6/4/16

All the world needs is love. This is what I suddenly realized as I stood next to Jesus during meditation this morning. Lately I have heard numerous people tell me how Jesus holds them up. One person said that Jesus keeps him healthy, another person said how Jesus keeps them going strong, and another person gives Jesus the credit for their lack of fear. I notice that people who work for Jesus can keep going and doing that work with seemingly boundless energy. Father Thomas is 84 and he takes care of two churches which includes weddings, funerals, and other functions. He gets around as if he were 20 years younger. Those of us sitting at a table after Fridays special Sacred Heart Mass mentioned how amazing it is that he can keep walking through the activity center visiting with this person and that one, forever smiling and patting people on their shoulder. We all agreed his stamina comes from Jesus.

Jesus smiled his agreement to me. He is sending out love to individual people, so much love that it makes up for the lack many of us had in our lives. Our own ability to love is so imperfect compared to the love that Jesus hands out. I think of us as a room full of school children playing and working but getting easily stressed and tired because we are all in great need of love. And along comes Jesus giving out perfect love, a love that gives to each person according to their need. A whisper here, a helping hand there, a push in the right direction there. All Jesus asks of us in return for this abundance of love, that we pass it on to other people. I think when we gather in the light from God’s holy mountain peak, our purpose is to share that love we inhale from God. This is what we share when we step off the mountain and walk across the land spreading light.

6/13/16

My home was broken into last week. I think it was young men looking for money or something to sell. My first thought was that they must have been high on dope or needed money for dope, but maybe this is wrong. Maybe they just want money because they can’t get their own through work and think they have a need and right to someone else’s. I never keep money in my house, so they were out of luck there and they didn’t get much from me to sell either.

If those young men (it is rumored that there were four of them) had jobs, would they have been too busy working or shopping to think of breaking into homes? Possibly. A neighbor told me one of the four were caught while breaking in a home on another street, so it is only a matter of time before they are all caught. Now, we will pay $40,000 a year each for their incarnation.

But what if our democratic government were the employer of last resort, we would have instead footed the bill for $10,000 for employment, enough to buy phones and other stuff young people consider a necessity. Instead, we will now pay an exorbitant price and they will get nothing—not the freedom to walk in a park or go to the beach or just bask in the sunshine. How sad.

This morning during meditation, after meeting with others, I went to a number of people and pointed to the mountain peak filled with God’s light. I went to a man in a white beard who asked me, “What will I do after I get to the mountain?” I told him, “You will find that God’s light is self-explanatory. Once you arrive, you will be so filled with light energy that you will seem to burst at the seams unless you travel back down the mountain to share the light with others.”

I went to a number of other religious leaders who seemed ready to take this next step. A young black preacher, a man wearing strange garments, and a women who seemed holy. To each one, I pointed to the mountain aglow in God light, a beacon for any who are ready to search it out and travel there with their mind. It waits for everyone.

I see more and more people come to the mountain all the time. Just recently I met a man wearing a long brown robe who joined me as I spread the light in the city. He may be from a specific order of monks. A number of nuns from various religions have already joined the movement. It seems a simple and easy step for some people while others need to struggle a bit longer. I was one who struggled for a long while and I still tend to lose my focus. No matter, the reward is worth the stumbles.

This will be one of the paintings in my art show June 24 to 26.

6/13/16

I don’t often get into politics because it seems so futile, but this next quote by such a learned person says so much. It suggests that our political system is getting back exactly what it asked for. This is a quote I read recently in the Huffington Post: A few sentences excerpted from Noam Chomsky’s new book, Who Rules the World?(Metropolitan Books).

“Both parties have moved to the right during the neoliberal period of the past generation. Mainstream Democrats are now pretty much what used to be called “moderate Republicans.” Meanwhile, the Republican Party has largely drifted off the spectrum, becoming what respected conservative political analyst Thomas Mann and Norman Ornstein call a “radical insurgency” that has virtually abandoned normal parliamentary politics.”

In other words, our leaders are failing the American people. This will change before too long. Jesus and his angels are here on earth and they will push for proper leaders, leaders whose main concern will be for the well-being of people instead of wealth only for their own pockets. Things need to be turned around and heaven will see to it, one way or another.

