Sixwings and Sixwings11
following is the NDE testimony of a married couple each of whom had an NDE
within two months of each other. Their NDEs were influential in bringing
them together in holy matrimony. These two people wish to remain anonymous
because they are not seeking religious persecution from the religionists
they know. For this reason, they refer to themselves as Sixwings (the wife)
and Sixwings11 (the husband). The following is an excerpt of their writings
which appears in long form at
neardeathexperience.blogspot.com. I want to thank LC the owner of
www.JesusReligion.com whose email
for bringing these wonderful people and their NDEs to my attention.
The NDE of Sixwings
You may be wondering why I am called "Sixwings." This is from my NDE.
Traveling through the 'tunnel' of light at incredible speed, there were two
beings on each side of me. They told me telepathically they were angels. We
began to slow down and I could see a portal or doorway ahead. I remember
thinking that it was similar to a landing pad. I began taking in what I
could at this slower pace. I saw that the tunnel of light were actually
angels standing side by side on both sides of us each possessing six wings!
Two placed as we are traditionally taught, however much larger and
magnificent. These touched the same wings of the angel on either side of
them. They each had another set coming off their upper backs. These extended
up and over -- touching the same wings of the angel opposite them forming a
half circle "roof." Then each had two more coming from their ankles. These
formed the other half circle - the "floor" of the tunnel.
This is an interesting side note: I understood that only the Light gave them
any form similar to air giving a balloon form. Later I was shown the fall of
Lucifer. The best example is a fully blown balloon (untied) and released --
chaotic with no direction just as a balloon would be.
These angels forming the tunnel were sculpted in a human form, instead of
marble or granite, they would be described as light bulbs! I looked beyond
them and saw this darkness -- deep and blacker than black. I was getting
terrified. I understood this as "outer darkness." There were places and
levels there also. It was not hell; but that's another topic.
I then saw Jesus at the portal opening. He was expecting me. There was no
doubt of that. He is a thousand times more loving than anything this realm
can perceive. I even hesitate that I should place a limit on this love. Some
would ask how I knew this was Jesus. Because I KNEW him. I knew I had known
him before. It was like dearly beloved old friends too long apart.
He reached out not able to wait for my actual landing and pulled me into his
arms. Instantly, or the veil is pulled down on memory concerning anything
that took place in between, to my memory, I felt as though I tumbled into
what would be described as "the throne room." Perhaps this was another level
and in traveling there, I didn't slow up to land. But I was crumpled on the
floor wondering why this didn't hurt. This floor was as a soft cushion yet
at the same time without any give. It appeared to be pure gold combined with
techniques that are yet to be discovered in this realm. It was blown (glass)
gold. I looked around me and it was then I realized I must have died.
This was written by John [of the Book of Revelation]. Yet, we cannot
perceive its truth. There is little reference for us here to understand what
John truthfully described.
There was a throne before me. There were holy beings lined up and in rows on
each side. Hundreds. There was a shift in the atmosphere. A holy music
telepathically came from these beings and I heard telepathically many voices
saying, "HE'S HERE ... HE'S COMING IN." At the same time, these beings in a
human form and beautifully colored and arrayed began "sprouting" wings.
I must define sprouting. These wings are retractable! Years later I was to
see here in this realm some of the fantasy movies' armour "form and retract"
exactly how these wings did also. Each being had three sets of wings. This
was just awesome to me! I understood also that all things do proceed from
above. I believe that one day this concept will not be a fantasy of which I
had no reference to on Earth even in fantasy form for years thereafter. Yet
the fantasy was birthed here from "above." I also understand why some people
believe that angels do not have wings at all or with only two. Ezekiel saw
four two-sets of wings on the cherubs.
next event was that I looked up and saw the Father -- wrathful. I'm
referring to my belief prior to my meeting him. This was due to fear-based
religion. Jesus, I had perceived as love, but the Father as this wrathful,
angry, punishing God that only Jesus could control as if they had cut a
As I look back on this belief it truly seems to me that the fear in religion
is so occultic -- like the sacrifice (Jesus) to appease the god(s) ...
