Surrender the mind.

Hope is an antidote to despair; a medicine of the divine healer to keep ourselves prepared for what is coming. The frustration and grief accumulated in the present moment takes away our capacity to create a beautiful future for ourselves. It clouds our hearts and binds ourselves to a repetitive loop of sadness and multiplicity of similar occurrences. Simply because we allow our fears to blindfold ourselves. We cannot see the beauty, the fulfillment that awaits us. It restrains us from following the divine plan.

There are two choices a human being can make in the course of different good and bad events of his life. One is to take charge, believe that we are responsible for setting everything right, to create happiness and fulfillment for ourselves. By allowing ourselves the delusion that we are the doers.  The cause and creation of all events in our lives. It gives us the power to exercise our will and direct the circumstances of our life. It has several disadvantages, primary disadvantage being the limitation of the mind to truly grasp the cause behind our circumstances and thereby creating any random effect because of the choices that we are making.

The other choice is rather simple, in fact too simple for us to believe, accept and to act in accordance with it. That is to follow the divine plan that is essentially designed to see us through the misery and pain into the realm of joy and consciousness. When we understand that all events good or bad ( which is again just a perception of our mind) are in fact created according to the divine plan. It is up to us to accept, learn from such circumstances and trust the divine to see us through both. 

When we remember to remember the divine in our happy moments, it prepares us to go in a similar manner towards facing hardships, loss, sadness or grief. It helps us to accept what our karmas have generated and put before us as these challenges that we must overcome and rise above. Happier times and circumstances would follow as a natural course.

Everything is cyclical in this universe,  birth follows death and death follows the birth, they are inseparable. Similarly happiness follows grief and grief follows happiness. They are both a certainty, the only thing that is changeable in this arrangement is our choice. When we accept hardships as a part of the bigger plan to resolve the imprints of our past actions from our consciousness; we accept it with open arms  and what follows seems more like floating above the circumstances rather then allowing those severe circumstances to drown us in fear and despair.

Choice is always ours, to accept that everything happens for a good reason and trust that the divine force that is testing our mettle through these hardships would make sure that we are not lost in our own darkness.

Every dark cloud has a silver lining and all silver linings exist to define the dark clouds. It up to us to focus of the light that envelops the darkness or to be lost in the darkness by forgetting that there is ought to be light surrounding the darkness.

The Sugar-coated Truth.

Once there was a beautiful girl called Parvati. She was an innocent effervescent being who loved  playing in the mango orchards all day with her friends.

 Rabbits, koyals and monkeys were her friends. She talked little with her human companions and more with the trees, clouds and animals.

One day an old fakir was passing through the village, he saw the little girl in a deep and animated conversation with a mango tree. It made him smile instantaneously. The girl reminded him of the beauty and simplicity of his childhood. 

How he valued and loved all forms of life. He decided that this girl deserves to stay in this blissful innocent state for the rest of her life. 

He walked upto her and offered her an enchanted orange. The girl remembered her mother telling her not to accept gifts from strangers. Though she understood that fakir's intentions were good, she refused his offer. Fakir shrugged his shoulders thinking atleast he tried.

The girl thought about what happened in the day, she decided to talk to the fakir the next morning and accept the orange that she had refused earlier. Fakir waited for her the next day by the orchards and gave her a little peanut instead of an orange. Again because she was conditioned not to demand things from people she gratefully accepted what he offered. When she ate that small peanut she felt the taste of the sweetest candy filling her mouth. She desired more for that taste, so the next day she waited there for the old fakir. Sure enough he showed up ready with another peanut. 

Days and months passed by, this game continued. Her elder siblings and friends got married one by one and started their own families. Whereas Kaashi desired nothing more than the taste of that enchanting peanut. She cared little about food, clothes or jewels. Her parents finally decided to get her married to a nice boy from a nearby village. She did not protest, the only question that weighed on her mind was what will happen to her fakir and will she be able to live without the everlasting sweet taste of those candies.

She migrated to her new home. Kaashi and her husband laughed, played and enjoyed their domesticity for a few years. Soon something started to gnaw at her being, she missed the fakir and those enchanted peanuts. All she longed for was the deepest truest sweetness that filled her being. She felt more and more empty by the day till she could not take it anymore. She fell severely sick; local healers and vaidhyas could not diagnose the disease that afflicted her. 

