Raw Notes Page ~ Talks w Jesus

May 05

5/1/05

            I need to write about the message in the reading today in church, Acts:5-8, 14-17. It was about the Holy Spirit and also about possession. I found myself writing these notes down during the mass because I was so excited by the idea. I started to think that the Holy Spirit is like mental telepathy, people speaking mind to mind, but then as I wrote, I realized it probably wasn't that pronounced an effect because they needed to actually put their hands on the person, but the Holy Spirit’s presence was detectable by the apostles. After a few apostles preached to a group of people, they had to send for other apostles because the group was still lacking in the Holy Spirit.

            They must have been able to tell by the touch of each other’s mind.

As I wrote that mind must be imprinted with the Holy Spirit. Jesus suddenly nodded as I wrote the word, imprint.

Then it must be true. People would be imprinted with the Holy Spirit, and its presence or lack was detectable by the apostles. No one has ever imagined that people's looks change when they receive the Holy Spirit, so it must be the mind and heart that changes. It is just possible that a discerning person could detect an aura, but that probably wasn't usual.

            If the apostles were able to detect one another, mind to mind, it probably wasn't over large distances in their day. Would they have thought such a thing was possible? But the effect of knowing each other intimately through the mind would be enough of a continuing miracle to bind people to Jesus. We know they received a number of different gifts from the Holy Spirit which means the mind was imprinted with a higher level of human potential, different for everyone, just like on the new earth that Jesus showed me. The ability to speak to different people, regardless of their language, testifies that at least a few of the apostles had the ability to speak directly into the mind of people. 

            Today, the same thing applies. I don't know if it has been going on since Jesus time, probably so, but in our modern world, this mind to mind communication or touch has the potential to expand greatly.

What threw me during the reading was a question, why were so many people possessed? Most explanations speak of the ignorance of people back then, that they didn't understand about mental illness. Jesus understood very well about mental illness. Jesus knew what was truly going on. In fact, one possessed person, spoke to Jesus by name.

            It is interesting that the people gave a sharp cry as the possession left them. Was this because the invading mind had been cut out of the person too suddenly? In the reading today, it doesn't imply that these people were acting in any way bizarre. We usually think of possession as something that makes a person do strange things, but what if it just turns a person from the correct path or turns a person from God? The people in the reading seemed normal in every respect except they weren’t tuned in with God.

            Today, many people seem possessed by something. I want to understand what that something is. I ask Jesus help in this. I have supposed that people from the near future, because they might have the ability to do so, are sending their own minds into us. Jesus doesn't dispute this idea.

            What I need to know is their purpose and why they seem so angry. Why not beautiful people possessing people? Well it wouldn't be done because they wouldn't assume such a right. The only time someone seems possessed is when they are greatly upset or angry. Could it be that we become more open to attack at times like this, or is it that the anger comes into us from somewhere else?

            If their purpose is what I am imagining then it is not only frightening, but understandable. What if they have no life they can live? What if they are laying in comatose positions and invading us with their dreams? What if we destroyed the earth and left them no place to go but into our heads?

            I think this idea may not be the correct cause. If they could truly take possession then they could also change us enough so we wouldn't destroy the earth, their earth too. Just the opposite seems to be happening. During the moments of possession, the people, I assume, but we only read and learn about such cases after a person goes berserk, seem to lack our ideal of a good earth and society. So who and what type of being is doing the possessing, back in Jesus time or today? The only answer I can come up with is to go back to the age old enemy of mankind, back to the evil spirits coming up from where they were sent to rot, back to evil.

            Ok, get off evil, but I just had to throw my questions out, even if I did run around in a circle back to where I began, and back to Jesus explanations of two thousand years ago. He smiles at my quandary of uncertainty, but he doesn’t deny that I am on the right path. That too is worrisome.

 

 

5/3/05

            This is something Jesus told me not to write. It happened a few weeks ago, but I was thinking about it this morning and wondering what it meant. I thought that I wanted to write it so it would be in my notes. (Jesus told me I could put it on the web now.)

            So today I write what I felt and saw but my explanations are all guess work. To Jesus, I think, it is self explanatory. To me, a puzzle that I keep thinking about.

            What happened is simple: Jesus took me to before the strange white circle of beings who are the judges. I have been presented before them before and wrote of them on the web, but I can’t remember if I referred to them as judges. This time they were certainly judges.

