Prologue:  The Story of Project Earth

 

 

I am not, by trade, a teller of tales.  Yet I have become so in order that I may share with you some of the most astonishing and extraordinary events that have been unfolding recently-at a time unlike any there has ever been before on this Earth.

 

The following little story seems to me a right way to begin.

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Let’s say Heaven is comprised of many beautiful Golden Cities.  And let’s say that, once upon a time, in one of these Cities, many of the inhabitants there were preparing for a lifetime trip to Earth.  They arranged to be born in places all over the world.  Some, of course, would occupy the same cities on Earth.  But they had a special purpose for coming to Earth at this time.  Project-Earth was in trouble.  The people there needed to be awakened so they could stop their cruel and ignorant destruction of the planet humans called home.

 

Now, these folk from this particular Golden City had hearts of gold as well.  Some of them had forgotten this when they were born, although they did eventually come to realize their true nature.  (But we’ll save that part of the story for later.)

 

Here’s where the whole situation became a bit tricky, however.  You see, by being born, these Golden City folk lost their memories as well.  How could they awaken the others if they were still unconscious themselves?  They would have to devise some kind of a plan whereby, as a group, they would be able to remember, or be awakened rather quickly, so that they might spread counsel to the rest of humanity when the time came for The Great Remembering to occur.

 

It was decided that one of them would have to stand apart from all the rest so as to serve as a beacon, a signal sender, when the appointed moment for their awakening from the Earth-dream was upon them.  And it would be one who was almost ready to advance to the next heavenly level, but needed to live just one or two more lives completely dedicated to humanity and Project-Earth.  A big job.  A lonely job.  But one that the Creator beholds in great regard.

 

So life plans were determined, and the one chosen to lead them was to be born a male, and they would come to call him John.

 

But there were still other matters that needed to be worked out.  How would John come to be known by the rest of his Golden City family once they were all on Earth-how would he stand apart from them, yet still bring them to him?  And then, how were they all to be reminded of their true mission-to help guide humanity into the new millennium of joy, stability, and peace amidst the turmoil of imbalance and fear?

 

These Golden City inhabitants worked extremely hard to come up with something that would be powerful, provide a great healing service to mankind, and most of all-be fun!  Because these folks loved to have fun in their heavenly habitat-they would sing and dance and laugh in an endless blaze of color and glory to God.  And wouldn’t you know it, that’s exactly what they decided to do-sing!  They wrote songs, hundreds of songs, with the help of God and the angels, and many other of their spirit friends.  They wrote about the Earth and about love, and they wrote about sunshine and rain, and about joy and about pain.  And they practiced the songs.  Then they turned these songs over to the angels for safekeeping.  When they got to Earth, the angels would then release the songs to John, one by one, when the time was right.  John would then, in turn, sing the songs to them, the songs they’d practiced in Heaven first, and that would trigger a memory in their souls.  It all sounded so perfect.  John, especially, was very excited and eager to begin.

 

Now, it’s a bit more complicated than this, but for simplicity’s sake, let’s just say that every soul in Heaven has a twin.  John’s twin came up to him before he left for Earth to voice some concerns.  (In Heaven there is no gender, but “he” and “she” are used in reference to the chosen genders for their upcoming lives.)  “I’m worried that I won’t recognize you,” his twin told him.  “We have such different life plans this time.”

 

“Well, remember,” John replied, “you’re not supposed to recognize me at first. I will have to be disguised for awhile.  But don’t worry,” he assured her.  “I’ll find a way to let you know-to let all of you know.  Remember, the first time you hear my voice on Earth, I’ll be singing about our heavenly home.  That will help to remind you, plus all the other songs with the mention of Heaven in them.  They will allow your memory to take you home.”

 

“I’ll be waiting to hear your voice, John!”

 

“And I’ll even throw in one more sign for good measure,” he added with a grin.  “The first time you see me (it may be the only time), a precious baby will be born that night.”

 

“Wow, John, how will you manage that?”

