LETTERS FROM PARENTS

Dear everyone at Spirit of Ma'at,

I am mother to a daughter who will be 4 in May and a son who just turned 2 last February. I have no special creations (except the daughter and son themselves!), no gifts (except the daughter and son themselves!). ;-)

But I do shortly wish to express my gratitude to the Great Loving Spirit and people like you who make this world a world open to spiritual education and care. Because of this ongoing change I can offer my children a mom who will not be scared or ashamed of them whey they share their (spiritual) experiences with me. I trust to be able to comfort them and guide them, as far I my love can reach, with any of their experiences.

Thank you!

Carin

The Netherlands

Greetings,

A friend forwarded me your e-mail regarding your Kids issue.

My 7 year old son U-le-ah is an incredible Presence, like all children. He lives in such Oneness. Global Warming is almost on everybody's mind these days and he just dropped this remark (which he does a lot) during a conversation we had; "People shouldn't be afraid of the North Pole melting. It is just turning seasonal and the animals are adapting". These were his exact words.

I don't know if this is something you are looking for.

I'm grateful for all the incredible work you do. Thank you!

Sunshine and flowers to you

Lightsong

www.eternalawakening.com

www.divineamatii.com

To Everyone at the Spirit of Ma'at,

At the first Wesak in Mount Shasta, during the last five minutes of an hour long meditation, I heard a trumpet sound which opened all my seals. God touched me in that moment and placed the seed of a child in my womb. In these many years I have birthed babies into the spiritual realms, but no labor was so strong as the birth of my of my four grandchildren. I experienced labor right along with their physical Mothers, though not as strongly, alarmingly enough. I have been told and I know I am their Spiritual Mother.

This may be a long shot for some, but I also know I am not the only one involved in this process of assisting with bringing higher consciousness into the Earth Plane. I have simply remembered the way as I was guided, for the last 29 years.

Christopher was the first born. At his first metaphysical fair, I had his aura photo taken. He looked like a little Indian Chief with a full headdress of pink, blue, white, and golden feathers on. When he was old enough to verbalize it, he told me he could see white light every time he closed his eyes, with moving colored lights. Those were his angels. My daughter did not want me to teach him metaphysical things so his revelations to me were even more believable. When Chris was 5 years old, after sticking his head out the car window to yell BAT-DOG into the wind, he turned to me to say that there were planets with little of no gravity. He said that he remembers jumping high and flying. His next sentence blew me away. "You know what else, Grandma? I remember seeing God before I was born."; I asked him if he said, see you later God? His answer was, "No, silly. I was just a ball of light with one eye-ball." Then I asked, "What did God look like?" He said God is the biggest, biggest, greatest sun of all.

At the age of fifteen today, he is just a few skills away from earning Eagle Scout in the Boy Scouts. That is the highest honor you can achieve in the Boy Scouts. He stands 6 foot 2 inches tall. He is a certified scuba diver. He is popular at school for his quotes of random knowledge. He watches The History Channel and The Discovery Channel. He retains everything he sees, hears, or reads. He loves Harry Potter, X-Box, and dragons.

Nicholas was our second Grandson. By the time we got to baby-sit often, he would sing himself to sleep with full voice. He was our jokester, never shut up, and made us laugh. Nicholas aura at his first fair was predominately deep blue. Nicholas made Wolf status in the Cub Scouts, and that night he jumped around saying, "I'm a wolf, I'm a wolf, I'm a wolf." He loved back packing, camping, Mexico, snorkeling, skiing, Disney, pickles, his first pillow, and Squirt, his stuffed sea turtle.. His life was tragically cut short by a truck on July 4th, 2006. We must have had a very deep pain within us to have collectively created such a loss. He was only 7 years old.

The livebigfund.org was created to insure that his love of life and the outdoors lived on for other children. The first project was to rebuild the Old Rock House at Tahosa Boy Scout Camp near Boulder, Colorado. Nicholas wanted to be a Boy Scout just like his big brother Chris. Our goal was to refurbish the old rock house building and create a visitors center to enhance the experience for future campers. We had the ribbon cutting ceremony just last weekend. The Boy Scout Council also presented Nicholas with Honorary Eagle Scout.

Nick lived like tomorrow was a gift, and he had eternity just to figure out what to do with it. In hindsight, his Live Big Spirit spanned every day of his short time with us. We miss him terribly, but I know he could best complete his journey home in this way.

Our third born child is Skyler. He is 7 years old and very intelligent and aware. I have not had a chance to have his aura picture taken, because he lives in Tennessee with his Mother. We go home to see him, or bring him out to Colorado.

