3/2/12
More and more I notice how kind and thoughtful people are to others. I am pretty sure kindness isn’t increasing, so it must be my own eyes that have opened wider. Age and growing kinder myself might have something to do with it. When young, we tend to be self absorbed and then it takes years of growing to reach beyond ourselves, which, I suppose, is what life is all about. Actually, I realize that am not talking about just kindness but self sacrifice; doing a small thing for another person with little thought of reward. Mothers begin this self sacrifice for their own children and then carry it into the larger world after the children are grow up.
Fathers tend to do the same, and look at priests and monks and nuns of every religion who have learned to reach out and give. Sometimes they give their lives and for what?
For the idea that we are all in this together, that we are all children of God, that every one of us has great value, and it is their duty to serve as examples for others less mature. I see small bits of this selflessness often, a thoughtful call here, and help there. I finally understand that this is a small part of God’s plan for us, that we are unlimited in our ability to love and become. Every day I find a new reason to thank God for the privilege of being a part of life.
Note-Speaking of kindness,
3/2/12
I just realized, once again, why I leave all things in my life for Jesus to take care of. He always works it out for me and now I even have a better understanding of how he does it. Jesus knows what is and what will be and can make small arrangements in our world accordingly.
An analogy might be like one of us looking down at a few ants as they go about their business of gathering food. Because our scope of vision is so wide compared to the ant we can actually see their potential future as they walk towards a bit of bread crumb, even if there is a stone in their path we can see that the ant will get the bread crumb. We can even move the stone slightly so the ant will be sure to arrive at its prize.
Jesus sees our whole world like this and more. As I move about my days, Jesus can see next week and next month. He can see my needs before I see them and my rewards. So when we Christians say we are leaving it up to Jesus, what we are really doing is having faith that Jesus will, not only see what we need, but help arrange it for us.
Often this is the case, but not always because some things like major earthquakes can’t be moved and some things we want aren’t good for our soul or our future in ways we can’t see. This is why we have faith that Jesus will do the seeing for us.
3/7/12
Jesus took me into the universe this morning. We stood there amid stars and galaxies and Jesus explained how it is constantly changing and becoming. He told me there is always work that needs to be done and that this is how the universe was conceived. It was meant to forever dance in a flux of constantly changing energy. (My words but the same meaning that Jesus gave me).
This applies to us on earth too. Jesus promised me that when we gather God’s light into us and send it out into the world, it is like shinning sunlight past clouds to brighten the day. We are brightening souls.
With this in mind, many of us met on top of a mountain. I let the wind whip my gown around and felt it in my hair. I like the excessive action of the wind. Then as we made a circle, God overcome the wind and all we could feel or see was a huge burst of God light, light that flowed within and without our bodies.
Then,
filled to the brim with love, we turned and sent the light in waves all around
the earth before we left to walk where we felt the most need. I hugged a lady
and child in
Amazingly,
most of us gathered again in
Lastly, I
came home to
The feeling of God running through me felt good and clean and worthwhile. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a bright, warm sunny day, a day to make everyone feel joy. I thought about the students who would have preferred to be outside and thought to send prayers into the schools.
As we nodded our good-bys, we all made one last effort to send light into the leaders of the world to help their souls expand and thereby make good decisions. Then I had to stop. I am too inexperienced to keep up the prayer. How grateful we should be that some monks and nuns are capable of staying in prayer for our sake. As Jesus says, everything needs attention and work. It is how the universe was made, no doubt, with the idea of keeping us at busy. How delightful our job, and our payment is love.
I realized something as I lay in bed unable to sleep this same night. It is that every planet is unique just as every person is unique and it is all meant to be that way. God lives through us and we give God an infinite range of meanings and causes and purposes and ideas. Variation of matter and life was planned in the composition of the universe from the beginning.
3/10/12
This morning we gathered together as usual, adults and children, and felt God fill us with energy. Then we walked up the sky-tunnel to visit the same world we had visited twice before, the one with the holy people living in the mountains and the people living in and among trees below. Mostly I remembered the little bots that look like a cross between a human and a monkey. They serve as the eyes of the holy ones who keep the world safe for the people.
This day we stepped off into the forest and the little bots came to us right away and began chirping and leading us through the thick forest. We came to a large lake and found huge leaves, already bent and tied into small boats. We got in the boats and floated across the lake.
I looked down into the water as we floated across and it was so clear I could see fish swimming and sea grass waving and different colored rocks with delicate fronds waving from their surface. It was all very beautiful and I suspected very deep even though I could see the bottom.
