Interview with Grandfather, Part Two

Interview with Grandfather, Part One
Grandfather Pages Index

Channelers note:
The material on this page is a continuation of both
the Interview with Grandfather and the Interview with God.
Two other pages that would also be good to read before this page are
A Letter to Those Doing the Healing Work,
and
A Letter to the Parents of Creation.

Grandfather,
Some readers have asked questions you may be able to answer.
For instance, can you give us more information
about this period of massive change we are in up to December 2012 when the Mayan calendar ends?

"This is Original Spirit abiding in my love,
First Mother or 'Grandmother,' as you know her.

"It is timely to discuss the general phenomena
associated with what in your terms is called 'the end of time.'
And since you are asking about events that transcend your present sense of time,
some more clarity about the true nature of reality may be helpful.

"First it is important to note
what the Spirit of your Creation has already said in this regard.
Your perceptions of manifestation are necessarily wholly subjective experiences.
It is in your awareness that manifestation exists,
and you can experience only
what your perceptions, both inner and outer, bring to your awareness.

The popular myth that there is an objective 'world'
that is common to everyone
and that can be known and understood
has caused a great deal of confusion and suffering
along Humanity's journey toward wholeness.
The perception of self
as one person among billions of others
in an objective world
places your point of view outside of yourself
and perpetuates the false notion
that separation, alienation and fragmentation are 'real.'

"At a deep transpersonal layer of your Being,
you are creating the world you perceive.
It's as if you are producing, directing and writing your own movie,
your unique and ultimately subjective 'take' on reality.
And since the true nature of reality is fully subjective,
each living Human will experience the shattering events at the end of time
d i f f e r e n t l y,
and ironically
at    d i f f e r e n t    't i m e s .'

"The events predicted for 2012 by the ancient Maya
are not substantially different than those predicted by sages throughout the millennia.
Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Hindu, Buddhist and other seers
have predicted similar events marking 'the end of time.'
And the Maya are only one of many indigenous cultures
that have spoken of their deeply held vision
for the events near and immediately after the end of time.

"All of these prophecies
point to a relatively sudden awakening
into much greater awareness
for some or all of Humanity.
What has been well hidden within the folds of your present four-dimensional world
will be clearly revealed by the additional Light available
in the unfolding of the new, five-dimensional world.

"In other words,
there will no longer be places in manifestation
where denial can hide.
The abundant new, loving Light
attracted to the deeply moving Will in Humans
as they go through these transformative experiences
will reveal
what has been hidden from you
since before linear time began.
[2009_01_26: but why was it hidden? I've problems with this information!]

"One of the first experiences you will have
as you emerge from the vortex of intense energy
in the passage
between your enfolded four-dimensional world
and the newly unfolding five-dimensional world
will be the realization
that you were right about everything you believed and had faith in.
And very likely your next experience will be the realization
that everyone else has been right as well.

"And you will experience even deeper realizations.
The deceptions inherent in perceiving only linear time
have obscured the fact
that everything that has ever happened
and everything that will ever happen
is all happening now.
The evolving Human mind with all of its wonderful skills and talents
has not been capable of experiencing or even understanding
timelessness and eternity.

"The Mother of your Creation
has had a Dream for this Creation
since before it began.
The Mother's Dream is
that all sentient beings
realize their greatness
["Greatness is a matter of feeling good about oneself and one's accomplishments", see pp33]
and live in peace
with complete freedom~~~
free of denial in any form
and steeped in
deep and abiding love,
joy,
passion
and excitement
in a safe and harmonious venue
of exquisite beauty and wonder.

Thank you Grandfather.
Would you please say more about
how those who have not believed or had faith as we have
will also be right about what they have believed and held to be true?

"This may at first seem impossible to the conditioned mind
with its habits of analysis, evaluation, comparison and judgment
based on concepts of right-doing and wrong-doing,
good and evil,
and all other forms of duality.
Your new life after the end of time
depends upon a new kind of presence
and a mind with a new kind of attention.

"There has been ancient conditioning of Spirit [see .ahriman>explosion]
that has also been very present in human consciousness
that has instinctively drawn your attention to conscious thought~~~
and away from sentient feeling.
Without awareness of the issue and your own conscious use of attention,
this imprint in consciousness
will not allow you to stay present within a reality your mind cannot understand.

"For instance, notice how often the mind
automatically moves you away from directly experiencing
and into thinking about the experience
as if the story about it is more important than the feeling of it.
You can practice using this new kind of attention
whenever you choose
to give a feeling your fully loving conscious presence
and choose to honor the feeling
by expressing it in whatever way it wants to express.

