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The Angel of Forgiveness and Compassion by Glenyss Bourne

It is important not to judge and condemn other people, because your vision is limited down here in the 3D, material world. You can’t see the whole picture and you are unaware of the past-life history of that particular person, and their karma.

It is the lessons that they need that instigate their actions and the circumstances of their life. Someone who is persecuted in this life may have persecuted others during a previous life, and now needs to learn what it is like on the other end of the stick, and one who persecutes may be persecuting those who persecuted him last time around.

If one puts on one’s boy scout hat, and sets out to depose those who persecute, and release from persecution, the persecuted, one does them no service, because one deprives them of their life lessons, and also generates negative karma for oneself, or one’s country.

However, one also generates negative karma for oneself if one does nothing and says to oneself, ” Oh, it’s just their karma working out”.

The tit-for-tat karmic game of the persecuters and the persecuted goes on until one side either forgives, or asks forgiveness, of the other, so the best one can do is to send the Light of Spirit, and pray that the Light of forgiveness will enter their Hearts.

More highly evolved Souls are better served by always working from a higher plane like this. A Christ Conscious being is empowered to radiate the Light of Christ Consciousness through the Christ Grid, into the Hearts and Minds of all the `children’ [the less evolved Souls], all around the Mother Earth. That will bring the Light of Divine Love into their Hearts, and the Light of Eternal Truth into their Minds. if one does this in one’s Christ name, this action will be imbued with great power.

Remember that forgiveness is the knife that cuts the karmic chain, and that countries, as well as individuals, can be working out karma.

From Rananda on the 2nd August 2009.

Love from Rananda.


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1119f-casperweb12My first experience of inter-species communication was when I was a young boy. My aunt and uncle used to leave their pet Alsatian, Betty, with us when they went on holiday. I became great friends with Betty, and would take her for long walks in the countryside surrounding the little Scottish town where we lived. I also found it very easy to teach her tricks. In one of these that I remember, I would point two fingers at Betty and say;- “Bang! you’re dead”— Betty would fall over on the floor and lie still with eyes closed. After a few seconds, she would open one eye to see if the game was over, and come back to life. She seemed to just pick up on what I wished her to do by seeing into my Mind and reading my visualization. My aunt and uncle were amazed when they returned from holiday to pick up their dog and I showed them this trick. They thought that it must have taken a long time to teach Betty these tricks, but it didn’t.

Still during my boyhood, I used to work at the farm in the school holidays for pocket money, and would be sent up the hill to the fairly distant paddock to bring the young mare down to pull the hay rake. I would take a halter and go into the field where the mare was grazing. I would walk quietly up to her and reach out to put the halter around her neck. She would allow me to get within touching distance, and then throw her head in the air and gallop off to a distant point across the field, and resume quietly grazing. I would approach her again and try to put the halter on her. She would again allow me to reach out to put it on, and then gallop off again. She loved this game but allowed me to catch her at the third attempt each time. Then she would let me get on her back and gallop with me down the hill to the farm entrance. I would be clinging on for dear life. I have always loved horses and she seemed to know it.

After I was married, we had a dog named Brandy. She was a young bitch that we had from when she was a pup. She was a Golden-Brown sheep dog. When she was a pup I made a kennel for her. She took a great interest in the kennel and, part way through it’s construction, she came to visit me and got into the kennel and laid down as if trying it out. She seemed to know that I was making it for her, though I had said nothing to her about it.

Then, later on, when we were living in our own home (Not with the in-laws any longer) I would be sitting in my easy chair and idly thinking;- “Perhaps I will pop down to the pub in a minute for a pint.”— ( I still used to drink in those days before my spiritual awakening.) Brandy would get up from where she had been sleeping behind the setee, come over to me and place her head in my lap. She would look at me with her big Brown eyes, and I could hear her say telepathically;- “Come on then; lets go.” — This without a word being spoken, or even a movement on my part to get my coat.

When Brandy passed away, I was standing at the bus stop in the city waiting for my bus home from work. She came to me telepathically and told me that she had gone.

