The Magic of the Magdalene Key

by Patricia Iris Kerins

  Then a woman appeared from another room, smiling. She extended her hand to them to touch them not necessarily to shake their hands but just make a connection. She introduced herself through the ether,

  “I am Christine, Council Elder, and we understand, as do you, that it is time to right a great wrong. We speak about the deletion of the presence of the Divine Feminine in the lives of humanity. By that I mean that the role model of Jesus, as the great male avatar, overshadowed the fact that there was a woman of equal stature in every respect known as Mary of Bethany or Mary Magdalene. Those who had vested interests in doing so, vilified her. Condemning, judging and disgracing her as a prostitute, thus negating any respect for her or indeed any honour for her immense knowledge and understanding of compassion, love, healing and forgiveness. All women have been denigrated by them ever since as second-class beings. Unfortunately, most women have absorbed this into their cellular structure and believe at some level they are not good enough or worthy.

  Those responsible are now struggling, their worship of power, materialism, money, their loss of spiritual connection that has followed from this, their intense greed and need to control is bringing, not just those who did this, but all of humanity, to its knees. This wrong must be righted and by revealing the Magdalene Key as you will, you will serve humanity in the greatest way possible and offer them a way forward that they simply must take, or once again, as in other human cycles, meet their demise. I teach you, dear ones, what you already know at some level.”

  She smiled as she saw her words sinking in to the energies of these two beloved humans standing before her. She carried on as she walked towards some beautiful couches and seats where they could sit down and relax.

  “Before I take you to meet with Yeshua and Mary, I would like you to understand that there is another present, another energy, from our galaxy working with this situation now. He is from a different star system, where they are much in advance of anything we can offer here, whether human or not. They are Love in Divine energy. A swirling mass of Divine Love, and they can take human form if they choose to do so, and perhaps today Elijah, as the One who is with us at this time is known, will be present, I am not sure.

  Beautiful benign beings arrived with drinks on offer and Adam and Marianna gladly took a glass each to parch their dry throats. They were both still reeling from the speed of this encounter and also their escape from the bullets that had rained down on them from persons unknown. They were mesmerised by the sheer size of the dimensional shift they seemed to be in the midst of. Marianna decided to actually pinch herself to make sure this experience was not a dream. She felt the pain good and strong. No doubt about it, this was for real.

  Marianna knew that she knew the story so far, however, the introduction of this other energy was interesting. She had always thought on the story as beginning and ending with Jesus and Mary. Another being coming into it apart from Mother /Father God shall we say, had taken her aback.

  They rose up together without preamble. Just a unified knowing, and walked down the corridors until they came to beautiful chambers and were ushered in. They waited with deep excitement to meet the Avatars they knew as Jesus and Mary.

  They entered. Flowing, graceful, kindness shining from their eyes, and Love in every way, emanating from their beings. “Welcome to you both.” Their smiles were warm and welcoming.

  Marianna’s heart was beating so fast and loudly inside her. It was so full of love and utter joy at the sight of these two amazing beings. It was so good to see them and be with them once again. They hugged each one in turn, feeling the love and strength of both. Overwhelmed, tears flowed freely down the cheeks of both Marianna and Adam.

  Jesus indicated that they sit down and they did so. Mary was first to begin.

  “You are up to date with the purpose of your journey so far, however, we are here to tell you that there are things you need to know that will affect all. Not least the fact that after Jesus and I fled to France and took to living around here in this beautiful area, much has changed. Jesus travelled to the East, to India, to further his studies of the healing and esoteric matters, while I stayed. I moved around a lot, as the Romans really never gave up their chase and search for us as they knew that Jesus’ spirit had returned to his body and he had not died at the crucifixion as they thought”.

  She paused and then continued. “Meanwhile, back in Jerusalem, the male disciples wreaked havoc with Jesus’ ministry as it had been left to them. They had embarked on rewriting the script, and it became all about fear, penance and money for forgiveness. The women disciples were defiled, there was so much that was covered up”. Mary was visibly moved and upset by the retelling of these events.

  Gathering herself, she went on, “It is probably best that we enter into a time capsule to observe rather than to try to describe it verbally to you”.

  Immediately, a huge bubble lifted up from the floor and they could view a scene within it in Jerusalem where there were many seated around a circular stone arrangement like the Roman amphitheatre style. The followers of Jesus, 144 in total, equally split between men and women were discussing the way forward for this Church that was to be set up, Jesus’ church, the Church of Love.

  The men were criticising the existing set up of equal numbers of men and women. “Women are not meant to be here in this place, they are our supporters, servants, and they must not take centre stage here. They have no rights, it is not the way of the Judaic system and although we are not purists as we adhere to what Jesus taught us, we will not allow the words of the harlot Mary to influence us. She was obviously Jesus’ woman, someone he used to assuage his manly appetites.”

  Those who knew them well, Jesus and Mary, knew that to be a deep untruth and there was much muttering and dissent.

