EPISODIOS XXXVII TO XL
Because the European tour has been so rapid and intense, we could not keep uploading the information daily or making videos as were doing so far. For this reason, to keep up with all, we decided to prepare these summaries about the passing through this continent, hoping to extend them in due course.
Thanks for your comprehension!
THE EUROPEAN PATH II
FRANCE
Paris, the ones close to Isis
France hides one of the most important enigmas of our tour and from history. For over 7000 years, migratory peoples crossed these lands leaving their mark in caves and ancient settlements. Over time, the whole region became known as Gaul, also composed of regions such as Brittany and Aquitaine, the most famous, territories that were born from the Celtic people. Gaul and its people shared a deep belief and tradition: the Sacred Feminine. Since those ancient times, images of brown women filled the land of southern Gaul, calling Mother Goddess, or Mother Earth, the goddess of fertility, procreation, life and wisdom. The Gauls resisted the Romans for a long time until they were overpowered and made part of the Great Italian Empire. This made, immediately after the adoption of Christianity by the Roman government, all European pagan images disappear, leaving virtually clear of its ancestral legacy.
But some symbols may never be eradicated from European cultures, and therefore, the Vatican had no choice but to incorporate them into their beliefs with the name of Saints, Martyrs and Virgins ... In Gaul, that famous image of Mother Earth became the Black Virgin, and was able to survive the blows of history.
La Virgen Morena (the Black Virgin) was an emblem of femininity protection worldwide. From all parts of the ancient world, people travelled to Gaul to worship the Virgin. From Scotland and Ireland to Switzerland and Catalonia, through all the current French territory, the importance of women in the Divinity was essential.
It was for this reason that a few thousand years ago, Middle Eastern tribes who ruled the Nile, after exile by the great changes that happened in that region, sought to protect the legacy of the Goddess Mother, initiating a sacred path, the path of the Flower, of the Rose, founding a new place to raise their temples, where they knew the Goddess would be welcome.
For this reason, the brotherhood of Issa’s Custodians, the goddess of Wisdom and Life, daughter of Hathor, the Mother of All, migrated north to the still nonexistent Gaul and, on a small island, guarded by the arms of a river that surrounds and embraces it, founded the temple to Isis.
This fortress was called the Home of Issa, the House of the Goddess Isis, which in the old language from the Nile was Par Isi. That island, after the arrival of the Romans, was captured and its name is lost to history, until centuries later was retrieved to name the just born latin city of Paris.
Undoubtedly, our journey was taking us there.
From Armenia, while seeing the Mother of the Nation, who is an idea of what was their true Goddess, Anahit, we begin to understand the meaning of the next stretch of road.
Anahit, spelled backwards, becomes the name of the latin goddess Diana, known in Greece as Artemis, called by the Egyptians as Isis, indicating that since that country at the south of the Caucasus, our next section of the Path would be called by name the of the Feminine Divine: The Way of Isis.
About 5000 years ago, the power of the Earth changed from female to male. For some magnetic reason, the global awareness left to see the sun and the earth as part of the Mother, and began to see it as part of a Father.Many barbarians took this fact like a fall in woman’s evolution, and that she was no good for survival to the new world’s demands. For this reason, the woman and the female figure were used as a degrading image, confusing, as witches, as who could not guide anyone. The women were mostly punished to do their work, and the strength of co-creation they used to have, slowly faded.
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Many men and women, however, maintained that legacy afire, often hidden, so that the flame never ceases to radiate.
The male eventually controlled the feminine, and the strongest image of this was the legacy that Jesus of Nazareth left to Europe.
When he chooses Miriam of Migdal as the mother of his offspring and as guide and successor of his legacy, Shimon or Peter forces her into exile, staying himself in charge of Jesus’ legacy...
¿What does this mean to us?
Europe is the Continent that represents the planetary Heart. This heart beats to sustain the whole organism’s Life, and each of its beats moves the rest of the world that it´s connected to it.
This heart it´s the Mother heart, the one able to keep, unconditionally, the balance between everyone...
But since the control of both religion and politics and economics were all taken by the Man masculine, the beat of the Heart ceased to be unconditional with her children and began to be cumulative and competitive. The neutrality has ceased to exist and duality appeared. The world now moves under male norms.
