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Saint Oran Speaks is a blog of messages channeled through M. E. Jones from Saint Oran, the Druid of the Hebrides. After a long rest on an ancient island, he has returned with messages from spirit. Thank you for bearing witness to the unfolding . . . NEW content on the way!
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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Walls and bridges, rocks and stones

Sisters and Brothers,

This is Oran. You brother and your kin.
Powerful times lie ahead.
A struggle for supreme dominance in your
political battles.

I have seen it before. The rise of the mighty
created in blood.

But you know that the boarders that
divide us are not truly there.
There are no boarders.

Those who erect false walls and bridges
to gated lands find themselves under the
rocks and stones when the earth begins to move.

Build not these battlements unless you wish to
make them your tomb.

A strong warning,
but a true one.

........

You are changing now.
Cells inside humans activating.
New Pathways
you are being remade.
for future understanding
this is causing many to self-destruct.

Self-inquiry is what is needed.

Who am I?
A place to begin
The most difficult to answer.

Go Now
Your brother


February 1, 2012
7:09 am

Sunday, March 20, 2011

True Wealth (Message #35)

Oran, your brother and your kin.

Bring forth the truth of heaven -- the wholeness of spirit. You are complete. You have asked for this earthly experience, but you are already a light being, below the flesh.

There is an opportunity to be one with all. Take it. Soon there will be no "haves and have nots." The rich and famous will want to know how to be wealthy within, as you are right now. Know this. The true wealth is that of spirit. The true knowledge is of inner self. The true gift is knowing this.

Go now,

Oran

Sunday, January 30, 2011

The shift will reveal what is hidden (Message 33)


Dear Brothers and Sisters,

This is Oran, your brother and your kin. Welcome to a new earth year. A new life there before you. New opportunity
to begin again.

Much is changing on your earth but much, much is becoming clear to you as a path to follow. The weather is an indication of the change. Not just a change in solar patterns. The shift will reveal what was hidden . . .

What to do with your life? It is done. You are doing it! Live with fullness. Open-hearted. Be peaceful. Be loving, accept this as strength not passivity. You are strong humans. Learn from a world that needs more peace. Your world. Start with the internal world from within.

Wake to the life given to you!

Go now,

Oran

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Global Reconciliation is possible. (Message #31)

Dear Sisters and Brothers,
This is Saint Oran, your brother and your kin.

Today is a day that calls for great attention on intention.
What is it that finds your attention? Do you focus on getting and having? Or do you hold fast to the intention of being? Being oneself, and a piece of the ALL?

Being in perfect harmony with the world around you. Having gratitude for all of it. This brings you to a oneness that liberates the soul.

Question. . .

Mine was a hard life. Relentless weather. Violent attacks and raids by those I called Brothers but, reconciliation is possible. If this can happen on Iona, this peace can be had anywhere. The very men who killed my brothers returned 600 years later to build my chapel, the abbey and the nunnery. They changed. They moved forwards in love.

Can this not happen with your mosque? Couldn't constant prayer in a place that for centuries only focused its attention on commerce be a good thing? The Christian church nearby can't [illegible] to prayers to God anchor and cleanse the miserable land there and make it whole again?

Work together, humans!

We have made these times of sadness occur so often in our history. It is time for
Global Reconciliation.

You will need this in the coming decades.

Go Now.
Your Brother,
Oran (drawers the chapel)

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The refined oil of positive thought (Message #27)

This is Oran, your brother and your kin.

Let go of false belief in lack. You are divine and truly limitless. You are FREE. Your imagination is the engine. You will come to know that the fuel you use to pilot your life is either attracting what you desire or repelling it. Your imagination craves the refined oil of positive thought. Feel the wheels turning in you?

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Your Individual Flame is Part of the Light (Message #26)

Oran.
This is your Brother and your Kin.

The light within burns like no other. Your individual flame is part of the light that warms up the sun. Do not diminish it for the benefit of anyone. Do not sully your own light to comfort others who wish to warm themselves. They have light, too. We must all come to know our own fire. To be warmed by it.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Galactic Planetary Shifts (Message #25)

Dear Friends,

This is Oran, your brother and your kin.

Great changes are soon to arrive in your world. As you attempt to relive many of the trials and tribulations of your past choices that resulted in strife and war, the earth will respond in kind. As above, so below. You have seen this with the bleeding of blood in the form of oil from deep within your earth. There is much more.

Things. Items that have been buried for thousands of years will surface again. Tools of transformation.

