4/10/10

I thought of an analogy this morning just as I began meditation that helped me get a glimmer into God’s power and might: What if we are all living on one of God’s virtual worlds. We know our own power in a virtual world we’ve created, and yet, no matter how powerful, we still need to follow the rules set up for that world. But think how you would treasure every personality you created, the situations you'd solve? Ok, maybe I am running amok here. I don’t even play or go into these virtual human worlds. But it might explain why God wants to save our soul instead of letting us fall to the grim reaper.

Well, just a thought.

The real event happened while we stood in a circle, children among us. It felt as if God reached down and turned a power switch on within each of us. We turned, still in the circle, and sent this golden power all around the globe. I watched it flow outward like waves within the sea seeming to displace everything by a fraction, just enough to feed souls hungry for the light. Not noticeable in what we call reality, but in that other world of forever sunlight, the earth glowed exceptionally bright in hues of wonder and glory, as if every sin had already forgiven and every soul already turned toward heaven, where each person was filled with the power of God. Ah, the dream was short lived, but I still feel the power of its hope and promise within me. The feeling will leak away as the day wears on, but it will never be lost to me completely. I will always feel a spark that begs me to come back for more from that area I keep reserved for God.

4/18/10

I had the oddest notion while sitting at mass this morning. It was this: That a person who murders another person takes on the sins of that other person.

I had just went out into the world as spirit and told a person in great distress that God would forgive him with the mere asking of it. I suddenly thought of the many people whose lives were taken quickly, without warning, and how unlucky they were. They don't have time to ask God for forgiveness because their life was cut short by tragedy or murder. That is when I had the odd thought about the murderer.

Later, still at mass, Jesus told me, “Write it.”

So here it is. I don’t like to think of subjects like murder and think that maybe I read too many detective stories, but an article in today's paper was about a young girl who went missing twenty years ago. I didn’t finish reading the article because reading about a real murder distresses me. Yet, it must have stayed on my mind to think about it during church.

As I write this, I wonder if that odd thought about taking on someone else's sins is true. Must be, because Jesus told me to write it; although, he didn't explain why or how. Yet, his request implies much, and the idea makes sense. Everyone should all have the chance to ask for forgiveness, and if we don’t because of a person's deliberate act, then they should pay the price. It implies that prison and suffering is good for any real criminal who did the deed. Suffering helps one clean out their soul. It might take a long while of suffering before such a person finally comes to ask God for forgiveness. It is the goal of all life to belong to God one day.

It felt so good to step out in spirit during mass this morning and go to another person who needed help. I haven’t been doing that lately, haven’t been doing much of anything because I have been sick. I had to miss the Polka mass this morning too because I didn’t feel up to all the emotion and excitement they inspire. I went to many Polka masses when Father Skowski was pastor and loved them, but today I just needed to get home and continue healing my body. No worry about my soul; it is in great shape.

This reminds me of how the enemy seems to roll over the world in a wave of obvious attack every once in a while, but it is no matter. We will eventually rise above the onslaught. Jesus told us he has already won. Of course he has. He even proved this fact by stepping out of the future long enough to give John instructions on how to write Revelation; he send his angels to show the rest.

4/20/10

I heard that Channel 4 "Frontline" had a program that put Detroit down hard, a few months ago, Channel 2 did the same thing. They kept showing a film clip of this poor elderly lady who died alone supposedly because her neighbors were gone. When will the news stop this verbal barrage against Detroit? It is not necessary and most of the news is slanted and prejudged.

I must be living in a Detroit that exists on another planet. The few problems I see are easily shrugged off, except for the biggest one, of course, the lack of jobs, but that has been going on for twenty years.

I challenge the news channels to come and photograph the many good homes and yards that still remain in Detroit. I suspect there are so many they would have a hard time knowing when to stop the film. Why put down Detroit for having empty lots when out in the suburbs there is a lot of space between every house. Why must it be the end of the world because we have empty lots? Sure, Detroit isn’t what it once was, but so what? Re-zone it rural? Rezone it farm? Tear down the houses and work the land. Why not?

Sure, a nice home is often surrounded by blight on the next street or a empty house next door, but the family does well with what they have and should be proud of it. When I first moved to Detroit in the 1970’s I thought of myself as a pioneer, I still do. There is always something to accomplish here, always something that needs to be fixed, improved upon, people who need hope and promise. Not for me the perfect life where everything is too easy. I prefer challenge.

When I look at the difference between rural a verses city all I see is tax money for the big central government that pays high wages and needs huge funds to exist. I am not saying we shouldn’t have a center to Detroit, I am suggesting that we should look at the situation truthfully. That whatever solutions we come up with should not penalize the people by squeezing them together just because that was the way it was once before.

