85. Boris from Russia
I am Boris and I greet you kindly from Russia.
No, I don't like to talk about football, although it certainly also has an inter-ethnic function. Or could have had.
I communicate through this channel, this node, because I too want to participate in this sacred, worldwide network. I find this something extraordinarily beautiful, this getting to know each other on this way, over telepathy, instead of over the ubiquitous Internet.
All of us here could get to know and find each other via the Internet. But how flat it would be! How much deeper and more blessed is the establishment of contact via the Golden Light Grid, via telepathy!
For me it is a blessed memory of ancient forms of existence, of times long gone. Long gone and yet so close and alive! Through the veil of oblivion I see the ancient temples of Egypt again, I see the blue lights of Semura (Lemuria), I see the first green-opal sparkling light of Atlantis. I hear the music and sounds from space, from then and now.
Over all these dimensions and times we shake hands again. Let's find each other again, like a widely scattered family. Now our soul lights meet again, unite, unite. Dancing with each other, singing with each other.
Many of us have chosen monastic ways. But not only. Some put themselves entirely at the service of doing, of healing, of giving. Being there for others.
Healers, priests and priestesses, monks and nuns, shamans and shamans - our forms of appearance and existence are numerous and varied. Others will join them. We go ahead, we show and hold the light. But all of them will awaken into the Great Light, into the Great New Existence. Helping to shape the new existence. The new morning.
We all united in love.
We are all aware of our oneness. Our oneness in God. From God. In the light. Out of the light.
In heartfelt communion, Boris, I join hands with you all. I, my sign monk, serving Him. HIM, HIM, HIM.
Amen.
Om.