The problem is not the masculine energy, but its excess. Both energies must act alike, but the male energy, even today, acts in women. The fact that there are today women present in governments and economy does not mean the feminine energy is back, because this, in most cases, is trying to imitate the male energy.
Both energies should be maintained in a balance of neutrality and unconditionality, in which the female energy generates and the male energy contains and guides, but for that, the Heart must reactivate the energy of the Mother. The arrow of Artemis was crossing through Paris and we knew very well where it was pointing: Notre Dame.
Notre Dame Cathedral was built by Christians, having make it collapse a long time ago the true temple of Isis and built up a church to Our Lady, the Virgin. But its foundations are still those built by the Par Isi time ago.
We were there to make the energy of the Île de France (France Island) remind that Isis was still remembered and that the sense of that city´s foundation would be resumed.
With Diego we talked about how this city had naturally become, despite being one of the most dirty and disgusting in history, an emblem of Love, Romance, a symbol that every woman in the world wanted: Paris. Women were naturally attracted from all over the world to this city.
Calling the attention to its name, to its symbols, perhaps all this love would make more sense than the one now has.
There was pointing the arrow of Artemis, and the tip of the spear was shown by one of the most iconic women in French history.
Magdalene and Mary had been exiled to Gaul, where the descendants of Jesus were hidden at the north of the Pyrenees.
But her strength continued in the region women and, among them, a very important one, the craziest one of history: Joan of Arc.
Joan had practically freed France from the English led by what she called: the voice of God.
Condemned to the stake for criticizing the Church, became a symbol of power that, even today, remains in cathedrals, such as the Madeleine.
In Paris, the Madeleine went through many stages, but still looks attractive to everyone: is the rarest Church built in the shape of a Greek Pantheon.
Possessing the most emblematic and controversial name of Christian history, today is custody the images of several significant women in the history of France.
Like Notre Dame, inside there is an image of Joan of Arc listening to God with her spear in hand ... the spear that ends up as a Lis Flower.
The Lis lily was a symbol of the holy trinity, of the femininity, that many fraternities chose to keep the old legacy.
But the spear was telling us something else ... that point, sharp and tall ... like the spear of Artemis ... So watching it, I saw it. Millions of women of the whole world put their awareness on this city, specifically their desire is to be activated in complete happiness just at the tip of the Spear of Artemis: the Eiffel Tower.
Such iron weapons could not have been put there just because. Universally, everything has a meaning. Many French people have complained about that tower, which was breaking the view of Paris. However, today the world knows Paris for that tower, and millions of minds every day watch it. That lance functions as an energy antenna that, properly used, can generate the flowering of the Lance, of Lis.
"Only doing the Lis flourish, the lance could activate the Isis Path, creating a pattern of Light over Paris, capable of reactivating its legacy, which will hit the million of consciousness that look at this tower."
Diego and I put one on each side of the Tower, where there are two artificial lakes in the two parks. One on each side did his activation job, feeling the energy of the Eiffel Tower rising and activating a pattern over Paris. The antenna should work, and we were told:
"In the next time something will happen to the Tower, making everyone look at it on the same day. When the eyes will be connected with that fact, the tower will be activated, and will blossom to the world ... "
We deliver our statue of Isis with the Towei Lumbar at the Seine River, on the banks of Notre Dame, to activate and honour the island of Isis.
Paris and France hid hundreds of secrets that will begin to be connected with the American history.
England
The Avalon lands
Getting to England would be a surprise, because two people were waiting for us that we never believe we could find there.
A few weeks ago, we received an email from Silvina, from Argentina. Silvina is our advice on many aspects, but especially in 3D.
She went to the 11:11 gathering at Capilla, but seemed that she had not been there as she didn´t noticed anything about what happened there. And her sentence was: I do not follow this guy even being crazy.
Without knowing us, not more than two weeks after she become to be our advisor, which led her to begin to worry or to take care on issues that go beyond the 3D. This led her to find many information that has been useful for our way, as Montevecchia, but, unintentionally, this was the time for her to be with us.
