One with the Elements (Message #34)

This is Oran
Your brother and your kin.

Please know that life goes on ever so. We will transform we will become one with the elements. With the stars. Such earthly sadness for the souls so quickly lost in the tsunami in Japan. They have already been recaptured by star light. They are forming new planets and worlds.

Where does the spirit go? Does all matter decay upon this earth that herself is slowly dying and transforming? No not all. Some matter becomes gaseous and forms again elsewhere. Some matter heals Mother Earth. Other matter joins the heavens again it becomes the stars and planets you cannot see yet. We are sorted, spirit matter. We are all reclaimed.

Go now,

Oran

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

Open to the Oneness (Message #32)

Dear Friends,

This is Oran. Your brother and your kin.

We are upon the alignment I spoke of in a previous message. Certain areas on the time line will repeat. There may be war. Prayer for reconciliation. Care about them. Care about the people who will be in the middle of the chaos. Pray for another way! There is-- it’s called love. And Peace.

This shift also resounds like a beacon across the Universe. You will be revealed. This Universe is littered with planets like a bag lying open spilling with jewels. There is life on so many of them [planets]! Not just Earth.

There is a shift in the frequency on Earth this will be received. Years to prepare for an arrival. But what state will humans find themselves? Unity or chaos? You will have to chose.

What do on October 3rd? Uncoil, relax. Open to the oneness. Pray for others. Leave everything that does not serve you behind. Move forward. Focus on love. And forgiveness.


Go now,
Oran

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)

The Shift of Matter and Ascension (Message #29)

Dear Sisters and Brothers,

This is Saint Oran, your brother and your kin.

This is a matter of great importance. The shift of matter and ascension (draws a cross). The great crossroads the spirit aligned with matter.

October 3rd.

Question?

What will happen? Perhaps nothing visible with the naked eye. The shifts you will feel.
(illegible . . .)

Oct. 3 will bring a balancing to your Earth. Be lofty in your thoughts. Aim to dwell in possibility and beauty rather than the past. Imagine what you might accomplish. You don't have to die to ascend! You may do so in the comfort of you bed. Lie with your arm stretched (if you cannot do this, imagine with the mind). Legs straight. The heart is the midpoint. The electric current firing within you is enough light to ignite the changes. You have a place in the cosmos. You [are] already have. Let this notion of ascension be easy . . . (illegible) there is only, truly, transformation.

Go now.
Your Brother,
Oran
(Draws the chapel.)

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?

Future Leaders of Earth (message #22)

Hello My Brothers and Sisters. This is Oran, your kin.

Be not afraid of the future. Worry not for all is well. Many are struggling to remain on this spinning earth. Many are electing to leave it rather than grow, change, evolve, as humans. Shocking as it may seem. Go with the flow of life. Follow the channel of positive energy. Do not dwell in the dark past.


A question?
(pause)

I am not one to make predictions. I have seen many an army and many a king and several queens rule. A new leader is necessary to wield the power from God. For that energy is changing. Everything Evolves. Even God! New God energy thinks, imagines, grows and renews itself.

Adopting leaders who only use ancient tools cannot lead using this new God energy.

You may imagine several Excaliburs and many who were born to wield the metal forged by St. Michael himself. You may also imagine that a bronze-age tool cannot do the work of a laser. There are leaders on your earth who rule from the world of the bronze age. As overlords. This becomes savagery. We have already lived those lives! I have seen the worst of it.

Future leaders of earth must listen to the messages they are receiving from the realms: Evolve. Rise. Change. Lead your people from God source. Not sword. Some will listen. Some will lose their lands and perhaps not for the betterment of the people.

Continue on.

Your Brother,
Oran

I prefer to screen my calls

I just found an interesting web blog called, The Paranormal Pastor. This almost seems like an oxymoron-- but I'm intrigued by this blogger's background-- he's studied theology-- he's an ordained minister. Now, my angle is pretty different, you know-- leaning more toward the Celtic, Druid, spirit, non-denominational, parapsychology etc. But at any rate, I have been thinking about ghosts and such-- just like the Paranormal Pastor.

I've been cruising "ghost hunter" sites-- just out of curiosity. That phrase, "ghost hunter" is almost as well-worn as "kleenex." There's even a ghost hunter "profile"-- there's a look, a style, websites full of green demons and ghosts made from flash.

