I’m interested to get some insight into the ‘battle of the sexes’.
This apparent sidestep in our sequence of sessions is actually part of the preparations Sananda is guiding us through for new ways of using our inner light creatively, both as individuals and as a community. Here you are helped to draw upon your own magnificence of being to bring light to internal resistances you may encounter. The process through which Sananda guides you can facilitate flows of light between different aspects of your being. This in turn helps you draw upon more of your creative power when expressing light into this reality.
A group of girls – there are seven or eight of them – all belong to the same church in a wealthy area of a North American city. They love to cook. They do not see why anyone in their city should be hungry. They cook with love.
By the time they are eight years old their pastor has let them take over the church kitchen. Each weekend and on evenings too they pour love into cakes and cookies. They give them to anyone who wants. People bring them ingredients. Word gets around. But although there is some publicity, mostly they avoid it.
A warm sea and a silver beach; here the children grow up in and out the water all the time. They are accomplished divers from an early age and take to sitting together in a circle underwater in the shallows holding hands. They can communicate better this way, tuning into each other’s thoughts and feelings and creating jokes.
Sananda approaches a similar area to that Sanat Kumara addressed in our last session, but from a different angle. This inner journey is about our own personal experience as human beings, recognising that there can be times when we feel very removed from the Christ Light, or that aspects of our lives seem untouched by it.
The powerful bonds we find in our families often have a history beyond this lifetime. In his excellent book The Secret Spiritual World of Children, Tobin Hart, an associate professor of psychology at the University of West Georgia, quotes this report of a mother’s conversation with her three-year-old daughter Nicole: The other day, Nicole and I were eating breakfast and out of the blue she said, ‘A long, long time ago when I was a little boy I could turn the light switch on and off all by myself.’