On Wednesday, October 4, 2023, at our noon Hierarchal Board Meditation here at I Am Nation/Sun Temple headquarters in Pioneer, TN, two powerful hieronic space beams locked onto my (Dr. Robert’s) two 
temples just above my ears.
The beam on the left side of my crown chakra/cerebrum came from Sol-O-Man’s etheric spacecraft #01, now positioned in the Eastern Hemisphere.
The right-sided beam originated from Sananda’s ship #10 (also called the Star of Bethlehem) that is now located in the Western Hemisphere. Both beams were anchored into me through the Conrad space team who hover above our Sun Temple property.
The two beams supplemented and complemented one another, in female-male polarity fashion. Together, they comprised a large I Am or Christ column of cosmic light around my entire forcefield, which extended up through the seven astral planes to the etheric and celestial planes.
Begin Anew
Sol-O-Man then showed me on my third-eye screen a brief glimpse of her when she had been Parshandathah in ancient Iran, also called Persia, as described in the Second Book of Acts that Nada-
Yolanda edited and renamed Seven Lives of Mary and Jesus. (See to right a map of modern-day Iran.)
In this image, Parshandathah was poised, masterful, smiling, beautiful and radiant with light. It dawned on me that her name ended with the letters “ah,” just as in her prior incarnations as Adah, Yonah and Margoah. Ah yes, it was marvelous to now have my first glimpse this lifetime of my past, deep soul connection with Parshandathah.
Then, Sananda projected a holographic picture of himself to me when he had been Zarathustra, whom the Greeks later renamed Zoroaster. With Parshandathah and Zarathustra to either side of me, it became vividly clear and real that I was their spiritual son or disciple here on Earth. However, my primary focus was on Parshandathah. Her motherly, feminine presence predominated.
Fifteen years ago, way back in 2008, in a dream and a later visionary communion with Sananda, I had remembered my incarnation in Persia/Iran during the dats of Parshandathah and Zarathustra, when I 
was a member of the Bear Society (the Be-Who-You-Are Society), in and through which I served and supported Zarathustra and Parshandathah. (See painting of Zarathustra to right.)
Pondering my current, brief-but-powerful new exchange with them, my initial hypothesis was that the first of seven days of my communions and re-unions with Parshandathah had begun. I was “pregnant” in her womb, about to be birthed as her son, thereby anchoring her vibrations here on Earth. In the following seven days, my key focus would be with Zarathustra.
I also realized to yet a new and higher degree that I was to stay firmly focused, positioned and poised in my tower of power, my pillar of peace. Via it, I would ascend to Parshandathah and Zarathustra, and they would descend to me. My Christ column was my so-called “stairway to these two stars,” Sol-O-Man and Sananda, who were shining their Christ or I Am feminine and masculine Seventh Ray light on me and through me to all on Earth from their star-like, etheric spacecrafts. Sol-O-Man and Sananda are the Seventh Ray spiritual co-leaders of Earth. They are the spiritual parents of all on Earth and in its astral planes. They have incarnated together on seven different occassions.
Literal & Symbolic
Late that afternoon, despite how tired I was from finishing my prior blog (Mend the Matrix) this morning, the inner nudge kept coming for me to re-read and ponder the account of Parshandathah and Zarathustra in the Second Book of Acts/Seven Lives of Mary and Jesus. Here’s what it says, supposedly in Mary’s own words that she spoke to the apostles gathered around her just prior to her ascension in her seventh or ascended body:
“Eventually I chose a female body that was named Parshandathah, in the land of Ur of the Chaldeans [Babylonia], in a rich household where I lived among the wealthy of the land. During this time, Zarathustra, captain in the army of the king of Assyria, swept throughout land with fire and sword.
“He ordered collars of iron to be forged around our necks and had us chained together. For the rest of our days, we ground corn for the king of Assyria’s household all day and night in a damp cellar. None of us was ever taken out except to die and to be thrown to the dogs.
“I heard that Zarathustra went into the wilderness and became a priest. He taught wisdom and righteousness until he died, crowned with an aura of light. This made me long to see him again because all my pride had been burned out of my heart by then. Therefore, by the time this dear [Archangel] Gabriel came to fetch me and to deliver me out of the damp prison, he smiled seeing that I now had only two mortal sins left: ignorance and laziness. He promised me that in the future I should be dear to Zarathustra.”
