When You Break the Rules, the Story is Changed Forever

"Many of you know that I channel a wonderful Archangel named Jophiel. Jophiel and the other special beings want to share 17 stories about our world and our history. They want us to know that hearing these stories will open our future to a very special "reset" button and that all that is necessary is to open your heart! We will be publishing these stories in book form illustrated by my good friend Michael Jewula but the Angels wanted us to get the stories out as quickly as possible. Read and enjoy and please pass this on to your friends!"

When You Break the Rules, the Story is Changed Forever

And now I’d like to share the first story. The first story took place a little over three million years ago and it was the story of man. There were the people of your planet that were people from the stars who thought about energy and exploration, and there were the people of your planet who were people of the earth, who were connected to the very fiber of Mother Earth. There were also the angels; we too walked the earth at that time. This story is about how these three walked the earth together and, how we three were part of creation.

There came a time that the people of the stars decided to leave the valley where we lived in harmony. In their minds they believed that it was important to honor God by experiencing all of God’s creation; to move over the mountains; to smell every flower; to feel the cold and the heat of creation; feel the winds. They did not want to be protected any longer. And we angels, we angels in general follow the rules. It wasn’t as if anyone told us not to leave the valley. There wasn’t a sign saying, “Do not walk one step further! You are in danger!” It just seemed logical that when your entire being was permeated with harmony and happiness, it seemed illogical to walk away from that. And at the same time, we were fascinated with the star beings that lived on earth with us. How daring of them. How fascinating they were. How quick mentally. How bold spiritually. How strong and invulnerable to want to trust that they could devise means to protect themselves from all of the energies that danced across Mother Earth. How fascinating to follow them. How sad to bid farewell to the people of the earth who chose to stay in the valley. But what were we to do? We followed our hearts. We followed the joyful ones. They danced in the streams, marveled at all the fishes in the sea. They climbed trees, trekked over mountains, felt the cold of the snow and the heat of the desert. And, they never suffered all that time. They found every nuisance of the earth fascinating. And we angels sat by their camp fires. We sang with them, fascinated by the plans for the next day. We never even dreamed for a moment that they could ever be vulnerable. It’s as if we were on an even ground. They were so like us you see. We were so alike. Their appearance was a pale skin, fair in coloring; fair haired much like angels. They were quick. And they were different than the beautiful people of the earth. Lighter somehow, mischievous; and yet strong. We angels, we love beauty. And we were grateful to God for giving us these beautiful beings so that we could experience creation through their eyes. Although we knew about the universe, the creativity of God’s thought, we had not had a chance to see it in this way.

I must say one thing. When I call them star people, this is the name we gave them; they came to earth like seeds falling from the sky. To this day I do not know if they were a thought of God falling like snowflakes or if it be that they came from another planet or another galaxy. One moment we angels stood looking out over the vastness of the valley. And the next moment laughter echoed off the walls of the cliffs. And they were there. As if they were a gift to us. And even the people of the earth smiled. If the earth could hold such creatures then the earth was indeed good.

Today there are still traces of them. They are still with us, although few in number. You must understand that the mistake we angels made prevented them from the natural cycle of reincarnation. It is part of the cycle of this planet. In creation it is an angel’s job to observe; to watch as creation unfolds; to be a Sheppard of thought; to suggest; to enlighten; occasionally to even be stronger than that, to put up our hand and say “Stop!” to set the energy that you can use to weave good health or good fortune. We cannot make good health or good fortune for you. But we can give you the tools. We can suggest how to use them. We are not allowed to change your destiny or the course of your life.

