I delve through the misty plains of the vast etheric dream. Clarity and focus fall void in this illusive realm. Yet lucidity is rapidly captured and I bring my wondering mind to a place of stillness and calm. I search within for a question of greater purpose as to utilize this astral temple in harmony with my higher calling as a servant of humanity. I call upon the Great Ascended Masters, the great brothers and sisters who have released themselves from the cycle of samsara through righteous actions of the heart. From the mists comes Lord Sananda, Yeshua the Christened emanation. I go to speak but the power of his gaze forces me to kneel. Again I lift my head, but nothing escapes my lips, his burning love and presence is almost to much to bear. All of my fears, insecurities, doubts, and dark secrets rise to the surface. He knows all I reflect...he knows all. I feel a crushing pain, a deep sorrow take hold...I slowly lift my gaze in humility once more. Only love greets my eyes...pure, genuine, nonjudgmental, eternal love. A powerful love that fills my whole body with a burning rapturous sensation. I feel healing replacing those spaces where only dross remained before. I hear a calm voice in my mind whispering, " Don't speak, Learn how to speak through your eyes...allow your eyes to be windows to your soul, and allow your actions to consecrate your spirit, allowing those who gaze upon you to feel peace, healing, and nonjudgmental love." So I gazed deeply into his infinitely kind eyes...whirls of memories of days and lifetimes passed...visions of days yet to come...and the omnipresent beauty of the precious now...all occur simultaneously within his timeless gaze.
May we all learn to speak with our eyes...and may our eyes shine with the truth of our hearts. Lord Sananda moves away into the mist the same as he came...yet his compassion and grace remains imprinted upon the fabric of my soul.