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Iíd like to
share with you the dream I had last night. It was a
happy dream, one that left me feeling good and peaceful.
In this dream I was in my home somewhere in the
wilderness, when people began to visit. These people
were slightly familiar to me, and I realized they were
distant relatives from my fatherís side whom I
hadnít seen for many years, and then maybe only once
for a short time.
They were bearing
gifts for me, gifts of clothing that were used, but that
were in excellent shape, and very high quality. I have a
sense too of other kinds of gifts, though I donít
recall what they were. These family members came first
in a group of 6-9 people, then in a few more groups of
2-3, all from long ago in my remembrance.
I donít usually
have dreams that give me this message. This I feel is
the first one that signals to me that it is a prophetic
dream, a portend of times to come. And because it is
now, I feel that it tells of something that is soon to
Look at the main
points to this: Long forgotten family of my Father,
bearing gifts of clothing, things to wear that represent
fine adornment, of richness and value. These clothes
also represent all the identities I have assumed through
the lifetimes. Then look at the peaceful and loving
Wake up Call: St.
Germain Oct 20, 05
My children and
dear family, I have a tale to tell and I will tell it
now rather than later when it will be old news. I AM St.
Germain and I have news in the form of a story. This
will curl the cockles of your soul and tickle your
Once upon a time
there was a peoples who all shared in the wealth of a
mighty benefactor. This benefactor saw that the peoples
were weary and ready for a rest. They had labored long
and hard, and they had given up much freedom and joy for
the promise they made to each other and to their
One day a group
of soldiers came along and they found that the battle
they were to have fought had been canceled due to rain.
The showers that pelted all around brought not drops of
water, but particles of light that upon contact rendered
the soldiers and all they touched to turn to light and
to sing the tones of love and freedom.
As this tune rang
forth the rest of the land and the peoples on it took
heed and followed the lead of the soldiers. They marched
into battle and came upon the same clouds spewing forth
the liquid gold light.
One by one, two
by two the peoples found their lives to be transformed
and to have new meaning. They found that the original
promise they had made was giving way to the Creator and
he was tossing it back to them stamped DONE AND READY
FOR THE GOLD.
This gave the
peoples newfound faith in what they had been told so
long ago. They realized that the pipedream that had for
so long been but a mere shadow was now fully in the
light, and was giving them back what they had reaped in
that long ago time.
As the peoples
gathered and compared their bounty with the rest of
their family, they found that their stories were
slightly different in content, though they all rang with
the same result, that of a fully open heart and mind,
and with their memory intact.
As the days went
by their world changed. They found that the light was
infiltrating every particle of life on their land. They
found that anything that before was irritating now sang
with joy and rapture. They found that every time they
took another step it was to the tinkle of bells and the
sweet strains of harp music, the kind of harp that is
found in heaven and that sings so purely of light.
These peoples no
longer lived in fear, they lived in light and love and
they found their world to be enlarging. They found that
with a thought they could be in the cosmos sailing
through the stars and heading for the moon in an instant
They found that
as they approached a stream or an ocean the water
glistened and smelled of sweet honey and was tinged with
a touch of gold. They found that as they attained the
top of a mountain the breeze licked their faces and gave
them a sweetness that refreshed and enlivened. As they
walked through the forests, he trees sang and whispered
to them of their undying love and gratitude for standing
by and allowing them their lives.
One day the
peoples all gathered and sang out their song of joy.
They gathered together and thanked the Creator for the
promise he had made to them. This was that when their
game was over and the time was nigh for the blessings of
reward, there would be a wondrous happening, and with
that wonder would come the blessing of eternal life.
They knew this was that time, and as they looked to the
heavens they saw a huge clock signaling to them the time
of the Eternal Now, 2006.
Yes, my dear
ones, that is the time in which all comes together and
the Eternal Now begins. That is the timetable by which
all is encumbered by light, and the free-flow of destiny
wends it way to the Promised Land. That is the year in
which the slide into the light of truth begins to reap
the rewards and to scrub clean the earth and all her
peoples. That is the beginning of the refreshing
restoration, and you all will be here to participate, as
is justified in heaven, as it is on earth.
How do you like
my tale? Do you recognize it; is it familiar? It is your
tale, my dear ones for you wrote it and you played it
out in song and in script. This is your curtain call,
and now is the final act as the players come forward and
spill the beans and tell of the times and deeds that
wrought the conclusions that are about to unfold.
Sit back in your
seats and enjoy the final act, for it is the piece de
resistance that will bring the curtain down and render
the thunderous applause that brings on the celebration
all over the land.
Thank you dear
Master St. Germain,
Love, Nancy Tate