Hi everyone,
This morning as I connected with my sacred heart energy I invited those from the higher dimensions who would like to blog with us today. First in the queue is Sananda, whose energy is always felt as a loving embrace:
"Greetings friends.
I AM Sananda, you may know me as Jesus.
I look forward to joining you here on many occasions, I enjoy your new technology immensely! You have made much progress since I walked the streets of the Earth.
I have joined you today to share an experience with you that has given me much warmth and joy. I hope it will do the same for you as you go through this confusing time in mankind's history on this planet.
As a young member of the Essene community I was very loved. You may have read recently that this was the branch of the Jewish religion that my earthly family belonged to. As more and more information is uncovered from the writings of that time you are beginning to learn of many discrepancies in your Bible. I would like to say that it is not that these writings are untrue, it is more a case that the writings have been chosen very cleverly by the Church to portray a period in history and make it look somewhat different to what it actually was. This is so.
As writings are coming to light from this time period you will begin to understand more and more that the Essene community was a very loving community. As I said, I grew up feeling very loved. It is this time that I wish to share with you now.
This community shared the burdens of everyday life ( they were not seen as burdens at all), among the list of things to do during the day were jobs like going to the well to draw water for washing and cooking. Cleanliness was very important to us on all levels. This was a job for the children as they grew and were being given responsibilities, before this time it was a job that was completed by the women in the village. Very rarely did the men go to fetch water. But it was a job that the young men were taught to do. So everyone in the village knew how to do this job. Do you understand this. It was the main domain of the women, it was also a time when the women in the village got together and talked and passed on information. It was their time together. As young boys we were allowed to accompany our mothers so we learnt as we grew. As we became strong enough to hold the water we helped our mothers. When we were strong enough we could take some of this burden away from our mothers and allow them to sit and rest and talk freely with the other women in the village.
This was not a job that we begrudged. We chose to do this so that our mothers could be given some time to themselves. They worked hard always within the community. It felt good to be able to give them a little time to themselves to enjoy each others company for a little while. At times we would stretch out our jobs a little longer than necessary so that they could sit and talk a little longer, especially when they looked like they needed a rest.
I would also like to add here that we saw all mothers as our own mother. There was no difference. If another mother needed help we would willingly rush to her aid. Everyone belonged.
Do you understand what I am trying to tell you?
This was a very loving community, if we could find a way of helping any member of it we would do our best to do so. As children we made it into games, but we knew of our own value. We did necessary jobs daily to lift the burdens of our mothers. When we were old enough we would join our fathers and the younger sons in the village would take over from us.
It is with much sadness that I personally look at the situations in families taking place around the Earth. There is an inordinate amount of non-communication taking place. Children are not being taught their own worth as they grow, they somehow get lost in confusion.
By being given our own jobs to do we felt important members of our community, we loved to help and did this whenever an opportunity arose. It was not because we were competing to see who could outdo the other one. We were all brought up to serve the community as a whole. our mothers sent us at very young ages to ask our aunts and other mothers if we could help them. It was done out of love, a love of serving. Soon we did not have to be sent on errands, if we saw one of our mothers in need of help there would be more than one rushing to her aid. The gratitude for performing the task was our thanks. It made our hearts glow to think we had done something to help out.
This is what is lacking in today's modern communities. Do the children know who their elderly neighbours are? Is it safe to get to know them? Fear has taken over. Where has the love gone? I will tell you. It is here all around you. Draw from this well that is never-ending and blot out the well of fear that is diminishing daily.
I say to you that if you practise helping your elderly neighbours, the mothers of your society, your children will see that this is normal, this is what is done. The mothers will be so grateful, they may be wary at first and think that there is a motive because it is so long since anyone offered to do anything for them out of sheer respect for their station in the community. These are the wise women, they deserve our respect. How sad that they do not receive this as a matter of course. I will leave this thought with you.
I am your brother. Sananda."
Wow! As I was writing this the tears were streaming down my face. it really touched my heart. How true this is today. I recall running errands for the little old ladies in the same street. When did all this stop? It's so sad. I would love to hear your views on this subject and I am sure Sananda will be more than happy to add any comments...
Love and Blessings
Sue Fraser