10/03/06

I have been feeling up and down lately, and the rain doesn’t help. I began to meditate this morning, but kept getting distracted.

Seeing my lack of enthusiasm, Jesus said, “Come with me, I want to show you the future.”

On the way there, actually only a few steps into the sky tunnel and another step off the end, he explained that what he was going to show me was a potential future, but a very probable one if my writing becomes better known. Certainly a better future then the one we have been heading towards so far.

He skipped over the coming disasters. He understood that I didn’t want to know anything about worse events this morning with the sky already as dark as my thoughts.

“We are going to visit your neighborhood in the near future, a future when your youngest grandchildren have become young adults.”

I realized that this would be about twenty years from now, as we stepped back into the city of Detroit. The first thing I noticed was that there was more fields in front and around my home. I felt like I was standing in a park with green grass all around and a pleasant scent in the breeze. Jesus told me that a few of my adult grandchildren lived nearby. I was surprised at such a happening because I can hardly imagine that any one of my family would ever come back here to live. Yet, here a few of them were, close by.

Which ones? I didn’t inquire that deeply. I seemed to be mentally surrounded by many children and adults, many I believe I had known as children in the past. Was this some kind of gathering, like the prayer group on Saturday mornings? I wasn’t sure because my vision of the people was so fleeting. Things move swift when you are traveling in the mind and details often escape notice.

I did notice that I saw fewer cars on the street as well as houses, but further away was a large tall building. It wasn’t the Renascence because I was looking away from the river. With fewer homes, perhaps I could see as far as the Boulevard and Woodward. There are tall buildings in that section of the city.

Jesus explained that he was showing me a future that will happen if the children continue to walk in the sky tunnel. For some reason, this will stick with them giving them a new perspective. As they grow into adulthood, they will remember the power of the mind and continue to expand mental abilities. The drive for these awakened children will be towards social remedies and growth of human mind.

I understood from Jesus that they still have technology, but are recognizing that their own talents can far outshine that of technology. They are beginning to learn to trade ideas with other worlds. They can’t trade material items because the movement is driven by mind travel. Yet, they are also interested in and have encouraged physical exploration of the solar system. One day they will convert asteroids into space gardens, but not yet. Right now, the movement stalls a lot because of older people’s stubborn resistance to social change. The older generation want to drive the same backward system they have been used to, no matter that it almost destroyed the earth.

The children of the future will not drive towards profit, theirs will be a drive towards excellence. The idea of each human’s unique worth will gradually become the norm. Already, there are many fewer people around, which tends to make each person a more valuable asset to the whole.

They use their mind’s ability to visit other worlds and also strive to conquer the spiritual feats Jesus showed us was possible. That Jesus was a man, and he accomplished so many miracles, gives credence to the idea that all people have a God given talent if they work hard at it. The Buddhists have known this for eons and these children take their teaching to heart. Meditation and mental exercises are becoming common and necessary if they want to continue down the road towards human excellence. The road is there waiting, but not realized yet.

My grandchildren and the many children I have known are going to college and employment just as we do today, but their overall ideas are changing the goals and reasons for doing so. The paradigm has shifted towards realizing a universal God within and the talents this brings. There is great hope for the future.

Computers won’t go away. They will become more complex and almost an extension of the self. Yet, these new grown up kids will use computers as an extended part of themselves, at the same time they dismiss cravings for excessive technology. Many will learn to communicate, mind to mind, if not speech, then a growing awareness of each others presence. Over all, the movement will be back to a deep respect for nature, a natural world they will still be trying to save from the excesses of our own day.

Here is one, hopeful future Jesus let me witness. It is a good one and worth working towards. It avoids or steps beyond the predicted Armageddon, but not all of the disasters. How could we avoid all catastrophes when our actions beg for them? We drive towards excess with abandon, almost as if we crave an implosion. I needn’t list the many self inflicted problems we ignore. We all know what we are doing wrong. It seems that we will not be turned from this ruinous course until the forces themselves stop us. Our hope is in the new breed of children who may witness the presence of God.

10/4/06

Jesus gave me some good advise this morning. Sometimes I don’t have time to meditate in the morning because I need to hurry and go to work and I get too antsy in the evening to do so. It bothers me if I skip sending out the light for too long.

Jesus said, “You don’t need to spend a half hour sending the light. Do it a few minutes at a time throughout the day.”

I realized as soon as he said this that it is what I should do. But I have tried to chose certain times before such as noon but then I always forget. So from now on I will try to send out the light for just a minute any time I think of it during the day. I will need to train myself to not forget.

This is what I do with taking a few kids into the sky tunnel. I just do it once a day and only for a few minutes. I may go to California or Minnesota or Kentucky (for some reason I usually go far away to invite children) and ask a child if they want to go for a walk into the sky. It is something like picking out a strange face in the crowd. I am sure that other people who have learned to walk in the sky tunnel take children with them too. Sometimes, I just take the children into the tunnel to look down at the houses and moving cars below and then send them home again without visiting any animals or other people. I hope to take each child at least twice. I have been told that these children who walk into the sky tunnel will remember it when they get older. They will be the leaders of the new order for the world.

