3/1/08
This morning when I met with Jesus on the mountain, he took my hand in his and led me a few steps saying, “See, you are not stepping in mud now.” He meant that all will be well even I if I can’t see how, he can. This is enough for me.
We walked onto a large field of snowy rocks and grass with trickles of water running down from the first spring melt. This winter will be gone soon and good riddance. It has been a long one. The sky was bright blue and where I met with the other gathers the grass was green and vibrant. We greeted each other just before we joined together in prayer.
Those of us who can stepped up into God’s golden mist of light then we came back down to spread the glow with everyone. I think there were five or six of us who did this and within seconds every one of us were enveloped in a mist of gold. We gathered in a circle and the golden honey cream light flowed over and around all of us.
Now we were ready to begin. The others had already decided that we would all gather at my destroyed home for a short while to spread the light beneath the ground and above it. We recognize that the blast that destroyed my home was no accident, that the dark ruler this world might have had a reason for removing me from that spot. So that is where we went.
We stayed there for quiet a while. I had time to say a decade of the rosary. We went deep into the ground with God’s golden glow then moved upwards and spread the light around. Soon I saw a single, giant rose, invisible to the world but very evident to us, grow from earth’s depths. Its petals rose above the ground as a bud but as we meditated on God’s light the petals began to open and spread out until the flower covered the whole block.
This single
golden rose then sprouted more roses and spread over the land further, as far
as my meditative eye could see. When we completed this sprouting, the others
went to their respective nations to spread the light there. I stayed in
In all, this was a beautiful morning of rich opportunity. We spread the light out and around the globe at the end of the meditation. We had gathered up all the prayers people were saying around the world and incorporated them into the light to help its spread. The light gives people the feeling of inner peace, a food that never stops growing; the light is the fount of life giving waters that holds us together and is a mist of love that fills all our hearts. All will be well.
3/1/08
I notice that some people don’t feel the need to search out the truth. They seem content to let others do the search. There is nothing wrong with such an attitude and it can prevent a lot of unnecessary pain. Unfortunately, my mind has always went in the other direction; I can’t stop searching out the truth of everything. Now, after all these years of seeking I have finally realized something vital: There is no one absolute truth, at least not on this world.
Also, I have learned that it may not matter what is actually, finally true. What matters is that we learn to follow a good organization through life that teaches as much truth as possible, that leads us towards hope and love for each other, that gives us purpose and the promise of joy. This is what we need and this is one of the things that Jesus gave us by dying on the cross. He gave the whole world an expectation of joy, hope in the future, and in his promise to never abandon us, he reinforced our value. In this way he keeps hope alive in us. It is true what we repeat at every mass: By dying, he gave us life. He is the teacher who never stops teaching.
3/2/08
Sunday mass at Immaculate Conception was very nice. I especially liked Deacon McCormic’s sermon. He suggested that all of us are handicapped and blind because we lost many special abilities in the Garden of Eden. I understand this now because I feel as if Jesus opened one of my eyes when he began speaking to me and taking me on travels through God’s universe. Jesus showed me many wonders and the most surprising to me was seeing ordinary humans showing super abilities because they lived with God inside them. Living on this dark world away from God deprives us of true life.
I felt that
Eph 5:8 For you* were at one time darkness, but now [you* are] light in the Lord; as children of
light be walking about.
Eph 5:14 For this
reason, He says, "Be waking up, the one sleeping, and arise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you."
Likewise Jesus words in today’s gospel:
Joh 9:4 "It is necessary [for] Me to be working the works of the One
having sent Me while it is day; night is coming when no one is able to be
working.
Joh 9:5 "As long as I am in the world, _I_ am [the] Light of the world."
When I read these words and heard them spoken they suddenly jumped out at me as very meaningful. Jesus told us in this phrase that darkness was about to descend once more. That the powers of evil would put a cloak over our eyes and prevent us from understanding. When Jesus was taken out of the world, God’s light left too. We must thank the power of Jesus death and resurrection for the miracles of the Holy Spirit in the early church and the many enlightening events after. It seems as if there are spurts of hope every five hundred years and then the darkness falls deeper once again.
