Billionaires Club (eBook)

Pure Love in Action

LUMINARA (Autor)

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2025 | 1. Auflage
138 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-076394-5 (ISBN)

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Billionaires Club: Pure Love in Action is more than a book-it's a movement. A visionary exploration of wealth, consciousness, and the limitless potential of human evolution, this groundbreaking work unveils a new paradigm where prosperity and pure love intertwine.

Luminara invites readers on a journey beyond conventional success, revealing how true wealth is financial, but also vibrational, energetic, and deeply transformational. Through quantum insights, spiritual mastery, and profound wisdom, Billionaires Club redefines abundance, showing how those who have mastered material success can now step into a greater purpose-creating global change through heart-centered leadership.

With a unique blend of esoteric knowledge, mind reprogramming, and high-frequency consciousness, this book is a guide for visionaries, thought leaders, and pioneers of the new world-those ready to embody wealth as a force of healing, harmony, and limitless possibility.

Step inside the Billionaires Club, where love is the highest currency, and transformation is the ultimate investment

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Chapter 1: The Legacy of Visionaries and Survivors

Finally, there is a clear recognition of the bonds that stretch beyond time, beyond lifetimes, and beyond worlds. The connection has always been there, woven through the threads of unseen agreements, so often perceived only through deeply damaging experiences.

As each of us heals internally, the energy of pure love is increased, and the gift of genuine connection spreads far out into the world. This inner peace naturally draws ship mates together. There are approximately 55,555,555.55555 sacred vessels merging now; each carrying 144 souls, reuniting; embarking on the journey to collective transformation.

These boats are not only crewed by those we share ease and joy with; they also carry those with whom we have endured profound suffering - our contracted teachers. Those we once ran from, now integrating their own awakenings, returning into our lives to share in the oneness that we all now embody. And so, the illusion of separation fades.

Some facets of the soul monad have already left this plane, as the bodies they had borrowed could no longer hold the light. Yet, they still work with us from their chosen, alternate dimensions, where they can assist even more profoundly, free from the restrictions of the physical body that had become a limitation to them in the 3D world.

The family and I are walking a path of remembrance, rediscovering the truth of who we are. Yet, to understand why our awakening is so significant, we must first look back, through the generations of suffering, resilience, and vision that shaped us.

Deva and Aidan’s healing journeys stand as beacons among us all. The depth of their transformation is a testament to the power of breaking free from inherited fear. But it is mother to the sisters and me; Angela, and the generations before her, whose stories illuminate why we are who we are, and why we hold within us the strength to transform and transcend.

Angela

Guru Angel A was named for the light radiating from her at birth. She was born with a club foot and endured countless operations to straighten the leg. A survivor in every sense, she lived a life painted with deep sorrow, yet she carried a heart vast enough to hold the world. Traumatic experience and hardship followed her, but she persevered, finding joy in a simple life, and in the love she was.

Beautiful Nana Peggy was a woman ahead of her time, bold and untamed. Her childhood was one of sadness, and in her desperation to escape, she made a daring attempt to swim out to a navy ship in the harbour, disguised as a man, with the intention of sailing away to a new life. Instead, she was plucked from the sea and locked away in a mental institution. It was there that she met Mother’s father, and their union would bring forth another generation; one that endured unutterable suffering, surviving not through healing, but through sheer repressive resilience.

Nana suffered at the hands of this man who himself was shaped by severe poverty and hardship. He beat her regularly, often leaving her unconscious, whilst he sexually abused the two young girls. Mother and Aunt Thelma bore the brunt of his darkness. Thelma, a gentle soul, aptly described as a mermaid by Leah, with golden hair cascading to her knees, was one of the most kind and compassionate people I have ever known.

She understood animals the way I do, feeling their suffering as if it were her own. But the weight of the past was too great to bear. Just before her sixtieth birthday, she ended the suffering of form, by hanging herself, unable to escape the wounds that had been inflicted upon her in childhood. The death left a void, a grief that ricocheted through all of us, shaking the already weak foundation of the family. Thelma’s son, Derek, and his family have only recently felt able to begin their own healing, 15 years after the devastation that ensued.

Whilst he was still a young teenager, Uncle Len, upon learning of the horrors his sisters had endured, could not contain his rage and confronted the father, giving him a physical beating, demanding justice where the system had failed. The man who had stolen so much from the family was sent to prison, but for just two years, an insult to the depth of the suffering he had caused. Uncle Len, both a visionary and a writer, poured the transmuted pain into words of wisdom.