            I was asked a few questions, some I don’t remember. One stands out: How would you control the people? I answered that I didn’t want to control any people. I wanted to let people control themselves. This pleased Jesus, I could tell. He had presented me as an example of someone who isn’t driven towards power. I am proud that he considers me a fit example to prove that all earth people aren’t bad. (the fact that I am able to travel with him has much to do with myself as example also).

            The judges then asked me: “How would I stop the self destruction of earth?”

The implication was that if we weren’t under control, then we would self destruct. I felt perplexed at such a question. I answered, “Do you think we would do that?”

            Then the interview was over and I have been thinking about it ever since. I have asked Jesus, “Don’t they know that there is only a specific number of people who cause all the evil?  That most people are good. Am I wrong about humanity having an enemy who corrupts us?

Jesus said, “That can’t see that.”

This is serious. I got the impression that “the plan isn’t going well” or “the earth isn’t productive?”

Jesus gave me the impression that I was right.

I asked, “But then how do they see us? They seem to be missing most of everything that goes on.” I added, “If they are such mighty overlords,  why can’t they see what is truly going on?”

Even worse, I was thinking, is the possibility that they might not care about cause only results. I know that Jesus is an advocate for the people of earth. He has probably been fighting to prove our worthiness for a long time.

Then I supposed that they might see us as only a glob hanging in dark space, or as a ball of light that gives off emotions? Jesus implied that I was correct in this thinking., They only see the whole effect, not the reasons or causes that drive our society.

So what is going on? It is serious, that much I know. I suspect that it becomes more serious and dangerous for us as we attempt to enter space. They will not let corrupt people join in the space unity ( whatever it is called) They also have the means to squash like a ripe tomato if they choose. That was the purpose of the visit, to prove that we are worth preserving? Worth another attempt at life?

It was right after this visit that the angels said to me, “It will be done.” They meant they will help with our effort to spread God’s light. Heaven will help with this drive to clean up earth. I think the beings I met are what drove Jesus to die for us. Jesus had to prove to them that his death could change us. It certainly did, but maybe the corruption is growing again. Last time, the time without Jesus, we did burn earth to a crisp, Jesus showed me. Are we heading towards that destruction again? The plan will move forward and our fate may be determined by how well it works. 

            Let me tell you, these beings were huge against the backdrop of the stars. I think about that movie where they grab people off earth and play with time. Not too different in ability, just purpose. These beings I met, these judges, were far above our understanding. They are beyond time as we know it. Jesus is one of them who speaks for us. they watched Jesus death take fruit and are willing to allow this plan to roll forward too, but it may be our last chance.

            While talking to them, I couldn’t believe that they truly thought we would kill off earth. Now I understand that they don’t just believe it, they have witnessed it. That this time around may be our last. I keep thinking of that film strip that I pretend and imagine holds our world running and how easily they could wipe if off if they chose. If the movie isn’t worth watching, get rid of it? Ok, an exaggeration, but I am frightened just the same.

            I would like to put this on the web at some point because I believe everyone needs to read this, but I need to ask permission of Jesus. He always knows what is best for us. I am not sure why he told me not to before. Perhaps because their presence as judges is too frightening. Well, that could be good for us. But I have put enough strange ideas on the web for a while, so will wait to put this on at another time.

            And if all if this is God’s dream, then they are in the dream too, and they too are illusions. The whole universe runs at Gods pleasure. But they, as mighty as they are, must know this as well.

 

 

5/5/05

            It is kind of funny and hurtful at the same time. A possible incident is building on my street that is so minor it is laughable, yet strong emotions follow both sides. I see it as a microcosm of conflicts that are happening all over the world. These little or large conflicts that flare on and off like twinkling lights on a Christmas tree and I wonder who has control of the plug.

            Well, back to basics. Should people put trash out on the empty lot or not? They have been doing it for years and I have been complaining for years. What happens is that one person puts out a bag or pile of splintered wood a week after the monthly pick-up, and then another person throws old furniture on top, and another person comes along and adds twigs etc to the pile. The result is that, month after month, we need to drive past that pile of junk.

            I couldn't wait for this month's pick up. I went out a spent two hours raking and cleaning up the spot next to the curb. Then I put the flowers I had bought in the ground and put an old wire fence around the area, also a bird bath with a planter on it. I spent less than five dollars on the spot because I didn't know how it would fare. That same day, I came home and found the bird bath thrown against a tree and the small wire fence pulled up. I put it back in place and watered the flowers.

            The man who lives across the street bet me that it wouldn't last. His brother bet me that it would. I told them both I intend to pray for the spot. We all laughed, but I am serious. I even asked the angels to help me. They said, "It is time to do it yourself." Well, I will try.