"In order to experience the realization
that everyone has been right to be as they've been
and to have believed as they have believed,
you will have developed the capacity
to stay present with intense emotional and energetic experiences
without any denial.
This means with no comparison, analysis or thought
beyond complete loving acceptance of the experience.

"With this new ability
your mind becomes a channel of fully loving Spirit
empowering the Mother's Will to freely move in you,
just as she desires.
Cultivating and nurturing this kind of attention
is key to opening the passageway
to your new, radically expanded venue
beyond the present limitations of linear time.

"Since the Mother's Dream and its unfolding
is inscribed in the Universal Will at the deepest layers of Being,
it is here now inside of you and everyone else, waiting to unfold.
The key is having enough loving presence
to allow all of the energy and emotion
in and around the portal to the fifth dimension
to move freely in you.

"Since this kind of complete and total freedom
is simply not available in your present manifestation of only four dimensions,
the Mother is insisting
that everyone in the present paradigm
somehow find
deliverance from its pain and limitations
and join with her and loving Spirit
in the full realization of her Dream.

"The Mother's Dream, however, is not for only a select few,
or for beings only of this Creation.
The Mother of your Creation
and my own Will, Original Will, First Mother
are united
in this Dream of Free Will for all beings in all Creations.
My plan is and has been to fully support Divine Will in having her way.

"Unconditional loving acceptance of all beings
and their true desires
is the Mother's way.
And I can assure you
that Divinity will not let anyone down,
everyone's faith and steadfastness will be rewarded.
If there is a prophecy with any adherents at all
who have put their faith in that prophecy,
it will be fulfilled for them in their venues.

"The winter solstice in 2012
is an approximate date in linear time
predicted for a collective planetary event
that will provide enough energy
to transport most Humans to the next paradigm
in a relatively short duration of linear time.
And along the way though linear time from here to there,
[I asked the Channelers on May 16, if "though" was a spelling mistake, and on June 28 they thanked me and corrected it:
And along the way through linear time from here to there,
many 'end times' prophecies will be played out
in individual venues
and on the world stage.

"For instance,
the Christian prophecies of Armageddon
are already beginning to be fulfilled for those who believe in them.
Many will see worsening political and economic strife on the world stage
as a cleansing process
leading to the return of the Christ to gather his flock.
And many will experience
ascending into the new paradigm of Heaven
in renewed and less physical bodies
as they participate in the predicted 'rapture'
where they are drawn into heavenly bliss
to live forever with the God they've believed in.

"Others will experience
the same disturbing and catastrophic events
on the world stage and in their individual venues
as harbingers of the extraterrestrials
who say they have come to save Humanity
and bring you 'home' with them.
And in the newly expanded universe of five dimensions
this will happen quite easily for them.
Those who have believed for any reason
that they will be lifted out of their 'imprisonment' here on Earth
will experience just that.

"However, a much smaller group of Humans
whose spirits no longer call Heaven or the Stars their home
will remain here on Earth
as they endure the unimaginably intense energy of the transition
while remaining present in their dense physical bodies.
When the dust has settled
they will find themselves on a new Earth
and in renewed bodies
capable of manifesting and moving physically in five dimensions.
These Humans will be the first in this Creation
to experience form change in place of death."

The Fifth Dimension

Channelers: Thank you, Grandfather.
You mention the opening of another, fifth dimension.
What more can you tell us about that?

"As I have said earlier,
the Creation within which you now reside
is the last or most recent of seven local universes.
Your Creation is
where the most dense and restricted experiences of manifestation can unfold,
and where the most lost parts of Divine Will can be found.

"The six Creations before you are progressively less dense and restricted.
For instance, form change
and what would be other extraordinary feats of magic for you presently
have been more or less ordinary experiences for many creature-spirits
in the Creation just prior to your present experience of manifestation
in your more dense and time-restricted Creation.

"Understanding the manifesting power available in the 'fifth dimension'
is the key to understanding
how form change and other magic beyond your present imagination
can easily happen for you~~~
when time as you've known it ends.
Simply stated,
there are more dimensions available in manifestation
beyond the three spatial and single temporal dimension
that have been available within your own very limited venue
and the 'world' of your agreed-upon 'objective reality.'

