8/2/06
What goes on in our fair city? Has it fell into anarchy? Not only has the Mayor sent everyone a Quick bill due in two weeks notice for $300.00, but its workers are falling down on the job. In fact, the same thing happened on my street for the last three years. When I try to call for an answer, I can’t get through on any number.
What happened was that the city put out street signs to clear the street Tuesday to make way for the street cleaner. Our street hasn’t been cleaned in three years unless we do it ourselves, and after what happened, I much prefer my own broom.
We pulled our cars off the street and waited. No street cleaner came, but the police car did. They gave tickets to those few unfortunate people whose car was on the blink so couldn’t move out of the way. A ticket for a dirty street?
Who should we complain too? No one dares answer their phone at the city offices. Should we pick up the signs and set them aside? Why go to the bother to move our cars? The city has done this two or three times now. What else does this city Mayor plan to do to us? I shudder to think. Give me back any of the old Mayors I used to complain about. They were princes compared to this one.
8/7/06
I met with Jesus, Y and a large number people on the mountain this morning. I have been sick and haven’t been meeting with Jesus or taking the children into the sky tunnel. I had my nights and days mixed up, but feel better this morning. I was surprised to see so many people sitting on the boulders on the side of the mountain. It was a amazing sight, they looked like wild flowers scattered everywhere. Vivid wild flowers talking and smiling or watching the sun complete its rise.
I walked
over and hugged a few people because I was so happy see so many. One lady was
wearing bright blue clothing of
Speaking of future, we are being tested right now, so hang in there and do the best you can. Don’t let the evil turn you. I don’t know what will happen when or if the judgment is ever final, probably long years from now. Most of this is a guess on my part except for the testing. Jesus has told me that this is true and is going on now. Well, we know this much from Revelation. If it works out well, and we pass the text, then we also know all will be well with Jesus and his followers leading the world in peace. If it doesn’t turn out well…?
This morning, while we flooded the earth with rolling hills of light, I went and sat down on the bench in front of Mary’s statue. Two other people were already there, a man and a women.
I told them, “I am here for the same reason you are today.” I need my soul cleaned and the cobwebs swept out. We hugged and then sat there for a few minutes, each thinking our own thoughts about our needs and how Mary might help us.
It is my belief that just the act of sitting on the bench shows our great faith and begs Mary and the angels to fix what ails us.
“Yes,” Mary smiles her answer at me. It is true. Our faith will not go unrewarded.
8/8/06 Note on Detroit Property Taxes and $300.00 fee.
I tried to get the hardship form off the internet, it is not available; I tried calling each member of the Board of Financial Assessment, their phone mail is full; I faxed a request to each council person, I did get a few responses, but none of them helpful enough.
JoAnn Watson sent me a letter, stating that she refused to sign the budget. Martha Reeve’s secretary called and gave me numbers for the Board. A few sectaries called and left messages to the effect that I could pick up a paper for senior citizens down town, as if I would be complaining if I were 65. Monica Conyers’ clerk e-mailed me with some information, but not what I needed. Finally, a manager at a neighborhood services center was able to get the form for me. I scanned it and here is the link: Detroit Citizens Board of Review Process of Reviewing Hardship Application
Essentially, the city of Detroit is demanding a half month of my summer wages, payment due immediately, for the Mayor’s pocket (remember the credit card we also pay for). It is the most unjust taxation I have ever witnessed on American soil.
I now see Mayor Kilpatrick as a baby thrashing its arms around in a temper tantrum because it couldn’t find an easy solution, so it broadcasted its screams out to each of us. Now each of us must pay what the Mayor was paid to deal with but could not. Knowing all this, the council agreed to it. Shame on all of you.
After reading the hardship form I learned that I can get half off. Big deal! Am I to be glad that I might be given half of my own money back? What a crazy world we live in.
I don’t remember if I wrote about the mix up with street cleaning last week. We haven’t had our streets cleaned in three years by the city, finally they put up the signs, gave out tickets for stalled autos, then left without cleaning the streets. I wrote to the council about that too, and the street cleaners came back.
