Remembering.

An extract taken from

http://www.multidimensions.com/

WHERE IS HOME?

There are still many of us who cannot remember who we are. We have worn our earthen bodies for so many eons that we believe we are only physical, and that we are limited to these clay forms until we "die".

According to the law of free will, as long as we choose to believe in the illusion of limitation and separation of the third dimension, that is our only "conscious" experience.

When the reality of our higher dimensional self became "unconscious", we forgot that Earth was a schoolroom. We forgot that we came here to learn how to be conscious creators through the process of third dimensional experiences.

However, even though we lost the memory of our true selves and our reason for coming to this planet, we kept our higher dimensional powers of manifestation, at least for a while.

All manifestations start as a circular path eventually returns to the sender. Therefore, it was dangerous to use our higher dimensional power from only a third dimensional consciousness, as we did not retain the higher wisdom and love to balance our power.

Fortunately, once we misused our power, we began to lose it.

Then we really were "only physical!"

As the collective consciousness of Earth continued to drop, we plummeted deeper and deeper into forgetfulness. Before we knew it, we were enmeshed in the illusions of planet Earth.

Until the Collective Consciousness of Earth had again risen to a level where it would be possible to recognize messages from the higher dimensions, it would be difficult for us to return to the awareness of our true Multidimensional SELF.

Earth had so fallen into fear and superstition that most communications between higher dimensional beings and those on Earth were greatly misunderstood or distorted.

And so we waited!

Sometimes we hated the wait, and sometimes we loved it. We learned that if we forgot about our higher dimensional Home and the part of us that resided there, we weren't so lonely.

Therefore, most of us forgot. Until...

When we would least expect it, as if in a dream, we would remember something~

a feeling,

               a brief picture,

                 a certain color

                    or a sound.

Then we would become very, very lonely. We wanted to go Home.

But we couldn't remember where Home was.

We only knew that is wasn't here.

We only knew that we didn't fit, and we didn't want to!

And so we forget. We forget our SELF, so we forget our Mission.

But then we had:

THE DREAM

I gazed upon the glorious being floating just before me. Its light filled the entire room with a warm radiation.

"Who are you?" I asked within my heart.

"I am you, Beloved," was the unexpected reply.

I did not understand what the beautiful being had said. I was not glorious. I could not float in the air as the being before me did, and I definitely did not have enough light to fill the entire room.

I was just a regular person with a regular life. Some days I felt good, even peaceful, but some days, I felt bad, even tormented. I did my job as well as I could and tried to pay my bills on time.

I was a good citizen. I had a family that I loved and friends that cared for me. However, sometimes, I was frightened, annoyed, or sad.

No, I was not special. I was just regular.

"Oh, but my one," the being interrupted my thoughts, "just regular IS special."

"What?" I responded in a somewhat angry and disrespectful voice. Quickly, I covered my mouth and muttered an apology.

"You needn't apologize to me my dear. I am you!"

"No, I'm sorry," I replied, almost to myself. "I can't believe that. I cannot accept that. If I were you, then why would I ever want to be me?"

"I am very proud to be you. I am very proud of how you have maintained your life under difficult circumstances. Life on the physical plane can be, and usually is, challenging. And you/I have maintained a heart that loves."

"A heart that loves?"

"Yes, and a mind that thinks. We, that is you and I together, have kept our bond, our promise, to remain our SELF in the face of many temptations that could pull us OUT of 'being special' and IN to being regular."

"Well yes," I replied as I scratched my chin. "I must say that there are a million temptations, from choosing to walk to the recycling bin to remembering to think before I speak. I guess I do try, most of the time, to be the best person that I can be."

"Yes, and all of the time, you are special. You are special not just because you try to do your best, but because you have chosen to leave the form that you see before you/myself/ourselves and enter into the experience of physical life."

Now I was confused. I did not remember making such a choice. In fact, if I could choose, I would instantly become the glorious being before me.

"Are you sure?" responded the being, reading my thoughts. "What about your family, your friends, your work, your planet? Would you not miss them?"

"Well, yes, I would. I would miss them all very much. But, if I am also a being like you, then they must also have a part of them that is like you too. Don't they?"

"Most certainly," replied the being with a smile so bright that the radiance extended beyond the walls of the room until there were no walls and no floor.

There was only light.

At first, I was a bit frightened. Standing in the middle of blazing light was not a "regular" occurrence.

The being gently laughed, "Be not concerned, the room around you, in fact your entire physical world, still exists. However, your attention is now on my world, which is of a higher vibration.