The ship I now command

Commander opens his eyes to the bluish white light coming from the arched window covering the length of the locker room. This place lies between the crossroads and the gates, welcomes a uninterrupted flow of souls getting ready for their adventures. He sits among the rows of silver, rectangular lockers, alone on a bench, holding is head in his hands; taking a deep breath. He remembers only a glimpse of his meeting with the superior circle of authority. He remembers clearly receiving the command of the ship called Collective. They said: you decide.

He sits on the bench holding his head thinking of a heading. Where to? He chooses instead to punch it, like he is used to, and see what happens. He is used to the streams of light. He can adapt and transform the ship he maneuvers with his consciousness. All streams are different. Some are the softest breeze of down spiraling soft white light. Some are orange and black laser beam heading straight through space. Some are huge like galaxy wide violet superhighway of light. To adapt to the stream is to change form to offer less resistance and deliver more efficiency.

Commander steps onto the bridge of Collective. He heads with focus to the map stand situated at the center of it and studies his surroundings. He sees the ship underneath what it seems like an infinite ocean of shining golden honey. He understands there is nowhere to go but forward. He turns away his attention from the map. He is not excited. He leaves the bridge for his ready room and sits at his desk. After a moment of silence he pulls open the drawer to his right. He grabs his old golden compass exhaling deeply. Here we are, he said, looking into the intricate instrument. He stood up the compass in his right hand heading enthusiastically to the map. He activates the compass to the map and now follows the regions denser with light in this sea of gold. Toward the most light, then, he thought.

Collective is shaped like a torpedo spinning at high velocity. Going through the golden honey ocean takes time and space. It is a discomforting time of joy and healing. Commander sits in his chair with one eye on the compass and one eye on his personal files. He screens them to remember all he is doing throughout Collective. He also feels his healing happening. He knows he plays a role in those stories and he makes sure he acts with honour, compassion and patience in all aspects of his being.

Now, Collective springs out of the ocean and floats with the big ripples toward a red horizon. The top half part of the ship opens above the crew’s head. All can see a fading blue sky and massive dark red dust clouds straight ahead. The ship grows 3 massive parallel sails on each board to cut through the incoming winds of dust. They also provide the forward push from the energy they gather building pressure. More miniature sails head out from the head of the ship, into the storm biting as much as possible into the red sand, pulling the ship forward.

Now Collective leaves the golden honey sea and flies through nothing but fine red dust, warping the cloud through space around itself like a veil.


To lay down one’s arms

I am flying over a vast plain of dry yellow grass. Mikael is standing alone in that field, looking at the horizon. I recognize his energy, it is quite familiar. It feels like it is I who is standing there. I see next, a whole legion of shadow beings calmly walking toward Mikael. He recognizes their energies. He remembers each individual. He sees himself in experiences past fighting them, imprisoning them, smiting them. He feels the strange sensation of Light pushing against Night.

There is a long silence now, in the field, in which I see their memories. I feel their sentiments. They understand the War between them is quite literally Ancient History. Mikael takes a deep breath as the tension of the silence releases. He knows all those walking the same ground as him are his brothers. He can feel Love, birthing for them, in his heart. It resonates in the field of yellow grass and embraces everyone there.

His smiles. He thinks:  this is most exciting!

Xander, Rion and Lilith

Lilith was shining bright in the middle of our Sacred Circle. Xander and Rion entered the circle, walked toward Her like they were being called by an Enchanting Song.

She opened her arms with Joy and greeted them.

They stared in silence.

She invited them closer and reached with both hands, touching them under the jaw with one finger. There was a Great Blast as they grew like sprouts becoming trees but they were Giants, folded on themselves, finally standing straight.

Lilith has a brother.

The two moons appeared in the sky of Eden. A gathering was called in the Green Meadows. Lilith, magnificent in white with black hair covering her back, stands inside the Circle. She smiles in a way we have never known. A mysterious way that is undefinable. Out of knowledge. But we feel her Love. She looks at us like She would something new, sensing every one of our hearts. She is in Joy.

She takes a deep breath and speaks:

– I ask for help. For my brother. I present him to you.

She turns slightly and extend her arm. He appears beneath her hand, lying but floating above the ground. She directs him with the movements of her hand toward the centre of the Circle. The next moment, he is consumed in White Flames. She says:

– « Let him burn.

He is in Peace. He is in Joy. He laughs as we gather.

