10/3/15

            I stood above the city and poured out a bundle of energy from God. I watched as it burst and splattered over the land. I repeated this in major cities around the US. Sure, I used my imagination to burst each bubble, but each carried real energy given to me by God. Others were doing the same thing in their respective nations. Jesus had led us up to the glowing mountain peak where our bodies and souls were filled with so much energy we had to share it or burst ourselves. So this is what we did, our spirits standing like giants over the land sending out beauty and love. I sometimes think of evil as a parasite with a billion roots like a strand that has wiggled itself into our institutions. I picture God’s energy as brightening up each area between those ugly strands and swelling each area with light.

            When I consider the great gift God has given us, I realize that whatever means we use to share this great gift works. Whether a simple smile or a bubble of light from God’s mountain. The main point is in the sharing and giving until more and more people care and learn to walk towards the lighted mountain peak. We are all invited to stand at its top with the angels and gather in the substance of God.

            As I walked the earth spreading light, I paused a moment here and there to sent the energy into a few specific people. I went to one young girl in school who is was acting belligerent towards a teacher. She seemed to me to be a natural leader who was using those skills wrong. I saw another girl she was enticing to go along with her wrongness. I stood next to the first girl and showed her through images the possible consequences of her actions. I surrounded her with God light as I spoke. She had been daydreaming instead of doing school work, so it was easy to slide my thoughts towards her.

In turn, she surprised me by asking me who I was. “Are you an angel so something?” I told her that I wasn’t an angel but that I like work with them. I told her with her ability to lead, she could do wonders in her school and later. I showed her an image of this happening. She smiled as she sat daydreaming and I believe our communication was fruitful. It isn’t always because so many people refuse to listen.

I went to other people this morning too, another child I smothered in God energy because he seemed on the cusp of a decision. I told him that he could best help his father by growing up and becoming a lawyer. I filled him with God energy and encouragement and hoped he would turn that way into the future. I also went to a few adults to encourage them through the day. In all, I think I was successful this morning which helped my own feelings of accomplishment.  I thanked Jesus and the others who stand with us upon the golden mountain peak as the rosary ended.

 

 

Pope Francis


10/11/15

I had something like an epiphany at church last Sunday. As I was walking up for communion, I saw my self as many different points swirling around my body as if I were many selves instead of one. I understood right away what it meant. It meant that I had numerous compartments of one self that were constantly swirling around. I am many points in a cloud of smoke with no single point any more important than any other. These many selves I call my psyche:  writer, painter, mother, aged women, pious, not so pious, spiritual, and many other talents and defects. My immediate understanding was the total collection of selves and tend to highlight certain traits at different times. This seems obvious now but the idea hit me all at once as I walked up the isle. It is true for all of us but I saw it as a vision that was like an actual cloud around me. My vision explained the extremes of attitudes we might have at the same time, such as the feeling of humility as well as fame and how both could both be part of the same person. Even if I were to find fame, it would only be a minor part of my total self. I felt greatly humbled by this understanding.    

Not long ago I watched a Buddhist comment about our bodies. He said we are mostly a collection of cells intertwined with millions of bacteria, we exude particles into the air around us as we walk and constantly pick up particles from the ground and air. We could be described as ‘walking earths.’ I love this phrase.

I think it was remembering this idea that helped form the image and understanding in the church. Actually, Jesus made a comment to me after I sat down. He said, “Now you are ready.”  He didn’t elaborate. I believe he meant that I had achieved another milestone in my walk towards heaven or enlightenment. The potential milestones for each of us are too numerous to count. Interestingly, I have learned when I travel with Jesus that even people who live on paradise worlds still have milestones to reach for. Like Jesus’ comment in the New Testament “Only God is good.”

 

 

My latest art work made of computer parts. I couldn’t keep the camera straight. Gave it to my son for his birthday.

10/29/15

            This evening the three of us followed Jesus to two different planets. One was so far evolved from us that I could hardly understand the people and the other was less evolved but strange. I could say that these two places were in a future time but I think that might be a wrong way to use time as an equivalent. What is time anyway? So if I say evolved then we all understand that in some way these humans were more capable or much different than we are today.

The first place Jesus took us was a planet very much like earth except the evening sky at sunset was purple instead of our red or pink. Jesus explained that this was caused by a different degree of sunlight but also by a recent bombardment of numerous asteroids. We amid huge fields of flowers that rose up and down with the hills. The flowers resembled lilies, they were as large as my hand and glowed bright ultra-violet in the dusky light. It was an amazing sight to be surrounded by a whole field of these gorgeous flowers with dark woods far in the distance. 

We lifted up into the sky and went to the daylight side of the planet. There we stood in a field of tall grass sprinkled with tiny flowers. The grass. purplish and green, seemed to curl deeply in one directing. The sun was bright here but not as bright as on earth.