            I got a call later that night from a lady, about my age, who lives on the street. She was very irate that I took her spot away. "Where will I put my trash now?" she added. "We have been putting it there for years." I tried to explain nicely that it isn't supposed to be there. It didn't seem to make her happy. Later that night, another neighbor called to thank me for planting the flowers. Feeling are flying in both directions.

            This morning I wondered if the flowers had been uprooted because my signs were gone. The flowers were still there, and good riddance to the signs, if they won't be needed. I don't know. I think it will be a small miracle if the flowers last the summer.

            I wondered what I could do to help that lady this morning. She works hard and may have a lot on her mind. Maybe I'll send her a friendly card. I am in the right, and most people living around here want the flowers, but that doesn't always help a situation.

            I was also thinking of the ways Jesus helped us while he was alive, the miracles of healing he preformed. I thought that if there was one single ability I could do like Jesus, it would be to chase the demons away. I would help people possessed by these enemies who invade our psyches, our souls. The more I thought about this notion, the more I realized that this is what the light from the Source already does.  Not as grandly or noticeably as Jesus did, but the light from God is food for our souls. This must also mean that the light clears the soul of detritus. Yes, I am sure of it.

            We can't see the immediate results of God's light, but it may work by cleaning house, by prying away at what ails us. One way to know it is works is the effort the enemy puts out to stop it. I have had days where I feel there is no need to spread the light, feelings that I should skip helping people, feelings that I am on the wrong path. Jesus is always there to help me dispel those feelings.

            The point is that it is working, the light pours from all the groups who gather into a circle to spread the light. Every person who contributes also carries this brighter light around with them. As Jesus said once before, "They hate the light." That is the best reason I can think of to gather light within yourself and spread it around. The other reason is that it brings us all closer to God.

 

 

5/6/05

            It is amazing where we can pick up knowledge, even in a meant to be silly newspaper article about Star Wars. The article reported a few churches were using the movie as a theme for their sermons then stated, “Then ‘Star Wars’ concept if the Force, for example, probably matches most closely with the Hindu tenet of OM, a divine power that kinks all of creation.”

            I felt flabbergasted at reading this explanation for OM. Well, that resembles the Source  which is all of creation, the divine power that makes it all possible. I just had to look the word up in the Dictionary of World Religions and learned OM is the ‘seed’ of all mantras. It is the sound of creation. I realized right away that the Source is the soul of the Big Bang. When is the Source? No one has ever told me, but I assume that it is ongoing. Could beginning and ongoing be the same thing? Why not? It would also dissemble at the conclusion of the universe when life was complete?

            Braman’s blink that awakens the universe, the source of power, the eternal principle behind the universe and the gods. Impersonal, absolute, and the essence of self or Atman. This explains why Jesus told me that a spark of the Source is in each one of us. It is the essence of our own self.

            Right about now, Y should be smiling at me. He knew all along how well the sound OM fit all the ideas I write about. I didn’t. But on reflection and as I keep learning, I find that everything fits. God made it that way. People of different times and places picked up various aspects of God and they all work. They all mean the same thing. Every time I look back at ancient history through the bible or any other writing I come up with bits and pieces of the same God and Source and light and angels and--everything.

            The same truth rises up everywhere. Jesus of today reflects the view of a complete earth, not just a single sect in one corner of it. A concept none of us could have grasped until we saw the earth hanging like a blue marble against the dark velvet of space. We had to learn how minute and yet grand our earth could be before we could see the different parts made whole.  

 

 

5/7/05

            I woke up this morning wondering why I woke up thinking about the enemy. Why do I write so much about the hidden enemy? It isn’t as if I was facing lightening bolts every day. I have a nice enough life, but I am plagued by the knowledge of what can and is done to us in secret. We deserve more. Most people probably never realize there is such an enemy lurking in psyches, news, systems etc, because the attacks can be subtle and infrequent. I guess I write for those who discern that something is amiss and want to protect themselves against it. That is my purpose, as far as I know.

            Just last night, Jesus came to me in the form of a man wearing white. He had me follow him, but instead of going someplace, I was just given the sensation of following Jesus while he spoke to me. I think the walk was to get my undivided attention because that is what he talked about.

            Among other things, he said, “You should use the light throughout the day. Let the light fill yourself and then send it out often.”