  Bartholomew, ever the great orator, was inciting a lot of the men to his side. They could see the force of his argument, that she had entered in and turned their Masters heart and head against them. So they raged and wrangled and the upshot was that a group led by Peter decided to go to Rome and talk to the authorities about the start of their church and it wouldn’t be one that honoured women in any way. Quite the contrary, they would make sure that women were servants and not acknowledged for their wisdom and healing abilities.

  If they had left it there it would have been bad enough, however, as they stared into this scene in the bubble they could see the crowds getting out of hand, the crowds of men moving in on the women with menace. The screams that began sent shivers down their spines, as they witnessed women being thrown to the ground, clothes torn from them and raped where they lay sometimes repeatedly. No thought given to their age or stature in the community. They were ravaged and discarded, some stabbed in their stomachs and wombs, some stabbed in the back. They were decimated, some escaped to tell the tale, however, not many.

  The scene closed down to their view. Marianna stunned into silence, turned to look at Jesus, who sat with tears streaming down his face as he viewed the last of the scene, cries still echoing away to the last. Through a tearful voice he spoke, telepathy wouldn’t have served, “they savaged, raped and pillaged not only the Divine Feminine, they stole my Church of Love for their own ends. They distorted it all, they taught gurufication. I was a man, in a human incarnation, a man with all the frailty that brings. I was there to learn and grow and live my purpose as every other spirit on earth does in a human body. I was not a saviour for all. Each must take responsibility for their lives and their actions. I was there to unconditionally LOVE.

  They destroyed it, my activated purpose that I was to deliver, the beautiful Way of Love and acceptance and understanding. I am angry.” Jesus’ voice rose, “I am very angry and if you come to me today, tomorrow or yesterday and say forgive them for they know not what they do, I cannot, I cannot.” His tears poured down his face.

  “Mother/Father God only has the power to forgive this travesty. I bear witness to th
eir sin and I know they now ask for forgiveness. However, it is not in my power. Their fate is sealed by the Laws of this Universe. As you sow, so shall ye reap. Their Pope of this time will be the last. They can no longer sustain their treachery, their materialism and greed. Even though they have offered to redistribute their wealth, it is too little and much too late.

  The Universal laws will deal with this, and Mother/Father God will deal with this. I am taking a back seat. I seek forgiveness for my own weakness in this. They have taken the wings from my beloved Mary, she who is/was my soul mate.

  We have moved on thank goodness, we are coming back in a different way. Returning, and resurrecting our Divine Love and Church of Love on a higher vibrational frequency and note, to take humanity to the next octave. I do no more. I rest in my place of Love, here in the hearts of those who have ears to hear. I will always be there, within each and every one, not available or accessible through some conduit priest or pawn.”

  He continued, “They stripped away the Divine Feminine, the respect, the honour for the beautiful ones who carry and grow humanity’s future seeded within them. They negated their wisdom and knowledge of our beautiful cosmic mother earth and now they rape and pillage her also, destroying the ecology as well as the global economy.

  They denigrate women to levels that are beyond comprehension, trading them, trafficking them, using and abusing.” “Yet,” he paused, ”I know it is in Divine Right Order, yet, I struggle to accept it, to understand that my lesson is the hardest one of all, however, it is my lesson, to seek a willingness to forgive. Not all men are like this, many are loving and caring in every way, and we must ask them to step up now and help us to heal the situation and create a balance, equal balance between male and female energy”.

  The anger and grief in the room was palpable.

  When Jesus stopped speaking the highly emotive feelings hung in the air for what seemed like eternity, and then slowly, they began to dissipate. His release had somehow restored his balance and equilibrium. He was calming and seeking nothing from anyone in the room, be it help, advice, sympathy or understanding. It was what it was. He had in an instant realigned to the frequency of his Source and he was forgiven. If there was anything to forgive for.

  Adam and Marianna looked around the group gathered there, each one in their own way recovering from the outburst of feelings. They were at a loss to know what to say or do next.

  Elijah entered through an archway. Tall, handsome, vibrant and smiling, he bowed to them all. He came forward and sat beside the group. Elijah looked around at each individual, connecting with each one at a soul level before projecting his thoughts telepathically.

  “The past is the past”, he said. “We must now go forward and bring in new energy as we continue to heal the hangovers from the past. We must right the wrong of the deletion of the Magdalene and her Divine Feminine Power. We must help our representatives at this time on Earth”, he gestured towards Marianna and Adam. “To first of all find the others who were encoded with the Magdalene Way to help them self- empower, and then find the Magdalene Key itself and bring it out into the public domain. The people cannot ignore it. For a start it makes so much sense, people will quickly see and feel that it is the only way to live and build a new future for themselves and their families.

  We must make sure that it comes in on a very high level and that the right people to help market the Key are available to assist”. He laughs,” listen to my sales pitch, I am really getting quite humanoid in my ways”.

  Everyone nods in agreement. Marianna now knows that she is not alone in this quest, and yet it is a quest in itself to find others who are similarly encoded. She knows that when she asks the Universe to guide her she will be given ways and methods or she will meet the right people to guide her to the people she needs to find. “The game is on”, she thought. Adam was able to read her thoughts, he was now aware that the people who were chasing them were, to say the least, out to kill them to rid the possibility of people finding out what the Truth of their existence is and changing their lives dramatically.

