up my little ones and see the sunshine. Wake up my wee
ones and hear the bells a ringin’. Wake up my young
adults and catch the morning train. Wake up my dear
adults and find the plane to freedom.
morning, I AM Sananda, and these are the words that
welcome all of the children home. All of the ones who
chose to return to the place from which they sprung, all
of the children of God who gave of their lives, so that
others may live in freedom; they have come home to the
love that welcomes them and gives them homage from the
cold waters of the onrush of truth back there on earth.
my dear ones, I speak of those who gave their lives to
the rushing waters and fierce winds of Katrina. I speak
of all of those who came to the breast of the Creator.
They are now safely in the arms of God, and as they
settle into the loving comfort of home, they begin to
see the truth of what they have done.
remember a promise they made to themselves and to all
who live on earth. They remember the times when they
looked ahead in life and found the path that would serve
them in this lifetime. They rest in that truth and know
that they are living the truth of Divinity.
come to me and see me as Jesus; that is the truth to
them, for they recognize the energy of Jesus in me. They
know not about Sananda; they will learn and then when
they return to earth, they will do so speaking my name
and recalling the love that they learned.
recognize me as Sananda; they knew me then, and they
know me now. They see the touches of familiarity and yet
they know there is more. This they will explore and when
they come back to earth they will speak of it. They’ll
tell others, and they will tell more than that. They
will tell of what they remembered while here in the arms
we see all that is left behind, and all of the lost
souls who look and search in vain for their loved ones,
we send our love to their hearts. We tell them we are
fine and we immerse their hearts with our soothing words
of comfort. We see them and feel them ease into that
comfort, and then go on to do what must be done.
I walk among the pillage and caress the tired brow, I do
so with a song in my heart, for to cry and bemoan their
fate would be to give credence to the illusion that all
is lost. All is not lost, and the fact of the living and
the fact of the souls in heaven is proof that all is
found and the richness is beyond compare.
you could but see the faces of the dear departed, and
see the looks of rapture on their countenance, you would
give thanks for their release into heaven. You find that
the loss for you is so great, and yet there is a part of
you that is rejoicing along with the ones I hold in my
all that is taking place on earth and in that area of
the world, there is much suffering. This is as it was to
be, my dear ones. This is the cry for the release of the
darkness. Gaia heard your call, for it was hers. She
released the energy of sorrow and expelled it from her
bosom. She gave way with the fury of rejection and
expelled the pent up frustrations of rebellion that had
amassed within her inner body.
is the final expulsion in that area, for she rests now
in her freedom. As she rests she sings forth her song of
love to you and she already is streaming forth her
loving, healing energy to every heart and soul in that
area of devastation.
you feel it even now? As you wade through the waters,
and steam in the searing heat, do you feel the coolness
of her breath, free of all the toxic remnants of the
desolation? Do you hear the gentle tones of her love
caressing you and telling you that the worst is over?
is bathing you in her gratitude and expressing her
undying love for all that you are going through. She
comforts and caresses you and she sees that the very
soil where you now wade will someday be bathed in love
and covered with fresh new greenery and flowers of every
kind. It will be nourished by you and will hold the
promise of eternal love and peace forevermore.
cleansing had to happen, my dear ones, in order to
fulfill that vision. This is the expunging that had to
wrest from the bowels of time and free the land to be
heaven on earth. You will all be a part of that
restoration, and so will some of those who soared into
heaven from the very waters that took their breath away.
now, we look upon the ideas of some who live in the
shadows, and took this opportunity and turned it to
their own interests. However, this did not change in any
way what has come about. It did not accomplish what they
set out to do; this was Divine providence, for our
family looks out for each other. We saw the results of
what would be much more than was intended, and we
stepped in and rendered it less than it would have been.
We were able to do that, for it was within the realm of
free will that we averted a worse disaster than what was
decreed by Heaven.
this shortcoming according to those who tried their hand
at diversion, there is a build up of karma in their
field. As they continue with their exploits they amass
karma that builds and expresses the very essence of that
which they do not recognize.
we do not desire for them. This is what they choose and
there is nothing more to add to that except to say that
they will someday come to the realization that all is
coming round and all is according to Divine plan.
hold those ones in the light of The Creator. We see that
they are a spark of light and that one day they will
return to that spark. We see that as they do, they will
open their eyes and they will weep, for they will see
all that they have accumulated while on earth.
they will know what is to come, and we will come to
their side and we will hold them as they go forward into
the next journey. You will all stand by and see them in
the light that bore them, and all will be as perfection
in the eyes of the whole, as it is now. The difference
will be that all will know, as the whole in present
love is with you all, and as the last bell tolls for
those who have returned home, we welcome all who turn
our way. We welcome all who turn away, for they too are
in their truth. All are welcome, and all is One.
to you all.
you dear Master Sananda,