6/1/17
In the last six months we have had
two great shocks regarding our country. The first was when Trump was elected
and the second was his pulling out of the Paris Climate Agreement. To me, this
means that the battle between good and evil has heated up and the most hostile
actors are winning, for now. I am not sure what the rest of us can do about
this except to keep pushing for truth. The timing of the break in Antarctica
may be the perfect event to teach people a lesson, to give a warning and sense
of what we are truly up against.
As to preventing another great shock
in the political arena, maybe our mayor is right. I read in the Freepress that Duggan believes we need a third party. I am
beginning to agree. I was dismayed when Hillary only talked about how bad a
Trump presidency would be. She was right, but people didn’t want to hear it,
they needed to know what democrats could do for people. Bernie, an independent,
did push ideas that the people needed, but was displaced by the Democratic
Party. He gave me a vision of the advantages of wealth and how prosperity could
spread out to include everyone. And this is what we needed--vision.
Talk all the learned debates you want, but it won’t change
anything because we humans are driven by vision and myth. When I read about the
new movie, “Wonder Women,” my emotions gladdened when the movie got a good
review. I haven’t seen the movie, and may not for ten years if I wait for
Netflix to send me a disk, but I do want to see it. Why, because it has always
given me a vision and myth that I could believe in. I grew up with Wonder Woman
as my favorite American heroine. We all should admire these writers who created
such myths and put them in comic book art form for the young to read. They
persist because they drive our imaginations to new heights, well until
Hollywood reduced them to freaks who can only destroy. But I read that the new
Wonder Women move shows her as a warm women as well as a hero. I approve of
that.
Vision and myth are just as important in government.
America has always stood for the idea of freedom for everyone, the idea that the
pursuit of happiness is the right of every American, the idea that work and
struggle are the bedrock that keeps us strong. And then there is the
biggest myth of all—that we Americans stand for good against evil. We helped
win both world wars because we fought on the side of good, which translates to
a wish for the well-being of all people.
So I ask, “Where do we stand now? Who will pull us out of
this morass of apathy, division, and loss? Who will turn the nation back to a
belief in good for all people? Who has enough strength and courage and guttiness? Who will personify the myth we need? I don’t
know. I don’t know.
Note-the HuffPost headline today has the ocean rising and flooding
over the image of Trump. Gorgeous visual statement. Their headlines always
speak loud and clear to most liberals. I suspect, if Jesus had to make a
statement one way or another, he would also be a liberal, even though he loves
all people.
Jesus has told me that, “The world
will grapple with climate change and finally win.” So thank you Governors and
City Mayors and some business leaders for deciding to march forward to fix our
climate even without the leadership at the top. We need our leaders to make
these decisions because there isn’t much most of us can do about the climate
besides change to the new light bulbs. As far as buying a Prius, or electric
car, as much as I would love to, like others who can’t afford a new car, I
needed to buy used, and what I could afford. Yet, I dearly hope, as a nation,
we come to our senses and begin to crave electric vehicles more than huge gas
guzzlers.
Note-I read
that a few members of congress have said “The earth won’t flood because God
promised it after Noah.” and “God won’t let it happen.” Don’t these people
realize that We, the people, are the hands
and hearts God. God works through us. We are in God’s image and miracle.
Here is a joke that will serve: A man stands on his roof with the water
rising. A boat comes by and asks him to get into the boat. He says “No. I am
waiting for God to save me.” This repeats two more times. Finally, on the last
trip, they beg him to get in the boat. The water has reached his neck, but he
still refuses, “I am waiting for God.” Finally the water is about to cover his
head. He yells out: Where are you God? Why didn’t you save me? God
answers, “You ninny, I was in the boat.”
6/3/17
Before we left, Jesus told me he
wanted to show us something special today. Actually, during meditation this
morning he suggested that we travel later this afternoon. So after planting the
Thyme between the stepping stones in my backyard, I sat on the swing thinking
about all I still had to do in the yard. Tired from even thinking about all
that work, I called Jesus and said how relaxing it would be to travel to
another planet with him. I asked the others if they wanted to join us and they
did. It only takes five to fifteen minutes for each travel, and it is usually a
great pleasure.