At the
other side of the lake, we got out and saw a short distance away what looked
like trees growing into the clouds. We went there and the bots led us around
and between extremely fat and tall trees. I thought of our own redwood trees in
A small number of people went about their business as if we weren’t there, but Jesus said that they could detect us.
Like the other place on this world we had visited, the four trees were very much alive and the people’s homes were knots grown on the outside side of the trees. It reminded me of a group of tall high-rise buildings.
We went up by a twisting ladder that wound around many of the homes set on the side of the tree. I kept thinking about how agile the people would need to be to climb up and down to their homes. Luckily, we were here in spirit, which meant we could keep up with the little bots.
As we got closer to the top of the tree, we were met by one of the people. I noticed that the person, like the others, was very small, and probably needs to be with all the climbing they do, yet they looked like us. The person who met us took over from the bots and I wondered if the top of the tree was sacred and the bots had to stay behind.
The man led us up and up and up until finally we reached a wide top branch of the tree that we walked out on. Even in spirit, I decided I shouldn't look down but only across. I could see for a long distance. When I finally looked down, I saw clouds about mid high up the tree. When I looked across I saw in the far distance another circle of trees rising out of the forest and then another. None of them were close by but all of them rose up into the sky.
As we stood there with our guide, I asked Jesus about this world, most especially, what should I call it.
Jesus laughed and suggested, “Tree World.”
Which made me feel stupid. "Of course."
So far, all I'd see was people going about normal, business of daily living. I wondered if they had school or factories or … So I asked Jesus, "Do they learn?"
“They learn about keeping their world in balance." He told us. "It is like any other world with bugs and fauna and diseases. They study how to prevent such things.”
Jesus told me this, not so much in worlds as a quick burst of information.
I asked, “Do they watch the stars. Do they study the stars?” I am ashamed to admit that I was thinking that they were very primitive by our standers because they didn't seem to have any technology.
Jesus smiled, “You would be surprised what they know of the stars.”
I took this to mean that they have people who travel as we are just now learning how to do. And, come to think about it, they must get a lot of visitors too. No one had seemed surprised at our being here. They took our presence in stride, which means they know more that what shows on the surface.
We left and nodded to each other our good-bys. I am not sure the children stayed for the whole visit. When I start looking around, I don’t often pay attention to the others who came with us, and I think this is true for each of us. We each see the world through our own eyes. Still, we each get the flavor of the place where we visit, or part of it, because like our own earth, there is too much variation to see it all at once. On any big round earth with different contents there must be hundreds of ways of life. All we can ever see is a minute part of any world.
3/12/12
As I visited with Jesus this morning, I thought about the human condition and wondered how he could love us so dearly, even with all our faults. Then I realized why Jesus loves us so much. It is because of our potential. Jesus doesn’t only see our pluses and minuses as they show up today, but how great we might become. Jesus sees us growth into more powerful and holy beings, beings who will join the community of heaven.
It totally amazes me that Jesus has his finger in every pie, knows when to enhance and when to detract and all this without disturbing our free will. Actually, I think Jesus is running the world, even though there are horrors in it, because we get what we strive for, which is often detrimental.
Jesus knows how it will end, which way it will go. As he said long ago, “I have already won.”
Because of Jesus action long ago, there is only a small remnant left on earth who oppose human growth. It was Jesus who sent the olden gods away. He told me this last night as I watched a series of programs “The Pyramid Code” most of the info I was already aware of but it makes me happy when science begins to question its own wildly held premises. Jesus didn’t tell me why or how he sent the olden gods away, but I suspect there was a nuclear disaster at some point. This is what Jesus meant when he spoke long ago of the “Abominable Desolation.”
Well, enough of that. It is all from long ago, a history and not too important for us today, except as a warning, which few pay attention to anyway.
When I finally pulled myself together this morning and paid attention to my meditation, Jesus told me to stretch my hand out over the whole nation, a giant hand, glowing with God light. The others did the same and then we all spread the light around the world. I am writing about this specific mutation to explain what I learned from the experience.
The power wasn’t mine, of course, as always it flowed from God, but I suddenly realized something. We weren’t so much sending out light-energy as much as we were pulling energy up from the people's souls. We were bringing to the surface what was already there. Our giant hands were acting like a magnate and drawing the holiness and Godliness of people into expression.
After this, I realized that this was always true every time we perceived ourselves as send out the light, we were actually like magnets enhancing a person's own God-given-light energy. I was reminded of this while watching the program and people spoke about the energy of ley lines and dragon lines. It seems to be very weak energy compared to our standards today, but it must be strong when it fills a world because the ancient people used it, maybe to move 200 ton stone to the top of a pyramid. If we continue to grow, we will eventually re-learn to use this mighty, seemingly hidden form of energy.
