This is my personal story, but it is relevant to all human beings . . .
A few months ago I was in the shower and my inner-planes mentor ThothHorRa began communicating with me. This often happens when I am in the shower – I think water is a conduit for more than we realize. What prompted this communion: I had been playing “What If” – what if I had not followed my life’s work with the Akasha and “channeling.” What if I had instead pursued a career as a singer, like I had started to do in my teens? Or maybe something else, like a service directly related to helping people in a very real and tangible way?
I am 64 years old. I began conscious dedication to the life path I am on at the age of 17. I have done nothing but this work since then, with the exception of a 6 month period at the age of 18 working in Dairy Queen, where I dropped the red ink pad into the cherry syrup. The manager fished it out and then drawled, “Well at least it’s the same color” and he continued to serve they syrup! I promptly left my promising career in the fast food ( I use the word “food” loosely) business.
So in the shower I was thinking this “What If” and wondering how many people really were being helped by my rather high-faluting and far-out information that I cannot even say with absolutely certainty is REAL? Yes, I receive kudos from persons every so often…but I reach so few and is it even that important? Most people can’t understand much of what I write. I have been unable to make a living at it, despite all my efforts (although blessed to somehow have what I truly need anyway – one miracle at a time).
As I submerged myself into this morass of doubt and speculation, so Thoth entered my realm. He spoke to me of “timelines” first. He said that there are the major planetary timelines, but then there other kinds – right down to the sub-atomic structure. We as humans, change the timeline of our personal soul direction several times in one life experience. He then revealed to me some of these changes in my past.
When I wrote my manuscript Red Tree (as Christine Hayes) I was 20 years old and living with my mother in San Antonio, Texas. We met the editor-owner of a local publishing company. Her company, “Naylor” published Texas history and lore. However, she was so taken by Red Tree (on Lemuria and Atlantis basically) that she decided to publish it. She was not really into New Age stuff (this was 1969) but she seemed to have an awakening moment with this manuscript. So we began with her the process of getting my book into print. During this time (she later told my mother and I) she was sitting in her office one day and her secretary said there were two people she did not know who wished to see her. She had them come in. She relayed that at this point, her sense of reality seemed to blur, but she did remember that a young-looking man and woman sat down opposite her and said something to the effect that it would not be a good thing for her to publish my book. She was not to do this. Then they got up and left. She was shaken by this experience. Who were they and how did they know about my book – we had just begun the process of getting it ready for publishing. And then there was that strange non-reality of the whole episode.
Some days (or maybe weeks) later, the same thing happened again, only this time it was a different young couple. These two seemed to fill the room with a good feeling the moment they walked in, Still an aura of unreality seized her. Once again she could not remember much about it afterward, except that they told her it was very important to publish my book, It was the right thing to do. When the editor relayed these happenings to us, the look on her face was reminiscent of a person who was talking about an otherworldly “visitation.”
After the book was published, the editor instructed her staff to contact the Mike Douglas Show in Los Angeles to see if they would have me on the program. This was standard procedure for Naylor. They had a contact phone number which they would call and give a pitch for the book over the phone. If the person on the other end liked it, they would tell the Naylor people to send them a copy to review. The same person did not always answer this phone, but it was the right office to call. So this was done. A person answered the phone saying “The Mike Douglas Show” such-and-such department and his name. The Naylor representative gave the pitch and the Douglas guy told him to send a copy of the book. So a copy was sent. A long time passed. The Naylor person called back the same phone number and another man answered. Naylor asked if they had reviewed Red Tree. This man said that he didn’t know anything about such a book. When the Naylor rep gave the name of the person he had previously spoken with about it, this man said that no such person worked there or ever had! They had never received the copy of Red Tree.
The editor of Naylor was so dumbfounded, she just let the whole matter drop. Not much was done to promote my book after that and only a short time later the Naylor Company went bankrupt. The editor gave no reason for this to us. It just happened.
So I said to Thoth…well what was so important about that book? I mean, it was just history of a long ago time, if real at all. He informed me that it was not this book which was important in and of itself, but the timeline it would take me down, had it been more successful (instead of taking a nose-dive into obscurity as it did). He continued, humanity for the most part do not realize how they effect mass reality by doing small things in their lives. Obviously such a book would never had been a big hit. But something, somewhere along that timeline (had it not be diverted) would have made a difference in the mass consciousness and thus effected the major timeline.
Then he switched the view to another time in my past.
It was 1976 or 77. My mother and I were living in Carmel, California. I had been asked to go there by the Ultras I was by then communing with. This was just before Thoth came on the scene consciously for me. I knew I had a “benefactor” but the Ultras working with me had said he would not be presented yet. This would happen in August of 1977. So what happened next was just prior to Thoth’s entry for me.
