5/5/07
I read a good article in Discover Magazine by Tim Folger about time. Science can’t prove time exists or even define it very well. It is a constant illusion that we perceive but we don’t know why or how. It is suspected that the arrow of time has something to do with the expansion of the universe. While I read the article I smiled and imagined God laughing at our efforts to decipherer time. I imagined God sending time through that great light in the darkness I call the Source. Everything and I mean everything pours out from its center, all thoughts, all designs, all waves of matter, and I suppose, time, as well.
I thought of this again this morning because I began to meet people on the mountain at about 6:30 this morning, but I imagine that some people I met on the mountain prefer to sleep in and didn’t begin meditating and joining the group on the mountain until much later in the day. Time as we know it does not apply on the mountain. Time is null and void during the meetings. We can encircle the United States Legislature while in session, which we did, irregardless of it being Saturday morning.
Also, when Jesus takes me to other worlds, I am tempted to ask if I am seeing people from the past or future. I seldom know, perhaps because there is little distinction between the two when we travel in space instantaneously, as we often do. What difference does it make when some people are tending their farm on a paradise world? Or when people are playing at war on their own earth like world. It is as if we leave both time and space back on earth when we travel with our mind.
That proved true this morning too.
I found the leaders of
At a number or points along the
way, I realized I might be standing on the message. A message that I deciphered
from Revelation a few years ago. It consisted of three geometric drawings of
Satan splayed across the
We did all this and more. As I listened to the rosary, I still had time to pray for people I am concerned about. At the end, we all gathered once more on the mountain. This time we filled all the air surrounding earth with a misty glow full of God’s essence. We also sent it down into the earth as far as we could and up to the space station until, for a short moment, all was filled with God.
I want to restate something important here: Never speak about joining our Saturday prayer walk. The enemy listens everywhere. This web site is ok to read because there is no count of hits and there won’t ever be. I ask you to just stay safe. Besides, it isn’t this site that calls people, it is Jesus. All I do is accent his message and spread it to as many as I can who want to read Jesus words.
I thought of the subtle attacks against me of late and wondered if any person of such horrible nature could enter into the light.
Jesus answered me right away. He said, “No one who does not belong to the light can enter the light.”
The ability to walk in the light or speak mind to mind will make problems for all of us in the future. Perhaps some will become jealous. Somehow, probably through mechanical means, the other side can speak mind to mind too. This makes them doubly dangerous. I believe this is how the terrorists are called to duty. But the most important point that some people might miss is that anyone can learn to belong to the light. No one who wishes to remake their own lives is denied that ability. No one is cut off without good reason. Everyone is called. It may be that God can only enwrap his loving arms around the whole of earth if every person on it joins the light.
5/7/07
My youngest son, Ed, took me to the Detroit Film Theater to see “Into deep silence” Sunday. Towards the start of the movie about the Carthusian Monks in the French Alps, we see a youngish black man enter the order. We watch him get all his hair shaved off, pick up his robe, and go into his dank room. My first impression was, How can he do that? Doesn’t he know what he is getting in to? Doesn’t he know he is leaving everything behind?
He did. He deliberately chose this seemingly hard and rigorous path. No speech, no contact, nothing besides a bare, stark room to live and pray in. A life filled with nothing. Oh, I was so wrong.
By the end of the movie, I not only understood his reason for choosing such a life, I almost came to envy it. The men didn’t speak, but the movie was not silent. The little sounds of life and nature flowed around their shoulders as they worked at small chores or knelt in prayer. Birds chirped, shoes slid or slapped stone, water dripped, plants grew, monks breathed. At one point, as a young man hammers the sole of his shoe back together, our minds explode at every hammer blow.
Visually stunning too. The silence magnified every view. The artistry of the camera caught a thousand bits of geometric wonders, sun lit corners, half open entranceways, long domed hallways, twisting stone stairs, bricks layered with intricate patterns of decay.
The monks sang chants and we learned that speech was allowed once a week, play too. We laughed with the release of built up tension as grown monks went sliding down the snowy hillside, and sometimes fell rolling. Finally I realized that theirs is a life that has lost nothing and gained everything. They walk with God. Even evil cannot penetrate their innocence, their silence. No bickering or questioning of orders, no disputes, no misunderstandings. They are each free to be with themselves and their maker at all times. Beautiful.