Let it burn strong. »

The White Flames, with all our focus, grew intensely. We know the importance of this Fire Ceremony yet have no understanding of it.

She turns to the Fire and raises her arms. She moves energies over the flames in a new way we have never known. She moves with great speed and reaches inside her with precision, taking out a piece of her. She shows it off to us witnessing, and throws it in the White Fire. She says:

– « We all take something and destroy it in the White Fire. Let it burn, my Children, let it burn. »

She, is burning with the White Fire.


The New Horizon

The Green Sun

I see a Green Sun. I sent my agent to meet with the Scientist Officer already there to observe it. He has a research station in the closest dimension. The Green Sun is really a beauty to behold, hiding in plain sight.

I activated my Light Body and sat at its Core, to meet its signature. It was Home. It has a very familiar heart that feels like mine.

Encouraged by the Elders, I stand now before them with my hands over my head shaping a cup and holding the great green energy sphere. I let it build until it blasts out upward.

The Green Breath

I opened my eyes inside the Great White Tower of the Cathedral of Eden. I saw the splendour of the sacred architecture and the blue sky revealed through the openings. My focus was on a breath of green fire reaching high up the Main Tower. It dissipated a moment after I perceived it.

The Red Light House

I have stationed my ship with the nicest view of the Red Dawn. In the distance, between the Red Light House and I, it seems there is a vast plain of purple dust clouds reflecting in the most beautiful ways the red light appearing now. Everything stands still. Such wonders I discover. Always a New Horizon.

Adam’s Discovery (part 4)

Adam stared at the Star In The Flesh standing before him. She had come from the sky. Father said she was coming. He said to seek her out. Adam left his Sons after a Great Meal among all the Tribes. He took his staff and walked the path to the East at Dawn. He has been walking the land through beauties he never imagined existed. He had a single thought. It was for his mate that stayed in the mountains with all their children.

He stared at the Star In The Flesh moving her body like it was talking to him. She even moved her face and eyes to express her speech. It worked, it seemed to him, because he understood she had left something behind and needed help getting it near the water. He smiled and put his staff on his shoulder, ready to carry on. She smiled and jumped and ran down the path in the Maïs.

At the end of the path was a spirit gathering. The Maïs was lying down in a circle. There was a man sitting under a small shelter looking at them running toward him. He was another Star In The Flesh. They glowed the same Golden Light. Father never said anything about there being two.

Adam decided to bow and lay his staff on the ground. He then sat with his legs folded, reached for his knife and made it dance in his fingers. He lifted it to the Sky and brought it down to his palm. the White Stone blade drew one drop of blood. Adam, the knife resting in both palms, offered it to the Man from the Sky. The Man laughed and observed it closely, touching it with reverence and passion.

Adam guided them to his camp. There was food prepared and sweet drinks. He decorated the camp with many objects he created from what The Land had offered. Some piece he crafted way back in the desert when he started his journey with his Sons. He thought this was a good place for Stars In The Flesh to rest from their journey out of the Sky.

When the two Star Beings were settled and resting forehead to forehead lying inside the shelter, Adam, turned his back to them and headed deeper into the forest. He would observe from afar his Sister in God and what she would create with her mate. He knew it would be magnificent beyond his comprehension, he now only needed on thing; to call his Children to him.

He walked in complete silence until he found the last camp he had left. He sat and sparked a fire in the sacred circle of stones. The Flames moved with its own will. It burned nothing of the dirt under it. It turned blue for the first time as Adam starred into its gaze. He saw all the sacred fires burning in all the sacred stone circles where his Sons and Daughters were gathered. He saw her. His Mate. Lilith. They were all reunited. Every children came and sat by the blue fires, listening to Adam telling the tale of the Sister the Father gave him. He said:

– My Love. Children. A new Cycle has begun as you can see in the Fire. See it also in your Creation. Seek the New hiding there and give it attention. Make it champion. Give the New all you hold. We will learn to walk again. And we will fly once more, my Love.

Dear Gabriel,

We are sitting in silence face to face in the desert sun. Around us the mountains we know so well. Sometimes, we see the red dragon pass by, walking around in circle with his burning breath near the ground. We smile.

It is so great to be here again in your presence. It is here that I learn the most; beside you.


I wish to speak. It is about our brothers. Yes. You have heard me. I can here you now.

Ah! Ah! How great!

