Being Rock - The tuning fork of the heart
Transcript
Hello you who is listening. My name is Bernd and I'm part of a Collaborative Economy group who is offering you this short audio journeys of Being land.
More and more people are reconnecting to land and ask themselves "Where do I end? And where do you begin?". Some people have found clear answers and embody them in their unique way. One of these ways you'll hear in the following. May you be inspired to find your own answers and live them.
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Hello, my name is Philippa. This is an ancient Greek name meaning "lover of horses" and the seer of the spirit. In discovering what that actually means for me I have been taking on many journeys in that revealing.
One such journey was to New Zealand back in 2003. It took me to experience Being land more deeply. In fact it took me to Being rock. These are some of my writings at that time.
Experience of New Zealand.
There is a peace here. My mind is clear. The space opening for light. New vision to be illumined.
My perceptions come from a place I have not known before in this life. What I see falls on a blank screen. I'm back in as new insights, new wisdom, new clarity, new possibilities.
I came across a place ahm that just wasn't just calling. It was yelling to me. On the South Island just outside of Christchurch, this place called Castle Hill Rocks. And there was no place of avoiding going to see those rocks. They were just magnificent beings.
And I sat among those rocks and the experience was amazing. I was with ancient beings. And this this what came from being with these rocks.
First of all great giants standing watch, guardians of serenity and peace. Gatekeepers to a world long forgotten yet still here for the remembering. Pathways of freedom leading ever deeper home.
I sat with these great beings. And let them just felt them and I wrote what I heard. So the rocks speak.
This is our birthplace. We reside here for all nations to come to our base and feel peace. Each passing heart is honored and touched to go on its way in the world.
We call loudly and are heard by those hearts that can hear both near and far.
We stand and receive all and in return give strength, clarity and vision to all. We do not force our way. Only by our nature we change all perceptions lovingly.
We are of a rare frequency. One this planet is rising to. A tuning fork for the heart.
We know the plight of the world and its cry for a different way to walk. We offer solace to the weary, comfort to the grieving, healing for the wounded and joy to the opened heart.
Our light goes with everyone touched by us to the places scattered across the globe.
The ancients are alive and walking this planet once more in great numbers. We have held the frequency and the knowledge for all who wish to remember. There is never a time when I am not.
We, we do not forget silence, love, peace, togetherness. We hold it all for man when she is ready to listen and receive. We broadcast our signals around the planet joining with similar frequencies to bring light and coherence.
In joining us we all create peace. Man is key to this for we are all on the same one heart. Eventually all comes back into balance.
And as a collective, Castle Hill Rocks on the sacred edge of time, we stand to mark the land where peace is found.
Peace undescribable to a common heart. No hand has carved these sculptures. Touched only by nature's fierce caress.
We of noble birth wait in silence.
Listening for the song of the heart, deeply sung. Ancient wounds healed by mother's Earth's voice soothed with the song of the heart.
Man and rock join to give life to each other as we belong together.