Truly, none of us care if the city comes and cleans our street. We would be happy to clean our own street for $300.00. I wonder how much the city could save by parking those trucks and telling everyone to clean their own street? We do it already.
8/8/06
I went to Shamballa again this morning. I was curious about money. I wandered into the library of stacked books. On a high desk I looked at a huge volume that had the actual samples of money pasted on the pages. The book was so huge it was impossible to move, but I could turn each page as I looked at the coins and read a few labels. I am growing older as I remember back so I now have a little more sense of why and what I am looking for.
I found it, samples of different kinds of money from earth. Roman coins, gold coins, strange square coins and many other types, most old, but some recent. True I could have found similar examples on earth easily, but I am curious about the lack of money on Shamballa.
We don’t use money here. The front pages of the book said we tried a monetary system a few times, but it didn't work. We keep money as examples and for use off world in case it is needed. Usually, money isn't needed. That isn’t how the people work.
The question of how we do work is what interests me today. I have been wondering about what the adults do all day. They seem normally active, but I know they are doing double tasks. I have noticed subtle changes in a person as they walk or tend the barter store or carry supplies or other work. No one seems to work very hard at anything, unless the real, off world work that needs the thoughts. I will learn more soon.
What I was thinking of was the philosophy of it all. We on Shamballa could be considered angels. We have beautiful lives. We want for nothing. We are forever healthy and live for a very long time. This may be why I have come back as a child. This is a perfect world filled with perfect people.
Which may be why I can still remember the damaged, screaming cat as the worst thing that has ever happened on this world. Was it part of the darkness? I am still not sure. If the darkness came here in a person lately, I haven’t been told. Maybe I should ask.
The philosophic question that tickles my mind is: Isn’t this just too perfect for the human psyche? Can humans actually live lives of such good nature and thrive? Humans need challenges, but is exploring a world challenge enough? I suspect not. We are not baby machines either. There are very few children in any of the three towns on this world. We deliberately choose not to have many children.
It is as if everything here is backwards from the philosophy of earth. No money, less kids, nonchalant lives, no fear of death or sickness. No fear of anything, except maybe the darkness that can comes to worlds? I feel so clean and fresh here. No wonder I came back as a child remembering, it is too soul pure to be anything else while this other, old withered self still sits on earth.
My suspicion is that we don’t live such beautiful lives as it looks. I pick up hints here and there and memories and I get the picture of people always working at some task I can’t see. I am beginning to suspect that everyone here lives a double life. Humans need challenge, what could be more challenging than to send part of your mental self to earth to help people?
Is this why Jesus sent me here through the moving, living Mandala? In this way, I know both parts of myself, Alia on Shamballa and Diane on Earth, and can write about it? I believe so. Because who could write about it so vividly except someone who can be in both places.
This immediately brings up another question: Do the adults know who they are while they are on earth to help people. Yes, they must. Yet, this being true, what does it mean? For Shamballa it means life is beautiful and goes on as before, but for earth? We earthlings, we know first hand the pain and poverty and anger the human psyche is capable of. Why are people from Shamballa and other places here? What can they do? How can they help earth? What can I do?
Jesus said that that is the answer. They can only help us help ourselves. The proper question is to ask ourselves, "What can I do?"
They can only influence us in a new direction, they can't make us do anything, and would not even if they could. It is against God's power.
Is the earth one of the worlds that somehow become greatly darkened or is it just too immature to manage itself. We are voices crying out in the darkness and the people of Shamballa and other worlds heard our call. Remember all those people God called and no one could figure out why they were chosen? Well maybe it was because they were from another world and came here for that purpose. God may have picked angels in disguise. Such things are probably hidden from the young unless some occasion brings it out. Many of us are here with a purpose. I have detected a goodness in people who work in the oddest places, people who give favors out of kindness.
8/10/06
A number of times Jesus has told me, "You need to concentrate on American children."
This makes sense because I know them better than children from other lands and I said so, but Jesus spoke further.