The Pastor's recent post got me thinking about how I conduct myself as I move between the spirit and the human worlds. What I do to protect myself out there. I'm sharing that post to the Pastor, here.


I have been intrigued by the number of "ghost hunters" out there- -and there are HEAPS of people getting into this as a business, but very few places to study parapsychology.

I'm actually a bit shocked at the lack of spiritual preparation taken before attempting to confront a true beasty. At least Dean and Sam from the show Supernatural bring a mojo bag, their Winchester Colt when they have it, but most importantly, some SALT!

Though I'm not too-too interested in demons and exorcisms, I believe that just about anything is possible. A healthy mix of caution, curiosity and calm can help narrow things down. Jumping to conclusions might not be the best response-- reason, and some process of elimination is the way to go-- but that's not to say I am a skeptic.

I KNOW energy exists is many many forms, and I don't take chances with unknown entities.

I am an automatic writer-- have been since I was a teen. I would say that my spiritual practice has a strong Christian foundation (though people with traditional Christian beliefs might think otherwise). I ALWAYS begin a session by asking the question, "Do you believe that Jesus Christ walked upon the earth and died so that we may have everlasting life?" I expect the answer to be phrased in the same way, sealed with an "Amen." Words have GREAT power.

Anyone, ghost "buster" or otherwise, messing with a spirit of any kind, might want to come up with some kind of cypher or phrase or some kind of hoop the responder has to leap through to make that connection. I think it establishes some kind of "bottom line." Maybe not a "neutral" space I suppose, but at least the human in this equation is not just a "lamb to the ectoplasm slaughter."

Connecting to the unknown can be like having a party-line on your phone-- anyone can call you! I prefer to have an "unlisted number." I prefer to screen my calls. . .

If the responder pauses too long, or if the practitioner gets a response like, "Let me talk to my Lawyer," or "Can you repeat the question," they should seriously high-tail it out of that experience. I'm being a little cheeky here-- but I'm pretty serious about this. There's more unknown than known in this Universe-- why not-- proceed with curiosity and caution? Works for Doctor Who.

Again, thanks for the post. Your POV is very interesting. I'll be back and I'd like to add you to my links!

Have a great week!
the gilded butterfly

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A clean, well-lighted mental place

I've been thinking about my most recent post. . . I got pretty fired up about this right work business. I am changing. I've been listening to Kelly Howell's Theatre of the Mind Technology for Transformation CDs. They're basically a series of subliminal recordings that work on with your Delta, Alpha, Beta and Theta Waves. These specific tones that work directly on the body, to help free you of old useless patterns. I've been listening The Secret of Attracting Wealth. My mother got it for me! I was a little resistant, but decided to give it a try. I listen to the CD on my iPod as I drift to sleep. Sometimes, I'll play the CD on a loop all night. It's extremely relaxing, at the same time I feel my powers of perception are increasing. Howell explains that after six weeks you'll start a feel change. I feel it now. I'm starting to address some very VERY old patterns in my life-- they are floating to the top of my subconscious and popping like air bubbles to the surface. I've done quite a bit of crying over the past 2 weeks, but the clouds are clearing, and I feel good about moving on.

Hence my "Right Work" cheerleading. It's all stuff I need to hear, too. I must implement my own plans, listen to my own messages. The messages don't just come from Saint Oran. I write often with Lord Byron, 18th Century the poet-- I have since I was a teen. While I was writing with him, a message came through from someone else. You have to understand, when you open a channel "on the other side" you've basically opened some kind of spiritual deli counter-- you can bet that someone wants to talk about something and they're not so good at taking a number(which is why I mentioned in an earlier post to guard your mind while doing this work. Anyway, the message is from Ernest Hemingway. He died nine years before I was born electing to end his life in his 61st year in 1961.

I've only received messages from him twice-- once through my mother(she also has this skill), when I was in high school, and it was one sentence, which if you've read his work, you know how that man can put things just so. The other message was considerably longer. I'm about to share with you in this post.


I know, I know. Who's next, Cleopatra?
Nah. Maybe if I were a super model. . .spirits gather around their charges, and I believe those spirits often act as personal patron saints.