I was terrified. This was my belief living this Earth realm so it was there
also for me.
In speed that cannot be described, I was taken through what some refer to as
a "life review." I felt everything I had ever done to another and myself
from the least act to the greatest. This terrified me even more. I was
literally groveling on the floor before the Father and this did not set well
with Him at all. Whoa! And what I felt from Him I perceived as that hell was
just around the corner. What I felt was Righteous Anger.
Oh yes, but there is no reference for this on Earth. Man's anger has no part
whatsoever in what is true Righteous Anger. But what I felt from Him was
about this. He said, "Why is she groveling??? (and this to everyone in the
I peeked through my hands and I knew He was telepathically speaking with
Jesus. I must add that when He asked this question his voice was like
thunder. It was booming and resonated through me. It kept echoing outward
through the universe. My word does not go out void.
He then spoke to me so tenderly. "Don't you know that my children do not
grovel before me? Stand up. Now come to me."
He took me in his arms and upon His lap like a father with their child. He
spoke to me about fearing Him. There was nothing to fear of or in Him. There
is no punishment in or of Him. This is from man alone.
"They are lying about me," He said. "Man punishes themselves and others."
I could not possibly write here of every knowing that was placed in me by
Him. Does this sound egotistical? It would to me. I must clarify once again
that I only received a drop of knowledge out of the oceans of the world in
comparison to what is contained in the Father. This full realization was
known to me at that time.
This "program" was what I needed first and that yet would have to be
integrated fully into my system when I returned. There were still those
shadows I must heal with Spirit and the Truth and the help of those who made
agreements with me before this lifetime began.
"WE speak that WE do KNOW and testify that WE have
seen and ye receive not our witness." -- John 3:11
"And NO man hath ascended up to heaven, but he that came down from heaven,
even the Son of man which is in heaven." -- John 3:13
This scripture is evidence of pre-existence. Why do I have a feeling that
some of you also know this already? It was another burning question! I
remember questioning this scripture to those in the church long ago. This
was met with irritation. Or, I would receive a great deal of theological
distractive jargon which in fact had no reference to the question. The
answers I received were nonsensical.
The Orb was light proceeding from within the Father. It wasn't a perfect
circle. It was flowing and bursting forth from Him at the same time. There
were rays and also small orbs or balls of light breaking off of the whole.
Oh, yes! These smaller orbs breaking off the whole had various reasons for
doing so. Some were returning to this realm (and I understood other realms)
as "ghosts." I would say in this context, some come to help those who are
wandering on this plane. They don't know they are dead or they are terrified
of moving on because they believe they will go to hell. Some are ancestors
-- even to these dark entities -- some ancestors or friends to those alive
here. Some are about to enter a fetus and begin their incarnation here.
The levels are Infinite! There is no arrival destination other than the
light! I know I am inadequate in defining this. We desire home -- the whole
of the light -- but once in this light there are absolutely magnificent
worlds or levels of further destinations "deep unto deep" into the light.
This would describe I AM!!! There is one major difference: the oppression
that is in this Earth realm, including the body, is not within the light and
these levels of light worlds. There is also a "prison." Those that have
learning, not punishment, to evolve their fearful beliefs into the
understanding of the love of God. This may take more than one level to learn
through before they go on to the Father. My husband experienced this on his
NDE as I did on another level. I will add though, Jesus was in this place he
went to. He was there for him. The great teacher! As he was for all in these
levels. There is no hell which religion declares to control the people by
When I heard, "HE'S HERE -- HE'S COMING," I was to understand in the
Father's arms that He came to me from at that moment from a much deeper
level -- to the level I was only able to reach. His love is that great. He
resides within and moves throughout these levels of the whole of his light.