He said, "The children in the cities don't need the sky tunnel as much as the other children."
This threw me. What did he mean? He has not elaborated on the request so I am left to ponder why. I have been trying to sort out a reason.
The most obvious difference may be their lack of needs: About 90% of white families and 75% of African American families are above the poverty line. The wealthiest families provide for every need and want. What does this do to the human psyche? I am not sure. I am also not sure if this has anything to do with the sky tunnel.
So I tried to define the purpose of the sky tunnel. For adults, it is to leave this sphere of dark matter for a few minutes to go to other planets. Is it training for some future we can't see? Yes. This is its true meaning.
Then is it also training for children? What does the sky tunnel mean to the children, a half minute of imaginative play? I think many children recognize me when I call them even though I don't always know them. Maybe I look like an angel to the children because I wear a white gown with a glow around me.
I agree that the sky tunnel is good training for children, but I don't know what training it gives them, exactly. Some ideas I have come up with:
A trip through the sky tunnel can teach the children that their spirit is not bound to earth,
that other animals pray too,
that the angels built a cathedral here on earth,
that the mind can move instantaneously,
and to trust in their own ability to travel.
It certainly increases their creative imagination,
and gives them a sense of delight and wonder.
Is this what Jesus wants? This would be good for all children. Are there some children more capable of using these gifts while others need to be taught? As far as I know, the idea of traveling off earth is new. I think I am missing the point here. The difference may have little to do with wealth.
I remember
when I first moved to
Has it
changed today? I don't believe so, but I may be too immersed in the culture to notice
if there has been a change. I know I don't hear a lot of references to God away
from
It may have to do with problems many Detroiters used to face, serious problems that only God could help with. Without good means of support, a minor problem can overwhelm a whole family. People needed to call on God every day.
Could this be why Jesus said that about the sky tunnel? Yet, no one goes around calling on God all day long. I know myself that I slip in and out of thinking of God. Some days are good, but some aren’t. I like to think that; overall, I weld my days to what God wants as if he were watching me all the time. Actually, Jesus and his angels are a constant presence in my life, so they are always watching, but, in this crazy world system we live in, even they can't fix our hardship.
Jesus and the angels repeat the same phrase repeatedly, "You must fix it yourself."
This is like Star Trek’s non-interference policy. Heaven can’t force us to change; we must do it ourselves.
Is that what I am training the children to do, make a better world? A world that includes mental speech, empathy, and travel to the stars? I don’t know. Need to think more on the subject.
8/12/06
If we think of the world as a vast computer game, it begins to make sense. The difference is that the real winners aren’t the ones who control the money and power, but the ones who live to play again. In the real game, the losers are those players who drive themselves towards death in an attempt to get it all.
As Jesus told us that to save our life, we must lose it.
We must loose the game to win it. Winners go to heaven and continue playing the game through the generations. Those who have grabbed up the world die and go where? My imagination says the other side from heaven, a place where souls don’t choose where or when to be born, but must accept what they are given and may be forced to keep going under.
The winners of the game choose their own lives. They don’t choose everything that will happen in that new life, but they know they will be working to teach people how to win the game.
I know this from my own example. On the surface, I look like a loser, as if I have missed out on life. I have, but this was caused by the other side attacking me and trying to stop my progress. At the same time, before I learned my own cause, the angels tried to keep me afloat. Now that I have a better idea of what is gong on, I can control and direct myself...
I was born who I am for a purpose. My purpose is to expose a few other players in the game who are manipulating people and events. This exposure of my own life can show people, in vivid color, so to speak, how people are manipulated according to the whims of a few. Some people are moved against their will towards anger while others are moved towards other goals. “All the world’s a stage,” or should it be “computer game.”
This morning we talked for a while on the mountain with Jesus then we went to Mars, stood on the sharp stones with our bare feet, and sent the light into the center of our circle. The light, a soft cream color against the yellow cream sky of Mars, rolled around its circumference to fill all of the space. Then we went to earth and sent our inner light, that soft light that comes from God, around the earth in huge waves until it covered the whole globe.