Judge Wisely & Rightly
With my having just this morning been shown an image of Parshandathah as a confident, loving, balanced, mature and masterful woman, in co-equal teamwork with Zarathustra as they ministered to me, this Second Book of Acts depiction of Parshandathah being made a slave by Zarathustra made no literal sense whatsoever. It had patriarchal, masculine bias and distorted, superior patriarchal attitudes written all over it. Therefore, I began thinking that the story was mostly symbolic. In other words, Parshandathah and Zarathustra mostly represented the prevailing attitudes and actions of women and men of this ancient time period in Iran/Persia, probably sometime between 1500 BC and 500 BC. (See map to right of the current country of Iran.)
Back then, men typically were dominating warriors, fighters and leaders. They were inclined to treat women as servants and slaves. Women were expected to put up with this, to be in essence a second-class citizen with very little power of voice of their own; thus to be kept chained in a dark, damp basement, out of sight, doing menial labor. The ring around Parshandathah’s neck, hence her power center and voice, symbolically represented this.
Zarathustra was said to have been enlightened, to have become a priest who taught wisdom and righteousness, and had a crown of light around his head. His twin soul, Parshandathah, never got out of the basement, wherein she was enslaved. So much for twin souls being co-equal, female-male partners. As those using Yiddish, especially women, might rightly say: Oy vey!
Having read the above account, does it not seem to you that a man or many men down through the ages rewrote Mary’s account of her lifetime then, even to the point that she gave up one of her seven deadly sins, which was her deep sense of pride? What is it that Zarathustra transmuted in himself?
Day Two of Seven
The next day, October 5th, I started researching online the names Parshandathah and Zarathustra, as well as any historical descriptions of them and Zoroastrianism as one of the earliest monotheistic religions. I first focused on the name Parshandathah, because I have never seen it anyplace except in the Second Book of Acts. Lo and behold, upon “Googling” Parshandathah, not one single, relevant reference of this feminine name came up. (There was a man named Parshandatha (with no “h” at the end), as given in Esther 9:7 of the Holy Bible, who was the first of ten sons of Haman, all of whom planned to murder the Israelites but instead were thwarted and killed by the Israelites; no meaning was or has been attached to this male name.)
I also discovered that Parshandathah (a feminine name with an h at the end of it) originally was written in the Avestan language of her day, which language is now nearly extinct, and thereby hard to translate into English, even by advanced and knowledgeable linguists. Therefore, in essence, no one currently knows what this name meant or signified in the days of Parshandathah and Zoroaster.
Given this discovery, in the early afternoon, while taking a nap and meditating, with a dark mask covering my eyes so I could sleep (I was in my “basement,” so to speak), I asked Parshandathah to guide me as to how to present and update her story in this current moment of now; what her name and story meant, what it entailed, and what others and myself were to learn from it and to apply at this time. Specifically, I asked her to explain the meaning and symbolism of her name. A short while later, having “gone out” into the darkness of the Void and then come back to waking consciousness, I began to feel her powerful, masterly, feminine presence as she overshadowed me, anchoring into my crown chakra/cerebrum and down the top part of my spinal column. She telepathically told me to focus on the first letter of “P” in her name.
Pondering this instruction, it came clearly to me that “P” stood for Power of the First Ray and Peace of the Seventh Ray. Parshandathah was a feminine proponent of these two Ps. Moreover, these two Ps made up my Christ column of cosmic light, via which I would become enlightened and illumined anew about who she truly had been and what she had experienced. For, without demonstrating proper power, one becomes a slave to the power and interpretation of others with their lesser thoughts, feelings and actions. Without peace, we make war with one another, whether we as men fight with men or enslave women, or vice versa. It takes both a tower of power and a pillar of peace to bring one to transcendent Christ or I Am consciousness inside a Christ column of liquid-light.
The two Ps also stood for the co-equal Partnership of a man and a woman, of conscious with subconscious, and of those on Earth with those in the astral planes. Whether one lives in a male or female body, he or she is both masculine and feminine. Men are not just confined to the above, ground floor of a house or mansion (the conscious, masculine mind), and woman are not just confined to the dark, damp basement of the building (subconscious, feminine mind). Rather, where two or more are gathered throughout the house, there is the Christ, I Am Self or superconscious mind that expresses via the etheric, fourth-dimensional light body.
I spent the rest of this day re-centering and re-fortifying myself securely in my Christ core, my spinal column of light, my stairway to the stars, my Elder elevator. Pondering my own soul record, I re-revaluated still more thoroughly and deeply how I have rightly used and at times misused power and peace in the past, right up to the present moment. Time and again, I thanked and blessed Parshandathah for her ongoing exquisite, masterful spiritual mothering of me, for her probably having been the primary priestess of Zoroastrianism, and for her showing me as her son/disciple/beloved child the way to feminine/soul mastery and expression of First Ray Will and Power and Seventh Ray Peace and Love.