            A small group of people were moving around in one cleared area doing various activities. There was a slanted lean-to made out of tree limbs or branches and leaves. The people wore plain loose tops and pants and looked normal in every way. Jesus explained that they were humans from earth who had came here the same way we did, but they used a greater amount of effort and a lot more mental power to achieve their physical status. That they were physical showed when they walked through the grass and did the other activity.

A lady noticed our ghost like selves, and smiled towards us. Her eyes had a slight Asian slant but otherwise everyone’s skin was a uniform tan color. Jesus walked up to the lady and a man and spoke to them.

After a few minutes, he turned to us and told us that these people had come here for only a short while to study the effect of the asteroids hitting the planet. They didn’t have any scientific instruments that I could see. Jesus explained that this form of travel was limiting because they could only bring what they could carry, but this didn’t matter because their idea of atmosphere investigation involved the pleasure in viewing the effect and beauty of the asteroids caused after they hit. In other words, they were here to await the sunset. Wow.

Flowers imply insects and bees etc, I wondered if they were worried about getting poisoned or attacked by some strange animal. The lady smiled when she heard my thoughts. She sent back that they used their minds to protect themselves. Nothing could harm them.

These people would be almost perfect by our standards. the other person, not sure if it was a man or women, who stepped over to us seemed quite taken by our primitiveness and seemed as amazed at our inability as we were in their abilities.

As we decided to leave, I asked Jesus if we could go meet some people who were more to our understanding. He agreed

The next planet we visited was less confusing but culturally upsetting. We walked into to a large, vast, cavernous building. It was so huge it seemed almost empty but it wasn’t. Many people stood waiting along the inside perimeter of the building. They were waiting for their petition to be called. What they waited for was a chance to look into or communicate with people inside the round well-like circle of holographic material. The viewing center has the ability to show events or people at any place and on most planets in the known human settled planets. We have seen these viewing centers before and Jesus once told us that every planet had at least one or two of these viewing centers, they were very costly, but considered a necessity.

This day, Jesus explained to us that by law, the viewing stations were supposed to be free to the population but in this area of this planet, the population had grown large and the people’s turn at the view station was limited. They needed a petition, and probably paid a bribe before the person was granted permission to step up to the viewing well or station.

The surface of the viewing station, raised 2 ½ to 3 feet off the ground and about 5 to 6 feet across, looked filled with still water that smoothed and hardened to glass when contact was made. A holographic image of a person, group, or city to be contacted would then rose out of the viewing well.

I noticed attendants wearing dark robes walk between the well and waiting people. They would walk to the periphery and single out a person to walk to the center where the station was. I was greatly surprised at the simple, utilitarian look of the area. I would have thought, given its importance, the structure would be elaborately decorated. All I saw were wooden beams holding up part of a roof and a plain, hard cement floor surrounding the viewing station. I wonder if we on earth are so used to an abundance of precious metals or gems we think they should be everywhere, but maybe they are scarce on some planets.

We didn’t stay long here either, but Jesus was right, these people were easier to understand.

 

10/30/15

I sat thinking about those highly evolved humans who can move their bodies at will and questioned what kind of culture they must have and how long did it take. I wondered if every one from that time had such abilities and how many thousands of years were they ahead of us?

 What I see in today’s world, (from my ripe old age of 72) is that many people don’t mature until they are 40 to 50 years of age, if then. This means that at any one time we have a world half filled with children and immature adults. People who crave to love and share and feel and learn, but also people who want the biggest and best, no matter that other people will go without, “Too bad. I worked hard for it. I earned it.” People who say “This land is mine” and refuse to share their territory because “I was here first.” People who stubbornly thrive on power because it feels good to shove other people of lesser power around.

The list could go on, but I don’t want to neglect our wonderful, childish tendency to find stupid, funny, beautiful things to laugh about and I love the irony of it all. For example, someone made Donald Trump face masks for Halloween. I can’t help wondering what kind of people bought them.    

Getting serious again, it is almost impossible for me to see how we humans finally achieve maturity and the kind of world this will bring. It is very far away in some dim distant future. Certainly long road to climb, but eventually we do mature. That is the amazing part of the message from Jesus. We do grow up someday. We join other races in the universe who have also matured as we move ever forwards. The difference is staggering but worth noting because we will become valuable members who help other worlds achieve maturity. It all fits God’s plan of growth and change, setbacks and forward pushes. Like a garden of flower seeds that goes through the seasons but keeps blooming into beautiful maturity.  

Oh, well. I am just philosophizing this morning. I see Syria empty out because the leader is stubborn, I watch skirmishes in Israel, I see race issues still at the forefront and unsettled in the US, I see the culture dividing between those with jobs and those without jobs, those with good income and those on the dole. I tend to worry about these issues but in truth “All is well in God’s kingdom.” It is well because hope moves us ever forward and achievement lies just around the corner. And...eventually, good will prevail.