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Running Fox Papers July 2003 ~ Dreams and Dreaming Prayer From my head to my toes When I see God Rudolf Steiner
Preface This month’s Running Fox Papers has dreams as its central theme. For years it has been my dream to follow my passion and be able to express this by means of media like this. During a seminar a few years ago in Nijmegen, the Netherlands by Steve Rother, I set this intention and right now the understanding is here that indeed I have accomplished something. By means of my website and this newsletter, to which to my joy many interested people – such as yourself – have subscribed, it has become possible for me to sow seeds that, when all's said and done, may blossom some day. The reactions I get, sometimes with profound outpourings, are often heart warming and therefore I am very thankful that I may be an instrument in all this. In the meantime I have added a number of pages to the website www.runningfox.tk. I will mention these below, together with its link, in order for you to visit these online. Today nothing is to be said except to wish you good holidays and we will speak again, some time in September. Love and Light
and Peace, ~*~*~*~ Additions to the website: 1) Running Fox Papers – December
2002 ~*~*~*~ Aphrodite I had a dream, now seven year ago. In the woods I found a young bear on my path, who was laying on his back, playing. Somewhat later I was walking another path and saw three people coming toward me. A father, mother and a child holding a box. I asked what was in the box and if I could take a peek inside. In it was a weird animal with leather like black skin. They told me what kind of animal it was. You would say it was a bat or something like that. But it didn’t look like that at all. I woke up and wanted to write down the name. While I was looking for a pen, I kept repeating the name to myself, but when my ballpoint touched the paper, it was gone. They said that the most important
feature of the animal was that the heart remained. Today a friend of Mine, Angel, went to a medium. He had done something for her and she’d offered to channel for him. Listening to his story many things fell into its proper place, of what had happened to me that week. My incomprehensible fear, kept me from the promise to meet my family of Sirius again and integrate them within myself. People are talking about extraterrestrials
visiting us, but gradually I found out that we ourselves are those aliens
in human form. A human body is a ‘bubble of biology,’ as my friends
of the Group call it so eloquently. We are able to make contact again
with those parts of ourselves that live on other planets, while we are
here on earth. I see this as a peony rose with all its petals folded
close together around the heart. We form that heart and the petals around
it are all our parts that exist anywhere in the Universe. When we need
info, we plug into one of these parts, make contact and thus get the
information we need to stimulate our growth of consciousness here on
earth. One night I heard tones in my ears and I knew someone was trying to contact me. I asked that part of me to come through as an energetic form of Live, Light and Pureness. This was not new to me because I had done this before. The days after the contact some old stuff would come up that I was allowed to clean up. And that always felt good. This time something like an army came in. It startled me I must say. I could hardly handle the energy anymore. I wished someone were near me to lead away that energy from me. I felt a little sick and weird. Now I know it was my own fear that caused that feeling. The following day I kept asking myself why in the name of God, I had chosen to stay on Earth. Twice I had had the choice to go home, but I choose to continue and start a new contract. Because of Angels’ story I suddenly knew what had happened this week. Tears of emotion ran over my cheeks. You may believe it or not, but I celebrated the re-union with a small glass of wine. Thus my new contract started. While I was still a little disconcerted, I sat down at my computer. The warmth and the energy accumulated. An energy thought came in: “I’m Aphrodite and I’m your guide from Sirius.” I believe I am able to pass on the thoughts of those entities to the human kind on Earth, so I can spread the messages from Sirius. How, I do not know yet. Every time I sat down at the computer that day, this enormous warm feeling in my heartchakra came back. Suddenly I thought back to that lady of Titanium and more things fell in place. I cannot really make it clear though, how I know that she was Aphrodite who tried to contact me and urged me to listen. After that it still took seven years for me to figure it all out. Became conscious. I just followed my heart, intuition and truth, ever looking for a higher truth. While sitting on the couch I couldn’t resist the urge to go upstairs and sit down at the computer and write. What it will lead to, I don’t know yet. That something will happen through the website, my dear friend Angel built for me, that I’m sure of. Coincidence doesn’t exist. I met my friend Angel about half a year ago. When we saw each other, we both knew that big changes were about to take place in our lives. Very carefully we got acquainted. A little fearful of what was about to happen to us. Although we had no idea what! Bit by bit we got to know each other and wondrous things sometimes happened. We worked together many times and concluded that we found ourselves in a very special energy. Everything went very well and fast. We communicated telepathically and called one another at the very same moment. That’s only a small part of the possibilities we have together. We never found out what it was that binds us, until today at the channeling. Thus we arrived at Sirius and my
guide Aphrodite. A part of my higher self that I have contact with since
a long time. Wonderful I must say. All day long I have a smile on my
lips, because we didn’t expect that it would really happen, when we
made this appointment before I incarnated to earth. It was almost impossible.