Did you hear? What did you see? The Seals and the Keys? I know you enjoy Royal Company. Tell me everything! Was there a Grand Bal and Incredible Beauties? Ah! I knew it! How was it? Grand, Of Course!

It is done!

I talk riddles. Look where you got me, Gab! Babbling about silly things. Ahh!

I am meeting many new brothers, and they come to me with their questions. I do my very best to answer with truth. You taught me that. I am a little nervous, I admit. I was shaking in my boots that other day! Truly! But I liked it. Bring it! As would say my dear brother Uriel.

I realize I know many things about many things. The answers come to me. You taught me that too.

So, thank you is what I mean to say. I am glad you are here among us.


The day of Revelation has passed.

I am Mikaël.

The day of revelation has passed.

On that day, I was nurtured by the Elders. Those magnificent and wise souls watching over us beyond the veil. They are over and above the intricate story lines we wrote for ourselves to enjoy in this universe. They stand where no story is told but watched. I could call them the Watchers. They embody the purest and most divine quality of our Father, laughter. They made me laugh. Laugh out loud! The perfect remedy to any challenging time. I felt replenished. My wings had been restored to their full glory after a trying time under the heavy solar winds.

Then, under the orange waning moon, the ritual started. I had brought offerings and met with my Brother Raphael when more Family showed up unexpectedly. We sat around the Sacred Fire to let the old die and the new be born. The new is born. It was hiding behind a dark mirror expanding left and right into infinity in the vastness of the night sky. I watched that mirror shatter in a sublime rain of silver dust. It was done. The new was born. My brother and I were sitting among our Family, blessing them, entangling their energy fields with ours and safekeeping the moment, focusing on it until it was all there was.

Raphael spoke to those present and those listening. He said:

– Brothers, Sisters, we are now in a new reality. It is done. The mirror of illusion is no more. If we see not the new before us, it is because our minds are holding on the old like a child would a blanket. Let go now of all thoughts, feelings, beliefs and expectations. All must go. Clear your mind. There is nothing to do. Let this new reality present itself to you in Love and Light, in all its magnificence.

I invited our Father and Mother to join us in this glorious celebration. I gave thanks to the wonderful new life being born through us on this sacred night. I reached out into the Heavens and grabbed the white marble torch burning with my beloved Blue Flame. I held it high, facing my Divine Family.  I said:

– This is a new reality being born. It is alive with the Blue Flame of Divine Will. Let it be known. This is a new reality being born. Let it be known.

Eve’s discovery (part 3)

She stood in a straight and simple linen dress, a lock of her long blond hair glued to her face. She looked at the man next to her, sitting among the stalks, taking a huge breath. How did she get here? It came to her but the thought slipped away. Finally, she forgot. Well, there was nothing she could do about it now so she decided she would make the best of this moment.

Among the sun and the crops it felt searing hot. He needed another place to rest. She would have to find it. She jumped to see over the crops. The field was vast and held between the feet of a Blue Mountain with a snowy top and the arms of a dark and dense Forest. She decided they would head for the forest, it was closest and shade was what they needed. She took a good look around at the bend stems laying like a carpet. She figured a way to lift part of a row and lock it at angle with near-by stalks. She stepped with assurance toward where Mikael was lying on his back, his hands held together on his stomach. She knelled and started lifting and interweaving the stalks to offer him some cover.

Well. Well. Well. She said out loud. Alright now. I just pull this up like this and hold on here…there. Wait. Wait. Et voilà! I think this can work for now. She turned to Mikael with a smile but he had not moved.

Hmmm. She thought. Good! Sleep. I will be back.

She headed for the row that would lead her to the forest. If she could be strong she could get there, make sure it is safe before leading him back. She could make a path, make it easier for him. She ran down the row while she imagined the perfect resting place for them near fresh water and maybe mushrooms. She would know what would restore best his body.  She ran a long time and did not stop. There was nothing else to do. She spoke aloud at the ground and instructed it to soften and settle. She ordered the crops out of her way so her arms would move freely. Finally she could see the edge of the dense forest and a patch of land between the golden field and the mossy trees. There was a small brook running fast downhill coming from the Blue Mountain. All kinds of small animals, enjoying the fat green grass, jumped in surprise to her presence. This was perfect. White and purple flowers were blooming in the shadow of the tall and thick trees. Nuts and fruits were hanging from the branches.

