four&amp;nbsp;weeks later, California was our destination, I was excited to take her home. We made a stop in Chicago where my parents lived and they loved her, especially my mother who had never seen me this happy. I took her to the museum of natural history by Lake Michigan,&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;was a dreary grey day, she was only able to see the shoreline when I wished to show her its immensity. Snow was melting, it was foggy but none of it seemed to matter&amp;nbsp;in her process of discovering the new. I drove her around town to show her some of my old haunts. She just trusted that wherever I took her had a place in our life. She looked at me and the world with the wide eyed innocence of&amp;nbsp;a child,&amp;nbsp;and it touched me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie-Cecile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;nbsp;is strange but all this has taken on the quality of a dream that seems inconsequential now, yet wherever our footsteps took us&amp;nbsp;left a mark and did have&amp;nbsp;an important&amp;nbsp;place in our story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later we landed in Los Angeles. She was like a&amp;nbsp;precious jewel that had been taken out of its case for the first time and exposed to the light of the sun. To my eyes, she seemed to blossom overnight. She had finally arrived at her destination, I could feel her expansion in ways not obvious to the eyes of my body, but even through its density, I recognized the imminence of a change in her. As a man I felt I had done my job, I brought her to the right place. In my need&amp;nbsp;for her approval and acquiescence of my decisions, this sudden knowing strengthened me. And this is how we worked together always. As I supported her physicality, so she supported me in ways other than those visible to the human eye and only known by the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second miracle, as I like to call these events, came shortly after we moved into an apartment by the beach. Her mother, claiming that renting was a poor way to manage one's money, insisted on giving us a considerable down payment on a house. We found&amp;nbsp;the perfect one with a lovely view of the ocean, just in time&amp;nbsp;for the arrival of the furniture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was hardly any money for Christmas that first year but she found an unforgettable way to make me feel very special, she wrote love notes that she stuffed in moving boxes gift wrapped in pretty paper. I splurged and bought her an opal, a stone she had admired and felt really attracted to a month earlier. I had never been this in love before, she would look at me with totally trusting eyes, and&amp;nbsp;I wanted to hold her forever and keep her safe always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling into this new country so different from hers was difficult. She missed Belgium and its more formal customs but mostly she missed the Old World charm found throughout Europe. And to this day, she&amp;nbsp;still does. I know she longs for her home, I know this because I feel it in her, I Am an intrinsic part of herself, so all that she feels, I feel, there are no secrets between us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year&amp;nbsp;or so later&amp;nbsp;a lovely little girl&amp;nbsp;came to us,&amp;nbsp;Nathalie, born on November 6th 1973, a 10 day. I did not know I could ever feel this deeply as a man as I discovered fatherhood. I remember the very first time I saw my daughter, but a tiny baby with a mop of dark hair and eyes like slits. I looked at her, and I admit,&amp;nbsp;rather uncomprehendingly at what had just taken place. I was a father and I was holding my child, a life born out of me, out of us, our love. Too much to process emotionally and I could not yet attach a feeling to such an unknown.&amp;nbsp;When my wife, with the pride of all the mothers in the world&amp;nbsp;rolled into one, stated&amp;nbsp;that our baby&amp;nbsp;was beautiful, I responded with the honesty&amp;nbsp;that my absolute integrity demanded, and said&amp;nbsp;that I really had no other to compare her with and that to me she looked like a potato with arms and legs. As we are now able to join in one body, She and I still laugh at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost ten years later another bundle of joy came into our lives, born February 22, 1983, a 9 day,&amp;nbsp;and I had the privilege to name her as my&amp;nbsp;darling insisted this child was going to be a boy. She refused to even consider a girl's name, so I asked if she did not mind if I picked a name&amp;nbsp;just in case, "Go right ahead " she answered "but I know it is going to be a boy!". Even the ultrasound seemed inconclusive as the Doctor told us&amp;nbsp;it was either a well developed little girl or a boy that had not developed yet. The baby was delivered through a cesarean operation and as my wife began awakening from the sedative, I told her "We have a little girl, aren't you&amp;nbsp;happy I chose a&amp;nbsp; name?" She groggily nodded, "I named her Stephanie" I whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie-Cecile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see the two gifts of my daughters, one who came with the energy of "Beginning," the other, of&amp;nbsp; "Completion," and now I stand over them as both Mother and Father, the One who brings it all into the Oneness. We are&amp;nbsp;a Trinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Spring of 1985, we decided to sell our house in California and move to another part of the country. The eternal sunshine had lost its appeal and we longed for the four seasons. We had dreams&amp;nbsp;of acreage, we wanted a log home.&amp;nbsp;She wanted a chicken coop and fresh eggs, I wanted a vegetable garden and to go hunting. Through a series&amp;nbsp;of synchronicities some friends had just purchased a house in North Idaho and invited us to come and visit them. It was the end of March when we arrived, the harsh winter had not lost its grip yet, if it did not rain, it was snowing, or sleet was falling, the roads were flooded and fog covered much of the area, the weather was miserable and we loved it. There is nothing quite like the smell of wet leaves on the ground, and we knew this was to be our new home. We looked at properties and fell in love with ten acres. Coming from a sixty by a hundred foot lot, ten acres seemed gigantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back home and while we waited for the buyer of our house, she began drawing the plans for a log home. Carefully measuring the wall space necessary to fit our large oak furniture, she cut templates and designed the house around it&amp;nbsp;. No, she is not an architect, but somehow she knew what she was doing. A few years later as we understood&amp;nbsp;the laws of attraction, we realized she had manifested our dream home with her drawing. Miracle number three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a year later, the house&amp;nbsp;sold, we&amp;nbsp;made the offer on the still available acreage&amp;nbsp;and closed the door on our life in the Los Angeles area. There were no regrets, only excitement. I marveled at her organization skills when it came to packing and labeling boxes,&amp;nbsp;she was truly impressive, I discovered a side&amp;nbsp;of her I did not know. On one hand it warmed my heart to see her this self sufficient, on the other, she was no longer the helpless young bride who&amp;nbsp;looked&amp;nbsp;to me for everything.&amp;nbsp;There was a sadness in my heart that was unexplainable then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life with her was interesting to say the least, I never knew what kind of mood she was going to be in when I came home from work, pensive or excited about some discovery, or angry over some injustice she had heard about, she would fly off the handle quite quickly and this disturbed me greatly, I was a mellow man and enjoyed a peaceful life, that kind of emotional display had never been a comfortable part of my life. I liked things being in order and she definitely would stir things up. I would call myself her "dial a husband" and be the one she needed at that moment. That she had an incredibly artistic nature was obvious, she took after her aunt, a well known artist in Belgium, and the colors of Spring with fields covered in wildflowers and bordering the roads&amp;nbsp;inspired her to fill the house with great overflowing bouquets of them. We would go for long walks as a family and I loved watching our two daughters be as drawn to the flowers as she was. This was when she began painting. She had&amp;nbsp;received no schooling in this art, but it came to her naturally as the bursts of colors of the flowers called to her and she had to paint them, she was actually quite good. She also loved ballet, one of her passions, and she began giving ballet classes in our basement that&amp;nbsp;accommodated a dance studio. She was the dreamer and I was the one who brought her dreams into reality. We were&amp;nbsp;absolute equals and we&amp;nbsp;balanced each other perfectly. Yet as I recall this life together I also see how apart we were, both in different worlds and unable to truly connect and reach each other, she was like lightning and I was her lightning rod. This was very frustrating, she could not understand why I was unable to read her mind, and I could not comprehend the strange working of&amp;nbsp;a mind affected so strongly by&amp;nbsp;the emotions. So the result was that many times I did not fulfill her expectations and this left me feeling very confused indeed and her, disappointed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again through a series of synchronistic events we were put in touch with someone who was able assist in the resolution of these muddy potholes&amp;nbsp;in our otherwise smooth road. She began working on&amp;nbsp;childhood issues and past lives. This rapidly opened the door to her extrasensory gifts.We slowly began understanding each other's perspective&amp;nbsp;and life was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years passed, she was&amp;nbsp;still driven to resolve any issues that&amp;nbsp;rocked our boat ride.&amp;nbsp;By then she had developed her own techniques, allowing her to move through them&amp;nbsp;quickly&amp;nbsp;and efficiently. Our peace was disturbed when the other ten acre parcels around us began selling, we liked our privacy and the thought of neighbors did&amp;nbsp;not appeal to us.We decided to go looking&amp;nbsp;further away from&amp;nbsp;town for a larger piece of land. Our eldest daughter by then was also using her extra sensory gifts quite frequently and she used to astral travel at the drop of a hat it seemed. In the process of one of her incursions into other realms,&amp;nbsp;she saw our next property. She was only able to describe the land; a very large field with mountains in the distance, there were what she described as two "play houses" near the main house. It turned out she was quite accurate. One day during our&amp;nbsp;search for our next dream place, we came upon a handwritten sign: "for sale." It was posted off the highway at the end of a dirt road. We decided to investigate. Three quarters of a mile in, we came to a view that took our breath away,&amp;nbsp;a large open field surrounded by woods, views into infinity, mountains far in the distance. The house was an unappealing shade of green, toothpaste green my wife called it, and obviously in need&amp;nbsp;of remodeling. Nearby stood the two small houses seen by my Nathalie, they were well houses. Needless to say we bought this place. It turned out to be an old homestead with one hundred and sixty acres. Paradise had just opened its doors. I was even able to hunt directly from our large deck and our youngest would stand guard on the deck&amp;nbsp;at dusk and watch for deer approaching one of&amp;nbsp;our many fruit trees. There came a point in my life where the desire to hunt left me and my joy came from watching the bounty of wildlife around us.