By the way, my dentist's wife, who now channels info, received a message for her with some drawings. They had no sense at first, but searching the internet, they found that it was a crop circle appeared in Avebury, England. It looked like a clock, but in reality, it marked a planetary alignment. They said in the message that she should be there, so she phoned us. The question was, "when will you be in England, because I'm going there in a few days. When we said the dates, they were the same days when she could be there ... and so, we met in London.
But another meeting was taking place the same way. Neil had continued his journey through Siberia and then had been in Japan. He had only 4 days to return to Bath, his city, and rearranged before moving on. Those 4 days were precisely those that we would be in Bath.
Again, we were 4.
The expectations about the land of Avalon, the lost city of the stories of King Arthur, were big, and that's why they were all threw down. In all the visits we made ... we could only stay asleep. There was no way to investigate.
We arrived at Avebury, and slept under a tree. We arrived at the Glastonbury Tor Tower ... and fell asleep for hours. There was something underground that made us want to lie back and just sleep. There, in the Tor, I could feel the heartbeat of the earth while I was sleeping, as if something from underneath was telling us: "Sit back on me and let yourself go, relax and listen"; I didn´t understand much the energy of the place, but it was only requesting that.
Meantime, I wake up and see Diego and Silvina sleeping on the grass too. And I think: We need a drum ... it must be a drum!And in that moment, in the centre of the tower on the hill, a boy begins to play a drum loudly ... it sound was flooding us, and we returned to slumber.
I had lived a greater magic of Merlin and Arthur in the land of Montserrat ... but in Avalon something just seemed to want us to watch ourselves, our actions, our reactions, our interior. The energy of the Goddess in the south land of England is very strong, is still present and we felt welcome by her through that deep sleep.
The last day we went to Avebury and there a magical atmosphere was created when, after a bright sun, I was asking the rain and storm to bless our work. In a flash, thunders and rain surrounded us. Under 4 huge trees we put three large candles and set up an altar to the goddess. We radiate from the Heart what each one felt.
In my case, I felt at that time we should harness the power of ancestors activate part of the female heart.
A beat was generated in the voice, and at the end, the rain was gone and the sun was out again. The elementals were present with us at that time.
There were blessed the stones that would anchor the work of what we were to understand.
What we did at that time, during rain, was to announce and to seek for the beings collaboration to strengthen the field of something very big that, in conscience, should begin to be activated.
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What we were shown was the work that we should perform in the coming days. We had gathered to learn that, from there, an expansion should be done: to turn around the clock to turn it on. They showed three points that would trigger the "Big Dove". A year ago, a being had told Diego, a friend and me that, when the universe beings showed the ancient humans what was the holy trinity, they showed them the lights and shapes that are projected waving. Seeing these forms moving like wings between the rays of light, humans related them to the bird closest to them: the pigeons. Therefore, the Dove became the symbol of the Holy Spirit and is shown spreading its wings into the divine triangle.
They said that the Dove must fly, that it was its time, and that, to do so, the three points that form it must be activated: the Planetary Heart Triangle.
The reason of being the four there was because, the day we would split, we were going each at the point of the sacred triangle that the ancients had marked as the Earth Sacred Heart Protection: Silvina was going to Galicia, to Finisterre specifically, to help organize the meeting; we were going to Scotland and Ireland, and Neil was going to a meditation retreat to a town at the south of France. Incredibly, things were settling so that we can do our job.
Thus, from these three points we would start the activation by turning this triangle, holding it in consciousness with the delivery of the stones which we blessed in the trees, and thus allow the clock turn, creating a huge circle revolving around Western Europe....
In that region, between the giant rocks placed by mankind millennia ago, I could hear a message. Someone told me: "When you have been able to let go and once and for ever you value what you do, and when you have learnt to spread your wings and fly like a dove, you will recognize the force of time and you may use it at your mercy." The image of that watch that Silvina had channelled came to my mind. The question was: when?
We noticed that we went to Avebury, to the place where had appeared that Crop Circle in 2011, the very day of its appearance a year later.
Without realizing it, we were there like celebrating a birthday, receiving from the same land where that message came the energy it wanted to offer to us.
And the answer to that would appear within days of leaving England.
