11/2/11
While playing with Google earth and roaming over the awesome and vast variations of colors in the diversity of mountains, rivers, deserts, and oceans of this gorgeous earth we live upon, I asked myself why we would ever want to go to another planet, even if we could? And dare do so when we haven’t taken good enough care of this one? Do we have the right to escape to a pristine land after dirtying our own?
It makes me feel a better knowing that when we do travel to another planet, and Jesus has showed me that we will, it will be a more mature group of humanity that does so. Some people may eventually travel by ship, but if a few of us take the route of leaving with mind power alone, an ability Jesus tells me some will have one day, then surly it will be pure and loving humans who do so, humans who would never destroy or misuse their new earth.
Actually,
it seems futile and silly of me to look so far into the future while the
present is in such turmoil, even if it does bring a ray of hope. I suspect, on
my part, it is a form of escapism. But if we all keep running, who will fix
it? Earlier I was thinking of how the
dark angels influence our government and the population. When we allow their
dark influence to seep in, our goals get confused and selfish. Leaders should
have the well being of all the people as their main goal so that every able
person can participate and be a part of this nation. Leaders have power and
should not drive a wedge between people
who have much or little, friends and un-friends, democrats and republicans. I
worry that some leaders in
11/4/11
I suppose we have all watched or at least checked out those programs about hoarders, those homes piled high with so many items they conflict with living in the home. I can only watch a program like that for a short time because I feel shock and dismay that people can act like that. For some reason, they can’t turn off the need to gather in more and more items. I imagine their sickness is based on a deep fear of going without.
Then if I compare these hoarders to people who amass millions and billions of dollars and I need to ask, "Isn't it the same thing?"
Aren’t they are hoarders too?
Afraid they won’t have enough? Their not alone. Those without wealth crave it,
but vast numbers don’t cure a sickness. So hoarding is a sickness that a lot of
people want to share, especially in
Over and over Jesus has told us to share with neighbors as if the person was our self. We can assume Jesus knows something we don’t, something important about the oneness of humankind that we can’t see. Perhaps a truth about the whole of us sinking or swimming together. If such a thing were true, we couldn’t see it because we come and go through generations, but Jesus is different. His spirit walks back and forth through all time.
Did he watch as we almost ended the human race during the cold war with both sides apart and poised to send thousands of nukes. Such a battle between nations is based on fear and separateness, not love. We all know this. We all breath a sigh of relief it hasn't happened, that the Doomsday Clock has never reached midnight, that nations keep trying to use diplomacy.
Even the least of us can see that togetherness is good, that caring for each other is good, that sharing with one another is good, that loving ourselves and others is good. Yet, the fears sink in and take hold. Hoarding begins. Anger and dislike and all the other negatives sift through society, abet always with rational excuses and trumped up reasons. The only thing holding us together so far seems to be the fear of God, on our part, and love on God’s.
We are so lucky that God believes in us, in our ability to fight through the ignorance and grow into maturity. I despair; but God doesn’t. If we are to continue, we will learn the importance of putting selfishness aside and follow a more moral path. In the meantime let’s at least look with shame on the greatest hoarder kings of all time.
A painting from
about ten years ago
11/4/11
A number of us met this morning at the well and had a long conversation with Jesus. He listened and encouraged us to continue. For my part of the conversation, I remembered when I was younger and began to question the need for religious ritual. For a while I avoided ritual whenever I could. Now I realize that the ritual can be a first step up the long ladder to God. All of it is necessary because you never know who might walk through the door in need of it. It is like a sinking ship, at some point in our life, we will all sit in that water logged ship and need an open door.
As our conversation continued, one
man from
Jesus seems to be leading us through a new phenomena, the movement a mere trickle now, but one that will grow through the generations. In fact, this writing is probably for the next generation, not this one. The others spoke of numerous ideas that I enjoyed but can’t remember enough to write about.
Then a young boy, who is training to be a Buddhist monk, and who always stands with us as in the circle joined us at the well. At one point, when he stepped towards me, I heard a twig snap. This was amazing. This young man had achieved the ultimate ability to be in two places at once, if only for a second. I noticed his surprise when it happened and smiled. I believe he will teach the next generation how to gather mind to mind.
Next, we all walked through the forest to a bright sunny spot and arraigned ourselves into a circle. We called more children from all the nations to join us. With the children in a circle in front of ours, our spirits entwined into one circle as God grew a huge red sun in our center that expanded and burst over us filling us with energy. Our feeling of love and energy enhanced, we went to our own nations to spread God’s light.
