I often ask myself why my spirit is capable of soaring to infinite heights.  Why is my spirit held captive in this earth-bound body when it is capable of escape.  Why does it allow itself to be confined?  My mind cannot tell that spirit it must stay, neither can my mind command it to leave. 

There is so much that is unknown, unrevealed, unappreciated.  In moments of clarity, there is the realization that this spirit within me knows the answers to my questions, knows the Grand Scheme of which I can only guess.

Yet, so much more is being revealed in the technological age, as we who hunger after the whole truth, receive isolated fragments of information.  As we come together on the 'net and share these fragments, we see indications our fragments can be fitted together to seamlessly create a complete picture.

We are too flawed to have hope of seeing that complete picture while still confined to the earth plane, but we do experience those delicious fragments, we do see larger segments come together, and we do know that it exists and that it is there to protect us in the Grand Scheme of eternal matters.

And so, with each fragment delivered to my mind through my spirit, I have experienced the excitement of things to come, the peace of being assured of those things to come.

Just as Jesus entered my bedroom at 3 in the morning, In my mind's eye....there was perfect darkness....I was completely still. The darkness was gently interrupted by the most beautiful figure. It was in the distance....existing only by itself..... surrounded by the perfect darkness. I remember thinking of how rare it is for Jesus to transition from a higher state into the earth dimension. I instantly knew that his energy was all that I am, an antient and beloved friend.

In perfect communion...The essence of his intimacy moved toward me until it was right in front of me. I was amazed by the depth of his intimacy...never known by man yet known in my heart, as it was in the ancient days of Jerusalem where I was known as Mariam.

Time/Intimacy and perceptions

His essence shared with me how time, intimacy and our perceptions can shift our awarness in the present moment of our time.

It would take an eternity to reveal his message of intimacy and our perceptions and beliefs based on the timeless love of our eternality. I understood his message of divine intimacy so fully that I was no longer in my previous customary state but was led to find a peace in which I was united with Jesus and fulfilled with the most powerful feelings of perfect bliss! Every cell of my body was vibrating with the most wonderful sensations of love and joy and happiness!

and then there was a pause...and that of his departure..

The next thing I knew I heard him calling out my name "Donna" a depth that awakened my soul to that of my ancient soul family and the reminder of the intimacy we shared in the physical sense.

HEART PERCEPTIONS...LANGUAGE OF TRUTH

CONSCIOUSNESS OF MY BELOVED SOUL MATE

(fifth dimension exerience) THE EXPERIENCE THAT THERE IS NO PAST...IT IS REVEALED THAT CONSIOUSNESS IS LIVED IN THE NOW.. A COMMITMENT TO OUR ETERNAL LOVE

"How great is the mercy of the one who realized our union ... I believe that what I witnessed was evidence of a neurological process that has evolved to allow us humans to transcend material existence and acknowledge and connect with a deeper, more spiritual part of ourselves perceived of as an absolute, universal reality that connects us to our oneness.

If you could take all of the positive emotions, multiply them a hundred times, roll them up into one.....and administer them with the speed of electricity, that doesn't even come close to what I was expeiencing the last time we shared our intimacy and divine love. I witnessed our commitment that was entered into many years ago, to the estatic love of sharing the divine love for eternity.

Amazed at my revelation of my profound spiritual experience described by saints and mystics of every religion, and in every period of time, can also be attributed to the brain's activity that gives ritual its transcendent powers. How often the mind's need to understand these experiences can provide a biological origin for specific religious beliefs. Yet the ego of the human mind does not enter into the experience.

The truth is that there was no way to explain it away. It happened. The most important day of my life. The day that I was given the knowledge that our divine love is the love of Jesus, opened my heart to the profound truth that there is oneness in the surpreme God.

Not only does He exist, but there is a little piece of Him in all of us. Jesus is very real.

Over the holidays, I felt the urge to create a painting that would reveal my soul's passion. The winds were blowing and my light bringing forth a profound image of Beloved Jesus.

It was perfect and then known that what I was in denial of depth of love I have always known in my heart with my soulmate.

Tho we haven't spoken in years, I knew that the art represented what drew us together and our perfection of our divine love. I recently entered the art into a showing of visionaries, representing the Aloha love of Jesus.

Jesus in his many faces is a feeble human attempt of mine to recall my experience with a brush and paint.

"There is a little light that exists in all of us. The time has come to find that Light of Love within you....and let it shine."

ASCENSION AND BELIEF

Dear Ones, Many of you do not understand the meaning and purpose behind Ascension. Ascension is the joining of your light soul with the Divine Essence. As you learn and develop from your daily experiences, you Ascend to the Father, All That Is, The Universe. Each experience or lesson that was a learning and growing experience and was incorporated into your life has been an Ascension to a higher level of awareness and development of the gifts from the Divine Essence/Creator.

These gifts are given to each soul of the light to help in their development to the higher levels. It is up to each soul of the light to study, learn and develop these gifts to their fullest potential to reach the spiritual oneness with the Divine Essence/Creator.