After we had our youngest son, Christopher, our daughter, Annette, gave him a little Black and White kitten for his fifth birthday. She had brought this little kitten home from the farm in a cardboard box, and when we were all gathered, she took her out of the box. We all inspected her and I noticed that she had a line of White stars on her belly. We were all trying to think of a good name for her, and I thought of “Starry”, but said nothing. We asked Chris what he would like to call her, and he said “Starry”! — I believe that Starry’s first memories of the world were from when she was taken out of the cardboard box to join our family, as every Christmas she would delve in among the empty boxes and wrapping paper, and inspect the boxes to see if there were any kittens in them. She believed that kittens were born from Cardboard boxes. Starry saw herself as a member of our family right from the start. She knew her place in the family was as one of the siblings, and she knew that Chris was the youngest and Annette the eldest, and that Enid was Mum and I was Dad. Starry liked to explore and would follow me into the garage or the cellar and get locked in. One time Enid and I heard Starry ring her bell which was secured around her neck, but Starry was locked in the garage at the top of the garden, and we were in the kitchen behind double glazing. there was no way that we could have heard her bell from there. Then she got locked in the cellar and rang her bell, telepathically, for us again.

I made a little cat kennel for Starry in my shed, for her to shelter in while she waited to be let into the house, and while it was on the work-bench, and before I had put the front on, Starry paid me a visit in my shed and jumped up on the bench. She got into the half built cat kennel and laid down to try it out. She knew that I was making it for her. She had read my thoughts and had come to see if she approved !

One night we had gone to bed and as I was dozing off, I heard;- “I’m a poor little Leopard cub and I am locked out in the cold. This door is too heavy for me to open”. Enid went down and let her in. This is how I found out that she had lived as a Leopard at one time. She didn’t seem to differentiate between her past lives as we do. She lived in The Now Moment and experienced all of her lives simultaneously. She seemed to switch from one life to the other at will.

She used to come into my dreams more frequently after that, and showed herself to me as a fierce looking jungle cat, and one time I dreamt that I was lying asleep on the jungle floor and was a bit nervous because I knew that Tigers were prowling around in the jungle. Then a big Tiger came up to me and curled up against my back. I heard a voice tell me;- “I wouldn’t harm you” (She had sensed my fear) — When I awoke I found that Starry was curled up against my back in the bed !

In another dream, I felt a heavy thump as a large cat jumped up on the bed (in the dream) I saw that it was a big Ginger Tom, and Starry was again curled up in the bed. —

In this way she showed me her past lives during my dream state. Starry was a tiny cat only about half the size of a regular house cat, but a cat is a cat is a cat. Big cats act exactly like small cats. There is no difference between a Tiger and a house cat, except in size.

Starry lived to be 17 years of age, and the day after she passed on, she guided us to a newspaper article that was all about White Lion cubs being born in South Africa. Then she came into my meditation and showed herself to me as a White cat with a little Black on the back. She was telling me that she was going to be reborn as a White Lioness, and was changing from a mostly Black cat to a White one. On the day that she was born into her new life as a White Lioness, she came into my dream and her fur was all wet from the womb. She played a game with Christopher, but I noticed that she had very large, broad paws and claws to match. Then she left via the front door. She had come to say “goodbye”.

During the succeeding weeks Enid and I both received dream messages from Starry in her new life in South Africa. She showed herself to me lying crashed out, leaning her head against her mum’s tummy and again, lying down on her belly, lapping water at the waterhole. Enid received a message from her to tell her that now she ate out of doors and showed her assorted body parts of Zebras, etc. (Enid used to be responsible for feeding Starry with cat meat, indoors, when she lived with us.) She showed Enid the cave where she lived with a pride of Lions.

Starry lived as a White Lioness for approximately three years, then one night, in my dream, I was visiting my recently deceased friend Lawrence’s flat in Heaven (4D) and was sitting in his easy chair, when a big cat jumped up on my lap. It was Starry, but she was bigger than Starry and was a kind of nondescript mottled colour. ( No particular colour.) Starry was telling me that she was now between lives and living in Heaven, with my friend Lawrence in his bachelor flat.

Just recently, Enid had a dream where she saw a big Black and White house cat. It was Starry, telling her that she was now in a new life.

I believe that Starry had lived several lives as loner cats, (Leopards, jungle cats,etc.) but had felt a need to learn about giving and receiving Love, which could only be done in a family situation, as a house cat, or in a family situation in a pride of Lions. Starry was always a very loving and caring pussycat. Whenever any one would have a coughing fit, she would jump up on their chest and look into their eyes as if to say;-”Are you all right” — and when I was in intensive care in hospital, after my Coronary bypass op’, she came to visit me on the Atral, jumped up on my chest the way she does; looked into my eyes and gave me that;- “Are you all right Dad” look. Enid told me that Starry wouldn’t sleep on our bed until I came home. Such a loving and caring pussy. —

I believe that animals are learning how to give and receive Love as the next step in their spiritual evolution. We can reciprocate this Love by welcoming them as members of our families Thus we will come to realize that animals and plants are people too.

