July 7, 2018

A friend came and led me to back to the mountain today. I was having a hard time adjusting to meditation without the rosary playing in the background. My cd machine seems broken. That is ok. I have meditated many times without sound, but usually for my own relaxation and self-enlightenment. On Saturday mornings my purpose is different. I try to gather in God’s light and share it with as many people as i can. I got used to a background of prayer while doing so.

My meditation tuned out ok this morning. I stood on a grassy mount with the others and then we walked together all about the world. Naturally, we began in Thailand where those young boys are stuck in a cave. We send soothing light to the frantic parents and others hard at work trying to save them. Next we walked as giants to Yemen, to where food is so scarce that children lay dying from malnutrition. I can’t feed a young child but it is our hope to spread so much love that anger goes away and takes the war with it.

As a group, this is what we did all around the world. We stood in a giant bubble of God light that we pushed it forward inclosing everyone and everything within its path. While we walked I heard soft music flow around us as if from heaven. I kept breathing out and watching my breath swirl in the lighted air all around the cities and people and trees and animals within the sphere.

We filled the United States with love inside the dome of light then we moved on across the pacific to china. At the end of our journey, the round earth was covered in a dome of bright love that burst like a nova to brighten the whole of humanity and nature.

July 7, 2018-traveling with Jesus

A few of us followed Jesus today to another planet. We used the sky-tunnel because I wanted to remember the feeling of aliveness and tree-ness of the sky tunnel. As I put the palm of my hand on the smooth dark mahogany wood, I detected a slight pulse of returned love. This is possible because it is not an actual tree but one constructed with mind, both ours and all the trees of earth. People on different planets also have sky tunnels made of different substances. One I vividly remember visiting is the strange people who use a rainbow as a sky tunnel. Jesus told us as we walked the length of the tunnel this afternoon that the people of Mars once used rock. I really can’t imagine how that would work.

We reached the multitude of tree tops and faced a billion star field shimmering as if behind a curtain. Each of us stepped off behind Jesus. We suddenly floated above a rolling ball of color, something like our Jupiter, but it wasn’t Jupiter. This planet had swirling bands of various colors all over its deep surface.  Jesus wanted to show us what it looked like from space before we went down to the surface, if it has a surface.

As we descended through the swirling winds, I wasn’t surprised to lose the vivid colors we’d seen from afar. What did surprise me was the calmness after we landed on the bottom. It seemed unbelievable after the stormy, wild wind tunnel in the planet’s upper atmosphere. This calm was yellow-orange to reddish on the horizon. The distance was clear as if we could see forever. The only object to break the view were a number of the reddish-brown boulders piled on atop another in tower formation. These were scattered far apart into the horizon. They stood out at regular intervals as if put there by a mighty hand. But they weren't machined. They looked totally natural. The bottom rock in a tower near where we stood, was twice my size.

The whole ground seemed to be made of flat rocks and scattered smaller round ones. A beautiful bird with multiple colored feathers stood majestic like on a huge brown boulder. It looked something like a parrot with a much longer face.  It studied us as we walked over the flat, yellow, brown and orange rocks.

“It is looking at us,” I commented. “Is it intelligent? It must be if it can see us while we are semi-invisible.”

This is usually the case when we travel.

Jesus told us. “It has its own type of intelligence. Nothing you would recognize. They don’t manufacture products here. All life is natural.”

He suggested that we walk away from the bird’s nest, so we did. I reflected on our own birds that have great intelligence. Plus I had met a bird civilization on another planet that did make objects for decoration. This bird didn’t seem to have any decoration except its feathers.

Interestingly, we saw a few shelled, crablike animals, very large by earth standards that were all brown and black. Other things that moved too. One was black and snake like and I stepped away from it.

Jesus told us to look up at the sky. We did and it was full of colors swirling around in eddies and streams in every color of the rainbow. No color seemed to predominate and they each glowed vividly.

Jesus told us this was because it was close to its sun.

“All the color seems to be in the sky instead of on the ground.” I mentioned to the others.

But as we walked further, we saw a stream of water. It didn’t seem like real water because it was silver and seemed to flow in slow, thick undulations. High overhead, the swirling colors had reverted to a large area of light blue or silver, as if a flaw had developed.

