(September 21, 2001)
Through the grace of Spirit, the crises of September 11, 2001 found 70 people on the Ms Patriot, an American flagship, sailing the waters around what was pieces of the continent of Lemuria, now called the Hawaiian islands. Lee and I, along with our dear friends and teachers of many years, Barbra Dillenger and Michael Makay, were hosting the second annual Kryon cruise. It was intended to be a “Back to Lemuria” experience.

We started the cruise on Saturday afternoon and by Tuesday, September 11, had already been given two powerful channellings by Kryon, and explored the island of Kauai. On the morning of Tuesday the 11th, I switched on the television in my cabin to find out the activities of the day. In total shock and disbelief, with millions of others, I watched the surreal tragedy as it was being rerun again and again, digging a deep groove of pain into our consciousness.

Lee and I quickly gathered our Lemurian family in the room at the very top of the ship’s forward section, above the bridge. As we joined together, someone in our group reflected that September 11 was “911,” the call for help. We also realized as we were sailing out of the waters of Kauai, that somehow we were placed at the western most part of the United States, about as far away as you could be from the tragedy and still be in the states. This was also an area where we had been able to rekindle the love we felt as we had in Lemuria, as integrated Human Beings.

All of us in the group that day felt the shock and sadness, not only for America but for the world. We had a difficult challenge before us. As I moved into a channelled, guided meditation, we were told that it was appropriate and important to move out of our heads and into our hearts. We were reminded from Spirit of the instructions on how to return to the heart space so we could hold only the intent of Love and Light… only the feeling of Love and Light. It was a challenge under the circumstances, but we began.

We started by moving into our heart space in a conscious, deliberate manner. We then envisioned New York City and the WTC towers intact as before the incident, and filled with gold, shimmering light. We asked Spirit, our teachers, guides, and angels, to support us in amplifying the golden, loving energy. We then moved this Love to Washington DC, the Pentagon, and the crash in Pennsylvania and to all the people who had lost their lives.

If we found ourselves moving into fear, tears, or sorrow, we gently but firmly replaced our intent to Spirit, the one power which is Love. It was difficult at first since we were so emotional, but as the Grace of Love filled us, it became easier. We felt those who had passed on, joining us in the room. It was extremely emotional. We then saw angels in the streets of New York helping people who were making their transitions, and also helping the loved ones and families who were remaining. With the support of the angels, we then placed our intent on all the leaders of the world to join together from a level of unity, with their Higher Selves being in charge of all their decisions.

As our group disbanded so that everyone could also do their private prayers, we were then asked by Spirit to consciously make the effort to return our intentions to the feeling of the Love we had created while together.

On Saturday morning we docked back in Honolulu. As I looked around, I realized that I was in the waters of Pearl Harbor… the event, up until now, of the worst American national attack. How ironic this felt to me. On Sunday, September 16, 2001, we were able to catch a flight home to San Diego. I was reminded by Spirit of the astrological configuration that many of us knew about… that in the skies above the middle east (above Giza), a Star of David would be formed, astrologically. The intuitive information that many of us had been given was that after this portal had been opened, nothing would be the same. Humanity was done being complacent with the old ways. how right that was!

Those of us on this Kryon cruise thought that much of our sojourn would be pleasure as well as processing. We didn’t expect to be put together at such a momentous time on the planet, but it was so perfect. The magic of Lemuria was present. I, for one, was so thankful I had been part of this beautiful group of Human Lemurian angels as we all did the work of Spirit in those peaceful islands we called home.
May peace prevail.

Namaste, Aloha, and Om Shanti
Jan Tober