3/14/12
This morning, during meditation, I just talked with Jesus. I wanted to know more about the olden gods and nukes and other things.
“Do you mind that I only want to visit and talk with you this morning?”
“No, There is enough time for everything and no hurry to get anything done.”
I laughed at that because it would be hard to convince most of us who are running around in our hurried up world that there is enough time. But my real concern about time was for myself; I wondered if I am doing enough work to please Jesus. He told me that I was and so I relaxed and continued talking and telling Jesus my own thoughts on the subject.
It turned out that the olden gods (actually people from a different planet who came to earth for raw materials) left voluntarily at Jesus request.
As we talked, I told Jesus that I understood why he didn’t mind letting me talk. “You like to see my thoughts and ideas as they grow and change. I understand this because I compare it to my own pleasure in seeing a child’s mind grasp new ideas. I love helping children learn, and to you, we are all like young children, with much still to learn.
He agreed that this was true, and said, “Learning is what it is all about.”
He meant the whole of the purpose to the universe; life is growth and becoming. Not much more I can say after that, it says it all.
Images from the Hubble
3/17/12
This morning we met and each of us brought children to gather into a circle and call on God. The children put their arms up into the air as they called to God. Then all of us turned with our arms out and let the light-energy roll off us into the great world or ours. The children seemed very capable and knowing of what to do.
We decided to them to Tree World. We led the children up the sky-tunnel, walking atop the soft twisting vines of the surface and feeling the smooth sides as we climbed and finally arrived at the top edge. There we stood looking across at the beautiful, blue-black and shimmering, curtain-like abyss, and stepped off. If we weren’t traveling in mind-spirit form, few of us would have been able to step into such a deep chasm, beautiful or not.
This trip, we landed far away from the tall trees, which we saw in the far distance. Instead, we stood on a flat surface covered in golden grass that rose to my knees. We saw a large lake of water-mud nearby. The little bots, which one child laughed and said looked like a little turned humans, met us as soon as we stepped onto the world. (The bots do look like tiny humans because they aren’t covered in hair like a monkey, but something else) The bots began rolling and jumping, their big heads with round eyes centered on their four arms that stuck out at the side. And so did the kids, laughing as they tumbled along with the bots.
I realized that this had been Jesus idea all along to teach the children that they could have fun when they travel. I suddenly realized that to us adults just seeing something strange and new could be interesting, but children need action, which they seemed to be getting in abundance on this world.
The fun continued as the bots showed the children how to dip their hands into the mud and pull out treasures. The treasures were of wildly different shapes but of uniform sizes. The hard surface reminded me of clams, but with shells growing wild in every direction. The children kept reaching into the mud and pulling out different shapes, then showed them to each other. They then lined up their found treasures in the grass in patterns, still having great fun. they’d found in a line in the grass, still having fun.
We adults stood to the side and watched them play.
Suddenly, I said to Jesus. “They are reaching into the mud and pulling objects out of it. Can they do that? I can’t do that.”
Jesus said, “They don’t know that it is impossible, therefore…”
I smiled. Of course, A lesson in how minds can behave when it isn’t cluttered with cant's and don'ts and impossibilities.
Soon, at the instruction of the bots, the children put the objects back into the mud and gathered around us. I saw that they weren’t muddy, which makes sense because we were in spirit, still, they were playing in mud?
We adults could only watch with whimsical envy. We knew too much about reality to do the impossible. Well, we were there, visiting a world beyond earth's sky, so that is something. Yet, I wondered at what the members could do if they lived in a civilization that knew how to set reality aside. Actually, Jesus has shown me a few, and some of the people were human.
On this Tree world, we understood that it was the holy ones who spread light-energy around the world and kept the people filled with it. I think it made for joy and happiness, a happiness perhaps that would be too sweet and nice for any of us to understand. We humans seem to enjoy danger and daring, but I wonder if it is our genes or the reality we have chosen to live in?
3/19/12
After the last visit to Tree World I felt some concern as to the reality of the children coming with us. Do they really see as we do? I asked myself and then went to ask the others who travel also travel with Jesus to see what they thought about it. Each friend agreed with the statement, “It is real enough.” Each friend has brought two and more children on the travels except one friend brings young adults and older people, which is fine because we are all children.
The problem is that our culture drives our imagination out of us as we grow older, so it takes a child to dare the impossible like stepping beyond perceived reality. I suppose our culture will change eventually. I know it will because Jesus has shown me people who could use their minds to do wondrous things. And, even though I worry about it, Jesus tells me that it is the children of every age who need the message that will give them dreams and hope for the future.