I suspect that the light is actually invisible soul power that is made visual for our benefit so that we can see it flow and penetrate where we send it. We humans need to feel and see our work, else we won’t understand it. It is hard enough to see the light with the mind; we need the prop of color to help us. I always think of God as golden and Jesus as pure white; so, to me, the light seems to combine the two essences. Other people may see the light differently.
I have
wondered lately why the Chinese like red so much and what it symbolizes for
them. Perhaps the people who join us from
The last few mornings, out of desperation at the state of the world, we have begun something new that we hope will help people. We turn our hand into light; hold it to a person’s face to grab their attention so we can speak to them.
I say, “God gave you a choice. If you harm another person, you take away his or her choice. What will God think if this?” Or similar words.
Heaven
never indoctrinates or forces itself onto another person’s mind. God gave us
free will and we can’t abuse it. I follow Heaven’s decrees and would not
disrupt a person’s choice; yet, we have the right to try and reason with
someone. I have said this to terrorists and angry fighters in
To our own congressional people, I tell them to “Walk in the light”. If they are willing, then they understand where the light leads. I hope to encourage some congress people to make jobs more plentiful. Right now, businesses are penalized for hiring new workers. It is easer to work an employee double than to hire a new employee. Why not change this? In my opinion, a democracy owes the people a means of livelihood. The city I live in is a good example of how quickly a government group can become self-serving and disregard the needs of all its people.
Considering the billions of people out there, it would be impossible to talk to everyone with the light directly, but probably 90% of the people are already fine. It is mostly the fringe groups who espouse extreme hate or people who weld great power that need the light most badly. We will keep trying. Something must be done and soon. Our world needs looking after and right now, although, many nations and groups are too busy trying to be king of the hill to fix it.
8/16/06
I went to church in the middle of the week for a celebration of Mary's Ascension into heaven. We Catholics believe that, like Jesus, Mary was lifted up. Did she leave a body behind? That is a question that can't be answered. I can understand it happening both ways. If you are older and get lifted up by the angels, what do you want with an old body? They will give you a new one. Better to let the old one return to dust. Still, Mary wasn't dead. Certainly the angels would not kill her.
I believe she was taken up in the body she wore on earth. I remember walking through the Mandala and getting measured and coming out as another person. Mary is different; she had no need to get measured. She was born pure and has a body like God that expands and shapes to her own will. She is one of the overseers for earth who watch over us. Her holiness knows no bounds. We can't even imagine it.
Yet, she bent over me in church as though to touch me in my worry. I had been feeling ashamed that my prayers were weak. At her request, I went to the bench in front of the roses. There I met a young child who had lost his hair from radiation and his mother holding him and I met a heavy set man sitting the bench too. I thought to pluck a rose off the bush and had a white rose to the mother who refused it and nodded towards the child. My heart cried out. This was such a touching moment because that mother reflects all mothers who give up for their children. We hugged and I held the young boy for a minute. Then I picked a red rose and handed it to the man.
After they left, I stood there in front of the white, stone bench surrounded by roses and the statue of Mary.
She spoke to me and told me to, "Watch."
I watched and saw a procession of people walking up to the bench to receive a rose.
Mary smiled and assured me that all was well. Then I turned my interest back to the mass, no longer feeling bad. I felt so good after that, and at one point during the mass, I remembered Mary and imagined sending out the light as rose petals to everyone, until wave after wave of giant, invisible rose petals floated in the air. If Mary has hope in me, I will try to have hope in myself.
Note-I now realize why some people go into politics. They don’t like how the government is being run and want to turn it around for the better. This is why, although I always hated politics, I am going to carry around a petition to recall some of our elected officials. I may be knocking on your door. Not sure if it would be legal, but I want to put a petition on the web too.