So we gathered with Jesus and walked
up through the sky-bridge. It is comprised of tree-ness or earth tree minds. It
belongs to earth like other sky tunnels or bridges made of different substances
belong to other planets. One planet I remember had a rainbow for its sky-bridge.
This day, the tree-ness was ripe with pleasure. I could feel this through its
wooden skin. I remembered the first time Jesus showed me the sky-bridge. I was
amazed at the aliveness of the wood and felt the sides throb like a heartbeat
beneath the palm of my hand.
This trip, we walked to the far end
and stood at the swaying curtain like substance. “Would you tell me what color we will see first?” I asked
Jesus.
He said we would be surprised. So we
just followed him onto the new planet.
And what a planet. At first I
couldn’t see anything but a blur of colors. Deep purple was at the bottom and
then green to yellow to orange with a touch of red at the top, just like an
earth rainbow but this was running horizontally across the land. It also looked
solid as if someone had run a paintbrush over the horizon.
We moved closer and I saw that the
rainbow was composed of a forest of trees. From a distance it looked like a
blur of color but on closer inspection the leaves from one layer didn’t blend
perfectly into the next. Still, it was unusually strange. As if each bundle of
leaves on a tree knew to die in a different stripe of color.
“How could this be?” I asked. It was
beautiful but didn’t make sense. When we stood right next to one of the trees I
could see that the leaves were small and almost purple black at the bottom
layer. A single leaf looked soft like our own on earth. I would have liked to
reach out and touch a leaf, but couldn’t because I was only a spirit. So I
lifted my eyes and saw the sky.
It too was a colorful rainbow
running in a line over our heads. These colors glowed as if lit from behind.
Jesus explained to us that “This is
what they call their high season.”
“Are there only trees on the land?”
“Do you mean there is intelligent
life here?”
Jesus nodded to our questions.
We followed Jesus further up and
past the large group of trees and saw a field below that was sliced up into
rainbows of color. It looked like a checkerboard made up of lines, somewhat
like a series of mowed fields on earth, except these weren’t green, but
composed of a multitude of colors.
“Look closely at the fauna.” Jesus
told us, as we stepped down amid the growing field.
We did and saw that the whole field
was composed of tiny white flowers amid grass and it was all reflecting the sky
above as it swayed in the soft breeze. Perhaps the rows ran in different angles
which made it look like a checkerboard from up above.
“There is so much color on this
world it makes me dizzy. The people must be beautiful too. Are they also
colored like rainbows?”
“No, and the people here live in
scattered, small villages. They have no large cities.” Jesus told us as we went
further to see the people.
We found two people walking in a
field reflecting green beneath and crimson at its tips. I looked closely at the
people. They could not see me as I checked them out. They were certainly
beautiful, but not colored like rainbows. The skin of both people were light
with a tinge of purple shadows near the eyes, nose and mouth. They looked very
human. Their eyes were large and black. The hair on both people was very long,
bluish black, and shown with highlights from the sky. Both people wore short, white garments, the garments did
reflect the colors of the rainbow sky in a subdued way.
Jesus told us that both sexes wore their hair long but
sometimes a female will braid her hair. We didn’t see any of the villages
nearby.
By this time, I didn’t care to visit a village. I felt
tired from the color complexity of this planet.
“Is that all you wanted to show us?” I asked Jesus.
I felt the need to leave because I was about to lose my
concentration. Sometimes Jesus shows us a specific planet for a purpose, a
purpose that I usually don’t understand until much later. But Jesus smiled and agreed that it was time to leave.
Before we said our goodbyes, a few of the others, said, “We
are going to come back and see more of this world at a later date. It is
fascinating. I agreed it was fascinating, but ten or fifteen minutes is my
limit for mind travel at any one time. I am not able to still my mind or hold
my concentration as steady as well as some of my friends who practice mental
concentration often.