            Then Y stepped in and joined our walk. As if to heighten Jesus words, he told me that I was being severely attacked. He said I was ok now but in real danger. I immediately understood that he was right. I could feel myself slipping backwards. My mind tended to wander away from meditation lately, and the many years I have been meditating makes my lack of concentration seem suspicious. I kept thinking lately that the light wasn’t needed, or asked how I knew it was working. The doubts are a symptom of the attack. Because I describe my meditation on the web all the time, I become a vivid target. My openness is a weakness the enemy can exploit, just as democracy can't help being open to those who do wrong. 

            Even under pressure of a bad day, I can usually keep in mind that the light God sends out through us is working, even if I can’t detect the results. The same idea of light and darkness runs throughout history and wouldn't unless it was valid. I find it mentioned in many scriptural books. I was reminded of this when I read something yesterday that perked up my interest in the Essences and the Dead Sea Scrolls. I have a small, torn book someplace but can’t find it. Suddenly I wanted to know more about the cosmic battle that is coming after seven major wars. Ever since I deciphered Revelation, I see scriptural writings differently. My mind sees deeper than it used to; I now see underlying messages in the bible and other writings that I was once blind to. So even if I read a book in the past, it would do me well to take another glance. For all we know, the Essences could have been at the inception of the same battle that is now raging.

            Perhaps the same battle that Jesus told me wouldn’t be fought in the field, but in the hearts and minds and souls of each person. Our battle is not a bath of blood that falls onto the soil, but a silent, spiritual wearing away or building up of the soul that might last an eternity. The very thought of eternity makes me shudder in sorrow for any souls left to linger on the wrong side.

            We have been fighting this battle for a long time, good verses evil, light verses dark. All our books and movies depend on this battle as much as the bible. According to Revelation, there is a final battle. I just hope we are not in it now. One of the hints when I read my name, backwards is that I will enter this battle late. So I can only guess at what has been going on before I finally got up and took a good look around. Now, I believe am doing my part; I write and that seems to be enough.

Jesus said to me the other day, “Don’t stop writing.”

He meant that even though I tend to get lazy about other things, don’t get lazy about writing. It must have more importance than I know. Sometimes I tend to shrug the web notes off as not being important because I will never get paid for any of it. But if Jesus wants it, then I will keep it up, my payment is satisfaction for a job well done.

I need to laugh. I woke up this morning determined to apologize to anyone who reads this for writing about so many different fears and warnings. Perhaps I should down play the stranger ideas. It isn’t as if I live my life always thinking about such things. My life is normal until I sit down to write, then I explode. My excuse is that I am digging for the truth, but no matter how deep the hole, I never find a bottom; besides, I need to explore all avenues, even the ones that may prove to be untrue.

So I also ask if waking up with these thoughts are a subtle move on the enemy’s part, a way to stop my writing? Don’t know. After Jesus warning, I did meditate last night for a few minutes before I went to sleep. So maybe the meditation protected me from greater harm. I will keep it up and also try to remember to send out the light during various moments throughout the day.

Speaking of good verses evil. I noticed, for the 1st time, how the show “Star Gate” puts this into perspective. They use a physical snake to turn a single person into a person with a double psyche. The person is switched on to anger and hate after the invasion. The same thing I perceive as actually going on, but a more subtle level. The TV series gives the cosmic battle a physical dimension which helps people to visualize the truth. I think the angels are pushing the truth at the writers to help us understand.

 

 

5/7/05

            As soon as I closed my eyes this morning in meditation, the Beautiful Lady came to me and gave me some of her light. She also told me she would give me her name soon. I felt strong and holy as she filled me with her light so I could share it with the world.

            I joined the circle and we turned and sent the light around. Then I felt that I had to do more, so, as a giant, invisible person, I took a long, slow walk the length of the US and around the world. I went to the east coast and walked down towards the south, around and then into South America and at its lowest tip, I stepped onto Antarctica and on to Africa. Walking north I went up to the Middle East and China and then Russia and back to Alaska and the west coast of America. I attempted to cover all the land on earth and the oceans too with the light the Lady had given me.

            What surprised me as I walked were the millions upon millions of bright soul lights that greeted my passage. Bright souls met my own for a momentary touch before I walked on. Some countries seemed to have fewer bright souls glowing than others, but all nations had some.

            This makes sense if the whole world is involved in the battle for the soul. I thought again of those people in China who began a religious battle a few years ago, got thrown into prison to work at hard-labor, but who’s lighted souls keep enduring. Good for them. I think the dark in the world is getting dimmer because God's light is taking its place. We are winning.

 

 

5/8/05

Something is going to be found soon that will have even more importance to religion than the Dead Sea Scrolls.  It was Jesus who told me this and then would say no more. I wish I could tell people where to dig and what they might find, but I can't. That is the way of heaven. I think they can only give hints because to give more would disrupt the event/stream? Ok, just a guess, but it makes sense.