Finally the boy's family decided to send her back to her parents. When she reached home her parents were heartbroken to see their vibrant child in that state. She felt better being back under her parents care but she missed her fakir and those candies. She inquired from everyone but nobody had seen him in years. She sighed as she resigned to her fate;  a life without that sweetness.

That night in her dreams fakir showed up, they chatted about old times. Then she asked the fakir about those candy peanuts. He laughed and said there were no peanuts ever. What he offered her was a glimpse of the sweetness of divine. Just a glimpse a day! And she was so hooked that she yearned for the divine, that deep love, she missed it so much that it made her sick with longing.

 It dawned on Kaashi, 'what he said was true he always asked her " Are you hungry child?" When she said "yes". He would touch her forehead and offer her the peanut. The sweetness was never in those peanuts, they could be bought a dime a dozen from anywhere. The deepest fragrant sweetness that blossomed into her, came through the touch that conveyed the divine samadhi  of the Fakir to her. Peanut was just an illusion. She understood the secret and smiled. She took the old fakir blessings and thanked him for helping her to retain the memory of the divine in her being all those years. It was so effortless she thought!

She started her inner journey from that moment onwards. Everything else was unrolling as divine will before her eyes thereafter. All the external circumstances and relationships appeared like a divine play to her. She witnessed, indulged, laughed, played and smiled till she found the right moment to drop the cocoon to join the ever-flowing bliss.

The Phoenix of the Forest.

On the outskirts of the village of Samastipur there was deep dark forest full of dangerous animals. The villagers would even hear tigers distant roars and hyenas laughing in the dark hours of the night. People were afraid to leave their homes after dusk, except one man. His names was Pala, after his mother passed away from prolonged illness his only living relative was his little brother who was brutally tortured to death by a local landowner. His brother worked as an unpaid slave. He died of hunger and overexertion because the landowner refused to give him food.

Pala worked as a woodcutter in the forest. Overtime he became familiar with different pathways leading to rich corners of the kingdom. Sometime he would see opulent wedding procession  passing by. Glittering with gold and diamonds, loaded with all kinds of rich fruits and sweets. It made him feel anguish when he would remember his little brother's shriveled face when he found him, after slogging for months in the forest collecting and selling wood to gather enough money to buy freedom for his brother. 

He left the village experiencing apathy and disapproval from the known faces of his childhood and found his home in the jungle. His anger and frustration with the world grew manifold. Hatred brewed in his veins for years. His inner being hardened  to the beauty of life. He felt almost no connection to life there was not a drop of joy left in his soul. He transformed from a vulnerable and trusting young man to a vengeance seeking sociopath.

He started to terrorize the passers-by with his angry shouting and attempts to attack them with an axe. He developed a reputation of the most dreaded being in the forest. Now he would loot and rob the rich merchants, their wedding processions and hack the bodies of his victims in the most cruel way. Each blow accounting for the cruelty the world bestowed on him. He would crush their heads under boulders and chop of their fingers. He wore the fingers of his victims as garlands around his neck. Soon he came to be known as the dreaded decoit Angulimala ( one who wears garland of fingers). He did not care about the money and jewellery that he robbed from people. All he wanted was to hack and kill, more violence he unleashed on others more hateful he became. Hatred and vengeance became his reason to live. He lived to hate and spew his poison on anyone who crossed his path. His area became marked as the most dangerous zone in the region and was duly avoided by one and all. 

An old monk was about to take that route one morning. The guards warned him and tried to dissuade him from risking his life. The monk gave a radiant smile and said "To me life and death are the same I am beyond both now, they are both beautiful and full of bliss. It is immaterial to me if my fate goes either ways." The guards shrugged their shoulders in disbelieve and let the monk follow his path.

As he came closer to Angulimaal's territory smell of death and rotten flesh hit his senses. He almost felt the forest being angry at the perpetrator for this savagery. Fighting this wave of repulsion he moved further. Now he could sense the deep anger and hatred that reeked through the decoit's body.

He heard his footsteps following him, first out of an impulse to hunt all humans that ever crossed his path, then out of curiosity towards the one who had the courage to face him, the one who is known as death himself!

He mocked the monk "You cant find peace so you came in search of violence".

The monk said "I did, that is why I am here to give it to you.You almost seem belittled Angulimaal! that I am not scared of you."

Offended but intrigued Angulimaal retorted " I think you don't have any peace in you that why you have come to be killed and leave this world because it is irrelevant for you to live neither do you have the pleasures of the world nor do you have inner peace".