We begin to receive emails about a new Crop Circle.
Just the last day we were in England, in Bath, on June 1st, appeared the first Crop Circle of 2012 in a village near Avebury, on the road to Bath, by that route we had passed over more than three times. The new Crop Circle was a clock, namely a Polar Clock. "The time", I thought, "they are giving us the time, is the answer to our question". And the response was impressive, at least for me...
The Polar Clock at Avebury fields was showing the date August 4th at 17 pm ...
That same day is my 25th birthday ... and we would be exactly on a land that I had long known is a clock: Galapagos.
These islands of Ecuador were in my dreams since I was 5 years old, I used to endlessly draw them and its giant tortoises. I knew early that I wanted to be there for my birthday ... and now made sense. Galapagos is to South America a constant energy flow, and its energy is like a spiral, like a clock, that moves the frequency towards the Andes. I knew this year I must be there to move the clock... and now, a crop circle gave us the exact time of that work.
Just the last day we were in England, in Bath, on June 1st, appeared the first Crop Circle of 2012 in a village near Avebury, on the road to Bath, by that route we had passed over more than three times. The new Crop Circle was a clock, namely a Polar Clock. "The time", I thought, "they are giving us the time, is the answer to our question". And the response was impressive, at least for me...
The Polar Clock at Avebury fields was showing the date August 4th at 17 pm ...
That same day is my 25th birthday ... and we would be exactly on a land that I had long known is a clock: Galapagos.
These islands of Ecuador were in my dreams since I was 5 years old, I used to endlessly draw them and its giant tortoises. I knew early that I wanted to be there for my birthday ... and now made sense. Galapagos is to South America a constant energy flow, and its energy is like a spiral, like a clock, that moves the frequency towards the Andes. I knew this year I must be there to move the clock... and now, a crop circle gave us the exact time of that work.
SCOTLAND
Arthur's SwordThat morning we were about to leave, as we prepared our baggage, Neil comes over and tells us about the art he has at home. His whole house is filled with paintings and sculptures that he makes, but these pictures were of someone else. They had attracted our attention in these days, but we did not give them the importance that they really content.
He came with a smile and said: that picture is of a small island called Iona, I’ve been baptized there... that picture is also Iona, and that one is about Iona, and that other one is Iona too..!
For some reason he repeated picture by picture the name of the island, until he came to show an aerial photo. Iona was a small island at the west of Scotland.
Neil and his brother had been baptized in the cathedral, because his father helped to rebuild it.
He said it was very difficult to get there, it had to be taken several ferries and driving, and was very far from where we would go: Roslin.
At Edinburgh, we found that Roslin had a hidden secret that would be the key to our journey.
The Roslin Chapel was built by Masons and paid for by Templars. Many mysteries surround it, as well as being one of the places where they took refuge the Saint Claire family, the supposed descendants of Jesus. But there was another enigma that was threading much of our journey.
Looking for information, we come to the website of a musician, Stuart Mitchell, who, along with his father, had discovered amazing things about the chapel: it was built based on Sounds.
All the chapel represented musical notes, which, together, could generate a vibration such that shaped different patterns, such as strange crosses, all them also drawn in the chapel.
Roslin was a construction made by the sound and its secrets. Something we saw from South Africa, Australia, Bosnia, Armenia, Egypt is that all the discoverers of the ancient mysteries seemed to be musicians, and the key was: the music is the basis of creation, of architecture. When we forgot that we lost the notion of who we are as a society.
Looking for more information on architecture and sound, we came across a website that explained the history of many hidden truths. Among them, that the Templars and the Freemasons had guarded the secrets of the Temple, of Jerusalem, the remains of the Library of Alexandria, of Jesus descendents, and that many people around the Mediterranean had related the female custody, the divinity honouring, with song and architecture.
In Egypt the Hathors, followers of the mother Goddess, sang strange songs that could surpass the known levels to build and connect with the universe.
Sound techniques were employed in the construction of temples and pyramids; some of those keys passed from generation to generation, passing through the famous Ionians in Greece, who gave birth to the first level of capitals on the Greco-Latin columns ... But all of them had something to sought and hid between music and architecture. And we got that key from the Ionians.