"This very dense and limited reality
has made Creation feel like a prison or reform school
for spirits who had chosen
to merge with evolutionary creatures in manifestation.
Human Beings, as well as all other forms,
are a mixture of the two primary essences of manifestation,
Spirit and Mother or 'matter.'
And all spirits who have come to Earth in human form
have found themselves restricted to only four dimensions of space-time.

"Some came here originally to escape unloving Spirit,
some came to explore and enjoy,
and others, like the spirits within most readers of this material,
came here to help.
Regardless of their initial motivation,
all spirits coming into manifestation here
felt the deep terror
of merging with density and severe restriction of time and gravity.
They each got caught up in their own karma
beginning with the shock and denials of the intensity,
and became trapped here
in what has seemed to them like an endless series of actions and reactions.

"The various religions and spiritual paths of Humanity
have sought to help disentangle spirits from form
and help them get free of manifestation
so they may once again return to their 'home' in the Heavens
and achieve the oneness of Spirit they left behind
and have sorely missed ever since coming here.
These teachings have not been wrong,
and yet they have missed the point of
why spirits migrated to Earth in the first place.

"The truth of why spirits are here
and having the experiences they've been having
goes beyond their motivations for coming here.
I've discussed in the introduction to the Body Class
the very good reasons
for things to have gone the way they have
in the seven manifested Creations,
including the very difficult pain and trauma of spirits in Human form.

"One way of understanding
why it's been so difficult for spirits on Earth to work out their karma is
that there has been very little real space here.
Your reality has been folded back on itself.
Imagine a cube made of paper that has been folded in such a way that it is now flat.
That flatness represents the four dimensions of manifestation that you are presently occupying.

"Now imagine the paper unfolding and resuming its proper shape as a cube.
While only one extra dimension was necessary for this transformation to happen,
the additional possibilities that are now available for the cube are nearly endless.

"The new dimension that will open
when time as you have known it ends~~~
is a second dimension of time.
The three familiar spatial dimensions will remain along with your present linear dimension of time.

"In addition to the human mind's sense of past, present and future,
another dimension of time becomes available
that is in a way perpendicular to your accustomed linear time.
The ever-expanding present moment
is a metaphor for how this new dimension of time will be experienced.
Please read what Body and I have already said
about the fifth dimension
for more details and understandings.

"The profound and completely unprecedented experience
of the 'end of time'
will come to each Human
when you have become truly whole,
when you have reclaimed all of your lost Will
and redeemed all of your lost Spirit.
And it is not Spirit,
it's the Divine Will,
the Mother and Grandmother,
the Universal Feminine within you
whose deep movement of Universal Will
opens the next dimension for your complete and whole Being
to unfold in timeless, eternal presence."

Your Magical Body

Thank you, Grandfather.
What can you say about the individual experience
of one's physical body
opening into five dimensions?

"You now have a temporal or 'mortal' body
which from your perspective
is subject to 'accidents,' death, illness, etc.
Death has been a necessary part
of your enfolded and very limited four-dimensional space-time venue.
And yet deep within you,
deep within Body has been a vague, distant knowing
that things could be very different.

"Children are much more in touch with this knowing
because like all of the Mother's wisdom,
knowledge of these all but forgotten realms
can be accessed only through feeling.
Children at play often touch the magic
that was available in the less dense Creations
that have preceded this one.
Memories of magical beings like fairies and elves
and magical creatures like unicorns, and satyrs
still flourish in Humans beneath the surface of your conscious awareness.

"The opening of the next dimension
opens the opportunity for true magic to prevail on Earth
very much like what was commonplace
in your ancient inklings of magical lands with magical creatures and beings.
Your parental and loving acceptance of self and others
will lead you naturally to true magic,
the ability to manifest whatever you desire,
change form
and remain present in manifestation without need of death and rebirth.

"For this to happen,
to survive this transition in dense physical form as you are now,
in this most dense of all Creations,
you will endure an intensity of energy and chaos
well beyond anything you can presently imagine.
Spirit has spoken of this and other related topics
in his letter to those doing the healing work.

"The way physical bodies manifest in four dimensions
is very different than the way they manifest in five dimensions,
and the transition from the old to the new
will be unprecedentedly intense in your experience,
especially for the first few Humans.
It will feel
as if all the terror that's ever been denied in Creation
has suddenly become alive
and moving in you as Body.
And yet, instead of your spirit instinctively escaping all of this intensity,
you will remain present and whole with it.
You will stay awake and alive through it
until you own it all.

