08.18.21 REFLECTIONS ON SERVICE AND HELPING EARTHBOUND SOULS. Hello, beautiful beacons of the Light. I am writing to you today as I enjoy a rare (in the desert) and beautiful torrential rainfall. This planet is beautiful, and I will miss it when we finish up here.
I told you I would tell you about my experience in attending the services held to honor and love a number of souls who had no family or loved ones to claim their cremains following their transition out of this life.
I am so glad someone posted about this event on Facebook so that I was able to go. It turned out to be one of the most touching gatherings I've ever attended in this lifetime. It reminded me again that so many of the brightest souls of Light are found here, on this planet.
When I told you about it before, I misunderstood some of the details. I thought the abandoned urns, holding the cremains of forgotten people, were found in a church. They were actually found in the oldest mortuary in the state, after it was sold. A chaplain found the stored urns.
When the chaplain found the urns, she realized they represented lives of those who were likely homeless, or old, and all forgotten. She realized they deserved to be claimed and matter to someone, so she took it upon herself to provide them with that experience.
The funeral home hosted a lovely event of inspiring talks and music, attended by probably 100 people. In driving there, I could see about 8 souls who looked like they were homeless people, and one other frail, gaunt, very old man, nude--extending his arm, trying to get help.
When I actually arrived at the funeral home, there were probably 300 earthbound souls crammed into the chapel of the funeral home, waiting for me, or someone else, to come and help them. I find this happens often. When an earthbound soul knows someone is coming to help...
...they will very often go out and find other earthbound souls they know and bring them back to the location where they expect help to come. The soul part of me that my human body encases stood before them, and I told them I was there to help them get back to those they love.
One of the sad results of patriarchy on this planet is that women were prevented from taking meaningful roles in religion and spirituality until very recently. As I stood before this crowd of earthbound souls, many of them dating back to pioneer times,...
...many of them were incredulous. I heard some of them say, "You're just a woman. What can you do for us? You don't hold the priesthood." At that point, I had to go into the mode I call, "Full Angel," converting my image into one of a huge angel, with huge white wings.
As we've discussed before, angels don't actually have wings. In times of old, people who were served by angels and they could not figure out how the angel got to them if not by flying to them with wings. Wings became an artifact of works of art purporting to show angels.
When serving souls throughout Creation, we make it a practice to send into their energy an image that complies with what comforts them. Here on this planet, that very frequently involves wings, and I got out the wings for the full show.
As soon as they saw me as a giant angel, they were glad to do whatever I told them they needed to do. I created a huge, swirling ball of light, and invited them to walk into it. Within a minute or two, they were all safely moved, met in the Third Astral plane by healers.
After the services at the mortuary, we, as a group, then walked for about a block behind a bagpipe band playing sacred hymns. We each carried a feather and a small battery-powered candle, complete with two names of the forgotten souls written on paper.
Our destination was a beautiful cathedral, the Cathedral of the Madeline, which is a Catholic cathedral built in the old European tradition of cathedrals. There, the presiding Father conducted a short service, and we each got up in front and read the names we carried.
I've noticed that old cathedrals store a lot of energy from the souls who have worshipped there, pouring out their hearts to their God. I was so touched to feel all of that energy, as I pondered the names of the people I carried with me.
I took video of this that I wanted to share with you, but I can't get it to load. Hopefully I can get it to load later. This was an amazing spiritual experience for everyone who was there. By then I could see the souls I had moved on, looking back down, many in tears, very happy.
Then, the cathedral rang out its huge bells fifty times in their tower above the city street. It was a beautiful end to a very sacred experience I am sure I will never forget.
One thing that really interested me about this beautiful cathedral was its depiction of Jesus, surrounded by angels in every painting. I found out last week, after forgetting during my time here, that each of Jesus's 12 disciples were from a different angelic gestalt.
I thought it was remarkable that these paintings actually displayed the angels who supported Jesus in his mission to try to teach the Jews the Law of One. We wanted to try to offer him support as a soul who came from the Pleiades to take on a difficult mission on this planet.
There was one profound lesson, other than just seeing the beauty of serving others, that I was taught while this was happening that I want to share with you.
I have been moving souls on longer than I've known who I actually was. Like you, I've had to rediscover my own identity and reclaim my gifts and abilities in the speed I was able to handle the information and learn to work with the energy.
Last night, when I sort of stepped out of my body energetically to work with the earthbound souls, I did it the same way I did it before I found out who I was--assuming I was only human and only had human strength with which to do the job.
I did this purely out of habit. I found myself feeling like my muscles were straining to hold up these giant wings--they were heavy. I felt like could not hold them up much longer because I was just not strong enough. I moved out of that mode as soon as all the souls were moved.
It was what I was told after that which is the lesson I want to share: In our human form, we are not strong enough to do the work we need to do without relying on our individual Higher Self. My habit led me to do as a human what I could have done as my Higher Self.
This is true for me, as it is for you. In order to work on a Third Density planet, we had to agree to function as a human with human limitations. Now, during this Ascension Transition, due to changes made to the energetic veils that keep this planet in Third Density status...
...each of us is able to more fully access the energy of our giant light Higher Self, and pull that energy in to accomplish the tasks before us that we agreed to for Humanity.
Everyone here in service to Humanity has skills and abilities and strength far beyond anything our human brains can even imagine. We have access to those abilities and strengths now to a much greater degree than ever before, in any prior incarnation here on this planet.
I know many of you are really frustrated in trying to remember how to work with the part of your soul--your Higher Self-- that is not encased by your human body. The power of intention is real, and believing in yourself will make all the difference.
Thank you for letting me share this amazing experience I had with you. Since part of the job of the AA Michael gestalt is to work with the dark manifestations of civilizations, the experience I had last night reminded me of how bright the Light is here as well.
Much love and many thanks to all of you for being part of our community of those who serve the Light.
Here are some photos and videos of the cathedral paintings and the bagpipe group for those who may be interested. 
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