From that I know that one does not understand all they have seen and heard.
I have to say there is a handicap in knowing through an NDE that is the
integration of this into our body system. One who receives knowing while in
their body is in fact at an incredible advantage. I did see as face to face.
That is remarkable. But it also presents an incredible burden. It is not
unheard of to take many years to integrate all one has seen and heard on the
Other Side. One who receives on this side -- the knowing -- well I know what
that's like also. It permeates through one's entire system. What I have
experienced in my past and still do when more integration is flowing could
be likened to a paralysis. One knows how to walk but one cannot bring it
"Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they
that have not seen, and yet believed."
I intimately understand this truth. Although I am grateful beyond words for
my NDE I also understand the burden. I was even instructed how to fast a
particular way for one reason so that being in my body once again would be
more tolerable. Also, I understood this is due to the flesh DNA. This is
another reason we here are having difficulty in attaining what we know to be
true. Science has proven just how much information is passed on through DNA.
This is evolving from us. The Dark Ages were particularly damaging and this
takes time to purge from our DNA. Just that alone! I also experienced
misunderstanding of what I heard! Yet the path is narrow. These
misunderstandings did not fit. I also believe Paul experienced a martyr
victim persona. I believe due to guilt for his vengeful persecutions upon
the early church. He evolves from quite a bit of abuse upon himself to
"miraculously" skating out of stonings and beatings. This guilt would also
filter through his understanding of what he hears within or from his NDE.
Also I see a gradual change in Paul's writings over time. He seems to begin
the integration -- the theme of "hell fire" seems to be purging out of him a
little. I think the mistake is made in believing Paul could possibly be "All
Knowing" by religion.
Angels? I can't begin to describe to you what I saw in that "throne room."
There were "creatures" -- the most beautiful creatures imaginable. I just
looked up John's Revelation Chapter 4:7. This is John's description:
"In the center, around the throne, were four living
creatures, and they were covered with eyes, in front and in back. The first
living creature was like a lion, the second was like an ox, the third had a
face like a man, the fourth was like a flying eagle." - Rev. 4:7
And see Chap 5:11:
"Then I looked and heard the voice of many angels,
numbering thousands upon thousands, and ten thousand times ten thousand.
They encircled the throne and the living creatures and the elders." - Rev.
There are probably more. I haven't studied Revelation since I had my NDE.
I knew from that time on that I didn't need to worry about it anymore. I
knew the truth about myself and why I really studied this particular book.
Worry, or rather fear, and somehow I believed in studying them I could
control what was pre-ordained for me to go through or not. My interest is
sparking me to begin studying it again for different reasons now! These
"creatures" John calls beasts, that strikes our modern minds as with a
monstrous appearance; but, they are truly beautiful. I knew at the time they
had abilities that the "angels" did not have. I knew that there were many
more creatures. Rev. 5:11 gives some agreement to this.
angels with the six wings in the "throne room" were different than the ones
who had six wings and lit the tunnel. They were more solid -- not so much as
an appearance of a "light bulb" form. They had exquisite coloring and
garments. I also understood that as on Earth there are so many wonderful
creatures. Why shouldn't there also be on the Other Side?
Jesus even spoke to my amazement at this. He said there were actually
unicorns on Earth and are now extinct because the horns were believed by men
to possess magical powers. The myths surrounding them are just that. (Rhinos
are facing this same thing today for their horns!)
I knew and understood that "mankind" could act as "angels" also. I truly
believe that many encounters we have with what we believe are traditional
angels are actually those from the Other Side and not limited to direct
"relatives" to a person.
I truly believe "the elders" (who I also saw and who Jesus was standing with
in the "throne room." I heard "the Masters" and "the Ancient Ones" in
terming who they were) visit us at those major moments of spiritual
awakenings throughout our lives. I believe the angels who visit us on Earth
are also messengers. There were also cherubims. Like the beasts or
creatures, I could not describe these to you. Even re-reading John's account
of the beasts, I have no memory recall other than they were exquisitely
colored and magnificent. No bird on Earth is arrayed like these!
