The Women Warriors

[Tony G]

As just a brief introduction, I have had the pleasure of joining with the members of the Women Warriors in chat several times now, and each time has been incredible in it's own unique way.

Prior to this past Sunday's chat, February 26th, 2006, I kept getting a vision while in meditation, that was both profound and strong. I had meant to mention it that night, but the energy was so incredible, that we were elevated to higher tasks of love for the evening, and the vision faded to the background.

A shared email this morning triggered the remembrance of the vision, and as I typed it, the vision expanded with every key stroke. I was filled with such energy as I wrote and felt moved to tears at several points, shivering from the emotional current.

And so I would like to share with everyone the vision that I had of The Sacred Temple of the Women Warriors. May love guide your way through the halls of our Temple, a seat awaits each of you.

Tony G.


The Sacred Temple of the Women Warriors has an incredible beauty to it. White marble with gold veins running through it line the halls and floors.

Upon the walls are paintings of astonishing wonder, capturing the soulful essence of the multitude of our earthly guardians in their natural habitats. Wild horses, manes flying, romp across rolling hills of dew tipped grass. Dolphins and whales, frolicking with and nurturing their young, dance in an underwater ballet. Wild geese, their formation an arrow pointing the way to towards a free and safe sky, soar upon the thermal delights of pure, sweet love.

A large, comfortable sea green carpeted strolling area circles around the outside of the inner sanctum, with evenly spaced cobalt blue orgone blanket padded benches for rest and reflection.

Just within this cirlce is yet another cirlce, but this is a circle of water, a living stream of Holy Zam Zam charged water, flowing clockwise through the natural rock stream bed, built within the floor of the Temple.

Small breath-taking teak bridges with inlaided mother of pearl scroll work span the stream of light at three intervals, at twelve o'clock, five and seven. If you peer closely, you can see small, round balls of orgone, tumbling wildly through the stream at any point. Their constant motion and collisions with each other create a ripple effect, and energy sprays forth magnified in magnificent variations of vibration.

Once across one of the Bridges of Light, you find a very large, spacious area. It's almost a little hazy trying to see over to the other side, but very clearly is a large circular area as well. The Heart of the Temple.

Pedestals, four feet in height, seamlessly sprout from the marble floor, spaced evenly throughout the inner sanctum, circling the central Table of Truth. On each pedestal you find dazzling sculptures, of Prophets, Saints, and an incredible array of large gems and jewels.

Fragrant scents of rose, sandalwood and the gentle waft of a near-by
sea grace the heavenly atmosphere.

A gentle hum pervades everything, perhaps the echo of the ever tumbling dolphin balls in the stream.

In the center of the floor stands the Table of Truth.

It is a round table that shines with an inner light through the smooth, warm mahogany finish. The Table of Truth has a thick pedestal made entirely of orgone, and a cool blue energy glows around it.

Eight chairs, each with a tall padded back, surround the table. (Don't worry, if we have more than eight present, we tip that 8 on it's side and have enough room for everyone!)

In it’s center, upon the top, is seated an enormous Amethyst crystal
point, with subtle swirls of gold mixed within it’s depths.

The Amethyst gives the appearance that is has grown straight through the center of the table, with it’s base firmly entrenched in the orgone pedestal. Sparks of lavender and gold light, dance upon it’s surface.

Approaching the Table directly, head bowed in reverance, prayer on lips, and hands on heart, we find others, who have also followed their own path to join in Truth. As we sit at the Table, we join hands, and feel the warm glow of connection and Unity.

We center our minds and our hearts, and we join together etherically with all other beings both pure in heart and intention, be they human, animal, cetacean or other form, and ask, together for God's protection, wisdom, peace and power, to focus love and heal our planet and awaken those still unaware.

We join together in Unity, and we Dance. Shoulder to shoulder, not mattering who we touch, we touch. Swaying to the same music, a tune both heard and felt, resonating in each of our hearts. Our hearts beat together, an endless tide of love and Spirit.

All are welcome, the hall expands, more join, remembering their Truth, claiming their Divinity, and right to create the peace and joy in their lives that was always their true birth right.

Unseen to the group now holding hands, seated at the Table, the air is alive with Angels. Trumpets sound, and joyous singing, as Elementals and Spirit whirl in Dance, their tears of joy falling, blessing the group.

And in our dance, we look to you, our hands open and warm. Join us in Spirit and in Heart, walk the halls of The Sacred Temple of the Women Warriors and know that you are loved and welcome.

Peace Be Upon You All

[Lilly]

Why do I have to be the first one breaking the rules here? Cheerleading!! Promise, I will etherically kick myself.
Today just before I received your wonderful email I got this phrase playing in my head: “We are doing sacred work in a sacred place”. When I saw your post… I have to admit, I cried.
Thank you Tony and as I mentioned before to you, you are touched by the angels, we all are.
Lilly