The Third Millennium - The River Of Life

From Ken Carey's The Third Millennium . 20 : A SECOND AGE OF UNIVERSAL CREATION The River of Life (page 172) Among Christians there are those who anticipate my coming as if it were a phenomenon they could observe from a comfortable distance, critiquing the activities of others while they themselves remain aloof and non-committal. Yet the event the Christian world looks toward as the Second Coming of Christ is no spectator event. It is a participatory current of dynamic transformation, a rapidly flowing stream of consciousness into which all are invited and through which all must pass as this consciousness grows to eventually engulf the earth. The coming turn of the millennium with begin the final decade of my awakening into the field of collective human consciousness. It will be the last decade of a process that has taken many centuries. It will be a time of great change, during which a large percentage of humankind will choose to enter this stream of consciousness, leaving forever the realms of history. The stream of consciousness of which I speak is the river of my eternal life. It is the dividing line between the subconscious realms (the background landscape of Creation), where creatures know not of their origins in God, and the conscious realms, where all creatures know they are projections of a unified field of being, cocreaters, individually focusing a shared field of awareness. In the moment of my awakening, a moment that for many will seem an eternity, all human beings who have not entered the River of Life will then do so, if even for but a flickering of their attention. All who have not already chosen will then choose a future upon one side of the River of Life (the subconscious realms) or upon the other (the conscious realms). (For those who choose to remain in the subconscious realms, this choosing will not be final, but for most of them much time will pass before they choose again.) Human history has been like a city, moving gradually over the centuries closer and closer to the River of Life--a city founded in the arid mountains, the general migrations of its people gradually following the tributaries that irrigate the mountainside ever downstream, deeper and deeper into the valley of the river and the fertile plains that flank its shores. As the twentieth century draws to a close, a new generation--your own— finds itself settled along the very banks of the river. Already pioneers have set out from among you to explore the other shore. Soon there will be a massive crossing from one side of this river to the other, from the subconscious realms, where fear is the primary source of motivation, to the conscious

realms, which know only the motives of love. Those few who choose to remain behind will not be uncared for. They will experience an age of further history, much like the history that humans have experienced in the past. There will be good times for them and times of hell, as they gradually wind their way through the same learning process that now find the majority of you ready to migrate beyond the shadows of illusion to the river's conscious shore. Do not underestimate the power of the momentum behind the forces that are now changing your world. The gentle influences of our education have been raining steadily above the subconscious mountains and upon the foothills of human assumption for many years now. The waters of truth have not yet swollen the lower river or spilled into the streets of your city on the shore, but the roar of their coming is audible and growing in volume. Already the roar itself has wrought fundamental changes, though few yet recognize the cause. And greater changes are yet to come. Those who attempt to remain observers, judging and critcising from a conceptual distance, will experience growing pressure to move beyond their belief systems, and into the participatory current. As the river rises, that pressure will increase until all past-oriented structures of understanding are swept up and dissolved in the living waters. Some may attempt a hurried scramble to the housetops to stand a moment longer upon the strongest of their structured beliefs, but the exercise is futile and saves them nothing in the end. The river that is rising in this age will engulf the entire city of former human ways. Before your generation has passed away, all will have entered its waters, either through their own volition or the waters have come to them. The rising of the River of Life is a metaphor; there is no actual flood of water rushing over the earth. The flood of which I speak is the current of rising vibrational frequencies. My vibrational field draws forth the life of this material world and penetrates her atmosphere, systems, and creatures. Historically my vibrational field has been distinct from the field of collective human consciousness, but this is what is now changing. As I gradually allow my love for this world, her people, her creatures to flow freely once again, I remove by increments the historical restrictions that I once placed upon it. These restrictions were instituted at the origins of history so that the fear-centred of your race, the better part of humankind, could survive a cycle of education without harming themselves. As these restrictions are now removed, my creative energies intensify. Those who cause others to fear are no longer protected from the effects of their emissions. They are no longer protected from reaping what they sow. What has been called the Last Judgement is underway, yet it is not I who judge; it is you who judge yourselves and thereby choose your future. The volume of the love song that has evoked life upon this planet is being steadily amplified. With each new day it becomes more difficult to live without regard for the harmony of that song. I assure you who may yet feel trapped in historical situations that there is

no human force, no agency, no influence whatsoever that can keep you from discovering the current of my consciousness within you, once you are aware of its existence and choose to look for it. My thoughts flow into your consciousness in each moment, with each breath. On the current of your awareness they enter. Lift your eyes from conditioned interpretations, look up, see clearly again. Some discover the current of my consciousness the first moment they are reminded of my presence within them. Others require more convincing of the outer mind and take longer to let go of their conditioning. The former are no better than the latter. In fact, many of the latter are better educators and healers because they have experienced slower processes of realization. They are not as likely to forget how only yesterday they looked at things in the manner of those who yet slumber. These is no reason why instantaneous awakenings cannot occur. Those who experience them are truly blessed. But it is wise for these rapid awakeners to move humbly and quietly in their interactions with the world, not setting themselves apart or failing to have compassion for those who yet require time to awaken. It is for no human being to judge another. The sick, the homeless, the beggars on the street corner may, for all the judgemental know, be my principal healers in that particular quarter of the city —or perhaps the means through which I am giving some hesitant family the teaching that for them will make all the difference. Waste no thought in judging others or in judging yourselves. Accept all without qualification. You will not long remain asleep. In some I awaken quickly, others more slowly. Through all who welcome me into their lives I incarnate. And through each of them I draw still others towards the light, each newly Awakened One becoming a resonant reminder of the consciousness that lives within every human being, helping it in time to awaken in all.