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Gratitude Letters – Sananda

One of the first things my Light Being friends asked of me when I was literally pushed to come out of my cave of shyness and enter the public stage, was to share my personal stories so that others may feel validated by their own or maybe they would just feel as if maybe they weren’t so crazy after all … they also said that others needed to know what is possible for all of us once we hit the right frequency as we all receive what we need when we are ready as we know …
Is our world being prepared for purer communication with advanced civilizations? Many feel yes and so this is another reason we are guided to share our letters here!
We are in a time of merging with much higher matrices of awareness as the Matrix of the Unified realms and the Shambhala matrix both answer our heart-felt prayers!
Hope you enjoy!
Letter to Sananda
They say you are the Christed One, and it felt so when you came yet I never asked the truth, the origin of your name. How could I? When every cell of my being responded with such joy for, I knew who you were the instant you beamed in …
Your voice was strong that sunny day in 1992, when I stood in my garden and watered my plants completely unaware of where I was, deep in thought and uncertainty.
“Beware of false humility,” you said, as I doubted the truth of what lay before me, a path so obscure, so unknown that I felt so unworthy to tread.
Who was I after all?
My human self was then so strong as I struggled in my life, surrendering control yet once again, wrenching myself away from the strength of my ceaselessly chattering mind whose logic blocked the path of trust that the pure hearted must follow.
Your voice continued on so strong and clear, I felt you then embracing me in arms of love …
“False humility stops so many from taking the path that is there,” you said again.
You were right of course, you always are … for we live in a world that encourages all to see what is wrong in life rather than what is right and so we judge ourselves so harshly forgetting we are children of light, cosmic travellers born from Source to travel as rays of light and waves of love throughout the scope of creation.
We came to Earth.
We forgot who we are.
We played the game of amnesia allowing the separation that this brings to empty our hearts of true joy until all we feel is lost.
I did not feel lost at that time just unsure of how to go on and if what I saw opening up before me was the right path for me to tread.
It was a risk.
Life often is it seems.
The risk we take to grow again, to step back into the unknown, guided by that small voice within that is often overshadowed by the voice of reason and logic.
But left-brain dominance never delivers either a balanced or a happy world.
That day, your voice was stronger still, stronger than the voice of doubt within me.
Thank you for this.
I was trapped in such limitation then, thinking that maybe one day I would deserve such things, to come into a state of Oneness with my own enlightened soul.
Could I dare to dream that maybe this could occur in this life here and now?
No, I wrestled with myself, that cannot be, I am too unworthy, was my usual decree.
And so, you came in that day like a shining light yet also stern and clear, “Beware of false humility for it halts so many who seek to walk the path …”
And with your words I felt myself embraced by you, set free.
I surrendered then, yet again, with faith I took the step required that sees me here this day, with a heart so full of gratitude as it was you who took me into the ‘yes’ of the journey of Source feeding …
Of all my Beloveds, perhaps you have served me best.
I no longer call you Sananda; to me you are the Christed One, known by the purity of your endless love, my dearest, dearest guide.
I remember the night that I became your bride … when disappointed with romantic love, I lay on my bed and cried. I know now that my expectations had always been too high, that the type of love I longed for I could only find within, in marriage so divine.
Again, I sensed your vast presence hovering over me as I lay upon the bed.
I felt you scoop me up into your loving arms and in that moment, we were wed.
I will always be the bride of Christ where true love is my bed.
And in that moment, you set me free; able to love again, human heart to human heart but with a heart so free for pure love had been found.
You told me once, in the silent stillness where we meet, that to be Christed is to know the purity of love, to be one again with that Source of all creation. This has become my truth.
Through you I have found the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth.
Through you, I have seen this world through your eyes and no face could I love more.

Gratitude letters – Babaji

Our gratitude letters continue …
It is so interesting to find who we connect with in our journey through life – not just physical friends but also our ‘non-physical’ friends who I noticed coming in around me after my brother died and once I started regular meditation.
Through these challenging times we all have so much more support than we realize sometimes and which is why I have felt guided to share my Letters of Gratitude … love to read your letters of gratitude is you wish to share them in the comments section!
Here is this next letter …
Letter to Babaji
Is it wrong to say that all I thought at first was that you were so handsome? Your long dark hair, your deep black eyes, your chiselled face and long straight nose? Or how I carried your photo in my wallet for years without ever knowing your name. I just felt connected. From the moment I was given your photo I knew that you were mine in some strange way … and then you came … beaming in as I stood in my gym lifting weights … standing in my doorway in a field of golden light your features barely seen yet I knew exactly who you were …
I love how it is always like this how whenever any of you beam in and our realms suddenly merge, how every cell of my being knows exactly who you are but never why you have come!
You came twice that week to tell me that your ashrams in Germany were ready for Source feeding although at that stage I had no idea of the term, all I knew was that somehow my system had locked into a different way and state of being that I could not comprehend, yet it had.
It is strange how many know of you and love you, have heard of your commitment to remain high in the Himalayans until Earth and her people have ascended and yet I know that your visits among us are only holographic flashes; for your presence is never seen as solid at all … and yet I feel you walking ancient paths high in the mountain range called the rooftop of our world. And yes, I sense how a gentle beloved always walks there at your side, a mirror image of the beauty that you are, although feminine in form as you represent the masculine and feminine always merged for it is then in wholeness, that we all can be reborn.
I have not seen you since, as no doubt there has been no need for you to appear again in my life – the message was given, the invitation fulfilled and it was your Beloveds in your ashrams that brought Source feeding so powerfully into their lives for you were right, they were ready for this more than any others before.
I thank you for bringing your devotee to my door, the one who published our experiences of this way of light and how it feeds our souls – for this merge and meet we are both so humbled and so grateful.
Thank you Babaji thank you!

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For those emailing in re parenting … so happy to help in any way!
At 65 with the family game and being a yogini ….this is just some of what I have learnt …

1. Kids grow up to quick! So do grandkids – yipes! I wish I’d slowed down more and been more mindful rather than trying to find time to isolate and meditate away from them all ……

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