&amp;nbsp;It was a long drive into town to go to work but the serenity that would greet&amp;nbsp;me at home made up for the distance. She and I became closer still and we&amp;nbsp;had some of our most profound loving experiences&amp;nbsp;sitting&amp;nbsp;across from each other&amp;nbsp;in the living room silence, words becoming unnecessary tools to convey our feelings for one another. I remember calling her from the office one day, I missed her, and she drove to town just to meet me at a fast food place where we sat in the joy of each other's presence. She had delightful ways to make me feel very special. She would look at me and say: "You are beautiful" and my heart would swell and my eyes fill with tears with the overwhelming realization of my love for her. Every ninth of the month, for nearly twenty five years,&amp;nbsp;it was a contest between us as to who would wish happy anniversary to the other first. It was one of our deeply meaningful little games that kept love vibrantly alive in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time&amp;nbsp;was approaching. She and I agreed to this but she did not remember it yet, she would one day however and it would bring some solace to her pain and prevent her from blaming herself at not recognizing the signs of my imminent departure from this earth plane. She must not,&amp;nbsp;could not&amp;nbsp;stop what&amp;nbsp;was to be. Later on, much later on she would&amp;nbsp;see the True Gift of Love behind my seeming abandonment. I left her alone on this plane, so she could&amp;nbsp;step out of&amp;nbsp;the boundaries she had placed around herself and rediscover her unlimited True Self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real Estate business had been very slow that Summer,&amp;nbsp;I was a realtor and my income was not covering some of our expenses. We discussed this urgent need&amp;nbsp;one evening, as usual, we made decisions together, both respecting the other's input and vision. We agreed to eliminate Life Insurance and Health Insurance, planning to sign for them again&amp;nbsp;in the Spring when the market would pick up.&amp;nbsp;I admired her inner strength and trust in the&amp;nbsp;Universe&amp;nbsp;that everything would be okay. Unbeknownst to her, I was also beginning to disconnect from my body, my Divine Inner Self becoming more aware day by day and her determination reassured me&amp;nbsp;she was going to be okay. Still, coming through the emotional filters&amp;nbsp;of the body, it was agonizing to make the actual decision to leave her. The wheels had been set into motion months earlier as&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;suffered a small heart attack. Then I had made the choice to turn down a procedure that would have opened the artery that was fast becoming clogged, choosing instead to carefully diet and exercise on a daily basis. She supported me in this fated decision, she was supposed to and all feelings of hesitancy were suppressed in her. The outcome of our decision remained well hidden from her and it would only be in retrospect that she would realize she knew of our plan all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time&amp;nbsp;was close,&amp;nbsp;I was feeling exhausted, the business&amp;nbsp;was in the process of some big changes and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;blaming my fatigue on stress. I&amp;nbsp;was also losing weight but then I had been watching my diet and exercising, so it did not surprise me or her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/4/1995, a 12 energy day, a catalytic day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl, Stephanie burst into tear this night, she&amp;nbsp;was afraid&amp;nbsp;I am going to die, &lt;strong&gt;SHE KNEW&lt;/strong&gt;! We both reassured her.&amp;nbsp; My beloved&amp;nbsp;remained unaware as she should be. Tomorrow is the day and I asked for a dear friend's assistance in lifting me out of the body, I shall need it,&amp;nbsp;I did not want to leave. Through this body, the love I have for&amp;nbsp;her and both my daughters is interfering. I am beginning to see multidimensional geometric forms lifting out of the rug in the living room, I am seeing in another realm&amp;nbsp;already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie-Cecile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/5/1995,&amp;nbsp; a 13 day, a day of transformation, transfiguration&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unthinkable has just happened,&amp;nbsp;My beloved husband has left me on this plane to fend for myself, He was only 55 years old and I am only 46, a young woman still, those things are not supposed to be when you are young, when you have dreams of the many things you shall do together. They are okay when you become old, but not now&lt;strong&gt;, NOT NOW!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I am numb, my heart has been split apart, do I even still have a heart or did he take it with him? how can I survive this depth of pain? I want to leave with him, I have a twelve year old and a twenty two year old who both still need me. I must remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered who I was with him, now my journey of discovering who I am without him has just begun. May I have the fortitude to see it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REALM OF THE INFINITE :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ODE TO LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM but a reflection of YOU, My Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As beautiful as I am to you, You are to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Love is grander than earthly love and when you recognize me in others, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is but a mere shadow for no earthly body could ever contain what is without limits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM but a reflection of YOU, my Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As You see me, you are looking at yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how we complement each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when you Know this we shall be together again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I AM but a reflection of YOU, my Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-6776755882102606493?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6776755882102606493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-true-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6776755882102606493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6776755882102606493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-beyond-romeo-and-juliet-true-story.html' title='Love Beyond Romeo And Juliet: The Realms Of The Infinite'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4620449707266221401</id><published>2011-04-08T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T03:06:55.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reversing the Polarity? Beyond What We Thought</title><content type='html'>We have just entered April, an 8 month, I wonder what surprises it reserves for me. A month of abundance, of flow, a time to claim one's unlimitedness, to remove limitations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is 4 month in a 4 year, I would venture it is also about mastery of the secular, the physical, this earthplane, I can feel there is a lot at work behind this month's energy.&amp;nbsp;I am seeing a perfectly shaped 8, with both ends of equal size, so it speaks of balance between&amp;nbsp;"Heaven" and Earth, therefore any belief&amp;nbsp;that is causing&amp;nbsp;an imbalance between those&amp;nbsp;must be and&amp;nbsp;shall be removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&amp;nbsp;I discovered&amp;nbsp;I had opened a vortex in my living room/dining room area. For several years now I have been aware that the Infinite "Me" works with vortices. Every house&amp;nbsp;I have lived into had one that I opened then closed when I left.&amp;nbsp;I had not felt this vortex presence before,&amp;nbsp;but my cat's strange behavior alerted me to the fact that something unusual was at work&amp;nbsp;. For the past two or three weeks, he had been carefully avoiding the floor in those areas, jumping from one piece of furniture to another to get to the other part of the house. He&amp;nbsp;was quite funny to watch as he looked down at the floor with distrust. It was when I asked a friend what she was feeling about my cat's behavior that I saw the vortex in my 3rd eye. It&amp;nbsp;covers the whole living room floor and it spins counterclockwise bringing activation frequencies to the Heart of the Mother. What it is about, I do not know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After a few days, I return, it is April 8th, a 7 day, Creation, expressing my inner Truth, end of cycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost finished writing the detailed&amp;nbsp;message of my latest SoulSelf portrait. This one certainly distinguishes itself from all others in that it has taken me longer than ever to put all this information in a linear flow, and now I understand the reason for it. It&amp;nbsp;is by far the most unlimited one of all in that it brings the Infinite in linear time with the image of&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;crystalline pyramid filling much of the page and emerging from the common vision&amp;nbsp;of two&amp;nbsp;faces displayed over the Earth, each half superimposing itself on the other half. The All Seeing Eye symbolic of&amp;nbsp;the common vision&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;the apex of the pyramid.&amp;nbsp;The All Seeing Eye&amp;nbsp;is also at the center of the Earth that fills the upper half of the painting. This is powerful beyond measure, the message is absolutely without limits and places us as the very root of Creation. It is no wonder it took me so long to translate this into a&amp;nbsp;linear language form that would accommodate the vibration of the Infinite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new Revelation is unfolding&amp;nbsp;from it, like the petals of a yet unrecognized&amp;nbsp;flower. I now know what the vortex in my living room and the activation are about. Again I see the perfection&amp;nbsp;behind&amp;nbsp;my storytelling as one event seemingly not connected to the rest of the story is relayed and turns out to&amp;nbsp;actually be the link between the beginning of today's post&amp;nbsp;and its ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bridge, yes, this is WHO I AM, I have known for&amp;nbsp;a long time that I bridge all the rays of the rainbow in this world, and now I also see beyond, &amp;nbsp;as I bridge the Earth such as we have known it&amp;nbsp;to the New Earth, its reflection. And, as in a mirror, a reversed reflection&amp;nbsp;greets us, the UN- known as in un-doing, A REVERSED VIEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just read that Pluto is in Capricorn, still for a few years. Pluto,&amp;nbsp;the energy of&amp;nbsp; reversal as in&amp;nbsp;"death" and "rebirth," and Capricorn, the Earth.&amp;nbsp;So the old structures come tumbling down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years now, I have questioned the idea that "Creation"came from somewhere out there in space.