Around the time of the release of the Seth books by Jane Roberts, I had read
that Hillary Clinton had, with Jean Houston and others, been channeling and
this impressed me. However, there was no channeling training course in London
that I could attend. I decided to try to channel alone then I decided to start a
home group which I found much easier. After some time, I wrote a booklet for
those in the group which then became a distance learning course. My
channeling work has been an amazing journey and I have met some remarkable
people. The spirits that I have channeled have told me about the need for each
individual to lead a life of responsibility, maturity, truth, justice, caring,
tranquility and generosity - we have no quality of life here on the earth plane
unless these values are practiced. My spirit guides have told me that, as the
most intelligent life form on this planet, human beings must create a healthy
future by reducing pollution of the air, soils and seas and care for the
creatures that are powerless to survive without our assistance....
"Let me tell you my story. Our small farm was situated on the perimeter of Bethlehem, a small but ancient town of great renown. A shepherd boy, on the very hills where my sheep roamed, became our first King and he had spayed a giant with a stone in a sling. In my day, many people from all over the country came to pay their taxes to the occupying Romans who had taken over our land. That particular night - I remember it as though it was yesterday - I had built a small shelter, as I did every evening. I was a poor shepherd boy, watching my father's flock on the hillside with my dog. In the distance, I heard a shepherd brother calling to me from the adjoining valley. He approached my field in great haste. It was a cold night with a ground frost and the sky was crystal clear. As he arrived, he said with concern: "There is a strange light on the horizon - look east, the dawn has come too early!" There I saw a light like none I had ever seen before. I thought it was the end of the world! We were soon joined by a fellow shepherd who had also seen the sign in the sky. Whilst speaking together, we hardly noticed a mist gathering and then suddenly, an extraordinary being with a magnificent light, appeared to us. In the light were many smaller spiritual beings of great beauty and delicacy. We were terrified senseless until the being spoke and told us not to be afraid because it was bringing 'peace and good news'. It then told us an amazing story which I will now recount to you.
A poor young girl had arrived and delivered a child in a cave just outside the town. Despite her imminent labor, she had traveled many miles upon the back of on a donkey with her infirm husband, to pay their precious savings to the tax collectors. Upon arrival in the town, they discovered there were no lodgings available that they could afford. Then, the extraordinary being told us that this baby was a boy of royal blood, and was foretold by the scriptures, and would be the savior of mankind. Great peril would come to this child from the puppet king, Herod, who ruled our land on behalf of foreign oppressors.
We decided to leave our sheep in the care of our well trained dogs and quickly travel on foot overnight to the cave to see this new-born child. Dawn was breaking when we arrived. As we gazed into the half-light, we saw several animals had entered the cave to shelter from the overnight frost. Beyond them, a girl, hardly fourteen years of age, sat in silence with an elderly man at her side. We do not know if he was present for the birth, as women were considered unclean in childbirth and for many days after, but it did not deter us. We noticed at the side of the cave, the baby was wrapped in its birth rags, and had been placed in an animal feeding trough. The scene was peaceful but full of sadness. She was relieved that they had both lived through the ordeal. We whispered an enquiry and were told she had been blessed with a healthy baby. We entered and bowed to the girl, and I removed my sheepskin coat and wrapped it about her shivering shoulders. How frightened she must have been! We respected her for giving birth to her first child in these desperate conditions and we looked honorably at the baby, born in deprivation but destined to become a great man.
As we were leaving, we met outriders and were informed that a large camel train was coming from the Western desert with men dressed in rich and colorful silks. We were pleased that men of great wealth and power were coming. We left feeling very proud because we, poor shepherds, were the first to pay our respects!
We were leaving as the camel train arrived and one of the travellers called out to us, "Did the girl deliver safely the child?" "Yes", I shouted. "Thank God! Herod has instructed his officers to kill all babes in their mother's arms in order to ensure this child's life is ended. He is the Christ child, the King and prophecied messiah who will be the savior of humankind!" I challenged him and laughed, "This is a poor beggar family" and was amazed by his reply. "No, on his father, Joseph's side, and on Mary, his mother's side, he is of the Royal line of David and is a true prince of the land of Judah. He is heir to the throne upon which Herod now sits!"
My two shepherd brothers and I were deeply shocked. These men, certainly of royal birth themselves, told us to tell no-one of what we had seen. What a secret for us to bear! Of course, we did not know at that time that the child was not born of Joseph. Many people gossiped and said that the babe, Jesus, was the child of a Roman soldier, a man with ginger hair!
Yes, we saw him grow, and yes, Jesus had red hair! He would never be able to take his place as the true king of Israel with red hair. But he grew into a fine young man who walked throughout the land, healing and teaching as a Rabbi and prophet. He was what you would call an angry young man - angry with the priests, judges and politicians who corruptly governed the land of our ancestors. In three years he had a reputation throughout both the land of Israel and the land of Judah. Then both the Jewish court and the Roman Governor charged him with blasphemy, a charge that carried the Roman penalty of death upon a cross on the rubbish dump outside the city on the hillside of The Skull! They beat him, and placed a crown of thorns upon his head, a purple cloak about his shoulders and a plaque above his head which bore the inscription: 'Jesus, King of the Jews!' He was buried in the tomb of a rich man, Joseph from Arimathea. The Romans did this and thought they had destroyed our prince and heir - but 2000 years later his words live on: 'Do unto others as you would be done by!' Obey this instruction, dear friend and do not forget my words for this is a true story!
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