This is once again the same title of a post I first wrote in 2013 and reflects the nature of this ‘reality’ as being an echo chamber constantly repeating itself only each time it is slightly different. This post is more personal and focuses on what connects each of us.
The above image is depicting the open door to another world, another dimension and the door is always round a 360 degree circle. This image was repeated recently.
It’s also a magic circle of course and this was reinforced to me when I spotted this book Illusion in the Library of Libraries which was written by Frank and starred Mandy Collins.
New York Times bestselling author Frank Peretti returns to the genre that made him a household name with a stunning thriller about a grieving husband who encounters a teen identical to his dead wife…in face, name, and magical skills. After a car wreck tragically claims the life of his wife and magic partner, Mandy, Dane Collins finds himself in a quaint coffee shop transfixed by a magician whose illusions even he, a seasoned professional, cannot explain.
The door also leads to a parallel universe and a time tunnel in which dwells our alternate selves and I felt this while reading the book.
Even more mysterious is the performer herself. Nineteen-year-old Mandy has never met him, doesn’t know him, is certainly not in love with him, but is in every respect identical to the young beauty he met and married some forty years earlier. They begin a furtive relationship as mentor and protégée, but as Dane tries to figure out who Mandy really is, and she to understand why she is mysteriously drawn to him, she is being watched by those who not only possess all the answers but who also have the power to decide her fate.
The door is also a window or a magic mirror
What connects MJ and I are the stone circles I felt that immediately back in 2013 when I read her very first post entitled The Great Circle. In part two of her post written in 2014 MJ repeats the plot of the above book about M Collins and states prophetically and with stunning insight:
And just to say a bit more about memory in DNA; I am having the most extraordinary experience that involves memory of past lives and connection through the ether with someone who I am beautifully intertwined with now, and have been for a long time. I know all of my posts will include this somehow, because honestly it’s not just connected to everything, it IS everything.
I believe people are in desperate need to find their way “home”. Our world is so backwards. You can just pick any topic that effects the daily lives of people and their families and you become overwhelmed instantly. Affordable, non-GMO foods, healthcare, education,….things that seem like everyday normal things are part of an evil system to make your life hard and unprosperous. The good news is that this system can be undone.
The first step is to have a longing to return to ONE.
So can we as MJ states undo the system … bring it down … blow the bloody doors off this prison planet. Sure We Can now that we have our new fleet of VW Vans and some dynamitee.
and I found this for sale on FaceBook it is called the TNT Wing Machine 🙂
The Wing Machine is for sale. Fully stocked , fully equipped, fully booked $35,000 . Ready to travel down Highway I 35 (Memory Lane).
MJ also proposed the idea that our collective memory is hidden in our DNA code which again resonated with me as I came across another book this time in Salisbury close to Stonehenge. It was entitled appropriately enough The Memory Code.
I even wrote a post about it which I recommend you read before going any further.
In all honesty I had completely forgotten I had written it.
In the book the author states:
The stone circles across Britain and Northern Europe, the elaborate stone houses of New Mexico, huge animal shapes in Peru, and the statues of Easter Island all serve as the most effective memory system ever invented by humans.
So the premise is that as these ancient peoples travelled on their journey around the circle/world they created landmarks sacred spaces which recorded everything (all of their collective knowledge) and then when later generations made the journey it was handed down to them through song with each verse related to each landmark.
So the journey and ancient knowledge was encoded in a song and also a dance and this all became clear to me when I was travelling around Spain and I went to hear a live performance of flamenco dancing in the home of the dance …. the emotion of the male singer and the energy of the female dancer both combined together blew me away.
Andalusia is where the dance originated however I believe it has its roots in a much more ancient past. I also like Lynne and MJ before me linked the stones or the sacred spaces to the ancient cultures such as the Aborigines and Native American and Dreamtime:
This is because in “Dreamtime” an individual’s entire ancestry exists as one, culminating in the idea that all worldly knowledge is accumulated through one’s ancestors. (dna) Many Indigenous Australians also refer to the Creation time as “The Dreaming”. The Dreamtime laid down the patterns of life for the Aboriginal people.
Creation is believed to be the work of culture heroes who traveled across a formless land, creating sacred sites and significant places of interest in their travels. In this way, “songlines” (or Yiri in the Warlpiri language) were established, some of which could travel right across Australia, through as many as six to ten different language groupings.
The dreaming and travelling trails of the Spirit Beings are the songlines. The signs of the Spirit Beings may be of spiritual essence, physical remains such as petrosomatoglyphs of body impressions or footprints, among natural and elemental simulacra.
