This is a piece that I channeled for Plymouth Spiritualist Church last May. From the Unverise, through me, to all of you:
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I know that many of you will say that these words are not mine. They are. They were meant for your ears and to come from this young woman's mouth. I know that many of you will question her motives, but do not for they are pure. I need you to listen to her story. I will make sure that you find meaning for it in your hearts.
Natural law isn't an actual rule. It is more like a given in a math equation. Law makes it seem like something that has to be followed, but this is not true it is simply something that is. I have often said that those who do not live by my law shall perish, but what was meant by those stiffly rehearsed and misplaced words was this: those who do not understand and work with the rhythm of the Universe will be separated from love, from light, from comfort, and from grace. Natural Law is not a law that leads to punishment; it is a given, that if not seen and taken into account will confuse and complicate the equation, that is known, as life as the journey.
Brandi loves the concept of simplicity. She believes that the world is much simpler than cynics believe, and this is a belief natural law. The belief that there is a given, that there is rhythm, that there is cycles and that if we get out of our own way we can begin to be part of nature the organic parts of life again. This wouldn't mean that we would stop feeling excitement or even fear and dread. This would simply mean that we would take it as a given, excitement and fear would be natural something that we could not search for because it was already ours or something we should avoid because it was meant to be in our possession.
We would begin to understand that there is a natural flow to things, that our souls have a purpose that our missions in life are vibrant unique and meaningful, and that we would come to learn more, enjoy more, achieve more and succeed in more adventures if we simply let our souls, let natural law, lead the way.
I said earlier that those who did not live by the law shall perish. They shall waste away to nothing. They shall no longer be seen as assets in the eyes of society. The will become meaningless, purposeless, and will lose their drive.
They will no longer be part of the symphony, but an outlier on some mathematicians line graph.
Natural law is not meant to be followed, nature law is meant to be lived. Natural law is meant to be given. Natural law is a gift that is meant to be used. I have given it to you. Use it to succeed, to flourish, to uncover depths and depths of harmony and beauty. Natural law is not a constraint but the road to freedom.
From the time Brandi was small, I was with her, guiding her, loving her, protecting her and trying to make her listen. I do this with all of my children, but each soul, each piece of the puzzle is different. Each of you is unique. Brandi as well. Part of her mission was to stand her in front of you today to tell the story of Pancho. To tell the story of a man who really is changing the world one heart at a time.
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Now, Pancho is a kind man, stands about 5 feet 10 inches tall. Lives in a world where he listens to the Universe and sees the law of harmony the law of synergy, the law of cause and effect, and the law of attraction as simple givens; part of the equation of life.
He sees the world as a masterpiece that has already been created. His job isn't to create anything grander than what the Universe has already given; but to simply uncover the painting, uncover the symphony that is at this moment in time covered in layers and layers of fear and desperation.
Pancho is a kind man, a slow man, an intuitive man, a man who really has recently begun to listen for the music that is lying beneath all of the noise. Her hears it in pieces and wants to share it will all that he can. If enough people begin to listen and peel away the noise that masks it, he is sure everyone will be able to hear the entire piece someday. He has made it his mission- his loving service to uncover it piece by piece, and share it with you all.
Pancho is a man that understands natural law, but understands it through his heart, not his mind. He feels it in his body and his blood pumps it through his veins. Pancho is a man that needs to be described. Without a picture he needs to be felt. So, do close your eyes.
Picture a man that is radiating truth, but doesn't even understand fully what it is. Yes, a channel.
Channels are wonderful beautiful people, but they are not even halfway aware of all the wisdom that they give freely to the world every day. Channels do not need to understand all of the knowledge that they bring to the world. Channels just have to trust that they are open and full of love and that what needs to come through will get to the right people at the right time in the right place. Pancho trusts this. He is in rhythm. Channels also need to take care of themselves and intentionally work and focus on keeping in rhythm.
Pancho does this through the simplest form of meditation there is-- stillness and silence. He draws the Universe in with no agenda other than cleansing his mind and body. He becomes part of the rhythm and doesn't fight any of the natural laws that others claim bind them to the ground.
Pancho breathes out pride and jealousy, but most importantly exhaustion, and in return is infused with new strength, clarity and love. It really is a masterful practice.
So, picture a man who radiates this light, but a man who doesn't even recognize the light that he gives away.
Now, he knows he is a channel make no doubt about that. It is his purpose, his mission, his reason for being but he only takes the time to refine it. He doesn't plan how it will work, who he will touch, where it will go. He knows that the natural laws of the Universe will take him to where he needs to be.
Picture this man dressed in white, Ghandi's face embroidered on his back, his feet often bear, and his bald head covered by a balck beret.