6/13/16

My prayers go out to the many who have been injured and the families of those killed in Orlando. The news is full of photos of women and men too young to die. Think of the knowledge and adventure they will have, the stages of growth and the wisdom they will not experience that comes with age. I like to think that when heaven takes young people it is because they are so innocent. I pray that this is so.

6/15/16

For anyone who is upset with the system, watch this program by The Young Turks. It explains that many of us are not necessarily voting for a specific person but an idea. Millions of people, young and old, want to fix what is broken in America. Bernie Sanders has started something that needs to and will continue no matter who becomes president of the US. This is a good 8 minutes of what millions of people intend. I number myself among them. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbqoLWXNyLQ

Comment: I never thought I’d get so involved in politics, but then, this is a strange election with many sides pushing and even cheating to get their own way--shameful but true. It is no longer the political system I grew up with. We all know what is really going on. I write from a religious point of view which includes the concept of evil trying to take over hearts and souls. Jesus and the angels are pushing back. It is our duty to help that push back however we can. The answer isn’t war and more war, but love and more love. Love for everyone, even the fallen, even the desperate, even the rich, even the poor, even the ignorant, even the immature, even the confused, even the hopeless, even …but you get the idea.

6/20/16

A few of my friends and I wanted to travel with Jesus this evening. I sat on the swing, feet on the ground, closed my eyes, and spoke with Jesus about where we should go. The choices are so plentiful that it confuses me so instead of making a suggestion, I prefer to leave it up to Jesus. I like to go to new places as long as they aren’t too weird. This evening, I asked Jesus if we could go to some place where I might find it easy to paint my impressions on canvas. Then I gave up and said never mind because I don’t do scenery well. Even when we go back to familiar worlds, I still have a hard time painting the scenes.

Does anyone have any suggestions? I asked the others. But like me, they wanted to follow Jesus.

“So many places seem alike.” I said.

“That is because you want I that way.” Jesus told me.

“True. I don’t want to go to where the life forms are too strange. It would be hard for me to concentrate.”

Jesus said, “I have chosen a planet for us to visit. Follow me.”

This is what we did, but because we had a few new people following along with us, we used the sky tunnel. We walked up its length and touched the smooth, wooden sides with the palms of our hands. When we arrived at the peak of the tree form we stood looking out onto a vast sea of stars hidden by billowing silver and rainbow hued curtains.

Jesus stepped through an opening in the curtains and we followed.

We stepped onto huge, round gray rocks covered with flowing with water. We walked down a slope of these huge boulders. Water flowed everywhere in swirling eddies or thin glistening sheets of that reflected the light blue, earth like sky. As we stepped down and over the huge boulders we could see a vast field of green with large patches of pink spread out below. Off in the distance there was a huge, tall mountain shaped more like a tall, upside down flowerpot than a regular mountain. And far in the distance, grayed by atmosphere we could see more of these odd shaped mounds. We headed towards the tall mound closes to us.

We stepped off the water covered boulders and onto the vast area of pink. Amazingly, it was shaped just like grass at home, but it was bright pink. I got down on my knees and looked closely at it. It really was grass and it really was pink. It had a scattering of pink blossoms here and there in it along with dots of other colors. It was obviously wild and uncultivated.

We continued to walk towards the first giant mound, so tall it seemed to reach the sky. This is where we saw the people. When we came close to a person, I saw that he was about ¾ my size but very thin and lithe. The first person we saw was far up in a tall tree. We watched the person jump from the tree to the ground. A tremendous height to be jumping from without injury. Yet, the person landed on the ground at the edge of the pink field, stood up and began an almost running gait through tall brush towards the mountain.

I wondered if he was running away from us but Jesus told us that these people couldn’t see us.

We followed the person who ran through and around bushes swiftly but playfully. Not really in a hurry but more because he was familiar or very capable.

At the tall mountain, I saw that a lot of it was steep but filled with green and yellow fauna and more boulders amid small trees rising up to the sky. Many people were scattered upon the mountain. One I noticed hung from a branch but then jumped away seemingly into thin air, but landed further down the slope to join others.

I got the impression that these people were used to heights and high up was part of their development. They wore clothing that was cloth-like. Jesus explained that their clothing came from a certain leaf and showed us a picture of it in our minds. It resembled a large tobacco leaf, but was stretchy and resilient. The people must dye the leaves different colors because they wore clothing of various hues. Most of the people we meet are resourceful and utilize the material around them for their needs.