Personal Love and Feeling
Day three, October 6th, started with two vivid “blowback” dreams, reflecting the negative reactions and responses of those on Earth and especially in the lower astral planes who do not want to upgrade their I Am power to spiritually love one another, as Jesus and Mary loved each other and loved us, as well as how Zarathustra and Parshandathah loved each other and their people.
In my first blowback dream, I looked out my windows (hence my third eye) here at Hilarion House where I live on the ground floor, only to see a whole group of unknown people streaming onto our 89-acre Sun Temple property. They were wearing clothes whose styles and shapes I never have seen before, and which seemed from ancient times, probably someplace in the East. They had some kind of powerful male leader, like unto an Eastern guru or the leader of some religious cult. They were both men and women, but the men were firmly in command and control. I went out to confront them, wield my sword and run them off if they did not behave lovingly and respectfully. They took no heed of me whatsoever, treating me as if I did not even exist. To them, our land was their land, with it having been prepared for and given to them because they were such special, powerful, enlightened people.
At the end scene of the dream, I looked to the southeast of us, symbolically into the soul/astral level, including to parts of our I Am Nation property but also into the adjoining property. I shouted again at the leader of this whole group of unwelcome visitors milling in this area. I particularly instructed the group’s male leader to command his followers to vacate our property. In response, he spoke to, and sent, a woman to deal with me. After she somehow flew over and onto my deck, she transformed into one of the most beautiful, voluptuous, glamorous women I had ever seen. She tried her best to use her feminine wiles to seduce me, and thereby, to silence and control me. I made it clear I wanted nothing to do with this, and woke up, feeling “slimed,” without sufficient power, and certainly not at peace. Yuck, yuck and triple yuck!
Iran & Persia
Who were these people in my dream? Not until late morning, after taking a short walk, did the realization come that these selfish, self-deceived intruders were former Persians. Right before me was depicted how most Persians had lived and acted when Zarathustra and Parshandathah had been incarnated. The men were power mongers, the women were dominated by men, and sex and mortal power ruled the day.
Pondering all this, it dawned on me that P in Parshandathah also stood for Persia. In the ancient peoples of this land, going back 3000 to 4000 or more years, in their own language, the leaders and peoples called their country “Iran,” which means land of the Aryans and Iranshahr. The province and capital city of Iranshahr are currently located in the southeastern section of modern-day Iran.
When the teachings of Zarathustra and Zoroastrianism made their way east to Greece in about the mid-sixth century BC, the Greeks translated Iran to Persia. This was the time when Cyrus the Great ruled all of modern-day Iran, plus numerous countries around it, having established the Empire of Persia (See map to right).
Cyrus came from the people in current-day southern Iran (see map to right/below), which was named Pars, Parsa or Persis, which is the modern-day province of Fars. Therefore, in reference to Cyrus the Great, 
the Greeks gave the name Persia to the whole empire that Cyrus ruled, who was followed by his son and then Darius who had married Cyrus’ daughter. Persia became the largest, most powerful, most prosperous empire of its day.
The name Persia was used to designate Iran until 1935, when the Shah or political leader of Persia officially changed its name back to Iran, so as to reclaim this country’s ancient historical roots and identity. In 1979, under the revolutionary leadership of Ayatollah Khomeini, Iran became the Islamic Republic of Iran.
Elementary Spiritual Powers (ESP)
In Fillmore’s MBD, he writes that “Persia” means a horse; a horseman; splendid; Aryan; Iran. A horse represents spiritual or I Am power, since the horse was the most powerful animal of those days. Warriors in ancient times rode horses into battle, and used them for transport.
Fillmore also explains that “Persia” means the middle land or psychic realm; that which lies between the outer and the true inner spiritual consciousness. Physically, the area of Persia in what is now southern Iran was located between Medea and Babylon to the east, and Turkey and Iraq to the west. Thus, it was in the middle of them.
In like manner, the soul/feminine/astral/psychic realm is the doorway or middle passageway or window from the conscious, third-dimensional level to the fourth-dimensional/etheric realms and light body expression. This psychic doorway or all-seeing eye is that of the Elementary Spiritual Powers or ESP that express via the astral body. The tendency in Persia, prior to the coming of Zarathustra and Parshandathah was to misuse and abuse the psychic powers, to believe in magical incantations and potions, to worship multiple gods and goddesses, with its priests and military leaders believing in their own personal physical and psychic power, separate from the One Power Who is God.
Here again is a symbolic reason why Parshandathah was said to be imprisoned in a dark, dank, negative place, in the symbolic basement of one’s overall consciousness, because women as witches and such used black magic. However, Parshandathah did not use her feminine wiles or psychic powers to control others, to mislead them with mysterious rites, rituals and magic tricks. In essence, she had collared and rightly controlled her lesser, lower, psychic powers.
