In the early morning hours of October 27, 2000, I found myself awake, tossing and turning in a Tel-Aviv hotel bed. This was unusual because I've always been able to rest well before a Kryon Seminar. A peaceful night's sleep has been one of the many gifts from Kryon and the entourage. However, this morning was very different.

It all started about 11 days prior to our arrival in Israel. Something very powerful and transformational came into my life. Many of our friends and close associates were feeling uneasy about the trip to the Middle East. After all, the political unrest was at an all-time high and there were daily conflicts in the country. But for me, a complete shift in my attitude toward this seminar happened the Saturday before we were about to depart.

I was at home having supper when I became overwhelmed with emotion, as I contemplated the impact that a Kryon visit and a congregation of spiritual people could have on this country. Every cell in my body started vibrating and singing, "Jerusalem, Jerusalem."

The morning we were to leave San Diego for our short flight to Los Angeles, and then on to London, we encountered a series of events that seemed to challenge this enlightening journey to Israel. Upon arriving at the San Diego airport we found that the major air traffic control facility at Palmdale, California, was down. This terminal directs all aircraft west of the Mississippi and th problem basically paralyzed all air travel going out of anywhere. No San Diego flights were leaving!

Some people would have seen this incident as an omen not to make the trip, but Lee and I saw it just as a challenge and easily sidestepped the obstacle. We both KNEW without a shadow of a doubt that we were to be in Israel!

With our confidence firmly in place, we proceeded to drive to Los Angeles International Airport, approximately two hours from San Diego. By the time we arrived, the air traffic problem had eased at bit, and our flight departed on time from Los Angeles to London, finally relaxing on our way, comfortable and secure in our decision to proceed with the journey.

Upon arriving in Israel, we went through immigration and customs. After the customs agent asked us the normal questions regarding our visit, he then commented, "You know, tourists are not entirely safe here at the moment." Lee and I both smiled and told him we understood. We then proceeded to our hotel. Luckily we both have a good sense of humor and didn't take his comments seriously.

So, there I was in this Tel-Aviv hotel room where I struggled to get out of bed and start the day. But I knew there was something more for me to hear from Spirit, that's why I was having such difficulties. As I verbalized my request to be shown the whole picture, I was astounded when I found myself launched into a brilliant golden vision. "Where am I? Is this the tomb of King Tut?" "No," I heard. I was observing every detail, when I suddenly became aware of the light behind my eyes becoming brighter than the morning light of the room.

I'm not sure how long the vision lasted, but as I came out of it I was filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for BEING THERE in Israel! This awareness had such an impact on me that I quickly got out of bed, dressed, did my morning ceremony and eagerly stepped into the day. I knew what I had been shown would coalesce perfectly by the time I was to arrive at the fine art's theater in Tele-Aviv, where the Kryon seminar was being presented.

On my way to the theater we encountered our first bomb scare and traffic was being re-routed around a shopping district. We easily circumvented the area and arrived on time. Escorted to my dressing room backstage, I quietly sat down, took a few deep breaths and recalled the vision I had early in the morning. My heart was SO full of love and thankfulness, as I called upon Spirit and Kryon, for Israel and the thousand-plus people who braved the conditions to be there.

As Lee and I walked on stage the words, "You're ALL here to help rebuild the temple," flooded my heart. My eyes welled-up with tears. "Thank you, Spirit for this day and for these beautiful people," I heard my heart say. I began the meditation that preceded the Kryon channelling. It was a divine process from the Kogi Indians, which I had been initiated into by Drunvalo Melchizedek*. We continued to gently move the eager audience through the procedure. I was asked to incorporate the rich colors and geometric shapes as an adjunct to the original process.

When we completed the process, you could FEEL our essence radiating from our hearts. Spirit then asked that the etheric golden city of Jerusalem, that resided above the physical old city, be allowed to anchor into the physical old city intact, including the beloved temple. I then knew that this etheric city was where I had been earlier that morning in my vision. When this part of the mediation was complete, an exquisite choir of angelic voices filled the auditorium as we all chanted and toned.

When we finished, I sat down beside Lee as he began to channel Kryon. I heard the loving words of Kryon and felt those words embrace each dear soul. I listened with my heart as Kryon spoke about re-building the temple. This is the Temple of Prophecy "the Temple of King Solomon " the temple built around this profound energy center called "The Temple Mount" in the middle of the "Old City."

As Kryon's words filled the huge hall, I could see the exquisite golden temple again on the holy site, awaiting the return of the Messiah. This time, the temple KNEW the Messiah had returned in EVERY ONE OF OUR HEARTS, now and forever - and so it is - a divine end to a divine day.

Footnote From Jan Tober

Israel - I've never been to a place where I felt as though I had found so many "old friends." This country and its people have become a piece of the fabric of my essence - all parts of the tapestry that is my life.

As we toured the country, the Dead Sea, the energy of the ancient Essenes, the caves where the Dead Sea Scrolls were discovered, all beckoned and said, "welcome home." The remaining Western Wall of the old temple (often called, the Wailing Wall) spoke to me and made space to rest my forehead and hands upon its weathered worn face. As I felt its vibration and "heard" stories of the ages, I felt like I was a baby was being rocked in a cradle. The Arab quarter of the "old city," called to me. State department travel advisories had indicated that we should not go there due to the unrest. I found myself turning the "wrong corner," when actually it was the correct corner that led me down familiar stone streets full of "old friends."

There was indeed a cocoon of Light and Love that surrounded us as we walked though Israel - our sojourn of peace, joy, and amazement. I know because I became Changed by the experience.

We were able to give a smaller workshop about the Indigo Children later that same week. This time it was presented in a small, beautiful, reformed synagogue in Jerusalem. The same loving faces and "old friends" met us again.

I wish to express my thankfulness and love to all of you who prayed unceasingly for our safe journey. I also thank all of those who continue to pray for the profound land of Israel. She is our barometer. She is our heartbeat. She is our gift!

Shalom, Namaste

Jan Tober

- A full heart of love and thanks to you my Israeli sister and brothers, Yonina Jacobs, llan Wainer and our incredible guide Samuel (Muli).

*Drunvalo Melchizedek <http://www.drunvalo.net>