it is time to lay the era of “channeling” to rest — and claim the wisdom that lies within you

it is time to lay the era of “channeling” to rest — and claim the wisdom that lies within you

This post has been taking shape for six months — and now, its time has come. No more holding back for fear that these words will somehow disrespect or appear to discredit the fine, fine work of so many gifted individuals — or the concomitant fear that my more mainstream readers will instantly label, judge, and distance themselves from me.
For many years, I have followed, admired, honored, and put great stock in the wisdom, comfort, and joy brought forth by those who identify themselves as “channelers.” Some have become dear friends and trusted advisors.

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Even so, I have a confession:
At this juncture in human evolution, I think the concept has become a prehistoric crutch and an outdated bit of hooey. (Ah, yes, do you not hear St. Germain sounding the chuckle heard ’round the Universe?)
All you gifted transmitters of Archangels, Galactic Guides, Ascended Masters, Ancestral Sages, and other Source communicators, please breathe deeply and hear me out.
It’s not about them anymore. It’s about us — naming and claiming who we are and what we are here to create. It’s about fully embodying the understanding that humanity has now reached sufficient critical mass consciousness for each of us to throw back the curtain and come out of the multidimensional closet.  (And yes, that’s from me, torn and tattered, whole and perfect, speaking from my deepest place of infinite knowing. You can call me, um, Rachel. )
There seems always to be a great rush to hear the wise words from entities who, by dint of their lack of a spinal column and recognizable central nervous system, appear to possess a higher intelligence than the rest of us who bravely volunteered to navigate this often ponderous, earthly walk.
I’m not buying it anymore.
I submit that the higher intelligence rests within each of us — and it no longer serves to lay attribution at the (disembodied) feet of any essence perceived to be more brilliant and more connected than our own magnificent selves.
When one speaks truth from an Ascended Master, is that one not tapping the ray of herself wherein she exists as an Ascended Master ?
When one brings through glorious, uplifting messages from the Angelics, is that one not speaking from his own Angelic Core and delighting us with his infinite connection with Home?
When you hear as clear as a bell the teachings of the Grandmothers and Grandfathers, who speaks if not the wise elder who you have always been?
The wise and witty guide who elicits tears and laughter — is you! The fairies who enchant you with magic and charm you with their antics — are part of your own fairy DNA! The starship commander who helps to chart your journey is a long-ago and far-away part of you returned home to your once-murky, ever-clearing awareness.
Are these Middle-Earth inhabitants, Mayan prophets, collective committees of consciousness, and voices from beyond the veil clamoring for credit and seeking to broaden their popularity and world reach? Do they lobby us for greater access and unlimited audience capture?
Of course not! Without attempting to overlay the human template onto non-human essence — they know who they are and their essential beingness is scarcely affected by whether their handles or usernames are splashed about the Internet and beyond.
Simply put, these guys are ready to cut the apron strings on we beleaguered humans and step back into their lives (our word, not theirs) of everlasting love and splendiferous creation. Imagine the gang at the Star Wars Bar high-fiving each other and declaring in uncountable languages of color, light, molecular glitter, and sound, “By Jove, I think they’ve got it!”
In the past, I myself have brought through wisdom and was enthralled to “meet” the ones who stepped forth and introduced themselves.
Sometimes my writing sounds Elizabethan in tone and tenor, because the essence that is “me” has walked and lived among Shakespeare and his contemporaries.  Other times, my words echo chords found in ancient scripture or saintly missives, because my multitudinous existence contains the Christ and the Magdalen and so I speak from Divine experience.
For eternities, my soul has traveled galaxies untold and walked barefoot this vast Turtle Island in the company of great healers and leaders – and from no other Source than the pure and holy All-There-Is, does my wisdom and knowing flow through my bag of bones and onto the page before me.
Consciousness is an equal opportunity experience. So why not call a spade a spade — and release the propensity to play second fiddle to entities who, in truth, reside within us and reflect everything each of us always has been and always will be?
Brilliance and insight know no boundaries and require no overlaid constructs that, in truth, separate and divide us from the totality of limitless being. And if you are uplifted by the belief that this post emanated from some speck of consciousness that exists outside the reaches of ordinary knowing, so be it!
Let’s call it Rachel.
And now, we are complete.

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