I am not so bad off myself. I can go into my back yard, sit amid green grass and flowers and feel contemplative and close to God. This is where I often talk to Jesus. Or I can sit in my chair alone at home and do the same. I feel lucky to have a home. Yet, much is lacking if I compare my life to theirs. It can’t be helped. I am out in the world. I need to work and make changes where I can. I must write of my thoughts and Jesus words. I am here to work towards God this way. They are here to work towards God in another way. We are all here for God. Without God, we are as nothing.
7/8/07
I had a few people ask me if the Legion of Mary was one of those secret societies we sometimes hear about. I explained that the meetings are secret only because we might mention the names of people who’s homes we have visited to give out rosaries, etc. Anyone the Legion talks with needs to know their words or worries are held in confidence.
Because of the question of secrecy, and also the need to call on people. I decided to put here on the web the small paper I wrote in the last few days, “Why I joined the Legion of Mary.” I have a special purpose in putting my paper on the web, I want more people to join me in carrying out Mary’s wishes. Maybe if you read my paper, you will understand and decide to join us.
Why I Joined the Legion of Mary
It began
with an angel. One Sunday morning while on my way to church at Sacred Heart, I
noticed a very old lady, bent over and shivering in the icy air as she waited
for a bus. I pulled over to ask if she wanted a ride. I reasoned that she was
more important than getting to church on time. During our drive we talked and I
mentioned my love for Mary. The lady mentioned that I should try
Later, I realized with a sureness that was uncanny, that she was an angel.
I looked up
At that first meeting, I almost left because it was so different from anything I imagined. I would have left if it wasn’t for the apparition of Mary in front of her statue. Her smile above a bouquet of white roses held me to my seat—during the whole rosary and half of the meeting.
Emotionally astounded and drained, I finally asked Mary silently, “What can I do? What should I do?”
For the moment, Mary's beautiful smile was her only answer.
Before this, the type of Catholic meetings I was used to were informal and very people orientated. Suddenly, here I was confronted by a 300 page book full of strict rules that allowed no freedom of thought or creative ideas. I was stunned. Why would Mary want me to stay?
Since that first visit, I learned that the members do good, hard work. They walk through the neighborhood calling people to God by giving out medals, prayers, and rosaries. Mary loves the people of the Legion and what they accomplish. This is one reason why she encouraged me to stay, the other reason is that Mary asked me to try and open up the meetings to everyone. She wants as many people as possible to help spread her son's message of love, kindness, and hope.
This means that the Legion's membership will need to grow tremendously. How? As it is, many people will be frightened off like I was by excessive restrictions. How can the Legion be loosened up enough to encourage people to join?
If it did change, whole families could participate. Perhaps the Legion could sponsor prayer groups to encourage participation in church. The world is facing dire times and Mary wants us to reach out to souls the best way we can, any way we can.
I believe, people are begging for a challenge today. We all see our damaged society and world. A lot of people might be willing to help call people to God, to heal, not only souls, but the sins of the world as well. Mary has said she thinks the Legion can be a vehicle to encourage this effort. It could be, but…. Oh, the problems this entails.
Mary blazes
my path forward, but the devil strides purposefully at my back. I begin to ask
myself what more I can do. Am I going too fast? Trying to pin the tail at the
wrong end? Maybe I need to call the
5/12/07
I was still tired and sort of restless when I began to meditate this morning, but the power that poured out of heaven made up for those little nuisances of body. I should have known it was to be a grand morning as soon as I stepped onto the mountain. As far as I could see, the mountain was filled with people standing on slopes, ridges, boulders, or in snow, grass, water, or sky. We humans covered the mountain this morning.
Jesus smiled and once more I realized that he was as close to each and every person here on the mountain as he was to me right then. He implied that something special would occur this morning. I looked around and thought it was special enough to have so many souls together who wanted to spread the God's light around the earth.
I stepped into a circle. This morning there must have been many circles and layers of people gathered to draw in energy from God. Energized and ready to leave, we all received an extra burst of energy from a surprising source. There, low in the sky, as if riding upon a cloud was Mary, the Mother of God, the Queen of Heaven, holding the baby Jesus in her arms. The light from her image was so bright it sent glowing streamers towards each of us as we stood looking up at the sky.
