11/6/15
I love my days off because I have time to philosophize,
meditate and talk with Jesus. This morning I thought of those times I feel caged
in by some subtle force that won’t let me rise and keeps pushing me down.
Feeling tied down is unsettling and I asked Jesus how to become free of these
bonds.
He said, “Meditation.”
His answer
was short but I believe he meant prayer and contemplation as well because they
can be forms of meditation. Meditation is freedom. It lifts us out of this mire
of sameness, the cluttered debris in which our minds continually swim. It gives
us the ability to visit with God and become more enlightened every time we
meditate. I was pleased at Jesus’ answer because I already follow his
prescription and I know through experience the height of freedom it brings.
So this morning, I
followed along with Jesus and a few other people as we walked up the mountain
to the golden peak that has put on display for us. It is my thought that Jesus
knows we in the west need something to focus on when we meditate or pray. A
mountain peak covered in God light fulfills this need.
At the top, I stood basking in the golden light-energy of God. It filled my every bone and pore. It filled my heart. Full of love, I reached down and touched luscious green grass and looked up into the deep blue sky. I was bursting with love and knew I needed to share this love with others. I began calling children from around the world to come and join me on the mountain. The others who stood with us did the same.
We collected boys and girls from different areas on earth. After we were all gathered upon the mountain and the children were also filled with light, we decided to travel to Mars. We stepped into the sky-tunnel, put our hands against the warmth of the wood, and walked up through the treeness of the sky tunnel with Jesus in the lead. A long line of children and adults climbed up and through the tunnel until we reach the very top.
We stood at
the high edge looking into the swirling mist like curtains that covered the
dark of space. Then we followed Jesus as he stepped off into space and into
Mars. As soon as we got there, we led the children down into old tunnels and
caverns in the rock. Some were small and some larger. Some were dark but the
rock in many chambers had a dim glow. A larger chamber we stood in looked like it had been well used once.
Wandering around, one child found what looked like a stairway dug into the rock and leading down. We followed it and came to a small pool of water with really strange, tiny fish swimming in it. The walls near this pool were almost bright with green. We also saw small streams flowing in and out of rocks. Another young girl found what looked like a series of front-rounded seats set into the rock. They didn’t look comfortable to sit on. We kept looking around for a short while. It takes only seconds to look around in spirit and the children get bored easily so we decided to go climb the highest mountain in the solar system.
The children readily agreed. So that is what we did. We floated to the surface, then lifted up and up over boulders until we stood on the very top of Olympus Mons. We could see the curve of Mars from this height and a slight yellow haze.
As we were
leaving, with Jesus’ nod, I told the children that the next time we come to
Mars we would travel into the past they could see the people who used to live
on our neighbor planet. Before we separated, I wanted to show the children once
again our beautiful thriving earth from space, so we stood as a group in space
looking down at the round marble we call home. After the bleakness of Mars, it
was easy to admire the aliveness of earth.
The kids
popped back home with a smile. Some children float in and out of focus during
our travels. I have told them this is ok because sometimes I loose my focus
too. We adults nodded good-by as well.
I felt pleased with my meditation this morning. Jesus likes it when we teach the children even though, as I suspect, they think they are daydreaming. Yet, when they grow older, I think their minds will remember these small trips through time and space. My own mind felt free and unhindered. I also felt deeply loved and golden. What more can I ask? Only that other people climb to the golden mountain peak. When more people learn how to go up upon the mountain, they can also call children to do the same. Children are like flowers struggling to bloom, we can brighten their sunshine, inside and out.
Olympus Mons compared to the state of
11/11/15
The other day while going into CVS drug store, I saw a nun from the Sisters of Charity standing in front of the building holding a woman’s hands. The woman had tears in her eyes and seemed in great psychological need. The sister glowed with holiness as she stood there in her white garments beneath the sunny blue sky, exuding empathy. It was such a beautiful scene; it is set forever in my mind. When I came out of CVS, she was gone.
Later, as I thought about what I had seen, I felt amazement at the courage the nun must have as she goes about doing God’s work. I recognize this courage because, even though I am just a little person, I get bogged down by the pressures of evil now and again. The attacks seem to come in waves that try to push me down. I fight back but it is not easy. Thinking about this holy nun, I imagined how hard her fight must be against evil. I wonder that with someone so holy, evil must be a constant force, force that constantly attempts to push in against her understanding of God and Jesus. Yet, the glow of empathy she radiates proves that God remains the greater, stronger presence.
Some Sundays, this same nun comes to