The Gift of a Stick
For about a week I kept getting messages that I was to start a meditation group. I had grandiose visions of 200 people. I contacted a couple of friends who I thought might be interested. Tried meditating with them. It didn’t work. I was giving up the grandiose projections.
I moved to a different home and invited a couple of new people. This 3-person combination worked but we didn’t know the purpose. We committed to 1 meditation per week for 6 weeks. Then we found our purpose. We opened up a channel for a flock of white butterfly bandage shaped Beings to enter 3D space. They would fly around and do whatever for the duration of our meditation. Then we three would have cookies and agree to the next date/time.
We went 2 weeks beyond our original assignment and then were told it was complete. I didn’t think anymore about it until a few days later when the butterflies came back and gave me a present – a stick. I had no instructions or ideas of what to do with a yard-long stick, 18 inches of red and 18 inches of blue and pointed at both ends. I worried about it for a few days and gave up.
It was at least 3 years later the stick reappeared. I was doing some energy work on the Other side. There were 2 energy fields colliding with abrasive edges and someone had asked me (and probably others) to smooth it out. Insert stick and job done. I attempted to remove the stick to maybe use again. No. The stick stayed. My present had been used.
3 years earlier did the butterflies know that I was going to need that stick for that purpose? Or, did I, or someone, program the stick to fulfill a need at that moment? Does it matter?
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