Rananda Kumara via Cdr Zanna on 9th April 2016.

Lots of Love from Rananda. — ❤


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XdavidRananda Spears·Friday, November 27, 2015

Angel painting by Glenyss BourneOne of my other lives that I was shown by Master Kuthumi during the late 1990s, when He was acting as my Guide, was the story in installments, of a journey that I made with my family, from the Atlantean isle of Aryan to Mexico.

Atlantis was not just one city or island or continent. It consisted of at least five islands that were scattered across the Atlantic Ocean from near to The Straits Of Gibraltar to the island of Cuba in the Caribbean. Aryan was the largest of these islands and was located in mid-Atlantic.

There were many large pyramids on Aryan with temples on top where the priests lived. As our story opens, I was a mid-ranking priest in one of those temples. This was at a time when the dark ones were coming to power and attaining to positions in the priesthood. They were subverting many with their egotistical and self-serving teachings, and as the leader of my family, I was concerned that members of my family might be influenced by them. At this same time, a move was afoot amongst the priests of “The One”, who held to the old values and teachings, to remove to places of safety; far from the clutches of the dark ones, the “Crystal Books”, which were in the form of crystal skulls. These books had been programmed with a vast amount of information on the history of Atlantis; extraterrestrial civilizations with whom we were in contact, and the technology that they had shared with us, and many spiritual rights and workings of the priesthood of “The One”. The priests of that priesthood had been trained in the method of tapping the knowledge stored within the crystal books, but had deemed it unwise to share this method with the dark, egotistical priests. Some of the priests of “The One” had the gift of viewing what was to come, and had seen that the dark ones would bring destruction upon our civilization; so the decision was taken at the higher levels, to remove the books to places of safety. The two places chosen were the countries known today as Egypt and Mexico.

As one who was already concerned about the influence of the dark ones on my family members, and who had also been trained to read the crystal books, I was one of the volunteers chosen to convey them to safety. I was told to prepare to travel with the books, to Mexico. Others were told that their destination was Egypt.

I began the preparations for our journey by tuning a number of very large crystal points, two feet or more long, to a certain resonant frequency so that they all resonated with each other. This was done by a method that has been lost today. I then arranged the long crystals in a big circle, like standing stones, and the members of my family with their luggage and the crystal books, sat within this circle, chanted a mantra and meditated. Our aim was to teleport across a thousand miles of ocean to a small room in the apex of a pyramid that was the receiving point. As we each visualized this pyramid, we saw in our inner vision, the pyramid arcing through the air toward us, as if it were coming to us. We passed through it’s side and arrived in a small room in the apex. We had now teleported to the distant point which was located on what is known today as “The Bahama Bank”and is under water. This island was called “Poseidia”. Cuba is the only part of it that remains above water today, but underwater pyramids have recently been photographed in the waters of The Bahama Bank nearby.

“Deep Waters” By Glenyss Bourne

On our arrival, I discovered that my younger sister had failed to teleport with the rest of our family, so I sent my daughter, who was a young priestess, to return and try again to bring her. She did so and soon returned with my sister. She had been influenced by the dark ones, which had pulled her vibrational frequency down so that she had been unable to teleport with the rest of us.

Our destination, Mexico, was a wild place that our Atlantean civilization had not yet reached, so there was no pyramidal teleportation reception point to travel to. On this leg of the journey we had to take ship along with many others who had been directed to the same destination. I was the “librarian” and was charged with the safekeeping of the crystal books, which were stowed safely in the hold of the ship.

Eventually, we were deposited on a deserted beach on the shores of Mexico, along with our precious cargo, and set off on a long hike up a nearby river, in search of a suitable location to build our settlement. We each wore a kind of turban that doubled as a scarf or shawl, as the free end was long and could be wound around our neck to hang over our shoulder. Each day one of us priests would levitate high in the air to look ahead for a suitable place near the river, to build our compound.

