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2008-05-12T01:12:09Z

Updated 1 hour 14 minutes ago

Burma cyclone: 10,000 killed in one town. (AFP: Khin Maung Win)

Video: Burma 'failed to issue cyclone warning' (ABC News) Video: Aust offers aid to Burma (ABC News) Audio: Tim Costello talks about Burmese cyclone (The World Today) Audio: Burmese junta calls for foreign aid (The World Today) Audio: Witness talks about Burmese cyclone (ABC News) Audio: US offers Burma aid, chastises leaders (ABC News) Related Story: Aust gets green light to help cyclone-ravaged Burma Related Story: Burma cyclone kills 10,000 in one town Related Link: Cyclone Nargis gallery At least 15,000 people were killed in the Burmese cyclone and the toll was likely to rise as officials made contact with the worst-hit areas, the military government's foreign minister said.

Foreign Minister Nyan Win said on state television that 10,000 people had died in just one town, Bogalay, as he gave the first detailed account of what is emerging as the worst cyclone to hit Asia since 1991, when 143,000 people were killed in Bangladesh.

"In Irrawaddy Division the death toll amounts to more than 10,000," he said in a state television broadcast, in which he also said the military government welcomed outside assistance, an unprecedented green light to governments and aid agencies who want to help with the recovery.

"The missing is about 3,000. In Bogalay, the death toll is about 10,000," the minister said in the broadcast monitored outside of the Southeast Asian country.

Australian consular officials in Burma are still trying to track down dozens of Australians in the cyclone-ravaged country.

There are 157 Australians registered with the embassy in Burma, but it has only been able to confirm the safety of about half of those.

At this stage, the Foreign Affairs Department says there are no reports of Australian causalities

The United Nations and Burma's neighbours are scrambling to deliver food, clean water and shelter to survivors after the junta gave them permission.

The total left homeless by the 190 kilometre-per-hour winds and 3.5-metre storm surge is in the several hundred thousands, United Nations aid officials say, and could run into the millions.

In Rangoon, a city of 5 million, people were queueing up for bottled water and there was still no electricity four days after the vicious Cyclone Nargis struck the delta, rice bowl of the country of 53 million people.

Very few soldiers were seen clearing debris and trees, except at major intersections, residents in the former capital said. Monks and residents, using what tools they had, cut trees.

pass this on to other tribes, thank you

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Your Energy...

2008-04-19T21:10:37Z

For a sister who is trying to change, heal and grow...

I got a call this morning from one sister in spirit about another who is surrounded by teachers, teachers of addiction and other self-abuses.

So I ask that each who feels called to...please light a tea light candle, so that each time you glance at it it reminds you yet again to send that particular sister, "E", love. No other attachments please to what the energy or love should do for her...just that she receive it when she needs it most of all.

Thank you and blessings to you all.

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What is your vision for the New year

2008-02-29T22:42:01Z

hello friends,
Wendy's post inspired me to post this little poem by J. Howard that I have on my altar, and that led me to ask this question - what is your vision?

please let's all post our visions for the New Year here if you are willing to share and then we can hold them in our hearts( I promise to spend time in prayer and meditation for any you send here) until they grow into the Heaven we are wishing to create on this beautiful earth, We are being given a most magical opportunity on 1:1: 1 to begin life anew. Let's strengthen our truest hearts desires with the power of this One Heart Tribe. Happy New Year!
Peace, Love, Joy
Maryanna heartssinger

I have a little vision of the world
it isn't much,
but in it, beauty shines,
whenever earth and people touch.
There's laughter and there's music,
and the trees are standing tall,
and the creatures whisper stories
of the One who made us all
And no one's lost or hungry,
every life's of equal worth ,
and the angels
scatter snowflakes
like a dream of
Peace on Earth

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Message from Shekinah-Dove of Peace

2007-12-17T23:21:23Z

Since the beginning of December I have felt Shekinah very close and present- the Dove of Peace has descended and here is a message for all :

Soft and gentle I come.Peace comes, peace comes.Feel my wings brush gently across your hearts. Beloved ones, in your Divine essence you are all that is gentle, all that is soft, all that is grace, and purity. Feel into the depth of this softness that dwells in you, and know deep,deep peace. All the natural world carries this deep centered place of peace. It emanates from the tall old grandfather trees, the river as it flows to the sea, and yes even the sea itself, for above the surface she is also calm.The birds carry it across the sky in their beating wings, the sky reflects it in the vivid winter sunset aflame with pinks and mauves and deep scarlet against the black silhouettes of the forest, and at midday in wispy clouds drifting across blue and golden tones of sunlight. The vast expanse of desert, where the only sound is the wind whistling through the sage and yes even in the jungles and forests teaming with life, peace is present . It is the center deep within, the well of stillness deep in the heart of the All. When you dwell here, you will know, for all is quiet and calm still and serene and yes crystal crystal clear.

Embody this Peace and you will flow with such beauty and grace that none could fail to recognize the Dove of Peace embodied in you. And with this Peace you very delicately and subtly bring serenity to all who cross your path. This is the gift that you can share at any moment with all the world, and in this time of gift giving, it is the one gift that all the World cannot live without.

How very precious this jewel you are, each and every one of you that carries me forth into the world from the depth of your heart, anchoring it everywhere you walk, everywhere you show compassion, everywhere you demonstrate Love. And as you go forth Dear Ones, before you a song softer than a breeze, but more powerful than the rushing wind carries the melody to all of Life, Peace comes, Peace comes....

Blessed be-Peace cpmes
Shekinah
Through
maryanna (heartssinger)
maryanna (heartssinger)

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Anyone notice?

2007-12-04T02:42:40Z

It appears that globally people are saying, "Enough!"
There are all kinds of backlash from oppression occuring at this time.
Does anyone think that this is the 1st stage in the manifestation of the vibrational 'shift' of conciousness in the planet and it's life are about to undergo?
Please share your thoughts and insights.

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The Music of the Spheres

2007-11-27T05:51:14Z

After reading The Butterfly, it sinspired me to share this song I wrote before I became a part of this Tribe. I am hoping it will inspire all of you to see the vastness that we all are in the One Heart and the beauty of you as a unique cell in God/Goddess' Heart. I wish I could sing it for you, but perhaps if you listen from your heart you will hear the melody...

The Music of the Spheres

I am the Music of the Spheres,
The Bringer of Song
I am the Music of the Spheres
and my light is ever strong
I am the Music of the Spheres
Singing love into form
The starlight, and the Sunlight
And the Moon from me was born

I am the Music of the Spheres
A cell in God's heart
I am the Music of the Spheres
Through sacred sound I play my part
I am the Music of the Spheres
I bring miracles to earth
The children and the oceans
and the butterflies I birth

I am the Music of the Spheres
The Mighty Elohim
Iam the Music of the Spheres
The Creator of the Dream
I am the Music of the Spheres
I am Love and I am Light
I am Rainbows,
I am Lovers
Dancing in the candlelight

I am the Music of the Spheres
And all of you the Song
Your laughter and your giving
Your One Heart ever strong
You are the Music of the Spheres
In each prayer, each grace
You are reflections of the Love Light
In the beauty of your face
We are the Music of the Spheres
We are the Music of the Spheres
We are the Music of the Spheres
We are
The Music of the Spheres

Love and blessings,
maryanna (heartssinger)

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The Butterfly Awakens...

2007-11-24T08:52:49Z

Here's a story from the Storytellers of the Circles of Love - it touches on some of the themes that have been coming up recently... Hope you enjoy it!

The Butterfly Awakens

There was once a Rainbow Butterfly whose wings shimmered in every color that could be.

Though her wings were delicate, they were broad and open. When she opened her heart, her wings opened wide to the world, and her colors were displayed for all to see in their unique patterns. Those who saw her felt gladness in their hearts for she was beautiful and bright, and, in her wings, they saw colors they did not even know existed. People were fascinated by her, and enjoyed her miraculous display, as she flew by them in the fields or in the streets. For, when she opened her wings, she seemed to scatter color through all the world, and brighten everywhere she went. Even to the darkest, grayest places she brought her gift of colors.

In these places, her wings would shine out brighter, her colors would seem clearer and stronger, and the faces of those that saw her would brighten up with surprise and pleasure.
She loved, most of all, to fly into these gray places for she knew in her heart that she was showing the people a mirror; that her glittering wings were a mirror to the beauty that was hidden inside them. Each saw only their own beauty within her, and those that did not notice her could not see their own beauty. So she loved to fly far and wide, opening her heart and her wings to all, so that more would remember their beauty.

