Emalickel: The Celestials Are Real

by A. M. True

  Emalickel: You are going to doubt Lapoi—this is inevitable. I assure you it will not be hard for you to endure, as you will know no differently when you arrive to Earth. This event will be most hard for me as I will be able to remember everything without doubt. I will look down on you while you live your life, enduring your absence for a very long time. Since time on Earth passes much slower in relation to Lapoi, centuries will come to pass on Lapoi before even decades have passed on Earth.

  Completely distressed, my face collapsed into my hands and I began crying out of control. Emalickel knew I felt hopeless. Looking down at his hands folded in his lap he spoke again.

  Emalickel: You may feel deep within your heart a sense of belonging to something not of your Earth. Your mind will dominate in convincing you that Lapoi is from a dream or from your own imagination. Let your spirit be strong and free. Believe in what you feel, for there is more truth within your spirit than within your mind. This is the only way you will continue awakening during your days on Earth. Upon full-awakening, you will see me again.

  Me: Will I be with you still? What if you find someone else?

  Emalickel looked me straight in the eye.

  Emalickel: Our togetherness is a guarantee. When your spirit is released from your mind in mortal expiration, it will return to Lapoi. Having united with me, our energies have blended. We are a part of each other, and we will remain to be for eternity. I have shared with you, my celestial energy—even during your days on Earth, you will carry my energy within you. During your absence from Lapoi, your throne remains empty, as well as our chambers. Thorenel and I remain alone until your return—on this matter, I give you my word.

  Artist: M83

  Song: Starwaves

  There was a long silence. Emalickel returned his stare downward. He appeared to be in deep and painful thought. I could see he was nibbling at the inside of his mouth. I looked around the palace. The white-robed assistants were conversing midway down the aisle, and a few warriors were guarding the major doorways of the palace. The lions were both lying down, seemingly asleep, next to each throne chair.

  Me: Where’s Thorenel?

  Without pulling himself from his downward gaze, Emalickel shrugged his shoulders, and responded with low enthusiasm.

  Emalickel: Call to him.

  Me: When must I leave?

  Emalickel slowly turned his head to look at me. He paused a blank gaze on me for several seconds, then suddenly looked deeply depressed. He pointed his right palm outward in front of me. A portal appeared.

  Emalickel: It was instructed that I create the portal upon your asking this question.

  Me: If Earth-time passes so much slower relative to Lapoi, then why do I have to go now? Why can’t I stay longer? No one on Earth will even notice I am gone.

  Emalickel’s eyes grew wide as if in shock of what I had just asked. His reply was slow and with authority.

  Emalickel: Because our Father has willed it, Adrienne. Do not stall by questioning His intentions. He has already spoken. It will be done.

  Then he stood up from his throne.

  A live image of the entire planet Earth appeared within the portal Emalickel had conjured. He slowly zoomed-in on the image with his hand until it showed the view of the lake where Emalickel and I had first met. There, the sun was still beginning to rise—just as it was before I left.

  Emalickel looked at me. He tried to appear strong and emotionless, but I caught him gulp in attempt to swallow down his feelings of sadness. He tucked in his lips and, looking away from me, lifted his chin.

  Emalickel: It is time. You must go.

  He pointed into the portal. Slowly, I stepped towards him until I stood directly in front of him. He maintained his gaze, refraining from looking at me. I reached my hands up to touch his face. He clasped his hands around my wrists and brought my hands down. Still he did not look at me.

  Emalickel: No, don’t. It would only make this harder.

  It felt like my gut began to sink in. I was hurt by his reactions. Tears began to fall down my face. My body felt heavy. I didn’t want to go.

  Me: I can’t... I can’t. I can’t go. I can’t do this!

  Crossing his arms at his chest, Emalickel replied.

  Emalickel: Your fears are distorted, Adrienne. None of your concerns will hold any burden. When you arrive back to Earth, you will not feel attached to any of this. Therefore, your depression will cease as soon as you arrive back there.

  I was trying to understand what he meant. He’s saying there’s no need for me to drag this out because, since my memory of Lapoi will be unrealistic when I get back to Earth, I will not be sad about it.

  I placed my hands over my eyes before turning to step into the portal. I didn’t want to watch Lapoi disappear. Then, I changed my mind and uncovered my eyes. I decided I actually did want to watch—that way, maybe there would be a chance I would remember something.

  Artist: Anne Lennox

  Song: Into the West

  Suddenly, I heard Emalickel’s voice again.

  Emalickel: I apologize for my off standish behavior. I am not accustomed to feeling these emotions. Since we have physically become one, not only are you beginning to feel the power of divine magic as would a celestial, but I am beginning to feel the power of emotions as would a mortal. Truth is I do not want you to return to Earth. But since it is inevitable, it must be done. Taking longer to say goodbye only deepens our sorrow. Please, you must go. I do not want to start feeling temptation of rebellion against God. I will see you again, certainly before you know it, upon your awakening.

