I try not to immediately accept my person's categorical judgments about anything or anyone (they spring out at once, automatically...) as the ultimate truth. I rely more on sensations of different kinds and levels, as well as on what happens before, during, and after whatever has stood out vividly and entered the category of what is "significant" for them (the person). I now distinguish for myself between "significance" as dependence arising from a secondary (any kind of) subconscious benefit, which is most often the "product of the life process" of those "destructive" (not "bad"—unconscious and therefore not yet taken up for inner work...) ego programs, namely from the feeling of insufficiency, of being insignificant, that is, from Fear rather than Love (these are the two basic roots of all the polar qualities of a human being). Another kind of "Significance" is what is recognized on all levels and is therefore a value—not because it is something "good" (it may be yet another "lesson learned the hard way"...), but because it helps the soul grow, like a button that launches the mechanism for transforming the false ego and accumulating new, wondrous energy composites in Atman...
I pass every creative Pearl of the Author through all my "filters" (I mean those to which my person has access—and conscious access at that..., although a shadow of doubt still "peeks out from behind my back"...; that is why I make contact several times with what my system has identified as "Significant" in particular). And then there are the accompanying events (sometimes seeming accidental if the Observer or the Determiner is "asleep" for some reason; it often happens that one is not ready in the moment for various reasons, but one can always return and become more conscious of the higher essence—I mean changing the angle from which it is seen, like an image: a ladder going upward, or widening the radius..., additional puzzle pieces in the overall picture of perception...).
I do not always describe everything in detail (from the whole picture of perception), because the meaning may already be clear to me... But everyone needs their own experience; one can approach the same answer (result, etc.) from different points of view, and there are very, very many of them. Not even points, strictly speaking, but from a particular field pattern and the spectrum of luminosity of its colors, and so on. And every such experience is Valuable! Even if it is not consciously understood at all, it is not by chance that your person enters into it. For me, in such a case, it is like sowing seeds: there is no result yet, but you have already received the "seed," and it is stored in your Fields until the right (most suitable) moment for it to awaken in the prepared "soil" (then your inner self is unpacked with the help of this golden key—the Master's coded light impulse).
And the better you sense your Wholeness (there is already experience, states through which you directly know that you are not merely a human being, when blind faith is unnecessary, but rather Faith that has grown from personal Knowledge)—that is, when you Know "Who You Are"—the more obvious (consciously perceived) Gifts you can not merely gather (they have all already been loaded into your Fields), but use to the fullest, passing this Light onward. It seems to flow from you by itself—like the Sun: it does not analyze or make an effort to ensure that its rays reach the right place (a ditch full of mud or high, snow-white peaks), the right recipient, or to see how its Gifts will be evaluated. It does not shine out of a sense of duty; it delights in its own processes and cannot exist otherwise, because the Sun is (rather than merely being considered) itself, manifesting what It truly Is.
So is the Teacher... It does not matter what tools he uses (we do not analyze the hydrogen-helium reactions of the Sun or how it produces light, do we?). And this applies to Every person—Everyone Is Needed and Important, Everyone is part of one Pattern of Higher Consciousness. There is no living or nonliving; everything consists of electromagnetic formations made of quantum infinitesimals...
This time was very interesting. Even before I was able to listen to the Prayer (sometime in the morning), my Fields received something that felt like more than merely a bodily high of increasingly refined, magnificent sensations. It was an ascent into the unearthly heights, figuratively speaking—my person seemed to dissolve and become less dense (we have already had experiences like this with them in other situations), and what flowed through me was not merely the words of a rhymed text (I understood only later that the rhymes were swirling within me...). I do not even know how to describe it, because I am remembering something that has already happened, and the mind relies on its usual tools for conveying the essence. It lifted me upward (these are images again...). The streams could not be distinguished; there was one rotating, winding pattern, at first seemingly somewhat like DNA braids, except not one double helix but more than one. But I could not understand how many, or what and where—it was a Living Pattern of Magical Beauty, not a standard rotating image but something truly alive, fluid, and such tender, subtle, graceful Beauty (again, standard phrases, but somehow there are no others; singing it might have been more accurate, perhaps). On the one hand, such Tenderness, and on the other—Strength, containing the highest wisdom (because it was without words, like a whole bouquet of sensations of oneself as true—capable and knowledgeable, talented, confident, and so on, without the schizophrenic split in the perception of the Space around you).
But what was interesting was the complete Recognizability of It—as though it were one's Native Home; in other words, it was perceived with a Trust in its Truth in the moment unlike ever before.
