Estelle Roberts at Tea Number 2

August 18, 1998

Through the Trance Mediumship of

Arthur Hakalani Pacheco

Good evening to one and all.  I dare say at times I think it would be easier for me to tune up a violin for correct playing, than it is for me to tune this lovely man to be used as my instrument.  I’ve said it before, it’s like a small woman attempting to pick up a great big man.  Not so easy.  I trust you’ll appreciate the effort.

 

Sweet, sweet, sweet spirits, how often you have had to hold back your sweetness.  Isn’t it so?  It isn’t about being sweet enough for most of you.  It’s more about you having to hold back the very sweetness that would want to exude from your pores.  My dear friends, I tell you all that help is on the way, and I Estelle do foresee a day wherein you’ll not have to  hold back at all.  Can you imagine it?  What a lovely picnic we will have then.

 

I had a chance to visit an old friend of mine on earth and I found her observing a movie, I suppose what you call a video.  A very odd one.  I couldn’t really make much of it save that it showed a scene, oh that’s it, Elvira was the name of it.  Elvira, I got that much anyway.  A scene wherein this Elvira apparently apprenticed in the magical arts, had created something of a love potion and inadvertently had given it to all who had attended a lovely large picnic.  And I was there to watch the results of it.  Well, well!  All I can say is they just couldn’t hold back, not a one.  Oh they were at each other’s throats, and I mean in the most loving way.  And it was quite a riot in the long run, quite funny.

 

Well, in the future I foresee that some of what you call your parties and picnics, shall be, well, nowhere near as wild, but certainly love fests, as I believe they like to call it.  Why?  For there will come a time when it will be just the shear joy of expressing yourselves that will make you just a bit heady.

 

I see you all holding back, not one here excluded.  I understand, don’t worry my dears.  I certainly understand.  Are you kidding?  I the product of a Victorian civilization such as mine was in England.  Oh I know something of you can’t touch; you can scarcely look.  I was a Taurus, after all, and we’re so very fond of touching.  It was all I could do to have to hold back.   And you my dears, not having to be quite so reserved in your culture, still do your best to live in a diplomatic fashion.  I must compliment you for it, for I am very happy to report that I myself am done with that now that I am in spirit.

 

I am here this evening to speak about healing, and of course we must go to the ancient Greeks, who knew good and well the truth of that old adage “Physician Heal Thyself.”  This then brings me to the heart of my discourse.

 

It has been made plain, I trust, that I come so very often to address the ladies in the group.  However, this isn’t to say that I don’t have the deepest love and respect for the lovely gentlemen who grace us with their presence, as well.  So please dear men know how welcomed you are.  But what I am really interested though in communicating, and again dear men have patience, is something that the women need perhaps more than you do.  It’s got everything to do with receptivity.

 

For the first part of this exercise then I must ask you gentlemen to politely sit it through.  You’ll understand what I mean presently, for the fist exercise is called the cleaning of the womb.  W...O...M...B!  In that only the most rare of you gentlemen might have one I should ask you again then to but politely sit this one through.

 

(Estelle begins here to take the group through an internal cleansing. The ......... spaces are when she would pause.)

 

The Womb

All right ladies!  Won’t you take a deep breath.  Draw in the lovely air of Spirit……and  draw it in again.  You are breathing the air that has circulated around this planet for eons.  Help yourself then to ancient oxygen………………and have a feeling, my dears, that all power is given to you………..in this very moment to push out of yourself what you do not want to receive.  Focus on the womb…..and as you breathe feely and deeply…..and do continue…you start to will out of your womb all that has ever entered it………Breathe. my dears……………..Breathe.  I can’t be hard of hearing………but I hear not one breathing…………Inhale………….....Exhale, as you send out from you all that you do not want to retain, perhaps all that you really never wanted to receive…..In thought you can do this……..Breathe my dears……….breathe………..and send it out as you exhale………….. ....ALL.....AL…..ALL that has ever troubled you concerning your own womanhood………..send it out from you now……..you can you know….I invite you to…….Good………Good……Good……..continue.........though…...you are not quite done……..Send it away please……..Far away……Go into your childhood’s if you must...…adolescence……Did you invite everything in?  I think not.…….Rid yourselves of past memories………..everything? ………You’ve got the right to do it!