Jesus said, “You will learn to take each child as an individual.”

It took me a few minutes to understand what he meant by this, it is that I don’t always keep the same child in mind. Eventually, I will be more specific. I will show the most willing and able children the same wonders that Jesus showed me as they grow older.

I got off the subject of meditation throughout the day. Y tells me that monks learn to do this early and that it is a part of their established training. They learn to meditate while doing other things throughout the day. I’ll try to learn this too.

What do I mean when I say meditate? I only mean to go beyond myself in spirit so I can send out the light, speak to Jesus, or take children into the sky. It isn’t a true meditation where you sit and hum and feel yourself become extremely relaxed. That is good too, but eventually may not always be necessary. At least, that is what I understand now.

I will begin today. All I need to do is remember once, twice or twenty times during the day to send out God’s light for a moment. It will be a challenge and I hope I can accomplish this new goal.

I read a few months ago in Time Magazine, August 28, 2006, "How to Spot a Liar" that scientists were perfecting lie detectors to a unusual degree. Some say with an MRI they can detect lies about 93% of the time. Naturally, the lie detectors are meant to be used on potentially hidden criminals, but I suggest that they have a better use. Why not use them first on would be leaders. Let all those running for election take the first round of tests, then we will know who to vote for.

Wishful thinking, I know. The real irony is that many leaders go into their role with truth riding their back, but come out riding the black horse of pretense. So how do we choose? We choose by knowing the principals a person lives by and their past actions, its all we have.

You will know them by their fruits, Jesus told us.

Yes, Their actions will speak for them, which is a good thing, because often their words don't. Many politicians have become expert at double-speak. All we can do is vote for those who's record shows respect for all God's people, not just their own favored groups.

10/5/06

I have been talking to my friend W in Iraq lately. It is interesting that I don’t know his name or what he looks like, except once in a while I get a hint of a beard and gown, yet, I know him instantly by his good personality. He assures me that he and those who follow him are working hard to reverse the fanatical ideas of as many people they can. They concentrate on a single person then send out the light to the person in a constant stream.

"Can you see it work?" I asked him.

"It doesn’t always help. It depends on how deeply the person has fallen into anger and hate." He answered.

I understand. We are all subject to the temptation of anger. We all need the healing light. It may be a very slow process in Iraq, but if it works, even a little, it is a method worth perusing. I have been told that the light works best close to the one sending out the light. When I send out the light to someone here in Detroit or America, it works better than when I imagine myself standing on a street in another country. Sending out the light could be compared to a visual prayer, a prayer of kind, hopeful thoughts surfing across the nation on huge waves of light.

10/6/06

Today while watching Phenomena with John Trovalta, the angels spoke to me. They said, We don’t do that any more.”

This implies that they have expanded the minds of certain people but learned that it wasn’t the best way forward. If they expand any one’s mind too much, the extreme mental ability becomes an exaggeration and freak show, as happened in the movie. They say they still help certain people, but in more subtle ways.

I remember when they helped me many years ago. They told me that they would help me speak to people with my mind. During the next second, it felt as if they drilled into my head to open up a brain area very weak before then. Since their help, I have been able to send out my thoughts to certain people, yet I felt worried. Had I used that great gift wisely?

I asked them this while I watched the movie, “Have I done anything? Have I done enough?”

“You have done well.” They told me.

I felt better right away on hearing their words, but now I wonder if they just said it to please me. It doesn’t seem as if I have made little headway. Only time will tell if what I do really helps people. Heaven has a different criteria than we do on earth. They even said that they will get this same notebook I wrote a few poems in and a quick sketch. How will they do this? Grab it from the future or come back to get it?

They said, “We come back to get it.”

I guess I am proud that someone appreciates what I write. With the enemy so prevalent in my life, will I too need to wait until after death to become known? I hope not. I believe something will break soon.

10/10/06

I have been feeling so pleased with my life lately I begin to wonder if it is a false euphoria. Stay tuned, I get down in a few minutes. Jesus tells me I am doing well, but he always says this, even when I am in the doldrums. Somehow, he sees that I am ok when I can only see bottom. The deep mood swings may be good for poetry but not much else. They hurt. Yet, maybe it is like the rain and how the sun shine brighter after it stops. That is when we see rainbows. Right now, I am a rainbow, next week I’ll be a storm. The life of an artist.

There are other things going on in my life that I dare not write here. I am not sure how many people read these raw notes, but I am certain my enemy does. so I always need to make judgments as to what I can put in public. I want to teach every one what I have learned, but must keep much inside because it would expose me too much. As it is I put too much of myself out here now.

The enemy no longer needs to use strong arm tactics like Hitler once did, (and according to Revelation it is Hitler reborn) in today’s world, the enemy takes away a person’s well-being as a form of attack. Usually, this is done with the use of money and power. This is why some people are kept as low as possible. I suspect that the enemy makes judgments as to which people can break through the barrier to reach the top, if they fight the right way. Only those who agree with its own means of fighting and putting other people down are allowed to reach that pinnacle.