            This isn't the first time Jesus has told me something important will be found. I hope someone doesn't keep a lid on it if it is found, but I have been assured that this won't happen. I asked Jesus if I should write about what he said.

            His answer was, "You should write everything I say." He was being humorous, of course. Actually, I do try and write everything, but can't always remember every point. I wish I had a tape recorder inside my head. Oh, what a horrible thought, someone just might invent one.

 

 

5/8/05

            I will be signing my book, Heaven’s Own and giving a talk at the Detroit Book Festival in The Detroit Public Library at Woodward and Warren this Saturday at 12:30 in the philosophy and religion department. A fitting place for me to hold a talk. ha.Walden-books at the Renaissance Center location will have my book centrally located for purchase during the festival and I will have a few with me. The book can also be purchased on line, but make sure the copyright is 2005.

            Hope to see you there.

 

 

5/13/05

            It is amazing if you think about all the special abilities Jesus demonstrated for us, and even more that Jesus showed me when we travel. Abilities such as knowing another person’s mind and life, the ability to be at two places at once, turning his body into one of light, healing sick people, growing withered limbs, cleaning minds of demons, teleportation, and of course, resurrection from death.

            We tend to think right away, well, he was a special case, no ordinary person could do such things. Yet, Jesus showed me on the New Earth that ordinary people can do such things. We were made by God with the ability to do such things if we choose to learn.

            Remember what Jesus told us, “If you had the faith of a mustard seed, you could tell this tree to jump in the sea and it would.” [get quote]

            But no matter how many times you go outside and tell your tree to jump into the sea, it won’t. Why not? We accept Jesus was exaggerating to wake us up and make a point. But I don't think he wasn’t exaggerating by too much. We mere mortals should be able to do the things Jesus did because he was also a mortal. We could think of his abilities as a demonstration for what we too can do. His life showed us humans the full extent of our potential. Our travels showed me even more.

            All this writing brings me to what I actually want to write about: imagination. My granddaughter gave me a clue to how we think after I tried to help her meditate and travel with Jesus. She said, “But isn’t it just imagination?”

            Well, yes, it is on some level imagination, but what is imagination? I have learned that imagination is vastly more serious and vital than anyone ever suspected before. When I sit back and allow myself to drift off or step into that half awake state just before sleep, I find myself experiencing through someone else's eyes or watching snippets of actual events, events that might be happening somewhere in the world. They could as well be events that will happen in a movie I haven’t watched yet. And I need to ask myself if it means I am picking up on the actors emotions and thoughts or am I just a wanderer, sliding around from one scene to another. What is the difference between a movie set of occurrences and a real ongoing event?

            I have seen myself as different people going about their business, as if I had joined them in some endeavor for a short second. I don’t see enough to know what is going on, or what the objects mean, or why I am at that certain place and time, or what book scene I am visiting. Yes, I have seen parts of books I haven’t read yet.

            I think I can exclude daydreams, self-creations, and wonderings that mirror yesterday, nevertheless, I have taken note of the things that happen within my closed eye viewpoint that seemed too real to put down as only imagination.

            Perhaps the truth is that it is all going on right now, at the same time, and we are each a part of it. Our limitations may be self created, in part because we can only see a narrow slice of the event or we refuse to believe it could be real. We grow up being taught that nothing in our heads count, that all those visions aren’t really true. We grow up knowing that objects are set apart from ourselves and we can’t change them because we are solid beings living on a solid earth in a solid universe.

            This type of learning is fine for babies and children who haven’t matured yet but it poses a problem when even as mature adults we continue to keep hold of the disinformation that may surround us. It may be this same refusal to see through the illusions that hinder our spiritual growth and our growth into a more mature humanity.

            A good example of what I mean by us being seeped in illusion is on the cover of Discover Magazine this month. The cover states: “If an electron can be two places at once, why can’t you.” Certainly the writer and the scientists know this to be the truth as does most everyone else. 

Yet, Jesus did it. Jesus was a mere man, and Jesus lived a long time ago, so why haven’t we evolved into people who can move like Jesus did yet? Some people have. Through the years, I have read of certain people reported to be able to be in two places at once. Saints in the Sufi, Buddhist, and Christian religions have been reported to do amazing things. We know of one Christian saint who was unwillingly levitated in church in front of witnesses. We have many reports of other saints doing similar things. Did their faith in Jesus overcome their knowledge of the physical world, or were they given something special? We don't know, but I know that we have it within us to do similar things. I even know that this is what Jesus wants for us.

