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
Welcome to Saint Oran Speaks
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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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Monday, September 27, 2010
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)
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)
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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)
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)
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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
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
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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
(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
Monday, January 21, 2008
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
(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
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
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