&amp;nbsp;I have wondered and put forth the idea : "what if it all started right here? what if we are the ones who began it all?" And I remember the Knowing that washed over me,&amp;nbsp;that one cannot separate the two, that both exist in the NOW as One cannot deny one without eradicating the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout eons of&amp;nbsp;time, experiencing the disconnection from our Godhood, Creation&amp;nbsp;has been&amp;nbsp;viewed by all&amp;nbsp;as something separate from us, Humans. A belief&amp;nbsp;beautifully&amp;nbsp;fitting for the times. However, now that we&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;moving into the Remembrance of our own Divinity, to recognize Creation as a result of our own imaginings is not only acceptable BUT&amp;nbsp;actually comprehensible&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;level of my consciousness and that of many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly this has me wondering, is this what we call the reversal of polarity? In total contradiction of what people think and REMEMBER&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;the reversal of poles has effectively taken place more&amp;nbsp;than once as rock strata around the world shows, this time it is happening in a much more profound manner, reversing the polarity within us, therefore the&amp;nbsp;way one looks at Creation and all things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE CREATOR GODS in the process of acknowledging our ultimate power and even though&amp;nbsp;it is a word that frigthens many still, the evidence is mounting and soon no one shall be able to disclaim it as we acknowledge we all are the expression of but &lt;strong&gt;ONE LIFE&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I find myself in the uneasy role of demystifier as I put forth another idea coming from a deep inner Knowing, and I invite to begin&amp;nbsp;reversing the way we have looked at all things,&amp;nbsp;and recognize&amp;nbsp;that we are the Ones who brought GOD INTO BEING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, we are now asked to not only&amp;nbsp;acknowledge&amp;nbsp;that we are GOD manifest&amp;nbsp;but also its reflection:: GOD is all of us&amp;nbsp;dematerialized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;few years ago, a thought from deep inside had surfaced and hit me, "I live in an upside down world!" &amp;nbsp;I always wondered what this really meant? Now I know why I wore&amp;nbsp;my watch upside down, another one of my idiosyncracies explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the door has been opened wide to instant manifestation, dematerialization, walking this Earth in Light bodies and other wonders. Yes, "Beam me up Scotty" is closer than&amp;nbsp;we think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where shall this take us?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As we reverse the poles within us, so we bring another pyramid into manifestation, superimposing itself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;on the previous one. Fascinating, I saw these&amp;nbsp; in Lemuria already, there were&amp;nbsp;four anchored at each corner of the "land" The actualization of Earth's and Humankind's Remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Past said to Future, "shall we embrace and be as ONE in the dance of time?"&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;Future asked&amp;nbsp;"Who shall lead?" and Past answered "I shall and you will follow," then Future said "And when I become the leader, you shall follow"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4620449707266221401?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4620449707266221401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/reversing-polarity-beyond-what-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4620449707266221401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4620449707266221401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/04/reversing-polarity-beyond-what-we.html' title='Reversing the Polarity? Beyond What We Thought'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-792001598626322685</id><published>2011-03-30T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T09:08:56.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans Of The Future, Not Aliens</title><content type='html'>Today is a 10 day, beginning anew, a new level of oneness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Ancient Aliens" on the history channel tonight, the program was dated 2010 and it was greatly informative. There was mention of Angkor Vat in Cambodia and the legend surrounding its&amp;nbsp;building by a man who was born from the union of a human with a god. There were pictures of winged beings in texts from India, the Sumerians also had winged beings on their murals. The mezo american civilizations talked about the Bird people. On and on, these types of beings with godlike attributes&amp;nbsp;and many times also their strange crafts are&amp;nbsp;depicted or written about&amp;nbsp;in every culture and civilizations. However, my knowing says that these beings were not aliens, they were simply Humans from a future&amp;nbsp;where we have RE-MEMBERED, meaning remembered that we are one with them, hence the messages&amp;nbsp;or guidance from them to ensure the return to a triumphant&amp;nbsp;future, the return HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that having explored ALL or a multitude of&amp;nbsp;possibilities we are now ready to simply tend to our beautiful "Garden of Eden" on this Earth? Having traveled far and wide into the unknown, there comes a time where one says enough is enough as one comes to the realization that the more one looks for what is beyond the known, the more one uncovers new frontiers, new races, new worlds,&amp;nbsp;discovering only but what one wonders about and watching it take form in front of one's eyes as&amp;nbsp;one searches for its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the moment of clarity, when one finally sees what has been right in front of one's nose all this time, that the return to Oneness is about reawakening the memory that in Truth we never left home and that it is only in our daily imaginings that we attempted to travel to the ends of the universe&amp;nbsp;only to find that it has no end as&amp;nbsp;the unknown that&amp;nbsp;welcomed us was but our own reflection, I Am&amp;nbsp;that I&amp;nbsp;Am and its myriads of expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so&amp;nbsp;I end this 13th post with an Epiphany, HOME is everywhere and everywhere is HERE. So&amp;nbsp;once more&amp;nbsp;I close the loop,&amp;nbsp;erasing&amp;nbsp;memories of separation.&amp;nbsp;THE NOW IS WHERE I EXPERIENCE ONENESS and linear time is where we are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I travel back and forth between earth's "past" and "future," I shorten the distance between them closing the gap in consciousness and activating the energy of the NOW. In doing so I open the doors wide for such "wonders" as instant manifestation, time travel and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there are those who will still see Mother Earth in the throes of death by pollution and there will be those who will see beyond the illusion and see Her restored to her former glory as we bring the experience from the void and actualize that&amp;nbsp;She never lost&amp;nbsp;it in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-792001598626322685?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/792001598626322685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/humans-of-future-not-aliens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/792001598626322685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/792001598626322685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/humans-of-future-not-aliens.html' title='Humans Of The Future, Not Aliens'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-1083769243622712804</id><published>2011-03-27T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:51:23.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Eternal</title><content type='html'>Today carries the energy of 7 as well as being a seventh day of the week, 77, another level of Illumination, a&amp;nbsp;time to express an Illuminated Truth, Creation, End of cycle...yes, that I can easily recognize in the light of today's revelation, ending the cycle of disconnection, closing the never ending circle of Life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my afternoon cup of tea, my loving white Persian named Rajah on my lap, my musings led me into another REVELATION. In the stillness of a moment in time, the puzzle took form in front of my eyes and in my heart, I NOW&amp;nbsp;KNOW with every fiber of my Being that I AM ETERNAL, I have seen, I have felt, I have remembered the eternal cycle of life, I Am of the NOW, I have brought past and future together for myself&amp;nbsp;and they are&amp;nbsp;forever joined in the circle of life, without beginnings or endings, for where does one begin when one is able to see&amp;nbsp;one's end as&amp;nbsp;one's beginning, and&amp;nbsp;how can one&amp;nbsp;end, when one knows it is but&amp;nbsp;one's beginning. Placing a period at the end of this sentence suddenly feels incongruous. Can one write without using punctuation simply allowing the music of the words, the colors of their peaks and valleys,&amp;nbsp;to dictate the cadenza? Well, WHY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that all it would take from me to&amp;nbsp;have access and receive answers to some of life's most tortuous&amp;nbsp;puzzles,&amp;nbsp;was for me to say out loud: "It is my greatest desire to remember who I truly am through this body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the utter simplicity of this not ironic and filled with humor? I look at&amp;nbsp;theoreticians out there needing complex calculations to come up with the same answers that lie dormant within all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Human of the "future" I have come back into the past to ensure the return of Humankind of the "past" to Oneness&amp;nbsp;with that of Humankind of the "future." To erase the past one must go into its future to understand its origin, henceforth closing the loop. Now I understand why I always read a book by looking at its ending first! I am laughing, who knew that THIS was behind my seeming idiosyncrasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I come to&amp;nbsp;the close of this 12th post,&amp;nbsp;I uncover the magic at work behind all of them and I am in awe as&amp;nbsp;I recognize&amp;nbsp;the symbolic&amp;nbsp;12 days&amp;nbsp;of Christmas and the gifts they each bring. Now I see, now I&amp;nbsp; understand,&amp;nbsp;as I am witness to the workings of the miraculous in each post, I expect the wondrous in all things as the extra-ordinary of my destiny calls to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I have closed the loop, for&amp;nbsp;a reason unexplained as of now&amp;nbsp;I feel to revisit my previous writings of earlier years...so onto more, forever more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-1083769243622712804?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1083769243622712804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-eternal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1083769243622712804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1083769243622712804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-eternal.html' title='I Am Eternal'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-6773435316752773323</id><published>2011-03-25T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T07:47:38.