"Then,
firmly planted in a newly unfolded space-time reality of five dimensions,
you as a sentient Will creature and conscious Spirit in union
will determine the shape and texture of the eternal moment
as it unfolds in and around you.
If new conditions are desired, new conditions appear.

"The 'laws' of nature
that seemed so fixed and determinant in four dimensions
are still available
when experiences like that are desired.
However,
that limited reality will no longer be necessary for you as Body,
now at home in the complete freedom
of manifesting five-dimensional space-time.

"The Mother's Dream includes of course Original Heart's desire
that your experience of wholeness of Being
be not only yours alone.
It speaks not only of your own wholeness and complete freedom,
it includes the same for others like you.
It includes your peers,
completely whole and fully realized Human Beings
who have also loved and healed themselves so fully~~~
that like you, they are now manifesting in a timeless magical Body
as you relate together on a completely new Earth."

Channelers Notes:
This interview will continue,
and there is more information about The Healer's Mind on HealingToWholeness.org.

Grandfather Pages

I almost met this woman, Dalry Jones, in 2003-4
when she passed on her donkey below my Dead Sea cave...

From an e-mail by Celia Fenn , Starchild Global.
[See about Celia Fenn in Kisslog-Intro and often ]

"As we once again move into the Law of One … we are allowing the balance of Light to return. We are allowing the Divine Feminine to be a powerful force in our society, and allowing the voice of women to emerge. We are allowing men to move away from the distorted "warrior" image and to embrace the power of the Leader who can nurture and care for others, and defend the Light through Love and Creativity.

... It will never be necessary to give your power away to anyone who claims to "hold" your story for you. You are the one who creates your own story and your own truth, in co-creation with Spirit and others on the Planet. The Power is in You! You are the Grail!
Please, do not give your power to create to anyone or any being that claims to be more powerful than you and to know more than you. ,,, look inside yourself to see what is truth, in your own heart.

The Middle East and Africa in 2009
My feeling for 2009 is that in the wake of the crumbling of the old dreams, that these are two places on the Planet where violence and war are still producing suffering. It is here that the most Light is needed on the Grid of Hearts, where we need to send Compassion and Light unceasingly, and the seeds of the New Dream and the Law of One....
to introduce you to Dalry Jones, who describes herself as an "ordinary" Australian grandmother who lives in Malaysia at this time. Dalry was in Israel in 2002, and was witness to a suicide bombing. She sent me this article about her experiences and how she felt about them. I felt that this was such an absolute synchronicity with what is happening now, and so I am sharing Dalry's Story with you!



DALRY'S STORY
MOTHERS and GRANDMOTHERS ........ The seen and unseen aspects of a suicide bombing in Jerusalem 2002..and 6 YEARS LATER

This is the story as Dalry sent it to me. I have left it to be told in her own words.

I asked her to supply a brief biography so that you can get a sense of the Divine Feminine energy of the Grand-mother "warrior" as she tells her story. Thank You ...Dalry".

I think of myself as a common run of the mill Australian grandmother.....something of a 'Trail Blazer' perhaps.....never quite one of the mob ..... always ahead of the times (without ever intending it). Born with a congenital kidney defect... which I had no intention of passing on... so in my forties I became determined to change my DNA. Married divorced married widowed. 4 great kids. 8 grandies. Having recently passed my 70th year I find that I have come full circle like the serpent biting its tale. And not just me. The whole of HUMANITY ON EARTH would appear to be currently rounding out an epoch. Those who have made the shift into the HOLOGRAPHIC DIMENSION.......the 'Eternal Here and Now' ... will have realized just as I have done that WE REALLY ARE ALL ONE IN SPIRIT!! My 'Impossible Dream' is that we should reach out to each other NOW and ask and answer these burning questions. Who am I? Where did I come from? Why am I here? What do I hope to accomplish in this lifetime in order to fulfil my total potential?

Although I taught at university in Padang West Sumatra for 3 years 1990-1993..... 'Life' has been my own university. 'My campus'? ... as much of the world as I can get under my belt while I'm still in a body. At the age of 24 as a mother of 3 young children I became an executive with H.J. Heinz (soups and baby foods) with a sizable staff scattered throughout Queensland. That was way back in the sixties. Later I opened a Charm School Model and Demonstration Agency. The business objectives were to train and provide personnel for promotions and public relations. This business aspect put me in touch with the corporate world and taught me a great deal about how the 'movers and shakers' of humanity function. However my prime objective has always been to provide the means for ALL THE NATURE KINGDOMS plus men women children ........and in particular those who are deprived or handicapped ....of all ages and from different backgrounds... to develop their fullest potential as human beings.