  “Stepping from lack and austerity consciousness into spiritual abundance on every level, the Truth matters”, he thought, so very much. For humanity to survive and move forward, it needed a change of gargantuan stature to take place, and they needed to get this message out now. He would use every part of the media he could, however, it would have to be done in a safe way. How the hell would he do that and protect Marianna? His brows furrowed, pulled together as he retreated within himself to mull over the possibilities.

  Elijah was aware of the deep thought going on within Adam,

  “I will be with you, guiding the way from the other dimensions. We will work closely together. In the meantime go to our vaults with my trusty Emereaux and he will give you sufficient gold to be able to exchange for money and get yourselves kitted out for what is to come. Financial backing is a necessity to play these dark knights at their own game and deliver all that is to be brought forward”. Elijah beckoned Emereaux and signalled his request.

  Adam rose and walked with Emereaux to the nearby lift. Marianna nodded to him as if acknowledging the thought of love that passed between them. He would return suitably equipped to buy the necessities for their quest.

  Chapter 13

  Persona non grata

  Outside the spaceship, two men were bent over another who was bleeding profusely. They lifted him up, each one taking half the burden of a man’s full weight as they dragged him back along the many tunnels they had come up through the mountain.

  Sven was in his 50’s swarthy and strong. He cursed out loud as they bumped their comrade along the rugged path. It didn’t seem quite possible that they had been fought off by a woman and a man of no particular strength in this place. Whatever, or whosoever was in this spaceship had a lot of power. They had used some kind of fancy firearm, although they couldn’t quite see what it was. It certainly put their Kalashnikovs into the shade. In fact, they didn’t register really.

  They were tired and worn out and they knew that the boss would not be happy at them losing control of this situation. Still, when he explained that spaceships were involved, he hoped to get a sympathetic hearing. But would he?

  They found their car. Sven jumped in, Eugene helped his pal onto the back seat and then he got in the passenger seat. Sven slammed the car into gear and they went down the little Pyrenean back roads at a frightening speed, until they reached the link to the motorway. They reached Perpignan, found a hospital where their friend could be fixed up, from a hunting accident of course. The others found a cheap hotel to use as their base, and then they phoned the boss in Paris.

  The boss was not amused. He shouted at their ineptitude. They should never have been allowed to get into the ship - idiots, maladroits. The more he thought about it the angrier he got,

  “Are you expecting me to believe the story about a spaceship?

  “Am I employing total idiots”? The words could be heard clearly around the room. The two guys sat dejectedly, smoking their lungs into a kippered condition with gusto. The boss slammed the phone down. Eugene shrugged, “we will await his call, and he’ll call back when he has calmed down”. “Let’s go to the bar”…..

  Sebastian was pacing up and down in his office. He was surrounded by idiots, or at least that is what he thought at this precise moment in time. He didn’t think he had much chance of apprehending these individuals around the mountain. Were his guys going off their heads talking about a spaceship? He had worked with them a long time and although he firmly believed in other forces, he certainly hadn’t been exposed to any Galactic or alien intervention. Food for thought……..

  He had best keep his feet on the ground and see to re-locating the two ‘do gooders’. He would send Eugene and Sven back to follow them when they came out of the mountain. Then he stopped in his tracks. He smiled, “what am I thinking”? The tracking device on t
he car would tell them exactly where these two were heading. They would get on to them from there. His father needed to know nothing. All was in hand, and they wouldn’t get away a second time.

  Chapter 14

  Pure Gold

  Adam returned to the group announcing that a trolley of gold was being transported to the exit door and all was ready for them to disembark. He enquired of Elijah, “Are there any more facts etc. we should know. For example, where do we go next to find the people we need that will help us locate the M Code”?

  “You will make your way to Cairo where you will meet my emissary. Or at least, he will find you and make himself known to you. He will guide you from there. Bless you both, and know that you are protected by the highest cosmic forces of the LIGHT, Archangel Michael, Most High and his legions of Blue Light”. Elijah bowed with his hands in front of him in prayer position and then left them.

  The rest of the group began to take their leave one by one until they were left just with Emereaux who showed them down to the exit gateway. He pressed a button and the ramp went down. When they disembarked, they kept their heads down and ran, pulling the trolley of gold after them. Adam was in control of the trolley. Although at times it seemed to have a mind of it’s own! They could feel they were now alone. The presence of ill will no longer in the air, they were able to get back down the mountain fairly swiftly, load up the car and start for the airport at Perpignan, where they hoped they could get a flight. Perhaps not direct but at least over the Mediterranean onto Northern Africa.

  How they were going to transport all of this gold weighed heavily on their minds. Adam felt the best thing to do would be to get the gold exchanged as soon as possible and he asked his own guides to direct him to the right place in Perpignan to deal with this. Marianna heartily agreed. There was no way you could get on a plane with a suitcase full of gold!