She would flutter and fly until her wings grew tired, and she would close them and rest for a while. Then she would enjoy the sights around her, the colors of the world, the shapes and textures of everything. She hungered for beauty, herself, at times. You see, she could not see her own wings, so she never saw the beauty that others could in her. There was no one to mirror her beauty back to her, and there were times when she forgot it herself. These were times when her heart seemed tired and heavy. She would go then to the high places and the open spaces, where she could look out at the flowers and the plants, at the blossoms and the trees, the glistening of the waxy grass. She would watch the creatures for a while and observe how the light played on everything and how everything played in the light. She would enjoy the beauty of all around her and soak it into her heart.

Soon she would feel herself revived, for she would be filled with love for the beauty of all that she was part of. Her energy would rise again, her heart and her wings would feel lighter, and she would set off into the air, once more, holding her mirror up to the world, to show its forgotten beauty. She would flutter around anyone who was heavy-laden or sad, whose face was downcast; anyone who had lost their color, who seemed dulled to the beauty around and within them. These, she would seek out, to brighten their eyes, if only they would look up.

Yet she knew well how they felt for, not long before, she had known a dark time, a gray phase without any color at all. Most of this time, she was held in a heavy slumber from which she could only awake with difficulty, and then only for brief moments. Her only relief was that sometimes in her sleep, a dream came, and she came to long for this dream. In her dream, her eyes were suddenly flooded with color, and she saw colors flooding out from her, pouring out of her, flowing out of her heart, which had been so heavy and dark. She would watch beautiful patterns appear, wonderfully lacy and delicate. Colors appeared one after the other, each more gorgeous and glowing than any she could have imagined. They flowed together into wonderful patterns of mirrors, shimmering like rainbow scales, and as they flowed out to each side of her, she saw that each side was mirroring the other exactly. So that she saw before her, two images in perfect symmetry, each mirroring the other, in their breathtaking patterns of color and light.

She would enjoy this image, drinking in the colors for as long as it lasted, because she knew, each time she had the dream, there would come the moment she dreaded. That moment when the mirror would shatter, the colors would crack, and both mirrors would fragment and fall, to disappear into the darkness. She would be left alone again and sad. Alone, but for the memory of this magical image, which had come to her in the dream. Again and again, she had this mysterious vision, and again and again, she was plunged back into darkness. Only the vivid memory of this vision of perfect symmetry sustained her; its beauty and color kept her hopes alive.

Until once, when she was there held in the shadows, the grayness itself suddenly seemed to shimmer and shift. She shook herself, to see if she was dreaming. For it seemed that there were subtle colors appearing in the dim, gray light. Then she saw a bright line begin to appear in front of her, like a single thread of light. She watched, entranced, as this thread of light grew thicker and thicker and brighter and brighter. It was dividing the grayness! And even the grayness was now filling with iridescent colors and marvelous patterns that shimmered and shone.

This ribbon of light grew still wider until it almost filled her whole field of vision. Slowly her eyes adjusted to the light so that she began to see colors and shapes emerging; wonderful patterns and forms began to appear. She felt light and air flood into her and surround her. She could feel her body moving, and it felt freer now. She began to wriggle and move, writhe and dance. She could feel that her little legs had become longer and more graceful, for now they stretched out in front of her. These long, long legs she had never seen before were reaching out into the light, as if to touch its source.

Then she remembered that she had woven this gray casing around herself. She had first slowly wriggled high up into a tree, while its leaves fell about her. She had climbed out onto a limb, and spun a thread to attach herself to the branch. The world was growing cold and its light seemed to be fading, and she had felt compelled to weave this gray chrysalis around herself. But had found herself then in darkness. After a time, she had even forgotten how she got there. She had spent her time in dreaming and forgetting, waking up always in the dark, wondering if this time would ever end. Now her cocoon had opened, she found she was free of the gray threads that she had wrapped around herself. The whole world had opened up, and she felt renewed, just as her body felt new to her.

She stepped out into this world with her new legs, and found herself walking along the branch, high up in the tree, which was now in full leaf. Bathed in golden green light, she gracefully made her way along a slender twig onto a wide green leaf. She walked along its body, testing out her new legs, for she was a little dizzy with joy and intoxicated with these new colors and experiences. At the edges of her vision, she kept seeing colors shimmering, but, though she looked around, she could not see where they came from. Yet this light shifted and shimmered in colors that glowed just like those she had seen in her dream, so clear and strong. The sunlight was holding her in its rays warm in the sun, which was strong and bright on her body. She drank in its light and she felt herself grow in love for all that she could see. After a time the colors around her grew stronger and brighter, so many colors she could see all around, but whose source she could not see. Suddenly she felt something stir in the back of her heart, and something opened. She felt a great rush of air and light into the back of her heart, and she felt it racing and pumping with joy, for something was stirring into life there.

She knew now that something was opening around her, and this something was the source of these wonderful colors; this rainbow of glowing tones that surrounded her. Although she could not see it, she could feel all the colors surrounding her. She felt within her a knowing begin to stir within her, something that seemed too wonderful to believe. For this knowing told her that she could leap now from this leaf and fly out into the world, just like the feathered ones she had often seen flying so freely. She doubted this for much more than a moment. How could she, who had once had such a stubby and heavy body, now fly into the air, like one of the feathered ones?

Yet something inside told her that she had changed so much in the time of darkness that now she, too, was ready to fly. Her transformation was complete. So she made her way to the edge of the leaf, her heart racing with excitement at all the possibilities that would open up to her, if this inner knowing were true. But when she looked over the jagged edge of the leaf, there seemed a very long way to fall. Still she knew she must test these wings of her heart.

So she took a great leap of faith and dived from the leaf. She found her heart opening to the light and the air…and, yes, she was flying! She could feel the great formations of color and pattern were fluttering around her, allowing her to fly, to be free. She could not see them, but she knew these were the shimmering visions of perfect symmetry and color from her dream. Now her dream had come true, her vision was made real, and she flew on and on, enjoying her freedom. She flew to greet every flower, tree and creature she could find and then she flew on over the changing landscape, until she found herself hovering over a busy city.

She fluttered down and began to fly through the canyons of brick and stone. So many of the people, she noticed, were worried and fearful, wrapped in thick, gray veils. Others walked with heavy clouds hanging over them. Yet some of them noticed the brilliant butterfly, flickering like a Rainbow Flame, and their faces lightened with delight. She realized that she brought them joy. She knew then this was to be her joy; to bring her light and color to those who had forgotten their own. She would find those who had forgotten their own true beauty, who were still in the shadows.

Like an Angel of love, she would share her beauty with the world, and shine her heart of love into the darkest places. In the flash of surprise of those who saw her, was a flicker of the memory of who they truly were, revealed in a flash of her wings. In the flicker of color and light from her mirrored wings, each saw their own light reflected. Her mirror showed a glimmer of the true faces that they had forgotten, and their joy was the joy of remembering themselves.

And it was one dull day in the city that she saw herself reflected for the first time. She had been flying through a shaded place, past high cliffs of brick, when she came to a wall made of many clouded mirrors. She hovered in front of one of the man-made mirrors, noticing a bright being dimly reflected there. When she realized the reflection was hers, the surprise set her heart fluttering! She could see the eyes of her own wings, with their rainbow colors, and their patterns that pulsated in lively rhythms though the air. And she could see beyond these…

Meanwhile, on the other side of the mirror, a down-turned face looked up. The one who raised his face saw a beautiful butterfly hovering before him, with the colors of a perfect dawn. He felt like he had awoken suddenly, and his heart fluttered a little. He felt like he had been half-asleep a moment before, and through the grayness of the window, he watched his awakener dance in the light breeze, as if she was celebrating something.
The happy butterfly then saw a smiling face in the mirror, with twinkling eyes that watched her every move. She understood this was no reflection, so she danced a special sign in the air, just for him, to show that she had noticed him. Then she fluttered on, along the row of mirrors, until a pair of eyes was raised up, and a face opened in surprise. This one also felt her heart lighten in a moment of joy.

The Sun had finally opened the heavy clouds, and the butterfly fluttered in front of his radiant face, so the woman felt like the Sun was winking at her. She relaxed back in her chair, and watched this winged one dance her patterns, so carefree. And she remembered this sensation from moments she had known. She saw her own smiling face reflected back in the mirror of the window, and she was reminded of her right to feel this happy every day. As the butterfly flew on, the feeling stayed with her. She looked around and saw her joy reflected in another smile nearby, on the face of one who knew what she was smiling at.

And, in that tower of clouded mirrors, two lights met, heart to heart.

The butterfly fluttered on, with her flickering wings. And on, through the world of shadow and light, she flies.

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Message from Green Goddess

2007-11-21T22:52:53Z

Stand upon the Earth Beloveds, feet bare so that you can feel My heart beating between your toes all the way through your souls/soles and then back up to your heart. Connected we are, always and forever, heart to precious heart. You are part of me dear ones, you are part of Nature, All, lift up your face to the sky and feel how the trees feel as the wind passes gently through their leaves and feel the warm strands of the sun as it loves even the tiniest flower to exhilarating bloom. Hear the sweet song of the brook and know that you are notes bouncing along joyfully in her melody, and as the soft mist swirls around you, enveloping you, understand that that same essence that is kissing your cheek in wet greeting is what fills your every cell. You ARE NATURE, remember, remember, remember.