The Charm School evolved into a School of Self Development with the motto KNOW YOURSELF...ACCEPT YOURSELF ....BE YOURSELF....LEARN HOW TO LIVE IN HARMONY.... WITH YOURSELF AND THE WORLD AROUND YOU. This over many years morphed into an ongoing series of free workshops and free life enrichment activities. Now 40 years later as a grandmother of 8 I stilll adhere to the philosophy of inner exploration of self ..... and outer exploration of 'absolutely everything there is'.

So what about Israel?

Over a period of years I gave everything away and reduced my belongings to a small suitcase. My sole income is the Australian age pension. No insurance or back up. Trust in myself and the universe. Left Australia in March 1999. Travelled 10 countries alone. Met many many wonderful people! Arrived in Israel April 2002. Wanted to walk with a donkey. I did! A rickety grey old grannie just like me. Slept under the stars for 24 days from the Sea of Galilee to the Dead Sea. This is truly an awesome planet and humanity is nothing short of magnificent!

love and light

Dalry

THIS IS FOR THE GRANDMOTHERS AND MOTHERS OF ISRAEL .....

AND IN PARTICULAR THOSE

WHO HAVE LOST LOVED ONES TO THE CONFLICT.

I left Israel in October 2005......having stayed there for almost 3 years (the last 2 illegally) because IN THE WAKE OF THE SUICIDE BOMBING I had to come to some understanding of the historical and personal context of the conflict. Besides which although I'm neither Jewish or Arab I had a desperate urge to DO something. Although I met many wonderful people and threw myself into various attempts to 'find a way'..... one hope was to mobilize the Grannies of the world to use their influence......nothing I attempted seemed to work out. Everything would seem to be coming together and then at the crucial moment it would all crash. .broke my spirit...broke my heart....
Now you are all at it again!!!!!! Well this time maybe there is a force mobilizing AGAINST THE USE OF VIOLENCE.........a force that neither Israeli or Palestinian or any other human agency can prevail against........THOSE WHO LOST THEIR LIVES TO VIOLENCE HAVE BEGUN TO TAKE A HAND IN THIS. May we all trust in God that their will to forgiveness and freedom may prevail.

Although I’m one of the participants the following story is told on behalf of MANY OTHERS……more than I can say. In the events related to the suicide bombing I was essentially a WITNESS. ........ AN AN0NYMOUS WITNESS.......A PERSON OF NO CONSEQUENCE AND SUCH I SHOULD REMAIN.

Come Monday, June 30, 2008……I’m asleep in my apartment in Malaysia.

They come to me ...the dead people who had been blown up in the suicide bombing I’d been witness to in Jerusalem. They surge into my consciousness on the crest of a cleansing wave. When they have my attention they speak as one. 'We're so pleased that you've finally got it right ….what you've written to yourself about the bombing. Now at last we can move!

I rouse myself to ask the question that’s been on my mind for 6 years “What about the bomber? What happened to the bomber?”

In one voice they reply “The young woman who fate chose as the instrument? She’s here with us……she’s one of us… she has forgiven and been forgiven. She has taken responsibility for her life….and for her death. Now she is free! That’s why we’ve come. To let the world know…..not just humans but the WHOLE WORLD and EVERYTHING ON IT….. that if WE can forgive THEY CAN FORGIVE!

The day in question is Friday the 12 th of April 2002. I arrived in Israel on the 4th. For the past week, my exploration of this fabled city has taken me far afield on foot. Everything in Israel closes early on Friday afternoon so that the Jewish people living here can prepare for Shabbat, which I’ve heard mention of but not yet had explained to me. From what I’ve learnt so far, Friday night is their holiest night of the week. Everyone visits their family for a special dinner.

Earlier on this balmy spring afternoon I munched on a shwarma of lamb and salad rolled in flat bread...very tasty and surprisingly filling. Since then I’ve been resting in the shade of a tree with a book. The food, the warmth of the sun, and a sense of wonder that I’m actually in Jerusalem, have left me feeling deliciously content, sort of snoozy and relaxed.

Because I've been travelling alone through a dozen or so different countries for the past few years I'm not up with current events, so a loud boom catches me completely off guard! The book falls from my hands. I let out an involuntary gasp. Give a little giggle. Could that be an explosion? Here! In the heart of Jerusalem one of the most sacred cities in the world? I shake my head. Can't be! For what seems an age I sit paralysed while the reverberations echo in my bones!

