Excerpts from the novel: The Reality Shifters, page 25
Annelies ‘ voice spoke softly but firmly.
“By accelerating our consciousness and spiritual energy, we can break free from the holographic consciousness of the brain and leave this physical dimension behind through our light body while taking our identity to a new perspective.”
Nobody in the class said a word. They were all pondering.
“Remember…as long as any of you believe it is impossible, you close your mind to understanding it.”
Annelies’ voice sounded far away.
Everyone in the class stayed silent, taking in what Annelies had just said.
“Some call this shift a rebirth or resurrection. Many words are used to express enlightenment. I do not see enlightenment, Soul ascension, or awakening as having anything to do with ‘religion’ or even ‘spirituality’. Our genetic decoding techniques, with the help of sound frequencies, will expose the incredible power of your real spiritual selves.”
That comment and the symbols on Annelies’ wall reminded her of the doodling mind-drawing workshop she had attended last year.
The barking of a puppy dog in the hallway temporarily distracted her, but Annelies’ further explanation brought her back.
“Every frequency resonates to a certain number, colour, and sound. The energy that forms patterns, numbers and geometric symbols is used to uncover the many personality masks we all wear on this level.”
Annelies’ musical voice was fascinating to listen to.
Ingrid’s eyes were drawn to the many unusual yet familiar symbols on the walls, and she wondered if this decoding was challenging.
“Annelies, if we gather and release all our fragmented parts, will this reconnect us to our Oversoul?”
She was amazed to hear the term Oversoul, which she had looked up on the internet last night.
“Liesbeth, I’m glad you asked that. The decoding will activate the memory stored in our DNA/RNA, reconnecting us with the cosmos. It will transform our minds, emotions and, ultimately, physical form. In elevating our energy into the higher dimensions, our so-called “ascension” continually increases and sustains higher and higher energy frequencies. Our personality frequencies have kept us in this vibrational entrapment. We are still greatly influenced by the virus called “belief”.
Ingrid recalled that POWAH’s excerpt also mentioned Annelies’ ascension process, which he called a Soul awakening.
“Each individual needs to attach to any belief, dogma or duality consciousness must be released to shift away from this reality.”
Annelies’ tone expressed her conviction.
Ingrid’s office phone blared out its caller tune. The air was charged with tension because the holiday bookings had started. Before she could say anything, a familiar man’s voice queried, “Ingrid, we spoke about Buttercups the other day.” She tried to imagine what he would look like. His voice reminded her of the man she bumped into at the Pannekoek.
“Ingrid, can you arrange a meeting with your Director, Mr Brinks, in Amsterdam? This company I took over last week seems to do much business with your firm.” He sounded as if he expected an immediate answer. She looked up the list of subcontractors on her computer.
Ingrid saw that the Tree Fern landscaping division did most of the maintenance. She was thinking of the new complex in France.
“Yes, that’s correct. Your firm handles most of the landscaping and maintenance of our complexes. No meeting is scheduled for the subcontractors for the new site. Can I come back to you on this matter?” She asked while she felt her heart beating.
“I’ll wait for your call.” She noticed the chuckle in Mr. Haardens’ voice; again, he reminded her of something. It was as if…No, that wasn’t possible. She had better snap out of her sudden fantasy world. She was getting annoyed with herself. What was going on with her?
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After work, she met Liesbeth for dinner at the Pannekoek near the bookshop. The three of them would drive to Annelies’ house. Connie had offered to run the coffee shop so Richard could join them. She never told them about POWAH; instead, she pondered over Mr. Haardens.
Annelies lived in a very affluent part of the outskirts of Apeldoorn, surrounded by needle and birch trees. They scrambled out of the car, running through the heavy rain to the front door. Others were arriving as well. A tall, dark-haired, striking woman in her late fifties, dressed flamboyantly, greeted them with a big smile, her eyes sparkling.
“Welcome, I’m ANNELIES.” She emanated an impressive aura.
Long, black hair with some grey-white streaks pulled tied up while playful ringlets bounced on her oval face, like Liesbeth’s, except for the big earrings, which gave her a gipsy look.
“Come in this way”, she indicated in her musical voice. Her energy reflected her strength. She appeared to be a woman who had seen it all. They hung their raincoats up before entering her classroom.
Very unusual symbols and colourful kaleidoscopic wall decorations were on the walls. All eight of them introduced themselves. Each of them had to describe in their own words how they were triggered by the phrase “the body codes of Light.” Hearing some of the comments broke the ice. The term’ parallel realities’ was mentioned, referring to the many worlds.
