We look to celebrate Christmas in a few weeks. Many people know that the date is originally a pagan holiday. Not knowing the true birth date of Christ, the birth date of Baal was adopted as it was already a familiar holiday. Or so I’ve read.
Many people think that was the actual birthday of Jesus Christ. Others claim the entire story is fiction. Some scholars propose that the character Jesus of the gospels is a composite character of several enigmatic men of the time.
One enigmatic speaker claimed most of the holy texts are provided to us by a hierarchy of higher-conscious beings. The purpose of these characters or archetypes is to stimulate spiritual growth and heightened consciousness.
Our physicists and some mystics proclaim that all manifested creation is an elaborate illusion.
What matters then, how we define the reality of Jesus? What is real.
‘Heaven and earth will pass away but my words will never pass away.’
God is changeless, timeless they say. Time is not a constant Einstein says.
That which is, was, will always be is Truth.
What of this enigmatic man who came to us in a relative reality, and spoke Truth?
Clearly he understood Truth.
What was Christ’s birthday but the day Jesus knew the Truth. We can celebrate it every day.
Sunday, December 15, 2019
Saturday, November 23, 2019
The Good Samaritan II
I realized something interesting.
I’ve known for years that reading the holy books can create a vibration. It starts in the brain, and affects one’s outlook. Such a small change can affect the direction of one’s life and create change in others. It can move mountains.
Today I read a news article about a man who was acquitted of helping illegal immigrants. He had been leaving water in the desert for them so they would not die. The government prosecuted him and he faced the possibility of 10 years in jail.
Then I read the comments. Usually the comments are very disheartening, but today they were more balanced, thoughtful.
Reading the comments. I find some I don’t totally agree with but they make me feel better, energized, compassionate. Then there are a few that strip away that good feeling and leave me angry. That’s a really good way to tell who walks in the ways of Christ and as in this case the Good Samaritan won ❤️
There is hope out there 🌈
I’ve known for years that reading the holy books can create a vibration. It starts in the brain, and affects one’s outlook. Such a small change can affect the direction of one’s life and create change in others. It can move mountains.
Today I read a news article about a man who was acquitted of helping illegal immigrants. He had been leaving water in the desert for them so they would not die. The government prosecuted him and he faced the possibility of 10 years in jail.
Then I read the comments. Usually the comments are very disheartening, but today they were more balanced, thoughtful.
Reading the comments. I find some I don’t totally agree with but they make me feel better, energized, compassionate. Then there are a few that strip away that good feeling and leave me angry. That’s a really good way to tell who walks in the ways of Christ and as in this case the Good Samaritan won ❤️
There is hope out there 🌈
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Moving Time
Why are we sometimes stuck in a rut?
We’re spinning our wheels, running hard and getting nowhere new.
Just keepin’ on keepin’ on.
We wanted to be here and now we want more.
What is here that keeps us?
If we really had to, we could be gone in a flash!
But we won’t let go.
It’s indecision that stops time.
Change is the true mark of time.
Change is the doorway that marks the entrance to a different era.
Our memory works that way. Each doorway marks a new recording session.
How long have you looked at these four walls?
Let your mind wander and see where it goes.
We’re spinning our wheels, running hard and getting nowhere new.
Just keepin’ on keepin’ on.
We wanted to be here and now we want more.
What is here that keeps us?
If we really had to, we could be gone in a flash!
But we won’t let go.
It’s indecision that stops time.
Change is the true mark of time.
Change is the doorway that marks the entrance to a different era.
Our memory works that way. Each doorway marks a new recording session.
How long have you looked at these four walls?
Let your mind wander and see where it goes.
Saturday, July 6, 2019
The Alarm Clocks
One day you wake up and you recognize all the hints that you were sleeping.
My coworker wants to know if he can bring an alarm clock on a plane.
He is strange, so ok. I said your phone does that.
He wants to save it’s memory. ???
Same day my former boss is giving away his alarm clock.
It’s like a recurring symbol in a dream, telling me to wake up!
Wake up, to what?
This dream is almost over.
In a dream, symbols are used when reality is pressing in on the dream.
The waking world is woven into the dream world.
The symbols appear, here too, in the conscious world.
For it too is woven of mind.
My coworker wants to know if he can bring an alarm clock on a plane.
He is strange, so ok. I said your phone does that.
He wants to save it’s memory. ???
Same day my former boss is giving away his alarm clock.
It’s like a recurring symbol in a dream, telling me to wake up!
Wake up, to what?
This dream is almost over.
In a dream, symbols are used when reality is pressing in on the dream.
The waking world is woven into the dream world.
The symbols appear, here too, in the conscious world.
For it too is woven of mind.
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Messages from Beyond
One day you realize you were living a pattern and you just came full circle.
You realize that something started early in your life, and you lost something. Now it is many years later when you find much has been restored to you, and that symbol of what you lost is returned.
Even the symbol of what was lost and what is returned contains yet another symbol of what you have become. It contains your trademark, the statement of the value added through your experience of loss and gain.
God speaks to you through the symbols. What are words, but symbols of meaning.
God speaks with the sound of many voices. That is because he is fluent in every language.
One of the Lessons you are here to learn is to communicate on every level.
The Angels’ language is that of symbols.