You are Hawk the visionary, and Gentle, Peaceful Deer and Rabbit shy, playful Otter, protective mother Bear. You are Salmon leaping to bring new life. You are Caterpillar Butterfly- all that is unique, beautiful and in transformation. You are water lily opening petal by precious petal, lily pad lending support to the blossoming of Self, and Frog, singing creation into form. You are the rainbow and the rainbows reflected in iridescent wings of magical fairie beings, and flowers and leaves and beetles and waterfalls.

You are the great standing stones, strong, silent, listening, remembering. You are fire, sparking, igniting, bursting into brilliant flame and sending the light and the heat of passion out into the Universe. You are stars lending your light to the Night. You are moist soil, deep brown, rich, and ready for holding new seeds of creativity in your fertile womb, and you are wind blowing those seeds now planted and grown out out across valleys and plains and over mountains and continents to land again, somewhere new and again begin the seeding of wondrous things, magical things as yet unnamed.

YOU ARE NATURE DEAR ONES!!! Open open open to your Native Self. Thrust off armor mechanical which shuts you off from Love, from the Flow, from the Abundance that is your birthright, for Nature, by its very nature is ABUNDANT. The flow the flow the flow of all life, the flow of the breeze and the flow of the brook and the cycles that are flow circling round and round and round again. LIFE. LIFE. LIFE. That is what you are here for, that is what you were made for, that is WHO YOU ARE!!! It is time to live Naturally, live in Joy, live in beauty, live in Love, make Love, Love, Love. Live in tune, in harmony, in symphony, in rapture, enraptured with ALL who dwell upon this sweet EARTH. It is time to Open the Garden gate and step back inside where you belong. The key is not lost, it is in your Heart. It has always been there. Remember, remember, remember! We are waiting to welcome you back to your Native Self, to your True nature, to the Kingdom and the Realms of the Natural and the Divine, for we are the SAME. Open open open feel feel feel come in come in come in, we are waiting to hear the key turn in the garden gate and we will greet you with great love as we welcome you back into the Garden, back to your Native Self.

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The Full Moon Energies

2007-11-19T04:14:12Z

Marc asked about what we thought might be coming our way in the full moon energies, so I asked about this in my meditation last night and this is what came through...

We often speak of the shifts, but here we speak about the sifts-
There is a sifting going on at this time , much if you will, like when you sift a grain like flour through a sifter. It becomes softer, more powdery, more refined and lighter. These are the energies that we want to bring in at this time- so that we will move into the higher realms and Lighten.
With the Full Moon these vibrational frequencies ( that truly are the dancing electroms all around you and your planet)can come to a place of further refinement that will set the stage for Advent- the first part of December and into all the many holidays celebrated around the world during this time. The moon will affect a turn of the tides(shall we say) as of course you know the effect of the moon on the tides in the physical...but this will occur in the frequencies beyond the physical first. The wave that has been spoken of that entered full force during 11:11 shall pull back all things unlike Love into the Heart of God and we will begin the ascent towards more and more refinement, more and more lightness that will earmark the beginning of the Era forthcoming -That of Peace, Harmony, Love and Joy that is the true heritage and destiny of this planet and its inhabitants. The tide turning literally means that Light will have had its Victoryand has taken back the Earth and all her Creatures into the welcoming arms of Divine Feminine, and the holiday season will reflect this for those who are willing to SEE, all over this planet.

There will be a renewed spirit of natual generosity during this time and the Peace and Goodwill that was once a hallmark of this time of year. this is not based on the idea of commercialism or material goods, but Giving from the Heart, giving that come in a very precious, delicate, gentle, little, kind and innocent way. A gift that comes from purity, from someone wanting to give for the sheer joy of it and it will feel much like the gift when a child brings you a precious card or handprint that he has made himself. This is what is truly meant by gifts of the heart. Notice, be expectant, look above and beyond the consumerism and see the subltle difference in the people around you and as lightworkers, be ready and willing to reach out a hand, give a smile, feed the homeless, bake some cookies for a lonely neighbor, or extend yourself in the ways that only you can give. It will also be a time of both heavenly music and of raising your voices in harmony. Sing, play music, dance,"Rejoice, rejoice" and you will raise your energies and the energies of the planet toward a gentler, kinder day that is forthcoming!!!

On the full Moon, think of softness, gentleness, light of the moon as it reflects on snow, the cystal frost, fragile and sparking on the trees like magic, the pristine "smell" of the air on a winters eve, and the warm hearth where you cozy up with loved ones near and feel so safe and loved. This is the feeling of the days ahead beloved ones and as you feel into these energies you will blend and flow with them and become a softer, gentler, kinder version of your very special Self, that is more akin to your True Nature, your Native Self and reflects the Feminine once again claiming her rightful place here on Earth.

Open your hearts to giving and receiving at the time of the Full Moon. Full- means filling up, and when we fill up, then we let it pour out and flow out for everyone. Receiving this softer light and taking it in through your hear until it is so very full and then pouring it out from your heart to the hearts of all. Then Heart to precious Heart, we will bring a tenderness in December that the World has not known in a very very very long time. And all will be blessed by your blessing as you are blessed Beloved ones.
Love and blessings-
The company of Heaven
with gratitude from Maryanna

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Love Wave for the 11:11

2007-11-14T04:44:39Z

Hi Everyone - I got a message about a worldwide event on the 11th of this month at 11:11 AM (in your local timezone).
It's called the Love Wave and if you'd like to be part of it, I've pasted in some info below. There is lots about it on Myspace and other places or you can email the organizers at wave1111@gmail.com...

" For many years now~
Lightworkers all over the world
have been gathering and praying together
during this special time of the year~
Lightworkers and all who yearn for
peace, love & healing on our planet.
Your prayers are needed~ your energy is unique~
We can all make a difference to heal our beloved Mother Earth.
Alone the light we emit is a wonderful tool~
but there is strength in numbers and
when united within group activity
of conscious focus, intention and visualization ~
we will actively play a part in creating a new world of love and light

Please join us in unity of thoughts~ on this special day~ At this wonderful time on the planet we are given the opportunity for growth, expansion, freedom and transformation. Higher energies are being extended to us at an unprecedented pace. The higher energies are here to support our healing and ascension. This energy is supporting our liberation, transformation and freedom.
Although these energies may feel intense in our bodies and emotions, this energy is really here to support us. It is here to help us to accelerate our spiritual growth and to access and live in Truth.
Our resistance to Truth and the residue of false beliefs that we have within our minds makes harnessing this Higher loving energy more challenging.
The Higher energies are in the process of re-patterning the energetic and physical bodies of those who are open to shifting to the higher levels.
The Higher energies are restructuring our whole energy makeup so that we can harness the energy and live in these higher realms of love and wisdom in this lifetime.

Many people have inquired what they should do during that hour or whatever time you plan to devote to expressing love, peace & unity. Those who are musicians or love to sing, simply pick out songs that express joy, love, unity. Do a search on the internet for song lyrics and pick out songs that you love to sing. If you are someone who prays or meditates, search your heart and you will intuitively know the intentions in your role in healing the planet. We are Souls of Love.
Continue to spread Love everywhere and with everyone you meet. Constantly ask yourself -- Is your thinking from the heart source or from your ego intellect?"

Spread the word about Nov. 11 @ 11:11am. ...Thanks!

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November and the One Heart

2007-11-12T16:51:14Z

November is a very beautiful opening for all of us. This time, right now from November 3 to November 11- or 11:11 (the doorway ) is very significant. The energy is rising and building in the New Creation and many can feel that energy in their daily lives right now - some interpret it as anxiety or chaos, but that is the old patterns falling away. Actually this is a time of moving directly into this energy of the New Creation, but we must connect to it from our Heart.

Our Heart is the only way into the New Creation.