If any of this amazes you, read the words Jesus spoke in the bible. If people aren’t living according to his precepts, then they are not living as God intended. All of us trip and falter through life, but some people continually and deliberately do so.

Ok, off it. I need to hold on to my good day.

One of the things I have been thinking about is that because of the world we live in and its pull against us, our spirituality tends to follow age. When I ask children if they want to walk into the sky, it is usually children between 2 to 4 years of age who jump at the chance. Many other children in America don’t hear me so well. I suppose that school age children are too wrapped up in selected activities to think that walking in the sky tunnel is important or a challenge. The little ones love it.

Older adults walk the tunnel who have become disgusted with their way of life. It may talk a life time of stress to realize that stress is not the best way to life. Yet, I notice young people too, they seem far ahead of their parents in spirituality, almost as if they were born knowing. Those young people follow heaven instead of earthly ways their whole life and are to be commended for it. They are the way of the future, our future.

10/13/06

I am worried about our government because I see us beginning to look like our enemy. If we hold women in jail and use torture on prisoners than what are our morals? Also, we may be stepping into the shoes that was planned for us from the beginning; we will become a war machine like Rome was when it killed Jesus. I suspect one purpose of the 9/11 attack was to cause us to over-react to fear which would make us the bad nation of the world. It seems to have worked. The terrorist leaders don’t know it but they too are being driven by the enemy of mankind. We have all been pulled down an infamous road, not of our choosing. What better reason could there be to air grievances together?

What will happen if we pull back from the horror and sink hole of Iraq, a sink hole we seem to be increasing every day? Will the insurgent fighting stop? Can Iraq ever achieve democracy? I have seen a future where it has, but I don’t how far in the future. If we pull out now would that leave them with no one to fight but themselves? Would it stop? Or would this enemy of mankind cause Iraq to slither further into decadence, or use the nation as a breeding ground to build up towards the final war. I don’t know. I don’t know if Jesus knows; although, he tells me that all will be well--eventually.

Well, enough worry for one day. I think the sky tunnel may be the world tree spoken of in old Norse fables. Imagine an idea so ancient coming back in today’s modern world. I first tell the children it is walking in the sky because the image of a walk through the sky grabs at their imagination, but we really walk inside a beautiful branched and twisting tree. Y and I built the sky tunnel with the joining together of all the trees on earth. The sky tunnel embodies the tree-ness or tree mind of earth. Amazingly hard to understand because it is so new, or so old.

I put an edit in the Wikipedia Encyclopedia yesterday. A comment was made about time travel. The statement was that time travel is impossible because science has proved that time doesn’t flow from the past to the future like we think it does, the flow of time is an illusion.

My comment was that this actually makes it easier to move through time, that the mind can move instantaneously through time and space. It is a new concept that most of the world hasn’t picked up on yet, and just as well, with the mind set on earth right now. I am reminded of what Jesus told me once, “If an army ever try to go through the sky tunnel, it will collapse.” The universe of angels I visit isn’t one for armies.

Sometimes I can feel a dark force pushing to stop the group from sending God’s light around the world. This same dark force constantly works at undoing the healing and creative power of the light. Lately, our whole society seems swamped in darkness. The world has become so dark even our television entertainment shows reflect the dark back at us. Let’s hope that by putting all the blood and torture on television will fill us up with so much horror that we’ll make sure it never happens in the real world.

Still, as I watched Battlestar Galactica I became afraid that computer minds will take over one day. I still remember an especially vivid dream I had years ago. I floated outside a black space ship and kept shooting at some enemy. I was crying inside my helmet because my whole family had just been destroyed. I hope we are not driving towards such a calamitous reality. Have we already begun? The idea of a true thinking machine is awesome, but not without the proper stop-guards. Any person who would build such a thing for their own personal gain and without thought for the rest of us is a traitor to the human race.

10/14/06

Oh, this morning was so beautiful and full of light, our walk around the world was a deep pleasure for me. We began with a meeting on the mountain. I sat on a huge white rock I watched as many people showed up for the meeting. They popped in out of thin air and went to find their own rock to sit on or spot of grass between the rocks and flowers. I was amazed to see a few leaders from other nations join our group this morning next to the usual friends Y and W and the prophet. The letters are a code I use so I can write and keep their identity, if I know it, secret. I saw a new person frequently during our march around the world and I think he wants to become a solid member of the group. I will call him V. Z would fit better but I used that letter for someone else long ago; I forget who, but it may have been my American Indian friend.

All of us meet in small groups throughout the week and come together in one large gathering on the weekend. Anytime I try to send out the light through the week, I feel many angels and people suddenly join my effort.

After nodding to each other, all our attention focused on the central figure among us, the person I call Jesus. Y respects him greatly and also calls him Jesus, but some might call him by other names, such as Buddha, Mohammad or Elijah. The name doesn’t matter because this central figure of unwavering light combines all of our heroes and prophets in a single idea form. Perhaps he has played a part in each.

The first thing he said to all of us was, “You must do it yourself.”

As he said this, he demonstrated the idea by allowing his hand to flow through a solid white rock. He meant that he can’t physically change or force anything upon us, that we are the only ones who can change the world for the better. We all understood.

