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Excerpt from Channie Centara's Diary of an Angel: a planet's cleansing process

From Chapter 31: It has to do with the planet Durmack after its cleansing process; a planet that had gone up to its higher frequency and made its transition in our Universe.

…Channie Cha tucked the legs of her pants into her boots, and adjusted the clasp with which she adjusted the width and the size. It was practical to wear boots and shoes that fit snugly, and that shaped themselves completely to the foot and the leg. She remembered when she was a little girl up here; an extraterrestrial child, and how she had always felt that boots and shoes were something that almost had a life of their own. She often used to twist the buckle, and that immediately made the shoes tightly envelop anything but feet. Fruit, and things she had found, had been “borrowing” her shoes many times. This had made her parents laugh out loud.

Right now, it wasn’t for fun that she had let her shoes embrace her calves; the legs of the pants inside. In this province, your feet weren’t always dry. You sometimes had to wade through water that could reach over your calves. The air was humid here, and contained a different substance from what she was used to, but it didn’t bother her. She did, however, realize that her night vision became extremely poor here, and Mjouri had to lead her forward now and then.

Durmack was a province of the big Alliance, an outpost, not fully explored and partly going through a transformation. Some beings in this province – among them all beings from this planet – had moved into another, bigger, dimension about ten years ago. They hadn’t only brought their bodies, but also their culture and customs on their journey of evolvement into another existence. Their imprints were still left in their previous room of existence. The imprints of time are seldom brought when moving dimensionally, neither is karma, which is always over and done with before the transition. This means that the beings can start from zero again, without being burdened by pieces of old karma. The transition can only take place when the future karma is clean, and when there are no future imprints left.

The planet – or world – that the inhabitants and the animals, and to some extent also the plant life, leaves behind at the time for their transition, will go through a cleansing and a transformation process afterwards. In that process, the old time imprints, with their structures, will be removed from the planet to leave room for new settlements. When this happens, there will usually be a cleansing of such magnitude that is hardly ever seen. Such a cleansing never takes place on an inhabited planet. The planet will “rebuild” itself, and it will shrug off everything that is old, since even a part of its own body have “left” that which is material, and moved on ahead. What is left will go through its transformation and cleansing, by e.g. seismological activities and big shifts in the climate. Weather conditions with thunder, powerful discharges in form of lightning, extreme raining, and very varying temperatures from one day to another, is common during such a period.

When Channie Cha and Mjouri arrived at the planet, all those stages were over. In the water puddles around them, the possibilities for new life were growing in the form of new microorganisms. They had now been given a chance, through a wider and bigger concept of the word “rain.” A cosmic rain of life was always created when the planet was “ready” for its new evolvement. What the two delegates that were sent by the Alliance had to do now, was to study the planet for two days, in order to see if there were still any time structures left. But it was highly unlikely at this stage, since the planet had gone through its cleansing process. They still wanted to be on the safe side before new life started, arrived there, or in some other way would stand for – and in – all that which is new. The two women, although so different in race, were well suited for this work, thanks to their well-developed different senses: Mjouri’s physical and psychic sensitivity, and Channie Cha’s spiritual one.

They were going to spend time in the middle of nowhere until Jarhom came to pick them up in two days. They were supposed to have arrived with a vessel from the Alliance, but since they had been late, they had chosen to let it go, because there were individuals onboard that vessel, who were in a rush to meetings etc. in other places. Channie Cha and Mjouri didn’t want to delay the others, just because they were late, which was entirely caused by Channie Cha earth-body. Her much too belated takeoff on Earth and her arrival to her “real” body onboard her spaceship, had been the cause of this. The “soul-jump” between her bodies had taken place later than expected and as a consequence, everything had been delayed.

Mjouri and Channie Cha had had to get a lift with the lion man in order to get to their destination. Channie Cha hadn’t been able to take her own vessel and positioned it in orbit. That could have disturbed the bigger layers of the planet – its aura – and they couldn’t have positioned it further away, and dematerialized onwards, since a materializing process on the planet in its sensitive stage, would disturb the nice spiritual worlds that were being built at the surface.

Well, they were there now anyway, but because of the delay, it was already dark and night had almost fallen. The good thing was that Channie Cha’s friend had a very good night vision. She now saw her friend’s catlike eyes glimmer against the starry light above them.