I've been asked to describe Jesus. What color is his hair? Well, like his
eyes, the color of love. That's exactly why I can't describe him physically!
Just about all of us have been there -- in Love. Ah! So completely in love
we didn't even notice a flaw -- those minor physical flaws that all of us
have. No, our beloved was perfect.
I'm struggling with verbalizing what has been locked inside me for so many
years. I feel I should write first more concerning my life review. This NDE
was first and foremost my wakeup. I saw myself in my nakedness fully when I
went through my "life review" me, the Spirit-filled, Church-going, tithing,
plus love offering, Christian. This was not a pretty sight. This was also my
hell. I am my own Hell.
When Jesus said "entering into hell," this was it -- myself -- this life
review. Quite frankly, it is worse than what religion describes as hell. I'm
not saying this to place fear in anyone. I would add that this life review
took a time not of hell's eternity; but in the twinkling of an eye. Grace
without a doubt took on a completely different meaning and value to me.
Eternal hell -- this is the fact that who we are upon the time of leaving
this realm we do take with us into eternity. Jesus isn't up there with a
magic wand turning us into all perfection and all knowledge upon arrival.
The Love there honors all. We don't breathe air there. We breathe in Love.
Is that fantastic! Your "spiritual skin pores" breathe this in also without
toxicity but love released. No one views anyone as beneath them or, "Boy,
didn't they mess up." Whatever we go through is viewed as being courageous
in this life. Didn't Christ take sin upon his own self in this realm? We all
do. We even take on other's too -- being scapegoats without knowing this.
There's few of us who have not experienced having to transform this within
ourselves. Sometimes this is extremely difficult. Was not Jesus courageous
for this and honored? So are we. As he is our example.
Hell is a prison. Jesus spoke of being in prison until the last debt was
paid. He paid this debt. The question arises that if we aren't tapped with a
magic wand and we arrive there as we are, what about the criminals? The
insane? There are levels and anyone can grow and learn within these levels.
When I wrote about the blackness and levels outside the tunnel earlier and I
was terrified of going there, I'll say again, I
was also terrified of the Father at that point. These levels which are
outside the tunnel of light are places of darkness -- varying depths of
darkness dependent on the depth of fear of God.
Yes, I said I was terrified of the Father, but prior to my NDE I was also
seeking out the truth concerning this very fear. A person who is acting out
violent crimes which would also be lacking in intimacy in any way would have
fear magnified much more so.
spoke to me of Charlie Manson at this point. His loving tenderness in
speaking of him quite shocked me. Jesus knew also that I had close relatives
who were intimate with someone who arrived on the Tate crime scene;
therefore, we heard the unpublished gruesome details within hours. I could
not imagine anyone doing such atrocities to another and "have a chance in
hell," of escaping hell. Now, hearing Jesus speaking of "My, Charlie"????
With such tenderness??? He said this to me, "You wonder at my love for him
at how dear he is to me. It is because I know why he did what he did. I knew
Charlie from the beginning. I was there when he was a child. I know the pain
that his sin is rooted in. I know his pain."
I have read much on NDEs. I have read one widely publicized book that states
that hell is reserved for the worst of people like Satanists. I agree with
much of this author's writings, but having experienced an NDE myself, I also
understand that we can make an assumption or misunderstand what we might
only glimpse on the Other Side and how difficult it can be to integrate it
through false worldly beliefs in the
world. I also am fully aware that this that I write here is not going to be
popular in the least. But I can't cover this up. Jesus did come for the
whole world. That would include everyone. Charlie Manson was the leader of a
Satanic Cult. There is a level in this darkness provided for healing,
growth, and fears dissolving. Then entering into the next level. No "altar
call" necessary. Jesus didn't have one altar call. He knows
how people can be saved from themselves.