Sometimes I suspect that the future will become so dire and sparse that escapism will become the life-blood of the time. That the change will be forced upon us whether we want it or not, and these children who learn now will have the better chance to thrive. I write this because I worry that our wars will make it true one day, but I am not sure; I don't want to be sure. Also, I am putting just such a dire and horrible future in the book I am writing. So writing it here is like getting my feet wet with the idea. The future is long ahead and many things have yet to happen, good times push out the bad and vice-versa, but always we humans continue under the guidance of God and the angels.
3/21/12
I travel to
other worlds with Jesus and see unusual ways of life, but last night, I was
reminded once again how exotic our own world can be. I watched a documentary
called “Unmistaken Child," by Tenzin Zopa, that took place in the
mountains of
The way of life there is vastly different from our own and I kept thinking what if people came from another world and visited there in the mountain, they would get the impression that the people of earth were a peaceful, happy people who were very religious, tough, and agile; agile because they climb those high mountains.
It was the impression I got even knowing that a cameraman must have been carrying a heavy camera to photo the scenes, and I wonder how he carried it up and down those mountains of narrow meandering paths through beautiful wild country. A beauty that the people living amid it probably take for granted just as we take for granted the majesty of our tall trees. Even knowing they must be more fit than we, I wondered how their older folks could travel on those mountains.
All this was only a sideline to the theme of the movie, which was to find the reincarnation of a great holy man. All this because life is forever, and great holy persons choose to come back to earth to continue to save its people, to bring them to enlightenment.
I think I want to go and visit there one day, but only in spirit because my legs wouldn’t do well on those mountains, in fact, they don't do well in my own back yard. I want to see and feel the strange houses made of stone. During the movie, I kept wondering where they got the stone to build the homes but then I saw that a lot of small, flat stones had fallen off the mountain and was scattered all around. Stone is another beauty that they have all around them, and they use it to good advantage. I thought about the wooden doors and the scarcity of trees and wood, but the abundance of wild flowers on the mountains more than made up for the lack. I suspect that it is this type of earthy living that can survive all manner of catastrophe.
I may visit, but I am not much of a sightseer. When I go with Jesus it is usually because he has a bit of knowledge to give us. The movie gave me much to think about. The people living in those mountains are being thrust into the modern age, being confronted by modern technology and making the best use of it they can. I wonder and pray that they can hold on to both worlds. Their well-being is dependent on the earth and weather, more so then our own, I also thought about the lessening of snow upon mountains and how that might harm them in the future. No matter what happens, I am sure the many red clad monks who live in the monasteries will give them support.
Most people don’t know this, but it is monks and nuns that keep a religion alive for long periods of time. I learned this from a lecture called, The Philosophy of Religion from The Great Courses. Probably, this is true because it is the monks and nuns who take religion most seriously. We, most of the population, are too flighty and uncertain of mind to hold on long enough to live our whole life for God.
I have seen that the monks of the world, in their monasteries
in the Alps and mountains of
And then I think about the world Jesus is taking us to visit now, a world we call Tree World. There, it is the holy people living upon the mountains who carry the well-being of the world on their shoulders. Could it be similar here on earth? Could it be our monks and sisters who really hold the world together while most people tare it apart or misuse it? What a strange, good and frightening thought, and what a joke on us, if it were true.
Daffodils from my yard last month.
3/23/12
Jesus knew I was feeling worthless and useless this morning so he took me to walk in the colorful universe of stars and suns. As we walked, it all came towards me as if I were watching a movie in 3-D. I laughed as I told Jesus that it looked like a grand illusion.
“It is all illusion,” Jesus replied.
“Well, of course it is. Made out of bits of something beyond matter.” I laughed at the common sense of it and felt better.
Then Jesus told me something that we all know but usually don’t think about. It is that nothing in the universe ever visits the same place twice. Nothing is ever still. Our earth may go around the sun but never circles in the exact same place as before.
As we stood and watched the movements of stars and planets and universal nebula thin out just as clouds do in the sky if you go into them, Jesus explained other things to me as well. I apologized to him that I wasn't a scientist more able to describe and evaluate what he shows me.
Jesus said he wasn’t a scientists either and that I don't need to be. I think he was implying that I can see further because I am not grounded by facts. Maybe so. At the very least, I felt better after our walk through the planets. We talked of other things that I can’t remember now. It doesn’t matter. My purpose this morning was to rest in Jesus presence, to feel him near-by.
