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Chapter
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After The Rapture §
The phone rang and awakened me. Wondering if it was morning,
I groped my hand towards the receiver, and mumbled into the
telephone. It was my friend, Michele.
"Do you remember that there is a lecture tomorrow evening at
the Meta/Physics Bookstore?" she said.
I had been so overwhelmed with everything else that I had forgotten.
"Let's go together. Would you like dinner before?"
We agreed to meet at one of our favorite little midtown restaurants
and then go to hear the lecture, After the Rapture.
Life was not letting me off the hook. Things were moving at
a dizzying pace, so I decided to get a notebook that would be
used specifically for jotting down the coinciding events and
messages I was receiving. I found one that would serve the purpose,
and gathered the bits and pieces of information I'd accumulated
related to this search.
So now I had something to use as a base for confirming and
adding to the body of knowledge I was gaining through this process.
The next evening, I met Michele at the restaurant, and we fell
into easy conversation over dinner. She spoke of events she'd
been involved with since our last get-together and gave me a
copy of her latest newsletter. With Michele, I could share everything.
We had similar experiences and a lot in common, although she
was born in France and I in America.
She could recall great texture in her formative years, and
then, having come to this country before the Second World War,
she was in a unique position to blend the best of both worlds
during the vital time of repair and growth that followed the
war.
Having a flair for writing, she landed a job in New York as
an editor, became an accomplished author with several books
to her credit, and developed a passion for philosophical pursuits.
We shared many similar paths from the past that contributed
to our present level of awareness. We both edited small newsletters,
and had our own following in the teachings we shared with others.
Michele was a prime example of equality in friendship. We respected
and admired one another and were able to talk about things that
we couldn't express with many others. We were peers, even though
we had a considerable age difference. I found it amazing that
when individuals were kindred spirits, age had no meaning. My
older and younger friends of that caliber were all one…no age,
no gender, no separation based on anything other than the quality
of our interactions. We were at home and had found aspects of
ourselves reflected back to us in one another. These were people
who were part of our soul families. I was grateful for them,
as they made my journey through life a little sweeter.
Dinner over, we proceeded to the bookstore where the lecture
was being given by a man named Roland Ivory. I was intrigued
about him based on the title of his talk, After The Rapture,
which matched what I'd received at the Labyrinth. As we approached,
we could see that others were also interested in the subject.
There was already a huge line of people waiting for tickets.
"My goodness, I thought we'd be early," I murmured.
Michele laughed. "Well, it looks as though we're not the only
ones who want to hear what Mr. Ivory has to offer. I'd say that
is a pretty good indication that something is going on, wouldn't
you?"
She was right. The Bay Area often had a unique role in presenting
the next step of unfoldment in whatever way was important for
the future. We were on the brink of a new focus as we spoke.
We nodded to other people we knew who were there, and one of
the regulars to the lecture series came over. He was a transplanted
Englishman from the Philippines, who had arrived in California
during the heyday of the '60s. Paul knew everything that was
going on, and tended to dwell on conspiracy theories and ideas.
"Did you know that the government is involved in secret testing
of high frequency sound waves in Alaska?"
He didn't even wait for hellos.
"This is very disturbing because it's effecting the ozone layer
and the atmosphere. It's interfering with animal migration and
damaging people's health."
He glowered and shook his head. I jokingly referred to him
as Chief Thunder Cloud, but often he wasn't far wrong about
things that were happening.
"I hope this evening isn't going to be about that," I said.
"No, not really. But Ivory is aware of it. It's having an effect
on things."
Someone else who Paul recognized joined the line, and he was
off to spread his concerns there.
"You know, it's very sad that this man dwells on what is wrong.
It obviously causes him a great deal of suffering." Michele
had compassion for him. "Did he go through the war?" she asked.
"Yes," I nodded, "I believe he was in a prisoner of war camp
in the Pacific during the latter part of WWII. He's that age."
"Well, that explains a great deal," said Michele. "You can
look at people and often find that they are riveted by the events
that occurred in the beginning of their lives. They tend to
replay similar scenarios over and over again regardless of present
circumstances."
The line moved forward as the room opened for the lecture.
We paid for our tickets and inched towards the front, finding
two seats in good position to see the lectern. Soon the room
was filled, and as the clock struck 8PM, our speaker emerged
from a side door, dressed casually in dark slacks and a loose
fitting shirt. He had long brown/silver hair, a mustache, and
compelling green eyes. He also had a smile that would disarm
anyone. As he spoke, I recognized that this was someone I wanted
to know.
His lecture centered around the changes that we were experiencing
on Earth and how they tied in to the so called "end times" mentioned
in many places, the Bible being one of them. I took some notes.
