"Each of you have the Christ Candle burning in your innermost being."
Ann: Mother Mary, I gather you have something for the blog?
Mother Mary: Yes, Ann I do. This is such an interesting time to be alive. And I don’t mean because of the political goings on, but because it is the season of Christmas, Winter Solstice, Hanukah, Kwanza, and the many other celebrations that have been created by humans to mark the passing of the dark and the beginning of the return to the light.
And yes, my son’s birthday. There are many wonderful stories describing the joy of this time of year, and his is one that continues to delight no matter how apocryphal it might be.
Yes, there was a birth, a difficult birth. Yes, it was cold, and, yes, we were lucky to find shelter, and yes, the angels stayed with me throughout the ordeal. What I remember most is the cold**, down right into my very bones, my center and enveloping that little child with ice-tipped talons.
We gathered around a small fire to keep us warm. I am sorry to say I do not remember a stable – though I love the stories of the animals and hope those stories continue to proliferate because they are true in content if not in particulars.
I knew he was different, special, but then most mothers see their children as special, and they would not be wrong about that. But there was a vibration about Jesus, an aura, to use the new age term, that warmed me at his birth and everyone he met thereafter – even those who wished him harm. They too were reacting to that warmth, to its power, to its gladness, and to its ability to draw others in into its circle.
And that, you know, is a very dangerous kind of warmth. I am coming to you today to ask that you practice offering that kind of warmth to those you meet along your way. I know that you are not Jesus, but each of you have the Christ Candle burning in your innermost being. Why not let it shine in this time of cold and approaching winter?
This is a winter of darkness, a winter of unparalleled challenges with its rampant isolation and hardships imposed by the worldwide plague and its aftermath . Now is the time to take your warmth out and spread it around.
It will come back to you – and to me – fivefold. I will be in your debt, so don’t hesitate to call on me if I can return the favour.
December 24, 2023, republished from December 6, 2020.
*Referred by Anita Sacco. See "Recommended Channelers" under "Resources" tab.**Anita can be contacted for purchase of obtaining the recipe for her protection spray or readings at https://www.etsy.com/shop/FairyTaleEnd.
**Please see comment by Janine below with reference to Christine Rossetti poem.
You are not walking alone. We are all in this together, with God. May the power of Christ protect all of us and give us strength to keep going until we reunite with Him.
Salutations to you, Mother Mary. And pranam to my Guruji Yeshua Isha Nath ji. Merry Christmas to all.
Merry Christmas Ann and thanks for reposting that message from Mother Mary -
I remember it well, struck by her recounting a human hardship - loneliness, fear for your life, frozen core and hands, cold ground dirt, insurmountable pain, digging in deep inside, tears and looking up to the dark sky and that Star to show the way, thank you Mary!
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