I don't imagine that there are many skeptics reading this blog, but I still feel the need to compare and contrast a bit:

Here are a few examples of Hemingway's signature:





Here's a picture from my moleskin:



Now, I'm no graphologist, but I would call his signature and the one in my notebook a close match. Same pen stroke, same little letters. I channel with my left hand, but in life, I'm right-handed.

Here's the transcript of the message, sans my encrypted question I ask anyone who comes through:



Hemingway.

Hello again, Jones. It has been a while. You know you have an enormous talent. Don't waste it on fear. Remember what I said before, that which is not captured by the pen is lost forever. Stop making lists of all the rotten men you've met and start writing your story, Jones.

What in the world are you afraid of?

Sure, there is past history there are the times when your writing got you killed in France, for one thing. And before that too. You've been a scribe nearly everytime you've come back it's a thing with your soul. And it's ancient, and can eat you alive if you don't feed it pens and paper.

This is the way I am, Jones. Not going to draw pretty hearts.* But you are tops in my book. Now, if you'd just write yours, we'll be square.

Best to you

Hemingway.


*Byron who's connection Hemingway interrupted, almost always draws a heart at the end of his message.


I couldn't make this up if I tried.

Thanks for wading through this incredibly long post.

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

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.

You Are Complete (Message #10)

This morning at 5:45 am I woke to the sound of someone knocking at the door. It was that "vaudeville," punch line knock. My only thought was, "Oh, isn't that funny. It's the crack of dawn, please leave me alone." But then, I heard the delicate ring of the bell that's tied to my front door. Hardly any sound at all, but I recognized that brassy ting.

Growing up, the daughter of a divorced mother with two children, we always had a bell hanging from our front door. A bell hanging from the door knob was like trip wire, a signal, a gentle sounding of the alarm. When I heard this sound this morning, I was sure that an intruder had cracked the cypher of the front door and was inside the chamber. I grabbed the heavy, palm-size rock under my pillow (yes, I sleep with a stone in my bed) and stormed through the living room, then into the kitchen. No one there but an old, headless dress form named Esmeralda. I took the false alarm as a message from beyond, put the pen to the moleskine and let the pen move. The message is below.

--The Gilded Butterfly

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(MESSAGE #10)


This is Oran, your brother and your kin.

You are whole. You are complete. You are one with all life. You are one w/ the Universe; and made of the same material. You are as close to God as you are to your own breath. You ARE God. Not A god. But part of the whole. The system. God. Part of the intricate pattern. We become separate. Disparate. We develop rituals and rules. But this is not God. Human inventions to prove that "I was here!" "This is my legacy, this language, this temple, this dance." Temples crumble. Language gets lost in a forgetful mouth. But, if you can remember to breathe, you remember your "place" in the great cosmic story. The story of oneness. It is told in one, calm breath.

Blessings, Your Brother,
Oran

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.

The Saint and the Sewing Machine (message #6)

February 8, 2008


Dear Friends,
This is Oran. Your brother and your kin. Please see the good in all. Know that however dark the shadows become there is always always light. Be not lost in the illusion of this world.

It [this world] is a real as a chalkboard slate-- you may erase and rewrite your choices and alter the direction of your life as soon as you think of a thought. Sooner! Instantly.

Yes. I am real. A real human man living on the Isle of Iona. The guardian of this mystery, allowing me to write-- to communicate is the medium. For her assistance I am grateful. But, these are my words. You, Gilded Butterfly guide the pen, like fabric through a sewing machine. I electrify the stitches and create the design. This is information for those who are now asking, “how does this work?” Quite simply.

And now that you realize I can communicate with your through thought you may ask your question.


. . .
(There is a pause in the writing. . .)

Yes, there is life where I am. There is a version of my life, happening as memory around me. I choose to remain connected to many human ideas associated with my life on earth. No. Not a haunting. I live without illusion. Hauntings occur when there is no realization that the body is no longer in service. Cornwall. There is a King of Cornwall who is not aware that his body is “gone” and he haunts the battle site where he fell ions ago (I think he means eons, but in the quantum sense, ions may be exactly what he means). It is just like a human being remembering some form of wound. An emotional event over and over. That is a haunting, too.

