Reflections of a Lightworker and Channeler
Dialogues through channeled writings . . .

   I am what would be generally considered a first wave Earth volunteer. My presence as a Spark of All-That-Is, as one of many, was part of a plan created out of time to respond to the call to assist humanity and Earth to lift in frequency through anchoring the vibration of love. The mission was ascension of spirit in form, together as one.

   There were others who came before me, others mostly unknown, as I, who remained in the background, silent ambassadors of light who, upon birth into human body, lost most, if not all, of their memory of the mission and their part in it. My maternal grandmother was one such ambassador.

   After birth, she retained bits of knowing of the reality beyond this third dimension, glimpses that she held within and did not share. The world was not ready to perceive in a new way and accept a new truth. Feet were firmly planted for stability into the firmament of beliefs of previous generations. The fear of the precariousness of life required a feeling of safety through conformity.

   A few ventured out of conformity, though, bravely shining their authentic light for those curious enough to be drawn to take notice. These were the light ambassadors who wrote the books that I was guided to read. Ancient writings and mystery school teachings of the ascended masters and higher dimensional beings, transcribed or channeled, left for those of us who would come later to remind us of who we are and why we are here. To remind us that we are here on purpose, by choice, out of love for humanity and All-That-Is.

   Often, as frequent travelers to Earth, embedding our individual consciousness in body within particular lineages throughout time, we were the ancestors leaving the messages for ourselves to find in the future. Like a treasure map containing clues that would lead us to ourselves through expanded awareness.

   I have been passed one of many torches to provide an illuminated path for others to walk, and then fly, once they recognize that they have always had wings. It is a role with which I, as soul, am familiar, but one in which I have had to become reaccustomed in this life. 

   I feel the blessing of the opportunity to be a participant in this beautiful adventure. My heart is full.