I can tell you he isn't very fond of the large quarter horses we lease our farm land to, because they come charging up to him whenever I carry Skyler out to the pasture. He loves to be at the lake house in Tennessee. We water ski, tube, jet ski, ride the boats, jump on the trampoline, play in the sand box, and make smores by campfire at night. He had a fall up at the lake house at about 2 years old. He fell through an opening between the deck and the concrete patio below. It opened him Spiritually and he became much more cognizant and aware, intelligent, and compassionate. He has always been in private schools and has been accepted into a Magnet School next year. He rides a small dirt bike in full gear, jumping hills on a trail in the back yard.

Teaghan is our 4th and a girl. She is 16 mos old and a feisty little version of me. She eats the tobacco of cigarette butts, like I did. She has head banging fits, like I did. She looks like me. She is extremely aware and intelligent. If you LOOK at her cross-eyed, she fusses. She is also a very happy baby. This morning I watched her set my dog up. She threw a morsel onto the floor from her walker (which we use at Grandma's for a high chair). Then she backed up to give Brindi a chance to grab it and the threw the walker into first gear to run the dog over. I know it wasn't funny to my Sharpei, who slipped away unscathed, but it was funny coming from a 16 month old mind. I am simply trying to enjoy every moment with her that I have. I don't want to miss these days.

These are indigo, or star, or crystal children being born into mainstream America, being raised as Christians, just like I was. They are right where they are meant to be for the highest and best for all concerned. There are two more coming. One will be physically born to me.

I cherish each one, and speak highly of them whenever given the opportunity. So I thank you from my heart for the chance to share. I will understand if you do not print this, me being Grandma, not Mom.

All my Love,

Jerrene

Hello everyone:

Yes I am also curious about the present children, certainly they are not from this planet. I have a grandson, an eight year old child, with excellent school grades, excellent memory, very emotionally sensitive, who cant stand violence and defends his point, who seems to be like far, far away...he has made statements such as "I love to watch all this green"! I am talking about nature. I asked him whether he remembers where he came from...and whether he had this greenery...and he said "yes I do remember and we don't have this green..."referring to nature", every time he sees nature all green he applauds and jumps in happiness'. He has seen spaceships and explained how they move. I asked him whether he was afraid and said "no...They are part of us." He loves classical music and above all, he loves silence....He enjoys listening when I talk about cosmic topics, about sacred geometry....and is sensitive to frequencies. He seems ready to be initiated in the MerKaBa Meditation.

The other child, a 5 year old girl, she is a warrior, athletically inclined, with a heart of gold. She shares everything with everyone...very grounded to Mother Earth. She loves to dance. She told me years ago, that she had a dream in which she traveled through space...attached to my foot. I can see the cosmos through both children's eyes. I cant wait to hear the input from everyone else....I have created and teach a small workshop for children and the results have been incredible...I have integrated an exercise" speaking from the heart" from the HeartMath Institute...with fantastic results.... I also have watched other children who are very psychic, speaking their truth.

Blessings to you all...

Miriam Nieth

Flower of Life Facilitator

My grandson, Anthony, is in Grade 1 here in the small town of Enderby, BC, Canada. At Thanksgiving they created an art and printing project where they said what they were thankful for. Among other things Anthony was thankful for his dog, his bike and his house not blowing up.

When Anthony was almost 2 my brother died of cancer so Anthony was more aware of and more concerned about death than most kids. We also had a dog who he really enjoyed giving treats to. Of course we had to caution him about chicken bones and how they could kill the dog. One time when Anthony was 3 he said "I can't". I then proceeded to tell him that when I was a girl my Grandma always said "There's no such thing as can't." He then asked me if both of my Grandmas were dead. I said "Yes, they had good long lives but they're both dead now". He asked "Did they eat chicken bones?"

As you can imagine I've repeated that story many a time.

Lee Bromley

The Crystal Man Wholesale LTD

crystals@sunwave.net

www.thecrystalman.com

(250) 838 76 86

Just thought I would share some 9 year old wisdom…

My daughter has been a little unwell for a few days now, you know sore throat, headache etc. Today I asked her if she felt OK and she did a little dance. As she spun around she told me she felt great now. She remembered being pretty sick last year and how she felt much better when she came out of hospital. "I did a little dance then too." she said to me with a smile and another twirl. "Isn't it funny how I can see myself doing a dance outside the hospital? I mean, I am not seeing with my eyes, I am seeing me from above." We talked for a while about being more than just a body. Then she added... "Seems like our souls see so much more than our eyes do."

You said it kid!

Sincerely

Karin Maree