Still filled with awe, I went to Michigan, but not only with waves of light flowing from my center, but also with a special, translucent orb of energy that hovered between my hands. I felt that I was carrying something so precious and powerful that it must be used immediately or I would burst. Immediately, I reached out and found a young girl who had lost her hair from cancer treatments and enclosed her little body with this awesome power hovering between my hands. Quickly, I next found a young crippled boy. I used the glowing energy ball over and through him and imagined him rising up out of his chair. I believe and hope his chair can be left behind soon.
I felt energized and wound up like lightning needing ground. I begged the angels to hurry and help me find people who needed a share of this awesome energy. They did. I went to a number of adults in various places and covered them with energy even though I saw nothing wrong with them. I suspect that I was healing their souls and almost wept at the power of such a tool as Mary had given me this morning.
As I walked with the glowing ball of energy between my hands, I saw a slight shimmer of thread so tiny it was like a strand of spider web leading up to heaven where Mary was still sitting, holding her child. So beautiful an image, so powerful, that tears of joy began to trickle down my cheeks.
Then I was
caught by an odd thought. If I only could help one person at a time, what I was
doing wasn't going to lighten up a lot of darkness. With this in mind, I began
to expand the powerful globe, larger and larger until, along with the light
from the center of my being, it formed
into ocean waves that rolled to cover the whole of the
I felt out of breath from the wonder I had witnessed but still felt energized with a spark of hope and pride because Mary with her baby was a reminder to us all that motherhood is universal. This is something we can all relate to no matter what religion we follow because if we aren’t mothers, we came from one. I saw proof of the universal respect for the motherhood of Mary yesterday on EWTN in a program called, “Vailankanni: The Other Lourdes.”
Yesterday,
was the first I ever heard of Mary in
I watched in the video as people walked from far away to visit Mary’s shrine and pray. What is so amazing is that few of these people are Catholic or even Christian. Most of the visitors are Hindu, Moslem, or Buddhist and other religions. A catholic priest heads the shrine, but is proud of the many faiths who come to Mary for life healing. They each worship Mary according to their own religion and this is beautiful. He says that many people get helped. A museum on the grounds is filled with testimonies from grateful people. Some people are healed physically, but most of Mary's power seems to be aimed at life problems, and this fits in well with what Mary has told me about her wish to heal souls.
I was greatly astounded and pleased to learn of people from different religions praying to Mary for blessings. I began wonder if the book I considered writing is needed. People have an instinct for such things. They know when heaven has sent a mystery and react accordingly.
I did
wonder why haven’t I heard of this before? Is it that many have not? Is it that
we Americans are so insular about other cultures that we can walk right around
such a shrine without recognizing it? I think my small book about Mary geared
to non-Catholics is still be needed for
I do know that we need open up our minds and hearts and souls in belief and understanding so they can happen here too. In the land of the comfortable and wealthy, an image of Mary in the sky, holding the baby Jesus, is needed here more than any other place I can think of, except a war zone. But isn’t our whole world a war zone in this battle between light and darkness?
5/16/07
To all those who would be soldiers for Heaven:
Here is a site I found that has small sayings of Mary, quick
to read or quote. Something else I found but can't find again are Mary's words
that she will fill the world with light to blind Satan. http://members.aol.com/Linden59/WhyMary.html
We are learning to do this now. If we spread the light far and bright, Satan and its assembly will become blinded by it. Then his often unwitting followers will also turn towards heaven and God. It isn't enough to plan on going to heaven, our loved ones must go too. Everyone we meet must go because dare we leave anyone behind on a severely damaged or burning earth? No. We must pull as many people towards love for God that we can. Anything that works!! We must begin now.
During
my web search, I found that Mary has been
appearing in countries all around the world and her appearances have increased
in the last twenty years. Mary, like any mother whose children are in need, is
coming to earth because we desperately need her. Why is the Queen of Heaven
appearing so often to numerous people in our modern world?
Does she see her son's anger? Do we truly understand how he died and why? Do enough people know that he could have easily stepped out of harms way or that he deliberately allowed the Roman steel to break his bones and torture his body. Does Mary know that our end is coming soon?
Or does Mary appear because she still sees hope? There must be hope else why try? Hope must be on the wind. With every prayer we breath, with every light we share, with every ounce of love, we give Mary hope that we will turn earth around and go forward towards new life for ourselves and earth.
