Thursday, April 18, 2013

You Need To Keep Believing That Peace Comes One Person at a Time, That Light Is Birthed One Thought at a Time, That The Heart Heals One Love at a Time As received by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan


You hold the key to every doorway within all existences.  You hold the key to all the gifts that the Gods yearn to bring to you.  You hold the key to all the distress that you receive.  You hold the keys to the hard learning's, the easy learning’s, the ups, the downs, and the in-betweens of the stairway of self.  It is you dear ones that procreate, recreate, un-create, and create on all levels of time, of thought, and of experience.  Within the realm of all possibilities is where you sit, where you weave, where you sculpt, where you pre-design, and re-design.  Within the realm of all probabilities is where you breathe, where you think, where you believe

You are the grand design that you yearn for, you are the prosperity that you seek, and you are the love in your life that you pray for. Only then will you come into the fulfillment of a promise to all levels of self, probable, dimensional, past, present, and future. Underlining all of the design that you have sculpted for yourself, the landscape of your life, are reasons.  Reasons that you create chaos while seeking peace.  Reasons that you limit receiving and spending.  Until you understand the reasons that you do what you do, you will continue in the cycles of destruction and disruption. 


Your design is holy and hope-fully created.  You are not designed on a whim. You are designed on purpose, with purpose.  There is nothing about you that is haphazard.   
As you stepped into the physical body, birthed through the tunnel of Love within your Mother, you stood wide-eyed at this conjunction of time looking at everything with delight, not censoring your experience.  After many years of being hurt you turned away from the harsh world and sculpted your truths in silence.  You fashioned your imagination; you swam  in and out of daydreams. You told no one about the visions, the visitations, the fairies, the angels.

As an adult, you have allowed world events, governments and corporations to pop your bubbles, kidnap your dreams.  Deep inside your heart you still believe in the magic of life.   You are a being of such immense power beyond your capacity to remember.  Each thought that you have represents a nuclear expansion of self. 

Keep designing and sculpting a world that you believe in, a world that is full of love, a world that is full of medical miracles, a world where all people tell the truth and hold a code of honor. A world that is filled with possibilities and probabilities that go beyond your imagination.  That world begins with your thoughts and your belief.  When you believe there is a cure for cancer, there is.  When you believe there is world peace, there is.  It does not matter if you see it just believe it, no matter what.

You Don't have to figure it out,
You just have to Believe!

Keep believing that peace comes one person at a time, that light is birthed one thought at a time, that the heart heals one love at a time. LOVE just for the heck it.  LOVE just because you can. You were born to love. Dissolve all the chaotic patterns and violence of what has been shown to you by every picture on every screen. Send laser beams of love, you have the ability to shift the future and focus on the good in the world. Release all that does not serve Love.  Release all that does not fit into the future that you seek from the bottom, the top, and the center of your heart.

We are the Council of Light, We live on the north side of super galactic center. We move through these black holes and use them as mouth pieces to amplify what we know to be truth. We broadcast this truth throughout your Milky Way into the cells and the solar sun that lives within each one of you.  Names do not describe what our event is for we are an event that believes in itself as you are destined to be an event that believes in yourself.  We leave you at this point and intersection of time and space and thought.

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