Angels Who Guard The Wise Ones (in 2005)

 

There is a very large gap between manifested life and the etheric realms. This gap has prevented too much interference from beings in the hidden realms. Consequently, finding any advanced beings that can manifest physical objects into the material realms is rare indeed. For example, the hand Inunimubach created did not physically materialize.

 

The ability to materialize with thought is not necessarily rare in higher realms; only the ability to manifest within material life. The dragons manifest their needs with thought, as do the beings in the star system of Antares. Spirits within the human spirit realms can do so also under certain circumstances.

 

There exists a race that can manifest matter from the ether, however, but they are very elusive and unknown to almost all other races. One of the reasons they are so hard to reach is that very few beings speak their language, which sounds as though they are snoring. In fact, the beings I consulted about them (a spirit, a dragon and the archangel Michael) didn’t know what to call their race.

 

In appearance they are spherical, with an orange glow and little protrusions that resemble two cat ears. There are only 24 angels who can speak their language and I had to be able to get their names in order to request that they serve as go-betweens. This was not as easy as I had thought, since the names were in a language I had never encountered before.

 

When I finally had all 24 angel names, I tried to speak to one of them. To my surprise, I was rudely rebuffed. Having only encountered love and gentleness (with the understandable exception of Chiruminvael) among angels, I didn’t know what to do. “We don’t speak to humans. We don’t like them.” I tried to invite them to look at my intent but the one to whom I was speaking wouldn’t even continue the conversation. I clearly wasn’t going to get help and retreated.

 

I called on Archangel Michael, explained the situation and asked for help. He said they lived in virtual isolation from other angels and didn’t know how important man had become in the cosmic ascension. In fact, they didn’t even know about the ascension.

 

I couldn’t understand at first how angels, the epitome of inclusiveness, could be exclusive. The way it must have occurred is that they had over-focused on a task; namely, the protection of the beings they guarded. Inclusiveness and expansiveness came from alternating doingness with beingness. Over-focusing on activity produces the opposite. It then became clear to me that in every kingdom and realm, groups of beings represented the polar extremes. These angels represented the masculine, positive pole of the angelic kingdom.

 

Michael went to speak to them. It took many hours before they saw the bigger picture. He then returned to say they could now see the scope of the ascension and the role I was playing. They were prepared to talk to me.

 

I again approached one with the most pronounceable name (Huuvaumi) and asked if he would translate. “You won’t hurt them, will you?” I invited him to look at my heart and see my intent. “Yes, I can see. They hurt very easily. Don’t speak too loudly.” I asked what to call them, but he made the sound of a snore. I told him I couldn’t pronounce it and would call them the Wise Ones.

 

When we finally spoke, I said I had heard they can manifest matter and asked if they would help humanity. They said they would and asked what I wanted them to manifest. I explained that millions in Africa would die because of a devastating drought that the rain spirit was working to alleviate, but the crops would not come in time. I asked for corn and maize to be manifested to citizens, but not to possibly corrupt leaders. They agreed that it should go to ‘the little people’.

 

I asked if they wanted to work from my sacred home, but they replied, “To be around humans long is fatal to us; we will send one of us at a time.” I asked if they had any further questions. “Yes, what is it like to have hair?” After recovering from my surprise, I explained the wonderful feeling of having the wind in one’s hair.

 

As the conversation closed, they said, “We are friends.” According to the spirits, their contribution will alleviate the famine to a very large extent. I believe the miracles they do will also bring hope to hearts that have suffered much. These little known beings, the Wise Ones, are the sages of this universe. Their interaction with our planet can produce only blessings.

 

Excerpted from Secrets of the Hidden Realms

 

 

The Magic of the Wise Ones and How It Was Stolen (2008)

…there is a sad tale

A race known as Wise Ones prisoners were made

Their jailers like angels disguised were they

Their magic of great power, they stole away

 

Behind their pretense, demons were they

The magic stolen, to demon races they gave

Great power thus on dark ones bestowed

But all dark beings are gone; this you should know…

 

 

The Wise Ones’ Magic of Manifestation

The Eggs of Wisdom