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RETURN OF THE HOLY GRAIL TO
FRANCE
DECEMBER
1997
It as a
great reunion - 48 of us, came from all over the world, together once again as we had done many times
before trying our best in our striving for purity and truth. We were
guided on this journey to return the Holy Grail codes back to France by
the Ascended Masters El Morya and Kuthumi, Joan of Arc and Isis through
channellings of pure truth via Norma Milanovich - that had reached our
hearts and resonated to the call within. We came - these 48 who were among
those who had walked together long ago in the Atlantean temples and the
Egyptian Mystery Schools and Temple of Isis, coming together as Essenes,
Templar Knights, and at Camelot and dying as Cathars for one’s beliefs.
This journey needed only 48 of the many people who had walked this road. In joy we
travelled to the many sacred sites of My memories
will be of travelling across France this December, with swords held high
in the etheric (and a few real ones captured along the way) brandished in
fun and laughter, to the shouts of ‘All for One and One for All’. We
went to places of Light and Dark, of bloodshed and joy, releasing precious
codes to bring all to harmony and balance. We went to Notre Dame
Cathedral, Sacre Cour,
Sainte-Chappelle, the Louvre, Place de la Concorde, St. Jacques and the
Bastille, the spot where Joan of Arc was burned, the Palace of Versailles,
Chartres Cathedral, Cathedral St. Julien, Mont St. Michel, the Carnac
megalithic standing stones, the Templar Fort at Rocomadour, Albi
Cathedral, Renee le Chateau, Carcassone, UFO landing sites and the
mountain at Montsegur, clearing and coding all these and many other points
where we were called to be. Standing at
Renne Le Chateau, looking out over a familiar vista of hills and villages,
I experienced one of the deepest feelings of peace and serenity I have
ever felt - a homecoming. Standing separate from most of the group who
were listening to the history of the Chateau and the surrounding area, I
idly observed a wizened old man, bent low with a great bundle of sticks on
his back, passing along the path beneath the battlement, apparently
unaware of our presence above him. My heart leapt with joy and laughter as
I recognised the presence of Kuthumi (one of the Ascended Masters who was
leading our journey from the higher realms) portraying himself as this
bent old man. As he reached a point below and in front of me, he turned
and beamed up a most mischievous grin. I began laughing and he turned
back, continuing his trudge onwards, as he spoke to me from his position
in the higher dimensions. I remembered I had my camera in my pocket and
got it ready to take a photo and waited. Just before he turned the corner
out of sight, he stopped once more, turned and smiled. I took my photo, as
I mentally thanked him. He was seen by several of us. Most times
only our group were present. It was, of course, winter time, which served
us well. I decided
to climb to the top of the turret on my left and found several others
already up there. They went down to rejoin the group and another lady
called Deanne came up, leaving just the two of us present. First let me
tell you about this lady. Deanne was very connected to the Space
Brotherhood of the Higher Realms and we as a group had been witnessing
this interaction throughout the journey. She had brought along a very good
quality camcorder (video camera) that had a large colour viewing screen on
the side. Because this lady’s vibration resonated in the realms of the
Space fleets, she continually picked up this higher dimensional activity
on the screen of her recorder, although when we actually looked at the
landscape that was visible with the human eye, nothing else could be seen
other than the valleys and mountains, etc. However, when we looked through
the viewer we were all witnessing another dimensional band - a most
incredible show of many different coloured geometric shapes (violet
triangles, green spheres, golden orbs, etc.) which appeared to be
different space ships from various sectors, plus huge stars, various
crosses and angels. Incidentally when other people in the group held the
camera over the same landscape scene, the inter- dimensional material was
not visible. It required her attunement. All this did actually record and
Deanne intends to edit it down to one video. We al had fun each night
seeing the scenes of the day, with all the inter-dimensional antics in
there. Deanne had
come up to the top of the turret because she had been told that a
particular mountain across the valley had a large number of recorded UFO
sightings over it. As we stood looking at the mountain and landscape, (all
visible on the camera screen) the landscape suddenly disappeared and the
screen became total Light and began flashing a coded message straight to
her Third Eye. I watched in total fascination as this procedure took
place, it seemed for perhaps 4 or 5 minutes. She said she had never
received in this way before and that her whole body felt like Light. I was
laughing. It was absolutely brilliant. It reminded me of the vibrational
exchange in the form of sound, that took place in the movie ‘Close
Encounters of the Third Kind’ When it stopped she went to turn off the
recorder and discovered surprisingly that it was already off. We both
realised that this special coding wasn’t to be recorded. Afterwards I
also realised that what she was receiving was the old Atlantean coding for
completion of this journey, plus some new personal programmes for her
other Lightworker tasks. These same Atlantean codes were soon to be
presented to and heard by our group of 48 in the form of a song called
‘The Grail’. This song was one of several songs on an album called
‘Oneness’ (Angel of Peace, Wala Cave, The Grail, and The Dove) that
had been channelled from Archangel Michael for this specific journey
through Sally Brown, a singer songwriter from Cornwall in England. She had
worked on this tape for months, completing it in time for this journey.