The point is, if they could do such things, why can’t we? Shouldn't we begin training ourselves so that we can? As a start, we should recognize that our imaginings can be as real a vision as anything else we know and witness. We have the potential to see all over the universe at all times because God gave us the mental capacity to do so. So recognizing that we can see into the distance with our minds is a good beginning. Could people also do it without faith in God? I don’t know but I believe no of us can be completely separated from a God who gives constant and continuing birth to all life and thought.

One of the problems is that, like the Buddhists have stated, we are seeped in illusion. We believe we are solid and everyone around is solid, but even our science has discovered that atoms are made up of mostly air and the matter that surrounds us is only solid because we perceive it to be so. We see our world as a solid ball but it has events and time and memories and lives all swirling around and in and out and upwards into a three dimensional cornucopia that abundantly confirms the grandeur of life. We still have so much to learn.

I remember back when this all began for me. I was trying to learn to meditate and two red, beady glowing eyes came towards me from dark space. Jesus had told me that I called it. I thought he mean I called it to earth, but now I know he meant that I called it to myself. It knew that my floating in earth space meant that I was beginning to wake up, the exact opposite of what this thing wanted to happen.

Even since, I have been confronted with many barriers that tried to put a dent in my progress, but it has not stopped me. My short term goal and dream is to see that this thing, man/women with the red eyes gets caught and taken off earth. I see it as a dark blur, that comes and goes from sight, a wing here, a face there as it is sealed inside a tall glass cage standing the US. Then I see the cage disappear because the angels have taken it away. It is the same dark angel who is mentioned in Revelation who fell to earth, the same dark angel visited me one night while I slept. The same one who tried to stop my breath. The same one I chased away with God’s light. This is the dark angel who wears a human body. Its absence will give a breather to human endeavor and spiritual growth and will usher in the one thousand years of peace that is promised in Revelation. This is my dream. It may be imaginary, it may be real, but, at least, heaven likes it too.

 

 

5/15/05

In church Sunday, when Father Thomas said, "We all have realized the Holy Spirit at some time in our lives," I saw a number of heads nod agreement. This pleased me. I don't know if he sees this while he is speaking, but if so, it would certainly be a perk. I couldn’t help wondering at what point in their lives the Holy Spirit came to them, what distress hurt so bad it made someone call out to heaven until heaven answered, what pain turned their faces to look up to God. Many of us have had such an experience and it doesn't end with one encounter. I suppose we could we say that distress can be good because it forces some people to turn to God? But why then, does it turn other people away? It is one of those mysteries of life. I hurt for those who are called, but choose not to answer. Are we all given the chance? It may be that most people aren’t called until they mature, which isn't always determined by age. Some days there are only questions.

 

 

5/20/05

Wisdom walks towards God. To move in any other direction eventually proves unwise. If we want to push against the darkness, and we must or perish, we need to strive to be the best a human can be, wise in mind and strong in body.

The most immature group of humans are the children and young adults. They are lacking in enough experience to understand the real world. Everyone knows this, so why write such a truism. I write it because we have given over many aspects of our world to the least wise in our society-the children. The glorification of youth has become almost a cult.

            One of the most obvious reasons for this is because the young buy or demand the most products in our consumer society. Our movies, television shows, clothing fads, etc all cater to youth and beauty. Beauty is valuable and good for us, but if we get so caught up in its allure that it becomes a thing of worship, then we will grow an unwise society. That seems to be the direction we are heading in now. I don't know what to do about it either, but it is worth thinking about.

 

 

5/22/05

            Every fourth Sunday the classical choir's enchanting sounds fill the church during mass. This pleases my soul because I like this type of music best. I remember my surprise and delight when they first began and even thought of joining them, but didn't. I can't now because I have too many other things to accomplish.

            I thought of this during church Sunday and remembered the talk on PBS news about the opera Margaret Gardner that was playing at the opera house. The news program showed small bits of the opera and an interview with Tony Morrison, the writer. She said she was greatly surprised to find so many classical and opera singers around in the black population. (I dislike using that phrase but there are times when it is necessary to convey exactly what is meant).

            I don't find it surprising because I knew a few singers who tried out for Porgy and Bess when it was in town in the 70's. They used to gather at the 101 piano bar. I sometimes miss those pleasant, remembered times.