I write too much. Who would read this? Most people who need the message, don't look for it. In fact they shun anything religious. Yet, just being a good person counts for something. Maybe some have picked up the idea by some religions that they don't fit. This is wrong. Everyone fits. Everyone can fit into heaven. There must be simple rules or a minimum because few of us are saints. There are simple rules—God’s Ten Commandments and Jesus’ most simple one—Love one another.
5/19/07
At the beginning of our visit this morning, Jesus first took me to say hello to various people on the mountain. He wanted to show me the different people who are meeting to spread the light. Many, many people have joined these efforts to spread light, if for no other reason, I suspect, and then the feeling it gives us of doing something for our world. We are tired of waiting for leaders to act; it feels good to step up and do what we can to make changes.
Jesus said, “Your efforts are working.”
He means that all of us together are making progress in putting blinders on the darkness. Our efforts are effective because the light is turning minds and souls away from the dark path. People who run businesses are looking at their impact on the world, leaders are thinking more of their constituents, street people are taking note of how they contributed to their own downfall, people are taking another look at their lives and asking what they can do that is different and helpful. Each small change or effort pushes tendrils of bright light into the dark molasses that smothers us.
Mary’s words are true. Heaven’s light blinds Satan and those who follow him. We are spreading the light on Saturdays and every day we meditate and pray for people. This morning I was given a huge glowing globe of God’s energy to carry with me. I used it everywhere I found government leaders or business meetings, I covered vast freeway intersections with its light energy, I stepped into corporate meetings and surrounded each of the members, I went into farm houses and hugged people, and at the end, I joined the others and we sent bursts of light down into the depths of the earth. The whales also joined in this effort of lighting up the center of the earth and then we spread the light up into the sky as far as the space station.
Many people had this same energy to spread around. As I write of this, thousands of people in every country are doing the same thing I just wrote about. Mary is pleased. It has always been said that she will overcome the devil one day. I believe she means to do this during our life times and with our help. I am proud to be in her service.
Last night when I met with Jesus, we talked about the older movie I had just watched on disk. If anyone wants to know what angels look and act like, watch the movie, “Powder.” I knew as I looked at him that I was looking at an angel or a greatly evolved human, they are sometimes the same thing.
This was when Jesus and the angels spoke to me. They told me that electricity and the power they carried in their bodies was part of the reason they no longer have hair. At first it was radiation from fallout and cancer but eventually they chose to allow and enhance the effect. Their statement reminds me of a girl I saw in the news during the Virginia Tech tragedy who had no hair. She probably did this as a statement about cancer but she looked truly beautiful. Youth and baldness can go together as beautiful, but old people don’t look so great without hair. If I were young, I think I would emulate the angels in looks as well as attitude. As an old lady, I’ll just need to settle for acting like a more mature, evolved human.
A few people, here and there, might have begun to truly evolve into angels. Just recently I learned of a Buddhist Monk who lay down to die and through metamorphosis turned himself into a rainbow. As I read of this event, I was certain that it was true. Sometimes I know truths below my conscious awareness because I have been given this knowledge. The other night, I traveled to Ribbon World and as I walked the meditative path, a glowing red, ribbon-god flowed into and through my body. I believe they gather, share and exchange information. This infrequent exchange of information below the conscious level might be why I am so certain of specific ideas. Not sure.
5/22/07
I meditated for a moment before I turned on the rosary. I wanted to feel the light flow from my center before I started. Also, I wanted to walk through the Cathedral of Light while saying the rosary and I wasn’t sure how well it would work out because maybe my mind can’t concentrate on two things at the same time.
I think because I listen to a video of the rosary and so only say it mentally, it proved not to be a problem. In the Cathedral of Light, I walked around to a few places of interest, to the living wall of the new testament far overhead, to the scrolling Koran with such beautiful writing, and then I waked past trees and flowers to the statue of Jesus. I call it a statue only because I don’t know what else to call it. It is more like a living hologram because Jesus is there when you ask him to be. Jesus walked with me through the Cathedral at the same time he was alive at the statue. I don’t understand how.
The Cathedral exists on angel world more than our own, so somehow Jesus is alive in this statue that isn’t a statue. Jesus didn’t enlighten me as to the facts, but he did agree I could use hologram as a model, inaccurate, I am sure.