We learned that there were a few quiet spots in the sky amid swirling ones. I can’t imagine what natural mechanism would allow this.

Jesus told us there wasn’t high intelligent life forms on the plant, life takes root where ever it can. He said that us humans will never land here in a ship because we would consider it inhospitable to human life. He was giving us a special view.

I asked if there were flowers here and he pointed out small white fluffy, flat things that seemed to hug the bottom of the tall rock towers. They looked like dots against the dark surface of the brown rocks.

By now, I thought it was time to leave. I can only stay on a strange planet for a short length of time of about ten minutes. The others agreed that we should leave. We like to travel with Jesus because he always has something interesting to show us. A number of people have learned how to travel to other planets with their own minds, but I am the only one foolish enough to write about it. I do in the hopes that it will give other people the idea that they can also travel to other planets. I think of space as a vast field of God-mind and God has welcomed us to walk throughout his realm. Although, for the most part, I think we stay in our own Milky Way. It has so many billions of suns and planets that we would never run out of interesting places to go.

July 15, 2018

During mass this morning, as we all stood holding hands during the Lord’s Prayer, I was suddenly struck by how similar this was to when a group of us stand upon the mountain to receive God light. As I stood holding hands with my church neighbor, I felt God enter into each and every person standing in prayer. I could see the light penetrate and flow throughout my body and assumed it did the same with all those present. The whole church glowed with God’s invisible light. Also, like those of us on the mountain who step down to spread love around the world, when church is over, these people too will go out into the world and spread goodness to other people throughout the week. I think it is because each of us became a little more holy this morning and at every mass

Also, the Our Father prayer is said in most churches at some time every Sunday with many people holding hands while doing so. I can’t help feeling amazement at the spread of good will that comes from all the people who go to church regularly. This means less gossip, less bad language, less distrust, and even perhaps less stress on the lives of church goers. Certainly, the families who go to church together have less problems with their children later getting into drugs or bad relationships. I so much wish that more people could see how Jesus willingly helps everyone. If non-church goers knew what Jesus does for each of us every day, everyone would be a follower of Christ.

This isn’t to put down other religions. I truly believe that all religions are good because they teach good values, love and civility, traits that are sorely needed in today’s modern society. Less anger and hate and more love and compassion for the less fortunate. This is the bases of a truly good and prosperous life within our democratic nation. We should never forget this.

On a down note--things are getting worse here in in what used to be Black Bottom. The lines of homeless who come for Sunday breakfast at Sacred Heart Church have gotten three times as long as they were a few months ago.  This Sunday the line almost wrapped around inside the Activity Center. I talked to a few people. I met one white lady just recently needing to live in a shelter who is pregnant. She tried to hide it but I could see that she was deeply worried and scared. I could do nothing for her except give her two raffle tickets. One for her and one for her baby. I hope she wins something.

Also, while volunteering for St. Vincent de Paul to help people with high energy bills, I have met women with two and three children who can no longer get help from the Dept. of Health and Human Services. They have been cut off from all help after four years. They search for jobs but can’t get hired. Nobody thought about job availability or cared what happened to those mothers when they created that new cutoff date for DHHS recipients.

Cold hearts at the top of government. Vote them out of office.

Traveling with Jesus. My latest painting.

July 18, 2018

Life is Green

Like long ago in Egypt

Our dark age may come

But don’t worry people

We, the less fortunate, are the grass that covers all ground

We rise up high after every political setback

Our roots grow deep into the soil

Trample us, stomp on us, try to blow us down

We lift our heads tall after each bout of pain

We scorch, we burn,

We rise up again and again.

We the people, the upright of the earth, we persevere

Winds blow fierce across the land, tear and bend our blades

We stand tall again.

Once Nero fiddled

Today Trump-ets blow

Trying to bend and break our brow impotent

But we lift up again, stronger, tougher

With bountifuls of wholesome energy we grow

When all else fails, it is we, the inconsequential folk

That will forever blanket the earth with green life.

My pond with temporary water in it.

Water only stays in about an hour.