All of us stood on Mars for a moment. We sent out the light into the center of the circle, then felt it flow back upon us and cover the world in light. Easy to do on Mars. Next we took on the harder task of spreading the light over earth. This morning we all agreed to concentrate on Iraq first.

As we sent out volumes of light waves across Baghdad, I began to feel a hum rise up out of my throat. I tried to allow it for a moment, but found the sound a distraction because I am not used to humming. So, instead, I let the sound flow out of me in a silent breath. It seemed to work as a fulcrum to push the light out in stronger waves.

From on high, I saw us as a circle of glowing outlines, semi-invisible people standing around the city, pushing out wave after wave of light. Then we expanded to encircle all of Iraq. Next we spread out into a line that covered the globe of earth from top to bottom and began to walk forward pushing the intense light waves in front of our bodies. I could see the waves flow forward then lift and flow behind us like sound or ocean waves made out of light instead of air or water. I kept up the breathing as well. It seemed to help me feel the light flow from my body. I think some of the group always use sound as mantras, perhaps more of us should. A mantra sets up a hum that can enclose a whole area with vibrations. Sound is powerful and combined with God’s light may be magnificently effective.

We walked into Europe and Russia, all the time, picking up people who shined their own light, whales and dolphins joined us as we reached the oceans of the world and even other animals could pop in for a second. (Self aware animals may have an easier time finding the light because they are not distracted by technology). We went into the Americas and walked through the US cities and countryside. Naturally, we didn’t forget Africa, China, Iran, India and…

As light waves covered the whole of the earth, Y and I wanted to try something new. We are learning that the light from God is creative as well as healing. So a small group of us concentrated the light in one spot in an attempt to provide food for desperate people. We tried first at the most obviously needy place, a section in Africa. We stood in a small village storage building and shone the light strongly at a spot where many boxes of milk should have been stored, but where only a few remained. As we concentrated the light, the assortment of boxes seemed to grow more numerous, as if they had always been there. Next we attempted to increase the water available at a well. When we saw a person trying to ladle out food from the bottom of a pot, we filled it more than half full with God’s light. Delighted with our results so far, we went to various places in the world to do the same thing, Romania, China, Tibet, Pakistan, etc. What we added was usually minor, but to people in great need, it was a bountiful treasure.

This creative aspect of God’s light surprised me, but it shouldn’t have. Years ago, I asked God to set up a continuous bowl of food in Afghanistan and again in North Korea. God did and the people will eat from it as long as they can keep it secret. I didn’t ask how God could do this, God can do anything. But I do ask how we mere humans can do similar things with God’s light. Y tells me that it worked, but how? I speculate that it works like a time machine. It isn’t that we create a box of milk out of thin air, it is more like a situation sets up that person finds a box of milk that had been forgotten in the last trucking shipment, or no one paid attention to how low the pot was so it could fill up again. Our minds tend to deny the possibility, so if we can get around that stubborn streak of belief in reality, then the light can do its work. Perhaps everything needs a cause before it can have an effect. What the light does is invent a cause to create the effect?

This is speculation on my part. All I know is that it works in small ways if we use the light to help other people. This makes much sense if we think back to what Jesus told us. He said if we had the faith of a mustard seed we could make a mountain jump into the sea. Jesus used strong light as a power to heal people. Jesus used the light to turn water into wine. God’s light is creative. God’s light heals. God’s light will change the world for the better if we learn to embrace it fully.

Two Mourning Doves

10/15/06

I took this picture of the two mourning doves in front of my house one day. It was around the first time dove hunting was mentioned for Michigan. Did Jesus send the two birds to perch on my front tree that day? The two birds stayed so long I had time to go upstairs, get my camera, come back down and take their picture. Vote as you believe Jesus would vote, vote no on Proposal 3. Mourning doves mate for life.

10/15/06

This morning before church I was thinking about good and evil in the world and how to detect it.

I looked to Jesus and said, “You know, don’t you?”

Jesus grinned at my question. “Yes,” he said, “But not knowing is part of the enjoyment of life. Life turns on discovery.”

Well I know from Jesus’ answer that I would need to search out my own answer once again. This is usually the way Jesus teaches. I didn’t know why he was smiling this morning until I got to church.

In church when the 2nd reading was read, I knew that Jesus knew what would be said this day during mass. Hebrews 4:12-13

Heb 4:12 For the word of God [is] living and effective and sharper than every double-edged sword, and [is] penetrating as far as [the] division of both soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and [is] able to discern [the] thoughts and intentions of the heart [fig., inner self].

Heb 4:13 And no created thing is able to be hidden before Him, but all [things are] naked and have been exposed to His eyes to whom we [must give] an account. [ALT]

One other thing surprised me this morning from the gospel and I thought I had been all through the bible with a fine comb, but missed this one. Mark 10:17-30

Mar 10:29 {But} answering, Jesus said, "Positively, I say to you*, there is no one who left house or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or farms for My sake and {for the sake of} the Gospel, Mar 10:30 who shall not receive a hundred times as much now, in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and farms, with persecutions, and in the coming age, eternal life. [alt]

I underlined the phrase that surprised me. Jesus tells the apostles that they will get back riches now, in this time. The catholic scripture in church today read ‘age’ for time.