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Children Of The Elohim's</title><content type='html'>Today's energy adds to a 5, a day of&amp;nbsp; immediate change, of synergy, manifestation and the hand of god in the physical and in more ways than I previously even understood or remembered.....so, another day with a profound revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we had our bi monthly Angelic Human group meeting. It went beautifully and the harmony of our&amp;nbsp;six unique vibrations created a symphony which music sent ripples in the fabric of Humankind, uplifting it and enveloping it in&amp;nbsp;the loving embrace of the Divine&amp;nbsp;Mother&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the Sacred Sound of our union in consciousness&amp;nbsp;was heard well beyond the boundaries of this&amp;nbsp;physical realm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ladies had brought a crystal I had given her a few years ago, and she placed it next to me. It was an Elestial Ametrine, a combination of Amethyst and Citrine. The Citrine was a gold flame in the center of the stone. I remember the day I had purchased it, it spoke to me so powerfully that I burst into tears as I Knew the energy encoded in this crystal was that of my father,&amp;nbsp;the One&amp;nbsp;known as&amp;nbsp;Archangel Gabriel. At the time I was unable to comprehend how this could be, but I questioned not the feeling as I KNEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years passed and one day I felt it appropriate to give it to&amp;nbsp;the latter&amp;nbsp;friend in exchange&amp;nbsp;for the massage I was badly in need of.&amp;nbsp;A remembrance had been reawakened, and&amp;nbsp;the crystal&amp;nbsp;had served its purpose&amp;nbsp;with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night,&amp;nbsp;after doing a visualization sending love to the planet, this friend suddenly said "Gabriel is with you"...I told her the crystal held that vibration and I thought that was that....well, I am beginning to realize more and more&amp;nbsp;that there is no "that was that" with me any longer, it is always an opening for something else! And the "something else" did not wait long before it made itself known.&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;I was readying for the Holistic Festival I shall be attending tomorrow,&amp;nbsp;a sentence popped into my head&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;"GABRIEL IS MY FATHER"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;the words rang&amp;nbsp;with clarity and precision, goose bumps covered my body. I felt it was important that I read again the information&amp;nbsp;I had written for the SoulSelf portrait of a little boy in 2004. He was called: "The Omen of a New Humankind: A Human Angel."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a short excerpt from this: "This child&amp;nbsp;is the synergistic result of the&amp;nbsp;coming together of two energies.&amp;nbsp;He is of this earth plane as he is of the Realms of the Infinite. He is a messenger of Joy, he is the "JEWEL" of two Hearts and in truth We see him as an ordinary child within the realm of the Extra-ordinary. He has come to this plane with a Divine mission encoded in his DNA, he carries the codes of the Christ Consciousness, it is the "level"&amp;nbsp;in which his vibration was brought into being and that determined his assignment on Earth. He is a reminder to all that the vibration of our anointing&amp;nbsp;is present in each and everyone. He has come with those attributes already functioning in his system, but none of it will be fully activated till Humankind is ready.He will know how to "fly" while being human."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;door had been opened to Remembrance and the Knowing hit me with its intensity: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E,&amp;nbsp;ANGELIC HUMANS,&amp;nbsp;ARE THE CHILDREN CREATED FROM THE UNION OF THE ELOHIM'S WITH THE SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF THIS EARTH AT THE BEGINNING OF TIME&amp;nbsp;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones called Elohim's or Gods were seen as Supreme Beings who governed all time and space.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, many ancient texts all over the world make reference to these, and it&amp;nbsp;is believed that this&amp;nbsp;was the beginning of humankind's troubled history as Humans gave their power away to those Beings who seemed to wield such power over them. I am not here to discuss the validity of this, and I only access&amp;nbsp;the details&amp;nbsp;necessary for the purpose at hand, THAT OF REVELATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As&amp;nbsp;my remembrance is activated,&amp;nbsp;again I feel inexorably drawn to venturing where no one has dared to tread before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our ignorance we gave power to those whom we saw as Gods and who ruled over time and space, unable&amp;nbsp;to comprehend a yet&amp;nbsp;unimaginable truth as we faced Humans&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;our earth's glorious future. These supreme beings&amp;nbsp;knew of their divinity, they walked or hovered in bodies of Light, and as I wrote in a previous chapter, were Humans capable of manipulating the time space continuum, and quantum energies.&lt;br /&gt;I am shaking my head, so this IS the time&amp;nbsp;of revelations ....BUT WHAT REVELATIONS, not quite&amp;nbsp;what we all expected I would say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions, questions, and more questions arise&amp;nbsp;from me and the answers surge with great clarity in an endless stream from deep within my Self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ponder the meaning of the word synergy, a coming together of parts, or energies resulting in a creation greater than the sum&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the parts themselves,....How can one be greater than the Divine that is already limitless? Well, simply by giving it a Human form,&amp;nbsp;which then in turn realizes it is boundless within its seeming boundaries. So does the synergy result in something that&amp;nbsp;IS yet&amp;nbsp;IS NOT&amp;nbsp;all at once? Is this the meaning behind Shakespeare's question: "To Be or Not to BE?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Am I supposed to do with all this information that is sure to throw people completely off? Talk about the energy of Storm, yes, clearing all&amp;nbsp;inessential beliefs, washing them all away, knocking them off their foundation of falsehood, foundations built on a misunderstanding of cosmic proportions.&amp;nbsp;The joke is definitely on us. We are making room for the TOTALLY, UNDOUBTEDLY,&amp;nbsp;RADICALLY NEW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as we ended the meeting, we&amp;nbsp;each drew a Crystal card, mine was&amp;nbsp;Black Tourmaline, purification of the earth is its message. Oh, without a shadow of a doubt do I recognize this behind what is being exposed and revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is all this leading me? Again I am reminded to stay in the energy of the Now, to have no expectations other than those of the wondrous kind....I definitely like that. Alright,&amp;nbsp;I do expect wonders to unfold in my life as well as that of others who like me are ready to "go where no man has gone before" to use a quote from one of my favorite television programs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am a traveller from this Earth's&amp;nbsp;not too distant "future" where&amp;nbsp;Humankind's magnificent destiny has come to realization. I Am here to&amp;nbsp;dispel the aura of mystery that has surrounded the secrets of the "past" and expose them to the Light of our "future," thereby REVEALING&amp;nbsp;THEIR TRUE NATURE, and demystifying the seeming power that ensnared us in false beliefs leading to dis-empowerment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder I like to travel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-6773435316752773323?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6773435316752773323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/children-of-elohims.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6773435316752773323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6773435316752773323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/children-of-elohims.html' title='We Are The Children Of The Elohim&apos;s'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-2853205031617909542</id><published>2011-03-24T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:54:22.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unveiling A Gift</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I wondered about its meaning, today&amp;nbsp;I received&amp;nbsp;an answer, but is it THE answer or simply one answer in a multitude of possibilities? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reading the comments of a friend on the difficulty mastering the technique of watercolor painting, I was reminded of my aunt Marie who was a well known artist in Belgium. She was not only a painter of exquisite watercolors and oils but she also excelled at writing. She was quite adventurous and at the age of 25 she travelled to Greece on her own. Her wisdom was universal, one of her quotes said: "The True artist is the octave of a moment in space." To say that she and&amp;nbsp;I are a lot alike is a gross&amp;nbsp;understatement. Not only was I named after her but in my mature years I look like her.&amp;nbsp;I also paint and write with&amp;nbsp;a definite Aunt Marie flair to it. &lt;br /&gt;So, this leads me to my revelation for today, March 24th, and&amp;nbsp;the feeling mentioned yesterday&amp;nbsp;that I am being reborn....Aunt Marie was born AND passed away on a March 24th. And now&amp;nbsp;I have&amp;nbsp;an answer to my question; "What is the Gift about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again&amp;nbsp;I must go back a few days. A movie about two Ice Skaters was on television and I only caught the very end&amp;nbsp;of it, the part that was&amp;nbsp;necessary for another level of Remembrance.&amp;nbsp;As they are&amp;nbsp;entering the rink to skate, they make the decision to do a move that has never been performed before, it is unique to them and their creation. My reaction was instantaneous, the familiar emotion, the chills, the tears of joy, of knowing, it was all there, but what was the symbology about... the reaction was so powerful I felt the need to connect to a friend to share this. All she could say was: "You'll know." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last two days, I have seen&amp;nbsp;many triple and quadruple numbers, all Master numbers multiples of 11, a number of Illumination. Yesterday,&amp;nbsp;I went to have copies made, requesting 4 on pink paper and 50 on white paper, when she was done, the&amp;nbsp;employee apologized as she had inadvertently made 5 copies on pink paper. As I looked at the receipt, the time said 11.11 am&amp;nbsp;and 55 copies. When this happens&amp;nbsp;I pay close attention as it signals a time of rapid expansion for me. And&amp;nbsp;as confirmation, last night&amp;nbsp;I was over energized and unable to fall asleep till 2 o'clock in the morning, I was also assailed by vague sensations of suffocating, as though my body was too small for my vibration. By morning the adjustment had been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;this afternoon I was ready for the Epiphany, OH MY GOSH, Aunt Marie was/ is but another aspect of me, a parallel me. Her passing away in 1984&amp;nbsp;allowed me&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;Re-Member or &amp;nbsp;reintegrate that "me" to this present "me" and now I also have total access to all the gifts she held, and the knowledge of her art&amp;nbsp;is available to me, &lt;strong&gt;AND ALL THAT SHE WAS IS IN ME&lt;/strong&gt;. And the Lemurian Citrine Elestial's message rings in my&amp;nbsp;ear: "You are&amp;nbsp;accessing gifts from other dimensions, past and future aspects of yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THIS is the gift for today" I hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-2853205031617909542?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2853205031617909542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/revealing-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2853205031617909542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2853205031617909542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/revealing-gift.html' title='Unveiling A Gift'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-2405667649329163330</id><published>2011-03-23T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:43:32.