It is very important to keep your own counsel- so to speak in the next few days. Even if you are out in the world you do not have to be"of it". Turn off the TV and other distractions, do not pay attention to the media at this time and focus instead on the miracles that you want to create in your life. They are already here- energetically speaking but now we need them to land - here on the New Earth. You do this by going inward into your heart, into your physical body and finding all that is shadow and healing it through loving it free. Our emotional /astral body at this time is asking us to feel deeply so that whether we sense a place of us physically or mentally or emotionally that is at unrest, or in pain, or maybe just feels "out of sync" we pay attention and work to bring it all back to LOVE. We start with us, we start with SELF(as in our Higher/God SELF) and now is a critical but very beautiful and rich opportunity to do this. In addition we have to be rooted into the new so really focus on what is going on in your lower three chakras and ground deeply. And know that what you do inside, you do for OUR Mother Earth and for the good of the all. On 11:11 we have an unprecedented doorway into the New Creation. Please spend time joining people all over the world in prayer, ceremony, ritual, dancing, singing- what ever your Heart tells you to do. It is time to be ONE HEART. Here is an opportunity, a beginning of miracles that are beyond your imagining. Do this for your SELF, and it is a gift you give to the ALL.
Love and blessings, and may miracles and magic abound!!!
Maryanna (heartssinger)

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Becoming ONE

2007-11-12T16:37:06Z

We have been programmed since the beginning of time by an archaic Mind that is at this point old run down, expired and is now finally obsolete. At one time it was useful when the human race was in survival mode and was evolving from an apelike species. This ancient mind was based on fear, creating the ego to protect it.
Our heart is being healed and our wounded self that we came into this existence with is being transformed. We are remembering our true Self. We are of Divine Origins and have a loved based nature, but have been operating out of fear, pain and suffering since the beginning of time as it is recorded in human history. This has been this way for many reasons of Evolution and Spiritual growth and self discovery but it is now time to remove the filters to the New Self….the True Soul Self.

To unlock the Key to this new Heart based system we will need some information to allow ourselves to absorb and transform through the programmed understanding that begins to happen we see certain symbols that we read these and other words telling of it, then the DNA morphing is sparked off even more. This is truly happening within us all. We cannot stop it or change the fact that it is going to morph, is evolving etc. But we can resist it. When we resist what we will experience is more pain. That pain or dis-ease will be either mental, emotional or physical…..because as human egos we resist what we do not know or understand. This information is about assisting us all to let go to the process as that is what is going to happen whether you resist or surrender. When we surrender and tune into it things will transform so much easier, smoother for us and synchronistic to the Whole that is the Critical Mass that is getting it and understanding the Shift.

This is about total recall, about the Source of all Being…In the Vision I am having We are all becoming the Ultimate True Self, We are realizing that We are that Being, an Aspect of that Divine MotherShip…Then we realize that we are The Whole Divine, Male/Female Father Mother, God Goddess all there is Birthing Herself into Being. We become filled with Divine Light as if coming down through a golden tube or Ray vertically through the forehead, third eye and Crown chakra down through the organs into the womb or power center and through the feet into the Earth. I feel as if I am grounding this Being into human consciousness or form. It radiates throughout my being and I feel I am expanding to encompass the entire planet and beyond. I feel that certain parts of my body are becoming hooked up or plugged into this divine energy. Sometimes I feel the veil is still pretty dense and then other times in seems very frail and that I will break through and awaken fully re-membered at any Moment…In the vast reality of Now-ness……We are becoming Shiva/Shakti, Source, or Mother GODDESS/GOD I feel we are moving up or outward, expanding many Levels to the Highest realms and seeing a whole different reality and way of being in the World……all combined all Souls as one being birthed into Two Beings of the same whole a male and female aspect of GOD/GODDESS…Sometimes I just feel so grateful, prayerful and in Tears to even be part of this final realization..just to be just a Speck or a cell in the body of the Divine Goddess I am so Grateful and surrendered to service. Total Bhakti Tantric Reunion , Sacred Marriage, Divine Union with the Male and Female. Complete and fulfilled in some other dimension and now into this reality. With complete INTENTION and ATTENTION we can co-create this Being, and bring in the NEW EARTH for all humanity to witness.....
Blessings Be the Process...thru gentle guided Love and Light..Let the unfoldment Commense as the Birth is taking place NOW....
With Divine Healing to all....
Jewel

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A Sacred Wave Is Coming

2007-11-07T05:00:45Z

From the Circles of Love in the One Heart....

There is a Wave coming, a Sacred Wave heading towards you, towards all humanity. A rolling Wave of Love, a cleansing flow of liquid compassion, a Rainbow Wave of iridescent Light.

When you face the Wave, simply remember that you are deeply loved by the Earth, and you will not feel frightened by this Wave of Love, of Living Light. Remember that you are of the Earth, part of her body, and this is your living space, then relax and stand your ground. Ground yourself, and feel those roots growing from your toes, from the soles of your feet into the Earth. Know your heart is always connected to her heart. This will be a Heart Wave rising from her core, so you can safely open your heart to it. All in the way of the Wave will be safe. In the face of the Sacred Wave, hold out your arms as it nears you, so as to embrace it. You will feel the Wave hit you full in the chest, deep in the heart, then it will flow through you and flow on.

As this love flows through you, you will feel overwhelming joy, so you will only be drowning in bliss. You will find you are still connected to the Earth, still holding your ground, strong and unharmed. In fact, as this Wave flows through you, you will find something unexpected happening. You will not feel yourself disappear or dissolve into nothingness, or be swept off your feet, God knows where. You will find the Wave is rooting you even deeper and strengthening your connection to the Earth beneath your feet. And the Wave will be renewing you, every cell will be cleansed and detoxified, every cell given a burst of new life. You will feel every particle and wave of your body and being renewed and reborn.

You will feel your heart open wider than it ever has before and this liquid wave of energy will flow through you at an astonishing rate
You will feel, see and sense the Light flowing from you, as if you have been given a new Light Body. Your Light Body will have been renewed, and you will feel you have been clothed in a garment made of threads of love, to go with your glowing body. This new robe of compassion will stay with you and be part of you, just as your body will glow and continue to grow in its Light, day by day. Though the Wave will seem to have passed, its effects will stay with you. Your heart will be transformed forever, for it will have experienced a cleansing unlike any you have felt so far in your life. And you will not be the only one to experience this.

So we say to you to be aware of the Wave, for it may arrive at a moment you least expect it. But you will know of its coming when it comes. And, for those who like to surf waves, this is one time we advise you to leave your boards in the shade. Simply stand in its path and let the Wave surf over you. Face the Wave and embrace it from your heart.

We wish you good wave-watching. But there is no need to become obsessed with the coming of the Wave, for when it arrives, you will know, and you will rejoice at its arrival as a glorious dawn.

Quoted from "Earth Will Be Reborn - A Sacred Wave Is Coming", Channeled by Marc Maramay & Val Young

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Shine..Brightly!

2007-11-04T17:41:48Z

This ‘came through’ after a difficult week at work and it really cheered me up, so I’m passing it on to you…..

Shine .…brightly.

And how do I shine?..............brightly!
And how will I shine?.............brightly!

And what then must I do to shine brightly?

Just sit quietly, centre in your heart and expand out…..feel the filaments of light stretch out further and further….

Imagine your heart as a sun, sending rays out throughout the universe.
Loosen the webbing of your weaving…..
Untie the worry knots and the ‘should do’ beads….
Loosen the fibres of your being, of your structure….let it expand…
Your sun becoming bigger,
The light becoming brighter.

Sit in your heart centre and shine brightly….so that
You become a star on Earth, beaming light out to all around you,
Rippling through the universe…
Dancing a spiral dance with the galaxy,

This is you shining brightly.

In your centre now lies peace and peace too radiates out.
And within the peace, is love and love radiates out.
And this is you truly shining brightly.

And as you sit there with light and peace and love radiating out, feel the centre that is truly you……

You will find that in your very centre is a spark,
A diamond receiving and sending out all this light and peace and love.

Draw all this back into the diamond,
Feel it absorb all the light, peace and love
Back into itself.

Now it is tiny and intense.
It sits in your heart ready to glow again and again.
To grow and expand,
To hold the universe in it once again.

Practise expanding and contracting…..
See if you can do it quicker each time.
Now, can you expand while doing chores around the house….
Washing up, hovering or making the bed?

Can you expand while at work, doing the most mundane jobs?
Can you feel the ripple effect that this is having on the people around you?
Can you hold a conversation and be aware of expanding?
Can you stay in this place, in your heart….
Having this intense diamond beaming out
Love and peace and light?

Can you be aware of all that is going on around you,
And still hold the centre of you?

This is you burning brightly, shining brightly.
This is you being present and holding presence,
And all around you lightens.

In this ‘loose weave’ surprises occur, problems seem to solve themselves
And conflicts dissolve.

Now, your view of any situation is expanded,
The humour of a situation shines through.

Many unexpected things happens in this space
As life plays with itself.
There is an opening of your whole being to life
And to life beyond your common understanding of it.

In your heart is the Source and the Flow,
And if the weave is open around your heart,
It expands beyond
The mind’s comprehension.

And if you delight in the unexpected,
Then the universe can present you with many surprises.

For the Flow is always there and you are just opening
To receive it and embody it.

And once you truly embody it
You are a human that can truly dance
With life in all its forms…….
And your expansion becomes….
Exponential.

So Shine……Brightly!

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A Wave of Love From the Heart of the Earth

2007-07-21T22:31:54Z

The Circles of the One Heart Speak...