Right now, at this time, Jesus is enlightening us and showing us the way again. God’s light is trickling back into the world and it is up to us to spread and open other people’s eyes to it. The days we are living in is not only a time of coming potential disasters but also a time of great hope. The hope lies within us and the light that can shine through. We are the light.
3/7/08
I meditated with the rosary this morning. When Jesus walked with me onto the top of the mountain, I was amazed to see so many people shinning with light already there. If what happened to me was a warning to people, they didn’t take heed. We humans can be tenacious, at least those of us with spiritual understanding. The more Satan kicks us, the taller we stand. I thank you.
I first
spread God’s light in the area I stay in now, but I don’t forget my house on
I am lucky in that I am very visually orientated which gives me the ability to see the light with my mind. Yet, I think every one can learn to see it. The ability to see God’s light is part of our human make-up, as are many more unexplored abilities. We have a wonderful future ahead of us as long as we keep striving for it.
3/8/08
Ah, this morning was wonderful. We met on the mountain with Jesus and then went about the world spreading the light as usual. Some of us stepped up to God and then we all joined in a circle on the mountain until we were all imbued with a golden light to carry around the world.
I spent the
first part of my meditation concentrating on the home where I am staying
temporarily and the area then back to the old house and around
God’s light made me feel like a golden giant walking across the land and I took a notion to remove a large heavy stone that blocked earth from the heavens. Probably symbolic, yet its resistance and screech as I tried to move it a fraction of an inch felt and sounded real. More glowing people came to join me in trying to push the boulder away that would open the door.
Finally, my friends from around the world, those who I labeled Y and V and W and others came to assist in pushing the stone. They are the strongest ones, the most able in spiritual and mental strength. When they showed up the stone groaned and scrapped, stone against stone, but it moved a few inches.
This stone is like the many facets of a diamond, it felt to us as if it was in one place but in actuality it was in a million places all around the world. As the others used their strength to push on the stone, God’s grandeur spilled from every opening, not only where we pushed but also into a other million slots above earth.
The gate that was once closed to us is being opened with our own spiritual faith and great effort. This is what Jesus meant when he said, “You need to do it for yourselves.” Truly Jesus we are trying. We are trying.
3/10/08
Yesterday I stopped in the gym after mass to view the Exhibition of Eucharistic Miracles and was surprised at my own ignorance. I didn’t know there had been so many miracles over the years regarding the communion host, not just reported miracles but many actual items held as sacred.
One group of communion wafers was almost three hundred years old and still as fresh as ever. Some reports told of communion wafers bleeding after being stabbed with hatred, some of thief’s trying to hide communion but the glowing light gave them away, some of communion hosts turning to blood and even overflowing the chalice. One of the latest, from 2001 shows an actual photo of the face of Jesus Christ on a communion host, not preserved in glass.
I think
that communion hosts are made of flour and water; therefore, it is amazing that
host involved in miracles could last so many years. Obviously they have been
transformed during the mass, as we are taught in the Catholic Church, into the
actual body and blood of Jesus. Until I saw this exhibit I accepted this
teaching, but it didn’t sink in as relevant or factual until now. Now I
understand its truth like never before. I deeply thank the
3/11/08
It was a terrorist act that destroyed my home. Here is why I believe this: A few months ago, when I went to ask the women next door in a very nice way about trash or music, I forget exactly what, I saw a very strange event. As I stood next to her, I saw what seemed to be an invisible person, ten feet tall, suddenly shrink down to her level. It looked as if she unfolded upon herself. Her eyes then penetrated into mine as if she was angry at something. This only lasted for a few seconds I spoke nicely. She readily agreed. But as I walked away, I wondered what I had just witnessed. I already knew that evil ones go into people. They often don’t stay long if we are spiritual and have Jesus near-by. I had spoken to this women before who seemed ok once and would be again.
But something covered her as we spoke, something even more evil than I am used to. This wasn’t the first time I had ever seen such a being; I remembered a time when Jesus took me to Mars. A Mars empty of people, but not of evil.
Jesus asked me, "Do you want to see the enemy?"
I said, "Yes."