He and Mother spoke frequently for hours on end, delving into the mysteries of the mind, the expansiveness of the universe, and the unseen forces that shape our reality. They understood things beyond the realm of ordinary thought, and in those conversations, they glimpsed the truth that the world now embodies.

They knew, even then, that they were more than the result of past circumstances. They glimpsed the limitless power within us all, yet, due to the upbringing, they lacked faith that they could fully break free.

Mother eventually escaped their father’s grasp by running off with a wild, unpredictable man when she was just 15. He was cruel and controlling, no doubt shaped by his own childhood wounds.

Guided by the guardian angel she had intuited during the unimaginable abusive experiences, Mum found a way out when she met my biological father, an Orthodox Jew who spent his time mingling with jazz musicians. Like many in those circles he used heroin, but despite this, mother always professed that he was her soulmate. He held down his job as a carpenter, and he treated her like the angel she was.

They travelled to Israel, but the past followed them. The man Mother had previously been attached to, contacted the Israeli authorities and told them a lie, leading to them being imprisoned as suspected spies. Eventually, they were freed and became married, welcoming elder sister Naomi into the world, a genius in many ways who has thrived in life, despite the turbulence of the early life situation.

Tragedy struck soon after I appeared on the scene. I was twelve days old on Valentine’s Day, when Father died. Another addict had used his syringe while he slept, leaving it contaminated with hepatitis B. Unknowingly, father used the needle and contracted the deadly disease. Mother, now grieving, vulnerable with a new-born and a two-year-old, faced the unimaginable.

The Orthodox Jewish family, unable to accept the Catholic raised Angela and the children, cast them out of the family home, even barring them from attending Father’s funeral. With nowhere to go, Mother found refuge in the kindness of Father’s cousin, Claudine, after whom I was named.

In early 1969 Claudine took us in, providing shelter and support until Mum was able to get back on her feet and begin rebuilding her life.

In the chaos that had followed, Mum had not been fully conscious when the birth certificate was written. She brought me up as Claudine Esther. It was only when I had gained access to my birth certificate in my late 20s that I discovered the name registered was Esther Claudine. I was always happy to know of the person my Mum named me after, and why.

In 2006, Naomi made contact with another of Dad's cousins, Wally, who was the brother of Claudine and soon after I was swapping emails with them both. For the first time in my life, I had a brief taste of what it felt like to be part of a real family. I found out that Claudine was like me in some ways, with a house full of cats and a heart open to unconditional love. Sadly, she passed from cancer before I got to meet her in person.

Mum remarried a few years later, and soon we were welcoming baby Leah into the world. The rest of the story is another non-fiction work, titled ‘Five Dead Dads’.

Above is the lineage from which the present family emerged. A bloodline of survivors, of dreamers, of seekers of truth. Our journey is not just one of healing, it is one of reclaiming the birth-right of power and vision that was always within us. Now, as the offspring, nephew and nieces’ step into their own divinity, and all generations continue to awaken, we honour those who came before us, the pain they endured, and the light they carried despite it all.

Their story is not just a history, it is the foundation upon which we rise. We are the ones who transmute the suffering into strength. We are the ones who say, 'It ends with us'. And in doing so, we ensure that the future generations of this family will know only freedom, love, and the boundless possibility of the awakened soul.

 

 

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Song 2: Boss ( I had a Chat with Jesus )

Once there grew a girl who saw too much and spoke of everything she knew she could be. With a past of pain her future gain, a chance she had to start again, it’s simple it was in the hands of me. I had a chat with Jesus chilling on a cross he said remember me this way it was my choice, just remember. All her friends, it seemed as though they wished to see her down, but don’t let that fear game block your way. To their surprise she fought the fight only the good fight in her sight and those in doubt have nothing left to say. I had a chat with Jesus chilling on a cross he said, “Remember me this way it was my choice, just remember”. I finished with my man because I couldn’t help him with his mind. People think I am sane because I am smiling all the time. With every level finely tuned and energy of omniverse, the force is here to lead us the right way. To the path we knew we had to do the one that’s with or without you. I conquered, came and saw… Here to stay. I had a chat with Jesus, he was chilling on a cross, he said, “Remember me this way, it was my choice .Just...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 30.4.2025
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Sachbuch/Ratgeber ► Gesundheit / Leben / Psychologie ► Esoterik / Spiritualität
• ISBN-10: 0-00-076394-2 / 0000763942
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-076394-5 / 9780000763945