The Heart of Mother Earth will soon blaze forth brighter, and in this opening, a Great Wave of Love will roll across the face of the Earth, rolling from pole to pole. Every form of life and every being will feel it roll through them in an unstoppable, cleansing wave of rebirth, as the Earth is washed clean of those frequencies that are negative to her. These vibrations are shuddering through her very body, and must be cleansed for life to renew itself.

This Wave of Love will roll like a wave of fiery Light across the Earth, through the hearts of all. But some beings will seek to escape the Love which is coming, for they have rejected the Love within their own hearts and they have closed themselves to Love, so their hearts are cold now. We will need to be very gentle in helping them to unravel their knots of fear and of pain.

After the Wave passes, all will look and feel different, even what you eat will seem different - the taste will be clearer and more delicious. For every cell of the Earth will have received its share of Light, its little seed of Light within. So all will seem to glow from within, while from our own fingertips, we will feel the energy flow.

We will feel our bodies more alive than they have ever been before. For the Earth will be coming alive in a way she has not been for a long, long time….

Quoted from "Earth Will Be Reborn"

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Time Spent Dancing Is Never Wasted!

2007-07-21T22:24:42Z

The Light Weavers, the Star-Dancers speak...

Time spent dancing is never wasted!

"We dance and dance as one, spinning the spirals around us and through us. We carve the Light with our dancing limbs; with our dance we shine our thoughts out into the ends of darkness. We dance and our hearts soar high, we leap up and spin among the stars, setting them trembling!
Our skirts twirl, and scatter stardust into all the corners of all the worlds. We spin our dreams for all to share. We leap, we soar, we sing, we shimmer – we are the spinners of the living threads and we are the living threads too. We spin Light into rainbow threads and weave a rainbow fabric, then with the rainbow, we clothe ourselves and dance.

We take our time to dance and make our time a dance. Time spent dancing is never wasted!

Time given to dance is given to Creation, to renew itself and spread its Light and color through the worlds. From our fingertips, we spin our threads to the stars. We paint the heavens, we weave new patterns and swirl them with our fingertips, so that the stars dance with us, we through them and they through us. And all dance and the spiral becomes one as the dancers become one. Curving, arcing out into darkness, then back around, in towards the Light, spiraling, spinning in towards the center. Oh, how we dance!

We call all to join us, to take their place in the Spiral Dance and dance their special dance, unique to them. For no one can dance the dance of another, and yet all dances are one. And that’s where the fun begins… The big and the small, the tiny and the terrifying, the graceful and the grisly, the happy and the grumpy; all the creatures, great and small, in the one dance. Following the leader that they are, and each leading themselves back into the center, into the One Heart which dances within now and always, which is the Heart of the Dance of Creation, the heart of the Living Dance.

So why not dance with us, for when you dance with the stars, the Earth’s heart dances within!"

Quoted from "Earth Will Be Reborn", Channeled by Marc Maramay & Val Young

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Opening the Weave

2007-07-07T13:14:36Z

Hello! Here is part of the introduction to "Earth Will Be Reborn". This extract was included in Planetlightworker Magazine in the U.S. (A magazine you can find online and always worth a look!) I hope you enjoy it...

Opening The Weave

Welcome to the Circles of Love within the One Heart. In one of these, you have a place, one that has been kept open for you to enter. One that you may be aware of, or that you may even have been looking for, but it is your place. You enter your Circle, sit in your place and open your heart, so that all can flow through you. You sit as an equal, in peace, with an open heart. The journey you are about to start on is about taking your place in the Circle and remembering all that goes with re-entering that space. It is a record of a journey that Marc and I went on, but it was always meant to be shared with you.

We had no idea of the enormity of the journey, or the commitment that we had taken on. We simply opened a sacred space and Marc channeled all the beings that came through in the different circles. We did sense that there was an Overlighting Being or Circle, who would gather the beings that sat in the Circle each night, and who would carefully look after us as well. We always felt safe, well supported and deeply loved.

At the beginning of the journey, I felt as if I was an audience to the beings that were coming through, I would listen and respond silently, in my heart and mind. I would stoke our wood fire, which often became very lively, taking on quite a life of its own. The beings each spoke in their own way and it was the words and inflections that I listened and responded to. When we began, I only had an inkling of my star-connections. Then, one evening, Star-Beings energetically landed with a bump in our tiny front room, full of humor, and any unease that I had simply vanished. Later on, a circle of Star-Beings came through that I had a huge heart reconnection with. Tears of joy were streaming down my face when, at last, I remembered our connection, having forgotten for so long. Gradually, I became more energetically sensitive, as my whole system was opening up, and over a long period of time I started to gain confidence in myself. I realized that I was part of the Circles too, not just an audience, so I took my place in my Circle, which had been waiting for me all the time. And that is why I could greet you the way that I did!

Marc would always do the channeling, but as my system began to open up, I was involved energetically too. Sometimes beings would enter my system, sometimes so that they could feel what it was like to be in a human body, other times it was so that I could feel their energies. Although no names were ever used for any of the beings or Circles, we began to recognize certain energies of individuals and Circles, remembering these maybe months later when they returned. The Angelic Beings were an easy energy to recognize and so were the Tree Beings, as they each have a very special feel, but others were far more subtle, or so new to us that we only began recognizing them after meeting them a few times. People are very interested in the names of the beings and who they are, and at first so were we. But soon we realized that all the beings are coming from Oneness (sometimes in rapid succession!) and by listening with our hearts we could recognize them or know who they are.

Each channeling, which lasted about three hours, was recorded and then transcribed, so a chapter came through each night. Before the channeling, there would be a healing session and we slowly realized that during these times our “Higher Selves” were being introduced to that night’s circle. Yet when the session began we would have no conscious idea of who was going to come through. Our daily lives became so synchronistic with the channeling that at times we felt an amazing closeness with the circles and such a thinness of the veils. It was often these magical moments, or the silly or humorous ones, that either reinforced what had been said the night before or were preparing us for that evening’s meeting. Always, at the end of each session, there was the beautiful energy of a Storyteller, whose stories were always profound, archetypal and heart warming, pulling all the threads of that evening together. We could both really relax when the Storyteller held us in their loving spell.

Sometimes the Beings would come in easily and the rate of speech would be a steady pace, other Beings took longer to enter Marc’s system, either because they were so unused to human form or even so far from physical form themselves. Sometimes it was uncomfortable for us to have such Beings in our systems that were obviously so different energetically to us. During the sessions on the history of the Earth, we came to realize that our bodies’ cells and DNA still held memories of those times, which were being released as we remembered, and these were difficult nights.

The journey was full of the expansion and remembering, letting go of the debris that we had clung on to. It was painful and exhausting at times, but also full of joy, with many magical moments. Though we were going through this together, we each had to work on our own “stuff”, so we just held each other and were held by the Circle in a loving place, in the One Heart, so we could begin the process of awakening consciously.

So enjoy sitting in your circle again, greeting old friends and beginning to remember who you truly are. You will always be lovingly supported and, though it might not feel like it at times, you are never alone. May you have a magical journey to meet your magical self!

From "Earth Will Be Reborn", Marc Maramay and Val Young

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The 2012 Overture

2007-07-07T13:06:07Z

The 2012 Overture

The One Heart is the Universal Heart Space we all share, and we can enter it
through the doorway of our own heart. Within the One Heart, a vast spectrum
of Beings has come together from all realms, meeting as equals within
Circles-of-Circles.
When we were channeling, many of those we met are Elders-in-Spirit from the
Indigenous traditions of Earth, who share their experiences and wisdom,
telling stories to open and heal the heart. We had the very real experience of
being part of the Circle, like sitting at an ancient Council Fire or a Weaving
Circle, sharing their stories and insights.

One of the biggest surprises was how diverse the Circles were, ranging
from Shamans and Spiritual Elders of many spiritual traditions, to Devas,
Elementals and beings from many of Earth’s realms, to Star-Beings and others
who do not have physical forms. And when we heard the tones that signaled
the Circles were coming in, we never knew who was going to come to
the Circle round the fire that night.

Part of the journey of the new book, "Earth Will Be Reborn" involves tracing
the “Rainbow Threads” through human history.
These living threads carry the original Earth wisdoms
and have been held – often through very traumatic times – by women and
men who have largely been forgotten by history. In fact, history never knew
them at all. They are the ones who held this delicate and vital web of human
life together.
Their names are mostly unknown and their work went unrecorded,
so their achievement is seldom recognized. But without them, the connections
of the human community with the Earth and all her life-forms, and with
other realms would have snapped long ago. In return for holding this web
together, they have often been accused of being primitive, evil, ungodly or
uncivilized.

Over the centuries, for many reasons, it has mostly been women
who have held these sacred Rainbow Threads that hold the very Web of Life
together. These threads create a “Golden Rainbow Light,” the unified light of
the whole spectrum that flows from the Source through all realms.
One important aspect of human nature is that we can communicate with,
and travel to, these other realms. Shamans and Wise Ones of all cultures have
been doing this for countless centuries, and those in the Circles remind us we
all possess these abilities and we need only remember our true nature for the
Universe to open up to us. Science is now catching up with the “primitive”
Shamans and discovering that we are part of a multi-dimensional Universe.