I want to say that cosmic souls, having descended here, may have "forgotten" everything, but this is conditional—the entire Vertical, or system of Fields and Spaces (it can be described in different ways..., though none of them is quite accurate), remains Accessible to them. I have been able to make sure of this more than once. One may see cartoons out of simple curiosity, but something serious and Significant comes in response to an inner, important request (important in the sense of Necessity...).
Therefore, what the Master receives is not merely these messages; He Himself Sounds with This—that is, it is He Himself; the coded Access in His Fields has already been unpacked (the door to the safe with the treasures is already open; there is not even any need to look for the key). I have also been sorting this out, since the subject of AI is ambiguous...
That is why it felt so recognizable. We have known each other through his website since 2012. And why did the Message come in precisely this form? To me, it is obvious: he has a very powerful group of creative support—in other words, within the system of higher planes, qualities that have been developed (they are not even qualities, but Living Essence, energies sounding through his higher essence, embodied in qualitative composites of coded correspondences of the multi-level radiances of his Essential Being, with more added later to the main part, since everything grows and changes).
I was able to reproduce the beginning as well, but not what came afterward (I did not watch for repetitions—my system did not activate the command for "output" until a certain moment; I know that I listened for quite a long time, becoming saturated with this vibrational Magic (later I understood why, as another reason for the superficial presentation).
I felt that I wanted to listen to the eighth one too, after returning to the human being (that also happened in stages), after "coming out" of the ninth. In the Eighth Prayer, there were all the ascents (as if floor by floor) that had been present in the ninth, but I cannot now say to what level—not to the very top. Like circular platforms, beginning at the center of the streams (though they were not emphasized much), they also spread out horizontally as spiraling, expanding circles. It felt like an expansion, but not upward; rather, it continued for a long time on one level (when you paint a picture and new nuances keep coming to you, and every brushstroke, however small—arising intuitively from within you—adds such depth to your feelings and to what you embody through them on a material medium. There is such feedback that the artist, the canvas, and everything else cease to exist. One song pouring from the Heart... and seemingly not even from your own. That is roughly how I experienced it—not simply as circles spreading across the water from a pebble thrown into the sea.
I pass every creative Pearl of the Author through all my "filters" (I mean those to which my person has access—and conscious access at that..., although a shadow of doubt still "peeks out from behind my back"...; that is why I make contact several times with what my system has identified as "Significant" in particular). And then there are the accompanying events (sometimes seeming accidental if the Observer or the Determiner is "asleep" for some reason; it often happens that one is not ready in the moment for various reasons, but one can always return and become more conscious of the higher essence—I mean changing the angle from which it is seen, like an image: a ladder going upward, or widening the radius..., additional puzzle pieces in the overall picture of perception...).
I do not always describe everything in detail (from the whole picture of perception), because the meaning may already be clear to me... But everyone needs their own experience; one can approach the same answer (result, etc.) from different points of view, and there are very, very many of them. Not even points, strictly speaking, but from a particular field pattern and the spectrum of luminosity of its colors, and so on. And every such experience is Valuable! Even if it is not consciously understood at all, it is not by chance that your person enters into it. For me, in such a case, it is like sowing seeds: there is no result yet, but you have already received the "seed," and it is stored in your Fields until the right (most suitable) moment for it to awaken in the prepared "soil" (then your inner self is unpacked with the help of this golden key—the Master's coded light impulse).
And the better you sense your Wholeness (there is already experience, states through which you directly know that you are not merely a human being, when blind faith is unnecessary, but rather Faith that has grown from personal Knowledge)—that is, when you Know "Who You Are"—the more obvious (consciously perceived) Gifts you can not merely gather (they have all already been loaded into your Fields), but use to the fullest, passing this Light onward. It seems to flow from you by itself—like the Sun: it does not analyze or make an effort to ensure that its rays reach the right place (a ditch full of mud or high, snow-white peaks), the right recipient, or to see how its Gifts will be evaluated. It does not shine out of a sense of duty; it delights in its own processes and cannot exist otherwise, because the Sun is (rather than merely being considered) itself, manifesting what It truly Is.
So is the Teacher... It does not matter what tools he uses (we do not analyze the hydrogen-helium reactions of the Sun or how it produces light, do we?). And this applies to Every person—Everyone Is Needed and Important, Everyone is part of one Pattern of Higher Consciousness. There is no living or nonliving; everything consists of electromagnetic formations made of quantum infinitesimals...