I believe I understand what Jesus meant by his use of the word now. Jesus speech may square with the age of Pisces. I have noticed it before that when the bible refers to ages they often mean the times that the zodiac turns in the heavens. A main concern of people in ancient times was the sky and movement of the stars. The next age will begin with Aquarius.

I speculate that Jesus’ apostles are reborn today or have been born many times and lived many varied lives, certainly a few of the lives included family and wealth, not necessarily great wealth, but comfort as even most of the poor families have in the United States today. My speculations are unimportant and what we should all be concerned about is the eternal life Jesus spoke about by making sure our names are written down in heaven’s holy book.

10/18/06

I have been reading about Ricky Holland and can't help crying at the thought of what he went though. I can hardly bare to read about that little child in such need for so long a time. Today, as I read the latest testimony from his dad at the trial, Jesus spoke to me.

Jesus said, "There are many all around you just like Ricky."

"Oh, I can't believe it" I said.

But of course I do believe it and I have neglected those children because I have the ability to send my mind through the city and countryside to find those them, but haven't done so. Maybe because all I can do is witness their sad faces, I stopped searching for them years ago. Shame and feelings of guilt after Jesus statement today started me searching once more.

I found a young boy whose eyes showed more fear than any child should about life. All I could do for him was invite him to be my friend. I took him for a walk in the sky tunnel. I showed him the birds and flowers growing along the side. We bent over the side and stuck our heads far out to look down at the tiny houses and cars rolling below us. Then, as happens sometimes, he was gone and I was back to typing at work.

I had forgotten to tell him I loved him. I will do that the next time I check in with him. I still don't know his name or where he lives, but I suspect he lives in Detroit. I ask myself what good am I if I can't help him? Yet, having a friend to speak to may be what his little heart needs right now. I think he is about six years old, so why isn't he in kindergarten?

10/19/06

Last night, when I returned to visit D, he smiled sweetly, but sadly at me. I told him I loved him and gave him a huge hug and took him for another walk in the sky. Later, Jesus told me that I might be taking him to visit the angel world like I took another child there not too long ago. My heart gave a flutter. Jesus words meant that that little boy is in serious trouble.

This morning I woke up to good news. I was told that something changed in D's life. He is going to be much better now. I wasn't told what changed, but I suspect that whoever was abusing him had left or he was going to be put into a foster home. Most foster homes are good to children and improve their circumstances. I went into foster care years ago because I wanted to save every child out there. Of course, it turned out otherwise because no one can truly save even half of the children who need saving. Yet, I can give them something, friendship and hope.

10/22/06-about the play

I just read over the play I wrote a few years ago and it still sizzles for me. I think it is extraordinary in its point of view. The play tells the story of Jesus life as seen through the eyes of the angels. They had a unique view of Jesus birth and death and this is what makes this play so different than other shows about Jesus life.

This is a Passion Play and so should be put on a church stage during Lent, but the church I go to always has a play right after Black History month. This takes up any chance I would have for putting on the Passion Play near Easter. For this reason, I put the play on my home page in the hope that some church will like what they read and put it on the stage. I have re-written it to fit a small church production. It is a bare bones outline with a lot of room for additions.

I realize that its ideas are new and perhaps uncomfortable for some, but it is full of respect for Jesus Christ and points out in vivid color what he did for us. In the play, at one point, Jesus steps to the edge of the stage to speak to the audience. He then asks them a most significant question.

The angels tell me that this play will not only get into production one day, but in the future, will become the standard play about Jesus life. A future I wonder if I will ever know. Many artists don’t get famous until after they are gone. I hope that isn’t true in my case. Regardless, I put the play out on the web for anyone to read or put into production. Check it out from my home page or here: Tears in Paradise

10/21/06

I joined the gathering of light later than usual this morning, but time runs so differently when we gather that it doesn’t matter. I always know when we are successful in sending the light out far and wide to the other side of America when the whales and dolphins join us. I imagine a whale’s sense of space and time is vastly different then our own. I seriously doubt they would keep track of our Saturday mornings. I speculate that a few whales and dolphins feel the light so strongly that they decide to join us. They may feel the light more intensely than we do because they don’t have technology as a distraction. A few whales and dolphins came to the Cathedral of Light to make one wing a place to worship, not for their benefit, but for ours. Nothing excites the children so much as standing below a vast lake of water to watching a whale swim overhead. Naturally, there are not truly there any more than we are, it is all mind travel.

This morning we did something a little different than usual. I was told that there are enough of us now so that in each concentrate on our own individual country. So, after spending a minute to send the light out around the world, we each stayed in our own countries to concentrate the light. Some of us gathered in a group to surround the whole of the United States as we sent out strong, high waves of light in every direction. I moved on and joined in a few other countries too, but I have learned that the light is most concentrated and effective closer to where we are in actual reality.

