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79 – Ecclasia: Past Lives – The Angel Years

Past Lives: The Angel Years

The below are extracts of blog entries written by Jennifer who is known also as Ecclasia. They focus on some of the memories of her past lives.

Personally, I believe that any historian worth their salt should be lapping this stuff up eagerly as the opportunities for such memories are incredibly rare.

Blood of the gods

I am going to try and make these as much in order as I can. I have had a few lives with Gary Leigh as well as the one that calls himself Omen.

What I had thought was my first existence came from some very dark magic. I was summoned into a room of the gods.

My first true memory was of this beautiful room made all of gold. I came by way of a primordial soup made of the blood of the gods. I could feel emotion for the first time and it was completely overwhelming. I felt fear and loneliness for the first time. I spent all of my first existence in a coffin under the city of Atlantis.

Geb

This is where I first heard the name Geb. All I knew was that he was not well liked by those that wished to continue their dark ways. There were many evils in that place.

Evils that I did not understand as I had never experienced it before. With the help of Gary, I’ve realized that some of the memories I have were actually before what I had thought was my first existence.

The first was really not an existence but a being. It was all light. The light completely pure and void of emotion or feelings. This place I was not anything and yet everything.

There was no time so therefore this existence was nothing at all. If I could compare it to anything, it would be this very second it passes without notice, yet in that second it has been thousands of years passing. You wouldn’t know if you were bored or lonely as it was.

Ten Thousand Years

Though I’ve had many lives on earth, I’ve also had lives off earth.

The void of light that consumed me before my first experience on the earth realms were very clouded by the fact that some 10,000 years had passed.

Each time I have lived in a new body, the past has a way of slowly disappearing along with the small memories that held little importance. Though memories fade, I have held onto a name that seemed very important to me, however it held many other consequences.

The name I was given was, and always was, Ecclasia, which I understand that the spelling of this is wrong by today’s standards, yet I do have the spelling correct for my name.

This name was also confirmed by a few Archangels by the name of Uriel, Raphael, Michael, as well as Rogael.

Angels have been present in all my lives, so I had to set the intention to learn all I could about them.

While many feel the hierarchy is thus recorded in the Bible, it does not hold all there is. I remember the status of Angelics are way different than most believe.

Joy And Light

As an Angel, none of us had Free Will, which seems cruel by human standards but was necessary for their roles and jobs. If an Angel was to have Free Will they would be able to choose to do their job or not. This would leave many holes in the scheme of things.

Once an Angel chose Free Will, they would fall from grace and their light, because that would mean they could no longer do their job effectively. Once we leave the light we lose our energy that fed us and we would fall into depression until we find a way to feed ourselves with light.

My experience as part of this light was dull to say the least. I didn’t have to worry about anything because there was no worry, no sadness, joy was bathing in light which was joy, yet joy without understanding of what joy was.

Emotions And Duty

This was why I had so much trouble with understanding emotions, even though I could feel them and have them myself. They seemed dull yet overwhelming at the same time.

Living in the light was and will always be where I want to be. I have my duty, yet I can choose to do it now, even though I do it anyway. Many times, I have recited that old adage “duty before self”.

It has been my mantra though, I know, even before I came to be human, I wanted to stick to that. It may seem harsh to an outsider, yet it makes perfect sense to me.

We live in bondage, yet not knowing that keeps order on the reasons the light bore angels in the first place. It is for us to keep the dark at bay, not destroy it, as well as aid others selflessly.

This does not mean we will help if the help is against the grand design, thus why Free Will should not have been given so loosely to those who could upset the balance of this universe.

A Life With Tao

I had woken with a new name, that was lost to me, and life carried on. I was still quite new to this all and the understanding I had was not very good.

Tibet, around 2800 BC, was where I had landed. The lands were still wild, and people had barely any idea of what lay outside their own lives. They were very fearful of anything that challenged their understanding of living.

It was a great honor to a family to have their son accepted into the monastery to learn the ways of spiritual enlightenment and all that had to offer. Girls in this time were property and had no education other than what was required to find a good husband.

