Let’s play a game — without frustration, please, because I’ll know not-knowing it!

and part two of What’s the Queen's Name?

“Hi Christ, how is your day going?” — asked Michael in the passing, while going into the Father’s workshop. See, Love can work through angels, and she can work through them. Leaving Michelle a little bit confused because it was unexpected, but here comes Mother with Sandalfon, they are headed in the same direction, so why not walk together while Mother is explaining what’s just about to happen?

“She synchronized the Heavens with the Earth. That’s not a secret, but there’s always been a delay in action. Heavens need time to process. But now things are happening simultaneously while she writes and she needs your help.”

Everything is a process for us impatient people. Now Michael and Sandalfon know the part of the truth that I do not need to know about. I’m good at keeping secrets, but my thing about secrets is revealing them. But how to get to know a secret? That kind of mystery intrigued me for a long time. I trust them they trust me. It’s a sweet and short deal Queen has with her angels, and it’s about trust. So, over there build up my confidence, I’m telling this joke right. Now, he’s trying to work his way around it.

“Well, it was the bravest thing you have done, using your own words.”

“Yes, is that something Christ told you? Because it’s true, but….”

“I’ll take that but…”

“Let me, Christina explain to you before you are finished, why is there nothing to take for you? You blow it. You can go back to the Heavens, I’m not listening. Btw, I saw your portal opening skills. They are hilarious. You should jump on different place, not on the same.”

“Is everything a joke to you? I thought you are so confused you do not know your name. What about that?”. That's a result of my latest joke on heaven named What’s the Queen's name? I do not worry, that one is writing itself. How? Thank you white magic of life! Keeping Christ uncomfortable and misinformed was my goal here.

The thing is, he tried to work through another person close to me to come near. That’s what entities do — try to work with people, through people. He doesn’t even know there is a new divine in Heaven for months. Talking about who is confused. He doesn't even know what’s going one and where he lives, and asked me do I know my name. Funny diversion — my favorite food is Skettles, Esajah.

Now he is back in Heaven, frustrated even more. Hold in confusion with new information no one seems to be surprised with. Poor Christ, imprisoned by his own perception for a while now thinking he could time travel, do shamanism or white magic. Imagine his surprise knowing just now, for him new information that I held from him successfully, unlike the others, for months. So, no one wants to help him, everyone acts like there is no surprise that there was a new god in the heavens. He panicked. “What else Christina can do that Christ only gets to dream about?” — asked Michael. “Hi there Christ, how is your day going?” — asked him Sandalfon going out of Father’s workshop together. They laughed. “Awful. Did you know there is a new divine here? How?”

“What are you talking about, it’s been here for months now, everybody knows him. Be careful, mental health is important. Being too forgettable can cause some damage. Humans will, that’s how. Also, you are about to rule out yourself.” — answers Michael. They could not suppress it anymore, they both laughed and rushed in a hurry because things they testified in Father's workshop were too good to be true. They wanted to help and help in spreading the word I do not need to know about yet. And the word is next: “Chichen or an egg? What comes first, Christ or Christina?” as an answer to the Christ on every angel he decides to talk to today. See, Christina is smart. Christina always wanted to help Christ, but there is saying from where I’m from, and that’s Earth — help yourself and God will too. That’s my final advice here.

Every single angel he approached today will not help him and at the end of the conversation, he will get a question two questions to answer. Angels are working fast and with a little bit of team effort, team building, and work word is out. Done! In that way, I can’t take a fall for him being ruled out from Heaven. He literally gets to see how he ruled himself out. That’s the main goal of this practical lesson and a joke here. Let’s see what he does next.

Coming here again. Leaving in a hurry. Leaving into a Father's office. Father already is reading what I’m writing, seeing what I’m up to without even knowing. Father is Laughing. It’s confidence and faith, trust everything will work out in the perfect matter, mine answer to a Father but in a “how do you make me feel” way, without words. He didn't use words to ask a question either.

Devine temperance.

Father laughs again saying to Christ that he goes to talk with angels.

“But you ordered them not to help me.”

“Well, the Queen who does not know her name make some arrangements over there, so they will talk to you and that will be her sweetest talk back to you.”

“I finally get the sweetest talkback?” — asked the random angel to Christ. He laughed because he knew Queen is working through him to ask a question. Angel replied with the two questions and pass through calmly. “What is this game, how did you know?” — asked him with so much frustration because he just could not comprehend what was going on. And then there’s me, knowing but not knowing how I’m arranging all of his laughter in the spiritual world from Earth, it’s entertaining for Christina and the Heavens, not so much for Christ.

Now, my shamans want to know the secret. How I’m tracking him and making a grates joke of all of the time, without even realizing it. It’s a very mentally fragile game, but it’s just about the following feeling. When I want to communicate with Christ, I follow the pain and grief. I could feel his pain all the way here. Now he is frustrated more than Raziel ever was, I can assure you, but his frustration does not touch me because I learned to cope with mine. I’m not attached to it, but I know the feeling.

Let’s entertain Heaven for one more time before everything is set in motion for Christ. I do not know what I’m doing here, so I’ll just play my condor song and see what river of life will bring me.

Laura just shared the big news with me. Imagine Christian legacy completely altered, non-existing? “It’s been done”. Of course, the damage has been done to the Soul who believed in punishment, shame, guilt, and blame. They can choose differently if want. Now beliefs can circulate differently, and energy can flow differently.

“Good job, good use of magic.” — that one is really special praise coming from Don Antonio.

“Do you realise you just set a bunch of synchronicities on Heavens?!” — that’s my confirmation from Alberto.

“You have been taking your conformations from the spiritual world for months now?! How much did you see it in reality?”

“Yes, girl had to practice her spiritual gifts and talents. I used multiple sources to check, no worries. I do innocent magic. Knowing but not knowing. That’s my thing.”

“How did you distinguish what’s right and what’s not? What’s the truth?”

That one lesson, Alberto is for the next memoir. I have been rudely disrupted by Christ while talking to my shamanistic mum, Dona Larua. We have been talking about epoxide of Shamanistic Council that I call Stuff, stuff smoke. Now Laura is also receiving some of the gifts I created, but the point is we were rudely disrupted.

“Now you know your name?” — asked Christ Christina.

“You do not get it again. Sure I know. Laura knows. Now go talk with angels, everybody will ask you two questions. On the first one, you’ll be answering the whole day. Chicken or an egg? Very philosophical. We all know that Christians are good philosophers, especially when giving birth, and creating a new life and so on. Sure You’ll manage. Then, if you answer correctly, you get another question. Christina or Christ, and on that one, well, you’ll get a uniform answer from the Heavens when this joke is done. Leave us now!

Now, to realize this bunch of synchronicities, I need to add one more piece of information that, go figure, forget about. It’s an error that I made.

Alberto, can you repeat your question?

“Where did you open your secret place for the first time?”

“Well, I was very good at self-sabotaging and to afraid to open it concisely on Earth. I went home, on Heavens, and open my secret space and let my aspects play. Sleep mostly, but it was an ingenious idea again — sleeping in my visions so I can wake up when I need, with information that I need. That’s how creative and excited I get when I’m home.”

What do girl do when excited? Countdown! So, three — two — one! Now, whatever I just did, is in motion.