While the light swirled under and above the land, I went and hugged a few children, as usual. Then I took a walk in the Cathedral of Light. It has been a while since I did this and I was happy at the sense of peace and holiness this area always gives me. I needed that feeling of peace this morning.

I walked in the Cathedral as if seeing it for the first time because I hadn’t did this for a while. It is like walking in a grass filled park scattered with trees, flowers, and religious icons. I went to a few of the holy sites set up within the Cathedral. I saw once more the wall of the Living Koran, a golden book I realized was the Tora, a small section of the Wailing Wall, a giant statue of Buddha, smaller statues of Jesus reaching out to children and Mary smiling amid a profuse of red, white and yellow roses.

I sat amid the roses and felt Mary’s healing touch fill my soul with love. She helped me feel greater concern for other people instead of myself this morning. I needed the reminder that other people are worse off than I am. Besides, the angels tell me that they will do what is necessary to pull my out from under the heavy rug I’ve been swept under. I give my trust to heaven.

I met another traveler while I was walking amid green grass and flowers. A monk wearing a long robe. We nodded and went past each other. I saw many other robes in the distance. This means that the Cathedral is being used by people of specific religious leanings. Monks of many religions probably dominate.

I also spoke with Y for a minute. He said he has not thought of where to join the next two nexus points between the angel world and our own. That is what the Cathedral of Light is, a nexus point that exist mostly on the angel world, but leaks into our own reality. The more we use it, the more its existence will be realized on earth. This why it is a good idea to build two more nexus points on earth. Perhaps they will act like ley lines to connect all the people on the globe.

I nodded to other friends also, but just for a moment. They are sending the light out in huge waves in their own countries. The more people who do this the better. We can’t see the light at work but it heals and creates as needed.

I was surprised to learn on the PBS show “Am I Right or Am I Right” that serious crime has exploded in certain outlying states in America, but not in Detroit. This was a nice big surprise to me. Usually, Detroit is at the forefront of the news when it comes to crime. I think it means that the Cathedral of Light hovering around us is working. Now we need to spread more of the light’s influence across the land.

I called people to join in spreading the light, and many did join their thoughts and prayers to our effort. It is not hard to remember that the enemy is always pushing back at us, trying to stop us from spreading the light and growing towards heaven. But I believe that one day, our own glow will call God to come down for a long and lasting visit. That will be at the end of Revelation, so we still have a lot of work to do.

10/23/06

I have come to a new realization about our world just recently. It is that we live beneath multi-layers of reality. It is similar to the layers I found in Revelation. We see only one layer when we think of facts, but there are other layers, perhaps a few below and certainly a few above. All the layers tend to bleed into each other, but we usually can’t see them.

This is how I see the Cathedral of Light. It covers Detroit, yet it has its real existence on the world I call, Angel World. Their world is probably a few layers above our own.

The enemy of mankind, an enemy that no one can see, yet many have felt its hate, anger, or taunts, probably exists primarily on a different layer than our own. That is why finding the truth about the existence of such an enemy can be so perplexing. We can’t see far enough, but we can see the effect it has on us and our societies. I have felt its sting many times almost as if I have been singled out, which may be why I learned to see this enemy so clearly. Yet, most of the time, I am like everyone else, I forget its existence, which is probably the better course.

My seeing through the multiple layers can be like an adult’s seeing the complexities in the world compared to a child seeing an innocent vision of it. I have always craved knowledge. Jesus knows I crave understanding, so helps me along this path, but at times, I wish I could put that knowledge back into the bottle.

If we could see like God we would truly be amazed at how tied down we were into our little grooves of life. We would see a vastly different formula for the world than what we now call reality. Whatever rules scientists have discovered, that hold together, are mere ground rules that God set in place for our level. We walk through God's rules of physical matter like down a ribbon road, but we can barely see beyond its boarders.

Ok, enough blabbing. I can’t see as God does either. But I have seen a strangely different universe, and I don’t mean just strange planets, I mean the whole universe. I saw it once like a golden floor to walk on, and where everything was next to you and far away at the same time. There is also God’s Planet, a world that has an abundance of gold color in it, and this may be why it was named, God’s Planet. Then there is God’s holy fountain of gold, a moving fount of liquid golden light. I need to go there again. Why have I neglected to go? I could use the nourishment.

10/24/06

Last night just before watching a program, I was flipping through the channels and found a man preaching about money. The contrast of preaching about Jesus at the same time as money caught my eye, so I stopped to listen for a few minutes. It started a lot of questions rolling in my mind. I kept wondering about money, Jesus, and how much we should strive for it.

Is it ok to make money for your future and family to make them secure? Jesus didn’t have any money, or did he? Wasn’t his father sort of a skilled carpenter? This would have allowed Jesus to get a good education.

I kept thinking about the problem of money as regards to what is right. Certainly I would like more money, many of us would, but at what expense? Where do we draw the line between excess and need? I believe that too much money seems to be rotting our American morals just as too much can destroy families, but how much is too much.

Jesus answered me just before I went to bed.

He said, “Use what is needed.”