They speak telepathically transmitting a language of thought. It’s form is geometric.
Your messages are all about you and within you. They represent layers of reality and levels of mind.
It’s sheer genius, relevance, complexity and simplicity, the elegance will tell you it is a Word from Beyond.
You realize that something started early in your life, and you lost something. Now it is many years later when you find much has been restored to you, and that symbol of what you lost is returned.
Even the symbol of what was lost and what is returned contains yet another symbol of what you have become. It contains your trademark, the statement of the value added through your experience of loss and gain.
God speaks to you through the symbols. What are words, but symbols of meaning.
God speaks with the sound of many voices. That is because he is fluent in every language.
One of the Lessons you are here to learn is to communicate on every level.
The Angels’ language is that of symbols.
They speak telepathically transmitting a language of thought. It’s form is geometric.
Your messages are all about you and within you. They represent layers of reality and levels of mind.
It’s sheer genius, relevance, complexity and simplicity, the elegance will tell you it is a Word from Beyond.
Saturday, June 22, 2019
Something Visceral
That gnawing feeling, something deep down, that you can’t shake.
You know something’s wrong.
Sometimes it’s a bad feeling, like an omen. Don’t go out tonight... stay away from him... or maybe don’t loan him money.
Sometimes you have a strong aversion to a person, place or thing. It’s so strong that you cannot fight it. You move away. You don’t know what you’re afraid of. You don’t know what you’re missing.
Your subconscious knows. It processes the information your conscious mind cannot or will not recognize.
Sometimes the only danger is to your mind. But you need to face that fear, find out why it’s there.
Why are you dreading this place? Does it remind you of something, someone?
It’s never been wrong, and I’ve never given in to the dark warnings.
They are like alarm bells going off in my chest and in the pit of my stomach.
But the aversions, they are more subtle. You simply don’t go there, don’t do that and never think about why.
Your mind is keeping a secret from you. It’s playing God with your life.
You got hurt there and it won’t let you try again.
It’s sheltering, protecting you... deciding for you... just like mommy once did.
Just like a parent, it’s been decided for you: you’re not allowed to play there, go there, see those people.
This is because you recoiled emotionally, and refuse to mentally acknowledge your experience.
After you grow up, you may classify that past experience differently. By remembering the incident, you free up emotion. Right now, the negative emotional energy from past hurts drains you, and you have less compassion for those around you. You have regrets about your life and resentments about it’s direction. You don’t know why you don’t make changes.
Something visceral is there, something you don’t understand, and that means you have unfinished business, uncharted courses, unfinished love. Your desires were once thwarted. You need to heal and get back to living.
Are you ready to try again?
You know something’s wrong.
Sometimes it’s a bad feeling, like an omen. Don’t go out tonight... stay away from him... or maybe don’t loan him money.
Sometimes you have a strong aversion to a person, place or thing. It’s so strong that you cannot fight it. You move away. You don’t know what you’re afraid of. You don’t know what you’re missing.
Your subconscious knows. It processes the information your conscious mind cannot or will not recognize.
Sometimes the only danger is to your mind. But you need to face that fear, find out why it’s there.
Why are you dreading this place? Does it remind you of something, someone?
It’s never been wrong, and I’ve never given in to the dark warnings.
They are like alarm bells going off in my chest and in the pit of my stomach.
But the aversions, they are more subtle. You simply don’t go there, don’t do that and never think about why.
Your mind is keeping a secret from you. It’s playing God with your life.
You got hurt there and it won’t let you try again.
It’s sheltering, protecting you... deciding for you... just like mommy once did.
Just like a parent, it’s been decided for you: you’re not allowed to play there, go there, see those people.
This is because you recoiled emotionally, and refuse to mentally acknowledge your experience.
After you grow up, you may classify that past experience differently. By remembering the incident, you free up emotion. Right now, the negative emotional energy from past hurts drains you, and you have less compassion for those around you. You have regrets about your life and resentments about it’s direction. You don’t know why you don’t make changes.
Something visceral is there, something you don’t understand, and that means you have unfinished business, uncharted courses, unfinished love. Your desires were once thwarted. You need to heal and get back to living.
Are you ready to try again?
Friday, June 14, 2019
An Arizona Ice Floe
He’s 99 years old.
He’s crusty, old, still sharp but can’t walk. He falls on the way to the bathroom.
He falls and the paramedics come to pick him up.
They told him he has to go to a home.
He doesn’t want to go.
Sunday is Fathers Day.
I heard they’re taking him out to dinner.
I can’t imagine how it feels.
When you’re feeling abandoned.
In Alaska when it was time, the elderly would be set out to sea upon an ice floe.
Imagine that feeling, but amazingly they knew what to expect.
In Arizona there are no ice floes.
He’s crusty, old, still sharp but can’t walk. He falls on the way to the bathroom.
He falls and the paramedics come to pick him up.
They told him he has to go to a home.
He doesn’t want to go.
Sunday is Fathers Day.
I heard they’re taking him out to dinner.
I can’t imagine how it feels.
When you’re feeling abandoned.
In Alaska when it was time, the elderly would be set out to sea upon an ice floe.
Imagine that feeling, but amazingly they knew what to expect.
In Arizona there are no ice floes.
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