We walked to Mary’s statue where the same strange circumstances apply. Her statue surrounded by a thousand roses also has come alive for each of us who pray to her here. Somehow, she appears in person to each of us. It is hard for us to appreciate how Jesus and Mary can be alive and present as we pray, which is why I explained it as like a living hologram. We are too primitive to fully understand.
We know all the world loves Mary, yet, I was surprised by the many people who were lined up to receive a blessing and a rose from Mary. Usually, only a few monks or other very religious people know to walk in the Cathedral of Light. It takes mindfulness, thoughtfulness, and imagination to get here. Children are capable of this and come there easily if I invite them. Adults are often uncertain of using the mind or even meditating. This will change as we grow more towards the light. The physical symbols we once used to surround us with holiness will become less necessary because our mental contact with Jesus or Mary will serve that purpose.
In front of Mary’s statue, I met an elderly man, bent over with age, and helped him pick out the right color rose. He walked away straighter with the rose in hand. Here, on Angel World, there is no need to hobble or crawl. Another person with a chair got up, walked over past the bench, and stood directly in front of Mary’s statue with his head hung low for a moment. His chair stay behind after he left as symbol of his need. I don’t know if he was healed in this world, but he felt healed in that one. The angels told me that he was able to walk. More people, came to give Mary honor and ask her blessing.
I thought of my family members who are in need her blessing too and brought their souls to stand before Mary. I handed one member a red rose as I continued to pray for her. I brought two more family members here to bask in Mary’s holy aura and receive a rose as I prayed for them.
I often find it interesting the color of rose I chose for the day or that people pick for themselves. I am not sure of the symbolism for each color. Probably, it is personal. I also took a rose for my own heart and this day I chose a large pink one. I felt glorious and happy.
Jesus walked with me as we left the rose arbor and Mary’s statue that isn’t a statue. As we walked down the path past tulips and green grass, I asked Jesus for reassurance.
“Is the light truly working?”
He assured me it was even though we can’t see its effect.
I thought to ask him how the statues could be real and not real, but I didn’t. I knew I wouldn’t understand his explanation if he chose to give one. Often he doesn’t. I had once question that I thought was more important to ask.
“Much of
the world, along the
Jesus answered me. “Enough of God’s light will ease or lighten the worst effect.”:
I suddenly understood that he meant that people would be less hurt by the effects if we continue to pray and send out the light. Maybe it won’t not stop the wild fires, but our effort might ease personal tragedies. Actually, I believe if we pulled ourselves together and everyone put their minds towards change, we could reverse any dire predictions.
“This is true, but …”
“I understand.” I said to Jesus. “Earth is too mired in darkness to achieve such a abrupt change.” Jesus nodded.
The healing effect of the light can effect our soul and mind by giving us a sense of well-being, but it won’t flip us forward overnight. We learn to manage our affairs as if God were by our side, and in truth, he could be. Knowing Jesus is with me takes so much of the fear and uncertainty away, it is amazing. A great deal of the darkness’ effect on us shows up in fear for ourselves or our families. Jesus came here to show us that life is a transition between worlds, knowing that life is transitory can calm down the fear. Any time I feel severely attacked or put under great distress, I imagine God’s arms wrapped around me as they are around people living on paradise worlds and my load lightens immediately. If enough of us felt enwrapped in God’s embrace, earth would no longer be a problem, but a paradise.
5/26/07
This morning was beautiful. As soon as I closed my eyes and began to meditate, Mary stood next to me in glowing splendor. It seemed as if power flowed from her into me and I could see sparks of energy build up between my hands. Then I viewed other people on the mountain and they were also surrounded with sparks of energy. We were suddenly a people-forest of light.
I am convinced that we can go about our daily lives, a least for a while, with this energy still active in us after we are done meditating. Many of the people who gathered on the mountain are more able than I am to make daily contact with people. The holy energy that surrounds them will be put to great use.
Instead of going to specific people right away, I sent heaven’s energy in rolling waves of sparkling lights and strings of lightning outward. I noticed that others did the same. I saw for myself that I was more powerful if I pushed from the front, but what about the back.
Jesus answered me right then saying, “The energy you visualize flowing in front of you also flows all around.”
