A Conversation With Master Jeshua

                                     A Conversation with Master Jeshua Around Summer Solstice, 2013.      

            Last night I seemed to speak with Master Jeshua who came through in a gentle, measured, considered voice, so clear and flowing without hesitation.  I asked him  if he had anything to say to me after the difficult, even harrowing time,  I had been having.  He gently urged me to deeply accept and embrace all I had been through, without judgement and without fear of being judged.  He asked me if a loving parent would reject a child for throwing a tantrum and not bring it back into their loving embrace.  He likened what I had been through, all the sadness, depression, fear, doubt, anger, even hatred of God, for creating a world that’s just not up to my standards, does not fulfil my dreams and expectations! – to going through the pit of snakes, (I had even a few nights before dreamt of a snake flying right at the chest of this guy and biting him then having its head cut off by someone else with bolt cutters!) a  mini crucifixion, while lying still alive in a tomb sealed up in the darkness.  These things were often done to neophytes in the sacred Mystery schools of the ancient world, such as Jeshua himself was initiated into in Egypt, even quite literally and physically.

       There are so many deaths and rebirths on the way back to the Father’s house, and this was one of the major such periods for me in my whole life, for certain reasons that combined in a potent cocktail: my own karmas, certain external catalysts and conditions and the unique nature of this time, when as a collective of souls humankind and Mother Earth are simultaneously undergoing great transformation and Ascension on many levels.  Jeshua further elaborated that it was as if the seabed of my soul was being deep trawled and all that lay in the darkness and innermost Underworld depths was being brought up and emerged into the surface and the light of the sun, to be intensely and closely experientially examined and thence either purged and released or kept in deep store as it were for when need of it might arise.  He said I had been undergoing my own hero’s journey, my trials and ordeals, as the disciple of my own inner Christ and that I would be emerging stronger, more integrated and mature,  being able  to hold and express  more of my Soul and Higher Self through the body. 

     Master Jeshua then quietly yet firmly reminded me of the many times in my life when I have felt so close to the Divine I could reach out and touch as I felt touched by the Mother Father God; so intimately cherished and loved, so much and integrally part, even as my foibled earthly personality down to my very fleshly cells, of my greater divine being.  For I had been experiencing the true and horrific extent of my own apparent separation, as the Prodigal Son approaches his Father’s house many times only to turn away once again and go on more odysseys and adventurings in foreign distant lands, unaware all the while that his Father’s loving embrace is there with him also at all times.  The separation is always only apparent but can seem terribly and omnipresently real, and it is as if the soul has to taste and drink in to the full the extremities of it as each time it approaches back to the divine aspects of itself it may know in a stronger, deeper and more expanded way and above all, appreciate, who it really is that much more in its own god essence.

     I arose,  bowed, and said ‘Amen’ and thanked from the bottom of my heart the Master Jeshua’s energy for these wonderful, moving and solacing words  and I went on my way feeling quietly yet profoundly blessed.

                                         A.R.