But behold. I’m at my computer in full contact with that part of me.
It worked. Now and then I feel tears of joy coming up. We made it! ~*~*~*~ Angelic Dreams
Messages imparted with pure love,
Each angel divinely beautiful,
Angelic dreams uniquely different,
© Copyright Catherine Seiler
12.09.2000 ~*~*~*~ Family-reunion
Did you ever meet all your other I-your selves around a campfire? Your-Self seen reflected in every face around you? I never have felt so very much in accord with a group! That is not strange when you realize that we all are cut from the same wood; that we all are demonstrations of the same Soul, of the same Divine Being that is reflected in every-thing and every-One on this glorious meeting. We were there in order to celebrate that we had come at the end of a long journey, and were at the beginning of another. This journey began when our Soul-Self left the Kingdom of the First Creation and went through the Wall of Fire to be shattered into a million pieces. It was a journey that our Soul-Self, after all sorts of wanderings through this Universe, finally brought us to Gaia, although we had as yet to assume a physical form. That came later on, when we had chosen to wear the Veils of Forgetfulness in order to conceal ourselves for our Soul-Self and to walk the wheel of birth, death and rebirth. How many lives our Soul-Self had gone through since that first summon? There were many faces. There were thousands of People in many forms and measures, in all life categories, of all races, of all classes and ranks that Mankind has ever known. They came from all eras and far corners of Gaia. Men, women, children, but also animals, trees, plants. There were also those from the immaterial realms: deva’s, sylphs, elementals. What a wonderful company! Our Soul had truly experienced life on Gaia in all her expressions. And we I, my selves as aspects of our Soul-Self were, for the first time, allowed to unite. The time to harvest has come. The time to become One again. I-Now was the designated ascendee, for the harvest would be collected here and now on Gaia in I-Now. You can understand my-Now big excitement. There was laughter and crying for joy, screaming and singing with excitement. It was a huge feeling of awe and expectant joy about what was about to come. A small number of the people present I knew. The past years I-Now have learned to travel through the dimensions to visit previous lives of my-Self and of others. During my learning process, I-Now have met a number of I-myselves. There is one about which I you want to tell. It has to do with the day on which I write this, May 5th. In the Netherlands May 5th is Liberation Day, the day we celebrate the liberation from the German occupation during the Second World War. Yesterday, May 4th, was Commemoration of the Dead. Around these days many TV-program’s are broadcasted that have to do with World War II: the fighting, the occupation, the resistance and the concentration camps. The other-I that I want to propose, lived and died during this period of our history. I was a Polish, Jewish young boy of five that in 1944 died in a gas chamber. He-I lived the life that preceded my Now-life. There were two images I got dished up when I connected with his life. One depicts how he-I clung to the barbed wire that seemed to separate him forever (at least it appeared that way) from his mother. Never shall I forget his deprivation, his fear that I could feel in my own body, when the image appeared for my mind's eye. Before that I had seen another image from my-then life. It was an image that was filled with light and love. An image of how we-then celebrated the Jewish light festival, Chanukah, together with father and mother. In that image all warmth and love of our family was encompassed, which not long after that was torn apart so cruelly. Since the time I have become conscious of my history see the ceremonies and festivities that are held May 4th and 5th in a different light. Now I know that I am one of the souls that are commemorated. At the same time I know that the liberation I did not experience then in physical form was there for me-then too. Because what we call dying is in reality a liberation. It is a return Home, to our existence as a Divine Angel of Light. Death does not exist; there is never a conclusion. There is just the transition from one to the other form. The fact that I-now was born again and am able to write this story proves just that. The beautiful thing is that in
the meantime I met my then-father and then-mother in my Now-life. A
couple of years ago we met as adults. They both live in the neighbourhood
of my hometown, and have become dear soul mates with which I have come
to the end of a long journey. A journey that never ends. It is a journey
on which you cannot lose anybody ever. It is just that you might lose
sight of one another for a short period of time. |