It was a nice visit. I am always glad to see new things, as
long as they aren’t damaging or horrible. Jesus knows this so only takes us to
planets that we can understand. Of the billions upon billions of planets out
there, we see only a small fraction and many are probably unfit for human eyes,
at least, this human’s.
I know these travels seem crazy to anyone who hasn’t walked
with us. I write about them anyway because I see them as a start of a movement,
a very slow movement, to be sure, but one that will sustain and continue over
many years. My worry is that we are headed for a future dystopia and will
need mind travels such as this to escape an unbearable existence. Although, I
use this theme in most of my fiction stories, I consider my writing as
revealing truth through fiction.
I think that seriously horrible events will happen to the
people of the future, but I also think that, with Jesus in the lead, these same
people, who we consider angels, have come back to our time and are actively
helping to prevent such a future. Whether their efforts are working or not, I
am not sure. I do see increased effects of love and caring everywhere I look,
except in the news. I do see hope as well as struggle as we try to hold to our
common values. Let us all pray that our own efforts and those of heaven will
prevail to make society better for everyone.
Just having fun with
my art program. Looks like a drawing but it is a photo.
6/18/17
I sat on my swing in the back yard
in the early evening and asked Jesus if we could travel today. I have been
thinking of the tame places we always go and thought we should go someplace not
so tame this time.
Jesus smiled and quipped, ”Follow
me.”
A few other friends choose to join
in the travel this evening. It is always good to have more people because it
bolsters my own confidence. When we follow Jesus, we can just step off earth
onto a different planet, but I prefer to use the sky bridge. I remember once
when Jesus first showed me the sky-tunnel. It felt so alive I could feel its
pulse beneath the palm of my hand and it seemed to have red streaks running
throughout which reminded me of deep mahogany.
This day too, I rubbed the palm of
my hand along the side as we all walked up the sky tunnel behind Jesus. When we
got to the top, we followed Jesus to a new planet. .
And what a planet. This planet was
truly wild but beautiful. I say this because the winds were fierce but they
swirled around making strange colorful patterns in the air. The air was
composed of layers and it looked like each layer had a different tint or color.
The most beautiful was a middle layer that glowed yellow-white as if it
reflected the sunlight. I don’t know how this was possible because the layers
above were darker and didn’t glow. Some layers looked thinner than others so
probably they had different compositions, which showed up in various tints.
They certainly had different animals
living and moving within them. The most amazing fact Jesus told us was that the
wind was so strong on this planet that the vegetation moved sideways along with
the animals. Most of the food that the strange looking, sleek and long birds
depended on for nourishment rolled along with them inside their own layer. I
also saw a long mess of green reeds twisted together that looked like a bird
nest rolling swiftly alongside a few birds.
The winds weren't all line winds.
Some seemed to suddenly dip and swirl as we watched. Most animals and birds
seemed able to stay in their own layers even within the turmoil.
Everything went by quickly and I thought it a wonder that anything could
live its whole life in a strong current of air, but I think they did just that.
I asked Jesus if there was land on this planet.
We floated down and saw land and some very fat type of
animals actually living upon it. They had built wind breaks out of rocks and
huddled there. They were gray color like the rocks. I didn’t see any green
fauna on the ground, only floating in the air. But their might have been some.
At this point my mind drifted away and I lost everyone.
Jesus pulled me back. He agreed that this world was too
much for me and added that humans would never visit such a planet. He said
wanted to show our group a more normal world with a lot of industry. A
place that was more understandable. He said it would be a very short visit. It
was.
We hovered above the continent and looked down. Our far off
view made the land look like it was covered in green with a scattering of white
dome-like areas with paths leading away for a short distance. I didn’t see any connections between the
white dome areas. As we dropped closer we floated above a conglomeration of
roadways. It seemed like white ribbons of rolled around and under and atop each
other. It didn’t look like our neat clover-leafs but more jumbled. More like
tied knots than anything else.