I received an answer to my question about how to apply for hardship from Monica Conyers, Council President. She sent me a form to fill out and send in to the City of Detroit Board of Review. I present it here for anyone who needs one. Hardship Program Form This form is for public use and should be available to anyone who asks. The problem is that no one will answer the phone. The pretty advertisement on television neglects to say the voice mail is filled up. Onward and upward as Fritz used to say. This form tells you if you qualify for hardship. Detroit Citizens Board of Review Process of Reviewing Hardship Application
8/18/06 note – I just learned there is a class action suite against the city regarding the $300.00 fee.
8/18/06
During meditation this morning, I went to the bench and sat down amid red roses. A short plump woman wearing a light green outfit was sitting on the bench. We held hands for a moment. She told me that she was there to pray for her nephew.
“Bring him here. Go get him.” I told her.
Surprised, she did, instantly. The young boy, about her height, suddenly stood next to her. I hugged him for a long moment.
I explained to her, as it was explained to me, that it the soul part of us that comes to visit Mary. This is why she could bring her nephew’s soul here even while he was about other business. Here in the Cathedral, we are souls walking around in the light.
This makes it easy to bring our loved ones to Mary, even if they don’t know it. How often do we older people in the family see the young people’s folly and need to pray for them? We can see that through ignorance they are easily turned wrong. We women and men of mature years understand the pitfalls and how greatly the world needs prayer. The young are too busy learning and playing. The bench in the Cathedral of Light makes it easier for us to bring our loved ones to Mary.
The human mind is the new open road leading us to Mary's grace. She spoke to me about the people who will come to visit her in the Cathedral of Light. Mary will look with favor on anyone who comes to her. She explained to me that not everyone can be healed physically, that healing a person’s soul is more important. She promises to heal your mind and spirit.
I thought about her words. God's ways are hard to fathom, but they are real and have a purpose we can't see. A person’s physical handicap can sometimes boost them towards new inventions, self-learning or greatness. Stephen Hawking is a perfect example of a mental giant in spite of a serious illness.
God has ways of pulling us towards the light. Worry or mental anguish could be a clue that our soul is sick. Mary gives food for the soul. We don’t need to pay money or take a plane to visit the Queen of Heaven. She is available through simple meditation. Visualize the glowing path, the red, white, and different colored roses in front of the tall statue of Mary, the white bench sitting on green grass. She is there waiting to help.
8/22/06
This morning, Jesus, Y, W, myself and many other people met on the mountain. It is interesting to note that mountains run throughout the bible. We read of God’s Mountain, Jesus met his apostles on a mountain after his resurrection , and Moses went up a mountain to talk to God and receive the ten commandments, etc. I wondered this morning about the mountain we meet on and if it is a holy mountain. I am not sure about other religious writings and how they involve mountains. I may look into the idea one day.
The mountain was filled with people this morning. It seems that more people learn how to join together on the mountain every day. What is most amazing is that, for each of us, it is an intimate gathering with our perceived holy leader, Jesus, Buddha, Mohammad, or Elijah. I always feel that I am close enough to Jesus to touch him, and he does hug me, at times. All of us feel close because this kind of meeting, a meeting of mental souls, doesn’t separate or put people on different levels.
The
mountain looks ordinary. It has huge white, gray granite boulders, and blue
rising into peaks. Snow always covers
the top peaks and during winter months fills the hallows half way down. We have
sat on rocks protruding out of the snow or in grassy valleys filled with wild
flowers and small water falls. Small streams run through green grass and past
rocks covered with lichens. I love the huge rocks that shine in different hues
as the sun slides by. This isn’t a western mountain like you would find in the
Our earth is so wonderfully varied with color and filled with life of such diversity that scientists haven't found it all yet. I gasp at earth's complexity, even below ground. We have been sending the light below the ground as we spread it around the earth. I imagine myself moving with the flow of cool and heat as I drop down towards the center of the earth then expand the light in all directions. We reason that all the earth needs light, not just the living souls on its surface.
So this morning we dug deep and kept pushing out the light through the inner realms of the earth. Then we did the same above in the atmosphere for all humans, animals, and fauna that exist in this unique ecological system. Dolphins joined us as usual when we reached into the ocean with the light. They seem concerned that we humans learn to use our minds better. I have never spoken in words with a dolphin, but the meaning of their concern for earth is clear.
