A Series of Healings.

An Akashic Construct Participant writes - March 31, 2011.

I AM a Spirit in a body, not the vehicle I reside in. I have been given many blessings and seen things unknown to the world at large from my Father. I do not a single thing of my own accord but always give glory to my Father, because truly we are all connected to him as our human sons and daughters have connections to us. If not for us their parents then they would have never existed. Yet the love we display toward our own children ... it is amazing indeed, beyond words, and I know after becoming acquainted with these Celestials in the service work that they are truly a gift to all mankind.

It is by this trait that I think we are truly made in the image of God, and the love for our Father in heaven descends upon us all.

I am thinking as of late that this dormant ability has been deep inside of me and that it has been awakened like a magnificent upheaval, almost like a second awakening. I am heeded to remember what our beloved Michael said on his final bestowal, "The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit."

I have daily meditated for over a year now, so when I received the Akashic Construct CD. It was a nice change from my regular Adjuster sessions. I feel more comfortable in my library than I do in this consciousness I am encased in on a daily basis. I do not believe myself to be special or holy, just a Son of the Most High and a child of the universe. In essence this is the true nature of us all. I believe that this nature has to be awakened or remembered. I remember feeling my glass lit desk and actually feeling the slide of the glass like I knew without a shadow of a doubt that this was happening on my spirit hands. I remember putting my face down and blowing on the glass just to see if it felt like it did here on earth, and sure enough, it was the same.

Last night I instantly went to my library and I found a doctor there waiting for me. The gentleman was named Dr. Mendoza, if I recall correctly. He wore a long white coat just like a doctor, and was waiting for me with keen interest. This felt like a test without the pressure of being one. I had people literally waiting to see me in my elevator, like they knew me from another time, even though I knew somehow that time wasn't the same here, if it existed at all. I sat quietly at my desk and watched my barometer fall to 7 on my monitor. I recall a Sentinel warrior there watching me with keen interest, he didn't really speak with me: he was just watching patiently and silently with a commanding majestic presence. I remember he was almost nude but it seemed very natural, it was just who he was, and he was a magnificent man indeed.

I also noticed that I looked very different, nothing like the body that I wear, but my spirit or astral body was very different ... yet I knew it was me. The first patient came through and it was a child that had been in some kind of accident. I can't recall the name now, but I do remember he was young with blond hair. The light that poured forth from my hands, and the love that I felt for this child is beyond words. He had been in a car accident, and apparently he was in a coma, and he had somehow found his way to me. When he left he was happy as if he knew everything was going to be OK, and I also knew as he stepped back on that elevator that everything was going to be Ok ... I just knew it.

The next was a middle aged woman with a head injury. I simply placed my hands on her head and she was better. I prayed giving thanks to Michael, the Creator of the universe, and the Spirit of God that lives in me, and it was through this power that she was healed. When that was finished she immediately stepped back onto the elevator and then another little boy was brought to me. He was much smaller, maybe 7 or 8. I didn't see anything physically wrong with him, but I knew he was sick, and I seemed to know exactly what to do. I put my hands on this child and he smiled at me, and I remember him being so thankful, so grateful, as he gazed at me with the eyes of a fatherless son. This felt like an emotional healing, and I recall that more clearly now.

When I was finished, he also got back onto the elevator, and gazed at me just like before as if to say, I wish I could stay with you forever. There were so many people waiting in that elevator, and yet ... that was all I was given for the time being.

The celestials and the doctor began to talk, and apparently they were astounded ... It seemed only natural to me that this was not astounding, it was the work of the living Spirit the living God, and it was He who was working through me. I knew that this was something like a gift of Spirit, and apparently they were shocked at the ease by which it operated through me.

Then one of the most amazing things that has ever happened to me transpired. I realized that I was back in my bed where my body was. There was a beautiful woman of light right there by my bedside. I could not see her with my earthly eyes, but I saw the light and the form of her beauty, beyond human words, that illuminated the very walls of my home. She took my hand ever so gently (I could actually feel her pick it up) and I felt my entire body fill with light like I have never humanly felt. I felt flooded, like I was glowing with light, like every cell of my body had been filled with a love so unspeakable that I longed for it always. This lasted for quite some time, I can't remember the name I got now of this Celestial, but it was a gift, and I cannot find the words to describe it. I remember that shortly after that I fell asleep.

I know that George has worked with the midwayers for quite some years, and they love him greatly. They were the ones that brought me to him, guided me right to his website, and right to his e-mail address, before I ever knew of any of this. I feel so honored to be a part of it all, and it truly is a wonderful gift to see these amazing beings at work. It is true ... seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened to you.

I know that this happened last night, and I just want to see if anything like this has ever happened to anyone else. This was truly something that is beyond words. I cannot deny the love and service these Celestials and Sentinels provide for us, keeping us safe spiritually and astrally when 99.9% of people have no clue about this, and that the Celestials never receive a thank you.

This is my thanks on behalf of all for each and every one of you in this great service work. I applaud your love and effort of behalf of the humans of this planet, even though I know you are fellow humble children in the service of our Father. Even if they cannot thank you I will for them. Yours is truly a rewarding and loving work. I would be honored to be a bigger part of it all. May the Creator keep us always safely in the arms of love, and guide us all with the Spirit of Truth and Discernment. I am so very grateful for the love I have been shown and continue to be shown. It is magnificent indeed -- MichaelX.

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