I reach for the book. Good grief my hand is shaking. I pick up the book intending to resume reading, but in less than 10 heartbeats the sirens begin. The sound of sirens echoes eerily in the empty streets. Lots of sirens. They’re coming closer. Off to the left, then round to the other end of the nearby market. Here in my little island of calm I detect no outward change yet the sirens go on and on... I think “My God that must have been one hell of a pile up!”

The sirens stop. I stare into space waiting. Waiting for what? A voice breaks the silence. My own voice. Quite matter of factly I comment. 'No question! That sort of racket could only have been caused by a traffic pile up. Not far away either.' By now I've realized that the accident must have been very close by indeed. And it must have involved a great number of people to warrant so many ambulances.

Since my peace has been shattered I decide to call it a day and begin my trek back to the hostel. As I'm a stranger I have no idea where I am, but start out in the general direction. This takes me through the deserted market area. In contrast to the earlier hustle and bustle of a busy Friday morning the market broods, silent and empty. As I walk between the abandoned stalls everything seems normal. End of day rubbish and discards litter the floor. Display tables stand askew. On some, neglected cartons hold a few pieces of unsold produce. An old lady forages for choice left overs. A man in a torn sweater scrabbles among the discards, slipping a few pieces of fruit into a cloth bag. He ducks his head in greeting as I pass and holds out a couple of oranges, an apple and a pear for my inspection. We exchange a conspiratorial smile. I send him love.

Why is the far end of the market blocked? A solid plug of people, less than a dozen are blocking passage out to the main road. As my feet are drawn irresistibly to that beckoning far end, someone barks a command. The group ahead breaks up in disorder enabling me to move forward into the space vacated, and I see. Dear God, I see! Some unknown person has just blown themself and many others to bits. Quite literally to bits! Big bits, small bits, tiny bits! Less than twenty minutes ago these bits and pieces were people. Alive! Breathing!

I stand rooted. Someone behind me erects a makeshift barrier. Somehow I'm incorporated into the barrier. If any one tried to move me I would shatter. As a mirror of events I’ve already shattered.

Death does have a smell. Death by explosion has a distinctive smell. A smell that catches you up in a noxious embrace! Metallic! Cloying! Claustrophobic! Enclosed in my shroud of stillness I’m faintly aware of movement on the ground ahead of me. People sitting, lying, bending, lifting! Some of the people on the ground are quite small. Children!

Ah! I perceive now who these oddly assorted people are. Medical officers are sorting out the dead from the wounded. Some of these ‘people’ are actually dead bodies. The wounded are being attended to first. I watch as ambulances load and leave. A constant stream ...... not just ambulances either. Other vehicles stand by too! Ah! And I perceive who THESE people are. They're Emergency Services personnel and Police.

There are other people as well, dressed in white. They wear gloves and carry plastic bags. They are picking up stuff with big tweezers, I'm not sure what, and putting it into the bags. Can this be evidence? What sort of evidence??

They sweep around before me in a frenetic mass, all these different categories of people. A man in a boiler suit firmly ushers me aside. He speaks in Hebrew. I don't respond immediately so someone takes me gently by the shoulders and shifts me back a pace or two so that they can sling a rope across to confine this area. I cry quietly on and off. Seems silly really; nobody else is crying.

In a surprisingly short time crises resolves into orderly hurry and bustle, as dead and injured are examined, treated, and carried away. Officialdom swiftly cordons off the rest of the decimated area. The first wave of media arrives! Too late! There’s nothing left of the carnage but small remnants. Even the smell has dissipated.

Function is beginning to return to my limbs but I’m still not capable of intentional movement. In any case there is no passage. I watch the men in white bring over a ladder and stand it against the blackened wooden post of the blasted awning. One man climbs the ladder while another holds it steady. Tatters of canvas flutter from the rim of the awning all the way around 3 sides. The man in white is delicately removing them with his tweezers. THIS WAS THE LAST PIECE OF THE JIGSAW ….. UNTIL NOW 6 YEARS LATER I HAD BEEN UNABLE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT THESE TATTERS WERE HUMAN FLESH. …… shredded human flesh after an explosion looks just like tattered canvas.

