Oh beloved, beloved, beloved, all of you, how gloriously benefited
we are this day. I come to speak of it in my own way that you can
benefit somewhat and perhaps feel yourselves in the sway of this wonderful
thing called Easter, far beyond anything that could possibly be contained
in any one church or temple, or mosque. This thing is, well, the Glory
portal of all time as it goes forth.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
My dear friends it is this very day I tell you, that long ago was
concocted by Greater Minds than our own. It was determined then
by these Great Cosmic Beings that we are to receive a release of
something called the resurrection fire. That thing that brings us
all to life. That thing that yearly then is released on Easter Day,
plentifully, beautifully upon this planetary body, and beyond of
course, but especially here on Earth.
You see in the Great, Vast Mind of God each planet is very especially
cared for as to its particular needs. And when it comes to the Earth
my dears, what we need here is forgiveness, and then resurrection
always follows in its wake. This is the purpose of this thing you
call Easter, far beyond any one tradition. I say it spans your sweet
globe giving you all hope, and telling you all that you can begin
It matters not what you've done in the year past. Oh consequences,
of course they must endure, mustn't they. But I tell you these wear
out when you focus on that which delivers you from them, the resurrection
fire. Come alive my dears. It is not only Lazarus, not only the
Master Jesus who took advantage of this thing, but all do whether
they know it or not. Why, the very Earth Itself thrills at this
My dear friends, this day is set aside for each one of you to leave
your past behind. Can you do it? Wouldn't you like to? All of your
misunderstandings - let them go. All of those times that you hung
your head in shame - let it go. The times you felt inadequate, insecure,
gone now. All of it gone if you will, that you might feel something
bubbling up within you called your new chance.
Oh my dears seek to have your spirit eyes opened I say, your inner
sight. This is the time, while the resurrection fire burns and glows
all about you. You can use it to grow, to ascend literally, and
certainly to resurrect from that death which is only too much memory
of past failings and thoughts. Cut the ties my dears. Sever those
cords and find yourselves free to rise above all things. You will
come out better, I tell you.
What would you do if I told you that this very day you have the
Greatest Cosmic Beings, of which we are aware, at your beck and
call? Yes. They put Themselves there humbly, and they look at humanity
and say, "What wouldst Thou?" And so we have this grand
opportunity this Easter Day, my dears. I say both together and privately
I encourage you to speak and utter your prayers. Invoke the Grand
Ones to help you. They are ready.
Thus is the Power of Eastertide, beyond any thoughts of limited
teachings and doctrines. These of course must have their day that
they might, like so many winds, blow away all that is misunderstanding.
Rise up my dears. Come to know who you are. You are all of you
resurrectors, here to resurrect others. Yes! That is your role you
know. I should accept it if I were you. It is a sweet one, perhaps
the sweetest of all. Go about giving sight to the blind, bringing
the dead in spirit back to life, and then be yourselves at Eastertide.
This is the Will of your Celestial Parents, and the Will of All
the Great Ones, who bid you sweet love this day, sweet love unto
all. Stretch forth your hands and heal my dears. Bring your brethren
back to life, as you yourselves have been brought back. So be it
for one thousand years. So be it. Amen
Arthur Pacheco received this message on an Easter Sunday a few
years ago, and offers it to the readers of New ConneXion. He is
a trance medium and believes the words to have come from Sir Arthur
Conan Doyle. Whatever the source, the message is beautiful and timely.
Arthurs email address is: firstname.lastname@example.org
and his church's website is www.churchofeternallight.com.