Given that Parshandathah was the incarnation of Sol-O-Man, the master of the feminine polarity, it seems highly likely that even if she was physically detained and incarcerated in the basement, she still used her ESP in righteous, proper and uplifting ways, linking her via the astral planes into the etheric planes and her own master teacher, whose name is MaYa. She probably also communed with her twin soul, Zarathustra, by way of her dreams and visions that operate in and through the astral body.
Be Wise as a Serpent
Luke may have understood at least some part of this when Mary talked with him and the other apostles about her lifetime as Parshandathah. Still, he was a man and had his masculine biases and misperceptions about woman, common to those times. Moreover, it may well have been mostly the early church fathers, including Origen (c.185 – c. 254 AD), who significantly altered and adulterated the Second Book of Acts, such as with the insertion of the so-called seven deadly sins as a major thematic structure, which description did not originate until 200 or more years after Mary’s ascension.
Mary is depicted in the Second Book of Acts as having seven deadly sins to overcome. No mention is made of Zarathustra’s so-called sins, although he faced many challenges in rightly receiving new spiritual guidance, information and truths, by way of his all-seeing eye and psychic senses; and in bringing forth these new, higher, purer teachings despite the opposition of others. Most of the priests of his day wanted to put a “symbolic ring around his neck” and chain him in some dark prison or other land. They did not want to give up their mortal power. They were the Cains of this time. Zarathustra was the leader of the Abels.
Furthermore, in the story of Parshandathah and Zarathustra, however it has evolved and been adapted and changed, please note that despite Parshandathah’s wretched living quarters and work, she did not blame Zarathustra for her troubles or want to have revenge on him and his soldiers. She somehow had the divine feminine power to remain at peace and to love her alleged enemies. Her enslavers may have incarcerated her physical body, but they certainly had not enslaved her soul. They had not taken her spiritual power away from her.
Moreover, when news came that Zarathustra had spiritually awakened and brought forth a new teaching of the One God, whom he called Ahura Mazda, Parshandathah believed in this and wanted to once again be in the physical presence of, and in a loving relationship, with Zarathustra. Does it not seem likely that the so-called news of Zarathustra’s enlightenment and practice came to Parshandathah in her own dreams and visions, rather than from physical talks by her captors and enslavers, who could not care less about her or Zarathustra, who probably thought he was crazy?
Current Application
The key lesson for us in this whole allegorical story is that no one can take our spiritual power away from us or rob us of our I Am peace, unless we allow them to do so. Women down through the ages have been complicit in allowing men to dominate them, like in the seductive lady of my dream who was all too willing and seemingly capable of trying to seduce and control me. Women have been power mongers in their own rights and ways. They have at times been just as mean spirited, revengeful and blind as men. Thus, men and women are equally at fault for promoting and practicing third-dimensional, mortal consciousness on Earth.
Thus, as Zarathustra and Parshandathah may well have said: Men, deal rightly with your own darkness; women, transmute the negativity in your own souls; and then men and women will be able to rightly love one another as co-equals. How spiritually simple can it be when we see it rightly and wisely, and act on it peacefully and lovingly!?
Take Up Your Bed & Walk
In my second dream this same morning, I was with a former female acquaintance who is a Third Ray worker. I was standing along her bedside in her dimly lit bedroom (her subconscious or basement). She seemed somewhat happy and comfortable with my being there, but I was cautious and careful about how I was to interact with her, given her past negative attitudes about me.
In the past when I was with her at times, in her daily, conscious life, she was neat, orderly and systematic. But now in my dream, on and around her bed and throughout her bedroom were objects such as partially eaten food, soiled clothes, old books and magazines, various trinkets, etc. She was able to lie comfortably in the middle part of her bed, but the rest of it was covered with junk.
I gently asked her in a loving, friendly way how she was doing, in part to give her a chance to talk and for me to have a better understanding of what was going on. She said that until now she had been doing quite well and was happy with her life and condition. But, then she looked at me kind of sideways and indicated that my recent blog had shook her up and disturbed her peace. She did not say she had read it, but I realized that the thought forms and energies of the blog had reached her through the ethers. Thoughts, after all, are things. Moreover, her implication was that I was the cause of her current unhappiness.
