10/1/11
It is
stormy and windy and the lights went out. I keep thinking of all those people
who have had serious disasters and I truly sympathize with them. The people in
10/2/11
I woke up early thinking of how cold it was in the house and how some families may be faced with a freezing house all winter, and I shudder in fear. I feel like a few of the German citizens must have felt like during the reign of the Nazi’s. Or even worse, during slavery because the dehumanization covered half the nation. Leaders will begin dehumanizing the people they are about to put down. They must. Because most of us have a heart and feel empathy for others, so to convince real citizens to betray their own people, they must first blazon a mocking label for the people before they do so. Surly, I exaggerate. I pray so, because I don’t want to live in such a nation where families freeze inside their homes or walk the snow covered street with no place to go. My own guilt grabs hold at such a scene and won't let go. I wonder if the evil one tells wealthy people they will lose what they have if they don't deprive and then neglect the less fortunate.
Here is a conversation I had with Jesus not too long ago. I was feeling sorry for myself, wishing I could have what some other people seem to have. I felt hurt.
I said to Jesus, “Did I choose this stupid life? Why didn’t I choose to be like the people I see on television? Knowing me, I probably chose to be poor in every life.”
I was joking, but Jesus wasn’t when he answered, “Yes, every time.”
“What!" I felt astounded. "Do I really?” “Why?”
I felt confused and shocked. I remember when I woke up from a dream that included Jesus. At that time Jesus told me I was “Beginning to center.” I still don’t know exactly what he meant. Maybe that my many lives all revolve around his life? And, in every one of them, I am poor? (I do know one thing about my next life; it may start out poor but eventually I will become an important women scientist).
As is his usual mode of teaching, Jesus waited patiently for me to answer my own question. Thoughts swirled around in my head such as, why would I choose to never have an easy life of wealth? What must my soul be thinking? These questions led me to the places Jesus and I visited over the years, to the paradise worlds and other worlds where people lived with constant knowledge of God. None of those worlds used money. They had learned the danger of money and long ago cut it from their community. As I sit and ponder the why of it, I realize the reason is obvious: The more you have the more you want. Money begets power, begets hierarchy, begets immorality and the other branches of evil.
We need enough to supply our needs, but no more. And there is the crux of the problem. Our needs. Don’t we all have a right to earn enough to supply shelter, food and personal safety? if the opportunity to earn a living isn’t available, what can a person do? We tend to blame the victim. The jobless victim. Shouldn’t everyone have the basics necessities. What an ideal nation this could become if everyone were considered middle class.
Picture taken from Wikepedia 10/7/11
10/3/11
I wrote an e-mail to Occupy Wall Street applauding their effort and asked how I could contribute. The movement is against greed in America and the tsunami that Wall Street sent over the states and its people, its wave effect still rolling over the land to swamp jobs and everything else. Yes, I encourage them in raising awareness and action, but hope they soon decide which major problem to put out front, and its solution.
Leaders take note: It is this type of movement that began the French Revolution.
Why can’t the leaders and money lenders see what they are doing? If nothing else, shouldn’t they be worried about their own seat of power, don’t they remember how the kings were put asunder in history? And most of all, can’t they imagine what is orchestrating their movement of greed and then the people’s reaction to being stomped upon? I say to those in power: The writing is on the wall, please turn this situation around. Erase it before we all sit amid the rubble of a democracy gone wrong.
10/11/11
I felt greatly heartened by the comment I read today about Occupy Wall Street. Paul Krugman wrote that “Wall Street, the GOP, and other “economic royalists” are “hysterical” over the protests.” If Paul K. says the super rich are worried, I believe it. I doubt if there is a better critical thinker and writer among today’s morass of reporters. I respect anything he says. Quote taken from The Weeks Editorial Staff, 10/11/11.
Well, not a great cartoon, but I had fun making it.
10/7/11
It seems to me that no matter what religion or philosophy we stand in—the real choice is whether the universe is loving one or not. We can have widely different beliefs, but the one thing that binds us together in the gathering is the knowledge that we exist in a loving universe. The opposite would be a cold, inhumane universe, run strictly by measurement and facts. To me, even fractals are proof of God’s ingenuity and craftsmanship. I consider myself thankful to live in a universe created and held together by God's dream, a universe life entwined with matter, all dancing to God’s tune. God becomes us, we become God. It is all one.
Fractal
images.
“While fractals are a mathematical construct, they
are found in nature, which has led to their inclusion in artwork.
