Sessions with Donna #10

I was really expecting to just spend time in My field, chill and maybe take some physical comfort from this time. I didn't really have a question, but I decided to just spend time receiving Father's Peace and settling into Mother's Love as a theme. If I felt like doing something, I would spend the time working on My Chichen Itza Pyramid. 

I also started differently since the last few sessions, I have learned more about how circuitry is working. This time, I pictured My Heart Light Orb and My outer Light Wall together as I asked to connect more deeply to My Father fragment. I spent some time holding this image and settling My breathing. I was kneeling before the Obsidian Wall with My Parents on either side, Mother to the left, Father to the right. My head was bowed as I told them I didn't feel well, but was happy to be in their presence. I asked for Father's Peace and to become more settled in Mother's Love. 

I turned to Father and asked for more clarification on seeing My Siblings as He sees them as follow up from the last couple of sessions. As soon as the thought happened, Father and I were walking in a field. I was a child in this vision walking next to him, maybe 10 years old. Father is very tall, I can only see his robes swishing next to Me and Hands extending palms up into the direction We are headed. We come to the edge of a cliff, Father prompts Me to look out over the fields below. Thousands if not more People were standing in the fields below. At first I saw them as People, but as I focused on increasing My Heart Light's ability to receive Father's message, the outer bodies of the People faded away and all that was left were Light Heart Orbs centered in the chest cavities of outer light walls. I could not see the outer facade of the trees and plants in the field, either. All the root veins of the plants and trees were lit up as light tentacles. The People began talking to each other, sharing ideas and as the ideas formed, they appeared as newly forming light tentacles intertwining with each other to make light root vines extending up into the Supreme Atmosphere. 

I was standing next to Father, holding on to his robes with My right hand. I looked up and asked "How will I know if there is no light in their Hearts? If they have forsaken You?" and looked back down into the field of light people, orbs and tentacles. I saw a few of the People intermingled in with the light tube people who appeared as a dark black outer outline and saw the black sludge where their Heart Light should be and realized they were the ones who would not survive the death transition. 

"What about the ones who's brain wiring is damaged or off, but they still have light in their Hearts?" I saw a heart light orb in front of Me shining bright, a tube extended from the top into a smaller light orb representing the Brain circuit. The brain circuitry was over charged and seemed to be misfiring. I realized the Father Fragments works with these individuals to receive information through their Heart Brains first and then react to the information from this space. The mind works for the Heart Brain, not the other way around. Father reached out and pressed His finger against My forehead. I saw Light going from My Forehead, through My Brain Circuitry, down to My Heart Light tube in a steady current. 

I stood on the field with Father looking at the majesty of the vision before appearing again between Mother and Father back in front of the obsidian wall. I turned to Mother, I didn't have any questions for Her, but asked to be able to accept and understand Her Love. I pictured Myself on Her lap curled up in the fetal position, completely comfortable just feeling Her warmth and vibrations before returning the position between them. I focused on balancing Father and Mother's energies with both of them touching My back and receiving Father's Peace and Mother's Love. 

I was in My field, standing next to My steam and Soul Seed Flower Tree facing Chichen Itza. I decided I would go ahead with this pyramid because this one was all about time. This giant pyramid was used in ancient Mayan times to calculate moon and sun cycles and planetary movement for the sake of calculating time. All of their calendars were calculating using the features of this architect. This was one of the ways the Kings in Power enslaved the People. Time spent in senseless ceremony fed People's superstitions and allowed them to be controlled. 

Example: The Mayan People (all of them) got up at 2am well before sunrise, dressed in full ceremony garb including feather hats, body paint and clothes of shells and other stone bead work, all to march through the streets to get the sun to rise. They believed if they didn't do this, the sun would not rise. The whole society was so convinced the sun would not rise, they never tested they theory. There was never a day where they thought collectively... Screw it. Let's sleep in. Maybe the sun will rise anyway. 

So, I 'm sitting on the top of Chitzen Itza. I prepare My Light Dagger by first, picturing My Heart Light Orb connecting the bottom light orb with light tubes. I turn My Tube Light Crown on and establish the tubing extending up into the Supreme Atmosphere and place the bottom Orb into the center of the Pyramid. I visualize Light Orb Pulses coming from the Supreme Atmosphere, moving through My Heart Light Orb and on down into the center of the pyramid. I look down to see what's happening. I didn't know what to expect. Cahal Pech had shown blood pouring from the pyramid, Coba had the black sludge, This Pyramid was about time, so I really had no preconceived notions at all. 

The Pyramid was suspended in space surrounded by stars, planets, nebulas and galaxies. My Heart Light Dagger was still inserted into the center of it and light was pulsing into the bottom Light Orb. As the pulses hit the bottom Light Orb, pieces of a black material began peeling off the exterior of the pyramid and floating off into a black area of Space. Nothing else existed in this space, but the chucks of black material from the pyramid. I realized there is no divine purpose for the Mayans perception of time. These particles were benign objects, it wasn't the black sludge, just dark matter. I was witnessing the process of storing this material to clean up later. I kept pulsating light into the pyramid until I was standing in from of Chichen Itza covered in red flowered vines back in My Stream. There was an obsidian dagger extending out of the top of the pyramid with red flowered vines all over it, too. I felt I had done enough work on Chichen Itza and moved on to water My Potential Seeds.