The monk calmly replied I can prove it to you that I do have inner peace, if I fail you can butcher me right here at this very spot into a 100 pieces and wear which ever part of the carcass around your neck."

Angulimaal fell for the bait, he agreed, but on the condition that the Monk cannot touch him or try to give him a sermon about peace. Apparently he gave a death sentence to many a fake sadhus who tried to preach him about the law of dharma and karma.

Monk sat right under the very tree banyan tree which was the site of the massacre of numerous innocent beings. He closed his eyes and forgot all about his external existence and went into a deep and blissful union with God. His body exuded the fragrance of a million magnolias that wiped away all the stench that was emanating from the rotten corpses for miles. All the dead bodies decomposed instantly and assimilated with the earth. The monk said a prayer to give peace to all the disambodied souls that were clamoring persistently around Angulimaal asking for the reason why he killed them.

Then the monk moved his focus on Angulimaal and said "why are you so sad Angulimaal?."

Angulimaal broke down sobbing incessantly at his feet. He cried because for the first after his brothers death anyone ever said a kind word to him. He cried for the anguish he felt, the pain and emptiness that turned him into an angry beast. He cried for what he had done, his each act of hatred, each murder flashed before him as he wept. He cried in agony as the enormity of his deeds loomed like a dark shadow over him. 

In between sobs he chided the Monk " why did you not come earlier? Why did you not come to me earlier?"

Monk looked at the vicious criminal that he came searching for, instead he found a rejected, sad and helpless boy hiding in the deep dark cave of his grieve. He said "Because it was not time for me. From the darkest of your acts, the fragrant flower will blossom. I could not have interfered with this divine process, so I had to wait before you could create enough karmas to earn your penance and salvation".

Angulimaal leapt towards his axe in an attempt to kill himself. Monk stopped him and said killing yourself would be a bigger crime than all the death that he has caused in his entire life.

Angulimaal dropped his axe and begged the monk to kill him.

The Monk felt deep compassion for the lost and aggrieved soul. He said "Angulimaal whats done cannot be undone but do good deeds for the rest of your lives and pray for forgiveness to God.Thats your only path to salvation".

Angulimaal touched his feet and took the monk's words to his heart. He lived like a monk, he cleaned the forest of his acts and sat and prayed for peace of each and every person that he had killed.

He looked after each and every tree and sapling in the forest with great reverence and care. He took care of injured and sick animals. He persevered and revered all forms of life. He mediated on the name of God asking for forgiveness. His penance was so sincere and his regret so deep that his heart healed and his being blossomed in that purity. Like a clump of earth mined from the ground holds both gold and dirt, it only reveals the purest metal when it is put through the molten fire.  He did severe penance and found the deep blissful presence of God in his being. He later wrote an epic on the supreme creator in his majestic form on earth.

When he left his body all the birds, animals and trees of the forest sang for the glorious fallen star that rose like a phoenix and claimed his space in the divine realm.

Affirmations on the path.

My  friend picks up her phone to find numerical synchronicity reflecting back at her, showing the time to be 12:12; like several other times past week when she would see 10:10 or 12:34 or several other such chronical coincidences.

Excitedly she asks me every time "PK what does it mean???"

I smile looking at her inner happiness as she is stepping on her inner path. The first few baby steps filled with endless sense of wonder at the things happening around you. Our puny little mind failing to grasp the vastness of the intelligence that created us, the apparently chaotic world with its precise organization.

I see myself in her how I was a decade ago when I got on the path and discovered the same numerical synchronicity. I asked my Guru in the same amazed tone "what does it mean?". He smiled indulgently and said " That means like meets like." I did not quite get it but I was too naive to know such cryptic answers require an inner query but at that stage we are like little toddlers any answer would suffice even if it turns out to be a key to a puzzle and not the answer.

My friend goes all out searching for the meaning of these number on the world wide web. She found sites claiming it is about spiritual journey/ purpose/angelic presence/2012.... and the list goes on. The conjectures are several but the answer is just one. It lies as a very cryptic codes thrown so loudly in our faces and yet we miss them. 

I came across a TV series called The Touch, about a child communicating in numbers instead of words.I jolted a little it's there again! the numbers and synchronicity is back.!!!!

For people on the path sometimes the push becomes so clear through several messages that our inner self starts feeling that we are about to stumble upon some big secret of the universe. It feels like we are on the brink of something so big, so evidently there and yet we are missing it.