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His face isn't clean shaven. His whiskers are slightly gray, but his eyes are clear. They remind you of the eyes of a four year old-- excited, playful, intelligent, precise and proud. They squint just a little and then he takes your hand and pulls you in for a hug. He says, “Hola, me llamo es Pancho. My name is Pancho. I come from the land the call Mexico, and I am a Citizen of the Planet Earth. I have come here today to tell you that I love you.”
He says it all with a genuine smile and an openness that you cannot comprehend. How do you respond to that you ask? It feels as if he has just landed from another planet or maybe YOU have you are not sure.
But all of a sudden you realize that he has touched you. He has opened your eyes to something new, and just in a few simply stated and true sentences. You know that he isn't lying about the “I love you” part. You know this so well because you can feel it on your skin, and it is making you feel highly uncomfortable because if this saintly man in white knew anything about who you really were he would take that back in a heartbeat.
This man is no saint, and he certainly would not.
And he isn't lying about the bit about being from Mexico either. You can tell by his playfully strong accent that he speaks Spanish just as fluently if not more gracefully than the English words that form on his lips.
But the other piece, “I am a Citizen of the Planet Earth.”
I come from a land that has no boarders only names. I come from a land where we live freely and move freely, where there is enough for everyone and where life does not end because a map says it has to.
There are no dead zones--strips of land where you will be killed if you are found crossing without the right papers or privileges. This is simply the Planet Earth a whole, round sphere where land meets ocean and ocean meets land. Every piece connected to the other. Gates are gone, fences are torn down, desserts no longer house displaced nomads because there is space for everyone where the vegetation is lush and no one is turned away. This is the land of my brother Pancho, and this is the land of Natural Law.
There are no big black lines that say that one may live here and the other may not. No, big black lines that say you are welcome, but you will be put in the stockades.
No lines that leave some with resources and others without. This is the real Planet Earth. This is the real Symphony that I have created. Your arbitrary lines, machinegun-infested barbed-wire fences and refugee-no-man-lands are your creation. Creations from the fear that I did not give my children enough to survive. I did. I promise. I have to live by my promise.
Pancho sees the masterpiece and will help you and others uncover the symphony.
Now, I know some of you are lost in my metaphors. I understand that. I understand the need for practical words for a practical time. I can give you this as well. Pancho is a man just like you.. Pancho went to graduate college at the University of Berkeley. He went to study astrobiology, but he didn't know that yet.
He thought he was meant to be an astrophysicist- a man who taught about the stars during the day and studied them at night.
He wanted to show the world how the Universe worked, to bring people into the reality that he had already known, there is rhythm to life, that inanimate objects were full of pulsating rippling energy that changed the way we felt. That a rock ten thousand light years away, really did affect us here on earth.
He thought he was interested in energy and power surges in the skies, turns out he was also interested in the energy and power surges in people.
How can you contain the energy that each individual holds and turn it into something productive, loving, beneficial, and enlightening? How can we help people gain power without using it to over power and dampen the whole system?
This it turns out is the path of an astrobiologist--a man or woman who studies the universe and asks what is life and how do we sustain it? What is life and what is its relationship to energy, to power, to change, to ripples in the sky? And what is life and where and how does it exist?
And one other very important question, what is life and how does that life mirror the world around it. Simply, put “if it is true that we are all made up of star stuf, how does the life in a body mirror the brightness of a star?”
But I did promise less metaphor, so here we go.
Pancho came to the University of Berkeley to become a scientist for the people. This was not a reasonable request at this University at this time. It may one day be, but not in the year 2004.
In 2004 science was about money, about power, and about security. Pancho didn't agree. The University of California was responsible and is responsible for a very, very large portion of the nuclear weapons produced in the United States.
Pancho decided that he could not be tied to a organization that believed science's purpose was to kill and destroy, and not to uncover and show. He left the program after trying very hard to show the administration and other doctoral candidates, as well as younger students that the really was going against natural law.
He was not heard by those with the power, power that was given and strengthened by the silence of the people, even if it was done so unknowingly, and left the institution.
There were many other adventures that Pancho took on after that, some may seem infantile and immature to some, such as living in a tree that the University was threatening to cut down, and did successfully in the end, but they were all acts of love from a man that had used science and grace to uncover the intricate connections between every living thing and ever object hidden or otherwise in the world. That tree was more than a tree. It was part of a well designed ecosystem. It was shelter and nourishment for many of my creations. That tree was part of a plan, and those who wished to remove it were not listening to the rhythms of the Universe they were not looking for ways to work within the givens. This they would have slowed them and progress down.
Pancho went on to work for the community, for and with the people of the City of Berekley and then on to the surrounding cities of Berkeley and San Francisco, his namesake.
He went deeper into his practice of channeling and listening to the flow and rhythms of the Universe. He simply sat again with no agenda other than to be taken into the rhythm so that he could learn to trust it more, feel it more in everyday states, and move with the plans of the Universe instead of against it.
