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LEAVING THE NEST TO SING IN BALANCED HARMONY (Message 8 from Mother Nebadonia)
By Rosie
Jan 29, 2013 - 7:31:44 AM


  
LEAVING THE NEST TO SING IN BALANCED HARMONY (Message 8)
Mother Nebadonia through Rosie, 28th January 2013


Dear Children on Earth; your mother Nebadonia speaks gently to you, yet clearly and firmly to you, because her heart is full in anticipation of her fledglings LEAVING THE NEST and approaching spiritual adulthood. Tides of great change approach, and no-one shall be left in a state of innocence. All will be known. No longer will you be able to plead ignorance, hiding behind your mother’s skirts. It is time to resume responsibility and walk in adult shoes, realising that you have in fact been partaking in the “adult” game all along, while adopting a child-like stance.

Now is a time when the words FREQUENCY, VIBRATION and HARMONY will be in the mouths of many. For these will assume great importance. It will not be a case of grouping into different social classes or income groups or religions, as is presently the case, but of grouping into the same WAVELENGTH OF HEART CAPACITY. If your consideration for others is scarce, then you will find yourself EXPERIENCING this lower level of consideration at the hands of others. And if you offer a warm and joyful and open heart to all who cross your path, you will receive similar welcomes along your journey. This is THE GREAT RE-SORTING INTO NEW GROUPS ACCORDING TO FREQUENCY.

It is also the great and glorious new part of your earth’s history where BALANCE and the resulting HARMONY shall flourish. Regard, oh children of mine incarnated in male bodies, the way you may tend to take the lead, to initiate the beginnings and determine the ends, while acting brilliantly and speedily inbetween, as in a piano piece where the right hand plays the leading tune.

Meanwhile, regard, children of mine incarnated in female forms, the way you may step in at just the right time, intuitively finding the right chords to enhance, deepen and complement the brilliant right hand tune, enabling radical changes of mood from major to minor (though the tune remain unchanged), providing a rich tapestry of sound against which the leading voice can perform, on which it can rely for support, without which it would lose balance, in the same way which the left hand accompanies the right hand of a piano piece.

Let it be known that the COMPLETE BALANCE OF MALE AND FEMALE ENERGY, WHETHER BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN OR WHETHER BETWEEN THE MALE AND FEMALE POLES WITHIN OURSELVES, IS ESSENTIAL FOR EFFECTING HARMONY IN YOUR WORLD. SEEK TO COMPLEMENT AND FURTHER AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER SO THAT YOUR TUNEFUL CO-CREATIONS MAY MANIFEST IN AN ATMOSPHERE OF LOVING MUTUAL INSPIRATION. WORK TOGETHER. SEE TO EACH OTHER’S NEEDS. ASK ALWAYS HOW RELATIONSHIPS CAN BE IMPROVED AND HOW THE QUALITY OF YOUR EXCHANGES – ON WHATEVER LEVEL – CAN BE IMPROVED. BE LOVE TO EACH OTHER, ALWAYS BALANCING AND RE-BALANCING AFTER EACH NEW EXPEREINCE AND DEVELOPMENT.

The new experiences will be many. The new experiences will push you to new extremes. Your spiritual mother – I, Nebadonia – am here to support you when you find yourself tipping too close to the edge. Call upon me, and whatever the pain, know that the balance can be redressed THROUGH YOUR OWN LEARNING PROCESS, AND THAT THE DESCENT INTO DESPAIR REVEALS THE OPPORTUNITY TO SOAR TOWARDS GREAT JOY. For there will also be great joy, little ones. Hold this my promise in your hearts, even as the walls crumble around you, for you will witness the SHINING NEW DAY.



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Heavenletter #4453 Life Just Streams Along, February 2, 2013 

God said: 

You do know that you live life on Earth on many levels. Your thoughts visit many places, and you go through many things, and all on varying levels. There can be joy and sorrow at the same moment. You need not choose one or the other. And, all of it, the depth of sorrow and the heights of joy, they are all fleeting, and, when all is said and done, no matter how deep and important to you, they won’t always be.

It may be hard for you to acknowledge that you won’t always feel as you do, for you might feel that you are slighting major participants in your life. How can you, for instance, you might say to yourself, how can you give up caring about this one or that one? You may feel: “How can I give up my special memories?” You may feel that you are throwing out all the love the memories represent.

Whether in memory or not, what has been impressed upon you stays at the same time as it will no longer leave its mark on you.

There is nothing you have to keep. Written on your heart, that is enough. There is something more to your life and the people in it than what you accumulate. You can perhaps better understand that your value is not based on what occurs in life. In the sense that you understand that you can be fired from work and you are not less because of it, you do still hold to the people who were mainstays in your life. It is as if you were to let go of them, that you would feel you are less.

There is no more, and there is no less. You are not more nor less. That is only seen from one lens, beloveds, while your life itself comes from many directions.

You don’t need building. You don’t need to hold on to the past. You are far more than your past. You are far more than your future. You are far more than anything you do.

Once upon a time, you played hop-scotch. You let go of hop-scotch. It was lovely. It was not a deprivation to let go of hop-scotch. It is not a deprivation to let go of anything or of anyone. No one in your life is meant to stay in a holding cell.

A painting was painted, and in the sun of the day, the painting fades. Make new paintings, beloveds. As day becomes night, there is also always another dawn, and you rise with it.

There is no calamity. Despite what you make of life, there are no ups and downs. Ups and downs are only one way to look at life. On another level, life just streams along. There is nothing to trip you up or slow you down, nor is there anything to speed it up. Life is always just rising over the mountain top the way the sun comes up. It is a routine that does not seem routine, and, yet, life is always just going over the mountain.

It is like you turn a handle on life, the way you might have wound a victrola or a hand nut-grinder. Now you push a button. Now you may think a thought. Life just keeps moseying along. You are not disloyal to life to park the past where it lies. Nor are you loyal to keep going over the past as though the past were worry beads to count.

There is nothing you have to count ceremoniously, not from the past, not from now, and not later.

You run breathless through a children’s storybook, or you are the engine who could, or you are a translator of fiction into truth, and the same story is told and retold, and one day you let go of the stories the way a bird may flush out from the leaves of shrubs and goes farther than your eyes can follow.

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