July 21, 2018

I climbed a mountain full of lush, knee-high green grass amid light gray boulders. It didn’t take but a few seconds to reach the top of the mountain where fellow meditators stood with their hands joined blissfully surrounded by God light. The feeling of love that encloses us can’t easily be described, except that it is all pervasive. This complete feeling of love is what we carried down from the mountain this day.

As we stepped down, a few friends said to me, “We will help you in America today.”   

This is what they did. All of us lined up from Maine to Florida and began walking forward sending golden energy and love in front of our spirit bodies. I watched as my breaths flowed out of my mouth like golden smoke. Light poured out from my center like a flashlight to lead the way because in this realm of underlying reality our world is draped in dark webs and sodden mists. We blow all this away, temporarily, during our walk. Our breaths blew gently in front of us to create a huge bubble of love that filled the horizon as if the sun came out to lighten the land and paint it green and colorful again. The people we meet are all welcoming because our message of inner warmth and love is soft and inviting.  

As I walk, I see my golden breath tinted with green as if filled with life this morning. I watch it bellow outwards over all I survey like smoke from a cigarette. I see the dull mist of ignorance blow away as my breath swirls around people’s heads, over tree tops, and through cities in Michigan and other states, curling and twisting and erasing the dark illusion and lie that surrounds us all.  

During this giant spiritual walk, I say to people, “Don’t be afraid.”

When I say this, I get a nod from Jesus because fear is behind many of our dark emotions and choices in life. Many people are afraid of being displaced, of losing ground, of having less advantage, of being left out. So with the light of our God who embraces everyone, I send this message that there is no reason to fear.

Lately, after my cd player broke, I began listening to an Ohm 528 Hz chant during meditation. I read that is the chant of love. It works out fine for me.. I can still join other people on the mountain and I can also walk around in spirit form and send my breath outwards to surround many souls. I still try to pray the rosary every day in honor of Jesus mother. Lately, a statue of Mary began crying tears of oil. This happened near the US border with Mexico because of the children. Mary loves us with a deep motherly love.

July 27, 2018

Two thousand years ago, John was transported into the future. He tried to write what he saw to the best of his ability. But imagine how strange our modern world looked to him. It is a confusing piece of writing and his predictions only seem obvious to us after the events he foretold have occurred. What he wrote is happening right now before our eyes.

Many events stated in Revelation have already come to pass and some are happening right now. Much of the world is burning right now, as predicted. Also the rivers and land are corrupted by blight and chemicals. And our politics is now completely driven by greed. It is also obvious by now to many people that the current president of the US acts and talks exactly the opposite of Jesus Christ. And the tall building on 5^th Avenue with a huge 666 written at the top belongs to the Kushner Empire, related to Trump. Is this what John noticed on his trip into the future? As a final note, asteroids are flying closer to earth than before, an event also predicted by John.

All this is frightening but not impossible to live through. We have overcome great tragedies and will overcome more. So why even write about it here? I guess I want to assure myself that all will be well because Revelation also promises a good ending to bad events. God is predicted to become the main influence of our lives and actions. Perhaps more people will recognize the value of all life and rearrange the economy to reflect this understanding.

Of course, we can’t depend on a two thousand piece of writing to make it happen. We people need to make it happen. And what happens in the US can effect on the rest of the world. Also predicted: Trump got his throne but, as usual, he will fail. Every time his lying spirit rises up on earth, it makes a complete mess of things, then fails again and again. When this happens, the people who are influenced by love for all life need to be ready to take over the helm of this spaceship earth.  

July 28, 2018

When we travel again, Jesus promised to take us to a really weird place. When he suggested this years ago, I didn’t like the idea. I preferred to go to solid, earth like planets where everything looked less confusing.  This is because I can never forget that one planet he took me to twenty years ago where the life forms were twisted among themselves and looked like bloody, ultra-fat human snakes in a pit. I still shudder when I remember it. Plus, trying to view a sight that is really strange wears my psyche out so fast I can only pay attention for a few seconds.

