8-12-16 The Fields of Belgium, Churchill, Julius Caesar etc

8th December 2016

And there he was, a serpent of man, a driving force of displeasure.

For he could not exist before the light and so shall it be, that the dark, as the night, will be driven out by the morning light of the new day, a new dawn and beginning.

Hearken to us this evening as we bring you a special prayer to comfort those in need who are lost in their own minds through illness, suffering and grieving. Blessed are you who come before us with a tear in your eye and terror in your heart, for we are here to bring you comfort in His name. Whisper His name before the dawn light and hear His voice bring you comfort and joy, filling your heart with the memories of those passed and the love ones who should not be forgotten. For in His heaven they now reside in a kingdom of beauty, far more than your imagination could express.

Be at peace at your time of need, if you suffer illness know that our focus is upon you and just a word is all it will take to ease your discomfort. If you are lost in desperation with nothing to your name, then calls to us with your prayers. Be not afraid to ask sincerely for the necessaries, and as if you grieve your loved ones, be blessed in the knowledge of their arrival to a new world of light and love from which you all came and must return.

Hearken to him upon high who brings you words of comfort this evening, allow your minds to rest in the knowledge that purpose will be brought to all and a comfort to your minds, wishes will be given in his name, Our Lord, Our Father. Amen.

Modulations of tidal waves of despair can be felt upon the winds of time as they reverberate as vibrations through your atmosphere. There are many things of your world that bring discomfort and despair, but know that a pleasant thought would bring you comfort and a healing prayer will bring you joy.

We have come this evening as a practice of love to give you hope in the resurrection of our father, of the Lord. His coming will be announced shortly, for his time has long since passed and he is required at this time.

Dissatisfaction amongst your church about other practices of worship should be put to one side in the knowledge that all who say a prayer to God, no matter what tongue, or how it is practised, are all the same. A United Church is what is needed to bring joy to all and peace to man. Don’t let those who would disturb the rhythm of love be dominant in your churches of love.

Bring focus to your lives and your needs and attention to your heart so that we may enter and give comfort to those who need it most.

George was a man who had much discrimination towards others. His heart was full of family and friends, but his view was narrow, not allowing the distinction between a man of colour and himself. He is blessed in the knowledge now, that life exists within each creature no matter of its physical appearance or disability, creed or colour. You must learn this my children to bring a peace once more to your earth in His name. Be not bemused by those who would call out that Christ never existed, or that it was an illusion, for the love of the Lord is with you all.  (NOTE: We cannot know for sure who George may be.)

As the Lord walked the deserts across the lands of Eden he spoke to the master many times, sacrificing his personal being to purge himself of the needs of the many. He became focused upon his father as he roamed the plains, gorges, deserts of the Sinai to bring peace and hope to the world of the love that awaits all, beyond those heavenly gates. Have faith my children, do not let those who would confuse you with their negative views take a foothold in your minds. Step forward, brush them aside and tell them “I am a creature of God, I am of the light and I will be as was intended by him the master of love”.

Julius Caesar, he was a man of discontent, his lack of emotions and tenderness caused many a brutal end in his time. He was a feverish man, a man who ran hot and cold, as the day and the night. He was weak in his mind, not allowing in that of Jesus, the saviour of his time. His counsels, they were obedient to him without a mind of their own, ignorant of the fact that he was the saviour. They were bemused when they were confronted with the many displeasure’s of the Lord, for they could not understand what man would have these powers, but who said it was a man who gave these trials and tribulations? Only those of the wise mind will see the power of the Lord and bring justice to those who were impoverished at that time. Julius Caesar became a man renowned for his relentless victories and the suffering caused to his people. He met his end in a way undignified to him, his courtiers caused him grief and pain as they struggled to fight his will. He now resides within spirit, his dictatorship no longer commands respect from anyone. He has much to learn and is embittered by how his demise came about. And for some who creates themselves such a world, it becomes hard to relinquish their ways and bring a positive view upon themselves. Don’t be the fool to relinquish your love because a man says it is dubious. Have a care for one another bring peace and light, love to all that cross your path, be a man of the Lord and a father to those who would seek your wisdom.