“There! There is a dry place under an overhang cliff that can give us protection,” said Mjouri.

“Good! Let’s sleep there tonight. Please, Mjouri lead me there!”

Mjouri took her friend under the arm and led her the last bit of the way.

“Where can I put the backpack?” Channie Cha wondered.

Mjouri saved the backpack by helping Channie Cha to find a flat surface where she could carefully place it, so that the fragile and sensitive equipment would end up on a flat place, and far away from any dampness. They sat down on a rock right next to it. Channie Cha looked out into the night with blind eyes. She couldn’t see anything, but her senses, and the fact that she was a trained Cha, would have made her almost impossible to defeat in a battle, had there been one. The Cha usually practice blindfolded and with covered ears in order to learn how to completely rely on their other senses. Humankind often talks about a sixth sense, but there are more senses than that to work on.

The two friends talked quietly for a while before starting their study and their work. Channie Cha wasn’t able to see the planet yet, but her senses told her that it was beautiful and that it would develop into even more perfection and beauty now. Life here wasn’t in bloom yet, and nature was somewhat barren and seemed to be waiting. But the new that wanted to grow here would probably come to be very exciting. Especially now – after its cleansing – that the planet had gone into such a nice phase of its material existence and structure. “Small seeds of hope…” like one of their famous writers once wrote.

Mjouri, who was taking in nature as well, softly hummed an ABBA-song from Earth. Channie Cha smiled at her friend in the darkness, and felt the warmth of Mjouri’s heart in return.

Measurement instruments were brought out and rigged. The night’s readings and the scanning they both did, gave the two delegates of the Alliance, a very positive feeling about the rhythm and the new flow of the planet. They were content; they went to bed, and they soon fell asleep. After a short – but sound – sleep, wrapped together in a thin sleeping bag fabric, they woke up – practically at the same time. They had actually been ordered to sleep. According to their own needs and daily rhythms, they hadn’t needed it. They needed their sleep in order to increase their sensitivity. The thing was that they were to scan and measure course of events in the body and in their senses even through their state of sleep. Everything related to how the planet received them in that state. Some energies and qualities can only be found during sleep. Another thing was that Mjouri had to be a little present in her “other” life.

Mjouri stretched in her best catlike manner, standing on all four, before she stood up erect; first with her back up, and then backwards with a straight back and stretching her arms out in front of her. The whole thing was followed by a big yawn that both sounded and looked catlike. Afterwards, she smacked a little with her lips and wondered where the food was. Channie Cha gave her an incredibly big and thickly weaved napkin and a bowl of fruit salad, topped with nuts. Mjouri looked at the fruit salad with worry, and said:

“No cream?!”

“Sure. Here you are!”

“Oh! Yummy!

Mjouri was incredibly delighted. She poured the cream carefully, making sure that she got exactly half. Channie Cha was watching the pouring of the cream, and the thin, rough tip of Mjouri’s tongue that was sticking out of one corner of her mouth, with amusement.

“Precision work? But you can have my cream too.”

For a moment, it looked like her friend might throw herself at Channie Cha in order to embrace her, but she probably felt it was a little too risky with the bowl of cream in her lap, so Mjouri just exclaimed:

“Wow! Thanks!

Channie Cha ate her fruit salad. Afterwards, they carefully folded their huge napkins and put them in their backpacks, so that no pieces or the tiniest crumb ended up on the ground. They did this so that nothing would destroy the sensitive new system there.

The day was filled with even more readings for the two friends. They did readings of the terrain, both spiritually and technically, with all kinds of equipment from the backpack they had brought with them. With all their senses, and all their knowledge, they followed all known ways of mapping layers and qualities, related to – or close to – the source of gravitation of the time axis. All the six energies, and the thirteen structures that belong to them, must be in harmony and well balanced before new life was brought here, or before it originated by itself.

Neither Mjouri nor Channie Cha, could find, or “see” that any memories or karma-strings had been left. All they could see was the happiness that the individuals of the planet had felt when they went up to their new level, dimension, and form.

When they were picked up later, they were in a very good mood, since their study had proven to give them such positive information. Another reason for their good mood, was that the man that picked them up was tall, elegant and an extremely charming gentleman. They were happy to talk to him all the way back through the White Time of the Universe.

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