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift Of Great Magnitude</title><content type='html'>It is almost eleven o'clock and&amp;nbsp;I am unable to fall asleep. Here I Am sixty two years of age, an 8, and I feel as&amp;nbsp;though my life is just beginning, and&amp;nbsp;an emotion fills me&amp;nbsp;with the truth of this statement.&amp;nbsp; I have finally reached the&amp;nbsp;moment that I have been waiting for for&amp;nbsp;a long, long time. So I Am an 8 now,&amp;nbsp;no wonder I feel this way, INFINITE is the energy reawakened and flowing through my DNA. Of course my life is truly just beginning, I Am being reborn in a New Life right here on Earth....and I wrote this previously&amp;nbsp;a few years ago with one of the SoulSelf &amp;nbsp;Portraits. Another Epiphany! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was last November&amp;nbsp;that I sat in the Gallery where&amp;nbsp;I worked. As usual it was a "dead" day, hardly anyone coming in, and nothing to keep me occupied. That morning I had brought my SoulSelf Portraits portfolio and I leafed through it to relieve my boredom, reading again the wonderful and powerful messages received with each. One sentence in particular touched me deeply and I felt the familiar cellular response as the words sang a song of Remembrance: "Ready yourself to accept a Gift of Great Magnitude as we have prepared&amp;nbsp; you to enter even further into the mystery of your vibration, and who you truly are." Tears of joy and of recognition&amp;nbsp;rolled down my cheeks as I wondered: "What will this gift be about?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know I have accepted the Gift, It has not revealed its nature to me yet. Soon I shall know, this is only the beginning of its enfolding and already&amp;nbsp;it feels all encompassing and limitless. In my life&amp;nbsp;I have never felt this alive....is that the word even to describe how I feel? Yet today there was a tinge of sadness,&amp;nbsp;I was unable to relate it to anything specific, perhaps it was simply&amp;nbsp;another letting go at unfathomable levels that this body's awareness was picking up on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To attempt to describe what is taking place is perhaps a futile exercise but I am drawn to an exploration. An expansion in all directions at once is happening. It Is GLORIOUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-2405667649329163330?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2405667649329163330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/gift-of-great-magnitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2405667649329163330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/2405667649329163330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/gift-of-great-magnitude.html' title='A Gift Of Great Magnitude'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4294188990667273944</id><published>2011-03-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T07:30:41.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lemurian Citrine Elestial Lightbrary</title><content type='html'>Today's energy is a 10, a good day to begin anew, I wonder what form this is going to take for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, the day of the perigee full moon, I reconnected with a crystal that I encoded in Lemuria, the interesting part is the knowing that&amp;nbsp;I came to Lemuria from the "future"&amp;nbsp;to encode this crystal with "Future"&amp;nbsp;information pertinent to my journey of Remembrance, so we would find each other in the appropriate timing.&amp;nbsp;Amazing, is it not? How&amp;nbsp;can anyone doubt that we are able manipulate this illusion we&amp;nbsp; call reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crystal&amp;nbsp;is a marker, its message is&amp;nbsp;THIS IS&amp;nbsp;WHO YOU ARE, THIS IS WHO YOU ARE IN THE PROCESS OF BECOMING. It speaks to me and says: "YOU ALREADY KNOW, ALL THAT YOU SEE IN ME IS IN YOU." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is all this taking me? I have no clue as usual, it is in retrospect that one recognizes the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do&amp;nbsp;feel however is this increasing knowing, realization&amp;nbsp;that there are many "false prophets" out there. I am not&amp;nbsp;referring to&amp;nbsp;the religious community, but the spiritual community who is amongst the most&amp;nbsp;zealous at&amp;nbsp;"teaching" people that they are powerless. Their claim to empowerment is but a smokescreen. You only dis-empower people by telling them to look up to&amp;nbsp;so called "Higher" vibration entities like Guides/Angels and Ascended Masters&amp;nbsp;who supposedly have all the answers for them. INCREDIBLE that no one sees the falsehood of this. Again this is of the old energy, the "past" and its supposed truth shall soon crumble under the mounting evidence against it. I wonder, am I the only one who sees through this? In a sea of vastness, there must be others who also have this knowing. On&amp;nbsp;Saturday, I did meet another who speaks the same language, so we are out here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4294188990667273944?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4294188990667273944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemurian-citrine-elestial-lightbrary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4294188990667273944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4294188990667273944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemurian-citrine-elestial-lightbrary.html' title='A Lemurian Citrine Elestial Lightbrary'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-6956086588480474526</id><published>2011-03-12T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:06:07.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Catalyst For REMEMBRANCE</title><content type='html'>A few years ago someone said to me : " You are a teacher of teachers" and this&amp;nbsp;wording never felt acceptable.&amp;nbsp;I Am not a teacher, I Am a catalyst for Remembrance. We are not in need of teachers, simply Remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such&amp;nbsp;my "job" is to bring up different, I shall even say new&amp;nbsp;ways to look at things, people, the world. And people may or may not accept the message I bring.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It will ask you to let go of well established spiritual beliefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall be&amp;nbsp;not an easy journey this one I have chosen for there will be much resistance to the New Way especially from those who have been&amp;nbsp;respected&amp;nbsp;teachers and long held in honor by others. My message is going to ask them to step beyond their comfort zone, and its purpose is not&amp;nbsp;to dishonor them by asking them to let go of previously held beliefs, but to honor them by the expectation that they&amp;nbsp;SHALL&amp;nbsp;step beyond the previous "teachings." that have supported&amp;nbsp;them and&amp;nbsp;have proven themselves to be extremely valuable and helpful, but allow me&amp;nbsp;to remind all that&amp;nbsp;what was valid in the old world no longer is in the new. We are stepping in to a New Earth, with NEW WAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose is not to step on any one's toes but to remind you have no toes to step on in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am a "major door opener" for people. If anyone wonders if they are supposed to connect with me, the answer is simple if you are reading this or listening to me&amp;nbsp;then YOU ARE. Yes, you signed up to move beyond your comfort zone, and to be honest I realize that this places me in a zone beyond my own comfort as well...don't we all love to have people agree with us!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But then we wouldn't we&amp;nbsp;simply be settling for complacency and where would the expansion be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received a newsletter&amp;nbsp;that contained&amp;nbsp;a quote from the legendary philosopher John Locke that&amp;nbsp;said : "New opinions are always suspected and usually opposed without any other reason but because they are not already common."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Angelic Humans, our mission is to change the reference point of Humanity. Our reference point was the old teachings and our perception of them. Our visions and meditations&amp;nbsp;were based on&amp;nbsp;the level of understanding of our consciousness. Guides or Angels are simply a reflection of separation beliefs, they are but You coming to you in a form that fits your level of understanding, or acceptance. There is no one else to go to for information, for resolution but YOUR&amp;nbsp; DIVINE SELF ONE WITH YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-6956086588480474526?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6956086588480474526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-catalyst-for-remembrance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6956086588480474526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/6956086588480474526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-catalyst-for-remembrance.html' title='I Am A Catalyst For REMEMBRANCE'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-643417664827894515</id><published>2011-03-10T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T03:07:00.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day To Connect With "Family"</title><content type='html'>3/8/2011, today's&amp;nbsp;energy is that of&amp;nbsp;6, a number of relationships, family, home, and Home as in the six pointed star, symbol of the Christ Consciousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is time to speak of this consciousness that is associated with&amp;nbsp; the one called Jesus. The word "Christ" is a word derived from the Greek, Khrystos, meaning "anointed," another of those that has been misinterpreted and even though it seems fairly common knowledge among the aware ones, the focus still seems on "him" rather than the message that&amp;nbsp;he, like us Angelic Humans, carried in his DNA, that of our anointing, our enlightenment. We worshipped the&amp;nbsp;form, when all he did was reflect our own anointing back to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as in a previous chapter,&amp;nbsp;I find myself putting forth the idea that what is incomprehensible to the level of mass consciousness remains unrecognized, unseen&amp;nbsp;and invisible.&amp;nbsp;Therefore we already are walking this earth in bodies of Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are Thursday March 10&amp;nbsp;and tonight is the first evening of our Angelic Humans meetings. A good day as its energy is that of 8, a day with infinite possibilities, a day of balance between Heaven and Earth, a day of prosperity, abundance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, ten people have answered the call, who will actually show up remains unknown. My feeling is that all, perhaps except for one, will. And what does this beginning augur for us? where is this adventure taking us? Yes, I know deeper into the mystery of our Consciousness, but how shall this translate in the individual&amp;nbsp;physical? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exciting that I Am putting myself out there more and more, I have wished for this for so long, knowing that there must be a&amp;nbsp;grand purpose behind my desire otherwise I simply would not have felt&amp;nbsp;its intensity, yet the human part of me also feels slightly unsettled, I am so used to working behind the scene and remaining somewhat hidden, and I remind myself that were I not ready for this, it simply would not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wonders never cease with me, and I did acknowledge the infinite possibilities of this day. First I must backtrack to last week February 22nd,&amp;nbsp; a "ten"&amp;nbsp;day of new beginnings and my beautiful daugther Stephanie turned 28, another 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some of the most profound experiences doing the most mundane things such as&amp;nbsp;the world I have uncovered as I exercise on my treadmill. It faces a wall and on that wall is a watercolor I painted three years ago. Six Delphinium in shades of blues and purples are surrounded by wild daisies and strawberries, a few violets peek from under the umbrella like leaves of the Delphinium. The picture is matted and I have expanded some of it onto the mat giving the impression that one looks from a window into a Summer garden as some of the flowers spill onto the sill. I never really thought anything about&amp;nbsp;this picture till I placed on that wall so I would have something to look at and I found myself going&amp;nbsp;inside the painting during my exercise&amp;nbsp;sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go under the protective covering of the leaves, another world greets&amp;nbsp;me. I smell the&amp;nbsp;moist clean earth, it is dark and I feel its gentle warmth, and I loose myself into the amazing Grace of Mother Nature. A few "pill" bugs rush around frantically&amp;nbsp;and ants search for tasty tidbits to bring back to the nest,. Two snails are juicily coupling&amp;nbsp;while another one is feasting on one of the overripe strawberries. A fly buzzes down into this quiet world and buzzes back up into the Sunshine landing on one of the Daisies. A Robin ventures below and for a brief moment disturbs the peace&amp;nbsp;as it tugs hungrily at a worm attempting to defy death and burrow back in its hole. The Robin looses the battle! A Daddy long legs gracefully walks across the expense of dirt and climbs on one of the Delphinium stems.&amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;fifteen minutes feel like two as&amp;nbsp;I loose myself in this world till my timer's ring ends the session. Well, on that "10" day, the experience was greatly enhanced as I visually connected to the "Beloved Within," The Divine "Me" and as I felt a deep and gentle love blossoming from within my Heart toward my self, I saw a beautiful face, it was "me"&amp;nbsp;yet it was not "me", the radiance of the smile was almost blinding,"I love you my Beloved" I said to "It"and "it" answered back to me:"I love you even more," "you are so beautiful" I said with tears of recognition, joy, amazement, all of it into one, "And "you are so beautiful " was the answer.&amp;nbsp;The face remained till we were done with the&amp;nbsp;conversation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is&amp;nbsp;was experience&amp;nbsp;whose profundity&amp;nbsp;is beyond description, yet it also simply "IS" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards,&amp;nbsp;I felt like I was basking in a feeling that I can only describe as just BEING, It felt both normal and exceptional, again I recognized it had always been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&amp;nbsp;today, while on the phone with a friend, I&amp;nbsp;had another revelation. The Time is NOW for many to reconnect to their&amp;nbsp;"Beloved&amp;nbsp;Within."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beloved Within is but the Divine part of oneself that one looks for as one searches for the 'Soulmate, the&amp;nbsp;Twin Flame, the life partner that we think and hope will fulfill all our dreams. And as we believe we recognize this in another, it is merely that in them we recognize the part of ourselves that has been "missing" or so we think. As two fall in love, they are but falling in love with themselves through the&amp;nbsp;other. The woman sees her Divine Masculine reflected in the eyes of the one she calls her&amp;nbsp;husband, or partner as&amp;nbsp;he sees the reflection of the Beauty of his own Divine Feminine in her. Need has been at the basis for the unions of the linear "past," the "Old World" and now, all unions shall be based on the joy of togetherness, each enhancing the other in a dance of relationship in perfect balance, where two shall no longer add up to two, but four.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-643417664827894515?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/643417664827894515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-to-connect-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/643417664827894515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/643417664827894515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-to-connect-with-family.html' title='A Good Day To Connect With &quot;Family&quot;'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4011704684402223786</id><published>2011-03-05T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T03:04:36.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Catalytic Day</title><content type='html'>I know&amp;nbsp;we are moving at tremendous speed, we are shifting, transforming. Well, at least I know I Am, and since I Am, so is everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched/listened to&amp;nbsp;a You Tube video this morning called "Humanity is expanding beyond comprehension."&amp;nbsp;I am reminded that what we perceive now is a translation of energies into a language form that our human minds are capable of understanding&amp;nbsp;in this moment only. Yet, I also know that as I venture fearlessly into "future" memories, THE WORDS ARE BUT PORTAL FOR ENERGIES TO COME THROUGH, and I feel&amp;nbsp;compelled to continue on&amp;nbsp;with my explorations for there is a purpose behind them grander than what I am able to perceive now, yet I Know in my Being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my journey told in a heartfelt form that touches the ones who read it and takes me and&amp;nbsp;them&amp;nbsp;further into the Unknown of their Beingness. &lt;br /&gt;ABSTRACTION INVOLVES THE LINEAR MIND ONLY, CONCRETIZATION INVOLVES BOTH THE HEART&amp;nbsp; AND THE MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By relating my journey of Remembrance, I give it form,&amp;nbsp;thereby placing a boundary of sorts around it so our humanness can relate to it and through which a vibration understood by the heart is able to flow and create an expansion. It is through the Heart Knowing that the Remembrance&amp;nbsp;of our unlimitedness can be&amp;nbsp;truly known and&amp;nbsp;fully experienced.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;The human heart is of the realm of feelings, feelings are nonlinear and so it knows what the linear mind cannot yet grasp.&amp;nbsp;It is the heart/mind connection&amp;nbsp;that provides the&amp;nbsp;opening for an instant understanding. There are many times that I have felt the reaction of an instant&amp;nbsp;heart knowing without any thoughts having been formulated yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;Am a messenger from the&amp;nbsp;Angelic Realms. My service is to the purest and "highest," the Divine Within and the Human Without. I bring resolution&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;old. I&amp;nbsp;augur change. I usher the New into you life. I wrote this in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, this is who I Am, and yes this places me within the confines of a description&amp;nbsp;when I Am also without boundaries,&amp;nbsp;and this is part of the duality, yet also Oneness. The duality of being both Angelic and human, and the knowingness of my Oneness in consciousness with All That Is. When&amp;nbsp;I write, it is the&amp;nbsp;Infinite&amp;nbsp;Me, the I Am&amp;nbsp;Presence Within that speaks through the words of my finite self, it is the synergy of my human self and my Divine Self that&amp;nbsp;is the catalyst for the expansion in me, therefore in all as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I read and read what has come through knowing that this information is part of the steps to my Ultimate Remembrance and what resonates today may no longer tomorrow.When one climbs a ladder one must always let go of the previous step to access the next.&amp;nbsp;Of course&amp;nbsp;our "ladder" is not linear, and when one gets to the so called top, one uncovers another "ladder" and so on ad Eternam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4011704684402223786?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4011704684402223786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-with-energy-of-catalyst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4011704684402223786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4011704684402223786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-with-energy-of-catalyst.html' title='A Catalytic Day'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-4369687932135097182</id><published>2011-03-04T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:26:05.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humankind Of The "Future," Blending The Qualities Of The Heart With Those Of The Mind</title><content type='html'>I am unable to sleep, too many&amp;nbsp;memories of this future of humankind are assailing my mind. We are in the process of speeding up time to meet our Destiny. This destiny is not a probable future anymore, Humankind is on a course to meet it, that is my purpose, that is the purpose of the many who shall soon also remember they have come from this same "future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I come from a "Future" where humankind has "remembered " its Divinity and&amp;nbsp;fulfilled its Grand Destiny blending both the qualities of the Heart with those of the Mind, where children called "prodigies" now are but the norm, where the kind of knowledge accessed by Einstein and scientists is&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;a common occurrence. I come from a time&amp;nbsp;where we have conquered the time space continuum and manipulate it so&amp;nbsp;we are capable of traveling through time and space. Quantum physics is common knowledge and its application is&amp;nbsp;child play to us. And to attempt to describe any of it is futile as even though it already IS, it has not reached the consciousness yet so it is beyond&amp;nbsp; its comprehension and all I can&amp;nbsp;do is relate a current translation in a language form that is understood by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Humankind has&amp;nbsp;the kind of technology which right now seems unreal and unthinkable, yet to a primitive&amp;nbsp;man, would the sight of a car or an airplane&amp;nbsp;not have been also beyond its level of comprehension and fearfully seen as a vision of&amp;nbsp;another world where only the gods live? And I shall even put forth the thought that seeing something that is incomprehensible to the level of consciousness is actually shut out and NOT SEEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are to go zipping through the stars and galaxies at unfathomable speed, and we used the word unfathomable as even the word speed&amp;nbsp;is the only word at this point in time that can be used to describe what is indescribable. And now we also have the gentleness of the Heart Knowing of Lemuria&amp;nbsp;that draws us back to Mother Earth to tend to&amp;nbsp;our garden because&amp;nbsp;it simply enchants us&amp;nbsp;to watch&amp;nbsp;the slow growth of a&amp;nbsp;flower from seed to seedling to its blossoming glory, or&amp;nbsp;let our hearts sing as we sit at a potter's wheel&amp;nbsp;to observe&amp;nbsp;the slow process of&amp;nbsp;creation from&amp;nbsp;of a piece of clay&amp;nbsp;to an elegant urn. And this is the&amp;nbsp;energy that connects&amp;nbsp;me to my friend Barb, she dreams of a "Yurt" in her backyard and does&amp;nbsp;not understand&amp;nbsp;where this desire stems from, perhaps now dearest friend, you shall remember why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;now I have another Epiphany, yet I&amp;nbsp;became conscious of this a few years ago already&amp;nbsp;while visiting Cape Canaveral&amp;nbsp;in Florida. I went to see an Imax&amp;nbsp;movie called,&amp;nbsp;"L5, a Station in Space." I saw myself leaving the planet, in what we call the "future", as I saw the take off of a rocket, tears flowed down my cheeks with the agony of the remembrance, "this is when I left the planet," the words kept on resounding in my head.