They are useful in medicine, soil
mechanics, seismology, and technical analysis.” Quote taken from Wikepedia
Again we called children to join in
the gathering. We had children from around the world and various places in
The children who join us in the circle and visit other places may only keep a second of this experience in their memory. Whether they do or not, it has an effect on their psyche. This I am sure of. It is fortunate that we are not constricted by time, and that we don’t need to invite children at a specific time, for instance, at the same time I am meditating. Adults and children only meet during opportune times, during rest or meditation or prayer. There is no time restraint because we gather in spirit. Such a gathering of minds would be impossible otherwise because our round world has different time zones for wakefulness and sleep.
10/7/11
Sometimes I look too far into the dark side of things. At times like that, it seems like everything is sliding downhill faster and faster. The only way I can get it out of my system is to put it in writing. In fact, Jesus advises me to do so. Usually, I don’t remember what I wrote the week before, but this week I worried so I went back to check and read what I had written. As usual, I had to fix a few typing errors. The writing wasn’t extremely dark, but why write dark at all, why warn people when no one wants to read it? I just read an article stating that we humans tend to be optimists and think bad stuff always happens to the other person. I guess I write about the dark side to ease my own feelings but it doesn't feel good to dwell on the faults of the world. Better to look around for the positive and take note of all that people are striving to achieve. It doesn't take long to see professors who go into prisons to teach, doctors who refuse to accept certain illnesses so work towards a cure, scientists who keep digging for new meanings, philanthropist who refuse to follow the in-crowd, religious leaders who keep us faithful because they know they are the first door for many, ordinary people who go out of their way to be generous and helpful, and the list goes on. No matter what the world does to us, we will persevere and become better for the struggle.
10/10/11
The reading from Isaiah 25: 6-10, in church Sunday pushed my imagination into overdrive. When I heard, “…he will destroy the veil that veils all peoples, the web that is woven over all nations; he will destroy death forever…. ” I pictured a huge hand reaching down out of a cloudy, powder blue sky to lift up a dusky veil and pull a spider web away from the top of the tall city sky scrapers of the world.
Dumb. It is not going to happen. Silly idea, but how many of us, deep down, expect something similar?
Suddenly, I had a new realization, one that Jesus not only agrees with, but laughed with a twinkle in his eyes all the while I was figuring this out. Dismay and disappointment filled my heart.
“You mean we can’t expect rescue from the sky. We will need to rescue ourselves?”
My sudden insight that God doesn’t work this way, does not and will never reach a hand down through clouds to rescue us earthlings was an earthshaking moment, even it is common sense. God works through his people on earth, and thankfully sends angels and saints to give us direction, but it is we who must lift the veil and pull away the web.
This self dependency may not hold true for the eventual ransom that is mentioned in Revelation. In that instance, we may need Jesus to come and rescue us, unless he already has because time isn’t what we think and ransom implies “bought off” and isn't this what Jesus did on the cross? Regardless, I still feel in a muddle about all this. I am writing a book on Real Angels and may need to revise what I have already written. I was told at the start that Jesus and his angels would give me pointers for the book. I didn’t know they would turn my whole world of perception up-side-down. Learning never ceases, does it?
10/11/11
I have been watching “500 Nations” this week, a set of disks a friend at church loaned me. The history of the American Indian is both shocking and revealing. Most of us have a glimmer of the horrors that were committed against them, but to watch the events in fact and computer simulation was often depressing but certainly enlightening. Did you know that Thomas Jefferson got the idea for democracy from Indians? I kept wondering why God would allow such goings on, but hasn’t war and conquest always a part of human history?
What ever the case, there was much beauty and contentment in the Indian agriculture and simple way of life, so much so, that many of the worlds that Jesus took me to were of this same nature. In the future, humans who leave earth will take a lesson from the American Indian and use these same methods of survival, this time by choice. People of the future will know technology and choose to use only that which each society agrees to want.
I thought about the many pristine worlds we visited and felt a shudder that they might be overtaken by a more aggressive people like what happened to the Indians. Jesus explained that this can’t happen because those worlds block awareness of their existence from other cultures. I also remember Jesus telling me during one visit that some of the worlds allow only one trading port for ships, and no other visitors, even so, their purpose is not safety, but privacy, because war and serious conflict are rare between worlds.
I hope so, but my first question still nags, why allow such a wonderful way of life be overrun by the enemy. Why let the enemy win anything? We don’t know, but maybe industrialization and technology are a necessary part in the final scheme of things. God sees in large swaths of time, the beginning and eventual outcomes. A number of years ago, two American Indians joined the Gathering with us. This Gathering may be the beginning of the next step humans are to take in evolution along with travel to other planets. If so, history will have come full circle—it will be the American Indians who will teach the rest of us how to live and survive on the new found lands.