Jesus took me through many visual learning experiences. The following is
Jesus took me to this great room filled with the masses. As Jesus and I
stood there, as if we were spirits looking through the veil, Jesus was also
on that Other Side of the veil with these masses (this could lead some to
believe he is omnipresent, rather virtual reality, in its perfect form!)
Everyone in the room knew he was about to honor someone in this room. I saw
at the front of these masses many preachers & evangelists, all being very
pleased with the "work" that they had done on Earth for God. Jesus walked
right past them all to their shock. He wandered through the crowds way to
the back. There he stopped by an old woman. You could hear the buzz. "What's
he doing? Who is this woman?" No one knew who she was. The woman herself was
suddenly understanding that he was by her and not someone close to her.
She said, "Oh surely not me Lord?"
placed his hand on her shoulder and said, "You did exactly what I told you
to do. You did not do what man told you or, what you thought you 'should'
do. But you did the very works that you were on Earth to do -- nothing more
-- which would crowd out what you were here to do. These works had great
effect as a result. Without them many other planned works would be jammed."
I'm not saying that this actual event takes place on the Other Side. This
was a learning tool for me like the parables. I can forego the public
honoring. That without a doubt. My sole desire is to do only what I am here
to do and that by love. If it is only one word, so be it. The least is the
greatest. This "greatest" is not always publicly known. But very much the
simplicity of doing what seems to man to be the least, yet one is greatly
fulfilled by fulfilling this perfect plan that the Father has pre-ordained
for us. Small acts, if led from obedience to God, are involved in a ripple
effect. Again, "My word does not go out void." This would not exempt great
scaled works either. But all are as nothing if manmade in any shape or form.
Love is central to this all. We all must learn to be "abased" and also to
"abound" Perhaps I am also stuck on the small things and I must allow my
vision to broaden.
The NDE of Sixwings11
was killed in a lone auto accident. I wrapped my car around a telephone pole
at 90+ mph, not intentionally. The road followed three sets of train tracks
and I had just crossed over the train bridge and was going down a hill with
an abrupt turn at the bottom. I remember turning and straightening out and
After the impact, I was conscious. My head hurt. I was not wearing a
seatbelt and had flown into the corner of the roof post and the windshield
on the passenger side. I felt my head and it was bleeding profusely. I
remember saying, "Oh s***" and opened the drivers door and fell out of the
The next thing I remember, I was standing next to my body. The pain was
gone. In fact, I felt pretty good. I knew I had died at that moment and felt
sadness for a time that my life was over. I thought of my parents, family
and friends, and ... uh oh ... what have I done here? I knew this was it.
Then I wondered what happens next.
I started to hear a low pitched hum and it grew louder and louder. I began
to float over the scene of the wreck and then over my body as if to say
goodbye to myself, "It is almost time to go on." I didn't think to "go" to
my parents or anyone at the time which now seems odd to me, almost selfish,
because I was very close to them all. I was enamored with wonderment at my
situation. I felt strangely at peace with the entire scene before me. Then I
felt pulled rapidly from the scene as if I were being lifted up backwards
and began to enter into a tornado-like tunnel. The humming sound was very
loud now and I was traveling very fast for a long time. I remember wanting
to stop because I could feel every atom of my being strained to its limit. I
felt like I was being torn to shreds by the velocity.
I saw a bright light and slowly, slowed down and "landed" on the top of a
grassy hill. I was standing there and thought to myself, " I must be dead."
I heard a voice in my chest and in my head reply, "You are."