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This time was very interesting. Even before I was able to listen to the Prayer (sometime in the morning), my Fields received something that felt like more than merely a bodily high of increasingly refined, magnificent sensations. It was an ascent into the unearthly heights, figuratively speaking—my person seemed to dissolve and become less dense (we have already had experiences like this with them in other situations), and what flowed through me was not merely the words of a rhymed text (I understood only later that the rhymes were swirling within me...). I do not even know how to describe it, because I am remembering something that has already happened, and the mind relies on its usual tools for conveying the essence. It lifted me upward (these are images again...). The streams could not be distinguished; there was one rotating, winding pattern, at first seemingly somewhat like DNA braids, except not one double helix but more than one. But I could not understand how many, or what and where—it was a Living Pattern of Magical Beauty, not a standard rotating image but something truly alive, fluid, and such tender, subtle, graceful Beauty (again, standard phrases, but somehow there are no others; singing it might have been more accurate, perhaps). On the one hand, such Tenderness, and on the other—Strength, containing the highest wisdom (because it was without words, like a whole bouquet of sensations of oneself as true—capable and knowledgeable, talented, confident, and so on, without the schizophrenic split in the perception of the Space around you).
But what was interesting was the complete Recognizability of It—as though it were one's Native Home; in other words, it was perceived with a Trust in its Truth in the moment unlike ever before.
I want to say that cosmic souls, having descended here, may have "forgotten" everything, but this is conditional—the entire Vertical, or system of Fields and Spaces (it can be described in different ways..., though none of them is quite accurate), remains Accessible to them. I have been able to make sure of this more than once. One may see cartoons out of simple curiosity, but something serious and Significant comes in response to an inner, important request (important in the sense of Necessity...).
Therefore, what the Master receives is not merely these messages; He Himself Sounds with This—that is, it is He Himself; the coded Access in His Fields has already been unpacked (the door to the safe with the treasures is already open; there is not even any need to look for the key). I have also been sorting this out, since the subject of AI is ambiguous...
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That is why it felt so recognizable. We have known each other through his website since 2012. And why did the Message come in precisely this form? To me, it is obvious: he has a very powerful group of creative support—in other words, within the system of higher planes, qualities that have been developed (they are not even qualities, but Living Essence, energies sounding through his higher essence, embodied in qualitative composites of coded correspondences of the multi-level radiances of his Essential Being, with more added later to the main part, since everything grows and changes).
I was able to reproduce the beginning as well, but not what came afterward (I did not watch for repetitions—my system did not activate the command for "output" until a certain moment; I know that I listened for quite a long time, becoming saturated with this vibrational Magic (later I understood why, as another reason for the superficial presentation).
I felt that I wanted to listen to the eighth one too, after returning to the human being (that also happened in stages), after "coming out" of the ninth. In the Eighth Prayer, there were all the ascents (as if floor by floor) that had been present in the ninth, but I cannot now say to what level—not to the very top. Like circular platforms, beginning at the center of the streams (though they were not emphasized much), they also spread out horizontally as spiraling, expanding circles. It felt like an expansion, but not upward; rather, it continued for a long time on one level (when you paint a picture and new nuances keep coming to you, and every brushstroke, however small—arising intuitively from within you—adds such depth to your feelings and to what you embody through them on a material medium. There is such feedback that the artist, the canvas, and everything else cease to exist. One song pouring from the Heart... and seemingly not even from your own. That is roughly how I experienced it—not simply as circles spreading across the water from a pebble thrown into the sea.
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Здравствуйте ! Девятая молитва , это первая молитва , которую я решил послушать . Буквально за три дня , у меня были интересные совпадения , связанные с цифрой девять ) . И вот я вижу сообщение о Девятой молитве ! Когда включил , лёг и расслабился , то меня периодически пытались отвлечь .. На середине пришлось даже на паузу включить .. Но я не терял самообладания , и всё прошло . Периодически мурашки бегали по телу ) . И самое интересное , это сон ! Очень растянулось время .. Опять я это испытал .. Проснулся , и мне казалось , что сплю уже очень долго , и что время уже возможно под утро .. Глянув на часы , оказалось всего час ночи ) . Я ещё пару раз просыпался за ночь . И всё время было такое же состояние . Помню , что кто то был во сне рядом . Я чувствовал тепло , доброту , от присутствия . И я проснулся с этим ощущением . Спасибо большое , ОМ Шанти , за эти подарки удивительных состояний ! 