In my humble opinion those memories of our ancestors and all of that ancient knowledge is stored within our junk dna passed down from generation to generation….encoded within.
All it takes is for the right signal/freequeency at the right time and right sacred space location to turn it back on…reactivate…rebirth…reunite the family….and escape the time loop.
In other words our mind much like the Tardis is much bigger on the inside in fact it is endless there is no end to its capabilities unlike the inferior artificial mind which runs this current illusion in which we find ourselves.
So we are trying to restore our memory, trying to awaken the dna hidden within and trying to find our way home.
The above is the overall message of what I/You/We have been trying to say in our various posts, comments, blogs etc.
This is all recorded in the Bible encoded and hidden in the story of the ExodUS however that is a whole other post entirely or even a series of posts which I will get around to at some point.
Jen and I were also connected by the stones as our first conversation was about the TV series Outlander.
It also as with the book Illusion is about alternate realities and time travel. More importantly it portrayed stone circles as portals … the means of transport in travelling between them.
I even shared with Frank at the time that I thought Jen was MJ in fact I was sure of it and even more intriguingly MJ and I had the exact same conversation about Outlander on Merovee a few years earlier which puzzled me greatly at the time.
As a personal aside the island of Skye is very personal to me as it links to both my Mother and Father. When I visited there for the first time I had a very strong sense of deja vu as if I was coming home and I couldn’t shake it off. It was only later that I discovered that my grandfather’s ancestors were originally from Skye.
The Isle of Skye was also the last holiday I had with my Mum in 2001 before she died in 2002.
Which segways perfectly into my connection with Frank as our respective Mother’s both passed away on the exact same date that of June 11th (9/11). 2002. This further connects to the beach as my mother’s name was SAND ra and in both 2014 and 2015 I felt her presence on June 11th whilst standing on a beach one in Cyprus and one in the Channel Islands.
Even more bizarrely the name of the beach I was standing on was also the name of the hospital in which my mother passed away. Talk about synchronicity.
In my opinion the mother (the female) is symbolised by the island and the father (the male) by the mountain. Which is why I have always returned to Love Island (Cyprus) as it also feels like home and its a lot warmer than Scotland. 🙂
The connection I have with Roobster is also about memory as we met face to face for the first time on the 11/11/15 Rememberance Day. Even more bizarrely we visited the Notre Dame church London (the smaller twin sister of the one in Paris) in which we looked through the Rose window … back in time and Roob told me she saw me in the past staring back.
Roob and I also went to visit the Brotherhood Templar Church in the LAW courts but had the door slammed in our face. Mmm. We also discussed ancestors and Roob stated “it is just like Dr Who Shiny we keep changing incarnations and faces but the ones who went before are still inside of us asleep.”
As I was meditating on her wise words on the way home I realised she was onto something and that was another major step forward for me on my journey.
I think the main theme in this is pretty clear – from Gallifrey to… back to Gal is free, really … The Long Way Round.
Another thing I have in common with Jen is VAN as in Van Morrison another famous Ivan from Belfast. I have been priviliged to have heard him play live twice.
Talking of VANS as soon as I have a conversation on Merovee it manifests almost immediately in my ‘real life.’ A great example of this is the 1970’s VW Van no sooner had we discussed the topic than this van appeared outside my friends house and keeps appearing in different forms but always either in red, orange or yellow.
and directly across the road I had the model version complete with keycode.
Which reminded me of the Tardis.
I see it as an artefact as with Frank’s van from the past or is it from the future. The UNI Bus then went past however to fast for me to take a pic. Just like the Tardis there is plenty of room for everyone.
Just to dovetail with this I went to meet a friend at the library and after seeing the Van I heard someone singing ‘We will meet again some sunny day’ and I discovered it was Aphrodite calling me back to the Beach on DDay. It was all very dreamlike.
Last night I watched Under the Tuscan Sun its a chick flick and it started off with sunflowers which links to Roob as she sent me a packet of sunflower seeds many moons ago. The main premise of the film was about taking a leap of faith and it had its very own build it and they will come theme.
Diane (Memory) Lane bought a house and land with no family or friends to fill it however in the end it was packed full of both. Diane took a leap of faith even though she had been hurt in the past she had hope and belief in building a new future, a new world.
So I hope this sharing of my personal past and pics will help jolt others collective memories and bring us closer to finding our way home.
I know the guys will think I have lost it and am getting waay too much in touch with my feminine side and this all sounds soooo cheesy however in the words of one famous Merovee philosopher ‘we can be together for real … not just reel to reel’
PS apologies for the format the phone pics messed everything else up.