For many centuries the lonians themselves, followers of the Mother Goddess Diana, migrated through Europe to reach a small island. That island was known for the island of the Ionians, ie the island of Iona ... ... For some reason, within the entire Scottish mainland, the Ionians had chosen this unusual destination to build a major cathedral, the first of Britain; and there, just under his roof, Neil had been baptized and his father had helped rebuild ... There we understood that our constant encounter with Neil took on an important meaning.
Diana was the answer. There, the Ionians and Celts were mixed under Christianity, but never failed to eradicate the image of Diana.
Many centuries ago, the same Ionians, followers of the Mother Goddess Diana, migrated through Europe to reach a small island. That island was known for the island of the Ionians, ie the island of Iona ...
... For some reason, within the entire Scottish mainland, the Ionians had chosen this unusual destination to build a major cathedral, the first of Great Britain; and there, just under its roof, Neil had been baptized, and his father had helped to rebuild ... There we understood that our constant encounter with Neil had taken an important meaning.
Diana was the answer. There, the Ionians and the Celts were mixed under Christianity, but they never eradicated the image of Diana.
Along the west coast of Scotland, the Man Islands kept secrets from the Neolithic: menhirs and dolmens that tell a history of sound and circles, of honouring the Goddess, that the Mediterranean cultures were searching.
These islands were the Face of that man sitting, Britain; and Iona was his Eye. There was the vision, and it was there were the Heart sight must be opened.
For a whole day we travelled back and forth, taking 5 ferries, travelling over 600 kms round trip, to get to Iona. And in its rocky falls into the sea we deposited the Key of Consciousness, the number 23 of this side of the world.
Returning to Edinburgh I felt something I had to do ... while it was getting dark, I saw myself running across the bridge of Edinburgh with my sword in hand.
I recalled a situation: I saw a stone bridge, at dusk, with a long sword 4 or 5 times larger than the one in my hand, and I, dressed in a long robe and a few decades older.
While running, I saw the two situations, and some tears fell down my face. I knew that I had done the same at another time or reality, and the constant thought of "it's now or never, I must do it, the soul must wake up," came to my mind every moment.
On reaching the middle of the bridge, honouring the sunset and the moon rising, I threw the sword into the river that passes under the Forth Bridge, uttering the words, "may this sword wake up your soul and, finally, you can see" ...
The nape is the place where the soul enters and exits the body. Most spiritual connections are made at the nape, which is why when we feel the presence of a ghost, or a being, we feel chills on the nape.
The Firth of Forth is the bay and the river that goes into the neck of the sitting Pharaoh, Britain, exactly in Scotland. There enters the soul of Europe and it should be called to awaken.
I did not quite understand why I did that ... but I would understand later, when an American gentleman would explain it to me not knowing what I had done, already being in Finisterre.
Scotland ... Wake up! Look! Only then we can all wake up!
IRELAND
THE PEOPLE OF DANU
Xavier and Maribel had emailed info about two places to go in Ireland, and were the two places we spent the time to visit: the Hill of Tara, and the Ring of Kerry.
Ireland was the last place pointed by the arrow of Artemis, an enigmatic point in the history of mankind.
It is a green land, related to elementals: elves, fairies, goblins, and their culture, mixed with the Celtic one, is still very much alive.
We thought that our visit there was to do with the elementals ... but the truth is that there was something far more important than was expecting us in these green lands, and all this had to do with something so ridiculous that we laughed at while touring with Neil and Silvina around Stonehenge.
The stone circle of Stonehenge in southern England holds many mysteries, since nobody really knows what they were or how they managed to put them there. Obviously, as elsewhere, the old archaeologists made their ridiculous hypothesis, rafts of cane and wood from North Wales moved each 50 tons rock through Avon river up, to then drag them with donkeys and men to where they are today ... I think that the most logical choice may actually become the legends of the people.
One of the popular stories that have been passed down for generations, is that Stonehenge was not actually built in England but in Ireland, made by giants ... but there was a time when these rocks were in the garden of an old, and devil himself came and stole them, and on his flight they fell off and he accommodated them in England ...