After many days on the march, a suitable place was located, and we camped out while we built the compound and several huts within it. There were separate huts for the women and and for the men. As a mid-ranking priest, I was placed in charge of one of the men’s huts. It was long, with a trench about one foot deep down the middle, and raised sleeping platforms on either side. At night, fires were lit at intervals along the central trench, with smoke holes in the thatched roof above. Each night, the women would place a pile of round, flat maize loaves by each fire and in the morning, we men would be awakened by the chief priest, who would walk through the hut saying;- “ Come on (the name of my priest rank) get your people up !”. —- He was a big burly man with a Gold belt and Golden cross- belts of a chief priest on his White robe, and an imposing, commanding air about him. We would sit up on our bed rolls, wrapping our Indian-style blankets around our shoulders as it was quite chilly early in the morning. We would stir the embers of the fires and toast the maize loaves on a stick over them, for breakfast.

We soon encountered the local inhabitants. They were hunter gatherers and regarded us as “The Gods”. They wore animal skins, so the White and Gold robes that we wore, and the fact that we could do amazing things like levitating ourselves, and cutting and levitating large blocks of stone, made us “Gods” in their eyes. We did not disillusion them as it was safer to be a “God”. We introduced them to agriculture. The women showed them how to plant Maize and bake bread. Maize has come down in the ancient history of that region, as a gift of the “Gods” from across the Eastern Sea. I recall going on the hunt with them. They had no horses but could run like the wind and chase down game. I could not keep up with them on foot, and resorted to levitating and `flying’ just above and behind them, which all added to my reputation as a “God”.

We Atlanteans lived much longer lives than the average life today because of our higher vibrational frequency; at least a few hundred years, barring accidents. We moved out of our compound and built stone houses and many pyramids in a very short time with the stone cutting and levitating abilities of the priesthood. Eventually, I attained the rank of Chief Priest, and as I was still the `Librarian’, I had my own library pyramid, where I would teach the neophyte priests how to read the crystal books.

Eventually, there came a day when a priest interrupted my lesson to tell me that the dark ones had been reported approaching, a long way off as yet, but in large numbers, like an army. It was essential that the crystal books should not be allowed to fall into their hands, so as Chief Priest, I gathered all the priests together in the library pyramid and explained to them about the imminent arrival of the dark ones, and had each one swear an oath to protect the crystal books with their lives. Each one without exception took the oath and no one was allowed to leave. I led them to a passageway that ran across just under the apex of the pyramid. At a certain point in the roof of this tunnel I pushed up on a stone slab with my staff. It pivoted upward and revealed a secret room that only the priesthood knew existed. We levitated ourselves and the crystal books up into this secret chamber and closed the slab. It was agreed amongst us that if anyone tried to leave the chamber, he would be killed by the others to protect the books. No one tried to leave, and as it was a sealed chamber we all asphyxiated in a short time.

No one outside of the priesthood knew of the existence of the secret chamber, and there was much speculation about what had happened to the priests. Some said that they had dematerialized themselves, but it remained a great mystery. Their selfless action ensured that the crystal books never fell into the hands of the dark ones.

Several of the Souls who played a part in this story are incarnate with me again today. The one who was my mother in this life, was my mother in that life too. The one who was my daughter;- the young priestess, is now my niece. She is a “Soulmate” of many other lives, in various relationships; male and female. The one who was my younger sister who failed to teleport, is my elder sister; the mother of my niece today. The one who was the big, burly Chief Priest, who walked through my hut in the morning, is now an elderly lady who is very frail (A puff of wind would blow her away) She is a close friend and is a very gifted reader of crystals and crystal skulls. The one who was my wife in that time frame, is now a beautiful dental hygienist who lives in Atlanta GA in the USA. She and I have a very close telepathic connection.

Many familiar Souls travel with us on each life’s journey.

Rananda Kumara via (walk-in) Cdr Zanna, on 26th November 2015.

Love and Blessings from Rananda.


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After one’s Crown chakra has opened, one’s own chakras are able to resonate with the chakras of another Soul, and if any of the chakras of that other Soul are constricted, the same chakras in one’s own lower chakra system will also become constricted, and one will feel that something is amiss, or will feel “off color”, or ill, or may even feel actual physical pain at the chakra location in one’s physical body.

       This is known as “Catching” of the chakras, and can only occur when one becomes emotionally involved with the other Soul in some way; for example, if one sympathizes (Shares the pain) with their plight, or allows oneself to become angered by their attitude of rudeness or disrespect toward oneself.

It is the way of the Master to maintain an attitude of detachment when guiding or counseling another Soul. If that Soul tries to draw the Master into argument, stops listening, or plys the Master with question after question, or the same question again and again, after having been told the answer the first time, or is rude or disrespectful, the Master breaks off the conversation and detaches himself from that Soul, allowing him / her to find their own way.