This means that I don’t need to try to see all around myself to send a doughnut of energy into the surrounding land and hearts of people. It seemed to me that people unknowingly, but sometimes willingly absorbed the light. I tried to cover everyone from a omniscient point of view: the women who drive their children into church every Sunday, the men who cut the grass and take care of yard, the older people hanging on quietly, the children at play or still asleep in their beds. I tried to cover everyone I could imagine with love and light and God-energy.
Then I seeped into hot spots of darkness, young people swearing and acting tough, smoking, pushing dope. I pushed back at them with the light of God telling them to be better people, be good to those around them, at least in their own way. Any step toward God, no matter how small, is priceless.
At one point the light became like
a simi-solid glow that filled all of
5/27/07
I need to be careful because the devil is always trying to trick me, but still, I am sure that Jesus stood near me during the whole mass while the Orchestra and Choir of Assumption Grotto played this morning. They were exquisite. When I watched the choir walk to communion I was surprised to see that each one looked so normal, like any one of us. yet, they had sung so heavenly my spirit soared.
I imagined
the Cathedral of Light growing strong enough to hover over all
Jesus spoke to me during one part of the mass. When we read from the Responsorial Psalm, he commented on the words which read: “You will take away their spirit, and they shall fail, and into dust they will return. You will send forth your spirit and they will be created, and you will renew the face of the earth.”
Jesus said, “God creates it all at every moment. The world is continually at its end and its beginning.”
I shivered at his words because I felt their truth deep in my soul. We owe every thing and every moment of our existence to God. All matter and motion and thought pours out from God at all times. We are God’s dream.
This is too much for us to know. We can’t handle something like this easily. We are lucky to attribute our birth to God let alone our whole, living lives, yet some people dare attribute him nothing. No matter, even these people in denial he kisses with love or they would not take their next breath.
5/28/07
I have been noticing that the more I pray formal prayers, the further away I feel from Jesus and Mary. That may seem odd, but it is true. I prefer the intimate talks I used to have with Jesus before I got so busy. When I get too busy with work and everyday living I feel the lack of his presence. Imagine being to busy to take the time to sit down, relax my mind, and visit with Jesus. Really dumb and hurtful. He has told me in the past that he prefers personal visits to formal prayers. Long, formal prayers seems to create an unnecessary distance between us. This is probably true with Mary too, although she hasn’t told me this specifically.
Certainly, I say formal prayers during the mass and I try to say a rosary each day which can be repetitive. Mary has asked us to pray the rosary and that is enough reason to do so. Yet, Mary has told me she likes the way I use the rosary to focus on people who need prayer. Sometimes, while I say the rosary I feel Mary’s presence close by.
With Jesus, I think the situation is different because he is ever the teacher, therefore more down to earth. He teaches me and I pass it along to other people. This writing, for instance, is per his instructions. I was thinking about the difference between a formal read prayer and intimate talks with Jesus when he suddenly spoke.
He said, “Write it down.”
So here it is. Jesus wants you to talk to him, person to person. If you think about it, most formal prayers that are read, were first conceived of by a person speaking heart to heart in mental talk with Jesus. Each of us can do the same and save the more formal prayers for gatherings when we need to be in concert with one another.
As to the traveling we used to do together, Jesus tells me that we will travel again, but for now, it is ok not to. The purpose of our traveling was to show other people where to go and how to get there. Jesus meant to instruct us on the variety of life out there in the vast universe. If he feels that he wants to teach us further, he will do so. For now, it is enough to absorb what he has already showed us. It takes time to assimilate new ideas. Heaven knows this and has great patience with us.
I know that Jesus teaching has changed my life. Through his many wise lessons my own stupid learning experiences, I feel that I have finally become a worthy, valuable, and mature human being. I have learned that it depraves us to hold on to fears so I have laid them down. Also that it is far better to only want what we already have. I keep only the most treasured goals: that of inquiry and hope.
If I, this silly person who spent most of her life wandering in a haze of ignorance, can learn these valuable lessons, anyone can. It took me many long years, so I need to have patience with other people who haven’t found the truth yet, that it all resides in and depends on God.
5/29/07
The rosary can be considered a repetitive prayer, but Mary has helped me turn it into a intimate and personal one. Just as I began the rosary this morning, I wondered how it helps people or how I could explain its importance to the world. Mary broke into my thoughts and spoke.
