I rposted something at The Power of Light today from the Daily OM that sparked a question from Jess, and a response that I thought I could bring here.
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I think each of us finds our light team in different ways. Some of them stay faceless, nameless, but the presence is very strong. Others have names, are God-like figures, or have been historically in our life as ancestors.
Telling you my experience may help. Sometime when I was in college, I used to get a feeling that I was being watched over. The guides were not taking away my problems, but their presence was very strong. I found some of the "faces" and even some names over the course of healing initiations and attunements. What was a delighted surprise for me was that the outer teachers who have gave me attunements, were different - but the inner teachers were the same! And very much "alive"- not as if they had been historical figures.
In meditation, we would send out healing to ourselves and all those who are near and dear to us, and those who are near and dear to them, in every widening and inclusive circles. That brought out those who are in my light team.
In a healing group I belong to, I found that we can call out to each other etherically and "find" each other, even when we're driving or going about our daily activity. I know that they are in my light team too, not as guides but as those whom I can always call upon to help with healing. There are many whose presence we sense when we are in our healing space. I wonder if I'll ever find their names ..
When my father in law passed on, I could see and hear him helping me with difficult situations. So he became a part of my light team as he could not fully have been while in human form.So I do see that our ancestors can become our light team. It is not something I would have agreed with, if I hadn't seen him and others helping me in this way.
My feeling is that the light team is like a funnel, or 3-d spiral, with those who took human form and passed on, near to us; and in ever widening circle, those whom we don't know; and on up to the Christed Ones, the Masters, the Godlike ones or Devas...each with our own light team, for the different dimensions in which we exist.
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This was not a meditation with ceremony~this was a meditation in a space that was clarified by the singing of a thousand souls, by the joining of a million intentions, by the focus of countless thoughts.
Buoyed along the energies of the celestial events and earth events of the past few weeks, I journeyed to a world beyond perfection. Beyond Ram Rajya, Atlantis, Shamballa, Shangri-La. It was a vision, a daydream, imagination.
It was real, and it is now.
The first surprise was that I was immediately there, and in a moment of sitting in my unlit special room, blessed by the energies that have brought light to earth since thousands of years, there was immediate peace and joy. I was the little girl skipping along gaily in the fields of golden blossoms, which the guardian tree overlooked.
I sailed into a company of an illumined one, and at first, tried to put a face, a name. But all slid off that soft brightness, and it was the One that I venerate as nirguna - without qualities- blessing me with a vision. I sat there amidst others, and looking around, saw that all were illumined beings, all teachers, all learners. The pillars of light that I had seen at the solstice in March. There was a sense of joyful being, sacred yet not solemn.
The last vestiges of conditioning of bowing to earthly masters fell away.
All knowledge was there.
And then I was in the hallowed halls of book-lined libraries. That held the knowledge of all of creation. Akash. We were as little globes of blue light, flying, absorbing the knowledge present there, and then letting it pass.
The conditioning of needing to know words passed through.
The inner guides who are ever with me, all flickered in and out of each other! Buddha, Sananda...and then there was one whose name is non-pronounceable, not verbal, and yet approximated.
They brought a sense of lightness, joy, familiarity in the immense vastness of space.
There was something about the event horizons there...
And much traveling; and lots more coming through.
A beautiful journey, bringing together past present future imagined and not.
An hour later, I was back. And nothing has looked the same since.
I bow to the beautiful coming together of those who lift each other up to visions that are beyond perfection.
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November 2009 
Meenakshi
Expanding into Reiki] 