It happened once in 2007 when I came upon the principle of relativity given by Einstein (rather the principle of relativity was given to him) and when the message was getting clearer I felt such an excitement of discovering something that is always in front of my eyes. I go through it every day yet when I 'got it' I was overwhelmed by the unfathomable vastness and the meaning it holds.

When such realizations happen we become aware of the divine presence in every thing. All things become sacred all life animate and inanimate becomes divine. A stone on your palms beats and pulsates like our heart. We commune with the universe. The mother invites us to experience the limitlessness of our beings. The curtain lifts and the light show begins.

The signs are very clear we start attracting similar energies, we meet more and more people exploring and trying to figure out 'what it means'.The Mother is bundling up souls so they can progress faster by helping each other. Just like a classroom. 

As we progress further we come across people who are at the same/similar level of spiritual progression.Then it is about recognizing our soul families. Further more we come across those who ARE Divine and yet they do not reveal it. As Ramakrishna Paramahansa once said "True men of God do not smell of Krishna". One's who have found the divine truth are unable to convey the beauty and limitlessness of the divine love surrounding all of us from around and within. When I meet such people I soak in their presence, feel the love they exuberate and get drunk in the bliss they feel. 

By the paths that converge by careful design the creator makes sure his children receive his messages and signs and find confirmation of his love by looking at others on the path.

The beauty of this path is that it has no levels high or low its about going inwards, the deeper we go the enormity of the universe pervades us.

One day we find ourselves sitting in an imperfect world feeling limitless joy filtering through an afternoon sun on a drying spring flower dancing with the wind. The sound of people talking, mixed with honking snarling traffic and dogs barking turns into surreal amalgamation of us reflecting through the windows of our eyes and exploring this beautiful life through our bodies. The infinite joy inside rediscovers the infinite in the ordinary and the mundane. As this discovery dawns upon us nothing remains mundane and no one remains ordinary. Everyone is divine and everything is divinity.

 The Universe is talking to us but are we listening??

The African continent:

A tropical storm:

A galaxy:

An egg:

Human Ear:

Monalisa's Potrait

Water splash from hair

A Shell

Roman cabbage

A Pine Cone

    Fern Plant

All of them are organized in a precise and identical symmetry called the Fibonacci Golden Spiral using the integer sequence 

 

when organized as a spiral it looks like this spiral created by drawing circular arcs connecting the opposite corners of squares. It uses the squares of sizes 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, and 34.

And He Walked On Water..

Alif and Abu were wandering in the deserts of Persia. Ever since their Wali took off from his worldly sojourn. They desired being out in the open with the existence to feel the presence of their divine Wali in the desert air and shifting dunes. It gave their inner being immense peace and oneness to feel the resonance of the distant winds rotating over the untouched pristine landscape.

Alif was a recent disciple compared to Abu who had been serving their master all his life. He was an orphaned boy who was found in a city dump of Basra by Wali. He felt pity for the helpless infant and decided to give him the biggest joy a human being can experience, the joy of oneness with the Creator.

Abu learned about devotion, surrender and non-doing as pathways to God. When he was reaching his youth he came across Alif, an eight year old orphan and a petty thief. He snatched food and money from regular buyers in the bazaar. They knew its the little boy who lives under the debris of an abandoned house. They would forgive him and pray to God to have mercy on the lonely child. One day he snatched bread from Abu's hands and swiftly disappeared in a crowded narrow lane.

Abu was disappointed that his Wali would go without food today. He reached home with a heavy heart to find his Pir smiling knowingly at him. Before he could explain himself, Pir stopped him with a wave of his hand and explained in a soft kind voice. "Abu my son, you should be happy today you met your brother. He will come and meet you  shortly make sure you teach him everything I taught you, in time".Minutes later there was a knock on the door Pir opened it to find Alif standing there he was holding the broken end of kite string that has landed into the Pir's veranda.

Pir smiled mischievously and said "Abu, your brother Alif  is here to see you.".
From that day onwards Pir's humble abode became a home for two orphan boys. They lived in simplicity and with gratitude for God. Till they grew up and became renowned wandering darvesh's in the region. When Pir was taking his last breaths he told the two darvesh to carry the message of God to the far ends of the desert.

The two set out to fulfill the last wish of their master. The winter was harsh that year but they moved on through cold rocky mountain passes singing of his glory. The chirping birds gave the news of coming spring, they welcomed the summer with same joy. Seasons, food, clothes,external circumstances, everything becomes insignificant when you are drunk with the wine of supreme bliss.
They walked bare foot with minimal clothing, ate almost nothing and slept on worn out blankets, their only possession.