  He stood his ground, arms still crossed, without flinching a muscle. Looking up at him through the blur of my tears, I could tell I needed to move along. Loyal to God, Emalickel was trying to be strong. My lingering presence was only testing his might. I did not want to be responsible for tempting the disobedience of such a noble and loyal Celestial Prince.

  In effect, I decided not to call to Thorenel as that would make it even harder for me to leave Lapoi. It would also prolong the time Emalickel would have to endure the emotional pain. So, hesitantly, I eased my left foot into the portal. I was so scared and so depressed. I could not bring myself to say anything—not even goodbye. I did not know what to say, but I knew I didn’t have to say anything at all because Emalickel felt everything I was feeling.

  Slowly, stepping into the portal I turned around to ask Emalickel one last question.

  Me: What am I supposed to do after I get there?

  Emalickel smiled and replied.

  Emalickel: Be aware of the illusions of mortal reality but remember to absorb the experiences for your own expansion and evolution. Continue to awaken yourself. Continue raising your vibration by following your passions. All will fall into place as it is supposed to be. We will be right there with you and will not let you fall astray. Lapoi’s best guards will be ever present with you. They will remind you of their presence with reoccurring synchronicities. Do not be afraid to speak aloud to them. You will return here. Know that we are watching, listening, guiding, and guarding you in every moment. We will be with you and all of mankind for the entire journey. If you pay attention closely, you will find us—you will find me there.

  The portal began to fade. Just before the portal turned into a shining orb, I caught a glimpse of Thorenel rushing to Emalickel’s throne. Even though I had decided not to call to him, he must have sensed my emotional despair. The portal orb grew in brightness and was about to disappear in light, when I heard Thorenel’s thoughts echo.

  Thorenel: Worry not, Adrienne. Be strong and know all Lapoi will be watching over you, anxiously awaiting your return. The return of our beloved Princess.

  There was a massive explosion of light-energy. I could not see a thing. This explosion was followed by complete darkness and all became silent once again.

  Artist: Epic Soul Factory (Cesc Vilà & Fran Soto)

  Song: Riding the Light

  The vision of Earth faded in. T
he sun was beginning to rise above the horizon at the lake. I started to travel back home. I remembered everything from Lapoi—it was very vivid—but I started to wonder if I had envisioned it all in my imagination. The authenticity of the whole experience seemed to fade, as I questioned myself whether Lapoi was a creation of my own mind.

  On my way back to the bedroom of my country home, I noticed one of my cats giving himself a bath in the hallway, while the other cat was sitting in the windowsill watching the sun rise. I lay down on the bed and everything went dark again. It was as if I had fallen asleep.

  After what seemed like an instant, I woke back up. Sitting up in the bed, I looked around the room. By this time, there were parts of my memories from Lapoi that were foggy, although I still remembered the whole experience. I thought to myself, what a crazy, vivid, wonderful, beautiful dream!

  Then, I noticed something—something very intriguing. My cats were in the exact same place, doing the exact same thing as they were in my dream! One was giving himself a bath in the hallway, while the other was sitting on the windowsill watching the sun rise.

  WAS that a dream?! And so, began my doubts—a perpetual inner conflict whether Lapoi was a dream or a valid experience taking place on another plane of existence. This relentless, inner conflict would always exist within me.

  My regular life on Earth continued as I stepped out of bed to get ready for work. As I washed my face at the sink, I felt a presence with me. I was unsure if it was real, but it felt warm and light. I looked up and scanned the reflection of the bathroom in the mirror. I smiled with comfort as a thought came to me. A name came to my thoughts, and a feeling of happiness sparked within me. I whispered the name out loud.

  Me: Emalickel.

  A brighter smile grew on my face as I thought about it a bit longer.

  Me: His name is Emalickel.

  It all started to come to me like flood gates of memories. I was not sure if what I had dreamed the night before was real, but saying that name, Emalickel, caused an intense passion to surface within me. After that, I started remembering everything about Lapoi in such detail. I began recalling more names, places, and events. I could describe everything down to the most intricate detail. I decided then that I was going to begin writing it all down. The dream, or whatever it was, would end up an entire novel by the time I was finished recording everything.

  I continued getting ready for work that day, but for the first time in a long time, or perhaps for the first time ever, I had a blissful feeling. I felt at ease as if something wonderful had happened and that there was so much more to come. There was a strong, loving presence which seemed to surround me from that day going forward. It shifted from time to time, sometimes it felt like the energy of Thorenel, while other times it felt like the energy of Emalickel. Not being able to see them or interact with them in any way, I figured they watched from the astral plane on occasions. Sometimes, I felt no presence at all, but I remembered Emalickel telling me there would be Guards of Lapoi who would watch over me always. I trusted him, be him real or imaginary. Until the day when all becomes revealed, I decided to put the conflict of reality behind me. I decided it was time to appreciate and enjoy the fantasy of my encounter in a magical place of the celestial plane, called Lapoi.