Mary said, “I will show you what the rosary does for people.”
Lately, I mentally say the rosary along with Sister Angelica and other nuns in the video. During the recitation of the mystery and the Lord’s Prayer I concentrate on the words and Jesus suffering. During the Hail Mary’s I often focus on members of my family, and did so this morning.
With Mary
at my side, I felt that I was sending out more blessings than usual. Then
during the last half of the rosary, Mary showed me what her rosary can do for
people. As I directed my focus in a certain direction, the people I saw, as if
I had an omniscient view, began to glow softly. When I turned my attention to
business people in offices downtown, each person glowed with soft light. As I
turned my attention to homes and mothers caring for young, they glowed with
inner radiance. As I continued my focus into
Mary helped me to understand that the soft glow of prayer that filled each person was a protection against evil. In a sense, the glow of light inside each person from the Hail Mary was capable of blinding Satan to that person for a while. Mary’s gentle glow of heavenly light can fill a person with holiness. After my prayers moved on, I am sure the effect lingered in the person prayed for. Surly some people felt a moment of quietude at a touch from Mary’s own soul. Joy surrounded my own heart to bursting.
5/31/07
I woke up thinking about what Jesus said about God remaking the world the other day. If God continually remakes the world then we of the earth are getting exactly what we work hard to get—an ever spiraling mess. Could God be throwing in the towel? Ending us and the world with a whimper?
As soon as I wrote the last sentence, I knew it wasn't true. Both Jesus and Mary have been trying to warn us of danger for the last hundred years and this has intensified during the last thirty. Today all of heaven is screaming at us to save ourselves because we still have time. I have been told that we have about twenty years to stop this forward march towards disaster before it becomes irreversible.
Twenty-five
million people have recently been displaced by environmental disasters and
another 24 million from war and social ills. Shamefully, much of their pain has
been caused by the drive for profit by multinationals and other business
people. I watched a good program on TVO last night about what is happening in
Profit
without controls is a huge tsunami hitting on the beach of the world. The
eucalyptus trees in
This
describes one little pimple on the face of our giant world, but the acne is
spreading. I doubt if many residents in
One thing was said in the program that struck hard, "Climate change is irreversible." Therefore those millions of displaced people will keep multiplying until…until what? Until we halt the excessive drive for profit, overuse of natural resources, and cut our expensive life styles. We all know this, have known it for a long time. Why haven't we done enough to stop the rampage?
What must
God think of our stupidity? Today, God might ask a modern Job, "Can you
turn earth's heat thermostat off?" or "Can you restart the
I am not a multinational or even a business person so what can I do? I can live simply, so that others may live. I admit it is easier for me because I am no longer raising a family. If I knew how, I would lead a drive to put a percentage limit on excess profit and turn our great human energy towards building excellence instead of wealth, and turn our faces towards God. With enough voices we could demand electric automobiles, a solar panel for every roof, and a windmill in every backyard. With God we might be able to accomplish this, without God, probably not. But perhaps we were meant to come close to a final state—one only God can fix. Lift up your mind to God, or perish. Change or die. Fix it, or else.
5/31/07
I usually
see movies late because I rent the cds. This was true with the movie Blood Diamond. All I could think of
while I watched it was how naive I am to believe that the world could change
for the good. Still, I hold on to hope, and so must Jesus and Mary. I believe
that if we stopped the excessive wealth and extravagance in
Personally, I don’t feel any guilt. I have no diamonds, or cheetah rugs, or ivory statues. The only luxury I claim is a computer and air conditioner in the bedroom and I feel fortunate to have a part time job. We can’t help but to go about our lives of work or shop. We must live, even though others suffer. What we can do is cut the overabundance of glut from our lives, lope off the excess, the luxuries, the exploitation, the waste.
Perhaps you admire the rich person who walks into a bank. Not me. That person makes me cry with shame. I am ashamed there is a Forbes list that honors the top 100 richest companies. I would be proud to read about the top 100 companies who sell shares to their employees, who do honor human ingenuity, and who reinvigorate the environment rather than rape it.
Jesus has just told me, “I like what you wrote.”
Maybe something I write will help, or maybe if driven to a corner, we will finally learn. The city of blood diamonds is at peace now and the fight is supposed to be over. One pimple off the face. There truly is hope.
I need add
after seeing the movie that