He took me to a reddish brown open cave that stood on high ground. There he showed me an invisible being that stood about ten feet tall. It shimmered in and out of my ability to focus on it. At times it was made up of a mere outline and at other seconds it’s body was full. It didn’t seem sinister at that moment, just tall and huge, but I shuddered. The sight only lasted for a short moment and Jesus and I remained invisible to this being.
Many months later, after we sent the light around the empty planet of Mars, Jesus told me that it was cleaned of evil. Did this evil die out or did it come down to earth? This all happened after 9/11 so it must have been here already. I suspect that our prayers are effective and that we chased it off Mars just as we can eventually chase it off Earth.
In light of what happened to my home recently I need to wonder if that thing kept coming back. Did it push the lady to keep hooking up the gas? Did it know what would happen eventually? Maybe that is why I felt so much need to pray from where I lived.
I believe that this being is behind the terrorists plots and the serious damage we are doing to ourselves right now. It is trying to destroy us from inside out. We can't allow this. We are better than this. We are taller than this being when we chose to stand tall. It is time to stand tall and send God's light energy against this being.
Jesus said to me not too long ago, "You have only begun to fight."
I guess he was right, though, I didn't know what he meant at the time. I am only now beginning to join in the real, life-long battle against evil. Only those of us who are mature in life and spirit understand what we are up against.
While I am on the subject of fault, I can’t help blame DTE Energy as well for the destruction of my home. I have learned that DTE went out to that house three times because of illegal hookups. After the second time, DTE should have cut the gas off at the street and removed the meter any possibility for a hook-up. So I hold DTE responsible, but none of the lawyers I have talked to so far agree. So I am out of a home and the resources to find another.
3/11/08
On a more pleasant note, I am looking for a place to live. There are many government subsidized co-ops around, but the waiting list is long. Any place I go besides a subsidized place will cost me much more to live each month than I am used to. I am lucky that I still have a job and look forward to a small Social Security check in the coming months.
I will write about it here when I do find a place to live. It will be different, but I trust in God to move me where I am needed. Although my enemies seem to have the upper hand right now, they won't for long. I still follow heaven's decrees and I am sure that God will have his own say soon.
3/15/08
I notice that I write less for the web since my house was damaged. I guess that is to be expected from such a drastic change in life style. Jesus has never left me even while the glass blew in from the outside and he has spoken to me often since. He tells me that I will be a good and sometimes needed influence where ever I go. So now I feel like I am on the road as I go back and forth between places to live, and like everyone else who travels a long way to work, spending too much on gas. The amount of driving has tripled since I have been displaced. Yet, I can’t complain too much. My family has provided me with a comfortable room at each home where I stay. I am very thankful for their help.
This morning, after I put the rosary tape in and met with Jesus on the mountain, I met with many who were also on the mountain. I assured them that they would be ok, that the evil one can’t find them so easily as it found me. Many assured me that they weren’t worried, that it is part of the insidious war we are in today. We Americans are getting used to sending soldiers off to war, but not so used to fighting in a war ourselves. I think now we are in a subtle war that few people notice as yet, a war that will either destroy us or completely break us free of evil.
Those who haven’t read my book, Traveling in Time and Space: An encounter with Jesus, may not know that Mars was one of the disaster worlds Jesus used for an example. I didn’t know it until later when Jesus showed it to me the second time. If we don’t take care of our environment now, earth may resemble Mars one day. When I first learned this, it frightened me badly. Now I am used to the idea and think it would take a million years or more, a very long time, but still a worry.
The solution is prayer and meditation. The solution is learning how to spread God’s light around the earth. The solution is for more and more people to join the fight. We are the solution, but Jesus started us on the correct road two thousand years ago. Now it is up to us to finish the battle.
Tomorrow is Palm Sunday when we go to church and receive palms for our homes. It is a reminder of how Jesus was greatly honored one day, and put to death the next. We wonder how could this be? How could the people have turned so abruptly against Jesus who healed so miraculously? Some of us are beginning to understand. Those who gather together to pray and meditate love Jesus and promise to continue the battle he began on the cross.