            Someone needs to thank the news reporters in television, (Besides PBS who have always shown an honest tableau) and the news papers for finally recognizing classical music singers and the fact that they exist in Detroit. There are a lot of things people do commonly in Detroit that no one ever hears about because the news is too often filled up with rap singers and crime.

            A large number of people in Detroit watch PBS News Hour, don't party every weekend, go to church during the week as well as Sunday, keep their grass cut, are professionally employed, respect their children, and have persistently lived wiser than their young counterparts who's ignorance is blown up in the news. I believe there is a silent majority of good people who should represent Detroit, but who are never heard from because they aren’t news. So, it was nice to see a more rounded off reflection of real Detroiters lately.  

 

 

5/23/05

            I have been reading a few older books from my shelves lately and find it amazing the change in attitudes and concepts since the 60's and 70's. Those years exploded the many minds with wondrous questions and ideas, ideas that probably didn't catch up to the general population until the 1980's. Thankfully, the questions have not stopped for a few people. I was reading comments about the currently controversial books Dan Brown writes and came across an enlightening paragraph from a self-described mystic of the 70's, Robert Anton Wilson. His latest words fit my own hard earned perspective so much, I couldn't help laughing out loud when I read it.

            "The happy live in a happy universe, the sad live in a sad one. Materialists in a material one, spiritualists in a spiritual one. "Facts" adjust to the filing and filtering system of the observer's brain."

            I have found this to be so true. After what I wrote last week about the enemy, I am glad I can still laugh within this dangerous environment I see on earth. We find what we are looking for, and I just keep looking for this enemy, because I have learned to see it everywhere. Oh, the webs we weave inside our brains.

            This may be why Jesus always waits for me to answer my own questions. Only I know what kind of answer I want? What kind of universe do you want to live in, answer accordingly.  Ok, I am just kidding, or think I am?

            Actually, I think my writings have answered what kind of universe I think I am living in. It is scary but hopeful, one where all humans eventually grow upwards towards God, like it or not. I also live in a world where many people allow their reality to be chosen for them, where people can't see the state of their own soul. My world also sits on a cusp of revelation and mind expanding powers or ruin. I opt for the revelation of the mind so push a wake up call whenever I can.

            The 80's were a period of enlightenment for me and many, and began my quest for the truth. This I have to admit solidified my trend towards a universe of good verses evil. The tendency as I see it from our recent past proves that for every step forward into the light by a forward thinking group leader or great thinker, there always comes a counter push disparaging and turning off the light. An example might be Tim Leary, a mystic of the 60's who wound up in a jail cell. I was never a fan of his because of his LSD entanglement, clinical studies, so didn't pay much attention. Yet, he was one of those free thinkers who pushed and expanded the mind. The introduction he wrote for Wilson's book from the 70's talks about combining many diverse ideas into one. He connects the I Ching trigrams with computers, psychology and ideas from Aleister Crowley, Gurdjieff, Crick and Watson's DNA spiral, Carl Sagan, Aldous Huxley, etc. Although I don’t agree with all these people, I accept that they were great thinkers. 

            The point is that if you challenge any religious dogma or try to open up a door to the mind, someone or something quickly steps in to slam it in your face. If you dare to stare hard into the illusion we all swim in, look out, something is coming after you because it doesn't want you to see what is there. For some reason, the truth stays hidden from all of us.

            Well, maybe there isn't only one, certain, real truth to find. The further I dig for the truth, the deeper I find the hole. Yet, I demand the right to take a look-see. I demand the right to open my own mind up to the potentials that are out there, and while I am at it, I hope to open it up for you too.  A tall order, I know.

            Jesus told us we were blind two thousand years ago, we still are. It took me many long years of meditation and study to learn just how blind I really was. I can never thank him enough for stepping in to my world and taking a hand in my growth. With Jesus help, I am learning to at least see visions of possible truths. Thank you Jesus.

 

 

5/25/05

            I think this is the first time this spring that I took the time to sit outside in the evening and feel the pleasure of all the greenery from the trees and grass. My new grass came in beautifully. The color of green trees against the blue sky does something great to the psyche, I don't know what all it does for people, but to me, it gives a sense of peaceful co-existence and oneness with the universe. I suppose if I lived on a different planet such as Mars I might feel soothed by a yellow sky against orange rock. This may have been an actual truth millions of years ago. I love the colors of earth.

            I often wonder what the people of the future have to look at. Do they have as beautiful a world to live in as we do? Or, did we kill all their greenery and even the sky? Did we throw those stupid bombs and destroy even the air they need to breath? Surly, no sane nation would do so. Or did we just use much of it up in pollution? I have learned that we did something, but I am not sure what.