When we floated far above the group, we saw a line of people walking through a forest carrying odd shaped items and moving at a steady pace towards one of the other mountains. The line of people looked like tall, light skinned but colorful ants. They looked very human except for their small size. I assumed that the next tall mound was similarly populated with people, so I asked Jesus, “Are they going to war?”

He said, “No. They are emissaries. These people don’t know war.”

Then a loud noise from my own neighborhood disturbed my concentration. I was suddenly sitting back in my swing. Although I had left, I think Jesus and the others continued their visit. It is common for any one of us to lose our concentration and drop away.

I was done visiting for the evening. Yet, I wasn’t done thinking about the hundreds of worlds Jesus had taken me to visit over the years. I didn’t always ask, but it seems to me that most of the worlds we visited didn’t have wars. Some worlds were so bathed in God light that there was no strife at all. Others had strife and struggles but nothing like the problems in our own civilizations. Only a small minority seemed to be as destructive or disruptive as earth. So what makes the difference?

Why do we have wars and most other planets don’t? Earth and its civilizations have been filled with conflict from its beginning. So what is wrong with us? Should we believe the myth of Genesis? Blame the serpent?

I know that part of the answer has to do with timing. If a population is aboriginal and sparse, there may be no purpose in war. Perhaps when they fill their planet more and rub elbows with close neighbors they will have greater conflicts. I do know that when we visit a world it can be at any time during its existence, young or old. Time seems to be relative when we mind travel. Still, I can’t help but think that there is a disrupting force that infects certain planets. A force that uses a people’s own mental makeup against them. Well, I can’t solve the problem here, so get off it. Maybe it is on my mind because of our wide political divisions today. With the billions of planets out there with its billions of peoples, there is room for great variation in love, and everything in between. We just happen to be living on a planet that often chooses war.

June 22, 2016

This morning during meditation, I asked Jesus what he would like me to do.

He said, “Talk to me.”

“If I just talk, I often talk about myself, or world problems. How can I escape myself?”

“Just talk to me.” He repeated.

So I did

I allowed myself to float in space and let my mind roam free. I spoke to Jesus by asking him a question. I asked Jesus about life and non-life. I thought about my dog, Toto, who was old and cranky, so I had him put to sleep a few years ago. I still feel guilty about this and wondered if there was a doggy heaven.

“Please tell me if he forgives me and is happy.”

Jesus answered my question by showing me an abundance of life. Suddenly I was surrounded by an ocean of light sparks that filled space wherever I looked. We have seen the multiple stars that fill the universe, but this was even thicker. Plus, every light was attached at numerous points as if it were part of a complex network, part of a lighted net.

Jesus said, “Life cannot be extinguished.”

I walked through and amid the millions of bits of life that represented living trees and animals and humans. I walked to where the lights shone intensely bright and huge and turned around amid a billion lights of various sizes and brightness.

I had to ask, “So what happens when we kill a life? What happened to those dictators who wantonly eradicated millions of people? Those leaders who have killed even saints, those highly glowing embers of life. If life cannot be extinguished, what happened to their life force?”

“Such a person’s life force can shrink to almost nothing.” Jesus answered.

“I assume that this life force fills other planets too?”

“Yes.” Jesus said and explained further that all the universe is filled with such abundant life force we can hardly imagine.

“Reach your hand out and wave it in air and bits of life swirl in eddies and waves around your hand. Life is everywhere like the sunlight on a bright day. Life fills the universe and is ever ongoing, changing and growing. Each of us are a part of this great and bountiful universe of God energy, and will be forever more.

Before—photos of my side lot after the house next to me exploited on Feb 2008.

6-27-16

My art show went well. I do wish more people would have come over to view the art. I find it fascinating how art can affect people. Twenty people can walk past a painting and think, “Oh, that’s nice,” but then one person walks up to that same painting and something zings. Suddenly the person is hit with a hammer of understanding. The painting has spoken to their inner core of being. It doesn’t matter whether the painting was in museum, art store, or on display on the street. Even the artist doesn’t know how a specific painting will speak to that special viewer. It is not something planned, it just happens. This is what keeps art alive and well through history.