I kept my composure, said nothing in return, and remained peaceful and empowered. I was not about to get involved in her drama ( I had tried that in the past and it had been a disaster). After all, she had made her own bed and now she had to lie in it. In the past, she had not wanted my help and input, but rather had blamed me for most of her problems. At least now, she was not this distorted — she was not complaining overtly or obviously pointing her finger at me. Thus, there seemed to be some progress on her part, of rightly putting her life into good spiritual order, of working on herself and not blaming others for her problems. Nonetheless, it was clear that she had paid a price for her past decisions and actions, because she now was upset, felt lonely and unloved, and was insecure. I awoke saying: Hail to the Christ in thee; I love you, the real You; may you be your Self; so be it.
In my interpreting the dream, two things stood out. One, my prayers and projections had reached her; I did not have to talk with her physically to get across my spiritual ideas and insights. Two, unlike in the past, I had followed Parshandathah’s guidance to rightly use power and peace, to stay within my own Christ column of light even as I loved my former feminine aquaintance. I did not try to correct this lady, nor did I take on her misperception of me. I simply stood tall and loved her in my heart, without outwardly saying or doing anything. I felt good about the whole thing.
Manifestation & Crystallization
The next day, October 7th, my fourth day of focusing primarily on Parshandathah, in my morning meditation, she lowered herself to the left side of me until she stood solidly there for several minutes. She appeared the most solid, peaceful and powerful yet. I could make out many of her features. Here was the depiction of 4th-day manifestation and crystallization of the Fourth Ray; as above so below.
What did seem a bit odd, however, was that her overall body seemed to be comprised of four circles or balls of light, aligned together in a vertical pole. Seeing and pondering this, I asked her what it meant or signified. In response she asked me how many syllables were in her name, Parshandathah. The obvious answer was that there were four, which never before had meant anything to me. She said that the four spheres represented her four lower bodies: mental, emotional, astral and physical. She was showing me her feminine mastery and expression in and through these four bodies. And this demonstration resonnated into and uplifted my feminine consciousness, the feminine ways I thought, felt, psychically sensed and used my physical form.
Then, to the right of me descended Zarathustra, who likewise appeared the most distinct and solid yet to my ESP perception. Plus, he also seemed to be composed of four spheres, globes or sections, which were interconnected with one another in vertical fashion. These represented his masculine mastery of his four lower bodies. Like Parshandathah, Zarathustra has four syllables in it.
Parshandathah then directed me to add her four bodies to Zarathustra’s four bodies, thereby making 8 bodies or levels. 8 stood for a new octave, a new level of male-female exchange and functioning, of women and men being co-equal but complementary, such that the I Am or Christ or light body can be birthed on Earth and humanity can be healed. Upon pondering this, I was lifted into 8 consciousness, as above so below, which is the symbol and description of the Fourth Ray.
All of this was to indicate and symbolize in the most unique way that what I had been thinking, feeling, remembering and doing was in divine order, was accurate to the degree that I was now able to receive it. It was not the final product, but just the fourth of seventh steps. But all was in divine order.
New Title
After Parshandathah and Zarathustra left, while still in their afterglow, it came to me that if I should ever write a book about their lifetimes, it would be called Seven Lifetimes of Sol-O-Man and Sananda. The original title was the Second Book of Acts, being an extension of the First Book of Acts. Nada-Yolanda modernized this text to make it more readable and to add her knowledge of Mary and Jesus as they have given it to her in her intunements and channelings from them. Phillel, in his chart on the front cover of all of Sananda’s and Sol-O-Man’s lifetimes, added Sananda’s lifetimes as Moses and Elijah, when Sol-O-Man had not been incarnated with them; and Sol-O-Man’s lifetime as King Solomon when Sananda had remained in the etheric realms.
Pondering the above, it seemed clear that my core spiritual mission is to write about the divine law of polarity as it expresses on Earth by way of Sol-O-Man and Sananda. Hence, I was to cover in extensive detail only those lifetimes when Sananda and Sol-O-Man both were incarnated. Yolanda called these the Seven Lives of Mary and Jesus, but a more accurate title would be the Seven Lives of Sananda and Solomon. After all, Mary and Jesus were just one of those paired lifetimes. Only by knowing about, explaining and delineating who Sananda and Sol-O-Man are as the spiritual co-leaders of Earth can one tell the story in its fullest extent. Sananda and Sol-O-Man are their high or I Am Self names, not the names of their various incarnations on Earth.
So, at this point, subject to further refining, tweaking and polishing, the seven lives of Sol-O-Man and Sananda on earth at the same time are: 1) Adah and Abel; 2) Yonah and Noah; 3) Margoah and Melchizedek; 4) Parshandathah and Zarathustra; 5) Yasodhara and Siddhartha Gautama; 6) Eunice and Socrates; and 7) Mary and Jesus. (Asenath and Khufu were eliminated as actual lifetimes. Also, I will also add short accounts of Moses, Elijah and Solomon, to put everything into a holistic context, to show how twin souls may be positioned in different realms at the same time.)