            The Guardians or Great Judges I met who are above our earth seem to think that we are very capable and willing to destroy ourselves. I think they allow certain steps to be taken to insure that this doesn't happen. I am not sure how thankful I feel for their interference. I suppose we all better hope they don't give up on us. It is Jesus who tells them that we are valuable and worth saving, even from ourselves. 

            As I write this, Jesus nods to me and concurs with what I have written. Then my writing must serve as a warning of some kind. Perhaps a very serious warning. We need to remember that Jesus knows what is going on much more than we do; he has a higher point of view. Pun intended.

            I love Jesus deeply and told him so. No matter how hard I am pushed at to stop sending out the light, they can never stop my love for Jesus. Plus, the more they throw their darkness at me, the more the beautiful Lady sends me of her own light. I can feel it pulse and expand within me when I see her glow. Her light is infinite. They will never be able to turn it off or down. She gives it freely to all the world, we only need accept it.

 

 

5/28/05

            Interestingly, the connection I have with a few other minds has no real or normal relationship with distance, space or time. I suspect it matters little if the person is in China, Africa, America, or on the next street. There is no difference in quality or feeling and no way of actually knowing where the person is unless they show me. I do remember talking to one friend who was walking in the Grand Canyon. He told me where he was, but it was obvious when I looked around, though I had never been there.

            I am almost sure that this effect of non-place and non-time is true for the whole universe if we were to contact a person on another planet. Jesus has done just that with me at his side. I have done it on my own by going to Ribbon World. Minds seem able to instantly join into union for communication. Much else may be done in an instant too. But we earthlings are too young to consider what else can be done. My travels with Jesus were as quick as I was able to handle with my untrained mind so Jesus often gave me the sensation of traveling. I am beginning to miss traveling with Jesus. He told me I would. He said that after I had a long enough rest, we would begin traveling once more.

            But I am off the subject of communication. When Jesus speaks to me, or any of us, what is happening? Where is he? Does it matter? No. His mind instantly joins with ours for the purpose of communication. Could this also be what was meant by his leaving the holy ghost here on earth for us. How else could we, as primitive as we were at the time,  have understood his continued presence? He had to use the symbol of a ghost or spirit.

            Also, if Jesus’ mind can fill the universe, then potentially our own minds can do it too, after we mature. I say this because Jesus used himself as a template for instruction for all of us, an example of what a person could do who was born into his times but was from the future. Does this reduce Jesus image in any way if other people one day share his gifts? How could it? Besides, only Jesus died on the cross for us. I believe, and Jesus has told me this, that humanity is supposed to eventually grow into the body of people that God intends, mature and able to share in his universe. This is heaven's wish for us. Now, all we need to do is achieve it.

 

 

5/30/05

            My writing these notes for the web is my prayer. Also, I think that sending out circles of light from the Source is more than a prayer, I think it changes the air that a soul breaths and penetrates the land of souls with light. I say these words in a poetic sense. What is a soul? That portion of the person that holds God's spark of life? That part of the person, often much larger than their physical person? That part of the person that we can't see, although there is much to any person that is hidden from view. So I better look up the word soul and get a proper definition. I tried. It seems it depends on which religion I get the definition from. In Judaism the soul is understood as the guest of the body during life. In Christianity, the soul is potential until it is actualized by our body and growth towards God. There is Atman which is present in every form of life, and in Egypt they called the soul Ka. I guess I call the soul the spark that gives life, or an embodiment of the Source which is from God as the creator. I suppose people have studied this question for a long time and I doubt if I can define it adequately in a just few sentences.  All we can do is try.

            The light comes into our own reality? From a source beyond our reality? God is that source. Therefore the light gives powers that are beyond our normal reality. Is this why the enemy is afraid of it? Or is there some other reason? The enemy has spent much effort on keeping us blind, and strapped to a physical earth? Or at least, physical bodies. At times, I think we even move backwards socially.

            The light moves us in a different direction. It moves us to everlasting life because life beyond our own physical sphere may not have any time at all. We live on a frozen energy planet with frozen energy air to breath. Energy is slowed down to freezing for our sake. Teleportation probably is normal beyond matter's influence. The Lady who came to me in church was not like a physical person. Really, all I could see was the edge of the silver white cloak that covered her head and body and a touch of face. Her beauty was blinding and so glowing in white light that I could hardly see it. it only lasted for a second. I have seen her in my own home, but it was a hard struggle. I think the prayers of the people in church and the holy atmosphere helped me hold on to the vision longer.