 

By nature we are receptive as women…….but we can also be selective as women… And from this point forward I trust you shall be....... Send out  the pain.....The discomfort. ……..Send out emotions connected with this part of the body...…that have only brought you heartbreak…..that might still yet to this day...... Will it far away from you my dears….and again regain control of your own sweetness….you need only be receptive to Spirit if that is your choice…..and to mortals….only at your selection…….This must and is one of the most sacred of all the privileges of any woman…...To determine what shall she be receptive to?......I dare say even a man that you love can at times pollute you………Cast it out….....You need it not……….It is not proof of your love for him….but rather a filter that catches all unworthiness and then send it right back out again…….. Very good………. There it goes….....There’s the lovely pink glow I needed to see……..so we can all move forward.  You can do this of course at your leisure…at any time. All right very good.

 

 

The Colon

Now gentlemen you can join us with what follows, for the next thing that needs to be, shall we say, cleansed, is what we would call the colon……..Yes………..and that we’ve all got you know……….What is the colon………if not that part of the body that is meant to get rid of what we do not need………………Observe my dears……………this has many levels of application….....I am not referring alone to a physical organ of the human body……though I chose to focus there simply as a point of anchor…………I am also referring to that mechanism in your psyches…..each one.....…designed by God Almighty to get rid of all that has passed through you  and that you have already extracted the good from.........That you must and need to eject unnecessary experiences out of your psyche, as well, once and for all.........Those that cannot accomplish this often suffer from that terrible thing called colon cancer……You don’t want it do you…………….So breathe my dears……all of you………Oxygen is free……………won’t you help yourselves to it……..Take in great amounts of it would be my suggestion………..We are, all of us, here in a healing bubble…..Won’t you take advantage of it........And will out from yourselves all that you feel you might have retained at any time……...for any reason…..It’s your chance my dear friends……….Get rid of it……………Breathe deeply…….Get rid of it………………..I trust there is not even one of you here who thinks they've got nothing to get rid of………If so, for that one I feel a great pity………..Due to the blindness that would prompt such a conclusion………From what I can see none are exempt…………You all have got things you’ve held on to……………Won’t you just blow them away……………Go on…….Call it a game if you like…………….A parlor game…………..Aren’t we seated here in a parlor……………Play the game………………I tell you it shall prolong your physical endurance and quality of life………….that’s it………………Be a good sport won’t you…………….Humor a ghost……………………..Wonderful…………………Wonderful………………… Wonderful……………….I do not speak in exaggeration when I say I see three cases of disease averted……………..I am speaking most seriously now……………..I see three cases of dis-ease averted…………………Get rid of it………..You are not taught this in your cultures my dears…………But that is no reason not to avail yourselves of it here and now……..Very good………Very good……..

 

The Liver

Now let us proceed to that very, very magnificent organ known as the liver  located on the right side of the body, just about even with your elbow…………Perhaps a little above…....And on that right part of the body, in the torso, lies your magnificent liver……..Won’t you flood it with light and breathe toxins out of it……….yes……….yes…………………..yes……It’s like a bag….And in many cases full of black silt…………it’s all right......you can mentally squeeze it…..twist it………wring it out……..and even put your hand into it etherically and draw out of it the pellets of black………………….And the breath keeps the organ pumping………..and healing…………and glowing……………Flood it with light………..Heal your livers my dears………Heal your livers………….Oh you’ll feel so much better……………Your faces shall be less bloated afterwards if you do it correctly……Wonderful…………….. wonderful………I’m so grateful to you all……..Especially those that are participating….your liver….that which connects you to your astral body…..a very precious organ.

 

The Heart

And now to that magnificent, magnificent organ known as the heart…..right in the center of your chest……….Again……breathing....…breathing...……breathing....…as you like……..Feel the heart come into a wondrous new sense of tone…..It’s a muscle after all………Think lovely thoughts about it….....I am referring to the organ proper………verses its sentimental counterpart……heal your hearts my dears....…won’t you please.......just with your thoughts....…God knows you seldom think of it……......Do so now won’t you and do yourself a grand favor…….heal your hearts…….Think beautiful thoughts of your physical hearts………Think of it as a dynamo that shall never run out……..that it is healing itself as you send healing thoughts to it………..All can be changed…………and your mind molds matter………………..heal it my dears won’t you?