You who read this blog know how much I love alliteration in catchy titles. So, there are 3 letter S’s in Seven Lives of Sol-O-Man & Sananda. This new title just rolls off my tongue. It sums up in short form the entire subject matter of the book. As it does so with me, I feel this wonderful sense of upliftment and completion. Perhaps you will feel the same way. Thank You, Mother-Father God!
Day Five
Blowback! Yet once again. When we have a powerful, regenerating and uplifting experience, almost always comes some negative response from those near to and far away from us, on Earth and in the astral planes, who object to the new information and energy, who are self-satisfied and determined not to change, who are stuck in selfish consciousness.
This time, when I went out after the first hour of my meditation, I dreamt of a male aquaintance who barged into my apartment. Before he even sat down in a chair, upon my welcoming him, he started whining and complaining about how I had been mistreating him, not dealing with him as the special and superior being that he perceived himself to me, hardly taking a breath when going from one sore point to another, all of which he saw as my faults, and not any of his own.
Whereas almost always in waking life, this person is steady, composed, compassionate and insightful, now he was unhinged. But he has so many good qualities that I felt guided to allow him some latitude, some time to make his points. However, he asked me no questions and spoke as the ultimate authority. As he did so, I still did recognize some small parcels of truth in what he said, and decided that after he left and things quieted down that I would ponder these parts of myself that could use some upgrading. But the primary imbalance and fault clearly and obviously was his. After all, I stayed in my Christ column of power and peace, but he did not. That said it all.
Afterwards, I marveled that once again I had been able to handle this situation in such a calm, composed, confident, peaceful way, even while I did not give my power away by engaging in this mortal/soul drama and overly focusing on my minor faults. Once more, as I so often have done in the last 10-15 years, I thought to myself and concluded that when I be lifted up, all others will be lifted unto me. At the right time in the future, maybe I will say something to this person about all of this. Meanwhile, my centered power and peace say everything that needs to be said. Had the person threatened me personally or psychically, I would have set him straight, like Jesus did with the Pharisees and the money changers. Instead, what I inwardly said to this person, both during and after this encounter, was: This storm or tantrum will past; be the Christ that you are; love one another. And, I love You/you. And over the next couple days, several confirmations came clearly to me that I had taken the best approach.
Power Up
In my following meditation, a pole of light or crossbar was placed in and through my two temples, starting from the right side of my head, traveling through the center of my head or third eye, and exiting through the left temple. In time, this cross bar morphed into the bar that is part of a barbell, via which one lifts weights to strengthen one’s muscles. On either side of the bar, were five round plates or weights of different sizes, comprising an overall heavy load. The inspiration and instruction came to lift up my hands to the horizontal pole of the barbell and then to push it upward, which I started to do. As I was doing so, the vision dissolved.
The interpretation was clear: I was to use my I Am powers to lift myself up, and to uplift others. I was not to focus predominately on crossing out the errors, limitations or blind areas in my own soul or those of others. This referred to my above dream as to how to handle my unhinged masculine aquaintance. I was to rise up my Christ column of light, get centered within, and then use my I Am qualities of power and love to help him, to lift him anew into his own power and peace. I spent the rest of the day doing so in one form or another. By the time I went to bed that night, I was at peace, my heart filled with love. I had powered up! Now I rested in the peace of my I Am Self. And I thanked Parshandathah and Zarathustra who had been behind this exercise, helping me as I was helping others.
Day Six
Early the next morning, October 9th, I dreamt that I was with the Seventh Ray EloHim and EloHer, scouring the entire Earth for residues of the herbicide glyphosate, whose trade name is Round Up. In a following second dream segment, I was with Seventh Ray angels, especially Lady Uriel and Lord Ariel, again looking for and exposing glyphosate around the planet, with the intent that it be cleaned up and disposed of properly. In the next, third and last segment, my teachers and companions were Seventh Ray ascended masters, again focusing on ridding the Earth of the many toxic items that mankind has poured so abundantly and without sufficient caution into the land, water, plants and animals of our beloved home, with the underlying motive for using and abusing this toxic substance being greed. I awoke in a daze of higher dimensional energies.
Glyphosate residue is found worldwide in the food chain, as well as in the water supply. When it was originally developed and promoted, it supposedly was found to be non toxic in small amounts, and was said to be biodegradable. Even the FDA authorized its use in small amounts. Recently, however, multiple well-designed scientific studies have shown that so much glyphosate has been poured into the earth for so long that nearly everyone has some glyphosate in their bodies, and that people with the highest concentrations of it have the highest occurrence of a type of lymphoma, a cancer of the blood. The parent company who makes and sells glyphosate was successfully sued, such that this huge company has agreed in court to pay out ten billion dollars to compensate the victims of this insidious poisoning; with more cases pending.