I was also aware of someone behind me, though I didn't turn around. I looked
out from my vantage point and saw a pulsating orb to my left. Kind of like
our sun, but closer and with a white/golden color. Beams of light were
emanating forth slightly and returning to it. I looked forward and could see
a valley, surrounded by mountains with millions of people in this valley
dancing, singing and raising their arms in praise. They were bathed in the
light of this orb. I was asking questions and they were being answered
Then I felt a hand on my back gently but forcefully "leading" me toward the
valley. As we approached the valley, I noticed these clay-like figures
surrounding the "worshippers." They were hideous, tall, and their eyes
staring blindly forward. They seemed "wrapped in darkness," stoic, and
lifeless. Each one was about eight feet apart and formed a gruesome "fence"
about the valley. They all faced away from it. I looked through into the
valley between them and saw a woman (whose daughter I met four years later
-- a friend I had yet to make on Earth, Her mom) singing and clapping and
praising God for all she was worth. She looked at me as if to say, "Praise
Him and do it now!!!
I was led up to one of these figures and I instinctively repulsed, but to no
avail. The "leading" put me face to face with this cold clammy being and my
hair stood up on end like I had just put my finger into an electrical
outlet. I had seen myself and knew I belonged inside this self-entity. Yet I
couldn't accept it.
screamed in sheer terror, "Jesus !!!" I turned to my left and saw Him there.
I jumped into Him, wrapping my arms and legs around His body and squeezed
Him, and wouldn't let go. He comforted me and carried me to a place of peace
and asked if I wanted to go back to my life and right the wrongs I had been
doing. I must have agreed to, because all of the sudden, I was back over the
scene of the wreck and there were all the lights flashing from the police
cars, ambulances, and fire trucks. My body was surrounded with paramedics
and their equipment. A crowd had gathered across the roadway.
I heard them say, "Give up. He's gone."
And one paramedic said, "I'll give it one more try."
They hit me with the paddles again, and I remember thinking, "I really don't
want to return" but I knew I had to if I wanted to get things righted.
I "put on my body" as you would put on a set of clothes. I sat and stretched
into each leg, laid back, and enveloped myself back into my body. I had no
more conscious memory until I awoke in the hospital the next afternoon. I
had two large deep gashes to the right side of my head narrowly missing my
eye. Nothing broken. No brain damage (contrary to some opinions). No organ
damage from loss of blood. I spent almost two days in the hospital and the
doctor said I could go home if I could get up and walk across the room. I
ran and am still running to this day. I wore an eye patch for a few weeks
and bandages over my wounds until they were fully healed (as my eye
stretched white due to the swelling). I still am blessed with 20/20 vision.
"Miracle" upon "miracle" has been given to me and I am thankful for them
I told my family about my experience (Catholicism ruled) and they just
laughed and said it was probably a dream (unable or unwilling to comprehend)
and between themselves said, "He must have suffered brain damage."
My senses were heightened (especially hearing). And I had developed a
capacity for healing and clairvoyance where I could literally tell you what
the next day's paper's headline would read.
I was different after this experience and my family knew it. They did
everything possible to thwart my progression spiritually and mentally. I
broke free completely from the catholic church and began my "investigation "
of my spiritual development in many different churches: Lutheran (that went
over big with my family), Methodist, Baptist, Pentecostal, etc. couldn't
find the answers I needed. I tried everything and ended up discouraged until
I really started seeking God outside of the "religious atmospheres." I would
simply take walks alone in the woods and commune with Him one on one
receiving the truth and applying it where possible. I was still "on the
fence" dealing with my family of origin and confused religious upbringing. I
abused drugs and alcohol to cope with their onslaught of dysfunctional
abuses. I somehow got it into my head that I was to somehow save them and
this was my purpose. I finally allowed myself to break free of them
completely after meeting my wife (Sixwings). At first it was a struggle, a
war that is still being skirmished, not by us but by them. They want me back
in the "family" only as what I realize I was to them: a scapegoat. They have
used my "gifts" to abuse me with them. I am an empath and have an enormous
capacity to love, having been quite literally in the arms of "Love" itself.
