Trip To Atlantis – May 2009

It came suddenly, I found myself sitting in a group. I was aware that we were a group of Advanced Souls living on the Earth approximately 20,000 years ago. We were the first experience of dense matter, and we were discussing how so many mistakes had been made.

The group was clutched with intense sorrow and sadness due to the utter and total knowing that the world we were in-habiting was soon to be destroyed and our peoples would be flung far and wide – if any of us managed to survive the impending catastrophe.

The dawning on us, as a collective consciousness, that we would soon suffer the loss of our identity, our loss of self and ultimately then, our loss of memory was overwhelming. There was no hysteria, only sad and mortifying acceptance of what was to come.

A heavy stillness hung over the group and I became aware of a feeling of being crushed – a heavy weight enveloping me and bringing me, right in to my awareness, the knowledge that this was the purpose of Atlantis!

To influence the material levels of the Earth Being itself, to infuse denser matter with Higher Consciousness.

I look back on this Journey and recognise it as my first experience of total consciousness coherence. Bring it on!

USA, Soroya Travelling with Etien (Obsidian Crystal Skull)

Back To School – May 2009

I was surprised to find myself back in my old classroom in the village school I attended as a small boy in Spain. I recognised myself to be aged around 7 years old again.

My favourite teacher was talking to the class but nobody was listening to him – it was as if he was invisible. I was trying hard to hear what he had to say as I KNEW that it was the most important message that I had heard up to that point in my life….I felt it would be such an important thing that he was trying to tell us…as if he knew the secret of the meaning of life itself – but I could not hear him above the noise of the crowd. It seemed the more I tried to hear the louder the crowd became.

Eventually the class bell rang and everyone left the classroom – ignoring the teacher as they went. As I walked past my Teacher he handed me a note – his lips were moving but I could still not hear his voice. He smiled at me as I walked on past him, taking the note in my hand.

When I opened the note it read ‘It is an Open Heart that hears the true voice of your fellow man’ . At this point I came back into myself. I remember I was tearful but smiling. I felt very humbled. I was left feeling a newly found understanding and empathy toward my fellow man. I feel I am learning many lessons of humanity during my Journeys with Salvador.

Spain, Carlos Travelling with Salvador (Clear Quartz Skull)