Symbolically, my dream series shows how it will take a multi-dimensional effort to expose and rid the Earth of the negative thoughts, feelings, memories and substances that have polluted Mama Nature for eons of time and caused all manner of disease. The day of reckoning is at hand. And we, as devoted light workers are commissioned to wield the sword to bring about this Latter Day, Sixth Ray cleansing and transmutation, even as we remain solidly poised in Seventh Ray peace and love.
(Having now learned that glyphosate in significant amounts is in conventional popcorn, hummus, wheat products and multitudinous other foods, especially junk foods, I now eat only organic popcorn, humus, oatmeal and whole wheat products; especially organic Einkorn wheat products.)
Small Golden Ankh
Upon getting up from my bed, I could hardly stand or walk, because so much higher, fourth-dimensional energy was in my forcefield and physical form. So, I quickly sat in a chair and meditated, with the intent of becoming more centered and in the flow of Spirit’s energy influx. About ten minutes into this process, suddenly, from above came down a small golden ankh, which is a symbol of the Hierarchy’s right use of Creative Energy or God Force. The ankh was about 1 inch tall. It came down slowly until it landed in the center of my heart chakra. Then it traveled inside of this love center until it was completely embedded, covered and enclosed. It was like it was within the center of the four chambers of my physical heart.
The small size of the ankh at first confused me. In the past, many times the angels and ascended masters have placed an ankh over and around me, which was much larger in size than the current one. On several occassions, the bottom tip of the pole of the ankh traveled down into each of my chakras. On some occassions, the ankh had been 7-12 feet tall. After my having worked with the Elohim, angels and ascended masters in my dream, now the ankh was just one inch in height.
Be Humble
As I went through my morning routine and had some breakfast, I started having a flow of thoughts about this, which came more clearly to me in my following meditation. The small ankh represented humility, its insertion portrayed the humbling of my heart even as my heart was being powered-up anew. If we are to use Creative Energy or God Power properly, we must have a humble heart, or we will end up becoming a selfish, superior-minded, self-loving Cain.
As Christ Jesus had proclaimed, as you do unto the least of these, you do unto me; let the children come unto me, for you must be as a little child in order to enter the kingdom of heaven; and to Saul on the road to Damascus, he basically instructed him to make himself small, hence to become Paul, the foremost Apostle of Jesus who spread his teachings throughout the Mediterranean area.
The one-inch-tall ankh also represented our One God, One Mind, One Creator, Whose Energy, Power and Love imbues all of His-Her Creations, from the largest to the smallest. God creates in and through us; we are co-creators. Jesus said he did not heal but that the Father healed through him. Jesus never proclaimed that he was the Father, but rather than he was His Son; as we all are; either His Son or Her Daughter. We all are small Children of our Creator.
We do not make ourselves tall or great just by the miraculous works that we perform, by being a powerful public leader, by writing spiritual books or by pontificating about using our ESP powers. It is the small, everyday, loving things that we do which make us great in the eyes of God and our fellow men and women. Should He-She wish to create so-called miracles or demonstrations through us, then He-She will do so. But for most of us in these Latter Days, we are to realize, to know and to demonstrate that our Creator is always with us, around us, flowing through and as us, in all that we think, feel and do. That is how we resurrect on the sixth day in sixth step of the sixth initiation.
Up We Go
After this gelled in my mind and heart, the next symbol shown to me was of an upward pointing V, with it thus forming an A without a crossbar. This Ʌ likewise was small. It meant that we are to start small, to take one small step at a time, to not be in a hurry or to be grandiose about our ongoing spiritual growth. On the other hand, we are not to feel little in a mortal way, incapable, unworthy of wielding the sword or communing with the Elohim, angels, ascended masters and devas. After all, Ʌ stands for Ascension, I Am consciousness, Abel and Adah consciousness, and Lord Ariel who is the masculine angelic counterpart of Lady Uriel of the Seventh Ray.
Ariel now lifted me upward in multiple steps throughout the day. As he was doing so, I found myself thinking about how many letter A’s are in Parshandathah. Yes, there are four such Ʌ’s. She, too was assisting and helping me all day, in small but powerful and loving ways, behind the scenes and sometimes clearly before and with me; leading the way in the ongoing healing and upliftment of my soul/subconscious/astral body. Thank you, dear one, beloved mother, elder sister and beautiful being! I may not know all the original meanings of your name, but I do know your spiritual nature, which is what a spiritual name indicates. I have you in my heart, now and forever; and I know without a doubt that you have me in yours. So be it.