After covering the earth with large waves of soft light, we carried the light far up into the heavens. I stopped to pause a moment to look at the earth rolling beneath, a bright ball of air, land, and water filled to overflowing with God's light.
Ah, if we could only keep it up for a long time. Would that fix things? Maybe. While the glow covered the earth, we went around the globe hugging family and strangers. Often, I speak to people and tell them to “Walk in the light.” They may interpret that however they wish, but I think the message is obvious.
Certainly, I hug each member of my family. They need it and I need it. A lady was sitting on the bench near Mary’s roses and we held hands for a moment. When she left, an older lady came in with her whole family. As I have said before, if we feel the need, we can bring a loved one’s soul to visit Mary’s shrine. .
All this took me less than a half hour. At first impression, too short a time to roam the earth above, below and the oceans as well, but the human mind is as supple and quick as a blink. I still find it amazing that we humans have held back for so long before making better use of these mental talents. We humans were given many gifts from God, gifts that no amount of money can buy. All we need to do is perceive what they might be and then practice using them. I am only now learning of the potentials included in this package we call human.
I haven’t found much in the paper lately about extraordinary gifts so I have been unable to add to the financial page the angels read. Ah, I was just told that I will soon. This is good because the more I delve into our nations problems, the more I find money at the core of all woes. There are solutions out there, we just need to work on them more.
On a personal level, I have decided
that I need to do more, that I owe more effort than I have been putting forth.
I am still wondering what exactly I
should do. Where do my talents fit best? My upset with the mayor of
I find that I need to take a new step out into the world, get into the political arena or some form of direct change going on in the world. We are all about change, and I must change too. It isn’t enough to send the light and pray for those who go into battle against ignorance and greed, I need to dig a trench too. Not sure what shape that trench will take on yet. Certainly I intend to push change to better all people’s well-being, and perhaps politics is the best move, but maybe not. I have always disliked politics and politicians. Not sure what I will choose to do, but I feel change is in the air.
8/22/06
In the afternoon I took another group of children up in the sky tunnel. I try to take a few children once a day. The children love coming to the sky tunnel and walking and running down its length so much so they changed it. Not for them a windowless tunnel of wood. They have converted it into a place every child would like to visit. Now, the wooden tunnel includes long open window areas that reach through the clouds so the children can look down and watch the earth below. Tree branches now grow inside the tunnel as well as out, and birds fly atop yellow flowers and green leaves. Sometimes, instead of going to the end for a new travel experience, the children just visit the tunnel to look down at the world rolling by.
Most of the time, the children do want to go somewhere, the stranger the better. But I keep strange to a minimum. This children are so young everything in the world is a delight. Their inhibition and easy belief that it is normal to walk in the sky always amazes me, but its true.
This afternoon we went to the moon again. The kids like going to the moon even though they are too young to understand its distance from earth. One young boy tried to pick up a small stone while we stood on the moon, he couldn't do it. I smiled and explained to him that only our minds traveled to the moon and that he will need to grow up to become an astronaut if he wants to pick up moon stones. The moon gets boring quick until the kids turn around to look at the earth set in the dark sky like a huge blue diamond.
“You live down there," I always tell them. "That is your home. Isn’t it beautiful."
Do they understand the importance of that round world they are seeing? Or the meaning of our trips through the sky tunnel? I doubt it, but understanding isn’t what is important. This tiny dream they have will one day grow into a big, reality. Either they will grow up in the belief that it is normal to use their human mind in unusual ways by traveling around the world and to other worlds in the universe, or they may not grow up at all because we will have destroyed their world or they will need to escape a horror worse than death. I pray that we save earth by reinventing ourselves.
8/25/06
Politics does make for strange bedfellows. On the
assumption that all Democrats are alike, we often throw odd people together at
meetings and it is a wonder who grimaced first at whom the other night. There
on stage was the governor of
What is a democratic leader? Isn’t it a politician who works for the people to the best of their ability? Then what if someone has little ability or inclination to work for the common good and instead works for only those who can feed their coffer? What kind of democrat is that? We have here a form of double speak, and how much double speak do we have in our nation today? I guess I better start looking.