Please beware. There is a galactic planetary shift approaching. October 3rd. The possibility of contact with other beings in this galaxy is great. You are truly not alone. Colors will change. Voices will be audible to those who hear. Time is folding upon itself, heating up, speeding up. You are already feeling this occurrence in your interactions, boundaries between people are contracting. A great oneness is possible. Or more battles and war. Choose your path and see the world you create from that view.

Your Brother,
Oran
Druid of the Hebrides

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

The Journey Continues (Message #14)

Brothers and Sisters this is Oran, your family, your kin.

When more than 22,000 souls (the toll is even higher now) leave earth together, in one place, we must consider that an event. Not just a catastrophe. But an agreement. This idea, on the human level is very very difficult to accept. This idea may inspire anger.

Yet, how could a mass exodus be seen as anything less than souls agreeing to leave, together? This does not lessen the human heartache, the loss of life. One must remember that life is not lost-- but continues. The lives of the men and women and children of Myanmar continue, in a different form. As do the lives of the beautiful souls lost (transformed) in the Louisiana waters. The contract was written before arrival. But the plan was unknown. The how and the when were the variables.

Think me not cruel-- I believe this to be true in times of war also. I have witnessed the destruction of so many human lives, in ancient wars, large groups of souls, traveling together.

On this side of life-- in this immaterial version of life, there is a blessing to be seen. A release of human bondage that frees the soul to express its light or decide to return again, in human form.

Please consider this idea. The journey continues.

Go now.
Your Brother.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

The Inexhaustible Now (Message #13)

Brothers and Sisters, this is Oran.

There is only this moment. This very one. Live this one. No, it is not that life itself is fleeting. Life goes on, changes, becomes anew. But this moment demands your attention, your care. The next moment has not arrived. To dwell in other moments, either past or future is a trap to keep you from being here. A reverie. Not that you mustn’t think of the past, or imagine a future. It is the dwelling on these things that lead to inertia and concern. There is so much beauty to experience now-- right now.

Become available to the inexhaustible now. It is a treasure.

Go now.

Oran

Saturday, April 26, 2008

The Song of Earth (Message #12)

Dear Friends,
This is Oran, your brother and your kin.

See the world as a heart within a body called the Universe.
Your Universe. The place you call earth is a pulsing heart. This earth is truly remarkable. Her capacity to hold, expand, yield, live. You must be aware of what happens to a heart when it is improperly fed. It hardens. It Fails. It dies. The blessings and secrets the earth holds is the legacy of life. The remembrance of human, animal, plant, spirit life.

Every time you act positively upon earth you heal her. Your acknowledgment of life-- you create healing. See the earth as a pulsating, breathing, live healing heart. Exercise your gift by loving her (I just experienced the voice of a bird, singing. . . as The Gilded Butterfly listened-- we paused to accept the song. What a delight and a blessing to hear this. Listen for the song. The healing message. The voice of earth, this is the ballad, an unending ballad of one eternal song).


Go now.

Oran.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Spiritual Gardening

It's been a while since the last post.
Spring brings changes, including upheaval. My sleep patterns have
been upset by a variety of environmental causes, so I have decided to write when the air(and the noise from the neighbor upstairs) clears. I've been using the energy to work in garden, getting a jump on spring planting.

Ideally, mediums can control the sounds around them, I guess. But in
modern life, this isn't always possible. Makes me wonder how people deal with the outer world when they must use their "ethereal" skills rain or shine.

While Oran's messages are on hold, through me, I've been doing a bit of research-- I wonder how many people have used automatic writing from divination. I knew about William Butler Yeats, and his experiments, but I did not know about Victor Hugo. The French writer was exiled from all of France in 1851 for his political adventures and his views of French ruler, Louis Bonaparte.While in exile on the Isle of Jersey, Hugo began the practice of automatic writing.

In VictorHugo's Conversations with the Spirit World, by John Chambers, you can read a collection of Hugo's automatic writing sessions with an amazing variety of entities, from Shakespeare to the actual planets of Mercury and Jupiter.

I would be remiss if I did not express the tickle of the skeptic that lives in me, even as I channel the material-- this tickle, this internal question is not much larger than a grain of sand-- but it's there. Not all of the time but when I see the list of Hugo's automatic writing visitors, I am floored:



I sometimes think "Is this real? Is this really happening?" I think scientific investigation of the paranormal is critical to getting to the bottom of consciousness and connectivity. I do believe. I guess the need for "proof" is inherent in the modern, human experience which places greater importance of the material world. I trust that the messages will return, if I do the same things I'm doing in the garden outside: clear the brush, turn the soil, acknowledge the shoots pushing through the soil, reaching for the sun.