3/16/08
I couldn’t help crying in church again this morning when we all sang, “We’re you there when they crucified the Lord,” but I wasn’t sure if I was crying for myself or what happened to Jesus. Life and the events that impinge on most of us has a lot to do with our ability to empathize with other people. Empathy grows through experience and self pain. Those of us who lost something valuable at different times in our life can more easily understand the trauma that another person goes through after a loss.
Well, I write these notes because of my talks with Jesus, not as a platform of complaints. Jesus has not stopped talking to me because my home was destroyed, just the opposite, but what he has said to me lately is vague. He mentions certain promises with events not to far in the future. It isn’t something I want to put on the web yet. In fact, his promises worry me because, right now, I am fearful of believing in good events. Also, I am leery of a false promise slipping in from the evil one. So I continue to walk steadily forward and trust in Jesus to undo the evil that was done. Then I realize that so many other people have been through similar disasters, who am I to believe in turn-around? Yet, I truly believe that when evil strikes God can and does go over its head. We may not always notice, but when God shows his face…? Nothing more needs to be said here. Those who are too stubborn to believe will soon have reason to bow their heads in shame and then lift them up in hope. Today’s world needs a strong ray of hope and I think Jesus is going to help with that problem.
3/20/08-Just notes about my personal situation
I am so happy that I found my second cat. She's been hiding in the basement ceiling for the last month and wouldn't come out or cry to let me know she was there. I didn't know if she was dead or alive because I hadn't heard anything of her. Finally, when I went back to look at the house yesterday, I heard her cry. I don't know what she drank or ate during the whole month. She is very skinny now where she used to be fat. I will fatten her up again.
I am learning what the life of a commuter is like. It took me an hour and a half to get to work yesterday where it should only take me 40 to 50 minutes. Today, with no rain or accidents on the road, it only took me 50 minutes. I guess I will get used to the long drive. With the weather getting better, the drives should too. Besides, I say the rosary, maybe two rosaries, on my way to work, and listen to CD's from The Learning Company on the way home. Except that I don't have a home anymore, do I?
I had considered the idea of moving back on Farnsworth. That is why I went to look at the house again with an eye towards having it fixed up. Truly, it is too bad for me to fix up. It still hurts me to go there. It is unbelievable what was done to the yard, let alone the house. Perhaps a good handy-man could make it livable again, I don't know. A contractor told me after viewing the photos on the internet that the masonry alone would cost $50,000. It was only a guess. I know the structure shifted because there are gaps in the walls now, but I am not sure what that means.
I also
don't know what it means that the city of
I certainly don't have the cash to have the house fixed up, so I am searching real estate offices to buy a home with the help of my kids. I may need to try to purchase a home myself, if possible. Probably, I don't have good enough credit or don't make enough money. It is all up in the air for now.
Note- Wixom Towing put a scam on me a few years ago when my car engine exploded. I was dumb enough to leave it set on the side of the rode for days. By the time my son went to get it, it was gone. No problem, I thought. The towing company would charge me about a $100.00 for the towing. Not so. I forgot all about it and received a bill a few years later for $1,000.00. Before that no one contacted me from the towing company and no one called me. It was a scam to make more money by the towing company. Now I have bad credit which will effect my ability to buy a house. If anyone else has suffered such a scam by this same towing company, let me know. We might be able to prevent similar scams from happening to the next person.
I hope and pray that all of you have a nice, enjoyable Easter. Jesus means for us to be thankful and happy. These Good Friday services hurt me deeply, but they are over now and I look forward to celebrating Christ as Risen. I love you Jesus.
3/24/08
I took a few minutes to turn on the chants, relax, and talk with Jesus this evening. I had been thinking too much of myself lately and felt guilty because of it, but as soon as I closed my eyes Jesus stood next to me. We stepped into space. At once we were surrounded by stars ablaze in bright light and surrounded by vivid purples, reds, and yellows of every hue.
Jesus took hold of both my hands in his and said, “It will all be well.”
I smiled in the warmth of his words. Yes, somehow all will be well. God is in his heaven and all will be right with the world. Now if I could just convince my mind of what my heart knows.
