“Welcome child. Welcome to the next part of your learning. Here you will live and breath for as long as it takes for you to be the healer you bear within.” They all spoke at once, with one voice. A voice which began as an audible force but quickly became a direct thought.
“Forget the outside world, the killings, the acts of cruelty, forget the thousand questions that form in your mind currently and ensnare you with their deceptions. Forget it all. It is time you become you. Welcome back home friend. You are back where you belong after a long journey. A journey which has caused you much pain.
Welcome back to before it began. Back to the time of the choice. Last time you chose your earthly family and they deceived you. This time, by fate, you will choose your soul family and become who you truly are. The facet you were before the fall. Then you can remember the vows made and the reason for manifest life. Remember it and never forget it.
Though you will forget, it is as meant. For from this moment forth know you shall live many other lives around a circle. Bearing many different names.
And the forgetting will lead to confusion, but know the inside always remains the same. Until the last face you shall forget us and your home. You will be just like all the rest who have forgotten. Damned. But then as the last face you will begin to remember and know then the circle shall begin again. Child it is time you were ready. What is it you choose?”
“To remain here father”. I found myself saying the words without being aware.
“Good”.
“To become who I am. To remember. To deny the illusion the rest of mankind shall embrace. To be of service to the universe at all times. To be its eyes, its ears, its mouth, its voice on the manifest plane. So through I it will experience all the lives to then understand the manifest plane. Then, and only then will I return. Then and only then can I rise back to the source. Reconnected to it all”.
“Good”.
“I am ready to start. Ready to prepare”.
“Good. So it shall be child. From this point forth we shall call you Ezra The Scribe”. (Extract taken from THE CHRONICLES OF EZRA written by Matthew James)