Shadow

I am not sure how I came to be on the steps of the monastery but when I was found, I had not been turned away to some workhouse. The Master took me in and set me to work on chores as I was a girl and we were not allowed to learn the ways of The Master.

However, this never stopped me from hiding in the shadows soaking up what I could. One evening, Master summoned me into his prayer room and gave me robes that were for students.

He referred to me as his small shadow in the dark and told me that I was not going to hide but join in. Though he had cautioned me that I was to never speak or come out when anyone visited. I wondered why such instructions but followed his word to a T.

I had learned the art of meditation, astral projection and remote viewing. The Master’s teachings of the world left me in awe yet, completely calm.

Butterfly

One summer day, I was walking in the garden and Master came to join me. We had walked in silence for some time, when he stopped. I asked him “Master what is it”.

He had looked down at the flowers watching the butterflies. Master had held out his hand and one of the butterflies landed on him.

He held out the butterfly to me and let it hop onto my waiting hand. Master asked me after a moment what I would do with such a beautiful creature.

I looked up at him and said: “Master, it should go live free”. With that answer he nodded and walked away without another word.

The Dress

Many years passed, and I had learned a great many things from my Master. For my tenth year I was given a gift from Master. It was a gray silk dress that fit me perfectly. After I had put it on, he asked me to walk to the nearby village to get something from someone.

I had never left the security of the monastery since entering it and I had no idea why I was being asked to do this task, nor did I understand the reasoning of the dress.

I had left right away and followed the small path down into the village, it took almost all morning to get there and find who I was to meet. Then after acquiring the package I headed straight back. Hurrying my pace, as I did not want to be away after dark had fallen.

The Massacre

I had arrived back to the monastery just as night fell and the sun had given its last rays. The lights had been lit and it was very quiet. Master, I knew, was in the great hall meditating as he always did along with many of the others.

This night however was not like any other. I entered into the hall to a sight that left me in complete shock. There on the floor was Master and his students. They were all covered in blood and the life they had was gone.

Panic stricken I ran from there out into the garden. I sat down near where the butterflies had been, wishing I would see them for comfort. In my mind they were dancing in front of my vision, delicate and pure.

That is when I felt a sharp pain in my chest and I knew I would have those beautiful butterflies with me always even though my life here is done.

Past Life: The Temple of Isis.

The temple was not very big as most would have thought. Only girls were allowed inside the temple unless it was a very special person.

It was a great honor to have one of your children serving in any temple in those days. The family that had a young girl chosen would be treated with more respect and given better earnings for their jobs.

The children would be selected around the age of 4, to be taken into the temple, to learn about the gods as well as meditation. Those who were especially good at their learning would become a priestess around the age of 12. Once one became a priestess, they would be in charge of teaching the younger ones as well as bring offerings in from the gates.

The gates had two sets of doors with a small outdoor area before the doors to go outside the temple grounds. One was never allowed to leave the temple once inside because it was thought that outside the walls were impure.

New Body

I had just woke, in this new body, and was about three years old. I was in a work house for children that had no families. While walking past the gates of the temple someone bumped into me and I found myself face first in the ground at the feet of a priestess. She took pity on me and took me in as an offering to the goddess.

The moment the high priestess laid eyes on me she sent me into training to become a priestess. It was very unheard of, for one so young, being part of the order, let alone chosen to be one of those who would be chosen to be high one day.

Every night before sundown we all would gather to eat bread and drink sweetened water. After the meal, as the sun sank into the world, all were required to meditate till there was no light left. Late at night the walls seemed to hum with a vibration that was otherworldly.

Once I was seen to have mastered meditation and the arts of divination, I was allowed to start learning herbs with the high priestess and greeting the Pharos (pharos were actually the women head of households not the “kings”) that came to worship the goddess. The Pharos came to ask for fertility and the wellbeing of their households. Some came for universal news of famine that could destroy the way of life for the lands.

Famine

Gods would come down and grace the temple with their wisdom. Only those who were worthy were allowed to set eyes on these gods. They would sometimes choose a priestess to ascend with them (which often times meant sexual connections as they viewed virgin priestess vessels for the goddess Isis).

A great famine happened and many died, then the plagues came. Death was everywhere and even the temple was not spared. Offerings stopped coming in and we were starving to death.

