THESE DREAMS.....

.....THE RING OF FIRE

I saw this ring on a website and was struck with a hard blow of familiarity. as I thought, “Here we go again”. Although there is no such thing as coincidence, and although I could not read the calligraphy, it didn’t matter. I wasn’t acting on what I saw, I was acting on what I felt. I knew yet again this was part of a story… my story that was about to unfold, and although the story was not exactly my own, I knew it was directly related to me in someway. So acting on my unique intuition, I bought it (I’d like to say in that comedic sense “I bought it back”). I knew it would unfold… the story… but I had one question, “what the heck is it doing in Thailand?” What was this Afghan, ethnic Tribal, Islamic like Vintage Carnelian Red-stone intaglio, mid-century style male’s ring, size 14 1/4 doing in Thailand?

I received this ring surprisingly fast with no issues with Customs. It was exquisite, more beautiful than I could have imagined. Psychometry speaking, there was an energy to this ring that felt… Majestic, And I knew historically speaking this ring was associated with my ‘roots’ and specifically to ENLIL In someway.

Now that it was delivered, or I’d like to say ‘gifted’ to me, it would just be a matter of time before the knowledge or information is presented in clarity. For about a week, I was experiencing visions I did not quite understand (after all, these flashes of life were not my own). They felt so far back in time that I could not label…it felt pre-ME, So how can I place a measurement on something I was completely ignorant to? Or maybe....just maybe I wasn’t ‘here’ for that story.

I experienced visions of war and battles but that wasn’t the confusing part, I saw the bearer of this ring periodically, at different points in time, changing sides.... and then the dream came.

I was in a dark stairwell, the time felt ‘old’… very old. It was dimly lit by wall sconces or torch lights. I was in a crowd of people all running down the stairs in a frantic panic. As I hit a landing, the level between the next set of stairs, there was a door that caught my eye directly in front of me, like an exit door. It was wooden. What caught my attention was a male’s face that was emanating OVER the face of the carving on the door. The carving was of a full size figured male in a full length garb, wearing something on his head. As his face projected itself in a three-dimensional effect, I heard a male’s voice telepathically speaking to which I lucidly knew was his. I froze in stillness. His eyes were...magnetic…almost compelling.... a piercing white glow with a beaming effect. His beard was sharply, nicely groomed in a weird, almost triangular pattern but not quite triangular, the chin area was perfectly even, horizontally lined. With my stillness, he repeated himself and said “take the next doorway on the right”. I was instantly trying to process what I was experiencing, it felt very clear that no one else in the rush of the crowd could see or communicate with him. I knew enough to listen.

In the next scene, I was in a beaming white room with the knowing that I was on the other side of the chaos I had just gotten directions out of. I was standing by a man that was not familiar to me. I asked him if he knew of the male sculptured in the wooden door. He looked confused and I clairscentiantly felt his confusion. He was trying to process how I even knew about the door. I began trying to explain how he communicated with me by telling me how to get out. Finally, he nodded and said yes in acknowledgment. I lucidly felt his disbelief or shock because to him, the male and the door was a myth.

I woke up and Clairaudiantly heard “And that is his ring” with a clairvoyant snapshot of the ring that was displayed on my dresser, ‘planted’ in my mind. Like any other dream, I proceeded to journal while his face and all the details were fresh and clear. I started and ended my day and found myself laying back down in bed with the instant knowing that NOW… Is the time to find him. I started playing around with google and typed “The wooden door of Koheli” on the search bar (Because that was one of the names translated… To which by the way, I’ve asked seven people and got five different interpretations of the inscription on my new ring). I narrowed the filter by hitting the ‘pictures’ option. I was instantly shocked to see what I had truly recognized as the male in my dream with his face chiseled on a piece of wood that was clearly a fragmented piece of a door. Additional confirmation was the arrow hanging as a pendent on the right of him, which in that era served as a door knocker. The inscription below his face was translated as “Haldi Plaque, The Door of Haldi”. The translation continued with a dedication to Haldi .... “Known as the door of Haldi, revealing that the Urartian religion had several deities, of which Haldi was supreme. He was one of the triad, a warrior God to whom the kings of Urartu would pray for victories in battle.

I was still a bit confused… Where does the ring fit in, and how could I be sure of what I’m seeing and experiencing? So I asked for more help. I continued my search and came across a photo labeled “The GATE of Khaldi” which was .... as best as I can describe.... a three layered doorway chiseled in a huge mountain like formation. NOW I was really confused. As I thought that, I Clairaudiantly heard “FOR EVERY DOOR, THERE IS A GATE” and with that came the clairvoyant knowing that the door AND the gate are connected. I felt better and kept going. I found that the inscriptions on the Gate of the false door reflected the same information… The same pantheon of Gods… The same triad, although with different names. The pantheon.... THIS Pantheon was headed by the Trinity of Haldi, Teisheba and Shivini. Haldi (“of the sky”, the God of war) as the supreme deity. Teisheba (God of storms and thunder) and Shivini (The Sun GOD)....Does that sound remarkably familiar? To me, it sounds like ENLIL, ENKI and ANU....In ‘my’ story...in THIS story anyway.

I then noticed a relic of Haldi / Khalid surrounded in fire, as if HE was emitting it from his body. It briefly described him as “the source of light and fire simultaneously”. He was wearing an armor of protection, holding a bow and arrow in his hands, leading a battle to which the other Gods were behind him standing on the backs of dogs, lions and dragons, following or being led by him. As I clicked on the photo, it led me to an article describing a bronze piece of a shield found In the temple of Haldi in upper Anzaf, with twelve Urartian Gods and Haldi in the lead circled in fire. I find it very interesting how all roads lead me back to the beginning. All of these deities, with all of these names, are all the same, dependent on the language of the region....BUT...they’re all the same.

I found something else in confirmation of my visions… The final piece of the puzzle.... a very small article, almost fragmented, a fragment of a prayer sited as “Skaldic Poetry” of the Scandinavian Middle Ages, Poetry from Treatises on Poetics. It was translated as… “May the comptroller of the kingdom of heaven (GOD) Support, Raise and preserve, strengthen and confirm the ring destroyer (man)....

...Which was Clairaudiantly translated for me as… “May the comptroller of the kingdom of heaven (GOD) support, raise and preserve, strengthen and confirm “The Ring OF destroyer....The Ring OF Fire (Khaldi). That’s when it all began to make sense… For me anyway. There is far too much detail to even begin to articulate for a blog but this is as best of a synopsis as I could make it.

I had to take the Journey....through the ‘door’.... past the ‘gate’ and into the ‘fire’ to understand... he who is...Khaldi...Haldi...Kaleel…. Kalile…Hanna or whoever. He who is… ENLIL.