Still, even some of the normal planets held great surprises. I can never forget the people whose bodies looked like glass, or the water stream that resembled a rainbow or the weird beings that actually lived in the blackness of space amid the stars making designs with their body lights. But for the most part, I learned that grass can be green or red or yellow on every planet but it is still grass. That rocks look the same and most trees. Although on one planet we visited recently the trees lived and flowed sideways in the wind. Most dwellings also follow a similar pattern of fitting to the human-like people who built them.

So finally I am ready for new vistas. Besides, it would be nice to paint what I see on our travels but I never tried too hard because every planet or its people looked normal and I am not usually a landscape painter. I often wished I were or had a camera in my brain that would record what I saw I could share with everyone. My descriptions leave out a lot of detail.

July 29, 2018-traveling with Jesus

This evening I sat by my pond listening to the water splash and drip, a very pleasant, calming sound, then Jesus suggested we travel. A number of other people wanted to travel with Jesus too. I suggested we walk up the sky tunnel on our way into space. It always makes me feel welcome and orientated in place. This evening, as I walked up the sky tunnel, I noticed a red stripe pattern of the wood running along its length. When Jesus first introduced me to the sky tunnel and its tree-ness, the stripes looked almost like blood and the tree felt soft and alive, even pulsating. Now it feels more like hardwood, perhaps because I have gotten used to it.

When we reached the top, I asked Jesus what color I should have in mind. He said we should just follow him. So we followed Jesus and stepped out onto a planet filled with a vivid white mist. After my eyes adjusted, I noticed a large, flat rock on my left shining through the mist. It was a huge rock face, larger than my two hands, shinning bring blue like a gem, like that of lapis lazuli. Its beauty stuck out and amid the white mist.

The area was very damp and wet, perhaps like a fog. Looking deeper, I could see the whole of one tall side was composed of a sheer blue face that rose up as high as my sight could reach. The mist ended in a rainbow above our heads. Not all the rock face was blue, smaller rock areas glowed brown as if it too were some kind of gem. All this had green fauna growing in tiny clusters and valleys up the sides of the sheer cliffs on both sides. On one side of the tall rock numerous flowers almost as large as me grew out of the crevices. They looked like nodding white trumpets in a white midst. I saw that they did grow from green stems. I also saw a huge black bug climb into one of the flowers and it closed up over the bug.

Jesus explained to us that this whole area, a narrow sliver on a large planet, had been cut so deep by collision that the underlying gemstones became the surface.

I looked down to the ground where I stood upon. It looked like moss growing sideways or like branches of fir trees growing sideways. The whole bottom of the valley was floored by this soft moss. We learned that it was very thick and springy, almost as if there were no bottom.

As I peered deeper into the mist, I saw on my right a shaggy animal. It looked like a cross between a shaggy dog and a giant sloth. It was hanging or lounging on a green vine not too far from the floor of the canyon. From what I could see of it through the mist and distance, it looked to be about five feet in size which made it a huge animal. It took no notice us.

Jesus told us that intelligent humanoid life does not live in this planet, only animals. And they are totally unconcerned as to the value of the gemstones that pervade their environment. What a loss. There were probably large diamonds here for the plucking too. Humans could exist in this environment, Jesus told us, but we will likely never find out because it is far out of the way of any travel lanes.

There were trees of a sort, but they were short and grew out of the rock face on both sides where we stood. The area widened out as we moved forward.

Jesus said the mist was constantly present except for rare occasions. When that happens, when the mist lifts, he told us, “This area glows so beautifully it would hurt human eyes. Then he moved time forward until the mist lifted and the sun shone directly down into the narrow gorge.  

It was splendid. The blue and brown gems glowed like a sparkling treasure with light striking back and forth between the cavern walls. It was blinding but tolerable because we were all in spirit form. Not so for the shaggy animal. It cringed and moaned three times sounding like a boat horn. The flowers closed up, and the tree fronds shriveled. The sun penetrated to the bottom of the gash for only a few minutes. Soon the mists filled the area again. I supposed that huge clouds blocked the sunlight most of the time. Perhaps it rained all the time too like in a rainforest but falling rain wasn’t evident while we were there.

After we left, I wondered why Jesus took us to that specific planet. He always has a purpose but seldom explains it is to us. We just enjoy the interesting view, always different, but never as beautiful as our earth.