Channelling Session With The Ascended Master Moses

This is the 5th post in series of 7 posts dealing with my first channelling session with the Ascended Masters, performed graciously through Victoria, who acted as the medium.

This post represents my communications with Moses. He speaks of his rage and judgement of others. I reflect on this post every now and then, particularly when I find other people’s behaviour as “odd”. I begin to wonder why some people do what they do, then I remember that I cannot judge them for I do not know their full story. It is not for me to judge. It’s a difficult lesson to learn and old habits are hard to break. But when I remember that I should not judge, it makes dealing with the situation a lot easier.

I share this for your enjoyment and benefit.

To the Greatness Within You!

Trish

 

Moses

Once upon a time, long long ago… Children’s stories start that way. And each of us have a story.

Once upon a time, I was filled with rage, judgement, criticism. Then, I was known as Moses. Oh my story talks of all the wonderful things that I accomplished for other people. I took slaves out into freedom, into a dessert, where without the mana[1] from heaven, we might all of starved. And yet the mana from heaven was not so much for the body, as it was for our spirit. But the story goes on, to the day I discovered a burning bush, but the fire did not consume the bush. Again, very interesting.

My anger and my judgement were my downfall. It was necessary for me to return, to reincarnate again, to let go of the anger, let go of the judgement. It wasn’t just anger, it was rage, red hot rage. How dare these people that had been saved could turn away their face, their believes from the God that had saved them! It was my rage, it was my judgement, it was not of God.

And so I became Ling. I learned to drink tea, in the village square, even in winter, sitting on a stone bench drinking tea. My jacket quilted to keep the winter cold out as the tea warmed the inside. And I contemplated my association, my disconnection to other people. And what I finally came to is that as I have a right to believe the way I can believe of my God, then does not every single individual have that same right? Who am I to judge their belief less than mine? Or mine better than theirs?

I learned that the ceremonies that I performed with my hands, lighting candles and drinking tea, I found that the best of all. The warmth of a cup held in both hands. Black tea steaming into the face strong flavoured and aromatic. But I learned that each soul has a lesson to learn not always easy. You have a saying – if you can’t lend a hand get out of the way. And that you see, was what the judgement was doing. I was hindering the progress of others by my condemnation of their ways. And the truth is I hurt myself more.

When you look upon another, see a mirror, so that that individual reflects to you a lesson to be learned. Do not judge the lesson, or the one who is gifting the reflection to you. And yes, it never hurts to contemplate life over a cup of hot black tea.


[1] Mana (Oxford Dictionary): an impersonal supernatural power which can be associated with people or objects and which can be transmitted or inherited.

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