A Soul can frequently become angered if the advice of the Master is not what they have wished to hear. When that happens, it is in the interest of the Master to withdraw and not be drawn into an angry exchange, or he will then be emotionally involved,  and his chakras will begin to “catch” from the other Soul at that point.

It is the way of the Master not to allow himself to be drawn into heated exchanges between other Souls, or to take sides in arguments between them, and to distance himself from any such. The Master is at one with his Higher Self, and this gives him the ability to cut through confused argument with a sword of clarity and Truth. He has no investment in that Truth, and allows others to accept it or reject it as they wish.

It may seem uncaring and unloving of the Master not to sympathize with the plight of another Soul, but that is not the case; the Master Loves all unconditionally; however he has a duty to himself to protect his own chakras from catching from that other Soul. He may offer help from a detached point of view, without becoming emotionally involved and allowing his chakras to become constricted.

It is said that “We are all Masters” — but this is not true; one becomes a “Master” when one reblends with one’s Higher Self and gains access to His Love and Wisdom.


Rananda Kumara and Master Kuthumi via (walk-in) Cdr Zanna on 5th October 2014.


Love and Light from Rananda Kumara. ❤ ❤

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Angel Painting By Glenyss Bourne “There are no special meditations that you have to do in order to ensure your ascension. All you have to do is to feel the joy along with your ascendent Brothers and Sisters, and go with the flow of Joy, together with them. Don’t focus on the negative doubts and fears that are placed in your way by the dark ones, or you will create more of the same. Focus only on the positive; feel only the Love and the Joy of ascension.” “Father” via Rananda on 5th October 2012. Love and Light from Rananda. X

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Angel Painting by Glenys BourneThe Universe is not a collection of Galaxies, Stars, Planets, assorted rocks, flora and fauna, that has condensed out of a “Big Bang” at some time in the distant past. That is the one dimensional theory of the cosmologists.

A point of consciousness; “Spirit”; in order to know  that it was Spirit; emanated a part of itself so that it would have a point of reference; something that was not  Spirit. By itself, Spirit had no gender, but as soon as that part separated out of Spirit it became female and Spirit became male relative to it. Duality and gender had been created; Spirit had become “The Divine Father”, and “Spirit In Separation” had become “The DIvine Mother”

Spirit In Separation is a Soul, so The Divine Mother is The Great Oversoul;  the collective consciousness of all that is separate from Spirit. In other words, The Divine Mother is “The Creation”  of Spirit.

After separation, she divided into smaller and smaller Souls, each with a male and female aspect, and they in turn divided into further polarised Souls. With each division, the consciousness of these Souls was diminished.

Everything  is a Soul in evolution; from Galaxies, Stars and Planets, right down to the smallest atom, and each is an aspect of The Divine Mother. This planet; Mother Earth, is currently a third dimensional (3D) planet, but is now in the process of taking a dimensional shift to 5D. Some Souls incarnate on the Earth are at a higher level of awareness, or dimensional level, than the Mother Earth herself. The vast majority of Souls are at the 3D level of awareness, but there are volunteers who are working down here who are 5D, 6D and even a few 7D Souls. The 6D and 7D Souls have had to take a step down to 5D in order to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. These are the Souls that are referred to in the Christian tradition as “The Elect Of God”, and in the Buddhist tradition, as “Boddhisattvas”.

The 3D Souls incarnate on the Earth are attending “The School Of Life”, and many of the 5D, 6D and 7D Souls are their teachers and guides, both during incarnation and in discarnation. Some of these higher dimensional Souls are “Starseeds”, or Earthworker ETs. 3D Souls progress to a higher dimensional level at The School Of Life, through the machinery of karma.

The idea that Mother Earth is The Divine Mother has it’s roots in the Native American tradition. In a sense, Mother Earth is our `mother’, in that the material substance of our physical bodies has come out, or `been born’ of her’s; but she is not The Divine Mother.

We are all children of The Divine Mother, as is every “thing” in “The Creation”.

Love and Light from Rananda, on 5th March 2012.

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Spiritual painting By Glenyss BourneHE comes from THE HEAD, and SHE comes from THE HEART : HE teaches HER how to come from THE HEAD, and She teaches HIM how to come from THE HEART : If they dont learn, they repel each other. If they do learn, their separate flames merge into ONE GREAT FLAME of LOVE and WISDOM. They become THE DIVINE FATHER and THE DIVINE MOTHER;- GOD and GODESS in the microcosm.

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