Several months back I began a ‘regime’ of daily meditation. Whilst this was an addition to my normal routine it’s fair to say that I’m no stranger to meditating. For many years I’ve found it to be beneficial in reducing the impact on life caused by the troubling consequences of a long-standing medical condition – secondary issues such as anxiety, depression and low self-esteem.
Now, however, I meditate to help me with my spiritual growth, a need for grounding, and to improve my mental dexterity, overall health and emotional well-being.
Meditation also helps me focus on the here and now and eliminate unwanted mind ‘chatter’. It almost always creates an enduring sense of peace and a connection to the universe. It is a means of ‘dialing in‘ to the Tranquility Channel.
In an age of constant negative distractions, destructive manipulation and division, the resulting serenity is nothing less than a port in the storm.
A few weeks ago as I listened to a recording by health and wellness expert, Davidji, his brief guided meditation titled ‘We are the Ones‘ captivated me as the message dovetailed with my own perceptions and experience. Its impact on me has been profound and has prompted a great deal of thought.
The message prompted me to reflect on two seemingly unconnected events from my life, bringing them together and thereby adding clarity and insight to an emerging picture. In short, the message became personal and immediate.
For many years I have sensed a ‘connection’, an interest and empathy with the aboriginal American Indians. This may stem from an alignment to their way of life, heritage or belief system – or perhaps all three, and more. Who knows? I don’t, and have never been able to explain it. The fact remains, I’ve felt an attachment … or an inexplicable ‘bond’, if you will.
A couple of years ago I underwent a course of reiki treatment through a local practitioner. One particular session was especially intense. During the treatment my body tingled from head to foot as a burst of colour – mainly indigo – swept across my vision in a constant succession of undulating waves.
At the end of the session the practitioner asked me whether I held an interest in the American Indian. She explained that, in the midst of the treatment, she received a clear image of a man on horseback – probably an Indian – riding on an open plain.
That was one of the ‘unconnected events’ I alluded to above. Here’s the second:
The bizarre developments of 2020 – which I’ll simply condense under the phrase ‘the big lie‘ – came as no surprise to me. Not that I take credit for that. I had no idea what form the ‘pain’ would be, I simply knew that pain was coming. So much so that I emailed my four elder brothers and younger sister to warn them of my misgivings.
I explained to them that, from information I was accessing at the time – alternative media often branded as ‘conspiracy theories’ – I knew that major global changes were imminent and things were about to become difficult. Painful for all of us.
One reason for sending the email was that I wanted them to be prepared for whatever was to transpire. I suggested they took steps to ensure their finances were secure and that they were prepared for disruptions in the supply of food, power and maybe even water. I said that there may even be civil unrest.
I also wanted them to inform others – friends, neighbours and their wider families – so that they too would be prepared. I realised that I risked ridicule by sending the email but such was the sense of urgency, I considered that I had no choice in the matter.
The date of my email was January 2, 2018. It was completely ignored.
These then were the two events that Davidji’s guided meditation brought so starkly to mind.
The meditation contains the following extract from a prophecy attributed to the Hopi tribes of northern Arizona. Their ‘End of the Fourth World‘ predictions of the life to come are not limited to the Hopi themselves but reflect impending events on a global scale. It describes an all-too-familiar scenario.
‘The big lie’ of 2020 appears to have created yet another rift in society. On the one side, many people all around the globe have succumbed to the brainwashing of an out-of-control media. Desperate to save themselves from a relatively benign ‘virus’, they’ve agreed to be injected with an experimental cocktail of god-knows what. The ramifications of this are now becoming clear.
In stark contrast, there remains a relatively silent group, including myself, which sees through the lie and acknowledge it for what it is. They refuse to be afraid. Instead, they choose to live their lives untouched by the insanity that prevails around them.
Whereas there are those who, as moths drawn to a flame, constantly tune-in to the ever-present brainwashing and fear, this second group have instead set their own dials on the Tranquility Channel.
It is this sad reality that makes the following prophecy so powerful:
‘You have been telling the people that this is the eleventh hour. Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the hour – and there are things to be considered:
Where are you living? What are you doing? What are your relationships? Are you in right relation? Where is your water? Know your garden.
It is time to speak your truth. Create your community. Be good to each other, and do not look outside yourself for the leader. This could be a good time.
There is a river flowing now, very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore. Push off into the middle of the river. Keep our eyes open and our heads above the water. See who is there with you, and celebrate.
At this time in history we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves. Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner, and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.’