One summer noon, the heat was testing the strength of all forms of life in the desert, The two darvesh
walked on. Unmindful of the scorching wind and blowing sand. Singing the praises for God. Alif after a while, could not sustain his blissful state. He noticed how so very hot it was. The skin of his feet felt scaly and calloused. The cracks on his skin were burning and hurting with unspeakable severity. He started to limp and lag behind Abu who was walking ahead singing, unaware of any heat or the feel of burning coal like earth under their feet. Alif finally gave up and asked Abu to stop.

Abu came out of his high state, and found his brother darvesh in extreme state of pain. Surprised he gave a questioning look.
Alif finally asked, "How do you do this my brother? How do you not feel this unbearable heat, how do u appear as if you are walking on dewy soft grass, when my feet feel singed by this burning earth, How?"
Abu smiled, he said "I choose the love of Almighty over my external circumstances, when I feel the burning sand I think of his love and it feels as if a cool mountain stream is running under my feet filling my senses with the healing cool waters, I feel no pain. It may seem that I am walking in this scorching hot desert but to my being it feels as if I am walking in the middle of a cool mountain stream, that is touching and soothing my feet and ankles, taking away all my pain and tiredness, that is how I experience this desert, I do it in his love. It keeps all of us safe, no matter where we are, what we are doing. Sick or healthy, hungry or full, injured or depressed, fulfilled or empty, no external state can even touch or affect us the same way ever. His love carries you through the toughest storms, scorching deserts, thorny forests...absolutely unaffected and unharmed, just like a rose that blooms amid thorns it still remains fragrant, it still remains a rose." 
When you ask me why do I not feel this heat, its because my being is busy feeling the ecstasy of his presence. I feel nothing unpleasant anymore.I am always protected, I am always in bliss".

Alif bowed his head down in embarrassment; he lamented himself for forgetting this truth so easily,  he  saw droplets of clean cool water on Abu's feet, they still looked soaked in the water of that mystic mountain stream.

The Self-fulfilling Prophecy

In was the year 2012, a super being called Mirdal lived around the earth for 28,000 years. His job was to float around the earth and protect it from the negative forces to break into the shield of the earth and penetrate the weather layers of the earth.

Earth though being one of the oldest and strongest planet was still vulnerable to weather related disturbances because she was not given the protective coat by the father. He simply ran out of gaseous plasma by the time earth was ready to explode into reality.

In a hurry they both decided until the time he can gather enough protective sheath of gas around her atmosphere he will send one of his powerful protecting guardians to save it from any external disturbances that can disrupt its delicate cycle.

The father was not ready for what was to be created from the very womb of the earth. Toxic gases started melting out of her core as soon as she exploded into the real world. Sun and Jupiter were exerting their own heat and gravity to protect her from being destroyed. They balanced her out by Jupiter attracting the noxious gas plumes towards himself and the Sun kept on providing heat to prevent her from freezing.

Father knew that the Saturn is coming in a close brush with his daughter and something had to be done to avoid the nascent planet from destruction by the powerful rays of the Saturn. He sent out one his powerful guardians to the external orbit of the earth to guard the life forms that were emerging on the earth which, would eventually lead to the development of a race that would change the course of evolution of the galaxies and the universe itself.

Mirdal descended from the high layers of galaxy Astrada, 7th degree in alignment with the Supersun to shield the daughter earth. Gaia looked benignly at him and blessed him with powers to protect.As soon as he reached close to the earth he fell in love with her beauty. Her gorgeous green plains, colorful life forms that she was shaping in her dreams were bursting into reality in her external forms.

She was in a suspended state of sleep, unaware of her own beauty and poise. He took a deep breath in admiration and embraced her in his protective field and merged with her existence. As it happened the earth shook violently, mountains and new landforms started emerging, goddess cried tears of joyous yet mighty rivers that traveled through her landscape merging into one big ocean.

The gorgeous young earth took her first beautiful breath and woke up to see her own self. She was pleased and ecstatic.Her laughter resonated through the universe. Attracting beautiful yet powerful beings of light from several universes to herself. Such powerful first seven beings left their seeds on earth to develop.

That was the first step of creation of seven races or super civilization of wise men on earth. Peace and harmony was buzzing in the milky way. Pleased with the progress of her the daughter earth Father was relieved.