The younger children went first as they were not as strong as some of the older ones. I can remember the smell of death that filled the halls of the temple. Though I do not remember my death there I do surmise starving was the reason.

I never got to meet Isis myself, yet the high priestess often times would say she visited, telling us what to pray for next. It seems to me that this strange place was partly connected to the gods, yet it was more of a way for the Pharos to connect to their goddess in a way that made them feel much better about their own rolls in the life they lived.

Next: Dealing with the fallout of the Dark Council disbandment.

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41 – Origins and Being Summoned.

Memory of My Origins And Process

It’s taken me a very long time to remember my own origins.  Much of my memory was assisted by people who remembered me and knew who I was.

Other memories were disclosed by my Guides.  Later, I was able to validate many of those events with the memories of others, and the information in The Phoenix Archives.

My history is long.  Things that I’ve done in other lifetimes keep on cropping up in the most unexpected ways.

As much as I try to remember my origins, I only get vague impressions.

Omen once told me that I was the result of a collision between two gas giants.

Personally, I can’t wrap my mind around what that even means or if it’s even possible.  Albeit; if Omen said it, it will have substance.  He wasn’t known to be frivolous, especially with words and how things are.

Why Am I Here?

But even if this is so, what would someone like me even be doing here? Why have others told me that my mere presence is causing problems and to leave?

You might wonder that, if I am a god, why would I be spending time on such things as Facebook, chat rooms, blogs, etc.?   

Wouldn’t I be out there doing all kinds of magnificent deeds?  On that point, I’ve found that much can be done without ever having to leave my room. 

Most things I do are Astral based, including Healing. 

Still, I’ve asked the same questions, of myself.

There is a method in all that I do. All the important connections I have made have been through those mediums of social media.

Some things can only be done on the 3D level.  They take an enormous amount of work and coordination. This includes my attempt to give people’s power and knowledge back to them; to show that nothing is beyond reproach. That We are indeed all One and separation is the only illusion.

Summoned By Two Factions

When my friend, Ecclasia, read to me from The Phoenix Archives, she told me that my primal energy was the Energy of Life.  It’s the fire (I assume) all Souls have to pass through to be born.

She went on to say that I was here to prove a point and had asked for permission to be here.

Back in 2016, as I pondered my own history, a story came to me. This happens from time to time, and reveals information that is later proven to be correct. 

My Guides told me two factions were Summoning beings from higher levels. Their intention was to ask them for help and trick them into an agreement where they could be bound and used.

As most higher level beings have no concept of betrayal or treachery, many were easily duped into becoming enslaved.

The two factions were The Galactic Federation and the Annunaki.

Because The Galactic Federation is such a buzz word nowadays, I wondered if such an organization really existed or if it was people feeding off each other. However, my Guides, and virtually everyone I know who is associated with the Astral, are adamant that they exist.

As for the Annunaki, it’s become another buzz word. For a long time, I dismissed them as being made up until I could no longer deny the proof that they existed. 

I’ve heard that Annunaki originally meant “The Fallen,” as they are mostly fallen angels. That is, Angelics that chose Free Will. The name also became synonymous with “Destroyers,” and my Guides said it also meant “against the Federation.”  I honestly can’t be sure as there seem to be many different versions around. It’s possible they are all true. Names can take on the meanings with associated actions.

Arms Race

Both were looking for powerful beings to control, use as weapons, and exploit resources.

The Annunaki believed that The Galactic Federation was corrupt. Their intentions were to destroy them. However, their plans also included taking over everything themselves. What they couldn’t control, they would try to destroy.

Angelics, as a rule, don’t have any empathy. They view anything that isn’t Angelic as inferior.

From what I remember, both sides attempted to summon me.

What It Is Like To Be Summoned.

If you’ve never been summoned before, let me tell you it’s very annoying.  It’s very similar to a Soul Call, except you have not agreed to be part of it. Normally, there are rituals, sigils, names, Sacred Geometry and Words of Power involved. When it’s done, it needs to be done right otherwise it can end very badly.