They are like ravenous wolves and if I laughed or showed joy, it was
immediately rejected, and harshly. I love them dearly, but I cannot be with
them. I understand how powerful family is and the great importance placed on
it, as blood is thicker than water. But it occurred to me after much seeking
with God, that it takes a heart to pump the blood. I began to understand the
teaching of Jesus in Matt. 10:34-40 (that religion has never adequately
defined for me). I discovered that I could not follow Jesus and my family. I
discovered that when I made my decision to separate myself from them, my
walk with Jesus toward the Father opened up and has continued to grow
stronger. They wanted to control me like religion.
My hope is that I have not caused anyone offence with this writing. I have
yet to tap the fullness of my experience as I am still trying to integrate
it into my life. Many times in meditation, much more about my encounter is
revealed. It is real difficult to express in words, the messages and
feelings revealed. But I promise to do all I am able to do; to be clear and
concise as I progress.
May God's love and peace dwell in your hearts.
More Spiritual Lessons From The Heavenlies
are all one. Yet each one of us are so different -- the snowfall and the
snowflake. I was shown this to emphasize more so the "lilies of the fields."
How if God would value the intricate diversity within every single
snowflake, how much more valuable are we are as individuals. I needed this
lesson. Religion was tearing away at my value before God and, as a result,
myself. I'll go so far as to say He told me he needed us (yet He doesn't --
paradox again) as much as we need Him. Yep. We are from Him. This further
convincing me of Him not desiring any should perish. God will have what He
desires! If He can't, our desires are dust! I swore in the Father's arms I
felt it -- not just His love -- but the reaction from Him when I loved Him
in return! Abba. PaPa. That this great God -- I AM -- would even want to be
a Father and know us before we. I also believe in pre-ordained, chosen, and
free will choice, and those all working together, and quite poetically and
harmoniously. No contradiction. I will write of this further later.
And those traveling downward to enlighten others? Yes. Yes. I will go so far
to say I believe in reincarnation. I saw many masters agreeing to come back
here to be born in the flesh. This is multiplying in this time now. I would
agree that it is the time for spiritual truth and liberation. Also, because
we carry everything we are into the levels -- and we are given the
opportunity to undo -- yet, we remember. I can remember, although forgiven
and repented and delivered from the worst sin I ever committed. Although I
am not haunted about this -- just remembering gives me the creepy-crawlies.
This is also the state in the upper levels.
I was shown Elijah and also John the Baptist by Jesus (taken to these
realities in the past). I had asked him about the Baptist and Jesus saying
this was Elijah. Elijah fled, in fear, from Ahab's wife Jezebel. Elijah
would forever be able to recall this, although forgiven.
We there in a proper time are giving the opportunity to make things right if
not done so on Earth. The liberation of this is eternal. Zaccheus was shown
to me also concerning this making things right, restoring in multiples. John
did not run from "Jezebel." He completely faced her and her passive husband
knowing that he must decrease. The crown on this is a paradox. Horrid to us
that his head was served on a platter in the court; but John, Elijah, was
redeemed in another court. He had an eternal memory overshadowing the one he
for so many years and possibly, eternity. Would not the loving Father find
I certainly don't believe we come back as an ant. But for very specific
eternal needs and blessings. Only through the co-existence of the levels
here on Earth could this be an opportunity for us to make right, things for
our blessing of eternal existence. So this co-existence is profitable for
many reasons. Without a doubt the masters come in spiritual form also.
Elijah and Moses to Jesus. Once, when my husband and I and our daughter was
in prayer together, we knew -- all three of us -- that Jesus and a handful
of the masters were present. We did not see them, but we knew. All of us
knew. There followed a major awakening of memories from the Other Side and
liberation for us concerning many things. My daughter has even known her
"angels" name -- Michael -- and she says she has known him for centuries --
a trusted friend -- one who if he makes a vow to another will give his life
before breaking that vow.
Perhaps the reincarnation topic is too much. I would very much understand.
Had I not seen this shown to me, I would not be able to accept it. I have
come to understand this as being another way of the Father's great love
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