A crucial answer and I forgot his exact words because I didn't write them down right away. At first I felt relieved at his answer. It was simple and made a lot of sense. But then on reflection I realized that the answer gave a broad range of values because each of us need different things. I could imagine some people needing great funds because they work with financial systems and others needing bank accounts for their children’s education and some people needing to prove something to other people with wealth.

Jesus use of the word, "needed" is the leveler that determines how much money each of us needs to stay with heaven's decrees. Use what you need but don't hoard to excess. Don’t bank too much of it because then you are depriving other people of their own needs? The more you have, at least in commodities, the less some one else has. This should be our philosophy.

I don't blame the people who live above the oil wells for rebelling. Why don't they own their own oil? They stand above it? Who took it from them? Who took the trees from the Amazon? Well, I could go on forever.

On Shamballa they don’t use money because everyone has what they need. They choose not to need much. People on our earth, the rich and poor alike, are so depraved they must have money to prove they are something. Money is God to many people. It has always been this way, but today in America this craving has went to such extreme that we neglect everything else to achieve it. Game shows probably enhance this craving as do commercials. It is all part of the modern world, but it may be driving the world into a grave yard of depravity in future generations. We all recognize this, why can't we put a stop to it?

I just read a book by Barack Obama, The Audacity of Hope. He has wonderful ideas that would surly help us if they could be put in place, but can any route in politics go smooth even if it makes sense? In his writing, he tries to think of everyone in America as a valuable part of the whole. This is vitally important and, we tend to forget it, but it is what democrats are supposed to be about. They are supposed to be on the side geared to the people. I would like to see the democrats get the chance to showed that people-face again.

If we were to think of Jesus in terms of politics, we would need to conclude that he would be a democrat because he is for all the people, not just CEO’s who make money or people who win lotteries, or people who had the sense and background to get a good education, or people who marry the right person, or people who have high status. We live in a class society, but a democracy is supposed to level out the classes. Imagine the changes to all of America if Jesus were elected president.

10/26/06

I have been thinking after reading his book how sensible he is about Iraq. We tend to forget how damaging Saddam could have been. I remember being surprised when we went to war, but I also remember hating what I read about Saddam. I knew that the enemy was inside him, which is why he was driven to gas the Kurds and torture his own people. Saddam saw himself as a messiah who thought he should to take over and become dictator to the whole middle east, even his neighbors were afraid of him. If he didn’t have nukes right then, he was trying to get them. Actually, I still believe that he did have bombs buried deep beneath the sand. At the same time the government was checking for bombs, the angels showed me two of them in Iraq, but I don't think they had fissionable material in them. I was also shown Saddam himself when the army was trying to find him, but it wasn't the angels this time, but the enemy.

The enemy said to me in a taunting voice, “Do you want to see him?”

I answered yes. (I am in good company, Martin Luther threw an ink bottle at Satan).

I was shown Saddam laying on a cot with his head rolling. I assumed it was a medical cot. I also believed that his mind had been tampered with. A lot of papers were shredded before the army went in there too. Later, after the government found him, I doubt that they got much information from him, about anything. I hope Saddam is a washed up man. Unfortunately, those bombs may still be out there somewhere buried in tons of sand. The enemy isn't done; he may be looking for fissional material with which to fill them.

Watching the television program “Jericho” frightened me badly last night. What hits me as most real is the people's ignorance of what was happening in other parts of the country. I remember 9/11 and the day the lights went out on the East coast. We were all in the dark until the lights came back on. I pray to God that none of us ever need to experience a world like Jericho.

10/28/06

This morning was so wonderful that it is still with me as I write these notes for the web. I can still feel the light flow around and through me, I still feel holy. That is the feeling we get from sending the light out around the world, holiness. I think this is because we are using God’s essence to help other people. In other words, we are giving of ourselves. That is what we do when we spread the light around the globe of earth.

For those who haven’t been keeping up with this, all you need to do is relax, and let the light flow from your center. Eventually, it will feel as if a flashlight has turned on and beam outwards. When you turn in your mind, the beam turns with you, and then just follow the crowd.

We began to gather on Mars as usual. Personally, I like to imagine I feel the stones under my bare feet. It orientates me. Mars is a good place to gather to increase the power of the light because there are no obstructions (dark minds) to dampen its effect. Not that any mind can stop God’s light, it is like neutrinos and can penetrate through everything to reach the soul.

On mars we group into a large circle and each of us sends the light into the center. Something always happens when we do this. the light magnifies greatly and flows back upon us as we stand there. Some of us turn to feel the light flow away as we watch it encircle the whole planet.

This morning, we then went as a group to encircle the whole of earth. We sent out the light until it covered the land and oceans of earth. It was on the Pacific ocean that we regrouped to enhance the light once more. Then when the light felt huge within us and around us we all began to walk across the ocean and land. We began to hug individuals, family and friends or strangers we take note of while huge waves of light surrounded the whole earth as if it was one huge ocean.

I watched as the light penetrated tall buildings and low countryside. As the line walked around the world, we picked up many people who joined in the line. I can often tell they join us by their smile that sends agreement. Some people feel the light pass and show their acceptance by saying a prayer, making the sign of the cross, pulling out prayer beads, or nod in acceptance as the light flows around and past them.

