4-27-18 Message from the Great Council of the Grandmothers
“We have come to help you be free to be your divine self,” the Grandmothers said and I nodded. “Remember,” they said, “it is not by doing that you become one with Us. No!” they declared. “Doing will not give you joy and oneness with God. Action is part of the energy of yang and yang energy has its place in the world, but doing will not bring you into union with God.
“Being will,” they said. “By being who you are; by being at one with divinity, you will save yourself. This is also how you will save your planet. We remind you that you have been called to us, and your being called is no accident. Nor is it an accident to have received our empowerment.”
The Grandmothers stood quietly with their eyes on me and said, “Take a moment to focus on your union with us. Let yourself feel what it’s like to be held in a nest of love.” Dutifully I closed my eyes and thought of opening to this nest they were describing and felt myself ensconced in coziness. Warm and safe, comfortable and comforted. As I nestled in deeper, my mind calmed, my body hummed, and my heart began to sing …
“The joy you are feeling,” they said, “is more than you can contain. You are living in a sea of energy, and that sea is full of joy. Let it flow.
“Feel your body,” they said. “Note the expansion within you and keep your focus there. And from this experience of union,” they promised, “will come great good.” I’d read of people having this experience — yogis and such — but now I was living it. Waves of energy were rising and falling inside me, coming on so fast they made it impossible for me to speak.
“What you’re feeling marks a change in your vibration,” they said, speaking softly to reassure me and help me ground myself. “You’ll get used to it,” they promised. “Watch now as joy pours from your heart, flooding throughout this city, throughout all of Southern California. It will wash over the entire Earth and over the universe, filling everything. Holding all life in love …
“Each time you turn within and open like this,” they said, “the reservoir of beauty/power within you will grow … So sit quietly,” they said, “and recognize your true identity.”
Chapter 11, p. 144-145, Our Love is Our Power by Sharon McErlane