11/9/11
I remember when I took care of one developmentally disabled girl who lived in a group home. I tried hard to reach out to her; it was a rare moment when I could get her to focus and make eye contact with me. I wanted her to be as normal as possible and finally taught her to carry a purse for a few minutes, but most of the time her mind seemed to go everywhere and nowhere.
I often this of this memory as defining how we behave towards heaven. Like that girl, we seldom focus on what is truly real or important. It is rare when we can really hold our minds still and reach into the universe or befriend Jesus. I think that is what meditation is supposed to do, help us direct and intensify our focus. For a better world, we should all begin learning how to do this from an early age. I wonder if this will happen in the future? If not, I guess most of us will continue to act developmentally disabled as regards to heaven. Considering our inattention to God, isn’t it fortunate that we are so greatly loved.
11/10/11
DTE is
really on the ball. In five minutes they fixed the street light in front of my
house that has been flickering on and
off for five years. Great work! I think I own thanks to the counsel members who
voted to let them do the work. Finally
11/11/11
I watch the program, “Modern Marvels” often. I am fascinated with watching how they manufacture steel, bread, or oil, etc and also learning about the history of products. But something I began to notice after a while bothered me. We now use machines to do work that used to be labor intensive. We no longer have a room full of a hundred women sewing. From coffee to candy it is all done with machines. I am sure it is a trend that will continue.
What does this mean for our system that for eons has used people as labor? Now there is less need for people to work. This implies that something must be basically wrong with our means of acquiring income. I wonder if there some type of system where work is not needed yet people still have what they need. I can’t imagine one. What will happen if we eventually use robots to do the work? How will people live? Just today, I saw a movie clip of a robot that was amazing. If this is the next step, then today's big unemployment problem will seem like a small peanut problem tomorrow.
11/12/11
As I got relaxed and ready to meditate, I asked Jesus, “Tell me what I should do, where we should go.” Then I laughed at myself. “Yes, I guess I want you to direct me as if I were a child.”
Actually, I am a child compared to some minds on earth and in heaven. All of us are. It is relative. Each of us, no matter what rung of the ladder we stand on, can look up at more ladder reaching beyond our sight climbing into the sky, or back at the long climb we've already managed. This idea thrilled me. It all works out perfectly on earth and in God’s universe. There is no end and we are all climbing upward on a ladder to God. I imagine even those who stumble and go backwards will eventually find their way up again, after all, they have forever.
11/12/11
This morning Jesus told us we were going to Mars. Many of us gathered to follow Jesus up the sky tunnel. I was about to call a few children to join us but Jesus told me that most children can’t sustain their focus, and this day, I was the student and Jesus the teacher. So as it turned out, we called the children to join us only during interesting moments.
The group of us followed Jesus through the sky-tunnel. When we reached the end, we stepped off onto Mars. I felt the stones of Mars beneath my feet. Jesus explained that only the surface of my feet, that part I could feel, was physically there. But I was thrilled to learn that it was true, even if it was only a few cells. It turned out that our goal wasn’t Mars as it looks today, but Mars as it was a long time ago. Jesus wanted to show us the people of Mars and talk to us about them. I was glad because I just wrote a short story about Mars.
We arrived at a camp filled with people. It was late evening and fires were burning. Invisible, we walked around among the people as Jesus spoke to us about their civilization. He refused to talk about where the people had originally come from because he said it would take volumes to explain. What Jesus did tell us was a lot, but I can’t remember all of it. Mostly it was impressions, a sharing of mental thoughts.
This is what I remember Jesus telling us: Mars had never been as lush and green as Earth. Earth truly is a paradise. The people of Mars, even though so long ago we can hardly imagine it, traveled there from another place. They had their own land bridge. Even so, they grew to be a different manner of people then we are because their world was harsher.
“People on any planet grow as their environment dictates.” Jesus told us.
We all agreed that this made sense and easily understood what Jesus was telling us about the people of Mars. Even though they had originally come from another place, they grew to be like their planet, sere and tough and practical. It did have lakes and oceans long ago, but the land was never as ripe as earth.
Their culture encouraged stone carving and it developed into a great art developing great stone carvers, a habit they brought to earth when Mars became no longer livable. I smiled at this news because it made some of my story true, but I already knew this from other visits when Jesus had brought me here before to see the people. One thing I forgot to put in my story is that the people’s skin was the same color as the stone they carved, variations in shade from light brown to dark with tints of red. Jesus told us that this had a profound effect on their development and their reverence for the land. When they had to leave because the world was dying, they brought the idea with them that they were a part of and born of the soil.