10/11/11
During meditation this morning, I thought about my recent discovery that we need to do things for ourselves and felt dismayed once again as the idea and all its ramifications percolated through my mind. Jesus’ smiling face popped into my awareness and I had to face the fact that it was still true.
Darn, there goes a few dreams.
Like everyone else, I am lazy and would rather leave the fixes to Jesus. Let Jesus come and swoop us up into heaven. Let the angels do all the work. This made me think of the times when I'd visit my grandchildren and they would ask me to get them a glass of milk or something. I felt shocked because I am no longer in parent mode so I tell them, "Get it yourself." But when I was a parent I waited on my kids too. Kids expect it and I suspect much the same goes on between us and heaven. God set up the world to supply us with everything we need. As our needs mature, so must our ability to do things for ourselves.
This may also apply to the veil and web mentioned in Isaiah 25: 6-10 last Sunday. In the modern world, could veil=darkness and ignorance, and web=lies and treachery. If so, then education will help lift the veil and learning to know one another better will banish the web. Those of us who gather together for a few minutes, mind to mind, are learning to know one another, which negates lies and deceit thus we are furthering God’s work.
If all this is true; then, contrary to popular belief, there won’t be a grand lift off with people flying up into the sky. There may only be people stepping out of ships or minds onto worlds other than earth. (Such an event as a grand lift off is too horrible to contemplate anyway. Imagine the dear loved ones left behind. Who could find joy in that?)
Hopefully, I am only half right. Hopefully, God still means to roll away the heavens at the end of time as it says in Revelation.
One important point: I keep referring to humanity’s visits to these new worlds as events far in the future, but Jesus told me just today, “Not so far as you think.”
10/11/11
And
yet, God could reach down to the
earth if He so chooses. A number of years ago, two angels grabbed me by the
shoulders and lifted me to stand in front of a God so mighty I trembled in fear
and awe. God has also appeared during my meditation a few times. God sends
light energy into us as we gather. Is it the God within that we feel and see?
Possibly. God works through us, dwells within and without. What are we to make
of all this? I don’t know for sure. I still feel in a quandary and need time to
regroup and think. I started out a great dummy about ten or fifteen years ago,
but Jesus has lifted the veil from my eyes, fed me bits and pieces to absorb,
enticed me with a never ending spiral of learning, all so I could write down
goals seemingly impossible for us to reach. I guess the joy is in the making,
the struggle is to become. There is nothing else to do but go on with what
Jesus has put in front of us.
10/16/11
In case anyone is wondering what is meant by greed or what kind of money they play with on Wall Street, here is the definition of one billion dollars, ($1,000,000,000). If you could spend $1.00 a second, (or $60.00 a minute, or $3,600 an hour, or $86,400 a day) it would take 31 ½ years to spend one billion dollars.
I did the math, check it out if you don’t believe me. A lot of the money played with today on Wall Street and in government is in trillions. You do the math; I can’t.
11/19/11
The other evening I was greatly worried about my son who fell off my roof while putting on wood panels. He hit his foot but seemed ok until I called the next day to inquire about his foot; he told me it was swollen and hurt so horribly he couldn’t walk. I felt responsible for his injury and called to Jesus for help.
As soon as I did, I entered a light gray space, empty of everything but myself and Jesus who appeared in front of me.
Jesus said, “What do you need?”
I looked around at the gray nothingness we stood in and suddenly realized that nothing in my life was so needful that I should call Jesus from whatever important thing he’d been doing. Suddenly, I felt silly asking for help with so many major problems in the world.
“Nothing,” I answered, and meant it.
We both parted after I spoke. Then I remembered that this same thing had happened once before, I called on Jesus and when he arrived in the gray space I changed my mind about needing his help. It seemed to me that my problems are trite compared to other people. Yet, when I called my son the next day, he told me his foot was fine. He was at work with only a slight limp, but otherwise in good shape. I knew Jesus had helped him in spite of my reluctance to ask.
Now, I wonder about the gray space, where is it? Why did this meeting with Jesus seem so different than usual? I meet with Jesus a few times a week, but the setting is usually full of nature. This gray setting seemed to me to reflect a more empty reality, a base of substance unformed? Just a guess, because I don't know. Ah, such is life; the questions never end.