The earth, she is beautiful and turbulent. She’s alive and growing. And she is not always a safe place for a material being. She does not intend anyone any harm. She is a piece of the creativity of the mind of God. And as such she shifts and changes just like the galaxy. It is why reincarnation permeates the universe, because to experience her in the material form is to risk annihilation. But it’s worth it. And when one leaves the material form, you can choose to come back and experience more and learn and grow, and become part of all of creation. And so when our beloved star people faced an earthquake of mammoth proportions, and the very earth shot up and created the mountains, they were in extreme peril. It was very cold where we were. Star people had developed special clothing that protected them from the environment. They relished the ice and the snow. They felt that in understanding and embracing it, they understood and embraced God. But the cataclysm occurred. They did not understand cataclysm. The valley had been incredibly stable. So, in hundreds of generations they had never experienced anything even remotely like this.
Then as they slid towards the freezing water of the sea, well, we couldn’t tell them, “Just hang on.” We couldn’t give them advice. We couldn’t tell them that these things happened on earth periodically. It seemed appropriate to act. Some of us reached out and embraced them to stop them from falling and drowning. And when that happened, there was an atomic shift. And the beings we rescued, the beautiful star people, were shifted into the dimension of the angelic realm. And the angels that went to assist were frozen in the material realm. The star people were prisoners now, unable to move in the angelic dimension. They were not angels. But they were no longer men. And the angels had become dense and material. And even though they were angels, they could not break free from the ice that bound them.

And so the journey of the few that were left, changed. My brothers and sisters were trapped and we could not help them as we have dominion over your mind, your reason, your understanding, but not over the physical world. And our beloved friends, they could not reincarnate. They could not die. They could not learn. They could not pass down their knowledge to future generations.

Now is a very interesting time because of the why we are telling the story. There are enough enlightened people that it is possible with your help, to free the angels. And in doing so, you will cause the death and the reincarnation of the star people. And the earth will once more be returned to its natural harmony. Now that you know, you can send warmth and love far to the north, near the North Pole, to the angels that have been trapped in the ice for three million years, plus a little. We had been unable to tell the story because the minds of those remaining were not ready to hear it. There are many stories in your culture that talk about The Fall; that talk about leaving The Garden. There are interpretations are there not? Some portions of the story that you tell are correct. And some, well they were correct as far as they went. But the truth is that we have been waiting for those survivors’ descendants, for them to come to a place where they have the same love of Mother Earth, the same courage and self-esteem. The star seeds that died in the water and the survivors’ descendants have been able to reincarnate.

And so I am asking you now to just open your heart and send love. Feel the plight of the angels. Send the love so that they can be freed. All those who read the story, I ask that you take a minute; you are so powerful. Send the love to free my brothers and sisters.

“Brother, sister my heart is one with yours. All around you I create warmth with my love. All around you I am. Amen.”

Dare to change your world.

Now, I have another small story. Those of us that survived, we were devastated. We did not think of it as a punishment. We understood that at that time and at that place the melding together of the energies caused a riff in evolution. And we knew that it would be a long time before we could right what had gone wrong. With great sadness and heavy hearts the remaining star people sought to return to the valley. But their ability to navigate had become lost due to the shift in polarity in the earth. They could not find the valley. They earth had shifted to a very cold climate, The Ice Age. And for the survivors, the warmth and joy of the valley had become just a dim memory. But the star people had great hearts. They did not wail and weep. They learned to work with the materials that were around them. They built ice houses warmed by the sun. But they did remember their brothers and sisters who they had left behind, the people of the earth. And they would sing songs to them, letting them know that they remembered. And in their song there was such a yearning, such a love, that a whole culture was born; a whole culture that devoted themselves to Mother Earth. These people lived for many thousands of years all through the north of your planet. They became known later as the legendary Vikings. Before time, they existed. And stories of them came down throughout the ages. They were thought of as gods. They were not. They were our friends; courageous, intelligent, filled with wonder.

Soon, soon there will be harmony once again. The earth people have kept the valley all these thousands of years. The valley is in a country called Bolivia. It has not been discovered. It exists between two tall mountains. And the people of the earth have begun to sing a song. The people of the earth know that harmony must be restored. But I get ahead of myself. There are more stories to tell, stories of courage, stories of love, stories of laughter. And these stories as I tell them to you create a bridge back to the valley. And you will help with this as you pray for the angels imprisoned in the ice.

And when these stories are written, all those who were there will remember, and in remembering, bring it into reality, into existence, into the material world. Events come full circle, the marvelous things that have happened, the amazing way that God works comes full circle and gives to you yet another opportunity for planetary harmony. I sometimes sit and weep at the very beauty of evolution, at the very circular nature of the mind of God, and how no creature, however small, is ever forgotten. No angel’s name forgotten. No valley lost. When you think of time as leaves on a tree, at some point each leaf on the tree becomes aware of every other leaf. And they are no longer just a collection of leaves. They are the tree. Ask to dream on this and it will become clear.