Article - Laura Knight-Jadczyk
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Article - Laura Knight-Jadczyk
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Chapter 14
Anyway, I had come back to the subject again a few months after the October session:
And indeed, we now see how spectacularly important it was, as well as exactly where the clues were leading. Getting back to the session with my brother present in May of 1996:
The important thing to note is that, throughout all of the "attacks," Frank had the effect on me of numbing my mind, of "producing complacency in the face of contrived misery." I was so depressed most of the time with his repeated rants on how deaf, dumb and blind I had been for years, that little by little, any and all confidence I had in my ability to accurately perceive anything was fading away. I figured that I was so stupid that there was simply no point in my trying to do anything at all without Frank there to guide me because, after all, he had been "right" all along about my ex-husband, right? But the C's were saying something different. They were suggesting that I go to the library and research Camp Blanding. I did. There was nothing significant. The result of their encouragement, however, was to stop me from thinking about my own misery, and stimulate me to think about solving puzzles. And once I had picked myself up out of the hole of the depression, lured by the carrot of a puzzle to solve, I felt enough better to undertake some further study on other issues. There was a three week break in sessions at this point because I was ill again. The reader ought to note that Terry and Jan were rarely present during this period, mainly because I was sick most of the time, but also due to Frank's animosity toward them because they were not convinced that he was The Channel. Added to this was my own support of Frank's position, to my great regret. It is interesting to notice that after nearly every session when Terry was absent, I became ill again. Fortunately, Terry and Jan understood only too well what kind of game Frank was operating and also knew the stresses I was under, so their perspective is one of acceptance that I had to learn about Frank on my own. And they were right, and I am grateful for their understanding. It was at this point in time that the session (06-01-96) occurred where the C's supposedly accused me of trying to "take credit upon myself" for the material, and that this resulted in many of the attacks I had experienced. As the reader now suspects, that was altogether untrue, and we can now view this as evidence that, after so long an absence of Terry at the board, as well as along with my deteriorating physical condition, Frank's controllers were seeing their plans coming to fruition and in that session, had made the putsch to try to send me over the edge. Immediately after this session, I was so depressed that I ended up sick again. As is usual, unless I am completely unable to see or function, I have always tried to make my "sick time" count for something useful. On this occasion, the only book in the house that I hadn't really read was a new one that had sat on the shelf for a couple of years, untouched, which I now proposed to read. It was William Chittick's translation of the works of the great Sufi Shaykh, Ibn al-'Arabi. I struggled through the dry introduction, and gradually began to realize that the Shaykh must have been drawing his information from the same source as the C's were. It was all so familiar, so similar, so full of synchronous passages that described in great detail the many things the C's were telling us. I was astonished. It was third party confirmation that what the C's were saying was derived from a very ancient knowledge exactly as they suggested. But obviously, without the C's more modern explication, the deeper reality was difficult to see since so much time had transpired since Al-'Arabi had written his Futuhat. But taking the loss of understanding that takes place over time, as well as the loss that occurs when something is translated from one language to another, it was stunningly clear that the C's communication was something more amazing than even I had suspected. I was not only strengthened, I felt that I had made some sort of inner connection to this tradition of knowledge, and I wanted to ask about it.