So, by our very nature, we are multi-dimensional beings. We can touch these
other realities though the One Heart, and we can communicate through this
Heart Space in a safe and sacred exchange.

We began our own process of opening a space by making a large Crystal
Mandala of many dozens of crystals (which included two Archangel
Michael crystals). Then the Circles suggested transforming it into a
crystal mountain.(The significance if this only became clear later,
and you will see it as you go through the book)

So a crystal portal was created that soon became very busy…
Having a multi-dimensional portal in your parlor might not sound
ideal, but it soon became a major part of our life.
In the sessions that followed, each being had a very definite arrival and
departure, and usually each one would speak their piece and pass the thread
onto the next with a short pause in between. Sometimes the beings would
flow through in the Circle so fast, they would move on mid-sentence and the
next speaker would finish it.

Having a storyteller tell a story through you
“live” is quite an experience when you have no idea where the story is going,
but even more so when a circle of storytellers tell one story, with each taking
the thread of the story further along to god-knows-where.

After the first book came through, the waves went on, so 13 moons later,
we had three books. Then, over the next 13 months, two more came through,
which included well over a hundred stories from the storytellers of the One
Heart. We were also receiving hundreds of images running parallel to the
words, so it was a rather busy time! The divine order behind all of it goes way
beyond our comprehension, while the synchronicities, twists and surprises,
emotional ups and downs packed into such a small period would fill a book
in themselves.

In the midst of it, we got the surprising message that a wave of energy –
Earth’s inner creative essence – will emerge from her core to renew life here.
Out of the gray, manmade chrysalis that now surrounds the planet, Goddess
Earth will emerge like a butterfly, reborn. We were made aware early on that
the Earth is entering a new phase, one that is foretold in Indigenous traditions
around the world.

Many would agree that we are coming up to a major shift
or event around the year 2012. It seems we are experiencing the build-up to
this opening in the awakening and creative outpouring that is taking place
around the world, and strange phenomena on the Sun, the Moon and on Earth herself.
Maybe all of these are part of “The 2012 Overture.”

So we pass these visions and insights on to you, as we promised to do.
The book, "Earth Will Be Reborn" is a journey with 19 different Circles
through 19 Spheres of experience.
It is not really the words themselves that are important, but what is
flowing through them. As we were well advised by one in the Circles, “Let
yourselves sense the other languages that are flowing, the music behind the
words, and you will sharpen your senses.” These are the Languages of Light,
the Heart Languages, that we hope will flow through the weave of the words.

As with all channeled material, be aware that everything is colored by
flowing through a particular person, so use your discernment to sense what is
true for you, take it all lightly and, above all, enjoy the journey!

Marc Maramay

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The Call of the Wild is heard in the Heart

2007-07-07T12:58:27Z

The Call of the Wild has been heard in the hearts of the city-dwellers.

It is the Cry of the Forest, the Music of the Rivers. In the hearts of the house-dwellers, there are secret murmurings, ancient songs are faintly heard, and whispers of old stories, older than time.

The Tribe is remembering itself, the Elders are awakening. The leaders are being called forth to take their places which have been waiting for them a long time. They step forth from the shadows, they blink in the light. They see the faces watching them and, with a shock, realize that they are the focus of attention, that others are looking to them. Some of them feel they did not ask for this task, which seems such a heavy one. Others feel a lightness in their hearts or a fire, bursting again into life.

They seem to know things they should not know. They see images and wonder from where they came. They see the familiar in the strange and the strange in the familiar. They find the pieces of the puzzle in their daily lives and start to put them together; they see the greater picture. They hold a sense of unity somewhere within them, a unity they feel is forming and which they are part of. After a time, they find they have no sense of separation or isolation. They feel their hearts joining with the hearts of others in the great task. They feel their hearts starting to dance in the rhythm of the great dance of the circles, the circles which make one Circle, the great dance of One, the dance of Unity.

With the animals they dance, with the trees they dance, with the winds and the waters, with the fire and the light. They dance on the mountains, they dance in the valleys, they dance in the streets, they dance in the old places and the new, they dance in the dark places and they dance in the light. They will dance with strangers and make them friends. They will take the hands of strangers in peace and leave them as friends. They will hold no sorrow for what seems lost for they know that more will be gained and more beyond that. For the past was the Now as the now is the Now and the future will be the Now as All is Now. And nothing is truly lost. Even that which is no longer needed goes to a safe space and there resides in the Heart of the Creator.

And so we are lightened for the dance, our bodies are made light and fire, our minds are made clear air. Our heart beats with the Heart of the Earth and our hearts echo within her, as hers echoes within ours. We will then be One Heart, one love, one body, one spirit, one mind and one wisdom. The one of many, the many of one. We hold no hate in our hearts and we hold no sorrow there, the anger is washed away in the crystal waters of the Earth, and the crystal brightness of the Light.

The Old Ones will be young again and the Elders will be as babes, the children of Earth and Sky. These are the reapers of the new harvest, the harvest of spiritual fruits of every color and flavor. All will be good and all will be One. What is rotten will be renewed and made fresh again, as the One Spirit is made flesh and the flesh is made spirit. And all will dance within the One, will dance the Earth Dance, which is the Dance of the Universes, which is the dance of the shared future. All will Come Home and their homecoming has begun. All will Come Home to the Heart and the homecoming begins there.

From the Circles of Love in the One Heart, the Rainbow Circles
From "Earth Will Be Reborn", Marc Maramay and Val Young

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"We are all Winged Ones"

2007-07-07T12:53:49Z

The Weavers, The Mothers Speak....

We are all Winged Ones, though we take different forms, but behind the endless differences, we all share the one face and the one body and being, and we all share the One Heart. The space between us is an illusion, and the differences between us an illusion too. A necessary illusion for the purposes of the journey, but a temporary one, all the same.

Now we are all being called to remember our true face behind the illusion. We feel the call within and all of Creation is hearing this call. This is a moment of great importance for, although all will hear the call, not all will heed it and some will deafen themselves to its cry of love. But those who hear the call and answer it with a simple song of Love, with a simple Heart Song, those who open their hearts will know a great peace opening within them and bursting forth in liquid light.

And they will hear a song rise within them, a Heart Song that will be sung by an infinity of voices singing as One.

(From Earth Will Be Reborn)

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The Flame of Hope Will Rise

2007-07-07T12:50:16Z

The Flame of Hope will rise in the tired heart of humanity.
The promise of Rebirth will bring a hopeful flicker out of a darkened, weary heart, and its true flame will rise.

This world can seem heavy-burdened, a place of many cares and worries, where it is easier for bad things to happen than good, where disaster seems to lurk somewhere just out of sight. Our inner dreams, our secret hopes can seem too brittle and fragile to bring out into the light of day, for we are afraid they may dissolve before our eyes and be revealed as nothing but hollow dreams or vain hopes. But this view of the world is false, it has been fabricated through time, and kept in place over many centuries. It has been carefully woven in its way, created as a veil, which now hangs thinly over the Earth - and is thickly draped in places.

Some are wrapped in this veil so tightly they feel they will never escape, but they have played their own part in the creation of this veil. The weight of this veil is shared and spread across the world, yet each individual who has created it, who has woven their part of it, can also unweave their part of it. Or they can take a sharp Sword of Light and cut a hole in this veil and keep on cutting until every tattered strand of it is cut, and they can tear the shreds of this shroud away, cast the rags into the fire and watch them disappear. They will feel the light and warmth flood in. They can vow to themselves never to remake this veil, which had wrapped them so tightly. If they do this, they will breathe freer, for they will not feel the strangling of the veil around their throats, they will dream more easily, as their inner vision unveils. They will speak more freely, they will sing out more often, for their bodies, minds and spirits will feel lighter for having cast off this veil.

The more holes that are made in this net, the more it is weakened across the world. For the thread you have unraveled or cut is connected to all the other threads, as you are. So many others be helped to escape this veil of illusion, for thought it can seem thick and strong, it is in fact extremely flimsy. It is only held in place because people have been trained to live in fear and they have made fear a kind of cold friend since they feel they can never be rid of it. So they feel they must make it into their ally and at that point, it often becomes their master.

The fear of which we speak is not natural caution or instinct, it is fear that has been woven as part of this veil, woven like a gray mist across the face of the Earth and it can dim the hearts and the eyes of many. It even makes it difficult for people to see each other clearly, since their eyes are partially blinded by this veil of fear and illusion and their hearts are veiled from each other. This can happen in all kinds of relationships, from those of the social kind, to those of the family and relationships of two people. If they are each wrapped in a veil and between them hang other levels of the veil, they may be looking at each other through many screens of illusion and fear. When they face each other, they will see only a tiny glimmer of the real being behind the veil. Yet if each, with clear intent, were to start to unravel the veil around them or to cut through it, they would make greater and greater space for communication.

