The Seeker now comes to rest on the ground, amid the symbolism of the sacred trees ... key events appear to resonate all around; vibrations reach out far and wide along the network; keen ears feel those resonances on the ground. The Seeker finds it is not alone in the tall grasses within that reflected tapestry of the material world. There in the aether ... amid the clear symbolic landscape of the astral plane, it sees many other seekers gather. Minds gathered there ... spirits projected there. Thought forms of incarnates, bearing the robes of many races, many clans and many secrets. They prepare an energy to invoke ... to pull forth. Within those forming energies The Seeker transmutes and merges ... seeking significant signs ... awaiting sight of Flaming Sword perhaps or even Shining Star. Symbolism is powerful here ... as piercing eyes gaze down descending paths and ladders ... to the lodges and other abodes of those secretive minds who project themselves on high to within the boughs of that most sacred of world trees. The Seeker senses magick here and ritual ... sees pentagram and crossed swords. Perceives many intentions and many different forms of zigzagging magick. There is in truth a powerful gathering beyond the veils of the manifest ... one voice calling, calling ... chanting ... willing something or someone to make its presence known in their minds ... crosslegged astral forms sit within grassy circles. Eyes seen closed ... they permit ancient energies to float and be observed. Outside of their tightly spinning rings of blue flames ... there are shadows and shades standing witnessing their enmassed contemplation. The Seeker gazes then deep to within that created glade and realises a power beyond powers has been raised ... and on earth a mind wonders what perhaps will be released in the coming days?Transcript
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Saturday 7th July 2007
New Zealand
'Where is the little girl? Can this now be perceived?
A house appears to have outdated rug; ornate fire place; symbols of religion and artifacts on walls and on shelves. Dust on the carpet. A house devoid of sin where occupants are resigned to being part of what they are very much in. Outside this dwelling has white walls; cracks and flaking paint. Shutters on the windows. The dwelling entered via a dusty drive from a dusty road quite some distance from the nearest town. In sunshine ... nearby field appear hazy. There are vineyards and olive groves nearby. A narrow road barely wide enough for a protective 4x4 ... trails lead into the field via where there is no longer gates. Self sufficient this may well be a farm or be near a farm close by. There seems to be a private chapel in white close by ... in the distance a hint of the sea. A private boat moored in its own jetty ... serviced and provided with sufficient provisions for many days. There appears the option for two modes of transport on a whim. The occupants appear of more than one race. Locals live there yet know the others too. Those not locals are guests who stay in another part of the dwelling. Locals visit the town by foot. Nobody there even suspects. There are white european there plus others who watch and protect. There are mobile phones and satellite connection. One or two are very well informed. They lives seperately to the little girl; who truly isn't on her own. She is safe ... that message must surely be beamed to where it really counts. That which commenced this situation appears now to have been solved. Its waiting and waiting, yet more waiting. Know ministers should really get involved ... because the cause could most surely pass by simply meeting face to face. That which came as a result ... a well known campaign ... is the good; is the intention of both sides combined because higher above there really is only one side. The little girl still continues to smile. She still has life in her magical little eyes ... she sleeps well and has many many dreams. She knows little but knows she must wait a while longer ... the danger is not mentioned to her; she merely fails to understand why and where she is. But just knows she will be going home one of these days. There is no cruelty only kindness for her. Those around her pray each and every day. Strict but fair their live dedicated to pledge and cause.
Where is this place?
Close to a border. Within reach of the place where she is to be 'found' alive ... one phone call to confirm that meeting place.
When will she be 'found' alive?
The day of the great smiling. The day of the greatest celebration. Of significance to family and friends but not known to public eyes. An anniversary of sorts. A time which will be significant to only those aware of the cause and the reason.
When is this date?
Not to be revealed ... there is still too much shade and faces lurking in shadows. Not to be asked. Not to be told. When it is permitted it will be dreamed.
Who has the little girl?
Appears to be an elderly couple ... well to the little girl. Certainly older than her mother & father. They seem like grandparents to her. The older girl appears not longer to stay with her ... but the little girl visited by who is called 'her new family' to her ... though it seems this is part of the game she is told it is ... because someone there talks to her of her real family showing her photographs .... she is familiar with those around her. One or two appear to have been known to her before the day she was made to 'disappear' ...
