10/7/13

Images of tiny wild flowers and green grass swirled around my7 ankles as I walked the meadow to meet with the others beneath a vivid blue sky with fluffy clouds rolling over our heads. Talk is superfluous at these prayer gatherings. It is all about God and calling other people to join us. I suspect that many do join us but don’t know it because they are not used to seeing themselves move their spirit. Many more people will learn because that is probably Jesus purpose in teaching some of us how.

As we all hold hands here in the meadow I feel the love of God penetrate my bones, so much so, I feel lit up like an x-ray, the golden light a complement to my being.

As we send out this love in waves around the world I realize once again that love is life and the two cannot be separated. God is love and love is life. I see flowers fill every nook and cranny as a symbol of the beauty of love and life. Below ground too life thrives because of love, the worms and bugs crawl and do what they have evolved to do, clean the place up and remake it fresh. The air too gets freshened by clouds and rain and the system works wonderfully for the benefit of life.

This spaceship earth is a perfect example of love. Its only flaws are those places where we humans have disturbed the ground and air and water. But we are a part of this all consuming love too, though many run from knowing this truth. It is this ignorance that compels some people to scar parts of the earth with war and industry. So unnecessary.

We will learn, our mistakes will bare bad fruit and eventually teach us better how to live. Somehow we will finally coexist on a healthy planet as we learn that we all share in its abundance. Its dirt is our food, its rivers our drink, its life our life. No wonder God rains on good and sinners alike. We are bound together in this ship of fools but have been given the power to fill it with contentment and peace if we choose.

Guess I felt soppy today, can’t help it. My feeling of love when I look at a plant or weed glowing green under sunshine or rain is so intense it takes my breath away. The older I get the more I love every inch of this earth and want to help preserve it. I can laugh at myself because I finally realize that even a mystic must sometimes be practical and face the need to get out and do something solid and real.

I wanted to take Kali to Sacred Heart Church Saturday because Father was blessing all the pets. I couldn’t go because my son came over to do some work for me. I intend to bring her next year. I think it is a great idea. All animals are worth blessing. Can’t bring Princess because she refuses to leave the house. Her frantic upset would overcome a blessing. I think saying the rosary fills my home and the life in it with blessings.

10/12/13

I haven’t been putting a lot on the web lately or even traveling with Jesus, but I think it is ok. Jesus told me a few years ago that I had already written what the children of the future will need. I think what I have given them is a ray of hope, a way out of a predicament we can’t imagine today. I dearly pray that we can avoid serious turmoil in the future, but who knows? So, just in case it is needed, I give these writings and reports of travels to the children of that future who might need them. How will they access what I wrote on an internet so long ago in the past? I don’t know. All I do know is that they did find the writings. An angel told me once, “We believed you.” I think these writings began their trajectory into the past and their attempt to save the future. I hope they have succeeded.

I learn that I enjoy writing short stories and intend to spend more time doing so. I like the last story I put on the web. Much of my writing is what I think is true, almost, or potentially true in an off centered way. Well, of course, it is the truth. Does anyone write what isn’t true? Even so called fiction can have a lot of subtle truth inserted between the pages. If this wasn’t true, who would read it. So I am going to put my thinking cap on and write more stories.

10/21/13

When we call to children to join us on the mountain and then take them around the world to join in and help people, I have learned it is best if we take American children to Africa and the Buddhist children here to America. I imagine it feels exotic to step out your own culture to give aid. For a half minute, a child can help distribute food or water to a line of people standing beneath the hot sun of Africa, while the Buddhist children can come here and stand beside children in great mental turmoil to spread calm and peace. The children like these small trips and I like to take them when I am able to concentrate well enough. Children enjoy helping other people. I have also learned to be specific and concentrate on one child at a time. Often I don’t know the child but just call to them as strangers, as if out of nowhere. I believe each child sees these few moments as a nice daydream, but today I met with a surprise.

As we gathered on the mountain, we called numerous children to join us. It was wonderful because we had layers and layers of people gathered into a circle, some from the future. Often during church, I think of these gatherings on the mountain when we join hands to say the Our Father and it is very similar. God poured glowing light upon us I realized that what we were really feeling was the essence life, a glow of life that makes all things well and perfect.

Each of us concentrated on one or two children to take with us. I brought a few children to Africa and we handed out bowls of food or helped fill water jugs. I was greatly surprised to meet a young African boy, a gangly teen, who joined us by insisting he tell us his name. I can’t pronounce it but think it starts with a J and sounded like Jakar. He asked me to show him how we could come to visit with our minds. Amazed, I took him by the arm and showed him his own country from the sky, elephants and lions and tall grass. The other children loved this visit with the lions too. Then I gave him fast glimpses of our western world from the sky: a school bus picking up children, a suburban subdivision, children on a playground, the statue of liberty, the vastness of the oceans.

He was amazed and suddenly said, “I will teach.” And I believe he will. I told him I would look in on him now and again and answer any questions he might have. He came with us as we went to see a child soldier in his country and he became distressed at their hearts so hardened by fate.

I explained that we traveled under the auspices of God. I showed him how God helped us add an extra bag of food or increased the food bowls.

“We always do this as if in prayer,” I told him.

This seemed to please him. I saw determination and wonder in his eyes and felt proud of our visit this day. We said good-by and popped back home just as my rosary disk was finishing up with the last prayers.

Oh, I forgot. I also told him that simple, crank computers were coming to his land and would eventually spread and his eyes lit up with hope. I don’t know where we were in Africa when we picked up this strong minded young man. We had visited many spots, even a refugee camp, but I think he was from a place that is very backward. I intend to go back and help him learn how to see because, to teach, he needs to know of many places. I speculate if such things would have been possible a hundred years ago before television.

10/23/13

I woke up too early this morning because my mind wouldn’t stay off the figure six million. Just yesterday I’d read an article in Yahoo news that 6 million young people in the US have nothing to do all day. They don’t go to school or have a job. It’s as if we are sweeping a whole generation under the rug—out of sight-out of mind. I suspect that if it isn’t fixed, it will come back to haunt us.

There is no excuse for the corporations to not provide employment for more people. If a person isn’t trained, train them. If a person is low in intelligence let them make deliveries or sweep. Our president has enough on his plate, but I wish the next president would begin to tax every corporation and company for each person they have the funds to hire but don’t.

How can any company make hundreds of thousands of dollars and not share a portion of that by creating a new job? Invent a job if nothing else. So many complain about charity and so do I because if everyone had a job there would be little need for charity. A mature society would not want people to remain idle with no chance to create, to build, to learn, to provide. We have a long way before we get mature but we could begin that growth now.

At one time, the auto companies and the government provided training and high school classes. I think there is some free training out there but not nearly enough, and certainly not enough jobs when training is done. This is God’s country and it was given to everyone—so at least, those of you with the means, please give someone a job.