And the ribbons moved along at various speeds. People, the
size of ants stepped on and off. It resembled swarms moving in unison and then
separating at different junctions. As we moved closer in, we saw the center
hubs consisted of clear domes with the roadways branching away from them. The
multiple levels of road ribbons straightened out as they moved out into the
trees. It seemed as I was looking down on a rain forest with white intrusions.
We rose up higher just before we left I could see the planet consisted of one
huge continent surrounded by a single ocean.
Jesus explained that this was a very small planet.
All that green with the white domes made the land look like
polka dots from up high. I realized that space between domes was the same
distance. There seemed to be a strange contrast between organization and
disorganization.
By now I lost focus again and had drifted off into my own
scattered images. I didn’t say goodbye to the others but I am sure they
understood.
I don’t put all of our travels on the web. Possibly because
I have never figured out how much of my mental self goes on these travels with
Jesus. Sometimes, like today, I think only a small part of my mind goes with
him because I fell away so easily. But at other times, when my mind is greatly
focused, I feel almost physically present. On rare occasions I have felt stone
or grass beneath my feet or the texture of a leaf. Most often, it is only a
small part of my mind that goes along on these travels.
Jesus, of course, is an exception. He can become physical
at will and he can also choose to allow our mental/spiritual bodies to become
visible to other beings on certain planets.
This might all seem crazy to some, but I have been
traveling with Jesus and writing about it for more than fifteen years. So if I
am nuts, it has been a long time running. The angels have told me that they
will learn from these writings. So I feel compensated even if no one today
reads them. I should also mention that the friends who join in these travels
don’t necessarily see Jesus’ spirit as the one leading us. A few are as likely
to give his spirit the label of a different holy figure. Jesus doesn’t dispute
this because he belongs to all people.
My painting showing people in the future traveling with
Jesus
Their eyes are not used to bright sunlight
6/26/17
I watched an interesting YouTube
program about water the other night. The studies suggest that water retains memories
of what it encounters. After watching a few different programs I began to
wonder if the strange and unknown properties of water was one of the reasons
Jesus taught us to use water for baptism. The Christian church and other
religions have used water in this way for 2000 years. Water could also help
give meditation its long term effect on our brains and bodies. Water molecules
wrap around every brain cell and body cell and flows through our bodies in a
never ending circuit. Did Jesus understand that water would most easily carry
his spirit?
Water seems to act as a magical
substance inside us. One TED speaker said water has 70 different unique
properties. An experiment about water memory was most interesting. When they
put a flower into ordinary water and then looked at the drops through a
microscope, the dried drops looked different according to the different flowers
used. They tried this experiment with people too. The different people who
handed the eye drop tubes influenced the pattern of the water drops. I wonder
if water blessed by a priest would also show a difference. The scientists
surmised that somehow, beyond the ability of science to explain, water holds
the memory of its environment. A river stream has a memory of what it flows
over and through and carries that memory into the ocean. I included a links
here on this fascinating subject. The Mystery of Water – Documentary by Aerospace Engineering.
(Not sure if this link will work but the name should be enough.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R5NJaUlohT8&list=LLs4Bc_xhzIDw_-RyEx1bnVQ&index=4
6/27/17
I watched
Warren Buffett in an interview on PBS. He is 86 years old and totally happy and
totally giving and seems to be a totally nice person. The niceness is obvious
when he speaks along with humility. He seems to have lasting values. We should
all emulate him when we can. He mentioned that his housekeeper pays 15% in
federal taxes while he pays 17% in federal taxes. He agrees that this is a
senseless upside-down system. Bernie Sanders ran on this kind of platform that
would increase taxes on the rich to pay for needs of our infrastructure and
education. Warren said in the interview, “I
have a good home with lasting memories where my family can visit. What more
could I want or need.”
I certainly agree with his attitude.
It is a wise person who knows when they have enough stuff.
This is one of the huge sculptures in the field at 555
Arts, 2941 Warren.