The message I picked up today seemed simple but profound: That physical life is never ending in the universe, that people over eons transfer to other planets and begin anew. Jesus has also shown me this during our other travels. People are meant to continually move and grow and become. This happens on all levels of being. All types of people, and histories and worlds and religions are a part of this constant change. As children we thought our world was everything. Now as we grow towards maturity, we learn our world and its people are but a small speck in the vast cosmos, but the best part of what I learned is that it is all at our door step.
11/14/11
I feel the need to reinvent myself or give myself a jolt. I feel like I am slipping away from what I should be. Not sure how to fix this slight problem. Actually, that isn’t true. I will visit with Jesus and allow this problem to jell in my mind and I may get a revelation on what to do or which way to push ahead.
Jesus tells me all the time about change, that change is normal. He even means how we pray. I pray different than I did a few years ago. If I were to look back at these web notes, I would probably see a big change from when I began to write them. I have grown considerably and hope to keep growing. But for now, I just need to get past this hump in the road.
11/14/11
I told my
Buddhist friend that I was sorry about the monks who were setting themselves on
fire for
I thought about the idea of being afraid of religion or faith. But why? I asked.
Jesus smiled patiently as I came up with the answer. Faith moves in the opposite direction, faith lifts people’s psyche above the dark fog that surrounds us. Faith leads people towards freedom. Freedom means that we can pick and choose what part of the obscure reality we will allow into our life, what parts we will use, what parts to discard. People of faith see through the murkiness to something beyond ourselves.
These words were said at the water well where we gathered this morning. I looked around and realized that this place, imaginary or not, has everything I love; huge rocks, falling water, trees and wild flowers and birds. I laughed, all this without the mosquitoes. I felt truly lucky to be able to dip my fingers into the frigid water and rub the stone where the water trickles down behind the well. It felt a little slimy but the grittiness of the stone came through to my fingers. It felt real, and I hope that when I touch something in this spirit state, the touch is real. That is part of my goal, to become more real all the time when I travel with Jesus. But to achieve it, will probably take the rest of my life.
We walked a little ways and stood on a grassy, boulder strewn mound. Here we gathered into a circle with many others joining. We called children to join and they will be a part of every gathering from now on. The children and ourselves joined our arms and became one circle of spirit. As we did so, the heavens seem to fall from the sky like a waterfall into our midst. Wave upon wave of light, in a never ending stream of energy, washed over us. We each turned outward at this point and watched the waves roll over the land as far as we could see. As the waves rolled over the earth, it changed as if a dim light bulb had turned brighter.
We nodded
our good-bys to each other and went to our respective countries to do what we
could to spread God's light-energy. I thought about Occupy Detroit and walked
among the people, spreading light. I just wanted to tell a few people that I am
thankful for what they have done so far. I wonder if their effort has changed a
few minds. I don’t know. So far, I see negative change, the establishments
around the nation are going after all the Occupy groups for trumped up sanitary
reasons. I don’t know what will happen next, but I do know that we need more
equality for the good of
11/17/11
Great news on Yahoo today. I just
read about the Patriotic Millionaires for Fiscal Strength group. They actually
spoke to a number of representatives about allowing President Bush's tax cuts
to expire. This group seems to understand what it takes to insure a better
"America is no longer based on markets and capitalism, instead our economy is designed as 'socialism for the rich' – it is designed to ensure that the wealthiest people take all of the gains, while regular Americans cover any losses,"
I read that they also sent a letter to President Obama before, but now they are talking to members of congress. I hope they are effective. It is pleasing to see their interest in making a heartfelt turnaround in the economy. Now, if others could pick up on the idea…
11/18/11
I wonder what a biologist would think of what I put on the web the other day, that people from Mars came down to earth. What I forgot to write was that they mingled with people already here. A biologist would say that was nearly impossible, at least without the difference being noticed. But what if the people were not so different to begin with, which I believe may have been the case. It may be that all life of humanoid form has similar genetics. Or perhaps it was so long ago that the mingling remains undetectable. This is probably what happened. Although, I have also understood from other talks that the people came in small groups over a great many years. I believe that some of the people came during historical times.
Jesus seldom speaks of time and for good reason, I would think. What we call long ago or far into the future, to Jesus is but a moment and the promise of "soon" is often a long way off as we count time. I wonder if it is because time is more flexible then we imagine? We don’t know a great deal about time yet, probably very little compared to those on a more mature planet.