But they can reach out to each other through the veils and keep widening the opening. Between them, they would feel an open space, a clear Heart Space, for crystal-clear communication from heart to heart. If they are vigilant, if the veils did not reappear between them, they would find their lives and their relationships transformed. Now they would be revealing each other as the true beings they are; they would be seeing the true face –or faces - behind the false veils.
This of course can be a surprise, even a shock, but it is always to the good in the end, for to live behind the veils of illusion is truly not to live at all.

So if each one strives to remove the veils of fear and illusion from your lives, you are doing yourselves, the world and the Earth a great service. For each one who succeeds in this task, has made an opening in the vital energy of the Earth. Through this opening, can again flow love and clear sight; whoever opens this space will feel new energies flow through to them. They will find themselves making contact with all life more directly. They will witness and notice more and they will begin to sense the connections between all life. They will sense the weaving happening around them, through them. They will comprehend the connections between events and sense the synchronicities occurring and notice the patterns of them. They will then be able to sense events that may be about to occur more clearly, for they will feel what is passing along the threads of the Web and know the possibilities. They will become more sensitive to the vibrations of the Web and learn to recognize their nature, because their system will now be open to receive these sensations more directly, without them being muffled and distorted.

They will be able to sense themselves more clearly as a weaver of the Web, know that their actions and thoughts, their love and intentions send out messages, vibrations and energies through the Web every single moment. They will know that from their fingertips flows the future that they are creating, that they are weaving the future as they move through the now, that they are choosing which frequencies they wish to tune into. They can discover which ones give them pleasure and a sense of connectedness to all life. They will then be able to generate these energies for themselves and send them back out to the vital Web. They will be able to send their love to the Earth in every moment, drawing it in from the One Heart within them, and pulsing it out from their heart.

They will feel life flowing around them, people healing around them, relationships growing around them; other creatures will look different, and seem to act differently. They will attract those who they wish to attract to them and these that come to them will see them more clearly, for they will somehow notice that the veils have been torn. This is the beginning of true interaction, of true being on the Earth, without the encumbrance of these heavy veils that now mask the people and creatures of the Earth, and hinder their development. At the moment, many are like fish caught in a heavy net; they struggle and struggle within it, often entangling themselves more strongly. They do not realize that the power to create and un-create, to weave and to re-weave, to mend or cut this net is within their power.

So it is time to choose whether we wish to be one of the shoal of fish caught in this dense mesh, or whether we wish to free ourselves, to burst out of this dark net and swim freely again through the Ocean of Life. For the Ocean is wide and ever-growing, and freedom awaits.

(From The Circles of the One Heart in "Earth Will Be Reborn")

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New Story "The Golden Thread" on One Heart Tribe

2007-01-13T18:30:12Z

The Golden Thread

Once, a woman found a thread that led her to a new life.

When she looked out the window first thing that morning, the day had not looked promising. Gray clouds she did not like the look of hung low overhead, and a few drops of rain fell on the pane to confirm her suspicions. Since then, the sky had not brightened, and neither had her spirits. The old woman was looking out of the window, yet again, in the hope that the day might lighten up, when she noticed a loose thread at the edge of the carpet. It looked untidy, so she tucked it under the carpet and went to make coffee, as she was still trying to wake up.

A little later, her black cat tried to attract her attention, as she had just got a great idea for a game, but the woman turned on the morning news on the TV. She sat and, from then on, her eyes seemed stuck to the screen, to the gloomy news and the stream of fearful images. Meanwhile, her nervous fingers were busy knitting, making a dark scarf that was getting longer every day. She was drinking black coffee because the milk had run out again, but she still couldn¹t seem to wake up. Her eyes were becoming very heavy, when a high, curious sound from her cat jerked her fully awake.

She looked around, to find that the cat was playing with something. Her cat always seemed to find something to amuse herself, and she seemed to be having a fine time. The woman couldn¹t see what her plaything was and she suspected the worst, but her curiosity had been awakened, so she flicked off the TV and went to investigate. The cat had something wrapped around her paws, and when the woman bent down, she could see it was a dull and dusty thread. It had obviously been pulled out of the carpet and more was coming out as she watched. She quickly grabbed the thread and began to scold the cat, but stopped suddenly when she saw a glint of gold between her fingers.

Where she had touched the thread, the dust had rubbed off and she saw that the thread glinted gold. But she had never noticed any golden threads in the carpet before. Maybe they had been buried under layers of dust and dirt, she thought. It was true that the carpet had seen better days, and was worn and frayed in places, with a few patches and repairs. But its intricate design was still fascinating and it must have been quite spectacular in its heyday. Still, she couldn¹t remember there being any gold threads in it.

The cat happily went back to tugging the thread, which ran through the woman¹s fingers and seemed to glint a little brighter. It looked nice, the woman thought, but it was still an untidy, loose thread. It didn¹t seem to belong there, so she gave it a few tugs to try to pull it free. The thread just got longer, so she gave it a bigger tug, but it got longer still. She suddenly became worried that she was unraveling the carpet, that this thread had some important job to do, unknown to her. She unwound it from her cat¹s paws and dropped the thread, wondering if she could get it back into the carpet. She looked at the patterns of the carpet, then at the thread, but couldn¹t see how it fitted in at all. Lifting up the carpet a little, she examined the back of it but, no, there was not a sign of this perplexing thread. Yet there it was, just stretching out into nowhere, and it seemed to be coming from nowhere as well.

She wondered if it was possible to get the thread back into the carpet somehow, so she got down on all fours and looked closely at the weave of the carpet. Closer and closer she looked, examining the ways the threads fitted together, their intricacy, their complex beauty, the way the little patterns fitted within the greater pattern. She couldn¹t remember ever looking at it so closely and then she did. She suddenly remembered when she had last done this; as a child, playing on the carpet when it was fresh and new, its colors bright and vibrant. Wriggling and crawling across what seemed like a vast expanse, a whole world in itself.

Then, as she had grown up, she had played her games on its soft surface, and when her friends had come, they had played games together and scattered their toys across it. It had coped with their rough-and-tumble, with snags and spills, and the wear and tear from lively children and family life. And her own children had played on it in their turn. Oh, it had known plenty of dramas... What stories it could tell! All of its history was somewhere in its threads, and some of hers was, too. So many times, she had walked on or rested on it, sat down or lain on it. And she had dreamed here, she had imagined so much, yet had she ever seen such a golden thread? Perhaps, in the distant past, if only she could remember ...

The cat was watching the grandmother with renewed curiosity in her green eyes. How cat-like the old woman looked, all of a sudden. The cat went to her, purring, and looked up into her face. The woman had a distant look in her feline eyes as she smiled at her old, furry friend. She took up the golden thread again and began to wrap it around her fingers in a cat¹s cradle. As she did, more of it began to appear, so she began to wrap faster until she was making a figure-eight, which was growing thicker by the moment. The thread was still coming thick and fast, and seemed to be growing brighter, too. The woman¹s face was brightening as well, as she began forming a golden ball of thread between her fingers.

It really seemed like the more she wanted to get to the end of it, the more of it was appearing, as if by magic. It wasn¹t long before this glowing globe had grown as big as a football. It was certainly big, yet so light, and its glow lit up the whole room. As she wound the thread onto the ball, she considered what she might do with it. She couldn¹t exactly roll it under the carpet now, and it was too large to fit on the mantelpiece. Perhaps she could give it to someone who could make something from it. They could weave a golden fabric, maybe make a golden veil ... though, at this rate, there would soon be enough to make a full-length robe. Well, she still had a figure in there, somewhere, but she wasn¹t sure if she¹d ever dare to wear it and, anyway, she hadn¹t been to a party in a very long time.

She was reeling it in as fast as she could, but this thread seemed to have no end to it, and she wondered how long she could go on. Could she keep drawing it out forever? Should she just cut it and that would be the end of it? She decided to stop for a while and have a well-deserved drink. Then she could have a think and try to decide what was best. She laid the shining sphere on the carpet and went to the kitchen. Meanwhile, her cat started to play with it, rolling it this way and that, leaping on top of the orb and balancing herself, then making it travel across the carpet¹s complex design, lighting up the patterns on the way.

Then the woman heard her cat make a very strange sound, and she hurried back to the room. But the golden ball was gone! She felt disappointed and checked if the globe had rolled away into a corner, but, no, there was not a sign of it. And the window was closed, so there seemed to be nowhere for it to go. The cat was looking about her with very wide eyes, and the woman noticed that the room was filling with a soft glow. Yes, the room had this definite glow to it and, when she looked out of the window, everything outside seemed more golden too. As if, all of a sudden, the Sun had appeared, yet there was no sign of it, either. She told herself this must be a trick of the eyes. She had felt a little dizzy earlier and maybe this was one of the side effects, a kind of afterglow.

