Beloved Ones, Workers of the Light,

we ask you to unite on the portal opening day of 11-11-11 and combine your energies throughout this day to the unfolding of the Divine Plan for the Earth and everyone and everything upon Her. Please intend the highest good and outcome as you join together in sending your love forth to add greater Light and Love quotient to the mass consciousness force field that surrounds your Planet, for at this time, LOVE is the power that will set all free and you all have a great abundance of this power within your beautiful hearts.

Know that each of you will still be experiencing personal release of any remaining qualities and habit patterns that do not align with the higher Light that you are and that there might be deeper cleansing that takes place after this day. Please have patience with yourselves and with each other. As you release that which no longer fits, you will be renewed and reinvigorated with a greater energy influx and this in turn will ignite the primal force within you that will travel up your spinal column and begin to activate your dormant RNA/DNA strands.

This process will be as individual as each of you and will take place according to your readiness to partake of it. Follow your inner guidance and trust that it is all unfolding within you as divinely orchestrated for your particular Path that was chosen before ever you entered this World. Allow the Light that you are to shine forth in ever greaterness and radiance.

Be in joy as much as is possible and if what wells up from within you is not that which aligns with the Light that you are, celebrate its release from within you, do not allow your energy level to plummet in consternation. It is a necessary step that must be endured and there is no way around it, it must be experienced by each and every one of you to prepare you for greater Light.

Spend time each day before and after the 11-11-11 focusing upon your heart light. Feel it, pulsate it, own it, radiate it. This is the transformative power and you have it within you in abundance. Allow this force to permeate your entire Being, for you are each so very worthy of your own Love and as you direct this Love to yourselves, much healing takes place as your hearts open ever wider.

Simply be in Love, and open fully to the Divine within you and trust that all is well. You are never alone through this entire process, always you have a legion of higher dimensional Beings at your side, encouraging and assisting you. As you call upon the Light of God That Never Fails to come down into the Earth and anchor into the crystalline core, know that you are the co-creators of the new history of the New Earth reality and your service in this way is recorded and witnessed by the Creator and all the minions who serve the Creator throughout the Cosmos.

It is no small thing that you do, Beloved Ones, it is the stuff of heroes and heroines and the story you are collectively writing is being viewed with eager and joyous celebration and anticipation. Radiant Ones, shine forth your great Light and create more wondrous miracles! I AM Melchizedek

©2011 Marlene Swetlishoff

Mita kuye Oyasin…We are all one. The Lakota saying was written in red spray paint on a piece of plywood, leaning up against a fence on the side of the road.

There is a simple but profound Lakota prayer: Mitakuye Oyasin.

These two words mean All My Relations or We are All Related.

To pray this prayer is to petition God on behalf of everyone and everything on Earth.

Mitakuye Oyasin honors the sacredness of each person’s individual spiritual path, acknowledges the sacredness of all life (human, animal, plant, etc.) and creates an energy of awareness which strengthens not only the person who prays but the entire planet.

Soon after I first learned this prayer, I saw that it represented all that needed to be said. It was a prayer of respect, honor and love for all of mankind, and for the Earth. It was a prayer that said “I wish goodness and peace for all. I would leave no one out. I pray for all.” It was a prayer that crossed the barriers of religion and could be prayed by one of any faith. It was a prayer that united, instead of dividing. It was an amazing prayer.

There has been a growing awareness, among those of every major faith, of the common elements within religions. Over the next few years, we will see increasing overlaps of creed and ritual as people of every faith sense a need to embrace new ways of relating, outside the structure of their own faith to embrace the Godness in others, regardless of the differences in dogma or religious law. There will be less and less need to convert or convince and more willingness to learn from one another. A combining of traditions, and a reaching out beyond the boundaries of divided faith, will result in a focus on common truth, tolerance, acceptance, and Oneness.

I’m not sure how long I have known that we are all connected (and that what we do affects those around us as well as people we never meet) but I do recall, very vividly, the moment this awareness made it’s way to my conscious mind in a clear statement of purpose. I was watching a music video on MTV. God moves in mysterious ways. The scenes were accompanying a song titled Everybody Hurts, by REM. The camera moves slowly past rows and rows of cars, bumper to bumper, in Los Angeles rush-hour traffic. We (the viewers) are shown the thoughts of the passengers in each car, by way of captioned statements on the screen.

It is painful to watch not just because everyone seems lost in pain, struggle or hopelessness, but because they all seem alone and unaware of the people in other cars. Then, a solitary man steps from his car, closes the door, and begins to walk away. One by one, passenger after passenger follows suit until all the thousands of cars are left vacant. A way of life is abandoned. One by one, we are stepping on the path to a new reality.

