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| The PAO is gradually recovering from the loss of our shopping cart service during February. More than 200 archives had to be re-coded into our new FoxyCart system. Happily, after a final series of tests, we have become operational again.
However, owing to February's loss of income, we are running critically short of funds to pay this month's bills. We have always deeply appreciated you who loyally stuck with us at PAO all these years. Now, once again, we reach out to you for some financial help.
Last year, we brought you six new and compelling speakers. With your continuing support, we will be able to introduce additional voices and ideas to our growing family of eager enlightening guests.
This month we are excited to welcome back Jared Rand as our PAO Webinar guest. Right now, the planet appears in utter disarray. Jared's keen and uncanny perceptions of our world will intrigue and inspire you, while offering comfort and compassion through these very difficult times.
Please donate what you can to help the PAO this month. https://www.paoweb.com/contrib.htm
Peace and Blessings,
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The Split Within ~ Ascending from the Inside OutSource: Jenny Schiltz Note from Colleen: Oh yes, I am going through this and so are many of my friends. Right on time for clearing, clearing, clearing what no longer serves us. Glory be!
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| We’ve heard about the vibrational split for years now. It’s often spoken about in collective terms—one person aligning to a higher timeline while another continues down a denser path. And yes, we’re seeing this more and more in real time, watching worlds move further apart in subtle and not-so-subtle ways. However, what is less discussed—and perhaps even more profound—is the split that occurs within.
This inner split is not about separating from others, but from parts of ourselves. The lower vibrational aspects that kept us looping in patterns, trauma responses, and subconscious reactivity are no longer compatible with where we’re going. We are outgrowing them, and like anything, this outgrowing can feel both liberating and deeply uncomfortable. We may be experiencing bouts of incredible grief and intense highs and lows.
Often, this inner unraveling comes with a trigger. Something is said, an old fear is revived, and a pattern is replayed one more time. We react—sometimes outwardly, but always inwardly. The internal dialogue intensifies, and if we’re willing to observe, we begin to hear and see it clearly: the defense mechanisms, the outdated beliefs, the walls carefully constructed to keep us “safe” and the pain at bay. It becomes apparent that so much of what we built around our pain has also hidden our magnificence.
And now, those cards are falling. One by one.
We are being revealed. Exposed—not just in our wounds, but in our light. The old architecture that held us together is crumbling, and in its place, something more authentic is emerging. It’s tender. It’s sacred. It’s you. At times, it feels fragile, and in other moments it embodies the strength and ferocity of a lion.
The split the ancients foresaw is ripping through every layer of being. We are peeling off masks, outdated identities, and protections we no longer need. The old versions of ourselves may put up a fight, or they may leave quickly, and others, yet we may cling to THEM out of habit or fear. However, as we rise in frequency, they cannot accompany us. We either let them go or we allow them to stagnate our growth.
The parts of us that accepted less, that played small or acted as martyrs, that expected perfection from ourselves or others, that hid ourselves away, that sabotaged etc. these parts are leaving.
You know which aspects must go. You can feel what is no longer in resonance.
Recently, a friend shared that she was going through her storage unit in preparation for a move. She was feeling silly because she was so emotional.
On the surface, it was a simple task: deciding what to keep and what to let go of. But beneath that was a sacred sorting. She was choosing what parts of her story still belonged in her present. What still held meaning and future purpose, and what was simply an echo of who she was. Some things had monetary value, but they no longer matched her frequency, her path, so they too have to go.
Many of us have been de-cluttering, redecorating, and shifting our space. That physical sorting process is the perfect metaphor for what we’re doing now—except we’re also doing it internally. In quiet moments. In dreams. In the space between breaths. We are asking: does this thought, trait, or behavior support the soul I’m becoming—or is it a relic of who I’ve been?
This is what the split is. We are shifting ourselves, every cell, every aspect, consistently choosing our highest path. While it is not easy, it is not something to fear, but to honor. Not the end of who we are, but rather it is the birth of our authentic selves.
Sending you all so much love,
Jen | |
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| I Was Sitting at My Kitchen Table With Archangel MichaelSource: Lorna Byrne | |
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| Hello to all my beautiful friends. I am praying for you all, always.
Many years ago I was sitting at my kitchen table with Archangel Michael. He took my hand and showed me a vision.
I was on a hill overlooking a wide area of countryside. Below me there were thousands of people in a big circle. From their clothing I could tell they were all of different nationalities and religions.
The place was full of angels, and as I watched it became very clear to me that the people could see and talk with the angels that were around them.
The people were at prayer. They were praying aloud, together, and although different languages were being used, everything was part of one big prayer. I could hear the hum of their prayer.
In the center, surrounded by angels, was the person who was leading the prayer. I could not tell whether it was a man or a woman. However, it wasn't as if this person was more important than the others; they were simply leading the prayer.
People were praying in whatever way felt most comfortable to them. Standing, sitting on the ground, or lying down. And I knew everyone was praying with their heart and soul. They were all fully engrossed in their prayer, and enjoying it.
The place felt so peaceful and looked so bright, almost as if a light was shining from the earth underneath them. The people looked bright, too. Brighter than anyone I have ever seen before. Everyone looked so perfect and full of life, even the very elderly, and no one seemed to be disabled or sick in any way.
From where I stood I could see a circle of light around the huge gathering of people. Outside this circle, I saw the rolling green hills and trees. Everything looked so much more alive and vibrant than it does in our world today.
The vision faded and I found myself back at my kitchen table with Archangel Michael.
"I would have loved to stay there. Can I not go back?" I asked Michael.
He smiled but didn't say anything. He just shook his head.
"That was like a little glimpse of heaven," I said. "But I know it was the earth, not heaven."
"Lorna, that is humanity's future, if humanity chooses it," Archangel Michael said. "If humanity makes the right decisions and grows spiritually."
Then, for a brief moment, the Angel of Hope appeared beside me, filling me with hope for this wonderful future for humanity, and giving me the courage and strength to believe that we really can make the right decisions and build this amazing world.
We all have a part to play in the spiritual evolution of humanity.
You can become more spiritual. You can pray more, every day. And you can connect to your soul, that spark of light of God within you.
Love and blessings to you all,
Lorna © 2024 Lorna Byrne http://www.lornabyrne.com | |
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