 

The Brain

Last but not least, move up to your lovely brains and heal those won’t you...........Breathing….....breathing…....breathing....….Consider the brain as the crown of your spinal column....………The brain!..........Such a magnificent creation...…….So little thought of it…………….So little appreciated….heal the brain…………Heal the brain….heal you brains my dears………….Doesn’t it sound lovely? …..Heal your brains, I say…...…God helps those who heal themselves………Physician heal thyself is the edict from on high…........We but comply…………..Oh my dear friends………heal yourselves….......Heal yourselves…………..Heal yourselves and you’ll heal the worlds…….Lovely…......Lovely….....Lovely…………..The glow is magnificent……..Very good…....very...…..very…......very…......good!

 

My dear dear friends, God Bless you.  These exercises can obviously be done at any time, by any one, anywhere.  I but chose to walk you though them this night, noting the dark clouds that had fastened themselves to the various physical organs of your physical bodies.  How could I sit here and act like I didn’t see them. 

 

So now we are ready to proceed.  My dear, dear friends, just for a moment put yourselves in my place.  Having lived a life on earth, having reviewed it countless times upon regaining to spirit, having seen the glaring errors and perhaps the wondrous good that was done, one can only be left with a sincere sentiment to do more, far more.  So it is then that when opportunities arise when I can address lovely groups such as this I fly to the occasion.  With these very simple set of exercises you have done good to your bodies, and in that sense good to yourselves.

 

Perhaps herein lies the secret of all life, to do good to one's Self.  But what is good after all?  Immediately the worldly man thinks of indulgences that he likes to partake in.  These, not always good. 

 

Good we would say is that thing which causes the self to know Itself.  That is good in our eyes.  You have come to know yourselves this night just a little but better I trust and I hope, by simply having attended to your various organs.  It’s almost like brushing your teeth isn’t it?  You simply put attention on that which needs attention, within the domain of yourself.

 

The first commandment supposedly given to Moses was what?  I AM the Lord  Thy God.  Thou Shalt Not Have Any Strange Gods Before Me.  Let us dissect this then.

 

I AM the Lord Thy God.  Immediately one is drawn in a one pointed fashion to that which one is.  When we say "I Am" in daily life, we are obviously referring to ourselves aren’t we?  There must be a connection here.  So that  the I AM must indeed be the Self of yourself, the You of you, the one that looks back at you when you look in a mirror.

 

The Lord thy God.  What an odd statement that.  And to have no strange God’s before this can only mean one thing, that one should not allow any outer impediments to stand between you and You.  Yes.  Let us then be at One,  appreciating the privilege of being at One.  Knowing that perhaps a bit more time allotted to discover that One that you are, that I AM, can only bring us yet more fully into the sweetness and the light of that One!

 

The Greatest Sprit Lights that have ever walked your planet have all been supremely aware of themselves, as their Self.  It isn’t about the mate my dears.  It isn’t about the children.  It isn’t about the career.  It isn’t about money.  It isn’t about power.  It isn’t about family.  It’s about You.  Its always about You.  The grand mystery of the ages.  To not lose sight of You.  To stay so very close to You.  To be constantly with Your Self.  And from that point on, then obviously and quite naturally,  you’ll find yourself feeling  at One with all of life.

 

Such is the way of it, my dears.  You’ll all discover this when you drop those lovely bodies that you lug about, in that lovely, lovely celebration called death.  Well, how happy you will be after that.  Yes.  And then you’ll see how supremely alone you are with the Self, and that is the greatest celebration of all. 

 

You who would have placed your happiness upon the shoulders of him, or upon the opinion of her shall suddenly find all of that quite meaningless.  And you and you alone are your own judge and jury,  your own friend and foe, your own enemy and best friend. It’s all you, the rest is all smoke and mirrors. 

 

Yet you must keep yourselves occupied on the earth plane in some venture of good, mustn’t you?  That I see most of you occupy yourselves in doing.  Oh, God bless you all in that way.  I look into your minds and find there the most beautiful, beautiful visions, the likes of which I’ve not had.  And I see about me in this room nothing but God and Goddess in full bloom.  I am as a child in a garden of roses surrounded by you.

 

The last thing I shall bring to the fore is this very deft vision.  Where shall you be in 1000 years?  That is it.  The humor obviously arises in that collectively none of you have sought out that picture.  At your own time, my dears, I invite you.  Most literally---1000 earthly years, simply as a demarcation of time, hence into the future, wither you shall all proceed.  Where shall you be?  I do not ask it facetiously.  I ask it in that I know good and well that it lies within your scope, and your purview to observe it.  I leave you with this sweet invitation. 

 

God Bless you all, you are so magnificent.

 

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