Obviously, this doesn’t leave the republicans off the hook, their lack of conscience when it comes to growing an economy to fit their own pockets will be doubly measured out when the time comes to ask, What have you done for your country? By this I mean all of it, even those little people they can’t see through their blinders.
Ah, but what shall I answer to that same question? I thought deeply about this of late. I began taking petitions around to recall Martha Reeves and then thought better of it. Too many people complained to me that we should be recalling the Mayor instead, not one of the fringe council people. I debated, agreed, and quit.
Then I went to another meeting and realized I must be wrong to quit. I asked myself, “where does the dishonesty sit?” It doesn’t sit with a group who decided to try to recall a council member first instead of the mayor. He is fourth on the list. Malignancy sits at the top of the city and fallows down the ladder in proportion to the job such as council member or other worker who disregards the will of the people who elected them.
8/26/06
I was meditating and it was so wonderful that I had to break away to write this. A line of people were walking to Mary’s bench in the Cathedral, as they walked, angels stood at their side asking how they could be helped. Mary’s statue was no longer a statue. She stood like a Queen of Heaven, adding strength and grace to the angel’s efforts.
I walked up to a women, it may have been a grandmother, carrying a tiny infant. I asked her what was wrong with the baby, he seemed fine to me with his cute face and big head of hair. She told me that the baby was premature and might not live.
I took the baby in my arms and told her what I believe, “Of course the baby will live. It must live.” I picked a red rose and laid it on the baby’s chest then gave the baby back into the grandmother’s arms.
I believe that Because that grandmother came directly to Mary to ask for help, she will receive it. The angels will help take care of that baby at Mary’s request.
It is interesting to take note of what the angels can do for us and what they can’t. They can’t give us paper money, a big television, or a job, but they can give us, above all, a reason to hope, a clearer soul and mind, and a more healthy body. We can’t always see their gifts or notice them right away, but they are there.
I can imagine how difficult it must be for them to dive through the darkness to reach us with their brighter light. This is why it helps if we come to them. The Cathedral of Light is on their world but was built to have deliberate leaks into our own. In this way the people, whales and dolphins as well, who learn to see with their mind’s eyes can share in its benefits.
In the Cathedral’s center is an arrangement of four alters or Mandala. Some people are able to enter this area and, with Jesus help, learn if they fit as a person on another world. This was true in my case. Jesus sent me into the Mandala on the angel world, I was measured and weighed, and walked out as a citizen who lives on Shamballa. My memories took me there as a young child, but I am actually a young lady who is very old in years but young in body. People hardly age on Shamballa.
Why can’t I live there on that paradise planet all the time, why must I stay on this backward, upside-down, dark planet? The reason is that the people who live on paradise planets, perhaps some humans from in the far future, feel great empathy for those who are still struggling. They work to bring all beings to the light of God. Their own happiness depends on eliminating the darkness that causes pain and distress to life on other planets. Agony in any life form infringes on their own pleasure, even as they live beneath God’s envelope of being.
8/31/06
We have
been reading and watching the disaster that hit
As long as
the elected leaders and other salaried employees rape the city with excessive
wages and concentrate on downtown alone, it will stay the disaster area. About
72,000 people are jobless in this city, and 32% live in poverty. The disaster
wasn't as sudden or great in
If the
median income for Detroiters is $28,000, down from $35,000 a few years ago, why
haven't all the elected officials’ wages went down accordingly? This problem
also runs across
It is like a fleet of boats riding on ocean waves. The waves of employment wages go up and down, but the people have built a huge ship for elected officials so they can ride the waves without a roll. That ship is where we put the mayors, representatives, senators, salaried city workers and company CEO's.
Democracy has become a farce if it can’t come to grips with the unbalance that runs through our nation. If we the people are the determining factor in the salaries at the top, why do we save those few from disaster while we gasp for breath while drowning?