How do you break this? You must realize that you are dreaming, and wake. Wake thyself. It is simple to do so. Let go of the wound. Let the skin close around it and heal. This is something to be learned.


Go now, my kin.

Blessings from Home.

Oran

(he draws the a-frame house)

A Shift in Consciousness (message #4)

Channeled on January 25, 2008

Dear Friends,
This is Oran, your brother and your kin.
There are many many things I wish to share with you. There is a great change coming to your lands. Your world. There is a shift in consciousness that is inevitable and your will have the option to wake up and live, or remain in the veiled world. Or, what I mean to say is that you may continue living as you do now, or living with more access to other planes of existence. You are already accustomed to these worlds, in dreams-- with the great shift that is coming, you amy choose to live more in one world than another. This may make little sense to you now-- because you have learned to live with absolutes. There are no absolutes. I am saying that where you go in dreams, and the possibility therein, may also be yours in waking life. You already do this in the virtual worlds you have created. Simply remember that every thought has a substance in form. Every thought becomes a reality somewhere. Perhaps you understand me, now.

Your Brother, Oran
(he also draws an a-frame house with an arched doorway)

On Ancient Sites (message #3)

january 23, 2008


Welcome and blessings from the Realm. Much to share. In time. In Time. Brothers and Sisters we are alive. The earth. The stones. We are alive. The sites we call sacred on the planet hold the record of our human history. It should be of no surprise to you that the ancient churches are often arranged for the pilgrim to walk from the front door of a church to another by walking in a straight line. Such holy design goes back much further in time.

The sacred lands are on the brink of change-- we are not quite ready to know all the the world’s magicians have held veiled from us.

Certain revelations are more powerful than the human mind can hold, and must remain buried until the proper time of peace exists. This level of peace may never settle on earth. Then allow the mysteries to be found within you. The destruction of Tara will ruin the people. So many have lost their connection to their people. So many choose to forget.

Thank you for making the Harp. It was a beautiful site, and is talked about here, in the Realm.
You must call on the people of earth to support your cause. For to lose sacred land anywhere is a loss to everyone, everywhere. There are ancient sites in the mountains of Peru, and on the fields of Africa that you still do not know of! Save them. Save them one and all.

Your Brother,
Oran

The Oran connection: a brief history

Hello everyone,
(I realized that I wanted to give a little introduction to this blog. The first two transmissions from Oran are posted below, also out of order. Ahh, the fantastic world of order and blogging!)

Thanks for taking a look at this new blog, St. Oran Speaks. I have been communicating with Spirit via automatic writing, off and on, for about ten years. Until recently, automatic writing was my personal parlor trick-- I felt that the information was coming from somewhere, but I had a very difficult time trusting the energies, but my thoughts have since shifted. You too, might have a hard time believing that automatic writing is “real,” as this form of mediumship has a checkered past.

What's up with automatic writing?
Early 19th Century theologians, a few of the Dadaists, and William Butler Yeats, etc., lots of people have experimented with this technique for exploring the unconscious. I believe that automatic writing is a psychic ability that can be learned. When used properly, I believe the information to be accurate (though I rarely use the technique for predictions-- I generally choose to listen and receive the message that comes, instead).



How does it feel?
Most recently, I saw a contestant on the reality magic show, Phenomenon use automatic writing as his “act” sweating and writhing-- struggling with his spirit. I don’t doubt the technique, but I can honestly say I have never felt the mortal struggle that particular contestant was expressing. For me, automatic writing feels very natural-- I am aware of feeling the pen being guided across the page, and I feel a clear sensation in my writing hand, but pain? I don’t feel pain. I don’t feel possessed. I feel engaged. I don’t “disappear” I remain aware of the world around me, I know that I must support the pen, at the same time allowing the writing to come forth.


Meeting Oran.
I first “met” Oran through a dream in the fall of 2001. I was in Eastern Europe, when I dreamt of a house-- a tiny cottage, shaped like the ones your used to draw when you were a child-- a triangle stacked on top of a square. Simple. Years later, I felt the urge to use my automatic writing talents. In private, I said my usual prayer of protection, held the pen in my left hand, and waited for some sign of connection. (I am right-handed and though I am somewhat ambidextrous, but I wouldn’t say that writing with my left hand is easy for me. I can hardly hold a pen to paper with my left hand, unless I’m being guided, working in partnership).