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(NOTE: The following few paragraphs sound very much like Churchill, however he never lived at Clarence House and he did not smoke a pipe as it states in the message. Churchill was brought up in Blenheim Palace and later lived at Chartwell House. So we leave the correct identity of the following as a bit of a mystery or mix-up.)

Times are changing, so I am told, a whisper in the wind. A little birdie who whispers in my ear, a Robin of your season, such beauty it beholds. It shines the light of seasonal bliss, its red breast encompasses the eye as it shines brightly in the season of celebration. We sang ‘The Holly and the Ivy’ many times during my life, it was a blessed time when family and friends would call upon us to wish us greetings of the day and bring us joy in their hearts. How we miss those times, those endless days of sweeping beauty as the woodland was covered in the white snow. ‘Crisp and Even’ was the rhyme and so it was. As I lay back in my chair with pipe in hand, smoke swirling around me in joyous thoughts of peace. I would congratulate myself upon my abilities, such wonderful times of love and family.

I had a four poster bed you know, it was hummm of an age, 1572 so they say, it stood within the grounds in the house for that time. Yes, we know who I am as I mention Clarence House’ hmm, I cannot hide my grief as I lost grip of the nation. My time was done, but still I grieve for those who are lost at my discretion. Times were hard and things were necessary to be done, I cannot justify all that was given, but I was a gentleman of a kind heart despite my hard shell.

Clarence House was a beauty to behold, the tree in the lobby stood tall. As a child I would dance around it, admiring those baubles, those presents. We had joyous times and the staff would join us, join us for our Christmas lunch, but still decorum had to be held. Hmmm. I remember Martha of the house, you will not know of her, I cannot imagine, but she was a lovely motherly figure who watched over us mischievous boys. She gave us a thick ear should we interfere in her kitchen! Hmmm, we would not tell, for we knew, ha, ha, that we would hide a mince pie and say “A mince pie for your eye.” ha ha ha ha, well what days eh, childhood memories to be treasured by all who have lived a life, such wonders. We never forgot those of our parish, those destitute and poor, gifts were given to their really poor padre in the church and we sanctioned many things to support and aid those of the farm habitats. They worked so hard on our behalf. We used to torment the gamekeeper, James. We used to probe his mind for his secrets and knowledge of the woods and beyond. He was a fearsome man, strict and stern, his strength inspired me, hmmm, as did my families.

Naval people you know. Ahh, but those days are gone, now we rest in a world of beauty. Once more I am learning the ways of wisdom and light, for those times are past. My time nears when I must progress once more, hummm. My days of Winston will soon be gone and lost forever in time, but will consume my mind for many eons to come, hummm. As we all move on we take a fraction with us upon the path we tread. Happy times when sleigh bells rang and snow balls fought each other in the fields.