10/22/11
Sometimes when I think about why I am writing on the web I wonder about what type of people might read it now or at a later time. To me, it seems like this writing pulls together science and faith. If a scientist were to read this faith based writing, they might be surprised how well scientific theories fit into religion. I know books have been written about the idea of mixing religion and science, but to me the truth has always been obvious. If science is true, then it is as valid a part of God as any religion. Religion, after all, is just a means for us to reach beyond the mundane towards God and a greater kind of knowing. I think the only problem I have with science is that some people take it to be their religion, forgetting the spirit of God that dwells within its laws.
Heaven and science twist together on a road leading to the same answer. Science will get us to the stars as well as faith. The whole point is to learn and reach outward and upward and beyond what we think our limits are. Saints show us one way, great theories show us another, great minds show us another. Every pathway is meant to pull us out of this mire of unknowing towards maturity. Through our many travels, Jesus has pointed out what maturity could and will be one day. Growth never stops under God even if it’s beyond our ken.
10/22/11
When I met
Jesus this morning, he walked me into the hot desert of the
Jesus said, “That is why people have gone into the desert through the ages.”
I understood. It felt cleaned of clutter. Other human minds were absent or a mere hint off in the far distance, like a faint, barely detectable scent. It felt good to stand in stark silence and beauty. Then we walked a ways to a slide of rocks hidden by shadow and found a tiny central pool with water trickling down one rock face. I assumed that former rains held the water someplace to release it slowly into the pool. Interestingly, when I put my hand into the water it felt cool. I wasn’t sure if the pool was temporary or would dry up soon, but while it lasted, it was precious, more so surrounded by hot rocks. I felt ashamed that I often take simple things like water for granted.
Jesus and I then walked a distance to a clinic where a few people sat or lay on beds. I saw an older lady lying in bed, very sick. Yet, I didn’t feel any trauma at this. I felt that all was well on earth, that everything turned according to its course. I was amazed at my lack of concern. Yet, I suspected if I had seen a child in sever pain, my feelings might have been different. But the lesson this morning was that nature must take its course and that all was made of God light, like white gold.
When we
joined the others for the gathering, and were full of light energy, one of our
group suggested that we take the children with us on a walk around the earth
like we used to do. We began walking in a line over the mountains into
10/26/11
In an attempt to give the viewers balance, PBS had a speaker talk about how good inequality is. I couldn’t even listen to the whole talk it seemed so trumped up. The point was how wonderful that some people and companies could make 50 billion dollars. I ask what is great about it? How many must go without because someone made a fortune by over pricing a product. How could anyone charge so much for a product that they make billions? Worse, why did we pay the asking price? It is the same with the oil barons. They pull in billions and we pay whatever they ask for gas. Something must be wrong. How did we allow this to happen? Where were the complaints, the cries of outrage, as the top pay rose to 275% but the bottom rose only 18%? Like kingships of old, the top splurges and play while the bottom begs for jobs and heat through the winter.
We should all feel shame for those who are so immature that they still think profit is what life is all about while the rest of the world moves on, and we have moved on. In a conversation today regarding the mistreatment of Indians and Africans, a friend mentioned that we can't judge people of two hundred years ago the same as we do today. He was right, but what has changed? Our attitudes have matured. We actually treat each other and other animals better. In today's world we descry the mistreatment of animals and shudder when they use chimps in labs for medical experiments. Also, we don’t drown unwanted kittens or puppies in paper bags anymore. It used to be common practice; today it is a crime.
So what has changed in these two hundred years? What has given most of us a greater sense of ethics and morals? I think part of the reason is knowledge; greater knowledge has expanded our respect for life. As God promised, the veil of ignorance is slowly lifting. The angels are helping, but mostly, we are helping ourselves. Most of us are growing and becoming better people. Maybe those who gained such vast sums of money, even unwanted and unneeded money, don’t know how to stop or give it away. Nice if it were put to better use, put to changing this up-side-down system that still demands cave-man tactics like having the most to prove achievement. No one wants to take away a person’s or company’s sense of entrepreneurship, but must invention always demand a high cash reward? Mature people understand that there are many kinds of rewards, pride in accomplishment being the most satisfying. In time, perhaps more of us will realize this and incorporate the idea into our institutions—the idea of pride in accomplishment with less demand for monetary reward.
10/27/11
Jesus explained the gray substance where we stood the other day. He told me it was nothingness. Substance without the imprint of matter. Beyond reality. Beyond my understanding too. It may not be too much for future scientists to understand and that may be why I write about it now. Jesus has told me that I have already written all that people will need to know about where and how to travel. I felt relieved at his words. The hardest part of traveling with Jesus was the need to report it because some views of people and places were so different, I could hardly describe them, while other views were so normal and ordinary, there was nothing to describe. Grass is grass no matter on what planet it grows.
