Scribbles 194 from Lytske.

[Sandy]

Scribbles 194 from Lytske.
A series of messages from mostly unknown Teachers – February 29, 2000.

Prayer: Dear Michael, how your message impressed me today: ‘That few humans understand the needs of Christ,’ and that you feel a need for our unconditional love, trust and faith, without us coming to you with a string of needs and wants of our own -- just pure meaningful togetherness, with an inner joyful knowing that we are companions and lovers, sitting quietly together without the need to speak. This is an awesomely deep thought.

Dear one, your thoughts are touchingly appreciated. Little do you realize that a permeable membrane exists between us, and that my love flows to you all the time. And now you are waking up to the fact that you can consciously reciprocate, whereas before it was unconscious via the fruits of the spirit.

You are on the threshold of living in a greater consciousness with your God within, and now your shortcomings are beginning to stare you more blatantly in the face, so to speak, and here is were personal improvement is needed.

Accept yourself in love, child, and validate yourself, for you are worthy, and your struggles are noted. When the path you travel gets rough, come to me, so you will gather insight as to where you err. Usually an impatient tongue is the culprit. Guard your tongue, for this is an important lesson for you to learn.

Your mind is very quick to understand the needs of others. However, it is not always understood how you ought to go about helping others. You are like an eager colt, ready to pull the cart, but first you have to learn and wait for the Driver, who shall direct you on your path.

Waiting in Silence is best. Practice the Silence each moment, so I can speak through you, for you placed me in charge a long time ago. This is your path and the training I would have you take. Come often to companion me with your trusting loving heart.

It does me good to also see you climb into the lap of Mother Nebadonia, your Spirit Mother, who loves each of her children. Go now and play, and please remember, whose child you are. I am your elder Father Brother Michael.


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