I Remember! Article by Bryan de Flores

I Remember!

By
Bryan de Flores

I remember the long and wondrous journey to the mythical kingdom from my homeland near the coast, thousands of years ago. The time had come for my sister Amaleau, then 7 years of age, and I just 5 years older, to make the journey into a new and uncertain future. Our culture was fading and the ‘great prophecy’ had been set into motion. We were to rekindle our flames and preserve the knowledge and wisdom of our people in another place, thus beginning a new cycle of creation.

The journey would take seven months and six days to complete, an incredible initiation for both our little bodies and souls. As we followed the starry pathways in the sky, Amaleau and I often fell into a trance and were given visions of things to come, as if being guided by some unseen force. We had been told many stories of the great kingdom, the ‘city of rainbows’ they called it, where visions and dreams become real and each glorious day more magnificent than the one before.

As the months went by we walked through deserts and mountains, across streams and through valleys. We remembered our people by telling stories, singing songs and dancing throughout our journey. We encountered not a living soul along the way, but were constantly surrounded by our friends and ancestors from the other side. We took time each day to sit quietly and listen, to feel and strengthen our connection to the source of creation.

We first realized we were getting close to our destination when we began to see and feel the most curious and amazing phenomena. Overhead, we began to see flocks of the most beautiful white birds sailing in formations that defied our imaginations. They would serve as our guides from that point, creating incredible pictures in the skies above our heads, inspiring us and leading us forward. We then began to see a curious upward spiraling motion in the growth of the plants and trees. We also noticed a strange lyrical harmony throughout the entire natural kingdom. This, to us, was the beginning of a new life, an odyssey that would lift our souls once again into the realms of light.

As we approached the edge of a great forest, we heard beautiful music in the air; not the kind issued through instruments or voices, but that of the unseen realm of the celestials. The melodies began to flow through our bodies, elevating our minds and spirits as we walked out of the forest into a clearing. Then, for the first time, we saw it there! From a distance it seemed as if millions of celestial lights were dancing together, creating an incredible symphony as big as a mountain. As we grew closer, we began to see the outlines of structures shaped like eggs, half circles and triangles. We gazed upward to the magnificent towers that seemed to reach the starry heavens. Over the towering city, many lights and winged beings danced and hovered about. Looking bravely at our destination we slowly walked forward, adjusting ourselves to the fields of celestial energy that radiated from this magical paradise.

As we approached the rivers edge, we saw a small crystalline ship with a white canopy sailing toward us. As it came closer, two figures emerged and lifted their hands in greeting. The ship sailed gently to the shore and the figures walked toward us. It was a man and a woman, so beautiful they looked as angels greeting us with smiles and stars in their eyes. We quickly fell into their arms, exhausted but overjoyed with tears in our eyes. We then boarded the ship and sailed to our new home.

Tincet and Cahaan were their names and they told us of this wondrous place and the journey of its creation. We were puzzled as sometimes we would hear their voices clearly in our heads, but their mouths would not be moving. As we sailed through the labyrinth of streams and islands, we were awestruck by the monumental statues and crystal towers, which felt almost alive as if beckoning us forward. We saw many beautiful and unusual things, which we would eventually come to understand and embrace.

As we grew, our new guardians and friends would take us on many journeys, though many dimensions and many fields of consciousness. We would often watch the ‘visitors’ come and go in their light spheres and learn the truth of our own celestial origins. We would walk with the Masters through the spiraling gardens, musing about creation and the destiny of the planet. We felt connected and loved as did everyone who journeyed there.

I became an artisan’s apprentice, learning to sculpt, paint and construct, while my sister endeavored to be a liaison between the many races of Earth and those from the stars. We studied in the rainbow crystal temples for many years, eventually becoming teachers and wayshowers ourselves. We played in the vast fields, streams and forests beyond the city. Through the years we would learn to light-travel in our bodies to our home and share our adventures. Some would make the journey with us back to the great kingdom and return with wondrous stories and gifts. As time went by we began to embrace the greater design and move into even higher fields of awareness and creativity. Within 300 years another prophecy came to pass, as our great kingdom began to transfer its energy into many new dimensions of consciousness. We had taken all we endeavored to do to the highest potential, and through our thoughts and the way we lived our lives the great kingdom had finally completed its destiny.

It was a glorious day, that last day of our existence there in the great kingdom. As the sun rose, the outer edges of the city began to fade into the waters as we all gathered in the crystal tower. As I arrived I saw each individual’s body being consumed by their spirit, as if bursting into divine flames and ascending through a celestial opening in the upper region of the tower. One by one, each soul made a graceful exit into the ethers. I was one of the last to leave along with my sister, as we watched the crystal tower dissolve and the waters approach. All of the etheric souls then gathered above and watched as the oceans engulfed the islands and then it was gone!

As I now look back in time and long for my life there, I realize it was the end of an era, a time of greatness and solitude, of wisdom and unlimited creativity. It was an experience that has given many of us the inspiration to come back to Earth at this time and assist in yet another grand ascension process. This kingdom gave to Earth a great gift, a divine reference point, from which to build new and innovative unified civilizations.

There are many stories told today of this great civilization, some wondrous and others of warning. This story tells the truth of that mythical kingdom’s wisdom and beauty, a testament to man and God’s co-creative potential. I remember the great kingdom with its crystal temples and towering statues as if it were right here in front of me now. I remember as a child the love I received and the wisdom I gained in this place of splendor and wonder. I remember it well and I will hold the truth of it in my heart forever. I remember the magic, I remember the light, I remember Atlantis!