This morning, I sent God-light-energy to those making the decisions about utility funding and help. Sent prayers out to those people who are cold in their homes and those losing their homes. In a nation of educated, well-off people, this is shameful. Too many people are in need to ignore their plight. Who are we that we can deny help? And, please don't anyone cry to me about cheaters. Count the cheaters. And then count the billions of dollars that the people on Wall Street and the big banks cheated us out of. Remember, if you spent a dollar a second, it would take 31 ½ years to spend one billion dollars.
There is enough wealth in the
I keep wondering who would read this so why even write it. No one wants to read about the money problems of the poor, but Jesus tells me to write it anyway. Put the truth out there, write what should be, write so people will know the truth. Then they will follow or not, their choice graven and cemented onto the people's suffering.
10/28/11
Jesus told me he would show me a good workable earth. He took me to New Earth. There, we watched people doing labor in a small factory as if it was a hundred years ago, but I noticed something odd, contentment seemed to glow from the people. The difference was that the job they were doing was by choice; they were only acting the part and seemed to enjoy it immensely. Jesus explained that they could change jobs or leave at any time. Then we left the small towns behind and traveled over fields of green trees and country roads and small lakes. This new world seemed like a perfect dream, as does our own if you skip over the heavily population centers.
“There aren’t 7 billion people living on this earth, are there?” I asked Jesus.
“No.”
I thought of the teaming billions upon our earth and wondered. “Old Earth has enough people on it to fill the galaxy.” It might be an exaggeration but not by much. I imagined everyone leaving and then settling on diverse worlds.
“Not everyone makes it off.” Jesus said.
I thought about this. Yes, Jesus has said before that only the good people go to those valuable, pristine worlds. So what about the rest? I thought about the religions that talk about heaven or hell as if there were only two choices. I thought about God who doesn’t seem to do anything in small measure and realized there must be infinite heavens as well as infinite hells.
My next question was, “Do we all deserve to be here on earth, this earthly kindergarten of possibilities, this cauldron of pain and suffering and joy and achievement?”
Jesus didn’t answer. I sighed. “What about those people living on New Earth?" I asked. "Do they struggle?”
Jesus said, “All life struggles.”
In other words, that is the definition of life. Actually, I think this is also the scientific definition of aliveness. Yet, struggle doesn’t necessarily mean pain and suffering. On a better world it might mean an urge to accomplish or grow.
All this conversation came from spending just a few moments on the New Earth. Then I met with the others on a field of green grass with bright sunlight that turned the site into a magic wonderland. Each of us invited a few children to join and God filled all of us with energy. Then each of us then went out as invisible giants upon the land to spread prayer and God-energy as far as we could.
As I spread prayer, visualizing the light leave my body and light vast areas of people and land, I asked Jesus how effective it was to do so.
“Does spreading invisible light energy around actually help people?”
“Think of it as sharing a smile.” Jesus answered.
Yes, smiles are good and spread pleasure, so sending out God's light energy must be like sharing an invisible smile that touches the soul. I notice as I pour out energy that some people do seem to notice. I wonder if it feels like a wave of pleasure rolling through the mind. I hope so. I felt better after his worlds. I only went to a few specific people this day, but will try to do better tomorrow.
10/31/11
When things are going well in my life, I tend to forget about the darkness that surrounds us on all sides. Usually, it is better to accent the good, better to see the efforts we all put out towards each other, better to find the light than cringe in the dark. Yet, that the darkness pervades all our lives becomes obvious to me every time the news brags about a person or company making billions of dollars in profit, or blares about the millions made at the first showing of a movie, as if numbers of people make quality or a better world. All it really illustrates is the thickness of the fog surrounding us.
The whole world seems turned
up-side-down and those who are right side up see the contrast every day. How
can any company make billions extra if they asked a fair price for their
product or service? At some point in
What bothers me most about this state of ignorance is the bombarded we face on all sides through news media, government, and other organizations pushing the idea that profit is the real meaning of life. This slows our growth to maturity. People become what they learn and experience; so constantly walking through the idea that riches make the person can stop them from reaching out for more spiritual pursuits. The constant grab for high profits can cause even Christians to forget the words of Christ Jesus.
No one doubts that prosperity can be good, it is the exorbitant wealth and waste that should cause shame. Extreme wealth is evidence that ignorance abides and darkness that still binds us to the jungle.