See life again. Life cycles . Life is death and death is life. They are natural cycles of life; die to let be born, be born and then die. It is intrinsic, one without the other cannot happen. To live death without suffering, without pain, without anguish, without resistance, is to love, to love God above all things, for it is creation, the value of creation.
What distresses us the most is losing what we already know because we don't see. The eyes of the heart become blind, close with suffering. Birth from love, from the heart is a beautiful, expected birth.
It is heartbreaking to see how we anchor ourselves in suffering, life is paralyzed, the course is paralyzed, the person goes crazy finding the way out.
Beautiful beings that you channel make this come to humanity, for a suffering humanity is a lifeless humanity ; and nothing is further from the purpose of the Father, to love and see his children happy, complacent, having fun and learning to enjoy his gifts. Gifts for day to day, sunrises full of enthusiasm, sunrises and sunsets of passions.
It rains and changes the course of life, they change their rough notes, they change for joy, it cleanses and lights up, it fades ... Always at the end, everything comes and everything calms down. Nothing is eternal, nothing is the same. Everything changes and accelerates, everything vibrates, everything moves; Calm is slow and everything hinders, joy moves everything .
Fantastic Mudras that help us connect, prayer, peace and inner peace, allow us positive neuronal connections away from connections without guidelines and without harmony.
Because everything arrives and everything calms down, everything moves away and then starts ...
Illusions that fade away and then see that they are unrealities generated by a tired mind . Tired of going around and not finding, not finding what was wanted ... again again disoriented, aimless, stunned and lost in nothingness ...
THE VACUUM IS INTRINSIC TO EVERYTHING. THERE IS NOTHING. EVERYTHING IS AND EVERYTHING EXISTS, NOTHING IS AND NOTHING EXISTS.
They are figures of a puzzle about to be assembled, now disassembled and without pieces, with each other revolts.
I'm looking and can't find. What am I looking for? You are looking for yourself, your clear reflection in the shadows, in the light of joy. You look for yourself in each of the notes of a symphony. Winter afternoons, afternoons of unpleasant anguish, internal process of disharmony.
The notes sound, they hit each other, pushing, wanting to be a symphony, ballads in the wind, notes that sparkle with joy, finally there seems to be light! Discordant notes still sounding ... And I still can't find myself ..., I can't find the line that unites, the line that spins, turns and turns like a lost madwoman ...
Voices that shout, hear only a few and others do not even glimpse it ... they are not able to understand what it means ...
Fingers in the wind, hands in the air, arms crossed, protecting souls still disparate, without desire, without waste, without effective connections ...
Everything becomes difficult, lengthens, expands forming some geometric shapes, which appear and disappear, cubicles that form pyramidal structures some. What is the use of so much disharmony?
My heart hears and my heart listens. For when life? Enough of so much death, so much shared ignorance!
Let's make a better world among all humans, that although sharing floor and joy, beds and drinks, so much celebration and is never to celebrate life ...
THE NEW PROMISED LAND
THANKS IS THE BASE OF HARMONY. IT IS THE BASE OF THE NEW LIFE!
Happy to be able to feel it, even occasionally, because that means that the memory still lives in the presence of a new way of life, from grace, from illusion, a new Promised Land, as this and many others things are promises already fulfilled.
The Father announced his mission and the Father convinced only a few who believed in his word, many others heard it, but it was not believed.
FOR ALL OF YOU BROTHERS, HERE IS AGAIN, THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE NEW PROMISED LAND. MORE SIGNATURE THAT NEVER, MORE REAL IF YOU NEED IT THE FIRST TIME.
A Land for everyone and everyone, where there are no differences, where there are no games, places of each other and others, all in peace and harmony, peace and harmony, all united by life.
For life is one, as ONE is the ALL and to which we are all called, as brothers to love us.
Let's get our feet on Earth, in the New Promised Land, let's raise our arms and open our hearts to receive it!
So many illusions and so many disappointments, like the game of life, because life is a real game like life itself
Coletazos are the last, flocks to change on the other side of the veil, because we are dying, to win the new life.
Blessed are the calls to enjoy each one in his life process, happy brothers, for what is promised is here!
The unbelievers in his right are feeling it and the credentials in his right to live it.
We all choose where we want to place ourselves, in the line up or at the edge of the abyss.
All defenders of our own theory. A theory of creation, co-created among all.
A consumed pattern, a consensual pattern, where we all establish the rules and agree on agreements of life, souls, bodies, signals that lead us to each other. Regulations accepted, sometimes convulsed and sometimes agreed upon.
Everyone agrees to live a life according to what one is, valuing what and that together we form. A set of union, of collaboration, of gratification, where ideals give way to practice, sometimes in rebellion, without consequences, but acceptations of what That implies.
Nations that break off, ideas that magnify it, separations from unions ... how diverse life is!
Everything is fine, everything goes, while the group accepts and witnesses. All presence is necessary and all distance ...
Agreements between nations, agreements between provinces, agreements between autonomies, agreements of souls, beyond the conventions generated by the left or right.
Separatisms, incomprehensible benevolences ... everything comes together, everything aligns, everything joins the same mechanism ... establish the laws of the New Earth.
You and us, together in this process of brotherhood, of collaboration, of union, forming a new birth of the union of souls, co-cooking in the same sense, sometimes in the same and sometimes in a different sense.
The privilege of the union, the loudness of the palms, applauding a new course in progress. Marking the characters, body and soul, because nothing is separated, everything is related vibrationally.
Let me tell you what is scheduled. A party, a great party in heaven, the day the New Earth is established. Joys and sparkles, flutes, clarines and pianos, playing for a New Earth. All dancing, all dancing to the sound of the new harmony, to the sound of the joy of the Creator, of God the Father Mother Heavenly King, for everything is prepared. The day is planned.
Now dance and smile, dance and sing as you are, because you are joy itself, sister of the soul. We terminate the connection, rest and release the tension surged to reach the New Earth. Thank you for your peace and your harmony. Your brothers of Sirius, in the company of Jesus Christ, lord of the Nations and Universes, as you know. Rest in peace, beautiful divine soul, peace will erase your aftermath of death and suffering, as they were part of the process of life on Earth .
AUTHOR: Ana Jesús Murillo
SEEN IN: Brothers of Sirius
