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As I put one of these ridiculous things on my head, at the other end of my kitchen this wonderful apparition appeared that was seven feet tall and glittery and beautiful and stark.
He said, “My name is Ramtha the Enlightened One and I have come to help you over the ditch.”
Channeling Ramtha since late 1979 has been an experience. Ram is seven feet tall and he wears two robes that I have always seen him in. Even though they are the same robe, they are really beautiful so you never get tired of seeing them. The inner robe is snow white and goes all the way down to where I presume his feet are, and then he has an overrobe that is beautiful purple. You should understand that I have really looked at the material on these robes and it is not really material; it is sort of like light.
“Now what does that view look like?” and then throwing you in a tunnel — and perhaps the best way to describe it is it is a black hole into the next level — and being flung through this tunnel and hitting this white wall and having amnesia.
that the true God is the ongoing essence that permits man to create and play out his illusions, however he chooses, and that will still be there when man returns yet again another spring, another life. I realized that it is in the power and the ongoingness of the life force where the Unknown God truly lies.
The Unknown God wasn’t beyond the moon or the sun. It was all around me. And with this new birth of reasoning, I began to embrace life, to hold that dear to me, and to find a reason to live.
In but a moment I realized that I was far away from my simple speck of a body down on the plateau. When I looked down upon my embodiment, I felt fear for the first time since I was run through. It was fear that brought me back to the body.
would never forget that splendid moment when I became the grace and beauty and bountiful life of the wind. And I reasoned that what allowed me to become that was my complete determination to become my ideal, always holding clear in thought the vision of what I wanted to become.
Nothing did I want, nothing did I desire — nothing — except the one thought of becoming that freedom. But no matter how hard I struggled and how much sweat broke out upon my body and how much cursing followed thereafter, I didn’t go anywhere.
It was a long time before I became the wind again, two years in your time, reckoning from the first event. This time it happened not upon contemplating the wind but upon going into a restful sleep. I had praised the Source, the sun, life, saffron dust, the moon, the stars, the sweet smells of jasmine. I praised them all. And ere I closed my lids, I was in the heavens again as the wind.
AI Summary
Ramtha - The White Book by Ramtha presents key insights from the contemplative tradition. The 10 passages above capture the essential teachings.
Core Themes:
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Key Passages: Highlights 1, 3, and 10 are particularly representative.
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