Hmmm, we would like once more to talk of those not so glorious times. Upon the fields of Belgium, so many lost. Christmas day for us was icy paddles in the mud, the fearsome sounds of whizzing bullets and shells that thunderously hit the ground and would shake us from our sleep. They had peril all around. The children, the young men would cry for their mothers in fear in the bitter battle ahead, knowing that there survival was limited. A rabbit, a rabbit was a creature who would sometimes appear before us, his life was sadly ended, for what had we in our rations, in our Tommy tins, nothing but bully beef, a potato perhaps if we were lucky. Our sacks of cloth would hang from us, as meat hung from a hook, we had nothing. Every morsel was fought for. And our rags upon our backs, were as if they were made of gold, treasured by all and those who no longer needed them, forfeited them to those ‘Tommies’ who lived, despicable act to rob those of the dead, but survival was uppermost as it is in all species upon the earth. Our lives are tormented by those days of mud, dishonour and displeasure. How could you even imagine what it is like to sit with a tin of the cold meat, hmm no fires for fear of giving away our position. We had our times of merriment when displeasure of war would vacate our minds, we would sing the jolly songs of the day, and the songs “Tipperary”, would come through and lighten our hearts in the fields of depression. Aaaah. But be sad no longer for us, for we are now a memory in those minds who linger on in your world and to those who have new lives, we are history. Our thoughts are not meant to bring you displeasure, but just to alert the minds of the many as they celebrate this Christmas of the star that shines above them, and the stars that shone above us, completely two different things, Starlight but not of magic but of illumination of our positions. Still, here we are in this place of beauty now, having suffered the indignations of war and man’s creation to beat upon one another. Hmmm, Tommies we were, soldiers of the Lord we are now. Not all made it through to the light. There were those who would use the opportunity for their dark souls to practice their mutilations. They have much to learn in the practice of love and humanity and of the spirit. In time their souls will travel their paths as intended.

Marcus wishes a word. Be blessed, remember your times and those who have suffered in the trenches of the forgotten war.

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(NOTE: This short section is spoken in a very deep, rather gruff sounding voice)

Marcus Aurelius, commander in a field, I was the master of many, my house of slaves were many. So long ago. Ego, to sit in prayer (at this point I ended this connection as it felt of the dark nature).

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(A much ‘lighter’ sounding voice comes through now)

Commonwealth of people are blessed with many things of life. They circumnavigate their globe with prestige and things beauty. They sit in their houses filled with luxurious items and belongings. Many pleasures of life are given to them and they work without a care for others. Yes we speak of the rich again, but only to point out that all in life are rich in love, are wealthy with the Lord.

In your humble homes you sit and you navigate your lives with the ups and downs that life presents. We cannot say that you will live a life of pleasure, for there are many aspects in which you must live out your lives upon the earth. A training ground you think, indeed, a life of learning brings much pleasure in the future of your soul.

We are here tonight, not to talk of the rich and wealthy or the poor man, but to give you an insight into that heavenly place beyond that you call spirit. Those that work with us with a true heart and love, not for admiration or coin two, they are the ones who will succeed where many will fail. For it takes a true heart and a belief in God to bring about the purpose for which you have set your tasks. Be not ashamed to cry out before the many and say “There is a world beyond this that we should always aspire to as we issue thoughts of love and goodwill to men and creatures of the earth.” The beings of the light, those that come before you shortly in the dawn, they are no different to your race of beings, for God, in his wondrous beauty has many forms.

Conscious we are of your thoughts as you battle the illusions of your life, attempting to bring peace and goodwill to others. You will not reach all. Some have questions of you Michael, they do not believe your capabilities, capabilities that lay within you all, if you were of a mind to open your hearts and thoughts.

We are this evening here to bring a message to those doubting souls. Have a care for your thoughts, do not say that you practice in the light or that you believe!

Adam watches very closely.  (NOTE: Does anyone know who Adam may be?)

The gunners were his game, as a boy he would kick a ball with ambition. His mother wishes more could be done, she feels he is lost to the torments of life, that boy who witnessed so much displeasure. Adam he is called, in his mind he has nothing but admiration for the lady who called him son. He is not lost, nor forgotten. A joyful reunion will come. A spectacular event to bring you close together.

Doris, (Doris Stokes) wishes a word to the many “Be bright in your aspects of love within the walls of the church, bring peace to those, truth and honesty, bring no shame upon yourselves, for you are the carriers of the light. Your aspects are many, a common practice in your days. The pull of the light is great to many of your world as they express their wish to work and hover in that light. Their truth is good, their love is honest. Keep a weather eye on the clock of time, for it ticks slowly by, and all too soon your time is done. But go in the knowledge, have the peace of mind that was given to those who have lost loved ones. Farewell.”

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