Let everyone take a more modern look at what can be done with the land and leave the people who tend good homes and yards alone. Mile for mile, I'll bet you could count as many good homes and families here in Detroit as in any suburb. Now that might make a good television program. I challenge a news channel to come meet the new and experienced farmers at a Garden Resource meeting one time and your bad idea of Detroit will change dramatically.

4/24/10

I learned so much this morning I don’t know if I can convey it in mere words. God constantly smiled on me as I learned, or rather, felt his truth surrounded me. I am still amazed by the simple revelation I received from God that “Everything is perfect.”

Let me start at the beginning of the morning. I turned on the rosary tape and wondered what I should do during meditation this morning.

Suddenly, Jesus said, “I will show you.”

He reached out to me and invited me to stand next to him on Angel World, the meadow world we sometimes visit that seems filled with wild flowers and everything beautiful and perfect. This is when I got a first glimmer of the mechanism of perfection that comes from God. I thought about the flowers and grass and trees and realized that it must rain here like on our earth, but I have never visited during a rain. I learned from Jesus that it rains like a mist-filled gentle breeze of air, that it is one of the more tame and docile worlds in God’s kingdom.

Jesus helped me to understand something else about Angel World. He explained that because there is so much traffic between the Angel's world and our own, it is like our next door neighbor, as if the frequent travels bring it closer. Their many visits help spread calm and gentleness on earth too.

We walked through the green meadow as Jesus explained these things to me, and then suddenly, we were on earth again. Here, we walked over a mountain covered with a rainbow of flowers and then over a small rise to look down at where the others were praying. They were already gathered into a circle that was so filled with spirits and surrounded by such glowing light, its edge was indistinct, as if it spread out towards the whole world, and indeed, its soft, shimmering light did seem to cover all of earth. We stepped into the huge inner bubble that enclosed the circle to join the others. As I pushed into the inner bubble I felt joy and perfection flow through my whole body.

This is when my eyes opened to a most important and strange truth. As I stood bathed in God’s bliss, my body, every atom of it, absorbed into the flow of golden mist like dispersed particles, complete within themselves, I thought I was as perfect as any being could possibly become.

When I finally stepped away from the bubble, I realized that I wasn’t any less perfect, perfection had stayed with me. I was just as perfect now as before, and all those little flaws in my body and mind were a necessary part of my perfection. I fit in God's system as I should—perfect.

“I am perfect” I realized. “Everything is perfect” Every body, every world, every thought is a part of the dance God planned and put into motion. I compared Angel World with our own and realized that even earth is perfect, that every tornado, storm and disruption opened the way for other growth, every movement displaced or grew something different, every social movement rode a wave on a sea of God.

During this revelation, God smiled down on me as if to say, “Finally.

I felt whole and complete in my little human flaws that I now realize aren’t flaws at all but part of the whole; I am a vital part of the universe in which I swim.

It was at this point that Jesus lead us into the wide, vast universe, but first, we hovered over the earth and watched a replay of the light from God’s mountain as it expanded in rippling waves, over and over again, to cover the globe. Oddly, the light soon showed many points of origin. I speculated this was because we each have different places where we begin our meditation. But in less than an instant, one light picked up another and grew expanding like a net to the next person and next, not only to those meditating, but also to those saying a simple prayer, calling to God for help, or looking up in admiration towards heaven. From every corner flowed silver and golden strands of light to stream around the globe. The light dissolved into the air to fill all space around earth until the sphere of earth was completely surrounded by light, as if the sun had multiplied its effect and lost night.

What we were witnessing was perfection today, and in a far away day yet to come. We are always becoming. All this surrounded me as if I sat within God’s loving arms.

With the twinkling starlight as background, Jesus explained much to us this morning, so much, I despair to remember it all, but will try. It seemed as we hovered over the earth that the whole universe moved though us rather than we moving towards it, as if to show us its many splendors and differences. Just like every person is different, so are the many worlds in the universe, some tame and some wild, some with constant disruptions, some aged and gentle and others quiet and barren. We glimpsed Nexus for a moment, the place Jesus and I visited once where many people from different worlds converge during spiritual travel. Jesus told us that it will be a very long time before we humans were mature enough to join other peoples as they travel to Nexus.

Jesus told us something important regarding our next stage of human development. “Humans will only be allowed to disrupt their own back yard.”

He added, by the time we humans can travel physically beyond our own solar system, we will be mature enough to be gentle with its different life forms. He also explained a lot us about the different peoples of the universe. He told us that most of the living cultures in the universe that interact know how to get along well with other cultures. The are no disruptions such as war between worlds. Our science fiction is wrong in that respect. There have been some problems but since everyone knows that one bad seed can rotten the barrel, it is solved quickly. The universe, vast as it is, is peaceful. We will be peaceful too one day, if we survive through childhood and self destruction.