Truly, in
I wasn’t going to put this on the
web, but it is all due to Jesus’ encouragement and Y’s spiritual power that we
are getting the job done and I think I should write about the effort we put in
here. I am proud to be a part of this job to remove the dark energy from earth.
On August 25, something else major besides Mary’s close presence happened this
morning. I started meditating late, but joined people as they were about to
spread the light from God below ground. We pushed down into the center of the
earth and beamed the light in as wide a area as we could. At first, we concentrated
on the land below
While we were below ground spreading the light, we located the large nodule, oval in shape we’d seen the other day. We concentrated our inner light upon this object, made it glow and then lifted it up to the surface. We did this the other day too, but we didn’t make it to the surface. This time we did.
The oval was glowing with light around its surface as if our light couldn’t penetrate inside. We managed to crack the shell that held the dark energy. The object's inner side was like a vast black space that no light had ever penetrated. Our prayers filled this bottomless pit with great light. This work took only a few minutes in real time, but dragged out the seconds of soul time, then it was done.
There are
at least two other places within the earth with these ovals. We next did the
same thing to an oval beneath
We hope the ripple of these acts will dissolve the darkness that covers earth. What are these small nodules of bound up psychic energy? I don't know, but I think, although no one told me exactly, that they serve as energy centers for certain people who are enemies of good. I suspect that the enemy has grown an overabundance of dark energy centers, but now, the enemy(s) of humankind has two less centers of energy to build upon and use. If we get them all, then perhaps the battle for hearts and souls will be won because its malevolent influence will be ended.
I know all this seems very far fetched because it can’t be seen or understood in what we call real space and time, but I watched it happen with my mind's eye. It is what we hoped would happen from years ago, it is one of the steps in banishing the dark off earth. Most of the other steps reside within the rest of us humans. We will need to turn ourselves around to take advantage of the enemy’s weakness. Now is the time to fight.
I asked
Jesus, “Will we need to relocate this thing and destroy it beneath
The reason I asked is because I become uncertain about the permanence of getting rid of them or its ripple effect, but Jesus’ answer gave me great hope.
He said,
“No, you will not need to repeat the lifting in
I assume from this that he means that bursting the energy oval that fed the darkness completed the mission for each area. I would burst them from the whole world, but change isn’t that simple. Darkness has filled us our lives for a such long time, we will need to clean out our own house to begin feeling its true result.
Warning – Warning – Warning
The city of
It is interesting that when I took recall petitions around to get signed, some people said they wanted to sign one for the Detroit Mayor and told me to come back when I have that petition. Some people decided not to sign the petitions because they said, “What’s the use. “All politicians are bad. Get one out and another one will come in just like it.”
This is a sad commentary on what is supposed to be a great democracy. Besides, that statement isn’t exactly true. This Mayor has stepped over the line. Not all politicians disregard the plight of their constituents so blatantly as Mayor Kilpatrick and the council members who signed the budget. They stepped over a line of wrongness that many other leaders dared not. Also, I hear rumors that are ripe with acts I shudder to repeat here.
I found
hints in Revelation that
The letter
to
“Rev 2:13 'I know your works and where you are dwelling, where the throne of Satan [is]. And you hold fast to My name, and you did not deny My faith in the days {in} which Antipas, My faithful witness [or, martyr], who was put to death beside you*, where Satan dwells.“
Here Jesus is telling us straight out that we live where Satan does. It is almost as if Jesus is speaking to us personally, and me intimately because I am the one who deciphers Revelation in modern times. Revelation is like a code book, we need to decipher the hints. The reason for this is because the hints have also applied to other eras.
The only reference I could find to
the name Antipas is an Indian who was killed in South America, but when I run this
verse backwards, it hints at the word north which is why I know the letter
points to
Revelation is also full of puns. A
throne can also be a toilet seat, hence, a different kind of throne
But, remember, Jesus is the alpha and omega. It is Jesus and his angels who dictated and inspired Revelation. Jesus knows the past and future as God does.