Because I had already received these codes some time back, I was therefore
permitted to see the ‘Light Show’ up on the turret. Shortly
after this, a very special beautiful golden fluffy cat attached itself to
the group and was brought into the sacred meditation circle for the entire
ceremony. It was being held by an English girl, Dianne, who recognised the
Being she was holding, as did many of us. Here was Kuthumi again, this
time merged with the cat and becoming a very real part of our sacred
circle. At the same time, he was also speaking to me from his higher
dimensional position, as he was perhaps to many others also. I personally
only observed these two instances of Ascended Master materialisation, but
others may have witnessed many more. It was that sort of a journey.
Many
special things occurred - a long lost item was searched for and found
buried in dust and cobwebs, located by one who was meant to find it again
- one who had left it so long ago. It is very special and will mean much
in the future. We all have
our own experiences of this journey, but for my part it was one of
happiness, of learning from people with a common viewpoint, for the
opportunity to both give and receive, of sharing jokes, the fun we had in
the uniting of Frogolot (Lancelot) and Guinebear (Guinevere) - a golden
sequined frog with a gold crown (I had brought along) and a lovely teddy
bear with angel wings (brought on the journey by Candy) who discovered
they were long lost Soul mates and they spent the journey embraced and
kissing (mostly peeking out of Candy’s bag), a crowd of us singing at
the back of the bus - everything from Christmas carols to Sixties songs
and the sheer joy of being reunited once again with those I had shared
with so many times before. It truly was an honour to be among such a great
bunch of responsible, spiritually conscious people, working together as a
team and I know we did a very good job. The day
before Montsegur, the tape was played containing the final Atlantean codes
including the code that would assist each to go back and retrieve codes
they had hidden in secret places long ago, and as night fast approached,
we all sat in the coach, quietly in meditation to receive it. The weather
had been sort of on and off, but something very distinct and very precious
occurred the minute the music began. As I had previously received these
codes and therefore didn’t feel the need to meditate, I was watching
what was happening. As the music started, the sun came out so bright and
strong and literally poured straight into the bus. I can’t really
explain it, but it seemed as though the sun was only shining into our bus
- pouring onto everyone’s faces and didn’t appear to be shining
anywhere else in the surrounding areas outside or on the hills, etc. It
seemed to be flashing a sequence of codes and showed itself in many
colours, finally sending a pink hue around itself. The sun disappeared as
the music stopped. To me it was a great sign of confirmation. One of the
48, had received this tape as a gift some weeks before. She said that she
loved the song and had been playing it continually since receiving it, she
had never heard it like she did that day. Many people spoke of the great
experience they had. Our last
day the 21st December, on the Winter Solstice, we rose at 4am to go to
Montsegur (a mountain of Cathar martyrdom) to perform a sacred meditation
ceremony and to watch the sun rise, where we were to receive some special
codes absorbed through the Third Eye at dawn. In the dark early morning,
thirty of us climbed the very steep mountain, with 18 at the base - all
united as one to perform the ceremony simultaneously. It was a very
special day and I found myself kneeling at several points throughout the
next couple of hours alternately facing East, the brilliant glowing moon
and the rising dawn. I was in communication with Kuthumi and El Morya and
receiving various codings applicable to tasks on Earth. It was a common
occurrence for all those who chose it, to be in close communication with
those Ascended Masters leading the trip. Aside from the two just
mentioned, Joan of Arc and Isis were also leading the group from the
higher realms. The dawn that morning was absolutely fantastic, as I
believe we all knew it would be. I must tell
you more of this final day. It had occurred on this journey that
occasionally someone would feel unwell, perhaps as they came to an area in On the last
day, one of our members, Elizabeth, was unwell and was unable to come to the mountain for the dawn