Jesus didn’t say the exact words I am writing here. I understood them from his statement that there are differences among peoples but they remain at peace. Also, I know there are extreme variations and many worlds that are so strange we could never understand the life forms there. Jesus only takes us to worlds similar to our own.

We stepped back to earth and sent light into our own neighborhoods and areas where we live. It was interesting that when we saw the meditations on God’s mountain, that the original spark came from every continent and area of population on earth. Jesus has called people from every land to meet on God’s mountain. Now I know this is because we are part of God's perfection. I also know that Earth and every mind on it exists and grows on God’s mountain.

I hope I explained everything Jesus showed us this morning. He smiles as I write this so I assume I did. I do remember while the universe was flowing around and through us that I thought of a lot of paintings I should be doing and Jesus said, “It is about time.” I laughed as did Jesus. Yes, it is about time. Time for me to begin painting the promise of the many splendors and adventures in God’s kingdom.

4/27/10

It seems to me that love of life, exuberance, and joy sit just below prayer in its effect on us. Good emotions also help remake the world in God’s image. Isn’t that the drive of life, to become more perfect? Prayer spreads God energy around the world, but I think joy, contentment, and caring also spreads goodness which helps heal all of us.

4/30/10

This evening Jesus took a group of us to two different worlds. The first was a little surprising because of its color. When we first stepped off the sky-tunnel and through the dark, starry curtain, the colors seemed to swirl. Then as my eyes adjusted, the colors still seemed out of whack. The predominant color was deep green, but streaked with large wide swaths of very bright red, almost a bright red-purple areas. This went on for as far as I could see. We floated deeper over the landscape with the same flat jarring mixture of deep colors.

I looked up at the sky and wondered if it could be the cause. I saw two moons but no clouds.

Jesus told us that this world’s sun wasn’t as bright as earth’s, that it never had days like we do on earth with full bright sunshine. He also told us that humans had settled on this planet and he would show them to us.

I said I felt sorry for them if they never experienced bright sunlight.

Jesus told me not to feel too sorry for them because they are surprisingly content here. Finally, the scene changed and we went past a small house that seemed to be made of some kind of heavy paper. The house, itself, was up on short stilts with a wide, flat boat tied up below, floating in the small inlet, amid a lot of tall greenery. I thought it resembled a boat like they use in the Florida Everglades. We had seen another boat floating through the green reeds that resembled a canoe. A man had been pulling a fish up out of the water. This whole area was like wetland.

People who live of most of the settled planets, live primitive lives, Jesus told us, and not always by choice, but few complain.

We went further inland and came to a town. We hovered over the center of the town. It reminded me of the old west with unpainted wooden store fronts and a main road of dirt. One thing was different, the whole town was built up on stilts as if a whole hill of dirt had been raised above the water line. I was a little shocked that the buildings, though made of wood, weren’t painted.

Once again Jesus said that the people, though far ahead of us in technology because they are in the future, live without many of the things we think of as necessary. The town did have a port where a small space plane could land with supplies from the larger ship. One was sitting there now, squat and rounded, not at all what I would have expected. This same method is used on all the planets.

Once more Jesus said to us, “There is no more war. There is no reason for war nor the means to wage it with planets so far apart. People have learned to share and make do with what they have. They trade in raw materials.

Can people grow food from earth.

"Yes," Jesus told us. "They can even eat some of the native plants on most planets, but that goes two ways. Some native pests like the taste of earth products too.

"It is so peaceful here. Is this a paradise world?"

"No, it isn’t a paradise world but there is no strife and little time for unhappiness."

"What about the city you promised to show us last time?"

Jesus said, “Lets go.”

I looked around for the means but then we just followed Jesus as he stepped off one planet onto another area of space. Many planets don't have sky-tunnels.

Suddenly, we hovered over a planet that seemed almost barren except for a huge central city. This was the seat of government for all the planets. We stood before a white stone building that was higher and set out from the rest. It looked eastern to me because of its arched windows and simple decoration on the surface. I noticed that the windows weren’t covered in curtains or glassed in so surmised that the weather here must be mild and dry. The city was spread out for a good distance.

Jesus explained that it is where the leaders and administrators and other support help live who help run the government. He also said that there is little need for government except to keep things running smooth because there is no war and little conflict or disputes between the people on different planets.

"But notice," Jesus said, "That this central city is set in the middle of a huge stretch of barren land that covers half the planet. The land is deadly and this may have been a deliberate choice. The people remember the disastrous wars of earth past and haven't forgotten the need for caution. Earth's past has left a huge foot print."

I was getting tired now. I asked the others if they had any comments. They didn’t. So we parted from each other with a smile and nod. As I got up from the chair, I reflected that Jesus had seemed pleased to show us the different worlds. God must be delighted with his handiwork.