I waited for the pen to move. . . And then, Oran appeared. He passed my test (I always do a spiritual test, to be sure that I am communicating with high-level energies (there’s a lot A LOT of “stuff” out there- I never make a connection without protecting myself). Now I speak with Oran quite often, among other guides-- but at this time, my specific instruction is to share with you what I am experiencing through Oran only. Something I have learned about communicating with spirit realms-- energy remains the same, personality is unchanged, and there is a WILL you are dealing with that is as individual and opinionated as you are. Respect is essential on both sides of the table.


Why Oran?
I don’t know, and I don’t know why he came to me. I am not Irish, or Scottish, I am unaware of any human ties to his lands of origin. There's more to say about this, but later, in future posts.


Who is this Oran?
When he lived, Oran (or Odhran) was a Druid Monk, living on the Isle of Iona. There are several versions of the legend, but essentially, Saint Columba attempted to build a chapel on the island, but the structure was repeatedly ripped down. A voice came to Columba, instructing him to bury a living man under the wall or the building would never be completed. In comes Oran, (in some stories, Columba’s son, in others, a monk living on the island) who either volunteered to placed in the wall of the small chapel or was directed to do so, by his father. One day, Columba got the urge to see Oran’s face again, and had him slightly unearthed. Oran was not dead-- he offered “reports” about the worlds. Due to his babbling, Oran was re-entombed, and later moved and buried in consecrated ground. Nothing survives of the original chapel, yet the symbol of the little chapel endures, and later version stands on the island today.

If you'd like to read a little more about St. Oran and see another pic of the chapel, visit:seakayakphoto.blogspot.com




Again, a kind, word of caution:
If you are experimenting with automatic writing, or any form of spiritual connecting, for that matter, you MUST protect yourself, otherwise you may be connecting with something or someone beyond your earthly abilities. In short. . . know your entity.


Thanks for your readership-- I look forward to the journey.

:)
The Gilded Butterfly

The encryption (message #2)

january 21, 2008
(please read message #1, first-- just scroll down)


Hello Dear Friends,

This is Oran-- your brother the Druid Monk, I lived on the island in Hebrides where the Irish Kings were buried. Scottish Kings as well. . .

We all come to Earth with an encryption-- a message inside us. We all must work diligently, to solve the mystery of ourselves. The answer is found in silence. The voice of God is heard in the quiet. There is great peace and power inside you. Waiting to guide you. A life of rare beauty, found only in the silence.

We have work, children and many distractions of modern life. Look for the moments where reflection can be found, and sit in it. You may only have 5 minutes yet, there is no time.
There are no clocks outside your small world. The time that your spend here on your Earth is infinite everywhere else. Our space of peace in a short span of measured "time." You are ageless, timeless. And the Beings of old hold you in high esteem. Be about your own healing. Make your way forward.

Oran

The Store House of Spirit (message #1)

january 10, 2008

Enate. . .
Pluribis Unum. . .

You who are reading this, I welcome you. I am Oran. You and I are one. We are of one
family. . .

Now is the time to release any past patterns of self-abuse. Now is the time to forgive. It is no secret. The Earth and its magnetic forces are tightening. . . quickening. . . Everything is speeding up. The platform on which you rest your dreams and your fears is producing your requests in equal measure and instantly. As soon as you rest the thought on this plasma, porous, angelic platform, your "order" is being filled from the great store house of events. Therefore you must, and diligently, put to rest on this platform only what you wish to see manifest in your life and your world.

This is a world of your own making. You are here to create the world of material using an inexhaustible resource-- the platform of spirit.

Why am I writing to you? I am here to say that death is not what you think. There is truly only life. Life and transformation. When you leave this Earth, the atoms return to the forests and rivers. To the stars and the angelic levels of divine existence. Back to base metal and air.
And all of the thoughts, words, tonality, return to the great store house of spirit.

When you hear the voice of a loved one, return to your hearing-- to voice inside your head, it comes to you, amplified from this collection of sound and life. The store house of spirit. The angelic realms. Yes. All of them. There are many levels, as Brother William Blake and Brother Dante have explained to us. We are the elements. You are everything. Now go. Rest. And absorb the message.

Oran