But the whole room seemed to have lightened up and, when the woman looked down, the carpet looked different too. Its colors looked livelier and the patterns had a new life to them. Both were beginning to flow, as if something new was moving through them. This old carpet had a definite glow to it now; it seemed to be coming to life. And then she suddenly glimpsed the golden thread in the weave of the carpet, glinting subtly in the midst of it all. Not only that, she noticed it shimmering in the air in the room, moving through the walls, stretching up through the ceiling ... and moving through her, too! The eyes of her cat had a golden glint in them and so did her glistening fur. When the woman looked into the mirror, there were golden threads glinting between the silver threads of her hair and shimmering between the lines of her face and the fabric of her skin. How had she not noticed them before? They seemed so obvious now.

Then her attention was drawn to a particular thread that led out of the little room. She followed it, and her cat followed her, down the corridor to the front door. And when she opened it, what a sight she saw! There were shining threads everywhere, connecting everything that she could see, and every person in the street had threads of gold reaching out of them and stretching back to them, connecting them to all. She felt almost overcome by the wonder of it, and sat on the threshold with her cat beside her, looking at the play of the subtle light that shone through everything.

What a web it was, shining through the trees and the people, moving through the world before her, from the tumbling clouds, down into the ground beneath her. It wasn¹t just the clouds that had a golden lining, everything else had, too; this golden web didn¹t seem to have any end to it. And it had all kinds of colors shimmering within it, more than she had ever seen before. She wouldn¹t have believed it, if she hadn¹t seen it with her own eyes. And when she looked down, there were golden threads pouring out of her own heart, spiraling out in all directions. No wonder her eyes had brightened up!

In the distance, she saw a bright ball rise up in the sunshine and wondered ... but then it passed through a hoop and an echoing cheer went up. She remembered the playground in the park was only a block away and it sounded lively right now. She hadn¹t even stopped to look into it for so long. She grabbed her coat and went back to the little room for her bag of wools and needles. The scarf she had been working on looked so dull to her now that she left it behind and decided to start a new one. She walked to the park on this day that seemed so dull to most everybody else, but so golden to her. In the middle of the park was an old oak tree with benches all around it that gave a perfect view of everything. She sat on one and began to knit a new pattern, and it wasn¹t long before the Sun just had to come out and join in.

The children were surprised to see her there. Some of them had been a little afraid of her, this strange one wrapped in dark colors, who always kept herself to herself, who didn¹t seem to smile or speak to anyone much. She certainly looked happy about something today, but none of them could tell what it was. Maybe it was her birthday, suggested one girl, who was smart about these kinds of things. When a balloon-seller passed by, the grandmother couldn¹t help buying one of every color, and when she tied them to the bench, the bright spheres floated in the breeze amongst the branches. The girl was sure then she¹d guessed right. Though it looked like nobody else was coming to her party, the old woman looked as happy as can be.

Her hands were whirring away and something colorful was appearing between them. Before she left that day, the woman let one of the balloons go and it floated up through the branches of the tree, surprising more than a few birds on its ascent. She gave the other balloons away, one by one, and when the girl walked past, she got one, too.

Every day after that, the grandmother came to the park. The young girl became intrigued by this woman and her ways, sometimes watching all the activity of the playground, sometimes feeding the birds or watching them do their hopping games. The girl would watch the woman¹s fingers as they whirred, surprised by their speed and dexterity. The old woman didn¹t talk to herself or anything weird like that, but she did sing to herself sometimes, though no tunes that the girl knew. They must be from some other time, she realized. Most of the time she knitted and, every day, the pattern of the scarf she was creating became wilder and the colors more vibrant. It would be curled up beside her on the bench under the tree, like a sleeping snake.

Every day, the old woman and the girl said hello, but neither could think of much to say after that. But, one day, the woman¹s black cat came to check on her, and the girl couldn¹t resist coming over. As the girl played with the cat and chatted, the woman cast off the last stitches of the scarf, which had grown longer every day. Then she had an idea had an idea. The rainbow scarf was complete, and the old woman asked the girl if she would like to have a scarf made especially for her. Of course, she said yes, and then, after a moment, the child asked what it might be like.

The grandmother looked into the child¹s smiling face and into her clear, crystal eyes. The woman wondered what colors would suit her unique beauty, what patterns would reflect her perfection, what possible creation would be beautiful enough for her? She looked into the worn and battered bag she had by her side. One glance at the wools there, and she realized that her present selection wouldn¹t do at all, even though it had seemed quite colorful a moment before.

So, that very day, she went off to the wool shop, and found all kinds of colors she had never noticed before. Iridescent fibers, pearly and opalescent onesŠ oh, the options seemed endless. How could she resist? From then on, when passers-by glanced into her bag, they saw these shimmering away and a whole rainbow of different colored wools: azure blue and kingfisher, fawn and foxy red, ice white and raven black, deep indigo and bullfrog green, sunny gold and quicksilver. Now that she had expanded her palette, the seams of her bag were stretched to their limit by the colors bursting to get out!

The girl watched her scarf taking shape and coming more to life each day, until the morning came when she came to the tree and the old woman sat on the bench with a finely wrapped parcel on her lap. When the girl opened it, it was as if she had never laid eyes on the scarf before. It had transformed now, and taken on a life of its own. Interwoven in its graceful flow of colors, there were exquisite crystal patterns, and bright diamond designs that somehow seemed to mirror her. There was fine sewing too, with beads and sequins that glinted and hinted. The grandmother had revealed a whole hidden rainbow of potentials, mapped out in patterns that seemed to speak her name.

She wrapped the scarf around herself and then wrapped her arms around the woman and thanked her from her heart. She did not know what to say after "Thank You." But, at that moment, the girl heard tinkling music by the park gate and ran off, soon returning with the biggest ice cream she could buy. They sat in the sunshine, side by side, while the girl sweltered happily in her scarf and they shared ice cream and the wisdom of the day. It was not long before the girl asked the grandmother if she could try her hands at the craft. So the old woman guided the girl¹s fingers through their faltering phase, until they began to move smoothly and they found a rhythm of their own. The old woman could see the girl¹s face brightening as she watched the patterns appear between her fingers. Soon, the stitches seemed to fall into place all by themselves. She had a gift, that was plain to see.

One day, when it was raining everywhere but under the tree, the girl¹s friends found shelter there. They watched her and the old woman knitting away, while they swapped stories, and it wasn¹t long before curiosity got the better of them and they tried a stitch or two. They put their phones and games away, gave their sore thumbs a rest and began to use their other digits in new ways. Soon, the old woman had quite a few youngsters in her close-knit circle under the tree and, between guiding their fingers and guiding their lives a little, they were busy times beneath the tree.

Her stories kept them entertained, and the tales of her wild youth, even suitably edited, held them spellbound. She would hum to herself in the music of her heart and this went into the patterns as well. She sang strands of old songs and some shiny, new ones she had learned from her young friends. They didn¹t notice the other ball of wool that she was knitting with, the one that was spooling out of her loving heart. It was a vibrant, singing gold, a color that you can't buy in any shop, but one that is always available and never runs out. So, in between the fibers, was a lot of love.

By the time the acorns started falling, the little circle had quite a few creations to display. When the autumn winds blew in, the grandmother had already finished scarves for them all. Now that she had got to know them, she was able to make a scarf for each that reflected their true colors, the ones that she could see, sometimes better than they could, and expressed the bright potentials she saw in them. So the children could be surprised by the colors of their scarves, but they were always delighted by them and how they somehow seemed to fit them perfectly.

When winter came, each child wore their scarf with a kind of pride that warmed her heart. With her new friends, she knew winter would not be as long this year. One winter day, she was sitting by the pond in the park, feeding the swans and ducks, when a bright ball of wool rolled from her lap and bounced down the path. It rolled up to a pair of feet, and the old man, whose feet they were, picked up it up and knew exactly whose it was. When he came up to her bench, she murmured her thanks, then looked up from his shoes to find his bright eyes and warm smile, with kindness in the lines of his face. She had noticed him before, from a distance, and he had noticed her over the months.

Soon they were sitting by the pond, watching the birds floating on its surface or diving below it, taking flight or landing with a splash. And in the chill winter air, she noticed that he had no scarf ...

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Marc Maramay - Channeled from the One Heart

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Two Stories from the One Heart on Crystalinks.com

2007-01-06T23:01:51Z

Two stories from the One Heart have been featured this week on the popular Crystalinks website, run by Ellie Crystal. (The stories were channeled by Marc Maramay) Her site gets an average of around a million hits per day and is full of fascinating information and insights on all sorts of topics. Check it out:
http://www.crystalinks.com/elliesworld.html

In the One Heart, Marc

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