Yes, the story makes no sense ... we laughed when we heard such nonsense!
But beware ... everything is not what appears to be ... the stories last for some reason and are created for some reason, and, often, the simplest or childish answer is usually the right one ... Ireland would show us that truth.
The day we arrived at Ireland, the information we began to discover dazzled us every moment, and Stonehenge´s fairy tale began to look much more seriously.
Thousands of years ago Ireland was inhabited by some European aboriginal tribes. These humans lived by hunting and gathering, until one day they found themselves threatened.
This people, the Connemara, used to live mainly in the region now called Galway, at western Ireland. But several groups spread throughout the green island. When began a major climate change, their lives changed, because from the South arrived foreign invaders. Giants. These huge dark men came to Ireland from Africa bringing huge rocks that they placed in circles. The Connemara felt threatened, as these giants, called Fomorians, wanted to take the whole island. But the legend tells that suddenly one day huge flying crafts appeared surrounded by dark clouds, and landed on the mountains of Connemara. They were burned to leave no record of their origin, but its people began to inhabit the islands.
These beings were blond, white skin and blue eyes, and called themselves the Thuata Dé Danaan ... that is, the People of the Goddess Danu.
They fought with the Fomorians, preventing them from entering the island of Ireland.
The last battles to rid these lands were fought in the north of Spain, even in Galicia, the last point of the World. This way, the Thuatas freed the humans in successive battles, imprisoning the giants underground.
This people followed the goddess Danu, which comes from the name Dana, Diana, Artemis, Anahit, Issa ...
It is believed by the etymology that their ships came from somewhere around the Caspian Sea ... That enlightened us ... Armenia!
If we remember, the Noah "ship" fell after the weather change on Mount Ararat and his children were the offspring that would create the following peoples; among them, Haik, who led the Armenians, but also others. One of them, Tor, went to the Celtic lands, including Ireland.
All stories related to each other, and that was making us desperate.
It is said that the Thuata Dé Danaan built a temple on a hill of stones and wood in a circle, where, after their departure, the stones would tell the men who shall reign over them.
This hill has the name of Tara, the name of one of the ancient sacred Goddesses. At its peak, there is only a stone, the Stone of the King. Even today many go to the rock to try to hear his name. If the stone says his name, then that person becomes the King of Ireland.
The Hill of Tara is a beautiful garden where the Druids learned and taught about alchemy ... and there it was the other part of the story.
The garden of the old woman ... Tara, where the stones were in that circular temple (now nonexistent), in which only remains slight wells of what once was the site of the large rocks.
And there was the druid, the devil ...
After the arrival of Christianity, many of the ancient traditions were threatened and many of them were seen or treated as the very arts of the Devil.
One legend says that instead of the Devil, was Merlin who carried the stones to England.
Merlin, the magician, was a druid who thousands of years ago, following the pattern of magnetism of the earth, knew that the flow of the Heart had moved from Tara to Avalon and so, from the Garden, the stones were moved by Alchemy to the lands of the King of the Round Table, where now the stones would tell Arthur that he should reign.
The story of Arthur is much older than what the books tell, and goes back thousands of years, not just at the time of the Crusades.
In the movie "The Mists of Avalon" is very well shown the true story that we can read between the lines. Maybe one day we can do a whole text with the analysis of the story of Arthur, that, even from China, is providing us with answers.
Thus, with the Christianity many names were changed: Merlin to Diablo, Potei Don (Father Divine) to Patrik, and who was converted into a Saint; Danu to Brigit, another name of the goddess, which, as it couldn´t be removed, became St. Bridget.
The whole story began to unravel. How the stories of South Africa in Waterval Boven, Armenia, Israel, all were associated with Ireland, Merlin, Avalon and the mother goddess ...
The Way of Isis brought us an awakening far greater than we expected.
The reactivation of a legacy that has created us as mankind that, through the path of the goddess, re-emerges again with her tools, to offer to us what we need to recognize:
Who are we and where are we going?
The little Dove, Ireland, was beginning to fly, and from her heart, Tara was sending us to the end of the lands, where the Way of Isis ended in Europe, and where major changes and enlightenment was waiting for us.
The Great Beat was close ...
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