I stand there, my faculties busy recording the scene in all its horror and fascination – missing nothing! My eyes – my ears – all my senses, all my feelings, every last sub atomic particle of me are on full alert! But I’m not there! I’m not anywhere any more. Fractured bits of me have gone away somewhere into blank untenanted areas of myself that I didn’t know existed before. The animal part of me has curled up in a corner, confused and hiding. The child is frightened but curious. The teenager is on a high....excited by the horror. The daughter in me is stoking up righteous anger not only at my own parents but at all parents everywhere. The mother is building up hatred of mother hood. The very act of conceiving a child seems like a desecration in the face of the carnage I’m witnessing – that children can grow up to do this to each other!

Eventually I find my way out on to the footpath. Lean against a lamp post. Watch. Camera men and reporters rush around seeking....! What ARE they seeking? Gruesome remains? An interview with a survivor? What about me? What am I seeking? It seems I was called here as a witness. So WHO is the witness, the woman in me? But there IS no woman, the essential 'I'no longer exists. ….THE ESSENCE OF ME HAS BEEN SHATTERED. The fractured pieces, the animal..child...mother... still retain some of my me-ness….. fragments of me that I can still identify…….but what of the shattered bits and pieces out there mingling with all the other shattered bits and pieces? What is happening to their identity?

I watch myself from near by….and I ponder. In time I perceive/experience the emergence of one remaining fragment of identity. A granny! A common run of the mill granny, one of millions. Ah! It was SHE who was called here as a witness! But why? Why HER? What could be the point? She's not special. She has no authority. She’s not even particularly knowledgeable. She certainly has no influence! Just a common run of the mill grandmother. Maybe it’s because she’s been tempered by life to be ….to be what....Compassionate? Impartial? Resolute? Formidable? ….NO! No! No! No! She was called here for no other reason than that she is JUST a common run of the mill grandmother…ONE grandmother with millions of faces.

A few young Jewish men dressed in black trousers and white shirts, with little black caps on their heads, make brief but voluble protest. Cameramen gather to film them momentarily while they chant. Then the police come over and move them further away. Several reporters swoop on a man who has recently arrived. He is a 'somebody' and he speaks English. Because I'm nearby I overhear what he says. My heart tells me that silence would perhaps be more appropriate. Will his banal words conclusively address the cause, conclusively alleviate the effect? Silence! Better to opt for silence. ALTHOUGH I HAD NO IDEA AT THE TIME THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN COLIN POWELL

One of the wounded limps by in the care of friends or family! He is barefoot and wearing shorts. The white bandages seem grotesquely out of place against the tanned skin, grubby bare feet, and bloodstained torso. Strange! It's he who is trying to jolly his friends along. To reassure them. Shouldn’t they be reassuring him?

To one who is observing, everything seems to move very slowly, like watching the ocean and waiting for the seventh wave. Someone gets in the bus. Starts it up. Although the body of the bus is burnt out, mangled and contorted, quite illogically the motor still works. Laboriously the tortured shell of steel and rubber, kerthump kerthumps its way down the road a little. Now the final remnants of human flesh and other evidence can be collected into the plastic bags. In a dream I trail behind the bus doing a wide detour around the block to avoid the flimsy barricade. Why has it become so imperative that I get close to the bus? I approach timidly. Already the wreck has been cordoned off in its new location by a band of orange tape. I stand and pay homage to the contorted steel, like soldiers do when they play the last post.

Returned to the scene of the desecration I watch fascinated until the last ambulance sighs its retreat. Until the burnt remains of the awning are removed. Until the crowd disperses! Until the media leave! Until the last scrap of flesh has been scooped up! Until the barriers are removed enabling traffic to resume! Until everyone has gone and the desecrated bus stop is restored to a semblance of normality! Only then, when the area is completely empty am I drawn to the mystifying space left by the bus. Are they still there? The people who died? What about my bits? Are my bits still there? I'm struck by a nagging thought, “How will the men in white know which of those bits of flesh they collected belonged to the bomber?”

I continue to observe myself from a distance. I feel nothing. At some point my capacity to feel got washed away in a flood of disbelief yet all through the process I’ve been broadcasting love. No! Not just love. Love and light! Filling the bus with the light of love and all the space around. Filling the whole market with love and light. When I’m satisfied that I have done what I can I move on, leaving all the shattered parts of myself behind to comfort the dead.

JUNE 2008
My apartment…..Malacca…...Malaysia!
Now here on the other side of the world the dead have come to comfort me. When I start to shudder and blubber crying and laughing all at the same time with happiness and release….. They offer reassurance, 'Yes! Cry! Cry till you laugh. Tears and laughter unite and strengthen us. NOW LISTEN CAREFULLY! We who were killed in explosions intend to free this planet ….once and for all…from belief in victim hood. We are enough now to make it happen.”