meditation. Her husband chose to stay with her and help (a very close and
happy couple). The codes they were carrying were taken by myself and Paul,
another of the group, to
deliver at Montsegur. After our
dawn trip, we returned to the hotel for a quick breakfast, packed our bags
and boarded our coach for a long trip to Nice, where we were to separate
and head home the following morning. Our unwell friend and her husband
boarded the coach with us. She was not well throughout the eight hour
journey to Nice and was having trouble breathing. Many were trying to
assist her. When we arrived in Nice, it was decided a doctor should be
called. It didn’t appear to be serious, but he decided to order an
ambulance to take her to hospital. Her husband after getting a few things
together for her, went off to the hospital after the ambulance. With him
went Jane, who had arranged and put together our coach, hotels, meals and
much more (a very skilful Knight). When they arrived, they were told And here is
the tale to tell. The doctor suddenly came to the bed and to cut a long
story short said he thought that perhaps the hospital had made a mistake,
because there was an English woman downstairs who kept insisting that the
French man they had presented her with, was not her husband. Equally the
French man was insisting that this English woman was not his wife and
wanted to know where his wife was. Yes, it was
true. Our friend was completely fine. They had given her a bit of oxygen I
believe, (she apparently does use an inhaler) and she was sitting up
waiting for her husband to come, wondering what ever was keeping him. You
may wonder why her husband did not realise he had the wrong woman. Firstly
he wasn’t meant to, secondly she was very similar to his wife in
appearance, and had suffered a brain haemorrhage which allows in one’s
mind for slight distortions, she was covered in tubes and her hair was
totally covered by a plastic hood. Told the
true story and amid much laughter, The French
lady, who was actually dying and had been brought in at the same time to
the hospital, was obviously part of the agreement and it was her time to
leave. As it turned out, she received a very loving farewell plus a
meditation just for her from the group, when they realised that it was not
our friend that was dying. Our friend
was sitting having breakfast with us before our departures to Nice
Airport, as the stories of the night spread throughout the breakfast room
to those (including myself) who had missed it all. I had gone upstairs
after a late dinner, looking forward to a long bath and a good sleep. I
had only had 2 hours sleep the previous night and I hadn’t wanted to
sleep on the coach - too much fun going on! I recalled
something I had said to Elizabeth
, as she had sat outside the hotel waiting for assistance, before the
doctor came. It was channelled and I later understood its meaning “It
may seem as though you are dying, but in fact you will be all right.” I looked at
the ‘why’ of the scene and see it as follows: The
apparent Death and Re-birth allowed all within the group to
‘surrender’ and to accept what was to be and then to experience
absolute joy as the ‘ It also
permitted much releasing of personal and group, past incarnational, buried
loss among those of the 48 who still needed that to surface. Also there
were some among the group who were about to feel a sense of loss as the
group dispersed and they returned home. Instead of that note of sadness,
it was replaced with great hilarity and laughter, with everyone so very
happy that our friend was all right and all enjoying the Cosmic Joke! Lots
of jokes going around like - this dear French woman lying there in a
hospital bed with someone telling her ‘what wonderful service she had
given’ and she is lying there thinking to herself ‘but I have only
done the washing!!’ - and this strange man kissing her telling her
‘what a wonderful wife she had been!’ You never know maybe But most of
all, I believe that it was a reflection of the microcosm showing the
macrocosm (the smaller picture showing the higher picture) of what had
occurred on this journey. It showed that a wondrous achievement had been
made for all humanity - a Resurrection had occurred. A confirmation of a
Death of an old system and a Birth of a new way of life - as the blueprint
of important sacred codes had been re-anchored into Earth’s blueprint
for the Seventh Golden Age on Earth. I am so
grateful for being allowed to be a part of this event. I love you
all - I AM Thee and Thou Art
Me.
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