1. The Rapture was both a time
and a process that individuals could choose to be part of
through the preparation within their bodies, minds and spirits
of attuning to higher vibrations.
2. There were tones and codes
that would affect subtle body centers.
3. There were individuals who
had been pre-encoded with the information so that there would
be "trigger" events or elements that would cause those people
to remember who they really were and why they were here.
Some of those triggers were fairly simple, such as the digital
clock reading of 11:11. People would respond to that number
combination and wonder where they had seen it before or what
it meant to them. From that point, other elements would become
apparent. There would by more synchronistic events in the lives
of those people, including:
- meaningful coincidences
- fortuitous encounters
- a sense of urgency about preparing for some event that was
yet to come.
I could agree to much of what he said, having just experienced
the sense of urgency with Helen and Luke. Also, since the early
'80s when I'd gotten my digital clock, I always seemed to look
at it when it was 11:11. It happened too often to be coincidental,
and I found the number combination fascinating.
I remember asking people if they had that experience also.
Some just looked at me blankly, but there were people who also
noticed it, and a chance encounter in the bookstore with a flyer
that asked the very question… "Are you aware of 11:11?" made
me jump when I saw it. Perhaps there was something significant
to it after all. In calling the number posted, I found that
it was a group whose ideas did not coincide with mine, but I
was grateful to know others had also been impacted. Now Ivory
was confirming the purpose for that 'contact.'
Meaningful coincidences were a constant in my life. Things
were often synchronistic. Earlier in the day, I'd had two calls,
and when talking with the first individual about my newsletter,
I related the directive to find the Holy Grail, and she asked
me if I'd seen the latest issue of Ariadne's Web, a quarterly
magazine. She said the entire issue was dedicated to the Grail.
That gave me insight as to why the two other people had gone
to the bookstore searching for information about the Grail.
Later in the day, I received a call from a former colleague
and mentioned to him the same directive. He said it was quite
coincidental that he'd just been watching a show on the Knights
Templar, and in the last episode of the investigation, the focus
was on the Holy Grail and its implication in relation to Jesus
and Mary Magdalene. In this hypothesis, she was thought to be
the Grail, and supposedly had children who transmitted the lineage
of Jesus throughout history. It was to the heirs of that union
that the Templars were bound to serve and protect. Because of
their views, they were hunted by the orthodox church and driven
underground, later to be found amidst the Gnostics, another
outlawed religious group. He said he'd made a copy of the show
and would loan it to me. I was curious to see it, because the
implication was quite mind-boggling!
These were affirmations to me, signals that I was on the right
track. I didn't yet know how Roland Ivory's lecture fit in to
the whole scenario, but I'd find out when the timing was right.
At this point, I was just gathering my clues. This would go
into my notebook tonight with the rest.
After the lecture, people milled around Ivory during the book-signing
and asked more questions. The book, After The Rapture, presented
in greater detail what he had discussed in the lecture. It looked
like it would be worth owning, so I picked up a copy and waited
for my turn to meet him. As we moved closer, I had the uncanny
feeling that something of major significance was about to occur.
The man in front of us suddenly became quite agitated and launched
into a tirade against aspects of Ivory's lecture. The author
tried to reason with the man, who seemed to grow more and more
belligerent. In one hair-raising second, the man raised his
fist to assault Ivory, and with equal speed, Ivory placed his
hand in a way that blocked the thrusting fist, and intoned a
sound that made the man stand frozen for what seemed like eternity.
Everyone was stunned, and after the silence, the man seemed
dazed and mumbled some apology. He was escorted out of the store
after Ivory told the manager that he did not want to involve
the authorities. He closed his eyes for a moment and a pale
light emanated from him. Then, it was as though nothing had
happened. He sat down at the table where he had been signing
books and looked up at me, fully recovered.
"How did you do that?" I asked.
"Old Indian method for deflecting hostility. Works like a charm."
He laughed and discarded the event as one of the things that
happens when revolutionary information is presented.
I asked if he had workshops, and he looked at me thoughtfully.
"Yes, I do. But I have a hunch that you need to come down to
New Mexico where I live. I'm going to have a gathering with
a few selected people. I think you are one of them."
I was momentarily taken aback, but as I looked into his eyes,
the intensity of connection to a much deeper purpose awakened
remembrance in me. Instead of rejecting the invitation, I agreed
that he was right. We exchanged phone numbers, and he wrote
a few words in the book I'd handed him. After I paid for my
purchase, Michele and I headed back to the car. She was reflective
after the events, and I could tell she had something on her
mind.
"You need to go there," she said quietly. "There's something
very important waiting for you in New Mexico, and Roland Ivory
is a missing piece to a much larger puzzle."
©
Kathleen Jacoby, 2000
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