FIRE THE GRID:
A Reiki Treatment for Gaia on July 17th!
By Lloyd Kremer:
For thousands of years, seers, prophets, and indigenous peoples throughout the world have foretold of a New Age: a time of planetary awakening and the raising of global consciousness. The hippies called it the Age of Aquarius. Edgar Cayce called it the Christ Consciousness. The Mayans called it the Age of the Sixth Sun. It has been called the Omega Point and Timewave Zero, and it's described in the Book of Daniel and the Gospel of Matthew. That time is now.
Shelley Yates was unaware of this cosmic plan until she and her young son Evan drowned in a flooded marsh in November of 2002. As this self-described angry atheist was trapped in a submerged car and inhaling frigid water, a voice spoke to her: "Relax. Stop fighting the water or we won't be able to get you back." As she gave herself over to the water and left her body, she found herself in a crystalline room high in the clouds. Three beings explained that they had arranged that both she and her four-year-old son could survive, but that she must follow their instructions exactly.
By a series of remarkable coincidences, she was retrieved from the car fifteen minutes later. After several minutes of resuscitation, she awakened fully alert and said, "Get my baby out of the lake!" By the time the child was recovered, he had been under water for almost thirty minutes. They were taken to separate hospitals. Remarkably, her vital signs stabilized within half an hour, at which point she stood up and declared, "I'm going to see my son now. You better find me some clothes or I'm going naked."
Upon arrival at Children's Hospital, she found her son on complete life support. The doctors advised her to say her goodbyes and let him pass, since he was brain dead and there was no hope of survival. At this darkest hour, as soon as she had a moment to herself, the voice from the lake spoke to her again. "Fill it up!". Fill what up?" she thought. She then had a clear vision of an old oaken bucket with a silvery blob of fluid in the bottom. As she looked around at other people, each was surrounded by a field of light. She thought, "Are those... auras?" She then heard the sound of a bell: "Ding ding ding!" She was communicating with the Beings of Light. It was Bob Barker style, but it was communication.
She understood that she was to arrange for hundreds of people to go through Evan's hospital room and lay their hands on his body to donate some of their life force, for exactly three days. But only twenty minutes each, or the donors would deplete themselves. Each person must then share a gift of their greatest joy: tell a story, sing a song, read a children's book, or whatever they chose. And there must be no negativity of any kind. She called everyone she knew. People came from hundreds of miles away. Shelley was told that music would facilitate this process. Although Evan was comatose, his time was divided into waking and sleeping. During his "awake" time, they played his favorite music, Aerosmith and Bon Jovi. During his "sleep" time, they played Mozart. There was a horrid stench in the room from the putrefying flesh, but not one person mentioned it.
Seventy-two hours later, Evan awoke and recognized his mother. Today he is an active, healthy, normal child, the biggest in his class.
But the Beings of Light were not through with Shelley. Several months later she heard the voice again: "What you did for a dying boy with a small group of people, you can do for a dying planet with a much larger group." The miracle had apparently been a demonstration.
Shelley understood that she was to recruit as many people as possible—millions, hopefully—to join in Love and Gratitude at a specific time, and channel the Life Force back into our planet. The Earth needs a gigantic Reiki treatment!
In this remarkable way was the Fire the Grid project born. Please join us on July 17, 2007 at 11:11 Greenwich Mean time document.write(localTime);— 04:11 (4:11 AM) in your time zone—On that day, the Earth will pass through an energetic burst from the Galactic Center. The numerology of that date is certainly powerful: 11:11 07/17/07. In choosing to participate you will be defining your intentions to the universe and you will also be defined as a human who desires positive change for this planet.
There are several ways to participate on that date.
One is prayer and meditation. But if traditional prayers are not your thing, use what brings you your highest joy and deepest gratitude. If a full moon rising over a lake evokes those feelings, then imagine such a scene. If a tiny kitten asleep on a pillow does it, then use that. The key is to elicit your purest joy, and then to have gratitude for being alive in the Earth at this time. Finally, if your schedule or your time zone won't permit you to participate at 11:11 Greenwich Time, you can write a letter to yourself beforehand, giving your soul permission to connect at that time. And be sure to sign it and place it by your bed; your intention will go into the paper.
Participants will get a permanent energy boost equivalent to ten years of meditation. The body's vibration will be raised in accordance with the intention of the participant, and it will be tied off at that point.
The website for the project is www.firethegrid.org. The symbol for the project is three vertical stones with a horizontal capstone. This carries an encoded message for the soul. Those of us who feel guided to participate in the project made that decision before entering this incarnation. The symbol is a programmed wake‑up call for our soul: "The time is now."
As millions of people around the globe participate simultaneously, the grid will fire up in sections. First it will fire at one location, then another, and another, until all the independent firing points connect, and the grid reactivates planet-wide.
Lloyd Kremer is a Reiki Master/Teacher, a metaphysical lecturer and writer, and an Ambassador for the Fire the Grid project. He lives in Virginia Beach.
Go to http://www.firethegrid.com/ to discover more information
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