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April / May 2007
by Barbara Davies, ND
by Freddy Silva by Shelley Yates Beyond the Secret: The Law of Attraction for World Peace by Julia King RAW versus PASTEURIZED MILK - part one by Lisa Marie Bhattacharya (Whitaker)
Horoscopes for February and March (pdf file format) by Laura
Marketing for Healing Professionals by Juliet Austin, MA, Marketing Coach
by Yoga Teacher Sheri Kauhausen
Inspirations by Devrah Laval
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FIRE THE GRID
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It took my rescuers fifteen minutes to pull my lifeless body from that car and another seven minutes of CPR to revive me. As my body bolted upright, I blurted “get my baby out of the car”. Twenty two minutes had passed, the rescuers jumped back into the freezing bog to retrieve my son, knowing against hope, that he was dead. It took rescuers another five minutes or so to get my boy free from that car. His limp body was transported to the IWK Children’s Hospital, where he was immediately hooked to every machine known to mankind. The team of emergency doctors and neurologists were waiting for me. They assured me that my sweet little boy was indeed brain dead,and in addition to this, his internal organs were full of blood. He was haemorrhaging throughout his body and his organs were non- viable. Things were the most bleak I have ever known. That is when the voice came to me again. “Have faith child.” The doctors advised me to unplug my baby and let him pass peacefully, for even if a miracle happened and he did live, he would be a vegetable. “No quality of life”, is all I remember thinking. Once again I heard the voice, “have faith”. For that moment the doctors agreed to keep Evan on life support, but advised me not to hold out any hope. He had less than one percent chance of living and then he would continue to be hooked to all these machines for the rest of his life. Remember, I had no God, so I could not even call for guidance. It was in the quiet of my first moment alone, that I was given the instructions. “Follow the instructions implicitly”, memories of the visions and the voice in the lake flooded back to me. There was someone there with me, I was sure of it and I decided to listen carefully. I was instructed to rebuild my son’s aura by infusing his little body with the auras of others. Twenty minutes at a time was one of the first rules; for if it was longer, you would drain the aura of the giver. They instructed me to parade loving people through Evan’s room, each depositing their own energy field into his lifeless body. They were to do this by connecting their flesh to his flesh and allowing their energy to run through his body and then to give Evan their “gift.” If they sang, they were to sing. If they were story tellers, tell a story and so on. Infuse him with positive energy and your love and your talents, and this will revive him. I proceeded against hospital protocol to send loving humans into my son’s room every half hour. They then followed the instructions and gave their gift of love. This procession lasted twenty four hours a day, for three days. Dozens and dozens of people came. They “camped out” everyday and every night; loving trusting souls infusing his lifeless body with fresh energy. The fact that I was able to convince the hospital to allow this unorthodox behaviour to happen was a miracle in itself, but on the third day, after 72 hours of constant vigil, my boy opened his little eyes and recognized me. He was back!!! The doctors were baffled. They continued to tell me that he would never walk or talk or be a normal child again. However their words this time had no effect on me. The guidance and direction from my spiritual light beings had proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would be fine; after all, my “friend” in the lake had told me so. Within the first week Evan had recovered all his body functions, and by the end of the second week, he was running down the halls to the hospital playroom. This was indeed an incredible miracle. What had I done to deserve such reprieve by our Almighty Creator? I didn’t know nor did I care. I wanted to take my son home and be done with the whole nightmare. This is when I realized that I might be done with my light friends, but they were not done with me. I continued to hear the voices and be directed with both visions and seeing auras. Needless to say, I was more than a little freaked out. As time passed I would ask “What do you want of me?” They would speak of the love for the universe and how things have gone terribly wrong. Humanity has spiralled out of control and has lost its true connection to God and to this Earth. They want desperately for me to give the humans of this world a message from “beyond,” that we have inside of us the power to unite this planet as one race with peace and prosperity for all. This power lies inside us all and when combined with the loving energy of other humans, we can do for this planet what we did for my son. We can revive this Earth and catapult it into healing. With this healing will come a new phase of humanity. We will have a time of peace and harmony. All it will take is our intention, as a united group and one hour of our time. So as the voices and visions unravelled I was given the guidance of how to make this all happen. However it will take many of us on this planet to see to the success of the project. As they told me to rotate the humans through my son’s room, they have told me to unite humanity from every corner of the globe. Not every human, just representatives from every corner. We can do this. We need to unite enough people to fire the divine energy system of this planet and jump start it like we did with my boy. This global project of loving intention is completely possible. Your intention to make it happen can change the outcome of this planet. I will discuss the details of the plan in part three (June/July issue). I will give you the directions to follow and you will see how little it will take for you to become an ambassador of light to our home, planet Earth. I beseech you to join me when we fire the Earth grid on July 17, 2007 at 11:11 Greenwich Mean Time and add your energy to this project. I promise you, just one hour of your time and you can help heal this planet and help create peace among all people. My son and I are examples of the power of positive energy and what humans are truly capable of when they unite with the intention of love. Love is the universal language of our world, and the world beyond. Light and love be with you and welcome to the next phase of humanity; be part of the excitement and please join us at: www.firethegrid.com.
Links to other near death survivors who have had visions and prophecy for the future:
Editor’s note:
All contents ©2005-2007 Shelley Yates. All rights reserved.
Collect a series of wonderful happy moments from your life, for example your most loving kiss, the joyous happiness of eating ice-cream or the sun on your face after a long cold winter. They were very explicit with their details. The smile you have when you see a kindness of a child or the sheer pleasure you feel while washing your hands under warm water with fragranced soap. It went on and on. however the basis of it was that there were thousands of happy uplifting moments in our lives that we miss because we are so busy with the business of being unhappy. They said even those in poverty have moments of tremendous joy if they would choose to feel them. when a lover touches your flesh or when your child smiles. If we as a group of humans would take time out everyday and I don’t mean huge amounts of time I mean moments to remember a happy moment then we collectively raise the planets frequency a little every day with little effort. It will also raise the level of the humans who participate. Simply close your eyes and remember a thought or feeling that has given you earthly pleasure then be thankful for it. If you only have a few that is alright because as you practice this little exercise you will find yourself finding more and more to feel happy about. It will act like a contagion because others will feel your happiness and it will infect their field.
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