He moved further and further into a life of nonviolence, a true follower of Ghandi he realized that it wasn't enough to t try to stop others from destroying the delicate balance of the Universe and piling more and more layers of debris on the masterpiece, he couldn't just try to stop them. He had to try to teach them as well. He had to show them portions of the picture, let them listen to pieces of the symphony. Show them that there were ways to live in harmony with the Natural Laws. He had to really create the space to be the change that he wished to be in the world.
So, he started farming. It was simple and direct and to the point.
“See, look at this beautiful food. It was given to me because I deserve it. I was not given it freely. I had to be part of the process. I gave it my time and now it will give me its nourishment, but you my brother need some of that nourishment as well. I have taken my fill. I do not need anymore. Please, smile and take this for yourself. I only take what I need nothing more.”
Pancho began working at a free farm in San Francisco giving away fresh healthy hand grown produce to men women and children who could not have afforded it otherwise. He gave away food, but also created community inviting people back to the farm week after work, helping others to understand the joy of growing, of working side by side with the rules of the Universe.
He told stories, and gave hugs, and made everyone who came through feel loved. He never earned a single penny for his troubles but was always taken care of in one way or another.
He had many and is still having many adventures, but each one had the same purpose to teach people that they were not alone, to end the isolated state where people had to figure out there problems alone, to show others that love could solve anything, as long as that love was put into action, and to build networks where love was the focus and where people learned to listen to the Universe, and trust that there was a larger plan.
Now, the story gets a little more stressful because Pancho was living the life of a nomad, with a soft spot for growth and creation and harmony and peace, and not that of a scientist who needed more funding from this source, and more attention from this funder.
He lost his visa, and became “an illegal.”
He was told that he was no longer an active or beneficial member of the large community known as the United States. He didn't care. In his heart he knew that there was no land that he was not a citizen of.
His allegiance was to the people of the planet Earth and he knew no other way than to serve them than to serve where he was--to teach, to light and to question rules and regulations wherever he was.
He continued to work for the Bay area not receiving a penny, and therefore not capable of receiving a work visa. Days, months, year went by and Pancho found himself in the middle of Occupy Oakland.
He believed in the cause, but not the strategy of many of the participants. Occupy Oakland was a brainstorming of dissatisfied people who believed in equality, and were tired of money and social elitism ruling the world. They wanted to find a way to convince the world that money was not the only way to find, gain or control power.
Occupy Oakland really was a conversation about power and love when you really take away the frustration and the isolationism. But Pancho went knowing that there were some people that were less than ready to talk about community and would rather see the groups with the most power be taken away in carts and buried with shovels.
Pancho knew that there was very little that he could physically do to end the violence without making its roots stronger.
He and his friends, heard that the camp was going to be raided by police in November of 2011. They went there hours before the raid, ready for it to take place. They went to channel, light, love and peace. They went to make the rhythms of the Universe more evident. They went to slow people down and open the door. They did but not wide enough yet.
Pancho was arrested and taken to jail. He was found to be illegal in this country, and then was taken to ICE where he was put into solitary confinement. He was given a red jump suit and a tooth brush, some toilet paper and a pen.
Pancho, as you would imagine can be as silent as a mouse when he is listening to the Universe, but as talkative as talkative can be outside of those moments. Speaking is a way to connect. While he was in solitary he spent most of his time meditating and channeling, But when he was with others being moved from prison to ICE and back and forth to meet with his lawyers, he talked and talked as love. He connected. He showed others the masterpiece beneath the fear and disappointment.
There is no end to Pancho' s story it still goes on, and now it has gotten even larger. It now has grown to include you. This message was not for your ears it was for your heart. It was not meant for your brains; it was meant for you but for your bodies.
Do.
Think before you act, yes, but act!
Take this message this story, this love, and do. Help to find the masterpiece underneath. Show those around you that there are other ways of living. Do notjudge, meet people where they are at and uncover the masterpiece, especially the masterpieces that are with in them, the ones that dance in their hearts and tries so desperately to radiate off of their skin. Show them that there are givens:
- There is enough.
- There is love.
- You are capable of solving the problems that you create.
- What you give out to the world will multiply, and come back to you tenfold.
- Those that you meet were drawn o your energy, want to meet better people? Change your energy.
- Love your neighbor as you love yourself.
- Listen to the Universe because the answers are there.
- There is a reason for everything and everything is beautiful when seen through the right eyes.
- There is nothing less than is needed to create heaven on earth, and not a piece of the puzzle was thrown into the wrong box. EVERYTHING, even the hard or messy parts have its purpose, but DO NOT I repeat DO NOT get stuck on that one piece. Place it the picture, and move on to find the rest.
Show this to people.
Listen to me more.
Breathe more.
Slow down the pace.
I will show you more, and more, and more intricacies of Natural Law, but you must use math.
Do not hoard it, or you are not solving the equation, just gaining knowledge. Act.
I love you all.
You are my loves, my light, my peace. Let me be yours. Amen.
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