Day Seven
Before going to sleep, Parshandathah instructed me to stop thinking about the past, to close the door to it. She said I had seen it clearly and dealt with it rightly. Now, I was to rise out of my dark, damp basement and to enter into the light of a new day of peace and love. I was to let the dead bury the dead, as I served our Lord God and the I Am or God Self in all.
I felt so whole, so peaceful, that I slept deeply and long. Upon awakening the next morning, October 10th, I was “bright-eyed and bushy tailed.” In my morning meditation, it dawned on me that this day was I Am Nation Constitution Day, a time of great celebration of the official birth of the I Am Nation on Earth. And then, the title for this blog came to me: Be at Peace in Persia.
Persia stands for spiritual, I Am power as expressed by our Elementary Spiritual Powers via our soul, hence Parshandathah consciousness. The name Persia comes from the root word “Par” or “Parsa.” However, the country Persia was founded by physical, mortal power. Like all empires, it came and went, but modern day Iran still wants to be such a physical, dominating empire in the Middle East.
Our task this week is to stand tall in Persia/Iran and to birth peace there and throughout the Middle East. We are to be a pillar of peace, radiating peace to the whole world and all life on and around her. The first step in the four-step Christ Matrix is peace. Let there be peace in the Middle East, where war has broke out yet once again between Hamas and Israel. Let there be the right use of the sword.
Be a Master of Power & Peace
Sol-O-Man now appeared above me, having reabsorbed her lifetime as Parshandathah into her etheric, ascended light body. Sol-O-Man then totally transfigured me, descending down through and around my entire body. She was not to my left side as she was in most of my past communions with Parshandathah. Here was the seventh step of the seventh day, the culmination and fulfillment of all the work and practice of the prior six days. I felt such peace, such love, such humility, such power. I felt whole!
Then Sol-O-Man gave a basket filled with delicious bread, fruits and vegetables, a veritable bonanza of good, healthy, delicious food. She guided me to eat of this. It was the bounty of her love, her Divine Mother Energy, which I was to incorporate anew into my own body and energy field. Some of the food looked like nothing I have seen on Earth. It was fourth-dimensional food. What a meal I had!
Then she rose back up and took me up with her into my 7-10 feet tall I Am Soliel light body. The day before I was small. That prepared the way for me to be big, tall, to stand firmly in my own Christ column of cosmic light, to shine like the sun on one and all.
Sol-O-Man then proclaimed: You, Soliel-Robert, are now a master on Earth. Upon adjusting to this incredible proclamation, I responded: You, Sol-O-Man are my beloved spiritual mother who has birthed me. Together as one, we are at peace in Persia.
Being a master on Earth does not being perfect in a mortal way at all times. As long as we remain in a physical body, there will be ongoing tests and trials in rightly demonstrating our I Am mastership each step of the way. A master knows his or her remaining faults, but deals with them decisively and efficiently, taking two steps forward and one step back. A master comes back time and again to focusing on First Ray Will and Power and Seventh Ray Peace, Love and Rest. A master does his or her best to be love in action, to see each new step as a learning lesson.
While others quake and shake in these End Times, a master remains steady, composed, confident, secure, centered in Christ consciousness, spiritually protected and positively oriented at all times. A male or female master no longer lingers in the dark basement of his or her past soul mistakes and shortcomings. Parshandathah becomes Sol-O-Man. Zarathustra becomes Sananda, as we will see in my next blog. We become our own I Am Self identity and name.
Be Your Self
My suggestion is that you take what speaks to you in this long, in-depth blog, and apply it practically in your own life. You may want to read parts of this blog on several occassions, as the inspiration comes to do so over the next seven days.
Whatever I have done by the grace of God, you too shall do, in your own unique way, in big ways and seemingly small ways. I Am with you, for you and love you. I feel and appreciate your love for me. We are one in the One. We are one Family of love.
Each day this week, ask Parshandathah to fill your heart and soul with new love, such that you too become a queen or high priestess of Persia.
Time and again, find new ways to be a tower of power and a pillar of peace.
Love others but do not descend into their drama. Show them the way out of their soul problems by being the peaceful and truthful being you are. If others do not ask you for your input, then keep your mouth closed, even as you silently speak the word for them. If you have to, wipe the dust of their darkness off your feet and move on down the road and further up the mountain.
Be sure to daily take in the “ah” at the end of Parshandathah. Ah, ah, ah, ah. This is the way of peace, love, cooperation and coordination.
Be at peace in Persia. See and call forth peace in the Middle East.
Love God and Love One Another!