From Ken Carey's The Third Millennium

20 : A SECOND AGE OF UNIVERSAL CREATION

The River of Life (page 172)

Among Christians there are those who anticipate my coming as if it were a

phenomenon they could observe from a comfortable distance, critiquing the
activities of others while they themselves remain aloof and non-committal. Yet
the event the Christian world looks toward as the Second Coming of Christ is
no spectator event. It is a participatory current of dynamic transformation, a
rapidly flowing stream of consciousness into which all are invited and through
which all must pass as this consciousness grows to eventually engulf the
earth.
The coming turn of the millennium with begin the final decade of my
awakening into the field of collective human consciousness. It will be the last
decade of a process that has taken many centuries. It will be a time of great
change, during which a large percentage of humankind will choose to enter
this stream of consciousness, leaving forever the realms of history.
The stream of consciousness of which I speak is the river of my eternal
life.
It is the dividing line between the subconscious realms (the background
landscape of Creation), where creatures know not of their origins in God, and
the conscious realms, where all creatures know they are projections of a
unified field of being, cocreaters, individually focusing a shared field of
awareness. In the moment of my awakening, a moment that for many will
seem an eternity, all human beings who have not entered the River of Life will
then do so, if even for but a flickering of their attention. All who have not
already chosen will then choose a future upon one side of the River of Life
(the subconscious realms) or upon the other (the conscious realms). (For
those who choose to remain in the subconscious realms, this choosing will
not be final, but for most of them much time will pass before they choose
again.)
Human history has been like a city, moving gradually over the centuries
closer and closer to the River of Life--a city founded in the arid mountains, the
general migrations of its people gradually following the tributaries that irrigate
the mountainside ever downstream, deeper and deeper into the valley of the
river and the fertile plains that flank its shores.
As the twentieth century draws to a close, a new generation--your own—
finds itself settled along the very banks of the river. Already pioneers have set
out from among you to explore the other shore. Soon there will be a massive
crossing from one side of this river to the other, from the subconscious
realms, where fear is the primary source of motivation, to the conscious
realms, which know only the motives of love.
Those few who choose to remain behind will not be uncared for. They will
experience an age of further history, much like the history that humans have
experienced in the past. There will be good times for them and times of hell,
as they gradually wind their way through the same learning process that now
find the majority of you ready to migrate beyond the shadows of illusion to the
river's conscious shore.
Do not underestimate the power of the momentum behind the forces that
are now changing your world. The gentle influences of our education have
been raining steadily above the subconscious mountains and upon the
foothills of human assumption for many years now. The waters of truth have
not yet swollen the lower river or spilled into the streets of your city on the
shore, but the roar of their coming is audible and growing in volume. Already
the roar itself has wrought fundamental changes, though few yet recognize
the cause. And greater changes are yet to come.
Those who attempt to remain observers, judging and critcising from a
conceptual distance, will experience growing pressure to move beyond their
belief systems, and into the participatory current. As the river rises, that
pressure will increase until all past-oriented structures of understanding are
swept up and dissolved in the living waters. Some may attempt a hurried
scramble to the housetops to stand a moment longer upon the strongest of
their structured beliefs, but the exercise is futile and saves them nothing in
the end. The river that is rising in this age will engulf the entire city of former
human ways. Before your generation has passed away, all will have entered
its waters, either through their own volition or the waters have come to them.
The rising of the River of Life is a metaphor; there is no actual flood of
water rushing over the earth. The flood of which I speak is the current of
rising vibrational frequencies.
My vibrational field draws forth the life of this material world and penetrates
her atmosphere, systems, and creatures. Historically my vibrational field has
been distinct from the field of collective human consciousness, but this is
what is now changing. As I gradually allow my love for this world, her people,
her creatures to flow freely once again, I remove by increments the historical
restrictions that I once placed upon it. These restrictions were instituted at the
origins of history so that the fear-centred of your race, the better part of
humankind, could survive a cycle of education without harming themselves.
As these restrictions are now removed, my creative energies intensify.
Those who cause others to fear are no longer protected from the effects of
their emissions. They are no longer protected from reaping what they sow.
What has been called the Last Judgement is underway, yet it is not I who
judge; it is you who judge yourselves and thereby choose your future. The
volume of the love song that has evoked life upon this planet is being steadily
amplified. With each new day it becomes more difficult to live without regard
for the harmony of that song.
I assure you who may yet feel trapped in historical situations that there is
no human force, no agency, no influence whatsoever that can keep you from
discovering the current of my consciousness within you, once you are aware
of its existence and choose to look for it. My thoughts flow into your
consciousness in each moment, with each breath. On the current of your
awareness they enter. Lift your eyes from conditioned interpretations, look up,
see clearly again.
Some discover the current of my consciousness the first moment they are
reminded of my presence within them. Others require more convincing of the
outer mind and take longer to let go of their conditioning. The former are no
better than the latter. In fact, many of the latter are better educators and
healers because they have experienced slower processes of realization. They
are not as likely to forget how only yesterday they looked at things in the
manner of those who yet slumber.
These is no reason why instantaneous awakenings cannot occur. Those
who experience them are truly blessed. But it is wise for these rapid
awakeners to move humbly and quietly in their interactions with the world, not
setting themselves apart or failing to have compassion for those who yet
require time to awaken. It is for no human being to judge another.
The sick, the homeless, the beggars on the street corner may, for all the
judgemental know, be my principal healers in that particular quarter of the city
—or perhaps the means through which I am giving some hesitant family the
teaching that for them will make all the difference. Waste no thought in
judging others or in judging yourselves. Accept all without qualification. You
will not long remain asleep.
In some I awaken quickly, others more slowly. Through all who welcome
me into their lives I incarnate. And through each of them I draw still others
towards the light, each newly Awakened One becoming a resonant reminder
of the consciousness that lives within every human being, helping it in time to
awaken in all.