Fear is a stumbling block that causes blockage and loss of these gifts. Each soul of the light knows and understands these gifts before it takes on the human form. When in transit from the light soul to the human form, the soul's memory and expertise of these gifts becomes dormant and placed far from the conscious mind.

The use of Meditation and Prayer helps to develop the focal point of these gifts. Complete concentration and focus fine-tunes each gift and ability the light soul was given. Negative emotions, greed, oppression, violence, anger, fear, are the damaging blocks that keep each light soul from being developed to it fullest potential and causes you to remain further away from the light of the Divine Essence/Creator.

Dear Ones, these gifts are given to you for a reason. The Divine Essence/Creator loves you deeply and unconditionally. Your light soul was made in His likeness. Your development and Ascension are all important in the transformation of your world into the next era.

Peace, love, trust and respect are all important in the uniting of all worlds, counties, races, religions. Respect these difference and take the time to learn as well as understand. Do not let them separate you from knowing or loving your neighbor. For in allowing this, you are separating yourself from the Divine Essence/Creator and all His light.

Develop your gifts and be of service to others. Use them wisely in the light, and the power of the light will be yours. Use them for good if your beliefs are different. Keep a balance in your life and you will always be protected by the Father, All That Is, God, or the Universe.

God's/Creator's light, peace and love to all

ALOHA CELEBRATION OF EASTER POETRY IN CELEBRATION OF OUR ANCIENT LINEAGE.

It is the sweetness of life; it is the sweet, tender, melting nature of Jesus, ever awakening our souls, always revealing God's love flowing up through his seed of life opening our hearts and soul

His secrets are revealed thru us as it has fulfilled our divine love and ancient memories of our sacred friend Jesus.

A touch of love doth this in measure; perfect love doth this in fullness.

This truth cannot be denied; ever unfolding are my reflections of our eternal love.

Like the silence of two friends together. You have shown me that there is a power which is divine, creative and loving as I often glimps into your soul..

Peace be with you in allways precious friend Michael.

Namatase, Mericiana (AKA Maria)

I discovered that there were a multitude of ways of perceiving, ways that were controllable by what I can only describe as an internal gesture of the mind. It was as if one's self-awareness had a central point of intensest being, and this core of being could be moved about at will....

The first hint that I really had the power to control the way I looked at things happened in connexion with music....I lost myself in a Schubert Quartet partly by ceasing all striving to understand it, partly by driving off intruding thoughts, and partly by feeling the music coming up inside me, myself a hollow vessel filled with sound....Gradually I found, that though I could not listen by direct trying I could make some sort of internal gesture after which listening just happened. Sometimes I seemed to put my awareness into the soles of my feet, sometimes to send something which was myself out in the hall, or to feel that I was standing just beside the orchestra...close to the music. Sometimes it closed over my head, and I came away rested and feeling light-limbed.

At this time also I began to surmise that there might be different ways of looking as well as of listening. One day I was idly watching some gulls as they soared high overhead. I was not interested, for I recognized them as "just gulls," and vaguely watched first one and then another. Then all at once something seemed to have opened. Idle boredom with the familiar became a deep-breathing peace and delight. My whole attention was gripped by the pattern and rhythm of their flight.

...I had been brought up to believe that to try was the only way to overcome difficulty....So if ping-pong was difficult, one must try. The result was a stiff body, full of effort, and a jerky swipe at the ball, until someone said: "Play with a loose arm," and I tried, unbelieving. At once the ball went crisply skimming the net to the far court, not once only, but again and again, as long as I could hold myself back from meddling. What surprised me was that my arm seemed to know what to do by itself, it was able to make the right judgments of strength and direction quite without my help....

My next discovery about movement was while darning stockings. I was usually clumsy-fingered, fumbling and impatient to be finished, but slow because I did not find the task interesting....Now I found I could make some internal act while darning my stocking, an act of detachment by which I stood aside from my hand, did not interfere with it, but left it to put in the needle by itself. At first I found great difficulty in restraining my head from trying to do my hand's work for it, but whenever I succeeded the results startled me; for at once there came a sense of ease and I was able to work at maximum speed without any effort....

I was reminded of that little one-celled animal which can spread part of its own essence to flow round and envelop within itself whatever it wants for food. This spreading of some vital essence of myself was a new gesture...like a spreading of invisible sentient feelers, as a sea anemone spreads wide its feathery fingers....

One day I stopped in front of a Cezanne still-life--green apples, a white plate and a cloth. Being tired, restless, and distracted by the stream of bored Sunday afternoon sightseers drifiting through the galleries, I simply sat and looked, too inert to remember whether I ought to like it or not. Slowly I became aware that something was pulling me out of my vacant stare and the colours were coming alive, gripping my gaze till I was soaking myself in their vitality. Gradually a great delight filled me....It had all happened by just sitting still and waiting....

If just looking could be so satisfying, why was I always striving to have things or to get things done? Certainly I had never suspected that the key to my private reality might lie in so apparently simple a skill as the ability to let the senses roam unfettered by purposes. I began to wonder whether eyes and ears might not have a wisdom of their own.














TRIPLES with EMMA