90. My mother's couch

Sitting apon my mother's own couch
a Pleiadian woman with golden hair sits
Sensuously she eyes me a smile
drawing me in to be by her side

But standing beside her is a Pleiadian man
barring the way with one of his hands
He is the Protector of his Angelic Charge
guarding a Goddess, guarding his mate

Long, thin, straight hair of platinum blond
fall past his temples and down to his shoulders
and ever so slightly between her and I
he turns and conveys a message from her

A flood of emotion and question marks come
of journeys untravelled and actions not done
and with a serious tone, he asks one single thing
"Why has your destiny not yet begun?"

I wake in the morning and begin to reflect
on what are the barriers holding me back
I guess its the pull and the tug thats so real
of going alone despite what others feel

69. Angels at my table

From the light of the white candle
does a dim glow bathe the room
creating an ethereal backdrop
to my washing on the airer

My green apple as an offering
casts its own shadow about the room
on top of a white envelope
containing the 3 wishes I ask for

But as my eyes grow dim
and my senses start to dull
I see a dragon's tail
before I slumber and asleep

He now stands before me with glistening green skin
with dilating eyes and jerking head movements
And his words although deliberate
make him swallow hard and deep
so he tries his best to smile, to put me at ease

"You can do [pause] whatever you want
If you had reason [swallow] to believe [jerk] otherwise
then know [lick] that I will always help you [smile]"

On the first night of 5 did this Angel come to me
on the second night another and the 3rd made 3
And for the next 2 nights, they will come again
and sit beside my bed until my wishes end...

50. Angels in Chains

His deformed face comes into view
escorting me along the prison cell floors
His body labours struggling to move
but we eventually come to a cold, lonely cell

He opens the door and there lying spread
Is a brutishly handsome and muscley guy
Hands cuffed in irons along with his feet
and a black ribbon bellows, tied to the wall

I find myself close with my foot almost touching
but recoil back as he glances at me
A smile creeps over his face as he speaks
"This will be harder than what we had thought"

He's a Chained Angel, in bondage from God
awaiting a vessel to give up his life
where all it would take to set the man free
is a touch of release and great sympathy

But at that right moment 'She' pulls us right back
and shows me the dangers of an innocent heart
Of one which exists without God, without Grace
an aimless type vehicle, wandering into the dark

And just in time has this lesson been learnt
as the shadows increased and crept t'wards my own bed
Some seeking help, some seeking love
and blindly and openly were all their calls felt

But now as I tire and just before sleep
"In God's name" do I hear, coming from my own mouth
I thank him for darkness and thank him for light
and give thanks for the World and the Universe too

But most of all, as goblins appear
as men come and stab me and as women cheer
I ask for protection and to banish the dark
to reinstate love from his own divine spark

48. Wisdom

Long blonde hair tied back in a bun
the Lady turned and smiled at me
but her mouth was filled with jagged shards
of amethyst to chew my soul

A new direction it would appear
was to cleanse and purify my being
removing and shedding all my guides
and moving to a brand new plane

St Germain with his Violet flame
Kahukura in a purple cloud
and this Lady here with jagged teeth
with the gift of purity and inner wisdom

The Mother Goddess was there as well
cloaked from head to toe in blue
and calmly and reassuringly
takes us both - hand in hand

Weeks weeks later I'm resolute
but begin to cry and shriek and wail
as I strip myself of all the comforts
that Wolves and Angels have given me

At the water's edge I quietly sob
as I sprinkle water over my head
but there beside me floating now
a small twig - a taniwha bobs along

The fear, the anger and all the pain
now subsides and washes away
I get to my feet and stumble along
and notice a plague with the Lake's name

Matahina to see into the dark or
to see the grey areas in all that's around me
Hina's the moon watching over the night
and sister to Papatuanuku

I look to the sky and the Sun still shines
and a white kahu or hawk flies by
and as I sniff and wipe my last tear
I feel the grace of women near...

45. Michael and Gabriel

I move from my bed and out onto the road
where mist and fog envelope and hug me
It's light and it's warm as though in a cloud
but my lower back's nudged to be wary and guarded

I turn and I see coming towards me
a skeleton running with black knife in hand
but I simply stand in love and in oneness
while it continues to come - picking up speed

The knife is raised and comes straight down on me
in a flash I am moved to a different scene
Im handed a knife in a cooking show
and start slicing vegetables on top of a board

I wake and I'm angry and swear at the World
At how love failed me and my oneness also
Granted my Guides stepped in and saved me
but almost at the cost of losing my life

"You didn't teach me that or things like defence?!"
and instantly sleeping I wake once again
I'm now in a gym with boxing bag near
but my anger is boundless and I'm asking for more!

Then in they both come - a white guy and black
menacing, muscled and tall as they come
Unfortunately, as my anger subsides
it's replaced with a coyness making Gabriel smile

"Enough of that now - it's time to begin"
says Michael as he moves right in between us
"Let's begin" he says as he takes his shirt off
and I grab a big stick and run at him hard

But they both laugh at my mortal attempt
of closing the distance between me and it
We're now in a World of a different kind
where physical hits can never be felt

This is a World of striking with magic
of pointing the bone, and chanting with words
Of focusing mind and the gut as my amo
'Win gardium levy osa' I hear myself say?!

Michael is struck -and dazed on the spot
from the finger I pointed and my Harry Potter spell
"Um, yeah that'll work" Gabriel says
but I'm urged to keep going and practice some more

"You're a girl!" I say and he's wounded again
and Gabriel's laughing and shrinking away
Afternoon comes and instruction ends
from two really cool guys who came to my aid

Awake in my bed as I opened my eyes
I wondered just who these two fullas were
It wasn't till talking with a good friend
I'd found I'd been taught by the Angels themselves....