She stopped and walked to the stream where she knelled and draw cold water in her hands. She drank and refreshed her face and neck. She took a deep breath and was ready to head back when cracking sounds came from the shadows of the forest making her jump as all animals near her. Her intuition felt she was not alone. Her heart was racing but her body was frozen still. She could not control her shout when more crackling sounds came from the woods.

Who is there? Show yourself, I know you are here.

She waited and saw a foot step out of the shadow and into the light where the grass was thick. A man walked out of the forest and stood before her. He wore a loincloth and paintings on his body. He rested his weight on a wooden staff. A rope was wounded across his chest and a stone knife tied to a leather strip hanged from his right hip. They looked at each other in silence. The fear left her heart slowly and she smiled at the man from the forest. He smiled back. He looked young and rugged yet his eyes were those of an sweet old man. He pointed at the sky and with his index, traced a line between the clouds and the ground. He pointed at the place where Mikael was resting.

Yes! I remember now! We fell from the sky. We landed right there in the field. She also pointed to where she came from, showing the path she had made in the golden wheat.

She turned with a smile toward the man and with surprise, saw his eyes lighting bright white, staring at her. Through her. Seeing Beyond. He stood still but for the arm holding his staff. She was immobile as well, lost in the light of the man’s eyes. He reached his staff to touch her heart and her eyes illuminated as well. They faced each other, their eyes shining white light, their bodies motionless and the staff touching them both in a moment out of time.

Adam. Eve. Said the Almighty through them. My beloved children. You have found each other. You were created with the dirt of this world that is called Eden. Honor it. You are its Guardians. I give it to you so that many more can live under your love, protection and guidance. Follow your hearts, my beloved children. Seek me there.

The voice left with the light from their eyes. They both took a deep breath as they regained the sensations from their bodies. They looked at each other and felt the bond that now existed between them. They were family now. He had found her sister. She remembered her brother.

Mikaël’s discovery (part 2)

Yes, Father. 

Uriel turned his head to his brother while they stood shoulder to shoulder, pushing back the increasing numbers of souls accumulating before them. Among them, all the exploration team members, now also caught in the chaotic net spewing from the Rift and trying to force their way toward it. The Archangels were being pushed back, pulled in and loosing ground.

–  What did He say?

– I am going in. 

Without a glance to his beloved brother, Mikaël turned and raced toward the Rift with all the speed and strength in him. Uriel had only time to see the streak of Mikaël’s light heading into the Void and shout his name when a cataclysmic blast blew him away. Far away. Many stars passed him by as he imagined what could result of such an event and how changed his Brother and Beloved would return to him. But there was no doubt in his mind they would return.


Mikaël fell. He felt the pressure of an atmosphere around him, the burning and the speed of the fall. I am crashing, he thought. He turned his attention to his surroundings. The space around him was a soft blue like a planetary sky and below were patches of greens, blues, yellows and browns. He could perceive land forms; High Mountains of black rock and a white desert laying at their feet. Still falling, he turned his gaze to his right and saw something else falling beside him, as big and as fast as him. They were both crashing. The pressure built with the speed of the fall and soon he lost hold of his consciousness.

He found himself in a dream. There was nothing but whiteness all around him. Father, he called out, Father! Help me! 


Father. I am confused. I remember only that I am your son. 


I trust you, Father but where is the rest of me so that I may be whole again? 


A woman slowly and gracefully walked in through the whiteness. Beautiful and smiling. She was looking at him. The light was shimmering in her long, golden hair.

I am Eve. She said in a melodic voice.

I am Mikaël. He paused. Help me. I am lost. 

I have found you, Michael. Open your eyes. 

The instinctive breath he took was deep and painful, he instantly knew he had incarnated. His eyes grew wide. He felt the weight of his body lying down and an uncomfortable scratching on his back. He focused his sight on a person next to him, apparently kneeling and staring back. He could only see a blurry yellow background around them. His eyes finally settled, letting him see the woman from his dream smiling again at him. He tried to speak but no sound came out. She stood before him and helped him up, back on his shaking feet and weak legs. She held part of his weight while he accustomed himself to his new found body, looking around him and seeing they were standing in a vast wheat field where the stems had been bend in a circle. As they took slow steps, they saw more of the same golden wheat expanding in all direction. Mikaël slowly slid his body down with Eve’s help, and they both sat under the burning sun, in the crop circle.

We better stay here a little. Until I get my strength back. He whispered.