Sarah put her fingers over the ruby, closed her eyes, and went very deep into her consciousness. Simon watched her aura pull inside her body, like watching the halo around an angel suck in. She does that every time she’s asked a direct question. Where does she go for those answers? 

After a few moments, Sarah said in a strained and scratchy voice, “I am here 50,000 years ago. I am a Neanderthal woman. This spirit penetrating my brain makes me watchful. What is it? Who is this? Whatever it is, it is silvery and light and makes me feel cool. It whispers to me, ‘I am your future self. You will not exist forever, but I do. I draw you forward to me. You must trust the flow of time, which is all you have.’ My Neanderthal self does not comprehend this message, but I understand it in my time, so I will explain,” she said screwing up her face a bit as if she were attempting to become more herself. Simon watched her intently as her eyelids fluttered. 

Sarah continued, “Claudia, intelligence from the deep past is waking up in your cells, but it does not resonate with what’s around you, which is soon to radically alter. Pope Francis knows he doesn’t know what’s going to happen. For him, the murderous Jesuit side of him is waking up along with the kindly saint! You live in a hall of mirrors composed of a sphere of twenty triangular facets that reflect all the stages of evolution. We know we can’t live as we have anymore, yet none of us knows what the next stage will be. The old ways are fading away, yet we don’t know what our new habitat will be! We are all scanning the time lines seeking images in the forgotten facets that could conceivably save us.” 

Sarah jolted as if she’d received an electrical shock, which concerned Simon but she seemed to be okay. She reached into her purse with her eyes shut and pulled out a pouch. From it she pulled out a smoky five-inch-long quartz point that looked ancient. She held it for a moment and then said in a clear incisive voice, “I Neanderthal do not comprehend the higher angel that pushed me to evolve because I don’t know how to do that. Yet I, as Sarah, am responding to the push because the dimensions are opening.” 

Letting those words sink into the group, she continued. “Claudia, considering the scenes we both observed, we saw these lineages playing out through time. In some way, these scenes are recorded in our minds like old photos. Maybe those photos are brain maps that can activate? You and I live in women’s bodies scarred by the memory fields of mass rapes and child abuse going all the way back to earliest rituals, such as the sacred burial of divine children, the angels. We could see these scenes because earth is releasing the abuse.” 

“Sarah,” Simon interjected. “Can you tell us when you were the Sibyl of Cumae?” 

“Yes, of course. I was the primary sibyl in the sixth century BCE, when I was brought from Delphi to Baiae. The high point of esoteric awakening was in the middle of the sixth century BCE, when the planet was flooded with knowledge from great spiritual teachers, such as the Buddha. Peter’s church systematically eliminated women’s knowledge from that time, for example the murder of Hypatia, the keeper of the Alexandrian Library. The ruby crystal is the keeper of the sibyls. It was cut and polished more than twelve thousand years ago and set in the third eye of a Buddha in a cave in Nepal a few thousand years ago to protect it. This sacred stone is from before the great cataclysm; it emanates a pure field that I resonate with. All over the world, these talismans are awakening when our inner minds awaken. The light has switched on and freedom is coming. The elite think they have all the talismans, but all they have are moldy old Sumerian artifacts, implants of the patriarchy.” 

Sarah felt a rush flow in from below her body that feathered up her spine, widened her vertebrae, and went out the top of her head. She grounded it by touching the quartz tip. Her voice keened, “Long ago, the sibyls held those keys that were used to open doors into the minds of those ready to go beyond fear. 

“Christos came and said anyone can be redeemed from the hell. Catholic dogma carries a trace of this when they claim Christ went down into hell and freed the damned. The goddess Mary Magdalene welcomed Christos into herself to balance the error Sophia made when she created the species without Lucifer. Mary anointed Christ to create sacred marriage. Our challenge is to heal and purify the old dark ways by fathers mothering their children as well as mothers. 

“There is only one morality: No human should dominate any person sexually, mentally, or religiously, because it destroys their will, the voice of god within. When this happens, the dragon is unleashed and creates pestilence. The greatest sin is domination of earth, the great test in the near future. The midline is loosening and reducing East/West duality. Unity is forcing each person to face inner demons and cease blaming things on others. That is all I have to say.” 

When Sarah came out of this very deep trance, she didn’t remember anything and was fascinated by what they told her she had said. 

Revelations of the Ruby Crystal by Barbara Hand Clow © 2015 Bear & Company. Printed with permission from the publisher Inner Traditions International. www.InnerTraditions.com ISBN-13: 978-1-59143-197-8

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