He knew that Mirdal is doing his job well. Centuries passed by, the wise seed civilizations left their imprints for the lesser humans to follow and ascend in future. After they left there was a phase of eerie silence on earth. The gods in-charge got worried but Earth surprised them again this time as a grown up woman, healthy and strong her signs showed vitality and maturity.

Her physical body had reached the state of perfection, she yawned and woke up shaking and moving her body in a lazy slow stretch, the earth shook again. The mighty animals moved for shelter but all were buried back into the earth as food for the future life forms to come. The seeds left from the early wise civilizations germinated again on different continents that were created from one giant Pangaea. It ripped open when the young mother earth stretched her physical body.

Several centuries passed by,the races evolved physically, emotionally mentally and scientifically.Father felt reassured that Mirdal is doing his job right. The powerful wise co-creators who contributed in the creation of the earth wanted to test her mettle. Now that the earth had grown up and evolved. His children were even allowed to travel physically out of her own dimensions and explore the other planets in space. The co-creators went to the father and took his permission to test the earth by prodding her to evolve back to the high state where she descended from. At first she slowed down her vibrations to condense and create herself now it would be her test to vibrate herself back to super consciousness.

The earth took a long look at her forefathers and agreed for the test.She started putting seed of her own consciousness into her own life forms. In order for her to vibrate higher the beings living on her had to vibrate high enough to endure the changes. Several ascended beings came  down, took birth and trained other souls, some worked from the etheric realms, some worked as guides to the capable earthly humans and propagated their message.

The stage was set, universe was abuzz with excitement. Everybody was ready for the final evolution of the earth. By now she was becoming middle aged it was time for her spiritual progress. She started to shake and churn to dislodge the stagnation created over the years, clean out the debris of her past and align herself to a new vibration.

Suddenly the time came up for the change in the earths guardians, Mirdal had completed the period assigned to him.The universe got alarmed. The dark forces of the universe had been eyeing an opportunity to take over the prodigal daughter and use her for their evil purposes. It was crucial state. Mirdal was summoned back. He looked helplessly at earth, it was time to let go.

She dropped a tear of helpless separation. But her maturity helped her to brace herself and await the new protector. He was descending with the speed of lightning to replace Mirdal in a non fathomable slice of time in the universe. A change that would take place in a miniscule fraction of time that would expose the earth to all kinds of malignant forces waiting for eons to take over. The dark forces had already used their power to convey their message of doom and destruction to the susceptible humans in-order to weaken their vibrations and find an easy pathway to take control.

When the moment of change came father smiled in radiance. He believed in his daughter. He watched in rapt attention along with other co-creators and stake holders. Non interference was the rule of the game.

In the meantime the spiritual messengers embraced humanity in positivity and high vibration. As Mirdal slowly detached earth's emotions showed outwardly. Her oceans churned with deep pain and the deep buried fire pits blasted in anguish. He was letting go for Artherius to take over.

 Each zillionth part of a nano second felt like an eternity to those who were witnessing. Slowly the limbs detached first and she joined her hands with her new guardian. Then came the vital organs Mirdal retreated and Artherius merged his heart with hers, earth melted in pain of separation while she embraced her new protector.

Then came the mental body, this alignment brought a change in the consciousness of all life forms on earth. They suddenly remembered and yearned for the Creator again. The super consciousness was creating pleasurable ripples around her body now. The shift was almost done, barring one last switch, that was a key that went through the primeval cord of the navel of the protector into the belly of the earth connecting her with the super-conscious life force.

It was the almost the 21st day of December 2012 in the earthly time. Mirdal slowly withdrew the key from the womb of the earth and handed it to the Artherius. The earth became asleep for that zillionth part of a nano second of the inter galactic time.

All the god and goddesses surrounded her to protect her when she goes through the switch. Sun and Jupiter came close to beam their protective energy on her. Saturn watched as a witness on the side. Finally Artherius rolled the celestial key back into the earth and woke her back gently. The mother goddess wept tears of joy and the co-fathers bestowed numerous blessing on the earth. It was moment of celestial celebration.

The earth had succeeded in protecting the course of evolution of the universe.
A tear of purest silvery joy rolled out of the Creator's heart it became a bright blue silvery moon that would accompany the earth in her future journey.

The living beings on the planet had started aligning themselves with the new vibration of the mother earth. Those who could not relate to the vibrations took off to the other pockets of the universe where they can work out their progress slowly and rejoin the rest in their journey back to super-light.