Critical Mass has been reached. The hundredth monkey has rinsed his food, and a new core knowledge of Oneness is being born. Aho. Mitakuye Oyasin.

Portions of this article excerpted from Moon Lodge Visions: An Acceleration Handbook.

-HealthyNewAge

KODAK IS DEAD
My work is done.

Those words were some of the last penned by George Eastman. He included them in his suicide note.

They mark an ignoble end to a noble life, the leave taking of a truly great man.

The same words could now be said for the company he left behind.

My work is done.

For all intents and purposes, the Eastman Kodak Company is through. It has been mismanaged financially, technologically and competitively.

For 20 years, its leaders have foolishly spent down the patrimony of a century’s prosperity. One of America’s bedrock brands is about to disappear, the Kodak moment has passed.

It is as wrong as suicide, and, like suicide, is the result of horrifically poor decisions, a fatal wound of self-infliction.

But George Eastman is not how he died, and the Eastman Kodak Company is not how it is being killed. Though the ends be needless and premature, they must not be allowed to overshadow the greatness that came before.

History testifies of the greatness of George Eastman. It must also bear witness of the greatness of Kodak. Few companies have done so much good for so many people, or defined and lifted so profoundly the spirit of a nation and perhaps the world.

It is impossible to understand the 20th Century without recognizing the role of the Eastman Kodak Company.

Kodak served mankind through entertainment, science, national defense and the stockpiling of family memories..

Kodak took us to the top of Mount Suribachi and to the Sea of Tranquility. It introduced us to the merry old Land of Oz and to stars from Charlie Chaplin to John Wayne, and Elizabeth Taylor to Tom Hanks.

It showed us the shot that killed President Kennedy, and his brother bleeding out on a kitchen floor, and a fallen Martin Luther King Jr. on the hard balcony of a Memphis motel.

When that sailor kissed the nurse, and when the spy planes saw missiles in Cuba, Kodak was the eyes of a nation. From the deck of the Missouri to the grandeur of Monument Valley, Kodak took us there.  Virtually every significant image of the 20th Century is a gift to posterity from the Eastman Kodak Company.

In an era of easy digital photography, when we can take a picture of anything at any time, we cannot imagine what life was like before George Eastman brought photography to people. Yes, there were photographers, and for relatively large sums of money they would take stilted pictures in studios and formal settings.

But most people couldn’t afford photographs, and so all they had to remember distant loved ones, or earlier times of their lives, was memory. Children could not know what their parents had looked like as young people, grandparents far away might never learn what their grandchildren looked like.

Eastman Kodak allowed memory to move from the uncertainty of recollection, to the permanence of a photograph.

But it wasn’t just people whose features were savable; it was events, the sacred and precious times that families cherish. The Kodak moment, was humanity’s moment. It was that place in time where there is joy, where life has its ultimate purpose..

From the earliest round Brownie pictures, to the squares of 126 and the rectangles of 35mm, Kodak let the fleeting moments of birthdays and weddings, picnics and parties, be preserved and saved. It allowed for the creation of the most egalitarian art form. Lovers could take one another’s pictures, children were photographed walking out the door on the first day of school, the person releasing the shutter decided what was worth recording, and hundreds of millions of such decisions were made.

And for centuries to come, those long dead will smile and dance and communicate to their unborn progeny. Family history will be not only names on paper, but smiles on faces.

Thanks to Kodak.

The same Kodak that served is in space and on countless battlefields. This company went to war for the United States and played an important part in surveillance and reconnaissance. It also went to the moon and everywhere in between.

All while generating a cash flow that employed countless thousands of salt-of-the-earth people, and which allowed the company’s founder to engage in some of the most generous philanthropy in America’s history.

Not just in Kodak’s home city of Rochester, New York, but in Tuskegee and London, and at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. He bankrolled two historically black colleges, fixed the teeth of Europe’s poor, and quietly did good wherever he could.

And Kodak made that possible.

While doing good, Kodak did very well.

And all the Kodakers over all the years are essential parts of that monumental legacy. They prospered a great company, but they – with that company – blessed the world.

That is what we should remember about the Eastman Kodak Company.

Like its founder, we should remember how it lived, not how it died.

My work is done.

Perhaps that is true of Kodak.

If it is, we should be grateful that such a company ever existed. We should rejoice in and show respect for that existence.

History will forget the small men who have scuttled this company.

But history will never forget Kodak.