In this way we walked across all of China and Tibet and India on to Russia and Eastern Europe, then Western Europe hugging people and sending the light out in huge waves in front and back. I hugged people in England as we walked by and into the Atlantic. In America, I took a moment to concentrate the light on New York City because it is so full of people. I am sure other of us do the same in the major mega cities of South America, India, and China.

We attracted many people in America to the light. I noticed that children watching cartoons on television can take a split second to smile as the light flowed through them. People at jobs or still sleeping often smile. The light penetrates all of our souls and spreads happiness. What more can anyone ask for a Saturday morning?

Some of us need more and I walked the Cathedral of Light as the huge waves of light encircled the globe. When I went to Mary’s bench amid sweet scented rose bushes of many colors. I saw a short line of people stepping up to the bench to sit or stand near Mary’s presence. One older women had brought her whole family there along with her extended family. They were all there in spirit which I think would take a lot of effort on her part which shows her strong faith. I handed each of the souls a rose. When I am not there, I am sure every visitor feels welcome to pick a rose from the garden surrounding Mary. The rose is for our hearts and is a symbol of healing. A tall man also came to sit on the bench for a moment. I gave him a white rose because that seemed to be the color he wanted.

Having the will and ability to come to Mary’s cove in the Cathedral is enough to ensure help from her. She is ever loving and concerned for us and therefore shares love with pleasure. The whole Cathedral is made out of the light of God which means that as we walk through it we carry our own light that is enhanced within us and without of us. The monks of many religions understand this, and use the Cathedral often, but it is hard for the average person to know. Yet, we keep pushing towards the light and using the Cathedral and walking to spread light around the globe even if we don’t understand how it works. It does work.

I watched a rented movie the other night “What the Bleep do we know?” and at one part, they showed molecules of water changed by Zen Buddhist monks who sent nothing but thought at the molecules. It was the light from their inner being that they sent along with thoughts of peace and love. Each group of molecules took on a different shape according to the major thoughts sent to it. In other words, the molecules were transformed by thought alone. We can’t see the light transform the world, but here was evidence for it’s power. If thought can transform such minute molecules of water then it can transform us too because we are 90% water. Here is evidence that thoughts of peace can transform the world.

When I saw this on the movie, I wondered why I hadn’t heard of it before. It should have been top priority in the news papers and on television. The news of this evidence should have spread around the world as quickly as the internet. Why hadn’t it? What kept this news hidden? If you can answer that question, then you can answer why we need to continue the fight to spread the light into every dark hole.

As I write this, I realize that we didn’t try to create food and water for people this week. Maybe we will think to do it throughout the week a few times. It makes sense that concentrated light will also create as well as heal, after all, everything in existence, all matter and life, is made out of this light at the most basic level. Plus, we and everything we see is constantly being created anew every moment. We are light, we are part of God, and we are learning to recharge our world with the light God gave us.

10/31/06

I realized this truth so profoundly this morning that I wish I could convey my feelings as well as my thoughts. Once again I had been thinking of how uneventful and displaced my life seems. I see how many lives seem to disintegrate over time as if it were the nature of life itself. Well, how silly of me. Of course all life begins to decompose towards its end. For many of us, hope becomes elusive, our dreams fail and falter into smoke. Kill the dream and you have killed the person. I refuse to loose the dream. I refuse to stop writing or searching for truth. I continue to meditate and talk to Jesus because he shows me how to keep the dream alive.

This morning I began to meditate and thought to send the light out around the world with the help of angels, and then went to find deprived children.

I looked into each innocent, round face, and said, "I love you."

Some children aren’t treasured as much as they should be and telling them you love them is a good message.

I asked Jesus, "Is it working? Am I helping anyone?"

His answer, a short but empathic, "Yes."

So I will continue to tell the children I see that I love them and hug them with light. I suspect that the children can see the light even though adults can't. I then went to members of my family and did the same, and then to people in the general population. It as if I flow through crowds of people and pick out a sad face here or a frown there. I see whole families living on the street. Even so, most people seem to accept where they are. This makes my heart hurt for them especially the children who live wild.

As I went to people with the light, I began to swell up with what I was giving, a feeling of worthiness. And the truth hit me like a blow to the mind—the only way to be happy is to give happiness, the only way to feel full is to fulfill someone else, the only way to prosper is to assure someone else’s prosperity, the only way to receive anything in life worth having is to give it first.

In my case, this is hard to do in daily life because there are few people around me and my family is scattered apart. So the only way I can fulfill myself is through giving support with my mind. I can cover someone with light, hug children, hug adults, send out waves of light to the schools and businesses. In this way, I feel like I have contributed.

Also, I don’t have much money especially during the summer months and my income is so uncertain that I dare not send too much to charity or I won’t be able to pay heat bills. I used to send more than I do now. I ask myself if this is ok. Not sure. If I feel guilty about it, then that means that it is not ok, and I will send more. We all must give something, and the most rewarding gift I have ever given is sharing God’s light with other people and showing people that the light is within them just as Jesus showed me.