Rowina (21 March 2012)
"The second arrival of May 22, to Elliot"


 
Last year in the winter I had a supernatural experience which I described on Doves, concerning the number 3:22.  I posted it here, and Robert Belanger said that the only connection of 3:22 he could think of was that it was important to Skull and Bones.  Shiver!!!  My experience was totally positive, and was specifically a supernatural verification of the truth of other supernatural experiences (visions and things) I'd had throughout my life--five such experiences, not common experiences to me, but breakthroughs of the "veil".  I needed these merciful breakthroughs, as I lived in a secular and New Age world.  

I was not even sure that the number 3:22 had anything to do with a date of March 22, and indeed it didn't have anything to do with 3:22 2011.  But here it is, the second arrival of 3:22 since then, and if we believe the reports of the world, and the visions of many, it could be a blockbuster day.  A day not wholly pleasant, shall we say.  A day of fire and brimstone of some sort.  Shiver!!!  This experience may not have anything to do with a date, but I feel led to express these thoughts on it.

If we are not of this world, this day can be, as you wrote, the day of the "Veiled Moon", the dark of the moon, in which we begin our ascent.  May it be so!
May we grow out of this day unto a better day coming soon, when Skull and Bones will not exist for us.  When only His love will exit for us.

Someone wrote on Doves March 20--I thought it was Frank but I can't find it--that what Jesus expects of us is love, not works, but love involves taking up His cross
to help others in various modes, which some may say IS works, so around and round we go.  Indeed that is our world, "round and round", and love brings grief, as Jesus wept. May we feel Jeshua's love coming through us on this day of the Veiled Moon of March, 2011.  May all be healed and delivered soon, beginning on this
day. Whatever happens in the world, may it be our day of beginning Ascent.

P.S., Elliot, my mother's family were Elliotts.  I would have been named Elliott if I had been a boy.  Indeed my name Mariel is a combo of Mary and Elliott, after my Irish grandmother Mary Elliott.  Blessings on all Elliotts from this Elliott.