I uncurl and roll on to my back. Open my eyes. Enough????

I look around me. Dear god there are millions……all of them at one time or another blown to pieces. We are all held in a hologram of love and light..

I brush away the tears and sit up in bed…. slightly perplexed now…..somewhat uncertain. Suddenly I have an inkling of why they’re here. Without thinking I say “NO! No! No! No! No! Whatever you people want of me …NO!” How could they do this? Where is the balance ? They are numberless. I am only one! My next words come out as a croak. “PLEASE! PLEASE! NO! I’m weak and old……I’ve long since exhausted my resources…… I have nothing left to offer. I thought I’d finished with all this..........! Truly! I’m not the one you want.”

As one voice they over ride my protest “Call for a FREEDOM WEEK! Freedom from aggression! Freedom from fear! Freedom from want! Freedom from hunger! Freedom from poverty! Freedom to BE YOURSELF!

“A FREEDOM WEEK?”
“Yes! A FREEDOM WEEK! One for all and all for one! This is what you’re to send out: ON BEHALF OF ALL THOSE OF US WHO MET A VIOLENT END…….WE CALL ON YOU THE LIVING TO INITIATE A FREEDOM WEEK to conclude on the 11.11.2011.”
“The eleventh of the eleventh of the eleventh! But that’s more than 2 years away!”

“Never mind! It will take that long. In the meantime EACH INDIVIDUAL can have his or her OWN FREEDOM WEEK, maybe one week a month even. KIDS WILL JUST LOVE THE IDEA OF A FREEDOM WEEK………!

EXACTLY! What you need for this is a kid …..not a worn out granny!

“………..THEN BIT BY BIT INDIVIDUALS WILL JOIN UP TO HAVE GROUP FREEDOM WEEKS! AND THEN COMMUNITY FREEDOM WEEKS! AND THEN NATIONAL FREEDOM WEEKS! DON’T WORRY! IT WILL GROW! …..THE SEEDS WILL BE BLOWN TO THE FOUR CORNERS OF THE EARTH ON THE WINDS OF FREEDOM TO CREATE A LOVELY GARDEN…A GARDEN OF DREAMS COME TRUE!

From past experience I’m well aware that faced with something like this it’s pointless to try and hide or run away or plead incapacity. ......God help me! I collect myself enough to ask "What do you mean by FREEDOM WEEK...how would it work?"

THAT'S IT EXACTLY! WITH WORKSHOPS! WORKSHOPS IN SCHOOLS! WORKSHOPS IN THE COMMUNITY! WORKSHOPS EVERYWHERE ABOUT FREEDOM THROUGH FORGIVENESS!

STARTING WITH PERSONAL SOVEREIGNTY!

Next! ACKNOWLEDGING PERSONAL SOVEREIGNTY WITHIN THE FAMILY… .EXTENDING PERSONAL SOVEREIGNTY TO FRIENDS AND WORKMATES ……then FREEDOM WITHIN THE NEIGHBOURHOOD AND COMMUNITY… FREEDOM WITHIN THE NATION…followed by FREEDOM BETWEEN NATIONS ....Finally FREEDOM WITHIN THE COSMOS.

******** It's only recently that I've moved sufficiently beyond self-interest and my personal sense of inadequacy to realize that as well as making a request that night they also made a bestowal ...... THEY RETURNED TO ME THE SHATTERED BITS AND PIECES OF MYSELF THAT I HAD LEFT BEHIND AT THE SUICIDE BOMBING.!

I HONESTLY DON’T KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN WITH THIS SO I’M BEGINNING NOW AND I'M BEGINNING WITH YOU.

Love and light Dalry- daalriemaryam@hotmail.com


I found a testimony of Dalry Jones's mentioned in "Truth or Propaganda?" also in "The Road to Jenin" and her story quoted also in "The Intuitive Community" In "Jewish World" I found her note from July 24, 2003:

"I'm an Australian grandmother into the 5th year of a pilgrimage through the Holy Lands. In June 2002 I walked with a donkey alone and without any support, sleeping under the stars:from Tiberias, round the Sea of Galilee, through Bet Shean and Jeriico to Ein Gedi where my donkey 'Dream come True'has been in semi retirement in a mango orchard. Recently I've had the urge to complete the journey to Beer Sheva it being my wish to walk in the footsteps of Abraham [see my same wish and my realization...] and Jesus. "