Writing these words I remember what else we talked about. I thought about the future and how it doesn’t really matter to us right now. Because now, we are living in our current events of politics and economies and movies and myths because this is our time to live, this our stage production, like Shakespeare said, this our pleasure and pain. At times, I know myself as another person looking down on this life I am living which helps me put it all into better perspective. We shouldn’t let life weigh too heavily upon us. Jesus would have us live a happy life, if we can. Just listen to me! I used to be very negative but more and more I understand the small part in this space opera played by all of us upon the earth.
3/28/12
This morning we gathered with a larger number of children because some children called others to join us on the mountain. We stood atop a snowy peak and called our love to God. This might seem ironic with Jesus standing with us in the circle, but so be it. Soon we each felt the light energy of God enter our bodies like liquid honey that overflowed inside us, so much so that we felt the need to release and share it with others.
This day the others of our group wanted to walk the earth to touch as many people as we could with God’s light, an act which actually fills up souls as it draws the light to the surface like a magnet. I’ve only learned of this effect recently. To me it looks like we are sharing the light energy with others we step close or give a hug.
We did this
in most of the countries of the world. I led a group of children across the
east and into the hot spots of the Middle East and then back across
I hugged a
women sobbing in fear of loosing her home. I didn’t know anything that could be
done for her. I just tried to soothe her fears. We then went to a refugee camp
in
Finally, we gathered together once more and entered the sky-tunnel. I led the children up the smooth, knotted tree-surface. The tunnel has open windows on its sides and is filled with greenery and butterflies and even a few birds who chirped at us. When we arrived at the edge, I asked Jesus where we should go. He said, “Mars.”
So we stepped off onto the sand of Mars where there was a storm blowing, but we didn’t stay there long. We entered a cave and walked down a long tunnel inside the rock. The rock had waves on its surface and seemed made out of strange curves and shapes and I understood that it had been carved from flowing water. It was different than earth caves because I didn’t see any stone growing down from overhead or from below, but the one large rock form that almost filled the whole path seemed to be made out of stone waves.
It was all beautiful, but sparse. As we reached the bottom of the tunnel we walked into a large cavern with a lake with a few small, plant-like forms were growing near it. The plants were sort of pink and resembled a earthly sea fan. There were only a few. We looked into the lake and did see a few tiny fish. Jesus explained to us that Mars was a dying world but still had some remnant of life.
He then directed his next words to the children, “Even as a physical being, you could breath inside this cave. One day you will terra-form Mars and bring it back to life.” Adding, “This depends on preventing certain disasters.”
The children nodded as did the rest of us, but I will be gone by the time these children face their future, good or bad.
We next lifted up to Mar’s surface and I took the children to stand on top the tallest mountain in the Solar System because I knew it would please them. It did, We were so high we could see sand storms in a few places and other places looked to have a smoky atmosphere.
From that high mountain, Jesus led us back to earth to the top of a mountain. This one was also very high up, but snow covered. Jesus reached his hand down and picked up a handful of snow. The difference was striking. Now I know why Jesus had suggested we go to Mars this day. I saw that the children got the message too. Our precious water is a treasure to be kept and preserved. Mars is dead, but earth is a living, breathing planet. Keeping it healthy should be our first concern.
3/31/12
We stepped onto Angel World this morning to gather together and I suddenly realized that we didn’t need to call on God’s energy as we stood there because God was already all around and within us. I thought about this and realized that people living on paradise worlds feel God within all the time while we on earth only feel God within for small moments. During those moments, I am not in a trance or anything, I could get up and get a cup of coffee if I chose, so it must be like that for everyone on a paradise world; they hardly notice God is with them, but it makes all the difference.
When we left we went to a tall waterfall on earth, someplace filled with so much greenery it must have been near the equator. We walked behind the waterfall into a small cave and the few children with us liked this. They threw a rocks and twigs over the falls to see the force of the water toss the items to the bottom far below. Everything was lush with life here in contrast to where we went next, the harsh and bare moon. We stood on the edge of a crater and looked back at our precious earth.
I told the kids, “No matter where you go in the universe, in a physical body or spiritual one, no place will ever feel as good to you or seem as beautiful as the earth. It is a perfect gift given to humanity from God.
Later, as I thought about that precious gift, I imagined early man walking through this wondrous and pleasant land and taking this gift for granted as all children take their surroundings for granted. Then gradually, we humans began using it up, pushing out other life forms, stripping its trees and digging for metals and oils until we have now reached the point of turning many areas ugly and scared. I imagine God tolerates our misuse up to a point, maybe a long off point to allow us to see that we will be the ones to pay the consequences. The earth can eventually heal from its wounds, but can we? Well, we will if we finally grow up and start fixing things; then we will have many worlds to explore and maybe even live upon. There is always hope