Now, notice that above, I am speaking of the very same interactions that I was speaking of before when I had been "accused" of taking credit on myself (which was obviously Frank's handlers in action). But in the above, the answer is completely different. In retrospect, it seems that when I began to read the Sufi material, balance was restored, and I became sufficiently strong to counteract the negative intentions of Frank and his controllers. And it should also be pointed out that, in the remark "Remember, this is a conduit. This means that both termination/origination points are of equal value, importance," followed by the answer as to why I was able to make contact, "because you asked," in no way could that ever be construed to refer to Frank. Frank never asked anything. And at the point in time when the so-called "aura photos" were made, on January 20, 1996, the C's had made this completely clear:
Even though, at that point in time, the C's had clearly pointed out that it was me who was "unified" with them during channeling, and that the learning I was experiencing was "solidifying" the knowledge into soul stuff, I was still not ready or able to take the responsibility for any of it, preferring to think that it had just been a sort of fluke. A large part of this was my emotional desire to not diminish Frank's importance. I wanted him have something that was "his own," and I aided and abetted him in this belief, thinking that when he became secure enough, he would be able to acknowledge the truth, let it go, and simply be part of a group seeking answers. But Frank never did seek any answers. But I was too engaged in trying to "save him" to notice. Nevertheless, the reading of the Sufi material and the realization that something was going on in my life that was truly amazing apparently opened some kind of door. All the little hints the C's had been giving up to now, including the one where they said that the "ending of the attacks" would happen, but not in any way that I suspected at that point, began to coalesce at this point in time. By choosing to end the illusions, to act based on the Theological Reality, as imperfectly as I may have understood it at that point, I was apparently ready for the next step - and it was a big one!
Say what?! Where in the world did THAT come from?
As usual, I tried to include Frank in everything. But the C's made it clear that Frank was not the intended recipient of what they were saying. This was the case on many other occasions, but never had they been so clear and adamant about it.
It was bizarre enough for the C's to just toss in something like a nudge to do research in the field of quantum physics, but I discovered they really meant business. Sure, I did what I could, I went through the books on my shelves to see if "gravity waves" were mentioned, and the result was less than successful to say the least. I went on the internet and tried to find something, which was really a pathetic attempt considering the fact that I was barely capable of doing more than operating my mail program. I didn't have enough power in my computer to do any real web browsing, and everything was so slow that I soon became frustrated and gave up that approach. Meanwhile, something else really strange was going on - and it wasn't just with me, V** was experiencing it also. It seems that whenever we would begin to talk about what we now call the Matrix, we would suddenly begin to just simply burn up. It didn't seem to matter if we were talking on the phone, or in person, or if we were talking to strangers or each other, the instant other realities were mentioned, the heat would fall on us just as if we had been suddenly shoved into an oven. As this phenomenon developed, it also became obvious that whenever Frank walked into the house, I started to feel so much heat I could barely stand it. Of course, I was sure that this was a sign that higher levels of being were stimulated by his presence because it was a GOOD thing. The fact that Frank never experienced it I attributed to the possibility that he was already an "advanced being" and didn't need to go through these stages. It never occurred to me that it was a defensive mechanism, or a connection that was protecting me. The funny thing was that this heat never registered on a thermometer nor did it produce perspiration. But it was quite miserable. V** wanted to ask about it.
At this point, I was curious about the possibility that I could use acupuncture to "unlock" the secrets that had been mentioned on several prior occasions. My acupuncturist (also named Terry) had shown me a couple of points that were supposed to induce an altered state of consciousness, and I was thinking that I could combine this with self-hypnosis and do the "unlocking" myself.
Now, when the C's gave the additional clues that a "spin doctor" was connected in some way to "Hilliard, Leedskalnin, the builder of the Coral Castle and the "discovery" process that was involved in that series of strange events, they were saying something that only became clear much later. You see, as it happens, Hilliard and Leedskalnin and Ark are all from the same area of the world, with the same ethnic background. During the second half of the 18th century the Kingdom of Poland included all of what we now call Lithuania, Belarus and half of contemporary Ukraine. As I was later to learn, all three of them were ethnic White Russians. All three of them had strong ties to Lithuania, Ukraine and Poland. So I gathered all my "gravity" material together, posted it on Steve Wilson's mail list. Ark was researching gravity waves in Florence, and a correspondent discovered my post, sent it to him, and this this brings us around full circle to Ark, the "spin doctor," and the "super-hypnotherapist" whose presence awakened memories and dreams and who was now, at the point where we diverted, on the "quest" with me. And it seems that this very fact - that we had joined forces - was a serious threat to someone or some thing: The Matrix.
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