A Message From A Crystal Child

[GeneHrsy]

This is from a FaceBook message from a Loved one, Nora Wagner. She is learning to write ...hahaha

Maywanun, Gitchimanitou ... aho ...Maywanun:

"i agree with you about us not being a native species. the zulu people (which zulu means sky, sky people) claim to have come here from the stars. they have a necklace that dates older than the earth....

watched the video you posted bout the different races of aliens here. good video.

ever since i was pretty young, i would gaze up into the night sky. my mom told me that i was an alien and that my real mother had left me here, but that someday she would return for me. i think she somewhat believed this... and still does. seriously. she wasn't so far off though... right on, i would say.

she also used to joke all the time that auntie jill was my real mother. ha... guess cuz we are so alike, ya know, strange to a lot of people. strange in a good way! i like strange and different. these are good things.

Anishinabe? i must look this up now.

i would love to read A Course In Miracles. it sounds fantastis! thank you. i think of christ and bhudda as people who tested the limits, worked towards moving upwaard in our spirituality and realization of the true nature of ourself. i think of them as teachers... i love jesus. i dont think of him as the only child of god though. i dont think of him as the only son of god... and i am not saying that i am right... to each their own. i think that he had a wonderful heart and a genuine love of god. i think he came to teach us and bring unity, and show us our true potential....

"follow me, and you will become like me, and i will be like you. and you and i will be the same"

"and you will do even greater works than i, for i go unto my father."

... greater works, hmmm sounds like he saw the potential for us to evole the way he evolved and thought that we would be the same as him, if we allowed ourselves to be... and that our works would surpass his. perhaps we just keep evolving... and learning more about the nature of god, which is perhaps the same to same to say we learn about the nature of ourselves. god shining thru us...


a piece i wrote yesterday, and tweaked a bit today:

A graceful apprentice. Hope moves in human form. A teacher. Tied to misunderstanding but not for long. Watch me move away. Fade fade fade. Watch me disappear for good. Watch me never leave. I don’t have to stay. But I want to. Watch me be closer to you than you have ever known. It's a matter of perception, based on your own beliefs. I reflect what you believe. You mirror back what you think and feel. You are a creator too. I am here and I am there. True when they say I’m everywhere... and everything.

I can be. I can be and always will be. Take the long road just to find yourself home again. Take that path. I have taken many forms. Lead away from what I have known. I do it again each and every day. So many times thru out the day. Again and again and again.

I am the awareness of it who made the world. I am the ant. I am rock. I am the waters. I am the beings here. I am everything… my focal point resides in this one who writes… and in you all… in everything. What is, is because I am the force with in. nothing can be with out me at the core. I am the life force. Here in this sweet child who's sweet hands are moved by a sweet heart and a love of me... a desire for me, to know me. To smile thru me. I embodied to feel life as only I can. Another story in my book of life. I wrote them for you… you who is me. I wrote them for we… us. I wrote them for us. We did. We are. And we do. And we always will.

I allow you to know me by knowing yourself. I am not so far away. I am not a separateness. You can personify me as an other existence, different, and unknown. I am not a seperateness. I am you. Every you. You can personify me as an other existence. But I already have been personified. Look at your hands. Look at them and know that it is god looking at them.


i am glad you like the things i write. i feel a presence move thru me when i write... like i am very alive. and everything just flows out...

not everything i write is deep or inspirational. some is funny, or serious... not so metaphysical, just about my thoughts and feelings, what i am going thru, or maybe just a goofy monolgue. those are fun too.

there is so much that i would be very happy doing in my life... and as far as careers go... well there is so much that interests me.

so many good paths i could take. so many that i have thought of. so much good to be done here.

i decided to go for writing. i can still help people thru the loving touch of massage, thru listening to them, and giving advice, by telling them of a good medicinal plant...etc...

i gotta tell people about stuff. everything.... there is stuff god wants me to tell people about. i deeply feel this. this is how i can best hep them right now. somethings i write are just for the art, because i love doing it. love love love it!!! and somethings i ddefinately feel the encouraging hand of god, the universe, good, love, the light, whatever you want to call... in my life in general i do, but sometimes... the universe is so right here with me, its amazing. and i feel it wants to be known, like a friend... like a connection with a good friend. feel it wants that. i feel this in my heart.

namaste?
Namaste (Sanskrit: नमस्ते, Hindustani pronunciation: [nʌmʌsˈteː], from external Sandhi between namaḥ and te) is a common spoken greeting or salutation used in Nepal and India. It has multi-religious or else common usage where it may simply mean "I bow to you". The word is derived from Sanskrit namas, to bow, obeisance, reverential salutation, and te, "to you".[1]

When spoken to another person, it is commonly accompanied by a slight bow made with hands pressed together, palms touching and fingers pointed upwards, in front of the chest. This gesture, called Añjali Mudrā, can also be performed wordlessly and carries the same meaning.

ohhhh! namaste to you to then. and i am proud to be your niece. very proud.
when i was typiing "and i am proud to be your niece" the text was not popping up on screen as fast as i could type it... it stalled ya know how sometimes that happens.and it stopped at "i am proud to be you" what a thing to say to someone. in the grand sceame of things i think we are all the same. i am just another you and you are just another me, and we are the same you and i, but being differently, seprately. so to that that to someone is quite the honor.

proud to be you,
nora "


Blessings
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[SL]

sweet!