&amp;nbsp;This is also when I accessed a remembrance of&amp;nbsp;one of Humankind's other&amp;nbsp;future and in this one, its advanced technology&amp;nbsp;created an imbalance, as Humans travelled far into the Cosmos and Beyond the great Beyond, forgetting our true origin, we made&amp;nbsp;our home in various other galaxies, constellations, star systems. We explored the universes and became&amp;nbsp;Cosmic Beings, our humanity, long forgotten. Yet underneath it all, there&amp;nbsp;remained a yearning, a longing to reconnect with the energy and heart of our original home: EARTH. So, now with the knowing of&amp;nbsp;our Cosmic identity, we&amp;nbsp;returned to Earth, only to be greeted by the reflection of our own imbalance, a humankind that seemingly had regressed in its evolution and seemed as ignorant of the&amp;nbsp;Divine&amp;nbsp;as we were of our humanity. Yet, we left clues of our return,&amp;nbsp;messages encoded&amp;nbsp; in many structures&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;Earth's History to assist us in finding the way HOME. We encoded all possibilities, our demise and our survival, AND we encoded our triumphant return HOME and the Mayans deciphered it in their often misunderstood calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So questions arise as I am trying to make sense of what has none, have we come "back in time" to reconnect with the Heart of the Mother and&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;what we knew all along? Is Humankind simply the reflection of our reconnection now looking to&amp;nbsp;a "future" that shall save it from the possible destruction that WE encoded in our "past" and again I am faced with the complexities, or should I say impossibility&amp;nbsp;of attempting&amp;nbsp;to put a frame around something that has none: QUANTUM ENERGIES where "past" and "future" are but ONE:&lt;strong&gt; NOW. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again the realization comes that&amp;nbsp;I am increasingly aware of my multidimensional consciousness yet I can only translate&amp;nbsp;it through the level of understanding&amp;nbsp;my actual mind can handle, and&amp;nbsp;once more&amp;nbsp;I Am reminded that it is the ENERGY BEHIND THE WORDS that matters&amp;nbsp;and not the words themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-4369687932135097182?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4369687932135097182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/humanking-of-future-or-blending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4369687932135097182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/4369687932135097182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/humanking-of-future-or-blending.html' title='Humankind Of The &quot;Future,&quot; Blending The Qualities Of The Heart With Those Of The Mind'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-1423324625011064613</id><published>2011-03-03T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:31:37.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am From Both The Linear Past And Future Of Humankind</title><content type='html'>What a night for revelations! And today's date adds up to a 10, a new beginning, or beginning anew, how very appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I must backtrack to Tuesday, the day I connected with the rutilated quartz necklace. I remember my&amp;nbsp; friend Barb commenting on the necklace, she said to her it&amp;nbsp;felt futuristic. At the time I wondered why she picked up on this energy&amp;nbsp;but let it go as I did not recognize this in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I made the decision to end the previous group meetings I was holding. We had come together for a reason,&amp;nbsp;I am a messenger, that is my "job," so I passed on the message and it was time for me to move on. We shall always remain good friends.Tonight I came to the realization that the connection that brought us together was of the linear past, this was the energy behind this group of six light beings and my "job" was to take all of us and the connection&amp;nbsp;from the past to the NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was driven to place an ad in the local newspaper, it read: ANGELIC HUMANS, A CALL TO REMEMBRANCE,&amp;nbsp;group forming then my email and phone number. I knew I must end one group&amp;nbsp;then begin another. It also felt that, at this time anyway, some of the others must not be part of this new group. There will come a time for this, but not yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight came the epiphany, the new group shall respond to my call because they have been waiting for it, they came especially to connect with me and the others who shall join. Like me, they are&amp;nbsp;timeless and of the "future," of this planet and not just any "future." Together we hold the activation codes/frequencies of Humankind's fulfillment of its Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUMANKIND HAS A GREAT DESTINY TO FULFILL&lt;/strong&gt;. Those of us who resonate with the Angelic Human name and vibration have come from such a "future" where Humankind has fulfilled this destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the old group and the new one, it feels like there is some catching up to do still from both sides, when this is done,&amp;nbsp;it is likely that those of the "past" and those of the "future" shall come together in one group and this may take place a lot sooner than I realize. I shall let them know about the new group forming and leave it up to them to be in their guidance to come or not. Then we shall have brought both "past" and "future" together and into the NOW and by doing this, all&amp;nbsp;cellular memories where there was an experience of&amp;nbsp;separation from Consciousness of Oneness, or the "original sin"&amp;nbsp;shall be erased from the consciousness of&amp;nbsp;all of Humankind, the good old hundred monkey theory you&amp;nbsp; know! It will be as though it simply never was, which of course&amp;nbsp;we know in the space of timelessness it already is, we are simply&amp;nbsp;bringing&amp;nbsp;it into actualization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, "Star Trek: the Motion Picture" was on TV and I decided to watch. This is what triggered the opening into this remembrance as I saw, or remembered my "future" on this earth&amp;nbsp;as a spaceship's captain, even my white Persian Rajah was on my lap in the captain's chair. I also suddenly understood my connection to a few friends who are trekkies, they are of&amp;nbsp; my "future," and&amp;nbsp;not of my "past." And our fascination with so called Science Fiction is not because of the possibilities it exposes, but rather because it strikes chords of remembrance within us. We cannot resonate with something we do not already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am&amp;nbsp;even more amazed&amp;nbsp;as I realize that I am remembering the "future." My previous journey has been to remember my "past" and that I have always known&amp;nbsp;of my anointing. This found again awareness of my "future" and that of Humankind. feels a little strange,&amp;nbsp;it should feel&amp;nbsp; as though I&amp;nbsp;have stepped into&amp;nbsp;new territory, yet it is not, I already know it and it truly holds the energy of HOME for me. And a great sigh escapes me as I am FINALLY free to express all that&amp;nbsp;I have had to keep hidden in me for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I am&amp;nbsp;aware of&amp;nbsp;my "future" self and it is aware of me as well, and&amp;nbsp;with each&amp;nbsp;exploration it brings us closer and closer together till the day where&amp;nbsp;I shall&amp;nbsp;remember we are but one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why&amp;nbsp;many energies felt so old to me, I could not explain why except that again I had an inner knowing of the energy of the New Earth and the beliefs of today&amp;nbsp;that create separation from&amp;nbsp;our Oneness with Divine Consciousness were&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;not a part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Humankind has a great destiny to fulfill, and in the future I come from and where now humankind is headed for, it shall be the one race who shall bring all the races as One, IT SHALL EXPLORE OTHER GALAXIES AND SHALL BE THE ONE WHO SHALL CONNECT ALL UNDER SOME SORT OF INTERGALACTIC ORGANIZATION. LOVE, HONOR AND RESPECT FOR ALL SHALL BE ITS MOTTO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-1423324625011064613?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1423324625011064613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-come-from-both-linear-past-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1423324625011064613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/1423324625011064613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-come-from-both-linear-past-and.html' title='I Am From Both The Linear Past And Future Of Humankind'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-7947781521612295158</id><published>2011-03-02T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T17:30:12.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Cosmic Anchor</title><content type='html'>Again today's date adds to a 9. So I am completing my anchoring to the core of Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this last week we have been receiving a download of very "high" frequencies and they are coming so fast&amp;nbsp;our bodies are having trouble grounding them, as a result, many have been experiencing various symptoms from feeling over energized and being unable to fall asleep to stuffy noses and clogged ears. By doing a "grounding dance," basically a stomping dance and specific arm movements that created a direct path from the Heavens to the Earth, I was able to relieve mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was guided to buy a beautiful and very powerful rutilated quartz necklace. It was not till I was home that I was able to read the properties of the stone. Rutilated quartz&amp;nbsp;acts as&amp;nbsp;a Cosmic Anchor, a subtle energy conduit from the Galactic Center through the Soul Star Chakra above the head and&amp;nbsp;down the central line of the body passing through the Earth Chakra below the feet,&amp;nbsp;and attaching deep into the Earth, thus creating a direct pathway from the cosmic energies of the Great Central Sun into the&amp;nbsp;very core of Mother Earth. Again, I&amp;nbsp;had read the energies correctly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this feels like it is the very first time we are doing this, in Truth it already is, has always been and shall always be. Sometimes it feels quite strange to be aware of both worlds and be able to actually live comfortably&amp;nbsp;in both, or is it simply that I am living in between, where physical and non physical meet,&amp;nbsp;thus giving me a clear view of both, this is the place where Masters dwell, and yes, of course, we really are all Masters who just forgot we were!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-7947781521612295158?