"According to some interpretations of the
Mayan calendar, the world is scheduled to end one day in the next week.
Predictions vary: it could mean that all mankind will undergo a
spiritual transformation, or that the Earth will collide with a black
hole or the planet Nibiru — in which case, there’s no need to finish all
that Christmas shopping. Or maybe it’s just the close of another year."
In the Trilogy we read this about 12/21/12:
Andrew heaved himself from his seat and ran to Mara and Nilaihah. “Do you remember the night we met in Massachusetts?”
Andrew detected a mild annoyance in Mara, probably for his interrupting their girl talk. But only for a second. Her eyes went up and to the left, then straight at him. “I do remember. It was a strange night, as I recall. Also very cold, and I hate the cold.”
“Do you remember the date?”
“No, not really. It was in December, I think.”
“Right, December.” He held both hands up, palms open. “Mara, it was December twenty first!”
“Okay, the twenty first. What’s the big deal? I mean, I know that’s the Solstice, but why do you seem so excited about that?”
“The year, do you remember the year?”
“Well,” She paused to calculate. “Hang on, with all that’s happened so fast it’s kind of a seamless blur.” She looked down, forehead creased, cradling her chin between her thumb and forefinger. “Oh,” she said, suddenly aware, “it was 2012. December 21, 2012.”
“Exactly.” Andrew said with an excited clap of his hands. He thrust a forefinger in the air. “The date the world was supposed to change, transform, end, collapse. The end of the Mayan calendar, Nostradamus, the Hopi prophecies, alien invasions; all supposed to happen on 12-21-2012. That’s the day we met, Mara. I remember some stories the next day in the press about how the whole 2012 thing was a big hoax. But there were also some stories about people who felt some big shift in vibration—that something was set in motion that would change things forever.”
Nilaihah’s head moved in a slow wag, and then, her head stopped its motion and she pointed at Andrew. “Andrew, for someone so smart, I sometimes wonder. You were the big happening on that day, you and Mara. Your meeting, your reconnection, was the event in prophecy. I thought you already understood that.”
Both Andrew and Mara looked at Nilaihah and then at each other, their faces pale.
The world does not end, but if we take the time to look around and SEE, it is clear that transformation is in the wind. Read the Trilogy and see what comes next.
Andrew heaved himself from his seat and ran to Mara and Nilaihah. “Do you remember the night we met in Massachusetts?”
Andrew detected a mild annoyance in Mara, probably for his interrupting their girl talk. But only for a second. Her eyes went up and to the left, then straight at him. “I do remember. It was a strange night, as I recall. Also very cold, and I hate the cold.”
“Do you remember the date?”
“No, not really. It was in December, I think.”
“Right, December.” He held both hands up, palms open. “Mara, it was December twenty first!”
“Okay, the twenty first. What’s the big deal? I mean, I know that’s the Solstice, but why do you seem so excited about that?”
“The year, do you remember the year?”
“Well,” She paused to calculate. “Hang on, with all that’s happened so fast it’s kind of a seamless blur.” She looked down, forehead creased, cradling her chin between her thumb and forefinger. “Oh,” she said, suddenly aware, “it was 2012. December 21, 2012.”
“Exactly.” Andrew said with an excited clap of his hands. He thrust a forefinger in the air. “The date the world was supposed to change, transform, end, collapse. The end of the Mayan calendar, Nostradamus, the Hopi prophecies, alien invasions; all supposed to happen on 12-21-2012. That’s the day we met, Mara. I remember some stories the next day in the press about how the whole 2012 thing was a big hoax. But there were also some stories about people who felt some big shift in vibration—that something was set in motion that would change things forever.”
Nilaihah’s head moved in a slow wag, and then, her head stopped its motion and she pointed at Andrew. “Andrew, for someone so smart, I sometimes wonder. You were the big happening on that day, you and Mara. Your meeting, your reconnection, was the event in prophecy. I thought you already understood that.”
Both Andrew and Mara looked at Nilaihah and then at each other, their faces pale.
The world does not end, but if we take the time to look around and SEE, it is clear that transformation is in the wind. Read the Trilogy and see what comes next.
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