I had a female friend – I will call her here Dana, who had been living with us in Salt Lake City, where we had previously been residing. Dana had come with us from Texas to SLC, as she wished to be in on the experiences we were having, and take the “journey” with us. However, she had met a man (I will call him Bobby) and had gone to live with him in Arizona. As far as I knew, she was quite happy. We wrote each other letters (no email then) and all seemed well. My mother and I had met him and he seemed like a nice guy. I had not the slightest concern about Dana and her life until Noel (the main Ultra working with me) contacted me one day and stated that Dana’s life was in danger. She must get away from Bobby immediately! Well . . .
I was mortified, to say the least. I replied that I could not possibly tell my friend this! She was HAPPY with this man. But how could I NOT tell her? I anguished over it for it some hours and then finally relented and wrote her a letter (I didn’t have a phone number for her). About a week later I received a call from Dana. She was calling from a phone booth and her voice was shaking. She proceeded to divulge her current state of affairs. Bobby had been very possessive and jealous. He would not allow her to go anywhere without him and would lock her in their bedroom when he went out alone. She had told no one about this – certainly not me. Somehow, she had gotten out and was now in the phone booth. She asked me what she should do next. . .me. I was supposed to tell her what to do next. Well, I had no idea. So I went to Noel, who translated for me HER guide Ishmael, who said she was to go to Sedona and stay there for awhile. Dana responded that she didn’t know anyone in Sedona. She wanted to come to me in Carmel. I received loud and clear “No, she is not to come to Carmel.” I opened my mouth and said, “Of course, Dana, you can come here.”
She did. My mother and I lived in a very tiny cottage by the sea. There was no room for Dana, so she took another cottage nearby (these were a bunch of tourist cottages).
Well of course Bobby knew right where to find her. She was with us in our cottage when he banged on the door, yelling for her to come out. She climbed out the back window, jumped in her car and took off. Bobby in hot pursuit, but she lost him. About a week past and Dana had seen no more of Bobby. She now had a job in Monterrey.
Then one night we heard a polite knock on the door. The man identified himself as a detective. He was in plain clothes, but showed us his badge so we let him in. He informed us that as Dana had been leaving her work place, walking across the street to her car, Bobby had shot her with a shotgun! It had hit her in the hip. She was in the hospital now and doing okay, as it was a light wound.
Then he told us that we should get out of here. When he said this he looked scared. Not a good sign. Apparently Dana had told him that Bobby had always been talking about me, saying I was a bad influence on her. She and the detective felt my life was now in danger.
Well, we wanted to get on a plane and vamoose! But Noel came through and said, no don’t leave Carmel – drive up to Carmel Valley and stay there. We did. The next day the detective called us. Bobby had been pulled over by the police, but before they could get to the car, he killed himself. On the car seat was a letter he had written, saying he was going to the hospital to kill Dana and then to our cottage and kill me and leave my mother alive to suffer. End of story.
So in laying out to me these two examples, Thoth said that in both these instances, by timeline was drastically altered. He then stated that much had come together to bring me to where I was now. I said, well where AM I? I mean, l live alone with my cats and rarely go anywhere due to health. I do a few sessions, put out these little articles and the videos that hardly anyone sees….not a lot. It was then he told me that I would…or have in the past (this part wasn’t clear to me) touch someone who would touch someone (or several someones), etc to change the main timeline in a way that needed to happen. Wow! Well, okay. So I dried myself off and went to my computer, where I would spend the rest of the day, as usual.
About an hour later I was on FaceBook, when a private message popped up from someone I did not know…and before my unbelieving eyes I read (I have permission to share this):
Hello there from London just a quick line. no response needed. I started reading your blogs and material around 7 years ago and it sparked a burning interest in history and anthropology that I have kept alive since! I was 22 back then and I’m approaching my 30s now. Your blog was literally the gateway to 7 years of spiritual and esoteric studies.
It took me on a true magical journey where I met many good friends and learned loads. I was a young slightly scared unemployed mum back them who was in the wrong crowd. Your writings gave me the strength to straighten out my life and raise my son in a spiritual way. And of course my son knows who Thoth is Now we live in a safe clean neighborhood not far from Saint Pauls.
One day Ill tell you the full story and its a strange story indeed But most importantly I was able to rebuild my relationship with my parents in a way I never thought possible the are very proud that I actually took the spiritual path.
Is this the first person in the chain of people Thoth mentioned? I don’t know. But I do know that her contacting me only an hour after my conversation with Thoth was no coincidence.
Here is the important message of the story . . .
Each and every one of us makes decisions that create new timelines on some level that can, and often do, effect the main timeline of the planet – of our shared human experience. When you desire to do good your connections will work for the good of the whole in ways you cannot begin to imagine! And then there is the fact that we are often LIGHT ANCHORS in the Earth at certain places we go or live – even if we just sit there. But that is another story. All potentials and possibles await us somewhere over the rainbow.
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