As we stood there surrounded by swirling heavens, I mentioned to Jesus that I didn’t have anything to write about this week. Ashamed, I admitted it was because I have been caught up in my own life too much. He assured me that I would have something to write about. As soon as he said this and we parted, I realized that I did have something to write about, my feelings of hurt and pain when I read the article in Time Magazine for March.
I had been
reading an article about one of the wisest men in the world, the Dalia Lama,
and about his long struggle to be an example of compassion. When I came near
the end of the article and read about the dance halls, karaoke parlors, and
brothels in
My heart doesn’t only cry for Tibetans who are learning to care more for play than prayer, but also for us Americans who party and play and gamble as if there were no tomorrow to contend with or a life after death. It isn’t that gambling and such is so bad, it is just that it drives us in the wrong direction, in the opposite direction we need to feed our souls.
The phrase
that Mary spoke to the children at
The image of it breaks my heart as it did Mary’s. Too many people are living and dying without concern for their soul. Souls are falling like snowflakes. The imagery is vivid and its truth uncontestable. Mary, the Queen of Heaven has stated it as fact about a hundred years ago, and I doubt if the direction of our souls has changed for the better since.
If you can’t visualize of your own soul as a delicate snow flake falling into danger after death, think of your children’s souls, or parents, or grandparents, or friends. I shudder at the thought that any single person could fall into any kind of hell. If you doubt such a place exists, that is one thing, but dare you take the chance?
I asked Jesus, “Please, can’t we somehow stop this snow blizzard? I would do anything if I could.”
But Jesus already did. He died and arose from the dead for us. Surly that taught us something? Enough to stay out of hell? The winter is too long. Somehow we must lessen the snow flakes from falling. Somehow we must return to spring.
3/27/08
I just read an interesting article on the web from the Scientific American magazine about compassion. The study reported in the article suggests that compassion can be learned. Those of us who meditate may open up areas in the brain that facilitates our ability to empathize with other people. Imagine our world if compassion and empathy those top of the ladder qualities of the Love one another command from Jesus were taught in our schools, workplaces, homes, and other institutions. I promise you that compassion and empathy are taught on the planets where God reigns supreme.
Yes, a deep and abiding love for God is the first commandment on these worlds, but it shouldn't be called a commandment but a joy of the mind. I have been there, if for only a moment, and experienced what it means to have God fill my mind. The remembered joy was so wonderful that I still try to reenact the same feelings on this world although it can be difficult.
I am best able to keep God in my life when I meditate. Meditation is so valuable that it should be taught to everyone from birth onwards because it is just as important a learning as speech or manners.
It is the duty of writers to put forward what we see that lies beneath the surface of every day life. What good is a book unless it reveals truths most people haven't had the time or inclination to discover? This is my purpose in writing. I may be wrong about what I see, but I will have put it forward regardless. Something pushes and prods humans though we know not what. At times I believe I have discovered it. Most religions have searched for it and found it enough to give a name to it. I have experienced the freedom of a world without it. Once you walk in the light, it is doubly hard to move back into the darkness again.
3/30/08
I felt so much better after I stepped into church this morning. While there, Jesus assured me that I am following God, that the steps I have taken so far agree with heaven. It causes me worry because my life is so upside down right now I find each step a puzzle: should I search out this house, should I settle for a lose of independence, should I go back, should I stay here? I accept that God knows what I need and will move me forward accordingly. That is all I can truly know.
Although many people don’t believe in the power of prayer, perhaps because they can’t see immediate results, my certainty in the power of God’s light holds firm. I realized while I sat in the pew this morning that besides those of us who pray and go to church, there is one another who believes in the power of prayer.
That person is who we call the evil one. The devil and his high rollers know God’s power too. They fight constantly against it’s effects. I bring this up because I have begun to realize how forcefully I have been attacked by the other side. My car was side swiped in front of my home a few months ago, a white limo sat for days near-by visiting no one, going no place, just sitting. Was it a threat? My home was destroyed by a seeming accident that was actually a deliberate attempt to either get rid of me or chase me out. Why? Why?
Because the
evil one knows about the power of prayer. I had been concentrating my prayer on
the city of
As Jesus said, “All will be well.”
Though we go through traumas and may wade through more to come, we will persevere. Thank you Jesus.