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Narration |
We are physically united |
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I am excited |
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Yes! We begin to ascend |
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I do so hope we ascend to the
place of white and gold light |
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And yes we do |
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And again Michael leads us down
the boulevard |
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And again people stop to look at
him |
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It seems as if it is the same
man, every time that I notice |
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The man with the pottery in his
arms |
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Who stands and stares at
Archangel
Michael |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
And what do you think the pottery
stands for |
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Scribe |
You are the clay and I am the
potter |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Exactly so! |
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Narration |
Though I see that there are other
people along the sidewalk |
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Who have also stopped to look at
Archangel Michael |
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There is a woman for example |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
And what is she holding |
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Scribe |
Pottery |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Yes what do you think that means |
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Scribe |
It is here that human souls are
formed? |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Close, but not quite |
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Think upon it some more |
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Scribe |
It is here that the human vessels
are formed |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Yes, not the souls dear one |
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The human vessels are formed here
In this place of white and gold light |
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Here the human vessels are formed |
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And why do you think |
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The Lord keeps bringing you back
here |
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Scribe |
For reforming and reshaping |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Exactly so dear one |
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Let us now continue and see what
develops |
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Do not expect |
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Simply watch what unfolds |
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Narration |
The woman steps forward and shows
Michael her pottery |
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And it is broken at the neck |
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And Michael softens it and molds
it back together again |
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The woman thanks Michael and
steps back |
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More people are gathered on the
sidewalk now |
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Many more people |
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It would seem that with Michael
fixing one pottery |
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The floodgates have opened and
all have come with their pottery |
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To simply look at Michael or to
have him fix their pottery |
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But Michael holds his hands out
to his side, palms up,
STOP |
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And the people retreat
respectfully |
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I again see the man, the 1st
one I always see |
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He is still on the sidewalk, he
is still keeping his eyes on Michael |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Who do you think he is |
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Scribe |
My potter? |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
No, think some more |
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Scribe |
The potter of Sage and Ruth’s
children? |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
No, think some more |
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Scribe |
The potter of the children of
Earth |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
Yes dear one, that is exactly who
he is |
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The potter of the children of
Earth |
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And that is why he is so
interested in our little parade |
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For he recognizes an Earthling
among us |
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He recognizes that our parade is
about the children of Earth |
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Scribe |
He must be awfully busy |
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Scribe’s Spirit |
He lives in eternity |
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He lives in the Eternal Now |
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And works in absolute calmness |
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Scribe |
I see |
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Narration |
And now we are before the throne
of God |
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And we are in a straight line |
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Michael has not yet stepped back |
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And Michael says |
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Archangel Michael |
Dear Heavenly Father |
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Our human child would like more
concreteness |
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To our messages to Ruth and
Sage’s children |
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Is this O Lord permissible to you |
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God |
What does she mean by more
concreteness |
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Archangel Michael |
Dear Father |
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She would have the children be
given more specific instructions |
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Steps # 2 and #3 at the very
minimum |
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God |
Is the message to listen within
and follow their call |
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Not enough for her |
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Archangel Michael |
No my Father |
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She would have the children
provided with more |
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Before they are ‘left on their
own’
To listen within and follow their call |
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She would have us hold them by
the hand for the first few steps |
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Until they gain confidence and
can then continue the journey |
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Simply by listening within and
following Sage and Ruth’s call |
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God |
Her request is granted |
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Archangel Michael |
Thank you Father |
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Thank you |
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Narration |
And we all bow down reverentially
to God the Father |
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And then turn around in place |
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And return the way we have come |
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The potter I have seen nods his
head sagely |
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He is in agreement and is pleased
with this decision |
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We are now back at the campsite |
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Michael looks around and says |
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Archangel Michael |
My children what have we learned |
