What’s in a Name?---My Christmas Gift to You
Greetings! Greetings! Greetings my beloveds! On this morning, on this day, many millions turn their attention to me. I feel their hearts, every one of them. Sometimes they come to me without words. I hear their muted expressions without a mere thought that arises from their minds. That is how it works in the universe my children. Prior to any thoughts, you are known by your vibration. I will go one step further to say that your vibration that arises prior to your thoughts are the real you. Your vibration is your real name. Your name unspoken; your name devoid of any thoughts. Did you not know that your name is sacred, holy, venerated on high?
On this day as millions upon millions of you go to your Christmas trees to open your gifts you will rejoice. You will rejoice that you are a part of a loving family that cares about you, that nurtures you, that loves you. The gifts that you open will have the name of your family member. It will be a gift from you to the family member that you have chosen to give a gift to. And you will also receive gifts from your family members. Yet what is a gift but a mere token of your love for your family member. No material gift could ever replace the affections that you have for your family members. There is something intangible. There is that something that cannot be defined. For though you will all go beneath the Christmas tree to give each other the gifts of your hearts, what is more precious, what is more dear than your name?
Why at the very center of all things there is a name above all other names. That name, that precious and holy name, cannot be, nor will ever be, pronounced. You will not hear that name announced as it goes across the sound waves of the earth. How can you pronounce a vibration? How can you pronounce a wave? A holy vibration of energy that vibrates through everything and through everyone. It is the holy Ohm. The holy Ohm that people throughout the earth attempt to pronounce, though their attempts are in vain. Can you grasp the wind with your bare hands? Can you arrest the rays of the sun as they speed to the earth to warm it up? Can you stop the onrushing tide with your bare hands? Neither can you pronounce the unpronounceable. The unpronounceable Ohm, the holiest of holy vibrations. You would have a much easier time grasping the wind within your hands. You would have a much easier time arresting the rays of the sun. You would have a much easier time stopping the onrushing tide with your bare hands. For this unpronounceable NAME is YOU.
Who would ever have though that there is a gift far more precious, far more holy, far more loving , than a material gift given to your loved one. You see my children, when I approach the Christmas tree, so to speak, and reach beneath the tree to grasp my gift, I grasp the gift that is you. For in my hands I have your gift. I have your unpronounceable name that only the Father will give to you as the most precious gift. There it is, your unique, holy, unpronounceable name. Throughout the known universe there will never be another name just like yours. No one in heaven or upon earth will ever share your name. It is your name. It is your divine name. And here I wait to give you that gift when you are ready for it.
Rather than trying to grasp the wind with your bare hands, why not let the wind come to you? Rather than fight it, let the wind flow through you and around you forever and ever. For if you are the wind will you ever have to grasp it? Likewise let your holy vibration, let your unpronounceable name flow through you and around you forever and ever. When you look at the nativity scene you often miss the point. You think that you are somehow separate from that sublime scene. That little one taking its first breaths. The holy angels praising God and giving thanks. What if it has been all about you? What if the child is you? What if it is you that is taking your first breaths? What if it is you that the angels are praising? Are you beginning to understand now my children? The birth of the Christ child is the birth of the Christ consciousness within you, the birth of your most holy, the birth of your unpronounceable name.
On this day, on this most precious day, when the world turns its attention to me, I give thanks. I give thanks for all of you, my little ones. I give thanks to the Father for such gifts that you are. Your gift to me is your life; your gift to me is your name. Your holy, precious, sacred, glorious, unpronounceable names. Do you hear them now my children? Do you hear then singing YOUR praises? There they are all my other children, my holy angels, with unpronounceable names of their own. They cheer you one little ones. They cheer you when you are down. They hold you when you are in deep pain. Yet, what do they want you to know above all else? They want you to know that you are great. That you are the dearest, most precious beings to them. Until you reach that level of awareness they hold you until you embrace the real you, until you embrace the greatest gift. Until you embrace the greatest gift that is YOUR name.
Oh little ones, how I love you! On this day, on Christmas day, I wait to give you the greatest gift of all. I wait to give you all the gift that is your name. Oh Father on high I hold their names in trust until they are ready to receive it. On this day and on the never-ending days to come I praise you Holy Father. Bless my little ones oh blessed Father. May they, through your own unpronounceable name, find their own. And I, and I will safeguard their hearts until that day when they look beneath the Christmas tree and find me, find me standing there. They will find me standing there with their holy name; with their holy, sacred, unpronounceable name.
Words received through Paul Conklin from our beloved Creator Son Christ Michael on this Christmas day, December 25, 2015.
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