  9

  The Second Encounter

  Artist: Audiomachine

  Song: Homecoming

  On Saturday, September 20, 2017 I was driving to the mountains for my annual hike, when I experienced a vision with a message.

  I looked up into the morning sky. I saw one star shining brightly as the sun rose. It was all alone, with no other stars around it. The sky was too bright, with the sun rising, to see any stars—only planets. There were a few wispy clouds which glowed with soft shades of coral, orange, pink, and lavender. As I looked at the lonely bright star, which I think was the planet Saturn, I began to wonder what else was out there in the vastness of the universe. I found myself daydreaming once again about Lapoi.

  My mind filled with wonder, and my heart became filled with desire. Why had the vision of Lapoi and the celestials in my so-called imagination been so persistent? Why had the passion for it not faded? It had started over five years ago, yet I was still fixated on it. I had never been drawn to something so deeply, so passionately, in all my life. Usually, after a year, passions that come soon fade. Not with Lapoi, not with Emalickel. In fact, my desire only grew more intense with time.

  My heart began to yearn, to ache almost, as I thought about my previous experience in Lapoi, the palace, Emalickel, Thorenel and the others. The need for a sign of truth was vital. I was questioning everything. Was it real? Did I lose my mind during that visit? Was it just my imagination? Was I just trying to create something to make myself feel worthy? My loss in trust, faith, and hope was beginning to bring me to tears.

  That’s when it happened.

  A holographic movie started to play before my eyes as I drove along. I was completely aware of the road and of my driving, but all seemed to freeze and then blur. My mind’s eye was playing an additional image in front of everything else. It was an image of an ocean, I felt no emotion. I was simply observing. This was a good thing, because the emotion I had felt only moments before, was a negative yearning, like emptiness, doubt, and sadness. Now, I felt void of the negative emotion.

  A familiar and comforting male voice echoed in my mind. It was the voice of Emalickel.

  Emalickel: Your vibration—it has changed. You show more doubt that before.

  Immediately, my attention fixated on this voice. Emotions began to surge within me again. My heart raced with excitement and anticipation. I felt myself perspiring. I began asking questions out loud.

  Me: Is this happening? This is too good to be true. Is it real?

  Wasting no time, Emalickel’s voice answered.

  Emalickel: Is it too good to be true, Adrienne? Is it? I feel the time has come, so I will show you more.

  Artist: Audiomachine

  Song: The Fire Within

  Then, in the inner vision, I found myself flying fast over a vast ocean about three feet above the surface of the water. A dim sun reflected in the waters as I watched the ripples gleaming under me. I passed a group of white gulls floating on the ocean’s water. I looked forward and, in the distance, I saw a beach with a sandy embankment. As I flew closer I noticed a stone pathway leading up the bank to flat grasslands above. There were monstrous snow-capped mountains many miles in the distance of the grasslands. It felt like home. I knew I was drifting into Lapoi again, but from a different perspective and via a different method this time. I heard Emalickel’s voice as I continued forward toward the beach.

  Emalickel: Your doubt is the enemy. It is what imprisons you. It is what confines you within the mortal walls of perception. You must learn how to let go, trust, believe, and know Lapoi is in existence. Regardless of whether Lapoi exists because you imagined it, or if you imagined it because it exists, the fact stands—it exists. It is real.

  My flight was headed straight towards the stone path. I had no control over where I was flying, but this is where I wanted to go anyway. As I flew over the beach, my body landed on two feet, and I was in control again. I approached the embankment. It was about a foot taller than my line of vision, so I couldn’t see the grasslands above.

  Looking down at my feet as I shuffled in the sand, I noticed they were bare, and I wore a long white dress as with my previous visit to Lapoi. The sand felt soft and warm, like walking in flour or powder. Having felt this, my senses began to kick back in. The air felt crisp, refreshing, and renewing. The temperature felt like 70 degrees Fahrenheit with a gentle constant warm breeze. I smiled and opened my arms wide to absorb everything.

  As I began walking up the path in the embankment, a sense of excitement began to stir within my gut. I could sense another presence around me. I approached the top of the embankment and could see the grasslands. As I looked out, I saw, perched about 100 yards in front of me, center of the
valley, was a place like home. That familiar place I felt like I’ve known since the dawn of my creation—the Palace of Lapoi. It absolutely was majestic. It was heavenly. It was lit up completely from the base to the rooftops. It stood out in the valley like a candle in a dark room.

  Artist: Audiomachine

  Song: Across the Horizon

  The voice of Emalickel echoed again in my head.

  Emalickel: Just because you are viewing something remotely, instead of in your physical plane, does not grant reason to question its existence. You only believe what you see in your present state of physical reality, but you must learn that there are other planes of existence which vibrate at different pitches. Upon matching your pitch to that of the desired plane, you will experience your physical reality within that plane to be just as real. You must believe you are already within the manifestation, carrying yourself in the manner, feeling the same emotions, and perceiving reality in a translated way of what you wish to see.