I tend to write about far off situations and goals. I wonder if part of the reason is to avoid the problems close to hand, all the turmoil in the world. But isn’t it always there? Isn’t something always going on, ups and downs and deaths and disasters? In the end, what matters is that we don’t destroy the whole thing. Earth and the people on it are too precious. We deserve to go on and somehow I believe God will make this happen.
11/19/11
All this talk of the city going broke after so many have grabbed the money coming in for themselves and now expect us to pay for the mistakes. I feel angry about how they intend to fix the problem, by cutting down on the policemen and firemen who keep us safe. This is an outrage on those of us who pay taxes. I would rather they start cutting from the top, like the Deputy Mayor that isn't needed now that the city is growing smaller. Cut those making such high wages. The wages paid to any government employee should reflect the wages of the people who live in the city. The average is about $40,000, so why would we pay some people three times that amount? Every government wage, city, state, federal should be based on a fair percentage of the population they serve.
11/19/11
This
morning we gathered on top of a great snow covered mountain with thousands of
other peaks all around us. Our gathering could have been in the Himalayas or
Just before we called to God, we called children to join the circle. God seems to delight in lighting the children up because they love it so. Smiles all around when each child fizzled with light. I felt the light enter me like glowing heat. The feeling of being energized by God is astounding, but seems to dissipate after a short while.
I turned to
the others and suggested we take the children on a short adventure here on
earth. I had a deep swamp in
I hadn’t been to children’s hospital for a long time and wanted to hug a baby. Each time I do, I reinforce my ability to empathize. I bent over an incubator to see a tiny infant, dark against the white sheets, hooked up with wires going to every which way into monitors. I bent so I could put my face next to her tiny beating heart and then kiss her. I could tell it was a girl somehow. She was so tiny, and so lovely. Then I went into another ward and found a older boy who I detected was worried and afraid. I hugged him and tried to ease his fears. “You’ll be ok.” I told him, over and over. Before long, he seemed to hear my words. If he doesn’t the light energy I sent into him still works, a smile to feed the soul.
I was ready to leave at the same time I heard the rosary prayers come to a conclusion. So I made the sign of the cross with the nuns. I remembered to thank Jesus for his visit and help me this day.
11/21/11
Yesterday during mass, Jesus told me he was pleased. His smile lit up my heart. Jesus was pleased that so many people were in church. He didn’t mean only this specific church, but all churches this Sunday morning. I pictured all the churches filled with praying people every Saturday and Sunday from all around the world. It must be a pleasant sight from heaven, all those souls worshipping God. I also thought about the Moslems as they bend down to pray five times a day and how wonderful that looks with everyone joining in at the same time. And the people of other religions throughout the week who worship God. Are Christians less observable then other worshipers inside our man-made churches? Evidently, God can see us just fine.
11/29/11
I was watching the program on PBS television that speculated about alien life forms on other planets. It was a beautiful and interesting program. The scientists or artists who created it had good imaginations. As I watched the program I thought about my travels with Jesus and the various places we went to. For some reason, I hardly take notice of the animals or plants on most planets. Most often, Jesus takes us to view intelligent life because his purpose is not the same as a scientist's. I can’t say I understand Jesus full purpose but I have noticed that it is often Jesus who chooses what area we will travel to. Our first visits centered around intelligent beings as they worshiped God. In another group of visits he showed me how a people almost destroyed a whole continent on their world. Now, I am not sure what theme Jesus means to teach. My mind can’t always comprehend the fullness of what I am seeing. I see this color or that landscape and may not pick up on what is important. Also, I don’t travel as often as I used to.
One thing I do understand is that the description of animals that the scientists and artists imagined for the program may actually exist on some far off planet. The universe is so huge and vast, and life grabs hold anyplace it can even, in even extreme environments, so, it follows that there are enough planets in this vast universe for anything we can imagine. Jesus explained this to me once and I have never forgotten it. He told me that if you can imagine it, then it already exists somewhere.
Jesus seldom takes us to odd planets, and for good reason, strange planets are too hard to understand. I remember once he took me into deep space to where small life forms were displaying geometric patterns with light. I couldn't understand how those beings could be alive without a planet to sustain them. I have also stood with Jesus when he showed me the complexity of our own world with many dimensions. The view was almost impossible for me to grasp for more than a short second. I am content to see and visit normal, earth like planets. As Jesus has said numerous times, “The earth has such a variety of life that each type can also be represented on many other planets."