For those who have ever experienced such a thing, it’s like a compulsion to go somewhere. A pull that is hard to ignore. The more powerful the summoning, the harder it is to resist. And the more powerful the being, the greater your peril will be if you succeed.

My recollections are that many were summoned who should have been left alone. Generally, successful summoning’s are due only because the summoned beings are innocent and, as mentioned, have no concept of treachery and betrayal.

In this way, they are manipulated into doing things they would not normally do, and may end up bound and enslaved. I’ve known a few who fall into this category.

Plans

For my own part, I had a full awareness of what was going on before I was summoned.  I had already been active and had observed much of what was transpiring.

When both sides tried to summon me, I chose The Galactic Federation.  I told them I would help on my terms only.  One of those non-negotiable terms was that the corruption would have to end.  Additionally, the denizens of Earth would have the right to exist peacefully, without control or tyranny.

I knew about the corruption in The Galactic Federation.  In an exchange, I would identify who was behind the corruption and remove them.

Part of my plan was to set up what would become known as the Jewels of Harmony.  These were the means by which sectors of The Galactic Federation would become balanced and protected against attacks.

Next: The Orion Gems of Harmony

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40 – Guides, Synchronicity, And Soul Calls

Guides, Synchronicity, And Soul Calls

For those who have been following my life story; you might say it reads like a contrived script for a low budget Hollywood movie or a poorly written fantasy novel.

Everything conveniently happens because plot demands it. Be it encountering certain people, some crucial piece of information I need, or some deux-ex-machina type solution that gets myself or friends out of deep trouble.

If this had been a work of fiction I was reading, I would have thrown the book aside in annoyance by now and gone on a rant about how unrealistic everything is.

However, it’s not fiction.  It’s my life.  It’s really happening; and I doubt I have the skills to make up this kind of story.

Fortunately, there is a valid explanation for how it all works.

Synchronicity

Carl Jung coined a term called Synchronicity.  It basically means that there is no such thing as coincidence. Everything that happens has been agreed upon, and events are used to move you forward on your chosen path.  While synchronicities may appear random and by chance, they most certainly are not.

While it’s nice to have a term that describes such things; Carl Jung only put a name to something that has always existed. Most Masters and Beings already know about this phenomenon.

If I tried to personally arrange and coordinate everything for my life to work out the way it has, I’d have more chance at winning the lottery.

Fortunately, there is more than just me. I have guides and helpers who work on many levels. I also have lines of Fate, that help ensure certain outcomes.

The Dakini

I have extraordinary Guides known as the Dakini who I consider to be some of the best guides available. Before I incarnated into this current body, I approached them and asked them for help.

I promised the Dakini certain things in exchange for their assistance.  They agreed.  They have been guiding and guarding my life every step of the way. They are not my only Guides, but they have done an amazing job.

I arranged for my Guides to help me awaken when the time was right. To help remind me who I really am. I told them to never let up, not for a moment.  I also acknowledged what a tedious job it would be for them, repeating the same message over and over to me in my mind.

Thanks to their exceptional skill and effort, my Guides ensure that everything that needs to happen, happens. They make sure that I’m in the right place, at the right time, hearing the information I need, or meeting up with someone who gives me another piece of the puzzle.

What seems like a chance encounter ends up revealing critical information.

When it’s important, my Guides (or me) will put out a Soul Call for those who need to find me.

Seth

Two Soul Calls of note (though by no means the only ones), are how my Soul Children located me. Each one felt strongly compelled to find and contact me.

For anyone who has read “I am The Phoenix”, they will know that one Soul Child of note is Seth.  Seth’s current incarnation is in a female body named Mari. Mari literally felt the Soul Call the day it was sent out for other Phoenii to find me. The Soul Call was so strong that she spent the better part of a week trying to track it down, and eventually we met in a chat room that I frequented.

The chat room, Celestine Vision, was based on the philosophy of Synchronicity.  In the year 2000, the Dakini told me they had hired the website administrator to create this chat interface. 

As a result, I gained many vital connections and discovered important information. It all found its way to the chat.

There was an instant connection with Mari. Over the years, we have helped each other to remember and validate our memories, including what happened in our past lives.