 

“It’s all in the plan!”  John laughed that hearty laugh that she so loved to hear.

 

“Well, I know there is a Great Plan, but I didn’t realize you had all the minor details already worked out!”

 

“Not all, but many.  Minor details, Darlin’, are just the little pieces that make up the puzzle!  And we get to solve them on Earth, in order to understand the bigger picture.  If our efforts pay off, then Earth will be healed.”

 

With that, he took off, and his twin was left to answer her next question for herself:  What would happen if their efforts didn’t pay off? What would happen to Earth then?

 

His twin saw him one more time before his departure for Earth.  (She would not follow for several more years.  Her spirit would walk by his side, however, as he grew up.)

 

She said to him, “John, it’s so hard to believe I’ll actually be able to remember all this while still on Earth.  We never remember our heavenly home while we’re living!”

 

“Yeah, but the Plan is to remember this time.  There will be signs along the way (both subtle and unmistakable) to help unblock your memories.  At first they will seem like simple coincidences.  But as the synchronicity increases, and you find other people who are having similar experiences, it will become apparent that something wondrous is indeed taking place.  You’ll eventually realize how everything has a higher purpose, and you’ll want to wake up to it!  And when I come back home again, I can participate more directly in helping you to wake up completely.”

 

“Please explain to me again how we will all find each other if we’re spread out all over the Earth?”

 

John grinned.  “There will be a wonderful technology developed to assist you.  It’s actually being worked on right now in preparation. But it will take many years before it’s available to everyone.  It will be even greater than the telephone in its capacity to connect people around the globe.  You will be amazed!”

 

“Mmm…It will be hard for us when you leave Earth to return home.  If we’re to recognize you on Earth, and love you, and sing with you, then we’ll miss you terribly when you go!”

 

“You’ll have to be strong and carry on,” he replied comfortingly.  “But the music will keep you going.  And I’ll be right there beside you-beside all of you-every step of the way.  Don’t worry, we’ll pull this off without a hitch, you’ll see!” 

 

He turned to leave, but suddenly thought of something else and turned around again.  “Kiss me, and smile for me, and tell me that you’ll wait for me,” he said, then winked and added, “Do you have it now?”

 

That was the last she saw of him before he embarked on his journey to Planet Earth.  The year was 1943.

 

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The above story seemed to just filter onto the pages with relatively no effort on my part.  I started it one night, and John woke me up at 5:30 the next morning to finish it on the computer.  Although it is in essence allegory, the underlying theme was inspired by the cases of Dr. Michael Newton as chronicled in his book Journey of Souls, and the term “Project-Earth” was introduced to me by Aiyana Voell (see her Project Earth story below).  And there certainly are amazing things happening.  It does seem as though there is some kind of energy that’s pulling certain people together, centered around John Denver.  There really is a world family of John Denver’s.  And since his death, it all seems to be accelerating.  And it is becoming apparent that there is a higher purpose to all these events.  Perhaps the story about Project-Earth might seem like fiction.  But what you will read on the rest of these pages is all true.

 

 

copyright 1998 by Shanti Stein

 

 

UPDATE: August 2015

 

• The new frequencies that are bombarding the planet now can have very adverse affects on strife those who are still unawakened. It is extremely uncomfortable for them, and they can begin to take on the symptoms of mental illness, and strong negative emotions. For this reason we need to continually reassure ourselves and keep our own vibration as high as possible. It is best to refrain from taking what happens or what spews out of their mouths so personally. Even though it may be directed at you, it is really more about them, and the extreme spiritual pain they are enduring. As we find ourselves being more peaceful and loving with each increase of light, we can use our new found abilities to offer help, love and assistance to those who are stumbling around looking for answers. This is a truly remarkable time to be alive and you came here at this time to represent your own tribe and witness the incredible transformation. You have all the tools you need. You have done the preparatory work, and your time is near. This new Earth will nurture the real you, your thoughts, your ideas, your outlook and your personality more than you ever thought possible. You are not the only one desperately waiting for the world to change. And change is here.