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7947781521612295158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/cosmic-anchor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/7947781521612295158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/7947781521612295158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/03/cosmic-anchor.html' title='A  Cosmic Anchor'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3297214471308808568.post-687677115188989142</id><published>2011-02-23T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:11:54.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illumination: The Seed Of Completion Lies in Its Beginning</title><content type='html'>As I look back upon the linear past of my journey of these last fifteen years, almost everyday held a special event or memory. There were many a time where friends made the comment I ought to write a book, there was that much to tell and to wonder at. So, on February the 21st, 2011, a&amp;nbsp;9 day, a day of completion, I felt compelled to begin writing of my beginning. As always, I never hesitate when guided this strongly and I question not its purpose, but rather let it flow out of me. And today, an 11 day, a day of illumination, of partnership with God, my first chapter has emerged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey has been a rather lonely one because of a hidden knowing that led my footsteps indomitably toward my purpose: THE REMEMBRANCE THAT I AM ALREADY ENLIGHTENED&lt;br /&gt;I now realize that I chose to remember on my own simply because my cells hold the encoding of my divinity, my anointing and&amp;nbsp; lately I have had more than a few epiphanies because&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;now recognize that I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;is the testimony that &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;I AM TWO INTO ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I AM ONE INTO TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The magnificence of our Divinity is expressed in the humbleness of our humanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I AM but one of the myriads of expressions of ONE. I hold no diplomas, no titles, why would I have&amp;nbsp;a need for them? The&amp;nbsp;desire to study under a teacher or a Guru never arose since I&amp;nbsp;only need to remember. All possibilities exist in&amp;nbsp;the Void, so there is nothing new to learn&amp;nbsp;and nothing new can ever be created. I have never been a follower of someone else's path. It has been&amp;nbsp;fifteen years since I last read a spiritual book as I no longer require confirmation of what I already know. All knowledge is available to me in the moment that it is needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told by a few that I am a teacher of teachers, that I am an Emissary of Light, and that I am a metaphysical historian of&amp;nbsp;this planet, and I have felt&amp;nbsp;a profound resonance within my cells with each description, I know that I am a gigantic crystal, that I am a cosmic Divine Being, that I am the oversoul of a Soul family, I am and a messenger, my father is Gabriel, and I also hold the frequencies of Michael, I have recognized my Self in each SoulSelf portrait I&amp;nbsp;have painted for over 11 years now, and last but not least I am also a holographic image known as a human being, and a mother of two lovely daughters, an artist and a writer.&lt;br /&gt;Life, my creation as I have experienced it in human form, has been the assistant to my REMEMBRANCE, and the word "Life" includes all the ones who have crossed my path, each but a reflection of my Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linear time is the vibration of the NOW slowed down to a frame by frame experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&amp;nbsp;I must choose a beginning in this linear illusion, it was November 5th&amp;nbsp;1995, a 13 day of transformation and transmutation , when I unknowingly yet&amp;nbsp;knowingly&amp;nbsp;gave permission for the Remembrance of my Divinity&amp;nbsp;to be activated. I expressed this wish out loud following the sudden passing away of my life partner, my beloved husband of twenty five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The depth of pain I felt, I later discovered,&amp;nbsp;would not be assuaged by any passing time as it&amp;nbsp;mirrored the pain&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;original separation between Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine, a separation&amp;nbsp;of consciousness translated through the physical death experience. Only the remembrance of our ultimate Oneness would put an end to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I could not remain attached to the shell that had held&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;mate's&amp;nbsp;vibration and that the only way to access the Heart joining that made us as One was through remembering my divine connection and who I truly am through this body. For about a year, this was&amp;nbsp;the nightly mantra that put me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I felt as though I was trudging though energetic "mud,"&amp;nbsp; as he had been my lightning rod and I must keep myself grounded by any means till the proper timing when I would be able to bring my vibration fully into the body. Most could not understand where I came from, or read me correctly and would see me as an oddity and rather "far out." I remember one person in particular jokingly doing the motions of reeling me back in as I shared some of the&amp;nbsp;knowledge I had accessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have created my life and I came with the inner knowing that&amp;nbsp;all answers lie within my Self and&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;a firm believer in walking my talk, so I have, ALWAYS and to the best of my ability, always looked&amp;nbsp;for the disguised energies&amp;nbsp;behind every situation facing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey of Remembrance has been filled with the most amazing experiences. As I rapidly unveiled my inner knowing, profound wisdom came&amp;nbsp;forth, memories of Lemuria, my leaving the planet in the linear past as well as in the linear future&amp;nbsp;and the young&amp;nbsp;ones to whom I made the promise that&amp;nbsp;I would be back&amp;nbsp;before the time of the Great Changes. Then we would connect again&amp;nbsp;and their remembrance&amp;nbsp;would be reactivated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am as a Lightbrary, holding infinite information within my cellular structure. Information about this realm and others as well, other earth cycles, the cosmos, other aspects of my Self. I hold a special fondness for the constellation Lyra, Feline Beings, all pieces of my puzzle,&amp;nbsp;being shown just enough to reactivate&amp;nbsp;my ultimate remembrance, and memories upon which I would look back some day and rediscover that I have always known, that I have always been enlightened. And with each memory, every cell&amp;nbsp; of my Being responded with an immense joy bursting forth in great fountains of gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling an especially strong connection to the angelic realms, I can now say that I always knew that I Am an Angelic Human, a Messenger Human, but to limit me to this description is to attempt to put a boundary to a Being who is without them. With this&amp;nbsp;remembrance comes the knowing that I Am INFINITE therefore also simply Human. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2000, I opened to one of my gifts and began painting what I called "SoulSelf Portraits."&amp;nbsp;Each came with a detailed message&amp;nbsp;relevant to&amp;nbsp;the individual's path. While absolutely personal these translations of the union of the Divine Self with the human self are also Universal,&amp;nbsp;so in each I recognized my Self,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;messenger&amp;nbsp;of the Consciousness of Oneness." Somewhere deep down I knew I was an Angelic in Human form, yet using the name "messenger" kept it rather hidden except to those who knew that "messenger" is the translation of the word "Angel" in Greek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago as I sat in a movie theater waiting for the show to begin, I was shown a Being vast as the cosmos. Spiraling galaxies, worlds, planets as well as the one I had called my husband came out of this Cosmic Being and I knew this was "Me." From that moment on, I understood that we were but One and we could never be separate, yet my heartache told me otherwise. I also saw many dimensions where other's "realities" existed....they all are, if you imagine it, so it exists, yet can&amp;nbsp;one truly imagine something since it already is? To attempt to determine which one came first&amp;nbsp;is impossible since actually they are one and simultaneous in the NOW! Only in the dimension where we experience the duality do we see them as two separate events. So again, it is only a matter of remembering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation has not appealed to me in this journey. I did give it a try a few times over twenty years ago, but I&amp;nbsp;felt no need of this tool to access the energy of "Home" and my "higher" Self, that I&amp;nbsp;knew was&amp;nbsp;simply "Me." &lt;br /&gt;When in need of assistance in the resolution of a situation and recognizing that "guides" are but aspects of my Self, I&amp;nbsp;turned to&amp;nbsp;my "Source" or "MotherFather&amp;nbsp;Creator."&amp;nbsp;In these last&amp;nbsp;three years, the words: "The Beloved Within" have come to mind instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come back from what is termed "the Future," yet I Am also ancient. More and more future and past now often join in a dance that precludes any separation, and if anything it feels slightly disconcerting&amp;nbsp;to be unable to put a time frame on&amp;nbsp;an event&amp;nbsp;as it feels it is of both the future and the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything&amp;nbsp;around me is my creation,&amp;nbsp;my home is but an extension of myself, and is energy like everything else, the consciousness of the many&amp;nbsp;holds it in solid form. Einstein said: "Matter is solidified light." I have seen the codes/frequencies of the matrix of many things. Like in Star Trek, we are living in a holodeck and we believe it is real! We are the computer that has created the illusion. We are writing the scenario page by page and we play the&amp;nbsp;parts of the characters, yet only one author is there, not myriads as we assume! We are but ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am ageless, and timeless, and even though this body was born in 1948,&amp;nbsp;I know that&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;as I shift my focus from the numbers defining who&amp;nbsp;I am and my age to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;energy&lt;/em&gt; behind them, I am slowing down the aging process and I am already in the process of reversing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3297214471308808568-687677115188989142?l=marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/feeds/687677115188989142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/02/22120119-day-of-completion-completeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/687677115188989142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3297214471308808568/posts/default/687677115188989142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marie-cecile-myjourneyofremembrance.blogspot.com/2011/02/22120119-day-of-completion-completeness.html' title='Illumination: The Seed Of Completion Lies in Its Beginning'/><author><name>Marie-Cecile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516140213029844621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH1F31qf6M/TWaAiYYx9BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/a62n1Yu862k/s220/mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