When we met neither of us was sure who we really were. All we knew was that we were both Phoenii.  It took me around three years to work out who Mari was, and I often would put theories to my Guides.

At one point, I was so lost, my Guides responded to me:    Now, you’re guessing!

Then one day, late in 2009, I looked at a photo of Mari.  Suddenly, I just knew who she was.  Why I felt it and how; I honestly cannot tell you. I just knew. Just like a parent knows their own child.

When I told Sophie, she asked Nicole who quickly validated it. She had known Seth in many of her incarnations and knew exactly who she was.

And it’s been chaos ever since…

NUT Goddess Of The Sky

The other Soul Call was my Twin Soul, NUT (pronounced “noot”).

In 2012, a year after I had accepted that I was Geb, I idly thought to myself that I must have a sister and that NUT may be somewhere out there. 

I sent a quick mental call out to her and promptly forgot about it.

It couldn’t have been more than 36 hours later; I received an e-mail from someone who claimed to feel strongly compelled to contact me. She said she needed help and that it felt like her heart was breaking.

Moon

Her name was Moon, she lived in Canada and when I spoke to her, I felt a very strong sense that I knew her.  She believed she was the goddess ISIS. (As NUT was the mother of ISIS, and they carry a very similar energy, it made sense.)

I soon realized that she wasn’t ISIS. That she was NUT, herself, and a fully manifested Avatar at that.

Moon was her real name.  According to mythology, NUT was considered to be the Mother of the Moon and Sun; including the title Goddess of the Sky.

To add confirmation, her Facebook email also was, “Goddess of the Sky.”

Past Issues

You would think this would have been a happy reunion.  On the contrary, we had parted on bad terms.  Moon was still extremely angry with me because I had chosen Seth over what she had wanted.

Moon wrote to me:    I shall let you choose your path. And I will never try to influence you. I think this affected me a lot more than it did to[sic] you.

     You forgot one thing, that I was your wife and your decisions affected me. You decided to do things without thinking about me.  I wish you would think how I would feel.  But I don’t know why that meant we were not together.  I still can’t accept it.

Moon was also adamantly pushing me to go to Canada and be with her.  I knew this would be a very bad idea.

I won’t go into the details, but Moon became angry with me.  Especially when I told her I could not be with her because I was in a relationship.  After a few weeks, she abruptly blocked me and stopped talking.

Reconciliation

The whole episode left me feeling bemused. Not only was it another confirmation that I was Geb, but I felt I had opened up a hornet’s nest of unresolved issues that I had been oblivious to.  (I soon discovered that she wasn’t the only one I had jilted, though that would be another story.)

It was three and a half years later when Moon finally made contact with me again. She told me she was living in New York, and she didn’t remember everything that had happened between us; but she knew it was time to let go of the past and move forward.

Moon felt genuine, and I felt a sense of relief that we could at least reconcile.

Canada

In another amazing Synchronicity, I ended up living in Toronto, Canada for 6 months in 2016 to early 2017.  Moon also ended up there at the same time and we lived 30 minutes away from each other.

We were able to meet up several times, and having met Moon in person, I have no doubt she is who I thought:  NUT.

There was no pull to be with her, though. But there was a flow. In the 3D, however, we are just too different to be together.

We have our own ideas on how things should be done. She is technically my opposite, after all.

Soul Binds

So many individuals have found me over the years when I’ve sent out a Soul Call. To date many associates, and my Soul Children, have found me.  Such people help validate who I am, the memories we share, and many of the things that have gone on.

Those who I first thought were allies, turned out to be anything but.

Thus, along with people such as those who remember their past lives, it helps to build a much bigger picture.

I have been blessed with so many wonderful people who have come into my life. I started off from a place where I felt I was totally alone and have found that, over the years, I am far from that.

Death Do Us Part

We become Soul Bound by acts of love, hate, anger, revenge, curses and so on.

This is one good reason to think carefully before attacking someone in your current life or making any deal or agreement with a particular person. Death is not the end of our association, by any means.

With that being said, I am grateful that someone saw fit and was wise enough to include the statement: “Till death do us part,” in marriage vows.  At least those vows won’t carry over into other lives.